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    1. 11/04/2014

      by , 11-05-2014 at 01:31 AM
      So, there’s nothing to report. Nothing. Nadda. I don’t remember any dreams from the last two days. Talk about a serious difference from how things were on that first day back at it, eh?

      My theory is that I just lost my dream recall in the time that I was away. My recall used to be very poor before I started practicing all this. The other day, obviously, was a bit of a fluke. Going lucid perhaps helped me to remember it more than I otherwise would have as well. So now I’m back at square one, and all I’m remembering when I wake up is flashes. Quick images and sounds, and that’s it. So quick in fact that I haven’t been bothering with writing them down.

      But it occurred to me, just now… My first day of practicing dream recall, that’s all I had then too. But I still focused on them. Still wrote them down. Despite them being quick flashes, I took them seriously and recorded them. The next day, things went a bit better.. And so on, and so on.

      I think my problem is that I’ve become used to remembering so much that I’m not taking this flashes seriously like I did when I first started this whole thing. So tomorrow, and going forward, I’m committing myself to writing down everything. Even if it seems small and completely pointless. Because that’s how I started, and it’s what I’m going to have to do to get back on track I think.

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      Work On:
      –Write down every dream the moment I wake from it. Every time. Even if it’s just a simple flash.
      –Dream check more at home. Make it a habit at all places, at all times of the day. Not just at work.
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    2. 11/02/2014

      by , 11-03-2014 at 01:43 AM
      At a glance, today’s results seem so lacking after the wonderful thing I went through yesterday. That said, I’m reminding myself that yesterday was likely more a stroke of luck than anything. After how much I’ve slacked on everything lately, today’s results are much more similar to what I should be expecting for the first few days back.

      Just a few scattered dreams. Nothing more. On the bright side, I’m reality checking very often without having to even think much about it. Even at home, which had been hard for me before yesterday’s lucid dream. A little encouragement goes a long way, I suppose.

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      I remember nothing about my first dream except that there was some girl, and there was something about pictures of her that were really old. Yeah, that’s it.

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      The next dream, oddly enough, had me hanging out with Angry Joe in a very clean-looking living room. There was light colored furniture with a glass coffee table, and lots of lights coming in through large glass windows. Don’t recall what we were doing or talking about.

      Somewhere in the dream it became apparent that I had stopped doing something that was important for me to be doing (no idea what it was). Also somewhere along the line some person who I can’t remember started to make threats against me. Serious threats, though we didn’t seem to take them serious. Nostalgic Critic was there soon after that, and he was trying to figure out why I’d stopped doing my important thing. He theorized that something was stressing me out and keeping me from doing it. He then concluded that the threats I was getting might have been the cause of the stress.

      I find this dream interesting because I feel like it was my mind directly reflecting on how I’d stopped the reality checks and dream journaling, and working itself through whatever stress was causing me to do that. The threats I was receiving I can’t quite figure out, though.

      And I woke up from this one hearing Animals by Maroon 5 in my head.

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      In the last dream I was in my grandmother’s house with Willow. We were getting ready for some sort of gathering, and Willow was making food in the kitchen. It’s not clear to me if we were living there or just using the house, but it seems that Maw had passed away. The first part I really remember from it was me coming out of the bathroom and very quickly walking back up the hall into the kitchen with her, because I found the back area of the house incredibly haunting/scary.

      She felt the same and we started to talk about how spooky the house seemed. We talked about how we keep the doors to the back rooms of the house closed and locked at all times ‘cause it makes us feel safer, yet despite the locks we found ourselves constantly feeling anxious that we’d hear one of the doors open. One time during the dream there was some odd noise that Willow thought was one of them opening and it scared her.

      After that convo I went into the room adjacent to the side door and was putting on my boots, and joked with her about how I definitely preferred it when she was between me and the back of the house. She laughed with me, though we both still felt really uneasy.

      We theorized that maybe the house had a slow, sloth-like energy to it that was sapping all the positive and clean energy from the house, which was generating the anxiety we felt. We then debated on if slow energy really would devour “fast” energy, or if it wouldn’t be the other way around.

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      Work On:
      –Write down every dream the moment I wake from it. Every time.
      –Dream check more at home. Make it a habit at all places, at all times of the day. Not just at work.

      Current Dream Signs:
      –Work
      –Amy and Andy’s House (Perhaps Amy and Andy themselves as well? Unsure.)
      –Yylvis, The Fox
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    3. (l?) 10/18/2014

      by , 10-19-2014 at 02:34 AM
      My dreams today were much more blurry than yesterday. All signs of the vividness is was pretty much gone. My ability to remember them was so much less as well. My mind was very active and pumped when I went to bed, so maybe that is part of the cause. But also, I didn’t take a sleeping pill.. Were those helping more than I realized? Looking back at past entries, it seems the most vivid and memorable dreams all occurred while a pill was in my system. I think I’ll try another day or two without one to test this out. If the trend of blurry dreams continues after that, I’ll try a pill again and note the difference.

      The details are gonna be almost nothing on these dreams, and the writing jump around and perhaps end abruptly. But I’m just working with what little I do remember here.

      Going forward, I will mark entries with a lucid dream in them with (L) at the start of the entry’s title.

      The first dream focuses on my brother and him having trust issues with women. Someone he was supposed to spend some time with has bailed on him and given him a reason for doing so. But he doesn’t believe her, so he checks on her. This process I think repeats a few times, and some of the women end up being honest and some of them had lied.
      –Flashes: KFC, a huge (and very nice) house, something about today’s Vols game.

      In this dream it was somewhat close to time for to go to work, but I decided to lay in bed with Willow for a little while before I left. Figuring it would be a good idea to set an alarm in case I fall asleep, I ask her if she’s sit up and set it for me. She accidentally changes the time though instead of setting the alarm, so I fix it for her.

      For some reason though there’s a group of three people nearby and they’re making a lot of noise, so I get up and leave to go sleep somewhere else. When sleep became the singular goal of this laying down, I’m not sure.

      This next dream is the “big” one for the night, because unlike the other two I remember more pieces of it. I do recall that there was a villain/antagonist in this dream. A floating figure, black robed and blue haired. Like the villain in The Little Mermaid actually, though I can’t recall if it looks exactly the same. This antagonist made several appearances, usually that I just remember in flashes that I can’t really place in the timeline.

      Myself and a bunch of people from work were outside watching fireworks. Some big firework shell fell near us and landed on someone’s car, doing serious damage. Somehow another firework made a boulder roll down the road and it hit my car, doing serious damage to the front left side and tired. It was still able to be driven (as I remember doing so later in the dream, we went to the park I think) but the tire as at an odd angle I and I feared it would fall off. Anyway, I was going to go after whoever was shooting the fireworks and demand that my car be fixed, but now in the dream fireworks were being shot in the air from all different directions around us, so I couldn’t tell where the one that caused my problem had come from.

      I also just now remembered that at first the fireworks were coming from only direction when my car got hit, and Jordan showed me a flier saying some place was supposed to be firing off fireworks at the exact time my car got hit. So we were trying to figure out if that place was near us, so that we could tell if they’d done it. Before I could take action though the fireworks from all the other directions started as well and we were no longer sure that they were our culprit.

      At another point I was being chased through some sewers by spiders. Lots of them. There were other vermin as well. I think they were rats and snakes, but I’m not positive on that. Somehow I realized though that if I just laid down and waited, the vermin would all just pass over me and keep going after the others that were being chased. I realized that because the spiders had gotten me once before (I vaguely remember being chased before earlier in the dream), that they had no interest in getting me a second time. The antagonist was behind the vermin.

      This is were things get perplexing to me. Later in the dream (I THINK it was the same dream), I was outside on my front porch. Something strange happened and it prompted me to reality check. I don’t remember what check I did, but I think it was something with my hands. And I don’t remember exactly how that played out, but I realized I was dreaming. For some reason the dark was scaring me, so I closed my eyes and said that when I opened them it would be daylight and I’d be somewhere else (Amy and Andy’s house I think). I ended up teleporting a few other times as well, and at some point the antagonist showed up. That’s all I remember though.

      The thing is, I’m not sure I actually went lucid. Is it possible to just DREAM that you had a lucid dream? Not sure.. I’ve posted on the forums about it. The thing is that the dream didn’t feel any different than a normal dream that I can remember. The memories don’t feel any different. All recollection that I have of it points to it being just a 100% normal dream. So did I just dream that I was lucid? A&A’s house IS a dream sign, which also makes me question. Plus the fact that I can’t 100% remember my reality check.

      So I’m just not sure, on that one. I’ll think more about it and see what people with some experience have to say.

      Work On:
      –Write down every dream the moment I wake from it. Every time.

      Current Dream Signs:
      –Work
      –Amy and Andy’s House (Perhaps Amy and Andy themselves as well? Unsure.)
      –Yylvis, The Fox
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    4. 10/16/2014

      by , 10-19-2014 at 02:33 AM
      Well damn. There’s two short ones that go along with this one, but guess what? I didn’t write them down. They were short and there wasn’t much to them, and I remembered them so well at the time......... So! Remember yesterday how I said I’d never skip writing one down out of laziness? Well let me rephrase that. From now on I will not skip writing one down for ANY reason. If I’m supremely sick or injured, maybe I’ll get a pass. Maybe. But outside of that, there’s no more excuses. They’re to be written down, every single time. You got that brain? Okay great, good. Let’s move on then.

      Here’s the one big one that I do remember.. I’ll come back and edit this later if I happen to remember the others, but I have doubts.

      My brother and I were sitting in the living room at Andy and Amy’s house. I don’t recall seeing either of them, or any of the kids for that matter. It actually seemed very much like we lived there. Come to think of it, during the “Orathrapod” dream, we were on our way there.. Starting to suspect that living in that house is a common there in my dreams.

      Anyway, we were in the living room and I was playing some video game. I beat the game and decided to pop in a new one I got. After the first few minutes of the new one (maybe it was an opening cinematic, I don’t remember) myself and Mike (who had watched me beat the previous game and was now watching this one) thought it looked very exciting. I got excited and pulled my chair to the center of the living room for a better view and to be closer to the tv. Think it may have been a rocking chair. Pinkish red. (Didn’t I have a rocking chair like that as a kid??)

      The game was very colorful with poppy cartoon graphics. Looked a LOT like WoW at first. I made an archer. Mike leaves (I think) at some point while playing. The game starts to look more like Skyrim. At one point I’m backpedaling away from a bunch of rats and spiders. Maybe some tigers too? Not sure. I’m shooting them with a projectile, can’t remember what kind. Don’t think it was a bow. This was in a forest, backpedaling parallel to a river. Spiders were shooting webs at me, but it was short range and usually missed. Got too far away from the pack at one point and had to move forward to get close enough to hit them again. Ended up with a 1 vs 2 and I went into the water (don’t remember why). The game becomes reality at this point and it’s me vs a rat and one other thing. Can’t remember what. Tiger maybe. Holding the rat off to the side with one hand as I fight the larger beast. I remember trying to choke it and hold it underwater to drown it. Other beast is eventually gone, can’t remember if I killed it. I’m scared the rat is going to bite/claw me really hard as I hold it underwater. Lots of adrenaline and fear here ‘cause I didn’t want the rat (it was huge) to bite me as I desperately tried to kill it.

      Next thing I remember is this weird Kelly and Willow thing. I’m standing in the kitchen (still at A&A’s) with Willow and she’s telling me about a fight that they got into. I’m feeling flashes of the fight in my head as she talks. It’s also in a river I believe, and I think she’s telling me this story as an “I can relate to your giant rat fight” type of deal.

      The fight is brutal and she almost loses, but she ultimately wins by shoving a straw through Kelly’s eyeball, thus killing her. Straw was a cheap, pink plastic. When she tells me about the straw stab, I ask her if that “was a KO”. I find it strange for some reason that she didn’t seem phased by my nerdy little reference. She just says “yes” and keeps talking.

      The backdoor is open and from where we are I can see the alley behind the house while we talk. It’s a bright, sunny afternoon, that reminds me very much of Summer days as a child.

      Work On:
      –Write down every dream the moment I wake from it. Every time.
      –More reality checks when things seem strange.
      –Get some B6 vitamins.

      Current Dream Signs:
      –Work
      –Amy and Andy’s House (Perhaps Amy and Andy themselves as well? Unsure.)
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    5. 10/17/2014

      by , 10-19-2014 at 02:32 AM
      So virtually every website that I’ve studied has suggested B6 vitamins to help with dream recall and dream vividness. I gave in today and picked up a bottle so that I might try it out. Suffice it to say, it seems to have worked. My dreams were certainly way more clear, and I remembered more of them. I was getting better as it was, and this is just another nudge in the appropriate direction.

      I was under the effects of a sleeping pill, so I’m anxious to try again tomorrow and see if the outcome is any different. Anyway, on to the dreams.

      The first one finds me inside a video game. Yet at the same time, it’s reality. I’m partied up with someone; I’m pretty sure that it’s Willow. We’re mucking about, doing quests and whatnot, and we get stuck at some point. Some time later I realize that some of the buildings have back exits. Trying these exits in two different buildings both led to NPCs. The first of which was a woman, a gunsmith I think, that sold weapons. The second was an orc NPC that sold various items, including a +47% enchanting chest piece (which I was very excited out), stone gauntlets with red gems (that did either a burning effect or lightning on impact, I forget which), and some mage gloves that gave +mana and blue sapphires were in them. I was excited about the mana gloves too.

      At the orc we decided to rest for the night. My partner slept up on the porch (that the building’s back exit led to) and I slept down on the ground below. The orc, being an NPC, just sort of stayed in his place on the porch. I warned them both that, with it being night time, we could be attacked by monsters even while resting. At one point I killed something that skittered across the ground and I ate it. Partner asks me what I’m doing, and I say I’m eating the brownie that I killed. And sure enough, I remember the brownie having actually turned into a baked brownie. XD

      Then the Demon Knight came. A spectral enemy from the original Dragon Warrior on NES, with the same appearance. It was hard and it almost killed us all. In the end I had to call out to my partner to use Stopspell (another Dragon Warrior reference) to prevent it from healing itself while I kept it busy. After the Stopspell we whittled it down, and I let the orc NPC get the final blow. I find this strange because I remember making the conscious decision that the orc would get the final blow, and then it did. I don’t think I was lucid, but I think I was in control. Perhaps ‘cause the dream was still a “game”.

      I apologize to my partner and the orc. I say that it’s my fault he came. Demon Knights can only see in the dark I tell them, not what’s in the light. But I’d been laying out in the dark instead of under the porch light because of my desire to lay on the ground instead of the wood of the porch. So I said it was my fault that he came for us.

      (This farmhouse bit might be a different dream. I’m not 100% sure.)
      At some point there was a big farmhouse with a lot of people inside it, a mean old lady included. I was trolling them pretty hard using my mage powers, and quite honestly I was tormenting them. I don’t remember much about this part other than the thrill of devastation that I felt in using my powers against these people.

      And then we get to the walrus. We’re traveling through this field and there’s a tiny cliff near a river/lake ahead. There’s a walrus there, singing The Fox by Ylvis (there’s that song again). And it’s dancing around while it sings. Feeling quite merry, I join in with the walrus. (At this point it’s not really a video game anymore, just some strange reality.) So the walrus and I are running around, it playfully chasing me and it occasionally rolling down a small hill for fun while we sing. At some point it starts trying to bite at me and tack me, but still it’s all in fun. Somewhere during all this it turns into a hippopotamus. But then the biting and tackling start to become real. It’s trying to really hurt or kill me. I call out to Willow (who is 100% for sure with me at this point) but I guess the way I called for her to help me sounding impatient, or rude, or SOMETHING. Because she wouldn’t help me. She got mad at me instead. I scream and tell her that it’s going to injure me, it’s going to break my bones. She doesn’t help. I eventually get away (don’t remember how), and the dreams ends.

      The next dream takes place in a house I don’t recall ever being inside of, and it involves a woman I can’t remember where I actually ever saw her in my waking life. The image of her is getting a bit blurry now anyway. But she was my roommate in the dream, and I loved her. She didn’t know this though. We were just friends. She was one of those people that seem incredibly crass and rude until you get to know her. Her overall figure somewhat reminds me of Other Mother from Coraline, after she gets all tall and mean-looking. She was tall and very pale, thin, with shoulder length black hair.

      At some point during us living our daily lives, the neighbor does something nice for her. Helps her with something, gives her something, I don’t remember what. It’s hilarious too ‘cause the neighbor was a cartoon person that looked exactly like Leisure Suit Larry. I’m still getting a laugh over that. Anyway, he does something for her and she’s very thankful. So he asks her to hang out with him and have sex with him, and she says yes. (What the Hell, am I in Ride To Hell: Retribution right now?) They come to our house to do it, so I put on some headphones so that I don’t have to hear them and I start chatting online.

      I tried to change my status to something rather depressing at this point but I couldn’t do it. The status kept coming out all wrong no matter how many times I typed it. Again with the not being able to write in dreams. There was something odd about my chat situation too, though I can’t remember now what it was. I do think I remember talking with someone named Samantha a lot, though.

      Then it turns out that the whole thing with her sleeping with him had just been a dream. I mentioned it to her and she’s like “what are you talking about?” We talk for a moment, realize I had dreamed it, and then both share a good laugh. Around this time there was something about a bowl of potato soup on a barrel in the corner, but I can’t recall why it was important. Something about I’d eaten it IN the dream, but there it was in “real life”, but she explained why it was there. Then we made some food and sat on my bed, talking and laughing about the whole thing. Dream ends with us snacking and just babbling.

      The last dream I remember was one where I woke up into my real life. For some reason the alarm clock had been unplugged. I got up to see what time it was, and was highly annoyed to find that it was almost 10pm. One hour ‘til I had to be at work. Frustrated ‘cause I felt like my night was shot, I asked Willow why she’d let me sleep so long. She said it wasn’t that late, and we looked at the computer clock (I think) and saw that it was still pretty early. Inspection showed that two different clocks in the house both showed the wrong time. (Every clock saying something different.. A big flashing “you’re dreaming!!” sign, right there.) For the sake of the dream though I guess, we just agreed that the computer clock WAS the right time and then everything was peachy keen. Willow laughed at me for being grumpy, I laughed at myself, and life went on. Dream ended.

      Work On:
      –Write down every dream the moment I wake from it. Every time.

      Current Dream Signs:
      –Work
      –Amy and Andy’s House (Perhaps Amy and Andy themselves as well? Unsure.)
      –Yylvis, The Fox
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