Thread: Entering the Dark side

22.11.2009

First Lucid EVER! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In the dream, I was sitting in FIU's piano room, talking with the friends and Rob Schneider (honestly not sure why. Rob Schneider's okay, but not amazing). The subject just randomly happened on Lucid Dreams, and suddenly BOOM! I knew I was dreaming! My first lucid dream ever!

When I became lucid though, my DCs became violent. Seriously, they screamed at me, and clawed at my arms, trying to get my attention. The scenery kinda glitched out and freaked out, everything was chaotic. I wasn't all that scared, just surprised. I tried to run, but I remember becoming very very aware of both my dream body and my real body. I was paralyzed on both ends, and I could feel my dream body slipping. after all, the couch wasn't real, and underneath? Nothing... So I tried to will myself away. I guess i got my intentions mixed, because I willed myself awake instead.

My first major breakthrough! A short dream, maybe 30-40 seconds!

23.11.2009

Two in a row (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Another!!! Two in a row! Go me!

This one was on purpose though. I used a mantra for a little bit, so technically this was my first induced dream. In the dream, i was with an old friend. Brent? I kind of forgot his name, but I remember him from coral gables I think. I haven't seen him in a few years. We were in a room playing video games, and I remember checking my watch, then spontaneously using the watch RC. Everytime I checked it, it was a different number. SUCCESS!! My first reality check!

Brent didn't get violent, but still desperate to distract me. I tried to stay lucid, but then the scenery shifted, like the room was on a roller coaster track. Brent used the opportunity to distract me. I lost my lucidity for a second, then woke up.

Why does the scenery always freak out? I'll try to pay more attention tonight.

This one lasted maybe a minute.

Nice work on two lucids in a row, don't remember they all last short for a while but as you have more they will get longer, good luck

29.11.2009

Another lucid: A world of Beauty (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, today I can remember not one, but two dreams! And one of them is a DILD! Hurray!

Since the Non-Lucid came after the Lucid, I'm going to tell that one first.

In the dream, I'm in the Justice league universe. I switch a lot from 3rd person to one of the superheroes.

In the beginning, I'm some miscellaneous hero. Hawk Girl has apparently been missing, and she's been spotted nearby. we zoom off to go find her. We find her (in her mask) flying through a canyon. the Green Lantern fires energy and briefly tries to stop her. Somehow, we communicate with her without speaking, and she tells us of a building we need to go to.

At first, It's in third person. the superheroes descend on a monolithic building. I remember each of them going in their own way (flash of course zooming through the front entrance). Above the main lobby is the "office", a precariously hanging floor with a desk on it. At the desk is Lex Luthor. When the heroes reach Lex, they argue. At this point, I become Batman.

I argue with Flash for a while, only I'm a little more subdued than he is. I notice, also, that Batman's (my) chin is more square than a normal person. Sort of deformed.

Anyways, to prove my point, someone blasts Lex in the chest, and circuits comes out. he then projects "To all the other robots in the building, even though I've been deactivated, please continue working! Have a Nice Day!" Circuits and wires sprout from his chest, and smoke billows out as he dies.

The scene kind of transitions, and suddenly there's a bomb in the building. The superheroes argue for a while about who should stay behind. I become the Flash at this point, and volunteer to stay behind, since I can just run out at any time. the others zoom out and it goes back to third person. Flash fiddles with the bomb a bit, before deciding it's hopeless.

He coolly informs the others that he can't make it out. They rush back to try and save him, and as the distance halves between them and the building, it explodes spectacularly. Flash dies in the explosion. In the shock of his death, the scene fades, and I wake up.

I'm glad that I can remember this kind of detail in my dreams. I'm happy to be able to remember this.

Now, the next dream.

In this dream, I'm hanging with some miscellaneous friends. apparently I know them, and we're all crazy. I'm dressed in a tux, and we sneak into a casino. at the top floor of the casino is aa restaurant/club: our destination. We reach the elevator and click the top floor button.

When we get to the top floor, we run past the bouncers; My friends are screaming something, i don't know what. One by one, my friends jump off the side of the building, leaving the crowd behind them stunned. I try to jump with them, but my legs get stuck to the ground, as if they're glued. my legs stretch a bit as I try to will my body off the building, and eventually I just fall off.

I'm zooming past the building, and suddenly, I'm in this beautiful place. I open my eyes, and I'm zooming past a cliff. The dusty red-brown dirt of the cliff zooms past me at ridiculous speeds. The air is cold, but pleasant. The sun is setting somewhat in the distance, showering the landscape with soft, yet bright red light. The sky above me is colored in beautiful shades of blue, red, orange, purple, every color I can imagine. The sky farthest from the sun is light blue, going down the spectrum until it hits red, nearest the sun.

The sun is Huge, encompassing much of the sky in the direction I suddenly identify as West. A moon also hangs in the sky, a testament to the strange beauty of this world I have come to love.

The canyon goes down until another cliff wall, as far as I can see. There may have been a moon in the sky. It's beautiful here. The floor is a small, shaded ravine, where my friends wait. The wind rushes past me in a powerful gust. It's truly a breathtaking place.

I feel the rush of gravity, and at the same time, the weightless feeling of someone truly free, truly unshackled to the rest of the world. I'm overcome by feelings of joy, excitement, and fear. I'm afraid of heights, so I wish I was elsewhere. In that moment I am aware of my real body and my dream body; I'm exiting the dream world. Although I never say or "think" of the fact that I am dreaming, I just know that I am. I do everything I can to immerse myself in the dream world. I feel the wind on my face, the cold, gentle kiss of the air against my skin. I smell the freshness of it. I look at the colors of the world around me. I feel the weight and not-weight of the fall. I am surrounded by unimaginable beauty.

I become very excited, and somehow, I lose my lucidity. The fall continues, and suddenly I pull the parachute, (at least believe I do. I never feel the pull nor do I see it. The scene transitions to me landing.) I land gently, and my friends are all congratulating me. Somehow, I am no longer in that beautiful world, I am in a field, inundated in the bright colors of happiness. Grassy green, beautiful flowers, the bright blue sky. The scene is very lush. The world fades, and I wake up.

This marks the first time since starting my training that I have remembered more than one dream. I am delighted that one of them was a lucid dream. I think next time, I will exercise more control over my dream. I am glad that my instinct lead me to realize lucidity this time.

02.12.2009

Combat dream (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Well, my first violent dream that I can remember. We were in the map called Rattlesnake from combat arms. I was the one called Viper, the woman in the catsuit. I don't remember the details all that specifically, but I do remember killing a few people. I remember shooting a couple, and blowing another couple up with a grenade launcher.

The dream ended when I was shot, and the respawn timer showed up. When it ticked away, I woke up.

I also vaguely remember having sex with someone. i'm not sure who, but somewhere in my mind, the thought occured to me that I've seen her before.

Today marks the beginning of my new regimen. I'm going to visit the lake and begin my daily meditations there.

excellent start, my friend!

03.12.2009

Dream Bits (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember bits of several dreams today. However, i didn't remember them until I started thinking of my element (which is odd, because I experienced a profound lack of my element during the dreams!). It wasn't until I showered that I remembered my dreams.

In an earlier dream, I remember being in my Ex-Girlfriend's garage. It's a hot, stuffy area crammed to the brim with miscellaneous junk. In the dream, theere was no heat. I don't remember why I was there, I don't remember doing anything particularly interesting except sneaking out quietly, which suggested that i wasn't supposed to be there.

In another dream, i remember having a pet tongue (yes, a tongue). It hopped around on a base, making the little squish sound and swimming around a water filled room. I remember thinking it was cute, in a wierd way. Suddenly a strange new tongue appeared from a portal. It brought the little tongue through with it to a water filled room, where it taught the little tongue to do tricks (like flips and stuff). In retrospec i should have noticed that water was my element, and that should have triggered my realization, but really, it was so outlandish, I can understand not thinking about a lake when there was a living tongue in front of me. I remember Lois Griffin (who was apparently my mother in the dream) yelling at the tongue for talking to other strange tongues. She seemed scared, like the other tongue wasn't supposed to exist.


Finally, I remember a Left 4 Dead dream. In the dream, I was originally Francis (sort of third person, though. it switched a lot). We were in a swamp (which was surprisingly bereft of water. it was more like a forest, but was identified in the dream as a swamp). It was nighttime. We were standing in an open field, and zombies were sprinting towards us. Then, Francis (not me all of a sudden) lit a match and tossed it on the floor. The field erupted in flames. There was oil and pitch everywhere.

We were engulphed in Hell. The world was burning around us, and zombies were dying left and right. Francis yells "We have to get out of here!" then kicks dirt on some fire, and we run after him. As we're running I suddenly become Lord Baldur from Too Human, and I had a lightsaber (I am suuuuch a loser -.-) which I used to anihialate several nearby zombies. I moved like the Apprentice from the Force Unleashed game. We then reached a relative clear zone. Francis whispered harshly "Look up ahead, check this out".

I crawled next to him (we were on a slope leading up to another clearing. "Maav" (pronounced Mauve) Francis hissed. I looked past the slope to see a giant butcher (remniscent of the Gears of War series, weapon and all.). I knew he was bad knews, and we started to run as he howled into the night, hungry for blood, his face that of Death itself.

as we ran, I hear a screeching, and I see a female zombie in a long jacket that had a collar that covered her face, she spat webs at a teammate (I think zoey?) and trapped her. I ran to my teammate and cut through the webs, obliterate the zombie, and we keep running. I remember one final howl before the world dissolved to nothing.

I was in my room. I had woken up, right? Did I? I hear a knocking at the door, and my family enters my room, with a guy who I identified as my sister's boyfriend. I was naked. They talked as if nothing was wrong, and I slammed the door, pulled on shorts and opened them again. "Why can't you always be like this?", my mother asks. Something was wrong.

I then woke up.

This is my first recorded instance of at least 3 different dreams recorded in one night. This is also my first recorded instance of a False Awakening, and my first recorded instance of my element helping me remember my dreams.

Not sure if the L4D dream counts as an epic battle. Comments?

Indeed a very nice beginning.

I enjoy the way you write, very vivid detail. I dream like that from time to time when not under stress.

Congratulations on those lucid dreams..I'm sure there's many more to come.
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These are very interesting dreams. I want to be francis too!
(*edits dream goals*)

04.12.2009

The Oasis (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My element speaks to me.

In my dream, I was in a desert. It was very hot, and very arid. The world was a dustbowl, and we were it's people. I don't remember where the desert was, but I remember it being very bright. There wasn't much vegetation because I remember mostly the beige color of lifeless sand.

We lived in a small village. We were very poor. We were down on our luck, and had no way of getting out. Many were dying of thirst.

The scene transitions. We are in a car, riding off somewhere. Perhaps back to the dusty village? Perhaps not? I am unsure. I remember sitting in the passenger's seat, all the windows are down, the wind blowing through us, hot and ruthless, leeching what little moisture we had left. Everyone in the car was panting. No one was sweating, because we couldn't spare the water.

Only one in the car was comfortable. He was a lizardman. His skin was a pebbled hunter-green. We all knew we didn't like him. He was the only one of us who wasn't horribly hot. "So why aren't you guys ever sweaty?" Someone in the car asks. The driver? Someone else chimes in "Because his people have water in their bodies." Everyone in the car was quiet. Everyone had the same idea. The lizard man, his name starts with a "G" but I can't remember it now, says something, I'm unsure what.

The scene transitions. The village is one of prosperity. There are many people here, people flocking to get water from us. I somehow knew all this wasn't hurting G. I knew the water we had came from his body; It was his blood. It didn't bother me, I'm not sure why.

I was walking to the stand in the center of town. My mother was there, with a woman who I assumed to be her friend. She handed me a glass of water. It had ice in it. It was a small whisky glass of water, with ice, the water so very clear. The condensation from the glass danced in the light, making the glass extremely beautiful.

At this point I should mention that as soon as I saw the glass of water, my memory becomes extremely vivid. My awareness increased immensly after seeing the water.

The glass was cold in my hand. The rest of the world was very, very hot. My mother was dressed in a robe, as was I. The sun was so very bright, but did not blind me. In fact, I can see everything. The stand was a confections stand. There was a price board above the tender's head. I remember seeing an orange ice pop for $3.50, and the ice cold glass of water for $2.90. Somewhere in my head, I noted that it was expensive, but mine was free.

My mother and her bartender friend were talking about how the water brings back memories. Then she mentioned me as a small child, dancing with a mop wearing a diaper. I had a dream-flashback to that moment (Which never really existed as far as I know) and scolded my mother for telling such an embarrassing story. Then a piece of cheese appears, and I start cramming it into my mouth. It was white and yellow (muenster? Maybe exotic cheddar?) I do remember it was disgusting. It had a very bland, unpleasant taste. I remember trying to spit it out, but it was very difficult to do so. There was too much of it.

The world fades, and I wake up.

I remember a fragment of another dream.

I was in another desert. I was in a lush, green area of the desert. There was a blue pool of water in front of me. I was so happy I could cry. The water danced off its surface playfully, cut off only by the shade offered by the palm trees above the oasis. I was peaceful. I remember a pillar nearby, maybe ruins of some kind? I also remember a statue of an old man I identified as Zeus. It's lips were puckered as iff blowing out air. I knew that if I had the pwer of the wind, the statue would reveal its secrets to me. But I knew I didn't have that power yet. I was content with the water for now.

I find it interesting how many dreams with water I have now. My element is speaking to me.

great - i'm happy this theme is coming up so quickly for you

05.12.2009

Blackout, Blackout! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember two dreams, neither of them have good detail.

I am in an elevator in a club. We're going up and down at the same time. I don't remember who I was with, but I remember the club losing power. We couldn't move. Then I pressed the button, and the elevator starts to work. I remember the people nearby being shocked by my ability. I also remember as soon as the elevator moved that background music started. I couldn't locate where from, but i assumed in the dream that it came from the speakers. The song was "Blackout" from the musical In The Heights.


In another dream, I remember being in space. There were clones from Star Wars all over the ship. I remember some kind of parasite worm or virus worm turning the ships crew to zombies. I remember running through a corridor and trying to escape before waking up.

This is the first dream I've remembered that has music in it. Not bad, I think I may want more.

Relatively short entries.

Zombie Clone troopers lol very cool haha

08.12.2009

The most random dream ever (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember box creatures getting ready for some kind of job, perhaps a battle? they were cartoony, and stout. One of the creatures was getting hungry, so the others peed cheese into its mouth (eww). The scene transitions and the Big Box comes back. The hungry box had turned into a giant sketched male face in the sky. It had glasses and a rugged beard. We all knew it as the Cosmic Perspective. He was a god-like figure that the others worshipped as their new leader. The old leader was disappointed over the coup'd'etat. I seemed to be a third person camera at this point, a viewpoint unable to interact with the scene.


The Scene shifts, and I'm in a video game of some kind. At first, i was a sick man (who looked kind of like Dwayne "the Rock" Johnson). The players, a nerdy human character and a gothic fox-boy character, were commenting on my illness. Then, I collapsed and died, and the sick man's (no longer me) chest started to move. I burst out of the chest of the dead man. I had become a metroid-like parasite, made of water and jelly. I was like a jellyfish out of water, only creepier.

The goal of the game was to catch me. I float away into a chinatown like setting, and the player chooses a character. The Nerdy human could move faster and jump higher, but the gothic fox-boy could hit much harder. The fox-boy was chosen and he started his chase, his dark red tail flowing in the wind. I flew through a window away from him, and the scene shifted.


I'm in a store applying for a job. I am human again. It's some kind of clothing store, remniscent of every Hollister on the planet. I walk through several rooms, each has their own manager. Each one tells me to keep going, my interview is in the back. I reach the end, and there's the cosmic perspective and a random guy in a room. Me and the CP are friends, so I get the job automatically. Scene transitions.

I'm in a strange place. It has a setting, and yet it doesn't. It's as if I'm somewhere, and nowhere at the same time. What I recognize as a cave one second is literally a forest the next, and a city, and a swamp, and a battlefield, and Hell, and space, and nowhere. My shirt is torn, and there's a creature before me. It is a creature of Death. Its eyes are red, its skin a deep green. Its long ivory claws were about as wide around as I am. Its fangs were stained crimson. Somewhere in my mind I acknowledged that I was about to die.
The creature reared its head, about to wipe me off the face of the earth. At the last second I hurl something into its large, whiskery mouth. It stopped his attack. It looked at me almost expectantly. I was stunned, and hurled another one into its mouth. The creature wriggled with happiness. "Marshmallows", I thought, "It likes Marshmallows!".

The world faded, and I had a false awakening, which was almost immediately followed by an actual awakening.

I'm somewhat disappointed with the lack of water in this dream, but I'm glad to have remembered something so detailed, even if it was nonsensical.

09.12.2009

Freefalling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In the dream, we were on a plane. I was in a jump suit, preparing for flight. I strapped a parachute pack to my back, making sure everything was good and tight. Somewhere in my mind, I knew it was snowing outside. (granted snow isn't exactly the form of water I was hoping for, it's nice to know it's still present in my dreams).

There was a girl I was with. I was trying to impress her. She looked nervous, but very cute. I knew her somehow, not sure in what way.

As we prepared for our jump, I asked her about her first jump. She told me she was strapped to a girl names Jessica or Rebecca (I forget which) for her first jump, but was nervous to go solo. I told her about my first jump, and consoled her.

It was time! I took my position and lept out, with her following close behind! I looked out at the horizon, the edge of the world clearly defined against the bright blue sky. Weightlessness took over, and the world faded to nothing.

This being the only dream i can remember, i've decided to conciously start sleeping earlier and earlier. My recall was much better when I was on a fixed schedule, and now that I sleep in, it's getting worse.

11.12.2009

So many dreams, so little time... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Actually, i think I remember 4 different dreams, but they are so vivid! I am happy that I could have such detail!

In the first dream, I was taking an online quiz (I REALLY need a vacation, both in the dream and out!). I expected to take a math quiz, but instead, I had to take a quiz based on the performance of this ten year old comedian! So he starts off, and I see him pace the stage, this little black kid. "So, y'know what the best thing about my Grandpa is?" he asks, "X plus Y equals my granpas a nudist in the shower! And he likes to share with traffic!" and instantly I have this mental image of this old guy naked waving his junk at traffic. (*gag* eww....)

I'm in Puerto Rico. I'm in la Plazita, a town square in the middle of San Juan. But it's different, the plaza was moved. It sat atop a rolling hill, overlooking the ocean and overlooking the world. The wing was howling, and it was raining heavily. It was warm rain, and I did not mind at all. I loved it. The sky was covered in black clouds, and the ocean was roiling, the very sea itself wiggling in delight at the sheer wetness of it all. I felt caressed in the heavy, yet comfortable rain. Everything was dark. Everything was warm. People walked around the plaza, going about their day as though none of it mattered. I was content, soaked to the bone, but content. I remember I had a bag with me, filled with clothing (it was a cheap mesh bag, like to hold a workout mat), and I was wearing a blue baseball cap. I also remember distinctly having forgotten my contact solution.

I couldn't find my father, so I called him to try and find him. We had to do something important. "I can't find you!" I told him. He told me to go down the plaza and find him quick or I'd be late for the cruise. I was worried the water would ruin my phone so I kept it under the brim of my cap, shielding it somewhat from the rain. I ran down the plaza to find my father. It took several minutes of searching, But I found him. I was anxious.

He led me down an alley. "We're gonna sneak on!" he yelled into the wind, which distorted the sound by the time it reached my ear. We turn the corner and I get a bad feeling. 'Dad, no!" I yell, but it was too late. He turned right into the arms of a security guard. To her right was a line of female prisoners of varying ages and beauties. Somewhere, I knew they were going to be boarding the cruise. As the guard began to ask what we were doing there (suddenly in spanish), my father grabbed the nearest inmate and hugged her, almost violently. "I'm going to miss you, so! Please stay safe!" Now, I knew my father had never met this woman in his life, and it showed in her bewildered face. But she accepted his hug, and the guard rushed us away.

We then walked away, defeated and soaked. We walk to a nearby row of houses and take shelter under the awning of one of the houses. "what do we do now?" I asked/yelled. My father shrugs and begins to look in the other direction. I look to my left and noticed a doggy taking shelter on awning over. She ( a collie that I somehow knew was female) was laying between houses. She has dark fur and the biggest, cutest eyes I've ever seen. Somewhere in my mind, I compared her to a girl I once met. I don't know who. A smaller doggie (maybe a yorkie?) came up and jumped on her face. I knew she was his mommy despite the difference in breed. They opened the door to the house and rushed inside, planting themselves on th couch, the collie lolling lazily on her back, all four legs splayed. The owner noticed them and began to yell. The world fades...


I remember a huge Party! We were in a dark room with many seats (a movie theatre?). I was dressed comfortably, but nice. I remember a rocawear jacket. It was nice party, with hordes of people everywhere. I know I was some key player, someone everyone looked to. I helped manage it for my boss (who for some reason was subservient to me, too). Someone called me and told me the DJ was having some kind of problem. The music stopped and I sighed, and made my way to the DJ booth. As I was walking, a little girl stops me, not much older than 7 I'd guess. She was adorable! the cutest little girl ever. She gives me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. she asks me if i could please tell the nice man in the DJ booth if he can put on a country song. I think it was a Taylor swift song. She was so cute, if she asked me to give her my brain in a jar, i would. I oblidged, promised I would and gave the girl back to her mother, then made my way to the booth.

The DJ, a curly haired guy, smaller, mousy, looked a lot like this gay boy from my school. He was in the corner of the booth with a raven perched on his shoulder. He was paralyzed in fear, the raven staring directly into his eyes. Somewhere in my mind, I knew he was a Wicca. The raven seemed innocent, and at the same time, malevolent. I was afraid to touch it. Brent walks in (a friend from elementary). He's all grown up, and he grabs the bird casually and tosses it aside. He starts to pat dust of the DJ as he recovers, and I grab the raven. I take it outside, which was suddenly a forest. I threw the raven into the sky and watched it fly away somehow. I was afraid it would peck my eyes out, so I was covering my eyes with my hands, yet I could still see it. (This should have been a clear sign of my dreaming, but I missed it).

I walked back to the DJ and relayed the little girl's request. As the music started again, everyone disappeared but me and the DJ. Suddenly, we were in a castle in the sky. He had black wings. "I'm very lonely up here", he says with tears in his eyes "Will you stay?". The world shifts...


I'm in a strange place. The sky and the world around us is covered in mist. The world as I knew it was hanging in a void of nothingness, and as terrifying as that was, I was at peace. There was no sun, yet the world I was in was brightly lit, and at the same time, soft to the eyes. This place is so clear, so vivid! I'm in a courtyard. I, myself, am resting in a ruined building at the edge of the courtyard. In the center, there is an altar. Simultaneously, two groups of rival monks begin to cross the courtard. One group was dressed in white, and carried a stone statue of some kind. The other group was dressed in white and red, and carried a crucifix, with a painted jesus on it. As they passed each other, they ridiculed each other. I left my shade and made for the altar in the center. I was wearing black robes. I saw that the golden idols in the altar were hindu gods of some kind. Maybe a mix between Hinduism and some other religion. There were several other people in white robes, kneeling and praying before the idols. I knelt before the altar and payed my respects. (I respect all cultures and religions, not just my own).

As I was paying my respects, a group of orcs passed by. Their skin was green, their large, sinewy muscled bulging through their sleeveless robes. They intimidated everyone nearby. Behind them came a large golden creature. It looked like an Elephant monster, but from the electric gaze of its eyes, i could tell it was intelligent. It occurred to me that this must be the orcish god, and I payed my respects to the behemoth as it passed. I knew that one wrong movement sealed my doom here.

Another creature passed by, another god. It had wings. My brain was somehow unable to process the rest. One moment, it was a man with wings, another it was a deformed monster. It shifted its appearance continuously, too fast for the eye to see, yet I noticed each tranformation. The only thing consistant about it was its wings, black and white and every color and no color. I felt its strange, alien conciousness as it passed. I was deeply afraid of the creature, and also awed by its presence. It looked at me, and the hairs on my body stood on end. Then it moved past me and disappeared into the mist. the world faded to white...

I don't know what this thing was. None of the Gods afore mentioned felt like normal DCs. The monks all felt normal, but the idols felt alive. The God-Creatures... they terrified me. They felt all encompassing and all powerful. After examining my feelings in the dream, I know that none of these things were my Dream Guide. They certainly didn't feel like what I would expect a DG to feel like. They felt... dangerous. The world itself that I was in felt stable and unstable. It was as if it was a sacred, secret place that I had no right to be in. In truth, it was a strange, terrifying, and awesome experience.

Finally, i found myself in the castle in the sky again. This time I was nonexistant, I was a viewpoint, unable to interact with the scene. The Wicca DJ man had a woman with him. They were standing at the castle's gate. They plummetted off the world, and suddenly, i was the DJ. We flew down through the sky, to the nothingness below. Suddenly, we grew wings, both me and my ladyfriend. We flew back up to the castle and I became the viewpoint again. A strange minotaur creature that could fly (no wings or anything, I just suddenly knew it could fly) appeared before the DJ and his wife. The creature was powerful, yet not as powerful as the creatures from the courtyard. I connected them in my head, yet somehow did not realize that the minotaur had anything to do with the courtyard. The creature knew i was there, yet did not acknowledge me.

The DJ seemed shocked. "After all my years of praying, why have you come only now?" The minotaur replied. his voice boomed throughout the hall. "I could not come when you were human. You faced your death. Prayer may make us wise, but death makes us still. Welcome, Brother." The minotaur blinked and the world faded to nothing.

I have never had a dream like this. I can't understand why everything felt so strange, so unnatural and at the same time, perfectly normal.

I am happy that I had a water dream, but I wish I could have been lucid for these dreams. There are so many things I can't understand. I've decided to make it a goal of mine to return to the courtyard.

wow man, that was some epic recall! and the run-in with an alien intelligence was cool.

12.12.2009

OOH! So close! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream started off with my driving to my house. As I pulled up to my parking space, I noticed there was a lake in behind my house. I pulled in, got out of my car and stared at the lake. Something about the lake made me stop and stare. Something was happening. Lake means something. (At this point I felt myself autobegin my mantra. Lake means I'm dreaming, so say the mantra. Unfortunately, I got distracted). A dog walked up and peed on my car. I got angry at it, until i realized it was my dog. I chased him back to where he came from, and found he hopped through a hole in the fence, which for some reason was now chainlink instead of stone. I blocked the hole in the fence, but I felt bad because he was cooped up all alone. I tossed him inside. he was greasy to the touch. Eww.

I walked inside and immediately my sister began to berate me. She complained that I never appreciate what my family does for me. I sat down on my meditation mat (which was a pentagon shape, like a home plate for some reason). I began to relax and center myself. Then my sister's piercing voice screetches out to tell me they graciously got one for christmas. It was made out of cloth. I decided to talk about how the best ones have charnel beads in them (I have no idea what charnel beads are). She calls me an ingrate, and I start yelling/crying at her and grab on to her shoulders hard. She tried to stand up and pulls me with her, causing her to flip on her back. she begins to cry those crocodile tears that she always does when she doesn't get her way. I yell at her to "Grow the fuck up!". The room itself was shabby, much like my old room in my stepfather's house.

The TV, ironically, had McDonalds music videos one about employee safety (I hate mcdonalds). Then two miscellaneous chinese boys enter the room and gasp at her tears. for some reason, they were my cousins in the dream. Then I wake up.

So yeah, a bit disappointed at how close I was to becoming lucid, but still happy that a lake showed up in my dreams. It wasn't MY lake but it was A lake.

Originally Posted by Darkborne

Something about the lake made me stop and stare. Something was happening. Lake means something. (At this point I felt myself autobegin my mantra. Lake means I'm dreaming, so say the mantra.

progress.

14.12.2009

Piano studies (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in the piano room at my university. for some reason, the room is located in a diffferent area of the school, wedged between the Jamba Juice and a miscellaneous store of some kind. I myself am perched on a car, a lowrider cadillac of some kind. I alm laying on its hood, smiling bashfully to myself. I am daydreaming about my new girlfriend. (I figured after our date last night she'd be in my dreams)

In my dream I am lazing about, hugging a pillow on the hood, propped up against the windshield. I am feeling rather snug and cozy, when my brother appears. He came from behind me, and began to sing (My brother and sister are broadway performers). He sings several songs from in the heights, specifically 96000, Hundreds of Stories, and In The Heights. He sounds like he has a cold (which is wierd because I woke up with a cold this morning). He finishes up, and proclaims it as a free sample and struts off. My older sister stops by and smiles at me. She kneels to my right and plops herself down, and I make a short joke.

So I grab my computer and sign on to some kind of program. I change my status on some kind of avatar girl, changing her out of an angel's outfit into regular clothes. I start to look up my friends list, and just then, my alarm clock wakes me up.

15.12.2009

Roadtrip! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am on a large greyhound bus. I am in highschool again, and we'd just finished a band competition. I am sitting alone on the bus, it is chilly, but comfortably so. It's dim, nighttime. I notice a girl on the bus. She was my first crush from freshman year. Her name is Berenice. She moved a long time ago, so what she was doing here in beyond me.

She notices me and sits next to me, a big smile on her face. "Hi", she says, her eyes bright and exuberant. I guess we just won. She's sitting across from me, in a seat turned backwards. She has a scarf on. She's clearly trying to flirt with me. "Hey", I respond, "What can i do for you?". She looks slightly taken aback. I notice the condensation on the window. Water is nice. She says something and I look back. "What?". She looks at me and says "Well, I was just wondering if you're interested in being my boyfriend. Its really nice to meet you!" I look at her, "I know you already". "I know", she looks surprised "So are you interested?"

"No, you told me no a long time ago." I say to her. She looks surprised. "No I haven't!" I look at the window. it is dry. Something about that window...

I get up and grab something from the rack above. It's a book set. "This was your favorite set from freshman year." A memory flashed back, her rejecting me with it. I place the books back on the rack, next to an identical set that wasn't there before. I sit back down and she begins to say something. My ears "flood" as in they need to be popped. I try hard, excusing myself while I yawn, swallow, and try to pop them. They won't pop. Eventually I give up and fall asleep. A montage begins, with soft piano music in the background. Berenice has ignored me and layed her head on my shoulder. I'm too tired to care. The mountains roll by leisurely. There was a flash of lake. Lake? Did I see it? Was it just my imagination? I see an altar hanging off the side of a cliff. It is made of black stone, with two unlit pyres on the sides. It is gothically styled. We pass by it without incident, leaving it to watch over the misty valley.

I wake up. Berenice is curled up under my arm. I am angry at her, because I am taken. I have a girlfriend. I am startled awake by an angry midget! He is wearing a business suit and is balding. Berenice jumps at the sound of his voice, and we listen to what he says. He is teaching us how to beg. "The key is eye contact! They not only have to look at you, but KEEP looking at you!" I sense a vision, its of him begging to a man in a car. He gets money. He forces the driver (my band director) to stop at a truck stop.

He rates someone's exit from the bus, berating her for ruining her chance to beg. The band gets to work, but instead of money the mcdonalds owner gives us food. The little man complains. the mcdonalds owner celebrates and shows a number on a small electronic ticker in the store: The value of the meal. Almost 200 dollars. He proposes a cheer for a girl in a mask on the bus. The home alone theme plays.The world fades...

Overall, a very vivid dream. I can't really tell if I saw the lake or not, but I know it was a flash in my mind during the dream. The condensation also disappeared. Water is becoming more frequent in my dreams, but in short flashes. I have to figure a way to prolong their exposure in dreams. It's not long enough right now to become lucid.

17.12.2009

Okay.... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There is a store. People come to buy things from me, I believe I sell electronics. I am too lethargic to do anything.

In another dream, I am Hank Hill from King of the Hill (Only less uptight). My wife, peggy, is pregnant. She is wearing a maternity jersey. She is going to a football/basketball game. (Somehow, its both at the same time). Her friend, Nancy, is depressed because she wants to go too. Peggy winks and says she'll bring her back a souvineer. She leaves, I stay behind because I have to work on a room. I have to replace this gaudy wallpaper with another (and in my opinion, just as gaudy) style of wall paper. In order to do so, for some reason, everything has to be moved out of the room.

Nancy is nearby. She offers to help. Sexual tension builds (again... eww). I tell her no, that I'm fine, but I'm kind of breathless as she walks away. I sigh as she walks away. My dad enters (cotton hill) and talks about how he's proud that I'm considering cheating on peggy.I ge disgusted with him and leave him to continue moving stuff. The dream fades.

19.12.2009

Family (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am at this beautiful beach! The water is blue, sparkling, and endless. The beach itself is white, the sand baked by the sun. To me, this is my college, I come here everyday! The buildings are made of some kind of bamboo, the roofs thatches with palm fronds. this place is a paradise. Somehow, today seems different. I park in my usual spot and as I step outside, someone picks a fight with me. I immediately flex and show off my physique. The guy runs away. A security guard appears, seemingly out of nowhere, and asks me why I did that. I ask her what she means, and she refers to the flexing. I tell her that me appearing bigger makes me scarier. As I'm talking to her, another kid reaches into my laptop case and steals my nail clippers. I chase him down, grab him and squeeze him to death. He goes limp and drops the clippers. As i'm putting them away, I notice there's Puerto Rican money in my car. It looks a little more like monopoly money, and there's roughly 48,000 pesos in it. There's more, but I disregard it.

I walk into the building. Despite how natural it looks, it still had an automatic sliding glass door. As I'm about to reach the piano lounge where all my friends wait, I notice I forgot my laptop. I turn around and head back to my car. As I'm passing through a large windowed hallway, i notice the hot german guy from my class. He is watching some kid skateboard. The kid is my cousin Nathan! I head out and suddenly my whole extended family was there! Everyone!I notice my grandfather the most. The others... not so much. The water is beautiful! The waves gently crash against the shore, completing the utopian scene.

As I walk back to the lunge, my uncle (Johnny Depp is his Jack Sparrow costume) goes crazy. To shut him up, i buy him vodka. The bottle was very vivid. It was Ketel One. the lable was black and gold and red. I hand the bottle to uncle jack and he teeters off to the shore. A little girl appears, seemingly from nowhere and gives me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. She asks me if she would stay here with me, she didn't want to leave. She was sooo cute. I told her that I wish she could but she had to go home soon, with the others. She frowns, clearly displeased.

I look outside, content to watch the waves. I notice my grandpa fixing a sandwich out of a tasty looking bread. I look to my right is the same buffet spread. It looks tasty! I notice the chicken is labeled tuna. I stick a knife into it and it has the same consistancy and smell of tuna. I pick up the tasty flatbread and try to rip it. As I do, it expands, like an accordion (spelling?). It comes to life and makes a loud screetching noise that mimics the alarm I hear in the distance. I comment on how ingenious a bread alarm is. I slice it in half with a knife, effectively silencing it. The world fades as my family leaves...

I am pleased that water was so omnipresent in this dream. I wish I could have picked up on it. I also noticed something unusual about my dream. The little girl that I saw, I feel as though I've seen her in my dreams before. She even greeted me in the same manner as before. Although physically she was different, her aura (for lack of a better word) was the same. I am going to keep an eye out for her from now on.

Anyone have any thoughts on the girl?

24.12.2009

"Don't you worry..." (Semi-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember several dreams today.

I am on my way to my girlfriend's house. It's time to take her out on a date. I am dressed nicely, and have a rose for her in the passenger's seat. I turn the corner and drive in to her Cul-de-sac. There is a man in the street, taking out the garbage. I recognize this man as her father, althought I've never met him before. I am suddenly very nervous. My car disappears, suddenly I am on foot. I walk up to him and greet me. He returns the greetings in spanish. He does not know who I am. I let my girlfriend know via text that I am outside. A minute passes by and she comes out. He suddenly knows who I am and why I am here. He beginss the "daddy talk". He finishes the talk by telling me to keep her at arm's length at all times. I look at him in the eye and say "Don't you worry about a thing. I'll take good care of her." She climbs into my car, and I start driving. I give her the rose and another flower that materialized from nowhere. She smiles and kisses me. the dream fades as we drive off.

I am in the city. A strange city. It is remniscent of New York. I am in a long plaza.Two medium sized buildings, roughly 15 stories each, line either side of me. Behind me is a telephone booth, and behind that, a monolithic building, roughly 50-60 stories. I am a woman. I am dressed in a long coat with underarmor underneath, black pants and boots. I am wearing sunglasses. The world around me is devoid of light. everything is black, in the sky, a solar eclipse rains, a dark circle with a halo of glowing light. No light shines down on the city. Everything is black, yet distinguished, as if the lack of light had the same effect as light itself. There is no color whatsoever. The world around me feels dead. It is a world of Twilight. It is a world that feels as though it is suffering, yet I know nothing lives here anymore. I know the world died long ago. In front of me, instead of the stretch of empty plaza, a lake has appeared. It is black, it is a swirling void of nothingness. I knew that if I touched it, I would be lost forever. Yet the lake did not feel malevolent. It was simply... Death. Water.... Water is important!

As I struggle with the thought of the water, a man walks behind me. He is wearing a white suit and a fedora, and glasses that are somehow blacker than the void I found myself in. He is in stark contrast with the world around me. He appears to glow, not brightly, but glowing nonetheless. I knew he was vastly powerful, yet still only a fraction of the ppower he had when the world lived. In truth, he is dead as well, yet living. Perhaps a spirit? He seems too real, too strong to be a ghost, yet he seems too weak to be alive. He welcomes me to the world, and asks who I am. I look at him, sheer shock suffusing my face. "You're supposed to be dead!" I say. He ignores the comment. "I am here to teach you" he says to me. His voice echos slightly, but it seems weak. Yet I knew he was strong. At this point I make a comment about the world being dead. I don't remember exactly what. I stare at the water again. Water? Is it really water? Water means....

A pair of women appear at the hardline. They run towards us and the man gets in a defensive stance. "Fight!" he shouts to me. I recognize the woman who lunges at me. It is me. I lunge myself into combat with her. With me. We are interlocked, as if an invisible force has shackled us together. He strikes! A punch/kick combo. I block/dodge her 6 times. I retaliate, punching her twice and kicking her 4 times. She stands back up,ready to strike again. The world around me begins to fade. I am awoken by my alarm clock.

At this point, i go back to sleep.

I am megaman, in a tanktop and boxers! I am in some sort of upgrade shop. Each upgrade brings me more impressive armor and weaponry. The world fades.

I wake up. I am in a car. Who's car? I am listening to music, Daft Punk. We park and head out. We are going to a party at my college. I look down and see I have no pants. I nonchalantly think to myself that I must be dreaming.... DREAMING... Dreaming? Dreaming. The word repeats in my head as I am aware, but not fully aware or my state. I am semilucid.

My "father" comes up with a bag of pants. Wait... what was I doing? I grab a pair and the world fades.


Woohoo! another Lucid! Semi-lucid, but still somewhat lucid! I wasn't able to fully stabilize or ignore the DCs due to my lack of control. I am glad I was able to have another lucid dream.

I noticed something else. The Man in my dream felt strangely familiar. He felt like the Gods from the Courtyard dream I had not too long ago. But he felt strangely subdued. Like I said, He felt dead, yet alive. It's hard to describe. Also, I've never ever felt water portrayed that way in a dream before. Whereas usually water represents life, this body of water, in the dead world represented Death, represented the Void. I've no doubt that if I had touched it, I would have died in my dream. I'm not sure I want to go back to that world, yet I definitely want to study the water and the Man a lot more.