Thread: Flavour's Journal

Thanks Bethany!

With the pill-induced fog lifting day by day, I'm hoping I'll have some more lucids to report soon. I'm certainly due!

It turns out I've got some big fish to fry over the next several months, so my dream journaling is going to be slim to non-existent while I get things squared away.

Thanks for reading, more to come... eventually.

Am I really going to start posting stuff here again? It's been 14 months since I recorded anything... no wonder my lucidity has gone downhill straight to hell. Well, it's not that bad... I've been having several low-level lucids per week and a good one a couple times a month. I did find out, quite by accident, that 5 mg of melatonin gave me clarity and control that was really outstanding. It seemed I kept a single lucid going for o half hour through multiple scenes, and every "fade to gray" could be brought back easily into a new scene just by staring out into the darkness for a few seconds. The rest of the night, I would start dreaming again, already lucid.

Anybody who remembers my DJ posts from 2008 should be expecting me to say something outrageous about now... but I can't think of anything. Damn.

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Damn it Dan.

Let's see if I remember how I did this.. green represents a non-lucid dream, and blue represents a lucid dream.. or was it the other way around? Shit. Okay, Okay.. green is non-lucid, blue is lucid.

I don't really want to journal old dreams right now, but I've not been made any effort at recall in a long time. So I've got nothing. "Then what's the point?", you say. Well, the point is this: Dream Journals really do help immensely with the nuts and bolts of recall. So I'll just keep entering crap here and maybe I'll get back into a groove before long and start remembering to remember my dreams.

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I haven't been relaxed in awhile, and the dreams and bits of dreams I do recall lately seem to echo that. No crazy WTF dreams that tell me I've got something creative going, just dreams about doing the things I do every day. I need vacation, I need to run off to the mountains by myself, and I need to be there until I stink a ten yard radius around me. Then maybe I can have some decent dreams.

Details later 'cuz I'm busy now, but I was crazy lucid last night. Even woke up in SP and just chilled with it till I got some cool light patterns and quite suddenly a scene materialized with clarity and vividness. The whole night was vivid and clear.

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Guess what I am?
JEALOUS!

I was going to say the obvious answer, "Gay", but jealous works too!

I'm jealous in a gay way.

Sleep paralysis is supposed to protect us from acting out our dreams... is supposed to.

Example one from a few years back:

I'm getting ready to kick a long field goal, the game is apparently on the line. The snap.. the approach.. the kick.....

Suddenly I am awake sitting on the couch in extreme pain, I have no idea if I won the game or not because I've driven my right shin into the bottom edge of the coffee table. At this point, any curse-words are appropriate, but I go with the tried and true, "SONOFABITCH!" The cat, assuming it was something she did, bolts for the kitchen and is not seen for several hours.

Example two from two years ago:

For whatever reason, I'm a kid again, and me and my younger brother are floating on a raft. He's really getting on my nerves.. pushing me, poking me, and generally being a little asshole. I tire of it and throw him an elbow.

I'm suddenly awake, and my grandson who climbed into my bed after I fell asleep is scared out of his wits and using every curse word he knows in surprisingly creative combinations. He has a rich vocabulary of profanity for a four year old. Well, he didn't learn it from me, the only word he's learned from me is "asshole!" (and that's only from watching my interaction with other drivers when he's with me in the car). Apparently I've just given him an elbow to the ribs. He considers crying for a moment, but when I tell him it happened in a dream, he wants to know about the dream.

So good thing, sleep paralysis, when it works... which thankfully, is most of the time.

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When I went to bed last night, I was crazy lucid for the first 3 hours before I was awakened by the boy. I seem to be able to fade to gray and back at will.. a neat trick. I don't know why, but my flying is all messed up. Still happening in slow motion. I was standing on a bluff several miles south (I have no idea how I knew it was south, but I knew) of a large downtown area. I had a river to cross and then the intervening distance. I started into the air, and I faltered, and floated down 10 yards or so, now I had the top of the bluff above me, and I had to zigzag my way to the top, then I crossed the water only yards above the surface at a painfully slow speed. I got mad and thought, "fade to gray", and I got gray and then thought "new scene'", I faded into a scene standing beside a swimming pool. I dived in, went down around ten feet, swam around, surfaced and did a lap. The water had the right viscosity, but it was too dry and too warm to be convincing. I got out and headed for the womens' locker room.

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