All's well that ends well.
03.10.2009
3:40 Am (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Woke up about 4 times last night having had dreams each time I woke up. Though I thought I jotted notes down each time, I only had one dream jotted when I finally got up. Must have had a few FA's.
In my first one I was arguing with my parents and it was pretty intense, I don't remember what we argued about just that it was pretty bad. Later on I remember dreaming about three cats being shown to me by a sincere woman. They were disfigured in the face, and I noticed, but I dismissed it thinking I just haven't seen enough cats to judge these.
In the next dream I am with my family again and we are up on this balcony of sorts where you can jump to the roofs of adjacent buildings. This guy I know shows up and starts showing off, jumping across this one particular ledge. So he gets all excited and I want to try it, so he grabs me and jumps and I jump with him. We get across the ledge but when he lands he tumbles, rolling off the side of the building (Doh!) and he goes falling 20 feet down between another 2 buildings. My family freaks out and I just try to stay hopeful and calm so I can try to do what I can.
Ambulances show up, and he's been breathing unconcious the whole time. He wakes up and looks into the EMT's eyes and say's, "Oh hey." And he slowly recovers. I see his mother later on and she has some dogs with her on a leash, and she shows me them as we part.
The final dream was a little humorous to me: My dad and I are in a mall and he say's he is sorry for the arguing (that we had 3 dreams ago) and I say I'm sorry too. I don't really remember what we were all arguing about just that we were pretty intense about it. Anyway in the mall we get to this corridor where they are doing some sort of construction, and you aren't supposed to go this way but if you crawl through it's a shortcut. There is a long curved window that follows the side of it with a nice view and a little place in the middle that opens up like a hall.
But anyway, in this small corridor with the curved window there are fast food bags all along the side. As if a group of people ate there and selfishly left the mess for someone else to worry about. We can hear the people coming back through and it sounds like a boy's high school team of sorts. So my dad (bless his heart) get's annoyed that these youngsters left such a mess, so he takes all their bags and puts them into a big ball, and shoves that ball into the corridor, blocking it off.
So I sort of roll my eyes at him and think to myself, "Of course he would." Now I'm laughing and so is he and we try to go back out of the corridor but it's hard to go fast. The team runs around the long way and gets to the opening before we can. So we try to go back the other way but some are still on that side too. I decide to be diplomatic and I say to them, "Will you excuse my father," and one of them nods his head saying yes.
So now they come in and they are all in a good mood and not even worried about my father, they are a lot smaller than we thought and first. Anyway everyone is now in the part where the corridor opens up and these kids are cutting up and me and my dad are trying to make our exit. I see a wasp flying around me. I have no where to move with all the people so I swat at it, damaging it around it's stinger. That's when I notice the wasp nest (It looks like a bird house for wasps). I suddenly feel bad now knowing these are somebody's wasps. The wasp continues flying despite it's halfway flattened stinger.
A dream I had six or so months ago
So much of last nights dream involved my parents it got me to thinking about a dream I had before coming to dreamviews about my father and mother and so I thought I would share. This from about six months ago...
I was never lucid during this (though I felt very different, like a spirit traveler). I found myself in a mountainous area. There was a rickety rope bridge with wooden planks that spanned from one mountain to the next, crossing a wide shallow river that ran between them. I had trouble keeping my balance as I crossed. Then I saw my mother coming down from the side I was going to. She had no trouble with it at all. She was glad to see me and I started asking her what this place was.
It was "where they lived now." A mountain cabin that was everything a "retired couple" could ask for. The mountains were beautiful and the air was crisp. It wasn't really cold or uncomfortable at all. Just cabins, no roads really, but it felt very civilized and safe. She told me "your daddy is still asleep, I wake up before he does. He likes to cook." And it seemed that their lifestyle was so simple, and she went about describing it like they had been here for a LONG time, and I just popped in to visit from time to time (and not often enough of course).
We stood on the bridge and I just looked around taking it all in. "Usually someone else is out here before me, but not today," she said. She went on to explain things and some of them I surmised on my own: The people who lived in this place lived very simply and stayed a long time. They were very happy and not anxious or troubled in the least. Their minds were slower (though not less wise or intelligent) from less use or age, and they were carefree and relaxed to the point that it would slightly annoy or awe someone from our fast moving modern times. I got the sense that if you wanted to rush them along, they wouldn't feel it.
So basically everyday the people who lived in the cabins would come down to the river and sit on these sort of log benches with their bare feet in the water, facing downstream. The river was very shallow 1-4 ft deep throughout, and anyone could easily wade it. Though some parts were rocky but easily avoidable, easy to go around. It flowed steadily, smoothly, fast enough to rinse your hands off for you. It seemed as if the point was to rinse the accumulated "dust" off your feet. So people would just sit in the water facing downstream in their makeshift chairs and benches, and they would see the great view and the backs of others who were doing the same further down. Most would have brought a picnic with them for lunch. And as far as I can tell the people and the river went on for what seemed forever.
And that's all they did every day with no worries until making the climb back up to their cabins for the night. People were in small groups, oftentimes couples, some were alone. But everyone did the same thing and I guess they had passing conversations between the groups from time to time. Though they interacted it seemed totally peaceful. It was a beautiful morning and apparently that's how it almost always was. People would get up in the morning usually by their own whims and eat breakfast and slowly take their time getting to the river and sit out in it, joining their companion(s). In life they had accumulated much dust on their feet, and it took a long long time for the river to wash it off.
And so this is how I saw my parents in this other dimension. This is how they lived in that world, and that's just the way it was.
"Catching up", from morning october 7
07.10.2009
Catching up (DEILD)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Since the past few entries I have been dreaming in decent quantity, but the quality of my recall has been pretty weak. Since everything is so jumbled and difficult to recall I did not make an entry, and just jotted whatever I could remember as a mental exercise. I didn't go lucid until this morning, I'm getting my energy back.
I was able to mess around with sound in the dreams, it sounded much like "Voices/Noises in your head." It sounded like I expected. I attained lucidity by having DEILD's in the early morning after waking up and going outside a while, I fell asleep again after a long nights sleep of regular dreams:
Me and a few others are outside few guys and girls. It is a hilly area with lots of trees and it's sort of dark outside, probably morning. I tell the people with me "It's a dream." And they nod their heads like they know. So I'm like, "Well if you know, what should we do... lets fly around." So this young guy, a little bigger than me takes off arms pointing forward and he sort of zips away. I'm thinking "I can't always go that fast." The other two zip away with him and I can barely see them/keep up.
They go through the trees and into clearings and then the two leaders split up, and I make a sharp turn to stay with one. I try to pay attention to the creation of the ground and grass because of some things I've read on DreamViews. It seems like if I stare at the grass and it's detail, the dream begins to fade. But if I pay attention to the blurry trees and general surroundings, my dream stays stable and fine.
I realize that I can pick up speed by stretching my arms, I am flying superman style but not more than six feet from the ground. The three or four of us zip around and make a pretty good show. I try to go full speed but the stretching of my arms begins to hurt, and I wonder if I'm not stretching them physically (I am sleeping rather lightly). So I stop with that.
At times everything would go black for a second or two, and then the dream would come back. So either I woke up, or one of these little pauses occured. Either way, when I came back into it this time, there were young people around again. There was a large pavillion sort of structure, and we were out in nature again.
So I remembered wanting to try to make music in the dream. I decided to sing and create "All the Same." by Sick Puppies. So as I start to sing I can hear the melody begin to be played with my mind. The melody is loud and clear, but it is incorrect. It sounds like a broken record. My voice is not only one voice but it sort of splits into two voices. I wonder if I am singing out loud physically. So it all sounds pretty bad but it's workable, it made enough sense to know what the song was.
So it seems like my dream-self is creating a voice, and my mind is creating a voice as well (a perception perhaps?), the mind-created melody is very flawed but stays in beat. I begin to ask myself, "I know I know this song, why wont by "mighty" subconcious get it right!" As I had read to allow the mind to do the work during visualization. I did try to correct it "manually" for a moment, but only just, and it didn't help.
I wake up and go back to sleep, and this time I'm at work. I throw some of my coworkers up into the air telekinetically for fun. It was really a sort of reality check, and it's quite a safe one to do if you think about it.
Hectic game show preparations
08.10.2009
Hectic Game show preparations (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Some friends and people I kind of know are together in a town I've never been to. Baltimore I think it was supposedly. We are going to be on a game show on live TV, and I am a little nervous about the context and it being on TV. It seems like the gameshow is embarrassing to participate in.
So we all have to pile into a van to ride to the studio. Everyone has to take their bag so they can change clothes and have their things. Well what do you know, I've forgotten my bag. I tell them they will have to wait, I can't participate without it and they need me. They say "We'll all be late," as I go running back inside the hotel. They laugh at me. I run up the stairs so fast and do this amazing leap down into the little sitting area (which is like pews, or a theater) where my bag is. I even curve during the leap. I actually wanted to impress some of the girls this way. It would have been a good time to realize I was dreaming, but I didn't even think about it.
So I do some more amazing leaps down the stairs and into the lobby. I go past a very professional seeming girl playing a violin, and other musicians in the main lobby. I stop a second to apologize to the girl for my disturbance, and wish her the best of luck with her violin, doing a funny downward hand salute.
So I get back into the van and I guess they have a phone in there. Somehow I discover that I forgot to pay for my meal last night at the restaurant. We all had a great supper at a nice restaurant the night before, and even practiced for the game show, and played soccer. Though I don't recall those parts very well. I was already late for the show and couldn't take care of it. So I got really stressed out. This is my typical nightmare, late for something, forgotten something, holding others up. I guess the dream ended in the van, during the ride.
Space flight and feeling the dream body
08.10.2009
Space-Flight and trying to feel my dream body (DILD)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Second dream of the night
I'm in a hotel similar to the one I was in during my earlier dream of the night. I must be semi-lucid because I am pretty fearless. I am trying to find a particular girl, and I don't remember her at this point. But the section I am in, everyone knows it's only women in those rooms, and I am snooping around not telling anyone what I'm up to. I think I just wanted to ask her to join me.
Well a group of ladies sees me and I guess since I was snooping they assumed the worst. Some of them I have known for years, but they instantly turned on me, saying "Just tell xxxx" (xxxx being my boss).
I run into another hallway, annoyed at being so misunderstood. I hear them say, "He went that way." I now go fully lucid, as I often do when I'm trying to run away in a dream. I was a little tense hearing them chasing me, but I sort of force myself through the wall and into the next room. I have to go through about 6 walls (strangely it must have been 6 hallways) until I'm out, and this act has definetly proven to myself that it's a dream. I still fear I may be spotted through a window, and decide to get to the roof to plan my next move.
I get comfortable in the air and decide to just keep going up. It seems to be the path of least resistance for me this time. I get pretty high up and think that I will slowly wake up if I try to go out into space. So instead I decide to skydive, as I have done once before. This time though, I allow myself to tumble and focus on "letting go." Instead of trying to face down the whole time and make myself go faster. You can still see the ground and sky alright if you tumble slowly, sort of like a ballerina keeps her face fixed as she spins.
The sensation is not that powerful this time. I don't hear sounds, or feel wind rishing by, I don't go through clouds, I can barely feel any movement. I continue focusing on letting go and it gets to where I am near the ground again. But I'm really enjoying the fact that "letting go" has worked so well, that I just stay that way letting it carry me through the earth itself, I have really picked up a lot of speed and the realness is really not there anymore.
I must have closed my eyes, but I was through in no time and now going VERY fast. I leave the atmosphere and out into space. Soon planets are whizzing by me - mostly earth-neptune size - any color from brown to our blue, to green/blue, to grey. Though I didn't see any suns or Jupiters or Saturns. No stars close up at all. I decide if I see another planet similar to earth I will try to go down to it and meet someone. It's not long before I spot one, and slow down and then speed towards it. It seems to be 90% water, but I spot a large enough island landmass.
As I start to go down to it I am distracted. Now there are asteroids around this planet. They are pretty big, but smaller than this watery earth I am at. They glow slightly, like Iron that is not quite red hot, but getting there. They seem to be full of energy. Then another set of them is noticed out of the group. These are obsidian. So shiny black and smooth. I begin to chase one for a closer look and it's going pretty fast. So by the time I get to it I'm out in the middle of nowhere.
I decide to change course totally, and my new direction takes me out into what must be the desert section of this space. There is nothing, 3 or 4 dots make out distant stars and they don't seem to be getting closer. I just stop, leaning back to take a rest, noticing my hands out of the corner of my eye. (Space dreams are very rare for me, don't get me wrong, I guess the "letting go" had just relaxed me a lot.) I hold them far in front as I can, and they are extremely blurry. I put them together and then I touched my sides to feel my dream body, remembering reading that in a tutorial. Ha! It only took 2 seconds for that to wake me up, but I was already on my way to waking up regardless.
Ask don't force, an old-time party
Lot's of dreams last night. I have been pretty disciplined lately, but nothing extreme. Jot down notes about these dreams at night when I wake up from them. If I hadn't, I would totally forget them by morning I think.
10.10.2009
A party (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
It seems to be a party that should have been from a decade or two ago. My old boss is there, who I've always been good friends with, and lots of people we used to work with and some random, who have brought dates with them. We cut up a little, but I am really surprised at how much alcohol all the women are consuming as I wander around the party. Some of them have wine bottles directly in hand and some of them have liquor bottles even.
Well the party is ending and we are walking back past the pool to the cars. I must have been semi lucid, or maybe had been drinking in the dream, because I flat out ask two of the prettiest girls who have been together the whole time to take me with them. But I remember reminding myself the tutorial tip on Dreamviews: "Ask dream characters, don't try to force," so I must have known it was a dream, but I never did anything that wasn't normal. I think I meant to test this theory, so I stuck to my guns on the asking, instead of giving up.
After much persistence they tell me that if I can sing that song "Lola" without messing up that I can go with them. I don't know this song so I make up my own verse. It wasn't great but it was kind of in beat and this satisfies them and they agree I can join them. But as we are getting to the cars they are more like carriages, and they need me to fix the car by using chairs beside the pool. It doesn't make much sense now! Another guy is trying to do the same thing for another car (probably with girls in it), and we are in competition over the pool chairs. I awake as we literally scrap tug of war style over the last remaining chair, it's a stalemate. :)
Recreating a poem that a DC said
11.10.2009
Interesting DC (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Had a few dreams last night but I only really remember the ending of this one and this DC. I only remember for certain the first line of his poem, but I remember a little of the rest and the general idea, and recreated it as well as I could. For the record I am tolerant and enjoy all the religions, and have nothing in particular against Christians. Funny this occured on a Sunday Morning :) Also remember, I don't remember it word for word, just the first part, and the idea of the remainder.
The streets were dirt and the stores surrounded a wide square. People were walking down the street in small groups, and didn't really catch my attention. I was not involved in any real plot in this dream. This old, yet healthy man walked out of one of the stores and I immediately noticed him. He looked out into the town into the people's eyes, paused for a moment, cleared his throat, and began to yell this poem somewhat angrily, and sternly:
"Though You're all asleep
And disagree with me
I'd have you go to heaven."
"You look oh so happy
Looking down at me
An hour after eleven."
"Now the man is yelling
He's surely going to hell
The only way up is Christ"
"Maybe you can tell me
Just how far I fell yes
That would be very nice."
"Though you wish I were snoring
I wish you the best
This lovely Sunday Morning!"
"And I've been awake since seven!!"