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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #30 on: July 15, 2012, 08:29:49 PM »
I just read through your journal and loved it!  Seeing the effort your putting in is inspiring to me (the word "inspiring is over used, but I really mean it). I've been slacking lately and now I want to put my lucid shoes back on and run.

I'd like to know more about the auto suggestion.

and congratulations on your lucid moment a few weeks ago!!

My two cents on recall - 1. If you can almost but not quite remember a dream, its frustrating.  It just is, don't worry about it.
                                   2. Journal what you do remember, even if its just the vague recollection of a feeling.  If you remember even a little bit, journal everything about it.  How did you feel? How do you think the DCs were feeling.  What time of day was it? the more the better.

not that you need this - you are on your way!!  (I'm getting more from this than I'm giving you)  ....  I'll be happily watching

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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #31 on: July 16, 2012, 05:26:05 AM »
Thanks a lot for the encouraging words, Greg! Greatly appreciated. :)
I hope it really helps you as much as you say it does!
What would you like to know about auto-suggestion?

I've had a really cool dream last night!
I was performing on stage with my new acoustic guitar, even though there is no way to amplify its sound. There was quite a big crowd, and on some point even recognized people I know on the front line of people.
I was there playing with two friends, one of them playing electric guitar. All I know of him is that he was 'a friend', but I can't recall his identity.
It was very cool, I was really rocking out there on stage. I can still feel the joy I was feeling back there. ;-D
On some point the crowd backed away from the stage to make room for 'us' to jump off the stage and play between them. I remember jumping.
I also remember playing some hell of a solo, even though, still, my guitar wasn't amplified. Yet, everyone could hear it. At least that's what I remember.

I also remember a dream of me working in a garden in some neighborhood where I had delivered the mail for work the past few days, it's a ridiculous rich place with huge houses.
I dug a hole in the ground for some kind of plant.

Also: Since yesterday I've included the finger-through-palm RC in my routinely RCs every day.
« Last Edit: July 16, 2012, 11:07:16 AM by Digitaluniverse »
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #32 on: July 17, 2012, 05:51:53 AM »
At first this morning, I remembered not that much. Mainly because I woke up several times and went back to sleep immediately.

Luckily, I remembered more later.

I dreamt about two girls from my class. I was at some kind of exhibition, everything was quite dark.
I hugged one of the girls I was with and wanted to give her a kiss on the cheek. But she moved her head so that I without my intention gave her a kiss on her lips.
I was quite surprised by it, but she didn't seem to mind. Even though she has a boyfriend IRL.
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #33 on: July 17, 2012, 07:31:03 AM »
I was quite surprised by it

Being surprised is a classic dreamsign. Add it to your list :)
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #34 on: July 18, 2012, 05:15:25 AM »
 18th of July:

I was in a new apartment from someone I know. IRL he doesn't have this. It was a nice space in a big hyper modern residential flat. A lot of the environment in there was white. At ground level the flat was extended with some additional buildings with extra facilities. My friend was living quite some levels up. There were some friends whom he doesn't know and my brother at his place as well, also my dad was there.
We were going to take mdma, but we forgot to take it all the time. At the end I was the one to remind the rest to take it. I remember someone suggest that we had to chew on the pills for better effect. As I did that a terrible taste filled my mouth. There was a balcony and also some big windows that could open from the bottom. At first we were on the balcony, but it started to rain so we went back inside. We decided that we, just for safety, shouldn't do much more with the windows that just to stick our heads out if we wanted.
I was a little bit afraid that I would behave weird towards my dad after having taken the drug.
All of a sudden, most people were gone, I went to search for them, even going down to ground level to look for them. After taking the elevator back up I couldn't find my friend's apartment. First I found another apartment where the door was open, I checked inside and saw a group of people my age chilling on some couches. There were colorful cloths with symbols on the walls and I suspected them of also having taken mdma. The effects were quite present already and I had to resist the urge of hugging several people.
When I searched a bit more for my friends' apartment I decided to call him. He laughed and said something like 'I knew this would happen' and gave me the number of his apartment, it was 431 or something close to this. When I went up one floor I already saw it and went back inside.
When I was back I could really feel the effects very well. Now that I'm awake I realize how much alike to real mdma it felt like. I felt like dancing and looked for some good music on a computer. I found an album of Amon Tobin but I couldn't decide which song to play as I wasn't sure which song was best to dance to.

I also remember a dream in which I was heading for some unclear destination in public transport, in a bus and a tram. I was going through the town where my parents live and recognized some places. This was a bit too vague.


From this day on I won't be able to update my DJ here for some time, because I'm going to Norway! :D I will take a DJ with me of course. I expect a big boost in my dream recall when there. I've been there before and it was quite terrific how many dreams I could remember every night. I'll be back in two weeks!
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #35 on: July 24, 2012, 03:27:01 PM »
Enjoy Norway! Looking forward to reading about how it all went when you get back. Hope you have some luck with lucidity  :)
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #36 on: August 05, 2012, 09:53:54 AM »
I'm back! I'm back! I've had a great time in Norway, seen so many beautiful things! :D

My dream recall wasn't as good as I expected it to be. Maybe I jynxed it with my expectations, lol. But I did have some remarkable dreams and experiences that I would like to share here, I am a bit too lazy to type all my dreams of the past two weeks out here, right now. Maybe I'll do it later.

The first morning, the 20th, I recalled about 5 dreams.
The 21st I had a peculiar dream about silhouettes and some kind of game with 'spirits' that wanted to prove something for my parents. There was a spirit that could make ice and one that could work metal and iron.

The 22nd of July:
I got at school with very flashy bright clothes, people laughed at me because of it. I went home to put on some more normal clothes.
My mom was complaining about something that I spilled, as a reaction I spilled and smeared more over the table and kitchen table. She got really mad at me and shouted at me, I shouted back and ran away.

A dream about school and homosexuality.

A dream about a game I was playing, it looked a lot like Zelda: The Wind Waker. There were two ghosts that I had to hit in special way, one by one. But if I did it wrong they'd become invincible and come after me. This happened and I still did some futile attempts to do something against them.

One of the characters from 'Carnivale' (the midget) had done something wrong and Dead came to get him. He tried to outrun Dead with his car (Buick VZ-1 ?).

23th:

I had to deliver some mail at a company which had a lot of complaints against the mail service I am working for. When I finally got there to deliver a package they didn't complain at all.

My teamcoach from the mail service assigned me to deliver mail in some part of a place called 'Emmen' (in real life a place quite far away from where I live). One of the streetnames was 'patatlaan' (friesstreet).
During my job I visited my sister to help her with some household stuff.

Appearantly I didn't really pay attention to my dreams on the 23th.

24th:

In the first dream I had a conversation with a classmate about Harry Potter having a big chance to become our new prime minister, because he was the only one who knew the secrets of the universe. (This is even more hilarious now that I read it again) The rest of the dream had also to do with politics.

My brother is struggling with a music recording programme on the computer, it allows him to easily fill in additional data for every song but it keeps failing. He gets quite mad about it.

Fragment: footprints in the snow

25th:

The first line I wrote here says 'Just get a new bag somewhere on your way', but I don't really remember me writing this as well as what it was supposed to mean. I really can't recall what it was about.

I am walking somewhere and suddenly get a doubt about that I might be in a dream. I pinch my nose to check and I keep breathing. I try to control it and stay in the dream. But I wake up.

I am playing the bass guitar of my brother. I make an appointment to meet an old friend to jam together. We meet somewhere outside near the library in the city where I used to live.
Another old friend wants to lend me something and joins us, but he is wearing very weird clothes and facepaint.

I am playing Starcraft and I am in some kind of final mission in which I need to join all three races to beat numerous waves of an invasion from outside of the map. A Russian man is giving me advice in English on how to play.

A fragment about a classmate and me going out to dinner somewhere.

I am back at my old school but see my current classmates back after the summer vacation. I am very happy to see them and hug some of them.

FA: I wake up and I want to write down my dream, but when I want to grab and open my travel-DJ I discover that there are a lot of school things written in it from different lessons. As I continue to look through it I discover some DJ pages, but after that some school stuff again. Then all of a sudden I find some pages missing, torn out. I couldn't really understand this and as a reaction I pinch my nose (again) to check if it was real. I realize I am still breathing, but I wake up.

26th:

Some short dream about a friends' boss leaving. I was invited for a goodbye-party and my hair was different.

I was in the grocery store with a friend. She told me that she was amazed by the fact that there were actually products for sale on which you could more or less see how they are/were made. She compared it to the construction of a house, where you can also follow the construction from the beginning. She walked through the store and pointed at different products, one of them being bread.
Later we both encountered a huge pack of toilet paper, as if it still had to be opened and the smaller packages inside be made ready for sale. We picked up the huge package, which was probably about 3 meters long. We danced in the weirdest way possible through the store with this thing. My brother, who also was in the store for some time, saw us and was rolling over the floor laughing when he saw us. This whole scene was accompanied with a weird playful piano melody that I do not have the skill for to write down (unfortunately).

27th

School started again and I could continue to work in my new working space. I was making abstract shell-like shapes out of clay.

Fragment about a classmate.

I was walking through a tunnel in a big city. I encountered a girl of north-african origin. She seemed to be threatened by someone or something.

A dream about a series of movies that I found online on a community website I am a member of. The movies all had very simple names, like 'fork', 'knife' and 'egg', etc. The posters accompanying the films were all in very simple graphical style displaying the object from the title.

28th

I came back from my holiday in Spain. My mom came to pick me up but I had to continue my way to some office area in town.

I was back at the airport and I was looking for a shower. My brother was working for KLM all of a sudden and he was saying goodbye to some colleagues. They did this by standing in a circle around those colleagues and a trashbin in the center and doing some kind of dance which also involved bowing to the center. They all were wearing nice blue uniforms.

I was looking for a blue t-shirt of which my mom said it was purple. I could not remember a purple t-shirt. I took all my blue t-shirts out of my closet and showed them to her to ask which one she meant.

I meet a Russian woman in traditional clothes. She is quite old and is emotional about some stuff.
I think about politics and think about studying this after finishing my current study to become the next president of the US.
There is another candidate for presidency, it is a blonde woman who is really good at playing the audience.

I am in a small Dutch village. I am greeted by a friendly old man. I am helping a woman with installing software on her newly bought laptop.

My brother has a new bass guitar and I want to play on it. It is a very complicated instrument, it has way more strings and also a lot of buttons. The sound it produces is really cool, though.

29th

Fragment: Learning new songs on the guitar

I had a role in Carnivale. There was something going on between different characters of the original series.

I was going to a party and felt like taking mdma there. I took a lot of pills to share them with other people, once there. It was in some kind of natural environment, an outdoor party.

30th

I was having dinner at my parents place but other family members where there was well, I didn't really feel like staying. My dad was making some kind of orange-colored soup, it was oozing through a door inside our house. According to my dad this was to make the soup more tasty.

(This next dream is probably the best one I've had of the two weeks in Norway)
I was going to the beach with some classmates. When we got on the beach most of the group were running in the sea immediately. I was a bit uncertain (I am not very fond of the sea IRL), but eventually I got in. I saw a dorsal fin coming out of the water and wanted to get out of the water immediately, together with many panicked other people. Some of them, though, including a girl from my class were thinking it was just someone making a joke and the fin was a fake. When it got closer to the shore it turned out it was a small catshark, a fish of about 1 m in length. It looked a bit different than how it looks IRL, its skin was more similar to a regular shark. The girl who thought it was a joke surprisingly remarked that it was real after all. I saw it was wounded, it was missing a fin. In a clumsy way I took it out of the water and took it to a emergency unit near the beach. (There was a large street between the beach and the first buildings). When there they were way too relaxed about the situation but they said they'd get help for me. In the mean time I got a small tub with water for the fish. It looked really misshapen because of its wounds.
Some time later there was a woman in a red shirt waiting for me and when I got there she said I had to follow her to a place where they could heal the fish, into the city. The place was an old house on a street called 'Donovanstr', it was a squatted place. She saw a small lump on the shark, on the place where the fin used to be, and said that that was going to grow to be his new fin.
Some time later I went to visit them again to see how it was healed. First I couldn't reach it because Disneyland was in the way. It would cost me a fortune to have a cab drive me through it. Eventually, I got to the place. Once there they led me in a room that could be filled with water. I was there with a small group of people. Several breathing tubes of different styles were hanging from the ceiling. The place was filled with water and everyone held onto his/her breathing tube. When the place was filled with water I saw the shark I rescued swim toward me, along with some other kind of eel which frightened me at first but didn't harm anyone. The shark looked very weird and malformed, but it seemed to be able to swim well again. I could take the shark with me again and take care for it till it was back to its full strength. My mom got there with the car and drove me through town. It seemed like a good idea to buy a second hand aquarium for it, she said that was a good idea. The shark also looked a little bit like a ray.

Another dream about some metal robot thingies that were cooperating together to tear apart other things. There was an evil group of robots and a good side, but it is too vague to recall which was which. I remember it being situated in a big city, New York-like.

The last three days I only remembered some fragments.
« Last Edit: August 05, 2012, 12:31:18 PM by Digitaluniverse »
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #37 on: August 05, 2012, 10:01:53 AM »
3th of august

A weird dream about a girl I know.
After that I was with a Japanese girl of which I am not sure if it was my girlfriend.
I let her hear music from a Japanese band called Boris, she didn't know it but she liked it.


4th of august

A dream about a mentally retarded boy who in a playful way discovers all kinds of crevices and caves on a rocky island in a lake.

A rich immortal man who was leading some kind of cult. A lot of women were member and now and then they danced until in some kind of trance and undressed. Almost every time they were having sex with the leader. At the end there was one woman who betrayed the cult and called the cops. The man tried to escape but this woman drove a huge truck in front of his escape route, blocking the way.
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #38 on: August 12, 2012, 04:49:27 AM »
Wow! Today!!! :D

12th august

I am filming stuff with my (new) photocamera. It is going to be a short film for children. I am talking while filming, explaining what I am filming.

I was going to buy stuff that I was still needing together with my brother and a friend. I thought about buying some screws, so I went to an iron shop.
The guy who was there helping me showed me some small thin screws that were perfect. But after a closer inspection they suddenly were very thick and didn't quite look like screws anymore. Then he showed me other screws that might just be the ones that I was looking for. First I thought they were a little bit too long, but I realized that if it wasn't going to get better than this I might as well take them. But then he showed me the heads and they were not really what I was looking for, then they were even longer so I didn't want them anymore. I went back to the smaller ones but they kept changing to thick metal bars (or something) that weren't screws at all.
After this I joined my brother again (who didn't go inside the iron shop) and tried to explain what happened. He seemed quite in a rush and it didn't really seem like he was really listening. But I wanted to talk about it anyway, about the screws who were not what they first seemed. When we were walking on the street I was still thinking about what happened and then I asked myself, because it was so weird, 'maybe I am dreaming?' So I looked at my hands... My middle finger on my left hand was much smaller and some of the fingers seemed to suddenly have a sticky feature, sticking together as if they were some kind of sticky liquid, they were not like real fingers at all. Hmmm.... I pinched my nose to be sure and then it became more clear to me. I am dreaming! The world started to spin around me, as if I was getting very dizzy. I tried to maintain my lucidity. I lost my balance and fell on the ground, and then I saw my own face. The next moment I realized I was awake with my eyes open.

« Last Edit: August 12, 2012, 05:18:35 PM by Digitaluniverse »
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #39 on: August 12, 2012, 05:47:30 AM »
Congrats!  :clap:

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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #40 on: August 12, 2012, 08:44:37 AM »
I think I'm becoming a little bit more familiar with the feeling now. :)
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #41 on: August 15, 2012, 01:59:12 PM »
15th of August

This morning I had a strange dream about some classmates and a different school that I was in. I came into a room with corridors on both sides. I sat down on a couch on one side of the room. On the other side there appeared a screen on the wall which I could adjust with my iPod (it also had OSX). This was quite cool and I decided to check my e-mail. In there I read an e-mail of a guy who (in my dream) I had seen in Norway in some animal park. We didn't even speak to each other when we were there, but appearantly he found my e-mail and sent me a message. His name was Mike. He said something about a girl showing up for me very soon. And indeed a girl sat down next to me on the couch. She had dark hair and eyes and had a slim figure, she was somewhat younger than me. We didn't speak, but after some silence we hugged. I felt like she wanted to hug and then I felt like I had just met my soulmate, and it also felt like she felt the same about me. We kissed.

I woke up quite happy, but early, so I went back to sleep for some more time. I had a vague dream about some short vacation in a bungalowpark somewhere unknown. I was there with some people, including a dude from my class. I was visiting his bungalow, curious about what his looked like.
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #42 on: August 27, 2012, 06:40:37 AM »
22th of august

Things were being renovated in the house where I live. The working people had to get in through the windows of my room, which is quite weird because I live on the second floor.
In the dream I wake up to discover that my entire room has been rid of the furniture and all of my items. This is done so that they can enter the house through my window more easily. Even the floor is changed to something else, it is entirely filled with pebbles. I get angry at the people working there, but eventually I calm down and try to get all of my stuff back and rearrange my room, back to how it was.

23th of august

I was dreaming about having a lucid dream. Some kind of dream-in-a-dream. In the lucid dream in my dream I was trying to let other people in the 'waking world' know that I was having a lucid dream. But to no avail.

I was playing Starcraft with a friend, it was almost turning out to be a draw, but eventually I won.

26th of august

I was joining my brother and sister to an intern in Portugal, to learn to speak Portugese. In the dream I dream about being there and walking over a square with a strange small bridge that is completely surrounded by the square itself, so the bridge doesn't seem to have any function. After this 'dream' I try to explain it to my brother who acknowledges the existence of such a bridge, but slightly different in setting.

27th of august

We were going on a school trip with quite a big group. A classmate was cycling, but we were in the bus. She was chatting to me about the trip and other stuff.
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #43 on: August 30, 2012, 02:03:25 PM »
Sometimes I have the feeling my dreams are getting weirder and weirder ever since I resumed keeping a dream journal...

30th of august

A girl from school which I've had quite some dreams about since a few months came back from her home country. She saw her boyfriend again and was very happy to also see us and me again.
She had been pregnant and now she had a baby. But the baby was extremely small, and also very flat. It fitted in a petri-dish and was almost transparant.

I was discussing a live performance of Carbon Based Lifeforms with my brother. He had seen them live somewhere, I didn't. He said they were quite bad. I tried to come with reasons why that could have been. I also thought about the fact that at the Sziget festival in Hungary there usually is an 'ambient tent' where only ambient artists perform, so I figured that if they had only performed there it would probably have been much better than where my brother had seen Carbon Based Lifeforms.

Another dream I also saw my brother. I was in a small house with small rooms. He was with a small band performing in one room, he was drumming. But in a room next to theirs there also was some kind of performance. This other one got much more attention and I also thought it was a bit more interesting. At the end he and his band also came to watch the others.
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Re: My road to lucidity
« Reply #44 on: August 31, 2012, 03:49:34 AM »
31th of august

A deep dark watery cave with big spaces inside. It went down quite often. Deep down in a huge cavern with a lot of water, there was something made out of iron. A car or something that looked like it. Inside there was a monster or an alien, I didn't see what it looked like, I only knew that it was there. I went back up to a settlement. This all looked quite like World of Warcraft, only it didn't have much to do with the game elements around it. There were some people dressed up in armor suits and I asked some of them if they wanted to help me out with this creature in the cave. But none of them would. Some didn't reply and others didn't care. A woman in a big armor suit with quite a high level -which just meant that she was older and more experienced that the others- said she had done enough and didn't want to go again.

A musician/violinist/singer that I admire was suddenly living close to me (IRL she lives in the US). I was delivering mail around in her neighborhood and went to check if she was home. She had a habit of putting papers with texts written on them against the windows for everyone passing by to see. I don't think I managed to see her or meet her. I did had trouble finding the streets that I had to deliver the mail to. The mail stacks were also quite shuffled and badly sorted out, so I had to do this again by myself.

Fragment: I was in a car with my parents driving on a road in the middle of nature. Quite a desolate feeling.
"Why surely madam, you must be dreaming.
You couldn't have done this if you knew what you were doing!"