non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP Had been watching one of the Purge movies, so I had a long dream inspired on it. Don't remember all of it, but at some point I was seeking refuge with some people I know, in some modern building, who have a sort of secret attic accessible through a trap door inside some storage room. But we can't make any noise while hiding in there, which isn't at all easy. Our chasers don't find us at first, but somehow come back later knowing where we are. Since they are looking for me and a couple friends specifically, we decide to leave to avoid them hurting the others. We manage to get to ground floor to escape the building, but the doors are all locked. My friends get hurt, not shot but frozen somehow. They are stiff on the floor, like ice rocks and I carry them to near the door and hug and massage them to try to revive them. I don't have to face our chasers anymore for some reason, but there is someone at the reception who is controlling the entrance of the building and I have a confrontation with her. She says we won't go anywhere, but I manage to open the doors and then she calls back our attackers to chase us down again. We run outside through narrow streets as fast as we can. We arrive at a big park and we spread out to confuse our stalkers, but we have a rendez-vous point at the top of the park. I have to cross a swimming pool and fastest way is swimming, so I jump in and when I get out on the other side, I am wearing a red bikini and there are people swimming there at night and some guys start flirting with me but I push them away, have no time to deal with it. I meet my friends at a small flight of stairs leading to an old palace on top of a hill. But instead of taking the normal path towards the palace, I see some stairs to the right going through a small tunnel and I chose those instead. It leads us to a small stone house that seems frozen in time. There is a man living there and he is not pleased to see us, but he doesn't kick us out, he just tries to ignore us and sits at his wood stove carved on a rock wall, cooking his lunch or something. We look around for a while admiring how medieval this place is and then he opens up and says this house has been passed down for generations of caretakers of the palace. He also claims we are safe in there, if we are hiding from something. There is an animal, maybe a donkey, at a corner in the middle of a pile of hay. I had some longer half-lucid or lucid dream but forgot about it. But I was going around admiring places and buildings and deciding what to explore. At some point I see a modern building with glass walls built in the style of a pagoda and I want to see it inside. I enter the surrounding yard, which as I go around the building, leads to a panoramic terrace with a view to a gorgeous city, very much like Paris in all its splendor. I see beautiful palaces and avenues with trimmed gardens and people promenading. My mom is with me and she says she doesn't see what I see, that she is not able to observe such details, just that we are at an indistinct building and sort of a void around it. it's as if she is sharing a lucid dream with me but unable to be as aware of its intricacies. I am telling her about how to boost and keep awareness, but the dream fades and I wake up for a few seconds before going back to the dream. Back in front of the same building, I go inside and find a basket on the floor with some small animal in it. First I think it may be a puppy, but I pick it up and it is a baby elephant, newborn, still covered in gunk. He gets scared and jumps to the ground and runs away but I catch him again with a blanket. He calms down as I clean him and he imprints on me. H starts seeing me as his mommy. I forgot part of the dream, but he grows up a little bit and I take him to some place in the countryside. It is some kind of farm. I am away from the house, near the entrance gate, where there is a vegetable garden in raised beds. Some of the vegetables will feed the elephant and others will feed people living there. All is well and I am admiring the road leading to the property, which is sided by a rammed-earth wall on both sides. it catches my attention that part of the wall is covered in old faded beige tiles. Then I hear a loud noise and I look back to see shots fired from the end of the path hitting the wall and coming closer and closer towards me. I run forward but on the other side I also see shots coming towards me. I feel trapped. Then I see a group of women running in front of a group of Talibans in front of me and and some men running away the shots from behind me. I feel confused about where to run to. The men behind me jump over the wall to the other side but they are still under fire somehow. I just freeze against the wall, unable to decide what to do and the women and their chasers just pass by me and ignore me. Apparently I am not a priority to them, but I still don't feel safe. I think they execute the other women. I run down the path and arrive at a road going upwards to the mountains. I run up for my dear life. Soon after the men who had jumped the wall behind me cross paths with me and instead of going up the road as I do, they go in a perpendicular direction towards the mountain. But doesn't take long until they appear again running down the road. They warn me about more Talibans coming. We go down the mountain again and they take me to a village, to the house of a western agent they know, who is actually Nighthawk. We stay in his place and everyone is nervous, not knowing what is going to happen next. They fear it is only a matter of time until the terrorists find this place and that we're hiding there. Some other guy hands Nighthawk a chip and tells him to hide it where it can't be found and he says he will, but then just puts it in a pocket in his pants.
These late-night skype calls have to stop. There was some long dream about there being a hotel near my house with a beach and a lighthouse on a lake. There were for some reason a bunch of really tall, skinny, pagoda like houses across. I couldn't help but think that they looked familiar, like I had seen them in another dream somewhere. I dropped my computer in the hotel pool. Somehow it still worked when I got it out. I was driving during an intense rainstorm. I can recall swerving to avoid an I-beam that was being washed across the road.
Interestingly, this was my second lucid in a row that hit very close to the onset of sleep. I woke up to write this down around 1:15 or so in the morning after being late to bed. I'm not sure what to make of it, but it's definitely encouraging me to continue my pre-bed MILD work! Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #192: The Shadow of the Pagoda I’m sitting at a table with some random people, working on something with pen and paper. My mind’s wandering and as I recall my intent to have a lucid dream, I almost immediately pass into one. From here, I fall quickly into the void. I rub my hands together, expecting a new scene. Before long I emerge into a false awakening in early morning, sort of seated at the edge of my bed. Some kind of suction is drawing me away from the bed and toward our closet. This worries me for some reason and I ask Wife to “Pull me back in…” in this thin, weak voice. She kneels on the bed and strains forward to reach for me, whimpering and fretting like she wants to help but doesn’t know how. I recognize that I’m starting to get caught up in this sense of powerlessness, and I let go, falling into the void again. I make my way forward and emerge in a fancy-looking house, facing a set of glass doors that open to a veranda. For reasons I can’t recall, I decided to head deeper into the house and wandered through a series of rooms. The house is attractive but large and confusing and I start regretting my decision to stay inside. I wind up in a bedroom with a simple but comfortable-looking bed that has a large stuffed teddy bear laying on top of it. Wife is standing off to the side near one corner and I remember to ask her for her middle name (for Task of the Month.) When I ask for her middle name, she responds, “Ba ba!” “Your middle name is ‘Ba ba’?” She laughs. “Oh, sorry! I actually meant ‘Ba ba ba ba’.” I’m amused but I consider asking her a third time. The teddy bear catches my eye for a moment and when I turn back Wife has vanished. I think about asking the teddy bear for its middle name but decide instead that it’s time to move on. I leave and walk through a dining hall where my son “E” joins me and starts to follow. I say something to him that I can no longer recall and we walk through more confusing rooms. At one point I’m in a dimly-lit kitchen and notice that my vision has gone blurry. I stare at my hands to draw out the detail and it works pretty well, though not as completely as I might have hoped. I walk through another dining hall with E and as we’re exiting, the door shuts automatically behind me, cutting me off from him. I see him through the door as it closes and I feel a moment of concern that I’ve left him behind. No, let it go. I continue to a series of glass-panelled doors at the rear of the room and phase through, with some minor difficulty. I emerge from the phase in a shady courtyard. Towering above me is an immense pagoda, stretching far away into the sky. Even in a dream I’m amazed by how tall and broad it is, far out of scale with everything else surrounding it. It’s at least 500 feet tall and dominates the landscape. Two women walk by at the other end of the courtyard, casually chatting. They look like they’re from the 1900s, each wearing a large hat and carrying a parasol. I contemplate taking off for some flying and exploration, but the dream ends.
2013-1-08 Tuesday morning- Non lucid The Dream started out escaping from some event. (hard to remember) I reached a bunker with a few other people. About 6 or so. It was by the sea. Blue skies and blue waters. The concrete bunker didn't stand out all that much on the sandstone walkway as it was going into the floor. It was smooth and had no sharp edges. It looked very similar to Fallout 2 vault city buildings. There was a three block high sandstone wall that stood about waist high. *Time started skipping. I got the feeling and knowledge but not the experience* *About a week passed* An argument happened between an older man (about 50) who was somewhat close to me and a small group of people. They left. Now there was me, the older man, and another man in a blue shirt. *more time passed without me* People came and went bringing items with them and leaving them with us. Various shaped stones and rocks. One was a mighty, deep red, smooth, scoop like shape. Similar to obsidian when it fractures. It had a "blade" that eased off into a flat, thick "handle". It kinda looked like a shovel head though... *A lot more time passed without me* We headed up the coast with some people, keeping the water to the right. We followed the waters edge into a small bay and found a partially buried house. Not so much buried but carved into The travel was almost instant. I walked into the building. The walls were of a dark wood. There was an exit in the back behind a glass display rack. The stones were placed into the rack. Stairs led downward into (some place safe). Some people arrived and they "signed in" each writing a curse word on the wall or table next to the exit. One young man came in, dressed in black jeans, a white shirt, black hair. He looked like the new Devil may cry Protagonist but with a different face. *despite me never playing any of the games * We (the older man and I) explained the house was not open until he signed. He began to sign the wall. He wrote lightning next to the word fuck. We both stared at him. >"What?" He asked. "Lightning? Really?" I asked >"Yeah" "That's not a swear word..." >"It has fuck in front of it." *We both laughed at him -"Just write fuck you or something" the older man suggested. "Then he would be Donte" *we both laughed again *we made more fun of him with jokes and memes from 4chan /v/ relating to DMC and Donte* "Donte" then signed something and entered, visibly frustrated with us. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I think that many years passed in the world, though they were absent of my awareness. I just got the feeling that it "happened" The house changed, there were windows now, large double doors leading into the house. A library filled the entrance room walls, they looked similar to MineCraft shelves, the same colours anyway. It was now a school of some kind, some form of magic. I was still the guard of the entrance and display rack. There was a large building network on the opposite side of the cliff/ bay. I went outside/or looked through a window, and saw a fairly good looking woman. Early 20's, blonde? hair, black leather or glossy fabric of some kind, it griped her body well. All she said was "Hello?" and "would come to the dance with me?" When I responded with yes she just said "great!" and left. I returned to the "lobby" and admired the opposite house through a window. It was an asian style, 3 or more story house. With the stereotypical curved roof. See: Generic Asian pagoda but massive at the base. I saw another woman outside, gazing towards our building, so I went outside. I stretched at the front door and she called out to me with a simple, elongated "hey?" in that slightly seductive manor. She had black, flowing hair, and sported the same black pants and shirt as the first woman. Her face was quite attractive, she had a small-but-not-petite frame and was pretty damn fit. She gave of the feeling of a red belly black snake, or black mamba. Beautiful, seductive, alluring but incredibly dangerous and will gladly kill you if it feels like it. I responded to her with the elongated "He-llo" returning the obvious attraction between us. She asked who I was and I told her it. I don't recall the name right now. She gave hers and I don't remember it either. *missing scene including a small section of conversation* A blonde woman emerged from the second floor onto the balcony and she asked me to join her at the dance. She was wearing a black boob-tube and the same black, shiny pants. Another woman, maybe the same one, came out and joined the conversation. But she wore a black t-shirt. The black haired woman asked me what I was interested in. I paused, thought about it had and told her yoga. She told me that she tried "that shit" and got the "whole hand thing working" She waved her hand around as if something was stuck to the under side of it. She said "I ran to my mum and showed her, I got it to repeat and she told me to cut a line in the top and..." *missing scene* Then an image of a pair of scissors cutting a line in a pink lid, similar to a drink from a fast food place, popped into my head. The image then showed me a hole being stuck in the bottom of the cup. "so yeah..." She asked me if I wanted to join her at the dance. I answered yes but asked why everyone was asking me that. And OLD AS HELL man, most likely an elder or scholar came out of my building. It felt like he was going to tell me off but then the dream ended. I should add that there was a strong presence of "dark magic" emanating from the women. Or "bad vibes" or "something sinister yet attractive" I wanted to join them But couldn't yet because of the gap between us. Ie the bay+cliffs of sand stone. This was my most vivid dream so far. Sights, textures, emotions, memories and feelings were all so real...but not "so real it's fake-real"
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Forth DJ entry. I'm going to try to see if I can post everyday from now on. Its good to get into a habit. Anyway, I haven't posted in quite a while and because of that I also haven't really ade much progress in my LDing. I guess I just need to try harder. Some Things that I would like to implement regularly: - Regular Schedualed Dream Journal + DJ post on DV. - 3 types of Reality checks - Meditation - Vitamin B + Apple Juice (We'll see if this works ) Anyway I've got recall and my insomnia up to par so I'm good with that. Anyway, if anyone has any advice let me know. That's it for news today! - Cheers! August 30 - 31, 2011 - Duck Duck Goose in a Pagoda? Vividness: 5 / 10 Lucid?: No # of Dreams: 1 (With 2 Different Segments) Guide: [-] Lucid [-] Non - Lucid [-] DC talk [-] Notes Basically its a dream about my old class from grade 10. Its pretty bizarre considering the fact the dream was totally cluttered with random segments that made little sense what so ever. Segment 1 Hundreds of students were sitting under a hollow Asian style large Pagoda type of structure. The flooring was light hardwood and we all sat in a square like formation around the structure. Students were sitting on the floor and teachers were standing around in various places. The teachers told us to clap along with whatever clapping pattern they were doing. I was confused. I sat there and at first it seemed like the students refused such a dumb demand but as the clapping got louder (obviously more people joined in eventually), I realised that this wasn't a group clap but instead a giant game of duck duck goose only by pointing instead of touching someone. I sat behind S.D. and she was chosen. She then pointed at H.M. and he seemed to point at me but someone else got up and I became slightly embarrassed. Segment 2 The next thing I remember was a yellow memo being handed out to our class from my grade 10 teacher. We were in class having a discussion about aliens and some people said they believed they existed so just before we left we were given this memo. On the third paragraph it said "Oh and by the way, if anyone still believes in aliens visit this YouTube video." It was a short video with what I believe to be Jim Carey in it for some reason.
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