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« Reply #240 on: April 05, 2009, 07:43:17 AM » |
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If you remember doing it, you were almost assuredly lucid. Set it aside a bit but revisit it and see if it doesn't come back to you.
You might search for Lumi's self-hypnotic technique for recall. Perhaps that will help.
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« Reply #241 on: April 06, 2009, 04:48:25 PM » |
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If you remember doing it, you were almost assuredly lucid. Set it aside a bit but revisit it and see if it doesn't come back to you.
You might search for Lumi's self-hypnotic technique for recall. Perhaps that will help.
I couldn't think of it still, though I did get a lot of flashes that disappeared as soon as they came. I'll have to look up that technique; hopefully it'll help me avoid situations like that in the future. 4/6/09 1- MoneyI find a bunch of money and hide it in my room. (For some reason I'm living at my aunt's house.) My brother keeps breaking in and trying to steal it, which makes me really angry. I search the house for a key to lock the door, and once I finally find one, I wake up. 2- PouncingI am standing outside of the school in the rain with Shelby. Suddenly I hear a high pitched squeal, and my friend Meg leaps at me and tackles me to the ground, right in the middle of a puddle. "It so good to seeee you again!" She screetches.
"I missed you... but... can I get up now?" We both stand up, soaking wet. Shelby is in hysterics laughing at us, though I am not very amused.
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« Reply #242 on: April 07, 2009, 05:03:16 PM » |
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1- Facination with Tumors I am on the bus with some people who usually don't even ride. Brittany tells me, "Hey, I got a tumor removed from my leg the other day. We were worried it was a cyst at first, but I was relieved when they found out it wasn't."
"Oookay... Why are you telling me this?"
"'Cause I saw you looking up tumors in IBA the other day, and I thought you must be obsessed with them like me!"
"Um, no. That was for scientific research. And to find out if that's what was wrong with the character in a stroy I'm reading."
2- A Worthy Opponent On my way to meet some fellow dreamers, I end up in a woman's state penitentiary. While waiting for my friends to arrive, I mingle with the prisoners and chat with them. Suddenly this huge, mean looking woman approaches me. Everyone else backs away, obviously terrified of her. Apparently she is known for being a bully. I, however, cross my arms over my chest and stand my ground. "You can't push me around," I say defiantly.
She shoves me back angrily, but I dig my heels in the ground and manage not to fall. I go at her, and we start punching at each other. We each get in some pretty good blows. Despite our size difference, we are pretty much equally matched in strength. I shove her into the fence, and she furiously begins throwing broken bottles and chunks of concrete at me. I dodge most of them, but eventually take a pretty good hit to the head.
As I dizzily stand, the dreamers arrive and chase her away. We start talking and going through some crates. I find a pamphlet that is titled, "Oneironaut's Guide to Flying." Suddenly Oneironaut is telling me his technique for flying. I follow his instructions, suddenly lucid. My flight is now effortless, unlike how it usually is. I fly around for a while, enjoying my newfound skill... ((...but somehow wake up.))
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« Reply #243 on: April 08, 2009, 05:04:41 PM » |
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Don't you hate those nights when there are so many obvious times when you should have become lucid, but didn't? Well, this was one of those nights. 1- Respect for PrivacyI somehow learn that I can pass through solid objects. I am in the car and I let my legs sink through the floor and let my feet touch the road. It doesn't hurt at all, and no one seems to find it unusual.
Later, I keep catching pretty much everyone I know breaking into my cabnet and going through my private stuff. I stay pretty calm about it for a while, but finally I get fed up. My friend Taylor happens to be the person in question when I lose my temper. (However, I try to be nice about it.)
"It's not very nice to go through people's private stuff like that," I tell her.
"Why not?"
"Because it doesn't belong to you!"
"So?"
"So, what if you caught your mom or your sister going through your private things? You wouldn't like it, would you?"
"I wouldn't care."
"Yeah, right."
There is also something about me having a conversation with my cat.2- Secret BladeFor some reason, I bring a knife with me to Shelby and Taylor's when I spend the night at their house. I know their parent's will freak out if they see it, so we make an attempt to hide it. However, the knife apparently doesn't want to be hidden, because it somehow always end up back in plain sight.
Eventually, at one 'o clock in the morning I get tired and say I am going to sleep. I make an attempt to WILD, and I feel as though I"m about to enter SP when their dad comes in and yells at them for being too loud.3- I Believe I Can Fly!I realize that I can fly, and I leap into the air and fly around my family. I think that they will freak out, but they act like it is perfectly normal. It is more like I'm swimming through the air, and I say to myself, "This is how I fly in my dreams sometimes." 
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« Reply #244 on: April 09, 2009, 03:56:25 PM » |
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My alarm didn't go off this morning (I'd accidently set it for 6 PM instead of AM) so I didn't have time to write down my dreams. Therefore, my recall is a little sketchy.
1- Fistfight with a Convict I get into this huge brawl with a convict, and we both get beaten up pretty badly. My mouth is spouting blood, so I must have lost several teeth. Neither of us can be considered the winner, though.
2- New Guy I am staying in a dorm with a bunch of people from school, and a guy named Satchel happenes to be my roomate. (He's a guy my age with medium length blonde hair.) He is telling me and Shelby that he doesn't have any friends yet, considering he is a new student. We tell him that he can hang out with us. I leave the room thinking about how attractive he is.
3- New Pets My parents bring home this huge cage filled with all kinds of baby animals. The thing is, they are unlike anything I've ever seen. One of them is a cute baby griffon, one seems to be some sort of armidillo type rodent, and several look like tamarins crossed with gray mice.
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« Reply #245 on: April 10, 2009, 04:31:18 PM » |
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1- Warrior Queen I am a warrior queen, and I am sharpening one of my spears. I am concerned because all of our weapons are made of wood, and I had just come back from my brother's kingdom where all of the weapons were metal. I decide to hunt for some copper and tin ore that we can smelt to make bronze. Five of my guards insist on coming with me, as I am going in my dog-drawn carraige. I pass several sasquatch like creatures on the way to the carriage, but I completely ignore them since this is nothing unusual..
When I arrive, the dogs are already harnessed, waiting for me. They are all brown dogs with orange unicorn-like horns coming out of the middle of their heads. One of them looks to the dog beside him and says (about me and my guards) "They're such a strange breed."
My guards begin fighting about who will drive (they are all fairly young, and this is the equivalent of a car in my kingdom) and I am tempted to walk. We can all transform into strange looking wolves, so there is really no need for the carriage anyway. I decide that I might need their help though, so I tolerate their bickering as we head to the mine.
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« Reply #246 on: April 11, 2009, 07:19:36 AM » |
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Wow, what a strange night. I've been reading about the astral plane for several weeks now (trying to decide for myself whether or not astral projection is possible) so some of the stuff I read may have influenced these dreams.
1- It Can't Hurt Us After walking through the woods, an evil spirit becomes attached to my brother. He is terrified, because it keeps swooping down and attacking him. I tell him that since it is on a different vibrational frequency, then it cant hurt him. However, I am shocked to see that it made a small scratch on his forehead.
Determined to dispell the spirit, I lock my eyes on the cloud of dark mist that is the only indication of its presence. I focus on sending a blast of energy towards it that will hopefull scare it away.
2- Evil Clams I'm in my grandparent's neighborhood, either chasing something or being chased.
Later I end up in my grandma's kitchen, doing something with clams. She tells me that clams are evil, and I thin that this may be what is causing all this weird stuff to happen.
3- Where the Green Coral Grows I am in an aquarium when I notice a tank filled with exotic sea plants. I somehow get the notion that I can plant some of it in my back yard, so I pull a piece up by the weeds. The stupidity of my actions suddenly strike me, and I inconspicuously put it back.
Later I'm in the truck with my dad and Taylor, and I notice a bag full of dehydrated snakes. We drop bits of water into their mouths until they are refreshed. Now they seem playful. The largest one rubs its head lovingly against my hand, in the same manner a cat. I pet its head, which it seems to enjoy.
4- Graveyard Hag Shelby, my dog, and I go for a jog down the old dirt road behind my house. I turn around a bend and nearly collide with some hunters. I scream really loudly, startled. The look at me in shock, not knowing what to think. "Sorry," I murmer, putting my hand over my heart. I didn't expect to see anyone out here.
We continue jogging, not trusting the hunters. After a while, we come across a place (that doesn't exist IRL) called "Anne's Graveyard." ((Note: This is almost definately NOT the same Anne from my other dreams.)) Legend has it that Anne died of a broken heart after her lover, Edward, was killed.
The "graveyard" is really a small cabin enclosed in a stone circle. We go inside and set our jackets down, since they have become too hot to run in. We begin to discuss how this place came to be. Shelby tells me that no one remembers building it. "So who built it then?" I ask.
Suddenly the closet door swings open and a creepy old lady is standing there. "I did," she says with an evil smirk. Suddenly everything becomes clear. Anne herself, as a ghost, built this place to trap people and absorb their energy. We jump up and try to escape. "Don't let her touch you!" I yell.
Anne grabs Shelby's arm, and a long thread of spider-like silk is now attached, going from her arm to Anne's hand. I realize that this is how she absorbs energy, so I am forced to cut part of Shelby's hand, since the thread is to sticky to pull off.
We make it out of the house, except it is now Steve who is with me rather than Shelby. "Run faster than you ever have in your life!" I yell.
We get back home and meet my dad in the front yard. "Why do you two look so worn out?" he asks.
I smile mysteriously. "We have just discovered the mystery of Anne's graveyard."
Suddenly Steve yells, "Here she comes!!!" I look up to see that Anne is swiftly approaching. Darn. I'd thought she wouldn't be able to come this far.
I quickly think of a way to stop her. One idea seems like it would work, but I am extremely reluctant to try it. I start punching at her, but the only result of that is getting that sticky webbing stuck to my fists. Cursing, I realize that this anger and fear will only give her more energy, so I am forced to go with my orignal plan.
Sighing, I leap forward and... kiss her, full on the lips. The impact of my leap knocks us both to the ground, but I continue kissing her, trying to project some of Edward's love into her thoughts. Finally, unable to take it anymore, I jump up, disgustedly wiping my mouth on my shirt sleeve and shuddering.
I look down at Anne to see that her countenance has changed drastically. She is no longer evil, and she has a peaceful smile on her face. She then sinks down into the ground, and I know that her spirit is finally at rest.
I examing my hands and note that the webbing is gone as well. None on my lips, either.
((Ugh. My first dream kiss and it happens to be with an old hag!))
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« Reply #247 on: April 11, 2009, 07:53:35 AM » |
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Where did the rest go? I see your tags, but no dreams.
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« Reply #248 on: April 11, 2009, 08:05:50 AM » |
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Where did the rest go? I see your tags, but no dreams.
GAH!!!!!!!!! I just spent a whole hour typing that out and it didn't even save!!!!!!!!!!! Ugh, I'll rewrite it now...
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« Reply #249 on: April 11, 2009, 08:22:35 AM » |
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« Reply #250 on: April 11, 2009, 08:35:02 AM » |
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I'm sorry.
I managed to do it in half the time.  It was because of my stupidity that this happened in the first place. I apparently hit send in the middle of posting, then hit the back button and continued typing. When I pressed send again it said "You've already made this post," and would't let me go back to what I'd just typed.
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« Reply #251 on: April 12, 2009, 07:44:38 AM » |
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1- Survivor I somehow end up on the reality show called Survivor, and I really couldn't care less about the other people on the show. They ignore me and I ignore them. I don't win, but I make it pretty far.
2- Catastrophe I am sitting on the front porch when I notice several large explosions growing closer and closer to our house. I get my mom and my brother and we take off down the road. I am running way ahead of them and telling them which turns to make. I briefly ponder over why I am not the least bit out of breath and for a fleeting moment I know it is because I'm dreaming.
I quickly forget, however, and we continue running. I come across some people setting up orange signs, and I realize this is the cause of the explosions. In my efforts to avoid them, I run into the mastermind behind the plan. We are trapped inside some sort of facility with him, and he introduces himself as Tom, then explains what's going on.
He says that we can stay there to escape the explosions, but after everyone else was dead we'd have to undergo a dangerous task to stay alive. We cannot see any other option, so we are forced to agree.
He is about to press a button on his remote control that will blow up most of the world at once, and I know that I have to stop him. I have a pretty good idea too. I mean, it'd worked before... Just before he presses the button, I throw myself at him and kiss him forcefully.
It works. He is too dazed to press the button. I try to tell him that whatever had happened to him to make him want to destroy the world, it really isn't worth all this. He says that he'll postpone the destruction date, but he isn't giving in.
As time goes on, even though I tell myself it is just a charade to trick Tom into stopping all this nonsense, I am actually beginning to fall in love with him.
One day, he makes the entire ceiling of the facility into an ultra powered telescope, and we can see the most amazing planets that I never even knew existed. It is so beautiful that I almost forget about the peril that the world is in. As I am gazing up at the planets, I unwittingly draw closer to Tom until I nearly collide into him. I find that I can't say anything to him, though, because my heart is pounding into my throat. He stares at me for a few moments, a gentle expression in his eyes. Then he says he has to go somewhere and walks out.
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« Reply #252 on: April 12, 2009, 09:28:21 AM » |
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Aww....you save the world with love.  Good one--classic disaster dream turned into a love dream. 
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« Reply #253 on: April 13, 2009, 04:21:24 PM » |
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Aww....you save the world with love.  Good one--classic disaster dream turned into a love dream.   And at least this time it was a guy that I kissed instead of an undead old woman. 1- PreparationI RC and become lucid, then go into the living room and talk to my dad. "You're just a figment of my imagination," I tell him.
I then go and attempt to create fire so that I can attack Leroy. Unfortunately, thanks to the commentary of some annoying DC, I fail. I decide to try to summon Leroy anywat to ask him some questions, but wake up before I get the chance. 2- Still DreamingI RC and become lucid again, saying, "Oh, I'm still dreaming?" Unfortunately I've forgotten the rest.3- TellingI am telling someone about the two important LDs that I just had.4- Weird PersonSome strange guy says he likes my new ACDC shirt. He points out that he's wearing a reversable jacket.5- Low GravityThe school cuts the gravity off during Biology and we are all flying around. I run up the wall and soar gracefully around the classroom. "I fly better in here than I do in my dreams," I say. My teacher compliments me on my excellent form.
I am now in a pet store, about to buy a pet fish. I have a funny conversation with one whose name is Tigershark, and he agrees to become my pet.
The store has run out of plastic baggies, so my mom and I end up in a Chinese restraunt in search of one. The owner says they have no baggies, so he empties a large pepper shaker into the trash and gives it to me. I say we will have to wash it before I put my fish in it.
On the way back to the pet store, my mom insists that we go inside this moneylending store. As we walk inside, she goes over to the counter and says, "I'd like to place a carryout order."
The receptionest smiles patiently. I see her coworker snickering nearby. "Ma'am, this is not a restraunt."
"Okay then. Nevermind." We leave and I ask her if she is really that stupid.
"Of course not. I just wanted to make them think I'm a six fingered noob."
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« Reply #254 on: April 14, 2009, 08:09:00 PM » |
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1- The Killers Taylor and I are in a play. I recieve a prophecy saying, "The rose of the morning shall perish," meaning that her character, Sunrose, will die.
Later, Shelby, Taylor, and I are standing near the gravel road behind my house. It is starting to get pretty dark. I notice that several white trucks are approaching, and I do not want to be seen. Taylor and I crouch down in the grass, but Shelby stands motionless. I don't worry, because I feel that she will blend in with the shadows. Unfortunately I'm wrong. The guys in the white trucks notice us, and they inexplicably become very angry.
We take off and hide. The men go inside my house and begin to talk to my dad. From my hiding place outside the window, I hear them become angry with my dad and hold him at gunpoint. At that moment my mom comes home and I tell her not to go inside. She doesn't listen, however, and we both end up getting caught.
The men are holding us captive inside the house, apparently holding us hostage. I get the impression that they are from the mafia, but I cannot understand what they want with my family. By some stroke of luck, I manage to escape without getting shot and I go for help.
I run all the way to the nearest city, which looks really archaic. There are so many marvelous sights, and I wander around for a while beholding it all. As I walk, I see some really weird and fantastic things. At first I am at a line of unique looking restraunts. Then I come across what appears to be the holding pens for a circus act. There are rows of cages containing ferocious tigers with bright green eyes, each of them growling at me as I pass. A little further on is a tent with a see-through curtain. Inside is a kitten, but there is some sort of mirror illusion that makes it appear ten times its normal size.
I am almost tempted to stay in the city and forget about my problems. But I finally find someone that points me in the direction of the police station. When I get there, I seek the help of a cop lady who doesn't seem to be busy. Just before I tell her my situation, my brother appears. Apparently he has astrally projected himself to find out when help is arriving.
The cop makes these strange (and useless) weapons out of towels and dye. We go back to my house and the instant we walk inside the cop gets shot and dies. My whole family ends up getting killed, and I am the sole survivor. I go back to the city, planning to live there since I am now all alone.
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