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    1. The a-MAZE-ing Woman

      by , 05-15-2019 at 06:19 PM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #527 DILD

      I am standing in the kitchen and for some crazy reason my little boy gives me a container with a bit of cannabis in it. I quickly hide it in an extra pocket in my shorts before my wife sees and freaks out. While doing so, I notice one of my fingers looks really short and stubby. I immediately recognize this as a dream sign and become lucid. My son asks why my finger looks like that and I tell him its my dream finger. He then runs off outside.

      I walk into the living and see my wife laying sexily on the couch. I suddenly get the urge and we have crazy dream sex until I wake up.


      #528

      I am in a strange hatchback at the gas station. I notice there is some crazy looking tail fin thing on the back of the car. There is no gas cap anywhere. I find it in the back passenger seat floor. The gas tank fills up crazy fast. I comment on it and my wife says its not that fast. The pump clicks off. I let it settle and go for a little more. Gas spews out all over the floor board. It smells but not too bad. We leave with the windows down talking about how crazily made this rental car is. There is some strange issue with the seat belts and somehow throw the whole thing to the back. We laugh about seatbelt laws and I say something about how we should just wrap ourselves with bubble wrap all the time.

      Suddenly, I am flying down a long corridor with infinite intersections at high speed. Each wall has a simple red painting and the walls are a mauve color. Suddenly, I get it. I tell my wife this is a strange dream I am having. We are walking now. I tell her again, mostly for myself, "This is a dream. It's a dream." Her DC seems a little dumb and I want to be alone. I point and tell her to do down a hallway and then turn left. She runs down and turns right. I say, "Nope other left.", but she doesn't hear me. I shrug and walk the other way.

      I ask myself what do I want to do with this dream. "Explore." It's like I am in a huge maze that doesn't make sense but the colors are vivid and amazing. There are so many mirrors now on each wall. I look at myself. I look like a young woman who's face continues to change rapidly. I'm slightly annoyed to be a woman but I don't fight it. Then my reflection actually starts to look sexy and begins doing all the things women do to look hot in selfies. I say, "OOOOO I'm a woman." I touch my lips and my face. I'm attracted to myself. Then I turn old and grey. I say, "Well now I'm an old woman." I lose interest and walk way.

      I want out of the maze now so I climb a wall. The going is very awkward and my right foot never leaves the ground. I feel the sensation of my whole leg stretching out. The whole time I hear the Mission Impossible Theme Song. I whistle to it. When I reach the top, I have to concentrate on returning to normal size. I stand at the top of the maze looking out as far as I can. It's getting dark. I wonder where my wife went to and try to spot her. Suddenly, the dream fades. I lay in bed for a few moments trying to reenter but it's no bueno.
      Categories
      memorable , lucid
    2. The dead and flying in the void

      by , 04-22-2019 at 06:40 PM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #527 DILD

      I am in some church service. I feel so tired and dosing off. I feel I am holding someoneís hand. I think itís my wife. I open my eyes and see my FIL reaching across my wife and holding my hand. Heís smirking. I remember heís dead but I think I must be half dreaming. The next thing I know I wake up and the service is over. I still feel out of it and can hardly open my eyes to see where I am going. I see my dead grandmother following me. I know she is dead but again I think I am half dreaming or hallucinating. After a moment, I stop and hug her knowing people must see me hugging someone invisible like sheís a ghost. In the parking lot some people finally notice I am having a hard time and start asking me whatís wrong. I say I donít know I think maybe I need to see a doctor. I wake up.

      Later, I dream that I am running an electrical test on a wire harness from but I am hooking up the washer and dryer at my house somehow. I walk away because I need some alligator clips. I am at work now and I run into Ryan. I get pissed because heís installed some extra software on the computer and I have no idea what I am looking at. I think about going to IT but I just decide to leave. I wake up.

      Some fragment about how I am able to fly and hover easily. It feels natural. Just a thing I can do.

      I wake up determined to get lucid as I watch HI. After some time, I notice I am on a skateboard and have stopped to look at a loose bolt on the trucks. I realize I am in a dream and I float away. I fly high in the sky and see some blue sky and clouds but the dream turns mostly dark. I donít get caught up on the lack of visuals. Instead, I enjoy the physical sensation of flying. At one point it feels like I am swimming super-fast in water. I laugh and deeply enjoy it for as long as it lasts. Suddenly I feel the chemical change in my head. I know I am waking up. I try to hold on. I get a visual of my shoes where I left them in the hallway. I wake up.
      Tags: dead, fil, flying, nanny
      Categories
      lucid
    3. Father-In-Law

      by , 03-11-2019 at 01:15 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #525 DILD

      I am looking through some stuff in a large wooden chest. My father-in-law has something hidden but I can't find it. I come down from the attic and tell him that he did a good job hiding it because I can't seem to find it. Looking at him it dawns on me that I am dreaming because he has recently passed away in waking life. There are many emotions flowing through me and I telling about something I know about that I can't mention here. He's about to lose his mind that I know what I know so I then tell him that he's dead. I tell him all I know about his death. I tell him its ok. He doesn't take it very well. He seems surprised by it. I tell him that I love him and I'm sorry that I never told him that. I tell him that I miss him so much and that I am sorry he's gone. I lose the dream as it fades away and I wake up.

      #526 DILD

      The next night my father in law is going on about some kind of special bucket to some person. I walk up to him and he sees me. It's like he knows now and he says "Hey buddy!" with so much love and compassion. Everything comes flooding back and I know I am dreaming. Unfortunately I wake up almost immediately.
      Tags: fatherinlaw
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    4. Trippy Mutil FAs

      by , 02-19-2019 at 03:13 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #524

      I don't quite recall this perfectly nor am I sure what triggered lucidity but I'll try to put the pieces together.

      I think how it started is with me noticing something about a FA making me wonder if I was dreaming. I do my fave RC, the nose plug, and announce that I am dreaming. Something about saying that and it being true filled me with that old feeling of amazement and wonder. Every time I say this throughout the rest of the dream I am filled with the same feeling.

      I don't do much because I keep falling back into FA but somehow I keep catching on to it. I don't know how many time I work up to realize it was a dream but I feel like it happened a lot. Maybe that's a false feeling but it seems true.

      I remember that at some point I watch a dream materialize from darkness. I rub my hands together and examine them for stability. I look around at several people staring at me. It looks like I am in a classroom. I tell them all that I am dream. All of this is a dream. You are in a dream. Some look at me with blank expressions some of them look at me like I am crazy. I tell them I will prove it by putting my finger through my hand. It almost works but doesn't quite get there. I try to think of it as reaching through empty space. I doesn't quite work to my satisfaction. I tell them maybe this is a bad example.

      I recall another time of trying to phase through a glass or mirror.

      At one point I clap my hands for stability and am momentarily fooled by an FA. I realize I have been moaning (perhaps not I don't know. I have recorded myself on my sleep app moaning so who knows lol). I think I must have woke my wife. She tells me I was clapping and talking in my sleep. Then I think nope this is typical FA stuff. I never act out my dreams. I relax and see a kaleidoscope of psychedelic geometry and color. I enjoy this for as long as it lasts. I don't know how long. Maybe I lost lucidity for a moment. Maybe not.

      I now I am walking someplace. I explore my surroundings. I don't quite recall what it was. I continue to tell people I am dreaming but they don't respond. I don't really care. There was more but I forget.


      I finally wake up for real ( I think) and I feel uncomfortable so I roll to my side. I am confinement I'll renter the dream state lucidly but unfortunately I don't recall anything after that.
    5. Mini Golf

      by , 12-11-2018 at 03:37 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #523 DILD 3:40AM

      YAY FINALLY A LUCID! IT HAS BEEN FAR TOO LONG!

      I am playing mini golf with some Asian dudes. They are way better than me. The course is odd an confusing. I notice my ball have become misshapen and like Styrofoam. I look for a better ball but they are all the same. I look around for someone that works there to help. I see Amanda and Darleen from work. Darleen is wanting a new ball but hers was red and we all have matching colored hats for teams. She has red but now wants a green ball. We say you cant change your hat but I watch as her hat morphs from red to green. She turns away and her had turns red again. We say something about that and it turns green again. Amanda wonders whats going on. I am sort of lucid here but not quite. I know there is some secrete here. I tell her Darleen is doing it with her mind. Amanda gives me one of her famous Im-going-to-throat-punch-you looks. I have a deep belly laugh because she doesn't understand whats happening. I'm still stuck on getting a good golf ball. I see a door marked employees only and enter. I'm suddenly far more lucid now and sitting in front of a computer at my ex's parents computer room. I do the first thing I think of and punch the screen. It hurts and I am mildly amused by that. I intend to punch all the way in but I can't go past the broken glass into the white light beyond. I wave my hand over the screen and mend all of the damage. I am annoyed to be in this damned house again. I don't understand why my subC takes me here so often. What's the connection? I decided to go ahead and explore but once I exit the room, the dream melts into a black oozing void. I decide to let the dream go and wake myself up.
      Categories
      lucid
    6. Snoring to Soaring

      by , 06-10-2018 at 04:48 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #522 - OBE - 12:20

      Sometimes I really feel like I have some sort of sleep disorder. I fall asleep for about 1 hour and then find myself staring at some strange red light. I think I am dreaming at first but quickly realize I am looking at the alarm clock half sitting up. It's super weird but I shake it off and try to go back to sleep. Sadly for me, my wife is intermittently snoring and begins to drive me crazy. I keep nudging her to get her to stop long enough for me to fall back to sleep but it's not working out.

      Some time passes; not much, hell, I didn't know any time passed until I hear the snoring again. I nudge her but this time when my hand touches her it feels really numb and soft. I almost immediately recognize this as the dream state so I test it. For reason I think slap her leg and pinching her would be the best way to check. Luckily, I was in deed in a SP/dream state and not waking life. Not that I have confirmed this, I am briefly annoyed that I still hear her snoring and I'm unable to try to stop her. Once, I decide it's best to focus on getting out of body, the snoring stops.

      There is a little resistance but I manage to exit. I float out of the bedroom and see a white mass of something in the living room. I think it's something ghostly at first but once I decide it must be my dog she takes shape. She gives a soft bark and uncharacteristically nips at my feet. I decide to just bring her along with me. I take her by the collar and walk her to the other side of the house. All the while she is annoyingly nipping at my legs and feet. I find that confusing but just ignore it. Once I open the back door, I let her lose. She runs off and it feels good because she is always trying to go running outside but we can't let her do that in waking life.

      I turn and run toward our field outback. There is a vivid green treeline in the distance with super bright blue cloudless sky. I say, "Oh wow!". It's just so beautiful and amazing thats is a dream. I run faster and stretch out my arms. I effortlessly soar into the sky. I feel the wind blow around me and I hear the rush of speed in my ears. I lose visual at that point but I don't care. I just close my eyes and soar with the air currents taking me where it wants. I feel so light and free and at peace. I dip down and back up and do lazy barrel rolls. My vision is in and out but I just focus on the feeling more than anything. At some point I dip down into the ground and flow through it like its water. I can actually see layers of rock and dirt and then I come back up like a fish jumping out of the water.

      Suddenly I feel as if I have opened my physical eyes. I am back in bed. I am not sure if I have woken up. I am overwhelmed with good emotions at what just happened that I wipe my face with my hands. I see my fingers form a geometric pattern from 4 or 5 sets of hands. Yeah, I'm still dreaming. I move my hands back down but it just looks like my normal dark room. The geometric finger patterns were cool so I try it again. My subC does not disappoint. I enjoy the trippy show as I feel a surge of energy pulse through my body. I notice it is in sync with a spinning kaleidescope of geometric finger shapes. I think I must be having a DMT release. It's awesome.


      After a few moments I lose my focus and have a FA. I am trying to clear my throat and it turns into loudly coughing up a lugie. My wife sets up and looks at me super annoyed. I think that she has nothing to be upset about after all that snoring.
    7. The Shrink

      by , 05-29-2018 at 07:50 PM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #521 - DILD

      I am in a version of a childhood friendís house. I keep noticing these strange sores on my arms. Every time I look they have a new sore that starts trailing up more and more. At some point I go into total anxiety panic mode. I stumble into something like a hotel lobby full of people. I fall to my hands and knees and there is a pause. A peace comes over me and I gently float into a chair. There is a black haired woman across from me who was very animated in conversation, but now she has fallen into a trance.
      A psychiatrist appears and starts talking to me (Iím not sure I how I know his profession). I ask him about the people in the room and he says,
      ďThey donít know because, they donít knowĒ.
      For some reason this is an extremely profound bit of wisdom to me. ďAh yes! They are dream characters!Ē
      Now fully lucid I decide to play with this knowledgeable dream character and start asking a lot of questions. I ask about the sores on my hands and he tells that I need to rid myself of that demon. I feel some initial fear but then calm myself and argue with him that I donít believe in such things and I am not into religion. I forget what all was said after that but my keto diet was brought into it and I think maybe my demon was my struggle with such a restrictive diet plan (I have been struggling with electrolyte issues and energy levels as an long distance endurance runner in waking life and have been considering dropping the diet plan).
      We continue conversation, but I get distracted by the fact I am still in a lucid dream and for some reason holding that amount of focus is getting unbearable. I lose lucidity a bit and go back to worrying about the sores on my arms. I wake up shortly after that.
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    8. Random OBE

      by , 04-07-2018 at 11:20 PM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #521

      Was hurting so I moved to the couch. It was storming and every little noise kept waking me up. I eventually had a spontaneous OBE. I willfully drifted off the couch and into the kitchen. I enjoyed all the sensations as usual but was very aware of my open mouth breathing. I tried to stablize the dream more by crawling. Some woman walks by and I trip her by grabing her ankle and pushing on the back of her knee. Then I am floating over my dog laying asleep on the floor. I hug her. A noise wakes me up.
      Categories
      lucid
    9. Drive, Fight, Eat

      by , 03-12-2018 at 04:33 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #520 - DILD? DEILD? - 1:25AM

      I have to keep this brief but this dream was super long detailed. I didn't leave myself time to type this up properly but I want to get it in before it fades. Please excuse the typos.


      I am driving in a familiar dream-scape that I seem to visit a lot. I wake briefly and find myself right back in the dream but fully lucid. I am still in the car so I try to drive but it's stuck in reverse. I feel a little panic but realizing its only a dream, I relax. There is a falling sensation as the car goes really haywire now. I am spinning out of control but the car finally straightens. I grab the wheel and pull up like its an airplane we I fly for a few moments. The distance is foggy and white like there is not enough computer power to render the horizon.

      The white envelopes me and I am walking now. The only thing I see is some strange stones so I tap out a beat on them with my shoes to try to ground myself. It works. My son is now with me. I decided to play with him and act silly like we go a lot. Running around and shouting nonsense.

      Then for some reason we start play boxing but it gets really physical. I end up punching as hard as I can. He distorts like hes made of rubber and flies away but instantly comes back for more. My younger daughter joins in and the same happens to her. I feel bad about this and want a real fight so I walk away and shout obscene things in order to conjure a real tough guy. Some reason short and fat Cindy from work appears . I go to punch her but she vanishes. I then see T but the same happens to her. I run away shouting again for a challenger but I see a bunch of junk food in the kitchen and binge. It all taste rotten so I stop. I open the fridge and start shouting pudding cup until I wake up.
      Categories
      lucid
    10. Shift

      by , 02-16-2018 at 04:50 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #519 - DILD - 5AM

      I have to make this entry short but there wasn't a much to the lucidity anyway. It was good to break such a long dry spell. I was focused on DEILD and had a few mini awakenings which triggered a DILD. This style has done well for me in the past and I think I'll stick to it even if it does hinder dream recall for non lucids.

      I am in some Colosseum in the desert. Some sport like soccer. It seems like we were driving cars. At the end the judges decided the score not based on number of goals. They declare a tie and many people complain. I chat to a woman about being in a foreign land. I leave the area through a huge crowd of people. Basil is walking with me. He photo bombs several people and even is dressed different to match at times. Suddenly, it becomes hard to walk. Basil makes a strange comment about it and all of it triggers lucidity. It gets easier to walk and I start yelling to hear my dream voice so loudly (always a favorite). I get Basil to yell too. I sort of believe he is really in my dream with me and I tell him we are dreaming hoping he will be lucid to. He seems to get it but them he leaves me. It get really hard to walk now and I drop to my hands and knees. I struggle against it but the feeling increases and it now feels like gravity has shifted so that instead of crawling I am climbing. I get outside and try to fly away. I watch the ground drop away but the dream is breaking up and I feel like I am about to wake. I relax and free-fall for a bit. I close my eyes and meditate for a little bit. I lose lucidity as I open my eyes and find myself sitting on the ledge of the rooftop. I jump down and find a document from work and hand it to the appropriate person. I wake up.
      Categories
      lucid
    11. Clap, Clap, Snore

      by , 12-26-2017 at 02:50 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #518 - IDWILD - 2:30PM

      I guess by now these In-Dream-Wake-Initiated-Lucid-Dreams shouldn't really surprise me (a bit of an oxymoron I suppose). I'm sure I've said this before, but I feel they more closely fit the category of DILD or DEILD because, I probably am already dreaming when I start them. However, sometimes I really don't recall what started them so it's hard to say, but it always feels like a real WILD. Usually I have a non lucid dram sequence with some kind of back story, but other times, like last night, I have no recall of what triggered it. Are they random or are they intentionally started after a brief awaking? Perhaps, it's linked to my history of waking in sleep paralysis that I have so often turned into a gateway. Sometimes I just don't know. I don't have a lot of LD's these days for lack of effort, but I haven't abandoned the practice completely so, I take what I get. Anyway, I am hesitant to try to start a new term, but IDWILD really seems to be a thing for me so I'm calling it that for now.This dream could have been awesome, but unfortunately, when you share a bed, there are external factors at play.

      I find myself in a typical WILD transition. I have separated easily but it's dark. I try clapping my hands repeatedly and the effort and feeling of it makes the dream more vivid. The lights come on and I float around my bedroom and house shouting with excitement to be having another lucid dream after such a long period of time. I start to settled down and decide what to do, but a noise wakes me up.


      I tap my wife to stop snoring and intend to make an entry in my DJ but I falsely do it in another jumbled dream sequence. I wake again note the time. I roll over and pass out for good. At this point I'm not even sure if my wife even snored of if it was a FA. I forgot the tricky nature of these altered states of consciousness and dreaming. Maybe next time I'll be more vigilant.
      Categories
      lucid
    12. Shebra

      by , 11-15-2017 at 02:40 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #517 - DILD - 2:30AM

      I have an anxiety nightmare early in the night about rats. I do a mini WBTB and fall asleep with my intention set. My last thought was about my LD goal.

      That same dream repeats itself, but this time there is no anxiety because I recognize it almost immediately and become lucid.
      I turn away from the rats scene and turn down a hallway in some way better version of my house. Everything is brightly light.
      Because I am always amused how realistic my shouting is, I yell out, "Hey! Hey! HEEEEYYYY!"
      I suspect all this shouting will conjure up a DC. I turn into a door way into a bedroom. I see my wife is scantily clad. I notice no bra under her thin shirt. I say something to her, I don't recall. All I remember is that she has a really strange reply. She gives me a high-five and attempts some strange secret handshake I lose track of it.
      Instead of getting caught up in it I remind myself by telling her that this is a dream, "I am dreaming. This is a lucid dream."
      She smiles.
      I then tap her once on each boob and say, "I'll be right back."
      I turn to a window in the room and phase outside. I recall my goal, inspired by TWD, to ride a tiger.

      I wonder around my neighborhood. Again, enjoying the sound and feel of dream shouting, I call out for a tiger. After a moment a large, dog-sized version of my childhood pet cat appears. The orange tabby reminds me of the cat I once named Tigger. I take a brief second to appreciate this memory, but this isn't quite what I want. I turn away down the street and try to remember the name of the tiger from TWD. The closest I get is Shebra, but I now know that what I meant was Shiva. It's OK my dream tiger can be Shebra if I want.

      After some walking and shouting for Shebra, I find her sitting and waiting. She's about the size of my Great Pyrenees but that doesn't stop me from trying to ride her. I get on her back and wrap my hands around her neck. She stands and carries down the street. Though see feels like she has gotten quite a bit bigger is really just feels like I am hugging my own dog. I am a little disappointed. I see some kids playing with an young woman, maybe still in her teens. I notice her shirt has an 80's design and reads, 'LOVECRAFT'. I ride away as I gradually wake up.


      It's probably meaningless coincidence, but I found this after googling 'lovecraft tiger'

      Little Tiger

      Little Tiger, burning bright
      With a subtle Blakeish light,
      Tell what visions have their home
      In those eyes of flame and chrome!
      Children vex thee - thoughtless, gay -
      Holding when thou wouldst away:
      What dark lore is that which thou,
      Spitting, mixest with thy meow?
      Tags: tiger
      Categories
      lucid
    13. Refreshed

      by , 10-30-2017 at 02:30 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #516 - OBE - 3:00AM

      I find myself just chilling in a quasi-SP space in deep thought. Suddenly it occurs to me to try to have an OBE. I feel vibrations as I deepen my relaxation and focus my awareness. In a few seconds I transition and swim away into the void. I need some visualization so I imagine swimming in water. I am in a deep pool with distorted sunlight filtering. A deep feeling of joy and peace washes over me. I stay here for as long as I can. I wake up remembering that we are more than our physical bodies.
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    14. Chase

      by , 09-19-2017 at 09:20 PM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #515

      Work lets of early. I go outside and there is a full carnival in the parking lot. I see a lot of free food and the rides are free for all employees.

      I an in some hallway and there is a dude acting weird in. The keeps making do things I dont like and it creeps me out.

      I am at home. I get my gun out and load it. It looks really strange and I feel something is off. It is way too large and made of clear purplish-pink plastic. Some random part breaks off.

      I am now outside near a creek. My wife has a very strange Rodney King looking man come visit. Hes weird and I dont like him. I say he has to leave. I still have my gun but i have unloaded so I use it to chase him away. It fires fully automatic. I am shocked that I almost shoot him, but kind of shit I had.

      I look at the creek water and notice how trippy it all looks. Lucidity is triggered. I put my face in really shallow water expecting a deep underwater scene but the visuals never materialize. I feel myself floating away. I resist at first but decided to let go. I float way out but something sucks me back to looking at the shallow creek water. The dream is unstable and I almost worry about waking up. I remember worrying about that is a bad idea so I decide to do something else. There is a distorted Asian man on the other side. I fly to him and for some reason I squeeze cheeks. I don't linger. I've got to keep moving to keep the dream going.

      There is a lot of random running around that I don't fully recall. I think I should have a goal but I know that if I think about it too much Ill lose the dream.

      I end chasing a woman in a motorized wheel chair. I partly morph into my werewolf form and run on all fours. We are in a grocery store. She's a dog now. We slip between shelves knocking products out of the way and knocking people over. Every time I almost catch her I slip on slick tile or tabletops. My paws cant get a good grip and I run in place a lot just like my pets in waking life. There is another dog lounging under my dining room table. I slowly creep under there to talk to it. I wake up before I get the chance.
      Categories
      lucid
    15. Possible Precog

      by , 09-13-2017 at 03:10 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      Not a lucid but possibly precognitive.

      Last night I dreamed that I was in some sort of post apocalyptic world with a small group of men and women. We are survivors. I recall feeling vulnerable to some danger; someone or something will come back to kill us. We pack up our things that we have looted over time and need to leave our base/home. We are in some large warehouse looking facility... not sure before or after we leave.

      Later tonight, for some reason, I decided to start up season 3 of Last Man on Earth. I was surprised how many elements from my dream matches several of the episodes we watched in waking life. It could all be coincidence, but it's still very interesting when these things happen. I would be nice if my precognitive dreams would be of something that matters and that I know it's precognitive before it actually happens.
      Tags: precog
      Categories
      Uncategorized
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