so this was the first time i tried the WILD technique. didnt really work but i do somewhat remember my dream witch is unusual in the first place. it started off with me running down a gravel road chasing a van with the back doors open. i know the place. it was the same road that led to the place my dad worked when i was growing up. its lined with trees and the hudson river runs on the left side. my dad was driving the van with my brother riding shotgun. two other people were in the van but the only way i could describe them were as non cartoon versions of haley and jeff from American Dad. the inside of the van was covered in blood, but it didnt faze me. instead i jumped in the back of the van and sat down like everything was normal.i think the person resembling jeff fell out the back of the van then it gets hazy next i find myself in a basement with a pool table. i was alone with crazy lady ( shes an old lady that always stands by the road and screams at traffic ) who was trying to sink 9 balls with 9 shots. if she succeeded she would win something but i cant remember what. two other people came down into the basement to talk to me. it was Jesse, a girl i knew in high school. always had a crush on her and even got a chance, but i blew it. cant remember any more of this part final place i remember being was outside a parliament building in France, Jesse was still there but we got separated and i found myself inside a conference room. well dressed french people started filing in so i immediately sat down so as not to make a scene. but oddly, no one else was sitting. music starts playing and in walks the king of france. suddenly i realize that his seat is right next to mine and im the only one not standing for him. i hurriedly stand up and tried to blend in with the others but its too late. his bodyguard spots me and escorts me out while i try to explain myself. * i wake up .
(5/14/11) First of all, when I first woke up I remembered sooo much more of this dream. Unfortunately I was too lazy to get up and take notes on it like I usually try to do and by the time I got out of bed a lot of it was gone =/ Here is whats left: This dream started out inside a memory belonging to dream-me (it was playing like a movie). The memory was showing that years ago a boy in England (not sure if dream-me had a personal connection to him) was touring a haunted castle. He slid away a hidden bookshelf and... **At this point I didn’t actually see anything else, but he was apparently attacked, sexually assaulted, and killed by a ghost** My friends and I were discussing traveling to England to solve the mystery of exactly what happened to him. **There was a lot between this part and the next part but I only remember vague details like we were at a hotel arguing and we were in a really big British cab thing to get to the castle** When we got to the room where the kid had pulled open the bookcase and let out the ghost, someone noticed something under the corner of the carpet. We pulled it up to find an object. We kept pulling and found that all around the edges of the carpet there were hundreds of things stashed. (Really cant remember what they were but they had significance. They proved that the ghost was an old teacher at the school which apparently used to be in the haunted castle and that he frequently sexually abused his male students.) When we were tearing up the carpet which was held down by staples I remember pricking my finger a few times on the staples and kinda feeling the pain I think. At this point my like 10 friends that were there with me (I only remember one to be a kid named Phil G that I dated a looong time ago in highschool) decided they were done for the day and wanted to leave but I kept insisting I would not leave until the mystery was solved. I talked with them a bit about how to get a cab back to the hotel and they gave me the phone number then left. I remember worrying briefly if I would have the money for it. After my friends left I walked down the stairs at the other end of the room to take a break from searching. I walked into some sort of cafeteria. It was a small room with castle-like stone walls, a low ceiling, and stone pillars throughout. There were people at small tables on one end of the room all facing a make-shift stage sort of thing where a young boy (13-16 years) was reading poetry. I saw, to my disgust that in the front row of tables was the “ghost” that I was looking for but he was still alive! (the ghost looked exactly like Harry's fat uncle in the Harry Potter movies). He was creeping me out so much with the way he was watching the boy on stage that I had to leave. I stormed back upstairs. The carpet was now fixed and there was a long table filled with dirty dishes (as if many people had just eaten there). My dream-self didn't notice though and I simply began to clear off the table as if I was a waitress, bringing the plates over to another little side table and stacking them while I thought about the implications of the “ghost” not being dead.
Woke up feeling pist.............. It starts off, I'm in a class room and these kids are talking shit about me and harassing me. I couldn't take it anymore so I blew up at them and i started to fight this one guy. As we started fighting the teacher called down to the office for help. I was getting mad at the teacher because I was the good guy not the bad guy. I was only defending myself and all of a sudden the people from the office come and take me away when I'm the good guy. So I'm all upset because i get taken away and the other kid stayed in class. Then I woke up feeling really angry and pist off.
I went outside to the porch and I saw my dad and 2 of his friends reading books. I dont remember much detail. They where sitting on the benches placed outside, they had thire feet on a table. I sat down next to my dad on the bench. Then dad told me the object of the game was reading while having my feet on the table as long as possible. I then got the mental immage of my feet on a red exercise machine that wasn't the table. The dream ended. I must read to much.
My parrents and I where at my grand fathers house dinning room. There where severeal platters of giant turkeys on the dark colored elegantly carved table. The dream ended.
Weird vivid dream Well what i remember i sleeped and i wanted to DILD LD didnt success so continued vivid dreaming and i was in work and there were few girls they wanted to blow me all the time i dont remember wht happened then there was 1 DOG small dog annoying me all the time i mean he comes to my face and licks me k thats normal but all the time i was like damn thats my new dream sign then i changed dream i went to school or what it was and there was everyone .. i mean 2 Brothers of my dad i wanted to steal him 1 ciggaret and the pack of marlboro broken he fixed it with making small holes in the pack and putting smoething insde. so then theree were alot of friends ... i knew that place is in germany where i live near the underground station so then i see someone coming with car "Guess who is it?" Damn JUSTIN BIEBER ?!?!? and i see everyone running on him even 2pac , even Bob marley ,, i was like wtf fuck him i left and went back to my school place cus i hided the ciggaret and the doors were closed so i knock there and it was 1 DeathRaw member and told him give my ciggaret pls so he searched he gave me then i see 2 BUS. 1 BUS FULL FULL Fans of Justin bieber and 2ND not that full and justin bieber moving damn ,, i wanted to join the 2nd bus and do something funny lol , both busses gone so i was late then i saw a Girl that i know and and i saw also bob marley coming from toilet i went near there i said so let me light my ciggaret and go to the toilet , so i did and i woke up. thats alll
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 Two women were side, by side, embracing each other at the waist. The women were either soap opera stars or movie stars. They were probably having their pictures taken by the press. They were in the middle of a huge crowd, probably at some kind of really classy party. Both women looked glamorous, with tan skin and long, black hair parted on top and pulled back. One of them may have had long eyelashes. Both women wore shoulderless, black dresses. One of the dresses may actually have cornered up at one shoulder. One dress had feathers or leaf-like designs on the front. Either one or both of the girls may have been wearing a big, diamond pendant or necklace. Dream #2 A commercial or an infomercial. A middle-aged Elizabeth Taylor, possibly wearing a kind of shimmery, blue and silver dress (or a dark blue, velvet dress?) stood in a chest-up shot, addressing the camera. Taylor's chest was decorated with a few big (6 or 7 cm) diamond pins and pendants, in a kind of random fashion. Taylor was talking about how beautiful her diamonds were and how she wasn't ashamed about living with such extravagance. Taylor said, "But now you, too, can look like you live as glamorously as I do, with new fake diamonds. These diamonds look just like my diamonds do. Why look!" A kind of short, bald, skinny, white man with a thin mustache and wearing a tuxedo walked up to Taylor. The man was probably a butler. He held a framed backing of blue velvet, against which were set a selection of huge pins and pendants, like the ones Taylor wore. The idea was, apparently, that Taylor was going to compare her diamonds to the fake diamonds on the display. Taylor continued some kind of speech before the butler interrupted her. The butler cleared his throat and told Taylor that he was holding the real diamonds, and that Taylor was wearing the fake ones. Taylor gave a look of surprise to the camera, as if to say, "Incredible! Even I can't tell the difference!"
Updated 05-14-2011 at 01:49 PM by 37466 (added last sentence in paragraph about butler)
Very short dream. I was at my parents home, and I'm sleeping, when one of my friends from school knocks on my window. He wants in because he has something to tell me. I let him in, and then I don't remember the rest. Jacob.
I attempted WILD, but after turning my alarm off, I just jump back into bed and fall asleep. I need to find a way to stop myself from going back to sleep automatically; maybe set two alarms? I remember one of my dreams involved being in school, in a large, concert-like auditorium. There were chairs seated in rows, and I was trying to get by a Latino couple at the end of one of the rows. The space was really tight, but the girl decided to try to trip me by moving her legs in front of mine and the boy followed suit. they both started laughing, and saying stuff in Spanish I couldn't understand, and no matter how hard I tried to get past them, they kept me there, moving my legs around in a stomping motion to try to get them off of me. Someone apparently saw the commotion, and called either security or an administrator over to us. The administrator thought I was attacking the couple and once they both saw he had come over, they acted like it too. I don't remember my punishment, but for some reason, my group of friends included Varg Vikernes of Burzum. I would think this to be a Dream Sign, being he is a famous person, and I do not know him personally, but I didn't pick up on it; I just accepted that I know Varg and we talked about how much bullshit it was that I got in trouble. I remember later finding the Latino boy's Tumblr (blogging website) and he had a lot to say about the incident. The second dream I remember had something to do with my dad and I going fishing. I think I remember a jetski, and I remember on the way back, some kid had a 5 string guitar which used to be John Petrucci's (Dream Theater). He had it tuned in some weird ass way that isn't standard for music at all like A#D#F#BE or something. Anyway he handed it to me and i just played open strings and it soudned like a Dream Theater song which was cool I guess. Nothing was completely out of the ordinary in these dreams, besides Varg being in my group of friends, and I wasn't able to pick up on it.
Updated 06-01-2011 at 01:18 PM by 47214
5/14: I really don't like when these dreams sneak up on me, but it's OK. This kinda felt like the "Jotaro Kujo" dream four months ago (the last time I wrote here, I had a beige, plain-Jane, boring hard drive running Windows 2000 and it was too slow and every card in the machine failed. Now, I'm using a hard drive running Windows XP--working sound and graphics card and all), except this time it showed me the what the mega-corporation I created in both series, SpiraTech (for 2 writing projects, the Supercar and Insert Coin series) was up to, and it was no good, as always. I was in this office that looked like a hospital and some of SpiraTech Industries' core members were talking about this project they were working on, bearing a striking resemblance to (you guessed it) James Lafferty. All they had to do was log on to a computer operating Windows XP/Vista/7 using Internet Explorer/Mozilla Firefox/Opera/Safari, etc., Google him and read all about him on certain websites--which means SpiraTech did their homework, but that's about as far as it got. In the two series, SpiraTech's main goal--like most villains--is world domination in the world of cars and racing (Supercar) and video gaming (Insert Coin), by doing secret projects to beat the world's best competitors, usually in the form of humans and cars--but most of them on the Supercar side of things backfire on them. They'll also resort to low blows like setting up heists to steal things that are important in history like a Ford Model T or a Spacewar arcade machine. As much as I'd like to see my 3 writing projects (Supercar, Insert Coin, Education Lane) become TV shows--the second an animated series with 16 to 32-bit Super Nintendo and SEGA Genesis/32x graphics (like G4's Code Monkeys did with 8-bit graphics) and the third a sitcom about teachers, I've still got some work to do, so it may be a while (and I have to find a publisher!). Maybe this dream told me to get to work and stop wasting time. For me, getting ideas are sometimes easy while others difficult. I just need to get more organized, that's all.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Good morning! Not only is my recall going down, but I managed to miss getting Lucid again while RC'ing. I'm pissed. 01.00: Sleep 07.00: WBTB 15 minutes 07.00: Pool I'm with my friend Jesper and his family in a big pool. We swim around and do whatever. My sister's friend has apparently lost most of her keys and we try to find it. I find several keychains and small shiny objects she had on her key chain. We get out of the pool to go buy some beer. There's a small store nearby and we enter it. I look for beer at the back and find a few cans. A foreign guy walks up to me as I'm trying to find more and tells me he needs beer. Apparently because I haven't decided what I'm supposed to get, he can just take whatever I have taken. He takes my three beers and I'm left with weak beer. I spot an old classmate. "Hey man, can I buy some beer off of you?" he smiles and shakes his head. God damnit. I realise there's one more person who has beer. It's Ove from the series "Solsidan". We get out of the store and walk into his house. He's at the neighbours so we are free to search his home. I see a case of beer above his stove and spice cabinet. I spot a bottle of "Lucid Dreamer" pills. I accidentaly make them fall and have to put them back again. "Hurry up he's coming back soon" Jesper tells me. I arrange the bottles, but I can't remember exactly how they were before. He's definitely going to notice something's off. 12.00: Fragment *I'm about to be executed for something. It's going to happen the next day and I think about how it would feel to either get your head chopped off or get a lethal injection. "There's no way I can do this" I tell Monica. "I'm going to escape and I'd rather kill myself than letting anyone else kill me" I say. She looks worried. 12.00: Be more critical! I'm at a dock with another guy. We're about to go fishing but he tells me there's something wrong with his boat. "The one just outside of Africa's coast, I have to fix the box. The other people were drunk" he tells me. Whatever that means. "Alright man, I'll wait here" I tell him and check the worms, they are still alive and well. I spot a table and head over there. Three coworkers are there. I sit down and is handed a blank paper. It's a test in English and Maths, but I haven't studied. I write down some random equations and try to think of the words we were supposed to do, but I haven't even seen them once. After a while I scramble the paper in frustration. "What's one single F going to do? I've got A's in all the other ones" I tell them. "Why didn't you study?" Björn asks me. "Well, I did before, alot, but I guess that was a week ago" I say. Two large boats arrive and dock. Loads of people get out, mostly graduate students. "Oh cool, look at that" I say and point. There are several nice looking ones, it looks like they aren't wearing enough clothes. A bunch of Asian girls eye me and giggle. I get up and head into a house further up the hill. My friend G's there and he's playing Pokemon. I watch for a while as he's getting beat by some crocodile/turtle Pokemon. "I love Golem" I tell him. "He's got alot of attack and defense". I sit down at a table and my friend Felix is there. He puts a razor on his plate and balances it there. "I shaved my pubic hair with that" I tell him. He throws it away in disgust. His brother Victor comes down the stairs. "You know six Asian girls just went up" I tell him. "Yeah I know" he replies with a big smile. Suddenly I feel like doing a RC. I look at my hand and count six fingers. That must be wrong. I count again, I still get six. I close one of my eyes and count again. Six. "Hmm, my vision is a bit blurry" I say and rub my eyes. I start thinking of dreams and know that one dream sign is that my tongue feels extremely thick and clumsy in my mouth. I can't seem to talk properly. Just like a moment ago. I dismiss it and count my fingers again, six, only this time there's tiny fingers growing out inbetween them all... 12.00: Wake up Amount of sleep: 10½ hours Supplements: 1 x Lucid Dreamer at WBTB That's it! Oh well, I guess this can still happen. Although I have decided to start doing RC's VERY properly again. No more slacking and I will also try to up my recall. Three dreams in 10½ hours of sleep is so bad by my standards. I will get Lucid tomorrow, and I will fight! Unless I get drunk tonight haha. Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!
I was outdoor. It all were a little bit creepy, with the bees and flies, flying around everywhere. But i desided to go out anyway... In the garden, bees had created a sculptur of a great bee. Now were the bees and flies flying after me, so i desided to go inside... I ran the fastest i could, and was in the house before it was to late. In the house i saw a strange girl. I think she had black hair and big eyes, not enourmous, and her eyes changed often from blue to orange... And i can't remember what happened next... But i can't remember me talking to her, i had never met a DC like her. She was a bit creepy and like a person in real life at the same time...
Once again , fragments. I remember having a dream where my grandma (mom's mom) died. At first , I couldn't care less. I saw my mom crying and then I realized:"It's not only her mom , it's also my grandma. And i'll never see her again." A tear popped out of my eye and I got sucked to a void. Seriously , whats up with those voids? I wasn't even lucid..... After I woke up I tried FILDing like crazy.I hit SP twice and also got semi-lucid. When I FILDed (FILDed?) successfully I was sleeping in my parents car with my family. We stopped at the GILI gas station and there was a resteraunt there for some reason. "This is a dream" I thought to myself , and tried performing some dream magic. It didn't work "THIS IS A DREAM!!!" I yelled in my mind , hoping that it would work. But nothing. "THIS IS A DREAM THIS IS A DREAM THIS IS A DREAM THIS IS A DREAM!" I tried again. I kept telling to myself that this is a dream but at some point I just lost control and even though I kept reminding myself that i'm dreaming the plot just continued and I couldn't perform any dream magic. I think I tried teleporting O_o. My subconscious just doesn't like me. Y U NO GIVE ME LUCID DREAMS?
already hazy to how this all started but the first thing i remember is being in a truck with my brother on a long road with an interstate overpass not to far off. i recognize the place from real life. it was from when i was down in florida but i cant remember where and why i was there originally. we both had rifles but nothing to shoot at. i was aiming down the sights and my vision began to zoom in down the road. running down the road was a overweight girl chasing and shooting at a person. i didnt notice anything about the person being chased, not even what gender they were. i started shooting at them but nothing happened. i thought they must be other dreamers in there own dream and therefore oblivious to me. as they ran up the on ramp to the interstate (fat chick still firing periodically) my brother drew my attention to a truck approaching from behind us. 2 redneck kids were inside, both armed with rifles. we invited them to help us. we explained that we were dreaming and wanted to start some chaos. *it was at this point i became aware that i actually was dreaming and for some reason could control what was happening. so i started exploring. i left my brother and the others and walked away from the road into the woods where i found another road with dense forest on either side. it was very long and very straight. from where i was standing i could look down the road in both directions and see that it went straight forever to the horizon. cars were coming both ways. starting in the distance. i aimed at them with my sniper rifle. i couldnt see the drivers because they were still too far away. but i guessed at where the drivers would be sitting and took my shot. i must have hit several of them because i watched several cars careen off the road after i shot at them. suddenly i notice one of the cars actually coming close enough to make out detail. i immediately shot at the drivers side of the windshield and the car crashed spectacularly. it flipped end over end until it landed right in front of me. curious, i walked up to the now mangled car, which was lying on its roof, and saw two hands hanging upside down out of the window. obviously attached to someone hidden in the wreckage. there was gasoline leaking everywhere but nothing exploded. it just slowly burned. i noticed that the hands were small and feminine so i grabbed them and slowly helped a young asian girl out of the wreckage. she was flustered and scratched but otherwise ok. she followed me back into the woods and back onto the original road, which i was still trying to remember from real life. the only thing i could recall was that it was somewhere near fort myers and a long way from my home in tampa. i had only been through there once and i think i was looking for tires or rims. i found myself suddenly aware again that i was strangely in control of this dream. and since i was in control, i wanted a car. but not just any car. i wanted a black 95 camaro z28 with t-tops and a 6speed. (its my favorite car) i walked the across the road, the asian chick still with me, and walked into a junkyard. the junkyard had cars everywhere, it had all my favorite cars from skylines to corvettes. all in perfect condition. then i saw it. parked off to the side was my black camaro. Lt1 engine and everything. but no keys. i told myself 'im still dreaming so i can find a way to steal it. we broke into a dealership showroom that happened to be in the middle of the junkyard. the showroom had cubicles lined up along the huge windows and each one had a bunch of keys pinned to the wall. as i searched the keys in the first cubicle a mechanic came up to us to find out what we were doing. i recognized him as one of the people i had encountered earlier and chatted with him before he went back to work. i went back to searching the keys and found the keys to an old stingray corvette i had seen earlier. i handed them to the asian chick and she left. i found it wierd that she hadnt spoken the entire time. i finally found the keys to the camaro and rushed to find it parked out in the road, ready for me. i jumped in and floored it * things became hazy here and the next thing i knew i was standing in between two train tracks in a huge open field with a gradual slope. it was like the side of a mountain but very few trees. i ran across the tracks as two trains passed on each track. both going the same way. they were for some reason silent and i could hear people yelling at me from the windows as they flew by. i turned and walked down the slope. now this entire area was covered by waist high grass but the area i was approaching had huge abandoned buildings which seemed out of place in such a field. i took out my binoculars and checked the area out. i could hear someone on a PA system calling for people to come get hot dogs and burgers. through the binoculars i caught a glimpse of my brother and the asian chick disappearing behind one of the huge buildings. i suddenly relized that it was a trap. and someone else was here luring me in. i snuck into the closest building, which was also in shambles and climbed up several floors. up near the top of building, i found a man with a sniper rifle aimed out a window, he was obviously waiting for me to pass by outside looking for the mysterious hot dog stand. i crept up behind him and grabbed him in a chokehold and suddenly realized he was one of my coworkers ( his name is Bill and yes, hes real ) i tried to turn his rifle on him but it suddenly shrank in size and seemed to turn into rubbery plastic. * then i wake up
Updated 05-14-2011 at 05:18 PM by 47268
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