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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #450 on: August 01, 2015, 11:43:02 AM »
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I had tried it a few times in my youth.  After experiencing how shitty it leaves you feeling afterward and the cost of the stuff it was totally not worth it and haven't since. 
It would be nice if more people in the world had your common sense.  ;)

Yea I experimented a lot and never understood the appeal of cocaine. 

I had my first lucid in quite some time early this morning :)

[L]
My recollection of the previous fragment before becoming lucid is gone now.  I remember being in a small room with nothing else in it other than a small group of people.  It looked like either an underground basement or bunker.  I'm walking and talking to someone I can't remember about what but the last sentence was.  "When you're dreaming and you realize your dreaming and become lucid."  In the middle of the sentence I stop walking and look around as I realize I am dreaming.  I tell the guy I'm talking to "Like right now we're dreaming!  Normally I would go around doing crazy stuff I normally wouldn't in real life but this time I wanna see where the dream takes us."  He didn't say anything and I look around the room again.  I see a single door in the corner behind me and walk over to open it.  I do and it leads outside to a windy brown haze.  I look down and there is no ground we seem to be in the middle of the air and the haze was so thick I could only see maybe 30 feet out.  Being the only exit I knew I had no other way to go but was quite hesitant as sometimes high flights can wake me up with a falling reflex.  I breathe and relax knowing I wont fall if I don't freak out.  I step out into the wind I quickly spread my energy throughout my body and take control of my flight.  I turn back around floating a few feet away from the door.  The group of 7 or so people I was with are gathered at the door looking a little lost as to what to do.  I ask "You guys remember how to fly right?"  None of them answer.  I fly back to the door and grab the hand of the guy at the edge of the door.  I tell them to relax and hold hands and slowly fly away from the door.  As I do the people come out one at a time all holding hands like a chain.  I get the thought that my energy was flowing from me through all of them to help them fly.  We all descend into the haze and I see the floating bunker disappear to my left.  I look down the chain of people and remark how it almost looks like a flock of ducks or geese.  I look down and we don't seem to be getting anywhere until we finally get below the haze revealing a rainforest below.  We are still probably a few thousand feet up which is much higher than I normally can fly without freaking out.  I stay calm as we all glide over the landscape.  As we get closer to the trees I can tell they aren't anything that normally grows on earth they looked like plants from Pandora the planet in Avatar.  We fly over one area that was set up in an obvious grid pattern as if it was cultivated.  We finally get to the ground gliding to a gentle landing. I do remember walking around a bit on the ground but I guess I lost lucidity as I lose recollection here.

[D]
I am outside on a balcony of a restaurant about 2 stories up.  The balcony overlooks a busy street.  I walk over and stand on the railing looking down and get the idea that I could fall and stop myself before I hit the ground.  I hear someone behind worriedly tell me to get off the railing.  I tell them I'm fine and I bet them I could stop myself just before I hit the ground.  A few more people have turned to see what was going on and I stand balancing on the railing facing toward the street and lean forward.  I fall parallel to the street face first and 6 inches from the pavement I stop myself in mid air.  I stand up and look up at the people on the balcony and they're all frantically chattering about what happened.  I'm curious if I can still do it without as much distance to take control of my flight.  I jump into the air stretching my arms and legs out and fall face first toward the pavement again.  I'm able to harness the energy in my body originating from my heart chakra instantly surrounding my body stopping me inches from the ground.  The feeling was similar to two like poles on a magnet getting close.  I stay floating a few inches off the ground arms and legs spread and notice I'm slowly drifting to my left like an air hockey puck floating on a plume of air.  I laugh and look to my right and tell a person on the sidewalk to give me a push.  They ignore me and walk away.  I get back up and think about how I may be able to stop myself from hitting the ground but if it were a high enough fall I could still end up hurt from the abrupt stop.  I decide I need to try a decelerating stop instead of an abrupt stop.  I try it a few times and it required a little more concentration to slowly stop myself rather than an abrupt stop. I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am walking along a street that looks like one that runs in front of my old middle school.  Where the football field was now has playground equipment.  I make my way to one of the playground equipment and see a woman sitting on a merry go round writing in a notebook.  Behind her are children playing on some other playground equipment.  I assumed she was their teacher or something.  I look closer and its an old friend M.  She is writing intently in the notebook and doesn't notice me.  I lean downward and look her in the eye and say "Hey M!" with a smile.  She looks up from her notebook with a solemn expression and says with spiteful intonation "Hello misery." and looks back down at her notebook.  I'm a little taken aback and walk way without responding and go over to a near by climbing frame.  I nimbly swing and climb my way to the top of it and sit squatting perched looking at her feeling defeated.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #451 on: October 23, 2015, 01:56:35 PM »
*Obligatory "It's been too long!"*

I've had lots of vivid fragments lately as my cat keeps waking me up early morning.  Also inadvertently sleeping on my back seems to induce more vivid/lucids.

[F]
It's crisp clear night with a grey hue from the moonlight. I'm outside in the backyard of an oddly familiar house.  It was a small ranch style house painted grey and white.  I'm with a group of people I don't recognize and a few of them are sitting in a small tree. The tree looked like a scaled down version of a fully grown one, only about 7 feet tall with grey bark and white leaves.  The tree was directly next to a small pool about 15 feet wide. I see one person standing behind the tree pulling on ropes making the tree bend backward.  The tree bent all the way back to the ground with the people still sitting in it.  I assumed they were going to try to fling themselves across the pool or into it if they didn't make it across.  Just before they launch themselves an orb of sharp white light appeared above the house.  It slowly moved over the yard then shot off toward the horizon. One of the women in the group yells "We got a visitor!" and everyone cheers.

[F]
I'm in an unfamiliar house.  The room is sparsely furnished with a sleek modern leather couch and a large flat screen tv and hardwood floor.  I look at the television and see a woman sitting on a fainting couch outside in a tropical setting with the sea behind her. Shes quite beautiful with dark brown hair and a silk dress with a sinister yet alluring smile.  I walk up to the TV, I flatten out my hand with fingers together and slowly push then into the television screen. I bend over and step all the way through into the tropical scene.  When I do the woman is gone from the couch and I realize I was tricked.  I look back toward the direction I came.  I see a giant window maybe 50 feet by 100 feet and see the room I was in behind a patchy grid of faint translucent pixels.  The woman is now in the room standing looking at me with a smirk. I quickly try to push my hand back through into the room and I can feel a force pushing back not allowing me to. My view through the window became increasingly patchy and distorted as she slowly raised her hand holding a remote and pressed the power button.


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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #452 on: November 01, 2015, 09:13:02 PM »
*Obligatory "It's been too long!"*

*Also obligatory "Damned right it's been too long!!!"* ;)

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #453 on: September 29, 2016, 12:07:18 AM »
I've missed journaling for the past who knows how long.  I've had lots of "life" happening so I've been a bit distracted but the dreams never stopped :D,  I had a few very vivid dreams that seemed to be linked and decided to log them.   Since its been all day before I decided to write them down it may be a little muddled.

[D]
I begin recollection in a mall with a large open atrium.  I am on the bottom floor of the open 3 floored mall.  I am looking around and see a women that looks familiar.  She is looks like she is of middle eastern ethnicity.  She approaches me and asks if I remember her.  I say I do but I can't remember her name.  She says something in a sarcastic tone to the whole of.  "I understand but I remembered you!".   She then tells me her name which I can't remember now.  I apologize and tell her I've been quite busy lately.  She asks me with what I've been so busy.  I tell her that I've been studying magic and that I could show her if she doesn't believe me.  She calls me on my claim and I proceed to show her.  I walk over to a small potted plant in a thimble sized pot only a couple inches tall and place my thumb and forefinger on both hands on the thimble pot.  I concentrate and channel energy into the plant.  The plant grows into a three story tall bamboo like three and promptly topples over into the open floor behind us.  When it hits the ground I notice its hollow and grab the bottom of the trunk and bring it to my mouth.  I make a cow like moo through the shaft of the trunk.  There were people standing near the end of the tree and they start looking around wondering where the animal noise is coming from.   I smile and look up at her.  She smiles back and then runs forward wrapping her arms around me in a tight warm hug.  I gesture with my left hand to raise her into the air.  She does levitate a bit but she looked scared and unstable.  I tell her that I am not as proficient at casting magic with my left hand as I am with my right as I am right and dominant.  I raise my right hand and concentrate to raise bother her and me into the air and we do smoothly and quickly.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I start the fragment in a sort of third person RPG view. I only remember doing some simple dungeon crawling sort of gaming in third person.  My character was a knight in light armor with a party of other players, wizards, healers and what not.  We make our way to a castle like room with grey brick lining the walls.  I proceed into the next room and the floor falls away with every tile I step on.  I step back to the group and tell them we need to use this to our advantage because the other group is still behind us.  We tip toe into the room still making the floor randomly fall out from under us.  We manage to make it to the door on the other side and decide to set a trap for the group behind us.  We all grab carpets and tables to try to cover the pitfalls in the room we were in.  We made our way into another area on the other side of the room to wait for the trap to work.  Eventually the party following us walks into the room.  They were in traditional 1800 french military garb.   They make their way across the traps without falling in.  In seeing this i order my group to proceed forward immediately as the other group is close on our tail.  We make our way into an very large open room.  The area is probably 50 meters long and 25 meters wide.  At the opposite end of the room I could see a strange object.  It looked like a sea anemone without the tentacles.   I had the thought that it was the treasure we were seeking.  We quickly walk around and as we about 10 feet away I hear the voice of the leader of the opposing group.   He states that him and his group had been wandering the steps for over 1000 years.  I look back at the doorway they came from and laugh to myself thinking it was a time and space distortion that kept them locked away for a long time for them yet a few minutes for us.   I look around in the large ornate room we are in and see a large blob.  We ignore the other group and make our way to the tentacless mass.  I have the feeling that it is a great source of magic power.   I walk toward it and notice a strange sword leaning against it.  The sword was a long double handed hilt and a large jagged purple crystal blade.  I felt I had the choice of the sword or the gelatinous amoeba for my source of power.   I heard an inner voice that directed me toward the sword.  I snatched up the sword and then the opposing group grabbed the strange amoeba like thing.  I walked away hearing some voice tell me that the sword was a dragon sword and was very powerful.  Afterwards I felt a strange sense of dread.  A young man from the other group snatched the sword from my hands and promptly drove it into his chest.  He fell over in a sickly fashion as if he were about to die.  I look to my right and the leader of the other group had utilized the amoeba as a source of strong magic.  They promptly resurrected him and retreated.  As they did I saw two or three strange looking entities materialize.  They were tall with yellow skin and four antenna wearing white robes.  I had a strange feeling of fear yet awe toward them.   I ran and jumped through a similar sort of dungeon like environment. They fired bolts of yellow electricity with their head antenna and floated after us without effort.  I had the feeling the were the guardians of said sword and magic power,  I lose recollection at this point but still have a vivid visual of those entities. I

I drew these yellow skinned guardians and sketched them as best  I can.   I'm not the best at drawing bt this is basically what they looked like.  I wanted to post their likeness because they looked too familiar and I didn't know why.  Do they look familiar to anyone else?

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #454 on: September 29, 2016, 02:16:17 PM »
They do look familiar, though maybe just because they seem to have the generic alien appearance. Maybe something from Star Trek?
BTW if this is what a sketch looks like I'd love to see your finished art. That's way better than I could draw!
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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #455 on: October 26, 2016, 09:26:11 PM »
They do look familiar, though maybe just because they seem to have the generic alien appearance. Maybe something from Star Trek?
BTW if this is what a sketch looks like I'd love to see your finished art. That's way better than I could draw!

They are pretty much the generic grey/humanoid alien.  I used to draw a lot when I was younger but gave it up with lack of ime and motivation  :P

Alot of this lucid is kind of foggy now after the entire day has passed but here it goes.

[L]
I'm standing outside and its a bright vivid day.  I look up in the sky and see what looks like a planet that is just outside our atmosphere.  I could see green continents and blue oceans.  I think its so close I could almost jump there, so I try!  I squat down a bit and launch myself at thousands of miles per hour towards the other planet.  As I'm flying through the air about to exit our atmosphere I think about how when I am dreaming I usually freak out at such altitudes.  This makes me realize I'm dreaming.  I almost lose control and things start to blur and go dark as if I'm going to wake up.  I talk myself down and tell myself to relax.  I end up back on earth looking up at the other planet and decide to go for it again.  I squat down and launch myself upward.  I relax and concentrate on what I'm seeing and that I wont die.  I end up passing through our earthly clouds and see the other planet approaching.  I get the butterflies in my stomach from the height but after passing through our clouds and seeing the ground below I realize I'll be fine and go with the flow.  As I approach the planet the continents grow and I lose site of the whole planet and see green and white in front of me.  I think the white is the clouds of the other planet but then realize I'm too close for it to be clouds.  I'm a couple miles up and the closer I get I realize its a massive herd of zebras!  A huge smile stretches across my face and I start to arch my flight to run parallel to the ground.  I swoop down only a couple feet about the heads of thousands of zebras moving across a grassy plane.  I'm flying WAY faster than I normally can and try to keep it up.  I'm flying at a couple hundred miles an hour and dodge and weave myself through a forest and and power lines more gracefully than I ever have.

This lucid really gave me a wild rush.  I now know what its like to fly like superman.

[F]
There was some sort of sentient black goo that if it touches a person they turn into a psychotic flesh eating maniac.  My mom, sisters and I all barricade ourselves in my parents house.  We seal up ever gap we can and stay close together to make sure nobody is gotten by the black goo.  In one instance the goo starts dripping through the ceiling in the living room and I though it had fallen on the back of my neck.  I'm worried I've been infected but my mom tells me it wasn't enough to fully infect me and it just left a blister.  I remember feeling a large bubble blister on the back of my neck.  The last thing I remember is looking out the window of our house and the neighborhood looks different with houses that aren't normally there and the street is different.  While looking out I see an occasional infected chasing a car or someone on foot to try to tear them to pieces.  As I'm looking out the window I see a car driving extremely erratically and my sister and mother both prey with me "Don't his the house, Don't hit the house!".

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #456 on: October 12, 2017, 02:21:38 AM »
Sorry I haven't been posting but you know life gets balls the to wall insane sometimes. This will be quite elaborate at times but also some missing points.  It just seemed to be so vivid and fun that I couldn't help but add it here.

[D]
I begin recollection talking with a group of people some I know some I don't.  We all seem to be choosing an RPG like character that they would like to portray in a game.  Some saying "I wanna be the tank!" or "I'll be the scout".  I think about what character I would like and decide to go with a female battle mage.  She has blue skin, black hair and light carbon fiber looking armor.  I have the feeling that this is definitely a game and not IRL.  However I have the emotional devotion and forethought to defend my group.  I end up with a futuristic pistol in my right hand and my left hand casts psychic/magic attacks. 

Next I remember we are already in the enemies stronghold which looks like an underground cave.  There are holes and caverns that insectoid/crustacean enemies swarm toward us.  We all do our best to mow them down as them come but it seems like we will never stem the tide.  I run out of ammo and realize I haven't used my psychic attacks yet and extend my left hand and snap my fingers.  When I do a thick undulating disc of prismatic light appears in front of me.  It doesn't move until I instinctively gesture toward an enemy and it sticks to them and expands a bit.  I turn and run not knowing what is going to happen.  As I look back the enemy is frantically swatting at the incandescent gum that is stuck to them.  Almost instantly the creature turns into a black fog and disappears.  I have the thought that the person it sticks to is disintegrates or sent to a sort of void. 

I have more fragmented recollection of gaining better control of my psychic/magic attacks to the point I don't use my gun.  In one of them I was dropped into another video game like scenario where our group was supposed to eliminate the alien threat and were actually forced into retreat through the portal. One of the first iterations of my psychic attacks I am able to throw the incandescent film at an enemy and they eventually are overtaken by it and disappear.  Then I can throw the same glowing attack and snap my fingers and it will explode disintegrating anything near it. After much practice I am able to summon a translucent whip that shimmers with different rippling colors like oil on water.  It slices through anything and instantly kills any enemy before they have a chance to attack.

[F]
I am in an ex girlfriends house and I had accidentally left my underwear on the floor inside a few feet from the front door.  Her and I were entering the house as I remembered this and she hid by the door.  I lose recollection here.  The next thing I remember is her yelling at me that she is tired of my bullshit and she is going to call the cops if she sees me again. (FYI we are on good terms IRL but I still have feelings for her and know she doesn't for me...)

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #457 on: February 23, 2018, 01:02:28 AM »
Hello all I've missed recording my dreams the past year or two.  I have had some recent life struggles that have stunted my dreaming and want to journal.  However the past few nights I had a few really interesting dreams which I attribute to my attempt at sobriety.  If there is some motivation being able to really dream again is a great one.

[L][Night of February 20th 2018]
The first I remember is being in a large super store like Walmart.  For some reason I am trying to levitate and manage to.  I am only about 6 inches off the floor and have my legs extended beneath me with on foot behind the other ankle.  I lean forward and zip down the main aisle past clothes and people shopping.  I then fly up and survey the store and see the different departments, electronics, clothing, sporting goods.  I lower back down and turn left toward the sporting goods section.  As I am levitating quickly down the main aisle I notice I am headed directly toward a large number of fishing poles.  They are arranged on a rack and for some reason have black fishing line on the rods.  Also the rods are are angled top inward on either side of the aisle leaving essentially an annoying trap.  I am headed directly into them just as I realize this.  Just before I hit the rods and become tangled in a mess of sticks and string it comes to mind to phase through the rods and line.  This makes me realize I am dreaming and I see the first few rods and line and pass right through them.  I lose concentration and and end up hitting the last few pulling everything to the floor and stopping tangled up. 

Its too long since the dream but I do end up outside lucid somehow as well.  I am outside at a large city park.  The sun is shining and the grass is a luminescent green with lush trees and many people milling about.  I see a HUGE metal swing set probly 20 feet tall with long chains with about 6 individual swings.  There are a few kids swinging back and forth and jumping off.  I fly back and around behind the swings a few feet off the ground and then shoot up to the top of the swing set look around and float over and sit on top.  I then remember being a kid and doing "penny drops" from pullup bars at a local playground.  A penny drop is when a person hangs upside down with the bar in their knees, then lets go flipping and landing on their feet.  I decide to try it and when I let go I realize I didn't gauge the height well and am heading face first into the ground.  Almost instinctively I "put on the breaks" and stop a horizontal a few inches from the ground.  I fly forward curving back upright and decide to see if I can catch myself again.  I fly back up to the top of the swing set and hang by my knees again letting go prematurely to fall horizontal toward the ground.  I catch myself again and giggle to myself flying back up to the top to try again.  As I do I look to my right and see a couple kids to my right on another piece of playground equipment.  One of them looks like an old friend in his elementary school form.  He was looking at me and when we look at each other he asks me.  "Why does this matter if none of it is real?"  I have the thought that he is referring to mastering certain lucid activities like flight and what not.  I can't remember coming up with a reply and lose recollection.

[D][Night of February 21 2018]
My recollection begins with a view from inside of a strange structure.  It appears almost ancient Egyptian, at least from my pop culture and modern interpretations.  It is a large open area with a ceiling and large pillars with large spaces viewing a blue sky.  Where one would expect a horizon there were none as if we were in the sky.  I look to my left and see a beast of some sort, he was an amalgamation of various animals yet anthropomorphic.  I have a strange third person view of this creature but that creature is me.  He is holding his hand underneath the sun and looking up as if presenting it to the heavens.  He then looks behind his and yells "No! Back cat, NO!" (I have a cat :P)  He sounded very serious.  I had the feeling he/I was defending the sun from some sort of cat demon or something. 

There was suddenly an almost time lapse of the same scenario over and over as the sky grew dark and the sun waned like the moon.  When the sun disappeared he/I flew down and came into the room where my view was.  He/I was then joined by other chimera all anthropomorphic Egyptian like gods.  They had some back and forth convo as if they were friends.  It seemed very loose and familiar as if this were a day job.  In the moment I knew everything they were discussing but I can't anymore.

They were all gathered at the center of the large atrium on a center platform that was only connected to the main floor by a single large axle.  As they are talking the platform starts to tilt to one side as.  One of the other creatures looks to the my avatar and tells him that the cat has stolen the sun.  My avatar has a look of dread fall upon his face and looks around the room.  Suddenly the center platform starts to rotate slowly getting faster and faster.  The same creature that realized the problem tells everyone to jump before it gets too fast.  He makes it but one of them falls into the gap between the center and the outside disappearing into a cloudy mist beneath the platform.  My avatar creature looks to his friends panicked.

My avatar also jumps and makes it onto the side of the room safely.  The last of the four jumps and misses landing in the mist disappearing.  As he does my avatar realizes he has to go after his friends to either join them or help bring them back.  Hesitantly, he jumps and my view switches to first person.

As I jump off the ledge toward the clouds I feel a the same fear during falling as always but I know I can't give up now.  I yell out some sort of faith based cry for strength that I can't remember but something like.  "I go with the grace of god!".  As I pass through the clouds  I feel like I enter warp speed seeing a visual similar to something from stargate going through a wormhole.  I am suddenly in a strange grey stone brick structure with different levels and demonic sculptures.  I don't see any of my counterparts.  I wonder around a few seconds then am ambushed by a giant red demonic looking being.  It was like a Zerg from Starcraft, no legs and almost insect like with a strangely Anglican human head.  It then roared and tried to attack me.  It chased me all while spitting a red ooze that made the brick beneath bubble and steam.  I then realized it there were statues that were identical to its form with a pool in front it that would spit and make a pool of ooze.  I then tricked it to make a puddle of ooze outside of the stone fountain pool and then for some reason stepped into it.  As I did I sank down and realized it had created a portal.  I am then shot into open outer space, this almost makes me panic as I have always had a strange fear of being alone in outer space or the "dream void".

I think "So this is what its like to die." as I am floating looking around at the dark starscape in every direction.  As I do I feel a strange gravitational pull forward as if toward a specific star or star system.  This makes me think about my falling fear and the scene from the matrix when they load an environment that zooms in from below.  I take that fear into my mind then feel it physically shrink in the center of my head and fall down my body getting smaller and smaller.  Almost as if I am digesting it and incorporating it into my being.  While doing this, the pull on my body shifts to my left and I quickly drift below a large structure with tan pillars like before and then a white fog overcomes my view. 

My next recollection is being in third person again in almost a video game scenario.  I am controlling a large Orch like creature that moves like Kratos from God Of War.  My character is being attacked by a Titan of some kind and I have to run and escape as I was getting swarmed.  I then lose recollection.
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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #458 on: March 17, 2018, 12:50:11 AM »
Hello all and future me, again I am struggling with sobriety from alcohol and had some intense stuff happen.  I am not sure if it is because of the withdrawal, however it only makes sense.  I have been a functional alcoholic for years and have gone on and off with the attempts at sobriety.  When attempting to abstain I almost always get "night sweats" which is common, however my dream immediately become incredibly vivid.

[WILD/D]
As I am trying to fall asleep in the dark room, I start thinking about the few full on WILDs that I have pulled off.  These WILDs that I have done have all had the same initiation.  I am laying in bed and feel my head start to turn and face the edge of the bed to my right.  It is a combination of a pull yet concious movement in that direction.  In my vision all around me are still the ubiquitous blue, green and red phosphenes that one sees while watching the back of their eyelids.  I suddenly feel a feel a strange pressure at the back of my head and down my spine.  The only way I could describe it was I was being pulled from behind by a powerful magnet.  I knew what was happening as I am used to the strange movement associated with WILD dream initiations.

As the strange force is pulling be from behind I know I am still laying in bed.  I know I need to relax as much as possible to maintain sleep/lucidity and  just think of it like a roller coaster.  I end up screaming with my mental voice "WOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!"  as I rocket backwards while still feeling as if I am laying on my side. 

Eventually after a few seconds the feeling of being pulled backward subsides and I remember my most recent technique of WILDING.  With this technique I essentially "roll out of my body of the bed and onto the floor".  From there I make sure to make tactile connection to the current dream space I am in.  IE feeling the "carpet" or immediately walking through the window and almost sensuously caressing the tree's bark right outside my window. 

Suddenly I roll out of bed onto the floor, I immediately try to get to the tree to feel its bark to help solidify the reality.  As I do I know I am still dreaming and try to look around, however everything is much more chaotic than usual.  I feel a pull in many directions as if to try to make me lose lucidity.  I dismiss the thoughts and concentrate on the texture of the bark on the tree and lose recollection.

[L/F]
I am laying in bed and start the same process as before, relaxing and watching the phosphene's dance.  Again I start to have the feeling that I am falling/being pulled from behind at an intense speed.  The feeling and speed makes me anxious but I do my best to calm myself.  I concentrate on what I am thinking, and seeing rather than the falling feeling.  When I do a thought about a documentary I watched about alien abductions and sitings comes to mind.  I still have only the lower level meditative visions being formed by phosphenes in my vision.  However from that the amorphous shimmering colors form the face of the quintessential grey alien.

The vision of this entity kind of freaks me out as I have always had a strange fear yet love for the paranormal alien stuff.  I feel like this entity doesn't want to do me any harm nor does it want to bless me with good fortune.  As I am thinking this the entity moves its face closer to mine, it looks like any other cliche grey alien stereotype. I don't see it smile yet I know it isn't malevolent for some reason. 

I then decide to try interact with it.  I tried using just "thinking" rather than "speaking"  what I wanted to convey.  The only thing I can remember is asking it "What do you want", and it responding "I'm waiting for you".  I still retained a sense of unease from the presence of this entity but also a playful nature.  I felt the fear of the unknown yet once established, we seemed to have a rapport that was precocious and loving.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #459 on: April 04, 2018, 12:02:09 AM »
[D] Night of 4/2/18

The first memory I have is getting in a fight with some large man at some sort of recreation area near a lake or ocean.  We are on the top of a hill of sand with a large body of water below.  The guy is already hostile toward me for reasons I can't remember.  I do remember feeling an intense fear with the fight or flight response echoing throughout my body and mind.  The guy looked like a typical "Bro" with no shirt and board shorts.  I do remember having a scuffle with him after this but not anything else.  I only remember seeing him confronting me again and I instantly drop into a fight stance.  When I say fight stance I mean anything I've seen in MMA or a kung fu film. 

I am in some kind of open area in a building for a ski lodge or similarly specialized lodge.  I am somewhat tall at 6'4 and this guy looks down on me like the mountain from Game Of Thrones.  He was burly yet not what one would call "in shape".  I only remember making one good blow directly to his face and feeling the follow through as his body fell to the floor.  I only remember a few other fragments of encountering the same guy over and over.  In one scenario while he is sitting on picnic table away from the table.  I punched him, knocking him out and he collapsed into the single framed picnic table.  After this a friend of mine J who has been my friend since elementary through all approaches me.  He mimics a fighting stance throwing fists and standing in a defensive posture.  I don't remember what he said but I do remember responding.  "Yea for sure, just be efficient with your movements and deliver the power with each blow."

The next memory is still in the same strange resort/rec area.  I only remember something about this same guy having a reputation as a high level player.  I.E.  everyone in the area feared him as he would personally kill someone with his bare hands.  Next thing I know many dream characters are talking to me in a hushed tone.  They tell me I need to just make my way out of the area in a respectful manor or I would definitely be annihilated by this guy. 

The next thing I know I am doing a sort of strange walk of shame.  I am walking out of the building and down a winding hill of sand with the friends of this instigating bro toward my car.  My friends follow me saying something along the lines of "Don't worry about it", and "At least we are getting out alive".