Thread: Figurine's Dreams

I'm skipping lots of my entries just to catch up faster

10-3-08

I was in my English class. We were doing presentations. I remembered that I had already finished presenting days ago. However, the teacher still called me up to do one. I hesitated, because I didn't have another project to present. A student soon handed me one that was apparently mine.

When I went up to present, I had a very hard time unraveling the poster. It had been rolled-up for quite a while, I suppose. Soon, I straightened it out and started presenting. It didn't go well. I kept forgetting what to say or what I meant by what I wrote on the poster, and I eventually finished presenting, feeling very ashamed about the "sucktitude" of it.

Then we left class for a while. When we came back it was Eden's (my best friend- name changed) turn to present. I don’t remember her presentation. Soon, we were in the computer lab. Some kids were making fun a moderately nerdy kid from my math class.

10-6-08

In this dream I had been texting Damien (my crush- name changed) for about a week. He would always text back very long elaborate messages that I couldn’t seem to read through. Because of this, it was hard for me to get around to texting him back.

Life went on (aka the dream skipped around). One day I met Eden on the street corner near her house. Damien and one of his friends were there. Eden gave a piece of paper to him that asked him if he wanted to go out with me. “No” he scoffed. Eden wrote something else down on the paper, and he said “Okay.” He then ran down the street and turned left and ran down that one. I ran after him. We were running at about 70 mph. At the busy intersection where "traffic does not stop," we stopped because there was a line for something there.

This was where our “date” was. As we were waiting to get to the front of the line, I started to get extremely anxious. I was worried that something would happen and we would never get to the front. I kept reminding myself that even if we didn’t get to the front I still had a fun time. Sure enough, someone started speaking over an intercom saying that it was closed. We were to give our tickets to some man if we wanted to come back in a couple days. I was prepared for this but still a little disappointed. I parted from Damien and his friend (who was there for some reason) at this point, saying “Bye guys. Thank you Damien.” I walked back to the street corner.

I was very tired at this point and started falling asleep right there. Next thing I knew, Damien was there carrying me the same way you would carry someone who had an injured leg. I was elated to see him. He carried me a couple houses down to a cozy shed where we both slept on a pile of soft hay.

When we woke up, we saw a small button (like the easy button). We assumed that it was supposed to blow something up. Damien guessed that his friend set this up. The dream is fuzzy here because it gets a little chaotic.

I know that we were being held against our will on the street. I tried to escape at some point, but then Jess (a friend- name changed) shot me through the chest. She seemed very sorry. Like she was forced shoot me. Though wounded, I started running. Many people followed trying to catch me. I was running at about 90mph dodging through cars, still keeping a large enough lead from the people behind me. I was searching for a hospital because I would die soon if my wound didn’t get patched up. I woke up sometime during the running.

10-10-08

I was in some house, and it was extremely dark. It was clear to me that it wasn’t my house, and I was just spending the night here. However, I didn’t tell anyone that I was here, so I was worried someone might hear me and think I broke in or something. I began to contemplate whether someone could find me by catching my scent (weird thought ).

10-11-08

I was with Dee from the TV show It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. For some reason we both decided we needed painkillers. I said something about how we weren't even in pain, so she decided she would hurt herself in order to get some. She started banging herself on stuff. Finally she said, “I’ll just stop right there because the pain in my arm is excruciating.”

The whole time we were supposed to be carrying these grocery bags into some house. The lady in the house was very cranky and ungrateful. I carried the first group of bags in after Dee. I told her that there was still one bag left that I would get.

On my way out of the house I stopped by to pet the lady’s kitties. I reached down to pet one, and it started scratching my hand relentlessly. It felt as if my hand was being rubbed raw. It was very unpleasant, but not exactly painful. When I brought the last bag in I went to the kitties again. This time I covered both my hands with my shirt because I remember that, earlier in the dream, my older brother had the same problem. The kitty clawed at my shirt as if trying to get to my hands. I was afraid it actually would.

DEILD! 10-12-08

I felt myself wake up from my last dream and kept perfectly still. Sure enough I was consciously entering another dream. The dream started in a blank white place. I imagined myself a pencil and started drawing things the kind of came to life (I wish I could recall some of the things I drew. I think I drew a ladder and climbed it, at some point).

As I was drawing a dreamscape, I noticed my step brother was there bending a spoon with his mind while my older brother watched. I asked my step brother if I could try, and he gave the spoon to me. I tried. It worked.

Later, the dreamscape changed into a school. I recognized it as my high school, but it wasn’t much like it. I decided to look for Damien. I tried to remember his face, and expected (or attempted to expect) that he’d be right behind the door I opened. When I opened it, no one was in the room. I glanced back at the door as it closed behind me, and when I turned back around JD from the sitcom Scrubs was in the room. I tackled him with delight, but he didn't seem lifelike, so I left.

I rubbed my hands together, keeping the dream stable, as I continued looking. I remember coming up to a light and a light switch. I decided to see if I could turn on this light. I thought real hard about the room getting brighter because of this light as I switched the switch. The most I got from it was a dim light. I tried to make it brighter, but it didn’t seem to work.

I went into the nearest door looking for Damien again. It was a lab that had some kids in it but none of them were him. I walked into a room that had no one else in it. I decided I would try to make the dream more real by sitting and concentrating. I remembered reading that things would try to distract me if I did this, and just as expected, people started coming in the room.

Someone sat next to me and I quickly scooted away. “Oh, I see how it is” the person said. I looked up, and it was Anne (a friend- name changed). “No I didn’t mean it like that.” I felt guilty now. We started talking, and I lost focus.

Lucid Fragment- Pretty far into this dream, I remembered how I just had a DEILD, and became aware. I started running down the parking lot. I realized that running was making the dream fuzzy, so I rubbed my hands together. I also rubbed my hands on my arms. However, the dream was fading, and I woke up shortly.

That's Not My Name 10-13-08

I was Jules De Martino, the drummer from the band The Ting Tings, and I was staying at the Embassy Suites (IRL, I stay at this specific one often when I visit family. It has a little arcade! Anyway...). As I was walking across the top floor, I was being interviewed by a woman.

She asked a couple questions, but I only remember one of them. It was “When you’re down, and you feel like it is too hard to live anymore, what keeps you going?” and my answer was, “You know, I just put some music on and use my depression for writing something beautiful.” Later, when the interviewer and I were in the elevator, on the way down, she hugged me. However, I was on my knees tying my shoes at the moment, so the hug was awkward. “No one’s ever been so kind to me” the interviewer said while sobbing. We continued hugging. Then the elevator stopped. We got off and parted ways.

DILD 10-14-08

My mom was going to fix my hair. I thought this was weird so I did a reality check. I plugged my nose and I could still breathe. My first goal was to look in the mirror. I was in my mom‘s bathroom at the time so I went to the full length mirror. I looked very normal. I was wearing the same shirt I wore to school that day. I took the shirt off and looked at myself again. I was very misshapen now. I tried to turn around and imagine myself looking normal or at least a little better, but it didn’t really work.

I got frustrated and left. Outside of my mom’s room, people were eating pizza. My next goal was to eat something. I grabbed a slice of pizza and ate it. I focused on the taste while I chewed. I couldn’t taste much, but at least I could taste something. I took a couple more bites and went in the backyard. Here I tried to meditate. My mom was almost screaming at me while I did it and someone tried to talk to me, but I stayed focused. When I got up everything was clear. However, it had been this clear before I meditated too. I flew at some point. (I wish I'd written more. Apparently I got distracted)

Bad Recall10-15-08

Either last night or the night before I tried to put my right hand through my left, but it did not work.

Around this point, I started to get lazy with my dream journal. I think I only recorded interesting or lucid dreams.

DILD 10-20-08

I was texting Dan (an eccentric from my English class). He was texting me about how he was currently dreaming. Therefore, he was dreaming about sending me texts, and I was receiving them while supposedly awake. My responses mostly consisted of me telling him to reality check, and how to do so. Things got even more confusing; it was as if I entered his dream. He then tells me, in person, to demonstrate a reality check.

At that point, I knew I was dreaming, but did so anyway. I was then consciously in the living room of my house. The first thing I did was note what was odd about this room. It was missing a couch. A Rock Band drum set was in an odd place. There were other odd things, but I forgot about them. I then decided to do a math problem in attempt to start thinking logically. I wrote down “52x68” and started solving it. My answer: 55,555. I was content with this answer and moved on.

I walked into my room, which was through the door that leads to my little brother's room (There was no door where my room was). I decided to note what was odd. A couple items were missing- three walls and a ceiling. I turned to face the only wall. It was a mirror. I looked at myself. This time I looked less deformed than last time, but I could still tell something about me was wrong. As I continued watching my image, I noticed it start to change. Eventually, I changed completely. I was female. I had long curly blonde hair that lay over the front of me, covering my breasts. I noticed the feminine features of my face. Then I lost lucidity.

Uneventful DILD 10-21-08

I tried to talk to someone interesting. It didn’t work. I tried to shower with someone. It didn’t work.

DILD or DEILD 10-26-08

I think I obtained lucidity after my mom woke me up to ask if I wanted donuts, but sleep paralysis was so heavy I couldn’t even talk. Although, it could've been just part of the dream. I just stayed still until she left, and I think I consciously transferred into a dream.

I didn’t know what to do at first, but eventually I decided to try out my dream vocals. I started saying things quietly and got progressively louder. Then I yelled out “intensify lucidity!” I noticed a slight difference in the detail of my surroundings. Throughout the dream I yelled out things like intensify lucidity, intensify clarity, and intensify realness (for lack of better words). I remembered to say please and thank you when yelling these things just in case I was being too demanding. I really had no objective in this dream, so it just went on like this as I explored.

11-1-08

I remember a pirate boat, and being able to change the terrain it was on along with the water level. This was how I controlled it. I had a little fun with this.

DILD 11-3-08

I don’t remember what made me lucid, but I was in a full classroom at the time. My biology teacher was teaching the class. When I realized I was dreaming, the classroom became empty. This time I was surprised with how real and detailed everything seemed. I could even see the hairs on my arm.

I got up from my desk and walked to the front of the classroom. I ripped the brick wall a portion of brick wall with my hands. I climbed through the wall, appearing on the outside of the building.

I tried to look for Damien again. Like every other attempt, this failed. I tried to look for someone else. Anyone else. Before long, I realized there wasn’t anyone else. And suddenly, Eden walked up to me. I sat down with her, and tried to have a conversation with her. However, I don’t think I was actually talking at all. I just thought the words and thought her response as we stared at each other.

___Same night. I was taking a shower before school like I do every morning. I looked out the window at the top of my shower, which happened to be at ground level and saw a friend from drama. I opened the window. She waved and ran over to see me. She had to crouch down to look through this window. From where the window was positioned, she was looking down at me. I was happy to see her until I realized that I wasn’t clothed. I pressed up against the wall so she wouldn’t see too much of me while we talked.

I grew more and more anxious as we continued talking. She wasn’t going to leave. I felt trapped, and I was going to be late for school. Attempting to ignore her, I reached down for the soap, and she made a crude comment about that. I felt violated.

Upon turning around, I saw that she climbed through the tiny window, and was in my shower. “How did you get through the window's screen?” I asked, horrified. I noticed that she simply opened it. By now she had left the shower and was giving a video to my mom who was standing outside the door to my bathroom. Apparently, my "friend" was taping me the whole time. I understood that this was a video of me showering.

My mom sat down to watch it. I started yelling through the door things like, “This wasn’t my idea! I didn’t have a choice! Don’t watch it! I didn’t do anything!” but my voice grew fainter and fainter. I started to hear I Will Possess Your Heart which sounded like a terrifying song at first. Then I woke up to find that it was just my alarm. Then I showered for school

11-5-08

I remember people were given different tasks from the drama teacher that involved stickers. I had been told to put one hundred stickers on the pamphlet for the upcoming play. I think this was being given to the other of the play. After about 10-20 stickers I woke up.

Amazing Encounter 11-6-08

I was happily dancing alone behind some building. I was dancing contemporary like they do on So You Think You Can Dance. I was having fun feeling so free. Also, I was surprised I could dance like this. After dancing alone for a while I could see the figure of another person dancing in the distance.

I continued dancing, now subconscious about what this person thought of my dancing. We kept getting closer and closer as we danced until we were practically dancing together. I pulled out my best contemporary moves here and so did he. Suddenly, I knew what to do. I put one hand on his waist and the other in his hand, and he put his empty hand on my shoulder. Without saying anything, it was clear to both of us that he was going to teach me how to dance.

We started waltzing. He was leading and I was doing the best I could to follow. This lasted for what seemed like a couple hours. The whole experience was intense. It was clear to both of us that we were not disliking this encounter. Towards the end of the lesson he told me to follow the dance steps on the ground. They had just appeared there as he was talking. I did, as he counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 ,8 rhythmically. I did it a second time. The third time he told me to try without looking at the ground. He demonstated how to do it. It was important that I did it smoothly. I tried, trusting my feet were landing in the right places, while I focused on my grace.

“Great job.” He congratulated me. I smiled. It was time for me to leave though. I didn’t want to. “So… I’ll come back here… someday, okay?” I looked at him. “Okay,” he said. “Okay,” I assured him, and left.

My little brother's friend was driving me home, which was ironic. I usually drive them everywhere. I turned around in my seat and saw Kris (a good friend- name changed). I waved to her as we left the parking lot. On the way home, my little brother's friend hit the back of a car and, because he wasn’t buckled up, hurt his stomach. I had to take over the wheel as he suffered from his injury. However, we were next to a cop car, so I told him to take the wheel again.

We got lost on our way home. I called my mom and asked if she could pick us up. She arrived shortly after. As she drove us home, I noticed cars were swerving into our lane as we avoided them. I asked my mom why they were doing that. She told me it was a way of doing a reality check: if they crashed, they were sleeping . I then knew that dancing with that guy behind the building was all just a dream. But I woke up without becoming lucid.

Coming Out- DILD 11-8-08

I was sitting at the dinner table. My brothers and stepbrothers were sitting with me. The younger ones were hammering nails into a piece of wood (someone was hammering nails in the living room in my “waking” house during this dream). I noticed how everyone’s hair was slightly different. My little brother's was very different because it laid perfectly straight on his head. And everyone’s face was smoother, younger. I then knew why this was and yelled, “Hey guys, we’re back in olden times!”

At this point I knew this was a dream, set in a past time, and became lucid. Out of nowhere, my older brother replies jokingly, “At least you aren’t gay here.” I stopped and thought for a second. “I am gay though” I told him. He just looked down at the poker cards that were in his hands and said “Well, when I insult you, I’ll make sure to call you anything but gay.” I laughed at this.

Then my mom and step dad entered the living room from the backyard. They sat on the carpet behind me next to the couch. It looked like they were busy. “Hey mom, I’m a homo.” I said humorously, but with less confidence than I expected. No response. “Mom, I’m gay.” I said gay quietly though, almost with a stutter. I remember thinking “Wow, this is even hard to do in a lucid dream.” Again, “I’m gay mom.” I was angry instead of nervous at this point.

She turned around and said something while getting up to stand. I wasn’t listening though because I was thinking “If her reply is negative, I have to remember that this is a dream, and that, if I want to stay lucid, I can’t let my emotions take over.” I heard the last part of what my mom said, which was “Okay?” so I replied “Okay.” Then she continued “because I’m not going to have a son that’s gay” She said it with more anger than I would have liked. I got up from the table. “Come here.” She demanded sharply. I walked towards the back door. “Get over here!” I opened the door and walked out. “Get back!!” She was screaming. I started to fly, realizing how easy it was for me. I flew over the fence to my front yard, and down the street. I then woke up because of the incessant hammering outside my bedroom.

DILD 11-11-08

I became lucid after noticing the bricks on the wall of one of the buildings in my middle school were moving. I knew I was dreaming, but it was still kind of hard to pull myself away from the dream plot.

I ran into one classroom and looked around. The dream didn’t feel stable. I walked over to a stack of papers and pulled one out along with a pencil. There were math problems on the paper, but they were either too high of a level for me, or impossible to solve. I started to do one problem, but at the end of it, there was the word “again” where the equals sign should be. So I gave up. I forget what happens next. But later, I meet up with some kids. We bonded somehow (I don’t remember). Then I asked them for their names. The girl’s name was Shrumpy and the boy’s was Tutch. I smiled and then left.

DEILD 11-16-08

I was rather uncomfortable, but decided to refrain from moving so that I could DEILD. It worked quite successfully. It started with a false awakening though. I “woke up” and caught a glimpse of my mom in a hot air balloon. She was saying something about how I was missing out on my birthday present. Then my view went back to first person.

I was standing in the living room facing the kitchen table near the back door. I remember thinking that something was a little off. No one was here. How was I supposed to get to the hot air balloons, which were apparently my birthday presents, if no one was here? I decided to reality check. I check my hands. Everything looked normal. “This means I’m awake right?” I thought this to myself. I decided to be safe, and I did another RC. I pinched my nose with my right hand, and I could still breathe. I guess this is the only RC that works for me.

I looked down at my shirt to see what I was wearing. It was a white T with letters and numbers on it. Each letter/number was in a 3 by 3 formation with 8 others of the same letter/number (if that makes sense). “I own this shirt right?” I thought for a moment, “No, I don’t.” I wish I did though, it was kinda cool. I needed to stabilize the dream now. I started looking around to see what was odd. I couldn’t find anything. I walked to the front door and opened it. No one was out there. I walked into my mom’s room. No one.

I decide to yell “instant clarity!” but I had no voice. I remember thinking “Okay, this is a dream, therefore I have a voice.” and started humming. Finally the humming got clearer and I could yell. So I did. Then I saw a man in the game room. I stood facing him and suddenly we both went “Rawr!” acting like we were going to tackle each other. We both started laughing afterward. I’m going to stop there .

Yet another DEILD 11-20-08

My last dream started to fade-out. I began to worry if what I was saying was being heard out loud. Then I realized that this meant I was aware. I woke up without moving and consciously transferred into my next dream.

I was outside somewhere, but I didn’t pay attention to any of my surroundings. Immediately, I knew what my goal was. I wanted to perform my poem for English class as practice, so that I wasn't so nervous when I actually did it. Today was my last day to try lucid dreaming for practice, and it worked, sort of.

While outside, I thought about my English classroom and jumped into a hole. Sure enough, I landed in the classroom. However, no one was there. I knew they must’ve been in the auditorium, waiting for my performance. I started running to them. I then stopped, because my dream wasn’t stable. I rubbed my hands together and tried to yell “intensify lucidity”, but it came out as a whisper. I figured the dream was stable enough.

I ran to the auditorium and got up on stage. A couple students were there. One of them was Eden, so, to me, it qualified as my English class. I took the microphone in front of me, and started singing my poem. After finishing, I realized that we weren’t actually supposed to sing the poem. I tried doing my poem like an actual slam, but I kept forgetting some lines.

Then the dream froze, much like a computer would. I tried my best to keep it going though. It worked, and I continued the poem. It froze again, but I managed to eventually finish the poem. Afterwards, I had a false awakening.

This dream kinda helped for when I had to recite this poem IRL, if only by assuring me that I had memorized it enough to remember it in dreams.

Lucid Before Midnight 11-25-08

I remember becoming lucid at some point. I was in my bed lying exactly how I was in real life and I thought something was off. I seemed heavier than normal. So I did a reality check. I pinched my nose, and I could still breathe. When I tried to put the arm with the hand that was pinching down, it kind of got stuck. It felt extremely uncomfortable. I tried moving my other arm. Same problem. My brain then came up with the conclusion that sleep paralysis didn‘t “kick in“, so I would not be going anywhere this dream. I slowly raised both arms, and gently laid them by my sides. I waited to wake up/fall asleep. This caused a false awakening.

11-29-08

I remember I was in the Embassy Suites. I walked to where the pool was supposed to be, but instead of a pool it was a rocky beach area. Kimmy was there. She was playing a dangerous game with her friends. They were taking turns jumping over rocks. They would add a rock each time. It was Kimmy’s turn to jump, and I was almost positive she would hurt herself. Her friend showed her how she should jump. He started spinning and then did a martial arts style jump. She repeated this and ended jumping too far and landing on some other rocks. It looked like she hurt her foot, but she seemed okay.

Then someone started driving a golf cart onto the beach. It wasn’t stopping to wait until all the teenagers got out of the way. It even hit a couple of them. Then I saw Eden, and she yelled something to me. I replied by mouthing the words “I know.” I thought she was saying how ridiculous the lady in the golf cart was. But when she came up to me she was irritated that it took her so long to find me. I apologized and we started walking away from the beach. She was dressed really nicely. Apparently, we were skipping out on some formal school dance to go exploring. I don’t remember what happens after.

Later I was playing a PSP behind what was supposedly Damien’s house. He was there too. He asked me what I was playing and I said “Soul Calib- wait… yeah, Soul Calibur” For some reason, the game started to look unfamiliar causing me to doubt myself. Then he said “Cool. Don’t save your game though. It messes up with the memory, you know? When you’re done, come over and talk with us.” He was with some friends. I didn’t want to look to eager so I continued playing a little.

When I finished my game, my mom showed up to mediate things. She said loudly “Okay so after dinner, Mona (Damien’s dream friend, I suppose) is going to Starbucks and Damien, you‘re welcome to go with.” I was deeply disappointed at this point. They probably wouldn’t want me tagging along. My mom continued, “Chase do you have Mr. Bovine’s number?” (I don’t know a “Mr. Bovine“) I gave her this weird thing that was a miniature bowl filled with sand that represented a phone. “Push 6” I told her. She did, somehow, but the number that came up, 699, apparently wasn’t his. I just told her to call it. Eventually, I woke up.

12-4-08

In this dream, Eden went by the name Vladimir. At some point, "Vladimir" asked me what my favorite memory of our friendship was. I was going to tell her that it was when we would go to the beach, and how when I went back home, I could still smell the beach (This was not a real life memory. In fact, I hate the beach XD). I never got around to telling her though.

12-6-08

I was balancing a basket/bucket in my hand. It was catching paint drops that were falling from above. I caught a blue drop of paint and noticed Damien walking by. He was with a friend. His friend was a girl. I always dream of him being with some friend that happens to be a girl. It seems that I can’t imagine him with just himself. Anyway, he didn’t seem to notice me at all. Probably because I quickly looked away when I noticed him.

He and his friend were walking fast though, so when he was a couple yards ahead of me I watched him. He turned a corner and I followed. I was going that way anyway. His friend dropped something, and I heard someone that was behind me yell, “Hey Fooly, you dropped something!” Apparently her name was Fooly which makes sense because I was watching Fooly Cooly before bed that night. I think she dropped her binder. Someone came in my room and woke me up shortly after I noticed this.

About a Dream

I could feel it
I knew you were there
I Knew it
The day was like no other
Forgotten routine
Under your influence
I could change everything
Everything
It had all left
To have you see me
Notice me, hear me
Was unbelievable
Unreal

It wasn’t real

12-8-08

-----Dream 1
I was at some sort of camp. I remember the name of the camp meant "solace" in French, though I don't know French. I don’t remember how they said it though. This camp was held in a house that was like my dad’s house in Florida. I was there with my little brother and a group of people that were very dark and intimidating. During the nighttime they would go out of the house/camp. I was the only one that stayed inside. I remember them talking about the kind of things they did while they were out. It was absolutely horrifying. I couldn’t believe that my little brother was doing these things with these people. I went out with them one time to see if what they did was actually that horrible. It was.

-----Dream 2
The dream started with me driving to school. It was odd because my mood in this dream was actually affected by the events that happened in my last one. I had picked up Eden and was driving erratically. Halfway to school, I realized I had forgot to pick up my little brother. I swerved through cars, ran through several stop signs and lights, and arrived at home shortly.

The dream seemed very long, but I didn't record anything else at the time.

DILD 12-13-08

These two black dogs were dropped off at our house. They were supposed to be my dogs, but the fact that they were black threw us (a couple of my brothers and I) off. “This is a dream,” my older brother said. I wouldn’t let that one slip. But I only became partially lucid, because the fact that the dogs were black still confused me. I started playing with them. Then the dream started to fade.

When it returned, it was as if the dream started over, but the dogs were never dropped off. I was fully lucid at the time, so I decided to explore. I went up to someone and asked who they were. He said “Tyler” but it seemed like I already knew this. I turned to the girl next to him and asked “Who am I?” She said something like “Crystasharine.” Confused, I walked away. I asked some other people, but I don’t remember what they said. I remember wanting to smell something. Thinking it would be the same thing, I ran up to a bush and ate a very juicy berry.

DILD 12-15-08

It started with an awakening that I had strong suspicions about. I thought to myself “If I try to turn my alarm clock off, and the button doesn’t work, I’ll know it’s a dream” I reached out and pushed the button. The noise stopped. I wasn’t convinced though. I did a reality check, and it failed.

I lucidly got up and walked around. At first, I thought I had WILDed since it started with an FA. I saw my little brother in a bed next to mine, sleeping. I wanted to leave the hotel-ish room I was in, so I cut through the wall with the only window and fell outside. I fell a couple stories into a pool below. I wanted to this again, so I floated to the top of the building. I looked down, towards the pool. I was afraid of doing this.

Finally, I jumped face first. I don’t remember much after that, but I do know I had a rather dramatic battle with some person. Later, I was on top of the hotel building again. I stopped for a second to stabilize the dream. I noticed I was only wearing boxers. I also noticed I wasn’t hearing anything, so I rubbed my hand on my shoulder and listened to the rustling sound it made. I woke up a little later.

12-22-08

I was extremely stressed because I was taking a surprise test in math that I knew nothing about. If I did bad on this test my grade would be brought down from an 89.6 percent A (real grade) to a B for the report card (even though the report card was already out IRL). One of the questions on it said something like “You are a psychologist talking to your patient about a math problem in which two fractions are being added. Tell the sociopath to describe the first fraction as it were his failed marriage with his first wife. Then solve.” I told my teacher that I needed more time. I asked her, almost begging, if I could come in after school to complete it. She said it was okay. I started back on the test, but as I looked through the previous answers I solved, I noticed they had already been graded. They were all wrong. I immediately started panicking. My grade was going to drop, and I could do nothing about it. I was then relieved to find myself waking up.

Rules DILD 12-22-08

I was deciding with my family some rules about dreaming, lecture-style. Because we were “sharing this dream,” we needed restrictions that prevented us from interfering with each other’s dreaming experience. After we had finished, I got up from my sitting position and said “Alrighty then,” and walked away fully lucid. I walked through my front door while doing a reality check to assure myself that I wouldn’t just smack into it.

On the other side was the gated part of my front yard with a screen where the gate should have been. I noticed that beyond the screen was a beautiful beach. I walked through the screen and looked out towards the ocean. I wanted to hear it and smell it. I walked closer and closer until I was at the water’s edge. I noticed my older brother prancing around in the distance as I sat down on the sand. I made the mistake of closing my eyes to concentrate- I was too afraid that opening them would wake me up. I could hear the waves, but I couldn’t smell the saltwater. I just waited as the tide quickly came in. With closed eyes, I felt the water surrounded me. Upon opening my eyes I woke up. Or, at least, I think I did.

Random

Do you ever wonder why we’re so far apart?
I think about it sometimes
Isn’t it likely that the world is conspiring against us?
I thought I had it but now I don’t
Words don’t come easy
For me

There's a huge 6 month gap in my Dream Journal here. Only 4 more dreams until I fully catch up. Here they are.

DIELD 7-16-09

I was having trouble waking up this morning, and as I was lying, I felt sleep paralysis setting in. I decided this would be a good time to lucid dream. I started seeing these green symbols that I saw last time I did this. Next thing I knew, I was in a shower where my bed is supposed to be. After an RC I confirmed that I was dreaming. Suddenly I was on the roof. I thought about what to do, and remembered how I wanted to eat mushrooms and have a psychedelic experience. I looked for the nearest plant. It was just below me, in my backyard, where the weeds grow. I jumped down, and sure enough, there was a cartoon-ish mushroom there. It was juicy and tasted bitter, but that was all that happened. At some point I ate another mushroom with no effects. I woke up sometime later.

Anime Dream 7-22-09

A couple days ago a had a strange dream. I was Ed from Full Metal Alchemist, and Al was with me. It started with a premonition-type scene, where I was watching my mom (the mom Ed and Al have in the anime) fly into the sun. Kind of like an angel would, I guess. This was supposed to be how she died. Then I remember being in some inhabited desert town. I don’t know the details, I just remember that Al and I had been separated from our mom (who was alive at this point) and were trying to get back to her. Throughout the journey, I knew deep down that she was going to die while we were away, because of the premonition thing. This tore me apart. I remember several gaps in the dream plot where I was just crying. We never found our mom in the end.

DEILD 7-28-09

I felt myself waking up from a dream and kept perfectly still. I felt a heavy pressure all over my body, like I was at the bottom of the deep end of my pool, which then subsided to a tingly feeling mostly at my toes and fingertips. Then my vision went this color. I watched as a dreamscape slowly faded in.

It looked as though I was inside an RV. A man in his twenties was there with me, but I didn’t pay much attention to him. Behind the RV was a desert town with people bustling about. A man in an unbuttoned red shirt was facing me. “Follow me to the center,” He said. I said “Okay” and followed him. The town was uphill, and as I walked people were lined up to the sides of me, watching me like I was some red-carpet celebrity.

At the “center” I learned that it was all a trap. Guards were circled around me. I don’t recall how, but next thing I knew, I was carrying the man, who was now unconscious, over my shoulder, on my way back to the RV. When I got there, I dropped simply dropped him. The 20-something year old that I hadn’t paid much attention to before started explaining some long elaborate plot I was involved with. I lost lucidity, and I don’t know what happened next.

7-29-09

School started up again, and I was in some dance class. We were assigned our first project, which was to group up with about 5 people, choreograph a dance routine, and write a paper about it. My group started to choreograph, but I wasn’t happy with what we came up with. I remember asking Mark (an old friend- name changed) and his crew to give us some pointers.

Mark arrived at my house ridiculously late at night. I was sleeping, but my view switched to his crew waiting for someone to answer the door. I watched as they practiced there routine. It was pretty intense, and I think they even had special effects. Finally, my mom answers the door, and my view switches back to first person. I hear them enter. I bolt out of my bed and decide I need a shower. However, I needed to turn on the hot water button. After throwing on my robe, I walk outside of my room. Mark is sitting right there in front of my door, doing his homework. I notice that I’m wearing my robe over my jacket, and this makes me run back inside my room. I wake up shortly after.

Finally caught up

Jump DILD 8-4-09

I somehow needed to get to the top of a building, which was a few hundred feet away from the one I was on. I walked to the edge and decided I needed to jump. However, upon looking at the ground far below me, I became lucid. I suddenly had the fantastic idea of flying to the other building.

I jumped off the building in attempt to fly... and plummeted toward the ground. It was terrifying, though I knew I wouldn't get hurt. Just as I was about to smack into the asphalt, I managed to start flying. I flew higher and higher, and the buildings below became microscopic (if you've seen the Such Great Heights music video where it zooms in, it looked JUST like that, but in reverse). This was twice as terrifying, because I felt there would be no end. Then I lost lucidity. I don't recall anything that happened after that.

Falling in Love Again

I was watching a young couple having an argument on some bleachers. The girl got up to leave, and the guy reached for her Coke and said, "Wait, you forgot your-"

"Oh screw you!" She interrupted. He became furious and threw the Coke in her face, cup and all. Dripping with soda, she went for the nearest throwable item (an apple, a couple bleachers up), and upon turning to chuck it at him, she stopped.

A voice then narrated to me, "And the two fell in love again..."

Short Dreams *Sigh*

In this first one was I was riding in the back of a car. I started thinking that I was dreaming, but decided that I was too mentally exhausted to become lucid. So I disregarded the thought and just went with the flow.


I was I was in an outside, picnicky place. My whole school was eating lunch at these picnic tables, as if it was a field trip. I sat next to some friends and started eating.


I was hanging out with Damien and a DC that was supposedly my friend. At some point, we went to a Mexican restaurant, and sat down to eat. The atmosphere there was calming, though sort of energetic. We sat down at a table, and my DC friend brought out a cake that he baked for us. It was a redish cake that had glaze over the top. He served us, and himself, a slice. Feeling extremely hungry, I was the first to start eating it.

While eating, I looked over at Damien, who had taken a bite and disappointedly pushed his cake away. That's when I started to notice that the cake had an odd, bitter flavor. My DC friend apologized, and ordered the same kind of cake from the waiter. They served us a football-shaped cake and we started eating that.

Naked and Complicated

I was sleeping naked on my bed, above the covers. Then I noticed that my mom was opening my bedroom door. I had two options- I could quickly cover myself with my bed sheet, looking embarrassingly suspicious; or I could pretend to be asleep, avoiding the awkward, undeserved guilt.

I chose the second option. I pretended to be sleeping as my mom talked at me about something.

The dream then skipped to a moment where she was announcing, to my brothers, while I was right there, that I slept naked. Immediately, I claimed that I didn't know what she's talking about, and that she had no right to be barging into my room. The attention shifted to her, and she explained "You were screaming 'Stop!' so I ran to check on you."

Suddenly, I was inside the dream that I was supposedly having while screaming "Stop!" while sleeping naked. Here I was exploring a town that looked like a harbor. I found my older brother, who was holding a machete. He was somehow aware that he was in the dream that supposedly explained why I was screaming. So, sarcasticly, I said, "Oh no. Stop. Help me."

My older brother then started displaying his machete skills. His swings gradually got faster and faster. Eventually, he was swinging wildly while inching closer to me. I began backing up. I was scared now. "Stop! Stop!" I screamed (my mom was right ).

However, he didn't stop. As I was backing up, I glanced behind me. Right there, was my little brother, imitating my older brother with his own machete. I was trapped. My little brother's sword scraped my back, causing me to fall on my side. I was bloody from the sword, along with the fall. I did feel pain, though it was not too bad. My brothers ran to my aid, but I woke up shortly after.


SideNote: In the dream within in a dream, I was aware that I was dreaming, but not that I was dreaming that I was dreaming. So I don't really consider it lucidity, especially since I hardly took control of the second dream anyway.

DEILD/Task of the Month Attempt

I should've tried harder to recall my dreams this morning. I like recording them at night because it reminds me of LDs before sleep.

Anyway, I remember attempting to DEILD this morning. The whole time I was lying still, I was thinking about creating a tornado (advanced task of the month). I just couldn't get back to sleep though .

So here's a poem:

iPuns (18 total)

She and Him, asking the same things
Where are my death cab cuties,
With their shining bright eyes?

His figurine face hadn't looked more plastic
And stars that night were painted on
Can you Be-or-Can't you?

Being in this deep freeze-
Pop is okay with me
Don’t go postal, service gets better

No doubt riled Kiley gets feisty
We’ll find the killer
This is hardly accidntel

A set of analogs is yet an analog
Leaving birds and bees confusing me
Imagen hope as iron-stained wine

It’s kind of like spitting.

Completed August's Task

I'm going to make this quick 'cause I have to get to bed.

I was walking into the kitchen, and I noticed Damien sitting at the counter. I noticed my brothers playing a board game at the table. Then I looked back at Damien, said "Hi," and smiled. He smiled back.

I went into to the pantry to pretend to look for something to eat. I thought, "Damien's in my house- this is too good to be true." So I did a reality check, and became lucid.

I was standing in an open field that was supposed to be my backyard. It was gloomy outside, and the sky was filled with dark clouds. This was extremely convenient, so August's task was the first thing I thought of. I reached up towards the clouds and, as if I was pulling a cloud right out of the sky, grasped the the air and pulled down. The cloud I reached for started twisting, which created a center point. This point lowered closer and closer to the ground as I pulled downward with my telekinetic fist. The cloud shortly reached the ground, becoming a full-fledged tornado. I could control this tornado by moving my fist around, just as if I had a joystick. After having some fun with this, the tornado dispersed.

I tried this again using both of my arms to create two tornados. I moved the tornados together, colliding them in attempt to create one super tornado. However, they just dispersed on impact.

I became content with my completion of the task, so I decided to try the basic one. My dream gets fuzzy as I ask a couple DCs about how they feel about being a part of my LD. I don't remember any responses. It then comes back into focus as I got the amazing idea of asking Damien this question, because he's an insightful person.

I started looking everywhere for him. I even flew down to my school, walked to the front office, and looked through a list of students to find which class he was in. Of course, he no longer goes to my school, so it makes sense why his name was not there. I continued looking until I woke up.

I had a dream about the Thirteen Colonies

Stupid AP US homework

Forgettable DILD

I realized I was dreaming when I started flying. I remember looking down as my feet rose off the ground. I flew to my old middle school. I don't recall what happened next.

Not the First Time?

I remember being in a town that was flooded from the rain. However, everyone there acted as if it was always flooded; it didn't seem like a problem. I went to a hill overlooking the flooded town where a couple people set up a cannon. I had the feeling that something really bad was about to happen, so I screamed, warning them not to shoot the cannonball. But they did. Desperate, I ran after it as it headed toward the town, thinking I could catch it.

The ball started growing into a complicated structure in the air. It turned into a gigantic robot and landed directly in the center of the town. I felt like I already knew this would happen. The robot was obviously dangerous, so I ran for cover. I ran into a building with a glass aquatium of electric eals as a ceiling. Knowing what would happen next, I dashed for the stairs. Yet I was too late, the giant robot shot through the glass building, and the eals' electric water flooded the room. It didn't really hurt me, but I felt oddly disappointed that I failed to escape.

I don't remember much else. At one point, the robots bullets were pelting me, but it only felt like rain. I also remember the town's self-automated turrets were trying to shoot it down. The dream was odd though, because the whole time I thought it was a recurring dream, yet I didn't know I was dreaming. And when I woke up, I realized it was the first time I dreamt that.

Dreams in Dreams

I was standing at the foot of the bed in the master bedroom. Typed sheets of paper were laid out on the bed. I Realized that they were all the dreams I've recorded so far. Then my dad walked in the room. He was curious about what the papers were, so he walked over and grabbed one. This worried me because my dreams are very personal. However, I stayed calm because I didn't want to seem suspicious.

He started reading out loud, "Someone had stolen my..." I jumped onto the bed and inconspicuously started covering up all the other papers. I figured it wouldn't be too bad if he only read one page of dreams.

He started to pace around the room while reading. I got fed up and jumped on his back "playfully." We came crashing to the ground. I was laughing, but he wasn't. Realizing I'd hurt his back, I started feeling guilty. I said, "Dad, are you-" and he interrupted, "Shhh!" Now I was irritated. I waited on the ground in silence as he recovered from his injury.

Big Brother

Someone was added to the cast of the reality show Big Brother 11. He was gay and a member of the athletic clique. It was cool because I was actually interacting with the show. I asked my brother why he was allowed to join halfway through and he said, "I think it's because he's a freshmen." I guess I understood this, and I woke up before much else happened.