Thread: QS's Dream Journal

I can't change the name or get rid other thread! I need to typ QS's D Journal somehow and get rid of the name

Originally Posted by Quick Silver

I can't change the name or get rid other thread! I need to typ QS's D Journal somehow and get rid of the name

If you'll tell me what you'd like done, I can edit this thread however you like :]

Wholy shit really!! cool! I need the primary thread name to be QS's Dream Journal like every one else's. I woke this morning and remembered that this correction was wrong. If I wasn't tired and had double checked before knocking out and dreaming about squirrels (furr ball bastards) last night I wouldn't be worried about this. I wanted to post something else today while I did homework. thanks!

Title changed to "QS's Dream Journal"~

Oh, well if you don't know how to navigate the forums better, you can always click on the "my posts" button to find your old posts, as it says~

... sorry! I'm not used to forums. I only have one for myspace and thats it. thanks for understanding man.

The closest I've been to a dild so far is when my mind started to form a room I was thinking about on the first night. I remember the last shape I saw (which was rare for me); it was a... crap I forget what they're called it was like a dome shape which was going to collapse inward and do something else.

For people who don't know, that shape belongs to the room I was in. The room had curtains that weren't anywhere near the hole that this shape was for for some reason. And there were patterns all over the floor that moved like on the old Windows 3d maze screen savers but more detailed and no pixels. And the room reminded me of one of the auditoriums in my schools. You know; where the school plays would be held or announcements? But it had no stage (just the hole in the wall for the drawing curtains which were on the other side of the room) or chairs. And there was a counter-like barrier that kept me from jumping into what-ever the hell was being displayed. And the room was primarily purple and red. This is where the shock waves tecnique came from. I was never able to use the shockwaves again.

Then a night or 2 ago I was about to (what i think) make my own background. it had a basic blue sky then green grass, then it switched to a darker theme where the grass was grey and the sky was black with something in the background. My buzzer woke me up.

But I'm going to make a growing list of things I need to get done to remind myself why I'm here.

Top priority:
Obtain Lucidity [X]
keep it []
find room []
Learn to hone in powers []
[COLOR="Red"]Find and confront Shadow Man and/or shadow creature [45%]
Find gaps in small spaces in places I know that lead somewhere []
find and confront the 3 people who shot me []
findout the meaning of my other nightmares []
Go back to nightmares I remember and kick some sorry ass []

2nd priority:
Flying:
just knowing it [X]
10% control []
50% control []
100% control []

psychic:
just knowing it [X]
10% control []
50% control []
100% control []

Super psychic explosion?

music orientated shockwaves [X]
inside the room [X]
10% control []
50% control []
100%control []
outside the room []

super jump []

use physics of super jump to run ridiculusly fast []

Kamehameha wave [/] it flooped

misc powers []

3rd priority:
become lucid while listening to music []
Go deep within my own mind and find things I never knew []
find out if my memory really is a fileing stroage []
more High Definition Dragon Ball Z fights []

Last thing to do:
help my story and roam []

Man I've ran around on this website, I love the things I read. It answers so many things that I had experienced and then some. Although I've never had a shadow person stare at me in an hallucination (If I did I swear I'd fly at it because one is enough of a damned hassle already.), I've never been in the kind of dreams that others have been in and have experienced.

But despite the Shadow man, and the people who shot me; there is one more that I'd like to state. I've been through BAD weather, if not just down right insane or impossible. I've been in two seperate tornadoes. And one BIG FUCKIN HUGE ONE!! This one I'd like to call a god tornado because it had the capability to swallow the primary city of L.A. whole. This tornado came with not just 2 more in the same dream, but 3 more in the same dream. 2 of which merged together and made a bigger problem. And I've seen alot of black clouds. along with white, which packed one hell of a light show and snow storm.

And that is everything that you would ever need to know about me. Now when I get the chance, I'll update my journal with current progress. Right now I'm trying to figure out how to become lucid by realizing that I'm looking at myself in 3rd person view. Most of my dreams are in the 3rd person view. I'm more capable of a dild. But I know i'm close! I can feel it for some reason! I'm betting that I'll have it soon if not sooner than a week... i said betting.

I said I'd update and I am. Just last night I went in and out of a dream twice. I maintained the 1st (old) version of my character when he went Super Sayin 6. and I NUKED with one of his most powerful attack!!! I had a sky view of the attack, it was so sweet! there was a shock wave that pushed and disolved away clouds, and the attack went up like an explosion on the anime Evangellion.

I'm not sure how I went SS6, I have a funny and a bit of a strong feeling though that at some point in the dream I realized I was dreaming and could do anything. and that small fragment is followed by the feeling that the possible lucidness is what caused me to go SS6. but it's barely even a fraction of a memory so I'm questioning rather it happened or not all I know is that it was a very large dream with only fractions of it wizzing by in my head for brief moments right now. But I'm sure that when and if this happened that I lost the control, and that was where the dream left off. Thus, leaving me stuck in SS6 with no control, and leaving me back in 3rd person view again.

But despite the fact that I willingly went in and out twice without so much as a second thought other than wanting to go back in. the question is rather I was lucid or not.

Well for the first time ever I've skipped in and out of dreams twice in a row now. And even better, the 2nd time (while awake) I had to deal with my brother, and I was STILL able to go right back in after a few minutes, without even trying! But when I thought about becoming lucid while going in, the dream didn't alow freedom; it just picked up where it left off again and continued. But it was a bad dream, people were dying in it because some terminator-like lady was killing them. And I wanted to become lucid so I could stop it. But I got nothing. Just like the first time when I wanted to (supposedly) regain my lost control over my new Super Sayin 6 stage by going back into the dream lucid. Are these dreams too big for me to control for now?

All I can make out from these past nights though is that my dreams are becoming vivid again after a while since my last ones. and they have plots like before that I can remember as well.

Well the B-6 gave me a dream and drowzynesss, which caused me to go to sleep again, but I don't remember a damned thing. I'm going to bed early tonight, and doing it again. If that stuff is so great it should work when I have my mind on lucidity. This is a week after the 1st time so I'm not going to overdoase and never wake up, and I refuse to take more than 1. I just need to think about it more and be positive, that's how I was able to jump in and out like that with out the pill. If I find out that the B-6 works, and I become very good at lucidity because of it, then I'll only take the B-6 when insomnia strikes. I'm close, I know It wont take me longer than 2 months if I focus on the task at hand, so I'm fine. Especially since I'm learning the patterns in order for certain things to happen. All I need to remember is that when I'm in 3rd person view, and I see myself, then it's an obvious dream sign.

I'm still here! Just thought I'd check in. But I'm having trouble, and will need some help soon.

My mind is too sparatic; I can't focus it if I tried. It jumps around so dang much that I'm lucky if my dreams even have a plot in them. Even if they had a plot the sense in the dream is 0.

Even if I gained control it's only because it's letting me, But I'm never aware that I'm dreaming. I'm completely under my brain's thumb. If any one reads this, I'm going to need help soon. The reason why I don't want the help now though, is because I have to put more back into this first. I'm trying to remember my intention as I fall asleep, but I'm A.D.D. with a teeny tiny pinch of the "H.", so my mind runs around and refuses to stay stiill and focus as I drift off.

I need to be adopted, It's the only way I can get taught after I'm done trying. But as I said, not yet; I'm not done.

I have several comments about your shadow man dilemna. First, I noticed that you are a light sleeper because you commonly incoporate noises/people around you into your dream state. My opinion is that you hear these things from your waking life, and although you are dreaming, become confused which is reality. This confusion creates a world with perceptions from both your waking life and dream life.

I also tend to have a theory that the specific sensations in dreaming are created by electricty(or something) going over parts of our body where memory is stored. Do you think it's possible that this shadow man is some sort of illness or cancer that you have had for quite sometime although low key?

LOL! I was going to take him down off of here soon too! I actually came back to take off the "HELLP MEH!!" and the "dream jumper" comment though. But I didn't think someone would respond before I did!

Now when it comes to a possible illness or cancer, I'm a.d.d. the "h" is but a grain in my head. But I don't see a reason to consider that an illness, infact, it makes up who I am. I'm actually proud of that part of me because it makes me a naturally good person by heart, so I'm not ashamed of it. I just wish I could focus alittle more. But I do have something wrong with my left eye. I've had 2 surguries on it, and I'm waiting for a 3rd surgery that is supposed to take place 3 months or more from now. This ticks me off though because it took my eye 2 months to get as shitty as it is now. And in a sense, it scares me because I don't want the last thing my eye sees to be white before going out like a light bulb. This surgery is supposed to end all of this already, and it's far away from me.

As for Shadow Man; Shadow man killed my brother in my dream on the 1st week after the 1st surgery. He came again in another dream when I found that room a while after the 2nd surgery, which was almost recent. But I dodged him and got the hell out of the building in the dream.

And as for the statement about what influences what I dream; yes! Yes dude, you are right on the dot with that statement! I realized sometime back that things that I hear while sleeping do influence what I dream. And yes, when I hear or see certain things in the waking world, it travels into my head and takes over while I dream.

I may have figured it out just now, but not quite. Thanks man.

I still may need help soon. I'll post it up as soon as I do, because there is another reason why I'm here. I'm making a story with 3 other guys, and sometimes I get ideas from the dreams that I have. I'm studying this field as it is. I just want to see and feel the ideas more because imagining it isn't quite enough unless I'm listening to music. And, there are still the people in the 3 dreams that shot me. As well as one more thing behind that as well, so I'm not done in this place yet.

As I said though, I will still need help here. Because obtaining lucidity is frackin hard. But since I'm a light sleeper, what do you think I should do to get control? Go deeper?

The first thing I recommend is trying to insulate yourself from outside noises. I don't know if you would have a weird dream if you had a fan blowing, but I always love the rhythmic sound and the circulating air that a fan can bring to the sleeping experience.

You could also try working out before you go to bed. The point of this is to make sure that you are really tired and not just trying to force yourself to go to sleep because of the time. Some people say working out before bed is wrong because it excites your body. I think that it is ok if you work out and then shower and do all of the other things and you should be good by then.

Try to make your waking life positive. Dreams tend to have pieces of memories, so if you are having a good day you will probably have good dreams.

The truth is, I have a lock on my door for privacy now that I have my own room. 2nd, It's dead quiet, all I ever hear is my parents noise maker thingy that can play sounds that help you sleep. It may be in their room, but I can hear it. My mom and me go for the rain storm. And as for the fan, nah, it doesn't bug me. And finally as for working out, I'll go back to my push-ups, I had a feeling that worked.

DANG!! I've been trying to get to my computer all day here! I don't know how or why it happened the way it did in the dream, all I remember is suddenly saying "wait a sec, I'm dreaming!" and then I became lucid! I GOT IT!! At that moment, I wanted to do a ki blast (Kamehameha wave) because I made it a mental note earlier on. I charged it, but when I shot it, it was a light blue glowing puff of smoke that came out of my hands. Soon after I did this, the dream skipped on to God knows what, because even this morning I couldn't recall it at all. All I know is that I dreamed of something. But it was while I was doing a dream recall, when I remembered that I was lucid, and I lost it. Probably because of the thing that the one guy, I think The Cusp said about too much forced focus. But even though that I flopped, I GOT IT!!

Next time, although I can't wait, I'll do something more reasonable.

I remember the dream up to a certain point, but this one hit a bit of a nerve that didn't need reminding. So I'll just say that this dream was Bioshock themed, but there was some kind of events that were taking place. The place was dark magenta mostly, with occasional orange or yellow rooms. The place was mostly made of hallways, and the rooms were all mostly auditoriums. Kind of like a hotel I was at on time during a freinds... I don't know how to spell it so I'll say mexican party for 14 year old girls. And I'll say this now, she's a freind; alittle odd in the head, but still my freind.

Anyway, I guess my mind has a thing for auditoriums for plays, but potrays them only for events. In this dream, there was somekind of monster that got pissed of if I, or someone else did something, prefably just piss it off, and the monster would, I think just kill when triggered. after escaping one of it's rampages just after the part of the dream that I'm not going to put down had passed. I was walking outside one of the rooms, and talking to myself. The word at the end of my sentance was dream. I said something similar to "It's like I'm stuck in some kind of nightmare or..." I paused and started to figure things out. I felt thoughts coming together, like an idea was hitting me. then BAM!! When I figured it out, I yelled "I'M DREAMING!!!" but before I got the chance to control myself, I felt something funny, then I was awake. I kept (i think) going back in just to come out again, until I was somewhere in between awake and not. I remember trying to go in, stay there, but while I was I started fading out again, I tried the spinny thing, but that not only made me dizzy as well as end up somewhere completely random, and then wake up again.

After the first realization though, one part of the dream I remember as clear as day was looking at my left arm, and seeing my veins black and outlined red as something was pumping through them. I looked on the side of my shoulder, and saw the needle that was stuck to me. I pulled it out, then my veins went back too normal.

It seemed that after I became lucid, then woke up, everything after was either me trying, or just the brain messing with me.

All I'm doing is finding someway to focus on a certain thing before I go to sleep, then some how while dreaming, my brain puts 2 and 2 together while I'm dreaming, then I realize what's going on. I am keeping a dream journal, and I found some signs, but while I'm trying to use them, my brain is just figuring it out on it's own these first 2 times. This dream was no different. This one had a dream sign as well, an auditorium.

The first time, everything before my lucidity was nothing but unrememberable crap-ola. Then I figured it out and tried to do a ki wave while I was in an utterly grey void. After failing, more mumbo-jumbo followed.

Then this time I was dreaming with everything in full detail, then when I figured it out, I got kicked out, then even more mumbo-jumbo followed.

So far here is the signs I have:

my past schools
auditoriums

there are theoried ones, but I'm not too sure about them as I am these.

...was it luck? I guess I'll have to wait.

Not much is happening because of school, I'm still keeping the journal, but I haven't been able to write.

However! 3 things; these past 4 nights have been alittle strange, the patterns in my dreams have almost completely changed suddenly. The hints I had confirmed are 4 dream signs.

Schools
for some strange reason things related to playing and free time
Anime/cartoon characters
and last but not least, my target, auditoriums.

My sleep pattern changed, and now its affecting my dreams and making them weird.

And also, 2 more things! Shadowman has not popped up, probably because I havn't found anything, or maybe my brain has finally moved on. Either way, good ridance. But if he doesn't show within the year, I'll take him down off the forums. and If I already know what my dreamsigns are, then why can't I pick them up without the help of the journal? Do I still need to write in it as much as I did before?

Well now that things will hopefully calm down, I can get back to it again. But it was funny though, recently I had drifted to sleep alittle early one time and when I did I had a quick, but weird dream. there was white, and all of the sudden a brush came and painted a thick, black, straight, line really quick and left. The line was horizontal, black on white, then the line flipped to vertical. Suddenly after, the top and bottom of the line dissapeared. it started to change into my bedroom door. As I was waking up and as things became clearer I saw that I was looking right at my door that the line changed into.

My psychic has apparently gotten stronger, alot freakin faster then I could imagine. Apparently my dreamself is becoming more and more aware of how to use it.

Before i was barely able to pick things like balls or CDs up after I was able to keep those objects afloat for a bit at a time. That lasted a bit until 2 psychic dreams ago. I was moving the big video shelf just a bit, I was lifting it, then I digressed to just being able to scoot it, then nothing. I felt the top of my head pulsating as I tried harder, and my breathing pattern was stressed, but I noticed that how I breathed was affecting how it moved; if I puffed a bit, but still held a bit of my breath, I was able to control it some what.

Then recently, I was in a waiting room-like area in a building, and there were windows that overlooked the city into the hills, it was night, and the hills were barely visible. There were red beams of light (lazers) pointing from those hills while I was being shot at by them. They were snipers. Suddenly, I turned around and faced one of the beams, raised my hand torward the origin of the beam, then clenched my hand into a fist, I crushed the sniper from practically half way across the city using psychic! Then I just kept doing this to every one of them while I got out of the building. I'm learning it now, but will I retain that kind of control when I finally become lucid? I'm using all of these powers, but I'm not in control! I need to start writing things down like I was before! I got close last time, I will do it again.

I was sure that I've seen all of my kind of geners in certain dreams, but this one was the craziest fracking thing I've ever had in my entire life. And what I saw after was absolutly mind boggling and even creepier than the damned dream itself. But the details concerning parts of the dream are this; My brother is mildly Autistic, and when my brother comes out with me to sleep on the couch, It's acually something we did when we were kids; we'd unfold the couch and put blankets on it to keep warm during the winter. We'd sleep on opposite sides so yes there was a chance of one of us kicking the other in the face by accident.

In the dream, I remember, playing on a nintendo DS in the middle of the night, I was on the couch. but after I looked away from the screen, I felt this sweeping feeling of anger take over me, a feeling like shadowman was there, and my left eye was making these shapes in my vision, it was making something like an eye looking at me; eye to eye. I suddenly felt this wave of anger take over me, so much so that I was breathing weird kind of like a sniff and puff. I wasn't pissed off (I've been pissed off before) I was just angry, really angry. I know I felt anger before, but I never had it to this extent, not even my dreams had this much. It was so much so that I had a violent urge. I was following the eye thingy that was looking at me, I had so much hate, and I wanted so bad to punch it, hard, and nothing more as I followed it. then it dissapeared after leading me into the bed room where my brother was actually sleeping. (But truth was that outside the dream, I was sleeping there.) It used to be my brother's but thanks to life we switched gradually.

that sweeping feeling left me as soon as the thing in my vision dissapeared, and I stood there, wondering what the hell that was. My brother woke up and automatically came with me on the couch and he unfolded it to sleep on with me. But we couldn't get the blankets right. But what follows next completely falls out of character for Dad and my life, but it makes me realize that I need to get off my ass.

My dad got up, he was all ticked off, more than usual. And he immediately went to pick on my brother, but the things he said were out of line completely. Dad said to my brother that he was going to leave without my brother when I'm done with my schooling, And another thing he said was that this was because of my brother's lack of will in school. He said all this stuff, and it basically scared my brother.My dad would never say anything like this to my brother, he never would even suggest it, even when he was picking on him, and even when he was pissed off, I never even caught any kind of subtext suggesting that he would do this. I immediately responded and told my brother that this wasn't going to happen. I also told him that if he'd focus like he did on the test and nail it, then it'd be easier to get jobs, but he had to do it by getting an education.

After that I guess things got out of hand, then calmed back down. But I know that after this confrontation I needed to get that homework done It's the same homework that in reality is also seriously due at 8:00 today (how bout dat?) after this, time skipped on then went to this weird setting, and I was purposely avoiding class because of what was currently happening in my family, my brother was a wreck for some reason, my dad was now after me alot more, he became abusive he very well dosen't have that capability, and my mom was no where to be found. I finally confronted my teacher and asked him if I could get alittle more time to do this assingment. Because I was having family issues. He laughed as if expecting that and said he couldn't, because I needed to turn it in like the rest. but finally, somehow he managed to see what my dad was doing, and my teacher actually shot my dad because my dad was losing it completely and I mean completely, I never saw dad act like that at all.

As soon as my teacher did this I saw that my teacher understood what was happening. But the police were coming immediatley after this happened. So me and my teacher went on the run. We became different people, two white guys, and we were running away from the police as best we could. But in the end, we switched back.

I ended up in a part of the building, inside a room where they were obviously waiting for me. But as soon as I went in my teacher came and was looking into the room saying something. I woke up after hearing the song "she's going to shine tonight" and having this sweeping guilt come over me. As the dream was looking at my teacher, all I could hear was screaming, painful screaming. Now what happens next was the weirdest freaking thing I've ever experienced.

As soon as my eyes opened, and I was awake, there was this black, organic shape with bubbles in it right in front of me in the vision of my left eye. And it veered quickly out of my vision as my left eye kept trying to follow it. but it hid just off the edge of my vision. afyer that I rethought my life, and came even now to the conclusion that I seriously need to get off my ass and take more control over my life.

I came to this conclusion even though I am freaked out buy what I experienced in the beginning of my dream and what I saw at the end after I woke up. Is this my old enemy trying to come back? It looks like I took out his data alittle too soon. And it's not that anything was trying to have a staring competition wiith me, it was just this blob like star thingy with bubbles in it that was floating in my vision.

I've never had these feelings sweep over me like this, especially the anger. I've never wanted so bad to punch someone. Let alone with that kind of direct, focused, anger behind it.

The only person though, who has ever made me feel these 2 emotions (But not to this extent) was my evil, crazy, bitchy, aunt who doesn't give a crap about anyone that she delibrately goes out of her way to hurt for her own benefit. I don't like her, and dad hates her guts as well as mom's entire family. my aunt is on my mom's side of the family. But even though, my dad supports mom all the way, and was even crying with mom one time because of how ungodly evil my aunt is. And I learned not to involve my emotions with her because I have my own life to worry about. I have better things to do than to sit there and hate her. But what if I'm swallowing more untapped emotions than I thought I was?