16.12.2009Giant Tent...? (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This is the end of the last dream (I can't remember more than the end). I had just got out of my final class of the day in school. There was music playing as I headed for the exit. To my surprise, when I got to the front foor, I saw that it opened up into an enormous tent. The interior of the tent was Native American Indian in style, and the roof was about 30m high. It was pretty dark inside, and there were big, uneven steps down to the inside. I danced and jumped my way down these steps in time to the music. Part of me wondered how I was getting so lucky at landing all my jumps and landing so softly, but I didn't become lucid. When I got to the bottom, I started running for the exit at the front, but I was stopped by my headmistress. She said something angrily and pointed up at the clock. All I got from her was that it was too early to leave just yet. I looked around the tent. There were lots of what looked like pool tables scattered around, with seats right beside them. Me and a few friends went over and sat down at one of them. Instead of balls on the table, there were tiny black, white and red stones. There were a lot less black stones than white and red. I assumed they had been lost, or I just couldn't see them in the dark. I put my head down on the table to wait to be let out, but I woke up. I was still very deeply relaxed, and hadn't moved, so I went for a DEILD. I imagined the feeling of my head on the table, with tiny pieces of stone poking me from under my forehead. I also "felt" my feet (wearing flip-flops) beside the legs of the chair. It became really realistic very quickly, and I found I was able to lean back on the chair and put the front two legs down on my feet- not too hard, just enough to anchor myself. I moved my head around on the table, feeling the scrapes of the stones. Suddenly I felt like I was falling off the chair to my left. I sat up and looked around. There were people lying sleeping at tables all around me, hundreds of them. It was even darker than it was before. "What the fuck, where am I?" I asked the room. It was so realistic and I was so surprised it worked, that I had a hard time believing it was a dream. Should have done a reality check... Everybody around me woke up and laughed. I thought it was weird that they weren't annoyed for being woken up. I woke up for real a few seconds later.
15.12.2009Nigel Powers (WILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Semi-decent WILD this morning. I've no idea how long it took to get into the dream, as I lost all sense of time. It began with a false awakening, where I was almost completely paralysed. There was a fat dude sitting on my legs. I was surprised to see him there, and after thinking about it for a minute, I concluded that this had to be a dream. He started trying to tell me a story, but I interrupted him, and said, "God dammit mate, let me sleep." With that I drifted off to sleep (in the FA) to a dream-within-a-dream. This seems to be a good way of getting rid of situations where you can't move or if you ever get trapped in bed in a LD. Just WILD then and there and find yourself somewhere else! Good times. Suddenly I was being taken through the streets of Belfast, leaning on somebody's shoulder. My neck didn't seem to have any power, and my mouth was hanging open. It was like I had no muscles in my face. It was night time, and we headed down an alley beside a shop I sometimes go to. I managed to ask the person carrying me, "Where are we going?" in a mumbled voice. He explained that we were going to a nightclub run by Nigel Powers. Normally I would have been pleased about this, but I thought I was in no fit state to party! The guy supporting me seemed to be friendly with the female japanese bouncers, and went straight to the front of the line. My head rolled around on my neck a bit, and for a second I was back in bed with the fat guy sitting on me. I put it out of my head and tried to concentrate on where I wanted to be, in the club. There was a little bit of missing time here. After which I was semi-lucid. I had just got on a bus, heading for a night out. There were about 10 double-decker buses picking people up. A girl I know started giving me seductive looks from another bus, so I ran down to the front of mine, and jumped from bus to the other. I went upstairs to her and kissed her. Then I woke up!
13.12.2009Lightning Show (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Lately I've been too lazy to throw myself into a proper WILD, so I've just been waking up then goin back to sleep a few minutes later, hoping to DILD. Works occasionally! I was driving round Florida with two of my friends. I kept seeing things completely out of the ordinary, like a giant arch of light in the evening sky, over the ocean- and buildings which sprung out of nowhere. I kept trying to tell my friends about the stuff I was seeing, but they wouldn't believe me. I eventually convinced them to go to a restaurant beside the sea for dinner the next evening to see if the arch appeared in the sky again. We had our meal, then lay down on the beach as night approached. Sure enough, the arch appeared. Soon after, the sky went completely black and a thunderstorm began. It was a bit scary, and I became lucid. Looking up at the sky was incredible. It was like a light show. The lightning would make the gaps in the clouds stand out white. There were several of these gaps shaped like pterodactyls and monsters. It started to rain lightly, and I could really feel the coldness of the droplets on my chest (I was just wearing swimming shorts). I reached up at the sky and tried to create my own lightning, but it didn't work. As I reached up, I started to feel my own body lying in bed. I thought, "Crap, crap, don't wake up now, I've only had two minutes of fun!" I tried running my hands through the sand and grabbing people lying beside me, but nothing worked and I was dragged back to consciousness.
13.12.2009Dog Attack (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was on top of a grassy hill in a public park with a fitness trainer. Apparently I was too fat, and needed to lose weight, so we had brought my dog with us for a run. I should have realised this was a dream, if anything I need to fatten up! We were taking a rest of top of this hill, and I commented on how peaceful it was with no-one around. "Usually this park is swarming with dogs," I said. Not ten seconds later, four sheep dogs, a rottweiler and numerous other breeds I didn't recognise came out of the trees at the bottom of the hill. I got up to put my dog on the lead, in case he got into a fight with another dog. I couldn't catch him, and as usual, he ran straight over to the other dogs to say hello. He's big, friendly and stupid, my dog, but unfortunately not all other dogs are the same. Two of them attacked him, and I ran over to try and pull them off. I was annoyed at myself for taking off my socks and shoes, because one dog kept biting my feet. I had to punch one dog in the head to get it off. Another one tried to bite my dog's ear off. I woke up with my heart pounding!
13.12.2009Lego Castle (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This played out like an advertisement for a lego castle. A whole scenario was created, and lego men ran around unaided but narrated, trying to defend the castle from attack. The narrator was the voice of the main character's father, who sounded like Obi Wan Kenobi giving Luke Skywalker advice from beyond the grave. He intructed him how to swing round the inside of the castle, killing intruders as he went.
12.12.2009Right What Homework do I have? (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This was a classic "stressed-out" dream. Like where you realise you've got minutes before an exam and you haven't studied. Same idea. I used to get ones like this all the time. I was leaving school on a friday afternoon, and I didn't have much time to organise what books I needed to bring home until I had to get the bus. I looked in my "homework diary", and saw that I had an enormous 3-part Geography essay, a French practice paper, and something else for ICT. I ran around the school like a headless chicken for ages trying to find what I needed.
12.12.2009Music Festival (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was having a pretty uneventful dream about hitching a ride on a coach, and it was easiest to go back in again when I woke up. The coach driver (who was a lot like Chris Rock) had agreed to drop me off right outside my house, but instead he took a wrong turn and started heading into town. We drove through streets I didn't recognise, where the buildings were very ornate, but made of black and white stone. It looked weird as hell. I wondered to myself why my mind couldn't just give me my own town centre, that would have been fun to muck around in. I got off the bus in the middle of a very wide pedestrianized street. There was some kind of music festival going on down at the other end, and I could see a couple of my friends on the outskirts of the crowd. I levitated to knee height and zoomed over. As I got closer, I saw that they were caring for a girl lying on a bench covered in blood. Unfortunately I couldn't slow down in time to stop beside them, so I whooshed past and had to say very quickly, "Shitwhathappenedtoher?" I landed further into the crowd and ran back out to see what happened. My friend Lucy told me that she had been up at the front for the performance by Mika, but when he had swung his microphone, it had smacked her in the head. I wondered how the hell it could have caused so much bleeding; she was covered in blood. I gradually lost lucidity and we had to all carry the girl to a hospital.
10.12.2009Ant Colony Attacked by a Football (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Attachment 1352 I was an ant. Part of a colony located in a park, I was tasked with defense. The weather was warm and sunny, and I was standing on top of the anthill looking out over a vast ocean. I was maybe semi lucid, because I laughed to myself thinking that it was probably just a puddle. Out of nowhere, a gigantic sphere flew over the top of the anthill at an unbelievable speed, just clipping the top and sending me flying. It was a standard football. It landed in the ocean and sent a huge tidal wave at the beach. I got a posse together, since defence of the colony was my thing, and decided to remove the ball from our ocean lest it blow onto the land and crush us. The next thing I remember was being part of an elaborate formation of ants swimming round the ball. We all lay on our backs, linked up, and kicked in synchronisation. The ball gradually moved across the ocean, farther and farther away from the beach. I wasn't really doing much of the work.
10.12.2009Badass (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was too awake to get back to sleep when I tried to WILD earlier, but I fell asleep eventually (I just don't remember when) and had a DILD. The one's awesome. I was in some sort of class. It had just ended and everybody was leaving, but I was really slow at putting my stuff in my bag and got locked in. I wondered how else I could get out of there and became lucid. I walked up to a big globe of the Earth, and spun it round looking for a place to go. I had the overwhelming urge to go to the centre of the Earth. so I located the large hadron collider in Switzerland- for some reason it was labelled on the globe. I then blanked out the rest of the classroom and concentrated on the globe, imagining I was looking at the Earth from space. I then "fell" all the way down to Switzerland, into a hole in the ground which was the collider. I'm not sure why I reckoned this was the best point of entry to the Earth's core! The entrance looked something like this, going vertically downwards. I shot down the hole head first, and I was quickly at the bottom of the artificial shaft. I broke through the rock at the bottom and was immediately falling through the mantle. I wasn't swimming through magma, there was a passageway continually opening up in front of me, allowing me to descend without... melting or something! I saw the wall of the core up ahead of me. It was solid metal, but luckily the passage continued right through it. Finally I got to the centre. Right at the centre of the Earth was simply a space. It was a spherical room with a brown inner wall, about 3m in diameter. It was chaotic in there. There were loud noises coming from all around me, it was like being in the loudest part of a steelworks. There was the roar of furnaces, and the clank and scrape of metal banging away constantly. It was also hot as hell. I decided to keep going downwards- not like that means anything now, but I continued in the direction I had been going. I aimed to come out at the South Pole and attempt the basic task of the month, build a snowman. (North would have been better, then I could try the advanced as well) When I emerged above the ground, I saw not snow, but a temperate, semi-tropical climate. I was on the edge of a city, apparently nowhere near Antarctica. I saw two girls I know, and asked them where I was. They wouldn't give me a straight answer, so we started walking into town a bit. The city was full of skyscrapers and had busy roads. Whilst walking down a hill, I jumped up on a wall, then dropped down from rooftop to rooftop as the road went down. We came to a car park outside a white building. There was another car park beside it, with lots of limosines in it. There was also a big, long, gray capsule, which looked like it could be a fully-sealed limosine car wash. One of the girls explained that it was a robotic chamber, into which old cars were placed, and repaired. Apparently the capsule would fill with a special gas which repaired machinery. I took a running leap and landed on the most heavily guarded area of the car park, right beside the machine. An alarm went off, and security guards started advancing on me. My friend Pete was suddenly by my side, carrying a suitcase. "We've got to get out of here!" he said. Just to rock the boat a bit more, I went inside the machine through one of the sides, which had been left open. Pete followed. The door slammed shut with a "zzzip" noise, and vacuum sealed itself with a hiss. All of a sudden it started to move. We had been hitched up to a big rig and were being towed along a busy street at high speed. Samuel L. Jackson was driving. I fucking love that man. However, he was not friendly in this scenario! I somehow knew that he was taking us to his boss, but also wanted us dead. Gas started hissing out of vents along the floor of the machine. I tried to bash open the door as I had done a large window in a previous dream, and gave it a whack with my right elbow. Nothing happened. I took it up a notch and used my shoulder. The door opened a tiny crack, but it was immediately sucked closed, as there was a vacuum inside. By now Pete was struggling for air... bloody chain smoker! I though about burning my way out, and held out both my hands as balls of fire formed above them. I couldnt get them to be at all intense, so I decided that was a waste of time. Time for another tactic. I took a step back, concentrated on my right hand, and blasted a concussive force out of my palm which blew the door off. The gas was sucked outside and fresh air came in. The big rig skidded to a halt and Samuel L. Jackson got out. By now me and Pete had entered a juice bar on the other side of the street. I ordered an "orange one". But as I was about to lift it, the huge hand of Samuel L. Jackson came out of nowhere. He lifted it to his lips and drained it in one gulp. This was a gigantic version of the man himself. He was about 10 feet tall, and built like a brick shithouse. He was wearing the same suit and had the same hairstyle as he had in "Pulp Fiction." He looked past me to Pete, who was on my left at the bar. "What's in the case, man?" He asked threateningly. "Red-hot heroin," replied Pete without a moment's hesitation. "Mothafucka." Said SLJ in a conclusive manner. We got off our seats and ran outside, past Bruce Willis, as the character of John McLane from "Die Hard". He was advancing on SLJ. There were now many more people in the street, following John McLane. Just about every movie badass you could think of was there to back us up. The ones I remember are Riddick (Vin Diesel), Blade (Wesley Snipes), Chev Chelios (Jason Statham), and Rambo (Sylvester Stallone). There were plenty more who I can't remember. Nicolas Cage was there, as a character I didn't recognise, looking distinctly less badass than the rest of them. I think I must have become semi-lucid here, because I ran away rather than watch this ultimate showdown (of ultimate destiny lol). I ended up at a party, and had a romantic evening with a girl my brain invented for me!
10.12.2009Generations (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Noted this badboy down when I woke up in the middle of the night. I probably would've forgotten it otherwise. I was walking around a mansion, which my family apparently owned. We had a kind of underground basement/crypt which was very ornate- full of white marble. However it had fallen into disrepair, and somebody had broken in and ransacked the place. The corpse of my grandmother (not my real granny) was left out in the middle of the floor, and the small above-ground windows near the roof of the crypt were broken. There was a load of rubbish covering the body, including a set of roller-blades, which I wanted to try out but was afraid to go near. I was working in an office building nearby, I think for the government or something. I had recieved intelligence that "The Master" (from Doctor Who) was in the building, plotting something evil. I knew he must be in disguise as one of my co-workers. I had a suspicion that his plan involved ressurecting someone from the crypt to be his slave, or trying to start a war. Either way, I knew (somehow) that he had a time limit. He would have to do it by the end of the working day, or not do it at all. It was nearly time to go home, and people were talking about leaving. I tried my best to stall people from leaving by talking to them and spraying sluper glue around all the exits from some sort of spray can. (very useful!) I then got talking to a girl in the kitchen. She showed me how to make a pair of rings to be worn on the two little fingers. I should have become lucid here because my hands looked retarded as hell, but I thought nothing of it. She made herself a pair as well. Once she put them on, she turned into The Master, and started laughing maniacally. Then she ran off. I went into the "Intel Room", which was dark and full of fancy computers. A guy working at a terminal informed me that there was an indication that nuclear war between the USA and China was close. Apparently a Chinese nuclear submarine was parked right outside our building and was shining lights inside in a suspicious manner. This was enough for the USA to retailate by doing the exact same thing. (Apparently this office I was in was US government) There were doomsday alarms going off. They sounded like a standard alarm, but a woman running past screamed, "It's the doomsday alarm, we're doomed!" The guy at the computer terminal had an idea. He would contact the people on the submarine outside to see what their intentions were. I looked down on the submarine outside while he tried to get through. He was asking for a specific man, who he thought might be on board. I asked him how he knew this guy would be there, but he didn't answer. A while later the man he was looking for came on, and they had a short exchange in Chinese. It turned out that the submarine was merely a tourist attraction, and nothing to worry about. I went home, pleased that nothing had gone wrong. When I arrived back at the mansion, something was clearly amiss. There was silence in the house, apart from one woman walking slowly around the downstairs. I "recognised" her as my Aunt, whose name began with M, but I can't remember it now. The Master had brought her back from the dead and was now trying to take control of her. Luckily, she was too strong for him, and he wasn't able to make her his slave. After this, I never heard of The Master again, and me and my family got to work repairing the crypt. The corpse of my grandmother was taken out, then lowered through the roof into the right place. The windows magically repaired themselves in front of my eyes.
09.12.2009Anthology (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was handing in an anthology of poetry and writing in my English class. It was bound with a purple carboard sleeve, which had the title on it: "Shut up 'n Read". The teacher thought it was really good, so she brought in the headmistress to have a look at it. I didn't want her to see it, as i had included a few stories in it where I ripped the piss out of her ruthlessly. She was flicking through the first few pages nodding approvingly, then the bell rang. I looked at my timetable closely I was so close to getting lucid here! and saw that I was in ICT now, as it was 12:00pm. I tried to get the anthology off the headmistress, but she told me to go on to the next class and she would make sure to give me it back later. There was nothing I could do, so I went on. I saw her later, and she tried to attack me with a huge, bejewelled, brass claw-hand she had on her right hand. I managed to fend her off and escape.
08.12.2009Mutilation (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Tons of dreams last night, absolutely tons. Can't remember them though! Bollocks. Got one fragment which is truly fucked up! I was tied down with two other people on the floor of a hotel room. We were being held prisoner by some kind of psycho killer who was into mutilating his victims before finishing them off. I was in the middle of the two other people, one was a girl and the other was a guy. I won't go into details, cuz it's a bit sick, but none of us had a lot of skin left after 15 minutes! No pain or blood though! We eventually escaped and ran downstairs and outside. I realised I was missing one of my front teeth. The lack of that tooth was making the one beside it loose too, for some reason. I was pretty raging about losing that tooth. Apparently I had suffered no lasting damage from the skinning. Weeeeeiiirrrd shit.
07.12.2009Stylish Escape (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I did the typing technique again, and had a false awakening in my bed, in my old house. I remembered that I didn't live there anymore and became lucid. I went downstairs and looked out the living room window. There was a girl lying on the bonnet of a black car in the street. I was going to go out and "say hello" to her, but my friend Mark called at the door. We went into another part of my house, which for some reason became a petrol station. There were strange products crammed into the shelves, and I had a feeling they were all to do with dreaming, somehow. I talked to Mark for ages, and eventually revealed to him that this was a lucid dream and that he was merely a construct of my mind. I didn't put it this articulately in the dream, I said something along the lines of, "This is a dream, and you aren't real!" Always tactful. I wouldn't even have said this had I not read a thread earlier on DV about telling dream characters that they weren't real! Mark was really offended! He looked down and said, "Alright well..." Suddenly an alarm went off and the shutters started closing. I raced outside and got on a bike. I thought (and hoped) that it was a motorbike, but it turned out to be a standard bicycle. I got out of the petrol station in time and sped off down the road. I kept trying to turn the bike into a motorbike so I wouldn't have to pedal, but I couldn't. I even tried "revving" the gear changer and making "Vrooom!" noises, but to no avail. I was heading into town, and wanted some music to brighten up the journey. "Sweet Home Alabama" started playing and I sang along. Unfortunately I couldn't remember the words- not even the automatic "dream jukebox" playing the music could remember it exactly, so I mixed'n'matched pieces from different verses to make the song work! It played, but made little sense. I decided to take a walk on the wild side and pedalled into oncoming traffic. Most cars tried to avoid me, but one old green one didn't. I did a jump and bounced off the windscreen with my back wheel. I finally reached a roundabout in the middle of the city centre. I jumped off the bike and let it roll away. I found my brother's friend Adrian coming out of Starbucks with a few people, and I stopped to say hello. I think I lost lucidity here, because I spent a long time listening to a pointless conversation about a Facebook group Adrian was starting, then joining the group on his iPhone.
07.12.2009Last Day of School (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I came out of the previous dream after quite a short time. I wanted another go, so I thought about tactile sensations I had used in the past as a springboard. I went for a new one, which was typing on my laptop. I think it worked so well because it takes quite a lot of conentration- but you're concentrating on something imaginary, so a dream is created around it. I was typing as if I was talking on MSN, but no-one was replying. I kept looking up at the screen to see what I typed, but the stuff on-screen wasn't even close to what I meant to type! It was readable English, but complete gibberish; random words strung together. One time when I looked up at the screen, the user-interface of MSN was overlaid on top of a scene in my old school. "Sweet, I must be in," I thought. I forgot about MSN and started walking up a corridor. It was nearly night time- or it could have been just the end of a school day in deep winter. Either way, it was getting dark outside. I went into the assembly hall, where the headmistress was giving a speech to all my year. I suddenly realised that this was the last day of school. I looked around, and everybody was really sad. Some people were crying. I lost lucidity for a bit, and went around trying to cheer people up. I got a few photos taken with friends and teachers.
07.12.2009Granny's House (WBTB) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Overall, a damn successful morning for lucid dreams. Went for a WBTB, and got really deepy relaxed. Had some hallucinations for the very first time! I decided lying on my back wasn't working for me (since I always sleep on my side), so I rolled over and started feeling like I was "spinning" almost right away. This has never happened to me before, it was some freaky shit! I "woke up" in my Granny's old house, lying on the floor of the living room. I sat upright, but there was no strength in my back muscles and I flopped back down. I had to do a sort of rocking motion to get up. I looked out the window. It was late afternoon in early Autumn. As I stepped out into the hall, I saw that the front door was lying open which was weird. My Granny in known to do some strange stuff, but she is very careful about security! I (of course) expected my "dream Granny" to be the same! I thought about leaving the house and flying off somewhere (if I could manage it), but I heard a noise from the kitchen. I walked round to the door of the kitchen and looked inside. My Granny was making a meal, wearing her normal clothes, but with a massively oversized white t-shirt on as well. I tried to ask her what she was doing wearing that, but my voice didn't seem to work. I felt the dream slipping away...
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