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im in front of my old house with a bunch of peaple and i have head phones in but they keep getting relly tangled so i keep untangling them,it raining and im saying im going in the house but i dont then were just in a van going to church were all in blue coouts that reach down to are feet i have to untangle my head phones agian then were in this big biulding like huge i think it a church peaple are singing and it really crowded with millions of peaple ;i look to my right and see a room with clouds coming out of it i some how know that hevan so i go in because there no room for me so i go in with my mom so i dont have to get up by my self.Im thinking it sucks for my sisters beacuse they cant get up alone; when i walk in to the room i make a cloud float away and the floor all white i site down on the floor being quiet becuase i dont know if i deserve to be there this little kid is in there to i guess we are realted he white and he in this many star wars miny trooper thing he has to get out of it beacuse his friend dosent have one and thats not fair. when i click a button on the trooper thing it lowers and he looks at me all crazy like WTF then i take of is shoes becacuse there like sonic shoes or somthing and is friend dosent have them;there baby blue he like 4 im only taking these things away from him beacuse is mom my mom is telling me to. Then there this bed in front of me it black and the girl thats was sopost to be my mom is now the other little boy big sister this guy comes in and give me 40 bucks saying we get are money back i look at the two 20 and there green but they have darker black ink in the center i lay them on the bed saying i will leave them for are parents then the girls dog that was on the bed ate one of the 20; so i grab the other one and give it to my mom in the corner and she says well that sucks for them

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16.05.2011

MMA Fights (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some place about fighting, possibly the MMA or some boxing place. The place was huge. There were big locks and chains. There were some training devices that were like videogames.

The screen was about 50 inches and it had several cameras. You had to fight (for real) with a guy and the device would say how good or bad you performed. I realized I am not a fighter but a more spiritual person. However, I wanted to give it a shot.

Some slender guy who was taller than me approached and got read to fight me. I was not afraid as I knew how to deal with tall people. This guy threw me a kick so I grabbed his leg and swept his other leg. As he fell to the ground, I fell on him, elbows first to do extra damage on his face, however, for some reason I hit his ribs. I started to punch his face, right, left, fight, left... His face was not damaged, but he fainted due the pain.

I was excited because I was going to be respected if I won two fights in a row. A friend congratulated me and told me my next opponent was coming up. Another male, who was African American approached at me. He looked very strong and sharp. My friend told me, "This one does not talk! Watch out!"

The fight was more like an MMA fight, the both of us got hit. Suddenly, this video game beeped indicating that we both were about to loose. I started to hit him stronger, but he blocked all my attacks when he hit me once. I was up for more, but the system told I lost. I could see some status indicating our damage. The other guy was 99% damaged. I was a little pissed as I almost won, but ended up loosing.

I went outside and told about this to a friend. My friend told me it was a strong one and that it was very good for me that I almost beat him.

I had a FA in my room and went ahead to write the dream now. The clock of the microwave was blue instea of its regular color. I turned lucid and decided to go for a flight. I got out from home and started to fly, however, I realized that my previous dream was too long to start a new one, so I wanted to wake myself up to write it down and then, induce a LD.

I had another FA in my room. I went to my microwave and instead of the time it had └■ [COLOR="#DC143C"]I felt a little annoyed because I did want to wake up, and opened the microwave assuming it would not lit up, it did not. I woke myself up again.

Date: Friday October, 2010
Time: 2:30 pm.

red=Lucid

Note: There may have been some communication with either another being, or a direct link to my subconscious.

So I laid down to take a quick hour long nap. I start to slowly enter SP, I feel the all to familiar energy waves crash over my body. I still get excited when this happens. The auditory hallucinations kick in. I remember I was thinking about something, but my thought trails off into a sort of dream where I enter a trance and am not even conscious of the fact I am falling asleep. I quickly realize what is happening and come back to consciousness before I fall asleep regularly. I start off with some hypnogogic imagery. Shiny multicolored light appears, little windows show up, giving me images and choices of what kind of dream I would like to enter.

The imagery stops and I find myself in a dream, but I am not lucid yet. I am being mauled by my dog (who was sleep right beside me ha ha.) I remember falling to the floor and not being able to ask for help. I keep calling out my sister's name in hopes that she will hear me. No sound comes out of my mouth. I soon realize that the dog, although biting me. It isn't doing any damage, or pain. I "wake up"from it, but fail to realize the FA that just happened. I fall back asleep, but my consciousness wakes up, and I realize I just was dreaming, and that I still am. I crawl out of bed, and instead of being in my bedroom, I am in my place of work. I become lucid immediately.

I walk around the store for a bit, but I end up blacking out. I wake up again into another FA, where I am standing in my backyard. I feel unusually confident in my ability to control my dream. Which for some reason I start to fight a DC. At first its a fist fight, but then I start controlling the elements. I forcefully push him with a gust of wind.

To test my ability further, I go into my front yard and see several tornadoes whirling around. I grab one and throw it at the DC. He can't do anything but grab onto the car that is in my driveway. So I push the car out of the yard with my mind. The fight finishes, and I start looking around. The neighborhood looks different. I see my brothers Jamie, and Jay in my dream on the deck. The day turns to night as I walk up the stairs. Jamie turns to me and says "What's up Joe!" and my other brother says high. I noticed that they were drinking beer. I was going to go grab one, but decided not to. Instead I look up and jump up into the sky.

I fly easily, something I never have been able to do without the most extreme amount of effort. I look around and get the exciting butterfly feeling as I do when I am at extreme heights. I see the millions of houses, and building structures. The world seems so real. I start doing loops in the sky, and decide to fly super low to the ground and great speed. I make a beeline toward the earth. I end up spotting a big pool and dive for it. Free falling is really scary, and I almost forgot that I was dreaming. I splashed into the pool, water waves crashing over the sides of the square in ground pool. I decide to go underwater, my speed isn't affected but my clothes are soaked. I didn't feel wet however.

I see tunnels underwater, it is really dark. I can breathe underwater and was going to go explore the tunnels but decided against it. Flew out of the water back up into the sky. I remember a thought I had when walking my dog outside at night. I remembered I wanted a cool night air time flight, where I could feel the breeze of the wind rush against me, and smell the familiar air that is so distinct to the night. I became completely relaxed as I flew on. I must have flown across entire cities as I lost track of time. Just completely deep in my thoughts.

The flight ends abruptly as I kind of black out and appear outside of some random house, in a random neighborhood. I notice the house I am in front of is on a hill, and looking down the hill notice a straight long street. I see other dream characters walking around doing what they do. I decide to start a fight, so I go to some random dude in a truck and say that I can control him. He was a decent sized fellow, with a scruffy brown goatee and short brown hair. Was wearing a plaid jacket and blue jeans. I start to try and control him, but I can't for some reason, so he walks up on me and actually forces me to my knees. No matter how hard I try, I can't do anything. That quickly stops as I get aid from another DC. The guy I picked a fight with runs down the street, and me and the other DC give chase, running at super fast speeds. We never catch him as I end up in a weird room presumably in the house I was just in front of.

I hear a radio, I see a t.v, and there are two other DCs in the room. I do not recognize either of them. The room was small, with black and white tile on the ground, a green two people seat couch in the middle facing the t.v. There is a radio playing in the corner of the room by a door that leads outward. One DC was standing in the doorway of the room, the other sitting on the couch. I remember hearing a cool song play, and wanting to write it down or try to remember it for when I wake up. But couldn't. Then I hear a freestyle rap going on. One of the lines I tried to remember was "I am like the bank cashing all the checks....." and was amazed by how sick the lines were. Me and the DC sitting on the couch were getting hype by this rap. That soon ended as the t.v shut off. I started paying attention to some sort of noise playing in the background.

I turned toward the radio and went to it. I sat down and listened to it. It sounded like white noise, and the occasional station being flipped through. But at a super fast rate. I had a thought that this was my subconscious trying to speak to me. The words were going incredibly fast. I had another thought that said this was how fast I was thinking subconsciously. Then another thought came into my mind that said this was everything I heard today being played back to me by my subconscious. As if all the commercials, all the songs, all the conversations I heard were being played back to me at an undecipherable rate. Then I heard words, I couldn't write them down as I remember that I can't bring anything back from the dream world so it would be pointless.

It started speaking to me this voice. It told me my fear. That I would not make it to heaven, or purgatory. That my fear was that I would end up in hell. That I thought I was doing everything wrong in life, but wasn't. Only that I had to switch a few of my habits around. This voice said I was on a path to God, but I have taken other paths leading off of it recently. That if I correct my path I would end up in heaven. Then it went on to say that I do not fear death as others do, but that I have accepted it as a natural thing everybody has to experience. That where I was at was the actual afterlife. I wasn't just inside a dream anymore, I was in a different realm, where DCs are now beings. I asked the two DCs, or beings about it and they told me that the voice was correct. That they aren't just in my dreams, that my consciousness was actually completely in a different place. Right then I just became an observer, and listener. I just went along with it, yet I was still completely lucid (or was I??). Then the voice said (not directly to me as I originally thought.) Since I was not afraid of death, that I would meet it Sunday, the 31st. I would pass on into the current realm I was in. I didn't get scared of this foreshadow, or prophecy but curious on it. Then an announcement happened over a PA system that asked for somebody, I can't remember the name. The voice told me that was the person who was going to die, not me (It could of been talking to someone else entirely.). I relaxed a little more, I asked about God, but the voice went away. Dead silence for a few minutes, then it began to talk again. I stood up accompanied by the two DCs, or beings. I again asked if this was really what the afterlife was like, and they said yes. They lead me out the door, and out of the house were I began to hear a ringing, and realized within the dream that it was my alarm. Disappointed, yet excited I prepared to become awake within the real world (at least what I consider it to be).

I woke up feeling all sweaty, and weird contemplating all that had happened.

Date:10-27-10
Time: 2:30 pm.

This isn't a dream post in the regular sense, this is more of food for thought. Different (not new) ideas about dreaming. I mention God, and soul, but there isn't a specific religion, and this isn't me preaching. I don't mean to offend anyone, or take anyone's enjoyment out of Lucid dreaming, if you don't agree, that is perfectly fine, but this post is more for the thinkers on the sight. Also I don't take on sides of Astral Projecting/OBEing/Lucid dreaming. Instead I think of them more of experiences than any kind of category. I will post a link to a new thread, so please do not comment here. Comment on the actual post. Thanks, and enjoy!

What if lucid dreaming was more than dreaming while being conscious What if it was a gateway to another world? Think about it, all of the dream characters some of them you have never seen before, what if they were actual beings? Sure some of them are just DCs representing you, but what if there were others that weren't? Today I took an hour long nap, a successful wild! After several failed attempts at realizing FAs, I finally started to think, I ended getting out of my bed at my place of work. From there the rest were LDs. This isn't going to be a post about my specific LDs (coming shortly), they are about my ideas that I ended up with during the dream.

I want to make a few notes about what I have discovered in the dream world today. First DCs are representations of yourself. What ever your thinking, that DC will be saying. I noticed several times when I was thinking or talking to myself, a nearby DC was repeating it, at first I didn't think anything of it, since it always happened, but now I paid attention to what I was thinking, and who was talking. The exact same thing. Now this idea goes further with, whatever your doing (just not controlling the dream world, instead just letting it happen) will be done to you. I noticed a DC eating something, but for some odd reason my mouth felt like it was full of food and I couldn't do anything. I didn't put two and two together until today as I have had that happen several times. Other properties about yourself can be manipulated by a DC along with the DC can manipulate yourself. You almost trick yourself out when in a dreamworld. Once I understood this, then I could control anything I wanted. I could fly at will (no arm flailing), summon tornadoes, breathe underwater, run super fast, read minds (my own haha), shoot energy blasts, and tons of others when the other night all I could do was explore. Flying was the best one I got the hang of it, no more butterflies, just the excitement to be able to fly! I used to walk my dog at night, and looked up into the sky and said I wish cool nights like this were in my dreams, and that I could fly! Today it happened! More to what I accomplished in the actual dream journal entry!

Have you ever heard a radio in your dreams? For me I never noticed until now, but there were always some kind of background noise somewhere. Once I started listening to it I found the source. It sounded like rapid clips of commercials, shows, and songs put together, and having it play super fast. Kind of sounds like channel surfing. You have the white noise, and occasionally you'll come across a channel that works and hear it for a second until you switch it. Now imagine there are hidden messages within it. It seems like your being is being contacted (no pun intended) by another being through this. I listened closely at it. First I thought it was just everything I heard today being played at a super fast rate, that my subconscious was playing it out. Then I thought it was all of my thoughts playing at a super alarming rate, since my dream is within my head, people can speak as fast as they think! there are no physical limits.

Then I heard the word God a couple of times and sat down next to it and listened. It brought up all of my concerns about dieing. It even said I had till Halloween night, or right around it until I was going to die. Then an announcer came on the speaker phone of were I was at and asked if there was some body named something was there, I couldn't remember the name. And the radio laughed and said never mind. They said that i was afraid of being just short of making it into purgatory and that I was afraid I would end up in hell. That was correct, that is what I am afraid of, not death itself. They said something about cleaning up my act, and that I would make it to heaven eventually, I just have to make peace with God. Then I tried asking a question but the radio shut off. It turned back on after a couple of minutes and said that what I was experiencing was part of the afterlife, since we have a soul we are able to just barely connect with other souls. But there are still DCs that were just DCs made up by my mind.

Then I met two people who escorted me around my dream, I asked questions about this afterlife thought, and said it was true. I just thought back to when somebody on here said DCs tend to try and trick you into believing your not dreaming. So I denied it for a couple of seconds until I thought of something. I asked well aren't you two apart of my dream, so I can control you, and I attempted to control them and their actions, but I couldn't. I could do it on everything else, but couldn't on them. So I began to wonder about it. They said we were able to control what we called a "dream" by physical manipulation of the environment. Since there were no laws of physics, I could fly, but it was me flying, it was the environment bending to what I wanted. Objects can appear, because the environment put them there, not us. That is why we have to turn around think of something, then turn back around and it is there. Then shortly after all of these thoughts I woke up, but with brand new ideas of what the meaning of our dreams, and why we have them.

Date:10-27-10
Time: 2:30 pm.

This isn't a dream post in the regular sense, this is more of food for thought. Different (not new) ideas about dreaming. I mention God, and soul, but there isn't a specific religion, and this isn't me preaching. I don't mean to offend anyone, or take anyone's enjoyment out of Lucid dreaming, if you don't agree, that is perfectly fine, but this post is more for the thinkers on the sight. Also I don't take on sides of Astral Projecting/OBEing/Lucid dreaming. Instead I think of them more of experiences than any kind of category. I will post a link to a new thread, so please do not comment here. Comment on the actual post. Thanks, and enjoy!

What if lucid dreaming was more than dreaming while being conscious What if it was a gateway to another world(Not the astral realm, but the after life!)? Think about it, all of the dream characters some of them you have never seen before, what if they were actual beings? Sure some of them are just dream characters representing you, but what if there were others that weren't? Today I took an hour long nap, a successful WILD! After several failed attempts at realizing false awakenings, I finally started to think. I ended getting out of my bed at my place of work. From there the rest were lucid dreams. This isn't going to be a post about my specific lucid dreams (coming shortly), they are about my ideas that I ended up with during the dream.

Getting started: I want to make a few notes about what I have discovered in the dream world today. First dream charactersare representations of yourself. What ever your thinking, that DC will be saying. I noticed several times when I was thinking or talking to myself, a nearby dream character was repeating it. At first I didn't think anything of it, since it always happened, but now I paid attention to what I was thinking, and who was talking. The exact same thing was being thought, and said. Now this idea goes further with, whatever your doing (just not controlling the dream world by manipulation, instead just letting it happen) will be done to you. I noticed a DC eating something, but for some odd reason my mouth felt like it was full of food and I couldn't do anything. I didn't put two and two together until today as I have had that happen several times. Other properties about yourself can be manipulated by a DC along with the DC can manipulate yourself. You almost trick yourself out when in a dreamworld. Once I understood this, then I could control anything I wanted. I could fly at will (no arm flailing), summon tornadoes, breathe underwater, run super fast, read minds (my own haha), shoot energy blasts, and tons of others when the other night all I could do was explore. Flying was the best one I got the hang of it, no more butterflies, just the excitement to be able to fly! I used to walk my dog at night, and looked up into the sky and said I wish cool nights like this were in my dreams, and that I could fly! Today it happened! More to what I accomplished in the actual dream journal entry!

Have you ever heard a radio in your dreams? For me I never noticed until now, but there were always some kind of background noise somewhere. Once I started listening to it I found the source. It sounded like rapid clips of commercials, shows, and songs put together, and having it play super fast. Kind of sounds like channel surfing. You have the white noise, and occasionally you'll come across a channel that works and hear it for a second until you switch it. Now imagine there are hidden messages within it. It seems like your being is being contacted (no pun intended) by another being through this. I listened closely at it.

First I thought it was just everything I heard today being played at a super fast rate, that my subconscious was playing it out. Then I thought it was all of my thoughts playing at a super alarming rate, since my dream is within my head, people can speak as fast as they think! There are no physical limits. Then I heard the word God a couple of times and sat down next to it and listened. It brought up all of my concerns about dieing. It even said I had till Halloween night, or right around it until I was going to die. Then an announcer came on the speaker phone of were I was at and asked if there was some body named something was there, I couldn't remember the name. And the radio laughed and said never mind. They said that i was afraid of being just short of making it into purgatory and that I was afraid I would end up in hell. That was correct, that is what I am afraid of, not death itself. They said something about cleaning up my act, and that I would make it to heaven eventually, I just have to make peace with God. Then I tried asking a question but the radio shut off. It turned back on after a couple of minutes and said that what I was experiencing was part of the afterlife. Since we have a soul we are able to just barely connect with other souls. But there are still dream characters that were just made up by my mind.

Then I met two people who escorted me around my dream, I asked questions about this afterlife thought, and said it was true. I just thought back to when somebody on here said dream characters tend to try and trick you into believing your not dreaming. So I denied it for a couple of seconds until I thought of something. I asked well aren't you two apart of my dream, so I can control you, and I attempted to control them and their actions, but I couldn't. I could do it on everything else, but couldn't on them.

So I began to wonder about it. They said we were able to control what we called a "dream" by physical manipulation of the environment. Since there were no laws of physics, I could fly, but it was not me flying, it was the environment bending to what I wanted. Objects can appear, because the environment put them there, not us. That is why we have to turn around think of something, then turn back around and it is there. Then shortly after all of these thoughts I woke up, but with brand new ideas of what the meaning of our dreams, and why we have them.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

13-10-10 Meditated before going to bed yesterday, which seemed to have a profound impact on recall and gave a couple of the dreams a spiritual direction. No lucids bar a couple of seconds long dream during a WILD attempt in the morning I don't count (I only managed to realise I was free of my physical body and the scene had somewhat stabilised (there was only a ball to begin with). I ended up at a handball game in a theatre, where the referee's table was cheating, before I was slammed back awake >.<)

I am at a dinner party with the family, it is a birthday or Christmas or something similar. I am in the kitchen and as people are leaving the kitchen I notice my grandmother on my father's side at the cooker putting something in the oven. As she is dead this comes as quite a surprise for me. So I address her by her name. “Gerda, is that you?” she confirms this and in a mixture of happiness and stunned surprise I ask her if I am insane. “Yes” she say. My grandfather comes in and starts talking to her. We look at each other and my grandfather proclaims “I knew I wasn't crazy, if you can see her too”. We walk into the living room and she disappears, however we call upon her and as she comes forward more of the family can see her as well. Some are happy others refuse to go in the living room, one proclaim “it smells rotten” which makes me worried if it is a good thing or not. At some point I try and ask her why she still remains, she tells me my grandfather needs her.

…

Many of my dreams were set in a tropical setting so it is a bit difficult to tell where one ends and another begins.

…

I am on a tropical island and we are walking down hill. It seems to be roughly the same group we went to Thailand. I am on the lookout for things that deserve to get their picture taken. Not for myself, I don't have a camera and the ones I have had always break. All of a sudden we are surrounded by weird architecture. It looks somewhat medieval, but has a bit more of a modern tinge to it. At the same time it looks like it belongs there. In retrospect I believe the architecture was impossible in the physical world, but in the dream I just look at it. Some younger fearless children start walking on the walls surrounding the building and the walls I see are fairly thin, this scares me. I stop and think to myself if I have reached the age where I am starting to fear injurries from falling. Normally I would join the children (in my other dreams the place would have been perfect for some parcour).

…

Calle is feeling ill, I am not sure where we are going, but we are travelling somewhere. He is sweating and bright red in his face. I try and calm him down and ask if he has been drinking water, he gives a vague confirmation and doesn't sound convincing. I tell him to keep drinking water, regardless of what it is. I suspect it is either dehydration or panic anxiety. His daughter or wife agrees that he should drink more water.

…

Again on a tropical island that resemble the one with the magnificent architecture. Though I believe we are at the top of the island. Bruce Willis is there, can't remember if he was in character or just himself. He goes on a rampage after becoming angry about something. In the end either me (in 3rd person view) or someone else who lures him into a room and lock the doors. “You understand I had to do this don't you?” Bruce acknowledge without a grudge. Me/him goes into the room, wearing old school divers suits both of them (you know the ones where a fuck off large metal helmet and a tube needed to be attached at the collar of the suit).

Bruce seems to accept that he is to be punished and for some reason a beacon of light that I had not noticed prior shifts and find a girl/woman in the forest, she seems surprised by this. He says something about that me/him has to watch over his light that is needed elsewhere now. The last thing he wants to do is listen to some recordings of a dead language while he reads a translation (thus making the language not dead, but anyways) of the text. He starts chanting and I realise that he is trying to learn the language. This is significant to me in some ways, at least I think it is because I have heard a voice in my head that might be in this language. Should I be able to learn this language maybe I could interpret what is said. I feel an energy building around and inside me.

This energy remains vibrating in my body as I wake up (nope wasn't a FA)

…

I am at some sort of party in the town I grew up. I go somewhere and when I go back I take a path behind the roads. This is very narrow and filled with trees. I have taken off my shoes as I feel like hardening my feet. In the beginning I have my shoes in my hands, but I drop them at some point. The path is difficult to walk bare footed and some times I end up crawling over trees in order to get forward. I sense someone behind me and look down and it is a guy from the town that I am normally disassociated with, but we seem to be friends in the dream and he is at the party as well. He is on a bike and he question what I am doing. I explain the shoe situation and he says “Ah you have no shoes” He gives me a ride (for some reason the path is easily traversable to bikes O.o). I am careful not getting my bare feet stuck in the wheel of the bike although I am close at one point. We get to a shop, he is supposed to pick something up. I say damn, I am sure I had my shoes with me to begin with. I check my pockets, but only a pair of sandals is in my blazer pocket (I am wearing a blazer now, with sandals in the pocket WTF!?). He assures me that he will drive back and get them for me if they are still there, it isn't a long drive. He encourage me to go back to the party.