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New Level of Lucidity

it was like no other dream. i appeared in my school hallway except i was aware it was a dream to a new level. i recognized the people walking around as my school mates but rather observed them from the outside and new they were a product of my subconscious mind. i decided to put it to the test. i began to approach the assistant principle who was greeting people on the way up to the high school. i faced him and commanded him to go sit over by the couches behind him. he instinctively obeyed. I was thrilled, everything was so vivid. I began to think how this could be possible and where was my physical body, but as i did so i felt a tingling sensation in my astral body that let me know i could be back ion my physical anytime. that was all i needed to continue. i began to walk through the hallway marveling at how beautiful everything was. after walking in to several classrooms and asking the characters questions about there functions in my subconscious mind, and walking around with the people, I entered the theater which was attached to my school, only it seemed to be a different feeling separate from the boundaries of my mind. i saw my brother sitting in one of the seats, everything was dark. my awareness told me he was dead. i came up to him and asked him what death was like. i noticed that although it was my brothers physical form, there was something off about him. he seemed oblivious to my presence or even uninterested and simply replied by telling me that he wasnt my brother, as if mused i didnt understand but then i began to feel depressed because i felt i lost him. the entity noticed this and sighed and replied that it will go fetch my brother and allow him to talk to me. i didnt understand but then i notice many different balls of energy coming through and out of my brothers body as if taking turns or breaks in the physical form of him. i waited patiently until i recognized my brothers lifelong bored but amused expression materialize. he said "What" but in a nice way and with a smile. i asked him what he was doing, and how he died. he told me that death is really not a bad thing and that there is really nothing to worried about, that its over dramatized and that its alot of fun to inhabit the universe on an astral level and that he regrets not doing it while he was alive. I told him i am having a lucid dream like never before and i see the importance of having an astral experience. i asked him about the other entities inhabiting his body, he told me he invited them into his world to have fun with and they occasionally come into his physical form to take breaks. i was happy to see my astral brother having fun. i told him wish that in real life he will get his physical body to the point of astral awareness. the astral brother told me that he is closer then he thinks. i smiled and exited the scene. i noticed other physical forms in the theater whom were external of my sub C. and i began to think that when im more experienced il interact with these type of beings. i exited the theater and was back in the hallway. i noticed this was one of the longest lucids ever. after what seemed like endless walking around and learning about my mind and the people inside it, for the first time i saw how the dream began to collapse , the world began to shake but i was not afraid, more like at peace i thought it was time to wake up. so i sat down in the field outside school and meditated. i awoke with a new feeling of awareness, never to be forgotten.

I was at a table with a person I know (Not a friend, just someone I have met). We were talking about her dog (It was a breed from a country beginning with M) and games programming. At one point she had a computer on the table and it had a few black scribbles on it. A friend appered behind me and said that the dog was english. I said it was from a different country but he still said it was english.

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November 20, 2011

Synopsis: A restless night where short dream offers me - pain

Note: Hallucinated fruit flies upon waking

Sensation: Pain
Mom is driving me home, she's come to visit for the week. As well pull in the parking lot I show her a strange fruit I found recently growing on the local trees.

When you first peel it it looks like a pomegranate. But it has this pit, like a peach. And the two halves of the fruit can rotate around that pit - making the fruit take entirely new shape. Now it kinda looks like two lungs attacked to a dark brown pit.

When I step out the car I noticed an ant hill. I carefully walk over it - but floating ants catch me by surprise.

At first I didn't know what it was - I thought it was a strange bug hanging from a web strand. It swung back and forth, scared to touch it I'd jump back. But I got a close look at it. It was ants, holding onto eachother and making themselves appear much larger as they swing on this web.

Well I'm glad I avoided them becuase they look aggressive.

Mom is opening the door and I try to walk - but I can't move. Theres ants in my pants and they're biting places they shouldn't. Ow! Ow! I try to swipe them off and run inside so I can get my pants off. Ow! Ow! Their burning stings wake me up. The pain is instantly gone.

In another dream - I don't remember all the details, but at some point I get a paper cut. The really itchy burning kind.

There was a third dream, but I don't remember this one anymore or the pain sensation it gave me.

When I woke up there's a giant cloud of fruit flies buzzing over my head, and a few house flies. They were so real looking. The way they buzzed around bumping into each other. Their tiny wings. Damn. Why are they flying over my head? Are we infested with fruit flies again, I thought we got rid of them?

After a few moments the flies flew away as if they knew they were spotted.

The next morning I went looking for the flies. We had three house flies. But I only found one fruit fly buzzing around the kitchen. The swarm of flies couldn't have really been there - plus such a large swarm would make noise and it was silent. Damn - I'm still seeing gnats when I wake up.

November 21, 2011

Synopsis: A hospital clinic is just behind my closet door, and its headed by pure evil

Note: Im sure the dream is a metaphor I can't figure out!

Closet Clinic
Dad wants me to take him to small hospital clinic. For some reason I know this clinic because I'm there everyday - even though I'm neither a patient or a doctor. I drive him over and take him to the back entrance, I've spent hours roaming the hospital so I knew where all the doctor rooms were.

"You can just go in that room and a doctor will eventually show up"

But he thought it was weird to just sneak into a hospital like that. So we walked all through the hospital just to make it to the front lobby where he can wait his turn properly. Now I know my relationship to the hospital. I tell dad, "I'll be nearby. My bed is just over there."

The hospital clinic is just right through my closet door!

I left dad alone and relaxed in my room. Laying down on my bed, I stared at the eerie glow emanating from the closet door. Now and then I'd open the door to check on dad. The door was like a portal and opened up to any part of the clinic I wanted to see.

But apparently I was seeing too much. I started to get a sense that someone didn't like how easily I can spy and intrude on the hospital clinic. A male presence. Angry.

I asked a few of the nurses if they had felt this presence. They come in my bedroom to talk in secret and they tell me about the head of the hospital, an evil man. Some even went as far as to say he was the devil.

I hoped that dad was okay and that some twisted experiment wasn't being performed on him!

Suddenly my closet door swings open on its own. Its facing down a long hallway, at the end of the hallway was a room - black and red. I can see the tall lean figure sitting on the other end.

If it wasn't for the dream being a bit foggy, this scene would have been totally ape shit freaky. Thankfully, thanks to foggy-dream-ness, it was just weird.

The nurses warn me! "He's coming for you!"

Shit! I gotta get out of here! I slam the closet door. What to do? What to do? I jump out my window and try to fly away. He chases after me and uses dark magical attacks. I dispel each one with my left hand. "You can't hurt me!"

But I was completely stuck. The dream environment was a square. The landscape had walls. The sky had a ceiling. I retreated back to my bedroom as his prisoner. He told me I could never leave, and then went back to his duties at the hospital.

Well, I just can't stay here.

I try again. I fly out my window and this time I really focus on exiting this landscape. There's a posted sign, its not really sign. I don't remember words or pictures or anything. But there was a sign, and somehow the sign let me know that just past it was a peaceful heavenly realm free of evil. Great! I look for a small entrance and squeeze my way through.

When they said heavenly I was expecting something a little more - I dunno - colorful?

The heavenly realm was bleak. Imagine cardboard boxes stacked to look like buildings. Still the people were nice and warmly greeted me. They told me more about this place

"Here, all your thoughts manifest. Go ahead and try it"

There was this weird device in front of me, so I tried rearranging its configuration. I imagined the buttons would follow where ever my fingers moved. The buttons moved so fluidly it was awesome. I started playing with my environment more.

A girl was using her imagination to color the cardboard buildings, now covered in linen.

"Whats with these ugly buildings anyways?"

"Well they used to be oh so colorful, but then we got tired of all the colors so we toned the place down a bit. But I think we can try introducing color again slowly"

BANG.....BANG.....

Something is trying to break through the barrier of the heavenly realm. "Its him! He's come for me!"

BANG.......BANG......

"Seal it up!"

Already two magic doors appeared - and they were unlocked. Everyone races to the doors and seal it with prayers written on paper, like in anime. We sealed the doors but he still broke in. I was ready to stand up to him, and so were my new friends. But I woke up at that point.

11/21/11

NON-LUCID

I wake up and I see a girl inside of a house, like one of those wooden houses painted in white. That’s all I remember.

11/20/11

NON-LUCID

I was in a dark room and the girl that’s sitting to the right of me is asking me “Are you going to move?” several times.



I told her to “shhh shhhh shhhhhhh shhhhhh.” But I thought when she said “are you going to move?” that if I was going to move to another house. Guess because it was a memory of a friend of mine that hugged me before I left in real life is what made the dream so hard to become aware of.

We were watching some random slide, and I think it was about Vin Diesel.



IT was a YouTube video questioning his sexual orientation, and on the comments below, there were some irrelevant and retarded controversies on matters other than Vin Diesel.

Then I get off an elevator to some fancy place with people in suits etc. and some lady in black passed by me, tapped my shoulders and said “Hi Brandon.” She smiled and left. I go up to my mother who is in a white dress I believe and we decided to go up to another elevator instead of waiting for my father.

We were to go to some place called “White” something, but as we were waiting inside the elevator ( we could see the outside from this elevator) I saw some random building a sign with “White---“ but couldn’t remember the whole word.

We kept waiting for a while and the dream fades.

11/19/11

I’m in some random room in college and I’m applying for scholarships. I picked the wrong one, and I believe it was probably around 10AM when I did so.

I think there was a blonde that was writing on the white board of how much the scholarship I applied for compared to the one I regularly took. I think she even added a stereotype of how much chicken from KFC I can buy with this new scholarship.

What the hell? LOL

Anyway, I manage to get all the files I needed to apply for the other scholarship, but I had to return to the past in order to do so. I was telling these people how I would do so, but they didn’t look like they listened well.

I don’t know how but everything just goes blurry. But I really did start to panic when I first picked the wrong scholarship.

11/18/11

NON-LUCID

I met my Biology professor; he was giving me a piece of paper with some questions on it. I write my answers on a separate piece of college ruled paper. But then I decided I wanted to type the answers instead.

I do so and go back to the professor, and then he gets mad that I typed it and wants the written version. I didn’t understand why he was being picky, but I decided to go to another staff member to convince him to accept it. After a while the professor accepts it, but he goes on a fit on how kids these days want to finish things the easy way.

Then I’m behind a car I believe and I see this Asian friend of mine who was in the top ten of the High School I attended before college outside with some other group of people. I see a number with a “91” near her or on top of her head. I couldn’t recall how it was being manifested, but it looked like a white medium with the number in ink. She was coming my way, but she didn’t know I was there. She goes into the car…but that’s all I remember.

No Car

I had a car. I was listening to something on the radio, then it became the Silver Sun Pickups. I heard the lyric and kind of the tune. That is good for me in my dreams.

I was having some trouble with the car and it became my daughter's bicycle, low tire and all. I was having trouble rolling. Someone mentioned Jerry Bell (?). I said to them that my Dad had played (harmonica) with Jerry Bell. Everyone at this point was on a bicycle.

I started riding on, then I was going down the street without a mode of transportation, but I was cruising down the street. This was really weird. I was lying down as if on a skateboard on my stomach, but there was no skateboard. I wasn't so much levitating, but rather the tips of my toes were keeping me up, or my left hand was, while I used my right to push the road back, propelling myself forward. I was moving pretty well, but up a hill I slowed down and had to stand up, just as I would have to with a skateboard, though again, I didn't have one. I knew it was strange in my dream, but I didn't question it either.

No Boat

I was floating, bobbing in the ocean. I didn't need to exert any energy; I just floated. Other's were in the ocean also, bobbing along.

I was concerned about sharks, so I asked a guy if there was a code among us (floaters). The guy didn't understand what I was asking, so I said, "Is there a word I shouldn't say?" I thought maybe nobody wanted to say the word "shark" as it was bad luck.

The guy figured out what I was talking about and said, "You need to use that phone over there." Then it was like a pool where I could get out a man-made edge and go over to a yellow phone that hung on the wall.

The End

11/17/11

NON-LUCID


I dreaming I was in the lunch line and some dude behind looked familiar. He was a kid who insulted me in High School Middle School. As I’m waiting to get my food, this lady gives me a large pancake with a large chicken tender. She’s giving everyone else small amounts except for me.

Then I had another dream where my parents and I was standing up and I was going to get some ice-cream. My father looks at me weirdly. Then some evil music started to play, so I sat that and decided to get something else. But the music played after like 5 seconds.

Then I meet my Art teacher from Cy lakes, she’s wondering what’s wrong with me, but I just keep walking. She’s surprised for me not responding and is just standing there confused.

Hey guys,

This is my first DJ entry. In attempt to eventually reach lucid dreaming and after reading a lot here, I found I'm going to have to be able to remember my dreams consistently. So to do so, I implemented this on the side of my bed:


Now I previously have VERY rarely remembered anything from my dreams. Last night however, after saying "I will awake from my dreams and completely remember them" over and over to myself and also having my DreamJournal.txt on my desktop on my PC next to my bed, I found myself waking up twice in the night and typing into this text file. So here goes:

Dream 1:
I was in what appeared to be an airport waiting room with my Dad's best mate Tim and my Aunty R--- (both of whom live in England, I live in Australia. I immigrated when I was younger). The only other thing I remember from this is that I was eating a rather large cake that had LOADS of Smarties in it.

Dream 2:
I was in the room of one of the tripplets I went to high school with (I've not spoken to any of them in person in about 5 years) and J--- was talking about her new boyfriend who was a writer for a magazine. Her brother D--- was making fun of this and I was laughing along too. J--- was wearing a white T-shirt with some writing on it and she had lots of make-up on. D--- had straight, long-ish hair and was wearing a headband.

I think this is a step forward from not being able to remember anything at all

Thanks for reading guys. Any feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

Until next time,
Oblique

My dream was last night stared off with me looking into my daughter throat with a torch so I could see properly. For some reason (this part makes no sense) from looking into her throat I could see her ear cavities but I was only looking at her right side and I saw these grose little white worm with black head they kind of moved like catapillers though...so I'm not 100% sure if they were worms or cattapillars. The first time I looked there were heaps of them I then went back for a second look and only saw one. In my dream my daughter kept putting her fingers in her ears like they were irritating her. The dream made me feel incredibly sick and like a bad mum for not knowing about them earlier so that I could fix the problem earlier.

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So I was like at school, and like I was in the parking lot of like my old school. But it was like my school ya know
So I like saw the skaters/stoners from my school walking to the school from across the parking lot, so I like walked up to them. This chick was with them too ya know. So we were like talking and I said like "remember that time I was high?" and they were like "we don't know every time you're high man" so I like still walked with them and like almost flushed my jacket down the toilet. It like didn't tho man.

Two nonlucids last night.

1. I was sitting in a hotel room-esque room. I was with my 8 year old cousin, some woman, and a kid that was maybe 4 or 5 years old. The room was maybe 10x10x8 feet.
My little cousin asks us if we want to see something cool, and we say, "Sure," though I feel some sort of impending danger mixed with curiosity. He tells us to turn off the lights and we do. The little boy, being a little kid, is afraid of the dark and has a flashlight. My cousin is getting very angry at him and yells at him to turn off the light. I go to him and say,
"Don't worry, there's no monsters. Can you turn off the light for me?"
He turns off the light and I hear some really fucked up growling coming from where my cousin was. I grab the light and turn it back on, and see a troll-looking thing where my cousin was sitting. (It looked kinda like a Bullsquid from Half-Life, but with arms and standing upright) I feel a burning on the right half of my body (more specifically, my ribs) (as it was a dream, it didn't hurt, I just sorta knew it was burning) and the flashlight breaks. The troll thing breaks through the door, letting light from the hallway in. I see that the woman has been stripped down to nothing but her skeleton in less than a second, and the boy is horribly burned, as if he had fallen in acid.
I sit on the chair where my cousin was originally for a few moments and then a group of four people run in. They say something (I forgot) and bandage me. The dream skips forward and now I'm in front of my grandmother's house (my cousin practically lives there because his Xbox is there). I walk in through the door and I see my grandparents watching TV as usual, with my little cousin sitting on the couch. He looks at me with a surprised, almost scared expression on his face at first, but then he gets a big grin and says,
"Hey, Chris."
Anger surges through me as I grab his leg and fling him across the room. The dream ends.
2. I'm in a semi-barricaded house. I remember something about a zombie infection and the group I was with were the only people who knew about it, and everybody we told wouldn't believe us. We were barricading some house in preparation. The dream skips forward and we're in some dark corridors. I guess we went to a bunker or something. We're all unarmed save for a few glowsticks which only let us just barely see two or three feet in front of us. I can hear zombies growling all around us. We make it to the end of the corridor, and there is a door. As one of the members of the group starts to pick the lock, my glowstick dies. Another guy hands me a magazine looking thing with a picture of a glowstick on it. I push down on the glowstick and it lights up (cool). I hear zombies start running at us. I grab a rake (?)that was next to me (as I said, we were unarmed at that point) and start fending off the zombies. They unlock the armory and in the confusion, a zombie bites me. They come out with guns and kill the remaining zombies. I tell them to kill me, and they do.
The dream doesn't end there, though. I end up looking at a computer screen with a wall of text that I can't remember. I'm not looking at the screen, though, it's as if I'm in it and my world is the desktop of the computer. I can move the cursor as if I had a mouse in my nonexistent hand. I remember thinking something like,
"Huh. So this is what happens after death. Not what I was hoping for (a DMT trip that seems to last for eternity that puts me in pretty much an infinite lucid dream which I'll talk about more if somebody wants me to), but better than nothing."
The dream skips forward and now I'm in a field. There's a nice mountain range and lake. I feel and hear some banging and look behind me. There's a colossal giant, easily 200 feet tall, running at me. I wake up.