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I believe there are but two simple rules that govern and dictate the shape every single aspect of dreaming. I believe this holds the key to the true nature of dream control, and that understanding...
Liked On: 05-02-2023, 03:17 AM
Air Show Clarity: 4/10 Importance:2/10 Sleep: OK Sleep Position: Unknown I'm in a parking at an air show or something, and Alvin flies overhead in an airplane. He keeps passing...
Liked On: 12-30-2020, 06:37 PM
I dunno if Nomad was trying to send stuff to me, but my recall has been terrible lately, although I've barely been sleeping either. I am sure I got through to him last night, the only question is...
Liked On: 12-30-2020, 07:33 AM
I took a swing at a shadow man once and he jumped back to avoid it. I've tried tackling them a few time, but either they disappear before I reach them or I go right through them and they're gone...
Liked On: 01-16-2020, 03:10 AM
I find I have to really strain myself to do telekenisis in dreams as well. Luckily I seem to be able to concentrate on the task at hand in dreams more easily than I do in RL. In RL, I would have...
Liked On: 06-28-2019, 05:30 AM
Not followed exactly, but I used to get what I call the "Center of the Universe" effect while lucid. Whenever I would get lucid and look at something, it would come right at me. DCs, helicopters,...
Liked On: 04-09-2019, 10:32 AM
I believe there are but two simple rules that govern and dictate the shape every single aspect of dreaming. I believe this holds the key to the true nature of dream control, and that understanding...
Liked On: 09-27-2018, 05:01 PM
Time to make an official intro for this thread, as it didn't start off coherently after the split. I've named this type of dream the Timaes, after a play written by Plato "The young Timaeus,...
Liked On: 07-29-2018, 09:08 PM
Your timing is uncanny. I've only just started noticing that happening in my dreams last week. Had two separate dreams where that was happening. I would encounter suspect fellow dreamers and my...
Liked On: 04-30-2018, 04:53 PM
RL only seems more resistant to change for the same reason those sudden transitions seem so dramatic, because they are the sole source of influence on a blank slate. In Rl, there are billions of...
Liked On: 04-29-2018, 03:58 PM
Ok, seriously, I was saying the same damn thing though out the entire thread. I mean there there are only four rules and I went on about it for 14 pages! lol Yes I repeated myself, but I did so...
Liked On: 04-29-2018, 01:52 PM
I moved this week, don't have easy internet access hooked up yet, so haven't been around much. That's something I'm going to need to look into more, the art of change. Thus far I've just...
Liked On: 04-29-2018, 01:35 PM
Also Arutad, perhaps your focus was too narrow. I was always assuming there were were several elements in play. Perhaps you were so intent on your hands that in that particular dream that everyone...
Liked On: 04-28-2018, 10:48 PM
In the thousands of years mankind has observed the various mountain ranges on the earth, never once have those mountains gotten up and danced the Macarena. Is it not a logical deduction to assume...
Liked On: 04-28-2018, 09:59 PM
I don't see how your point differs from mine. Both the conscious and subconscious assemble dreams in the same manner, by using archetypes. Since this happens naturally in normal dreams, or...
Liked On: 04-28-2018, 09:12 PM
I need to pee IRL as badly as I need to in the dream. I'm in an apartment store, and rush into the bathroom to pee. All the stalls are taken, and there are no urinals, so I whip it out and begin to pee in the sink. I'm peeing and peeing and it just won't stop. After a few minutes, it sinks in that there are no urinals, and I look up to see three women staring at me aghast. "He's STILL doing it!" one of them says in disgust. They think I'm a flasher, and I try to explain that I'm not, but the fact that I'm not putting my penis away would seem to indicate otherwise. I just can't stop peeing!
I put my dick away and run out of there before the cops show up. I run outside looking for somewhere more private to pee. Down the street there is some sort of NFL billboard with a talking robot dude which provides a bit of cover, so I go to pee there. The talking robot sure swears an awful lot as I go. For some reason my penis keeps getting longer every time I look at it. "Impressive", says the robot, "want me to hold that for you?". I actually think him holding the end might be a good idea, since it's now so long it's difficult to keep straight, and the pressure is making it hard to pee.
At this point, it's almost 5 feet long, and I'm considering cutting it off since it's obviously some sort of alien parasite.
End up at a friend's house, still peeing non-stop, before I finally wake up and pee for real.
I'm captaining a starship, and recieve 10 warnings from what I assume to be my future self. We avert the crisis, then I realize it was not my future self that sent those warnings, but a PARALLEL self! I don't trust this parallel self has the same ideals and self interests, to I take measures to insulate myself from such interference.
It's an unspecified apocalypse. There are giant rocks falling out of an ominous sky, and the first zombies are starting to spread. Shit is going to get very bad, very soon. I'm focused on gathering supplies and getting out of the city, and am leading a small group.
People are already fighting in the grocery stores, which have almost been stripped bare. I focus on raiding unattended stores and gas stations, houses that look empty. In one house, there are canisters of supplies, guns and ammo, food. As we grab the canisters, a little +10 or +5 appears in the air like when you pick something up in a video game. That almost tips me off that I'm dreaming, but I get distracted with my mission of gathering supplies. There's a nice rifle with a scope in the basement of one house, I'm the first one to spot it, and I lay claim to it by announcing "That one's MINE!". Morgan disagrees and grabs before I can, and I tell him I'm willing to fight him for it. He's being a total dick, the kind of person who gets people killed, and as we fight, I regret not having any of those knives I scavenged on me.
I'm in my high school, where they are holding the lamest school election ever. It's long, drawn out and super boring. Meanwhile, I'm preoccupied with how to defeat Jiren. Goddamn universe is about to be erased and these idiots around me are playing make believe! I've been elected part of the council who has the final vote, but it's so mind numbingly dull that I leave.
How to defeat Jiren? That beast will kill me with one punch! Then I remember he's not allowed to kill me, so I figure I might as well at least try to fight him, I might get lucky. I go find Jiren and we scrap. I put up a pretty good fight, but I clearly have no hope in hell of winning. As I'm fighting, some friends show up and tell my the bachelor party is starting, so I abandon this hopeless fight in favor watching strippers.
We walk to where the bachelor party is being held, and I'm a little concerned about my clothes, which are all torn up from my fight. We arrive at a building, go up a long set of stairs to a bar that seems familiar. There is a small blond stripper with a squeaky voice who hands me a large book someone wrote about her. Worst stripper ever.
Don't know where I got the money, but I buy a sweet ass boat, along with my own private island with a fantastic cottage on it. I cruise around in my huge ass boat for awhile, then head to my cottage. I talk to my brother for a bit, when through the window I see the boat floating away. I forgot to put down the anchor!!! I run, and it seems to take a ridiculous amount of time to get our of the cottage.
Wake up here, back to sleep...
In the dream, I have a weird feeling that I bought a boat. It makes no sense since I can't afford it, but I can't shake the feeling I bought a boat. I mention it to my friends, and they're like "yeah right". I recall I had two sets of keys for it, one in each pocket of my pants. I reach into my pockets and pull out two sets of boat keys, each with a green floater in case they get dropped into the water. So now I have keys for a boat, but where's the boat? I spend the rest of the dream looking for it unsuccessfully.