OK, I got lucid last night. It was simply a little thing where I was having a nightmare about something I don't care to mention, then I all of a sudden somehow realized. Then I proceeded to do something, but I woke up right after. I completely forgot what it was. I think it had something to do with a friend or something, but I can't remember.
As long as you know you became lucid, you're on the right track to becoming a Sleep Master.
holy shit. i asked dani if she wants to go out tomorrow and she said yes. Whoo.
Also I watched the Matrix earlier. My sub kept going "hey, that guy's a dick" every time Smith did something. I think he's trying to protect his good name.
MR ANDERSON
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I think i have might been lucid tonight, but im not sure, I don't know how i realized i was dreaming, but somehow i did and i said to myself "I want some rocket boots" and I got some rcoket boots and i start flying with them, very shortly after i started flying i felt that i was starting to wake up so i used one of them tricks to stay lucid (Rubbing your hands together) But I woke up anyways, but here's the funny part; I woke up into another dream :aaaaa:.
Was i lucid or was it all "staged"
Well, Shit.
Another night and another step closer. Ok, so my dream recall is getting awesome. 4 seperate dreams last night.
Except im an idiot. One i just turned over after recalling the whole thing and fell asleep, the second i wrote in the dark onto my pad... right over another dreams so that one is sorta indistinguishable
But theres another one i had that really stuck out in my mind, for two reasons.
1) the dream was batshit crazy
2) I had controll over my actions, the whole thing lost its "cinema" quality, i was like halfway in control if that makes sence?
[quote=My Dream Journal]
The first scene starts with me with a girl in a bedroom, behind us is a double window and she has blonde hair infront of us is a hallway with the door open an orangy light coats the room.
We start making out and she's laid ontop of me we're kissing and im topless, she says to me "I'm sorry, but i have a boyfriend and i'm... [I]wiccan[/I] so i can't"
She leaves the room as i just lay there tottaly bemused as her boyfriend is there all :smug:
So the next scene is me in this hallway, in this small apartment, in this ladies kitchen, she's taken on the form of my dads new wife-to-be (Very nice, cheery happy generous) and she asks to take her dog for a walk, so i accept and walk out.)
The dog worms itself out of its leesh and then i spend the next what felt like 20 minutes chasing it around some foreign city i don't seem to recognise.
and i actually thought to myself "i think im dreaming" but i was too busy chasing the damn dog to do an RC check (GRR)
I eventually caught the dog and return it to her, we're sat in the kitchen and i explain about the Wiccan thing with the blonde that happend.
She turns to me and says its time to meet her. She turns around to the wall, and pulls away the curtain to reveal just a plain wall, she draws a knife and looks at me dead in the eye. "It's time for you to meet the mother, do not stray from me, and under no circomstances are you to willingly leave"
I nod, she takes the knife and slices the wall top to bottom, it reveals that the wall was actually [I]flesh[/I] as she parts it, tendrils of flesh begin to flay as she pushes the walls apart, the most putrid smell fills my notrils as we walk down, Ghoulish men are seen, their flesh rotted and green as the smell is making me gag, we walk to the end of the room me being carefull not to loose my way, as we come to a small wooden wall, about 3 feet deep, 6 feet high and about 2-3 feet wide.
She slices it open to reveal a face, much like a Broodmother from Dragon Age.
She looks at the broodmother and says "i need this one to be judged" she takes a look at me and repeats this "This one may look like rubber on the outside but behind him.... he is made of [B]stone[/B]". She takes the knife, and nicks a small portion of the top of my arm. Both the broodmother and the lady im with fall to the floor and sleep, i go to leave the room but the advice given to me rings in my head "if you leave willingly you. will. die."
The brood mother whispers "Put your head to the floor and sleep, and when you wake your world will be anew"
i put my head on the floor and fall asleep. when i wake up im looking out of the window from the first room i can see the city bustling downstairs, i turn around and im greeted with the blonde
"he lied, he is not wiccan." she said, pulling out a tendril of flesh from the Broodmother.
She pulls of my shirt and lays me on the table, she takes a knife and re-opens the wound on my arm, taking the broodmothers flesh and rubs it into the wound, fusing the blood together as she kisses me "You are now wiccan" she says, pulling off her clothes laying ontop of my naked "You make look like rubber, but behind that... you are made of stone"
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And then i woke up.
Jesus that was long to type. Thats by far the most intresting dream ive had in recent years.
[editline]08:25AM[/editline]
Oh right, so any meaning behind that rubber phrase? or just dream mumbojumbo?
[editline]09:27AM[/editline]
Weird. after the trip to work im feeling ... odd. (aswell as happy and enthusiastic at once. :wtc:)
I swear my dreams are telling me something.
I had a short dream of me standing by the door I mentioned a few pages back. It seems things had rusted, and the door was starting to fall apart.
As the lock fell, the doors flew, or shattered, open. As natural, the adrenaline in my body was running, so the dream did this sort of...Throbbing, effect for the visual.
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-Bn_kD6QN4&ob=av2e[/media]
(5:05)
This huge, damn black thing with tentacles, and was like some kind of human-crocodile-octopus-cthulu like thing. As I backed up, my sub bolted past me, armed in a crystal-like white armor with lush white wings, she lunged at it. Only to be gripped, and crushed in its hand, blood flowing from the hand as she was tossed against the wall. And the fist came down onto me. Writing appearing afterword, written in the darkness as it said
"Give up on yourself, and you give up on your hope."
Then I awoke. I checked the door in a lucid, and it was fine. Locked and everything.
Last night I had the worst dream in my life. I may type it up at a later date, I may not. It was certainly interesting, but it was very personal and disjointed. I say personal both in the way it was terrible and how the whole thing was formed. It was about the death of my greatest friend, who I obviously care about deeply. She died without warning, without reason, and without a goodbye. I found out the day after.
It was.... it was the worst feeling I've ever had, in reality or in a dream. I'm not going to go any further with a description.
However, there are a few very interesting notes I have. For one, it technically took place during a nap (I dove into bed at 12:07 or so and woke up at 4:26 or so). I had no blanket on, and I woke up very cold, which could have had some effect. It also felt like it stretched over three days; it was the longest, fully-remembered dream I've had. Also of note is that it occurred immediately after I was reading a psychology textbook, which is most likely coincidence if anything.
The most interesting notes form through how the dream came together. All of its aspects, situations, and locations I could pin to places I've been, feelings I've had, things that happened to me, etc. So again, very personal. I also have a strange feeling I saw my subconscious as I've jokingly imagined him; as embarrassing as it is, I've thought in passing it would be fitting if he looked like the early concept arts of the Joker in the Dark Knight, a sort of blend of the Joker and Tyler Durden. With how disjointed the dream was, I still remember it being... there. I may have just been remembering the art itself, or it may have been some strange case of it trying to communicate or, what's more, screw with me. It felt like it was a flash of his face I saw, or perhaps he was in the background near the end. It's just a chilling thought, I don't know.
TO dick around some more and spout how incredibly interesting this is (Sorry about that, I'm tired), I go to one final note I find critical and terrifying. I was terrified that she died, and I've partially conditioned myself to perform reality checks in bad situations. Well, I did. My teeth were there and I could feel my nails against my hands. Maybe I've memorized the actual feelings of them or something, but they simply didn't work. I blew right through them near the beginning of the dream.
TL;DR Version, as I want someone to actually acknowledge I'm not a ghost in this thread as it sometimes seems: I have the worst dream of my life, my subconscious may have been there and reality checks didn't work.
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;24632224]holy shit. i asked dani if she wants to go out tomorrow and she said yes. Whoo.
Also I watched the Matrix earlier. My sub kept going "hey, that guy's a dick" every time Smith did something. I think he's trying to protect his good name.[/QUOTE]
Congratulations.
I am going to ask my crush out soon.
My second best friend and I have a crush. He asked her out earlier. And she said no.
Someone said that she would go for me if she said no to my 2nd best friend.
And yeah. Is it bad that I have told her I loved her? But she doesn't believe me.
:frown:
[QUOTE=Activeellis;24639958]
And yeah. Is it bad that I have told her I loved her? But she doesn't believe me.
:frown:[/QUOTE]
As a crush? Yes, that's very forward.
Still, if she doesn't believe it prove it.
[QUOTE=kenji;24640020]As a crush? Yes, that's very forward.
Still, if she doesn't believe it prove it.[/QUOTE]
Oh I will prove it alright. Yes I will.
[editline]04:24PM[/editline]
I am a flirty little fuck. Meaning it should be simple.
Zin my sub told hmn last night to look at some drawing, should be interesting.
I should probobly start typing the stories up
Fuck, I only remember fragments again.
Your drawing didn't work JAKE, but it's still on the back of my mind.
and fuck, i'm going to fail maths.
[editline]11:58AM[/editline]
But I'm going to eat bananas or something to improve dream recall for today.
[QUOTE=Hm3O;24642645]Fuck, I only remember fragments again.
Your drawing didn't work [B]zin[/B], but it's still on the back of my mind.
and fuck, i'm going to fail maths.
[editline]11:58AM[/editline]
But I'm going to eat bananas or something to improve dream recall for today.[/QUOTE]
Uhhhhhh
lucid dreams are the shit
i love flying
[QUOTE=solid_jake;24642733]Uhhhhhh[/QUOTE]
Fuck sorry, but cut me some slack im studying.
which means i shouldn't be here.
shit
What did I tell you
[B]WHY DID YOU NOT STUDY YESTERDAY?[/B]
[QUOTE=solid_jake;24642938]What did I tell you
[B]WHY DID YOU NOT STUDY YESTERDAY?[/B][/QUOTE]
well I did, im revising now.
I'm going to get a C at least.
You said you were revising yesterday.
Dang it
What
[QUOTE=solid_jake;24643091]You said you were revising yesterday.
Dang it[/QUOTE]
oh yeah
Hm, last night I recall a dream where I was drumming, and I can vaguely remember the rhythm I played...
Now for trying ever harder to get a lucid, where I will drum for a week and learn a bunch of new rhythms :razz:
Too bad muscle memory isn't developed...
wekk im off to fail
[QUOTE=Hm3O;24643399]wekk im off to fail[/QUOTE]
Who is wekk?
He's having a moment
will you two stop flirting already and just post your dreams jake
Shush
Atleast I'm not getting anal about anything like the thread :ninja:
Wheres that Zing button!
How far are you through writing V2 Zin?
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;24643543]will you two stop flirting already and just post your dreams jake[/QUOTE]
But we are lovers.
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