I'm choosing some flowers to bring home, but every time I collect one from the grass, it withers in a second. I think I'm really bad, as I should take care of life, instead of ruin the grass, so I come back and put again the flowers in their place. Amazingly the flowers stick again to the grass and they seem happy to be back. But then a pitbull comes and eats them. I try to chase him, but he starts to chase me. So my dog comes and as she is fighting to keep the pitbull away from me, she communicates mind to mind with me and asks me to go and buy a 'blank pistol'. I go and in the meanwhile I also buy just one shoe with iron heel. When I get back to the fight my dog already won, so I put her the leash and we go home.
Yesterday afternoon, I watched the movie "Waking Life". The main character uses his watch to tell if he's dreaming, so I thought I could try and do the same. I always wear an analog watch and I spent the afternoon checking it for any clue that I was dreaming. Unlike all the other reality checks I've done, this one tranferred into my dreams on the same night. Only it was weird because all of the analog clocks I checked in the dream behaved normally, so I didn't become lucid. I'll put a lot of emphasis on the timing, since it was impressingly accurate. Well, here goes the dream. I was in my Genetics class, last period before lunch, and it was almost time to finish. I glanced at my watch to see it was 1.55 pm. Now, since I live a while away from my University, I need to get the underground and then the train to get home, and because I only have a train every hour, I go out of the class a few minutes before 2 o'clock. It was 2 pm when the class finished. I knew I had to run if I wanted to make it to the train, so I hurried. Once on the underground, I got off a couple of stops before mine, assuming I had time to go to a swimming pool there was very near. I don't know why. When I got into the pool, I checked another clock, another analog one that was hanging on a wall, and found it was 2.15 pm (the train is due at 2.18). Freaking out, I looked for another clock, and in this second one it was 2.10. I assumed the former was wrong, calmed myself down and told myself I still had time (it would've been impossible to make it to the train either way, but we all know how dreams work). I also thought if I was to lose the train, I would spend an hour in the pool waiting for the next one. I came out of the pool soon afterwards and the dream finished. I woke up at about 5.30 am. I've got used to waking at this time, whether or not I have to go to class. I wrote down my dream (so, it wasn't a false awakening) and then went back to sleep telling myself "next time I'm dreaming, I'm going to realise I am dreaming". Next thing I know, I'm startled by my sister's alarm clock. We share a room, I'm a light sleeper but it takes her forever to wake up, so when her alarm goes off, I'm always startled. After waking, I lied back and tried to remember the last dream. I only have a vague memory of being spinning around in an attempt to stabilise the dream, as if I had been lucid. But nothing else. I only have one question: do analog clocks behave normally in dreams and so RCs can only be done with digital ones?
4/14/2014 9:12 AM Over the past few days I’ve been having a number of lucid dreams. Friday: I went to bed at around 4 PM. I started having a normal dream, but after a while I realized that I was dreaming and decided that I wanted to wake of. I sat up in my bed and did a nose reality check which passed. I thought “I’m dreaming! I can do anything I want to now.” I felt dizzy and woke up immediately after. Saturday: I fell asleep at 11:00 PM. I had a bunch of LD fragments that night. In the first, “I woke up” and thought, “If I were dreaming, I could float right now.” I floated, but, being the fail I am turned upside down while floating! Lol. I then woke up or went into my next dream (I don’t really remember the transition for any of these.) In the second, I floated again. I went up a little high, fell fast, but at the very end I fell slowly. In my third dream, I was typing something into my computer (a google search to be exact) but the letters kept getting mixed up. That’s how I knew I was dreaming, and woke up right after. Note that for all three of these I was in my bedroom at night and I felt dizzy. I also have a memory of opening my closet and trying to get to a beach, but I’m not sure which fragment it was from. Sunday: I went to bed a little past midnight. I started dreaming in my kitchen. My mother had woken me up to do something, and a man we knew was sitting in the kitchen, along with my dad. I looked at the clock on our stove and noticed that the time said 2:12 AM. I thought “Wow, I had no idea I woke up so early.” I glanced at the cable box for our kitchen T.V and saw that the time was different. I thought this was odd, so I looked back at the stove and sure enough, the time was messed up. I felt myself getting dizzy again, and knowing that this meant I would wake up I stopped moving and let the feeling pass. (I read guides on dream stabilization; which helped a lot. I then went to my back door (in the kitchen) and thought “I want a beach”. A beach popped up when I opened it. The water wasn’t clear, so I commanded it to be clear. It then turned into this gorgeous see-through tropical water (it reverted to unclear shortly after). I could feel the sun on me. I saw that some of my friends were there, but I wanted to be alone on the beach. My best friend then called out that she was drowning, so I thought “anyone who is drowning will be pushed to shore by the next wave.” I’m pretty sure it worked, but after that I lost lucidity.
Morning of April 14, 2014. Monday. This was a very nice and peaceful dream and it lasted longer on average than other dreams of this type, though not as nice and relaxing as my recent tidal wave dreams that seemed like healing sessions as well as this dream did (mostly as water is autosymbolism for REM sleep and the absence of emotion and the release of physical tension). It is very vivid and my dream self is rendered as corporeal, enjoying all the nice giant snakes swimming around in the ocean. There are at least six or seven of them. They move their bodies about in complex patterns, rolling in the water, seemingly enjoying themselves. The head of the black and red one, which is about as big as a car, comes very close to my face and then turns and goes about its business. I am mostly, at least at the beginning, on a European powerboat. I am not sure if it is around dawn or dusk at first. It may be dusk, as I did listen to the Charlie Pride song, “The Snakes Crawl at Night” probably too many times as a child. “When the sun goes down, then the snakes will pla-ay…” though he was not actually talking about snakes in the song at all, but when you are that young, you do not understand a lot of things. I like these giant snakes, especially the black and red and purple ones. They are fun to play with and ride around on and are more assertive and confident over normal-sized ones (an association with the movie “Dinosaurus” seen several times as a child, though it was a brontosaurus that the boy rode, not a giant snake), which sometimes just slither off or hide. I am reminded of Cecil, from “Beany and Cecil”, which I used to watch on my older sister Marilyn’s television as a child. Eventually, there are less and less giant snakes and I assume they are swimming off into the sunset, which is quite beautiful. Obviously, not all snake dreams are healing dreams, but the fact that I was lucid in this case utilizes that understanding, as my conscious self identity is inherently extant to a viable degree in such dreams. For me, snakes and snakelike creatures have often been autosymbolism for stomach cramps due to the similarity of the shape and coiling as with the human intestine. However, they are often in more realistic scenarios as simply the waking alert factor of RAS modulation that even monkeys probably dream of as such (and I doubt monkeys ever dream of snakes as healing factors or as representing other monkeys).
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22:40 initial bedtime, churning stomach (ate too much too close to bedtime) 23:00 ? took 1mg melatonin 00:00 Monday 2014-04-014 06:42 + lots and lots of sharks and shark attacks, and action on boats On a boat with crew, (hunting sharks? Not actively...), some guy comes on criticizing us for hunting sharks, I say to him would you love the sharks if they were biting your baby? I see a scene of a baby sort of bouncing in an out of a shark's jaws. + On the river with boats + jogging on the deck of a cruise ship + see sharks just below the surface in the rough (shaped) water. + clever sharks: they only leave bite marks (I see various bite marks on parts of the ship) then disappear. Weak memory probably earlier awakening. 08:01 + playing volleyball in a room with kids but we're using a bathrobe instead of a ball, it keeps getting hung up on the net, it's hard to push over the net. I see my opponent's arms (a girl?) come over the net to my side and I call foul. A bunch of kids come to my side to help, they're lined up in row. + walking through a mall, we walk by an open store that used to be something else I think. We arrive at the TV place, my wife is singing to get someone's attention, she goes up to a worker and grabs her arm and shakes her to get her to serve us (she's already serving someone else), I'm really embarrassed by this The woman does not want to deal with my wife, she says we should have read the information she sent us ahead of time before coming in. The TV woman says when we switch to digital they will remove the pixelated duplicated channels (to be replaced by the true digital versions). + looking outside a window, I think I'm being observed from people behind windows across the street, I can't see anybody at first but then I see people behind the windows holding up mobile phones and tablets pointing them at me. I'm crouching down behind some girders trying to avoid being seen. + in a room with students writing tests, one guy is writing with his pencil in his mouth I think that means he's disabled, but I see his hands work. I get a pencil and paper, I drop my pencil, I'm looking over a counter at a girl I think I dropped my pencil on her side but she says "there it is," and I look on the ground and see my pencil near my feet.
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #200: Runway I’m walking out through the exit of an airport when I realize that I’ve left my cell phone inside, possibly on the plane. I want to turn back to get it but I’m feeling disoriented and can’t find my way back inside. Now I’m walking along the runway as planes taxi back and forth around me. I know that this is a bad idea but I can’t figure out what else I’m supposed to do and I wonder why they make airports so confusing. A plane rolls by on my right, uncomfortably close, and as I cringe away from it, I realize that this is all a dream. Calmer now, I walk along the runway toward an odd series of doors set into a metal frame. The frame’s set up right next to a long patch of grass and seems to lead nowhere, but when I walk through one of the doors, now I’m standing in the lobby of an ornate hotel. There’s a fancy, circular bench covered in some sort of red pillowtop. I walk around it to the foot of a grand staircase. For some reason I decide not to go up and I walk down a hallway around the side of the stairway. I realize that a group of people including my cousin SU is following close behind me. I don’t turn to address them but instead continue on slowly and deliberately, enjoying the vivid, stable feel of the dream. I come to a large glass window and I move toward it to phase. As I approach, I vividly see the reflections of SU and the 2-3 others behind me. I take the phase slowly, marvelling at the detail of not only the reflections behind me but the sensations of the phase itself. The glass feels like a cool, insubstantial liquid as I pass through it. I make my way into a busy, two-floor restaurant. It’s a fancy place and I stop to study it. I notice that the waitstaff is all women in their late 20s or early 30s wearing a long brown ponytail. I remember some snatch of an earlier Task of the Month that I think has something to do with wearing green. As I recall this, all of the waitresses turn to look at me for a moment, all of them now dressed in green pants and a white dress shirt. I notice no transition to the green pants. It’s just as if this is what they’ve been wearing the entire time. I know that I’m not remembering anything relevant about any task, so I let it go and the waitresses turn their attention back to the other DCs in the restaurant. I walk up the carpeted stairway to another row of tables full of nicely dressed DCs enjoying dinner. It doesn’t look like there’s a free table in the whole place. I walk along for a bit, wanting to explore further, but the dream ends.
Ok. so im behind my old elementary school in the parking lot, and im a dinosaur running with a herd. in front of me is a t-Rex, i i fly up cuz im a flying dinosaur, and as im passing the t-Rex i just miss it's jaws. i fly past it to a park, and over some trees. over the trees are a bunch of super high stacked cargo container boxes, i turn back into a human and land on them. i start jumping down from the top of them and as i make my way down i see a bunch of exotic fruits in a box, i take out out and alarms ring. so i keep jumping down, the last jump to the bottom is really far down but i do it anyways, knowing that im gunna die from this jump. right before i hit the bottom and before i feel all the pain i wake up. now i have a fear of jumping off high hights.
This was a piece of a longer dream I had last night that I don't remember all of. Enjoy! I dream that me, my Dad and my brothers have joined a young couple for dinner in their beautiful and expensive house. We've just come from a weapon dealership somewhere and we're planning a nice feast with this family. The woman of the couple is newly pregnant, so her stomach hasn't expanded, but the baby is a coming. My family is waiting in the living room patiently as the couple cooks dinner for us. I'm on my phone browsing around on Twitter when I come across some pictures. The pictures are pictures someone who was kidnapped took of the inside of, a house and put online. I looked at them and didn't think much of them, that was until I looked up to where my Dad sat. It was two logs sitting on the brick setting in front of a fire place. The same thing was in the picture. It must've been a coincidence. I looked at the second picture, a wooden ladder with some oddly shaped scratches in it. I turn and look at the wooden ladder behind me to see that exact thing. THESE PEOPLE ARE KIDNAPPING MURDERERS! I look back at my Dad, who asks me what's wrong. I tell him nothing, and I journey into the kitchen. The two are still making dinner, and I ask to look around the house kindly. The woman approves, so I begin to look a round. I check the entire basement and I search for the one thing I'll need: a gun. There isn't any downstairs, so I go back up and go to the second floor of the house(the first floor is only two rooms for some reason). Upstairs is the bathroom, guest room, and the baby's future room. I immediately rule out the baby's room and the bathroom, and I look around the guest room. I spend a good five minutes searching desperately through the guest room, which is completely trashed with things for the baby. Among the trash are airsoft guns. Wow, big fucking help. I leave the guest room when my brother calls me out. I inform him of the danger we're in and we start searching some more. We go into the bedroom and begin looking around. My older brother jumps on the bed and lies down. I get pissed with him because we're so close to death, and we need to find a damn gun! I know these people have one! That's the moment when it hits me: the gun must be under the bed! I inform my brother and I pull out my phone to use as a light. I tell him to keep watch for anyone coming, and I get down onto my stomach. Just as I do so, we get called to dinner, and the woman comes walking by. I stand up and she gestured us to go to the kitchen. Well fuck! I don't know to do, because of I go for the gun now I'll be screwed. And just as things begin to unravel I awake. Damn! It was getting so good too!
this dream was interesting i guesss i was like in a pool and i took off all my clothes. then hayley took off all her clothes and we had sexs. i think we were the last people in the entire world in the dream. but later in the dream i found out she had a husband and was really upset then there was this other werid part where i was in some kinda creepy game that took place indisde my grandmas house partly but most of it was on this like skateboard roaller coaster ride. it ws weird u had to shoot laser beeams to knock these thigns down anyway later i was aat a park with a bunch of guys who were smoking weed. i decided to fade in on a few rounds and i tried to make casual conversation with the locals but was kinda having trouble talking. then at the end i was giving the supplier 7 bucks for fade but i dropped on dollar and this kid ran away with it so i chased him and threw him down stairs and kicked him like 4 times. then he caleld te cops so i ran back to his moms house who was black and had a huge house. we were sitting in the car to gether and i went in her bak yard and she had a crazy view of the ocean. this one window made it look like the waves were going to hit you but then they dropped off
I've had a dryspell of over two weeks, but now I'm back ! This dream was pretty short because my cat woke me up Lucidity: 8/10 Vivacity: 8/10 Control: 8/10 I'm in a modern luxury hotel room, on my laptop. I've got an awesome view on a rich, almost futuristic city with high buildings and an ocean on the left. Apart from the floor and the furniture, the hotel structure sort of reminds me of a friend's apartment. I'm watching a friend of mine's video on youtube; it's a weird magic video. Accidentally, I copy the video on an editing program and freak out for no reason at all. I become lucid. There's no need for any reality check: I know for sure that I'm dreaming. I brows the program's options and find a cool-looking key: "wooden". I click on that and enter the screen... I land somewhere in the city in which my hotel was at. I see branches coming out out the ground and buildings, green stems and leaves progressively growing on them. Eventually, full trunks grow too, until the place resembles a city that would have been deserted for hundreds of years. People in front of me back up slowly, looking at me with awed stares, as if I was the Devil just coming down to kill them all. Well, they're not exactly wrong... Up on the rooftops at my right, a friend of mine stares at me. I feel like he is the hero whose duty is to stop me. Nah f*ck that. I walk a bit in the streets, with a masked guy who followed me. Eventually we arrive to a sort of "bridge"; the beach is close to my left, in front of me is a ~5 meter drop onto a calm road. The masked guy asks me how big I want to become, and I scream "I want to be expandable !" (wut?). I've already grown about half my size, but I want more. I walk up to the fence that is supposed to prevent me from falling onto the road, cross it, and adopt a suicidal pose: my feet half way in the air, holding myself onto the rail behind me. I focus on the buildings in front of me, with the masked guy watching me. I slowly take a few steps in the air, but I'm not falling: my body extended to the ground. I walk around a little bit, I can hear my feet pounding on the floor. The masked guy followed me. He grew too, but not as much as me. I hear weird, loud noises coming from everywhere, until I wake up and realize my cat was scratching on my door
Start out with the knowledge that I have to go to history (AP US Government with the most terrible teacher). I go out into the non-existent recess period after lunch and my shit it just sitting in the corner outside the fence. I spent about 45 minutes to go get my stuff and get back to class. The desks were all moved around, the lighting was set for after-hours and my friends had the most retarded haircuts on. I sit down to realise that I never did any of my work and would promptly be slammed for it. -End of Transmission-
I'm in my old room, my sister is trying to come in, but I locked myself in, to stay in peace. I'm writing in my old journal, something like ''I want to run away''. Then I stop writing as some ladybugs come in from the window. After few seconds my bed is totally red. I think it is a signal for me to go and I prepare. The radio is on and I'm listening some news. They say there is an invasion of ladybugs, and everyone feels compelled to leave. I think I'm not going to do what everyone is doing, so I decide to stay, but the ladybugs get angry at me and start to jump on me. I like ladybugs, but after a while I look at whatever insect I start to feel first repulsion, then panic. In fact I start to panic and I try driving them away with my hands. I'm not able and and when I look at my mirror, I don't see any insect on me, just my face and my body covered in blood and a paper knife in my hand. I wear just a short white t-shirt, but it is totally tore up and stained of blood. I'm scared my parents can see me like that and so i change my mind and decide to leave like everybody else. I look at the mirror again and I wear that white shirt, but cleaned, not anymore stained of blood. I feel relieved, but then mirror shows me someone is looking at me from the windowsill and I wake up frightened.
I planned to use my I-Phone for dictating - battery empty - and instead of using pen and paper - I thought, I'd remember it for later. Most of it gone. Almost got lucid when I thought about how I was in the same, quite unique position before, to have to do my school end-exams once more for some reason. I have been doing lots of mischief - making fun of teachers and generally not caring - feeling I know the stuff anyway. But then it came to my mind, that in two subjects - I wasn't at school for exams, and I could get a dangerous grade for passing the whole thing. One of the subjects was religion of all things - I went off that to "Ethics" back in reality and back then. Nope - an exam was coming up and I realized to my chagrin, that the others had about 2 cm high of paperwork to prepare with. Luckily a classmate of mine - I even shortly wondered and then remembered, that he was Lutheran like I used to be - gave me his assorted stuff, which was even more and cunningly fixed together - some sort of staircase binding - had to draw that, to explain. So then I went out - first for a toilet - again!! Then to the copy machine. And I saw from the corner of my eye, that high up on a cabinet was a collection of maybe 150 plastic Smurphs. Delighted, I started collecting them together and presenting my find to the others. There was a conflict with one of my oldest friends - it turned out, she was a bit out of her mind, because something awful had happened to her - forgot what - and so I forgave her the nastiness, she had shown towards me as a sort of reaction to that. Somewhere my mother was involved - and I remember a pattern of a white plane with irregular holes in it - that was in some way significant to solve a problem. And one more episode of me moving out of a darkish flat and having to pack up everything - while always something more was left. There was a partner with me in that - forgot what else. Oh yeah - and somehow I had to go to university and the transit from where I lived to there was incredibly long. That's it - while waking up in the night and for the day - I had a lot more.
22:19 bedtime (super super tired) 00:00 Saturday 2014-04-12 01:00 <<- first early waking recall in a while! + outdoors picnic? People are saying do you remember this picture? I do remember it. A scene with (LH, B mayor?)? There's a storm coming 07:32 + skiing down very steep snowy hills, I'm thinking a lot about skiing technique. Bright sunny outside. I'm jump turning my skis keeping them parallel, go down very steep, I jump out at one point to make a turn and instead of landing on the snow again I'm floating straight down for a long distance hovering above the (very steep) hill. Slide on butt down to the bottom of the hill amidst trees, notice I'm wearing plastic shower sandals as bindings, I walk back up the hill, I see a small strange thing (like a hornet's nest) at the top, I see inside it with its holes and chambers. I see a bear foot track in the snow. I think the nest belongs to GG (boy scout). + (Long detailed dream) dance party, dance with sister she says B.O. Want to slow dance with the high school short girl with the weird squished eyes, but I think she's too short for me. My mother, dad's cousin GL, and sister are on the dance floor, I dance with my sister, she says I have two kinds of B.O.? I look down at my chest and stomach (no shirt on) and imagine washing it. There's a girl in a public tub she's topless it turns out. I'm in room with other kids I jump/fly all the way across the room and force pull a toy lightsaber off of the ground into my hands and swing it around a while. I'm chased for a while by a girl brandishing a pool cue I think she wants to stick it up my butt. + wine on bus I'm chaperone. I'm pouring the glasses for the students, it's red wine, I"m being careful not to give too much. + in group bedroom with other young people, someone mentioned windows OS and I make a joke and say "windows is as excellent as it is an operating system." I mean to imply it is not excellent and is not areal OS, I plug earphones into clock by my bedside, I flick the switch on the clock on and off and look for the difference in lighting on the clock and barely notice the difference between on and off. + veterinarian's office, some guy twirling guinea pigs around inside a towel/cloth, I say poor guinea pigs, you shouldn't do that, he lets them out they climb over my back, I find out I really stink, I find I have very dirty underwear, I'm freaked out by this I realize it must have been when the guinea pigs climbed over me they peed right onto my pants at my butt + contest, in a group (kids + teacher?) in a driveway a few houses down FL from HC, how far can I throw the apple, at bus stop near S & FL, throwing down the back side of FL, there are trees overhead there are a few openings I'm trying to aim for the openings and really throw far, but the apple only goes about as far as the last thing before it splats on the ground, I think my throwing arm really has deteriorated.
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