Sifr's Journal

So I've been absent from this site for a few months and want to get back into my many attempts of getting more regular lucid dreaming that I've tried over the years.

Going to try to update this journal regularly with dreams to see if theres any kid of pattern emerging in my dreams. Gotten quite adept at updating journals now I'm writing a LJ and blogging occasionally on msn, used to write diaries a lot before I just forgot to do them lol.

25/10/2005

Woke up this morning with a strange feeling buzzing through my head, something about my dreams last night already seemed different.

Dream 1: Not much of a dream, more a brief vignette involving me and a few people I used to know randomly sitting at a desk. It was rather hazy but the colours were hyperreal and brought out so that everything I saw was almost as if it was emitting its own light. If anyones seen the Animatrix imagine the colours that are in the Matriculated short... very much the same.

Dream 2: I was in a beautiful old house with green lawns, hills, huge french windows and brick masonry on the terrace. It struck me as on in the dream that I was here, and even more than I had the impression of deja vu and I knew where things were. Its a strange feature I have sometimes, an innate knowledge of things that seem to have been downloaded into my head for the purposes of the dream... A few segments took place inside of a little den on the lawn that was almost bordering on horror as the den once inside was like Doctor Who's Tardis, (I thought to myself in the dream that nothing is that dimensionally transcendal and that a small shack CAN'T exist in the real world... but lucidity didn't kick in.) The den was large, almost like a warehouse or stockroom, like the ones I used to hang around in when I went with my dad to work when I was little. We were trying to get into a room that we used to have open but now had been ceiled off. I managed to get inside. There was a strange Great Escape moment where we had designed a toilet to act as a hidden entrance to the inside of this room, replacing the stove they had in the film... we even had a little way of shunting the water from the sistern rigged up like they did to the stove in the film too! lmao! Anyway, storerooms don't usually bother me, but the darkness of the unlit aisles filled me with foreboding as a kid, probably still would. As the sun set and the den got darker I was really adament to my friends that we get out of there because I sensed something about the place that creeped me out. We went inside the house where we all relaxed on the sofa in this party. I was chatting to a girl I'm not certain I'm still friends with in real life (long story short, she led me on and invited me to a party last weekend which she then ignored me completely at) but in the dream she was back to being her old self, when we used to have a muck around together as friends and before she made things complicated. I asked her to meet me outside so we could go for a walk and chat bout things, since I wanted (as I do in real life) to remain friends with her if I can. She was a little apprehensive, then told me to meet her outside after the party was finished. I tried to get outside a few moments later but as I went through the kitchen I became really clumsy and got embarrased cause everyone stared at me for knocking a draw of cutlery on to the floor as I went past it. When I got outside I never got a chance to see if she was there cause I met someone else randomly in the gardens and began to talk, then I woke up.

Dream 3: Took place randomly back in this old inn by the sea with the waves splashing up so much it could easily get the customers outside wet. Not entirely sure what this dream was about or even mean?

Dream 4: A semiconscious dream I had as I tried to get back sleep and only last about 30 seconds of dream time. Wasn't really too dreamlike as most of it happened in real life. I was randomly chatting to my friend Samantha about the other night when she got hammered and I had to spend the night looking after her. She didn't know what to think about that since she couldn't remember me being there and wasn't sure what reason I had to look after her for? I was in the middle of just saying that its cause she's my oldest friend from college and I'm fond of her when I woke myself up cause my half awake brain told me I should wake up and see if I was going out today. Wasn't a dream, more of a halfawake reflection of things...

I think that Dream 2 is the dream that most freaked me out, I'm not really sure what to think about the foreboding den, the attitude of my friend and the strange fact that I know that I have been there in that place before in my dreams but can't remember when?! :? :huh:

Feel free to comment :)

Decided to fall asleep for a bit during the day to see what happened and what effect it had on my dreams.

25/10/2005

Dream 5: Not much of this dream remains although what fragments I have are very strange to me. I was making my way to a meeting that I knew to be very important to me, although people seemed to be trying to bar me from getting there as I ran there, trying to engage me in conversation. I was running exceptionally fast and effortlessly, something that until the other night I didn't know I could do that well in real life.

To tangent for just a moment...

The other night was strange, even for reality; I ran home from work cause I had 10 minutes to get changed then go out again and as I made my way there I began to run... but it didn't feel like running. There was a certain feel to the running that made me feel like I wasn't completely being controlled by gravity, almost like I was gliding. The fact that I was picking up more and more speed as I ran and going almost as fast as I can ride a bike was something that startled me... I wasn't sure if it was humanly possible?

Back to the Dream;

I was wearing a long flowing black coat that bellowed in the wind as I ran past, but this didn't seem to be unusual to me, almost as if this was my normal way of dress. There was a slight elegance to my Dream Character, looking like my RSI but with a personality and knowledge of something that I do not have. This character from just the way he acted seemed to think and behave like although his mind had ages his body was still young, there was a wisdom that only could have come from spending a long time being alive. At one point he made a passing reference to something 400 years ago and that people were a lot less all over the place back then.

Finally I got to the meeting and they all seemed to be wearing dark clothing. One man with a familiar face wearing a black suit with pronounces white lines on the edges of the jacket (like No. 6 in the Prisoner but more wider) stood up and made began to speak in a frank, but somewhat mysterious and devious manner.

"We have been around for hundreds of years and although we have had many years to learn, we have still made great mistakes... But with all of your help, these mistakes will surely... be at an end."

Left to revel at these words I woke up.

Any ideas guys to what all this meant?

26/10/2005

"I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space." - Lord Byron - "Darkness"

I'm not sure what happened in this dream, something chilling tells me it on some level related to the last one but the dream faded whatever revelation it was trying to tell me. :(

I've been trying to piece it together from the fragments, I'm fairly sure I was my dream character from the last dream, but I also remember being myself... maybe I was both, maybe I was my DC but also chatting to me at the same time? If that makes any form of sense?

There was a strange moment where I was myself but perhaps I was just recalling a memory from last night before I woke up?

The strange thing is that it shook me awake 5:45 and from memory I remember that I went to sleep at 3:03 this morning. I'm not sure why I was up that late, I haven't really got any memory of the time elapsing so rapidy. Strange that for a 2 hour dream it seemed to go on for days.

I'm left to wonder if the dream will ever resurface. :? :(

Ok, you're probaby wondering about these mulitply entries... well I've been trying to see if dreaming during the day has any effect on the proceedings and to honest, I'm not sure what difference they make? I think its actually going to be bad for lucid dreaming, since I've not a full 8 hours rest apart from my first entry, the others only roughly 2 hours.

26/10/2005

Dream 2: Was riding a car throughout a town that I'm not sure even exists (although my dream referred to it as Gosport I know the place well enough to say it bares no resemblance) whilst hearing my dad's anecdotes that he was meeting people living in the same place all with some strangely related surnames... Clays, Mitchell, Vincent, then the Vincent-Clays, Clay-Mitchells, even a Mitchell-Clay-Vincents unaware of it.

For some reason I got stuck in the town after midnight and began to run down a long street, more resembelling Lee seafront than anyplace else. It was night and I remember it being so dark and mysterious. I was running, wearing my normal clothes, but had that long coat (again) and black fingerless gloves (I have these in real life but not normal wear).

A single car went passed me, then suddenly over my head a plane started to descend and land down the street, over which I heard almost like a flashback voice about the plane having a tale like that of the Flying Dutchmen; passengers of a Dutch Airlines flight unable to leave forever. (Ironic name eh?)

For some reason I chased after the plane as the road and town vanished leaving countryside that isn't there in real life (although the far horizon of Southampton Water with buildings and refinaries lit up at night remained) and with minimal but obviously superhuman effort I pulled the plane to a halt. I tapped on the window, for the first time wondering what on earth I was doing? I saw curtains not over the window and peered in and wondered for a moment if everyone was indeed dead? But instead as I looked I saw people seemed to be alive, just frozen in place. I looked in the door, briefly wondering if that there was stuck in a kind of temporal sinkhole and walked in...

Then they started to come about whereas I was frozen, maybe I'd taken whatever was affecting them, maybe I was just reassimilating to the slower timeframe? I felt myself slightly able to move and muster up a "Hi, help me!" before...

I was randomly back in town again at an early part of the dream. I heard a random story that sounded like a cheesy 1960's or early 70's sitcom about a man living in a house inherited from his Great Aunt Agnes with random ghosts of maids and other assorted family members and people that can see him. It also came complete with a lame jingle theme intro...

"He got this old house, from his Great Auntie Agnes,
Up in the sunny confines, of a place called Skegness
Her will told him not to say, that they were related,
Members of the house, would have had him sedated,
These members of the house he suspects, are prisoners of house arrest,
Probably for haunting people, as they're getting dressed.
Ghosts who unlike some, make more noise than a mouse,
This is why there are locks, on every single room in the house."

I woke up and was actually glad I did! Werewolves, angelic wars, the Flying Dutchmen; Anything but that part of the dream! The horror.. the horror! :eek:

Konked out again at 5 and woke up 2 and a half hours later. I know I should be able to remember something but by the time I am fully cognitive again its all gone.

I was right before, trying to induce lucid dreaming only gets you further from it by disrupting the normal sleep cycle. I've got a massive headache and restlessness and probably thats why... :(

---> Idiot :( <---

27/10/2005

Very strange dreams last night. One dream was about this old train at an exhibit that for some reason had a fire going in the boiler and it started to speed off. I had stop it and take it back and spent a while chasing after it, almost as if I was in a fly-by mode watching it go past... It eventually slowed at this station, but the owner of the station wouldn't give me a pump to get the water out of the boiler to stop it, then it started to move off...

There was some talk about the train being at that station before... a crash that had killed the attendants father apparently on a certain part of the track. Something about the train seemed unusual that it had stopped there. I started to believed the train was supernatural and that something wanted me to get it back.

When the owner refused to help me, there was a sudden burst of light outside. We walked outside and for some reason, it seemed like a miracle to us, that directly above the station it was day and in a around the station it was night like it had been... Indeed the shadows of the place still had night sky above them... it was strange. Then we noticed, in an almost pirates of the caribbean fashion that when we put our hands into the night side we skeletalised, and when we drew our hands out, we were fine... :shock:

Yeah, corny and cliche I know... but we both said "Now thats interesting..." lmao!

So we both walked into the night and we both looked like bad extras on the black pearl... and went into this tunnel the train disappeared into. Only it was more of a cave that lead upwards... and we entered some kind of facility. It got a little hazy there, time skipping forward but as we went inside into the light again we were human. At some point the other guy got captured and they threatened him with a gun but I was like "You can't die you fool, I think we're already dead!" lol

Then I woke up, muddled for a second, before I fell asleep again.

Dream 2: Continuing the saga, I woke up in a cell. I think I was still the same guy as before cause I was in a facility where I knew monsters and demons and god knows what else were being held... I had to escape, and in a bad parody of Resident Evil an ugly deformed looking mutant guy broke free. I managed to get a P90 and take out a few guards as I ran through the rooms. I think I was still immortal in the night, but I didn't want to take the chance that I wasn't in the day... and the mutants freaked me out whether I was or not.

So I made my way through the base avoiding drawing fire and being a crack shot taking down the military guys. I entered a room with an almost Bugs Bunny infinate amount of doors to open on a panel, then I found it was an energy breaker. I started flipping switches before realising it was a bad idea so I turned things back on... and figured I'd cross and burn that bridge when I came to it.

Met up with some guys who claimed to have hostages, then that huge mean assed demon guy came out and I pegged it, screw them, I was getting out of there! I ran into a hallway, with a devil looking guy, and a pink looking guy who advanced on me moaning...

"Ring Phone"

I had no idea what they meant, and I tried to fire my P90, but realise I'd wasted it all on the guards. So I ran between them and woke myself up...

I'm not sure why I've been having such supernaturally odd dreams lately, I'm not hardcore gothic although I enjoy vampire, werewolf and horror-fantasy films like that... But usually my dreams are a lot less like that. These seem to be bound together in some way.

Anyway, these were a lot more vivid that my last few dreams, the most vivid I've seen and the most real colour. I couldn't honestly tell you that it didn't look and feel like reality in appearance, although events were dreamlike.

And it just occured to me, maybe Ring Phone was a dreamsign? My subconcious thinking of the Matrix at part, the phones they use to jack themselves out? Seems strange that after I heard them say it, I managed to know to wake myself up and get out of the dream...?

Kinda disappointed no-one commented so far... but then again, I don't even know what to say about these dreams either lmao :roll: :wink:

Till next time, the bar is closed...

--Si

Few random dreams lately. One was yesterdays dream and just a random dream with people from here, well, kinda blurred images, since I don't know what people here look like...

28/10/2005

Random dream. I said that already but who cares? I was walking through my house and it wasn't like a dream, it was more like I was really there. I mean, not just hyperreal, but real. I couldn't tell it apart!

Second dream, was online chatting to some friends. I dream like this a lot, sometimes its funny cause people in the dream are like, "why aren't you talking?" and I'm like "Cause I'm dreaming, sorry.."

Not all that too exciting tonight I'm afraid, but funnily enough, my dreams are getting more and more vivid. This is really starting to work!

Reality Check

Note 1: Why is it, when walking around at night, do I not see properly? I mean, my vision is already so fragmented, things like moving dots moving everywhere, greens, blues, blacks and purples, like looking at a computer screen too close.... almost like everything is pixelated? When I was riding her earlier, I noticed that it wasn't so much grass I was seeing, more of a flat surface just above it, but built upon the little dots moving up, down, all around, side to side... very strange.

Thing is people here are suggesting I do reality checks, and yet, sometimes I'm not even sure this is reality...

To quote the Kid;

"Can someone tell me why it feels more real to me when I'm dreaming than when I'm awake? How do I know my senses aren't lieing to me?"

Disjointed dreams tonight.

29/10/2005

My family joined a cult that I was trying to get them out of. Specially since there was a laser that killed anyone making a noise over 46.2 decibels as we tried to warn one man who made a fuss... also interesting was the other guy trying to stop it was no other than Clark Kent, portrayed by the late great Christopher Reeve! That was random, but really cool...

I also needed some railway sleepers, some bricks, some metal and some power cables... I'm not sure what I was going to build... that was a semi vignette in the middle of the dream.

On a DS9 note, for some reason I had a random dream in which that Cardassian bloke Dukat was there, (I don't really watch DS9, but I've seen enough episodes to know what the character is like), as the unlikely leader of this cult my parents joined. In a funny moment, where my parents know he is their leader and they love the cult but hate him and start slamming the door in his face.

Another weird thing was he had a teenage daughter with him (like in the show only this was a human), and she was seeing a dreamfriend of mine who was hispanic i remember thinking... odd since i know no hispanics since there are not many in the UK lol. I was passing notes between them so her father didn't find out...

Then back to the curb near the bus stop down the road from me. I was walking back and forth with some shopping, the place was pretty well created in the dream. I had to get my wages from work (maybe a slighty guilt i have for not going yesterday, and not planning to go today and tomorrow) but I couldn't be bothered...

Next thing I knew I was in my room and cleaning it out for some reason? Went and washed my hands and face in the bathroom, then appeared back at that curb for a split second as I lorry screamed by and I plodded back home...

The dream ended with me and friend of mine laughing about wouldn't it be cool if her bike turned into an umbrella and we decided cause it was raining to just walk home together back to her place. So there I was, arm around her holding an umbrella and not a bike to be seen lmao...

Random, so random!

And just a strange thing to say again, once again, in the dream world, even in my lucid dreams, my house is perfectly constructed. I mean, if the whole dream was in my house, as some are, I rarely become lucid. Only when unreal things start to happen, weird carts goign through the house that you think, oh I'm dreaming... thats when you start to realise.

That reminds me of that time I was lucid dreaming inside of dream inside my dream! :D

Taken up residence now in the chat room, claiming my parking space and setting up hammock in the corner of the room, if anyone wants me my opening hours are between 5pm and whatever time in the early predawn morning I konk out uncounscious... lmao :wink:

31/10/2005

Not too sure about my dreams last night, only had about... 5 hours sleep? I can't remember what I was dreaming about either, its all a mixture of blackness and darkness swirling around...

I think I dreamt about Nina at one point, briefly, passing memory and I can't remember what it was about though? Yes... that's embarrassing *blushes*

1/11/2005

Can't remember that much about last nights dreams, kinda annoying but understandable since I didn't go to bed until 3:30am... :(

3/11/2005

A strange dream...

Something about a frozen daughter of a scientist who had died and was put in freeze until she could be revived and cured. The cooling mechanism failed, but amazingly she was alive again and healthy... the scientist didn't believe it though, so I had to look after her. It was rather weird!

Then there was something else, I had to look after a girl I'm friends with, but I have since forgotten what it was about exactly?

I think the theme of the dreams was that... yes, I'm too nice. Damn me :wink:

6/11/2005 - 8/11/2005

Wow, haven't updated in a few days... erm... can't really remember much about my dreams to be honest. Its all been a little fragmented and hazy... that really does suck :(

I've been trying some RC's a lot of the time and I'm going to attempt a WILD in a minute, see what happens. I'm taking some coffee before hand to stimulate the brain into being more active, hear it might help? :D

Wish me luck

15/11/2005

A random dream, I was in a 70's tv cop show in the vein of The Sweeney or The Professionals. I was a neutral character, observing the two main characters try to apprehend their suspsect. There was a clearing, one that I'm sure I must have dreamed before since it had a familiarity to it that was unnatural. The scenery seemed to remind me of the New Forest, I'm usually there on long hiking trips, it was a beautiful landscape. I ran into a hidden path to hide from the characters, I didn't want to be seen. Then the suspect ran down the path past me and I followed, figuring that I could be a hero if I caught him. However I ran through some reeds on the open brick road, but the weirdest thing was that at that point I became a cop figure... I heard the voice of the chief cop say that I was the fastest cop they had, and I seemed to RoadRunner it up after the suspect and superhuman speeds and I caught up with him...

For some reason he was in a state of flux, he turned from a man into a rather large sheep, then into a old 60's police car, the old jamsandwich ones they used to have... weird?

Anyways, at that point I jarred to a halt with a car by the scruff of its neck (although I know that that's physiologically impossible) was told good job by the other cops and then I woke up.

Don't take Freud to see that I'm clearly Ten and Six Shillings short of a Hat. :D :wink:

22/11/2005

There was a dream I had last night, very weird.

I was at college in place that no-one ever really went too cause it was sort a place that was a religious thing? Anyways the point is I was walking through this massive building, that was almost like a brick gazebo but larger. On one side of the little "tunnel" between the two ends there was the brickside, this was solild and thick, like a huge concrete trapezium on its side, whereas the other side was rectangular and glass, it reminded me slightly of the shops in the bus-station I come home from college from actually.

As I walked from the outside I noticed the normal cold air was gone and it was noticably warmer. I sat at the furthest end on a wooden trellis kind of seat, next to the open air arch, and on the other side of my inwards was a pipe. This was the hottest place in the room, I wondered if it was the pipe which I touched and felt the flow of mildy hot water under my fingertips.

This was disturbed by a friend of mine sitting down in the alcove next to me. I said hi and we began to chat, pretty much the same way as we always do in real life.

Note: This was all in a dull, dreery grey colour in my dream.

I was then in this old house that was nice and I just inherited it. I didn't quiet know what to do with it, but I had a few ideas. However I found myself in the basement finding that a lot of people had mysteriously been put in there... and had a slight "The Ring" moment. Luckily I was just like "Samara, just piss off, I'm not in the mood for that bullshit, the Ring 2 sucked!" lmao!

For some reason it worked and the world reverted to 6 months later and the house was destroyed, and it was like a water garden instead. Actually water was flooded in the brick parts of the house that had been knocked down to the walls remained lol. It was part of some strange theme park which I walked through.

Note: This was all for some reason hyper-real colour, the next part of the dream however returned to dreery grey.

I found myself walking down a corridor when all these people that are part of this play (I got lumbered into doing this in real life) appeared. I didn't want to do the play, so I quickly walked the other way on the t-junction.

This is when I woke up.

Interpretation:

According to a book that interprets dreams I got, dreaming of large magnificent buildings and gardens is a sign of wealth and luxury to travel, conversations with dead people indicates strength, courage and a clear conscience. Apparently a darkened theatre also represents boredom...

After all thats happened recently, most of that is rather spooky and weird? lol

29/11/2005

Last nights dream was... is there even a word to describe how utterly mad and huge the dream actually was?

I was walking through my kitchen, that seemed to extend a bit longer than usual and adding back in the old window we took out years ago. I went past my mum who didn't say a word to me, mainly cause I was watching something outside the window intently and talking to myself.

Outside the window I was watching this huge red object setting over the horizon, at first I believed it to be the sun as the night was drawing in, but then as I went outside and looked at it closly it seems to zoom out and there I was, floating in space, watching this huge red orb that suddenly started to flame, but it wasn't the sun anymore cause could tell cause a huge star was yellow burning away in the distance... for some reason this planet was on fire, then I realised that maybe this was Mars?

I watched as the world went closer to the sun and then swung back turning charred black and in shadow, then I returned back to my garden.

In the night sky I noticed that the moon was going around, then suddenly I watched and saw that the moon was also stationary... two moons? I pulled out an old pocket watch I own that somehow once again worked (before my parents tried to fix it in real life that slightly buggered it worse) and I was counting the circular orbits of it. As I did, it then drew my attention that a third half cresent moon shape, slightly a reddish-white colour was also stationary to its left behind me...

The stars started to come out and I began to watch the constellations appear, brighter, more closer that in real life, as well as having the long lines appear around the edges. I seemed to recognise a few ones that I know aren't there and don't exist... although from my futuristic digital encyclopedia that I seemed to pull out of nowhere they did and had a lot of listings.

The oddest thing was, seeing all that seemed perfectly natural to me and it didn't seem to faze me at all. It was as though, I was a lot more galaxy-savvy and that all the wonders that were there intrigued me more than shocked me, liked I'd seen things like it all before... :eek:

Actually, I think I have that word. Although it was a mad dream and very odd, I woke up and thought quite simply "fantastic!" :D

20/12/2005

I had a dream last night that was really strange, even for me.

I was walking down old train tracks that had been paved over into a pedestrian path, following a route on an old map (there are cycle paths like this near were I got to college and I've been wanting to walk the whole line for a while) when I got to these tunnels.

I followed the tunnel through until I got to the other side, where I was met with another tunnel. I pondered double backing the last tunnel to explore it further, but it was becoming dark night and I was a little scared so I went into the newest tunnel that was facing towards the sunset and was still visibly light. I turned on my little bike torch that I found and followed the tunnel track indent before finding the floor was smoothly paved... for some reason this reminded me of a time I was in the preserved (and extremely cramped) underground trenches on a World War One trip a few years back.

I came to a large alcove in the tunnel wall that led to a normal modern looking glass doors, so I went through it, interested in how on earth it had appeared?

When I came up the stairwell inside of the twin glass doors and emerged into a building lobby which I then ran through to avoid some people that I know.

I went through the same style doors to the outisde world and I found myself on a street (yeah, the setting changed since the tunnels were in open fields) in the middle of a bustling town at night that appeared to be like it was in the 1920's... I had the oddest feeling like I was John Murdoch in Dark City (and why does saying that bring back Deja Vu? When have I said this before?)

It gets hazy here but I ran to find a hotel and as soon as I was in I was barracading the doors of it so something didn't come after me?

And thats where the dream ended.

Odd, very odd? :?

6/12/2005 - 31/12/2005

Over the last month I've had two lucid dreams :D

In the first dream I was in the highstreet in town and it dawned on me as I became aware of my surroundings that there were no cars or people in this place, not to mention the fact that the sky was a odd shade of pale colour that typically backdrop my dreams.

I was chasing after someone who appeared, it suddenly occured to me that I could easily defeat them since it was a dream, so I chased after them and began to make larger and larger jumps before i was able to control myself flying. I think I trailed them to a house down a street, then as I floated to the window I woke up.

My second dream I was a superhero, sort of like Spiderman or Daredevil. I was dressed in dark black clothes and I remember that I was able to climb walls, jump huge distances, I could see things other people couldn't...

I was fighting this person in my college, the sky, the place, everything was black and dark and shadowy, the college was a darkerned swamp in places and we were fighting and parying our way around the forecourt. I finally managed to get the upper hand and caught my opponent by the throat and forced him under a street lamp.

His costume was black as well, similar to mine but all ripped, half of his face was showing from under his mask and he was bleeding, and then I saw in the light that the face peering out from the mask was my own.

Thats when I woke up.

06/01/2006

I had four very weird dreams last night.

My first dream I playing a game in this house that I used to work in (in the dream) and I got told off for doing this assault course or something?

Then the dream suddenly shifted to the fact that I owned this house and it was a lot better than my real house, so I wondered why didn't I just live here instead of my first house? It was a very plush looking swanky place, oddly shaped twisted staircases, ornate furnishings, yeah this place looked like I had spent a couple million on it and I had a couple million to spare... (if only)

The second dream I was walking around London, which is odd cause I don't really know London all that well, only really been there once or twice...

I was wandering down this long old fashioned looking street, very old shops seemed to be all over the place and people around wearing very posh looking clothing which was contrasting with me and my leather jacket. It seemed to be late autumn, around November-ish, the air was slightly chilly and there was a brilliant bloodred sky above me as the sun was setting, which then clued me into where and when I was.

I was in London in 1883, the November after Krakatoa (hence the blood-red sky). It struck me as odd why I was dreaming about this time and place, I didn't quite know what was going on but I just went with it...

Then as I walked down a street I got lost so I doublebacked and then I saw a friend of mine who knew the city well who I was trying to meet up with in the first place. We began to walk through this large crowd of shoppers all heading into the Woolies and Icelands all over the place and I realised I was back in the modern era, although my friend wasn't so understanding.

"How can you always be late, its impossible considering...?" she started to shout at me.
"I got lost" I replied simply, looking around at the crowd.
She gave me a funny look, "You got lost, in London? How clever are you?
I just grinned back to her and shrugged. "Not my fault, last time I was here was a hundred years ago..." :wink:

The third dream began back in the past again as I was watching surveyors were running around doing there OS mapping, measuring things, running lines and writing things down as they began putting in the benchmarks.

Not two weird a dream considering I'm doing this sort of thing in archaeology, but the question is why was it all animated in pencils? I felt like I'd fallen into an Aha video! :roll:

In the final dream I was on the beach near where I live with a semi-friend of mine, this girl I met at college who I knew from my old school. For some reason we were fishing? I have no idea why...

Aanyway, scene shifted to some jerks I know appearing and me having to having a picnic with them (these are some old friends who I don't talk to anymore, cause they were exactly the same in the dream as they are in real life, complete and utter [insert expletives!]) to keep this girl unaware of everyone's mutual contempt for one another.

Anyway, after a while they decided they wanted to play a game of volleyball further along the beach, so I was left to clear up the mess. Time I got there I was cut out of the game... then it got weird.. er

I could see that something was wrong, the pitch kept flashing at me as if it was rusted and destroyed, the people kept walking through the net and not realising... I started to get creeped like I was the only person on this beach that was alive... :eek:

There was some funny things goin on in my head...

08/01/2006

I can't remember much about last nights dreams, although I do remember that I had a very vivid dream about me being on the internet chattin to people, when I say an old close friend appear (who I haven't seen for ages since she went to a different college to me) and I saw my name in her display name...

When I went to chat to her, wondering what my name was doing there and what was the matter, the dream faded and I woke up

Doesn't take Freud to work this out. This dream was about two simple things...

A: I wanted to talk to her, or rather I wanted her to desperately want to talk to me instead of me having to say hi all the time and hope for a response...
B: I am on the internet way, way, way too much! :wink:

10/01/06

The last two nights have been very strange dream wise, in that I've had 3 hours and 9 hours of sleep since Sunday.

The odd thing is that my dreams are becoming just blackness, I'm not remembering any details in any clear way because the simple fact is that for the last two nights the dreams I have had are just in a void. When I have had dreamlike thoughts running through my head, I've woken up to find myself... well not sleepwalking since I never left my bed, but I can remember I was dreaming at one point and then I faded to reality but when I did I actually kicked my bed because I was on my stomach and I'd just been running in the dream... then I suddenly was back in the dream and running again?

Very strange, cause when I was awake for the brief second, I still was accepting the dream as what was going on and was oblivious to my new surroundings...

Confused really, I'm sure I read something on the board about this... damn what is it called again? Can't remember for kingdom nor horse... :?

01/05/2006

Had my first lucid dream in a long time the other night, I was running through this warehouse and I managed to lock the door behind me to find myself in a room in my house. I didn't want to get caught so I jumped out of the window and fell to the ground that was about 15 ft below me and landed like a cat.

I then started to run across the front garden still on all fours down the road before turning at the corner opposite my house when I suddenly realised that I was dreaming. I turned and began to take a run up before I took off into the air (I know that logically in a dream there's not gravity holding me and so I don't need to but I find it helps, plus I just think that it looks cool in my dream) and stopped, floating above the streetlights that were just turning on in the strange twilight setting of my dream.

For the first time in a lucid dream I actually tested something new, often I just try to focus on perfecting flying, phasing through solid walls, climbing up vertical surfaces and practising jumping and landing when a small push can make you jump 30 ft in the air. I've often gotten bored of the acrobatics that seem common to my dreams, despite the fact that I do enjoy them quite a lot so I decided in this dream I'd attempt to bring someone in. I blinked my eyes and thought of the person I wanted to appear and there below me my friend had appeared in the dream, real as day.

Unfortunately at that point I blinked again and woke myself up.

Still, I think that's a good first step, my brain has figured out a way that allows me to bring someone consciously into the dreamworld that suspends my disbelief and holds to the strange dreamlogic my brain seems to follow.

I'm going to keep working on this and post what I come up with! I'm going to aim to bring someone into my dream and perhaps be able to talk to my friend as if we were really in the waking world! Sure my friend won't obviously be able to walk into my dream (so I assume) but it'll be nice to be able to choose who I dream about from now on

04/05/2006

Not a lucid dream as such, but last night I had a dream that was notable as I was able to influence the direction the dream was taking before I went to bed, it wasn't so much a concious effort as me idly thinking as I fell asleep that on the trip I took to London today that I'd need a few cans of Diet Coke, prompting me to dream that I was in fact buying entire crates of the stuff cheap.

Yeah, not that thrilling, but thought I'd mention it anyways...