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Last night and two nights ago I didn't remember anything... Did have one night full of dreams though.


Trying to sleep

Kept having False awakenings in what appeared to be a living room right by a kitchen like the one house I lived in in Lethbridge. I walked by a girl sleeping on a couch. I went to the other couch to go to sleep. I started having sleep paralysis, I remembered something like trying to spin vibrations really fast so I could enter a lucid dream (Not realizing I was already dreaming.) . FA, I'm on the couch but the girl in the room is playing loud music. FA, again and the girl is asleep I forget what happened after.

Box

I was in a living room during the daytime and a small little box floated right past me. I was curious, so I grabbed it in mid ar. I opened it and two small toys wrapped in some paper fell out. Someone (Maybe Asuka) instructed me to put everything back inside. They kept handing me papers and chocolates.

Next part of the dream I knock on Jamie's door. She comes out and I give her the box. She smiles and seems happy. I'm just watching her pull everything out from the box.

Loving

Flash of me and Jamie on a bed. She is holding me tightly and she's on top of me. We are both clothed though, We are looking into eachother's eyes and getting lost in them and smiling. I really feel like she loves me in that moment.

Dogs

I'm on a farm and trying to leave. A couple dogs keep following me around, and barking loudly. A young girl comes out of one of the barns and takes the dog away.

Crawling

Just a flash last night of a girl crawling in a strange way down a hallway...

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Didn't have time to upload yesterday as I was busy with friends and schoolwork, not to mention this entry is ginormous! Got some things to explain before getting started:

1) 1PV/3PV = First Person/Third Person.
2) NEO = Non-Existent Observer. I've mentioned it in a few other entries but it's particularly important in this one, so I'll explain it. In most if not all dreams I'm not a part of, it's present. What it is, is essentially thoughts in the back of my mind that I'm not consciously aware of (at the time). (Like making internal comments while watching a movie.) They happen almost constantly, so it would be pointless to narrate them all, but they heavily influence the dream scene, and in the last dream logged here, those influences are important!
3) Watched How to Train Your Dragon 3 on Saturday and got my dragons back


Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
S was complaining about China and how they treated their citizens. Said they were stupid for going against their word and cultivating more edible food in 2020, that in the long run it would have been better to prioritize profit instead.

I brought up the pandemic and food shortages and they essentially said, "They should have just let everyone die."

"Uh… okay." I couldn't believe they were acting so self-righteous even while saying things like that. I was sure nothing I said would get through to them.

We were in a Japanese-style house and there were various fruits hanging from the ceiling in bunches. I wanted raspberries, but bees were hovering around them. S wasn't scared and picked them all for themselves, so I got stuck with these little duck fruits instead.

(Fragment: Later we were on a mission and transformed into two brothers.)

Woke up at 2:30-ish and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
(1PV) I was in a library, on the run from something. I checked out a children's book about dragons eating honey and regurgitating it for their queen. On the same table were chocolate eggs, one with a coating of dark chocolate and a filling of milk chocolate, the other the reverse. Z was gobbling up the former and there was so much drool, it was disgusting.

A girl with long black hair and a yandere vibe came over to us, and I became half myself, half some guy. Someone gave her chocolate glasses with no lenses, (3PV) and the dream turned manga style. Two panels of the guy kissing the girl filled the screen. Except he wasn't kissing her out of love—it was to pacify her, out of fear she would lash out.

It backfired. The dream style returned to normal and she grabbed him, dragging him away. He clawed at the wall until his nails bled, but it was no use. She grew tendrils out of her back and wrapped him up like a python.

My dad encouraged him to "remember the number," false memory or not, I don't know. The girl was casting a spell and during it said "yon" (four), but the kanji that appeared on the screen showed something else. At least the guy thought it did… I separated from him for a moment and as the NEO thought, I would totally die here, if it were me.

He decided on "shichi" (seven), hoping the correct number would cancel out the spell and exorcise her, but before he could voice the second syllable, he was frozen in place. (1PV) A tendril wrapped over his mouth so he could not speak. We both thought, Guess it wasn't that, then.

———

I abruptly woke at 4:30, and for two seconds could not move. I wondered if I'd be frozen until he "won," trying to figure out how I should make that happen, but then it went away. Guess it was sleep paralysis. Wrote down notes and WBTB.

(P.S., I find it fitting how the first syllable of "shichi" is "shi," which is another way of saying four and death )

———

Dream #3 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Tons of village people were killed. A little boy was sad about it, but their spirits came down from the sky, two of which were his parents. They gave him an amulet and said if he brought it to a certain person, they could all be revived.

"Really?" he asked. "That's allowed? It's that simple?"

"Of course! Our deaths were unfair, after all."

Then there was something about hypnosis and a girl with short black hair. (Can't read my notes.)

Woke at 6:15 from alarm and WBTB.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
The rooms on the upper floor of my house had become self-help rooms. A young boy was filling out a sign-up form for one of them and had to choose which languages he was proficient in. He chose English and "Barcelona," but felt a little ashamed choosing the latter since he could only speak and listen, not read and write.

He went into the bathroom, the Suicidal Self-Help Room, and disappeared from the dream. There were two men in there, and another guy creaked open the door, peering in at them. He asked, "Do you want to die?"

"Yes," they responded.

"Then, if you have come here despite wanting to die, and make it to the end of this journey, I trust you will come out stronger."

He held out his hand and they took it. Next thing I remember is them doing side steps on top of chairs—one guy was nervous but got the hang of it eventually... so I guess the "journey" was just exercising.

Then I was in my room, except I was a really tall, really wide black lady, and I had zero control over "my" own actions. I think it was the Immigration Self-Help Room, and there was a Hispanic lady of similar size in there. I kept talking to her in an exaggerated accent that mimicked her own, all the while thinking to myself, Why?! Why are you doing this? It's not like it'll be easier for her to understand!

Thoughts I couldn't control responded, But she speaks that way herself.

So? She hears normal English every day, what you're doing is way more confusing! (I was also wondering to myself when my appearance would return to normal.)

In the end I only managed to lessen the accent slightly, and the Hispanic lady understandably stormed out of the room. A minute later, she came back in, glaring at me.

"W-What?" "I" stammered.

She started yelling at me in Spanish, and I tried to explain that I couldn't speak it well enough to communicate, and then we both got confused as to why I was in that room in the first place. But she shrugged it off and continued, saying (in Spanish) that we're supposed to be on the same team and she doesn't need prejudice from me, too.

It broke me down and I started crying, hugging her and apologizing. She hugged me back–I vividly felt her warmth–and told me to go to the Suicidal Self-Help Room (aka the bathroom).

I did, and when I looked in the mirror I was my regular self (albeit naked), and had regained control over my actions. Tears were streaked down my cheeks, so I wiped them away with toilet paper. Then I realized I really needed to poop, so I plopped down on the toilet, but pee came out instead.

Of course, this was not only the bathroom but the Suicidal Self-Help Room, so the guy from before creaked open the door and peeked in. There was also a white-haired man standing in the corner.

"Do you want to die?" he asked, as per routine.

I was still peeing and felt a little self-conscious about being naked, but I took his hand anyway and said yes.

"Then, if you have come here despite wanting to die, and make it to the end of-"

I interrupted him, exploding with laughter. The whole time he was talking I was still peeing, and it was hilarious hearing him speak so dramatically over the sound of it. "It's funny 'cause I'm peeing!"

"Don't underestimate us," he warned, but he was smiling. The white-haired man laughed as well.

"Why is it going on so long?" I exclaimed, and as it trickled to a stop, I woke up at 7:20.

———

That is one of the weirdest dreams I've ever had, and not just because of the naked peeing part. I don't think I've ever had a dream where I was unable to control myself, no matter how hard I tried. It wasn't too unpleasant, but it was definitely strange.

Wrote it down and went back to sleep, attempting WILD as usual.

———

Dream #5 (Lucid?):
The time period was the 1800s, and some guy was taking J and I around town. I think we were his servants or something similar. He kept trying to take a picture of us but wouldn't stop yelling. I told him to stop because each time he did I tensed up and ground my teeth, and I was worried they would break.

After a particularly loud yell I heard a crack, but luckily I had Invisalign on, so it was pieces of that that fell out of my mouth instead of teeth. Still, I was distressed, and cried out, "See what you did?"

J and I left him and went to a shop. I asked the store owner if it could somehow be fixed, but I don't remember his answer and I doubted it, considering the time period.

Some stuff happened and we ended up in a library, searching for glasses on the floor because my vision was blurry and we were too poor to buy a pair. At one point J said to me, "Yeah, you seriously need glasses."

"Not really… if I'm driving, maybe."

We ended up finding a ton, including a "time-travel" pair, particularly under the bookcases. I found it weird, but people were giving us dirty looks so we went outside to try them on. K was next to us being annoying, and I worried she would steal them.

I put on a very tight black pair; each frame was shaped like the Eiffel Tower, and one of the lenses was blurry. I took them off with some difficulty and thought, "These are for skinny-faced people."

I turned back to K and found she had stuffed all the rest in her bag. "Hey!" I shouted, snatching two of the red ones (one of which was the time-traveling pair). She threw a fit, waving her fists in the air and howling like a child.

"You can keep the others, okay?" I yelled, but that made her even angrier. She transformed into a dragon that resembled Toothless, curled into a ball, and covered her face with one wing. You could hear her sobbing underneath.

I started to walk away, but decided it wasn't a good idea to destroy this friendship. I gently touched her wing and said, "Aw, c'mon, don't cry… don't be like Hiccup." (Wrapped up in Toothless's wings.)

She didn't stop, but seemed slightly placated, so J and I left to a train. Except, I have a random memory of being in front of my house and Kagome's mom coming out. We had a short conversation, and next thing I knew J and I were gone from the dream.

Back to the train, Kagome and her mom were running from two different directions to jump on, nearly falling into a pit in the process. Inuyasha grabbed them both and lifted Kagome to safety, keeping the mom held over the pit until Kagome told him who it was. And then all three of them disappeared from the dream as well.

(3PV) I don't remember the events leading up to it, but there was total chaos on the train. Acidic green goo was pouring through the roof, melting everything and everyone in its path. People were screaming and running around and jumping under the train and into glowing red holes, killing themselves to escape.

The main character was a man in a bomber jacket. He went down a short flight of stairs, where the green goo wouldn't reach, due to the captives being held there. It was a small room, and in it were two cages. Each of them held a deformed mass of bloody flesh in the shape of a baby. They crawled around as much as they could, pieces of their body rubbing off and trailing behind them.

They may have been Kagome and Inuyasha, and were rumored to "occasionally have real conversations." (That was not remarkable because they looked like babies, but because the people in this world did not have conversations of any depth in general.) At first they were just apologizing to each other in raspy voices, but soon began to say things like, "We'll never be fixed/let out" and "We should have done it slower."

They were a hideous sight to behold, and two people who had followed MC down were freaking out. MC himself was on the verge of a breakdown, but as the NEO, I thought, No, I don't want my guy to freak out… I don't want him to kill himself. That would be too anti-climactic.

That thought must have influenced him, because for a while he just stared blankly at the babies. But then out of the blue, he became lucid!

"It's okay, guys!" he assured the two people wailing beside him. "This is just a dream!"

Ah, he's right, I vaguely thought, as NEO.

They didn't pay attention to him, and one tried to approach the cages. He grabbed her by the collar and dragged both of them back up to the main train. (1PV) He looked at the doors and forced them open with his mind, then jumped out and flew into the sky, thinking ecstatically, This is a dream! I'm free! I'm free!

He landed on a lamp post and looked out at the station, grinning widely. But then someone snapped a picture of him, and it filled the screen. He was alarmed. Even though he hadn't freaked out on the train, the events had still traumatized him, and the last thing he wanted was to cause a scene. He climbed down from the pole and lost lucidity.

Suddenly he realized he could not remember his name, or who he was, or where he worked. A police officer was standing on the platform, and MC rushed to him, begging for help.

The P.O. turned to him and smiled tenderly. "Glen."

The train pulled into the station. P.O. pulled Glen inside, and was bombarded with questions as they headed to the back seats. "You know my name? Do you know me? Can you help me?"

They sat down, and the P.O. handed him a small green key, presumably a house key. "Of course I remember your name, Glen. I'm on the right side of God." He said it with humor, almost sarcasm. "Now stop messing around."

"What about my work? Do you know my work?"

P.O. hesitated. Both Glen and I as the NEO could tell he was coming up blank.

Glen laughed and leaned closer. "You don't even know that? Are you really on the right side of God?"

P.O. frowned. "Glen, stop. You're going to tip off the 315 out of 415 Orthodox religious people in this small town." (Statistics filled the screen and NEO me thought, Oddly specific numbers, and, They're awfully close–they must be gay or dating. Too bad for them that it's the 1800s.) "You need to be quiet… well, I guess I could be quieter, too."

He sighed and sunk back into his chair. Glen leaned even closer and continued happily talking with him. Even though I was not him (unlike the second or fourth dream), it was in first person, and I could vividly feel the sensation of his hand on his cheek. I could feel his smiling mouth, the creasing of his eyes, even his affection for the P.O. It was strange, experiencing someone else's emotions like that.

———

Woke up at 9:25. Believe it or not, I actually forgot huge chunks of this dream. Couldn't remember the first part for a good five minutes.

I just don't understand how I could watch someone become lucid and not become lucid myself. I suppose I was in the back of my mind, but that doesn't count. As the non-existent observer, I have no idea that I am thinking anything at all.

So, regarding scoring… does it count as lucidity if I didn't realize my own existence? Neither Glen nor I were aware of who the dreamer was, nor did we remember the competition tasks. It was a surface-level lucidity in which he only knew his surroundings weren't real and he could do whatever he wanted. I'm logging it in my LD count because it didn't feel like role-playing (edit: changed my mind after saizaphod comment), but I understand how it could be a gray area.

If it does count, do his actions (telekinesis, flying) as well? Could it even be considered my personal goal, making a dream character lucid?! I need help

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x3) - 3 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
DILD - TBD
Interact with dream character - TBD
Telekinesis - TBD
Flying - TBD
Tonight's sum: 10.5 points
Previous sum: 114.5 points
Comp total: 125 points

This was a good one. I slept a ton and that helped a LOT. I’m gonna have to list everything out. This journal is also going to be a bit censored compared to my private one.

1) Shortly after descending into hypnagogia, I started getting some sleep paralysis vibrations and a feeling of rising into the air. I saw a flash of cool-looking patterns, but my eyes were shut, so I saw them internally. Lots of colors and swirls and dots, very technicolor, very cool. I saw a flash of a video game character's face for a moment, which I somewhat willed to be there. It really felt like I was opening another pair of eyes. I then woke up and had to get a drink of water. I had only been asleep for a few minutes. I was essentially lucid, but at a low level of awareness.

2) nsfw and censored.

3) I woke up and went into vibrations again! I had a creepy sleep paralysis dream where all these huge eyes were floating above me. But a white tiger showed up, a character from my fantasy world, and he rescued me with a mighty roar. Everything frightening disappeared. Unfortunately, I either woke up or fell completely asleep after that.

4) I had a brief non-lucid dream which was also nsfw. Man. xD

5) I heard a faint scream in the middle of the night. Was definitely from sleep paralysis and not real.

6) I might’ve had a dream of taking a freezing cold shower, or it might’ve actually happened a few days ago when I was showering during a laundry cycle. Can’t remember. Maybe both.

7) This one is going to be fun. It started with a dream that I was on a tropical island. I was running with some middle aged dudes and one of their wives who was pretty, flirty, tan with dark hair and thin, and was (nsfw and censored actions are here lol). At some point she was (nsfw actions again, holy CRAP subconscious what is WITH you lmao). Lots of moms with strollers at the beach etc. We then were at a high point somehow, just me and her at first, looking down at the whole island at the height of a descending plane. I could see rainforest, rivers, white sand, the ocean and waves, and super fancy resort huts. I then realized that my tulpa was there as well, holding my right hand while the dream character woman held my left. We engaged our hovershoes which we suddenly had, and DROPPED! Then we engaged the fuel and stopped just before hitting the ocean! I believe I thought “I’m in my fantasy world right now!” which is why I thought to engage my hovershoes. The feeling of freefall was amazing. So was it lucid -- no, but it wasn't normal either. I didn't believe I was on earth. I believed I was in a real fantasy/magical world, which allowed me to summon hovershoes at will, so there was probably some faint degree of awareness there.

8) Next: Straight out of dream 7, I woke up, but I was sleep-paralyzed. It was powerful enough that I tried to move my dream hand separate from my physical hand. Believe it or not, it worked. I wanted to open my eyes and lift my whole dream body out of my main one for an OBE but a) I had the feeling that I’d wake up if I tried, and b) I could tell that I was gonna project myself directly into my room instead of the universe I wanted to go to. I tried to see the white tiger again and he was definitely there, but then my hand started to feel weird and uncomfortable (it was curled funny when I fell asleep). Then I woke up fully.

9) I tried to AP again one more time, at like 8:15 AM when I should’ve been awake. I was trying this method where my tiger friend was going to yank me out of my physical body and ascend straight into another universe. Well I felt him biting me on my neck, not hard or painful at all, just like a mom picking up her baby kitten. Unfortunately, the sensation was strong enough that I woke up. It was really cool though. Actually my neck still kind of feels it which is weird because I've been awake for around 90 minutes now. :O

#546 DILD Early

This is pretty much a garbage dream but I think it's worth making an entry.

I am walking around in some building with many halls and doors. I notice the dream gets dark and I feel sluggish for no reason. I feel afraid at first but then I remember this is common in dreams and become lucid. I tell myself to relax. I wake a little to SP. My wife's arm keeps hovering over my face (hallucination). I try to bite at it to make it go away then my head starts shaking violently. The effort of it all brings me out of it and I wake up.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I think I had a WILD. Don't remember exactly what happened but think I fell asleep, experienced brief sleep paralysis with audio hallucinations, like people talking. Then a false awakening. Confusion lasted only a few seconds. Realized right away I had fallen asleep and became lucid. But it wasn't an interesting dream. I was just at some dark place. I flew around. Felt lucidity fading, so I looked into my hands. Then plunged into the ground and continued flying through some new scenario. Not much happened because I didn't have a plan.

I almost had a successfull LD but I forgot to do a RC after getting in
So I was falling asleep , becoming more and more comfortable, my consciousness started to diminish slowly, and so I thought why not try rope technique while I was watching the tirades of my mind in the hypnagogic stage. And with this thought, I imagined a rope to the side of the bed , horizontally floating , and started to pull myself out of myself. I felt intense energy going through me and then I found myself in a full blown rem atonia or whatever you may call it. I was completely paralysed and had auditory hallucinations of weird ambient noises and such. Then I imagined and thought to myself "it would be pretty scary if I were to hear someone screaming in my ears". And thats what exactly happened after . After that I entered a dream I think, someone was glitching in my window and wall , thought it's a burglar, I DID NOT realize that I am in a dream now. And then I woke up.

I wake in the middle of the night and there is a closet near my bed that I always check to make sure that it is closed. Last Night I was so tired that I didn't bother doing so, So when I wake up in the middle of the Night it was open and all dark inside except for my clothes hanging inside and minor things and such. This is when the SP and false awakening Start. I get slightly afraid of it but not enough to bother closing it and I go back to sleep. Please take note that I'm laying sideways at the foot of my bed with the closet at my feet and the window at my head. Anyhow, I fall asleep and a few minutes later without even realizing it, I find myself sitting on the brown carpeted floor in front of my closet, playing with something. I wake back up with that image in my head and thought, so you want to try to give me a nightmare do we? Even with slight fear I ignored it, occasionally looking at the closet and went back to sleep. I feel myself drift in and out of SP with my feeling the tickling sensation and jerking here and there. I wake up for about 20 minutes to get rid of the aggressive SP and then drifted back to sleep.

I find myself back at Raymond which IRL is torn down.

In the dream I start off in my mom's room that was empty but junky. There was a light on and I can see that things were missing. The first thing I noticed was the mirror dresser. The TV that is usually sitting on top of it in the corner was gone along with various other things that were once there like lotions, jewelry, hair stuff etc. The only thing that was on top left was a dusty outline where the TV once was and other useless things, such as wires, strings and more dust back where the mirrors where at. Speaking of the mirrors, the two tall mirrors that were connected to the back of the dresser was also missing, it was just the tracks the the mirror slid down into. I figured that since we no longer lived here and now in the process of moving things out that some one in the family came by to help out with the rest of the moving process or some people busted in here and stole the things out of here. Next to the dresser on the floor were two radios. One was an old 1990s looking realistic (brand name) table radio.
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It was light brown in color and had a knob turner. it was obviously broken as I can see the the cord was missing and there were frayed wires on the back of the radio where the cord once was. Next to it was a more modern looking radio. It was black and silvery grey in color, much like mine that I have IRL with the stylized boomboxes and what not. The boombox was on and was playing some kind of music, possible me hearing the jazz music that I always have playing softly in the background from the waking world. For some strange reason the people that come in here would always leave this radio one and never bothered it so it has been on for God knows how long. Anyhow there was no bed in this room, it too have been taken out by someone. There was stuff like hangers, paper and some pieces of the beds frame that supported the mattress. It was dark out and then I suddenly realized that I needed to get out of here in case who ever it is staying here returns, since it looked like it was still inhabited from it being power here. I hastily made my way through a lit hallway and down the steps. That dream ended with me rounding a corner on the landing and to the next flight of steps that led down into the living room.

Next segment.

I'm lucid from an SP that I felt after the closet opening and start off semi lucid. I'm outside doing the old way of calling robots into my dream. It looked like it was dusk out and I was having issues remembering who the recent zords I was with IRL. I manage to think oh wait a sec, I can just try to dream about characters who are small like Optimus Primal, SD Gundam or Auric. I ended up thinking about Ninjor but wanted to avoid him since we are at Odds with each other. Playing Power Rangers Legacy he has gotten in the way of some of my matches and I ended up talking shit to him and taking out both him and what I thinks to be his girl, Odonna. So I avoided him but unfortunately he ended up appearing and he saw me. "Ninjor! He shouted in his wavy voice and he charged at me. I ran down a hall and into a room and looked to see if I can jump out of a window. I go into what looks like an unlit office room and over to a window. Birdseye landscape. Even though I know it is a dream it was just too high for me.Nope. I turned to run back out, but Ninjor blocked of the door way. "Hahaa!" He laughed mockingly. "I've got you now!" He charged into the room and I ran back behind a table and up against the back wall opposite from the windows. I spotted another way out and Ninjor saw it too and tried to block that off but failed, just missing me by a hair with his grasp. I'm going up flights of stairs and every time I look back just as I'm rounding corners I can see a glimpse of his blue color coming up right behind me. As we are running high up the scene slowly changes and I began to see lava appearing. I entered a room and most of the floor is glowing hot and I run out on a thin strip of safety. Ninjor Sees this and was actually trying to get me out of there and somehow he slips and falls into the lava tiles. And I'm disappointed in my dream ending with my robotic DC getting killed. I see his now limp body sank into the lava and vanishes under the yellow hot surface. Oh yeah? Well then I can go with him. I jump down into the lava expecting the worse. It was not hot and I can now see Ninjor Rising up out of the lava but he was laying down. Something was rising him up and as soon as it got done Ninjor shot up and looked at me. Panicked I ran to the door entering the room and looked back expecting him to come after me but he didn't. He seemed a bit off. He was looking around and not saying anything. I decide to see what was up with my chaser but being careful to not let him get me. The black visors which was his eyes has what looks to be slight rust on the edges. The lava had temporarily blinded Ninjor and he was seemingly becoming more upset.


Next segment

Sexual dream

These are dreams I usually use to become aroused and get that feel good sensation in. Usually it results in me waking up,I would have it for only a few seconds before it would fade away. IRL I thought what if I achieve this without instantly waking up from the feeling? This is what I got.

I usually keep these dreams private but since it is part of this long dream I will include it here. In this dream I start off in a large house. I'm talking with people then at some point and time I get lucid and became aware. No one is home at this time and I walking around in this house, trying to find away outside, as I'm doing so the arousal came into thought. So I start looking around for something gross to happen to me. I walked into a bathroom that is the size of a dinning room and on top of something I found a used douche. I knew it was used because the water inside of it was mostly gone and the nozzle was opened and out. Perfect. As soon as I picked it up the dream shifted and found myself in another bathroom that was much smaller then the other one I was just in. I'm now standing infront of an unseen mirror and behind me was a tub with curtains around it. I didn't pay it no mind and started to stick myself with the douche but as soon as that happened, I suddenly fell backwards into the tub that was full of water. I fuss abit at the dream as to why it did that while I was getting ready to receive the arousal and I get the feeling that it knew what it was doing. So now I'm, in a tub of water and continue on, poking my self and achieving my dream feeling. Arousal shot up into my body and and that good feeling exploded into me. After about 4 or 5 seconds it disappears and I take out the douche but then feel myself began to wake up. Shit! Suddenly the water swishes around and I'm sucked underneath it and is still able to breath freely. I felt the water the smelled like peroxide rush over the top of me and the waking sensation disappeared. I was now one with the water and the dream knew it. So it teleported me taking some lucidity with it to the outside of the tub where I was now standing up with people. Somehow this dream managed to keep me inside after the successful sensation. I'm talking with people and we are there fishing around with our hands in a huge, metal thing that is full of cloudy blue water. I also have my hands inside and is wondering how am I'm not scared of this water even after I'm aware that I'm dreaming? I look into the water and I can see bits and pieces of what looks to be cooked crab meat inside. I quickly took my hands out of there and then I think I woke up but was in SP. Dream was not ready to release me yet ^_^


Anyhow I reenter the dream and now I'm back at the house I started off in when I was at the start of this segment. I walk around a bit and looked out the window and seen that we were above clouds and I can only see the tips of what looks to be evergreen trees. Further off in the distance there was fog and I seen the Thunder Megazord. He was colossal and walking around but I was too far away to get his attention. He turned and disappeared into the fog.

Ninjor reappeared with his sight back and this time he charged and caught me, causing me to wake up, for real.

I really want to get back into actively practicing lucid dreaming. I miss being on here and discussing dreams with you people! What follows are a few of the most interesting dreams I've had lately.

09.16.2017

Lonliness (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Something has occurred that causes Cheyenne and Jake to forget about me. It's something like a spell or an alternate timeline where we never met and became friends. All I really recall is a rainy night, incomprehensible lonliness, and finally speaking to Cheyenne again even though she does not remember me.

09.16.2017

Foolishness (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Note: This was basically expected. I took one 4mg tablet of Galantamine before bed and another during WBTB at 3 am. That is always a recipe for intense sleep paralysis, which was my goal. I'm trying to use it as a gateway for astral projection, or at least a good lucid.

I'm lucid, walking down the street where I grew up at night. Still affected by my previous dream, I summon Cheyenne to keep me company. I call out her name--- my usual method of summoning. A voice calls back from the darkness, but it's distorted and wrong. "YOU'RE not Cheyenne," I accuse the voice.

"Yes I am." The voice is normal now. Cheyenne approaches me from a dark path out of the trees by the edge of the road. Foolishly, I assume the original distortion must have been an effect of the sound bouncing off the almost tunnel like grove of trees. I am too desperate for companionship after my previous dream to question it further. I figure, this is a dream, so it's not REALLY her anyway.

Cheyenne walks with me back to my childhood home, where I lay down on a hammock around the side of the house. I am laying with my back to her, but it seems for a moment as though she has disappeared, much to my disappointment. If only that were the case...

Because suddenly I hear a demonic voice shriek from behind me, "FOOLED YOU!!!!" as a creature latches onto my back, cackling madly, its arm coming around to dig its long claws painfully into my chest. It falls with me into the dark void of sleep paralysis, mocking me with its shrill, shrieking laughter all the while.

My first thought is that I definitely had this coming to me. Despite my fear and pain, I remember telling myself NOT to try to wake up if I have SP tonight. I hold out for as long as I can, but eventually I give in to the fear and force myself awake.

09.21.2017

Final Destination (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The early part of the dream is a bit vague. I'm helping someone with computer stuff. There's also a girl I like with pretty blonde hair.

It's as I'm leaving this place that things start to go downhill. My boss has gotten himself mixed up in some Deep Web murder club with an invamous serial killer/hacker named "Sabine." He's going to one of their meetings right now (apparently they meet in a physical place?) and I make the mistake of walking with him to his truck, which is parked outside the convention hall. He asks if I want to come with him and I almost do, but change my mind.

Unfortunately, during this brief span of time, I've drawn the interest of Sabine. I have the option to join or die, and I refuse to do either. But Sabine is seemingly everywhere, with eyes in all forms of technology. I have no idea how to stay constantly vigilant agains a club of murderers who are determined to stalk and kill me. There is also a paranormal aspect to what is happening, but I fear the Murder Club humans much more.

There is a person I'm trying to protect who is also being targeted. I think it's the pretty blonde girl from before. I remember holding her hand, and we might have kissed. Can't really remember this part too clearly. She is involved with the paranormal part of this--- she is a Star who has fallen to earth and needs to find her way home. She is missing a lot of her memory, though. In turn, I have "memories" of these events happening before, in alternate timelines.

I have a conversation with who I think is one of the murderers about what's going on as he mocks me and prepares to kill me. I realize that he's not actually one of the human members of the club; instead, he is a Reaper. I laugh at him, saying I'm not afraid to die at the hands of a Reaper and that he can just go ahead and kill me. He swings his scythe at me mut it hits an invisible barrier. I laugh again. "Looks like you can't do it." I know I am protected against the likes of him, because I know how to use my spiritual energy to defend myself. He wonders out loud what could have caused this. To throw him off his game, I say something about "the Frenchman," apparently referring to the fallen angel Asher. (Asher was a character of mine back in high school. An annoying French angel. In the dream, however, we knew each other from one of the alternate timelines.)

I end up in a bar with my Star friend. Asher bursts in the door, but he looks different than how I remember him. His famous blonde hair is dyed black. He also does not yet remember me from the other timelines, but I know that he will.

I'm now with Asher outside my current residence. Evil vines come from the woods and try to strangle him, but I set them on fire. They scream like banshees as they burn.

Trying to get back into a more regular pattern of writing down my dreams again. I found that is the best way to remember them and have nights with a lot of lucid dreaming.

In a house with wood paneling, kind of old, but mansion like. I am being told that I have to leave, but when I go back to get out, the rooms have changed. I realize that I am dreaming and try sneaking around the house to get where the people in charge are trying to keep me from. For some reason I think that I have left a room that had something more interesting. I walk into a room finally that is larger and there are a bunch of people working at desks. Dream starts to fade, probably some light sleep paralysis.

At the edge of a swamp and I see a dark figure (typical dream sign of mine) on the other side. I realize I am dreaming and try to fly over to confront it, but the dream starts to fall apart as I am heading towards it and I end up conscious in darkness for a bit, but have body sensations.

I am walking with some people down a road and nose check and realize I am dreaming. There is a fuzzyness that I want to get rid of so I scream "vivid" a couple of times which seems to help for awhile. The others are looking at me weird until I tell them "it's cool, I am dreaming". I don't really remember much after that.

Frag

I remember Bjork was up on some landing. I was helping her down taking her hand into mine.

Sleep Paralysis and Creepy Dream.

I was experiencing vibrations. I kept thinking, "Asuka, Asuka." Wanting to find out what dream she was in. I was able to make the vibrations spin faster and faster. But somehow I lost awareness

FA, In a dingy basement room with my dog. I can hear my aunt yelling from upstairs. I leave the room. I come to a wooden staircase that is broken in the middle. My dog followed me there. I some how managed to climb the staircase. I wound up in a living room that looked like Squatters had been shooting dope there for decades. Asuka was a fat Native american girl wearing glasses and was with some guy who I was unfamiliar with. He seemed to be familiar with me. Asuka started leaning against me and started trying to convince me to have a threesome with her and the man. I remember being really grossed out by the thought. They both had something like a crack pipe and started smoking it. I really wanted to leave.

Frag 2

I'm in a room with Bjork that appears to be all black. Except for us and the table we are sharing. On it is a GIANT slab of roast beef completely covered in gravy. We are both loudly stuffing our faces and our faces are covered in gravy. Xereniak walks in and gasps for a minute and then says, "Well, this is a dream I hope I definitely won't remember." I look at him confused as he leaves the room.

This was a strange one and I barely remember it. There was this dark evil entity causing chaos and death, so I tried to stop it, but she put me in a state of sleep paralysis. it was such an odd feeling, I could sense my body, but it was like it was far away or something. I don't think I have ever dreamed about SP, and when I do have an episode its always the same: It takes place where I went to sleep, and I am always aware of the room I'm in and anyone else who is in it.

I have always had vivid dreams - especially when I was a teenager. Lots of LD, and even some precognitive. Unfortunately the older I got, the fewer 'meaningful' dreams I experienced. I still have LD quite often, oh and the dreaded SP which always makes me panic! I'm gonna try to write some of these, short form, here...past dreams.

This one LD has always stuck with me because its kind of funny: I found myself in my room - where I went to sleep, and I immediately realized I was dreaming. I looked at my window and I really wanted to go jump out and fly. But I stopped myself because I was worried that I might actually be acting out the dream, like sleepwalking...lol


This dream was beautiful:
I was sitting on the back of a large turtle as he swam through the ocean towards a beautiful beach. I was amazed at how vibrant and clear everything was. It was as if I had spent my whole life looking through foggy glasses that were now removed. It was like being one of the first people to experience an untouched brand new world. There were only a few us here. We were being taught how to live here without damaging anything, like plants or animals.

This was a SP:
I was in my bed and couldn't move. The air was strange - like dark stuff floating around. Beside the bed were 3 dark hooded figures(lol so generic SP figures). They brought what I think were dogs over to me, and it rested it's head on my stomach. Then they left!
Although I experience SP quite often, I rarely see anyone/anything.

Hi, call me Kairos (means "Time" basically) I have what some would call "sleep disturbances". To list a few, Sleep Paralysis, Consistent Nightmares, Sleepwalking, and sometimes Night Terrors to the point where I had to go to the doctor. Now my nightmares actually have been proven to be useful in my profession, I am a writer, mostly horror hence why it's useful. Now don't get me wrong I HATE them but they're a condition I've come to live with.
I've been the last human being trapped on a dying earth, sucked into space, been attacked by animals/creatures, and seen horrific things happen to people to list a few. I don't think I can get into too much vivid detail on some parts to avoid breaking any TOS rules, but my doctor suggested I get a dream journal. I googled something actually (Why is it nighttime in my dreams) and it brought me here so I thought it would be perfect.
I am not going to list any past nightmares because there are only fragments that I can remember like most dreams, but I bookmarked this page so when I wake up from a terrible/pleasant or just plain old strange experience I can write it down here.
Get feedback that sort of thing. So anyone who happens to stumble along stay, go, it does not matter. Just know what you're getting into, I don't want any suggestions from my dreams leaking into yours.

I've been having constant sleep paralysis since i was a little girl but yesterday i had one of the most frightening of all and i think one of the longest experience. I was dreaming that an earthquake was happening and then i got into sleep paralysis but i thought the dream was real so i felt my bed shaking while i was trying to wake myself up effortlessly so i thought if an earthquake was going on someone would come wake me up so then i could get out of that state, however then i got myself up to find out i was hallucinating (i was able to open my eyes for the first time eyer). I felt so anxious and scared, it was seriously shocking. When i woke up it was five in the morning and i was afraid of going back to sleep but after like a half an hour i slept again because i had to go to school the next day.