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23.01.2010

American Football (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I found myself in a huge changing room full of guys putting on all the padding and stuff they wear for American Football. Suddenly, the gear was being forced on me by somebody. I protested that I would get snapped like a twig (I'm a lanky fellow) in any contact sport, but they didn't listen. The stuff I put on was a lot more like ice-hockey gear than I expected- there was extensive leg padding.



Soon, the entire team lined up in front of the changing room doors, and filed through into what appeared to be a hall in a leisure centre. I had been expecting a stadium, or at least a field, but there was just a wooden floor and a really high celing. Somebody took out a ball and started throwing it about. An improvised game developed, where whoever had the ball was mauled by everyone around him, unless he could pass the ball to somebody else. I could barely see what was going on due to the helmet, and my mobility was so bad because of the padding that when the ball came to me, it was like being hit by like six trucks from all directions. This happened a few times before I realised I wasn't actually getting hurt, or even feeling any pain. The old me might have become lucid here, but I'm out of practice! I became more confident, and called out for the ball whenever I could. I knew in my head when somebody was about to pass to me, and knew that I would be able to pull off some great skill from now on. It was a strange sort of knowledge, like I knew the story of this dream (say I had read it before or something), and now I was just acting it out. One throw which came to me, I caught behind my back and threw it on before anyone realised what was happening. Good times.

Later on in the dream, we folded away one of the hall's walls to combine it with a neighboring hall and make one giant room. The other hall had previously been used as a supermarket for some reason, but the only section left was the drink section. I slid around (the floor was really smooth) and picked up a pack of Budweiser. I don't think I ever got a chance to drink it though.

23.01.2010

Rihanna Plays Halo 2 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID



I was in my old caravan, playing Halo 2 on my old Xbox. My brothers were sitting around me. Althought I can barely remember Halo 2, my mind recreated it quite faithfully. It was definately a bit harder to play than its sequel. I was pwning away, when I looked to my right to see Rihanna walking up the steps and into the caravan. I greeted her and asked if she wanted to join in. If I had been lucid, my offer would have been very different! lol She sat down and took a spare controller.

The next thing I knew, hordes of paparazzi were banging on the window, and a huge searchlight was glaring through the blinds. It was disrupting my view of the game, so I closed the curtains. Unfortunately it was so bright it even shone through that.

The next thing I remember, I was actually in the game, physically playing from first person perspective. I went in for a few melee attacks, and physically moved my own arm to do so. Since I had complete control over my own body, I was punching the other players much more accurately. I frequently went for the nose or groin for maximum ownage. Rihanna was playing shit.

21.01.2010

Stacey's Mom (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I've been way off my game lately, both in regard to journaling and lucid dreaming in general. An email I got today confirming the dispatch of my book got me back in the mood, so here I am!

I was upstairs on a double decker bus (dreamsign!) but I didn't become lucid right away. Some of my friends were sitting around in seats in front of me, and there was music playing. I can't remember the song, but it was definately in the genre of "Rock". The bus took a sharp turn onto a steep hill and picked up speed. Looking out the big window at the front, I was reminded of a dream I had a few nights ago, where I was riding a charging buffalo. It went insanely fast, and I noted that I had the same perception of excessive speed right now as I had then. As the bus went even faster, the top deck swayed a bit, and I began to question reality. I was lucid, but I felt like I wasn't lucid enough. Like I wasn't completely "there". To reinforce myself, I did the hand reality check, but it didn't have the usual effect of surprising me into consciousness. It was a strange state of mind, to know that this wasn't real, but not being able to bring my waking mind to operational level in the dream. I suppose I'm out of practice. The song that had been playing went into a lower-intensity section, where just the main beat could be heard. I noticed that the beat could be used to exactly fit in the intro from "Stacey's Mom", by Fountains of Wayne. You know that part at the start where it just repeats, "Stacey's mom, has got it goin' on". I started singing it, and the whole bus picked it up and sang along. I made a mental note to see if such a mix existed in real life and download it, but when I remembered about the dream later in the day, I couldn't figure out what the original song had been.

11.01.2010

Floating on Air (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was an odd one. I'll say semi-lucid.

I had just "woken up" from a lucid dream. I can't remember if it was actually a lucid dream or my subconscious had just planted that in my mind to be part of the dream plot. Anyway, I woke up in a very modern, open-plan house. Most of the walls had huge windows in them, or were just made of glass. There was a garden with palm trees outside, and it was night time. I thought about what a sweet dream I had just finished, and thought about trying to carry over the ability of flight into the real world. I wandered throughout the downstairs of the house, up and down small steps, gliding and floating a bit. I thought it wasn't as good as I had been doing in the dream, but I was doing some definite levitation. Strange how this didn't turn me properly lucid!

09.01.2010

Wreaking General Havok (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

WILDed my ass off today! There were about ten to fifteen short LD's, where I accomplished some good stuff.

The first thing I remember is being in a situation I didn't want to be. I'm not quite sure what it was, but I thought about myself lying in bed for a second, then rolling to my right. I imagined that once I stopped rolling, I would be where I wanted to be. I rolled very fast, so fast I was rolling about three revolutions per second. When I stopped, I wasn't in the place I planned, but what looked like a fancy hotel restaurant. There was a bar, and lots of brown settees, where suited-up dudes sat around talking. I reckoned it was like a school formal. I looked down at myself, and found I too was wearing a suit. I levitated, and floated down some stairs to see what was going on in a certain seating area. I saw a group of people I know form school, and said hello. I made some brilliant double entendre to the good-looking girl among them and they all laughed. I sat down among them, and noticed that the good-looking girl had an exact clone sitting nearby. I mouthed the words,
"Thank you," at the sky and put my arms round them both. I was in mid sentence when an authoritarian-looking woman with short, black hair came along. She said,
"Any clones of normal people better get the hell out of here quick!" Then she peered round the room I was in. I stuffed the girl under my right arm under my seat and tried to look innocent. The woman's eyes passed over my position. When she had gone, I brought the girl out again.



I had lots of false awakenings in this dream that were all either in my house, or my dad's house, where I actually was. One time when I woke up in my dad's house, I decided to try one of my goals- "pull down a skyscraper with telekenisis". I knew there were no tall buildings anywhere near my dad's house, but I wanted a second opinion. So, I went to the top of the stairs, hopped off and glided to the bottom, stepping straight into the living room. My dad was watching TV. I sat down opposite him and asked,
"Do you know if there's any skyscrapers nearby?" He looked at me like I was insane, and everything faded.

During one false awakening, I'm sure I was able to tell what was on TV downstairs. I knew my youngest brother was watching the Disney Channel while I was asleep, and had I been awake, I could probably just about hear it from the bedroom. I heard what I deduced to be Hannah Montana on TV. In the dream, I went downstairs to have a look. When I looked at the TV, the sound of Hannah Montana continued, but the picture was showing something totally different. It looked like a kind of Asian festival in progress through some streets. The picture quality was poor, and it looked like an old home video.

In another FA, I was in my own house. I "woke up" on the settee in the living room, and went straight to the mirror above the fireplace to have a look at my reflection. It was basically normal, even when I remembered about last time when it turned horrible. There was a bit of distortion around my chin, but it wasn't far off what I actually look like. I thought for a second, and remembered another dream goal, which was to "wreak general havok". With that in mind, I ran full speed at the living room window, and did a headbutt-dive through it, out into the street. I flew quickly down the street, uprooting trees and snapping lampposts, then using the huge sticks of metal to demolish a house. For some reason an electricity box in the street caught my attention. I landed to look at the diagram pasted on its front. It seemed to be a blueprint for a Death Star-type installation. It was a spherical, planet-sized energy collector. Apparently, it was supposed to take in radiation from solar flares and use it for electricity and ammunition. It all made sense in the diagram, which I might draw.


Got this online. It's not what I saw, but the same idea.

I became kind of involved in this storyline. I saw some aliens in a lab inside the radiation collector. They were the "elders" of their civilisation. They kept repeating two words over and over. The first was the name of their species. It sounded like "Romanon". The second word, I can't remember, but it had a meaning of something between regret and humility. It might have begun with "m".

In another FA, I dreamt that I was woken up by a phonecall I was expecting at some stage that day. My mobile phone rang on the bedside table. It was Dave. I answered it, and placed it on the side of my head, so I wouldn't have to make any effort to hold it in position. I was vaguely murmuring replies to what Dave asked me, but I felt like I was dropping off. I then remembered I was meant to be talking on the phone, so I said,
"Sorry, are you still there?" Weirdly, I actually said this out loud, and it woke me up for real. I was confused for a second when I found I wasn't really on the phone.

08.01.2010

Memories? (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Last night I decided it might be cool to try and use lucid dreaming to access some old/forgotten memories, so I gave it a go this morning.

After a while of lying still and semi-dozing, I felt like my body was lifted and rolled to the right. At the time, I wasn't sure if it was a hallucination or my body was moving of its own accord, it was that realistic.

I found myself in some sort of theatre. There was a long brown leather setee running round the outside of the audience area, which served as the only seating for people watching the performance, which apparently hadn't started yet. I was sitting right in the middle of the setee. I looked up to my left and saw the actor David Jason sitting in a box. He wasn't old, but about the same age as he was in "Only Fools and Horses". On my right was my friend Hugh. I turned to him and asked,
"Can you remember as far back as P1?"
"Not really," he said.
"Well I'm trying to use this dream to see if those memories are still in my head. Any idea how to do that?" He looked thoughtful for a second, then the lights dimmed and a spotlight appeared on the stage.
"Oh it's starting!" he said, which kind of ended the conversation. I turned to the stage, leaned back and sighed.

No luck this time!

07.01.2010

Knocking on the Door (Strangely Precognitive) :O (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was having an extrememly lazy day with a huge lie-in. In early afternoon my mum came in and told me I would have to let her in when she got back (our front door is tempermental). I mumbled my assent and went back to sleep.

A while later, I was wandering around my old house, not doing anything in particular, when I heard the door knocking. I remembered what my mum had said earlier, but stayed asleep, assuming my brother was downstairs and he would get the door. The knocking continued, so I went to the door in my dream and opened it. No one was there. I looked round to the left of the door at the living room window. I saw my next-youngest brother peering in.
"Come inside," I said. He didn't seem to hear me, and kept looking at the window and door, thinking what to do. I decided I'd have to wake up and let in whoever was at my real door, as I could still hear knocking.

I went downstairs to find it was in fact the same brother I had dreamt about! Nice coincidence, what are the chances? I have three brothers, and I was expecting it to be my mum, but my dream showed me the real person. Well, one in four I suppose...

I've always thought (or at least hoped) that there were other possible levels of perception than the five senses - maybe only accessible through altered states of consciousness. Maybe an extension of awareness achieved through greater functioning of the five senses. Say for example, you could tell who was at the door based on tiny cause/effect actions started by that person, which eventually reach you. Maybe if you know them, the mind could fill in the blanks. Be it vibrations or whatever. But I'm getting totally off-topic, and of course this dream is in no way a suggestion that such abilities exist, just a fun coincidence! Interesting enough to make you think about it though.

We were dragons. I was fight with another to capture R. She did not look reptilian inthe face. I remebered who she was. I held her from behind. It felt so good. Her soft skin. I was going to rescue her.

I was playing with Helium balloons at work and there were differnt things attached to it.

For those that don't know somniloquy is talking in one's sleep. I have this occur every once in a while, but am espcially glad that I shouted a few words. Here is the dream.

I was with Silver Wolf. She was sitting in my bed on the computer. I kept thinking that I needed to get up because mom was going to be home. So I lazily rolled over. I decided that we would watch some Law and Order: SVU. So I turned on the TV to watch it. The detectives were getting ready to make an arrest. The woman that they thought was the suspect was babbling on about bad luck signs. She had made these ceramics and placed them around where this guy worked. He was her stalker. She said something about crossing the path of a black cat, which I laughed at because I have owned many black cats.

The guy got pissed, and jumped out at Benson and the woman. Benson shoved the man away, however he pulled out some pepper spray. He was spraying like a maniac when she shouted something to her partner and he came running in. Benson covered the eyes of their victim and backed up quickly, however she was pepper sprayed.

Then there is a man in a hospital bed and he is talking on the phone. He had been assaulted by the man. He was jabbering on about how good it was that the man had be found and dealt with. He did not realize that the woman in the bed next to him was the man's mother. The camera pulled away and she was dead. Her skin looked like she had been sitting in the desert of Egypt. Then the Law and Order voice said... "Or you could be really mean..." and the camera faded in from black on the woman. She snapped her head to the side and her eyes were pitch black like that of a demon.

My mom asked what I was watching, Jen had disappeared. I was half covering myself with blankets cause I was scared. I told her a Halloween Episode of SVU. She said she wanted to finish watching it, the show was about half over. She was in the living room and asked me what channel it was on. I shouted to her "29!!!" and... woke myself up as well.

Silver was there and looked at me, (WL is where she vanished to ) and asked, "29... really?"

I was in a car ( All I knew was my goal was to ask a movie producer to make my dreams into movies). I stopped at a Swiss Chalet restaurant. I order Caser sald and Chicken on a Kaiser and Iced Tea. While waiting for my food to arrive guess who came in? Kermit . He ask: "What are you doing in these parts?" I replied: "I am trying to find a producer to produce my dreams into movies. I knew they will have to embrioded it to explain the one chase scene and the kidnapping scenes." Kermit said: "What is it that was in the one movie of my friends and mine?" I said: "The Muppet Movie? 'Life is like a movie, write your own ending. Keep believing, keep pretending'. " Kermit said: "yeah that. Well I am pretty impressed about your goal. if you need a hand to get your dreams off the ground into a movie just give me a call." (he gave me his phone number). I than got back into the car. I than ended up at pressumbly Hollywood. The Office Administrative Assistant tried to stop me but I said "I came all the way from Canada and not going to let someone`s Office Administrative Assistant stop me." I than marched right in to the producer`s room. The Producer ( Adrian James) said: "Can I help you?" I replied "Yes you can help me. I want to make my dreams into a movie. I came all the way from Canada and I passed Kermit who was impressed about my goal and said if I need help to get this off the ground to contact him" Mr. James using a intercom said: "Please prepare the standard Rich and Famous contract for Ms. Doe." "Mr. James. I am worried about being kidnapped." Mr. James said: "We will hire a body guards for you." Than I appear outside the studio and guessed who appears again? Kermit and this time he is with Miss Piggy . I woke up shortly after this

Note: These were just fuzzy dreams, I failed to write them down because they were so small. I am not sure what day I had these on, I'm not sure if those are even in the dates up above.

-WILD Camp-
I had this fuzzy clip I remembered after a day or two, which seemed to be a dream. I was in this room with a ton of DreamViews members, or so it seemed. Most of the people seemed unfamiliar. There was a bed in my line of vision. Someone was laying down on it, like attempting to WILD I'm guessing. Someone was bending over them; either whispering to them or examining them. The room was a little dim. A saw a few more beds behind the first one, but they were blurry.

-Dream FILDing-
I saw this image in my head a few hours later after waking up. It was like I was walking past a guy lying on his stomach in his bed. He had his right hand under his pillow, and it looked like it had made a small cave under it. He apparently was FILDing.

So I had a dream about me dying... actually I've had several in the past few months. Also, my mom always has dreams about me dying/getting hurt. This kind of freaks me out...




Something happened before this.. but I don't remember what. I looked out my bedroom window and saw my friend. Then, I appeared to be looking at myself through my bedroom door. I was standing by my bed, then I just collapsed and died. A second later, I was sitting in an old car, looking out the window. The car was on a grassy hill, with tons of trees in the background and a sunny blue sky. There were people surrounding the car, or atleast they looked like people. One of them came up to the window and said something like "Come on out, It's okay." I didn't know what to do or think. It finally sunk in that I had died. So I rolled down the window and began to fly out of the car and up towards the clouds. Soon after this the dream faded

I didn't get much sleep. Had this little ditty.

M's Car Accident (non-lucid)

I am following M in my car at a location near my house. Her car, out of nowhere, does 3 front flips and lands upside down. I jump out of my car and race towards her. I open the door but can't see much. “Are you OK?!” I yell. “Say something!” I continue. No response. I whip out my cellphone (I don't own a phone. TotM!) and call D and tell him what happens. He is on his way.

I run up to the video rental store and tell them to call an ambulance. I forgot I had a phone. I saw Hank from Breaking Bad.



I ran back down to the car and there were a few police officers. No cop cars. “Sorry we were so slow”. End.

[I]abridged[/I]

I am riding a great white Arabian horse through European woods. I am a desert nomad, dressed all in white. I am leading a group of nomads. We are running at full speed, being chased by the goddamned Templars.

The dream explodes, and many dreams happen at once.

I summon an earth elemental to stand up behind us, and attack the Templars. It grabs them and tosses them around.

We ride toward a cliff. They toss a net over me and my horse. I shoot my astral tentacles through the net, set them aflame, then spin them around, burning the net off of me. I continue riding. They shoot drugged darts into me.

I fall off my horse. I shoot my tentacles into the ground, and use them to stand up. I collapse while trying to toss square rocks at the Templars.
I have a nightmare of them torturing me in a torture chamber in an underground dungeon. I spit in their faces. They rip my body apart and toss me into different dreams. I just laugh.

I make my core very very tiny. I morph into a bacteria-virus and attack their dream cells. They writhe in pain as their blood vessels swell, then burst within their bodies.

I laugh, and collect my body parts, then exit the dream. I go to the Biodome on the Moon, and smoke a joint to relax. I carve in stone a record of my adventure. Then, I bring it to a room under my Living House the Great Banyan Tree under The Tower, and stick it in a wall.

I then see walls full of Nomad Chronicles in bas-relief. How do I not remember this. GAH! I have a Templar nanomachine in me. I shoot nanobots out of my pineal gland to attack. They eat it up, and spit it out of my mouth.
***

We ride to the edge of the cliff, and our horses sprout wings. Didn't I have this dream before?

Raven, Tigress, MoSh, Loaf, Walms, and mowglycdb come to aid me in battle. We kick ass, and have a party on the Moon to celebrate our victory.