Week 1 catch a ghost Mon 04/18/11: minimal recall. dreams of work and old friends. Tue 04/19/11: strange. had my dreams the first half of the morning. had a lucid but don't remember much but having a beard. too early and groggy to write notes...didn't sleep well after that i do keep a more detailed paperback journal but i'll just give you guys the skinny here unless its good stuff
WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT This dream is from the night before the night before last Book-ended Children Children running down a sloping sidewalk that curved back and forth. Stone wall along the sidewalk. Cobblestone ground. My consciousness looking down on them as they ran toward “me”. Saying to myself I remember this, I remember reading this. My mom was showing me another reel. There was something forced about what the children were doing. they didn’t like it but they did relatively well at pretending. I think I knew more about why, that it had something to do with the parents, but I don’t recall now. Mom put on another old reel. it seemed to be of my father’s side of the family. I knew he would like to see it and wondered at my mom having it instead of him. In waking life my father idealizes tradition and is also an extraordinarily creative and brilliant man. I think he idealizes being a child, simple carefree yet responsible times. He was a “hippie” black sheep in his family when he was younger. That side of my family had a lot of power that was used for massive capitalistic gains and political influence. There is corruption, greed, addiction, and yet amazing intelligence and creativity smattered around the people. I am curious and feel it is important to know more about this family history. It also makes me feel sick to think of knowing more. My fascination and desire to know the different sides of my family (and myself) usually wins out, though. Well, at least in the internal battles of which I am aware. I watched the reel on an old contraption that displayed more like a television than a projector. My mom stood to the side, close to the moving picture. Soft thwacking noises like an old projector. I could almost see the frames as they shuffled past, specks and lines of light flashing and morphing with them. A man (I think a/the/[my?] father), somber and proud like in older photographs, sat on the right, looking at the camera. The children to the left of him in their sitting positions, and then sat a huge man in a tuxedo complete with tailcoat. The two men were like bookends, the children between them. We’d only been watching it a minute, and mom already wanted to change reels. I said no, I want to see them when they move. I said their body language would be very significant, would show me more about who they actually are. It felt intensely important and I was riveted. The large, hulking man stood and walked to the right. Maybe 8 or 9 feet tall, who knows, maybe 10. Big, round belly, sloped shoulders. (He reminds me of the way my maternal grandpa looked when he was dying of cancer, that same kind of oval shape, but much more extreme, and more solid and thick.) I didn’t think he was a family member of mine. The father (it was my impression I think, though perhaps it was a waking reflection) stood and slowly walked to the right. I watched his body carefully (from where the audience would be if there was one) and couldn’t tell much about him from the way he walked. It was so slow, as if he was favoring physical pain. His stiffness swallowed up his personality. There were a lot of dream characters projecting their personae in this dream, like they were conforming to older, more serious social pressures. Personae that were hollow yet strong. Weak, deep, and shallow and full of tightly woven rules. I feel an association between the father dream character and my paternal great grandfather, father of my father's father. I never knew him. It makes sense, given my grandfather’s and his brother’s dichotomies, success and greed for one, creativity and susceptibility in the other. Or so I've interpreted and oversimplified. The trickle of this history of family emotions is a reason I think this song taps a large body of water inside me. “I am out here studying stones trying to learn to be less alive using all of my will to keep very still still even on the inside I've cut all the pertinent wires so my eyes won't make their connections I am holding my breath I am feigning my death when I'm looking in your direction ...when all the forbidden fruit is fallen and rotted well that's when I'm gonna come down" Even if they’re partial hogwash, I feel love flowing from new understandings.
4/05/11. Dont remember much. All i know was there was a war going on, and we were living in China. When I figured it out I was extremely upset, I wanted to go back to the states. Was some sort of argument between parents, extremely weird dream. Then I got really mad and decided to go off to war. I got out of the car and went to some gas station. It was there I realized I was dreaming. Decided to reality check by pulling off my thumb(if it comes off its a dream). It didnt work so I tried my pointer finger. It came off with a feeling of awkwardness and then reattached really cool lookingly. I then studied my fingers(to get mind off my bed) and then did some simple math. I forgot to say "Clarity Now" and started walking, some lady said rudely," at least say excuse me" i think i bumped into her. Then i took off to start flying, but the dream started fading away. I tried to quickly grab onto something but it was too late. =(. 4/05/11(same night). I was skateboarding with my friends around our favorite place by Carls Jr. I was with iliya, Raul, jot, garrison. I felt really unstable, like I was high and stated that out several times in the dream, but didn't catch on I was dreaming. Two random girls in the car passing by called me on the phone(wtf), and asked if we wanted to hang out. I said sure and they parked there car and we went inside to eat. I was talking with one of the girls and told her that i felt high. She laughed told me about something she did. Then we all went outside and i kept falling when i was walking. This is common in my dreams. I sat down on the curb and she sat down with me. My friends were skating and then I saw one of my friends go up to another friends girlfriend and lick her lips and just walk away. The girl who got licked seemed like nothing happened. I was like wttffff again. Dont remember anything else.
Dont remember many dreams but who cares!!! first WILD
This thread is a story about the years i spent without dreaming. As well as the process of ridding this plight, stand by for a long one folks. In elementary school i never did my homework or paid any attention in class, I was thought lazy and even stupid. But it turned out, i was just tired. You see i had developed a growth in my right sinus cavity. The growth was so large i couldn't breathe through my right nostril. Resulting in sever breathing issues, my mother claims that at some times through the night i would just stop breathing in 10 second bursts. Because of my breathing issues i couldn't sleep, it took hours just to get to sleep, and i would never stay asleep. My nose would always wake me up, i could never get into the deep enough sleep needed to dream let alone get a good nights sleep. So, dreams were rare and a treat. When i didn't sleep i was tired all day, enough so that i wouldn't do anything accept daydream about being asleep. So i didn't know what was going on in class, and never wanted to do my homework. My grades were awful, i was never in my right mind set and I would never dream. Needless to say i was miserable. Eventually, my strange breathing habits worried my mom too much, she brought me to a specialist in... well... noses. The doctor brought me in, dipped cotton balls in numbing fluids and proceeded to shove them in my nose, this was rather uncomfortable, almost painful. after a few minutes, the cotton balls came out, and a camera went in, studying my nose, the doctor claimed to have found something, so i was sent for an MRI and on the MRI they found the growth that was the cause of my anguish. I was scheduled for surgery. So now i played the waiting game. Several months passed until i finally went under the knife, this being the first surgery i could remember i was scared out of my mind, when the paint smelling anesthesia went over my face, i fell out of consciousness very quickly, upon waking up in a recovering room puking blood, it wasn't over. After a painful car ride home, i spent 2 months in my room getting over the nausea after the procedure. Once i was back on my feet, i was a new man, i could breathe, i could sleep, and best of all i could dream. After dreaming 3 nights in a row, i fell in love with it, having my first lucid within the month. I couldn't help but look for more, i was reading up on Wikipedia about various different traits of dreams and so on, upon a Google search i found dream views and here i am now. A passionate dreamer and member of this great community. Share your own stories or your thoughts on mine! Thanks for reading, Vinny
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Good morning! Sucky sleep last night. Woke up in the middle of the night and felt like an ominous presence was in my room. Kinda scary but I fell asleep again and had a weird nightmare. 23.00: Sleep 05.10: Rotten eggs I'm outside of a house with my mom and my sisters. Up on a cliff, my friend Jesper appears. He's got those new shoes with rounded soles, they're completely white but he seems to want them to get even whiter. He sprinkles flour on them and starts doing the moonwalk. Back and forth he slides and he's doing a great job actually. My mom opens up a carton of eggs. "You didn't eat these did you?" she asks me. There's only two left, and I ate the other four. "I did, why?" I ask her. "Well, they're outdated like ten months." I feel like puking. My mom throws one of them down at the ground and the smell! We both run away and my mom starts puking her guts out. I almost vomit but I manage to keep it down. The rest of the dream I'm anxious over how sick I am going to get. 05.10: Wake up Amount of sleep: 6 hours Supplements: None That's it! I'm gonna try to get as much sleep as possible tonight, sleeping night! Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!
All fragments of the same dream... Playing video games with my sister at my moms. Someone broke into my jeep (I actually have a neon) and they tore the leather seats off and I was very pissed off cause it was only a block away from my house. I regretted leaving it there aloud. Little kids were playing on the street and I talked to one of them, they were amusing me. Some lady has this lair where she kept people she wanted to kill and I was in it but just touring, I guess. I hated it so much, it was very gruesome, people were stuck in these bath tubs and being held dow by these machine spider things while a saw hovered over them ready to chop them to pieces.... oh oh oh, there was a storm at one point but I think my mother distracted me from noticing this. Annnnd, mom's been in my dreams a lot lately...
Heather and I get a ride to the beach. Its really dark out. The water has come up to the side of the road, so we get out to look at this strange phenomenon. Heather and I get into the water and try to catch otters. If you catch one, you pay $90 dollars and it becomes your pet. There are other otters for $100 and then $120. While we try to catch them in the ocean, I look underwater for a second: Beneath the water, we were not actually in an ocean. It was a bright room filled with water. There were windows looking out into a green country scene. The floor was hundreds of feet away. People were riding underwater chariots, being pulled by bears and apes who were held in rope all around their bodies, yet somehow they could still swim. I became frightened and looked back above water: we were still in the dark ocean at midnight. Similak to:
a virus had got loose, making people flesh eating zombies, i was in the middle of the chaos, outside in the city. i wanted to go home so i took a bus, it was full of people staring at each other if someone was going to eat each other. looking my side window i could see everything, how bad the situation was. I finally got inside my house, it wasnt my real house, it looked different, but i didnt pay attention. What i first wanted to do was to se if anybody was still home. my mother was there, she had been bitten, but there had not been any effect yet, my cat was there to, tried to hold it, but it bit me in the hand, it wouldnt let go of it. i felt no pain, but i could that the bite was to strong and i couldnt get my hand loose................. a dream about a me runnin around in an evil clowns labyrint, whose goal is to scare people not kill them, he motivates people to go trough his scary labyrint, by offering his help, but then he will just play a big prank on you.
~Before bed, I was thinking about a friend. I have wanted to talk to him for a couple of days about a few different things going on our lives and well as catch up some. I went to sleep and into Dream about 9 pm my time~ The City and the Tornado I was standing the street of a large city, with high-rises and buildings close together but with no people other than the ones standing close by. Visually there was much VERY wrong here, but my focus was on my friend that was standing in the street with maybe 4 or 5 people. I spoke to him saying Hello MoSH I would like to talk to you when you get a chance... I cut off what I was saying because I energetically felt the shock (like a wave) from the people that were in a semi circle on the other side of him..stunned that I had appeared there I guess. He said to them "This is my friend, Aeona. I have known her for a long time..." I stopped listening for a moment and looked at something a half a mile away that pulled my attention. There was what looked on the surface like a huge tornado (which I had no doubt that is was NOT) coming around from behind a building that stood in front of us. I told my friend that I would talk to him another time. He was busy and that I was sorry that I had bothered him when he had other things going on. (I wasn't worried about him and what was going on in this Dreamspace..but I DID feel bad about popping in) I felt what I translate as Dream call waiting.. I told him sorry again and left quickly. Revelations I started chatting with the person that had got my attention in the last Dream, a friend that I had spoken to briefly the night before. I was perceiving both my computer monitor, in which a forum was opened in the only window, and him standing in front of me in an unformed Dream space.. grey and featureless. He told me that 'A' come to him! I replied that whereas "A' and I are looking for someone (a specific person) that I had not been aware that 'A' was going about it in this way. ~A is not the chatty sort, I assumed that he would look from afar, and not be going out and talking with people~ He told me that many people come to him in Dream since he can SEE far. Shocked and blushing I told him that I had not known that about him, and that I did not want him to think that was why I was his friend. (To make matters even more.. embarrassing in a way, he started talking about personal matters which..I will not write in my DJ) ~I woke briefly~ Energy Leak! I was back with the guy from my last Dream and he was saying there was somethings he wanted to explain to me/show me. I saw 'myself' as a huge white light in a field of dark blue open space. There was a plume of light (not like a cord or connection to someone) that went up and outwards who knows how far. He was saying this is what 'darker' people and entities pick up on and how they find me..to insinuate themselves into my life as friends and such as well as energetic influence. After this 'vision' faded I put my hands to my stomach, like someone does if they are disemboweled. My 'guts' were fine but this is where I knew my ~energy leak~ was; centered at my solar plexis and effecting my charakas above (heart) and below (sacral). I walked away for a moment to repair my energy body. Much like skin grafting, I "encouraged" energy from my hands to make a grid to grow together and close this hole on my cocoon of energy. This I will continue to do for a while ~at least for my own sense of security~ for while, I expect. and more "JOY" When I went back to him I felt the energy signature of someone that has caused me a lot of discord recently nearby..like a residue. This did not make me happy at all, and I suppose my thoughts/feelings were obvious since he said.. That yes, this guy did contact him when he found out that we knew each other wanting to know what he thought of me/my energy. Was I 'evil' and such. This irritated me to no end since (maybe unknowingly but doubtful) he had also found me via this energy leak and he had a being tied to him with mal-intent for all things it seemed, even the guy he was connected to. He said that he had felt what the guy did, upon first meeting me but LOOKED and saw the energy ~issue~ I had been having and how this energy from Others could be felt at times, which is why he came to last night in Dream. ~from this point on my level of lucidity fluctuated and I 'woke' off and on~ I let him know I could not maintain my lucidity/awareness right now effectively (yea..I was kind of pissed off) and I again mentioned something I have said a lot over the years... that there should be transcripts like internet history or emails to go back over in times that my recall is effected to my wavering awareness. He said to look later and said a name. I really doubted my lucidity.. so I flashed an image at him of this >> and he said yes..laughing. With dreams like this.. who needs therapy? I appreciate it..Whomever... nonetheless
Updated 04-20-2011 at 06:03 PM by 44913
April 19, 2011 Notes Went to bed at half past 11pm. Woke up at 6am. Horribly tired all day, barely able to keep eyes open. Don't remember dream, but when I looked in the journal I keep by my bed I found a couple messy notes scribbled down under today's date. I've copied the scribbled entry exactly here. Entry 007 I own a fancy car. I have a disciple. I'm corrupting him. Teaching him to lie and steal.
Dream Lucid Me DC SG I was in my room with my dad. We were cleaning the room and took some random stuff outside. I noticed some Final fantasy-games and started playing them. Then I turned into the character in the game. I was in some city ruins and there were guards and some big machines patrolling the area. I tried to sneak past them, but they noticed me and a battle begun. I took out a flamethrower and killed them. Then I was in some long hallway. I became lucid and tried to summon a keyblade like in my last lucid. I found it in a bookshelf next to me. As I turned around I saw one girl from my class standing behind me and accidently swinged at her. She was destroyed the same way Shadows are in Kingdom hearts. Behind her were standing two other kids, possibly from my class. The other one had a gun. They said they would arrest me for murder. I killed one, but the other started shooting at me. The bullets did nothing more then shake me a bit and I managed to kill him too. Then I started walking along the hallway and tried to find a die from another bookshelf so I could use it in a poker game. (I though that was one of my own tasks.) I can´t remember much about what happened after I found the die, but it includes running on rooftops while escaping the FBI. (I wasn´t lucid anymore.)
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Updated 03-19-2012 at 05:11 AM by 44350
Went to bed at a reasonably normal time tonight, and wanted to attempt WILDing tonight, so I set my clock to go off after 6½ hours of sleep. Turns out that was a very bad idea, as it made me wake up at 3am, 4am, 5.30am (turned off the alarm here, couldnt be fucked anymore) and then 10am. Also have a rahrt large scar on my tongue that is making it really hard to relax. I do remember one dream though. I was in some kind of ruined city, and there were zombies and zombified animals everywhere. But for some reason being bitten by them did not cause the infection or whatever to spread. I was also with someone, but I can't quite recall who it was. I THINK it was my mother, but I'm really not sure. We were running around in this post-apocalyptic city anyway, and I recall watching the city from some kind of tall tower. I watched as zombies as a group caught up to a group of normal people, and I saw a few zombie animals darting past street corners here and there. I don't recall meeting any actual zombiepeople though, only zombieanimals. At some point, we apparently managed to get to some sort of safe haven, and my mom wanted me to take the car to drive somewhere and buy something. I had enough presence of mind to realize that I couldn't drive, and told her so, but apparently I had to practise. That's all I remember from it.
Non-dream | Dream Background: As Dead Space 2 got out in January, I figured out it'd be really cool to give it a try. However, I was skeptical whether I had to play and finish the first opus, or I could play directly. Thus, I've been looking for Dead Space for one or two month(s). The store described in my dream is owned by the same society IRL as the one in my dream. Dream: I spawn in a blurry room. It's very futuristic, with somehow a modern lightning. There are LOTS of rows, on which objects are stored: they're all disposed diagonally. There are a few people: I can see a salesman walking down the rows. I go to the video games department, looking for some old PS2 games, then I find myself on a storey, with some sales(wo)men. I'm asking them if they have Dead Space -- they tell me they do, it's worth 89,99€. They also say I could buy it for 2€ somewhere else, and that I'm lucky they still have the game in their stock. One saleswoman (she's mid/small-sized, she's in her 40s, and has short brune hair) goes away to search the game, but she doesn't come back. It's probably not where the dream ends, but it's all I could remember. I was kinda tired (went to bed at 3AM). I somehow have the feeling I'm going to have a LD soon!
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