Well, I had a dream last night to where one of my old friends from another town was on the schoolbus and was being mean to a girl, and I asked "...why are you being mean to her??" and he couldn't think of anything to say, and off to the side I was thinking "oh my gosh I can't think of anything for him to say..." at which point for some reason I didn't become lucid by realizing I was directing a play of sorts. Unless I was already semi-lucid?? it happens sometimes. Another dream or part of the dream was I was in a museum and I had made an art piece and people said modern art was too expencive nowadays or something and I was like "0.e"
Whoop, second recall in a row (which for me is a huge improvement). I could recall it very well too, which makes it even better. 9th of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment I find myself at school, though the setting was slightly strange, for I wasn't in any ordinary lesson. I was being tutored in German along with someone else by a teacher whose features I cannot remember. The bell rings, prompting me to go another lesson, ICT class. Instead of going straight to that lesson however, I walk into the school library, where I stand and wait for a couple of minutes, waiting to look into a folder that holds all the marks I had received. (Though there probably were other students in that folder as well) Finally I get to look through it quickly, then I remember I was supposed to be at ICT class at that time. I want to leave, but the librarian holds me back and tells me to store the book in a place that is neither too damp nor too dry. I walk over to one of the plants and pick it up (Must have thought she was referring to me storing the plant in a proper environment), I open a door that is supposed to lead to a room filled with computers and wiring. I find the room to be remarkably tidy, without computers and wiring littering the place. Instead of the computer dude I expected, I find two students in the room. I'm hesitant to continue and look back at the librarian and point at the plant I'm holding. She shakes her head, telling me I'm really supposed to store that folder somewhere appropriate. I walk out of the library and into the computer room that is located right next to it. I hand in the notebook to the teacher for some reason... I expect to be sent out of class and punished for being late, but my teacher says that the class has already started working on exercise 37. I turn around and find that the class is filled with people that aren't supposed to be there, as a result, my seat has already been taken. Nevertheless I find myself a seat (through rather magical means, as I just found myself there) As I review the exercise, my teacher explains that everyone can perform a 'is greater than 1' comparison and that is as redundant as 'FTW' (I know, my dreams are a bit crazy). I look at the assignment, of which I can only remember the '>=' operator and 3 or 4 numbers all greater than 900 (one of which was 900). I suddenly find myself in a different world, slightly reminiscent of Halo Reach. There are two other people with me, both wearing armour. A woman holds a sniper rifle. I run out the cave, and find gravity to reverse on me, causing me to drop back into the cave, where gravity resets itself. I continue to jump out the cave several times with similar result (possibly to impress the lady)I get her to follow me in said activity. Jump out the cave once more and wake up. Most detailed recap of a dream so far afaik.
I am in some sort of group in a school (highschool?). One guy, two girls, and me. The two girls are complaining about being "slightly too fat." We are, as a group, using little push vacuums (floor sweepers?) on the table we are at. No idea why. It is now time to go to school lunch. We go downstairs into the cafeteria. I am waiting in line. I listen to "In the Hall of the Mountain King" in my head. It is an FM synth chiptune version. Like this, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZNvMJjKSis , but with instrument quality like this, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBiIr-bFiKM. I watched the second video the day before, but searched for the first today to see if I could find one. The song playing on the loudspeaker ends and starts up with the same song I have in my head. I find that to be a strange coincidence. I think of posts I have read on dreamviews that say "Well this can't be happening, I must be dreaming!" I find it silly to me, but I do a reality check, the nose plug, anyways. I can feel my breath flowing through my nose. I try it again. I lose my visuals I remember the thick steak fries in the little paper thing next to me on the stand. I imagine grabbing them and stuffing them into my mouth. I try to imagine the thick potatoey texture and flavor. I also lick some sort of meat covered in barbecue sauce. I have my visuals. I run upstairs. I don't remember why. It's not quite as vivid as I would like it to be, nor am I thinking as clearly as I could be. It's dark upstairs. After fiddling with the light switch, it is dim. I decide to try fireballs from my hand. I try forcefully opening my hands and imagining fireballs. It keeps failing. I am eventually pulled out of the dream into waking life.
Nonlucid Lucid Partially lucid False awakening March 10, '11: This WILD led directly into a false awakening. I got up out of bed and went to the kitchen. The cabinet opened slightly by itself and I was a little scared. I went back into my room and thought to do a reality check. As I realized I was dreaming, I sort of dived or fell into bed and woke up. But I didn't move and I entered a lucid dream. I did the nose pinch to confirm that I was dreaming. I looked in a small mirror on my wall and the reflection scared me. I rubbed my hands together and looked at them to stabilize. Then I licked the blanket on my bed because I remembered the thread on the DV forum about licking things in lucid dreams. The blanket didn't feel or taste like anything. I licked the carpet and it felt like you would expect it to. There was even lint still on my tongue after. I left my room and saw a cat lying in the hallway. I asked him if he could be my dream guide (this was my current dream goal. I thought since there is almost always a cat in my dreams, maybe one could be my dream guide.) He just grunted and I took that to mean "no." I went into the kitchen and said "It's me!" meaning, the dreamer. I'm not sure what happened next, but I woke up. Again, I didn't move and I started another lucid dream, back in my old bedroom. there was a larger mirror this time. I played around with my reflection, dancing and moving my arms around. i tried to poke my finger through my palm, but it didn't work properly. then I licked the metal bed post and it tasted weird. I left my room again, repeating "I'm dreaming." There were lots of cats in the kitchen, running around and playing, and fighting some. I wanted to ask my cat, Wilton, if he could be my dream guide, but he wouldn't stop long enough. I picked up a white kitten that I did not recognize and asked if it it could be my dream guide. The cat did not respond. It just acted like a playful kitten. I asked if this were a lesson to show that I wasn't in full control. If so, I said, "that lesson has already been beat into the ground." The cat turned into something scary and I woke up.
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