I had this dream over 12 hours ago so its not the best it could be. I just remember the really odd stuff. I remember my dad being really hyper and smiling and giving me a hug then as i pull away he smiles and says he is going to stab me and pretends to stab my back. He seemed so happy and he was smiling. Very hyper which is not normal at all for my dad. Then i remember me and my grandpa talking about my dad and my grandpa said it was a shame that he was on meth. I dont know a lot about meth but to me at the time it made perfect sence Then I remember spending the next two days in my room planing to escape and I did. I was walking into town (i live out of town) except my town seemed very primitive. I saw this girl that i talk to and she asked what i was doing and i told her running away and she said that i could stay at her house and i was going to until this guy that flirts with me and use to be friends with walked up to me and said i could stay at his house and i thought good i could go smoke some weed although i dont even smoke weed. And i cant remember the rest other than i was driving and didnt go to his houses and i went shopping????
October 19, 2015 I was a bit late in writing this one down so some of the details have escaped me; but I do know that I was walking around my home town, suuuupppeerrr tall. I was like the mountain spirit in Mononokehime, or a Titan. I felt more like the Spirit though. I was walking down the big hilly streets and enjoying the view from up high; I almost got lucid but didn't quite get there. October 20, 2015 I was rafting down a river with Zukin. We were having the bestest of times, just sitting there and enjoying the sunset. to get back, though, we had to get upriver, and it was a struggle but still the bestest. After that, she had a date with Ginger, and I was talking with my high school friend, K. At some point, a middle school friend, N, texted me, and came to join us. It turned out he was in a band now and doing pretty well for himself. K was also doing well for himself, having beaten a lot of the depression he's been dealing with for years. Then, A (a guy I casually saw for a month or two) texted and wanted to hang out. So I was there with these three guys, and Zukin found out and posted on my Facebook wall, "Way to go Kestrel! Stringing these boys along perfectly." And I was embarrassed. Zukin and Ginger got back, and we had a dance party; I was eating some cucumbers, but since Zukin and Ginger were making out their feet got in my cucumbers October 21, 2015 I was in a new school building; one of my coworkers was there, and she was put in this new classroom on the second floor. It was such a fucking beautiful classroom; all hardwood floors and beautiful dark wooden, tall walls. And like three rooms coming off the main room. In one of the rooms, there was this petting zoo / carnival ride. You could ride a llama, or a dog or a pig. But there was a rule; you can't wear a bra on the animals. So I had to take off my bra. And for some reason I ended up taking off my shirt as well. So I was sitting on this pig, shirtless. I got self conscious, especially since people were coming to pick me up any second now... but when I looked down, it turned out my shirt was still on, so I was all good. There was also this ride where you got on this big ball and rolled down a wire loop thing. I was going to this new aquarium with my brother; they had a merman on exhibit and we really wanted to go see him. We were about to enter with a large group, but something went terribly wrong, and since I was at the back of the group with my brother, all we could hear was some bangs and then someone shouting, "Run the FUUUUCK away!!!" This guy had been talking to us before, and he knew a lot about meraids, so we trusted his intuition and ran the fuck away. As we were leaving the building, going down this huge stairway at the entrance, there were lots of flashes and booms and shit. It was as if the merman had gone crazy and summoned a huge storm to destroy this whole fucking place. We got to the car and by the time we got home, we realized what had been so terrible. It wasn't the merman, but the climate; the sun was suddenly like 10x brighter, and the merman had sensed the change coming on and had been trying to warn people by attacking them to make them go back home lol. The sun was so bright it would burn you the moment your skin was exposed. Eventually, someone found a cure for the climate; an apple cider you had to drink to be fine in the new sun. October 22, 2015 I was in a castle with Zukin, and we were guests at some kind of wedding; but there was a dragon who was trying to stop the wedding from happening. And then it turned out the groom had been cheating on the bride with this voluptuous woman in purple. The dragon then went berserk, and Zukin, the ex-bride, and I all ran down to this river to escape. This scene happened like three times, but the third time, it ended differently; we ran down to the river and suddenly the ex-bride had these super powers and blew up the dragon, who turned out to have been the woman in purple all along. It was weird. October 23, 2015 I was sitting with Zukin in this huge tree, and pretty much just knew it was a dream from the get-go. We were reminiscing and pretty much just chilling. We met this guy who needed a lot of information, so we took him to this huge dream-database. We flew through stacks of conjoined truck-beds, which housed all the information. All I had to do was think about the information we needed, and a piece of paper just drew me to it. I pulled it out of its file and found that a woman had died, and found out she was pregnant with the child of the man who had been seeking our help. The man was so upset but so grateful for the information, and put the paper in his breast pocket. Some shit happened and it turned into an epic scifi battle with all my favorite characters from all my favorite shows. Zukin was by my side and the whole time, we wrecked shit up. After the battle, we all had a dance party. We were having a blast and then Zukin and I sorta sunk down through the floor and laid down to watch the feet swirling from below; the floor was completely clear, almost invisible so it was really surreal. I turned to Zukin and said, "This is pretty cool." And she agreed, telling me she had brought me to her dream now. I asked her what the rest of her dream had been like, but she couldn't really remember.
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid We finally got Freeview TV last night, we haven't had TV in this flat since last year ^_^ it had a pretty strong influence on my first couple dreams. Dream 1 - Hot Fuzz I watched my favourite comedy movie last night, 'Hot Fuzz'. Such a kickass film, the camera angles, foreshadowing, the way they bring back the lines they've said earlier in the film, everything about this movie is great . Anyways, I remember being a police officer in a room similar to the police office from the film. There were other officers around me too, I must be training them or something as they get more skilled by following me around. This kind of relates to the movie how Simon Pegg is really good at his job, in this case I seem to influencing the others into being better too. I think we were then in a large dining hall and I got some kind of formal training in martial arts...? Can barely remember this. Dream Fragments The dream following 'Hot Fuzz' where I was also a police officer but doing different things. I remember making porridge and putting some brown sugar into it at some point... Though this might not have been a dream Dream 2 - Sand pit There's some competition going on where everyone is split in to groups and have to dig a sand pit (I'm guessing it was on the beach). The day itself was gloomy and the sky was grey. Our sand pit seemed to have burrows underneath it, it was already about 1m deep. I think I did something like blew a big hole in the centre of the pit, exposing these burrows. They were lined with this reddish staining and it may have had a glistening effect to it too (possibly a kind of slime? I didn't touch it though). I jump down to the side by the sand pit and have to start filling it in again using a bucket I found. It seems like each group is only allowed one tool to use between them and we have a shovel and 2 buckets. The buckets were already in the pit so I wonder if it's okay, though I know I'm cheating by using them . Dream 3 - Superheroes Another hero dream? The area we're in is barren with dark dirt beneath us and cloudy skies above. Heroes are fighting villains all around me, and I myself and locked in battle with a villain wearing a pseudo-suit (it's red and covers the whole body, including the head and face). It seems like there is a bunch of these villains wearing fake-suits that give them super powers, someones evil scheme to fight the superheros. I slash into the fake suit and manage to cut it open, but inside was the man who was behind it all. The suit detaches and hovers beside him (it maintains its form as if it still had someone in it). The villain in front of me has a yellow suit on and a brutish looking evil face, I feel like I've seen him before as a well-known villain, but I don't think he actually exists. I'm no match for him, by stripping the red suit, he is now able to use his full power! I dash away and jump, I arch my blade/hand (I'm not sure if I had this before or not) through the air and slice the red suit in half, destroying it, as I make my escape. I spot Martian Manhunter nearby and jump onto him. "Fly away! Now!" I shout, he complies understanding the seriousness of the situation. The villain is on the ground behind us as we shoot into the sky. I'm glad that he can't fly, but I know that the only one who can save us it... Superman! Unfortunately he's locked in battle with Superwoman (who is apparently a villain in my dream). I get out this kryptonite cream and tell the Martian we need to finish Superwoman off and take down the main evil villain. We charge at them and I slam the burning kryptonite cream (which ignited) against the back of Superwoman. She honestly looked more like the hulk, just completely ripped and huge. I can't recall much of what happened next but I think we win? Superman and Superwoman have to go inside this room together with the principal or something and discuss something with him, while me and a few others have to wait outside in the hallway. I'm sitting in the way of one of the others and ask him if he wants me to move so he can pass into the hall, I move anyways and he says "nah that's oka-... oh, alright then".
Good things (tm) come from going to bed before midnight! Several prior nights of no recall, finally a nice dreaming session again! early: @ about 5 hrs + impressions only, but of many dreams : my dad?, buildings, flying?, conflict? Many people & places WBTB Fall asleep somewhere around 7 hrs In and out of waking and dreaming + LD#152 I'm playing racquetball, I see myself 3rd person from the back on the court. I'm thinking my opponents are impressed with the view of my butt: short short, well trimmed, etc. The view pans around to the left side of me still from the rear focusing on my butt, and I'm horrified to realize that my shorts are too short and my underwear is clearly visible poking out from beneath the shorts. I wonder how long this has been the case, every time I play?! Walking through a lobby outside the court, indoors, people are around, I feel totally awake, but remember that at any time I could be dreaming, so I reach up for a nose pinch and am somewhat astonished to realize that I'm dreaming! I see some girls across the room and briefly entertain the thought of moving towards them, (decide against it?) but I lose visuals. I'm still dreaming, in the void, but am not 100% sure I'm not awake in bed. I rub my hands and feel like I am doing this lying in bed on my side in the dark. I wait a bit for a scene to form and think about visualizing something, there's a discontinuity, then I wake up and do a nose pinch and I'm awake in bed, the hand-rub episode was still in the dream state! + I'm in my old (company "3") office building. I'm approaching my office and hear a meeting taking place in the office next to mine. I think about going in and telling them about the dream I just had but I think they're probably not interested. I enter my office and reach down and switch on the lamp on the desk. The lighting is still pretty low in the office but I remember I usually work like this. I turn towards the door and see that it's a bit more closed than it should be. (I put something on the desk?) + (semi) fun at the strip search Spoiler for explicit sexy time, do not read if you don't like that sort of thing: I'm walking by some area indoors, I'm with somebody but I notice off to the left a naked woman is standing (strip search / police area?). I decide suddenly to go there and check it out. I noticed up against a wall a woman is naked with legs spread wide in a split, there's a nice view. As I approach she takes a "doggy position" pose on hands and knees, with her (ahem) clearly visible and ready and pointing right at me. I begin slow intercourse, feeling for the sensation, knowing this is not a waking scenario, yet not fully lucid. I enter her several more times, watching the action, feeling for the sensation, and being a bit disappointed that it's not very intense. I then reach both hands up to her back and run them up and down her sides along her back, narrowing at her waist, and widening again at her hips, my hands go up and down several times, the feeling of her skin on the palms of my hands is very accurate and waking-like. There follows several different scenarios. The scenes alternated between plot, leaving and returning a couple times. Brief wakings occur a few times. + I wake up in a large room in a house. In another room in the house the family who lives there ("friends" of mine) are also waking up. I hear an alarm clock go off. Some of the females in the family are moving through the hallways. I'm just in my (briefs) underwear. I lean my head out into the hallway several times, keeping my body in the room so as not to be "exposed" as I exchange a few words [forgotten] with the ladies. I'm at a mall, there are a lot of people around. My perspective is as if I'm kneeling/sitting on the floor, I watch people (especially the girls) moving about me. I'm heading outside (I'm with my wife?). An attendant tells us the (hardware store?) entrace is to our left after we leave. I "remember" the location of this store, I know I can find it. We're walking outside and we come across a cat and a chair on the pavement. The cat has its hind legs on the ground and its front paws and head up above the seat of the chair, drinking water from a pool of water that gathered in the depression of the chair. I contemplate life and and suffering and reproduction and wonder why God would create beings with survival needs in circumstances where they can't satisfy those needs which results in suffering. The cat seems to be screaming? I'm back inside the family friends home. Everybody is moving around in the kitchen, a lot of people live there (many related families), they're busy getting ready for the day. I tell them about the cat I saw outside, and say in <foreign language> that it was screaming. The old man of the family answers (don't see him) "screaming, eh? That darn cat." I'm standing at a tall bar counter separating the kitchen from the room I'm in. Two of the females of the family come up to the bar, they present me with gifts: a medium-sized cup-o-noodles completely sealed in clear cellophane (I wonder if I should have got them gifts as a guest?), and a small medical plastic dosage cup with a small amount of brink pink thick liquid in it (like Pepto-Bismol). I ask them what that is. They answer in <foreign language>, but I can't understand them. They're speaking too quiet, and I can't make out the words. I ask them again, they repeat again, and I don't understand again. I'm embarrassed that I don't understand. I ask again for them to speak louder. They say in <foreign language> "shampoo." I say "Oh! Shampoo! Ok...." then they clarify that it is shampoo for dogs. There's some sort of paperwork stating this? Back at the mall (past the cat), my hands are full of shopping bags. I look down and one of the bags contains my gray sweat pants and nothing else. I juggle the bangs in my hands to I can carry them better. I head outside and walk to the right, back to the door from which I exited in the earlier scene. I'm a bit concerned about people following me. I'm walking fast. I feel my legs, I'm a bit surprised at the feeling of my legs, how fast I'm going, and how light I feel on my feet. + (semi) I'm walking outdoors on a walkway (some stairs going up?) and there's a group of college girls in front of me. Spoiler for sexy time encounter, a bit of dominance, don't read if that's not your cup o' tea: I notice the girl on the left is really hot, and has a nice bust. I reach over with my right hand to her right breast and hold it lightly. I (think? hear?) a complaint that she'll be late for class. I say out loud, "now if you think about it, you don't actually have any classes today! [because this is a dream?]. And I turn her and push her up against the wall. I think what to do: bewbz play, or make out? I decide I want her to strip a bit and say "show me your ***! Put your arms up over your head!" She does [things are vague a bit hazy, probably waking at this point], but she hangs down her forearms and hands blocking the view. I take a forearm in each hand and pin them to the wall up over her head , and I wake up.
*I was with a group of people at night in a parking lot when we noticed a huge spider everybody freaked out and started to scatter running from the spider. At this point the spider was agitated and started to chase me. *I was walking behind the building on the loading dock when I noticed a huge spider with more than 8 legs. There was a voice in my head that told me I had control over the spider and it was no reason to be afraid. But I did not listen to this voice and turned around out of fear and began to run. *I was at my old apartment complex when I notice Roberto and his girlfriend in my dad's room fighting. I walked into the room and realize they were fighting because Amberly was with another guy who she was flirting with. Roberto was actually very upset in this situation. My dad was also in the room with us somehow involved in the situation. *The scene started with an a natural for setting. Then Karmapa along with an entourage of monks proceeded to walk into auditorium and then seated. My dad was also in attendance as the Karmapa began to teach. My dad started to speak to me in the middle of the Karmapa speech then I told my dad that is disrespectful you have to remain quiet. After the lecture Lama Surya das walked up to me and greeted me very compassionately. I thought how does he know me it feels like he knows me. *Me and my girlfriend took one gram of mushrooms hanging out somewhere which seem to be like a hotel. We did not fill the mushrooms after a while and then I commented that I will go get more. I went to the car and open the bag where the mushrooms were supposed to be, but then realized that the mushrooms were actually asparagus. Realizing that we were sold bogus mushrooms, I got very angry and freaked out. Roberto showed up and I blame him for everything because he was the one who introduced me to the dealer. I told him bro you owe me money you owe me $40.
I' in a giant, maze-like house with a host of people of various ages, ranging from maybe four to thirty. We're in the garden, with is a strong slope, with a pool on multiple levels, with water bridges and waterfalls connecting all the levels. It's a pool party, despite the overcast, gray and white sky. I'm in one of the most upper level of the pool, il a frilly, light gray bathing suit. Close to me is a buch of teenagers bullying a twenty-something, too nice to tell them to fuck off. They are ganging up on him, trying to pull him underwater. He's strugling against them but he seem to affraid to hurt them to really push them away and it looks like the bullies are going to manage tu hurt him. I grab the one closer to me and roughly pull him underwater, pushing on his head until I feel him hit the bottom of the pool. I swim to the other and scratch and slap my way to the older man, pulling him away. I'm suddently out of the pool, shivering because my bathing suit is still wet, and trying to convince a four years old girl to sit at a table with other kids to eat the party cake. She's sturbborn and pouty, the owner of the house, a old, artificial blonde woman is fussing over her and throwing me dirty looks while being useless. I ask the kid who is here favorite princess, and the tells me that's Elsa, and I manage to have her smile. The owner start complaining that now the little girl is going to sing the damn song, and she tottaly does but she also get up on the chair and settle down to eat her cake. I hate bullies with a burning, downright sadistic passion.
I've gotten really lax about making regular dream journal entries. I know they're really important for lucid dreaming... even if all of my dreams aren't lucid. I honestly don't remember much about what I dreamed about last night, possibly because I woke up because my neck hurt. No lucid last night, though. I don't remember a lot. I remember a color theme of dark blue and blue-black. My lack of memory isn't surprising, since those colors might mean that I spent time in a dim dream without much detail. Something about an outfit or costume someone gave me. Something about putting on black striped leggings/tights. The original pair got shrunk in the dryer, but in the dream they fit again. There may have been horses. I'll think about it throughout the day, and maybe fragments of it will come back to me.
Updated 10-24-2015 at 05:59 PM by 32101
So in that nap i took.. it was about an appartment i lived with my bro i guesss... when suddenly we opened the entry door and crawled out like kids and saw ppl gettin out we crawl back in and someone pushed opened the door said u have to leave cuz there is some bee's or fly's virus that they are coming lol.. so we got out then we got in and analyzed it etc, and they call police or something to help us with some tools to fix the hydraulics or whatever, so a person who lived with us almost got shot by sniper for enterin the appartment, and they wanted to destroy it.. so eh rushed inside it with his 1 automatic gun (i was the camera lol) and started hacking his appartment papers that he is owner and shooting lol... well thats it ;D
Morning of October 24, 2015. Saturday. I am seemingly about sixteen years old again and back in Florida in my backyard in Cubitis. My mother (July 14, 1916-October 2, 2002) is in our house, in our living room. I am looking east at a rather narrow diagonal trail of black smoke that otherwise resembles the pattern of a contrail (though is touching the ground). Additionally, there is a thicker column of smoke rising up near a farmhouse, though the farmhouse itself appears to be mostly undamaged. About three times, I try to get my mother’s attention as she is sitting near the open windows in the south area of the living room. I want her to understand that a missile came down in the distance. I drawl the word rather loudly, pronouncing it MISS-sigh-ul. Still, I am not sure of the circumstances as I do not recall seeing it hit, though I do expect another one soon, yet this does not occur at any point. I do not feel threatened or in danger; I just want to inform people of what is going on. I wait for signs of explosions in the distance. Instead, a young male figure in black who is wearing a top hat walks from the area and eventually becomes more visible and discernible as he approaches our backyard. He is reminiscent of a young David Cassidy (but with the essence of a “dark magician”). He has a slightly menacing appearance. A narrow perfectly vertical tall column of black smoke rises from his top hat as he approaches (possibly a play on chimney pot hat or stove pipe hat). Soon, the situation changes. I am in a mostly empty room (seemingly partly modeled after my father’s original room in Cubitis - but this is only a subtle impression) where there are two annoying male human heads attached to a long mostly horizontal stream of dark gray smoke. They seem aggressive and dominating. The faces are approaching me but I easily knock them back mentally (and with a hand motion) and “flatten” them. At one point, each is like a long series of two-dimensional cutouts of faces (somewhat caterpillar-like) that are thrown back onto the wall by my will, each expressing a slightly different visage of worried surprise. Later, my dream becomes even more surreal. There are some sort of possibly alien beings (though they look human) attempting to control everyone in a town. However, I am able to mentally cause these threatening beings to hallucinate and perceive things in ways that cause them to fail in their intended conquest (including scampering chipmunks and menacing low-flying kites). This happens twice (possibly one is a dream “reset”). They do become aware of what I am doing but act as if they are curious about my ability rather than annoyed or angered. They leave with no success of even one attempt to conquer even one person. Finally, a “bad” or demon-like male (though mostly of normal human appearance) is easily thrown out of an underground chamber by a slight focus of my will and “replaced” by a (unknown) dark-haired young girl with leather “letter X” patterns in her apparel (over chest, legs, and arms, somewhat shoelace-like). She is followed through the doorway to my right by small iridescent butterflies, some sort of abstract “creatures” crawling on the wall (which look like paired human fingers moving along somewhat beetle-like) and other small, bizarre, and surreal but living forms. I am aware of other benevolent entities coming to “take control” of all apparently negative realms, which then creates a youthful and pleasant energy everywhere. (More and more, I notice how dreams seem to color a person’s mood and level of energy.)
Updated 08-25-2017 at 07:35 PM by 1390
Had long dream where I was trying to kill a child...my motivation was fear... The was a child smiling I though out of devilment initally. I was trying to kill them by bludgeoning them with a chair. I was careful to cover the area with plastic bags to avoid blood going everywhere . the child continued to smile. i killed them. afterwards i realised they were smiling because they loved me and didnt mind how much pain i caused them. i resurected a child...they were not quite the same but i tryed. [cooment i believe i have been hurting myself with my own negative thoughts and lack of self love. but my subconscious still loves me. i will try to be more aware of my emotions.
I was at home when I got visit from friend whom I know from elementary school. We had spoken about something. I was glad he was visiting me, it is quite long we have seen each other. Then he asked me to visit him at his home and I felt that I should go. So we went there. The surrounding, the nature was very nice, clean... with clean fancy colours. I was able to see cleanly every branch, every leaf on trees... every leaf of grass. Very sharply. The road got worse and worse. Its edges were crumbling... I traveled in the center of the road, going around patches of holes in it with skill. The road started to be excavated on the edges and the holes started to be deeper. The excavated edges were meters deep. I saw every stone there... every grain of sand, everything clean and sparkling. And the drivable road got narrower and narrower. I saw as the edges were crumbling and falling off when I drove too close to them but there was no possibility to make it different. There was no more possibility to take another road. There was no possibility to go back- the road was crumbling down slowly behind me. I managed to get to the house of my friend. He was waiting there for me. I went up the slope following him to his house. I saw other close friend of mine. She was standing there on the path side and me when she saw me, she turned her back to me as if she didn't see me... to ignore me. I smiled sadly... And went around her and away wordlessly. She was looking at my back as I was going further away... It looked like she couldn't go away from that place. She was forced somehow to go after us. She looked at us, while I was speaking with other friend... and I was using words with two meanings, whole double meaning sentences... she understood what I was trying to say to her even if she tried to ignore me. We were alone at the end, she and I. She didn't try to ignore me anymore. I didn't speak anymore. There was no need. There was understanding between us, flow of thoughts, feelings and memories. Two distinct us with shared awareness. remarks - it was very vivid dream. Everything was pictured very sharply in it. - roads were crumbling, only tight way remained before me- I wonder... - that mind sharing was very spiritual, it is long time here since I felt something like this.
It was a short lucid event...as mine tend to be...but encouraging nevertheless (and anticipated). Yesterday, for the first time during the day, I managed to jerk out of my daytime “dream” on about 10 occasions (the “dream” that isn't “awareness”) I usually get so caught up in daytime living that I only manage a few. I only practiced the awareness for a few minutes each time...looking around, thinking “this is a dream,” noting body sensations (particularly the feet) but the real breakthrough was the fact that the “trigger” occurred much more frequently. Maybe reading about the brain is helping...”use it or lose it” as the book says and I'm much more aware how neurons, axons and dendrites work and how critical it is to stimulate the brain by repetition. I think I really pushed my brain sections when I first learned the dream routines. I remember how tired I often felt, how sometimes I awoke feeling really ill and (what I called) the “flashing” in my eyes. I now know that neurons were being frantically sequestered from other tasks to cope with my new demands. The basics are now firmly implanted so hopefully, when health problems etc are resolved I'll be even more back on track. I was dreaming about a town and I had somehow entered a place where I sensed I shouldn't be and I was poking about in some equipment and I broke a piece off. I retreated apparently still clutching a bar of metal and decided to return to the (hall?) and replace it but I couldn't find the place again. That's a major DS for me and might have started the LD process. The dream was more vivid than usual and I remember tossing the metal into a nearby bush then thinking “I'm dreaming!” By now, I can keep the excitement at a reasonable level and I resolved to look around and not dash off (another first really). Then I thought “RC” (good) and decided to levitate. I had resolved to try 2 or 3 RC's and maybe suddenly change the order (further validating the lucidity) but I'm happy that I full-filled most of my training. I rose cautiously but started to go out of control a bit so I abandoned that and focussed on a nearby pub. It was beautifully clad in small bright green tiles and all there was a small war memorial alongside it. Then I felt the dream ending. Damn! I have same old 2 problems...the shortness of my LD's and the fact that they are generally at the top of the night (usually after at least 7 hours sleep + a WBTB). I assumed it was lack of melatonin but I now have 1.9mg tablets which I've occasionally taken at various times throughout the night with no effect so far. I'm going to try 2 tabs one night (although the Spanish chemist was apparently shocked when asked for 4mg tabs and, knowing how even Spanish painkillers are at higher strengths than allowed in the UK, I'm understandably cautious) Hopefully, the “awareness” trigger is here to stay and I can further extend the periods of awareness. So...a good result for me and maybe a sign of more to come P.S. I had a “romantic” dream 2 nights ago...not sex...but hey! that's over-rated (I can afford to say that at my age) But, I'd rather have a romance with a good plot than a quick “wham bam thank you DC” but can I have it lucid next time?
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid Dream 1: Tiny captives A girl (my gf?) and I are tiny creatures held captive by a regular sized person I believe. We think he's a real asshole. He keeps us in what looks like a sort of small fridge. We meet another small creature there. We plan our escape. The girl and I go first. I cup my hands and am holding an orange gooyie liquid. Part of our escape. The guy that's keeping us captive (not sure but I think a white guy with a stubble beard and black nerdy plastic glasses) looks at me. I stay still for a moment. He ignores me. Ok on to the next room. We can't manage to continue there. I have to accomplish something on a macbook, but I'm fighting to correctly size the window. In the mean time the guy notices our escape. We have written a letter or something alike on the macbook, which needs to be finished. Remotely, the guy deletes a portion of the 2 page document. I delete a portion of him, hampering his attempt to catch us. Why do we always have bad luck. I open my black backpack. It's filled with a clear block of ice. Not a neatly cut one, but more natural. There are also 2 or 3 pairs of shoes in there. Ours and the basterd. Lets keep those and sell them. Or give them to a homeless person and make a picture. Dream 2: Taekwondo I have taught a girl some taekwondo moves. I specifically recall teaching her about backside and frontside kicks. At the end, she has a match. She doesn't implement my techniques perfectly, but it's not bad. Not black belt material though. Her moves have in actuality not that much to do with taekwondo Dream 3: Dreadful dreads I'm with a guy who is having a look at my dreads. He tells me that the person who does my dreads has messed them up real bad. It looks horrible. He tells me I should be selective in who I allow to do my dreads. I tell him I looked for the best back in Indonesia and that my friend recommended that person. He retouches a few dreads at the front, to show me what he can do. Ideally he'd cut them off and start over. He tells me to let him know if I wanna continue with him. We're on the bus. He walks to the front to exit. It's only now that I really have a look at him. A dark skinned guy (reminds me of Alfredo from the serie Elementary) with dreads that are very long, but he's got them in a bundle with a hairtie. My girlfriend is next to me. I tell her I should go to a lot of different guys to ask them to demonstrate their skills. In the end: free dreads! Fragment » I'm at a trainstation with my girlfriend. Not sure where we're going. The system is unlike any I've ever seen. I have to make sure we take the right train. Normally I don't analyse my dreams that much, but the dreads and the train seem connected to me. As in having to make a choice about what to do with them. I've been doubting about what to do with them for a while now. » The setting looks a bit Indonesian. It's daytime and I'm not taking part, I'm just witnessing this as if I'm watching tv. A brown skinned, muscular young guy surprises a bit of an older woman by giving her a hug from behind. This is his preschool and he's come by for a visit, or he ended up here by accident. Dream 4: Contacts I'm going through my phone, through my contact list. I'm surprised to see that I have the number of a girl I met in Indonesia, who I didn't talk to that much. I look at her (Whatsapp?) picture. She is wearing skates. It feels like the picture expands 1 or 2 times or changes a bit to give me more info. There's a low wall next to her, with a rail. She grinded the rail and just landed. That's why she is in this weird position so low to the ground. A girl who I don't recognise makes fun of me for looking at the picture. I continue. There's the name of a girl I went out with once. Holy shit she looks amazing. She has a thin black.. Shirt, top? Upperbody covering fabric, let's keep it at that. She's sitting on I think a barstool, holding her hands above her head. It causes her boobs to have a weird shape, cause she is not wearing a bra. But holy shit are they big!
Was trying to OBE/AP suddenly i wake up in other bed (like a soldier lol) where everyone has to get up and go for their duties... i wake up slowly... look abit around and go somewhere... i was like what the H is this drean? couldnt see everything nicely but i was on a Boat or something.. then i went around to see whats up and found nothing interesting, looked for any female and woke up.. tried to LD then, i had another LD but i forgot it totally.. then i had some vivid weird dreams .
Another lucid last night. Went in and out of full and semi lucidity, but maintained a thread of awareness throughout. I became lucid while looking in a mirror in a hallway. That is a common thing for me. Mirrors always induce lucidity. They're one of the absolutely fool-proof things for me. The mirror turned out to be in the hallway of one of my home bases, so I started off with the advantage that I was already at least partially anchored. I don't really remember, I think the mirror was near the door to the outside, because I believe that's the door that I opened later on. I should have paid more attention. Anyway, I immediately tested my suspicion that I was dreaming by attempting to push my arm through the surface of the mirror. There was slight resistance on the surface, and then my arm sank in. The mirror looked like quicksilver as I pushed my arm through it. Satisfied with the knowledge that I was dreaming, I spent a while playing with my appearance and examining myself in the mirror. I eventually managed to turn myself into more of a caricature of myself than my actual appearance, which I found very entertaining. While I was playing around with my eyes - moving them around, changing the size and shape, etc - I could hear my brother's voice narrating in the background that he at least liked this current character design better than the last (implying that he really didn't like either). I waved it off and kept playing around. I was really satisfied by my handiwork because I had trouble with this before. I then spent a little bit more time dressing myself up as a sort of elven-looking sorcerer. Just as fun as cosplay, and several hundred dollars cheaper! After spending some time tweaking my heroic cloak/cape thing (I settled on something asymmetrical and held up on one side by a nice brooch that I own in real life), I decided to meet up with some friends at a tavern. I opened the door to go outside, and The Blackness happened. Some people call it The Void. Instead of the outdoors or the tavern that I wanted, everything beyond the door was pitch black. I stepped through the door into The Blackness, hoping it would dissipate. Instead, it enveloped me, and everything went dark. I tried vividly imagining my hands and moving them around in front of me. I briefly saw them appear before they faded back into the darkness. Waving them around some more didn't make them reappear. I decided to try something I have never tried before. Instead of trying to make it go away, I would condense The Darkness into a form where it could no longer impede me. I held out my hands and tried drawing it into a form in my hands. It didn't work, possibly because I was unable to see my hands. I then put my hands behind my back and focused on trying to summon it that way. I felt fur and a small warm body. The Darkness disappeared as it was channeled into the form of a cat. I brought the cat around to the front. It was skinny, with soft shiny black fur and gold eyes. I petted it and set it on the ground, and it ran off. Now I could see, through the open door, not blackness but the brightly lit inside of the tavern. It had polished wooden floors and brightly burning candles and torches. I rushed to the booth everybody was sitting in and scooted in. The booths were tall, made of dark stained wood, and seats were made of leather. While we were waiting for our server, I lost the thread of lucidity and the dream faded. I don't really remember the rest of what I dreamed about that night. ____ I'm pleased that I finally solved a long-standing problem and completed a successful completely-controlled scene change. I've felt so stupid about struggling with these basic things after even several years and the ability to WILD with regular success. I'm looking forward to honing my skills further, as this has been a serious road-block for me. One thing I can say is that my ability to maintain dream stability and my thread of awareness has gotten SIGNIFICANTLY better.
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