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Evolventity's Dream

October 01, 2011

Non-Lucid Dream | Fell asleep by 4AM and woke up ~4PM.
-I'm at Howe park with M* and we're handing out DVD's to people passing by. There's going to be a nice community gathering for Halloween.

Non-Lucid Dream
-I'm with a group of people. We're in an underground tunnel trying to escape another group of people. There is a stream of glistening light blue water swishing by. We have to scoot by walking on short edge of cement next to supermarket fridges. As we move along, I see a lot of Vegan food products inside. I saw the word "Happy" on most of them.

Non-Lucid Dream
-Looking into the shower drain, I see mice being frowned by the draining water. I pick them up so they can breathe. I accidentally drop them and pick them up again. They don't seem to be breathing at first, but soon they do. They become very small, half the size of a penny, and I carry them on the edge of my right hand. I can feel slight pinching as they come back to life. The dream glitches to me walking to my apartment with them on my arm.

Non-Lucid Dream Fragment
-Jennifer poured out the nutritional water I had made for her flower. I find the marbles poured out and the water gone. I go to my bedroom to re-do the vase.

Non-Lucid Dream
-I'm walking in front of a class of little boys and girls singing a song in solid pink ponchos with flat pink hats. They are standing in at the first row of seats, just off of a stage. I walk to the side of the audience and hide behind some pillars. Another woman is hiding behind one too. She tries telling the parents that they shouldn't be worried about their children being gay. I tell them they need to truly love their children in a well-said speech. Despite any of this, the parents exit with disgust, and the auditorium is empty. I sit down next to my cousin L* and talk. With us are two old aquatints I knew back in middle-school; Martha and Crystina. I ask if they remember me and they don't. I try to remind them but they don't recall anything.

Non-Lucid Dream
-I'm walking with my mom during the day through the grassy field of my Elementary school. We're cutting through the school to reach the street. My 6th Grade teacher Mrs. K spots us and is about to say that we can't walk through here. She remembers who I am and we talk. We walk up some steps along the building seen from the playground. She tells me that she is sick with glaucoma in her leg. At one point, she made weird faces and movements as if she were trying to sneeze. When she stopped, I laughed a little asking if she was going to sneeze. She had a smile on her face right after but said that it was a disorder she had called sugar stitching. I noticed that when I took an extra step towards her, she would take another, as if trying to avoid contact with me. We walk to the next story. As we talk, my mom wanders and opens the power supply box on the side of the wall. Mrs. K tells her "Don't touch that please."

Non-Lucid Dream
-I'm a using a flat structure to fly over the school blacktop. By using it in a steady fanning motion, not too fast, I rise higher and higher. I glide over some trees. I turn into a red balloon and come down towards a boy. He doesn't want me. As a balloon, I feel rejected and leave into the sky, sad music plays as if its a movie.

i dont remember much of this dream but i know i was playing netball although the hoops were only waist high and wernt big enough to fit the ball through. i also remember saying toaster and all the teams laughed! pretty random huh!

So this is a dream I had from last night <3

I was at the church with the guy I like. I was sitting on the stairs near the stage area in the front of the sanctuary. I was sitting on the right side where the drums are. After a while I stood up and we walked around the sanctuary, it was just the two of us. For some reason, he randomly was outside and I could see him out the window. It was overcast, and there was a slight drizzle of rain. He came back in and we stood on the stage, this time over to the left in the back of the stage. He held me close to him and...(I'm not sure how to explain this) put his forehead on mine and touched the end of my nose with his. He looked into my eyes and I saw my own emotions reflecting back at me. He just stared into my eyes for a long time, until, slowly, the dream faded into darkness and I woke up, my heart beating quickly in my chest.


What I find weird, is that when I dream about him, everything feels real, like it should happen. When I wake up, I'm surprised that it was only a dream. I don't understand why I dream about him so much, and why we're always at church when I dream about him.

I wonder if he likes me just as I like him, because in this dream, I felt so close to him, and we realized just how strong the bond was between us. He acts like he likes me, but I can't be sure. It's just, I wish these dreams would come true, but I don't know... Maybe there's no chance of me and him ever being more than friends, but well... I won't go on and on...

Please comment, thank you.

Dream journals make me uncomfortable. Anytime I've ever tried to write down my dreams, and I've tried a lot, it always seems to diminish the true importance of the dream. I'm sure everyone here has experienced this. So, until I get comfortable enough to start putting my dreams on here, I'm going to write a few entries about my experience with lucid dreaming. This is kind of important anyway, because in order to understand any dreams I post, you kind of have to know my dreams have evolved.

Before I could lucid dream, I had a lot of nightmares. The very first dream I remember having (I think I was about four) was a nightmare:

I walked into a dark cave. In its belly was a massive snake with glowing red eyes, who (of course) could talk.

From then on, my dreams mainly consisted of nightmares. Some of them are slightly hilarious looking back:

A group of teenage boys with tattoos watched and laughed as a fried chicken leg chased me down and tried to eat me.

And some of them are still seriously disturbing:

I was laying in my bed (I was probably five at this point) playing with my favorite Lamb Chop doll. (This doll existed in real life.) It was one of those toys that had the pull-string on the back which you could pull and it would say something like "I love you!" or "Let's be friends!". In the dream, I was pulling on this string, giggling with delight when the doll said "There's a man at your window". I looked up and there was the dark silhouette of a man standing right outside.

But this was nothing compared to what would come later. When I was about six, my parents got me some bunk beds. I didn't have any siblings, so I got to have the bunk bed all to myself. (I would like to clarify, because I definitely don't want anyone to get the wrong impression, that my parents were very poor and I was definitely not given everything I wanted. This was just one of those special presents my parents saved up for.) Being a kid, I was excited to sleep on the top bunk. So I did, for several weeks. Until one day I finally decided to sleep on the bottom bunk. That night I had a dream that topped them all:

I was in a field of burning debris. Looking back, it resembled what we suspect a nuclear fallout would look like. I am running for my life, because I am being chased by a panther. I always instinctively knew it was a panther, even though I was too afraid to stop running or to look back.

Being a superstitious child, I refused to sleep on the bottom bunk again for a long time. Sometimes I would try to be brave (at the behest of my parents) and I would sleep on the bottom bunk again, only to have the same exact dream as before. I was convinced that there was something unlucky about sleeping on the bottom bunk. I realize now that I was actually beginning to control my dreams without realizing it. I had convinced myself that sleeping on the bottom bunk would give me this dream, and it did.

Then one day I overheard my dad telling my mother that he heard something interesting on the radio. If you are having a dream that you are being chased by something, you should simply turn around and ask the thing that is chasing you why it is chasing you in the first place! My parents laughed about this and said something along the lines of "What idiots! You can't just do that in a dream!". But that night, I crept into the bottom bunk without telling my parents (I didn't want to make a big deal of it) and this is what I dreamt:

I was back in the field of debris being chased by the panther. But this time I stopped running immediately and turned around to face the panther. She was beautiful. She stopped immediately and sat down, looking at me curiously. I asked her why she was chasing me. She smiled and said "Ah, you listened to your parents. Good," and sleekly ran away.

I immediately woke up. I can't even begin to explain my excitement. I'm sure I told my parents what happened, but I'm pretty sure they just patted me on the head and told me to go play outside or something. But everything about my life changed from that night. I had a secret super power.

Bihon's Dream

I was walking around this shop, as I browsed through items, I was already lucid. Wanting to experiment with items in my dream, I went to get a bar of red soap. It cost 11 dollars, and I left the counter trying to conjure up some money. I tried materializing some in my hands, and in my pockets, but those had failed. I ran towards a potted plant and knew some would've been there, and there was 10 dollar bill. It wasn't enough, slowly losing my lucidity, I prowled around the city, which was very decayed. Only a few people were around, mostly little kids at every landmark. In this place, I knew by heart that money respawned there (like an RPG game) but still it wasn't enough.

I went to a place for a job training. It seemed to be the boss's house that we went to, and it was very cramped inside. There were alot of us, all women my height. There were also a few fake customers in the trial, and it was soon my turn to try and take their orders. The scene seemed to be hectic. Soon after, the boss (now materialized into a frog) was evaluating us. So far, people have passed, but when he got to me, he had said he can't give me the job. I tried to explain that it was the very first job that I applied for, and when I said I was very confident of my skills, he had interrupted me, and had said something offensive. I imagined stabbing him (being a frog) then throwing him across the room. I left the house, realizing I was in my neighbourhood, but I couldn't find my house. The sky was dark, as if it was about to rain. The whole neighbourhood was bigger than it was, seemingly like a maze, I walked around it. I told myself that I wish I had a bike to move around easier, and I was soon on a peculiar black one. I was a random guy though, his brother on it with me. We both had leather jackets, our hair gelled back. I almost fell a couple of times, but regained control. We found this house, and the scene moved in to go through the walls. There was this girl, and soon, I was her, the scene was cut again and again to show a book about a dog's story, like a narrative. Inside the house was nicely decorated, like a mansion. There was a golden dachshund with me, and accordingly to the book, it was having seizures. It would seem to drown for a second, then had seizures again and again. I jumped into a bath tub with it, and it was painful to watch it suffer. I was also on the phone with her apparent 'dad'.

I awoke, and slept again.

There was this group of kids who entered a witch's house. I think I was a part of the group. They hid, and soon the witch entered her room, smiling creepily, and she knew that the kids were there as she plucked them out one by one.

I was in a high place with a couple of scientists. We were in a dire situation, but I had no idea what the reason was. Below us I could see a neighbourhood, and we had to throw people down to it, someone who would would be able to change it (?) . There was this certain scientist I asked his name for, since I had to write his name down, and I knew that he would sabotage the plan. There was also a rat. Something had exploded. Soon later, the scene was in turmoil, and it was as if we were falling towards the ground.

Fragments: People dressed as crabs and lobsters in a convention. . .

CAME TO ME LIKE A HURRICANE
But I sort of expected it

It all started as a fuzzy dream I would not intend to remember anyway... Part one was kinda weird, no logic activity at all! The second came to me like a hurricane, but I kinda expected it would.

PART ONE
I was being called up by a friend of mine I don't even know well, he lives in another country & said he was in my home city. He said he was in the graffitti alley & he had a girl with him who he said my father told him was the only number 8 I could ever get.

That being a little depressing to hear, and the fact that it didn't confuse me, stayed behind. So I was warping through all sorts of areas in all fuzziness. Until part two... The mirror...

PART TWO
What happened next was unbelievable, I have never had such a touching experience in my dream. Now first some background.. I was trying to attain lucidity for quite some time when it hit me in a dream once. I knew I was dreaming, even without any reality check, but was too lazy to actualy try and intervent.

I hated myself for that, how could I let good oppurtunities slip? Bottom line is, I pretty much know when I'm dreaming, simply because I feel the paralisys on my body. I feel the fuzziness all over! Only then I do reality checks, & my hands are projected just fine in my dreams, so that one failed.

The nose pinch technique was new, I tried that more & more rather than checking my hand. So back to my dream now, I was standing near the mirror, but enough not to look in it (I HAVE A FEAR FOR THAT). I felt fuzzy, I thought I was dreaming, pinched my nose & tried to breathe, WTH? I DID STILL BREATHE! I instantly got sucked into the mirror flying off into a black void spinning crazy!

I then thought to myself, shit i'm losing it here, if I let this happen to go on I could wake up. Note that logics & common sense come back to me. I woke up, pinched my nose & instantly realised the false awakening! I got up & was standing in my room, I was happy & decided to try for my next goal: flying! I opened the curtains & saw the blue sky, but jumping & all that failed... Not enough confidence... I started thinking.

Maybe I need an axe to break the glass & then I'll be free? Maybe just open the window! Go outside? I went outside, running barefoot on the wet asphalt, jumping hoping to fly, but with no effect. I felt my stamina failing on me, I spawned back underneath my room, which was a butcher shop, weirdly enough, I looked through a vent which had salami hanging on the sides, up to the blue sky, hoping to fly there!

I got back to my room, saw my father in the hallway, which is impossible, ran downstairs but then I woke up, for real. Goal still not achieved. Maybe I'll try something easier, like driving a car or do something awesome that I have done in real life already.