I was dating a German influencer and host, I don't remember the exact details but it was pretty cool
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP I am taking pics and for the first time I got lucid from the always obvious dream cue that I can never take a photo. I look around and I am in a city, surrounded by lots of people. I start flying over them. I want to know if any of them is aware we are dreaming, so I tease them, but they all act like zombies who couldn't care less of someone flying, so just DCs with no reaction. I lose lucidity. In my teens, walking down the street with Big Bad Wolf, from school to home. We are adting but in secret. He wants to touch me badly, but our school colleagues are nearby and we don't want them to know. Anyway, he stops like pretending to look at something and whispers that he can't take it anymore. I touch his arm soflty and say "wait". Then he goes past me, inside a gate to some guys' farm, who sells fruits and goes buy something to take home, and use that time to clear his head. One of my female colleagues approaches me and with a smirk says "So, I can see love is in the air". I deny, embarassed, but she doesn't buy it. I keep going all alone. It's getting dark when I arrive at the main road leading home. I spot a couple rats running away and I follow them. They stop at some trash bags lying on the ground, looking for food. They find nothing but tissue and cardboard and start chewing on it. I try to stop them, worried about their health. Then I look for food in my bag, find a couple pieces of bread and give it to them. Finally at home, but not living with my parents. I am in the apartment I lived in near my mother some years ago. I recognize the kitchen, although it is like 3 times its real size and looks more like a supermarket. There are really long shelves on the wall with lots of food. I go check what's expiring, so I cook something out of it and find lots of weird foods I would never buy. Then my mom comesfor a visit and sees some cookies and powdered milk I selected and put on the table and she says she'll bake me a cake with it. Then I am looking for the trash cans and other itens in the kitchen and find a bursted water pipe leaking to the trash cans and all the trash flowing to the floor.
Lucid Diving I am watching something that one of my friends posted on social media. It is a video of herself talking about how you should not limit yourself to just one boyfriend or girlfriend. As long as you don’t do anything to make the other ones jealous, you can have three of them or so until you get married (three at once, that is). She makes an analogy to buying a car. This speech surprises me and kind of upsets me, because I didn’t think she was that kind of a girl. I think about making some reply to her… …I am sitting somewhere looking at a picture of a house on the internet. I realize that this house looks just like the one that is in front of me across the street. What a coincidence! Then I think that perhaps I should do a reality check. Sure enough, it’s a dream. I go down to a pond (or river, perhaps). I decide that it would be interesting to go under water. The pond is kind of dirty and murky, but that doesn’t matter too much since this is a dream. I dive in. It is difficult to see, so I call out for more clarity or visibility, or something. The water lightens up and it is easier to see. I think I also do another reality check to reinforce my lucidity. I dive down to the bottom. I think it would be neat to see how far down I can go, even through the bottom, so I kind of start digging into the sediment. Then I think I have a false awakening… …(Not sure if this is the same dream. I feel like it was.) Instructing students in a lab. Part of the lab involves using a microscope (in my dream it’s called a laser scanner, or something). I don’t really remember how to use it, and I try to get someone to show me… Fragments …There is a mem about some political figure. I look for this online, in the context of Star Trek… …Something involving a scene that, earlier, I was supposed to remember and sketch for some reason (I think). There is a stop sign hanging from the ceiling, and some tough superhero-type guy there. I know at some point he is going to knock the sign down…
I think I am dating someone new and going to her house for the first time. (I’m not sure to what extent I am cognizant of my relationship or dating history in the dream - I think it is close to none). This girl looks similar to Yazmin. She leads me into the house, a fairly middle class one. I meet a succession of her relatives, from parents to grandparents I think. I notice that their English is correct but not very confident, more so down the line. The grandparents are the most Hispanic looking as well; I think they say nothing and only smile. I consider trying Spanish, but do not. This girl now takes me to her room. The room is dim and more like the size of a living room. There are at least three small mattresses or maybe just layers of blankets (for her siblings, I’m sure) in a row, barely a foot apart. She takes me to the last in the line, presumably hers. I don’t say anything, but I’m thinking that this is far from ideal.
I'm a cyborg ninja. I can go invisible. For some reasons, I think that shoplifting will be a useful way to spend my powers on. I made some noises accidentally and the workers start to look for me, and they also have an angry french bulldog looking for me. I go to the back of the store (the store is separated into two sections, with a glass wall between) and go visible to rest, but a girl sees me, but she does not raise any larm. I grab some soda and chips and as the dog sees me I make my escape, with a cinematic interlude that looks like me slashing the dog, but I actually cut off its chafing collars. I am gone but I see things in third person where the workers realize the dog didn'5 like the collar and now it's happy that it's gone. I meet up with the girl who let me go and we go on a date at the arcade. One of the games is like one of those light gun cabinets, but with throwing knives. We have two opposing characters, she throws her knife and scratched me a bit. I throw mine and headshot myself. I say that wasn't my intention while she laughs. There is a lengthy cutscene with yaoi overtones so we lose interest and go elsewhere. She takes me to the opposite wing of the building, which I remark is a museum.
Updated 10-15-2016 at 08:06 PM by 50816
First me and my boyfriend were trying to choose a restaurant to order food from to have it delivered. As I looked up restaurants on my tablet, I would see a view of the restaurant from the street and it would be empty and closed. It was some time early in the morning, around 3 or 4 am. We decided to order from a place that had some kind of stuffed meat dish and some side item. In my next dream there were people in a restaurant who were all pretty and wore nice clothes even though those were their casual clothes and they weren't actually dressed up. A Korean woman and a Cherokee Indian woman walked in with a list of ingredients for the chef, a woman with black curly hair, to make a custom Korean/Cherokee Indian dish with. Most of the dream was about a woman talking to two different men. First she talked to a big blonde man in his forties. She bit off part of his gray sweater in a spiral and ate it and then they sung a song together. They were having a good time together but the man told her he wasn't good for her because he has already been through marriage and divorce and she would be better off dating a young man. A young man in his twenties with black hair and black clothes walked in, lamenting about how he couldn't afford his own place and he lives in a guest house behind his parents' house. The woman smiled at him and sat at a table with him while her friends were mouthing something to her across the restaurant about why did she leave their table and what is she doing.
I must have been in this elevator in my dream for people were crowding around me tight. There was this woman close to me who didn't mind getting closer to me since we were squeezed in. She was really friendly and put her face right up next to mine. I fell in love with her and she became my girlfriend. The dream scene changes and we are going on a date. We were supposed to be in a restaurant but it took the form of a train instead. As we were taking our seats they brought our food and set it on the tables. We were on a group date with 6 of our friends. Since we had a big group, this ended in splitting us up since the tables were not movable. I ended up across the isle from my girlfriend, but she was within arms length so it wasn't too bad. Our food was a mix of stuff put into a huge burrito, covering the whole plate. In the burrito was mashed potatoes, gravy, peas, beef, and then the usual burrito ingredients. It just seemed unusual to me, but it was good and we all ate it. A little later in the meal I slid over to my girlfriend's side to be near her. As she cuddled up against me she couldn't keep her hands off me. I know we were making conversation, but I really don't remember the details. Well there was this one part where she had her hands on my left arm, so I gave her a little flex and she was like, "oh not bad". The dream changes again and now I'm in the back of this boat with my female cousin. There were two other people up in the cab driving the boat. Though they start out slow, they pick up speed as we get further out in the ocean. It is at this time that I notice it has started to rain. It is raining pretty hard now and we are getting wet in the back, even as the boat is going full throttle. Although it is a tight fit, we crawl up into the cab to get out of the rain. This boat has a cab with one long seat, including seatbelts, so we strap ourselves in. The dream scene changes again for me to later on, where I'm in this public bathroom that has a shower, so I'm going to use the shower. As I was getting ready to use it, I realize the effort for privacy was futile and the dream fades out.
Updated 10-29-2014 at 01:12 PM by 53953
I was traveling through a bypass when suddenly, there was an earthquake. It started destroying things and so a few people and I took cover. I thought to myself this element is Earth! I kept moving after it stopped and met a girl. We started talking like if it was a date and we had questionnaires to fill out about ourselves. I wasn't interested in the girl so I didn't talk much. The dream scene changed and we were in an office. A lot of other girls were there and I talked to them. Kristy was there and she was practicing her Spanish. She sounded very cute and when she got up, she looked really sexy. She was a lot thinner and was wearing a red shirt with a long grey skirt. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was on an island with Kai and Aiyanna and a few other people. We were exploring the mountains that had old statues and I got mad at the person I was with because they didn't wanna explore so we jumped off the mountain with flying suits. After, Kai got kidnapped and I rescued him.
And I think it's a good dream to start with! This is from 10-29-2011: I must have been back at college, as I recognized campus buildings and parts of downtown. I was also with a few of my closest friends from college. In this dream, I was dating Rick Wright, the late keyboardist of Pink Floyd. It wasn't young Rick from the 60s or 70s, but older, white-haired Rick. We were very much in love with each other, in the way that makes other people nauseous ("No I love YOU more!. Oh you!"). My friends did not approve of our relationship. They thought that Rick was taking advantage of a young girl and that I was using him as a "sugar daddy". I got very upset at them, trying to convince them that Rick and I were truly in love. The last thing I remember was going to a supermarket with my friends, where Rick was working as a cashier. I turned to my friends and said "See! He's a working stiff just like us!" and then proceeded to give all my attention to Rick. This dream made me very happy. It felt really nice to be loved, even if my friends didn't approve or understand. And Rick was an absolute darling. Lastly, Rick was living in a house with David Gilmour and Nick Mason, and I chatted with them for a bit. Since I've had a dream where I met Roger Waters, I can now say that I've interacted with every member of Pink Floyd in my dreams except for Syd Barrett. I think I'll make that lucid goal. My Pink Floyd fangirlness knows no bounds. None.
Well, he came to my house. I don’t what happened, but all of a sudden we were dating. We didn’t kiss or anything like that, but we just talked. Then, in the dream, at the end of class, he came up to me and said, “I can’t accept you’re true friend paper.” (In real life, one of my old teachers told me I was a true friend.) Then I woke up. This dream freaked me out so bad because I’m only 14!
The past few nights, my dreams have involved my ex, telling me that he regrets breaking up with me and loves me still... He told his current girlfriend that he never loved her and always loved me. The dreams took place in a hallway near my locker in school.---The weird things about it was that it was my school---but wasn't... you know what I mean? Like it looked nothing like it and the lockers were red, while they are blue in real-life. I hate how dreams alter the truth and I blame my sub-conscience. I'm jealous of those people who learned to control their dreams, knowing they are dreaming and can accomplish anything in their dream-state. I, myself was only to perform lucid dreaming once and it wasn't even on purpose, but it was a few years back.
26.04.2011No Big Get-Off (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID *Sexually explicit (though rather clinical, lol. No big get-off to be had here :p) *Rough draft Visuals took over my meditation. I wasn’t that tired, this has been happening lately. I want to research this. It kind of feels like falling asleep but sometimes I’m aware of my body and the binaural water sounds I’m listening to as well. Maybe sleep paralysis? I really should read up. Walking in my home I used to live with a man here but I broke up with him, I think I see some items that are colorful, 3 that go together I'm in the bed we used to sleep in together. I lay around a bit. At one point looking out the large window and the white light barely tinted with blue. I decide to give head to myself Wondering if I’d like the taste The taste wasn’t very obvious; it was fine I want to try different things I’m reacting to it and can feel it at the same time I see my hips lift, but I feel like I'm laying below myself at the same time with my head between my legs, of course. :p It was pretty clinical. I was figuring out my anatomy and pleasure reactions more than really trying to get off. Kinda tentative at first Licking it feels nice but too general Sucking on my clit is pretty pleasurable I think Pressing my chin onto it The general pressure feels very good, like I could eventually cum like that Hips lifting in reaction to the pleasure I’m giving myself Pressing hard makes my chin and pubic bone pretty sore, but my clit is happy. I stop the chin method grazing my teeth against my clit feels like a bit of a stab of pleasure, a bit too intense but a nice “jump start” to be used occasionally Nibbling my clit with my teeth feels too sharp A man comes over and we’re going to a concert together, some alternative rock group I used to like pretty well in high school but wasn’t that crazy about Got into the car with one of the guys who came to my house, we’re driving together. I’m driving, and the other guy has another car. He is a bit surly. We go to the corner convenience store. Something somewhat significant happens inside (with the man at the counter? I was watching through the window?) I remember I have to get something for the concert, a set of 3 items that pertain to the band. The items are important. One was a kind of book. They were like a key to something and would be recognized (by the band?). The surly guy was annoyed. I brushed his annoyance off. We had time, there would be an opening band, I imagined and told the guy in my car. He agreed and said something about me being on top of the planning. I questioned that I was, thinking I had procrastinated and that I was lucky there is probably an opening band which I hadn’t taken into account before. I thought that if there wasn’t an opening band we’d be late. Driving into my old small curved driveway (where I lived in waking life in high school). When entering it I focus on its small entrance and how it is pretty awkward to veer into it but I do. A tree has overgrown but I pull up enough for the guy in the car behind to have easier access to the house's door as well. The tree’s branches come into the window and they’re more solid than I’d thought. They kinda hurt and I wonder about being able to open the door. I had the 3 items I think, got to the concert, there are different rooms/areas The concert hasn’t started in the main, larger area. The opening group will play in a smaller room that we go to. There are chain link fences. I sit on the bleachers. I am alone, the man has gone off somewhere and will come back and I think the surly guy left a bit before that. Old school, old teacher, Claudia and another Claudia was being strict about the students sitting in rows of two. Katie, a student, kept sitting where she wanted over and over. Claudia kept correcting/directing her. Katie seemed like she was somewhat unconscious of her actions, and also quietly (subconsciously, perhaps) angry and dismissing, like she was telling them to leave her the hell alone silently. I didn’t have a very good seat. I'm in the section to the side of the area where the students were sitting. The other teacher (Leigh?) called my name as if I was still a student. I knew it was a better seat and she gave me a look like she knew I wasn’t supposed to be grouped with them but she was going to pretend she didn’t and make an exception so I could have a better seat. After a couple moments’ hesitation I stood, picked up my backpack and another item, and went to go sit there. Claudia noticed and said something. The other teacher gave a vague argument about why I should be fine sitting there. Claudia was strict, enforced the rules. Leigh gave me a subtly exasperated look mixed with a c'est la vie look about Claudia. I kinda shrugged and sat back down and felt a little embarrassed in front of the students. I saw a man I had dream memories of. We had been around each other regularly. He was like Adam (a man who had been a gay porn star I used to be friendly with in waking life. We always had a fun time, joking and being silly and also emotionally and physically affectionate. He had one of those vibrant, open personalities that didn’t seem needy, more just loving. He did little things, like when I was a waitress and had been serving him and his life partner, he poked his head into the back of the restaurant where I was making espressos and handed me the folded-up tip all furtive-like. He whispered matter-of-factly, “thanks for the blowjob.”, turned, and went back to his table. Leaving me cracking up. Very deadpan and playful at the same time, so much fun.) So, this dream character had the spirit of Adam and looked like Ozzy Osbourne (they are a bit similar in looks in some ways in waking life). I recalled dream memories of being around him daily because of people we were friends with. They seemed rich and extravagant. He and I would peripherally interact in these memories and there was a sadness there too, like we were sad we had a lot of distance between us. When I saw him at the concert, he was guarded emotionally. I initiated talking with him and he was hesitant. I told him I miss seeing him every day. He started to warm up and we linked arms and walked as we talked. He was surprised I missed him, saying “you did?” and I could feel him melting. I reaffirmed that I did. He warmed up a little more and invited me on a skiing trip and started to name-drop a bit about people who would be there (in real life he spent time and was close to famous people and he, or at least they, tended to like to name drop). It felt kinda cold and superficial, but I was excited at the prospect of going at the same time. Our walking took us down, into what felt like the basement/garage of this amphitheater. He wanted to show it to me. annoyed at waste, men working Trenches for planks of wood, band members one of whom was shooting up I’m outdoors, walking on a long balcony. Men to my left in rooms working on projects (with saws and whatnot…you know, picking up heavy objects and putting them back down) My thumb caught on a round electric saw attached to and hanging over the balcony’s railing. The tooth of the saw was slightly deformed and it was caught on my thumb without scraping much. I carefully extract my thumb so as not to cut myself more and reflect on that. The saw feels like it almost has a hold on it.There is some pain. Grey’s anatomy short black doctor woman "Nazi" and another familiar but not famous woman had been trying to flag me down before then with some papers she wanted me to sign. I had seen but had been doing some other things. She expressed annoyance. I held my boundaries and stayed good natured.The solid short woman took my thumb; it was bleeding. Her finger came close to touching the cut/scrape like she was fascinated. I pulled it away before she could touch it and was like, don’t touch it! Um, aren’t you like a doctor? She kinda shrugged and looked to the side. I felt emotionally strong in this dream Another man (a doctor?) asks me out. I wasn’t expecting him too. I felt comfortable and wanted him to. He was kind of constrained but I understood why. Cousin, aunt/CJ/Diane Hamilton interruption of me and the man. At that point I lost the sense of emotional expression balanced with a calm and acceptance stance toward my emotions that held their intensity in check without trying to. I got angry and quiet. Woke breathing hard, angry…with Charles in Charge theme song going through my mind, lmao. It is still being sung in my mind as I write this. Joy…*crazy face* Oh, and my thumb still kind of hurts. When I picked up my laptop to write this the pressure and roughness of the cushion exacerbated the pain a bit.
WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT This is a very rough draft From the night before the night before last Pairing Off Going up a long curved ramp/hallway, similar to the casino on Catalina Island At the top, people are evaluating each other as potential dates, taking turns each successive pair going inside the large room where the dance is being held I am the last girl to walk into the room, but I see the guy that is left through the door and I don’t like his body language or the way he’d talked to the girl. I don’t go into the room and instead turn around and walk back down. The ramping hallway is lined with settings of a wine glass, a martini glass, and other items, repeating over and over. I look for a martini or glass of wine that hasn’t been drunk from yet as I walk down and down. I unscrew the base of a martini glass and drink from the small, hidden bowl portion of the stem. a man is walking up we both think it is funny that I’m drinking from the bottom I turn it right side up and drink from the “correct” top bowl (It didn’t spill when I’d first turned it upside down). it tastes delicious and I’m surprised. Best martini I’ve had. I want to impress him and it looks like I’ve succeeded we walk up together I think I tell him about a friend (girl/potential date) he should meet two of my girlfriends are up there and he and one of them hit it off I’m kind of jealous but also not, I don’t think it is right for me to be with him for some reason (not the right time?) we dance with yellow (Big Bird color) feathers arranged and held in a shield shape. shields of feathers, lol. we shake them and are performing or practicing for people (a coach?) 6 groups of dancers. the guy, me, two girls, (and two other people?) make up our dance group the teacher shows us how to do a yoga pose that is specific to the type of dancing we’re learning stand on one leg, hold your right foot and press the big and pinky toes’ pads together, as well as the 2nd and 4th toes’ pads together. A might uncomfortable in the dream. I thought it was funny. While in the yoga pose, I struck a playful disco pose with my arms. It actually felt like the silly pose helped the energy align and flow. (makes me think of my PTSD and anxiety. Absurdity can be an antidote.) I looked at the others and they were holding their foot behind them instead of in front of them so I went to switch, though it didn’t seem right to me to have my foot behind. The dream ended before I finished "correcting" my pose.
Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid I finally had a long detailed dream that I recalled last night. I also recalled my first dream of the night pretty clearly. Hopefully my recall dry spell is over! Fingers crossed! True Blood I was Eric from the TV show True Blood. I was being hunted by Russell Edgington, also from True Blood. It was dark and I was outside in some kind of hedge maze. Russell was floating in the air, laughing. He was taunting me and had sent a really big pig to kill me. For some reason I was afraid of the pig. I killed it. I was trying to lure him in to a position where I could kill him, but he was wise to it. School Romance? I was a teenager. I was in some kind of bar or diner. It must have been a school trip because I was with my old school friends and there were lots of other people from school there. There was a girl with some of her friends there too. Somehow nobody in school knew her name. She was seriously cute, blonde, and had a certain innocent look about her. To make it clear at this point, the girl isn't a real person but a concoction of my imagination. I'm thinking it's a mix of two people from reality, although her appearance it totally unfamiliar to me. I told my friends that I was going to chat her up and get her to tell me her name. I went over and spoke with her. I was asking her questions and go the impression that she wasn't shy but just didn't like to tell anyone anything about herself. The only people at school who knew her name were her friends apparently. I said that I'd try to guess her name and I'd bet her that if I could get it on the first guess I'd get a kiss. Surprisingly she agreed and said I could have 5 guesses. Somehow I felt confident that I knew her name. So I listed off 5 guesses. The ones I recall were: Emma, Claire, and Sarah. It turned out my first guess was right, much to her surprise. A bet is a bet, and I won the kiss. The scene changed and we were travelling back to school on a coach. I was still chatting with Emma as we pulled up outside school. I asked her where she lived, and she just happened to live in a house right across from school. Anyway, I said goodbye and departed to catch the bus home. I think there is a piece missing here that I don't recall. I was at school in a room that was a hybrid between a science lab and the food tech. classroom. I entered the room, and it was dark. It was hard to see. There was a bug flying around. The teacher, who I couldn't really see, said it was dangerous. Everyone was looking around. I felt something crawl in my ear! I started freaking out and tipped my head to the side trying to get it to come out. The lights came on. It fell out of my ear. It was a small piece of blue plasticine. Behind me, N, was laughing. He told me that he had thrown it inside my ear. I felt stupid but was impressed that he was able to to that from such a distance in the dark. I was back at the entrance to the same room. It was light now and I was showing up for a lesson. I got the sense it was either a new room or it could have been the first lesson of term or something, because I was thinking about where to sit. I knew at this point that I was now dating Emma and wasn't sure if I should sit at the same table with her or not. It was the kind of classroom where there are large tables that fit about 8 or 10 people around them. When I was at school it was pretty typical for any science, technology, or art subject. Anyway, I was with some friends and we went and sat at a table. I was sitting next to T, who annoys me so much. Emma enters the room with a friend and sits at the table with us. The lesson isn't so much a lesson but some kind of weird assignment is being handed out. Rather than simply printing it out though it was being dictated. I, as per usual, wasn't really paying any attention to anything much. I realised I didn't have a clue what was going on. I also felt like since, as per usual, I hadn't been in school for a while I had totally missed out on something that was happening. I was trying to copy off of the people next to me, but I couldn't really figure out their handwriting. I was also struggling to write myself. It was really weird, because the assignment was to fill in some complicated insurance forms. It seemed as dumb in the dream as it seems writing it now. Things started to get more random. T, who was was sat next to me, was also sat at another table across the room. I raised my eyebrows in surprise and so did he. Then he started moving his eyebrows in to strange patterns. N started telling everyone that he had actually graduated from school at age 14 and that he was super intelligent. It was all a bit pointless and then I woke up.
Updated 08-15-2010 at 03:00 AM by 32666
Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations i Inner Awareness, a Action, f Form, c Context. I really need to stop being so lazy about writing down my dreams ASAP. The first fragment was a long dream that I recalled fully but have forgotten over the course of the day. Silly me! The second I also recalled fully, but can only remember the end. Cousin Fragment I had a dream that featured my cousin C ( c ). I haven't seen said cousin for a long time so I think I'll mark her as a dream sign. Barter Fragment I was walking with S, a hot redhead. I got the sense that she was my girlfriend ( c ). We looked over and saw my old school to the left ( c ). There was a old guy in a blue suit selling clothes ( c ). She wanted me to go and buy her a horrid looking purple knitted cardigan. I went over to the guy and haggled with him for a while ( a ). A moment later I returned to S without the cardigan but I had made some kind of deal with the guy to get it later -- I don't really recall. I find this dream interesting because the girl in question I have never been especially attracted to despite her objective beauty. It's just weird to me that I would be dating her in a dream.
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