A very rare triple dream. The first dream happened towards the beginning of the night, after I first went to sleep. I was watching a ghost-hunting movie about a very gloomy young girl who wanted so desperately to be a boy that she carried two atrophied testicles in a skirt pocket wherever she went. (It may have even been in her underwear.) The whole class was laughing at her, and passing on some word that I can't remember. Annoyed, I passed the word on to the next person and went straight back to the movie. After it was over, I somehow ended up in the movie, hunting ghosts with a ghost scientist Johnny Depp. We went into an abandoned house which was flooded with eerie purple light. A ghost clock sat in the center of the room, and we smashed it with out feet and poured anti-ghost fluid into it, like black oil. A floating urn in the corner caught our attention soon after, but the dream faded. Lightning woke me up towards the end of my sleep, around 7:45. I got up to use the bathroom then went back to sleep and had a second dream. I was sitting in a McDonalds that was about to close, but I needed a ride. (I don't drive irl so it's very common for me to get rides from dream characters.) I was sitting on a bench between two people, and my ex-boyfriend was sitting on the outside of the building, on a ledge that lead down to a back parking lot for another building. We were avoiding each other. Anyway they turned out the lights, and I ended up with a ride, leaving my ex there in the shadow of the building. I was sitting in a cramped back seat of a surprisingly roomy van, wedged between two people and resting my head on the shoulder of an old friend of mine. I suddenly remembered I left my backpack at the McDonalds, though we did end up turning around my brain skipped that part. They take me to my apartment complex and drop me off, and I walk from the front gate all the way up to my apartment door. After that dream I half came out of my sleep, but I was still asleep enough for one last very odd dream. I was lying in bed, only moving my fingers, continually shoving lettuce leaves into my mouth. I couldn't feel the lettuce in my hand, nor could I see it, but I could feel it enter my mouth, and I could chew it and hear the sound. I also couldn't taste or swallow. As I chewed the lettuce just vanished to make room for more lettuce. I essentially became an endless lettuce-eating machine. Eventually I woke up fully at 8:45.
No Dream's Recalled. Had a good 8 hours sleep, i even woke up a few times in the night and willed myself to dream vividly, just vividly, not even lucidly, just vividly for now but nothing happened when i went back to slumberland. It seems my dream recall over the past few days has gone down a heck of a lot, just before i joined DV i was remembering 4 to 5 dreams a night sometimes,, maybe i am trying too hard to remember them, can one really try too hard? I do do all things necessary, i do a recap on the journal in bed last thing at night, then do my mantra's*, then when i wake up i try to be as still as possible, but i am still really sleepy when i wake so i end up shifting my body without realizing it, if only i can remain completely still in bed then i might remember more of the nights adventures. As a side note, i am still immersing myself with dream related literature, i have now read ETWOLD by LaBerge, as well as Daniel Loves Are You Dreaming, and i am now almost midway through Charlie Morleys Dreams Of Awakening, usually i am a speedy reader, but i am taking my time with these books, more than i usually spend reading them anyway, i often find myself taking a step back and analyzing what i just read. I will continue reading these books for now, but for the time being i will relinguish the pressure to recall my dreams, obviously meditate before bed, but i wont be willing myself so hard to remember my dreams. * My mantra is this... "When i wake up I shall remain perfectly still, and will remember my dreams completely" Mantra's can be very powerful, so it would be reassuring to know that i have chosen my words wisely, if not, and if anyone has any suggestions as to how i could word the aforementioned mantra, please do leave a comment or invade my dream or something, maybe not invade, just knock on one of my dream doors and ill let you in
I was going through buildings and caravans looking for spiders and bugs to clear out. The owner of the park who I didn't see kicked me out of the park and town, because we don't have the same beliefs and that I was a distraction to the group and would do damage
I'm just getting aroung the beach, playing volley, and sweating a lot under the sun. The net is really high and I tell the referee that he confused us with men. But he makes me notice that there ARE some men in the court. I look around and I finally see that a girl, even wearing a bikini, IS a man. I feel ashamed, as having a man in my team, is cheating. I decide to play in second line, to stay away from him, and I start to bump the balls. I notice the players of the other team always throw the ball to the girl next to me. She is not good at all and I always push her away to bump the ball. At once I understand she PRETENDS to be unable to play, just to make the other team winning! I'm really angry and every time the ball go towards her, I push her on the ground and get the ball. Finally she gets angry at me and comes towards me pushing ME to the ground. She is too stronger for being a woman, and in fact she is a MAN! And he puts his foot on my chest. I take his foot with both my hands in order to breathe, but I'm unable to free myself. At once a girl identical to the one with the foot on me, gets close to us, and says 'what now?'. She looks at me badly, ready to kick my face, and I bite her leg. She screams and then gets closer to kick my face, and as I'm desperately trying to avoid her foot I woke up.
@ My (country) lucid hideout 01:30 Bedtime. Was (re)watching Firefly, cand ouldn't help "just one more episode...just one more...". Room temp: +21C 08:00 (definitely some from earlier wakings) + helping police catch crazy redneck drivers who are speeding + at work I finally figure out the strange little device in the kitchen is a refrigerator for personalized water cups and that the group assistant had prepared my personal water cup with my name on it loooong ago, I feel foolish that I'm only now figuring this out. The device holds the cups, about 4-5 in a row, on a slightly inclined shelf. + go into a meeting room with a bunch of coworkers where a guy is the keeper of the cupcakes, they're everywhere, some are tall and irregular looking like dripped sand castles, a guy says he's working on the last generation of product that we'll have to support for 3 years but will make the company a lot of money, I agree with him on this. Walking by my cube on the way to the meeting I think I see a large strange sign over my cube. + some indoor space there's an irregular hole in the foundation, I see another one further on, some guy asks me what kind of animals(s) make that whole (he knows), I don't know he tells me it's two animals (I forgot them) then I see a 1/2 meter diameter tortoise it's on my leg I kick at it I'm so sorry I didn't want to hurt it then it lunges at another guy's leg and he kicks it away, too. + I'm walking outside in bright daylight, walk by a van, I'm on some empty street , blue sky, green grass, bright daylight, I'm thinking this would be a good place to live with this much sunlight but it might not be good for my skin. + I see my face as if looking in a mirror (but I don't have the sense of looking in a mirror), I'm about half my age and clean-shaved, I say to my wife "oh I must have shaved without knowing it" (I had no memory of shaving), I'm amazed at how young and bright I look after shaving, I see myself very very clearly, I think I don't see any jowls like my wife says I would have if I shaved. + At MR's restaurant he's preparing me a margarita, I'm going to have chips with guacamole I realize later I never ate it, at the time Im not sure if I can pay for it + sitting at a table with other people I look at one woman and realize she's former colleague Pa Wo and her husband, I say to her "I didn't realize it was you!" + on a phone call with the orchestra conductor, he wants to go over the music with me, I'm singing my instrument's part. I see the notes, read the rhythms, and hear myself singing and making harmony. Later on I realize I'm not on the phone with the conductor any more but I don't recall hanging up, I think he's probably pretty angry about that. When singing I'm thinking about B-flats. + Before rehersal I see my instrument disassembled into many parts I'm gathering them up to get ready + Pull a huuuuuge book: tall, wide, think, from a bookshelf, the title is "Dogs of War: Dachshunds" written by the Nazi party. I'm looking through the book which my sons, it looks like a giant Yellow Pages directory with nothing but advertisements in it, I wonder where all the articles were and if Nazis read all of these ads. Room temp morning: +17C
Date: 4/7/2014 (Mon) Total sleep: 7 hours Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Text Search Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras Fell Asleep: 10:00 pm Dream 1 Title: Car on the beach Dream 1: I am with Gwen and some other people. We have driven an old blue car (1970’s car) onto a beach and parked it right near the wave line. We are having some kind of beach party. She asks me to go and get something. I walk off the beach and end up on a very thin road (more like a bike path). There are many houses and stores along this path. I see a man grilling with his family. I go down one side path and end up in a place that looks like something from a theme park. It has a very “middle ages” feel, like I am in the castle of a knight of old. The dream fades and I awake. Awake: 5:00 am Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 3 Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 3 Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 10 min Emotions: General happiness Dream Signs: Car on the beach, strange situation, bike path with many houses, theme park area Notes: Took Melatonin and Magnesium before bed. I have struggled this past weekend with LDing. My dream recall on Friday & Saturday night was horrible. I can only attribute this to my weekend schedule being so different than my work week schedule (to bed much later). But, the horrible dream recall is frustrating me. Last night my dream recall was better. I woke up from the first dream at 3:45 am. I had clear memories of the dream. I jotted down a few tags in my note book, ran through the dream in my head one more time, and then dozed back off. I awoke to my alarm which startled me. This destroyed my recall of the dream I was having just before the alarm, and negatively impacted my dream recall of my previous dream. I forgot to set the light alarm for my clock (must be set separately). I had a rough weekend. I injured my knee (this is a knee I severely injured in the past, so I have reoccurring issues) this weekend which is now impacting my morning workouts. My wife is having some health issues which are a struggle. Work has also been a struggle lately (the end of each quarter is always very busy, plus some other issues). On top of all that I am having issues with dream recall (which could be partial impacted by all the other issues). Hopefully things will get better soon.
Morning of April 7, 2014. Monday. I am in Cubitis in my father’s original music room (southwest corner of the house). I am not sure of the time. It may be early afternoon. An unknown girl is in the room and, in fact, it seems to be her room. (Of course, it is possible that a girl, or even a female artist, occupies this room now in real life - I have no way of knowing.) There are various sets of A2 sheets of paper, mostly in several pads. There are also a couple unfinished cream canvases. She is some sort of well-known artist, it seems, but I do not know her name at any point. The main scene involves me making art “for her” or to help her with the foundation of a pattern somehow, as she is somehow behind on her drawings or paintings (not sure what the situation is). I end up drawing various curving random parallel lines from the left to the right. That is mostly all that happens. I make at least two, the second being far more sparse, with only a few lines. There is no discernible form or shape. A little later, I notice a thin dark-haired man in glasses kissing her. I ask her if she has three boyfriends and get a “no” from her. Somehow, I am also thinking of a male at a bus-stop somewhere who is “also” supposedly her boyfriend, but not in actuality somehow. It does not make much sense. It may very vaguely relate to a movie we saw last night, “Le battement d'ailes du papillon”, fairly interesting but a bit contrived (though an amusing look into cause and effect). Parallel lines “never meet”. This may be a play on the two lines being the girl and I - and us “never meeting” in reality, even though I do not have a clear idea on who the girl might be or represent. However, looking at it in another way, it may mean that I remain (or should remain) in uniformity and balance with the females in my life (especially including my wife and daughters).
Woke up at 2:30. Remember talking to neighbor about my layoff and borrowing them a tool. Was talking about really enjoying not working, lol. Then dream switched up a bit about some 80's sitcom with a obese woman and a husband. She was nagging at him to do the dishes which were HEAPING high. Then he started to talk about a web site that was stolen from a friend and how they could get this guy back by logging into it and posting peoples real life experiences with being obese and controlled by these situations. Then alarm went off.
In this dream, I was playing Super Smash Bros. Melee with a few of my friends, except it had some really weird characters in it. Among them were Cobra, the Power Rangers (yes, all of them), and Sandshrew. The two Ice Climbers also counted as separate characters, and Marth and Ike were in it, even though Roy wasn't. I thought this was odd (in the dream), and I couldn't remember any of these strange characters in the time I had spent playing SMB before, but I just kind of rolled with it (I'm getting more aware in my dreams it seems, but other than the vague lucidity the other night, still no lucidity). We played a few rounds and I got my ass kicked since it had been so long since I played it apparently, then after a while "something" happened and "someone" told me they loved me. I also had a false awakening where I woke up at 3:57 p.m., and I had to work at 4 today. I woke up for real shortly after at about 11 a.m..
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This LD was very long and I do not remember how it started. It involved one sequence where elf lord types were running around fighting demons. They were clearing out a big castle. I had been wandering and flying and interacting with DC. The recall comes into focus at least 15 minutes into the LD. had watched these elf guys and maybe helped and we were walking up to a throne room we had cleared out. A freight train sized demon zips past us and it is spectral and trailing energy. It makes it to the room before us and slams the door. The elves are like "rah rah lets get him!" I however am getting less interested in this. Suddenly the door bursts open and the demon is shaped like a freight train, but an elf is riding it. I fly up and out of the building. I land in a street and take a moment to stabilize. Ok, stabile and vivid with pretty good awareness. I decide to try for a task of the month. Let's see, first step is remember one. Hmmm, something about weather, but what? It is April, so does that help? Valentines Day is in April (LOL). Maybe,,,, Something about astronauts? I will just assume it is a Valentine's day task (opps). I go up to a door and a guy answers. He is older, so I say "Hello sir, I am here to take your daughter on a date." He asks, "Which one?" I say "Either of them, I know them both." He says, "You are so stupid I would not let either of my daughters date you. He shuts the door. I look up at the sky and it is very vivid. I remember one of the tasks now. I will swim in space and do something? I focus and morph the sky into a vivid night sky with the milky way. I fly superman style up up and away. The visuals are going nuts showing me nebulae, swirling starts and such. I remember to swim. I am floating in the stars and breast stroke swiftly around. I see the moon and consider flying there, but that is not new. I will try some big ego stunt. Maybe playing marbles with the planets. That is it. I pretend I can see mars in the stars. It does not appear. I pretend it did and reach out towards where I am pretending mars is. I just need to fly closer and it will be clear. That works. Mars is before me and I pick it up like a pool ball. I look down and see the solar system. Each planet looks like a model from grade school. I fling Mars at Jupiter and the planets bounce around. I fly to retrieve Mars and when I get it I look around for target. The other planets have turned into sea shells. Hmm, I can also kind of see the shape of streets forming. I throw Mars at a large yellow sea shell and it shatters. I grab another near by planet that also is now a celestial sea shell. I am now in space and in a very dark alley way. The alley is becoming clear and I see a beer can. I throw the planet/shell at the beer can. It hits and I am now fully in an alley. at should have completed one task. Now can I think of another? What about the Valentine task? Maybe it was give someone a valentine, or ask them to be. I leave the alley and find some DCs and get a pretty lady to walk with me. It is now kind of "Little house on the Prairie" themed. I eventually stop and ask her if she will be my Valentine. She refuse. I think the dream went on, but I do not recall more.
I just want to apologize in advanced if you struggle to read this as i am dyslexic and i struggle to spell properly. Im eighteen and i have suffered with the same horific dream since i was around 14. At the start i believed it was just an average nightmare but later on my dream became more repetatve and i had it around 2-3 times a week i believe. It has stopped for around a year but the past 2 months its became common again. My dream hasnt changed in the slightest and is exactly the same. Ive done research but i have no explanation for what causes my dreams. The start of my dreams is im walking through a forest and a girl is hanging from a tree by her neck and then when i look behind her there are hundrends of people hanging, asking me to join them. Its only for that sort period of time because i wake up screaming. Ive even woke my boyfriend up being in floods of tears screaming and wriggling. Last nights dream was the strangest because it was exactly the same but this time in my dream i was dreaming of the hanging people. It is hard to expailn but i was basically dreaming another dream. I thought i woke up in the night and woke my boyfriend up crying but i actually didnt and i was dreaming it. It wasnt untill this morning when we realised that i hadnt actually woken up and i realised that was dreaming it. My dreams have led me to actaully become ill and when i was younger i had thoughts of this happening. I belive that there is a reason behind my dream but im worried that it could be psychological rather then a night terror. Can someone who knows someone or has dreams like mine or slightly lke mine please talk to me about it. Ive never been so ashamed and worried about these dreams but they are becoming more common. Sorry about the awful spelling i did try my best. Thank you, Harley x
This is my first forum, there will be most likely grammatical errors or maybe some ambiguity and for that reason I am advising now that if there is any questions that need to be asked, do not hesitate. Please help to improve for a 'next time' and do not criticize me . I had a dream that warned me about my sister, I do not remember what the voice said, but it was of a man's voice. This was towards the end of the dream. Beforehand I was with my friend Richard, hanging out with him not knowing what the reason or what exactly we were doing, the voice was warning me in the background constantly. I remember the end of my dream almost exactly, which was me in the minivan of my friend Richard with her mom driving us, who knows where. Then I begin to hear the voice again in the background about my sister and then everything freezes in the minivan. I then decide to look in my hand and then I count 6 fingers, with the little knowledge I have of lucid dreaming I was able to discern that I was dreaming. After this realization I try to take control of the dream as well as the characters in my dream, such as my friend Richard and his mother. I begin to breathe extremely heavily and trying to take control and keep peace of mind because that would have been the only way to take control of the dream, according to my knowledge. Seconds later I feel a strong pull from behind and I was still trying to take control by calling out to my friend Richard and ordering him to help me since he was an object in my dream I can control. During this pulling I hear the voice constantly warning me about my sister. I should clarify that the voice said something like "check your sister" or maybe another synonym for check. In addition I have four sisters, and the voice did not specify to one but just stated sister, as a singular noun. Then after the entire shenanigans, I wake up frightened because I was scared of what or who the voice was as well as the warning itself. The warning was instilled in my head. This was during the middle of the night, then I went back to sleep not remembering what I dreamt afterwards. Now a bit of my background is that Richard, currently, is my closest friend, I see him everyday in school and hang out after school. Out of my four sisters I only stay in touch constantly with one, lives in another state. The other three live in the same state and close, yet we do not stay in touch. I still receive news about my sisters whether from family or other types of media they use. If there is anything you need to know please ask. THANK YOU in advance!
Suddenly Lucidity. I walk out of a house surrounded by tall evergreen trees. There is an old driveway in front of me with no cars resting on it. I walk to the end of this driveway which is about 23 meters long into a flat, gray road which has a tilt on either side to allow rain to run-off into grates placed into the curb lining the road. I think I'll fly I think to myself. Then I jump straight into the air. Floating five feet off the ground, I remember to really believe that I can fly, and with my hands to my sides I shoot forwards. The wind rustles through my hair. Then: I' want to see the area from high above. I try flying higher but find that I am only able to stay at the height I'm currently at. I try flying in the superman style but I don't move. Then: I know! I'll ask the consciousness behind the dream what I should call it! I float effortlessly back down to the ground and call out: CONSCIOUSNESS! WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO CALL YOU? The sky fills with grey clouds and they reach down towards the earth the way a tornado does. Then they rush towards the ground and a blast of air shoots out. On the ground I read the word Hi. WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL YOU? I yell. On the ground in the sand it says BOB. I call out: ANYTHING ELSE? WARC appears on the ground. Then it changes to GRIS GENG. I YELL: OKAY GRIS and then: Suddenly i'm awake lying in bed
There's a girl dancing at my shrine, a little marker in the woods that's rarely visited. I'm paying attention but I have a hard time understanding what she's communicating with some of the moves of the dance. I'm wondering why she keeps changing the form of it when she comes here; it would be much easier to understand her if she'd stop changing it. I shift to 3rd person (although the pov character was also disembodied, so there's not that much of a change) and realize that it wasn't actually one girl who comes to dance, it's actually different girls who came over many generations; the god/spirit of the shrine didn't really understand the difference, or didn't see the difference as important. On top of that, the moves of the ritual they perform weren't always passed down directly; some of them learned at least parts of it from writings and illustrations, without anyone to correct them.
Date: 4/6/2014 Total sleep: 7 hours Daytime Techniques: Awareness, RCs, Visualization Lucid Techniques: Awareness, RCs, Mantras, Medititation/Visualization Recall Techniques: Mantra/Intent, Remembering past hour of events during the day Fell Asleep: 12:00 am Dream 1 Title: None Dream 1: I woke up at 7 am from what I know was a long and interesting dream. Yet, I just couldn’t seem to focus in on any single point so I could start recalling more. It was like looking through a thick fog. It was very frustrating that I couldn’t recall a single detail. Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = ? Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = ? Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = ? Emotions: ? Dream Signs: ? Notes: I find it very frustrating when I know I’ve had a dream, I wake up right after, and yet just can get through the brain fog to recall any details.
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