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    1. Meeting death

      by , 10-19-2017 at 10:13 PM
      I was at my aunts house with my cousin my boyfriend and someone else. My bf wont in the room with us but i knew he was there. Me and the unknown person was playing the game and when we got ready to lay down we turned on Netflix. While we were playing the game a notification on the tv had popped up and said 911 was dialed on the house phone. (My aunts got a really expensive alarm system). So i had clicked the red button on the phone. And continued to play cause the notification went away. Well time went on and When we had went to lay down (it was on the couch but all of us fit comfortably like it was a king Size bed) my bf had walked into the living room and hopped on with us and we had kinda got into little dispute nothing big just petty. But the notification of 911 being dialed popped up on the tv again. The phone was stuck in the couch cushion and i had dug it out to press the end button again. But this time it didnt go through a code had popped up that i had to type in for it to be canceled. But there were symbols that wont on the keyboard i had to type in. Us being afraid the alarm would go off. I had went to check and see if my aunt abled it before she went to sleep. (They have 2 little boxes to set and disable the alarm. One upstairs by their room and another in the game room) i went to the game room to to check the box and before i opened the door I noticed that the garage doors were open outside and i was going to click the button to shut them to. (the game room has a door to the outside of the house and right across the drive way is a separate garage building). When I unlocked and opened the door I noticed the door to outside was wide open to. When i walked in the door i looked to my right and there was a person in a black cloak standing facing the wall. At first i thought it was someone trying to be funny a prank i guess and told him to scat it wont funny. And then he turned around and in my head i had realized it was death or the grim reaper i guess. He didnt have his rod/knife thing though. He had no face either. And i went to scream for my bf but when i opened my mouth nothing came out. I couldnt scream or talk. I looked at death and i mouthed please just let me go say bye. I knew that i was going to dye and i just wanted to let them know i loved them. But death held out his hand to me. His skin was an ugly gray tone and his hand was long and slender. And At first i was captivated it felt like and went to place my hand in his but all of a sudden its like realization hit me and I snatched back quickly. When i did this its like i pissed him off and he curled his fingers and i felt my heart stop. Like i really felt my heart stop. And then i woke up my heart felt heavy i had chills and my room was freezing.
      Categories
      nightmare
    2. 02 June: re-union

      by , 06-02-2014 at 10:34 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Nighthawk comes to see me. I ask him what he wants, I tell him it is too late. But he disagrees, had some sort of enlightening experience. He is sitting on the stairs and I pass by his side, wanting to go inside the house behind him. I feel nothing. He grabs my wrist, pulls me down and as I fall I land on his lap. I feel a warmth in my heart I didn't feel for a long time. We just stay like that, feeling the body heat between us. But then there's some light touch and I can't help to caress his face with my hand, and then we kiss so lightly. I feel something strange, beyond desire, a sweet sorrow of someone who loves but no longer cares, because it can't afford the luxury. It's a feeling hard to define. But on that moment, as we kiss, I feel a sensation of weight and heat in my root chakra, as if he is inside me, although it is impossible since we never take our clothes off or even touch down there. Even so, I have an O and it is one of the most blissful climaxes I've ever had.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Twisted Ends

      by , 01-14-2013 at 04:03 AM
      There's not much I can recall from this night, just a couple of things.

      I was back at school again, not sure what sure what school, so probably Pacific again. The classroom lights were shut off like always in the dreams. The students are sitting around the classroom in the form of a circle. We were the last ones left, all the other kids moved on to bigger and better places. I was stuck with them.

      There was only one face I remember. Her name was Leah. What surprised me the most was that she was a smart one where I actually went to school and she was also Asian. This surprised me because I don't see too many of them around the area I live in the real world. I talked to one but she barely knows English. Ever since I fell in love with someone from Vietnam, I started to feel excited when ever I saw an Asian person in the area I live in. So when I saw Leah in the dream, it felt like she wasn't supposed to be with students who fail lots of tests. Well, that was it.
    4. Lost in Sorrow

      by , 12-17-2012 at 03:15 AM
      I was at it again. Quynh is still haunting my dreams with feelings of suicide and murder. I'm sitting in front of my kitchen table, staring at the memories when me and Quynh were arguing over our friendship. We recently stopped chatting on Yahoo but I thought of others ways to gain back friendship in the dream.

      I was losing myself and never knew when to give up on this girl. I messaged her in the dream and sent her a few photos of different areas of the world. I'm not sure why. She sent back a message telling me she didn't want a virus opening up one of my letters.

      I turned around and stared at the front yard in front of me and wondered what this feeling felt like and why it felt so sad while I was thinking. I heard my mother in the next living room and it only made it worse because the more I saw her sitting on that couch on this boring day, I wanted something bright to come my way.

      I later appeared in my own room, thinking. The room was dark. I laid upon my bed and thought more about Quynh. There was only one option I was able to perform to get rid of these thoughts. I wanted to kill Quynh and commit suicide. It was the only thing I felt was something to wait for. Then I woke up.
    5. Tiger in Joshua Tree

      by , 09-11-2012 at 09:22 PM
      Non-dream Dream

      Dream 1

      I am hiking in Joshua Tree National Park with my wife and a group of about 15 people. I see a large, orange, striped tiger that looks exactly like a Bengal tiger cross the trail up ahead. We call it a bobcat since they are native to this region even though it is clearly a tiger. We all consider ourselves to be extremely lucky to spot one of these creatures in the wild. Then all of a sudden the bobcat circles around behind us and starts fake attacking. It continues to circle us for a while. My wife ways something in another language and I ask her to translate (I don’t remember what she says). Next someone from the group asks “Is this really happening?” I wish a professional was in our group to tell us how to respond to an aggressive tiger.

      Next we are all in my house – specifically the kitchen. The bobcat keeps circling us and we begin to yell at it and start slapping its back to try and scare it away. Finally the bobcat tries to get out of the house but the sliding door is closed. We open it and the bobcat goes out into the back yard. I notice that my cat, V, is out by the pool and I think to myself “Oh it’s gonna be so cool to see how V interacts with the bobcat!” V meowed and the bobcat sees him. At that moment I realize what is going to happen and I am flooded with sorrow and anger (at myself for letting this happen). The bobcat grabs V in his mouth in a flash and carries him over the fence. The whole way out of the yard V’s eyes are locked with mine. I drop to my knees, head in hands, and start crying. A huge wave of emotions and thoughts come over me – it is my fault, the one thing that unconditionally loves me is dead because of me, etc.

      I wake up with the song “Karma Police” by radio head stuck in my head (this is what you get…).

      Dream 2:

      My next door neighbors get a new front lawn installed.

      Dream 3:

      I am at a pool with my wife and we have two kids. I ask some guy for something - I think he is in a phone booth and I ask him for money.

      Updated 09-11-2012 at 09:58 PM by 56962

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    6. Back to the Drawing Board

      by , 06-12-2012 at 02:51 PM
      I'm in a classroom at my old high school again. It looks exactly the same as the last time I saw this in another dream I had before. I'm not sure which room I exactly was in but wherever I was, I think I was dreaming of my old friend Quynh again. I felt bad that she left me and I feel hopeless that I'll never speak to her again. At this time, I think a graduation was also taking place. I'm not sure why but I keep dreaming of that same day when I graduated. I'm in a theater watching a movie with a bunch of other people. There were rows of seats that were empty. Most of the people were sitting in the back with me. I was on the last row. The people from school were already started to leave in other classrooms but the people in the theater were waiting for the movie on screen to be over. I saw Carol, one of my past classmates in piano class. She was kissing a bunch of random guys as were watching the movie. I felt a little sad for not leaving the theater right away because I hated to see the whole graduating class and Quynh leave without me. Wherever they were. I waited a few more minutes and the movie was finally over. Everyone started to exit the theater and as they did, Carol kissed every single guy that passed by her seat. I was sort of jealous, but I didn't let that bring me down. After everyone was finally out of the theater, so was I. I walked outside and appeared to be in the same lunch area like I had in another dream. It looked exactly the same. It was like I was having another graduation. I walked towards the middle of the big lunch area and wasn't sure which way I should go. The whole area was lonely, so it made everyone feel so sad. I decided to take the way where there was more people in it. Towards me I saw a big, plain field with a soccer net on it. It seemed kind of cool to see this but I wasn't sure that I would reach it, because something in the dream might cause me to wake up or a change in scenario. I also saw a few kids around the area. Some of them were teenagers. I walked up to one kid and felt like killing him because I didn't get what I wanted in this dream, that is, being able to be with Quynh. I slowly walked up to him and looked around me to see if anyone was watching. As soon as he reached a dark corner, I slowly crouched down and pounded the back of his head and started attacking it until he fell to the ground. I kept on pounding him for a while and I could feel the strong force I was using. I pushed him towards a wall and started banging his head in front of it. After a while, he collapsed to the floor and appeared to be dead with his eyes open.
    7. Shooting in a public place, tragedy follows

      by , 05-10-2012 at 02:38 AM
      When a exiting a store with Robert (my sig. other) and our 7-year-old daughter, Nikola, she wanders off as we take notice of a tall slender man down in the parking lot, randomly shooting at people with a shot gun. We scream to Nikola to come here and she runs and gets to me, we both lie down on the ground to avoid shots, only to look up and see him standing a few feet away pointing the gun at both of us. Just as he's about to shoot, Robert pulls out a shot gun and starts firing at him. I roll with Nikola down a nearby hill, run down the street and to a outdoor food court. I sit on the ground with Nikola. I am in shock and shaking uncontrollably, unable to speak. I then hear that it has ended. So reluctantly get up and walk up the street toward the store. There are police everywhere. It's now raining. I approach an officer directing traffic. I ask "Is he alive?". The look on his face tells me no. He says "It wasn't from gunshot." then he is distracted and the feeling of total loss and devastation for Nikola and I is overwhelming. Then I wake up.
    8. Slovak Jack

      by , 04-22-2012 at 12:03 PM
      I was at some carnival type of thing like Luna Park and Ihad the thought that when I click I would find 2 dollars on the ground and it worked. So I tried repeating this and it worked eventually I got a lot of money any some of the money was from a different country. I was at a store with my mum and I saw a kid from my school which I kind of make fun of and kind of am friends with. Jack. His mum was there and she was a from slovak speaking country like my mum. Russian, and they were in some family crisis kind of thing which explained why Jack was upset or something.
    9. African Takeover

      by , 01-17-2012 at 05:36 AM (LMR's Mental Adventures)
      I wake up; my mom comes rushing in the room packing stuff into a suitcase. I ask her why she is packing stuff up. She tells me that the Africans are taking over. I don't freeze with fear, I start packing all of my stuff into a bag pack. I look through the window and see the Africans closing in on us. I then begin to rush towards the door. While rushing towards the door I realize that I don't have my iPod. I run back to pick it up. While running out of the door I see some large Africans walking up the stairs holding boxes. I scan the area to find my brother and notice slowly walking down the stairs on the other side of the building. We meet up in the parking lot. While in the parking lot we run and end up at my grandma’s house miles and miles away from my house. All of my family is in my grandma's. It kind of feels like a party. I ask my grandma where T and B went. She says they are in my room. They both run out like party animals and I get energized and forget my house has been taken over. Then I began to mock T because he’s wearing summer clothes in winter. He tries to defend himself from the mocking but just gives up. Somehow my mother, brother, and I manage to make it back to my house. I see Africans rambling and moving stuff around in my room. Then I go up the stairs and burst through the door. When I enter I go on a crazy rampage eventually making the Africans retreat.
    10. The Night Before Last: Collective Identification and Sacred Sorrows

      by , 04-19-2011 at 09:18 PM
      WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
      BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


      From the night before last
      *This is a rough draft that I may or may not get around to cleaning up more*

      There was a slow, tribal, quiet, calm quality to this dream, like the feel of winter. I felt more a part of everything, to the extent that my identity’s separation from the other people in the tribe was vague, as if I was all of them, except the young woman leading the horse.

      One horse knew the way back to our yearly (sacred, I think) place. No humans knew. we all followed. the horse (Neil was his name?) was in front, without a person riding. someone walking besides him so that he would be able to lead. the person still held his reigns loosely. the rest of us on our horses. A very long trek, at least a day.

      We realized we’d lost them. we sped up. Lots of deep snow around as we walked the trail. Then we went downhill a little and it felt like we were in another land. the trail disappeared. Widely spaced, tall trees. The snow looked like it had been blown in exceptional ways. So thin with large mottles on wide scalloped shaped indistinct paths on the ground, like when it is blown off the road and looks like mottled smoke. That magic feeling I get in dreams, where the beauty infuses me. We were there. Or very close. Still looking for the head horse and his companion. Searching, searching.

      After a while of concerned searching, concentrating on which smoke-blown path felt right, I saw them coming down one of the paths toward us. The horse was hurt.

      We went over to them and we saw how badly the horse was hurt. A wide gash to the bone in its front right thigh. Then I saw the leg was missing below. There was a metal plate inside the gash. The girl who had been leading him said she put it there for the horse to heal, but it wasn’t going to help, we knew. The horse had been given an antibiotic but that is not what we called it in the dream. We inspected the gash and went to touch the metal to pull it out so it could heal properly but the girl warned us that it was so painful and infected to the extent that the pain would make the horse go crazy. We understood and sat back, waiting for the antibiotic/pain medication to take effect so we could treat the horse. The horse’s leg had been severed completely (under where this deep gash was?) On reflection (though perhaps it was the calm quality to the dream) I/we felt sadness yet acceptance as well. Something of a treasure, sacred and deep, was potentially leaving us.
    11. Murder & Angels.

      by , 09-17-2010 at 08:31 PM
      I was at my "room" (completely different than my actual room). It had an eerie feeling, my sheets were scarlet red, like I'd like my room to be. But the light of the dream was like greenish-yellowish, quite creepy. My dad came in to tell me that all my family was arriving. My uncle came in and told me he had some cards with our names and their meanings. I picked two and the first one said something like the angels cry, their crystals break and the second one that I was in deep sorrow. I then walked out of my house by my best friend, he told me I had to see this. It was too small kids, one girl, one boy fighting each other. I separated them and took the little girl by the hand. We walked and the little boy followed us, but not trying to fight her anymore. Some women that walked with us told him to stay far, but I told them to let him stay, that he needed help as well. When we were walking back I told them I had to go to work just a few minutes, and the place where I was going said something like Police & Mysteries Department, meaning I was a detective and I investigated murders. I came in with the other detectives, and they told me it was all okay. But one guy started to walk in some tiles, and he removed them, we saw a children's carpet. He was removing tiles and stopped, walked over other tiles. He said he knew what was going on, there was a body there. This other agent had killed another agent. When that agent, the murderer came in, we confronted her and she confessed. The tiles went up and we saw the body, it was still fresh. Then the agent took a knife and killed the others. It was like I wasn't there anymore, just an expectator. I went back to my house, and I woke up. Strange enough, this didn't feel like a nightmare at all.

      Feelings: creepiness, wonder, curiosity, fear (not intense though), the desire to do something, to do justice.