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Well, I've been gone a while since I found I was unable to focus on dream recall which stopped me from having some lucid dreams. But it's the summer holidays now! So I'm feeling pretty confident I can focus on keeping a DJ now

So...

The first one is a nightmare. Joy.

I was in my grandparent's house the atmosphere was very gloomy, the world seemed colourless. My family (probably – I can't remember) and I had been having a conversation in the lounge. I needed to answer nature's call so I went upstairs I could see the bathroom, the bedroom and then the little room that has the toilet in it. This is all very normal.
The thing is, for some reason I think the toilet is in the bathroom, it is shut so I assume it is occupied. When I look back at the toilet room, the door has gone, there is just wallpaper and the toilet is placed on the landing. I start to feel uneasy but proceed to do my business. As I am sitting on the throne, I look to the bedroom the door has dissapeared. I suddenly feel terrified. I look down the stairs and there are strange people, who are looking at me, but can't see me or tell what I am. As if I'm in total darkness. They start to come up the stairs slowly, I panic and start pretending to be something dangerous. I try to yell but nothing comes out. Only little sounds, but that was enough to send the strangers away.
My fear dissapates slightly and I am puzzled at to why I didn't make much noise. I try to yell again, nothing, it just sounds like I've lost my voice. I finish my trip and go downstairs back into the lounge. My parents remain, my sister has dissapeared. I feel terrified again and rush out of the door and into the front garden and start running around. It was as if something dangerous was now in the house. I look into the lounge window (from a distance) I can't see my parents because of the glare, even though there was no sun. But you would think so if you saw it. I beckoned my parents to come out not knowing whether they could see me.
The dream ended, I woke up with my heart pumping like hell.

This is all I got last night, but it's a start

★★★

The same dream teacher in 2 different dreams?

Jordan Maxwell at the stream




All I remember is standing by some stream with this man in the photo. He kept saying something about the rocks in the stream... That each one was put in a particular order. I was somehow supposed to determine which order they were placed by nature. I got really confused with the task. There was so many stones and how was i supposed to be able to figure out which order the spirit had placed them???
Mom

I was in some strange house with my mom. She was wanting something to eat. She asked for some Candle wax. I said that stuff isn't for eating at all. She went through my cupboards until she found a piece of candle wax shaped like a ginger snap. She said "thank you" and started eating it. I was thinking she must have been pretty desperate.

Drive to WTF

I remember getting into a car with the one painter guy who showed me the portraits of my shamanic death... anyway I get into to the car and decide to put on the seat belt. But the straps are really long and loose and there's no way they are going to hold me. We start to drive off. we are on a completely black road with proper lanes drawn into it. But the road starts going off the ground. there are all these odd square turns that we must slowly go by. and there's all these incomprehensible obstacles in the way.

Sometime later we are outside the car. We have to climb this weird wall sideways. There are things sticking from the wall that we grab onto and climb along. The man seems to be able to use all of them. but I can only grab the ones sticking the farthest out. they are spring shaped. There are a few times when I'm not sure how to proceed. but i seem to find the right thing to grab.

After the man seems to be gone... I enter a convenience store but then decide to leave. Now I'm walking down a strange road at night time. I run into someone who says I have to go to work or something. my memory fades here.

alien wtf

Me and some black guy find some crashed alien ship in the mountains. I forget exactly what happens, but the black man disappears. I am left alone on this crashed ship. I enter a room and see an evil looking grey alien. the place fills with gas... that tastes good for gas, but it knocks me out.

Switch to third person view and i see myself collapsed. I see the alien take my body and put it in some dark room. the feeling implies there were many bodies of dead people in there just hidden beyond the shadow. They close the door. and stick some rod that's supposed to be a nuclear missile somethere. The scene changes to years later and now the nuclear missile rod is disguised as part of the railing. I see the black guy sitting with his back against a wall. his left arm and leg are missing, but there's some large metal clips over where his limbs should be. I watch him get rescued by an old friend of his.

snake?

Fragment of looking at a snake... but also a cross between a worm as well. It's moving along the ground.

yeah

sex dream

i dreamti was in this huge field,following a trail through hedges. At the end of the trail i saw 2 bees flying towards me, and their buzz was unnaturaly loud..I'm irrationally afraid of bees, i don't know why. suddely i was iin this ocean and i dropped to the ocean floor where this giant bee kept smashing me with boxing gloves.

i am not sure if this dream was lucid or not but it was pretty unusual so mabe it was

i was in my house and it was dark, twighlightish. I think I started to realize i was dreaming, but I didnt have time to finish because these huge clawed furry hands gripped the corner of the wall down the corridor. I remembered I had seen those hands in a photo, and I had only seen the hands, not the rest of the body.
So I deceided to talk to them, I dared them to come round the corner.I had thought my brain wouldn't know how to create the rest of the monster because it wasn't in the photo i had seen. i was right. The hands came round the corner and scuttled towards me like spiders. at that point I woke up.

last night I had casualy looked into my sister's room from outside the door right before going to bed. I had seen this figure a lot like a person which shook me a little, but I went to bed. I dreamt I was in my house and i looked in my sister's room and she came out. I looked down the corridor and saw my sister come out of a different door, see me and my sister next tome, and say, "hey whats happening?!" I suddenly felt really scared and then I was in this dark, smoky tunnel and there was this sort of little zombie girl walking up to me, and then I woke up.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I guess one could call this a nightmare, but it didn't quite start out like that.

I woke up on the top of a bunk bed in a tiny plain hotel room. The flooring was dark, pale blue carpet, and there was a hotel-sized white-paned window on the other side of the room. I caught the false awakening and momentarily became a bit lucid, but it didn't last.

I got up from the bunk bed and went down the stairs. There was no one else in the room, but there was an open door leading to the main part of the booked hotel room (where the fridge and chairs are). I peered out and knew I wasn't supposed to be here. I saw a man with a black t-shirt and blue jeans sitting at a small round wooden table, drinking from a mug. He looked slightly scuffed up, although not much. He also looked fairly strong, like someone who'd just gotten back from the gym.

He saw me right away. "Hello," he told me, rather normally. "Don't be shy. Come out and I'll make you some breakfast."

I decided to play stupid and say, "I have to get dressed first." There must have been a suitcase or something of clothing in the room, because he said, "sure". I went into the room, closing the door, and found a small shopping bag filled to the top with clothes, but I wasn't actually going for them. I was going for anything that could help me escape.

My gaze flit around the room and I saw a coach purse, exactly like the one I own in real life. It had a very long strap that I could use to climb down the side of the hotel.

I looked out the hotel window, clutching the purse, and saw that our room was situated at least thirty floors up. The strap didn't even go half the distance to the ground. Crap!

Suddenly, the man walked into the room and froze when he saw me by the window with the purse. "What are you doing?" he asked me.

"Getting out of here," I shot back at him. I made a run for the door, went through it, and he didn't do anything to stop me. He pulled out a long, silver knife instead. I looked back as I ran out the door and into the hotel hallway; he was watching me calmly with the knife in his hand. I didn't look back as I ran down the stairs to the lobby.

There were only one or two sets of stairs and already I was on the first floor...? Anyways, I got there and no one was in sight, but there was a phone at the reception desk. I took it and crazily tried to dial 911. The man suddenly appeared, slipping around the corner and holding the phone box. "You're crazy!" I shouted to him. The machine rang and then a voice answered. "I'm being kidnapped and threatened with a knife!" I told the woman on the other line. "Help me, I'm-"

I couldn't get an address out, because the man found the phone outlet and unplugged it, then cut the cord with his knife. I gaped and backed away from him rather quickly. "Don't leave," he told me forcefully.

I took one more step back and my foot landed on a gun. My eyes widened even more (is that even possible?) and I reached down and picked the gun up. It was dark gray, almost black, and heavy. It was loaded. "Back the f*** up!" I told him, looking for the exit. Suddenly he reached into his pocket and pulled out his own gun. I shot him in the chest, killing him instantly. His eyes began to bleed and there were bruises appearing all over his body. He was still standing up straight but his eyes were closed, and he was completely still. Then another person, looking very much like him, appeared with the same ghastly imagery. It frightened me so much I woke up.

Type: DILD (nightmare).
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This was my first-ever lucid nightmare. Not fun.

I was in a false awakening from a previous dream, which I became lucid from just as it was ending. The room was dark, nighttime, with just a bit of light blue coming in through the cracks in the blinds. I managed to catch this false awakening and turn it into a DILD by using the nose-plug technique while still lying in bed. But before I could even get up more than a few inches, I suddenly became paralyzed and was thrown back into my bed, onto my back, by an unseen force. I aimed a forceful "stop now" at whatever was rendering me incapable of moving, but it continued. For a few more seconds it did this, and the next thing I know, I felt a presence in the room and could almost "see" dark, fleeting, moving shapes underneath my bed, although I wasn't actually looking there. It's like I had two sets of eyes for a moment.

Next, I felt myself being pulled up into the air, as if being sucked through a vortex. I saw a huge pair of sharp teeth surround me and engulf me. Everything went black when they closed on me, and then I was floating in darkness. "I told you to stop, now", I tried to say again. But nothing happened except I got the sense of a presence again, floating around in the dark with me. I then felt light touches all over my body, as if something really was there.

I woke up, making sure of this by performing a reality check.

This new Dream Journal system seems pretty cool. Time to test it out by posting a couple of my favorite dreams.

"Don't go out there...please..."

Now this was a pretty sweet dream, or was it a nightmare?

Right so, was a girl in this dream. It started off with me and this girl inside this small room. She pointed to a door and told me not to go out there. I didn't ask why. Also, it was set in the future, I say this because there were these little robots. Like cleaning robots and helper robots. They didn't play much of a role though...

Anyway, we were in this room. After she told me not to leave, we just kind of sat around and talked and read books. That all went by fast though, like in a movie. Then we sat next to each other and we did something (I think I accidentally touched her boob) and then we started to have sex. This also went by fast, and after it was over with I fell asleep inside the dream.

When I awoke, the door was opened, and she was gone. I looked out the door into a hallway that was made of like bathroom tiles. The only light that was in the hallway was coming from the room I was in. I somehow obtained a flashlight. I wanted to find my female friend, so I turned on my light and headed out. I entered a room that looked like a small kitchen (like the ones in restaurants). The place was a mess. Like someone wrecked it. The place was all grimy and messy.

Everything was dark and scary, but I kept going forward. Then I heard a small crash behind me. I flung around and there was a small cleaning robot thing that ran into a bucket. I guess it was following me.

I turned around and looked around the kitchen some more. I turned around and noticed some blood on the walls and floor leading out of the kitchen.

Unfortunately, I woke up after this. I wanted to find my female friend

Honestly wish this dream lasted longer.

Had a nightmare that I was doing my makeup and somehow accidentally stuck myself in the eye with a pair of tweezers. I didn't think it was that bad, so I went to the mirror to look at it and realized I'd jammed it in pretty deeply. Despite the apparent severity of the injury, it didn't hurt. I pulled the tweezers out of my eye, still didn't hurt even though I felt the tugging sensation, and realized there were more things stuck in my eye... like a magician's handkerchief or something... all said and done, I pulled out another pair of tweezers AND an eye lash curler. Much to my horror, I then realized that my entire eye was gone and there was nothing but a gaping red hole (which was amazingly not bleeding). I didn't know whether to freak out or not, because I was still shocked by it.

Then, I dreamed that I had twin kids who were about 8 years old, and I was pissed at them for some reason.

Then, I dreamed that I had taken some sort of exam or something like that... scored really well on some test, or something, and gotten a highly coveted award along with a new position. I don't remember what it was, though, except that there was a list of benefits from the position, but for some reason it just felt like something straight out of high school. Also, for whatever reason, when all of this was being read off, I was sitting in the woods, and I was wearing some kind of dress made from calico, and everyone was sitting on logs, even though it was some sort of technical position I had tested for.

Alright...

Another stupid "haunted house" dream. How boring. I mean, it was terrifying at the time, and I knew something was in the house (the attic, I guess) and I had stuff written in Satanic script on my forehead (much to my horror) and I was terrified during the dream, but haunted house dreams seem to be pretty common for me, so... boring.

Other dream:
I was half-asleep and heard little running foot-steps, like those of a child, and then a child's voice whispered loudly in my ear, "Hey!" I woke up and looked around, but didn't see anything. I then went back to sleep.

I had a dream that there were gigantic plant-beasts living in a friend's pool. For some reason, one of them decided that it wanted to eat my brother (who, for whatever reason, in this dream was also a plant). This culminated in scrambling through a maze-like complex of buildings, until the monster could be subdued by others.

In the dream, I was hanging out with S and T, I was really pissed at S and refusing to talk to him, T and I were going to some sort of party at somebody's ranch... at the end of the night, we left (my mother came and picked us up) and I realized I'd forgotten to say goodbye, so we turned around.

Original entry dated July 22, 2008:

Dreamed something about a restaurant... something about houses in a suburban area, it was a nice area... something about being a con artist, trying to talk people into buying a restaurant... and we were eating chocolate bars with forks and knives. That's all that I remember.

November 23, 2008
Had a creepy dream a few days ago:
Dreamed that someone was standing outside my room, in the dark, and would whisper "Bubble! Come here." I would wake up and look around and go back to sleep, and it would happen again. It happened 3 times before I finally yelled at them to shut up. It didn't happen again.

Random nightmare about Nazis, but for some reason they were dressed as circus clowns.

The next night I had a dream I was playing a shitty internet Flash game that kept crashing. It was all about some sort of reverse-World of Warcraft world and one of the main characters in it was an annoying sea goddess.

Followed by a weird nightmare that was like a combination of a documentary on drug runners and Stephen King's "Christine":

Dreamed there were these guys who gathered and smuggled this plant you had to chew to get high. If you got caught you were looking at a lot of time in prison. Somehow, in the dream, I got coerced into helping these guys. Unfortunately, the feds showed up, and I was the only person who didn't have anywhere to hide. For whatever reason, though, they didn't see me, because I hid the only place I could think of - behind the place's guard dog.

This was followed by a sequence that's scrambled in my brain but led to me standing outside of a rundown/abandoned shack. I'd driven there in a small fuchsia sports car, it looked like a newer Mustang. There was a broken down car there. The house was inhabited by the ghost of a small child; the broken down car was possessed. Little kid ghost was terrified of the car. I approached the car, and the inside began to fill up with water which streamed down the windows as the engine revved. Like any sane human being, I flipped out and ran back to my own car (whose door was open) while little kid ghost tagged along (by holding onto my hair?). I said "you can't go with me, I don't know what to do with you" but it cried and was insistent and I was about to be run over by a possessed demon car, so I didn't argue. I had trouble getting into my car because my legs wouldn't cooperate for some reason (I was so scared my knees had locked). Somehow I managed to hit the gas and take off, with the possessed car in pursuit. I managed to lose it along the way - I guess it couldn't go outside a certain radius - but my own car was out of control, I was cutting people off and driving in the wrong lane of traffic, and my brakes didn't work. I was yelling at little ghost kid to hit the brakes, but all it would do was cry. I then pulled up outside of a small family restaurant owned by a Yugoslavian family and walked inside. In the dream, I knew the family, but didn't know how to explain what just happened.

There's a small town in the middle of nowhere it seems. There are small, one-storey homes built closely together throughtout the town but a thick fog makes anything beyond the town all but impossible to see. What vegetation can be seen is overgrown. Debris litters the street. Everything has a very "Silent Hill" feeling or looks downright ghetto. I'm in a large vehicle (a bus, I think) driving around this fog encased town looking for something or someone. There are people on the streets and they go about their business like any small, sleepy town would. They do not seem to notice the fog, or just don't care about it.

In the middle of the dream there is this scene that seems to repeat itself over and over (or I am unconsciously doing the same exact movements over and over) but everytime it starts up again there is different "background" music. I cannot see where the music is coming from. It seems atmospheric, almost like the music was born from the very air particles that I was breathing in.

I stopped the bus and got out because I was frustrated with feeling "stuck" and tried to find my way on foot. There was some incident in the street, but I have fogotten what transpired now. At one point I wander into an alleyway behind some buildings and turn around just in time to see the bus I was previously on run down and crush some poor woman in a pink sweater and beige pants (I didn't get to see her face so I don't know she is but I think it is my mother because of how she is dressed). The bus did not stop or slow down when it hit the lady and drove right into a brick wall, compacting the front of the bus like an accordian, and I assume, killing the driver.

At first I was horrified and tried to run away from the grisly scene, but then something compelled me back. I felt sick to my stomach when I returned, especially when when I noticed a group of people and their children approaching. I tried to stop them from viewing the horror, but I woke at about that moment and remember no more of this dream.

I just woke up from this dream/nightmare.

I looked like a Chinese woman, I could speak a multitude of oriental languages and I was in this underground city type place. There were these squads of soldiers who were gathering people, at what seemed to be random at first, and killing them in cold blood. I did not get a look at any of the soldier's faces because I was to busy trying to run from them, so I had no idea who they were. There were panicked and frightened people everywhere, running for their lives and trying to find a place to hide.

I ran into what looked like a small warehouse and hid under some steel steps and behind some wooden crates. There were a small group of people of mixed ethnicities hiding in various parts of the room. We could hear screaming and gunshots from outside and we were all frozen in terror. Some time passed and the noise outside seemed to quiet down a little, but soon a large group of the soldiers burst into the warehouse and dragged everyone out of hiding. I saw then that the soliders were all oriental looking and spoke in Japanese. They seperated everyone who looked oriental and instantly shot everyone else who was not.

The soldiers then interrogated the remaining civilians to find out their background. When I was asked I was too scared to answer and so remained silent, even when some of the soldiers tried to beat an answer out of me. I finally shouted at them to go to hell in Japanese and they pushed me into one corner of the room while they continued to drill the remaining civilians. Eventually the soldiers pushed a woman who had Japanese citizenship in my direction, lined everyone one else against the wall and shot them. The soldiers then left.

The Japanese woman and I sat in a daze until it grew silent outside. We wandered outside together and found that the soldiers had killed everyone they met except for people who were Japanese. I was overcome with grief and guilt because I seemed to have survived the massacre (even though I was a Chinese person) because I just happened to speak the "correct" language. I wander around in a daze for a while, past the destruction and heaping pile of bodies and the dream ends about there.