I had a lucid dream last night, and the reason I became lucid was because I found someone last night, and I was pretty sure it was someone we were trying to share a dream with. Unfortunately, I had a false awakening after, during which I wrote down all of the details of the LD, so now I don't remember anything. I was in NYC with Pete Simmons and Rosie O'Donnell. I am in this TV Show called Blue Mountain State, and we were in a classroom. I was sitting at a table, and there were 6 other girls at this table as well. We got a test, and had to finish it. I finished it really fast. This blonde girl sitting next to me told me that she had to make out with me, that she had to feel me on her. She told me she would be waiting outside. All the other girls scoffed, calling her a slut, among other things. I was talking to the other girls when a girl came back and said the blonde had left by boat. I went out into the hall, and called out to her. She had just came back, and was preparing something to say when she would come into the room. It was really awkward. I thought to myself, "Hell, It's a dream, why not make the best of it?" So I pinned her against the wall, and had some intense sex. God it was fun.
relax dude everybody has crazy errotic dreams you should see mine it doesn`t mean that you want to f*ck your mom, that`s a wierd guys theory who was a crack addict, yep Freud was a cocaine addict and suffered from OCD and most of the psychology today is based on his imbecilities History House: Freud and Cocaine -- The Deal it suggests you want a sexual partner, that can give you emotional comfort just like your mother, a feminine woman, a nurturing women most men prefer that, I do too I just go nuts for a cute woman, that can comfort me emotionally and I can just f*ck the sh*t out of her if you want to read about crazy wierd sexual dreams, that involve black octopusses with penises on their tentacles, S&M, dogs, a postman and Jesus Christ all in the same environment at the same time, then I suggest you this book, which is filled, with womens sexual fantasies your craziest Lucid Dream is chicken bollocks compared to this stuff wiki article: My Secret Garden - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia the book itself Nancy Friday - My Secret Garden (Women'S Sexual Fantasies) ummmm are you 18 by the way? if not, well don`t read the book pls
sleeping to much can get you tired, that`s a paradox but that`s reality on the other hand, our subconcsious tends to help, protect or sabotage our life it might be that you don`t really like the thing you are studying, it doesn`t get you excited and you don`t have any general idea what you are going to do after you finish, so your deeper mind tries to protect you and that`s the only thing it can do at this time, pull you back from the world people who hate their jobs become depressed, that`s a protection mechanism telling them "this sh*t just isn`t for you, I make you feel miserable, so you will go and find something else" but some people are too smart for their own good nope, not trolling, talking from experience I had a bunch of jobs, I hated all of them, I just couldn`t wake up in the morning and make myself go there, slept over 10 hours still was tired I hated university too and slept a lot, but in my case it envolved partying and drinking almost daily so there is no undermotivated person, it`s more like you don`t really give a rats ass about your goal, regardless of what you tell to others or yourself about it the main message is at 5:24 minutes ... feel free to watch the rest if you like it ps: if you ever wondered what creepy means, that`s that reasercher guy in the video
The previous night I ate 2 hard boiled eggs, nutella/toast/banana sandwich, tum, and melatonin. The family was browsing for a gift for Haraboji. It was his birthday. We went in this korean restaraunt in Seattle that we've visited before, and I knew not to get the*Jajangmyeon because it was 7.99, but the 4.99 BiBamBap, but we werent at Hmart.* Later on in Seattle, I saw this one person who could control weather claim that "oh, there once was a weather storm in seattle, and it looked just like this:". I then got a birds-eye view of this, and the entire city was being flooded with water. I was just expecting it be small waves. I then ended up on a beach with a peer(still in Seattle). There were animals everywhere, and I think that there was a boat that I stopped, so that the fish can be given to the seals. As we were looking at the seals, my mom said "you know, the orcas are just going to get to them" and I rolled my eyes. We then walked down the beach and I saw a really big tame bear. Past that bear in the water was a photobooth. I went outside and before my sister could pull out money, I quickly pulled out a dollar. The glossy pictures were $3 more, but I went for the cheaper one. The photobooth was pirate themed. -- wbtb attempt @ 4:50 I was in the school bus with Krystal, I guess that someone around us was being rather annoying. I got off at the stop she got off at, which was the one on the way to the beach.* *I was at school when I just remembered that I needed to change my class schedule. I believe Krystal was with me the entire time. I went to the office and peered in the window but no one was there. I went to the counselors office, where they normally change it and the only person there was the fickle purple lady. I asked her if I could get my schedule, and it was the first day of school. She was being so frustrating to deal with, that fat lady from middle school walked up and said "you know if you have a problem, I'll go print out your schedule for you" and then she walked away. I yelled out to her, "WHAT?!" on the top of my lungs and and repeated herself as I followed. She went down the English hall and I saw a bunch of teachers that I have NEVER seen before. Then I just realized that any teacher could print out my schedule, so I'll go to Mr. Rices class. I was there in a flash, and saw that the portable were moved. I had to climb UP to one and as O saw the entrance to his class, a bunch of kids were playing around with the floor passage to the room. I was extremely afraid of heights at this point, so when the floor began to break I ran inside crying. Some dumb ass asian/pacific islander had an ugly ass face while she was looking at me. I saw Emilee and she told me to stay, but I had to go.*
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I was at my old high school and one of my favorite teachers (that I was never got to be in his class) was teaching me and a class full of students how to poke a spot on your hand to paralyze it. Most students were able to do it but no matter how many times I try I just couldn't. The bell ring but he pretty much told me to talk to him with body language. He told me that I may just like the exp to do it. The fastest way to gain exp is by being in a party. Why me no lucid? Anyway the next thing I know is that I am following a guy around in my school just randomly walking. I believe we were holding hands as it may be the only way we could have stay connected or something. We were using like IRC chat with our minds. #chat is what we was using as the channel. After a while he say a girl and let her join. They was in #live but I somehow knew this. I was start getting annoyed that I was getting no exp because he was in love. My dream became like a bad video tape at this point, ton of skips. The girl was gone and in the #live channel there was a message basically saying the guy brought the whole freaking channel. Skips... (This part play as a movie...Not even I have any clue on what is going on until it have happen.) I now have to take care of an evil woman teacher carrying a cart full of donuts and cakes. I took a donut while we going like 50 miles per hour. She must not reach a classroom or something (lol no clue) bad will happen. Backing up some that was just a clone of me and the teacher seem to be the kid from before just portraying as the teacher. They were in a bubble that loop the hallways like a random dungeon generator making it a little different each time. It seem like I created the bubble and the real teacher with her cart was beside of me. I took a donut and took like two bites from it and she just smack it down...It landed icing up but it was the school hallways...I told her "I was going to finish that." What the hell was I on that night?
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(non-lucid notes) I don't remember the first dream, but it had something to do with minecraft. I woke up for a few minutes, then fell asleep again. [COLOR="black']There was a girl waiting in a small room, and she was holding a handgun. The door opened, and led into a much larger room. She tried to go through very quietly, and looked into the window of the next room. There were zombies and headcrabs, most of them were hiding behind boxes. She paniked and her eyes turned white, then she just walked through the room and the zombies ignored her. There was a hallway, and flames shot out of the side when she walked past. She also somehow ignored the flames, and didn't catch on fire. The final door led to an icy room with two tracks and two sleds. One of them was a toboggan, and the other was a blue sled with metal runners. She said something about the toboggan being unstable, and went down the track in the blue sled. Below the track was a pit filled with zombies, so I guess it was important not to fall off. She dropped someth9ing important into the pit, then the dream faded away. ~~ I was in the yard of a house I have never seen before, with my two brothers and someone I haven't seen before. I can't remember most of the details, but my brother kept trying to dissect a caterpillar and I didn't want him to.n A few minutes before I woke up, I saw my cat laying in the grass. I walked to him and I woke up.
August 1 Went to bed 1:30 Goals: MILd, WILD, Stabilize 5:40 playing magic against bro 7:OO I just rem going to school on the last day. I have my final project in my hand its on a poster board. When i had looked at it earlyier in the dream the thing i notice is a sketch of like a martian or something on it. I walk into the room with a gold color pencil i plan to use to color it, in the dream i do worry about only having one color. The teacher is my us history 1 teacher. The class starts talking to him about something but i cant rem 8:30 Just rem there being a lot of dudes with pointy hats. Something keeps coming to them in the air, im thinking a soccer ball and they avoid using their heads to get it. 8:42 I rem being in my living room looking at magic cards, there is a random dc and i think he is playing against another one, i go to the fish tank and i think i have play counters, i drop it or perhaps something elsem the one dc says something rudely to me about dropping it. 9:03 I rem playing soccer at pease, we had michael p in goal and david center mid, I rem david hogging the ball alot, at first im not really playing a position but instead standing with a random female dc off to the side. Later the coach comes up to us and says she loves our positioning. At this point i really start playing, i start making runs and trying to take the ball, i rem now the female dc was jessica, i rem once when she gets the ball and drops it to me, we are both playing on the line. I rem david getting the ball and just hogging it, he tries to cut past some chick, she looks a bit strange with wild curly hair, strange teeth, and an orange jersey. She takes the ball from him. Somehow we get the ball back, i rem making a run but the ball is kicked too far ahead. I rem focusing on improving my sprint speed and really digging into the ground as the ball goes over my head and out of play, it rolls down a hill, i run past the person defending me and keep up my momentum, running quickly all the way to the ball. I rem noticing how much stamina i had as none of this was making me tired. I throw the ball to the other team and work on my sprint again, i really feel the muscles in my legs pushing against the ground. When i get back on field something pops up into my vision saying, bewar the horrors of michale, in the dream i knew it meant that michael was going to get a serious injury and it would be pretty gross to see, i rem thinking like oh shit too bad michale, dont rem much else. *I rem being in the dessert but its really dark, there are others there too, i think one is my enemy, we are spread out and its too dark to see each other, i go up to a dimly lit wall and see my sister walking on it. I have a memory of being back in my house talking to my sister about this dream, she describes to me a similar dream and we start considering if we shared a dream. August 2 Went to bed 12:30 Goals: MILD, WILD, Stabilize 6:24 I rem being outside at school with a random female dc, some dude is riding around on a bike, he looks abit younger than everyone else, has a white shirt. Some other female dc tells the one i am talking to that he likes her, he gets nervous and rides away really fast. I point this out and show the dc how he rode away. At some point i go inside, i rem somehow i get to a section, there are glass walls and doors seperating it, there is also a security guard just standing there, it looks kind of like a bank, i go inside, the guard looks at me like i shouldnt be ther e but doesnt say anything. I walk in and look around, i notice it looks like a big classroom and there are kids sitting at tables with computers, then i begin to hear lots of chatter and i realize they all have phones and are taking calls. Itsl like a call center. I just rem wondering what this is doing in the school
I attempted to try the WBTB technique, but failed when someone decided to txt me at 3:30am...then not being able to fall asleep again for awhile...woke up to be extremely disappointed i was unable to recall a dream until just recently. VIDEO GAMES: I was in my apartment when I was residing in CT; rummaging through my attic crawl space. I find a plastic ziplock bag with gamecube controllers in it. Not long after I find all my old video game systems, controllers, and games. I recall my PS2 with the Jack and Daxter series, finding another zip lock with PS2 controllers, and the feeling of nostalgia. DREAM SIGNS: I do not live in CT anymore, I do not own my PS2 or Gamecube anymore
We were doing something about.... something. i have no idea what it was. It was at my school. My bro and mom was there I was walking down the hallway with them to see some show going on outside. I went outside and some fashion show was coming :/ yaaay ://// Soon i went back upstairs and someone i hate was walking next to me. For dream journal purposes, we will call him bob he was walking next to me telling me he wants to kick my ass :/ so i punched him in the stomach and he didnt even flinch . Soon we continued walking and he kicked me and stuff. I dont remember the rest.
So i sleept i had few dreams it was in cyprus i dont remember em that good o..i rememebr playing football with homies andrapping cus i was allways winning and goal everytime.. then i woke up... and i reminded abT WILD.. so i closed my eyes and i said "now i will SP and close my eyes in SP and imagine my dream.." then i saw a cat on my window and i could control it like saying come back to me etc.. lol so i did that amd joine the LD World.. and i got in FA.. i woke up in my dream and i walked abit around to see if thats dream like i opened the screen of my PC but nothing happened then.. i went to the window back to see outside and it was full of people sitting on the grass cus it was just full summer.. then i look back at my wall .. and i seee my brother.. was like no idea,, we started talking about stuff.. i first ask him wahts up and so then i dont know and then i asked him whats your occupation.. he lied to me.. ofc it was a dream then i told him the true occupation he got. .and he was like WTF, then door opened it self and he was scared ... then i said door close ! it cllosed and he said the same thing and got happy ol.. then.. it was plus 1 more guy in my room dont recognize him but he was weird like.. when i talked about his occupation he brought a POSTER and put it on my wall saying something like "Takling about EX (Occupation) from 1958 or something like that it was aliens poster i liked it.. then i was also like wtf? now what.. cus i was sitting in my bed then i woke up ;D it was kind of coool.
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 Two criminals had escaped from prison. There was a view of only their legs as they got into the back of a silver-grey car. One of the criminals, the leader of the two, seemed to be an amputee. His hands and feet, and possibly even most of his legs, had been cut off. They were bandaged up with clean bandages. The man may also have been really short. He also wore a nice, grey suit. The other criminal was tall and muscular. He may have been dressed in leather pants and a tank top. He may have had long hair and a beard. Now two cops were chasing after the escaped criminals. They had followed the criminals to some abandoned building. The criminals had gone past some chain-link fence and up a stairwell. All around the stairwell was dark. The stairwell was lit with some kind of intense, orange-yellow light. The cops were now trying to push past the chain-link fence. But they were also proceeding cautiously. They weren't sure whether the criminals were waiting up on the steps to shoot down at the cops. One of the two cops got past the chain-link fence. The cop was Latino, a bit heavy-set, though not really overweight. He wore a white tank top and black glasses. His hair was combed back in a wavy style. He may have had a goatee. The cop had his gun drawn. Instead of walking up the steps, he walked under them. The second criminal was now seen hiding in the shadows. It was like I was seeing from the shadows, too, at a distance from both the cop and the criminal. The criminal drew his gun, pulled it high in the air, then slowly leveled it at the cop. The criminal was about to shoot, but the cop saw him and shot first. The cop shot the second criminal a few times. But he was then surprised when another gun shot him in the chest, on his far right side. The cop got shot a number of times. He reeled back against the chain-link fence, which now had a wide hole in it. As the first cop tumbled backward out of the stairwell, the second cop charged in. The second cop looked a lot more clean-cut than the first cop. He wore a dark suit, maybe dark blue. He had coppery skin, short hair, pale eyes, and a square jaw. Right away he tackled the person who had shot the first cop. Behind the fence, the first cop stood, bleeding from his wounds. One or more officers may now have appeared behind the fence to assist the bleeding cop. It seemed like the cop had been mortally wounded. But he kept calling out, in a panicked way, "I'm not gonna die! I'm not gonna die!" The second cop had the first criminal wrestled to the ground. Apparently the first criminal had shot the first cop (how? He didn't have any arms!). The second cop was slamming the first criminal against the ground and even, somehow, had his gun drawn on the criminal. The cop was yelling and the criminal something like, "You killed my friend! Now I'm gonna make you pay! I'm gonna kill you!" The criminal, who was bald and had a kind of thin, sharp, tan face laughed and said, "No you aren't! Every cop tells me they're gonna do that. But nobody ever can. I never get really punished!" The criminal, now captured, was in some room like a medical laboratory. He was being held down in some weird position, probably against a bed, by somebody like the chief of police. He was surrounded by medical people and police officers, all of whom seemed to be jostling the criminal, as if to make him feel bad about what he'd done. But the criminal just kept laughing. Finally a doctor grabbed the criminal's head. He sliced his scalp open from front to back, along the center. He did it in such a way as to hurt the criminal, but the criminal just kept laughing, as if he didn't even care. The criminal's scalp was now pulle away from his skin. The doctor now sawed into the criminal's skull, splitting it in the same way as he had cut the scalp. But the criminal was still laughing. The doctor then hacked open the criminal's brain, right along the center. The brain looked dry, bloodless, like just some solid, white, kind of fatty mass. The doctor reached either his hands or some tweezers down toward the base of the split section of the brain. From the right side, very near the cleft, the doctor pulled up a yellowy, plasticky-looking section of brain, almost rectangular, about 2cm tall and .75cm wide. The doctor, and maybe other people, seemed to think that this was just "yet another" piece of brain that they'd had to pull out of this criminal's head. Dream #2 I was sitting in a small apartment. I may have been sitting on a couch, but I may also have been sitting on a coffee table. It was daytime, and the room was lit with greyish-green light coming in through the curtained windows. The room seemed to be full of boxes. I had ordered something, and I had been waiting for it for just a little bit longer than I'd wanted to wait. But just as I was thinking of calling the store I'd ordered from and asking about my delivery, a delivery man rushed into my house. He kind of scared me. I did't expect anybody to just rush into my place. The man was tall and white, kind of strong-looking, very pale, with pale, blue eyes. He seemed to have a shaved head, but he wore a baseball cap, maybe red. He wore dark clothes, almost like an Adidas track suit. He carried a white plastic bag in his hands. It held my stuff for delivery. It looked like the stuff inside was white styrofoam, like for take-out meals. I now had the bag. I looked inside. I'd apparently ordered two or three Asian DVDs of some sort. One may have had a cartoon panda on the front. There was some other merchandise in the bag that I don't remember. The man told me, "The movies are due back in two days. For the rest, you'll be charged..." The man continued talking. But I didn't quite hear him. I'd been surprised. The DVDs were due back? I thought I'd bought them. But now it made sense to me. I'd rented the DVDs, or checked them out, like from a library. The man seemed to be a little eager to leave. As he had been talking, he had slowly come to recognize how full of boxes my place was. Something about this seemed to freak him out. He no longer wanted to be here. He finished up his speech really fast, but almost automatically, as if he didn't want to betray how freaked out he was. I had gathered from what the man had said that I owed the company something like $22. I pulled out my wallet. I had something like $21. I told the man I could give him $21 now and pay the company the rest when I returned the movies. I knew this was more than I had to pay right now, since I didn't have to pay for any of the movies until I returned them. So, somehow, that meant I only had to pay $20 right now. But, even as I'd offered the man the money, he was already back out the door and into the hallway. He called back to me, as I walked up to the door, "No, don't worry about it. You'll just be charged for it all on credit." I thought that was both convenient and a little bit of a pain. I didn't really want to have stuff charged to my card. There was another white kid in the hallway. He wore a thick, yellow sweater with a black logo on it and big, baggy, green pants. He had black hair which swept down over his eyes. The boy had seen how freaked out the first man had been by my place. So he now looked inside. He seemed to be interested in something. I was a little freaked out by the kid's gaze, so I turned around and walked back into my place, trying to look, to the kid, like I hadn't seen him looking into my apartment. I looked at all my boxes. I wondered if the kid had thought there was something here he'd like to steal. I walked farther back into my apartment, into my bedroom. This room was full of boxes, too. I thought, No wonder people get weirded out by my place. It's full of boxes. It looks like I've never moved in. But I never feel comfortable anywhere. If I could finally feel comfortable somewhere, I'd unpack my boxes. Then it would look like I actually live here.
I was in Bacolod City. I decided to drive a motorcycle home to Manapla. I passed by Talisay City and started getting scared of robbers. I saw a place where there are a lot of people gathering. I decided to stop by and check what's going on. I saw Ms Tanya Lopez there. I asked what's going on. I think she responded "nothing." I thought then that it was the call center area. I recall a holy white demon, with white, scaly armor, throwing stuff/people. It was going to do something 3 times and then something awful is going to happen. I threatened it that I will jump on the street if it tries to do that. I did, and I became aware of my body. Mood: hazy, unclear
because people think like this: "Now I am awake ... Now I am at sleep" better question "Am I???" they forget that most of the reality they experience on a daily basis is not solid, it`s littered with their expectations and biases example: If you hate money, and there`s a 100$ bill in front of you, whether you believe me or not, you will not see it or if you see it, you`ll not pick it up out of pride or some other masked negative emotion ... some researcher guys did an experiment on this, while combining this question with a positive/negative perspective of the people on the other hand, I have this theory that Right-brained people are far more likely to become Lucid Dreamers, then Left-brained people I mean by that, they focus more on that hemisphere left-brained: engineer, doctor, anything tehnical, business guy, stock broker right-brained: actor, musician, graphic designer/painter, somebody who is extremely good at people and allways was and never learned that from anywhere so just check out the link here: http://controlmind.info/human-brain/...rain-functions and notice stuff on the list like: • Prefer visual instructions with examples • Follow Eastern thought • Like to read fantasy and mystery stories • Like to write fiction • Fun to dream about things that will probably never happen • Enjoy making up own drawings and images • Enjoy creative storytelling • Prefer to learn through free exploration • Good at recalling spatial imagery • Solve problems intuitively • Dreamer • philosophical so if you are a tehnical guy, you should be focusing more on right brain activity and that might get you better results so try this test to see it http://www.wherecreativitygoestoscho...ht/rb_test.htm I am even, that means I use both, most of you are probably left-brained and exercised the other hemisphere wit this stuff, because a right-brain individual would abhor an only text based environments
warning this topic can and will be considered offensive by some of you so is it possible that the religious visionary guys, from shamans to prophets were actually natural lucid dreamers? religious texts are full with archetypal stuff and you meet most of those while you are dreaming Dream interpretation - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia watch and listen to this guy, talking about his laptop telling him it`s God and turning into a heart burning with a purple flame talking ,burning bushes, anyone? a rephrase: are we f*cking m0r0ns for killing each other over hallucinations, that can be induced into every human being with the right tehnique? just a thought, please don`t shoot me, I am a monkey in the forrest, who recently learned how to type at computers, you don`t shoot monkeys, that`s unhuman, right?!
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