Thread: ~ Vex Kitten's Journal 05/06 ~

Hi Merlock. I've been wondering what you've been up to. Hope you're having better luck with your recall and LD's.

<div align="center">And now, at the risk of coming off like a bragging bitch....</div>

<div align="center">3 LUCID DREAMS THIS MORNING&#33;&#33;&#33;
SHORT BUT STILL LUCID&#33;&#33;&#33;
WOO HOO&#33;&#33;&#33;
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6- Sis&#39;s & Flying DILD

At my sister&#39;s and had my camera with me. She had poured a bunch of chestnuts out onto the coffee table. I arranged them exactly how I wanted them. The stupid nuts kept rolling away or some would disappear when I looked away and looked back again. I kept rearranging them to my liking. My arms suddenly felt tingly, like all the hairs on them had stood on end. Realized that I couldn&#39;t feel my camera in my right hand. Held my arm out and looked at it. My hand and camera were gone. The rest of my arm disappeared as if someone were erasing it from the wrist upward.

"I&#39;m dreaming." I mentioned to my sister matter of factly. She shook her head and walked away. I stood up and ran into the other room. It had a high cathedral ceiling. I leapt up, sort of fluttered my arms a bit, (remember feeling like an idiot as I fluttered) and ascended to the cieling. I simply ghosted through the ceiling and two others above me until I got outside. Looked down on the earth and simply enjoyed the view as I arose.

Got to a point where I was so high that the earth was nothing but different colored patches of land. It was then I remembered the Advanced Lucid Task. I decided to get a good distance away from the earth so I could watch whatever catestrophic end I brought to it.

Passed through some whispy clouds and even higher up. Suddenly my head hit against something solid. I put my hands up against it and pushed myself down and then looked up. It was a cieling with clouds painted on it. I looked down and could still see the earth below. I pushed on the ceiling, tried to get through it but I couldn&#39;t. I struggled with the barrier, determined to get higher so I could have a great view of earth&#39;s destruction but I couldn&#39;t burst through it or will it away.



7- Stalking Through My House HIT

Recalled and scribbled down the above dream then watched my HI until I slept again.

&#39;Woke up&#39; in bed, lying exactly how I had been as I fell asleep. Rolled out of bed, amazed that I didn&#39;t have &#39;dreaming sleep paralysis&#39; again. Looked to my hands and could barely see them in the dark. Tried to stabalize the dream but it didn&#39;t seem to want to or I couldn&#39;t muster up the engergy to do it.
I suddenly had the notion that I was having an OBE.

Heard D in the shower. Decided I was going to scare him. I floated out of the room and through the locked bathroom door. Stopped when I saw the mirror. I couldn&#39;t see myself. I had no reflection. I focussed angrilly on the mirror trying to make my reflection appear but nothing happened.

D then got out of the shower and walked right through me as he exited the bathroom. It was the most horrible feeling. Totally indescribable. It was both painful and disgusting. I retreated to my bedroom and simply stared at the bed. I was still there sleeping, curled up on my side. I watched myself for a while, wondered if I was dreaming me or if I was dreaming something completely different.

Heard D readying for work. I floated back out, down the hallway and tried to shove him. I couldn&#39;t. He sat down on the stairs to put his boots on, I rounded him and poked at his eye but he didn&#39;t feel it. Fear raced through me suddenly. I wondered if maybe I had died and now was a spirit that no one could see or hear. I wanted to call out D&#39;s name but it wouldn&#39;t come to me. I couldn&#39;t even remember my name.

D went to the kitchen table and sat down to eat. I followed, waving and trying to knock stuff over to get his attention. I turned and looked at the cat, he seemed to see me so I tried to scare him. He didn&#39;t move. When I looked back at D he&#39;d turned into a little plastic doll that resembled himself.

I laughed because I realize then that I was dreaming. I moved to the doll and picked it up, inspected it. Heard a door open suddenly and I woke up.




8-Me & Me DILD

I walked down my hallway and came out into what was supposed to be the kitchen but was instead a large dark dining room. The walls were a deep red and the table, chairs and trim was a very dark rich wood. I picked up some cloths from the floor and tried to hang them on some nails that were jutting out from the wall. Each time I placed a cloth on the nail, the nail would sag downward and the cloth would fall again.

Heard a voice that sounded vaguely familiar. It was a male and he called to me, but he didn&#39;t call me by my name. can&#39;t remember what the hell he called me now. Anyway I moved around the table and ran my fingers down the lush scarlet velvety drapes. The guy called to me again and I recognised his voice. It was Trowa. Upon that realisation I knew I was dreaming.

<span style="color:#CC0000">Trowa. I had been wanting to lucid dream him for a while. There were a few things I had planned for he and I had to do together. I waited for him to come into the room but he was gone. I knew he was gone. This pissed me off and I was going to conjor him up again but something else I&#39;d wanted to LD popped into my mind. There was someone I&#39;d been wanting to LD for a while now... but I couldn&#39;t remember his name&#33;&#33;&#33;

I looked up at the cieling, kicking myself in the ass for suddenly going senile, and as I stared at the tiles they flipped over one by one. On each was a different picture of the person I&#39;d wanted to LD. My eyes darted back and forth between all the pictures and I tried with all my might to call up the person&#39;s name but it wouldn&#39;t come to me. For some reason I HAD to call that name out for that person to appear. I knew the name started with a J.. and called out as many J names as I could think. None of them were right. I gave up. Hoped it would come to me later.

I turned around and there was another me. The other me was naked. I made her turn around so I could check her body to see if it had the same scars and markings as my body does. Her body was completely perfect. Not a blemish on her.

I wondered what to do with myself. Suddenly moved for her and kissed her on the lips. I wanted to see what it felt like to kiss myself. I liked it. The other me seemed to like it too, she wanted more. "What a slut." I said as I shoved her away. It angered me how easy the other me was and I decided to kick her ass for being so slutty. But before I could she came back to me and started kissing me again. I shoved her off and grabbed her by the hair and forced her to the floor. I told her to NEVER lay a hand on me unless I allow it. She nodded and looked at the floor.

I looked up at the ceiling again and tried to remember J&#39;s name. I couldn&#39;t. I could remember Trowa but not J. This pissed me off all the more because they were basically one in the same. Unable to recall his name I turned back to Me, threw all caution to the wind and decided to make out with myself. How often does one get to experience such a thing?

Hopped on the bed and told Me to undress me. She did and we got down to business. Me basically became a stand in for J.

I was awakened when D said good bye and left for work.


Gives me the creeps now to actually read that.

Originally Posted by Vex

<div align="center">3 LUCID DREAMS THIS MORNING&#33;&#33;&#33;
SHORT BUT STILL LUCID&#33;&#33;&#33;
WOO HOO&#33;&#33;&#33;

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Heh. Nice bunch of LD&#39;s, Vex. (Especially the You-on-You action. Haha.)

And I fuckin HATE "dying" dreams. Honestly, there are very few feelings worse than just realizing you&#39;ve died, and are nothing but an intangible spirit. Ugggh... Freaks me out, just thinking about it.