It's a nice guitar. :D One of theirs is 8000 I think. :eek:
I'm getting really good at identifying where most of my dreams are coming from I think.
Ahh if Tom Cruise was in my dream I'd punch him.
Actually, that's a new LD goal. :P
It's a nice guitar. :D One of theirs is 8000 I think. :eek:
I'm getting really good at identifying where most of my dreams are coming from I think.
Ahh if Tom Cruise was in my dream I'd punch him.
Actually, that's a new LD goal. :P
That's a plan!
Maybe we can learn to dreamwalk and go into his dream to smack him down!
Totally. Whenever I think of dreamwalking, I think of that episode of Spongebob where Spongebob goes into everyone else's dream, including his snail's, and they all get mad at him when they wake up.
Okay, maybe that's just me.
Hahahahaha, I remember that! Wow, I haven't watched SpongeBob in forever. :D
In Gary's there was the "There once was an old man from Peru who Dreamed he was eating his shoe" poem. And Patrick was on the rocking seahorse. :lol:
Another goal! Be SpongeBob or Patrick!
Pimple
I'm sitting in the bathtub and there's a big pimple on my bellybuttong. :shock: I pop it and a huge strand of the shit that's in it keeps coming out and out and it's about a foot long. :eek:
Austin Hotel, Stop Smoking, iPhone, Little Lucid
80%, WBTB
[A little bit big title :P]
I'm in a hotel in Austin. My family and my cousin's family are there also. They do something that I forgot. :P I decide to go exploring. I go into a room and see one of those little gumball machine things. I get a advil liquid gel looking piece of gum. I push it through a hole in the top and it comes back out the side. I think it made it go through someliquid. :P I eat a couple of them before I realize that they are nicotine gum and taste horrible. I realize that I'm in a stop smoking clinic. I could draw this place out for you exact. It was very realizistic. I walk around the corner into the waiting room and I see the fat kid from the Guitar Shop dream, except he's with his Dad this time. I get embarrased because I realize that people probably think that I'm a smoker. I go to walk out, but a nurse asks me to sign out and gives me an LG Voyager cell phone. She teaches me how to sign out on it but using the touch screen. I decided to delete my name out of the system so people wouldn't think I smoke. I can't find it though and ask her why. She tells me that they don't use names and that they use picture ID's from a camera on the sign facing the door. She shows me the small square where the camera is. It looks like the camera on a Mac. I find me and delete me from the system and walk out. While walking out I see this skater I know walking in and think, "Well, it's good that he's quitting smoking." :lol:
When I walk out I end up in a HUGE library. I become very aware now, and seem wonder what book I was looking for when I was awake. Not really lucid, but that was my thought. :P I'm trying to think of it when all of a sudden my Dad walks up. I'm lucid now. I do a nose RC and breathe in a couple times. I love how it feels. :lol: I start to breath very wierd on purpose because I read that how you breath in a dream is how you will breath in real life. I do some deep breaths then really short breaths, and hold my breath, etc. All while holding my nose. :D I go to talk to my Dad, I say, "Hey! I"m Ludid!" He replies, "No shit, these have all been your dreams." I think that's awkward and kind of feel like he is sayig I'm stupid. :P I start to remember what I was going to do in my dream, but the dream starts to fade. I spin around. When I stop it all came back, and there was now a ferris wheel in the library. I lose lucidity. :morecrying: I walk outside where I see my friends RZ and AM walking up.
[The part that you probably will think is really random takes place every single day. :D]
AM walks up and starts shaking my hand and says, "I want an iPhone." I try to get him to let go of my hand because in waking life it's me and RZ that do that. He won't let go and I'm jerking my hand away. Finally I get it away and shake RZ's hand and we both say that we want iPhones. :lol: We shake hands until we walk back inside and say "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand break." Just like in waking life. :P There is a group of people in a circle. We all go get in the circle and see what's going on. Nothing really. I tell RZ about the LG Voyager that I got to mess with in the smoking clinic. He's excited about it. :lol:
I realize that my cell phone is missing, so I go on the search for it. I go into the smoking clinic and ask the nurse if I left my cell in there, and she says yes and gives it to me.
[And so ends a really random dream with a little bit of lucidity. :P]
Type That Dream
I'm on the computer typing the dream above. The text I wrote for the title was, "Oh this one was fun, and it had some lucidity."
Comments:
So, second little bit of lucidity. I was dissapointed that it didn't last too long, but still happy that I got it and some experience! And I got some dreams signs out of this one. Actually a lot. Fat kids, my dad (he seems to be in every dream recently.), AM, and little oddities that I do every day like the "I want an iPhone" handshake with RZ and Austin. And lots more actually.
And it was a fun dream. :D
Freaky pimple! But I totally envy your lucidity. My most recent lucid was pathetically short. I agree about the feeling of holding your nose and still being able to breathe - it's surreal. If it's indeed true that you breathe the same way in real life as you do in your dreams, I think it'd be funny (if you slept with someone else in your bed) to make really alarming breathing noises. I wonder if you could snort.
Also, I have yet to mention that I'm lucid to any DC's. It seems like they have something amusing to say most of the time.
Haha. :D Act like your having a panic attack. If they woke me up though I'd be really mad but probably still laughing.
I was kind of mad that I lost my lucidity. :P I was planning on playing guitar with a bunch of people. Including Albert King, SRV, Hendrix, BB King, Jerry Garcia, Robert Johnson, and a couple more I think. :D
I guess I'll just wait till tonight. :)
:banana: That's great! Any lucidity is good! And then you had...
A false awakening and tried to record your dream. I do that all the time, and should get lucid from it more, but it works sometimes! So keep that in mind.
Good job! :boogie:
Thank you. :D
Yeah, I always RC whenever I write in my physical DJ, but I never do when I write in this one. :P
I guess I should. :lol:
What?
I'm in my parent's room at my old house. I'm talking to my mom, and my dad is in their bathroom. Somebody comes into the house and I'm scared becaue I think that he's some kind of killer. I run into the shower and try to get as close to the wall as I can hoping that he won't be able to see me. I see him go into the bathroom and grab my Dad and shake him. :lol: I'm hiding behind the wall, and he leaves the bathroom, but turns around and sees me! He runs into the shower with an evil face on! The he flicks my head and walks away. :oops:
And the winner is...
[This dream was very very vivid.]
I'm in a type of ballroom/stage. The stage has stairs on it and looks like the one on Deal of No Deal. This is the Emmys. :D They are announcing the award for Best Male Performer. The two choices are Bono and Fabio. :lol: Bono gets the award! They announce my name and tell me to introduce Bono. I get on stage with the mic and do a little comedy routine. I remember it all haha. First, while I'm on stage, there is a big band behind me, but they dissapear when I start talking. Also, I see people dressed up like priests and popes walking around. I say, "What can one say about Bono? He's won every award possible and does everything he can do and more than that. So I don't think he needs this Emmy, but whatever. Bono is a great performer, musician, and person. He has one of the biggest bands ever, produces great music, helps starving African kids, and a lot more. Bono and U2, infact, are one of the best bands ever made. The only two people that have such a huge collection of albums that are so great are U2 and Bob Dylan. But Bob Dylan isn't here tonight, so you win."
The crowd was laughing at everything. When it wasn't really funny at all, except I liked the end. :P I gave the mic to Bono and went to take a seat. Bono starts talking about whatever. I don't pay attention. I'm walking around when I see a Bible, so I put it on Bono's seat because I think that it's his. AM walks up with wide eyes staring at the Bible and says, "How is this here? I just looked and it wasn't!" I don't tell him that I put it there because I figured he was looking for it and wanted it to seem amazing.
I then look over and see Michael Jordan walking down the aisle in a gold and white big robe and pope hat with a staff and people bowing and following him. :lol: :bowdown:
Comments
The second dream, I know a lot about how it's all there.
I'm at the emmy's because I was watching Stephen Colbert last night and he was talking about it. I saw the South Park commercial with Bono in it about 9 million times while watching that. Somebody at lunch yesterday found a picture or Fabio and said something about it. All the religious content in my dreams recently I'm guessing are because of the constant talking about religion and spirituality that I'm doing now. It's one of my favorite things to argue about. :D So religious stuff is a new dream sign. I watched a special on VH1 about Bob Dylan the other day, and I probably listened to a lot of his music yesterday also.
And I really don't very much like U2. I think Bono is OK because of the stuff that he does, but I'm not a big fan of their music.
Fabio and Michael Jordan in a Pope costume. :rolllaugh: So was MJ wearing Nike or Prada? I.e.,
http://www.shoeblogs.com/images/PopesRedShoes.jpeg
I liked your speech too. Also, where were you watching Stephen Colbert? I'm having Colbert withdrawals.
Oh, Prada definitely. :D
Comedy Central, 11:30, 10:30 Central. :lol:
Actually, just imagine that picture of the pope like 7 feet tall with MJ's face and the staff was all gold. And those two guys were there, except there were more of them.
And walking down a red carpet in a red room in the aisle between a bunch of chairs.
I know what you mean. :P
What's the fu for?
Oh, you know. Like it's a martial art. Kung-fu . . . Google-fu . . . Photoshop-fu.
Oh. I'm slow. :D
Tofu. :eek:
Haha I know. :D
I expected some major whoop ass to go on. He was a beast.
Been a while. My recall hasn't been too well because I've been feeling horirble and on some medicines that might mess it up. And I have been out of some energy. :P
I took a nap earlier and had a couple super vivid dreams though. I went to the Grocery Store and got some drinks that I get regularly, but I noticed today that they have between 100 and 200% of our daily B6 dose. So they're better than the apraised V8 by what it seems. :D Anyways, I drank one before my nap and here's the results:
Now That's a Burger!
This is a movie dream. An arial view to the side of Dr. Cox's head from scrubs. He's sitting at a table where there's a tub of water. The place looks like a police questioning room. The walls are a dark blue, and there's a window on one wall with people observing. In the tub of water is a hamburger floating on top of the water. A thin bun with bacon underneath falls on the burger, then another with chicken and a thin bun, then another with more hamburger meat. Dr. Cox says, "Now that's a burger!" to the people observing the room.
[I ended up being woken up by my Mom because she had gotten me a burger from Novroskys. :banana::eek: And she wasn't home until right before she woke me up. So unless I had all these dreams super fast, that's pretty cool. :P]
He's my neighboor?
Me, my Mom, my Aunt, and my Mom's friend are all walking out of my neighboorhood. We get out of my neighboorhood, and are walking down the street. We turn around to see Brian Posehn (Search his name. I didn't know who he was either, just that he was on The Sara Silverman Program... which sucks.) I recognise him and say, "What's he doing here?" And my Aunt says, "He's you're neighboor. You didn't know that?" So I ran over to him. He was getting some groceries out of his car. Most of it was alcohol, and he said, "What's uuuup?" I said, "Not much. I can't believe you're my neighboor. How long have you lived here?" He just said, "You ready to get feeling good?" While pulling a case of beer out of the car. :lol: :cheers: I laugh, but I couldn't go with him because my Mom was there. :(
Oh, I almost forgot.
I ended up having a little brief awakening during my nap where I tried to remember some dreams. The only one I could remember was the second one with the guy from that show. I knew I had another one, but couldn't remember it. So I went back to sleep.
I had the same dream as the first one. Exactly the same context and visions and everything. Exactly the same. So I ended up being shook awake by my Mom to see if I was hungry for the hamburger, and went, "Oh yeah... that was the dream I had earlier. :P
I'm going to go post a thread in the lucid aids section now to show my drink discovery.
About the b6, I don't know why people trouble themselves with V8 and other such drinks. If b6 is all you're going for, why not just take supplements? I take 10,000% of my daily b6 most nights.
Oh man, love the Dr. Cox/burger one. I watch Scrubs all the time and my brother and I are always talking about it, so I don't know why the good doc isn't in my dreams more often. He could lend them some much-needed humor. Anyway, that was a really random set-up in a funny way.
The random neighbor/beer one made me laugh out loud as well. Kind of like he did an on-the-spot commercial. Also, I hope you feel better soon. I know illnesses can mess with sleep schedules/recall, but might also allow for more lucid naps.
I also take the supplements on some nights. When I WBTB usually. Maybe because the drinks have other vitamins and things that are also very good for you. Kill two birds with one stone. :P
I loooooooove scrubs. :D I just watched one... that shows great. :P I hate slapstick, but that show is awesome. :lol: I think it's because I can relate to pretty much all the characters. Maybe that's why everybody loves it. Cox is everybody when their mad or dissapointed but still compassionate, and JD is when we're silly but deep at the same time, and Turk is when we're goofy and confused and still takes care of whatever... hahaha. I'm making it out like it's a profound shakespearean play or something. :P It's good though. Haha.
Thanks for the get well soon. I'm tryin. :D
Been a while... sickness, and whatever else has given me some bad recall lately, and recalled dreams just haven't been posted. :P Had a few last night.
Train Tracks
I'm walking home from school [I Drive, and never walked home] I'm walking under a dark highway, to my left is a railing with some train tracks about 5 feet below the street I"m walking on. I jump over the fence and am walking on the train tracks, being careful to step on the tracks only and not in between them. [Yes, I even have OCD in my dreams. :P] I walk around a left curve, and some black dogs, I think labs, are on the curve. They start following me, jumping on me, licking me, etc.
Repeat
I had the same dream as above, but after I got around the curves I noticed that some of the tracks were missing, leaving gaps and pissing me off.
Green Flash, Broken Spaceship
We're in Austin! Favorite place to be. :D We're walking down 6th street when I look up and see these two dots slowly slowly growing bigger. I see them and they are the two pieces of a broken space ship. It looks like they are in orbit. I say, "Hey Mom! Look at those pieces of a spaceship!" Everybody looks up but they all disregard it and act link it's nothing. They start to grow bigger and bigger. I realize that they are falling and are going to hit near us! I scream, "Watch out!" The front half of the spaceship hits about half a mile to the right of me causing a lot of noise and damage. Buildings are crumbling and going down in flames. Then suddenly the bottom half hurdles into a tall building ripping it to the ground like a tissue. It looked like the Twin Towers when the planes hit them, except it was a huge circular rocket that just ripped right through it and dragged it down. This one was slightly closer, and caused all the buildings to my right on 6th street to crumble and go up in flames.
I freak out looking for my 7 year old twin brothers. I ask my Mom where they are and she tells me not to worry and that we put them in a little daycare thing. I still freak out because I think the building they are in might be destroyed because it is to my right which is where both pieces landed.
We make it to the daycare, which is at the top of a huge building. When we are walking through the building I notice that it is lopsided a bit, and cracking from the space ship crashes. We get them out of there and go back down.
We go back to my city where I am once again walking through the train tracks from school. This time when I go to the curve, there's only one of the dogs and he just stares at me and seems sad. I figure that it's because of the space ship crashes. I get around the tracks, and this time, all the tracks are missing and there is a huge dirt mound about 15 feet high in front of me. I climb over it and get to the end where a couple friends are that I don't recognize. I tell them about the space ship crashes and they say, "I know, I saw it." I ask them how they did if it happened in Austin which is 5 hours away from here. They say that there was a big green flash. Like the one in Pirates of the Carribean 3. I think of Pirates of the Carribean 3 and see the flash in my head.
It happens, just hang in there and it always comes back! :) Glad you are feeling better.
Oooh, lucid opportunity, the dream-repeat. Keep that one in mind.
That was some good recall there! :boogie:
Yeah, I should have caught the repeat as some Deja Vu or whatever. :lol: I guess my logic was that I go to school lots of days, so it was just another day. :P
It's wierd. I never really go to Austin ever, but I love it and it's in my dreams a lot. And I plan on going to a colleage like 15 minutes away from it. :P