Thread: iarpo's Dream Journal

OK, so I'm new to this site and lucid dreaming in general. I've always been an avid dreamer but didn't know about lucid dreams until seeing Waking Life and now I want in.

I'm feeling a little rough today so it's all text, but i'll most likely add videos, photos and drawings to some posts in the future. For now, I'm just getting it out of my head.

I'm taking a cue from others in terms of legend:

• [BOLD] is the heading

• [BLUE] is a Lucid Dream (As yet still to happen)

• [BLACK] is Non-Lucid

• [GREEN] is Non-Dream text.

OK, so my first day working on lucid dreaming went like this:

I found the site and read all the things I should do and so spent the rest of the day drilling myself in reality checks and saying, "I will wake up and remember every dream". I had a pretty bad nights sleep, it was 2am before I started any real sleep. I had a video camera next to me to record things as I woke up (but forgot) and I'd set alarms for 90 minute intervals 4.5 hours into dreaming but managed to wake up a few minutes before each one went off every time. So overall I'm pretty happy with my dream recall tonight, if I have a long dream like that I usually only remember the one, but tonight I know of three even during a poor nights sleep. Although I didn't remember to do one reality check.


#1
[I'm not sure what the bulk of the dream was but at the end...] The walls were old grey steel grills about 30 foot high and shaped the room into a circle at leat 70 metres across. The floor was again steel, but a more reactive kind, I didn't lick it but I could already taste it, metallic and very much like blood, the floor had wider holes in the grills, about 10cm suqared, and you knew that underneath was a hole that went hundreds of metres, but darkness meant i could see no further down than 2 metres. The floor sloped into the centre like a shallow cone and from a hole in the middle two electricity pole/pylons were sticking out and had those ceramic disc things on. It felt like Frankensteins laboratory. I saw my cousin in the centre running for the pylons and grabbed them both channelling electricity through him slowly killing him. I know the voltage was insanely high but it didn't kill him instantly, he just kept convulsing while I ran to him. unaffected by the electricity I grabbed him under his arms from behind and tried to pull him off, I'm not sure if I was getting anywhere but I kept trying [End of dream]

#2
[I woke up and remembered this but forgot to commit it to memory and now can't remember it - I just remember there was again old metal and old stone]

#3
We were with a man called the duke, he had a large old stone medieval residence but he was under siege and we had to flee with all the gold. We knew of a hotel where we could stay and hide out.

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The duke tricked the owner of the room; it cost £9, and each pound coin was a foot in diameter. He pretended to drop his money and dropped £6 on the floor. She scrambled for the money and tried to pick it up. One of her more distinguishing features however was that she had 3 pound coins strapped to her hands, she counted the £6 and then the Duke finished for her counting the £3 attached to her - bringing the total to £9, she had been tricked and said ok - The pound coins attached to her were cellophane wrapped and they unwrapped themselves at his words. Oddly, she had 2 arms but each pound coin was strapped to one hand like snow shoes, so I'm not sure how the third one got in there.

The sack we'd been carrying the money in had been damaged, but it was rigid and looked like a diagrammatic cross section, so, our room being on the balcony overlooking the reception we turned it so the hole was away from her and she couldn't see our wealth, not sure why we didn't take it into the room.

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There was some kerfuffle outside the room and I heard the duke and one of our group talking frantically in hushed voices; they'd discovered a horde of Gold beneath the hotel. The duke stayed while we went to investigate. There was indeed gold, but it was all attached to a brass Christmas tree like baubles.

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One of our team put a bauble on the Christmas tree and I felt jealous and left out, so I left in search of decoration. It should be noted that the atmosphere was still a city under siege, it felt like we were in the middle of the French revolution trying to keep our heads. I heard of a place where you could find such decorations and I went to find the place

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I was patrolling the playground of my primary school trying to blend in and get to the place. I saw an old classmate, who was now far older than she should be and a teacher. I slipped through the grounds and made it to the place - a barbers. Two guys in their 30's were outside bickering that it was closed (it was late morning), and the sign had times to come back on various days all very early. They pushed the door open and went in, the room was raised from the street and 3 steep steps led you from the door frame to the room. The barber had a friend who looked sick, he was on the sofa covered in blanket, but as we entered he got out and seemed to grow, or I inhabited the camera as it tracked in on him. He was only wearing his Y-fronts and was about 60. The barber was not happy that we'd disturbed, He was a little younger, mid fifties. The two men asked about the baubles and trinkets, but the barber wasn't happy, he complained about not coming when the sign said, and sarcastically said heaven forbid they'd drive themselves down at such an ungodly hour as 7am for wonders untold. Wanting to seem like a good guy I piped up and said I'd come back at the given time tomorrow and made to leave. I think the barber berated the other two for not being more like me, but there was something else as well, like reality had shifted at the barbers will, but not quite tangibly.

I crawled through the hedge into the playground again, dodged my auntie who is actually a teacher at the real school and I began messing around on the walls and railings, trying to impress the kids with my feats of balance

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I descended the cold stone steps, walls of old stone slabs rose up on either side of me. The path took long spirals like a gigantic spiral staircase. The air was a little musty. It felt like an old French castle town, and back in it's hey day this would have been the inner defences of the castle, or a part hidden from would be invaders. It was huge, the path as wide as a road, like the town snaked down, spiralling into the bowels of the earth. I came across the barbers and found a group of 14 year old schoolgirls outside, so I felt pretty uncomfortable hanging around them, I knew they'd start throwing abuse. The barber let us in, me and one other girl approached the counter, the others in the doorway. The babubles were a let down, one was a gold foil santa hat with a golden glass bauble on top for the pompom, I was jealous because she got the red one and I got a dirty yellow one. I felt pretty embarassed thinking about putting THIS on the brass tree [end of dream]