non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP Taking the bus home (as I did in high school), some people seem to have fallen asleep, this guy Pedro I met a few days ago while camping IRL is also getting out on the same stop as I. I offer to walk with him, but he is actually going the opposite direction, towards À-dos-Loucos, so I say bye when he meet his sister or friend and they get in a car. When I start walking back, chaos ensues. The road and sidewalks are covered in parked cars, people everywhere like there is some demonstration or street fair. I need to get on top of cars trying to find my way out. End up on some underground path where I come across a Mexican John Wick offing a hunch of dudes and I turn around before he sees me, afraid he might want to eliminate the witness. On another tunnel I see an exit but it is guarded by a kind of Robocop looking android, who starts shooting lasers towards everyone on the tunnel. But I yell "stop, don't shoot" and for some reason he does and lets me pass. When exiting the tunnel I realize I am no longer in Alhandra but some other place with Aztec or Mayan construction. The tunnel actually opens up to a cave with amazing carvings and sculptures on the walls. I slowly become lucid and start floating around in the air to admire the surroundings, then notice something funny: all human faces carved in this South American style engravings look like Arnold Schwarzenegger. As I walk towards the outside and see more monuments with this face, the more clear it becomes it's him and I laugh at the absurdity. Then as I step on open air, the constructions outside change and look now a mix of Mayan/Austrian, slowly shifting towards only Austrian. I find myself in a city with endless streets that looks like Vienna, with palaces in yellow façades as far as the eye can see. One façade is covered chaotically in black bronze horses sticking and hanging out over the street below, with still some Mayan like sculptures in between. I find myself in front of a larger palace with a patio and a huge black limousine in front that starts driving away. I fly to it to try to see who's inside. The limo is followed by a sports car that I also can't see who's driving, but I'm curious. Is it the Schwarzenegger like guy/god that rules this place or my mind will make up something even more silly? But I can't keep up with the cars. I speed up my flying and still they disappear. Then the road ahead transforms into a live version of a video game, becoming covered in grass and flowers, but with canons popping up from the ground and blasting transparent energy balls towards me, water canons shooting at me and creatures that I don't know if they are friendly or not coming towards me. Then objects that I suppose I should pick up but have no clue what they are and what they are used for. I get quickly tired of it and get out of the road to the left side towards a cliff. There is some other lady joining me, seemingly curious about what I'll do. I am also not sure what I'll do, but I wanna do something useful with the dream, so I think I'll try to walk on air, to simply put my feet in the void and not fall down. This is something I never did before. The lady tries to discourage me but I ignore her and take a first step. It's so easy, as if there is a glass bridge beneath me. And I keep going. It works perfectly, but at some point the invisible floor starts to feel a bit smooshy, not entirely solid and it isn't easy to walk anymore. I then realize I'm back over to "Vienna" and below me I see an hotel. It's named Hotel Regence. I decide to go inside and see who's staying in it, but I wake up.
4th February 2021 Fragment: I'm with JC, we're walking together through an alternate version of my town. I remember asking him about his family's cafe or something, I ask if it was located near his house (I visualise it a bit) and I'm generally asking him questions about things I'm sure we've talked about in waking life, when we knew each other. Initially we had been at some kind of school or public building, leaving. We walk through the areas of town, which are much more open than usual, but the buildings seem proportionately expanded as well. We're headed somewhere specific, towards where my home is, but I forget the exact destination. I feel we're walking from the physically lowest part of town. It's day time but I think I remember a sunset at some point. Fragment: (Complicated dream, vague recall.) Something about being in some starships and some kind of ancient device on a planet. A wild grain field of sorts, that's where the device is located. I and four others come to it, and it requires five people in total to activate. It forms a sort of pentagon if it were viewed from above. It's comprised of five adjoining capsules of sorts. We get in them and they are like lifts, taking us down. We are then inside some starship of an ancient design, resembling ancient Mayan stylistically. It's a rectangular stepped pyramid with powerful thrusters, effectively. I remember it breaks through the crust and the thrusters smoke a lot, seemingly struggling a bit too. Fragment (FA): I'm in bed with H or something. It looks like my parents' old room but with a layout more like our bedroom. There's a unit with a seven-segment display across the room, it says 20:16? Eight PM, either way. I tell H that we'd stayed in bed far too long. H seems surprised but doesn't do much to get up? We're both naked, I think. I then remember being in our office room and thinking it's amazing that it was still day time at 20:16, more specifically at this time of year, but I do not question reality. (Recall mixed here.) On the computer, playing BL. Trying to find my way through some portals, with H, so we can get to KH. I end up on a dead-end player-owned location. It looks like a nice location, but I feel annoyed for wasting my time. Notes: - The false awakening was unusual. For one thing, I rarely have false awakenings at all. The dream presented some very obvious dream signs that I did not pick up on at all and I still managed to find myself in amazement. - Recall was overall poor because of having to get up to answer the door somewhat abruptly and then I returned to bed wanting to get up soon, but didn't, falling asleep again.
Marathon of the Gods NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I am an old mayan god and stroll through the rain forest. Everything has an avatar like look. My god friends challenge me to a race and we get ready. We start running and I pass rocks, mountains and different surroundings. I run through forests and deserts. I finally win and I get an old, weird looking stone with red glowing carvings in it. With this stone I have to activate a mechanism but my alarm goes off..
I'm not sure how many days I've missed.. I think just one.. but x-x I couldn't recall any dreams that day anyway. Last night I had a lucid dream about mmorpg's because I've been playing one a lot lately. It was also about my mom and this one boy. And porn :/ I guess it started out from me watching porn, playing Aion, and skyping with this boy all at the same time.. and my mom came into my room and asked to use my computer. I freaked out and threw the computer in the air and made it turn into a giant green mayan-pyramid looking thing.. then there were a few more of those rising out of the ground and up like Lion King's SCARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR moment under the full moon with the hyenas.. Aha, and my mom was running after me because she figured out I was watching porn. We did that for what seemed like FOUR hours! And we were dressed like little mushroom things (I was craving mushrooms that night) We hopped and ran through jungles, space ships, Xbox Kinect adventures, and black holes. IT WAS SO COOL ^_________^ I guess I wasn't lucid in the beginning but the "4 hours" made me realize it was probably a dream because I was tired (like the wine dream). The first bit was probably because I was afraid my parents were going to talk to me about my masturbating habits. Because it's "haram" in the religion my family follows O.o and I was surprisingly too embarrassed to not give a shit if they knew.. I was worrieddd :c but then it turned out to be a hella load of fun. And that's how today turned out too. My parents were having fun and stuff today :] with the entire family. These dreams really do have an impact.
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non-dream dream lucid false awakening 0:00 In a gang I'm part of a girl's gang. We're supposed to be bad-asses but as we trash a shop, I pick up things from the floor and fix the broken stuff trail left by my colleagues. I secretly go say sorry to the employees. I'm just that nice. Later on we join a group of boys and we all just chill out under some tent outside. Everybody is bragging about its own feats and soon they start talking about sexual feats. OK, until some fat boy on the group starts bragging about how he had sex with me the other day. I say "what?" There's no way I would have had sex with him. But he starts describing the scene and it's actually sounding familiar. We were drunk on that day, so maybe it really happened. I feel so embarrassed. But some girlfriend of mine comes in my defense and testifies that nothing really happened. With her help I recall that indeed I was so drunk I had agreed to have sex with him, but once I was ready for it, we heard an ice-cream cart out in the street and he couldn't resist and just discarded the offer of sex in exchange for an ice-cream. 4:30 Chichen Itza I At my mother's home. All is so dark and I'm alone with one of the cats. He is scared about some shadows moving on the bedroom.I say to him there's nothing to be afraid of. I was half-lucid and sure that there was no danger in the dream. But the kitty insisted there was something in there and I started seeing it too. Like a white specter, no bigger than a mouse, near the floor. It was moving around and then it passed between us as a cloud of white smoke and it disappeared through the wall. Whatever it was, it didn't worry me much. I went to the bathroom and as I saw my reflection in the mirror, I became fully lucid. I noticed the details of my face and as it stabilized and becomed more clear, the LD anchored and I managed to recall my plan to go to Chichen Itza. I imagine passing through the door and coming out on the other side at Chichen Itza, but it fails and I just end up in another room of the house. I try crossing portals another 2 or 3 times without success. I feel frustrated. I choose to fly so high in the sky that I can see the entire Earth below me. My intention is to plunge in Mexico on my descent, going straight to Chichen Itza. But all the continents seem to be scrambled! I cannot find America. I search and search and there seem to be no American continent on the planet. Frustrated I loose lucidity. (...) Some dream, in which Stephen Colbert appears talking to me on a coffee shop where I'm having a drink. Some other dream in which I catch a train and see Blacksmith coming out of the train a few carriages ahead of mine. He doesn't see me and I don't have time to go say hello. I just go inside the train and feel so sad that we keep crossing paths with each other every couple of years, but never really have opportunity to be together. 6:00 Chichen Itza II Again I am a military and I'm on some precinct with other military. This precinct is close to a city, with a nearby body of water (lake or river) and with forested mountains in the horizon. The military are bored to death and they decide to organize one-o-one combats to pass time. The winner of each combat may ask the looser for whatever prize he wishes. Because there's not much they have to offer anyway and possibly because of other reasons related to their boredom, some guys say they want a blowjob from the looser. As a woman - apparently the only woman of the group - I'm being specially targeted by the guys. One of them is actually pretty hot and I wouldn't mind so much loosing with him, but I feel I must really make a point here or they'll start loosing respect for me, so I reject that idea and fight as hard as I can, each and every one of them. In one of the combats I decide to use all my heavy artillery. I summon a ball of fire on my hands and I blast the guy with it. Well, sorry, I know it's not fair, but hey... I had two more to fight after that one and each one became harder than the previous one, because they also started to learn how to make fireballs and although not as strong as mine, they were causing me troubles. Still, I won all the combats. I become fully lucid and I remember Chichen Itza. I feel that I am close to it now. I fly up in the air just to see the surroundings. The sun is setting and I see strange lights shining through the treetops of a mountain at distance. I decide I must go check it out. maybe it's Chichen Itza's beacon of light, set by another dreamer to guide us. i try to teleport there, but today it is definitely not working for me. So I decide to fly all the way. But as I come closer to the mountain, it gets harder and harder to fly, as if there is some sort of energy shield around it. I end up on the ground at the base of the mountain. I keep seeing the lights shining ghostly through the forest and I start climbing the mountain. I use all four members to speed up my climb. I look like some wild animal. After a while, I find a clearing on the forest, with rows of Mayan carved columns or statues. I feel happy. They look phenomenal! Morning is coming and soon the place is full of tourists and people assembling stands, selling Mayan inspired jewelry and world music. That kinda blew the magical aura of the place. I then spotted Chichen Itza, lurking from behind some trees on top of the hill. Finally! But as I come closer to it, it becomes harder and harder to proceed. The terrain is ever more inclined and the ground is loose. There's a landslide that drags me hundreds of meters down and I feel disappointed. Dream fades before I reach the place. 7:30
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Vesterguard's Dreams non-lucid - Notes - lucid 05-09-11 I am in bed and I get parts of an entity handed over to me by Silas. There are 8 parts in total and I feel like I have finally obtained the right frame of mind and personality to take on the demon. I assemble it and am struck with terror. I notice this is how he fights and get up out of bed and defies his will. I get an image of something that looks like a T Rex. It is his will against mine and after a while I plant my feet in the ground probably somewhere in the middle of the room and just stands there and defies the demon. Think you can describe the encounter as a stalemate, which is a hell of a lot better than me just simply giving into the utter terror it instils. I wake up feeling the remnants of a nightmare, though I know I can manage it mentally because I defied the terror. Quite the ambivalent feeling really. … I am in a barn with a black horse. The horse is already saddled and I try to calm it down talking to it. It shifts it's attention to the wall behind it, where a black sword is hung upon the wall. I walk past the horse and pick up the sword. A person appears from the entrance behind the horse and tells me. “He can see you know” “He tells me that you will go to him of your own free will” Fine whatever. I follow the man outside the barn. He is wearing a cape and a cane and maybe a hat, not sure about the hat. There is someone with him, I get the feeling it is an assistant of sorts. We are walking on a stone terrace with plenty of hedges and we sort of have to zig zag to get upwards. The caped man and his assistant is humming the humming part of “Fire coming out of the Monkey’s head” by Gorillaz. I am walking ight behind them and with a pace that would soon make me overtake them. I am swinging the sword around and generally I don't feel afraid, though I am positive that instilling fear is the prime goal of the caped man. Him and his assistant starts walking a bit faster and we all start drumming along. Him with his cane and me with the sword. I have no clue what his assistant is using. It sounds OK, but not great, still I am enjoying it and start laughing a bit. We get to the top of the terrace and start walking down the side. The caped man explains that we will go out over sea and signal our return with a flare. I pull out my wand and shoot fire out of it, a thin line of fire that lands maybe 20 metres away and cause some embers to appear. “Great I will have to remember how I did that next time I turn lucid, fire has given me a few problems before” I think to myself and keep on walking. We get down to a docking area and as it is dark I make light appear out of my hands, still holding my wand. Increase light I think and it happens. Someone is joining us for from behind a hedge and I get the feeling that they are joining us for the journey. I think the caped man's assistant is also making light appear out of his palms, though his is brighter than mine. … I am in Holland. I am there to meet up with Sisse, Edith and Zizika. Edith and I are wearing the same jacket, small light brown leathery thing. There are videos of Zizika playing in some girl band. I meet up with them at a table and Daniel takes my coat and put it on a wall behind us. I am uncomfortable with that as it might slide down onto the other side into the garden behind it. skip I am at Zizika's house and it is getting late, I am wearing varying amounts of clothes for some reason. I think it is lame of them to leave me there seeing as it is almost half six in the morning. I get a call “Dennis, are you ready?” … Notes: The following FA might continue straight from the above dream. I am lying in my bed and I look out the window and can see the roof of the house across the lawn. I have a suspicion that I am having a false awakening as my field of vision is still a bit blurry and incomplete, as the rooftop starts spinning. Spinning or the surroundings alternating between light and dark. I remain still and start observing the scenario for a while, it feels too soon to try and move and jeopardise the stability of the dream. I get up as the spinning thing is wearing off and look outside and compared to the façade of just one building as normally there are two streets running down into town. Even after this pretty clear realisation I still question if I am dreaming, as the details are quite vivid so I look at my hand and it is blurry with an extra finger. Even considering this I am a bit sceptical as I jump back and pull my feet up and prepare to go through the window feet first. I am a bit relieved when I sense my flight not failing me. Outside the window I immediately tell the dream that I want to go to Chichén Itzá, but I can't find anyway near so I try and start spinning. Nothing really happens so I take a leap of faith and close my eyes. At first it seems like the dream is fading as I am surrounded by lights, as if you would be looking at your eye lids, only much brighter. However I recall having pulled back a dream in a scenario like this before and I keep making swimming motions. It works. The dream is coming back and the setting is now much much brighter. I am in a jungle and there are stone buildings and I get really excited, it definitely has a Mayan feel to it. I am standing by a white sanded shore of either a river, lake or ocean. In front of me are trees, less dense than what you would expect from a tropical forest, and an open forum like plaza. I start flying towards this plaza and start calling out “Fellow Dreamers”. I see someone coming towards me or at least in my direction. I fly closer and over her, she looks at me she is riding on some animal and look girlish with blonde/brown hair to down below her shoulders. “Pil?” she says, which could have been “Peel” (suppose even “Pete” though that is probably stretching it as far as you can) “Pil” translated into English is “Arrow”. I don't even think to stop and talk to her, but I don't really seem to be completely in control of this particular part of the flight either. I fly over the centre of the forum and looking down I see blue men with feline features. “Brilliant! I defo have to speak with them” I think and, but as I start walking back towards where they were they have disappeared. The central spot has something that looks like an altar or something and I don't really fancy disturbing anything so I decide to go look for other dreamers. I try keeping the beacon in mind, but I am not really at El Castillo and every time I try and do it I get distracted by black figures I can never really put any features to. I fly around for a bit marvelling at the architectural wonders surrounding me. I fly past a small pyramid, waay too small to be El Castillo and carry on. There might be entities of some description at this smaller pyramid. I continue through and come to this place where a great wall with a lot of windows is surrounding an area of jungle. This place is heavily ornamented with carved animal heads, although contrary to normal Mayan artistry it is protruding out from the walls instead of being carved into them. It doesn't make the place any less beautiful though, although I am sure I see an elephant at some point, which I find odd thinking about it when awake. At this place I ask the dream to extend itself 10 minutes. I decide to try my luck again with the spinning, this time thinking more specifically about El Castillo. Same scenario happens I close my eyes and try and picture it or at least the shape of it. However this time although I make the same swimming motions, I don't get to the pyramid, though it might flash dimly once or twice. Instead I am sent back to my bed and something weird happens. I hear a narrator talking about how I have now set foot in the Astral and that my physical damage is increased. Which sounds just too weird and I can't help but laugh myself and wonder if I am going be trapped here for 7-8 minutes. I can wriggle around and rotate freely within my own body and it doesn't seem like the wall I am lying next to is causing problems, though I can't see anything. I wake up feeling amazing.
This is a memorable dream from a couple of months back I thought I had listed up but apparently didn't. Worth listing anyhow. (Note: I have a gazillion ones I could list but my dreams are so nonsensical that I rarely do) -------- So I was on this field with a few of my close family and friends. A couple of trees and a grassy ground. There was this slight hilltop. I approached it. On the top there was this ancient looking well, built from big stone blocks that had vegetation growing on them. I hear faint whispers from the well. I summon a couple of my family members to listen too. They too hear it all. Soon, my vision blurs, and we are sucked into the well. We find ourselves on the floor of a big cave. There's a couple of hallways leading somewhere. And the well is still visible upwards. We pick one of the hallways, which is not cave anymore, but rather a mayan looking underground structure. We continue walking through it and hear the same whispers throughout. At some point, the voices got louder. The voice was a loud low pitched male sound with a sadistic tone to it. It informed us that we were there and stuck, and that he was going to play games with us. So we spend hours wondering around while the voice with his powers traps us in individual rooms, tortures us, and releases us and so on. The thing says he'll give us one chance to get out. We are going to have to play ball with him, literally. There was this game of what was kinda like football, but all moves allowed, where the voice summoned living statues, again in the mayan artistic style, to act as players on the field in the game. A friend of mine scores and the entity lets him go. We continue playing, and ultimately loose, resulting in us being tortured to death by the stone giants beating us down.
I tromped on a small dirt path towards a small raised crest. My grandfather led the way and all around me were my sister and two cousins, Emma and Luke. We got to the small crest and looked down. Below us was a steep slope and then a beach of rocks. There was a bayou, or maybe it was a stream, running by it. This was the only accesible part of the beach, there were trees on the other parts. Grandpa told us that Mayan indians used to live here, and that we could find many great artifacts here. We have a place near his farm where we can pick up old Civil War and Indian objects from the ground. We began to look all over the ground. I tried to pick out unusual things from the smooth stones and soon found an odd oval shaped, beige stone. it was about the size of my palm and it had a carving on it that made it resemble a closed fist. One finger pointed forward. I excitedly showed my Grandpa my find and he praised me for my good work. not too long later, Luke picked up an identical rock, but it seemed to be the other hand. That is, he found the left one and I found the right one. My grandpa excitedly picked up a spherical, cream colored stone. There were indentions for the eyes and mouth and a protrusion for the nose that made it resemble a human head. There was a headband on it and some sort of headdress carved in. He showed it to us all. We began to search again, but then my grandpa shouted excitedly. We ran over to him. He was standing by a tree. on the tree, hanging, was a clay plate held up by a strip of leather. On it was a large indention, and around that were intricate designs. My grandpa carefully placed the head inside the indention. He decided to leave it there. i thought this was a good idea, as it seemed like it held some special purpose there. Grandpa mentioned something about Grandma having dinner waiting, and we returned to her house. My dream skipped forward. Somehow I knew i was at my grandmothers house, even though it wasn't. I was in a huge arena, with green below and stands all around. The stands were a third of the way filled with my family. i was on a raised platform, high, high in the air. Directly below me were a bunch of red balls. It was my birthday. I was supposed to jump into the balls. They might have been bouncy balls, a puffy trampoline, balloons, or pillows. I was unable to tell from the distance I was at. Somebody from my family climbed up to tell me something urgent. Emma was dangerously ill and she wanted to see me. i rushed down. Skipped ahead I was in a tiny room, about 12 feet by 6 feet. There was no such room in real life. There was a narrow bed and a large window. The bed seemed to double as a sitting swing. I stood by the bed and Emma lay there, talking to me. I laughed with her. She seemed fine, and it was time to go back home, anyway. Skip to my lou, my dreamling. We were in front of my grandmothers house, getting into our cars by the front gate. I was in third person view watching this, I seemed to be about 40 feet in the air, watching everything. We said our goodbyes.
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