Just because it's been a long time since I've shared a drawing, here's a scribble
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
Sunday, 6 September 2009
Lucid Dream - Advanced Dream Task!
I have that feeling of falling, and I focus on what to do while lucid dreaming. I can hear sounds vividly, like dreaming, but I was aware of the position I was lying in on my bed.
I was aware of the position my body was lying in in my bed, but the dream landscape was still appearing. I follow the advice of someone from a lucid dreaming forum, and just switch my attention to the dream reality. It feels wrong, but after a while, I forget about lying in bed.
So I try to decide what to do. 'Get pregnant!' 'Give an apple'. I remember the advanced task DreamViews Task of the month, which is to make all the leaves fall off a tree, and then return to the tree.
There is a tree ahead of me, bare except for a small cluster of brown leaves in the middle. The rest of the landscape is bare and vague.
I just think about the leaves falling, and they fall. I look up the tree, and make the leaves return to the tree with ease.
As the leaves return, they are purple, and blue, and pink. More leaves return than had dropped, and they knit themselves to the ends of the branches first. The tree has purple/pink/blue leaves, and bark, and the gaps were white, like all of the bark was placed on a white center. (Similar to a gram stained microscope slide, but more psychedelic).
I decide to fly. I imagine flying over the tree, but kind of get stuck looking up at the tree, which is growing taller, brighter, more vivid. The dream is now entirely visual, I have lost all sense of having a body in the dream, and as I wake up I think about drawing the tree, or writing it down....
... I wake up in a strange bed. As I remove the duvet, I see there was no sheet over the mattress, and the mattress had a couple of leaves and stones on it. I am kind of disgusted at the thought of sleeping on a strange bare mattress.
This was a false awakening, and I continue to have a dream about social etiquette.
I mistake someone for one of my friends, in front of that friend.
I realise that I've pulled a road trip with a bunch of people, so that I can go to an exam that I never had to sit.
I also get in the car without thinking, next to a girl I know, when there was room on the other side. She then complains and asked why I didn't get in the other side instead of squashing everyone and making them move.
NOTE: the first dream was definitely one of the less detailed dreams you have during the beginning of the night. They are less realistic, and very much have a white room from the matrix style feel, with just you, Morpheus, and a few props.
I was aware of the position my body was lying in in my bed, but the dream landscape was still appearing. I follow the advice of someone from a lucid dreaming forum, and just switch my attention to the dream reality. It feels wrong, but after a while, I forget about lying in bed.
So I try to decide what to do. 'Get pregnant!' 'Give an apple'. I remember the advanced task DreamViews Task of the month, which is to make all the leaves fall off a tree, and then return to the tree.
There is a tree ahead of me, bare except for a small cluster of brown leaves in the middle. The rest of the landscape is bare and vague.
I just think about the leaves falling, and they fall. I look up the tree, and make the leaves return to the tree with ease.
As the leaves return, they are purple, and blue, and pink. More leaves return than had dropped, and they knit themselves to the ends of the branches first. The tree has purple/pink/blue leaves, and bark, and the gaps were white, like all of the bark was placed on a white center. (Similar to a gram stained microscope slide, but more psychedelic).
I decide to fly. I imagine flying over the tree, but kind of get stuck looking up at the tree, which is growing taller, brighter, more vivid. The dream is now entirely visual, I have lost all sense of having a body in the dream, and as I wake up I think about drawing the tree, or writing it down....
... I wake up in a strange bed. As I remove the duvet, I see there was no sheet over the mattress, and the mattress had a couple of leaves and stones on it. I am kind of disgusted at the thought of sleeping on a strange bare mattress.
This was a false awakening, and I continue to have a dream about social etiquette.
I mistake someone for one of my friends, in front of that friend.
I realise that I've pulled a road trip with a bunch of people, so that I can go to an exam that I never had to sit.
I also get in the car without thinking, next to a girl I know, when there was room on the other side. She then complains and asked why I didn't get in the other side instead of squashing everyone and making them move.
NOTE: the first dream was definitely one of the less detailed dreams you have during the beginning of the night. They are less realistic, and very much have a white room from the matrix style feel, with just you, Morpheus, and a few props.
Friday, 28 August 2009
Dream - 6 person Horseback fight + pregnancy
I'm in a theatre, or a lecture theatre, hundreds of people sat in rows of seats. There are about six of us trying to kill each other. They are on horses, which are dressed for a medieval battle or jousting competition.
All six of us are trying to kill each other by throwing a spear though the head of the others. When I throw a spear at another person, it glows red before going through their head.
At the end, it's just me and one final attacker. She has some assistants, and they try to put a thin black veil over my face.
The final attacker is a girl I know, but haven't seen in ages. She's a medieval queen.
"Aren't I supposed to throw this through your head?" I'm cautious, worried that I'm going to be tricked at the last hurdle.
The girl is pregnant. She explains that she can put the veil over my head instead, and we can be together.
I wonder if other people will know we didn't all kill each other, but I take off the veil, then the blue mask that was underneath it. I'm actually a guy with black choppy black hair.
All six of us are trying to kill each other by throwing a spear though the head of the others. When I throw a spear at another person, it glows red before going through their head.
At the end, it's just me and one final attacker. She has some assistants, and they try to put a thin black veil over my face.
The final attacker is a girl I know, but haven't seen in ages. She's a medieval queen.
"Aren't I supposed to throw this through your head?" I'm cautious, worried that I'm going to be tricked at the last hurdle.
The girl is pregnant. She explains that she can put the veil over my head instead, and we can be together.
I wonder if other people will know we didn't all kill each other, but I take off the veil, then the blue mask that was underneath it. I'm actually a guy with black choppy black hair.
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
Dream - The Surf Board Sales-Lion
I'm playing some old school fishing game, for the NES or something. You pick an island, and go fishing there. Finally I choose the right side of the first island.
On this island, there's a lion with a big pile of surf boards. The lion guarantees it will be fun, and says I can use one and buy it later if I like it.
I struggle to pick one, they're all different shades of blue and have lions in various poses on them. And they're body boards, not surf boards.
Not wanting to miss the wave, I grab a board and run to the water. But there are hundreds of small kids scrabbling over each other, like ants, or ducks eating. I try stepping over them.
When the wave comes, there are thousands of kids all over the top of the wave. Then the wave comes, it crashes over me. I'm under the water, and it washes me to the shore, but takes forever. I end up breathing a little while underwater, but it's fine...
... I'm leaving through a building much like a prison, with metal mesh floors. There's a snake there moving really fast in circles, because it's been stuck for a while and is starving.
I'm running really fast, on the walls a little bit, but the corners of the floors have small fluffy white mould mushrooms on them, and I don't want to contaminate myself with white mould spores.
On this island, there's a lion with a big pile of surf boards. The lion guarantees it will be fun, and says I can use one and buy it later if I like it.
I struggle to pick one, they're all different shades of blue and have lions in various poses on them. And they're body boards, not surf boards.
Not wanting to miss the wave, I grab a board and run to the water. But there are hundreds of small kids scrabbling over each other, like ants, or ducks eating. I try stepping over them.
When the wave comes, there are thousands of kids all over the top of the wave. Then the wave comes, it crashes over me. I'm under the water, and it washes me to the shore, but takes forever. I end up breathing a little while underwater, but it's fine...
... I'm leaving through a building much like a prison, with metal mesh floors. There's a snake there moving really fast in circles, because it's been stuck for a while and is starving.
I'm running really fast, on the walls a little bit, but the corners of the floors have small fluffy white mould mushrooms on them, and I don't want to contaminate myself with white mould spores.
Saturday, 22 August 2009
Lucid Dream - Car smashing and pregnancy
I'm sitting on the banking of a field with some people, when I see one of my friends drive a car off the 8 foot banking towards the lower field.
At about he middle of the arc, I think 'what a nutter.', but then I see he's misjudged it, and then it lands on the path, and smashes into a million pieces. I get over initial shock, and run down to see how the people are. I shout to the other people to phone 999, and get the police and ambulances. I'm quite surprised that only me and one of my other friends had the sense to look for them.
He finds the girl, and I eventually find him. Its not pretty, his arm is bent in a way that it shouldn't, and one of his legs has been blown off. I try to help him, but I can't figure whether or not I should move him.
It turns out his legs were fine, and he begins some subtle judo on me, lifting me up by my crotch with his leg.
An old couple comes by and gives a disapproving look, possibly due to our tomfoolery, or possible because we had Rammstein playing really loudly from somewhere.
A girl comes by with some of her friends and explains that it was her car, and asks what happened.
"Well, at first I saw him drive the car off the edge, whoever it belonged to, off the edge. I thought it would smash the front wheels or something, not smash into....
....This is a dream, isn't it?"
I go to do a reality check, see if I could breath while holding my nose and mouth closed, but instead turn to my car destroying, judo wielding friend. I figured he had good enough perspective to see that lying about it was pointless.
I turn to my left, where he's also sat on the banking. He's drinking a slush puppy, and gives me two, 'you guessed right nods.
I try to remember some of the things that I wanted to do in a dream, and remember one:
Give Birth
Not sure how to manage this, being a guy and all that, I turn to the girl on my right, unzip my trousers and tell her to make me pregnant.
She sets to work, but at the end of it all, I'm not pregnant.
I start to wake up, and try the rubbing technique to pull myself into the dream again. I have the image of a tetris scoreboard in my dream, and as I rub my arm, wondering whether I'm rubbing my arm in real life, the tetris board fades to black, while a ghost piece drops to the bottom, raising the score to '100%'
Then my brother wakes me up, telling me he's going out. I had also woken him up from a lucid dream this morning, to check he'd done his paperround. I tell him I was having one.
I then ask him, "We're you playing Rammstein loudly?"
"Yes"
"Because that was in my dream"
"Awesome!"
At about he middle of the arc, I think 'what a nutter.', but then I see he's misjudged it, and then it lands on the path, and smashes into a million pieces. I get over initial shock, and run down to see how the people are. I shout to the other people to phone 999, and get the police and ambulances. I'm quite surprised that only me and one of my other friends had the sense to look for them.
He finds the girl, and I eventually find him. Its not pretty, his arm is bent in a way that it shouldn't, and one of his legs has been blown off. I try to help him, but I can't figure whether or not I should move him.
It turns out his legs were fine, and he begins some subtle judo on me, lifting me up by my crotch with his leg.
An old couple comes by and gives a disapproving look, possibly due to our tomfoolery, or possible because we had Rammstein playing really loudly from somewhere.
A girl comes by with some of her friends and explains that it was her car, and asks what happened.
"Well, at first I saw him drive the car off the edge, whoever it belonged to, off the edge. I thought it would smash the front wheels or something, not smash into....
....This is a dream, isn't it?"
I go to do a reality check, see if I could breath while holding my nose and mouth closed, but instead turn to my car destroying, judo wielding friend. I figured he had good enough perspective to see that lying about it was pointless.
I turn to my left, where he's also sat on the banking. He's drinking a slush puppy, and gives me two, 'you guessed right nods.
I try to remember some of the things that I wanted to do in a dream, and remember one:
Give Birth
Not sure how to manage this, being a guy and all that, I turn to the girl on my right, unzip my trousers and tell her to make me pregnant.
She sets to work, but at the end of it all, I'm not pregnant.
I start to wake up, and try the rubbing technique to pull myself into the dream again. I have the image of a tetris scoreboard in my dream, and as I rub my arm, wondering whether I'm rubbing my arm in real life, the tetris board fades to black, while a ghost piece drops to the bottom, raising the score to '100%'
Then my brother wakes me up, telling me he's going out. I had also woken him up from a lucid dream this morning, to check he'd done his paperround. I tell him I was having one.
I then ask him, "We're you playing Rammstein loudly?"
"Yes"
"Because that was in my dream"
"Awesome!"
Monday, 3 August 2009
Lucid Dream - Poor ideas.
I am walking along train tracks...
...I have become lucid. "If I'm dreaming, I can do anything and it doesn't matter?"
Unfortunately I'd been watching don't mess with Zohan, and the first idea that popped into my head was shagging the old woman who was in the room, and the novelty of this idea didn't really do it for me.
So I decide to do a mad floating dance, that involved taking both my legs of the ground. I was concerned that I was going to wake myself up by actually moving, so I stop this.
Then I have a false awakening. I wake up in a bed, with loads of people in the room. Someone points to some weak spots in a wall, and tells me to run through it, and I even say, "I've woken up, I know not to do those things when you're not dreaming'.
Then this guy starts making a dodgy video with a plastic missile, filming the girl opposite while making it look like he's giving himself a treat. I point out to him that he can't film this, because the camera makes her look a lot younger.
...I have become lucid. "If I'm dreaming, I can do anything and it doesn't matter?"
Unfortunately I'd been watching don't mess with Zohan, and the first idea that popped into my head was shagging the old woman who was in the room, and the novelty of this idea didn't really do it for me.
So I decide to do a mad floating dance, that involved taking both my legs of the ground. I was concerned that I was going to wake myself up by actually moving, so I stop this.
Then I have a false awakening. I wake up in a bed, with loads of people in the room. Someone points to some weak spots in a wall, and tells me to run through it, and I even say, "I've woken up, I know not to do those things when you're not dreaming'.
Then this guy starts making a dodgy video with a plastic missile, filming the girl opposite while making it look like he's giving himself a treat. I point out to him that he can't film this, because the camera makes her look a lot younger.
Sunday, 2 August 2009
Dream - Welsh volcanoes, and Hyperbeaming a gothic Raiden
I am trying to figure out what the intense orange glow over the hills is, when lava explodes out from the mountain, into the river. Loading up Facebook, I try to name the mountain to tell everyone what I saw, but I can't...
... my brother is playing some childish game about dogs in the car on the laptop, so I have a go on it...
... I am on a beach, trying to double jump onto Raiden from metal gear solid, in an effort to knock him out. He sees me after a few tries, extends huge black bat wings, and sends an army of bats after me.
Flying away from him, we are having a dogfight, him flying after me with giant bat wings. I can see these words, saying 'the Darkness'. The clearer the words are, the easier he can send his bat army at me. A few of my attacks are blurring the words, smudging as if they are written in mascarra.
As I hit him, he jeers, 'Thanks for the adrenaline', and the words get more intense. I get sufficiently high enough, spin around, and in the last second slam him with a hyperbeam.
He comes up, and starts talking in a twisted, semi conscious tone; "How long is your grinder?"
Someone is breathing heavily and shouting "I'm freaking out!"
One of his friends makes a joke about this sounding like an orgasm, and someone shows me a video on their camera of me falling over a sink wearing a small rectangle to cover my decency, and the girls I was with sneaking a good peek while I'm upside down.
... my brother is playing some childish game about dogs in the car on the laptop, so I have a go on it...
... I am on a beach, trying to double jump onto Raiden from metal gear solid, in an effort to knock him out. He sees me after a few tries, extends huge black bat wings, and sends an army of bats after me.
Flying away from him, we are having a dogfight, him flying after me with giant bat wings. I can see these words, saying 'the Darkness'. The clearer the words are, the easier he can send his bat army at me. A few of my attacks are blurring the words, smudging as if they are written in mascarra.
As I hit him, he jeers, 'Thanks for the adrenaline', and the words get more intense. I get sufficiently high enough, spin around, and in the last second slam him with a hyperbeam.
He comes up, and starts talking in a twisted, semi conscious tone; "How long is your grinder?"
Someone is breathing heavily and shouting "I'm freaking out!"
One of his friends makes a joke about this sounding like an orgasm, and someone shows me a video on their camera of me falling over a sink wearing a small rectangle to cover my decency, and the girls I was with sneaking a good peek while I'm upside down.
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