I'm in the back of a cab with S heading down a very steep hill. We have a cab driver, and the man is wearing a rimmed cap. We're having a conversation about different relatives who live in Europe. I look at her as my awareness breaks through, and in a very collected, nonchalant manner I tell her how awesome it is that this is all a dream. I look around the cab and take in the vivid colors of dark red of the seats that have a slight glow in the dark of the night. I then follow up by saying that it is a DILD we are in actually, and explain to her that it is because I became aware of the dream as it was occurring. I say this with an interested smile of satisfaction. I look to either side of the very narrow road we are traveling down in the dead of night. Closely packed building, roughly 3 stories high, stand crammed next to eachother. The architecture resembles that of 19th century Europe in a city area. Archways over windows and doors are intricately formed into the cement foundation of the structures. The row of buildings - which appear to be living quarters are dark goldden yellow. A couple groups of two to three people begin makin their way up the narrow sidewalk as we make our descent; they are dressed in very old clothing resembling 17th-18th century western Europe. The dresses are gray, and the hats are black. S's face is different as I look back, and it appears to be a different DC altogether. The DC gives an expression as though it is cognitively impaired - not processing any information I'm saying. I still ask the DC to help me stabilize, and follow up by stating I want to see how a DC would do. I then decide to fly up and out of the car to the bottom of the hill, where the street meets another street at an intersection. I turn left and see a group of three people. I fly forward rapidly to see their faces, yet they all vanish into wisps of smoke as I get near. I raise up into the air turning left and gaze town to the two story building which has a small ledge outside the second floor. I decide to stay in this area as I feel this will keep the dream stable for now. I fly toward this white colored second level, and begin thinking about dream flying dynamics, and how the dream space is all just existing in my mind. I make a bit of progress, then quickly enter a void and simultaneously ramp up my awareness in order to maintain the dream. I tell myself that I'm goign to hold awareness no matter what. I hold for about 15 seconds, then feel the interesting transiton back into my physical body. I hold perfectly still for a couple minutes attempting a DEILD.
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*Saving a friend from voodoo. This Egyptian lady appeared and said is that all black people are remembered for is slavery. *I was in a pre Christian temple. The design of the place was very usual something I have never seen. Lama Surya Das was sitting at the top on some kind of a throne. Also the Dalai Lama was there. *I was making out with this beautiful girl. I felt I was falling in love.
I had no lucid dreams. I'm so pissed off that I can't find the answer to my video issue! I got to the youtube link & use the insert video button & it displays this https://youtu.be/KWcxgrg4eQI but won't embed it. I have asked around & no-one else seems to have this problem. I use google chrome & I tried to use the yahoo browser too. I have tried other links that others on here have given me & still I can't imbed a video in my journal. I hope someone reads this & gives me some help.
HAHAHHAHAHA!!! I CAN MAKE UP FOR MY CRUDDY DREAM RECALL THE PAST FEW DAYS! I put a pad of paper by my bed and wrote everything I could remember down when I woke up in the middle of the night. No lucid dreams, but the better dream recall is something I'm proud of. Dream 1: I was in someone's garage, and they'd asked me to move their washing machine from the garage into the laundry room. I picked it up, and it was surprisingly light. It had a strap and I carried it over my shoulder through the house and put it where it belonged. The owner of the house came back home with his granddaughter, who was a little blonde girl riding a red tricycle. Dream 2: My friend Mary Cate was on the news, though I'm not sure why. I was watching television and saw an interview of her, and told everyone in my family "Look! It's Mary Cate!". She was showing the reporter some crafts she'd made and taking her on a tour of her bedroom. It was a bit odd, and she seemed nervous, but it was exciting to see her on television. Dream 3: I was in my little sister's classroom, and they were learning about spelling while I watched. Then, a little boy I've never seen before interrupted the lesson, and began teasing my sister, calling her "an Anna Bee". For some reason, this was a horrendous insult, and my sister looked hurt while the rest of the class laughed. He then continued to pester her, calling her annoying and weird. I went off on the kid, telling him it was not alright to say things like that or treat anyone that way. My mom was there, and tried to tell me not to get upset, but I was furious. The kid looked slightly frightened, but I wasn't yelling, I just had raised my voice a bit. My sister looked grateful. Dream 4: Feeling bad about the incident with the little boy, where, I admit, I might have gotten a little wound up, I decided to go to mass. Something about the church struck me as odd, as there were very few people there, and the priests were just sitting down in front of the altar. There was nothing occurring that usually does during a mass, and people were just sitting in the pews, silently. Then Liam walked by, and said nothing to me, but seemed the happiest I'd ever seen him. He was relaxed and his almost permanent scowl was nowhere to be seen. Then, I went up to get communion, as everyone else was. I went to the first priest, who was still sitting in front of the altar. A woman sitting next to him was holding a box of soy crackers, which was odd. I held my hands out for communion, and he gave me a saltine. I was very confused, so I held them out again... And got a triscuit. I tried one last time and got a whole grain cracker of some sort. "Umm, what are these for?" I asked. "I'm fasting," he said. I walked away confusedly and got communion from the other priest, who was standing by the doorway. Then a woman walked over to me, and we started talking. Somehow, I knew she was an angel, but she wouldn't admit it to me. She told me I knew something no one else did, but didn't divulge anything more than that. Dream 5: I was walking in what looked like a big city, past rows of skyscrapers, when a scary looking homeless man came over to me. I tried to walk away, but he attacked me and tackled me to the ground. Then, a boy from my English class who I rarely talk to and don't particularly like, named Tyler, showed up and fought against the homeless man, and got him off me. He continued to fight the man while I got up and ran away. Dream 6: I was in some weird alternate dimension that was essentially Minecraft. Everything was blocky, except for the people (myself and the other DCs). It was like a combination of the Nether and the End, with random elements from the game thrown in, which was weird... If you don't know what those are, one is like hell, with fire and lava, and the other... I don't know how to quite describe it. It's certainly odd. I was there with the guy I like, Etienne, and some other friends, though I can't recall who the others were. We had to fight off monsters and stay alive long enough to jump into the portal that would take us home (in the game, most portals are vertical, but this one was a horizontal Nether portal). It was overwhelming, with monsters coming at us from all sides, and I hacked blindly at them with my sword, lucky to still be alive. Then Etienne, who is usually quiet, shy, and non-confrontational, grabbed an axe and killed every monster in sight. It was amazing and horrifying to watch the speed and accuracy with which he brought them down, and it was like he was an entirely different person, not the sweet and quiet person he is in real life. The monsters pushed us into a platform, and while he continued to fight them off, I noticed the portal a couple hundred blocks below us. I told him, and he told me to jump, as he and the others would follow. I was worried about missing the portal and dying if I landed somewhere else, but I jumped anyways. I missed and landed in a random cauldron of water, which somehow broke my fall, and the others watched from the ledge as I climbed out and sprinted towards the portal. Dream 7: I was at a retirement home, and a group of popular and famous musicians (I can't remember which) was performing. A lot of people from my school were there standing around the stage, and I noticed my friend, Patrick, in the crowd. I didn't go over to him, because I was still hurting from when he broke my heart on accident. Then I was invited onstage personally, as somehow, I knew the musicians well and we were friends. I performed the remainder of the show with them, singing my heart out and following the choreography. When a song about broken hearts was being played, I scanned the crowd for Patrick, but couldn't find him. I continued to sing, and afterwards the group thanked me, hugged me, and wrapped up the show with a bow. "It's always nice to perform with you," one of them said with a smile. Afterwards, my friend Rachael and I were trying to make a thank-you card for them outside in the park, but couldn't figure out what we wanted it to say. Wow, seven dreams... If only one could have been lucid!
D1 - I have no idea, there is some kind of big ominous robot, quite smooth and grey and green, it is backlight so pretty dark. Either side are duplicates that are half size. There is some significance to all this and of course it all seemed important in the dream lol. D2 - Queueing with a load of kids, also a woman with a buggy and baby inside. We are waiting for some kind of rations. I am feeling worried. The queue is super slow, it seems we will be waiting a long time. Everyone is acting like its an everyday happening. D3 - Some guy has come into my mum and dad's garden, wandered in (this actually used to happen lol). I am busy talking urgently to someone and so do not have the time to talk. My friend gives him the low down on the best file compression algorithum for using on his mac. D4 - I am in the back of someones yard, it is a real mess. I am doing gardening to make some extra money, I am quite happy till it hits me that this money will not be enough. I go taking people on tours of london, even a Harry Potter tour but again I get little money. I try to find out how to encourage more people on my tour and am busy learning my lines, and reading up on places of interest. I am frustracted and worried.
Just as the title says. I had a strange torrent of dreams, one after the next, all about making money. All fuzzy, all unclear, all of them about $$$$. Now I am tired as fuck after getting about 0 REM.
May LD goals: 3/20 so many dreaming experiences! Early ones mostly forgotten, just too tired to form and follow out a coherent night plan last night beyond habitual bed-time intention setting. + diving board, pool, jump, underwater breath + tortillas & chunk of left over cheese in bag, making lunch, save some for me + house, wife, annoyed, outside, door/handle/lock 2nd door, bright green garden/lawn, I mowed it, looking for praise, little creek crossing + party in the park (TVP [DREAM SIGN]), people in formal clothing seated at tables, ribbons across the yard marking off reserved sections, it's all reserved! I go to emcee table (guns are there?) I'm going to leave they want to force me (to stay?), I leave and they send goons after me, I go around pillars and cars/trucks to avoid them, I push a refrigerator along with me with door open to deflect their bullets. + walking along (waterfront) park, I notice the front row of benches (on my left) have been entirely re-done to beautiful stone benches (made from river stones), I circle around and enter an inner promenade where my son S2 is and he's doing something with water and he ends up squirting accidentally a few dark-skinned thugs nearby who don't leave but hover around the periphery, I say to son "come on let's go get away from these [thugs]", we walk to a different place which opens out on to a large open terrace at the bottom of some steps surrounded by lush green nature, a girl says this is a great spot and I agree, we'll set up here. There was lots more in the night but it's fallen away.
I am new here and not sure what the correct way is to place several dreams in the journal (of one night) without bothering others too much. Its not my intention to fill up the whole 'recent entries' list. So please tell me if and how I should do it differently ----- Another dream of the past night. ---- "Phone" I am standing in the living room, looking outside. Outside in the garden the 15 year old son of my partner is searching for something, turning things upside down and and looking frustrated. I hear someone saying that he does not know where his mobile phone is. I do not know where the mobile phone is and try to remember where I have seen it the last time. Then I pick up the normal phone of the house and listen, I hear people talking and realize its his mother and her partner, in his other home. Because he is kicked out of their home (in real life also, he fully lives with us now), and because they do not communicate with him, I decide to listen to their conversation. Hoping it will give me some insight in how to look at the situation and how to solve it. But it does not clear things up. They are talking about general things, not about him.
I am in a huge space, inside a building, with tiles on the floors and walls, and with lots of showers. Why I am not sure, but I am coloring clothes, dyeing them. I have some purples, reds and blues. There are also some others, doing the same thing, its sort of enjoyable. When I feel I am done I walk a bit further into the room/space and see a big pile of dyed clothes, that have been dried and then thrown on the pile. I check some of them and notice that the colors have not integrated into the fabric quite right yet. So I pick up those and bring them with me to start the process again. *change of dream* I am washing my hair, color is coming off and goes down the drain. I am full of paint, and it takes a while to wash it all but finally I see my own hair again. Which oddly enough is blond (brown in real life). I dry my hair and feel that its really soft, its usually never soft, so I try to remember what shampoo I used. For some reason, I start washing again, and putting lots of shampoo in my hair. The soap creates a lot of foam and I again enjoy the process of washing. I feel ok, I notice that thought and smile. I feel ok..
23/5/16 Fragment: Playing a match of Elder Scrolls Legends.
I find myself aware that I'm in a dream as I'm standing in a dark hallway with rows of doors are lined up on either side. It is the dead of night, and I get the impression that I am in a house. My hands come out in front of me, and I know I need to stabilize as things feel a bit unstable. I keep getting the impression that I'm beginning to feel my physical body and then I'm going to wake. I find myself in a FA for a period of time in which I am trying to re-enter the last dream lucidly (I didn't realize it was a FA until several minutes upon waking for the day). My arm is around S as I begin on focusing and incubating a dream scene and entering lucidly. I close my eyes and notice hypnagogic imagery develop into the dream scene. I am looking consciously aware as I begin entering into a scene with a tall red Japanese shrine. The shrine is situated on a small island floating high in the sky with grass scattered across the ground on the bottom of the floating mini island. Behind the floating shrine sits a massive brown cliff with jagged edges. The cliff rises to the left, far above the shrine. My awareness begins merging with a dream body that I imagine, and I continue to recreate the feeling of the body moving through the entryway to the scene with waving motions of my limbs. I begin this transition into the sky and suddenly wake.
I find myself standing next to my bed facing the wall lucidly aware. My arms come in front of my face, and I say outloud "I'm lucid" with excitement. I am facing a wall at this point, and the room is very dark. My arms have an ethereal transparency to them.I gaze to the right a bit a notice a large doorwary with a thin white frame. The door leads into a square room beyond. The dream feels a bit unstable, and my awareness still needs to be increased. In an effort to stabilize, I decide to try entering a new dream scene. I kneel down, take my right arm and imagine myself carving a cirucular portal into the ground. I trace the circle with my arm and visualize a blue border. The dream becomes fuzzy and I wake shortly after.
I was in this big skyscraper out in the middle of nowhere. It looked like a big business with a whole lot of windows. I was working there doing I don't know what. I came upon this crazy man. He literally looked insane & was acting insane. He was pulling at some wires & I he said something to me but I can't remember his exact words. At this point I realize what is going on. He is trying to shut down the building by cutting off the electricity & in turn he cuts off the air which will also kill him but, he didn't seem to care. I became lucid at this point & actually wake up. I closed my eyes again & go back into the dream & now I'm lucidly back into the same dream. The dream is so vast that I didn't even think about doing a task. It had that apocalyptic feel to it. I realized that if the electricity went off & the air went off it would actually kill everyone on the planet because this was some main terminal for a lack of a better word. So I run down the halls & up the stairs because I don't want to be trapped in an elevator. I find the 2 people in charge & the man doesn't listen at all but the woman seemed to at least be interested in what I had to say. I ran back down w/ her to find the man again. We find him & he has a bloody ax in his hand. I wrestled it away from him & plunge it into his chest. I had a strange sensation because I try to avoid violence when I'm lucid or non-lucid both. It just didn't sit well with me but I liked the idea that I saved all of humanity in a lucid dream. I then just kind of hung out and looked out everywhere because it was just so vastly big! I lastly told the woman I was going to get a promotion & she threw out a ridiculous number & I said no. I told her she was doubling my pay & I was getting extra money on top of that. I started laughing at all of this & just woke myself up. I'd say this was definitely memorable. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red
One of my most fantastical dreams. There were moments that felt lucid in clarity but not in control. I was in a very beaten down world. Crumbling structures everywhere and the evidence of conflict, but few people. I was with simon and chris, and we were wondering the wastes. I realized that if I pick up a sword I could use it to fly around, so I began zooming around these derelict buildings. I realized that we were living in a simulation, a video game, because arshia died. He was in the form of a big dog with us, but when he died he left the game. We looked at a map of the world and found that at the end of the game was a fountain of youth that could bring back arshia. Suddenly I could spectate that section of the map and witnessed a level 99 archer approach the fountain. She could go in and out of slow motion at will, and was using that to shoot blue magic arrows point blank into the faces of the monsters guarding the entryway. She would shoot them in the face then switch into fast motion and use that acceleration to smash demons in the face with a two handed axe. She won and entered, and I was whisked back to my original body. I began to fly around again, and found an incredible site. There was a wall about 100 feet long and 50 feet high. In the wall were human sized slots that ran all the way up and down. The slots each had a japanese girl standing at the bottom on a trampoline. The would jump on the trampoline, go flying up the slot like a bottle rocket, and float down to people standing about 50 feet away from them facing the slot. The girl would drift down to the person, then the person would smack them with a paddle and they would go flying back up into the slot. I went to join and realized the guy to my right was seth rogen and the guy to my left was obama. I really should have realized I was dreaming, but instead I shook Obama's hand and tried whacking a girl. I messed up and she flew off to the right, then plummeted to the ground and broke her legs. Jesus. I woke up soon after. My second dream revolved around a large box with a square hole that you could insert anything in, and something better of equal size would come out. I was so happy with it, but was woken by a noise.
I tried "The Phase" DEILDs approach this night, didn't get me lucid but made me much more aware more quickly on every waking. +(f) climbing the tree at the LHS? Was interesting but pretty much gone + car, mom, dad, mazda, turns in to mustang, low windshield and seats (cut head off on windshield?) I wonder if I'll fit in the seat, put on my seat belt, (dad gets in the back seat?), powerful engine the mustang is barreling up S ave. "64 people died" in accidents on GPB, explosions in the distance + in the (trailer?) at the gang headquarters, punished members buried alive up to their necks and their heads used for target shooting, grenades, etc., I can see this happening outside to the right, the heads are jerking around as they're hit by bullets, and the grenades are landing far enough away to cause great pain but not kill the buried people. One of the guy's heads is covered on the back with what looks like wooden/tree mushrooms +(f) walking outside in snow? <my instrument>?, walking outside to another building and encounter a family of skunks, the immature ones + combo lock chain, outside, enter ,concert hall, AnMa playing electronic (oboe?) sounds like my instrument, he's rehearsing a concerto, his mother RoMa is sitting nearby among the orchestra's folding chairs. People come in talking during his practice performance and I repeatedly "SHHHH!!" them to be quiet. I'm wondering why the sound this thing is producing sounds like my instrument. AnMa is also holding a computer circuit board next to the thing he's playing. + We're prisoners, and I'm whispering in another prisoner's ear (I switch from the left to the right to avoid being heard) that I know a way out (from previous dream), the lock leads to a stairway over the strip mall, I look in the distance and see the strip mall, the stores and signs. We go for an escape I have my backpack and another bag, I drop them in a hallway and go back for more medical supplies, I grab these up in my hand and head back to the hallway: my backpack is GONE, it's been stolen, I'm really upset. I'm trying to get outside, there are several very slow moving old ladies in my way and I'm impatiently trying to get around them. I finally get out and climb up on to some sort of vehicle, like a train car, I'm thinking bout the acceleration mechanism on this car. I hear something about "PhD"s and climb up out on to the top of the train where people are sitting. There is a poll going on among the people on top there: should the train be driven by someone with a Masters, a PhD, or <some third option>.
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