It started as a non-lucid dream which included my freaky dream sign, getting in trouble, but in an expanded edition including the fear of responsibility. Because they were dreams in a row, I can't properly recall all the really cool details or how all happened, but I have reconstructed a suffecient part of what happened. At first, I find myself being father of a child in this age (15) engaged to another 15 year old skunk which I have got pregnant, without remembering any details. My parents and family were there aswell, and everybody was cool, just accepting this, without any grin at all, but I was starting to get depressed thinking how could I ever do this thing, and even was planning to kill the little fuck, who was just born, just to get rid of the responsibillity and keep on with my life. I was thinking all of those things and was frustrated, shocked that this has happened, because I am not that kind of person, I was slowly getting lucid. Suddenly, I decide to perform a reality check, I do the noseplug and bam, I'm lucid. Thank god! It was all a dream! And now it's a lucid dream! So I roam around my house slapping my imaginary DC "wife" till she bleeds yelling "that's right bitch! It's aaaaall a dream! Where's the little bastard I wanna kill it!" And she didn't tell me because she was protecting it. It was my expectation. I didn't want to keep on wasting my dream, so I thought I'd stab her to the heart, but I couldn't do that to an innocent person, even a DC. So I jumped outside the window. I tried to fly on fall, but no luck, I just landed slowly on the ground like a chicken. I decided I'd fly, no matter how, I have to. So I raised my right hand like superman and tried to accelerate myself to the front while roaming in the street. It worked while I was in the ground, I was super speedy, so I decided to lift up like an aircraft and that's what I did. I flew effortlessly up on to buildings and jumped from one another for fun! I even kinda climbed a transmission tower and jumped! Then I return to a close-to-ground attitude and flew around the city on places my brain was creating at the moment, and not anything existent. Then I saw a guy with a bicycle on an empty road and I started picking on him because I was flying and he had a bicycle! So funny... After all these, I can't remember what really happened, I just remember that I woke up. I was on my bed thinking "wow, really cool DILD! I did some stuff on this one!" and I performed my regular noseplug reality check I do when I wake up. I was in a dream! It was a false awakening! I couldn't believe it! I was thinking "how can I be still sleeping?" It was crazy! Then I exited the house using my favourite route, the window! But I found myself in a totally different street, with many cars passing near me, so I went in front of them and started dancing! Some yelled at me and others slowed down, so I punched every car that passed near me. I broke some glasses with the punches, but they kept going. Then I found some cops on the way hanging around with some traffic control cops. I thought I would take the gun from one of them and start shooting, but I didn't. I didn't care that much, but I tried to project a gun through my pocket, but no luck. I was too excited to think about doing stuff! But I had a talk with them DC cops! After that I can't remember anything else than waking up and finding myself on the sofa watching TV. My father was there aswell. For no reason I can remember than just questioning reality, I reality checked with noseplug. I was still asleep! I couldn't believe it! Third dream in a row? Thats crazy! But I thought I wouldn't be able to remember all of the dreams I saw before, so I started dream recalling inside my dream. Meanwhile I was playing around and tried to switch on a light, It didn't work! But a totally different light switched on, so I went to switch that light's switch, hoping that the other light lights up! Nothing, but then I tried to switch it on with magic! Wooohooo! My hands started vomiting smoke and sparkles, like they were a tesla coil or something, and finally, it switched on. Then, I woke up. This time it was real, I tried to deild, but no luck. I reality checked many many times, but it's reality. I'm still unsure! These dreams were long, really long, 10-15 mins each and really vivid, I just miss too many details because I was jumping from one dream to another. I'm sure I did a lot of other things I can't remember, but those ring a bell. But I felt like a god! I finally figured out that my hypothesis is confirmed, It is INTERNAL FRUSTRATION that wastes dreams. Nothing else, it doesn't matter if you are excited or furious, just don't do any bad thoughts about the dream, like how it's gonna end, if it's gonna last long. Avoid these and you're half way to perfection!
The only fragment I remembered to record from last night was a programming dream. I can remember I was working on getting spikes working properly so they actually made you lose rings if you hit them. I can't remember if I got it working or not.
Im not sure what happened, but i was suddenly a teenager walking along a seeminly endless road. I was wearing tall black leather boots, skinny jeans, a graphic tee (ha that sounds funny), and a jean jacket. I had my hands in my pockets and i was bouncing happily along. The sky was grayish, like it looked and felt like that had recently rained. I could atcually feel the fog on my skin andd feel the stuffy feeling in my mouth as i inhaled. I was talking to myslef (which i do often) and i kept going on and on and suddenly i started to talk about a previous dream i had then i suddenly stopped and said "I'm dreaming!" Suddenly a guy was hugging me, and im guessing he was my boyfriend or something. I wanted to fly, so i looked up dramatically at the sky, inhaled sharply, took a strong step forward, and woke up
Alright, I'm going to introduce myself since this is my first real lucid dream. I'm Dakota Grossman, and I'm a noobish lucid dreamer, however, I've had 2 lucid dreams in 3 nights, so my technique apparently works. The first lucid dream was for one second, so I'm not going to mention it. Here's how my dream happened. Right when I went to sleep, I knew I was dreaming. It started in the middle of Walmart, where I decided I might as well fly. I took off in the air to fall about ten feet later. Then, I remembered that I would have to KNOW that I could fly. So, I took off. That got boring easily, so I stopped, and headed for the Sporting Goods section (my favorite walmart place). Every product was deformed, so I decided to summon a shotgun. It took me a couple of tries until I was completely confident. Then, I got the shotgun and pulled it off of my back. It was not normal and hard to load, so I tried to summon a pistol. I couldn't do it at all. So I grabbed the shotgun and told it that it would be loaded. It was, and I shot it. A DC worker said that I couldn't fire that in the store. I said that I could, and he said that I was right and walked away. I tried to summon some zombies, but I got nothing. Then, I woke up to my alarm. I could feel, smell, and see things in my dream, but it wasn't as real as some people said. So, I'll keep writing in my DJ, and I heard they got more real, so I keep on dreaming and writing. Hope you liked my first online DJ entry (I have a physical one). TTYL!
The dream started with my mom and my friend and her family entering a huge vacation house. as it turns out, we were going to summer camp together and had decided to vacation together aswell. We started to pick out our beds and such. The next day we walked to the camp and i dont know what happened, but later i went over to this other camp for kids with disorders. I met two girls and a boy there who i befriended. They had some type of learning disability. We decided to go to the movies later and they told me to bring money or a ticket or something. I went to the movies to meet them, but i wanted to fly instead but i just ended up looking up at the sky all intense and decided to do it later. I dont think we watched the movie. The next day (there wasnt really a transition, but thats what i assume) we were in our groups and all the girls were wearing blue or red shorts and white t-shirts. I think we were having a roll down the hill contest becasue i suddenly rolled down the hill followed by my group and we all giggled and looked at the other team, who were really angry. Then it ended.
Im not sure how the dream started, but suddenly i was in a room lit by a beautiful light from the window. I had recently become scared to coninue to try and lucid dream becasue of this scary thing i heard about. Since i was already lucid (half-lucid) I put on a fierce face and tried to conjure up the thing that was scaring me, but nothing happened and then i felt really happy and confident. Then i went and layed down next to my dad and broher on a huge messy bed and my dad started ranting and showing us an article on his ipad.
I start off at an abandoned house. I am mildly lucid. I go through the hallway and see my mothers old dolls on top of a dusty old bookshelf. I continue on and end up in a room. I then decide to do a reality check. I do the nose plug reality check and it does not work. I then try to push my finger through my palm and it doesn't work either. But I am lucid anyway. I had no goal in mind but the idea of speaking to my inner awareness as Robert Waggoner puts it comes into my head. My nose is stuffy in this dream. I look up and ask the 'dream awareness' "can you heal my nose?" I get no response and my nose doesn't feel any different. I then say "Change the dream scene..." once again nothing happens. I am now dissapointed and I lose lucidity since I did not even ground myself or stabilize or anchor myself (my mistake) After some exploration I find myself outside on a balcony with a balloon. I thought about going to space with it. I grab the balloon and jump and I begin to float. I end up going to some guy that has a crap load of balloons. I ask to borrow some and he allows me to. I grab a handful of balloons and I wake up.
10-27-12 Generally hanging out with dad. At least one thing I know of the dream is that we had finally sat down and watched an anime (not sure which one), and I remember noting to him that, yes, even that one (something like "Dual!") had martial arts in it. "It's [part of] their culture." I said. After an interruption, I added "Like the British "Stiff Upper Lip". Later, during a nap: Sort of hired-on-the-spot by a gas station owner/manager to help him out refitting a new location. He, I, and his young (~8 y.) daughter hop in a van and head off to the location, but on the way the van starts to rock. "Mmm... it's a tornado." I say, and the guy is hesitant, but doesn't think so. Makes sense, because it was a totally clear day. Right then, up ahead, we see rotation and I say "Yeah, it's a tornado." Before he (seemingly) had time to stop the vehicle, the tornado formed completely and twirled around until the bottom of it was parallel with the road, and... we... drove into the tornado. It immediately picked the van up off the ground. We spun around a fair deal for about ten seconds before slowly dropping and then landing with a bump. Not shaken, we all promptly continued to drive to the location, which looked like a blown-out 1800's-style warehouse. Actually, it looked older, like 1700's and with large window-spaces, and it was three stories tall. It was only about a thousand feet from where we landed, so when we got there the tornado was still around. It doubled back and headed for us, and I told everybody to hold on to a beam we were standing next to. For some reason (or lack thereof) we were all on the ground at this point. The tornado actually entered the hollow, be-windowed building after hesitating at the large entrance at one end. We all held on as it writhed and moved and shuddered like a dying snake in the smaller area. (This actually made sense, because a tornado would have no effective amount of wind-power backing it up inside a building. Even one as blow-out as the one in my dream would be a massive detriment to it. When it finally dissipates, we get up and head back outside to meet the rest of the people who came to help out do... what ever it was we were going to do to this building. And my uncle C_____ is there (and overweight??), and he tells me where to find some tools. And I wake up.
Me and some strangers are on stage. I think we are singing but we are acting disorderly and this lady comes up and says "You are disqualified!" We all get sent home. As we go to our bus stop I realize I forgot my shoe. Something weird happens. We all begin to start walking backwards as if time is reversing but it isn't. We are all just walking backwards. Then the bus comes and they go in the bus but I run into the locker room. The locker room guard says "You have been gone for two months." He then directs me to a machine. I step inside and I see a vision of a giant monster that is coming. I then hide under the table and then I get crushed and die. (Ouch) I appear in a house made of mostly wood. I fight some fat guy that says "My stomach hurts, must've been something I ate" I then defeat him and look at his plate on the table. I see keys in there. I pull them out and I wash the goop off.
I am on my laptop looking up Apollo Justice 3 (There's only Apollo justice and its a good game if you want to be a lawyer) On Youtube there is a playthrough of it except there is only sound and no video, there is a link in the description box that leads to an emulator. Suddenly I end up in Aperture Labs and I hear Glados say "You are not suppose to be here, I cannot harm you" I then get pushed into a red couch and the couch then descend to the floor. I have a portal gun now. I am in a room where I need to cross a giant gap. So I put a portal high up on a wall and one on the floor. I jump down and start to fall down. I go through my bottom portal again and fling to the other side.
Dalek Ships and Mechs Recall: 7/10 Sleep: OK Sleep Position: UnknownI'm in the family car with my parents and brother, driving home. I see two UFOs that sort of look like hair dryers come out of a portal. They are Dalek ships. I tell my father to turn around so I can take some pictures of them. We pull over and I look for the Dalek ships, but instead see only a couple of mechs being controlled by police. My father asks me to take his picture in front of them, but when I try snap a shot, he turns away. That pisses me off because it's typical of him, asking me to do something then ensuring I can't do it, leaving me standing there waiting.
07/29/2012 9:56am Buying Alcohol I find myself in the back seat of Donna's PT Cruser. Anna is in the front passenger seat and Donna is driving. Donna pulls onto a slopped parking lot and parks in front of a cheap liquor store. The store had a metal railing to the left side that where the parking lot dipped down a few feet. Behind the liquor store and down the sloped parking lot was a large wall-mart sized warehouse. Inside the store we met up with a a cleaned up version of Diana and "Pirate" Bob. We were going to go party somewhere.... I hadn't seen any beer that seemed to appetizing to me,, but while we were waiting in line I went to the back and picked out some vodka and juice. (note I had vodka and juice at my friends house the night before.) I then went outside for a smoke. I stood by the railing smoking and when the group came out talking I wondered over to the warehouse to explore and the dream transitioned. Unsafe Work Conditions Inside the warehouse I was starting a new job as an electro-mechanical assembler. The lighting was extremely poor and there were people grinding, cutting, and welding all over the place. Sparks flew on to the floor which was cluttered with flammable materials. Power tools where left plugged in, strung across the floor and running by themselves. I almost let my leg bump into a running chop-saw that had no top or bottom guard leaving the blade completely exposed. I walk over to a guy with a tape-measure and watch him for a minute. He makes several random measurements on the floor, moving the tape at different angles, and occasionally measuring off the floor. Then he makes a scratch on the concrete and repeats the process. I accidentally step on the tape measure and notice that it is completely worn out at the end. I ask the guy why all the power tools have bin left on. "To keep the flickering light down while I finish cutting this (pipe/thing)" The scene transitions again and I'm back in the warehouse where I started but the lights are back on and everything is well lit. Carts with sheet metal, brackets, and metal frames are being lined up on the floor to build machines. Two random guys who need work instructions come over but don't draw my attention to much. Rob R. shows up too and we look over the plans hanging on an easel. An girl from the office comes out with signs with job numbers and due dates and tapes them to the carts. I find everything extremely disorganized and joke with Rob about who (him or me) is going to be in charge and take responsibility for leading the builds and completing all the paperwork.
Hi folks, Well, I had a power nap this afternoon, and I experienced the most vivid dream I've ever had. Here's a little description/ account of it. "I flew across an ocean lit only by the burning-orange glow from the setting sun on the horizon. I could feel the rays of heat on my face, the air rushing past my body. The sound of the water below, and the occasional passing bird. Not a single item of land was present. I soared higher and higher, faster and faster, across the never ending sky, before settling back for a gentle glide at about 3o mph. I gazed into the sunset, indulging in it's beauty, which seemed to be ethereal. Music was also gently playing in the background, which I assume was a piano piece called Primavera.I fought extremely hard to contain my sense of wonderment and excitement, but eventually, the dream collapsed." This was, by far, the most enjoyable and life-changing experience I've ever had the pleasure to be part of. I'm still transfixed and mesmerized by the sheer beauty and attractiveness of the dreamscape, and all that came with it. As impressive as the visuals were, the thing that put the icing on the cake was every other sensation that came with them. The sounds were crisp, calm and relaxing, and the 'feel' of the world was alarmingly pleasureful and realistic. Every little piece of the dream seemed to carve out an emotion I was capable of producing, and multiply it by a factor of 50. Honestly, this may sound a little silly, but the dream really has changed my perspective of the world we live in. Here are a few pictures of the kind of visuals I witnessed. The sky and ocean had a VERY yellow/orangey hue, and almost seemed to be on fire. The photos are not 100% accurate reprisentations (well, the bottom one is pretty close), but they will do: http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?q=sun...r:14,s:0,i:125 http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?q=sun...r:0,s:20,i:147 http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?q=sun...:24,s:20,i:219 http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?q=sun...9&tx=134&ty=76 http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?q=sun...r:13,s:0,i:132 A song also played in the dream, as I mentioned. Here is a link to the piece: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYCL8ONwH5M Thanks for taking the time to read this folks! Harris
10/07/12 11:04am Found myself in a crowded cafeteria. A lady was talking into a microphone and then began to count and recite numbers in a sing songy voice. Somehow everyone in the cafeteria knew that I had studied a little Japanese and wanted me to demonstrate. They handed me the mic but when I started to count I got stuck. "Ichi.. ni.. san.................Ichi.. ni..." I was so rusty I couldn't even count to four and I was so embarrassed.
04/11/2012 5:30am I found myself walking down a up and down the steep streets of a dark empty city with large buildings and no sign of life. I supposed this section of town was strictly open for business during the day. I had with me a clipboard with a piece of paper with all of the "Assassin's Creed Multi-player Bonuses" listed on it. The clipboard and attached paper was wrapped in a plastic grocery bag. I started walking down a road to an apartment where my friend Seth would be living on the 2nd or 3rd floor. I was still a hundred or so feet away when I could see that a kung-fu studio had bin opened nest door to him by the local church which we used to attend. Through the well lit studio's windows I could see someone in a black gi instructing his or her students. As I neared the studio and Seth's apartment building I was greeted by Seth's sister and two others. Seth's sister, who was way out of character, was wearing a skimpy ninja outfit. She took a look and my clipboard and then I darted off. I ran straight into the apartment building, up two flights, skidded around the top step into a living room, and startled Seth who had been nodding of in his armchair watching TV.
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