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NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, first of all, I just wanna say, this isn't really my 9th lucid dream. I just haven't been logging all my LDs on here, and I didn't wanna skip numbers, so...let's just pretend, shall we?

Also, I'm pretty happy I had this lucid, it took me out of a dry spell I've been stuck in.

Anyways, let's get on with it, shall we?

Unfortunately, I can't recall the beginning of the dream or how I became lucid. I just remember the lucid parts.

I'm standing in my school hallway, and somehow I become lucid. I do remember confirming it with several RCs. I'm standing at the bottom of a small set of stairs, and since The Office is one of my absolute favorite shows of all time, I decided to find the character Jim appear. Luckily, I don't have to do much work, because he appears in the middle of a mob of kids moving down the hallway. And (guess what) he looks depressed.


(As a side note, I'd like to point out that I almost always dream of people being sad when I try and make them appear in lucid dreams. I don't think it reflects anything in real life or anything like that, but...I dunno.)

Anyways, so, I get bored of depressed Jim in like, two seconds. From past experience in lucid dreams, pretty much nothing I do helps lighten their mood, so I move on with my dream. I run down the hall, very excited to be lucid. I come across my good friend N, and I tell her that I'm dreaming. She is amazed but believes me. I look over at a classroom just to see my middle school algebra teacher standing there. And she's angry. She's got her hands on her hips and she's staring at me in a very intimidating way.

She yells at me and N and tells us that we better get back in class right now and finish our work. At this point, I can only think, 'Are you kidding me?', and N and I run away from her. I come across a big mob of kids in the hall and tell them too that since this is just a dream, they can do whatever they want. They all get very excited and start running and flying around the school. Eventually, I come across my algebra teacher again. She's even angrier and says I need to finish my math work. I say, "Right, like I'm gonna waste a lucid dream doing math homework."

I start to run away again, with this huge group of kids.

I can also vaguely recall some non lucid parts that have something to do with the arctic, a military hideout, and a lighthouse, all somehow connected with each other. But that's all I can remember.

Well, it definitely wasn't the most exciting lucid in the world, but it was something. I'm hoping for better luck tonight!

7/8/2011
I'm trying to solve an interesting puzzle. I keep stumbling across clues, wandering around the wilderness (of Runescape). I find chests and kill goblins and collect the pages. Each one has one red letter on it. When put together, the letters form a message. Some of the goblins have throwing knives. There's a lot of fenced in areas. It makes it hard to navigate (why the hell did they add fences? ngh). Eventually I get close to the last page (I can guess the missing letter). I am in a fenced in area with a goblin, which I kill, and a female friend. We talk. I forget what about.

I finally solve the puzzle, collecting all of the pages and revealing the secret message: "Say friend and ?get food?." I comment on how lame and unoriginal the first three words are.

I go to the one building. There are quite a few students there. I walk up to the table that has two people at it. They are part of the puzzle thing somehow. I show them I've solved it, which somehow leads to to getting the two magic words (they are like the magic words from the Demon Slayer quest in Runescape: gabindo and orindum or something). I am about to go test them out when the table guy stops me. There is some confusion. He says I signed up for a group shopping trip (for groceries and such) and never showed up. I explain to him that I always take the bus, by myself, to get groceries. He won't accept it and keeps pressing the issue, and I keep explaining. It's very frustrating. I just want to get on with the puzzle thing. Eventually switch to talking to a supervisor type (possible he changed into the supervisor). I decide to walk off at some point.

I go into the other room. It's dark. There is some sort of poster or clue there. I try out the first magic word. It takes me to a room with a bunch of levers. They are connected somehow. Pulling one moves another, but only a certain distance and then it's stuck because they are at right angles with each other. It's meant to be solved with a group, but I'm alone since the guy delayed me. I leave.

The supervisor harasses me some more. I just want to be left alone. I HATE being called a liar. He says I've been acting odd. Others have noticed. He says I'm withdrawn lately and everyone thinks I'm acting coldly. Eventually he comes out and says he thinks I'm a sociopath. I am outraged. I am walking away outside and he is following. I tell him he has no right to judge, as he's not a psychologist or psychiatrist or anything of the sort. My actual therapist says I've got major depression and dysthymia, he can ask her (but I'm a little afraid she will turn on me too).

I'm running away holding laundry (where did the laundry come from?). I borrow a friend's car to get away. I park the car to mope, with my head in my hands, bowed over the steering wheel and laundry. A guy thinks I am weird of have money or something. There are a lot of jocks and cheerleader types walking past. The guy forces his way into the car and harasses me about hiding money or something. The car moves forward a bit. I tell the guy to get the fuck out and leave me alone. I go back to moping and am thinking about using the second magic word (they have an effect when going through doors) to get away. I'm upset and depressed about being misjudged and falsely accused.

A different dream, I think. I see my friend's dog, but he is all black instead of black and white. I pet him, but he growls at me and lightly bites me. Then he turns into my brother, D. I think, hang on a minute, I must be dreaming. I get much too excited and wake up. But I don't check if I am actually awake, and I have more dreams after that, so it was probably a false awakening.

Fragments. A lot of people are into a book that some guru type wrote. I remember something about driving and tall buildings. A microwave that is on while open. I hurriedly get out of the way and turn it off. There is a guy who keeps rolling down staircases. A friend would warn me about it, but one time he warns me too late, and I get hit. The power is out. A friend shut off the power, a bit at a time.

I somehow hurt my gums, and there is a bit of loose skin. I yank it out. It hurts, and I taste blood. It seems I hurt myself worse than I thought. I look at what came out, and it keeps getting bigger the longer I look at it, until it ends up looking like a handful of strands of ground meat. I tear it apart and throw it away. That was very alarming and gross and worrying.

Day 2 of taking B-complex 100mg. 11/16

Took b-complex in the morning, bed at 11:45 pm. Had some dreams about taking Galantimine (I thinking about taking it when my order arrives). Dreams were not clear, nor vivid.

Day 3
B-complex at 2:45 pm. Bed past 1:30 am 11/17
I have a feeling a have dreamt about GTA (I played all day IWL). Not clear nor vivid.

Day 4 - 50 mg of b6, only half of what I took the days before
B-complex 1 hour before bed, Choline right before bed 11/18
remember more dreams and more details
I'm in Himalayas in a gift shop. Looking for a preticular gift shop, because I know I have been there on a previous trip and they had some great postcards but I didn't have time to buy them. So I want to buy them this time. They don't have them, so I want to buy tibetan or nepalese wooden bead necklace, but hey have only something really big. I want something simle. Finally find the gift shop with the postcards.
There is a vendor by whose accent I guess he is polish. But his wife speaks to me in slovak. Suddenly there is another friend of mine - former classmate.

I pulled an all-nighter on the 17th, so I didn't do a dream journal entry. This night, I was planning on just taking a break, but I felt I needed to write down this dream. I had other dreams, but this one stood out.

I'm probably missing a few details, but this is the general gist of it.

The dream started out, and I was this character in a TV show. I'm pretty sure I was Robert DeNiro. The dream started in the middle of the show, so I didn't know what was going on. This black guy, who I think was my partner, was standing next to me, and we were talking to this guy in front of us, who was supposed to be giving us orders or something. We were in this well-lit room with blue pipes all around. Anyway, the guy giving us orders said, "So then, we gotta go after him, and beat him up." I interrupted him with, "I'm sorry, who's 'him'? I just got here, so I don't know the plot or what's going on." He specified that it was just this guy who we needed to beat up. I wasn't okay with that. So then we're walking through the halls of my school, which is like a mix between my high school and my elementary school, and I'm trying to avoid this group I'm supposed to be with to beat up the guy. My dream cut to a shot of them beating up this random guy, and he was pinned down in this circle they formed. I knew I was breaking this HUGE rule by not helping them, so I was getting a little scared. While avoiding them and trying to get away, I ran into Kate in the hall. She was confused and I was a little distraught so I began explaining to her, "Look, I was watching this show, and then I was in the show, but my character was having this dream where he was watching the show too, so we both didn't know what was going on, but now I'm not with them, and I'm supposed to be and they might come after me and so we probably need to hide." At this point I wasn't DeNiro anymore. But anyway, we go to this room and we build these large, wooden, towering platforms, which were layered on top of each other. The entrance to the room we were in was down a flight of stairs and through a door. I knew we weren't hidden very well. The room itself was too large to be inside any building, and instead of a ceiling, you could see the night sky through these branches and leaves. There were stacks and stacks of random objects and items (TV's, paint cans, old furniture, wooden scraps) off to the right, and there was a large, pink/violet, window to the left which seemed to be a shimmering, physical embodiment of magic. The platforms we built were very tall, and we hid on the top one. We had all of these bags of money, and we spread them around the top platform with us, and our plan was that if they entered the room to look for us, we would lay down flat on the platform, and for some reason this was supposed to make us hidden.

Anyway, we stayed hidden on that platform for a few days, although the sky remained night. Over the course of the days, Kate and I stayed mostly silent towards each other, although there was this strange, emotional connection between us that I wouldn't describe as love or friendship, but they are the first words that come to mind. Really, it felt like a pure feeling of familiarity, or just a "knowing" feeling. At the same time it felt like she was rejecting a love that I didn't even have for her. Better put, we knew that we were going to die, and because of this, we felt closer, although we didn't love each other. This feeling seemed to alternate with an unrequited love feeling. It was very strange. As the days passed, Kate and I got intimate a few times, perhaps out of boredom, and there was always a sense of doom in the air, as if I was just waiting for them to find us and kill us. I was sad and a little worried, but I knew there was nothing we could do about it. This is what was going to happen, no buts about it. Sometimes, it seemed like I knew this wasn't going to end well, but as far as she was concerned, things weren't that bad. Kate seemed unhappy for the whole time we stayed on that platform, and while there were times where we would just lay down, her head upon my shoulder, and gaze up at the night sky, it was like she only did this because she knew that this was the last moments of her life. A feeling of dread overthrew any feeling of love, or familiarity I may have felt in the dream, because I knew I got us into this mess, and it was all my fault that she was going to die. I remember on one of the days, I found these capsules. Each capsule, when used, would fire off like a rocket into the sky and explode like a firework. It was very pretty. I showed these to Kate to try to cheer her up, but it didn't work.

On the final day, we heard a group of people coming down the stairs. Kate and I laid down on the platform like our original plan, although I knew this wasn't going to really keep us hidden for long. I felt such sorrow and guilt for dragging her into this. The group entered the room, and looked around for a bit. They were all wearing these police-like uniforms, with astronaut helmets that had police lights on top. Their heads were very round, and their bodies were very cartoonishly shaped. After a few tense seconds, they looked up, and saw us. They started shooting at us with these guns that weren't flamethrowers, but shot flames. The flames hit some of the paint cans, and they exploded as if they were reserves of gasoline. Kate and I were immediately set on fire, and melted in the most violent and gruesome display of death I had ever dreamed of.

After this, I awoke on top of the platform, in daylight (still dreaming), with Kate nowhere in sight. I was a little confused and worried about this, but I knew it was only a matter of time before the group comes and destroys the place, and my priority was leaving. As I climbed down from the platform, I felt guilty. I felt like I was cheating Kate, and just leaving her there, even though I knew she wasn't there. I felt like a hypocrite, as if I kept her there because we had no choice but to die, but here I was climbing down to leave. When I reached the bottom, I walked over to the giant window and opened it. I looked back at the platform, which was now two couches on the ground with blankets on them. One blanket in particular looked as if someone had just gotten out of it, with one corner folded open. Running out of time, I quickly ran over to it, scrambled it around so that it looked like it had been there for ages (dream logic), and ran back to window. I thought about hanging off of the ledge of the window until they came and went, but then I noticed this floating, translucent, magic block that I could stand on. It was the same, shimmering, pink/violet color of the window. I climbed on top of it. I looked back at the room, where I could see the group now entering. Then I looked up at the moon while the block ascended into the stars.

My dream last night was strange, because it was both non-lucid, and lucid. It started out as non, then later on I was holding a teddy bear of all things. I didn't feel any attachment to it, it was like I was just looking it over. I don't remember everything I said, I do however remember saying "...when I wake up..." then snap, my conscious mind kicked in and I realized I was dreaming.

The strange part was throughout most of my dream I was trying to get away from a group of people. I wasn't afraid of them, nor did I fear they would harm me, I just didn't want to be around them. I also remember moving through a massive warehouse, in the process of trying to get away from these people I was running across large stacks of everything. Luggage, mattresses, containers, and I'm talking stacked dozens of feet high, like 20-30. I also remember jumping through a pane of glass that shattered, leaving a shard in my forehead. I just removed it and kept going.

There was also a search, I and another group of people were searching for some ruins, which we determined were likely located on the site where the warehouse sat. We searched for some time without success, I was about to leave, and not being able to find a door I was about to knock a hole in the wall, not uncommon for me in dreams. I stomped my foot getting ready to do a shoulder ram when the floor gave out, I fell, and found the ruins we were looking for, I don't remember much after that.

There was also some racing involved, like Mario Kart, only very competitive and at extremely high speeds, in the first race I took 4th, then 1st in the second, and in the third I blew the engine on my racer and ended up dead last. I also bitched about only winning twelve grand cause I thought I could do better.

I know this all may sound strange, but my dreams often shift settings and I can only remember small fragments usually.

All I remember was trying to get my horse to turn invisible.

I have no idea how I had gotten there but I was in my old house in Idaho. I went inside and saw everything extremely vivid and in great detail. All the walls and everything was just so realistic I never thought to do a reality check unfortunately. Still as the dream progressed some more stuff happened just going around and there was some girl who I've never seen before. I forgot to write this dream down in the morning unfortunately but I just know it was extremely realistic, and when I woke up it really sort of jarred me to realize it was a dream.

This time I started in somewhere I don't know and touched a paper and it teleported me to Ocean City. I was at my old apartment and I was following some Jet Skis, I don't know why but I ran back to the apartment on the bay and then my friends appeared some how as well as my science teacher.

Me and my friends went out and got some metal and my teacher told me that was illegal so I lied to him. I then tried to teleport back home with the paper for awhile but it did not work, so I went out back and took a car and some lady came out yelling at us, so she went back inside and pulled out a pistol and tried to shoot us in the car but she missed and we got away.

The other night I was dreaming that I was at my house with my fiance and my son. UFO's had been being spotted all over the area and were abducting people. They were coming and leaving and then returning. Upon one of their returns I knew I was next. I started telling my fiance that we needed to run, now. Right then, a bright blue and white light shone through the door.

I started getting a telepathic message from them and they were telling me not to run, not to hide. I didn't listen, I took my son and started running outside towards this really big RV. When we got inside, there were other people there from the area and I got behind the wheel. There was this strange ball that was used to control the vehicle. Someone was trying to tell me how to use it but I was in such a hurry that I just started driving it. It was moving so fast and I had to use the ball to slow down. I ended up driving down this ditch and felt like I was just gliding above the road.

Woke up.

Had a dream the other night about an old house I used to live in when I was a little girl. I had walked by it and realized that I could go inside. It was really dark inside and I crawled in through the window. I started finding lots of things that we used to have and many of my toys from then. I found some cd's that were my sisters and soon realized that this house was connected to another one. There were toilets, sinks, and bathtubs appearing all over though. They were high-tech looking, and one toilet had a strange looking sink right next to it; it looked more like a fountain.

Can't really remember much else. Vivid, vivid dreams.

5 Dollar a gallon gas, africa and bullriders and healers...


It started I was driving around some town and came to a gas station on an otherwise deserted corner...I noticed the gas was $5.25 a gallon, and i was shocked! I kept saying tio myself, "i reslly should take a picture of this..nobody would believe me otherwise" I stood there staring at the multiple price signs over and over again, then an old lady walked out of her car and said to me..."you need to go to Africa" all of a sudden, dream shifted, I was in africa...and i was helping uinload a large truck full of african kids of all ages...as i helped the last one out of the truck, i suddenyl noticed a small flat box sitting infront of me..i picked it up and handed it to the kid and he smiled and did a silly dance and ran away...weird... i hopped off the truck and saw 2 guys riding brahma bulls running in my direction, then i noticed they were chasing a regular cow calf.....the calf looked at me and ran behind the truck between the truck and a huge warehouse that wasnt there moments ago.....and it crouched down ontop a big pile of blankets and was watching the two bullriders under the truck...they looked at me and i shrugged and they rode away..as i turned to check on the calf...i was in a holet room somewhere and there was a witchdoctor/healer type guy there and he was chasing me around the room he kept telling me to move my arms in certain directions etc..he also kept saying he could heal my bad arms..over and over again (IRW i do have messed up shoulders..) he then showed me a video of myself running around an odd obstacle course and every so often i would pickup a log over my head and throw it.....interesting cure =)

dream shifted

I was walking down a city street somewhere and all the shops and businesses etc were below street level, you had to walk down a flight of stairs to get to every door on the street, i walked by a place that had only a movie theater type ticket window sticking out the front of the building and there was an old lady sitting in the booth and there was a small crowdof people standing around the booth and one guy had his head tipped down so he could speak through the little opening in the bottom of the booth window, and he kept asking "so where DO we get our mail" woke up...

Musical Glide:
The first dream of this night, I was in a open place on a way that went down a really long way. I sorta started to glide down there and the music (for the first time) involved primarily music (there was music in reality but the track in the dream was completely independent), it really got my bashed mood (fell asleep with a terrible mood) high up and simply induced an overall awesome feeling.

Limes and Stuff:
I was in a city and the dream primarily involved Limes (Green ones as well as unripe yellow ones) on a tree in the middle of a city. I remember having a conversation with a bunch of DCs about the limes.

Odd memory:
I was back in my old favourite boarding school. I was recalling different (unreal) states of my boarding school, especially two big ones, one symbolized by blue the other by red. There was also a logo for the school which changed together with the phase (the first logo looked a lot like the one of my current city).

Thebeastofold's Dream


5 Dollar a gallon gas, africa and bullriders and healers...


It started I was driving around some town and came to a gas station on an otherwise deserted corner...I noticed the gas was $5.25 a gallon, and i was shocked! I kept saying tio myself, "i reslly should take a picture of this..nobody would believe me otherwise" I stood there staring at the multiple price signs over and over again, then an old lady walked out of her car and said to me..."you need to go to Africa" all of a sudden, dream shifted, I was in africa...and i was helping uinload a large truck full of african kids of all ages...as i helped the last one out of the truck, i suddenyl noticed a small flat box sitting infront of me..i picked it up and handed it to the kid and he smiled and did a silly dance and ran away...weird... i hopped off the truck and saw 2 guys riding brahma bulls running in my direction, then i noticed they were chasing a regular cow calf.....the calf looked at me and ran behind the truck between the truck and a huge warehouse that wasnt there moments ago.....and it crouched down ontop a big pile of blankets and was watching the two bullriders under the truck...they looked at me and i shrugged and they rode away..as i turned to check on the calf...i was in a holet room somewhere and there was a witchdoctor/healer type guy there and he was chasing me around the room he kept telling me to move my arms in certain directions etc..he also kept saying he could heal my bad arms..over and over again (IRW i do have messed up shoulders..) he then showed me a video of myself running around an odd obstacle course and every so often i would pickup a log over my head and throw it.....interesting cure =)

dream shifted

I was walking down a city street somewhere and all the shops and businesses etc were below street level, you had to walk down a flight of stairs to get to every door on the street, i walked by a place that had only a movie theater type ticket window sticking out the front of the building and there was an old lady sitting in the booth and there was a small crowdof people standing around the booth and one guy had his head tipped down so he could speak through the little opening in the bottom of the booth window, and he kept asking "so where DO we get our mail" woke up...

12.11.2011

The Dream where I was Torn between the Man I Love and my Family (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was supposed to meet the man I love in a place (town? Resort?) by the sea, after not seeing him for months. I was very excited, but then I learnt that my parents were coming to see me too (I haven't seen them in as long).
I wanted to see my parents, but I was pissed that they were spoiling my reunion with Joan, all the more so since I'd pointedly avoided introducing them in the last year. I told them so on the phone and they were angry.
I was at the place already. I decided to let my parents come, and called Joan to tell him of the situation and that we could meet later. The next morning, I greeted my parents, and a minute later Joan appeared. He looked very good and smiled at me with a look saying he got things under control and he'd make sure to make a good impression on my parents, and I smiled back, reassured.

12.11.2011

The Dream where I was Torn between the Man I Love and my Family (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was supposed to meet the man I love in a place (town? Resort?) by the sea, after not seeing him for months. I was very excited, but then I learnt that my parents were coming to see me too (I haven't seen them in as long).
I wanted to see my parents, but I was pissed that they were spoiling my reunion with Joan, all the more so since I'd pointedly avoided introducing them in the last year. I told them so on the phone and they were angry.
I was at the place already. I decided to let my parents come, and called Joan to tell him of the situation and that we could meet later. The next morning, I greeted my parents, and a minute later Joan appeared. He looked very good and smiled at me with a look saying he got things under control and he'd make sure to make a good impression on my parents, and I smiled back, reassured.

I had dream where I was driving a large truck. It was an older model (probably 1980's) and I was having trouble controlling it. Not like "trouble turning the wheel" control but it wouldn't brake when I braked and sometimes would turn in the complete opposite direction I turned the wheel. This often led me to weaving through oncoming traffic. Not the most fun dream I've ever had. There was also something about rigging the car with a remote control but I don't know how or where that fits in.