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    1. 26 Mar: Being an Indian goddess

      by , 03-26-2019 at 09:50 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      I live in some ruined temple, like a spirit or ghost, kind of dreamy detachment, not interacting with humans for ages. I am balancing on a swing in a large inner courtyard and singing a song in a traditional Indian style. Then some kind of holy man comes by and sees me. He takes me for a goddess, bows down and worships me. He says my name, something starting with an "S" and kind of long, like Saraswati, but with a couple of "M" in the middle. Slowly I start recalling being this goddess and I feel immensely melancholic, with all the sorrows of the world in my heart. He runs to tell everyone that this goddess is back, thousands come to see me.
      But one man or demon doubts that I am immortal or hates me, so he shoots an arrow at me. I feel pain and he takes it as proof that I am no goddess. Then another man throws another arrow, and another and so forth. The pain is unbearable, but I dont feel that I am dying. Then people who stand by my side also start throwing arrows at the attackers and it seems the whole humanity is fighting, until I fall into the ground, more sad than hurt. Then some men and women around me stop shooting arrows and simply take care of protecting me and taking me to a safe place. They take care of me, remove the arrows with so much love and devotion and I feel better again. The man who threw the first arrow is killed and the fight stops. They bring me back to the temple and organize to take care of me and provide me what I need. I have a room, which looks more like a storage room of antiques, filled with ancient treasures, maybe offerings from my devotees. I feel so tired, I just want people to leave me there quietly alone for eons. But people can't just be quiet, they keep coming to visit me, looking for me, wanting to talk to me.. But I'm like a delicate flower, they shouldn't come close, they shouldn't touch me or talk to me. I stay in absolute silence whenever they address me and I finally decide I need to leave again from this human realm. It's too heavy for me. I hide in a moldy wardrobe, they think I am playing hide and seek and eventually take a peak inside. But I am no longer there. I just needed a dark quiet place to slowly float away to another plane. I can see them as if I am still sitting in the wardrobe, but I am nowhere and everywhere, until humanity needs me and deserves me some day. Then I'll reemerge.
    2. A Stratosphere Experience

      by , 09-14-2018 at 06:42 PM
      I'm with Mom walking through the Vegas strip. I can see the Stratosphere behind some of the buildings and I point it out to her. She starts freaking out about its height, but I keep pointing more stuff out to her, like how there is a crew cleaning the sides of it by hanging from above with long washer brushes right next to the drop zone for the bungee jumpers. I want to go up there so I start heading into the building ahead of me to get there. Eventually, I make it up to the top where I'm on some kind of pendulum swing that moves out over the edge every so often. I'm kind of scared because people are falling off all over the place with no safety stuff on at all. Eventually, it stops and I get off. The people controlling the ride give me some tickets, I guess since I was able to stay on, and I walk away. Later, I'm golfing with a group of people on a very difficult hole. Everyone has hit the ball out of bounds so far, and I barely keep my shot on the course. As we walk along the fairway, people start dumping buckets of practice balls and begin hitting towards the hole. I join them but never get to hit a ball before I wake up.
      Tags: golf, swing, ticket
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. [02-05-2015]

      by , 05-02-2015 at 08:48 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      I was in a museum with group of classmates. There was a swing standing close to some kind of a statue. We all sat on the swing. It was made of wood and chains. I climbed up the wooden construction, and just sat on it. After a while a security officer appeared, and told us to go away from the statue. He looked at us again, and told that we can sit on the swing. I jumped down, and saw some money lying on the floor. I took it all, and climbed up again.
    4. 11-3-14 Florescent-yellow puppy!

      by , 11-03-2014 at 07:52 PM
      For whatever reason, I dreamed I could time travel.

      I went back in time to the point that I was about 8 or 9 years old. I was at a friend's house, and it was late at night and it was raining. The family was furiously cleaning their house and preparing food. I remember the mom sweeping a pile of huge leaves that were lying in the living room into a dust pan. They all seemed to be preparing for company.

      Then company arrived. It was a family I am friends with, only everybody was much younger. Some of them were only twelve. Other significant changes were the fact that one of the son's names was changed to Chris, another son wore glasses, and the eldest children of the family were some dumb-looking twin brothers.

      We all sat down to eat. I kept glancing at one of the daughters. I think I had a crush on her.

      After dinner, the Chris guy and another guy went into another room and started playing with legos. The daughter I had a crush on went in and sat down to watch them. I kind of stepped up next to her and asked if she was cold. She smiled gratefully but didn't reply. So I took off my coat, sort of draped it over her and tore out of the room. I was very shy.

      The next day, we were outside playing. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon. My friend had a huge swing in his front yard. I got on it with the girl I had a crush on. I was still 8, but she was suddenly much older and appeared to be 19 or so. I sat on her lap and held on.

      The swing got going, and instead of going just back and forth, it swung in circles around a pivot mounted on a high pole. The rope extended to be nearly a mile long, and the girl and I swooped around and around a huge radius at a thrilling speed.

      I looked up at the girl. Her hair was blowing, she had her eyes closed, and her face was raised to the sun. She was smiling. I held on tighter, rested my head against her and watched the scenery speed by.

      Then I dreamed we gave our dog a surgery enabling it to have puppies. Then she gave birth to a garish, florescent yellow dog. Think highlighter pen. It was weird. We also owned a steamroller.
    5. Church

      by , 11-20-2013 at 06:31 PM
      Date: 08 Nov

      Wbtb: latte (1/3), 34 mg

      LD: I suddenly find myself in our living room and it is dark. My initial thought is that this is quite a bad location for any TOTY tasks. I take some time to fit in instead of rushing like crazy. There are creepy noises coming from somewhere and I don't feel very comfortable with that, so decide to stay where I am. My hands find the tablet and I use it to light around. I think I am also seeing the HI lights swirling around the room at some point.

      I open the browser and decide to type dreamviews, but as soon as I type "dre" the keyboard changes and I give up. Then think that it will be really cool to play some music. I tap a couple of buttons like the music app and a song starts playing, there's also something on the screen like album picture. I expected to hear some cool dream techno but it's a nice rock song. The only problem is the sound is not loud enough for my preferences. I want the sound to blast all around me or at least to be a bit louder. My tech instinct is to increase the volume on the tablet and I keep on pressing the button but no result.

      I decide to check out how the other rooms look, carrying the tablet to light the way. There are 4 plastic and paper shopping bags in front of the entrance door. I also take a peek in the bedroom and see bf asleep. I concentrate and see a sleeping body where I should be. This feels a bit creepy and I quickly walk away, trying not to wake myself up (also flashing with the tablet in my own face).

      I go back to the living room, now contemplating an exit. The most efficient way seems the window. I face the it, wondering whether to directly phase though it or try to open it, being a bit concerned that phasing might make me end up in the void, like a few days ago. I do a mix of both, half phase, half open the window which is somewhat stuck.

      The outside world is someplace unknown to me, but I don't pay attention to that. I end up on a balcony and try to figure out how to get down from here. There are kids playing on the street, and if I correctly remember the trees' leave are already yellow? I shout something at the kids about them helping me out, more to feel confident that asking for help, then I do the swing forward and end up on the street. Not sure if I used a tree branch or just the habitual move.

      Before I go anywhere, I take a last look at our place. The window is now open, and we are dangerously close to the ground, making it possible for someone to climb back there. I briefly wonder if it is possible that the dream body actually has opened a real window, then dismiss the idea. There are three kids running around, one wears a strange purple clay-like mask on his face. I tell him to behave, there was something that he did. Then, I think I asked them where the wall of China is, but no reply. The kids were pretty independent and lively DCs though.

      I decide to walk around and look for the wall of China. Everything is extremely vivid and stable. It is midday, feels like early fall too. There's so much detail. I see a street name on one of the nearby buildings and try to read it but then change my mind. This time, I decide that I will allow the dream to gently lead me to any desired TOTY objects, rather than me forcing things to appear. As I am scanning the surroundings for something appropriate to use, I notice this church on one of the streets. It's made of pink sandstone, very beautiful. The whole building is absolutely perfect and so elaborate that I just can't believe my mind can create so much and correct detail. Still checking out what's around me, I make sure to also look for any tall buildings that can fit another TOTY. Nothing too tall though.

      I turn right and explore the other street, looking for the wall of china or any elements that might help get there. There are rail tracks in front of what I think is near our place and also a pretty large and quite beautiful train station, its facade is made of bricks with the same pinkish color. I decide to go back, looking for greenery in the other direction. Instead of greenery or the street where I came from, I now find myself facing rail tracks again and a number of heavy trains are passing by. As I wait for them to go away and evaluate the terrain and how hard it will be to cross all these rails, I think it might be a good idea to rub my hands and remind myself that this is a dream. I am casually walking around, rubbing my hands, but the dream already seems out of fuel and I gradually wake up.


      I am supposed to journal, but fall back to non-ld sleep instead.

      Updated 11-20-2013 at 06:33 PM by 61764

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    6. Swings Galore

      by , 05-21-2011 at 07:49 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      Short Lucid

      I was walking into my garage and things seemed unstable and I had an uneasy feeling and just didn't like it at all. I really really wanted to escape somehow, to get rid of the horrible feeling I was having. Then I realized I was dreaming and was glad it was just a dream. I was thinking about how good I was getting at lucid dreaming because everything was very stable now and I wasn't getting overexcited because I was sort of used to it. I thought about what I should do, and contemplated flying and stuff but decided not to. I walked outside of the garage into the sunlight and saw some kid standing on the side of the driveway. I don't really know what got into me, but I went over to him and said "Have sex with me." and he just said "okay." I don't think we actually did it and I don't know what happened after that..

      Swings

      I was in my neighborhood walking around and really wanted to go swinging. I came to a house that looked like you could cut right through the yard and get to the park with the swings, so I walked in back and saw a lady staring at me. I didn't want to look like I was intruding so I just kept walking and walking through more and more yards until finally the park came into view. There was a small swing set with some small, boring swings on it and beyond that were tons more swings, so I kept on walking until I got to the main part of the park, which turned into a neighborhood type thing, and it was completely filled with swings. But every single swing was filled up, so I kept on walking and looking for somewhere to swing. Apparently it was a new hobby for everyone, kids, adults, and even elders, to go swinging. People would stay overnight in these small house type places and try to get up early or reserve a place to swing. I think I actually stayed in one for the night, and eventually found a swing.
      Tags: swing
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    7. 31/07/2010

      by , 08-02-2010 at 07:52 AM (scumpy's journey to lucidity...)
      I suspect going lucid a couple times but waking up straight away.

      1) I remember something to do with the TV show fringe....

      2) I've somehow bought a old trailer/house from an old lady, it needs serious repairs. A repair guy comes to inspect it and as he enters one of the old ladys plates falls off the wall, I notice that she has plates hanging on all the walls and that the top of the walls need repairs, the floor is also wonky. There are cinder blocks and a trampoline holding up the floor underneath the trailer. I remember telling someone that at least once it's fixed I'll have a trampoline . I remember looking around the garden there was a tree and a swingset.
    8. Swingsets, Children

      by , 11-04-2008 at 12:10 AM
      Had a creepy dream that I was in a house in the middle of nowhere. It had belonged to long-dead relatives, one in particular a woman, who had left behind a quilt and some other odds and ends, but all were relics from the 1800s. In any case, the house had little ghost-children who wandered around outside and on the porch, even during daylight. They wanted me to come outside and play. I was understandably reluctant.

      Then dreamed I was swinging, only I couldnt get the swing going, and when I did, I kept falling off.