non-lucid

I was trapped in a jungle for years, like Robin Williams in Jumanji. Anyway, some tourists were in the jungle, rafting in some crocodile-infested waters. I was watching them from the shore, hidden. Something happened, a monsoon I think, and one girl got separated from the rest of the group. She was passed out on some driftwood, floating down the Conga-like river, far from her group. I found the other people first, and they were kinda freaked out by my appearance. I was adorning the latest in jungle tree fashion, with a shocking lack of hygiene. I explained that NObody knows this jungle like I do, so they asked me to find the girl. I found her on the driftwood, still passed out. I didn't see any crocs but I knew they were close. I could hear them in the water, just meters away. Then some epic music began playing as I lifted her from the drift wood and carried her safely to shore, and nursed her back to health with fresh water and mushed up jungle berries. Then I woke up laughing because of how cheesily epic the music was:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZheTo...eature=related

Edit: Ok, after I just now listened to the music again ^^ (and it is really pretty music), I remember that in the dream, I actually purposefully extended some moments when I was saving the girl, so the right moments would line up with the music, Hollywood style. Lol I'm such a dork

I had it all: perfect WBTB, vibrations coming, but the phone disturbed it once, then the dogs barking interrupted the second time. Then the third attempt, I thought I heard the phone again, grrrrr.

I did have a non-lucid about Mike again. Someone put a thermometer in my mouth, and then I saw Mike. He had given me a little bottle with a potion inside. I couldn't talk, because I was waiting for the temp to read on the thermometer, but I was pointing out to Mike some word on the label on the bottle. It was something that stood out, but I forgot what it said. I think I was trying to use hand gestures to accuse him of trying to give me a love potion lol. Anyway, the first temp reading was 155 degrees, then the second time was 75 degrees. Maybe I was a vampire Wish I had become lucid, I could have given ol' Mike a little nibble

No time this morning.

2 nights ago, I dreamed that I went out my front door at night. Immediately, someone to my right was shining a flashlight in my face. I remember a really bright light in my right eye. Before I could even turn and look, I was thrown on a mobile bed. It felt like one of those wheely hospital beds. Anyway, I was being pushed along on this bed fast, but it was completely dark so I couldn't see where I was going or who my captor was. I had a weird moment of semi-lucidity, or perhaps it was just bravery, and I reached my left hand out, waving and slapping at the air, trying to feel for someone to find out who was doing this. I woke myself up, heart-beating fast and all scared. It was still dark out.

Then the annoying part: I was only awake for seconds, then I started feeling vibrations. But I didn't want to lucid dream!! I was too scared too lol. I didn't want to WILD into an LD, then be in a dark bedroom and have to possibly face some creep and not be able to change the dream. Or wake up from it. What a wuss lol. I should know better.

Some other nonlucids last night and this morning but I'm outta time.

I'm in a rush so I gotta be quick and screw typos. I woke up around 5am and as I drifted off, there was some brief audio HH of wasps surrounding me. Some stung me, but then that feeling phased into WILD vibrations. I slowly sat up in my bed, and I saw my cat Ziggy jump off. No pets are ever in here, so that was confirmation that I was dreaming. I walked out the bedroom and the hallway opened up into my parents old house. It was bright outside and I could see great! I immediately thought of the trick-o-treat TOTM, but I wanted it to be more night time. So I went to the front door of the house, put my hand on the knob, and said to myself "As soon as I open the door, it will be night time and I'll have a halloween costume on." I opened the door and it was darker, like 7pmish. I thought, good enough. I didn't feel a mask on or anything, but I had black robes. I was probably just some random HP character, whatever, on with the task! I didn't have a candy bag either but oh well. As soon as I walked out the house, I looked at the house next door, it was dark and creepy looking. I said to myself "This is Alex's house." I started walking there and this pig came up to me and started jumping at me and bite-licking me, like a playful dog that was getting too rough. It wouldn't fuck off and finally I had to pick it up and sling it across 2 acres of land. He landed with a "squeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" and hobbled away, as if one leg was hurt. I felt sorry for it for a bit, then I reminded myself he doesn't exist. I went to the house and lots of kids were coming and going. I knocked on the door expecting Alex, but 4 little boys dressed to the 9s as vampires answered. I said "trick-o-treat!" and they just gnarled and hissed at me. I asked if any adults were home, hoping one would be Alex or ANY DV member. They just continued to growl at me. Then one looked at the other and bitched at him for using up all the vampire make-up, then I woke up.

Later in a non lucid, my mom and I were shopping for stuff to cook a big dinner together at their old house. Next thing I remember we were in the kitchen, and while mom was at the stove, I looked in the fridge. There was a pot of stew in there, boiling. I thought maybe she had JUST taken it there from the stove, other wise how could it still be so hot. Then mom said "I think I made a mistake by keeping my wrought-iron skillet in the freezer, look at it, it's melting." And sure enough, she had taken it out of the freezer, placed it on the hot coils of the stove, and it was melting. I said yeah I guess that was bad, but it seemed weird to me. Then the iron began seeping in between the hot coils. I said "Mom I think you need to handle that, it's gonna get everywhere." And she just walked out. I looked in the fridge again and that pot of stew was totally boiling over. This was getting too weird, so I began doing the finger-through-palm thing. That's such a bad RC by the way. Didn't go through. But I refused to believe that this was right. So I tried to just hop up into the air and see if I could float or fly, and sure enough I was just hovering in the air. AhHAH! I said. So I slowly floated out the kitchen then outside. Danny's son was there, asking me to teach him to do that too. I said "Sorry, no time son." And I flew outside with him following me. I flew around the trees in the front yard, all decorated with xmas stuff and some presents stuffed in the branches. I felt heavy, it was hard staying afloat. My mom came out and asked if I could see the presents. I said yes then woke up.

Later I was in a non lucid where I was chatting with oreoboy and mel. Oreo said "I think I have a muscle." I typed "Oh just one?" But the text didn't go through. Mel typed "xyz xyzz xyzzzzzz" or something like that. I tried typing my line again, but I couldn't focus on the keys. I was making a real effort trying to even type the first letters, when I realized it was a dream. I'm suddenly in my bed, so I get up and go out the door. It's dark, and I'm worried about my vision. But I remember talking to CanisLucidus about this, and i just went down the hall flipping on lightswitches (I forgot about the mirror). The lights were coming on just fine so yay. I ended up in the livingroom of my parents house again, and I saw what looked like Chris and my step-dad playing video games. But when I saw them from the front, my step dad wasn't him, he was a fuzzy cuddly looking werewolf! I didn't remember the werewolf bite task though, shame. Probably was to cute and cuddly to do it anyway. Then I woke up.

These happened really late in the morning, like reaaaally late. I woke up several times, and the last time, the clock said 10:43am. I thought, ehh, I'll get up in a bit, no sense in trying to LD now because I never do this late. Then I conked out again anyway.

I remember dreaming about my dogs chasing and torturing frogs in the back yard like they do irl. Gucci brought one inside and was trying to half play and half chew on the poor thing (irl, I occasionally happen upon a little frog jerky on the living room floor). So I shoo the dog away so I can get the little corpse and throw it outside. When I pick it up, he's still alive! He appears unwounded, just in shock and perhaps playing dead. I hold him very gently, and go to put him in the koi pond in our back yard. He does a couple little frog licks on my hand, which felt like grateful kisses. I set him in the koi pond, which has suddenly turned into an ocean shore line (YAY oceanfront property, finally). I watch as he floats for a moment, then does the breast stroke and swims off. I suddenly become lucid, because HEY, I don't have an ocean in the back yard! So I start skipping along the shore, and take to flight. It was already night when the dream started, with the only light coming from our backyard floodlights. But now that I'm lucid, it goes completely dark. I REALLY need to learn how to summon light. I tried all kind of things. I even closed my eyes and spun, trying to change the scene. Usually that would wake me up, but it didn't this time, which is good. But it was still dark. I just kinda stood there, in a black oblivion for a few moments, and woke up due to frustration.

But I didn't wake up, it was a false awakening! I thought I woke up, and Danny was getting up to get ready for work, and I could hear the kids getting ready for school. But then I remembered I already went through this like 4 hours ago, I should be alone right now! So I just got up out of bed and went down the hall, ignoring the pretend family members. The hall opened into an entirely new scene. It looked like a romper room: lots of kids and a few gym teachers, multicolored foam blocks, toys and books. I suddenly remembered that I wanted to try the basic TOTM, to shrink down. I looked at one of the teachers, and asked her if she knew how to cast spells, because I want to shrink down to the size of a bug. She said "I sure do!" Then she pointed me to 4 different children, each holding a magic wand. She told me to choose which one I wanted to cast the spell on me. So I chose the boy in blue. Everyone stood around me in a circle, and the boy pointed the wand at me and said an incantation. I felt like there was an invisible power, forcing me downward. At first I thought I was shrinking, because I went from being at eye level with everyone, then knee level, then finally ankle level. But they looked the same size, so I couldn't have shrunk. I looked at everyone, then myself, and I realized all that happened was I was just sitting on the floor. Lame job there subconscious. I thought I might just grab a teacher and have some consolation sex, but my dream body that was on the floor phased into my waking body in my bed. Oh well, at least I remembered and attempted it one last time before the end of the month.

This DILD is cool because it is the precise type of LD I was having that sparked me into googling lucid dreams, and subsequently finding DreamViews. Since then, I haven't had many DILDs like this, so I was happily surprised to have another one. This is how it went down:

I'm having a nonlucid dream about Aaron from my last job. He's really cute and we were going to hook up in real life, but we ended up not for several reasons. Anyway, in the dream we were at work after just having clocked out. We were just standing around kissy kissing. The dream jumped forward to us screwing in bed. I'm suddenly lucid, and I think what triggers it in these sex dreams, and what triggered it in the past ones like it, is that I kinda felt like I had just woken up and feel myself in my bed, but at the same time I still feel someone on top of me and we're still kissing and having sex. I know it's not real, but it feels real. And it's just a matter of minutes before I wake up completely. Anyway, so in this one, I can feel Aaron doing me, I'm grabbing his butt and having a grand old time. He kinda sits up for a minute, and my mind is suddenly filled with the worry that he's gonna wig out demon-style on me. So I just stick my hand in his mouth to get the biting over with. He won't bite down, so I stick my other hand somewhere that would make ANY honest man get pissed, and he bit down hard haha! So I rolled him over on his stomach, grew a boy part, and got 2 good thrusts in before waking up.

It was probably around 8am when I woke up, and it took me an hour or so of tossing and turning before I felt some vibrations. So I don't classify this next lucid as a DEILD, because it was way later. But maybe it was, whatever, it was a super fast perfect seamless transition into lucidity, that's all I care about! So I was lying on my stomach finally feeling drowsy, and I felt the vibrations. I relaxed and watched the back of my eyelids like I always do, though I didn't see anything. I concentrated and focused the vibrations some more, and I felt like I could safely open my eyes now. When I did, I thought for just a moment that I woke up for real, because I was in the same position, staring at my bedroom wall. But then suddenly an image of Mickey Mouse appeared on the wall, just in shadow form, and then it darted out the window with a cartoonish "zooooom!" sound. Haha ok, I'm dreaming and can get out of bed now. I got up and went out the bedroom door into the hall. I was blind in my left eye, but it looked nice and bright outside. So I thought if I went outside my other eye would work better with all the light. I went out the sliding glass door, and it worked, I could see better! I remembered that I wanted to go into a mirror again instead of a TOTM. So I turned to go back into the house. I'm standing in front of the sliding glass door and I think "Fuck it, I wanna phase through it." It felt just like going through the mirror. But when I got through, it changed the way my house looked a little. I saw a mirror hanging on the wall that doesn't exist in real life. I walked up to it, preparing to go through. This time, the reflection was not me, it was a blonde haired, green-eyed, mischievous looking young lady. She looked at me like she was gonna be trouble. When I moved, she moved in unison, but it was a bit off. I stared at her and asked her "Who are you?" She said with a really creepy grin, "I'm you." DOH I woke up.

Been nonluciding all over the place. Some have been pretty entertaining though. But the lack of lucidity is totally my fault for going to bed too late. Politics keep me up.

Anyway, it was post nuclear bomb attack or something. Most people survived by having bunkers and radiation suits all ready to go. Me and Mike from work (the cute chef with the handlebar mustache) shared a bunker. But we only had one suit between us, so I wouldn't let him come with me if I went outside to find survivors/food/supplies. The only thing I remember from this dream, was Mike came up to me, complaining that his head had been hurting. I panicked, thinking he had gone outside without the suit! I said "Oh my god Mike, did you go outside?!?!" He looked at me, really serious, and said "No.. the other day, there was an explosion remember? Well when it happened, a bunch of crates nearly landed on you so I pushed you out of the way and they hit me in the head. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry." My heart just melted at what he said and the way he was looking at me. *makeout makeout makeout* (There it is boys, save a chick's life by take one in the noggin = instant tongue party).

Later another nonlucid about some orphans. I'll add it later, I gotta feed the animals.

I dreamed I was dating Brian M. from college. I went on vacation to Red River, NM, and was trying to get a calling card to talk to him. Also trying to chat with him online. I was having device failure all over the place. When it was almost time for me to go home, I was thinking about breaking up with him for some reason.

I was going swimming with my former asst manager ("E") and his gf (I think?), when I ended up naked and needing to pee, and in or near my old bedroom. I was sitting on the wicker chair, and trying to cover up my nakedness with a giant stuffed animal, and I really needed to pee. E told me it was ok if I just went on that chair I was sitting on. It was covered by a white jersey, and his direction seemed sensible, so I let out a few drops. Then I choked the rest back, because I guess some part of me understood that it was not quite right to be naked, peeing on a shirt on a chair in front of my ex-boss. Then the dream skipped forward to the past (makes sense believe me), and Chris and I were on the train like when I used to take him to daycare before I met Danny. I just happened to notice that he decided to put on a WHITE JERSEY. So I yelled at him, then turned him around. Sure enough, there was a tiny pee spot on the back, and some kind of white cakey stuff. Gross, I know. I reached into my bag, and thank SUBCONSCIOUS there were baby wipes in there. I grabbed some and started wiping the grody areas. Then I noticed Chris's scalp had these weird scale kinda things around a couple of his follicles. I started peeling them off and wiping them away, when the alarm woke me up from this hellish gore.

The best part is the fact that I work with E's gf irl, and I told her about the dream today and she lhfao.

I dreamed I met Paul Simon again. During some sort of concert intermission, some of the audience and I were hanging around in some kind of break room. Paul came down and sat at my table, and we chitchatted a bit. Later he was talking with Sorn, who gave him a noogie. "I said, easy, personal space y'all." Paul was like "Do not EVER. TOUCH. MY HAIR!!!" Then he left for a bit. When he came back into the room, he gave a big speech about not ever touching him, and no rocking in your seats, and similar-haired children shouldn't sit together. Then he grabbed his stuff and left. I was like, good going guys.

Dumb dream.

I dreamed Chris had somehow died, and I was in a hotel room for some reason. Like he had died in an accident while we were on a vacation somewhere. I was mourning the loss, and someone else was with me, can't remember who. I don't think it was Danny, seems like it was one of my girl friends. Anyway, suddenly Chris was there, playing in one of the hotel beds. It was his ghost, but he had a perfect corporeal form somehow. And somehow I had the knowledge that he couldn't age in this form, nor could he ever leave this hotel room. He was stuck there forever. But he didn't know he had died. So I had to explain to him what had happened, and it made him cry. I also made the decision that I would live there and never leave him.

A funny side note: Yesterday irl I had a funny conversation with Chris. He started dancing to a song, but kinda bad. So I said "Stop dancing like a white boy. Remember, you're half Venezuelan, you need to get some better moves!" He said "I'm WHAT?" And I reminded him that his biological father was born and raised in Venezuela, which makes him half. So he said, "Well I thought since I was born in Brooklyn, that makes me New Yorkan."

Haha what a dorkus!

I screwed up and set the A/C wrong last night, so I woke up at 7 all hot and sweaty and couldn't sleep properly after that. I remember some faint non lucid about discussing the podcast with Jason, and finding a guest, and some misc techniques.

I think I had a FA where I went down the hall and the dog gate was up, but Daisy was out of her kennel. Actually yes, it was a FA because I just checked and the gate is in the other room right now. Damnit, that should have been a dead giveaway for a lucid.

I'll set up the A/C properly tonight, so keep fingers crossed for me. I want to nail these TOTMs

I had a totally inappropriate dream with a family member. I hate those, so much. I wake up sooo relieved that it wasn't real. My mom was there in the dream too, and I was worried about her opinion on what she saw. God it was awful.

The house was different and it was raining, and there was an old cat outside that I was taking care of, orange and white. He had an epic name like Socrates or something like that. I wanted to build him a "doghouse" because I worried about him being old and skinny with the approaching winter. ALDI was literally catty corner to our house.

That's all I remember. I don't think I WANT to remember anymore of it.

2 nonlucids this morning:

In the first one, I was Lucy to Frank Langella's Count Dracula. It was going pretty much like in the movie, but when the Count successfully stole me from Jonathan Harker, he didn't seem to want me anymore. Like I had been too "easy." lol

In the second one, I was fighting off wolves one at a time in a snowy forest. There was an odd gate in the middle of the woods that somehow allowed only one wolf at a time to attack me. Each time, one would jump on me, and start biting my arm. And each time, I would pry open it's mouth, then force its mouth open so wide until it broke the jaw. When the alpha finally came at me, I did the same thing to him, but I felt bad for him for some reason. So after I broke his face, I choked him to death so that he wouldn't die slowly like the others.
I guess I'm just gearing up for Halloween

I woke up at 6:45am to get Chris to school, then I fed the fish, got some water etc, and I went back to bed at about 7:30am. I started getting vibrations and buzz sounds almost right away, I was that tired (because I stayed up until 2am, and Danny woke me up at 5:30am to go to work.) Anyway, I felt a couple waves of vibrations, then I completely blacked out. I think staying up that late killed my WILD transition because I was just too sleepy to stay aware. Anyway, I was dreaming about walking around the library at SMU. I was running my hands along all the tables, feeling really nostalgic. I even said to myself "I really miss this place.." Then I thought, this isn't real, it's just a memory! Then I knew I was lucid. I immediately though to try telekinesis, because of Xanous's lucid from yesterday (see, this is another reason I read y'all's journals and workbooks ). The library looked a bit more like a book store, with books merchandized on tables, rather than being lined up on book shelves. One table had 3 small pink books stacked on the corner, so I focused on those. I waked my hand, willing them to levitate, but nothing happened, just like with Xanous's first attempt lol. Then I simply reminded myself that these books aren't actually there, just projections from my mind, so I can make them do anything I want. I flicked my hand, and they jumped up into the air, then plopped back down. That's my first ever LUCID experience with telekinesis (had a few non lucid ones). I was super happy about this, so I went to the other side of the table that had some bigger, heavier books stacked up. I concentrated even harder, then tried to make a shoving motion with my hands, but I suddenly felt a little crippled. I shouldn't have done that, I should have reminded myself again that the books aren't real, so there's no need to do more than a tiny flick of the hand. Doesn't matter that they were bigger books. Anyway, I tried it again, and this time I was able to do the shove motion, and the books moved. But I started feeling weird, kinda dizzy and a little jerky. So I thought about doing something else. There were 2 escalators next to eachother (which looked like elevators. Basically there were 2 elevator doors, but when they opened, they revealed escalators), so I imagined that engineer from Prometheus appearing on the escalator as soon as I opened the door. Instead, it was a tall, naked, shriveled up looking man. I was like ew, no, do not want. That's all I remember about that dream.

Later I had a non lucid where the president of america (it was Bush jr though) came up with the idea to make August have 30 days instead of 31. His logic was so that the year would have an odd number of days instead. So I was throwing a fit because "365 is ALREADY an odd number. What a stupid fucking president." I was also mad because the cakes I made on Sunday now had the wrong expiration date on them, because he took one day away from the month.