Created a huge twister at an indoor hot springs in my LD this morning. |
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I was attempting to complete a maze with a group of people when we came to a drawbridge that needed a key to lower it. I had lost the key, so instead I used some kind of magical force to blast the lock. The drawbridge lowered by then a giant, black, menacing creature formed itself over the bridge. It started to say how we had cheated and the cheater must be punished by death. I came up with the argument that this was a dream and I couldn't die (despite not being lucid). The creature then informed me that this was actually just an altered state of consciousness and by rending my soul I would also die in the waking world. Just as the creature was about to stab me someone flew in, Indiana Jones style, and tied the creature up. We ran over the bridge and the dream continued. |
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The best reason for having dreams is that in dreams no reasons are necessary.
No sailor controls the sea. Only a foolish sailor would say such a thing. Similarly, no lucid dreamer controls the dream.
Like a sailor on the sea, we lucid dreamers direct our perceptual awareness within the larger state of dreaming.
In one of my dreams, I got to sing a duet with Paul Simon (off stage), and I got his autograph. I made sure to address him as "Mr. Simon" out of respect. |
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I think snippet means a little more than two words there dude. LOL JK. |
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"Oh, and everything is not what it seems
This life is but a dream"
Breakers Roar by Sturgill Simpson
NL-I am in a house that ive never been to before. It is very spacious and rustic. My mom is in the kitchen cleaning dishes or something. We get into a small argument and I decide to go outside. I go outside and look around. There is an open field on all sides of the house. The house itself is made of large cedar siding and green steel roof. There is a pond with white river rocks along the edges to behind me and a small ridge that runs upwards to my left. There is a separate shed from the house with a couple vehicles parked outside. I see Agent Phillip "Phil" Coulson from the Marvel movies standing in the driveway. One of the cars must be his I think. I tell him, "will you take care of this please?" (speaking about the argument I had with my mother). He grabs the walkie talkie he always has with him and calls somebody in to help. A moment or two later I hear a jet. My view goes into the air in front of an F-18 fighter jet. It fires its payload and blows up the house. I see the missile go through the window into the kitchen. I am blown away, I yell at agent Coulson "I didnt mean like that!!!"...dream fades... |
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Well Chimp, you call in agents to take care of family matters, and that's what happens. They don't understand subtle. They only understand death-by-fighter-jet. |
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it would seem i should probably talk to mom in the dream then...While it was amusing, its kinda strange too...Usually everything else is killing my parents, not me... |
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Had a dream where I was being chased by a naked dude. |
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Two layer zero experiences last night |
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The best reason for having dreams is that in dreams no reasons are necessary.
No sailor controls the sea. Only a foolish sailor would say such a thing. Similarly, no lucid dreamer controls the dream.
Like a sailor on the sea, we lucid dreamers direct our perceptual awareness within the larger state of dreaming.
I had my 2nd ever WILD this morning. Long story short, I went through a mirror, but ended up NOT where I wanted to go. Here's the part about the actual transition, which I enjoyed even more than the actual dream: |
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I banished my wife's undead-demon-grandmother to Hell. And then treated it like it was no big deal. |
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"Oh, and everything is not what it seems
This life is but a dream"
Breakers Roar by Sturgill Simpson
I'ts not a big deal unless you make it so |
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in my old house, im walking down the hall way behind a dc. i stop and look to my left out of the blue...the walls are blurry and dark. i become aware, i say im dreaming. i immediatley grab my dc by the arm and say hi how are you. so excited i feel like a little school girl. .things get darker. i try to rub hands together.. i return to non lucidity.. |
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I got lucid when I was in the ocean in my dreams (dream sign) and there was a dead body floating face down beside me. I made the corpse vanish, then I summoned a shark, and this time I really concentrated. The shark came closer and I grabbed its fin. Rode it for about 20 seconds before I fell. Did a bit of waterbending before I woke up for real. |
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I was on mars with a friend of mine, and I was pretty high, and I was looking for something to eat |
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(Non-lucid) I'm a student in a grim Soviet-era elementary school. I refuse to fall in line or follow instructions and my dour teacher is frustrated that I only speak English. She gives me a 20-minute "time out" for being such an incredible pain in the ass. I'm oddly pleased by this, deciding to meditate "and hopefully improve my lucid dreaming". (!) I close my eyes and meditate for what seems like several minutes. I feel a sense of peace, although I can still hear the schoolroom chaos all around me and the sound of the other children jabbering in Russian. |
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I had a dream yesterday where there were lots of nuns in my school. Then there was one nun who came and everyone fell silent. Her habit was worn backwards, so it was covering her face. She also didn't have any arms :O |
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I had apparently murdered someone and was quickly trying to cover up the evidence. Just as I was throwing away the last trace, the detectives investigating the murder walked through the door, although one of them appeared to be a 12-year-old. (Kids dream sign in full effect, I guess). They asked why I was throwing stuff away in such a rush, and I didn't have an answer for them. As they stepped towards the garbage can where I threw the stuff, I picked up a huge saw that just happened to be laying on my desk, proclaimed that it was me who murdered this anonymous person, stabbed the 12-year-old with the saw and ran away. The 12-year-old appeared to not be phased by this and chased me through my house, saw sticking out her back and blood spewing everywhere. I locked myself in the bathroom and dived out the window. I saw flashes of a new life and identity being created to avoid prison as I woke up. |
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Check out my DreamViews Podcast with OpheliaBlue!
The best reason for having dreams is that in dreams no reasons are necessary.
No sailor controls the sea. Only a foolish sailor would say such a thing. Similarly, no lucid dreamer controls the dream.
Like a sailor on the sea, we lucid dreamers direct our perceptual awareness within the larger state of dreaming.
YES!!! I FINALLY PUNCHED A GORILLA IN MY LUCID!!! |
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