Thread: JD's Balls-to-the-Wall Awesome Dream Journal

06.11.2009

Attack of the Giant Hand (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was the character of Chev Chelios from the "Crank" movies. I was in a car chase- I was doing the chasing. Some woman was talking to me in an earpiece I was wearing, telling me where to go. I reached a huge spaghetti juntion, and the car I was chasing sped off up a ramp, which had a barrier put in front of it immediately, preventing me from going that way. The voice in my ear told me to keep following the road I was on; it would lead me to the same junction as the other car was approaching from a different direction.





As I got closer to this junction, I began to question my driving skills. In real life, I can't drive, and I quickly lost confidence in my ability. It was the fact that I was driving which slowly brought me to lucidity. (Becoming lucid in this case was not as immediate as the colour change implies!)

I discovered that I could have fun driving, and totally forgot about the people I was chasing. I weaved between lanes, pissing off other drivers, and had several near-misses. Before long, it was getting dark and I was driving in countryside. There was a narrow bridge going over a river that my car could just about fit over (turns out it was a 4x4), and I put the boot down to fly over it. As, I landed, I saw a white van pulling out of a field to my right, and I had to swerve dangerously to miss it. I ended up flipping the car into a field on the left. It landed upright however, and undamaged. By some miracle it stopped just before hitting a caravan which was parked beside me. I was a bit shaken, and decided to take a rest in the back seat. It was now night time.

I happened to glance out the left window, and saw a horrifying sight. It was a giant, disembodied hand, crawling over the top of the caravan. It was like a giant (non-green) version of the hand from the Addams Family. It was scuttling about like a huge spider, then it made right for me. I was shit scared, and although I knew I could make it disappear if I wanted, it seemed like less effort to force myself awake. For half a second, I could see the spider-hand on the car window "overlaid" on my duvet. Kinda weird.

09.11.2009

Diving for Treasure (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream started with two guys sitting in a castle trying to roll a joint. They were trying to smoke a dead mouse. The dead mouse was stolen from the ingredients cupboard of an evil wizard who lived in the castle. He often kept people as slaves, and these two were his current ones. The men were then summoned (by a booming voice) to the wizard's room. The castle was dilapidated in general, but the wizard's room was the worst. It had no celing, and most of the walls were broken down around it. There was snow on the floor and a blue aura of coldness. The wizard was enraged when he saw the mouse-joint, and blasted the slave holding it out of the room. The other ran after him. The booming voice then said that all slaves were to head down to the lake to search for treasure for the wizard.

This is the first part where I became involved in the dream. It was a difficult walk to the lake. Me and about 7 other people had to cross over the top of a high, rocky ridge. When we got to the top we could see the lake. I said something to the effect of, "Jesus fuck, we won't find anything in a lake that size!"





Everyone seemed to automatically know that whatever we were looking for would be on the very bottom. The lake was really deep, and we didn't have any diving gear. I decided to run and dive into the water to get a head start. I took a run up and jumped off a small cliff, superman style. As soon as I left the edge, I saw that the drop was a lot greater than I thought. In fact, I had misjudged my dive so much that I was going to land in the shallow area by the shore, where the water was only inches deep. What shocked me into lucidity here was that when I landed, I wasn't dead or in any pain. I jumped up in the air and took off gliding over the surface of the water. I had a bit of trouble with this, because it seemed I could only glide like a paper aeroplane, rather than control my altitude. I ended up back in the water, and immediately went down to the very bottom. It was murky, muddy and dark at that depth, and I could just about make out some other people in the distance searching for something. I felt sorry for them because they were having to come up for air, whereas I could breathe. When I resurfaced, the rest of the people in the lake were being forced to swim and find whatever the wizard wanted by a fat woman with a kind of cattle prod. She looked like pure evil, and would shock anyone who came into the shallows for a rest. She was cackling maniacally as she did this. I vowed to get her. I submerged again (I could move faster underwater) and kicked off the ground in such a way that I would come up right beneath her. I was exactly right, and resurfaced at her back. I grabbed her hair with one hand, and shoulder with the other. With my right foot, I kicked her in the spine, breaking her in half.

After this encounter, I tried to teach the other DC's how to breathe underwater. I said, "I'm able to do this because I know I'm actually sleeping safely at home and can't drown!" Turned out this made me lose lucidity because while I was demonstrating, my subconcious convinced me that I was sleepwalking in the dream, and I was only able to breathe underwater because I was asleep and didn't need as much oxygen.

LOL ... I bet that dead mouse joint would be harsh! LMAO

10.11.2009

Bin Lid Frisbee (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was across the street from my old house playing some sort of game. I had to throw the lid of an american-style garbage can into a large bucket on the front lawn of my house. The game was very long and intricate, but I can only remember this small section. I threw the bin lid in the way you would a frisbee, but when I saw that it was going to miss by miles, I pointed my finger at it (while it was in flight) and redirected it in such a way that it started to orbit the bucket. The orbit was huge and irregular. It went down to the bottom of my street and back up again, and sometimes went to the other end. I don't remember what happened next, but after some time it actually landed right inside the bucket. I told an onlooker that it had been orbiting for nearly half an hour. I was very pleased with myself.

10.11.2009

Violent Storm (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Me and a few friends were staying in a caravan I used to own, except it was on top of a hotel. From the living room window, all you could see was the sea, with the beach below. It was early evening, maybe six o'clock, but the people in the carvan next to us kept telling us to keep the noise down. This went on for a while, until a huge storm brewed. The wind was so loud you could barely hear anything over it, and the rain was being blown completely horizontally. There were 20 metre high waves crashing outside. I commented to whoever was sitting beside me, "Look how strong the wind is, it's making the waves break sideways. I'm glad we're inside!" The waves were indeed breaking long-ways across the beach, and spray was getting blown away by the wind. I looked out the back window and was surprised to see a man in a hat and trenchcoat walking his dog along the street. The wind barely seemed to be affecting him.

I plan to wake up at 4:30 and attempt my first WBTB... I'll report back whether or not it's a success. -wish me luck!

EDIT: No success with the WILD, I couldn't get into a dream! Maybe I didn't sleep for long enough before the attempt or I was in a bad position. I'll have to adjust my sleeping pattern to something more regular, that'll probably help. I did have a very long logical and vivid dream after that though, which I'll post if I get time.

Originally Posted by J.D.

Suddenly, people started running past me down the hill, shouting that Voldemort was coming. I thought this was unlikely

Haha, no shit! XD


Nice dreams!

I should have questioned it a bit more and might have become lucid! I realise how stupid that sounds! Thanks for reading

Major Dream Sign Discovered!

Something I really have to look out for in my dreams from now on is getting my phone wet. I know it's not in any dreams here, but the past few years it's cropped up excessively. I'll be swimming, or fall into a lake or something, then find to my horror that my mobile phone was in my pocket the whole time. When I check it, it works fine! This has actually happened about 12 times in dreams and never in real life. I guess it must be something I'm subconsciously paranoid about... So far, every time this has happened, I've merely gone, "Phew, thank god!", set my phone somewhere safe, then gone swimming again!
I'll have to look out for this in future.

16.11.2009

Kicked Out of WWE (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at a leisure centre to go swimming. However, the pool was in the middle of a concert arena, and there were thousands of seats around the outside. I already had my shorts on, so I walked down the steps to the pool. The steps were irregularly spaced horizontally, so I had to do sort of a leaping jog to get down.
I was in the pool for a while, chatting to someone I knew, but cannot now remember. I wasn't really "swimming", more sort of floating about at the shallow end. Then I bumped against a wall and felt something in my pocket. To my horror, I realised I had left my phone in my pocket. I climbed out of the pool thinking, "Shitshitshitshit..." However, when I checked for damage, the phone worked fine, and barely even had any water on it. I really should have noticed this mega-obvious dream sign! It happens all the time. I walked back up the steps I had come in from to leave my phone somewhere safe. When I got to the top, I saw a family I knew. I asked if I could leave my phone with their stuff, and explained the miracle of it having gone in the pool and survived. I am a bloody moron. I then went back down to the pool.

A little bit of missing memory here, the next thing I remember was sitting in a seat (still in the stadium), watching wrestling. The pool had been covered over and there was now a ring in the middle. I think this was brought on from watching an episode of South Park which was about wrestling. The whole stadium was filled with people, there were probably about 15,000. I stood up and started jumping about excitedly (which is weird, I don't even like wrestling), knocking into people. One of the burly security guards, who was wearing a light blue t-shirt said something along the lines of "Alright, that's it, you're coming with me!" and he escorted me up the steps out of the stadium. I became lucid here, probably because that sort of thing never happens to me. The security guard was going back inside, leaving me at the top of the steps. I thought, "Fuck this guy, I'll do whatever the hell I want!" So I ran at the steps, very fast, and took a leap off the top. I soared for about 10 metres, and landed halfway down. I took another running jump from one of the longer steps and this time I flew over a large section of the crowd. I landed on my front, on top of a load of people in their seats. What happened next was a sort of crowd-surfing situation crossed with sledging. The seats were tiered, so I surfed downhill on top of people until I came to a stop at an empty seat, which I slid smoothly into, as if nothing had happened. Another security guard saw me, and chased me back up the steps and outside again.

I was thinking of more ingenious ways to screw with the security guys, and I was suddenly compelled to run and slam into a nearby wall. I knew, somehow, that on the other side of the wall was a bull enclosure, housing thousands of bulls, which were somehow important for the show. It was very cramped in the bull room, and as I bumped at my side, I moved one bull. This caused a massive chain reaction which ended up making every single bull stampede out the other side of the enclosure and into the stadium. They burst out at the highest tier of seats, and stampeded over thousands of people. The destruction was awesome. The security guards had no idea what to do. I was very satisfied, and told my story to people outside the stadium. I lost lucidity near the end.

16.11.2009

Accidental "Almost" WILD (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed after staying up until about 4:00am playing the new Call of Duty game. My brother and I had been swapping the controller over at each death for most of the night, but I stayed up after him because I wasn't tired. When I went to bed, I found that the sound of gunfire, the rumble of helicopter guns and the clinking of bouncing grenades were ringing in my ears. Well, I say ringing, but I had the TV on low volume, so my ears weren't actually ringing, but if I listened in my head, that's all I could hear. I concentrated on these noises, which just formed up naturally. I made them more intense and I became deeply relaxed after about only 10 minutes. If the noises were actually real, they would have been roaring right now, they were all I could hear. I had a feeling of what I can only describe as "my brain vibrating", and my mind was completely and utterly blank. Then my brother handed me the controller. "Here you go," he said. "No thanks," I replied, "You have another go, I'm quite relaxed doing... wait..." I surprised myself when I remembered I was still in bed and was shocked awake. Maybe a new WILD induction technique there, "fake-hearing-induced LD" lol

16.11.2009

WILD Attempt 2 (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up at 6am to try a WILD, and had a little more success than last time. I had a false awakening in my old house. It was nearly completely dark but I knew where I was because of the position of the bed against the wall and facing away from the window. Oddly, it wasn't this that told me I was lucid. I checked my hands and had no idea how many fingers I had. The dream wasn't very stable, so I decided to shout "Stabilise!" -They say that works! It probably would have worked, but I don't think my body was relaxed enough and I woke up for real.

16.11.2009

Living in a Church (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream had a pretty logical and coherent plot, but no real direction or point. A good read though.

I was in some sort of underground facility. At least I thought it was a bunker or something but it turned out to be a department store with many, many floors and departments. I saw two girls from across the store, and I somehow knew I had to escape from them. I ran out to the stairs, from where I intended to go down as far as possible and hide. I had a kind of "dream memory", where I "remembered" a technique to getting down the stairs quickly.





I held on to the bannister at the top of each section of stairs and threw myself over the steps down to the next level. That way, I didn't have to waste time taking steps individually. Every single level had signs saying what could be found there, but I can't remember what a single one said. I can almost visualise the sign I was looking for (which was on the lowest floor), but couldn't tell you what it said.

I went through the door at the bottom floor and found myself in a big underground room. The ceiling was as high up as the top floor which I had just come from, and there were glass balconies and benches dotted around. The room was full of people who looked like they were preparing to go into hibernation. I got the impression it might have been coming up to Christmas, as people were selling decorations, and everybody was wrapped up in thick coats. They looked like a tribe of people who maybe live in the underground every winter. They all seemed to know each other. I passed through the room and glanced up to my left to see the two mysterious girls glaring down at me from one of the balconies. I picked up the pace and jogged through a stone archway which looked like the exit to the surface. On the way I found some strange coins in my pocket which I didn't recognise, but they seemed to be valuable because some kids ran up and asked me for one.

I can't quite remember what happened next, but something definitely did lead on from the last section to the next. I had got myself a house. It was inside a very old limestone church, which was apparently attached to my school. The walls and ground outside were the kind of white/light yellow limestone rocks you find in the South of France.




^^ Imagine that scene, but with rocky ground outside and crumblier walls. There were small spaces between the bricks in the corners, and the only entrance which worked was around the back and quite inconvenient to get to. Inside, there was quite a lot of space. My bed was in the middle of a large room, and was almost vertical for some reason. I would have had to strap myself into it to avoid slipping out the bottom. The ground inside was bare and rocky, much like the outside, and there were a few weeds. The interior layout was "open plan"- most of the walls had fallen down. The living room had a stone bench carved out of the wall with a blue matress on top as a cushion. This also doubled as a bed. The kitchen had a similar bench/bed.

Three of my friends who I hadn't seen in ages came to visit. One of them I don't really like, and I was kind of annoyed that he turned up unannounced. We ended up having a really random conversation where he told me how terrified he was of big dogs, specifically Alsatians (German Shepherd). He kept repeating "Alsatians" over and over and shuddering.

We decided to go somewhere, might have been into town, but I missed the taxi the rest of them got in, so I started to walk. It was raining heavily and I became very unstable. It was like I was drunk, stumbling around and having difficulty staying upright.

I eventually got back to my new house, where it was hot and sunny. I was with my brother for some reason. I spotted a quick way round the back of the church, through a trench with builders working on it. There was a black, barbed wire fence running along the sides of the trench, and large amounts of it on the ground. It was here that I realised I was not wearing any socks or shoes, or a t-shirt. Suddenly my brother went berzerk, and attacked me with a length of barbed wire. I fought him off, and ended up with lots of quite deep gashes in my back and chest. Strangely, there was no blood, just deep wounds. I probably should have got this dream sign... The police and ambulance arrived, and a nurse examined my wounds. I was still holding a piece of barbed wire for self defense. My brother then stepped quickly over to me and cut a gash in his own neck using my piece of wire, to try and incriminate me. I said to the police guy, "What the hell?! Tell me you saw that!" He grunted and wrote something down in his notebook.

16.11.2009

The FACE (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was the creepy result of a false awakening and the position of a certain painting in my room.
There is a painting of a cow on the wall opposite my bed, so I can see it when I lie on my back. This invaded my dreams.

I had a false awakening in my own bed, and I looked at the wall opposite me. I saw that the painting on my wall was not a cow as I had always imagined, but a face in disguise. When I looked at the painting when I wook up, in semi-darkness, I could see where it might me mistaken for a scary face. In the light it's just a cow, and I can no longer make out a face other than the cow's. The face had come halfway out of the painting- its nose was about 3 inches from the canvas. It looked a bit like this, only scowling more.




Even worse, it was alive. I was lying in bed and it started insulting me, telling me it had been watching me ever since the painting had been put there (over a year). It then proceeded to list off all my worst fears and telling me they were true, and laughing at me. It had a posh but gravelly English accent and a wheezy laugh/cackle.

It was truly hideous. I decided enough was enough, I'm going to burn it. I knew there was a fire in the fireplace downstairs at the minute and I planned to stuff the painting in it. To shut him up I wrapped a brown towel round the whole painting and held his face to my chest. I was kind of worried about him biting me.

Then I had another false awakening! This time the painting was actually of the pokemon Venonat.

17.11.2009

Going To War (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This one started at the lead up to the battle of Helm's Deep, from Lord of the Rings. I was Aragorn, doing that thing where he swings the kid's sword about. I swung it around very fast indeed, then gave it back to him and he did the same. I said, "That sword is good. Any sword which has seen the fires of the Second Age will be strong." Presumably this is something Aragorn would say, I can't make head nor tail of it. I went to the armory, where I picked up a large amount of plate armour. My helmet was stifling. It covered my entire face apart from two very small slits for eyeholes. I decided to keep it open until I saw the enemy.

We then recieved the order to troop outside. My squad ran ahead of the rest, jumping over cordons and pushing past people to get to the front of the line. I soon found out the purpose of this was to be the first to the tanks. Yes, tanks. I simply followed the rest of them up a steep hill to where three bright yellow tanks were parked. Apparently all the vehicles, helicopters and artillery in this army were a kind of canary-yellow metal. The inside of the tank was just like the interior of a touring caravan. There wasn't much in the way of military controls- one driver, one gunner and several passengers. I was one of the passengers. A girl who was sitting opposite me on the corner settee asked if I'd ever read the works of the three ancient poets. I said I had, and promptly pulled out a book which contained translations of the plays and poems of three ancient Greek poets. One of them was Sophocles. I can't remember what the other two were.



Our tank followed a convoy of vehicles out of the base, and spent a lot of time patrolling roads near my house. There were yellow battleships in every river and yellow trucks on every road, but no sign of the enemy. Suddenly, one of the tanks in front of us stopped, and a guy on a yellow moped dropped out the bottom. The tank drove on, but the guy on the bike had some difficulty starting his engine. He got it started just in time to avoid being flattened by an oncoming bus. I was bored of sitting in the tank, so I got on our tank's moped and dropped out. I found that it was pretty slow, and it was a lot of effort to keep up with the convoy, as they kept making unexpected turns. In the end, the enemy never did materialize.

17.11.2009

Time-Travelling Assassin (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


This dream took place, maybe 50 years in the future, judging by the technology in the cars. I was chasing a girl who had information I needed. I followed her down a winding mountain road with very long corners. I had to do some drifting in my car, but this was no problem as the car was controlled by all sorts of high-tech computers and could drift all day if it needed to. In the girl's car was another guy, who I think was japanese. I chased them to the very bottom of the mountain, and into a barley field. She finally admitted defeat and stopped in a clear patch to see what I actually wanted. I pulled up alongside and asked her a question about the future. I can't remember what it was exactly, only that it involved war in some way. She immediately got very cagey and paranoid. Then a voice from her car's computer said, "Analysing vehicle... This car is unregistered and is therefore illegal." (Talking about mine) I explained that I had brought the car back with me from the future and it was important to me. The girl refused point blank to answer my question, but hinted that a certain woman was the only one who could. She sped off back up the hill so fast (using nitro) that her un-seatbelted companion was thrown backwards out of the car. (It was a convertible) I offered him a ride, since I planned to follow her anyway.

I explained my predicament to the japanese guy on the way up the hill, and he gladly cooperated. He told me that this "crazy cat lady" as he called her, could answer my questions, and that the girl I had just met was more than likely on her way to see her right now. He gave me directions to the housing development where she lived. On the way, he phoned the girl in the other car, but so as not to make her more paranoid, said only that I had offered him a lift, and he had accepted. I got out of the car at a road on the edge of the general area where my companion told me the woman lived. I suddenly had the power to fly, but thought nothing of it. I floated over several identical white houses. They were all somewhere between wooden houses and trailer homes, and all had a small garden. Sometimes I would land and have a quick look around to see if this looked like the place I was after. I was able to tell by looking out for pet gravestones. I reasoned that if this woman was as into cats as the japanese guy had said, I would find some sort of evidence in the garden. About the tenth garden I landed in had no grass, just stones. I saw that there was an unmistakable cat gravestone in the middle, but a lot of dog crap around the garden. The japanese guy landed beside me and looked puzzled. Then an old woman of about 55 came out of the back door. He said, "That's her!" I went to approach her to ask my question, but was interrupted by the girl, who followed the woman out of the house. She was very angry at me for having followed her, but even angrier at her friend for helping me. She berated him for about 2 minutes, during which time I couldn't get a word in edgeways to speak to anyone. I entertained myself my doing flying pushups on the fence. My feet would levitate in the air directly above my head, and I would push myself up and down.

Eventually they stopped arguing, and to my surprise, I was invited inside by the old woman. The girl and guy waited in the garden. It turned out she was definately more of a dog woman than a cat woman, I could smell dog in the house. I talked to her for a few minutes (I still can't remember what was so important) and she went to a cupboard and got out some parchment. It looked very old, but she said it was a newspaper from the future, during the war. She put it on a stand in the middle of the kitchen and squirted some kind of brown liquid on it. This made writing and pictures appear on the parchment, which had been almost blank before. I tried to read it, but then the woman's husband came in. He was japanese as well, and enormous. He was quite old, but looked like an ex-sumo wrestler or something. He was angry and afraid, and tried to destroy the parchment with the top of a broom handle. He said,
"No! You can't read this! It says I become involved with warlords in the future! We shouldn't know things like this, I don't want to know!" I tried to stop him, but he was immensely strong. At this time the girl burst into the kitchen and grabbed the parchment. She threw it out into the back garden, looking as terrified as the huge man. I remembered reading something on the parchment, a poem, which included the line, "...the way out through a quick stone passage..." Suddenly the ground started to shake and the roof began to cave in. However, more than the roof was falling. It was as if the house was in a cave, and rocks were falling all around us. For an instant, there was only one safe way out of the house. So much rock had fallen that it created walls on either side of one single gap. I could only see the girl. I shouted, "Do you think this is the quick stone passage?" with a slight grin. She seemed to agree and we both charged down it while rocks fell around and behind us, filling the passage in.



When we reached the front door, there was a sheer drop below, of thousands of feet. We dove head first off it without a second thought, a la Assassin's Creed. On the descent, I saw an opening in the ground below, shaped like an eagle. The girl saw it too, and we picked up incedible speed and flew right down it. I somehow knew then that there would be symbols for a male and female eagle for us to follow at the bottom. We landed in a giant underground lake, where we dove under. She saw an opening marked with what was unmistakably a female eagle, and I saw a male eagle marker pointing me deeper. The water was very dark and cold. When I got to a certain depth, the stone walls of the lake opened up into a much wider underwater cave. Unfortunately this is where I woke up.

19.11.2009

Lucid Fragment (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was hella-wasted last night so I barely dreamt- or I just can't remember dreaming much. I did have one dream for sure though, where I became lucid for an extended period of time.

Suddenly I was lucid. I have no memory of the events preceeding this, but I was at the top of many flights of stairs. I hopped over the railing and fell down the space in the middle right to the bottom. A bit of bad recall here...
I was in the house of someone I knew, but cannot now remember. I know that this person was male. I showed him some levitation, which I wasn't very good at, but he was impressed anyway. I realised I had been lucid for quite a while now, and as a mental exercise I tried to recall what led me to this place. i.e. my dream memory. I know I remembered how I got there, but I don't know what I remembered... if that makes any sense.

EDIT: I just remembered more! In my friend's house, I did a reality check. I found I was able to put the fingers of my right hand through the palm of my left. Fascinating!

20.11.2009

False Awakenings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I tried to WILD in the morning- probably too late though, it was at the time I usually get up at.

1) False awakening in my own bed. I thought "God sake, it must be these earphones I've got in, keeping me awake." They were playing "Hey Jude" very loudly. I was reluctant to take them out and turn off the player because it would mean moving. I decided I had to in the end, because it would just go on to the next song. I couldn't figure out how to turn the device off. It was my brother's. I probably should have questioned this a bit more and become lucid, but no such luck.

2) False awakening in my own bed. There was commotion downstairs, as if one of my brothers had just come home from school. I drowsily got up and went down to investigate. My brother said he had been to some sort of presentation in a science museum about the solar system and other planets. He said that Princes William and Harry had been there, so it must have been a big deal. He showed me a model of a planet he had made while there. It was on orange superglued onto a slightly larger orange, but so tightly they loooked almost like one sphere. There was a little mit of missing time, and the next thing I remember was walking up to the off-license to buy some kind of drink. I then realised I didn't have my ID or money with me, but kept walking while I thought about what to do. In real life I would have immediately turned round and gone back to my house to get what I needed, and I should have questioned the fact that I pointlessly walked on for ages here.

I'm going to make a habit from now on to "question everything" and "feel everything" in my everyday life, see if that makes me have more lucid dreams. I figure, if I get in the habit of asking myself, "Is this real? How do I know?" it'll carry over into my dreams. DILD's here I come!

21.11.2009

The Pink Panther (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This is the first time I've successfully WILDed!! As in, gone back to bed with the intention of entering a lucid dream, and actually managing it. Unfortunately it took me about an hour and a half after going back to bed before I finally cracked it. I had almost given up and was getting majorly uncomfortable, so I rolled over. I tried to let myself go to sleep normally, but retained just a tiny bit of awareness.

I visualised, quite clearly, myself looking in the mirror. For some reason I was wearing my old school uniform. I tried to take it off, starting with the tie, then the blazer. The blazer is a rough kind of wool and I paid attention to how it felt in my hands. About 2 seconds later I was dreaming. Needless to say, I was incredibly pleased after waiting so long. "Haha, jackpot!" I said. The song which most accurately summed up how I was feeling then was the Pink Panther theme, so I had it play as I swung my blazer around and danced a bit.



I noticed that I was in a supermarket full of people. I couldn't see anyone I knew, so I started walking around (to the beat) looking for something or someone. Along the way (in mid dance move), I glanced at my left hand and was pleased to see that I had about six fingers. This satisfied me greatly and I hummed along with the Pink Panther tune. Just for the sake of touching stuff, I picked up what seemed to be a small rubber ring and squeezed it, before trying to drop kick it. Apparently my dream coordination is just as bad as in real life, because I scuffed it, and it only rolled away. I thought, "Thank god this is a dream, if I was strutting around this cockily in real life then missed a kick like that I'd have to go die in a hole with embarassment!"

I woke up here. Tried to DEILD but no luck. I was kind of discouraged the past few days with lack of success, but at least I know I can actually WILD- I'm back on track! This was definitely one of my most vivid LD's, I'll have to practice this method.

21.11.2009

Nowhere Man (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was still sleepy after the last WILD, so I went back to bed with the intention of actually sleeping, you know, for energy and such... lol

I got into another LD without much waiting about this time. I was in the upstairs of what looked like a cross between an office building and university halls of residence. I went into the living room, where there were two pink setees, a neon green rug, and an old-fashioned TV. On one of the settees was a girl I know (fit). There was a woman on her left (who might have been Cheryl Cole!) and a guy on her right, but I ignored them and we got it on.

I have a little bit of missing time, but later on, I was wandering the corridors with the music of "Nowhere Man" by the Beatles playing at an ambient volume. I lay down in the middle of the floor and tried to go to sleep. I'm not sure why I did this, but I was definately still lucid. I know because I wondered what would happen if somebody found me lying here the next morning, but I remembered that was impossible.

I then had a false awakening in a bed in the same building. When I woke up I honestly believed I had been sleeping there, but a cynical part of me thought "Bollocks, no way..." I did a reality check and sure enough, lots of fingers. I got up to find that everybody was out of their rooms and standing in the hall outside mine. I went out and saw they were all eating chocolate fingers. I grabbed a couple and munched away.

After this, the dream got very, very unstable, and I spent several minutes going in and out, and trying to integrate myself into different places. I eventually either woke up or fell into a non-lucid.

21.11.2009

Punched in the face by Green Day (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just remembered this. It must be the dream I slipped into after the last one.

I was in the passenger seat of my dad's car and he was driving. We were on quite a long journey somewhere and I was very sleepy. I thought I might try to WILD in the car. (I wish this had worked and had made me lucid) I closed my eyes and imagined what things we were passing, just as a mental exercise to see if I got it right. When I openend my eyes much further down the road, I saw that I had estimated the distance travelled exactly right- we passed a blue petrol station just when I predicted we would. I lifted an ice lolly out of the back seat (I didn't wonder why it wasn't melted lol) and ate it slowly as the journey continued.

My dad then took a wrong turn and we ended up in a cul-de-sac where we didn't need to be. I jumped in the back for more ice lollies. He and I somehow swapped seats, so I was in the driving seat and he in the passenger side. I didn't have a clue what I was doing and the car started to roll backwards. I was shitting a brick because I didn't even know which pedal the brake was. My dad managed to reach over with his foot and press it just before we crashed into a parked jeep.

A little bit of time later, I was getting out of the car at a Green Day concert. I recently attended one and it was awesome! I was there with the same friend as I went to the real life concert with. We went inside and the concert began. We were in the standing area near the front. There was some sort of catering company setting up a buffet of different kinds of chicken. One of the caterers was standing right in front of us talking in an earpiece. He told me and my friend to shut up because he couldn't hear. I thought this was ridiculous, and said so. He said if I didn't shut up he'd get security to throw me out. I whispered something in my friend's ear and the guy said, "That's it, get out!" I told him where to go, and all of a sudden, we were having an argument about the types of chicken at the buffet!

A few minutes later, Green Day left the stage with the concert unfinished. Everyone started to leave, very disappointed. On the way out, as a sort of apology, the three members of Green Day came out to autograph some stuff and get some pictures. I was first in line to Billie-Joe Armstrong, the lead singer. I asked if he would sign my ticket, and he was happy to. He got out a marker and wrote his name neatly, but very fast, as if he was testing how fast he could physically write. He wrote "Billie-Jo A" and kept missing the ticket when he tried to write "rmstrong". Instead, he said, "Fuck it!" and slapped me in the face as he handed back the ticket. The way he did it was intended to be friendly, but it was the strength of a full force punch! One of my teeth was loose! When I told people about it on the way back to the car, they were actually jealous that he had punched me and not them!

22.11.2009

Held Prisoner in my Own Mind (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So far in my lucidity-chasing, all my dreams have been quite light-hearted affairs, and I haven't had a nightmare in about four years. This one was different. I was actually trapped in a scary situation, with the full knowledge that I was dreaming, wanting to wake up.

A bit of background. I'm hungover to the max today. Last night's binge would account for the tiredness and massive REM rebound I got as soon as I went to sleep in the evening. I was also maybe not in the most positive frame of mind, which could have been a factor in all this.

I was sitting on a farm talking to my brothers. I saw smoke rising in the distance. After a while I could see flames. The fire was getting very high, and soon after, fire engines pulled up near me. I noticed one of the firefighters was my friend's dad, who I haven't seen for years. My mum pulled up, driving a minivan, packed with people I knew. She said everybody was going to visit somebody who lived near where the inferno was, to make sure she was ok. I got in too, and we drove off. The car was packed out with people, and it was a bit of a tight squeeze, but there were enough seats.

Instead of driving towards the fire, which was up the hill a bit, we drove downhill, and ended up at a beach. My mum tried to drive up a sand dune unsuccessfully. Next thing I knew, I was out of the car, standing in the middle of the beach. The sun was setting, and the waves were quite high, but very far away. There was a vast expanse of flat beach between me and the water. I turned round to walk up the beach, but out of the corner of my eye I saw movement. A single wave, about 2 feet high was sweeping silently (and very quickly) up the beach towards me. I tried to outrun it, but it got me. It soaked my phone in my pocket. I recognised the dream sign, and became lucid. I marvelled at how real my cold and wet clothes felt now that the water had receeded. I then had the desire to get off the beach. There was something eerie about standing alone in the middle of such an enormous wide open space in semi-darkness. I'm not agoraphobic in real life, but something wasn't quite right here. I tried to run up to the top of the beach, but I realised I was running but not actually getting anywhere. This was a bit scary, and I just wanted to wake up.

Then I had a false awakening. I was in my bed, and actually thought I had woken up. I was like, "Thank god that's over!" I looked down at my left hand and saw that it was glowing a purply-pink colour. "Shit," I thought. I got out of bed and wandered around to see where I was. I was in what looked like a big hotel room. Except there were no doors or windows, and the walls and floor were made of wood. There wasn't much light, but I could see black square panels around the room. I got a bit closer, and saw that they were holographic pictures. As in, if you moved, the picture changed. What was on them was pictures of my friends' heads. Their heads weren't quite solid, they were grey on a black background. As I moved across the room, they appeared to be shouting something at me quite desperately. I really didn't like this scenario at all. I went to look in a mirror out of curiosity. I was wearing my dressing gown in the mirror, and my hair was a lot shorter than it is now.

I then had another false awakening. I looked at my hand, which had an indeterminate number of fingers. I was getting a bit worried now. I got out of bed and walked out into the room. There was some sort of gameshow going on in the middle. I didn't want to take part, but the host forced me to.

Then I had ANOTHER false awakening. I was really relieved because I thought it was for real this time. I looked at my hand, and it didn't even look like a hand. This time, when I realised I was still dreaming, the music from The Twilight Zone played.

Listen to this shit...

This freaked me right out, and I started shouting things like "Wake up!" and just screaming in general. No such luck.

Yet another FA. This time I was in my own room, trapped in my bed and unable to move. I could hear my mum outside the door. I yelled, "Wake me up! Get in here and wake me up!" She never did come in, and the Twilight Zone music played again.

Another one. I was back in the windowless hotel room. There were two guys doing some measuring. I said, "Fuck this, I'm not playing the game any more," and decided to kill myself. Handily enough, a noose was hanging from the celing. I stood on a desk and put it round my neck. Yep, it's getting a bit heavy! As soon as I jumped off, the scene went into reverse. Everything literally rewound around me, and there was even a "rewinding" indicator at the bottom of my view.

I had, maybe 15 false awakenings, and each time my hand was different. The Twilight Zone music played every time I looked at it. One time it was fat, then the hand of an old man, flashing psychadelically, missing altogether... the list goes on. One time it looked normal until I realised I was actually missing a finger. There was a stump. I nearly shat myself at the music that time. I became increasingly desperate, and even tried holding my breath, in case that meant I was actually holding my breath in real life, and I might wake myself up by nearly suffocating. It didn't work.

Eventually, of course, I did wake up, only 2 or 3 hours after I went to bed. I very reluctantly checked my hand and it was fine. I ran straight out of my room and downstairs. I'm totally exhausted now, and maybe a bit afraid to go back to sleep! Also, still enormously hung over and it's killing me. I really hope I never have a repeat of that episode. Like being stuck in the matrix and not being able to find a fucking phone!

EDIT: Had about 5 DILDs after that last night but each one of them caused a knee-jerk reaction of waking up instantly!

23.11.2009

The Terminal (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The setting for this dream came straight from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. I played the multiplayer level "Terminal" right before I went back to bed and it must have stuck.

I was exploring the level in my socks. The floor was polished, so I was sliding along for long distances, almost as if I was wearing roller blades. In the next room I was about to enter, I saw some poeple I knew talking. I picked up a bouncy ball from a nearby counter and threw it in as hard as I could. It bounced all over the place, and everybody was like, "WTF??" Then I stepped into the room and threw another one, laughing. It was caught by a friend of mine, and we played a game where we bounced it off the wall to each other. Kind of like squash, but without rackets.

When I was bored of that, I slid on to the next area. As I crossed the threshold, time froze in the room behind me. I almost expected it to happen, but was surprised it did. I came to a sports shop. Inside, people were trying on shoes and gear. I saw a girl I liked, so I sat down and tried on some shoes. Then a voice came over the tannoy, saying that the girl's flight was leaving. She walked out of the shop. I went after her saying, "You don't have to go, this is a dream!" but she went anyway. I was then offered a sweet by friend of mine who just arrived. I took a strawberry flavoured one. Here I woke up slightly. I got back into the dream by imagining myself on the ground outside, feeling the roughness of the concrete.

I was annoyed at myself for letting the girl from earlier get away, and I thought it would be cool if girls started dropping out of the sky like ODST's. Suddenly they were. All around me, pods were landing, and naked girls were jumping out. One of them had a rocket launcher... for some reason.



I woke up a bit again, and I felt that I was completely numb all over. My arms were in a bit of a weird position, so I moved them into a more comfortable one. I thought about going for a DEILD.