Date of dream: Sunday, April 22, 2012
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No
Lucid Technique: WILD
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Suddenly, I'm on my backporch and instantly realize I'm dreaming. I dive through the screen that seperates my porch from the world, and begin to fly. Now in the past, flying has been sort of a difficult process for me. But this time, I was flying in a straight line and building immense speed. Never before had I been able to accelerate like this. I'm aware that this a unique moment and it inspires me to fly even faster. At this point, I'm about twenty seconds into my flight , the dream is strong, I'm still building speed, the scenery is beautiful (I'm flying over a forest enviorment) ... then my cell phone rings ...
I wake up slightly annoyed but satisfied because I was flying at a speed that I never thought possible
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* In the past, I would jump like 200 feet in the air and divebomb twords the ground. I would literally fall head first and juuust before I landed on my face, I would pull up like a pilot would and glide for as long as possible.
To have the ability to build my own momentum from nothing was a new experience that was very liberating. The flight felt smoothe. I would describe it like the feeling you feel when you stick your hand out the window of a moving car and the air feels like water and your hand is just breaking through it comfortably ... In this situation, it was my entire body feeling that ... just breaking the air comfortably
it was a really cool experience
Additional Comments:
It was not my intention to become lucid, but I consider this a WILD. It was immediately after I put my head on the pillow. I went from being completely awake to dreaming instantly it seemed. * I can only do this when I'm verry tired
Date of dream: Friday, December 02, 2011
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No
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I'm sitting in on the couch in my living room watching television. I notice that the screen is blury, and that's when I become lucid. I don't even watch TV! I stood up from the couch and looked around. My house looked exactly as it does in real life with the furniture slightly different. Everything seems to be going great until I see a figure sitting in the doorway. At first I assume it's my mother because she always sits in that particular place, but as the moments pass, I realize it's not her.
I called out to the figure ... " mom? " ... but there was no response. The way the figure was sitting seemed unnatural and my heart began to race. I slowly approached when the creature focused it's gaze apon me. Her eyes were jet black and large like charcoals. The skin was wrinkled and I believed I was staring at a demon. My mind began to race. I was lucid, yet having the most frightening experience of all time. How could this be? I pondered the possibility of this demon genuinely being from another realm beyond my comprehension. Who is to say that what I see is merely a projection of my imagination?
I considered waking myself up, but then I saw the significance in the situation. I've been having DEEP issues with my mother this year. I've even jokingly remarked on several occasions that "she has a demon" inside of her. I'm usually not the religious type, but there's just something about demons that I find incredibly frightening.
I decide to take my chances. I convince myself that it's just a creation of my imagination and slowly start inching forward. All the while it never once took it's eyes off of me. The sight was one of the most horrifying experiences of my entire life. As I'm getting closer and closer, I start to feel as though it's communicating it's thoughts into my head. I feel extremely threatened, yet slowly continue inching forward. I get to the point where I'm standing face to face with this ... thing ... and I slowly put my arms around it. I hugged my mother/the demon for about ten seconds. It never moved, blinked, or spoke. It just watched.
After the hug, I decided that I needed to stop thinking about this creature. I figured that if I simply ignored its existance, it would dissapear eventually. So I turned my back to it and walked deeper into the house. As I'm walking past an end table in the living room, I notice a handheld mirror that appears strange. I pick it up and examine it, but rather than seeing my reflection ... I see a portal if you will to another place. I stick my head inside of the mirror to explore this strange phenonemon, but I couldn't see anything. It was as if I went blind as soon as my head went through the portal.
When I removed my head from the mirror, I was no longer in my house with the demon/ my mom ... I was in a strange house with my brother. This house had an asian type vibe to it ... very zen ... you know what I mean? With those paper walls and dark wooden pillars. I ask Trevor, "Where are we?" and he replies "No clue." I decide that I want to go outside and fly, so I jump through the glass window. As I broke through, I landed on the floor of a brand new house. Trevor came to the window and looked through with astonishment. He said "how are you not hurt right now?" and I told him, "because we're dreaming!"
Then Trevor got completely stoked. It was like I enlightened my projection and now my projection was lucid. I really wanted to go outside though! So I jumped through another window, yet ended up in a NEW NEW house. I was pissed. I just wanted to fly. I broke through another window and the cycle repeated yet again. I felt like it was symbolic ... not being able to escape the house ... and I understood while in the dream...
After that I purposely woke myself up
Additional Comments:
I'm proud of myself for staying in the dream
Date of dream: Thursday, September 22, 2011
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Yes
Lucid Technique: WILD
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I'm starting to think that I've gotten the hang of wake induced lucid dreaming. I deprive myself of sleep, then when I finally crash, I go straight into a dream. You'd think this is unhealthy, but it doesn't effect my daily life so I don't see a problem with it. This dream is almost exactly like the one I had the other night
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As I'm drifting off to sleep, I start to see various images. I'm not choosing the things I see, instead they're coming to me naturally. I see the pages of a book flipping and the feeling of euphoria takes my body. (This feeling only happens when I do this wake induced lucid dreaming.)
My body becomes warm and I hear muffled music in the distance. I remember my dream from the other night and decide to control the music this time. It's dubstep again which is strange because I usually dislike the genre and NEVER listen to it. I don't know why my subconcious would choose music of this nature. I'm floating in this void again, almost as if I'm in space, and I can see colors dancing about.
I imagine the tempo being increased, and it happens. I imagine piano sounds and it also happens. Anything that I imagined took place in the song and it never sounded bad. It was almost as if anything I imagined would automaticly be on beat, and in the correct pitch. I felt like a musical genius as I floated in the void listening to my creation.
The colors danced about like a Windows Media Player visual or a laser light show and I couldn't stop staring at it. The colors were of a deep neon blue (again), but I wanted them to become yellow ... and as soon as I thought of the color yellow, the visualization changed colors.
This continued for maybe 15 minutes before I sort of faded into a deeper state of sleep. The dream might have actually continued, I just can't remember it.
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Later that night
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I'm at a tenis court and there's like 30 people there, waiting to see me preform. I enthusastically grab the mic and start rapping one of my songs and the crowd responds positively. When I finish, they clap and demand an encore. I ask them if I could freestyle instead and they screamed YES. So I freestyled for the crowd and everyone was happy ... That's I remember ...
Additional Comments:
I have a show coming up on the 30th, so maybe that's what provoked my preforming dream. I really did rap my whole song though, and I could hear the beat and everything. When I was freestyling, it was a real freestyle. I was off the dome in my dream, thinking of rhymes just as I would in real life. This isn't the first time I've had a freestyle dream. Since I do it so often in waking life, it's only natural that it would carry over to my dream world.
As far as the visualizations are concerned, the feeling is incredible. I hope to have many more dreams like this in the future. Three in the same week is pretty amazing!
