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    1. Night of June 8th, 2016

      by , 06-10-2016 at 06:52 PM
      Night of June 8th, 2016: Missing Shoes / Fishboy
      So, in this dream I ended up on my school bus without any shoes on (I had black socks). As I arrived at school I decided I would go to the gym and take my tennis shoes out of my gym locker. On the way there, I ran into a police officer who offered to open the locker and retrieve my shoes for me.
      Here, the dream cuts away from me and instead goes to a 3rd person view of the officer, with me nowhere to be seen. He is seen walking into some sort of mall/store/restaurant thing and getting sidetracked, but I heard him say something along the lines of "It's too much trouble to open the locker; it'll be more cost effective to just buy her new shoes."
      Not sure what happened after this but I switched into a completely different dream. I was being chased (in my front yard near the tip of our pond) by 4-5 teenage guys with unknown/fuzzily remembered intentions. Possibly to hurt me? Either way, one was British and seemed to take a liking to me. He, jumping into the water, turned into a strange black fish resembling a catfish without the whiskers, but more blob-like, and started singing. I remember saying, "Don't you dare turn this into a musical," despite my fear of the whole turn of events. My whole yard flooded, and he was following me through the water. The water was murky and dark, and he went under. I, of course, was very freaked out and hopped onto the back of my friend Mallory (no idea where she came into the dream, but who cares) and tried to hold my feet out of the water.
      I desperately pleaded her to help me take my feet out of the water so the fishboy couldn't get me, and she suggested I just take my feet out of the water. Oddly, my feet were stuck and my vision suddenly impaired.
      I then woke up.
    2. [21-05-2016]

      by , 05-21-2016 at 08:22 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      I was in an airplane. For some reason I was climbing from the tail to wings, trying to get back inside it. The plane was burning heavily, I finally managed to get inside and then it exploded.

      I woke up in my bed, took some clothes and turn on the radio. They told about an airplane that exploded and only survivor - me. I took a bottle of beer and wanted to sit on an armchair, wondering how I survived, but then my mother appeared and told me to go outside, as the weather just marvelous. I went outside, it was a summer evening, the sky was clear and it was warm.

      Then I was in forest with my two friends. I was accused of the plane tragedy and had to escape from special forces. There was a crashed plane nearby, presumably the same I was in. I went closer and found a black box, using some wires I managed to get information out of it. It transmitted through a communicator I had stripped to my belt. A pilot said that he couldn't save all the people, and that he was responsible for the tragedy. I unplugged black box and went to my friends, telling them about it. We sat down in silence, then I started singing "It's new age, everything changes and won't be the same!"
    3. [08-05-2016]

      by , 05-08-2016 at 10:14 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      I was in school. With my friend and three other dudes we were designated to a contest of some kind, but after sixth hour in school. People were anxious of biology and another subject with a strange and mean teacher. I was writing some test, then that teacher appeared and told everyone to sing.
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    4. #197 - When I get that feeeeling / Shark and poison

      by , 02-01-2016 at 10:14 AM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      I had two lucids last night, the only thing I did different was meditating for 30 minutes before bed.

      Dream 1 - When I get that feeeeling
      This dream was pretty long, so there's a big segment from the beginning which I forgot

      Me and a friend and I think possibly a couple others have screwed up a heist during the night or something. The building we're in is the typical giant company building with glass windows, very modern and clean looking. We make a plan to place the blame on one of the members and then safely get him away, for some reason the name Todd comes to mind. We place some stuff from what I think may have come from a dead security guard (which may be why we're in trouble) into a giant pebble bowl which has a large stone statue of a man in the centre (about 2m high). Morning comes and we're all prepared, the building we're in starts busying up. We pretend to find the stuff in the pebble bowl and the blame gets put on Todd. Poor Todd :/ but we planned for this, he's the scapegoat with a getaway car. I remember some vague understanding that we had prepared a helicopter to come pick him up, but we also prepared some other surprises for the cops. Todd gets put in cuffs and is escorted behind me with two security guards at his side. I remember looking back and seeing him as we continued to the back of the building where the cops were waiting. Todd grabbed a huge platter of food which was being carried by a waiter and wrestled for it, trying to stall for time so the plan would have a chance. He does this to two different waiters. As we make it outside it's time to activate the plan, we see two men on a bridge nearby who get sniped with tranquilizer and then jets fly over bombing them. The two security guards behind me get knocked out (I forget how) and a black helicopter swoops down. I'm now 'Todd' and I leap up into the helicopter. Hell yeah lets go!

      Me and a dark skinned man are flying away in the helicopter, at some point the dream transitions to us driving a red car on the road. We're going downhill and I see Zeph walking uphill on the pavement. The guy next to me yells out "Chocolate!!" to him as we pass by. This triggers memory of this having happened already in the dream, I ask the guy what he means by yelling chocolate. He explains that it's to do with how his grandpa on his deathbed had a final wish, it was a block of chocolate. Then apparently Zeph said that on his deathbed he'd like the same thing.
      The guy next to me driving the car is now a skinny redneck man with a moustache. Hmm, odd. He starts talking about how the ladies don't want him because he's older and no longer has that 'sex appeal' or something.
      I realize I'm dreaming, but I'm surprised the dream is so stable upon this realization. I decide to go with the flow of the dream since the guy next to me is really dropping some passionate feels about how ugly he is. I look away and look back at him, wow he's uglier now. Half his mouth swollen, oh my god that's gross O_O. He says "my face just doesn't have that sexual healing factor". I instantly think about the song, the car stops as we arrive at our destination and I hop out. "it's that feeling which gives me sexual healing" I sing loudly.
      "Oh wait, that's not how it goes.. Ah!" I say to myself, but also to the moustache guy as if I was asking him. I remember how it goes now.
      "When I get that feeeling, I need, sexual healinignggngngg!" me and the moustache guy sing really loudly in sync, I really exaggerated the end of it too I know that I can't sing for shit and I wondered if I was singing in my bed as this was happening. Felt pretty good though .
      We're walking forward, we're at the skytower (although it doesn't look like the skytower). I decide it's time to ditch this moustachio and enjoy the lucid. I start by running and jumping a few metres high, touching a part of the skytower above me. Damn this is stable, I had a feeling that 'reality checking' may only destabilize the dream, like becoming too aware will wake me up. I couldn't think of anything to do though, so I decided I'd jump to the top of the skytower. I jump on top of the ceiling part which I touched before and look up. Wow, so high, it's completely shrouded by clouds. I crouch down, knowing that I'll have to charge up to jump really high or fly. Just as I was about to jump I wake up though .


      Dream 2 - Shark and poison
      I'm at home and my brother comes over. I decide it's time to move out, me and my cat leave to a trailer park place where I plan to live now. It's apparently a cult or something though, I remember being in water (like a swimming pool, but also the ocean). There's sharks swimming around so I hop out of the pool, damn sharks are scary. I'm in a fancy mansion house that the cult leader owns, I know that they're going to try poison me. The lady tries to jab a needle of poison into me but I keep dodging, she then gets a 4-barrel sawn-off shotgun poison shooter thing... It fires right at me and I try to dodge it but I think it got me. I run like hell, on the way I see my cat, she's been poisoned. I pick her and her body is limp but she's still alive, there's still a chance to save her. I'm outside running down the road, I see a person from high school and his older sister jogging together, I think they're a part of the cult but they're not after me. I see a random guy on the street and I run up to him. I tell him that he needs to look after the kids in that building (I point up towards the mansion, it seems different some how).

      The scene transitions, wasn't I poisoned? I'm surprised how resilient I am to its effects. I'm drunk in an apartment now with my ex girlfriend, I now realize that I'm not drunk though... It's the poison and I'm dying. I go into the bathroom and vomit blue (apparently from a blueberry smoothie). My ex comes in, we share a moment and kiss. It's actually pretty gross though, she now has blue on her mouth (wow that really is gross O_O). If we're going to kiss I should wash my mouth first,
      I look into the mirror above the sink and realize I'm dreaming, I go to wash the vomit out of my mouth. I look back up at the mirror and realize that the wax has gone funny on my braces. I fiddle around with it for a while but it's really soft and not the consistency + texture it should be. Argh I'm wasting my time, I'm dreaming so I should do something. I then wake up. damn it..
    5. Summer Parkour Training in BGC

      by , 01-04-2016 at 07:36 AM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      Jan 3

      Christian contemporary singing. Trio. Visiting colleges.

      It was summer. I was in BGC training in parkour.

      There are pink eggs.

      I was able to do a two-step wall run. It didn't feel revolutionary but I was happy that I was able to do it.
    6. #170 - Fried chicken

      by , 12-02-2015 at 08:06 PM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Dream - Fried chicken
      I'm in a mall food court in line for a McDonalds/KFC with my friends Matt, Sam and Daniel. I can't spend too much money here, so I go to order my food and decide on some assortment of fried chicken bits. I have the food in front of me and it's arranged so as to allow the optimal amount of chicken in the box. I twirl some of it around and I'm impressed . The lady I got the food from at the checkout was a fat samoan who I started singing with. It was some sort of joke between us, we're singing a song we made up called 'What are you'. It was about the kid in front of me in the line who we couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl.
      "What are youuuu" she sings in a high voice, and I sing back in a high voice too.
      The family of the kid looks at us confused . I've now got an all you can eat buffet, I was supposed to save my money >_<. I think to myself that I should just share with my friends.
      "What are yoouuuuouuuuu" we sing again... My friends got some healthier looking food from the food place next to the one I was at, this confuses me as I thought they were getting fried chicken too. I walk on over to them and sing "What are youuu" in a high pitch voice again, I really can't hit the notes as my voice just can't go that high. Why am I singing in public? Usually I would never sing in public. I reach my friends and sit with them, they have a big boal in front of them which I think looks like chicken caesar salad. It has a bottom layer of rice with lettuce and chicken on top. They offer me some and I pick up a piece of chicken, "dude don't just go eating all the chicken, there isn't much" I understand this because it's late at night and the shops are closing up, they don't have much chicken left.


      Dream experience: 3 (a fun time singing)
      Dream awareness: 1 (not aware enough to be lucid)
    7. #139 - compliment / awesome dad

      by , 10-25-2015 at 09:29 PM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Non-dream
      Non-lucid
      Lucid

      My flatmate had a random burst of energy and offered if I wanted to go to the gym with him at 9:30pm. I ended up managing to get into bed around 11:30pm so my sleep wasn't that great. Interestingly though I decided to meditate before going to bed, and for the first time that I can remember, I actually felt myself falling asleep.. I think meditating in bed before I go to sleep might be good for me so I'll trial it again. I also had a whole bunch of WILD visions, where I could see the dream forming. It was pretty cool, it happened several times and each time it would dissipate (probably because of inexperience and because it was too early in the night). I woke up at 3am for a WBTB and decided I'd try meditating again. I did a mindfulness practice on my body, starting from the feet and working my way to the head until I held my whole body in awareness. Unfortunately I became too aware and lay in bed in a sort of borderline-sleep state from 3:30-6:00, bored as f*ck... I managed to recall two dreams (one from earlier in the night and another from 6:30-7:30).

      Dream 1 - Compliment
      More of a dream fragment, I was sitting in the lounge in my flat playing guitar and watching TV. No one was supposed to be home so I just decided to start singing. I love to sing but I REALLY suck lol, so I was just enjoying it . Then my flatmate Olly walks past and looks at me a bit surprised. I look up at him from the relaxed position I'm in as I sit on the couch. I don't seem to stop singing, I kind of keep going, trying to finish the verse I'm singing. It takes a few seconds and then he's like "Hey maybe your singing voice isn't as bad as you thought". Damn that felt nice hearing him say that ^_^

      Dream 2 - Awesome dad
      I remember being with my dad and he was driving us away from my university. We were heading to the university that he worked at (he doesn't in RL). It's not as prestigious as my own university, its reputation is that some of the people are a bit dumb . We arrive and enter through a white archway front entrance and rolled into a small courtyard with parking all over the place. There's a narrow road with diagonal parking spaces but they're all filled up, we drive down there anyways hoping to find a space at the end. It feels so vivid it's unbelievable. Like I can remember lots of random details... The sky was bright blue, I remember the clothing that some people wore (kind of artsy looking students, upon looking at them I thought they had some kind of school uniform too). I can remember the main building and how the windows looked (far too hard to explain), and I remember peering outside of the window to my left and spotting some cute looking girls looking my way . I thought to myself that this university would have been cool to go to, the whole place felt alive. I was still in the car with my dad driving down that narrow road looking for a park, but we reached the end and nothing. He then starts backing up the car and just goes so fast, he's looking behind us as he drives and looks so comfortable driving. I think to myself how good at driving he must be, especially since the road was so narrow. It really blew my mind. I notice also how damn long the road seems to be, was it always this long? We've been reversing for ages. I know that the road wasn't this long when we first went down it (low level awareness but I didn't get lucid). We're finally out and he turns the car around. "How come you didn't send me to this university?" I ask
      "Because I worked too damn hard" he replies (or something along those lines). He wanted me to go to a good university, though in RL he had no influence on my choice ^_^.
      I have to go back to my university now, so we both step out of the car. The place around us is quite active, there's a lot of people walking around since it's the middle of the day at a university. I run around the car and give my dad a big hug, "Love you dad!" I say with a profound sense of affection. I felt like my dad was just awesome . I wasn't even the slightest bit embarrassed about all the people that were looking at us. I head to the front entrance of the university by myself so I can catch a taxi home. The end.
    8. 10/1/15 - Naekkeo Haja!

      by , 10-01-2015 at 11:17 AM
      I'm standing on a wide staircase that's outside in someone's backyard. I'm standing in the center of it. Above me are a group of people gathering together and I'm sure they are talking about me and laughing at me. A couple members of my family are a part of the group. I'm annoyed but not quite mad enough to yell at them or doing anything about it. I think, “screw them!” I turn around quickly and look below me. At the bottom of the staircase is Hoya. I look down at him and he looks up at me. We both smile widely at each other and while looking at him, I scream at the top of my lungs, “ THREE - TWO - ONE!” He immediately yells back, “NAEKKEO HAJA!” We then run to each other , hugging and laughing as we sing the whole of "Naekkeo Haja" as loud as we can.
    9. Nonlucid singing

      by
      gab
      , 09-12-2015 at 05:40 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      9.12.15

      Sleep during night since I'm off.

      DR

      Lol ok, so I'm living in a grocery store, more exactly on the end of one of the isles. I don't have any furniture or signs of me living there, but I feel like that's my home : ((((

      I see an old singer tha I love walking by and I want him to sing. I don't know how to make that happen, so I start singing my favorite song by him in hopes that he will join me.

      I'm aware that I'm horribly offkey, but my want to hear him sing trumps my embarrassement.

      He does join me in singing and fills in the places where I don't know the lyrics. He seems to be humored by all this and again, I don't care. I'm just so happy and I can't wait to tell my mom that I sang with him, since he is her fave singer as well.

      Then I went on thinking which other songs she would like played at her funeral : ((

      When I woke up, I didn't remember this dream, but soon I started to sing this song in my head and then I remembered.
      Tags: singing
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      non-lucid
    10. New Apartment/Bullies

      by , 06-08-2015 at 03:19 PM
      No lucid dreams for me last night. Also no epic adventure dreams. Back to regular dreams.

      In one of my dreams my friend Sherri and I were moving into this apartment together in Hollywood. The apartment not only had a loft but had three levels. I was telling Sherri that I had never seen an apartment this big (dream sign: big or unusual houses). I told her my plans on fixing up the loft area really cool with these little lights.

      Later, we were walking around the huge pool that was part of the apartment complex. We were looking for some clean towels, like they have at hotels. As we walked we started singing Scarborough Fair. We got some good harmony going and sounded good, so I wasn't embarrassed singing in front of all the people at the pool.

      Then we saw a group of guys surrounding a younger guy. The younger guy was skinny and looked about 16. The older guys were all picking on him and being really mean.

      I couldn't stand it. I needed to do something. I wasn't lucid, so I didn't know I had super powers. So I did the first thing that I could think of. I pushed my way past the bullies to where the younger guys was, and I put my arm around him and glared at the other guys. "What do you think you're doing to my boyfriend??" I demanded.

      They all stopped and looked at me...then at the younger guy...then at me. They had a look of disbelief on their faces.

      I wasn't sure if they were surprised because they thought I was too pretty or too old to be with this guy. Or maybe it was because I was glaring at them like I would kill them if they did anything else to him. Slowly they all walked away. The skinny guy smiled at me. He looked quite surprised himself, but also grateful. I felt glad to have been able to help.

      I can't remember where the dream went from there.
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    11. LD #37 Party Time!

      by , 05-05-2015 at 01:32 PM
      At a Bar/Halloween Monster Attack!
      I am at a bar with my father and wife. I get in line for drinks, and comment how amazing long the line is. My wife goes off to mingle, and repeatedly brings me drinks, despite the fact that I am waiting in line for drinks. I warn her that I will be drunk if she brings me many more, and jokingly act intoxicated. This makes the woman in front of me laugh and we start talking, she is a very attractive brunette with shoulder length hair and green eyes, mid 30's by appearance. She asks me "What do you do?" I explain my job to her and ask her what she does. She tells me about some outdoor adventure camp she works at. My wife comes back and we all leave the bar, but now my father has become a generic dude and the woman just kind of vanishes. We step outside into the parking lot, it is nighttime and there are various people in what appear to be halloween costumes walking around. I see our truck, it is a white silverado, and we start to walk towards it, the generic dude with us gets in first. I look off to the right and see a guy jokingly lay down on what appears to be a prop grave. He says "hey, look at this!" and laughs to his friends. Zombie like hands pop out of the piled dirt and start to drag him down, he screams and I realize all of the monsters wandering around are real! I open the door to the truck and in the driver seat is an ugly woman, she has eaten the generic dude and all that remains is a purple bag of goo. I yell at her and push her out of the truck and slide over into the driver's seat. I lean out of the door and yell to my wife "get the fuck into the car....now!!! we have to get out of here!!"

      LD #37 Party Time!


      I am at a party, and walking into the kitchen I pass a man leaning against the doorway, I pass him and turn around, and instantly know I am dreaming. I say aloud "I am dreaming, this is a dream!" I walk out into the other room and see a young man standing in the middle of the room, I narrate "I am going to slap his face." My narration comes out a beautiful, perfect pitch falsetto singing. I approach the man and slap his face 3 times, he just stares at me blankly. I look around the room and marvel at the perfect, crisp detail. I look at some beautifully carved chairs, there is a full set of 4 around a dark wood table. I think how amazing and realistic they look. I remember "this is a perfect rendition of my aunt's living room" (this is a false memory, although there is some resemblance) I turn around and continue to sing "I am going to walk through this wall and appear in another place!" I confidently push through the wall on my right and cleanly pass right through. I appear in a galley kitchen. The floor is white tile and the ceiling is low and there are fluorescent lights in the middle of the ceiling. The walls are light blue with white trim near the floor. I walk through this room and into another living room type area. I decide I am going to take a psychedelic substance (Harvard dream researcher Alan Hobson mentions this in his book and I thought it interesting) I find a candy dish and intend it to be psychedelic candy. I pick up a piece, knocking several on the floor in the process. The candy is white and red peppermint. I unwrap it and it turns blue in my hands. I put it in my mouth and swallow it, no taste. I walk around singing "the visuals will start soon, I have taken psychedelic candy", again in a beautiful, perfect voice. I walk out into another room and marvel at the perfectly detailed rock wall, thinking again "this is so vivid and realistic!!" I look and see a group of guys sitting and playing cards at a round white table. I decide that I will roundhouse kick the man nearest me. He is wearing all black, with a black "mugger hat", and impossibly dark stubble on this face. As I get ready to kick him he stands up and walks away. I notice the environment has faded and is "shaky" I start to rub my hands together, but the dream fades and I wake up.

      This was my longest and most vivid LD yet, surprising in light of my recent slump.
    12. March 12th 2015 Sporadic LD as Practice Derailing

      by , 03-26-2015 at 12:49 AM

      This seems to be a good example of what my lucidity looks like when my LD practices derail. After this sporadic and seemingly short LD (unless I forgot parts of it and dwindling recall is to blame), I had an 11 day dry spell which is unusual for me this far into my practice. Such dry spells only seem to pop up every so many months…maybe 4-6 months?

      Thu, 12 Mar 2015:

      Chance to get lucid as I slept in the before my dental appointment to 8:25am
      1030pm? 1230=quick btw 4am wbtb(5.5h) At my #uncleT 's house I go into his room several times to use the #bathroom and the last two times I notice I can hear their phone calls via the speaker phone #answeringMachine in his in-room office suite through some double doors. Some thought about what area codes may be included in a metro calling plan but they all seem to be my local area IWL not his.
      Had recall at 12:30 but didn't want to record and only spent very minor brain energy to try to mentally store before realizing I may wake too much. Can't remember at moment.

      Something with a #black lady that doesn't trust the Chicago? #police. I forget to tell her the train option for getting between two cities and I see a #map with train system between those two cities in a big wide u shape. A scene then plays out that we seem to be watching at my uncles house TV in crowded family room couch where a black man is being tracked by the police and he grabs a #hostage at a busy train station or airport before a #crowd surrounds him and several have #guns. One guy carefully points his #gun at him at close range and #shoots him. Gasps all around.#hostage #vigilante


      Holding #baby #singing hush little baby. also watching #kids they run outside to the neighbors to get into mischief and I go inside the house to let the mother know that they ran off
      *Leaving #work with some #coworkers and we're talking about some #controversy about a cell #phone or two that was issued to some people for my work including D(the hilarious guy) "you know they may still be using it to do something with the phone calls" something about cutting into phone calls. we are going to my house for some reason and the guy that does <snip> is there and I'm guessing he's inspecting what I have set up here and we all go into the same house. "might be messy" and at some point I realize I'm dreaming perhaps through the "if I were dreaming I would" mental process and I pick up one of the female coworkers and float her to the top of the two story vaulted ceiling and back down to the floor. There are a lot of #kids here and a sexy lady and I <2nd base sexual interaction> at some point I lose lucidity probably doubting whether or not I should be so sexual and more kids are arriving and I think there's too many kids maybe someone can take them to the park while we're here but one of them ladies that brings the kids says she's been to the neighbors next door and they have a lot of board games so start to go with her to knock on the neighbors door but it seems like she turns too early into my #garage and wouldn't you know coming out of my garage is my #Mom saying that she has to go somewhere and I'm happy to see her she has short blonde hair and then I realize she's not supposed to be here oh yes I'm dreaming I forgot I give her a big hug to enjoy the moment since I don't see her very often then shortly after I wake up. No.295
    13. Garnet, spider, dye and music class

      by , 03-22-2015 at 06:32 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
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      1. Steven Universe dream, it ran like a typical episode, but all I remember is Garnet saying some motivating line.

      Inspiration: I’m up to episode 23 now!

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      2. There’s a ~deadly~ cave cricket (jump spider) in the (not WL) kitchen, and it will.not.die. I smash it with a broom a number of times but it keeps coming back. I finally smoosh the broom over it and think I get it, but then Smoke (passed away IWL) comes over to check it out. I panic and kick my foot towards him.

      I wake up, kicking something at the foot of my bed. Once I realize what happened, I try to figure out what I kicked, because I definitely felt something solid. I worry that I kicked Jazzy but I think the door is still pulled two from last night. Then it creaks open and answers my question for me.

      Inspiration: There was one in the house last week, and me and my dad fear them sooo much that I was worried I’d have a bad dream about it. Welp.

      3. Melly, me and Rane are getting our hair dyed. It’s in our hair and we’re just waiting for it to settle into how dark we want the colors to be.

      Mom is with me and points out Melly’s, she says it’s too much, so I need to be careful. I look at my hair and see the purple and pink dye on each side of my head. I can’t remember if it was my hair or someone else’s but the right side was way too much pink, but I thought that maybe different hairstyles would fix it.

      Inspiration: Thinking about dying my hair yesterday.

      4. I’m in a class. The teacher starts handing out papers. I look at the heading on the top of mine and it has ‘Christian’ in the title. I think to protest that I’m not even Christian, but for some reason give up on the idea.

      We’re supposed to fill in information on this guy. The teacher comes over and leans over me, and starts to explain how I need to fill out certain answers. As she does, I worry that the other students can’t hear her, so how will they know what to do?

      She says that his website has changed to the .com extension. I look at what it was before – something like .co.mt. She points to where he went to school and tells me what to put. I look at what’s written (in pencil) but can’t remember what it says.

      She’s back to where she started and talking about how she changed a few things about ‘the song’, because it was a ballad, and she didn’t understand why he had to include a curse word. I think that it isn’t right.

      She goes around watching over the students, and suddenly starts singing. The class joins in, me especially loudly, though I don’t remember the lyrics now.

      Then I’m working on the second worksheet, it’s something about health. We’re supposed to answer what foods have certain things in them, like GMOs. I’m stumped.

      A girl comes into the class late and sits across from me. I wonder if she’ll get into trouble but the teacher doesn’t seem to care.

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      The girl had short (almost chin-length) light brown hair that had a bit of a static electricity problem. She says that she was fixing it up. I feel like I should complement her even though it’s pretty plain looking and strands are sticking out. As she starts working on the papers, I wonder how she’ll know what to do.

      Inspiration: the ‘mt’ part of the extension comes from a reviewer of a manga I linked to somewhere. The censoring is from me thinking about this song I was listening to while exercising yesterday. The girl is definitely inspired by Androssi in the Tower of God webtoon. The school part might have come from me thinking about college. ‘Christian’ may have come from me thinking about the radio station dad listens to.
    14. Singing in the Rain

      by , 03-09-2015 at 07:26 PM
      Me and a few other family members, including my brother-in-law and aunt, were watching a movie inside the living room of my home. The movie was seconds away from being over and we were reeling in on the resolution moment of it. Me and my aunt were so much in to this movie that she almost held on to me as we both noticed a helicopter being shot down in the movie. There was a creepy vibe to it, not just what was happening on screen but something I felt going on in the living room. I'm not sure how exactly what I saw but, moments later, I showed up somewhere inside that scene along with the rest of my family members watch that movie.

      We were now in what seemed to be a parking lot of a small residential home. There was a long baseball field in front of it. There was also rain, but it felt like heavy rain. I had myself crouched down on the floor, watching what was left of the helicopter explosion that took place moments before. As I watched the flames and ashes floating away from the scene, I sang a tune as I slowly moved back away the explosion area.

      "When You're worried and you can't sleep, just close your eyes and count your blessings"

      I continued singing this tune as I moved up towards the stairs that would eventually led me towards the building that sat on this parking lot. My family followed.

      "and you'll fall sleep counting your blessings."

      The rest of my family were the first ones to run in to the residential home. I'm not sure what was in there, nor did I care much about it. All I wanted to do was listen to myself singing while being comforted with rain. Eventually, I began gaining consciousness of where I was. When I finally reached the building, I became lucid.

      After becoming lucid, I immediately ran in to the home, inside the garage. I walked past the garage and in to what seemed to be another garage in the same small building. I stopped and tried calming myself down. I told myself something along the lines of "This is a dream. I want to stay in this dream." I'm not sure what I said exactly but whatever it was, I felt a better sense of control of prolonging the dream. There was also someone with me. I'm not sure who. Probably someone who lived at the home? I'm not sure. He followed me as I went storming out of the house and towards the inner part of a high school.

      Once I reached what seemed to be a high school lunch area, I stopped and observed the environment. I noticed several students scattered all over the place, going on about their day. I saw several of my classmates standing around a drinking fountain, or so that's what it looked like - a fountain? The rain still went on, but not as much as it was a few moments ago. Suddenly, I felt this strange substance building up in my mouth. I'm not sure what it was, but I didn't like it. It started building up rapidly, eventually filling up my whole mouth. I put one of my fingers inside my mouth, hoping it would just be a bubbling type of food, but instead found a white-rice type of food. I don't even think it was rice, it tasted much more disgusting than that. I tried spitting it all out but before I could, woke up.
    15. The Phase

      by , 02-26-2015 at 04:51 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      I've been sitting on a write up from www.obe4u.com. The technique they have outlined is basically DEILD but with a SSILD like twist. All you do is do the normal DEILD effort and then apply various "OBE" techniques in a cycle. The idea is that if one doesn't start to work after about 5 seconds then you move on to one of the others. It's best to give it a full read to understand. Anyway, I finally started to seriously try this method last night along with the beginner exercises from Mastering Astral Projection: 90-day Guide pre-bed — I'm only reading the Google Play sample for now. I don't know if my intention was strong, but I have several awakenings all night and remembered to give this a shot. I kept moving when I woke up, but after the 4th or 5th awakening I finally got it.

      #415 - DEILD

      I wake from a dream a bout the braid machines at work. I accidentally move as I wake, but go ahead and do my version of Robert Monroe's technique and focus several inches above my head. Nothing happens right away but I feel some very mild onset of a body shift so I stay at it. A few seconds later I get vibrations. I'm pretty much in, but I go ahead and switch to dream body hand rubbing. Something new happens at this point. It feels like my hands are being pushed away like opposite magnetic poles. I am able to make my hands slowly meet, but they are quickly pushed away again. After some more effort I am able to do some hand rubbing as I watch for visual cues.

      I am not sure how the transition happened, but the next thing I recall is walking down the hallway at my ex-in-laws house. I'm not too happy about this, but I make the best of it. As I walk forward, I feel like some presence is following behind me. I have some random thoughts about the person teaching me better OBE techniques. Then, the idea of being follow get creepy so I try to forget it.

      The house is too dark and I am drawn to a light in the kitchen. There is one small dim light from under a cabinet that doesn't even light the whole room, so I stay there for a moment with expectation of more light. I listen to a lot of music during the day so naturally a song comes to mind. Without really trying or thinking about it I start singing Wallpaper's Evrytm We Do It. While I sing, I look around for more lit areas. I see the front porch light is on and I head outside. Like the kitchen, only a small area is lit up so I wait just a bit to give the dream a little more time. Soon dark void beyond renders the nighttime neighborhood.

      I see something pass quickly down the road. I look, but it's already at the bottom of the hill. I wish that I could go back and remember to look soon. This thought brings the object back up the hill. I see an old Buick backing up the hill, but the driver has the door open and is pushing the car while manning the steering wheel. This is a really odd sight because it's all happening in rewind at real-time. For some reason this is only mildly interesting and I randomly decided to take a walk down the road. I start asking myself what my goals were, but I only drawing a blank. I quickly notice that I am still singing a line from the song, "Every time... we do it... I wanna do it... again. I'm shocked at how clear and tone perfect my voice sounds and I wish that it could sound like that in waking life. The dream instantly fades at this point and I wake up. I try to DEILD back in but nothing works for me.



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