Lucid Dream Semi-Lucid Sidenotes/thoughts/Waking First Dream I had a lucid dream about me summoning a fireball but the memories are distant. It was lucid, I know that for sure but it was buried by the other lucid dreams I had. The only other thing I am certain about was that I managed to summon a fireball by grabbing a cup of fire from a nearby already started fire. Second Dream I was on a school field trip with my friend Ben. We were eating some pizza when I decided to do a nose pinch RC, but I was having trouble actually pinching my nose because it was so small. He asked me what I was doing and I responded “Doing a nose pinch reality check.” I then woke up angry at myself for not doing other reality checks. I tried DEILD, imaging the tactile sense of the grass and road near my house. I managed to actually successfully do it and I looked down at my hands and had 6 fingers and 4 fingers. I did another nose RC and breathed through my pinched nose. I found a weird yellow object on the street so I thought it was a jellybean and ate it. It tasted quite a bit like a jellybean but the perfect amount of sweetness, the best jellybean I had ever had. I walked down the street but instead of being in the place I expected to be there was this massive town instead. Tons of houses were lined up against this oddly smooth stone road (Which was poor for tactile sense) I wandered the streets occasionally feeling the grass to stabilize the dream instead. I talked to a few dream characters and even summoned a matchbox in my direct line of vision. I decided to teleport back to my house by imagining a door being a portal there and I managed to get back home. I found my two “dream” brothers (I don't have two brothers) and they both looked like weird anime characters who were super snobby. I walked outside into my yard and stripped off my clothing to see what it would be like. I ended up waking up though and a tiny part of myself panicked that I had stripped myself IWL, but I managed to do a DEILD to get back into the dream. I had my clothing back on again though I walked back up to my house and imagined a dream character would be right behind a certain door I opened. Sure enough there was. I started changing how she looked and various aspects of her for a bit when I woke up again. I tried DEILD once again and managed to get back into the dream. I decided to stop messing around with that and teleported myself back to my street. I sort of wondered what being run over was like but any car swerved around me. I felt the grass once again to ground myself. I couldn’t keep myself in the dream though and woke up. I did do a ton of just walking around in this dream, but I'm not upset with the results. It was a pain waking up twice but that couldn't be helped. It was also my longest lucid ever and I forgot quite a bit of it. I'm sorry that this is a bit all over the place, but my memories of it are so jumbled I can barely make a linear story out of it. On the bright side separate chains allow dream tasks to be done multiple times, so I earned quite a few points for it. At the rate of which I'm having lucid dreams maybe I shouldn't have signed up for beginner's league. Competition points! Dream 1: First DILD of the Night - 10 points Element Manipulation - 10 points Dream 2: Chain 1 : Eat Something - 5 points Interact with a Dream Character - 2 points Reality Check / Stabilization - 1 point First WILD of the Night - 10 points Note: DEILD after a non-lucid dream counts as a WILD Advanced Unsummoning/Banishing - 10 points (Match box) Teleport - 10 points Chain 2 : Chain a Lucid Dream - 2 points Basic Summoning - 5 points Object/DC Changing - 5 points Reality Check / Stabilization - 1 point Interact with a Dream Character - 2 points Chain 3 : Reality Check / Stabilization - 1 point Chain a Lucid Dream - 2 points Teleport - 10 points Total : 86 points! Correct me on points if I'm wrong.
First dream I was a doom marine, wandering around the dark UAC station. With double barrelled shotgun I cleared my way through corridors, tearing through demons. The corridors seemed endless and empty, but I haven't felt lonely. I was full of energy and rapidly cleared my way. Attempted WBTB, failed Second dream It was a western, wild west. Known outlaw Bumble Jack was terrorising a few bigger cities, in most of which he had his dark business running. He corrupted sheriffs of these cities to have no troubles, except for sheriff of city in which he had main base, as that man was no threat to anyone. I was a dozen of years older. With my wife and son we were just going to move into the city of Bumble Jack, unaware of that. As we approached town gates, we were ambushed by his thugs. They wounded me and killed my wife and son, I escaped to city's sewers and lived there for a dozen of years. One day when I was sitting and reading a book in my hut, which I made in a small cavern joining with city's sewers, a vice sheriff of the city appeared. She was a tall blonde woman, quite pretty. She asked me what I've been doing there for all these years. I replied that I was dealing with rats. She asked how many I've killed, and I said that none. At the same time, the sheriff of the city climbed up a neon on a bar, in which Bumble Jack had his base. All townspeople have gathered to see this. Sheriff shouted to them to climb up the roof, help him get upper and that they'd deal with bandits next. But nobody wanted to deal with them, people went back to their houses to watch tv. Then I appeared in front of the bar with vice sheriff. With strong kicks we busted doors to bar open. A huge group of thugs appeared to deal with us. No one used gun, it was a fistfight. Together we kicked their asses, not getting hurt even slightly. We entered one of side rooms and found women and children tied up. Bumble Jack was about to sell them at the black market and get really big money. We freed them and showe them the way out, but then I noticed that someone was taking some tied women for himself. The vice kept freeing people while I ran after that man - it was my friend's sworn enemy. I chased him into the bar room, barkeep haven't cared about him. The man said something to me, but I was angry and didn't listened. I grabbed his head and smashed it against a bar counter, then still holding his head, I gave him a strong kick in teeth. He have fallen on the floor, unconscious. Then the barkeep seemed suspicious, so I kept an eye on him. He weirdly leaned over a wall. I asked him what he's doing, and he said "I inform". I shouted "Informant!" then Steven Seagall appeared behind the counter and said "Calm down, everything would be fine." Third dream I was in my house, it was a dark night. We had visitors who have just left, the house was tidied so that nobody could find anything. I wanted to brush my teeth, but couldn't find my toothbrush. I asked mother and she said that grandma have hidden all teethbrushes. I searched around the bathroom and house, then I asked grandma and she showed me where the teethbrushes are. I took mine and went to bathroom.
Tonight was the first night since last Friday where i could sleep in and i knew i could make some points. normally i would try to be more aware during the day and incubate now and then what i want to do with my lucid and maybe get of the computer some hours earlier and read a little or meditate but yesterday i just couldnt motivate myself... nevertheless i got some lucids but they where very short with bad quality and my overall awareness of the night was not to good too.. i got to bed at 23:15 and woke up for the first time at 3:45. wrote down a dream and go to toilet. i lay on my back, do progressive body relaxation and start with SSILD-Cycles my concentration is not too good again and i feel restless. after some cycles i lay an my side but dont fall asleep. i continue doing cycles but turn atleast two more times... not too good but i try to stay calm. after some time i feel drifting away. i see some HI and get an interesting bodyfeeling. suddenly i feel light vibrations and my body starts to spinn in my bed. i try to promote the feeling but suddenly it stops and i lay in bed again a little dissapointed. i stand up and sit on my desk [which is at a different corner in my room] i pick up a small container and notice that there is more inside as i thought and the screw cap is broken at one side. i think about put it into another container and while standing up i wounder and do a nosepinch. i am already dreaming! the feeling i had was indeed transition! just like that i try to push my thumb thru my palm and it works after some seconds. i am happy and jump right thru the wall outside. i hang in midair and for some reason i dont fall down... the quality is not too good... i try to get down, i look up and around and suddenly i start falling. i look down and there are some people going on the pavement. i crash next to them into the street and say "hi!" but they ignore me. i step onto the pavement and shout STOP to freeze time but everyone is moving on. i repeat my command and one guy seems to be a little confused and stops moving but more because i am shouting than because i freezed time okay so thats not working. i now shout REWIND! and after a second shout suddenly everything runs in fast rewind. good finally i get any reaction... i pick up a girl next to me and lay her down. i inspect her body from head to toe and make her stand again. the people go past me and i think about my next three step task. mass TK... i start with a traffic road sign. i try to lift it and it starts to shake. i think 'this sign is not heavier than a feather' and the pole rips out of the ground. i throw it aside and now i want to do it with a tree. it seems to be windy because the tree is moving. i concentrate again but wake up trying. now its 5:15 and i drink something and go again to the toilet and again repeat my procedure i am in a room that has similarities to a doctors room. there is a girl with very long hair. the hair gets stuck somewhere and i help her. a woman enters the room and she is harsh [this is some Harry Potter residue i think]. she says my hair and or my beard has to go. i sit in the chair and the girl starts to cut my hair. i trust her. then while still the woman is there she shave my beard with a razor but without water or soap. it hurts and i tell her. i stand up and leave the room. i move some stairs up, pass some people and enter a toilet where i look into a mirror. my beard is only shaved half and it looks terrible. my hair is short and has no shape. i am a little pissed and ask her if i done something to her or it was just random... we move down the stairs again and i slide on the handrail. we go to a party and i meet an old classmate C. she tells me she had some funny feeling in her mouth after eating some food half an hour ago. i tell her i know the feeling and i had it too some days ago as i take some drugs so i didnt know if it was the drugs or the food... [for some reason i feel like i talked to her about it already] we stand in line and there is another friend Y. some people are pushing and he pushes strongly back so that we nearly fall down from the terrace. i look angry to him because one could get hurt but he just smiles. i ignore him. he seems to know the security? because a guy next to me tell him he wants to buy a package of cigarettes for 2€ too... i see there is a desk with some prices/gifts. i conclude that the entrance costs 10 € but when you pay more you get a gift? i talk to the guy at the counter about a festival and that it was pretty big and all. that i like smaller ones and if he organizes another smaller one. he tells me that this party here goes also two or three days. while talking he changes into an attractive girl i start to flirt a little. i remember my beard and my hear and hope it looks not too bad but she seems not reluctant. suddenly i see a video of her doing some flicflac in the woods? and landscape changes and i am in the woods on a swing. i swing around and look at the horizon. there i see some lightnings and just like that i lift my arm and try to manipulate the lightnings. now i see a transformer station and i see some lightning coming out of my hand. i do a nosepinch and i am lucid. i notice that the quality is pretty bad and try to rub my hands on the swing but its not enough. so i let myself fall down from the swing to the ground and crash down with my whole body. this stabilizes enough and i stand up. behind me the sun goes down and it looks pretty nice. i move up the hill where i saw the lightnings and want to do some TK again. some stones are already levitating and i lift a handful more. there are some runes with blue glowing signs and i pick up one or two and activate them so they disappear but i wake up before i see an effect.
Liam and Jack are recurring dream characters of mine. Liam always leaves me in a state of awe, like seeing a deceased loved one. When Jack appears, it's like...seeing a friend you haven't seen in a long time. Sometimes he's an ass. With Liam I'm always vividly aware, I can hear his voice. Feel textures. It's like becoming lucid. Jack is always more about emotions or situations. Saja is a facet of my personality. Sometimes I become her when I dream. She belongs to Liam. I find myself walking down the hall in my new apartment. I see a man kneeling at the foot of my bed, he's strikingly familiar. Dark-haired, wearing a plaid shirt and black jeans. This should immediately make me think of Jack, but I can't seem to think of his name. I go into my room, which is larger. The closet doors are open and there's a large alcove at the foot of the bed. I regard him with some fascination, as I always do. There's a random person hanging out by one of the windows, and also a man laying before him. My ex? This is important, my time to explain. Because when I step up beside him I am not myself. I am Saja. I want to tell my ex, and Jack about how there's this whole other person hiding in my subconscious, that takes over when I'm dreaming. When I step up beside him he addresses me, though he continues to stare forward into the alcove. "I've...come a long way to find you." He sounds strained and a little hesitant, "Do you...know who I am?" I never get a clear look at his face, only his mouth. Everything feels slow and perfect as I drop to my knees in front of him, uncertain. He is familiar, for sure. No one could have come further than Liam, though. And because I am so firmly Saja right now, and not myself. I breathe Liam's name with a sad kind of reverence. Jack hesitates. His stark, angry disbelief ripples through the air, striking me like a slap. My mistake leaves me cold and a little ashamed. Jack's mouth twists into a slight sneer. "Liam. Always Liam. He isn't even real. Just a fantasy you've built into a man." He's trying to shame me because I've hurt him. I'm embarrassed and I want to counter his statement. Liam is just as real to me as he is. What about all the times of I've seen him? With his fire-like hair and crooked smile? I don't speak, just convey my recognition. I KNOW him, but I'm afraid to call him Jack, just in case I am wrong. A moment later Jack gives lie to his pronouncement of Liam being a fabrication. His voice is low and intense, "Do you think he would have done the things I've done for you?" He wants to show me what he's done, and rips his shirt off. Because of the drama behind the action I expect to see some sort of scar to represent his sacrifice. There is nothing, though. His skin is pale and smooth. That doesn't mean it isn't there, only that I can't see it. I regard him silently and give him a small smile, pressing my mouth to his by way of apology. There's a confusing sequence, in which I am doing things but also not doing them at the same time. My sister arrives to make fun of me for my actions. I make excuses for my behavior but my shame sharp. I leave the room instead, hoping she will forget. I go out into the living room, I suddenly have a grey cat. I've had him for a week, I realize. I frown...realizing there isn't a litter box. How could I have forgotten? I find my sister in my room, except now it's her son's room. She's cuddling with her own cat, a long haired grey female. I tell her I somehow forgot she had a cat. I initially felt like a jerk for forgetting a litter box for my cat, then relieved that there was one in the house. There was also some weird thing about being in a bar, and the drunken masses choosing sober people to 'ride the wave'. They would pick us at random, swinging us into the air with wild abandon, like crowd surfing. Then buy us a drink afterward. I meet a man who looks a little like Neil Patrick Harris, who endured the swinging, just for the drunken people to offer him a drink. Just like they did for me moments before. He introduces himself as Jack. I smile a little, knowing he isn't my jack but wishing he was.
Updated 08-10-2016 at 06:22 AM by 54746
1 pt for 2 non lucids = 1 pt No points for chaining because it was not a lucid. I'm sorry to disappoint with my lousy 1 pt. Three Step Goals: 1.Advanced Flying 2.Element Manipulation 3.Mass Telekinesis New Dream goal: Go to the Moon Old Dream goal: Go back to Venice Had 2 Non-lucids. Both contained basically the same content. My ex-girlfriend (And by ex-girlfriend, I mean in the literal sense. And yes I am married to a man now.) It was 2 chained dreams. She & I were fighting really badly in both. Including me reminding her of why I will never allow myself to every be involved w/ her in anyway. She started out as my best friend & the relationship changed obviously into something else. Eventually I realized she was a person who was toxic to me. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Side Notes-Purple Competition Notes-Teal
Updated 08-10-2016 at 05:34 AM by 90317
On the house, I'm trying to find the switch of the lights, but I saw a black cat that has green eyes and very aggressive to me. I run away but it is chasing me. I tried to go to the bathroom but the cat jumped on me and the dream ends. On that day, something good happened.
Sultana phone I'm in my mom's house, in her living room. It's still a bit dark. There's a bed and I'm lying on it. I'm using my phone. I just bought it off a family member for 200 (whichever currency) It's an iPhone which is slightly newer than my old 4S, but still not that new. It has the appearance of a Sultana cookie. The keyboard is messed up. There are different colours for groups of keys. There is a static part and then there is a dynamic part, where the letter that appears on the key depends on which letter was last typed. It seems to be a helpful prediction tool, but I hate the shit out of it. I need to change this setting later. A family member, not sure who, asks to borrow my phone so that he can text my cousin. Sure, hang on. I go to my whatsapp and then to our conversation. I also invert the colours back to normal. I hand over my phone. I move a bit down on the bed and my family member sits down, half on my chest. Dude! That's me your sitting on. He gets up. Heavy guy, I can still feel it in my chest. Next thing I walk to the kitchen with my phone, where my mom is. I show her my phone. Who thought of this design? This is not durable at all. Promo girl I'm in a big chain electronics store with my mom. There's some type of prize competition going on, where you can win stuff. My mom has a misprinted.. whatever it is. The moment the male employee (super polite) mentions this, she starts acting all greedy and demands a prize. It's embarrassing really. I drag her out of the store and give her a lecture. She wants to go back in again. I tell her that just because there was a misprint doesn't mean she can automatically claim a prize. She has her mind set on a microwave. I ask her what she would do with it anyway. We already have 2. What's the point? Stop acting like this. I drag her to a bench and sit her down. I continue lecturing her and point a folder in her face while doing so. Super rude, but necessary. Shortly after, 2 or 3 cigarette promo girls pass [that's a thing in Indonesia]. The first girl is Liza from my old high school. She has a red/white/blue outfit. Next are 1 or 2 Indonesian girls in a red/white outfit. A girl approaches me. There are two people standing to my left, whom are part of my group, though I can't remember who they are. I believe they are female though, causing the girl to decide to try to approach me. The girl is now a white girl with dark blonde hair and very cute. She whispers something in my left ear. It takes me a few tries to understand it. First of all cause I was expecting Indonesian, second because my mom is blaring through it. After realising that the girl is speaking in Dutch, I somehow expected her to say something about Liza. Instead, she mentions that I give excellent parties. There is a party going on around us. I tell her that I'm not sure whether I should take the compliment or admit that it's not my party. There were a few FA's where I made notes for this dream. Also had a very disturbing dream where I saw my little brother eat his own poop just for fun. Nearly made me puke
I recall a room, and seeing something, a creature or "presence" that scared me. I wanted to flee. There was an elevator in the room. I got in, and pressed a random floor number. The elevator moved, and stopped. The doors opened... revealing another elevator. The floor numbers were all weird and made no sense. The building must have had an impossible shape or height or them to make sense. I think I moved through several elevators before getting out. At some point, in the first elevator, there was a small statue (?) on the floor. I was "sucked into it" and it was revealed that the statue was a gateway to a hidden dimension....
1. I'm walking down a pathway in what appears to be a supermarket/mall area. I wonder why there are such huge containers of ice cream in a massive row of freezers. I realize I'm dreaming! I decide to get some ice-cream; why not? A memory from the previous dream clicks in and I look farther down the row of freezers for slow churned. I stick my hand through the glass and pull out cookie dough. I then decide to pull out some chocolate fudge as well. i walk quickly back to where I came from as I try a scoop. It doesn't taste very vivid, so I quickly ignore the containers and continue to fly down the pathway, past a large man with blonde balding hair. I approach a counter of a small store at a food-court area where one of my co-workers happens to be working in the dream. The dream becomes a bit unstable so I quickly grab over the large glass barrier and pull myself up, anchoring in. I see the face of my co-worker and reach back to see what he's vending. I see that he's making chicken of some sort and grab a piece. It tastes like chinese sweet and sour. #When you're hungry in the middle of the night, and LDing 2. I'm aware I'm dreaming as I'm in bed. I look over and S is right next to me. A song by 311 starts to play and the room has a very relaxed feel to it. I want to get some lighting going, so I intend some lights to appear as I peer over the bed. A small platform on the ground appears with several small lamps, glowing dimly with interesting hues. i turn over and look at S, and she flitters in and out of focus. I concentrate on her appearing solidly back into the dream again, and she does. I transition through some interesting void-like states in which I am aware that I can become lucid in upcoming dreams. My mind reasons that I am too close to waking for some reason, and lucidity doesn't come through all the way. At one point I enter a non-lucid and fly down a hallway with an undead wizard standing partway up a staircase. I get an interesting thought right after the scene that if I imagine the scene again, I can have a lucid dream. I re-enter the same scenario, my hands come out in front as I approach the undead figure, and I have a brief moment of lucidity before entering into non-lucids
Updated 08-13-2016 at 01:59 PM by 50425
I was in a non-lucid wandering the halls of a giant mansion (lower levels seemed to be underground [i.e. packed clay walls] and floorplan like ant's nest). I realized I was dreaming. Went looking for a room with a window, instead found a room with a blue bed (it was basically Stephen's room, but in the underground clay ant style). Lay down, closed my eyes and warped to a room with an open blinded window (like the Yaes'), (in a real building, either the upstairs levels, or a different building). It was around 15:00. Flew down/out of the window and landed on the ground. (I was on the second or third story. There were two stories above me) The building I had been in was the hotel/restaurant we took the bike trip pictures at, but the back, rather than the front. I saw Stephen, caught up with him, told him I could fly He said, "Nice!" After asking him to fly, he told me he hadn't learned to fly with me yet, so he needed help. I held onto his hand and we tried to levitate at the same time. We/he were too heavy. Almost woke up. I decided I should get on his back and have him fly. Success! As we flew up, it became evening/night. The lights from the houses were really pretty, and all different colors. I got off Stephen's back and flew beside/in front of him. We were flying over the Lakedale lake (the hotel I came out of was positioned around where the girls' tents were). The island at Lakedale became the little island near the rope swing. The land beyond it was rocky, the water was cold and dark, some ice, and snow on the land and the ice. I saw Selah while flying, flew lower, caught her hand and we kept flying. (We talked for a bit, but I don't remember what we said. Some things about the bike trip and about the scenery) We flew above the old castle they hiked to (on the bike trip), all covered in snow. I think I was planning to drop Selah on the castle turret, Aaand dream faded.
Updated 01-16-2018 at 02:17 AM by 90195
*Me and Jennifer were at a bar and I asked her to dance. We started to dance and thought to my self I like her before Jesse did. The feeling was deep and very heartfelt. *I was riding in the car with a beautiful Japanese women. She became evident that she was married but wanted to sleep around with me. She asked me if I wanted to get a hotel and she would pay for it. I thought about saying but I was so excited and she was so sexy. At this point we were in Japan driving around in some parking garage trying to figure out were to park.
08.09.2016 09:45 AMSummoning DreamCafe11 (MILD) I am at a party with my girlfriend Chiara and I step outside for a bit. There is stuff from the party laying around but it seems everyone has gone inside and I am alone. I do a routine reality check and when it works I feeze. Wait, this means I am dreaming. Okay. I fly up into the air and then realize starting my goals don't require me to go anywhere and I am just being distracted. I fly back down next to the pool and realize how non vivid this dream is. I walk over to the table and feel a napkin to stabilize as much as I can but there is not much I can do. My goal is to summon DreamCafe11 and FireFlyMan and then go on a DHL mission with them. I go to the middle of the yard for some space and stick my hand back and then pull it forward and I am surprised when no one is there. Duh, I have to actually imagine their hand first. I stick my hand back and feel a hand take hold of mine. I say,"Hi Song." (Song is DreamCafe11's DHL super hero name.) and I pull the person forward to where I can see them. It is a girl with pink hair and a pink outfit. She is smiling but doesn't say anything. It looks like the drawing DreamCafe11 made! Unfortunately, I start to wake up. I wake up in a unfamiliar bedroom. Chiara is there and I think we are spending the night at a friends house after a party. I tell her about the dream and journal it on a computer. I wonder why I journaled it digitally instead of in my paper journal. I haven't kept a digital journal in a long time. I only type a few sentences and we get back to sleep. I am in Star Trek and some bad guys have stolen the flash drive that contains the dream journal I just made. The bad guy runs a freighter company and I see that his ship is more like a train with each part not touching but being pulled by magnets. He is about to use a nuclear bomb to give him a boost to get away so I use the teleporter pad to beam onto his ship. I find the room where the flash drive is transferring and take it back. I am in a game of DayZ getting taken hostage. They are uncertain about what they are doing so they give us our guns back. When their backs are turned I unload on them because I don't want people that indecisive knowing where we are even if they are mostly friendly. I am at the same party with Chiara but this if before we are getting in bed to spend the night. There are a ton of kittens and we have to shoosh them out of the room. When I lay down in the dream I wake up in real life. By the time I woke up I had mostly forgotten all of this. I turned over and was about to go to sleep but had a strange feeling that I had gotten lucid so I tried harder and was able to piece this back together. I am pretty disappointed I woke up right after summoning DreamCafe11 but at least I got some points for the competition!
Something to do with Legos. There was a building challenge where you had to buy five or ten of the same set and build something cool with it. -+- I was in the park in my neighborhood. It was cloudy/overcast. There was no grass, the ground had just been replaced with hard, dry topsoil, and all the trees were there but they were dead husks of what they were originally. I remember seeing my dream self there. Somebody was talking about tattooing an arrow onto the forehead of my dream-self. I shooed them away and said "That's mine". Something weird was going on here. I was my waking life self, but my dream self was in the dream too. I remember I was periodically phasing into my dream-self's body and becoming more lucid, then returning to my own body. When I was in my own body, my dream-self would still be present, but he was like a robot. He had a very blank expression and would just follow me around and obey basic commands, and moved with a very robotic demeanor. But when I phased into my dream-self, my waking self would completely disappear. I remember thinking to myself that my phasing in and out of my dream-self was indicative of my level of lucidity. I remember thinking how normally I do 100 counts in meditation, but yesterday, I stopped around 50. I thought to myself "Huh, half the meditation, half the lucidity..." (Without realizing that at that level, if I would have just been able to realize what was actually going on, I could have broken through to full lucidity with basically no effort...) -+- Something to do with these seven girls from my college. They had this ritual of, every Thursday, spending their paychecks on beer. They would go to a subway station and play this Jeopardy-type trivia game. There was also some reason that we were in a subway station, it was somehow related to simcity 4 and I was building too many subways in the city that nobody would use. (This is actually a bad habit of mine when I play any simcity game is to go a little... overboard with my mass transportation.) Each time they got a question right they would chug a can of beer. This meant that the game was balanced, so if someone was doing well at answering questions, they would get more drunk and start to fall behind, and the game essentially ended with everyone wasted, and for whatever reason, I was the host of this competition. Anyways I asked some $100 question about renewable energy in Europe and everyone got it right, so they all drank beers. Immediately after the first beer, all seven of them were drunk and it broke down into a "who could stomach the most beer before throwing up" contest. There was also something to do with the seven sins and each of the girls was representing one of them. I'm not sure if this was some kind of symbol or just a part of the characters they put on when they played this game. I did a WBTB after waking up from this dream and went to the bathroom. -+- I remember going online and finding a comic strip that I had started drawing in 2009, and worked on again in 2012. Someone told me that I should finish it and publish it to make money (reason being that I had to pay a toll to drive a crappy tugboat that I also lived on through the panama canal...?) I remember looking through the old comic that was in a big thick hardcover book. The cover was plain red but the first page was left blank. After that was a really detailed waist-up drawing of an anthropomorphic moose woman with a quilted scarf around her neck. There was no diaolouge bubbles in the comic (I think there might have been some notes scrawled in the margins on what the story was about, but I didn't read em) I was able to figure out parts of the story just by reading it. The moose woman seemed to be in progress of infiltrating an island fortification protected by these large cube shaped robot sentinels with disproportionately small legs and numerous searchlights in order to steal some kind of teapot. The robot sentinels were painted bright yellow with red polka dots on the cube parts but were gray and mechanical in the searchlight mechanisms. The teapot was kept deep underground in a vault. When the moose woman reached the teapot she was caught by a character who looked like Marcus. There were several secret service guys around her pointing strange weapons (Looked like laser pistols from the fallout series). It seemed to be a dialogue scene but since there were no speech balloons I couldn't figure out what the characters were talking about. The comic seemingly cut off. It changed to a more simplistic cartoonly style. It was something Steven Universe related and I was wondering how I could have been ripping off of Steven Universe in a comic strip that I supposedly drew before the show ever came out. I then came to the conclusion that somehow the person who made SU stole from me. I turned the pages. There was what looked like a page from the Avatar Comics spliced in there, and a few pages of weird hybrid images that seemed to be depicting a crossover between avatar and SU. It seemed to be a diaolouge-heavy scene but there were no word ballons. There were several pages of sketches and 'storyboards' of comics, and . I skipped over them wanting to get back to the beautiful, full color comics from before, even if there were no word bubbles I was enjoying looking at the pictures and trying to figure out what on earth the story was about. I think I found a few more pages of completed comic art but forgot what the subject matter was. I flipped back to the earlier pages promising to make more of an effort to decipher what happened in them, but when I turned back to the pages they were reduced to an incomprehensible mess of scribbles and sketches. I said something to the guy running the lock about my tugboat. He said that the boat was hardly worth a penny in the condition it was in. I said that I wanted to clean up the boat and repair it to make it worth more. I remember getting this rush of motivation to clean it up. I began looking through the rooms of the boat (that had been sort of a makeshift house of mine) and finding piles of junk in them. The guy charging me to use the lock sat down with a calculator and started calculating how much the junk items I sold him would be worth. The first thing I threw out were two tricycles meant for very small kids. One was princess themed and the other was slightly larger and teenage mutant ninja turtle themed. I then threw away a broken umbrella, a box of old newspapers, etc. I cleaned out the main living room on the boat and then washed the metal walls with dish soap and repainted them. I remember there being some moral about taking good care of where you live, because chances are it will take care of you. Dream carried on with my life in the room on the tugboat. I lived there, but it was also where I worked. Now I had a nicer place to live not full of junk that I had collected. -+- I was on my college campus. I remember the campus had experienced something strange, that tectonic activity had apparently acted on a particular mineral below the ground of the campus. The mineral caused there to be pockets of negative gravity. They weren't dangerous because if you stepped inside of one, you'd float up for a bit, but hit the top of the negative gravity bubble then be moved off to the side by wind currents or imperfections in the field and be moved to the border of the field where normal gravity would slightly rule out the negative gravity and force you downwards slowly. In other-words the These were fun to play in. People made up games where they would throw rocks into the negative gravity wells and they would shoot upwards and they would try to get their rock the highest just by throwing it forward. A female and male scientist pair were sitting there with a computer and some scanning equipment (their scanning equipment looked like several electric guitar amps wired to a fancy laptop) and they showed me computer visualizations of the gravity bubbles. They were just that, bubbles, sphere shapes. But they talked about how the gravity bubbles would increase exponentially because as they spread, they would activate more of the mineral and align the crystals to expand and join the bubbles until they formed a massive bubble hundreds of miles wide. I remember going inside of one of the buildings. Parts of the building had gravity bubbles inside of them. Campus workers had built plywood ramps that slowly inverted students and staff to walk on the wall and ceiling as they passed in and out of bubbles. I had to go to the advising office to talk about something. Everything in the office had been moved from the floor to the ceiling. I had had a boring conversation with the advisor (don't remember it.) I went back outside to meet my friends S and C. They asked me if I wanted to play with them in the gravity bubbles. I would have said yes but my Taekwondo Instructor appeared and said explained a plot about a guy who was an executive of this corporation who wanted to mine the gravity mineral and use it to power something for his corporation. He was supposed to be banned from it but there was a loophole in the law and if he could make it across campus and turn in a certain form before a certain time that day he couldn't get the permit to open his mine. I remember we began chasing after him. Then the scientists approached me again and informed us that we shouldn't try to get across campus because the gravity bubbles were cascading out of control faster than they had originally anticipated. We went after the guy anyway. We eventually tracked him down to this part of campy that does not exist in waking life. It looked like we were somewhere in Venice or this Italian city. There were these large white brick houses with red roofing tiles and vines growing up the side, and this big archway structure. We saw the corporate guy who looked like Amit from Infected Mushroom. He had his son with him and his son had a bodyguard. We tried to confront him but apparently the guy, his son, and his bodyguard knew martial arts too. He tried to warn us to back off and he did all these flips and kicks and stuff but we didn't back down and we started fighting everyone. I got stuck fighting the son's bodyguard. He was a big guy, suprisingly agile for someone of his size and he seemed to be getting the upper hand (dag nabbit if I was lucid this would be a different story). I kept stepping back and avoiding his strikes. I remember stepping back into a wall and walking up the side of the wall. (Not congruent with how the gravity bubbles were explained to work earlier.) ... I don't recall how but we managed to turn the tide of the fight. We tied up the son and his bodyguard with vines but the businessman got away and signed the deal to mine the mineral. Somehow, even though this had only happened over the span of a couple minutes there was already a huge mining complex with chutes, hoppers, a large tower, and a railway linkup constructed where the dorms should have been on my college campus. The man was standing on a stage talking about how he was going to use the gravity-defying mineral to create flying cars. Then the scientists came and said that the gravity bubble had collapsed (despite the fact that we were not all floating) but it was now pulling all of the world's oceans towards this one spot. I could see a big tsunami (about 50 feet tall) coming through the trees. I climbed to the top of a building. The dream blurred out there. -+- I remember false awakening and signing on to dreamviews. I wrote up the first three dreams of this entry, with time skipping most of the actual writing and it being me just remembering key details of them hoping and refresing them in my mind, probably the reason I come to you all with four nonlucid/semilucid dreams, and posted them as a dream journal entry. DreamCafe had commented on my entry almost the moment I put it up. It was a link to my art thread where she had posted a picture. The picture was of her and all three of her regular guides sitting on the end of a bed. From left to right was Dawn, who was reading a newspaper, Cafe herself holding a cake with a birthday candle, Eye, in boxer shorts and sleep deprived looking, and Kiro with a cone party hat and a big present. There was a heart-shaped foil balloon tied to the bed post by Kiro that said "happy birthday". I remember the picture was also done in a style that resembled her art. The color pallate was interesting too. The background was grayish/purplish, and each of the guides were outlined in a dark shade of their respective color. The foil balloon was the only thing that looked different since it had full colors and looked realistic rather than drawn. It looked like it had been cut out of a photograph and photo-shopped into her drawing. The internal logic behind it being a birthday was that it was the anniversary of the day she had first managed to lucid dream. I remember downloading the drawing and opening it myself in Photoshop. I wanted to see what was on the newspaper. The headline said something about a famous white racing horses head that had been replaced with a bird's head. I thought it was funny. I tried to zoom in further to read the actual text but it became too pixelated. I could read the headline on the back of the first page that read "Scientists have confirmed that energy from renewable sources is the same color as regular energy." This had something to do with the question that I asked to the drunk girls in the second dream. 1,000 words short of that other really dream journal. (Maybe I should give up on LUCID dreaming and try to see how many non-lucid dreams and fragments I can recall in a single night.) LD 1pt*5=5 Frag 0.5pt*1=0.5 WBTB 2pt*1=2 Total: 7.5
It begins in a house that is not my own. A friend an I have snuck in, and have no way escape. We jump out of a window into a courtyard, and quickly the woman who owns this property arrives with her dog. I run to the entrance of the house at the front of the courtyard and lie down next to it.I am wearing bright yellow fluorescent colouring and this will simply not do. She sees me, and freaks out. I pretend to be asleep, as if she will think I am simply lost and stumble d here alone. My friend runs away. She forgts about me and I walk into the house next door. To my surprise, Melanie and her parents are there. I start talking to them, and then enter the closest thing to a lucid moment. I begin my new habit of staring deeply into a girls eyes the entire time we speak. She is noticeable affected by this, and there is a moment of total clarity, me staring at her up and down, drinking in the exact way she looks. Her freckles are more prominent than normal. Her eyes a dark green, beyond normality. I am suddenly transported to my house. The guys are smoking weed in the living room and there is a knowck on the door. It is a chinese man, apparantly my landlord's husband. He comes in to arrest us for this violation, but I point out a strange wood stove in the front hall that is seemingly the cause of all the smoke. He allows this, and by the end of the converstion he and her are smoking weed with us. I am transported again. I am in a small garden on an island only 50 feet off the shore of a city. In the middle of the garden is a great energy, a writhing black force that comes out in tentacles, like a curse from a miyazaki film. I speak to it, and it speaks back in the gentle and calm voice of an ancient female entity. The time has come to shake the earth again, perform a hard reset, and this one is going to be more fantastic than any other. I go to the shore to prepare for this. I find two of my friends, one of which is a regular guy, the other a seemingly normal man that I know is actually a timeless magician, who has grown tired of his identity and simply blends in with the world around him. Suddenly I say "There is going to be an explosion." Somewhere off the coast, the black spirit expands in an instant, nuking the earth. We stand behind a house, and the shockwave comes full force around the structure but does not manage to move the house itself. We are safe from the initial blast, but the fallout has left everything electrically charged. My friend reaches up to touch this energy, and it jolts him hard, changing his body chemistry. This is magical energy, powerful stuff. He becomes bloated, yellow and black, and begins manipulating. I make contact, and my perception of all around me sharpens, as I no longer see from my body but from cinematic angles all around us. The third man, the old one, opens his arms to the energy, and before my eyes small beings begin to walk off of him. There is a beautiful small red headed girl, a gnome, and many creatures that look this time like the small, good hearted creatures of Miyazaki's films. He tells me that he is not a man, but a magical being who has now been transformed into so much more. His body itself is indescribable, sometimes the same man, sometimes a massive twisting creature made of all colours and densities, staring into my eyes. He reverts to being a withered old man, now surrounded by the community of small beings that have multiplied off of his own, and together we stand, ready to face the new world. I wake up.
Today, I was rummaging through an old box of toys from when I was a little kid. I found a small metal Thunderbird 1. I instantly appeared to remember it. Not just from childhood, but like I had seen it very recently, possibly in last night's dream. I could be wrong, which is why I added this explanation. I saw a picture of Earth. There was an "aura" of sorts around it, and large spots on the surface as well. I think the aura was the magnetic field. Suddenly, I realized those spots weren't spots at all. I "moved the camera" sideways, and saw that the spots were actually one big solar flare coming from the sun, on its way to Earth.
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