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Colorful Birds and Pandas [Non-Lucid]

I was at the park with a couple girls, who I can't really identify now. It was a very foggy day outside and we were just hanging around on some jungle gym, but somewhere down the line it began to double as an apartment complex. For a good amount of the dream it was raining and so at the point my memory really starts to come in we were just waiting for the girl who lived in the complex to find her keys and open her door so we could go inside. However, she wanted to smoke weed first for some reason. She pulled a pipe out of nowhere that had a bowl in it that was clearly already cashed, but she tried to hit it anyway. Afterwards she reaches out to pass it to the other girl who declines, and I look down over the railing and see a lot of big, brightly colored birds walking all over the playground. Since this girl basically wasn't letting us into her apartment, we soon just started climbing back down off the jungle gym while talking about how the birds must be in season.

As we start walking away from the park we part ways and I come across a house that looks essentially exactly like mine on the neighboring street, but the area is nothing like where I live. I'm somehow struck with the knowledge that this house must have been built specifically to attract those strange birds, and pandas. I turn around to look across the street and see a panda barreling towards me and I'm happy that one has arrived, but suddenly I begin to question if we've tried having a panda before and it didn't work out and so maybe this is bad idea. I seem to have forgotten that this isn't my house at this point, and I've definitely never owned a panda before.... Out of nowhere, I feel as though my tongue has swollen or closed up my throat, preventing me from breathing. I became understandably freaked out and spent the rest of the dream trying to take breaths through my nose as deeply as I could, with little success, and just continued to struggle until I woke up.

Bus crash:Non-Lucid
This dream scene is the first that I recall. I was on a school bus with many children that seemed familiar to me. I wasn't lucid at the time and I noticed my ex sitting in a seat across from me. We talked for a little bit and things seemed very light hearted and different. After talking to her, I don't remember why but I realized my attention was focused mainly through the front window of the bus and when I turned around, the whole back half of the bus was gone and I could only see the road and the cars behind us. It was completely severed off like the airplane in Lost that broke in half in mid-air. Next thing I recall, I was with a group of people (I presume the ones that were sitting in the front half of the bus with me) and the bus had stopped and we were standing around a street in the city, with a highway infront of us looking for the second half. There was this curved cement pillar (the ones that hold up the highways) that was infront of us, and all of a sudden the back half of the bus came into view and was out of control and ended up falling off. The tone of the dream turned very real and I felt this very powerful disturbing feeling as I looked to the bus and there were children covered in blood. Every single one of them were dead and there were puddles of blood everywhere.
Garden of Flowers: Lucid
I started walking off from the scene (which I find to be a common theme in my dreams) and I found myself in a garden of flowers, still in the city. I do not remember exactly when I became lucid but suddenly I realized I was dreaming. The first thing that caught my eye was a tall bunch of white flowers on the side of the garden and I started interpreting it as I would if I were reading a literature story (In waking life, currently reading Fahrenheit 415, in which a character Clarrise is usually associated with the color white) and I looked back at the bus scene and thought of the white flowers signifying hope or purification from the past. I then again realized that I was in my dream, interpreting my dream, in a world created by my own mind and as I thought more and more about this I starting feeling more and more amazed. The garden was like a pathway made with walls of flowers of all kinds and colors, and I observed intensely at the details and thought of how I always waited for the moment to be lucid in my dream again and there I was in that moment experiencing it. I spent quite a bit of time in the garden just observing details and exercising my full control of my awareness. Even though I've lucid dreamed many times before, it still never ceases to amaze me. xD

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some video game and there was some level with pit.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was playing some video game and was talking on dreamviews chat about it, there was one difficult part and i was confirming the steps i need to do in order to solve it.

Dream 3:

I was playing AI War with some newbie player, we were ready to attack the AI Homeworld base, but he was really unsure, i told him that everything will go fine, and if anything, we have shared control over units on. Then we went to attack it with both our fleets, i recall we were using acid sprayer ships for some reason.

I don't think I want to recount the first half because it was kind of...pornographic and that makes me uncomfortable. The last half had to do with a clothing store/sewer. The scenery was vivid at the time but I can't remember it now. I try to get past this young woman and her friends. She keeps making fun of me.
"Why don't you like me?"
I see myself as she sees me and I'm a little disgusted. I've always been well endowed in the chest area, but to her it looks grotesque. I'm wearing a pale green shirt, my breasts look huge.
"You're disgusting, that's why." She looks me over critically and I feel a stab of shame. "You're not even wearing a bra!"
"What do you mean, of course I'm wearing a bra." When I see myself from her point of view it's obvious I'm not, but as soon as I say that I am. She grabs one of my breasts and I slap her hand away.
"Fine, turn around." She rolls her eyes and exchanges a meanly amused look with her friends. "You're not wearing it tightly enough."
I frown and I decide to leave. She mutters something and I yell back at her.
"I'm only a 36--" I realize that isn't true, "A 3...a 32G."
"She can't even remember her size, obviously she's lying."
"I'm not, you can look at the tag on my bra if you don't believe me."
"That isn't necessary."
"Why do you have to be so mean, I only wanted your help. Is it so difficult to help someone instead of ridiculing them?"
She frowns and stares at the floor then smiles a little, it seems genuine.
"Fine. Whenever you get to the end of the road, go and see Dr.______, he can help you."
"Thank you so much."
"Whatever. Don't talk to me again."

I remember pushing a cart through a clothing store and thinking that I need to buy some shorts for summer. I wonder if they have anything I like.

I'm back on the bandwagon here going for some LDs.

I've been trying for a couple of days to start my DJ, but haven't had any success in remembering anything. That's normal, I think. In the past my recall has always improved dramatically over a pretty short period of time of faithful DJ entries, even if it's a little bit slow at the beginning. I've had times where I remembered as many as 3-4 full dreams in one night consistently.

Date: Night of April 30, 2013

I was in a simulation of a space ship. We were doing some kind of mission. Think "Star Trek" kind of a think. This is one of my jobs IRL, is running simulated missions from the outside at a space center that does precisely this kind of thing.

The ship, however, was really big. It had multiple rooms and hallways and stuff, rather than just a one-room bridge like all the simulators at my job IRL.

I was the captain, and there were a good number of people on the ship. One of them was definitely my good friend Jordan L. I don't remember who else was there specifically.

Everything was going smoothly, and I was walking around the ship, as I had found out somehow that there was a large object in one of our cargo bays that the computeru couldn't identify. I was making my way down there to check it out. As I got near, the computer went to red alert and warned everyone onboard that the object in the cargo bay had opened and intruders were getting out of it. There were two people in a stairwell near me, and I went over to them and we all started retreating as a group of three. I had a small (fake) phaser kind of thing, as did the intruders. It wasn't particularly scary, since I'm familar with the concept and all the intruders are just staff members dressed up and carrying fake guns. A group of 2 or 3 of these intruders found us and shot us. We played dead for the required amount of time, and then made our way to a junction in the ship that was supposed to be safe, to rendezvous with some other crew members. I remember being frustrated that my small gun had no effect on any of the intruders.

We were talking it over with the crew members at this junction in the ship, and trying to come up with an action plan to retake control of the ship and get the intruders off, or at least find out who they where, why they were here, etc. etc. Somebody ordered pizza. As the pizza delivery guy came down, I got suspicious and shot him. It turned out he wasn't an intruder, and we had a good laugh as he waited out his death time and then delivered the pizza. I think my other friend and coworker at the space center IRL, BJ W. was there as well at some point.

This is all I can remember.

Hell yea!

14 days after learning about lucid dreaming, I have finally had a tiny glimpse into the world of lucid dreams!

I was an all-star basketball player in my college, and we had our first game of the season. I was super nervous because I have never played basketball on a real school team, but I told myself to believe in my skills. The game was super vivid and fun to play in, and we ended up winning the game.

After the game an older man came up to me, dressed in a black suit. He congratulated me on a game, and then asked me if I knew anyone by the name of Dimitri, or some Russian name. I said no and kind of laughed, but he didn't find it funny. He then said "We know about your brother, and what he did." Suddenly I realized that somehow he though my brother (that I don't have IWL) and I were the Boston Massachusetts bombers, and I panicked. I assured him he was confused and he told me that in five minutes an FBI squad was going to search my room.

I ran back to my room and was freaking out. I knew I was innocent but it was still terrifying. I began to hear dogs savagely barking, and I knew they were coming after me. I left my room and stood in the hall, thinking about what I should do. Can I fight them? What skills do I have? This is crazy... Like a... I then realized that this was so crazy that I must be dreaming!

I looked at my hands to find my fingers all rubbery, with green oozing slime on my palms.

BOOM

I suddenly realize that its a dream and my vision becomes electrified as I zoom into my dreamself. The hallway I am in snaps into vivid detail and color and my heart EXPLODES with excitement. The wall is divided in half horizontally, the top half white and the bottom half a nice floral green. Light is filtering in from some window and I can feel the clarity and warmth. The walls are chipped and textured, incredibly vivid. I remember that getting too excited will make me lose it, so I stare at the floor and try to focus on it - but I expect to lose it and therefore I do...

I woke up right after and looked at the clock - 6AM on the dot. I smiled to myself, replayed it in my head a few times, then went back to sleep.



WOOOOO!!!

Tonight's dreams seemed a bit disconnected, but, overall, the fragments in between were about smoking weed. Maybe there was some fragmentation because today is a holiday, so I got to sleep in, and fell back asleep many times after waking up too early.

Weed

I remember being on a kitchen of some sort, perhaps waiting for something to cook, and smoking pot. As I heard my mother coming in, I threw the joint on the sink (maybe at a toilet).

A walk on the park: Intense bike riding to the university

I do not exactly recall where this dream started, though I know that it began to come together on a park. There, I managed to get a bike (did I rent it, take it, or just bring it with me?), and right after I did, I lost control of it and ended up falling on a lake. Apparently, that happened because I was in a hurry, desperate to get to this university I thought I was approved in. Anyhow, as I fell on the lake I noticed something was wrong with the water: there were two lines of a black goo, moving to the same direction, as if it was some sort of sewer system. Disgusted, I tried to get off of it but couldn't, it was sticky and I was held captive by that strange material - it also looked like its flow was taking me somewhere, and that frightened me-.
Then, I noticed there was a couple passing by, and shouted at them for help. When they came closer, I could see they were both dressed in white clothes, wore expensive accessories and talked in a very snob and full-of-themselves way. They were also blonde.
Before answering my cry for help, the girl let out a scream of horror: "Oh, no! You fell into the water that turns everything into nothing!", which only confirmed my bad feeling about being in that slowly-moving goo. Then, as I begged for help, a bit mad at them for still having not lifted a finger to aid me, one of them replied, stating that they couldn't do anything for me. Seconds after that, Jake the Dog from the cartoon Adventure Time appeared, swinging from the top of the trees on the park. He then stretched his members to pull me out, and as he did, the goo passed on to him. However, he twisted himself so hard that the goo let go and both of us were free. I thanked him, and, getting back on my bike, I rode it like there was no tomorrow, out of the park and into the city.
Just outside of the gate of the park, I saw some friends, and asked them if they knew which way should I take to get to the university, which they replied with a bit of sarcasm. That kind of worried me -- were they telling me the truth? -- but I spotted a sign pointing the directions, and decided to go for it. I was riding my bike very intensely;
There was a special track for cyclists, and I was on it, but it was closed and cars could also drive on that side, so it was difficult to guide the bike amongst so many other vehicles. Then, at some point, I started riding on the sidewalk, which was ridiculously small -- you could barely fit two people at the same time-- and took me some skill not to fall. Anyway, despite my best efforts, I did fall at some time, but I was not injured. I got back up, and into the cars one more time.The lights were red, and I heard an old man talking to an old lady through their cars' windows, about this house to our right, which was empty after its owner was arrested for dealing/smoking marijuana. The lights went green and I eventually got out of that avenue, and into a smaller street. There, I asked for someone about the university I was trying to reach, and they replied me I was about 12km away from it --also, I had taken the wrong path. I thought I had been misled by my friends' malicious words, but then I spotted this chick with an university t-shirt, something about this sports team of theirs. I then promptly asked her about it, and she pointed me to this big gate right in front of me, saying that it was right there. I felt a little stupid for asking the question given the circumstances, thanked her, and headed for the gate. Before leaving her, she said to me "They're selling university gear and stuff, go buy it!". And then, as I finally got inside, a cop came to me, and I realized there was a lot of police cars and people walking around. He told me to stand still, checked me for weapons and took some pictures of me. I was sent to this very small room, where some lady with glasses was talking to me, and then the room appeared to compress me and the dream faded.

Note: Apparently, my goal to reach this university was signing up for my classes, as in this dream I had been approved as a Philosophy undergrad.

We appreciate you, Aether: Memories from the past and people I don't know.

In this very short dream, I was in my old house, surrounded by people I have never met and other figures from the past. The dream begins in my very first childhood room, where I am making out with my girlfriend, hiding in the closet and then just kissing and hugging each other. At some point we come out of it and continue to fool around, and then some chicks from a school I went to years ago show up, as if they were presenting the house to others, in some sort of sightseeing kind of thing. They are a bit embarrassed, and so are we, so we move out of the room. My girlfriend joins other people and I go take a shower. Apparently, it's my 18th birthday and I am "becoming a man". I try to get ready to meet everyone, as fast as I can, but I can hear them calling me every minute singing "We appreciate you, Aether!". So I go to the kitchen, were all the singing is coming from, and greet everyone from a distance, telling them I had to go dress up and stuff. Anyhow, this one old lady tells me a few things before I go: "All you need is to know where your kids are, how your wife is and where to get your Fish." I was a bit confused by this, but it made sense to me at the moment; Maybe I did have a wife and kids. What if my girlfriend and I were actually getting married?
Despite all of these new thoughts, I got into the shower, and out, tried to dress up good, and found this underwear with the word "Fish" on it. I dressed it up, remembering what that old lady told me, and it transformed into very uncomfortable pants. I went to say hi to everyone else, and then the dream faded.

Woken early by loud noises. 4-5 hours of sleep
sleep 2-3
wake 7

Giles (from Buffy) is getting info from some 'thing'. demon. It claims he is a wash-up - out of practice and old. that he is an empty threat. He threatens back and makes a display till the demon 'takes it back'.

Making an addition to the house in terraria. The second house is a background of glass and dirt and is holding all the electronics we found in hell. We are setting up a waterfall between the two houses for asthetics. Rob started the second house.

#174 - 4:10AM - DEILD

I fully intended to have some WBTB coffee this morning but I was too tired to get up. I had a micro awakening later and thought I was going for WILD but it was probably more of a DEILD. Same thing I suppose. I was actually scolding myself for being to lazy to DJ when I noticed how relaxed my body was.

I start focusing on just pure awareness like Saegous teaches and soon notice my body feels like it is in an awkward position. I thought I was on my back and my left arm and leg was all cramped up and hanging in the air, but I knew in reality I was lying on my left side. I meditate on this for a few seconds waiting for it to change. I told myself that I didnt care if I waited all the rest of the morning, I would not give up. It was not a long wait until I notice vibrations . I decide to go ahead and make the transition out of my body.

I was a little wobbly and with blurred vision at first but after a moment I find myself standing in the brightly lit kitchen of the old Luling house. There is fear associated with this house and I feel it like an evil presence hovering behind me. I do my best to push this thought away but I know I wont feel at ease until I get outside.There are dishes that need done and several other things out on the counter. The dream wasn't feeling all that stable so I pick up the first thing I see. A ketchup bottle. I start rubbing my hands on it like it's a magic lamp until I feel more stable. The kitchen gets dark once but I will the light back on.

I start to go into the living room but it is too dark and I hesitate. I realize that I have really have a dream phobia of the dark and getting this issue under control is a big goal this month so I said, "Fuck it."

I step into the total darkness and soon begin to make out shapes and some dim faint light. I look straight up and find the ceiling fan. I reach up and grab the chain right away and pull. The light comes on perfectly. I looked around and saw the living room. It looks pretty much the same but the furniture is a little different. I see an infant laying on the back of the couch asleep. I hover over it to see if it is my son but I do not recognize him/her so I go outside.

As I open the front door I notice that it is dimly lit like dawn or twilight. It's light outside! Lacking any real goal now, I decide I want to try producing fire from my hands again. I hold one finger up expecting to see a flame. I can hear something like the roar of a large fire but only see a clear energy like heat vapor from and invisible heat source. I try all five fingers on my right hand but all to the same effect. Then I switch to producing thick black smoke but the dream suddenly collapses and I wake up.

I later have the most vivid non lucid sex dream with my wife. I could decribe it as if it happened in waking life. Unfortunatly the alarm went off a little too soon.

Between snoozes I had another dream of getting pulled over. I was speeding because I was late for work and the cop was taking forever to come to my window.

Two fragments.

Dream 1 (fragment): I was at a house, in the backyard. There was some wooden platform, with the center part being stairs. On both sides, on the platform and on the ground beneath it, was a car or truck or other vehicle.

Dream 2 (fragment): I was hiding in a room, with some two friends of mine. Outside was a circular area. In it were apparently some Necromorphs from Dead Space (presumably the first one, considering how they were running in circles), as well as some other people I know. One of my friends was evidently injured, and apparently died, and her last words were apparently to promote me to General?

Later on, someone else came into the room, and that friend spontaneously came back to life (not as a Necromorph, though).

I find myself sitting on a rocky hillside overlooking the town where I live.
I walk down to the town and enter a hallway where I meet some people who I have not seen seen for a long time, we embrace and I tell them I have missed them, I feel emotional and start to cry.
One of the women walks with me back up the hillside. She tells me we can have a new kind of tooth filling and she show's me a small crystal that looks like Citrine.
I like this idea as I have seven amaglam? Fillings and feel upset about the Mercury content.
The dentist is waiting on one of the rocks on the hillside, she is blonde and good looking she shows me how she will insert the crystal and then polish it down to size. I agree to the treatment and feel excited about having crystal teeth.

In this dream I was 16, and we were all at a friend's house, though I don't know any of the DCs in real life, it was just a set of people. The strange thing was, I was still in a couple with my wife, who I hadn't even met at 16. So we are at one of these DC's parents' houses, and we are all in this living room wide open space. Her parents are around and we are essentially waiting for them to leave / go to bed so that we can all have sex. The plan wasn't to have sex all together, but more to couple off and kind of watch each other have sex. Unfortunately for my dream self, the sex never happened. So I set down my towel, and while we're sitting there waiting I find this old phone. The phone is one that I had in college studying abroad in Italy, so you can already tell that all of the dates are messed up. On the phone I was looking at all of the numbers of minutes I used while I was abroad, and calculating the number of charges I paid.

After a bit of time of this, and showing it to one of the DCs, who wanted to scroll through all of the foreign area codes and such, I went to the bathroom, which was connected to the DC's parent's bedroom. DC's father was in the bedroom, and for some reason there was no door between their room and the bathroom, so I had to hide behind the wall as I went to the bathroom. After going to the bathroom, I walked out, and the father came over to me and started chatting about this and that. I basically wanted to high tail it out of there, so that he would leave us alone for this sexual encounter that the DCs had dubbed "The Feast" So I got back to the room, and a new couple had joined the group. It was a guy that I did know from real life (he was a loner in college) who was a wolf furry and had brought some furry DC with him to join our sexcapades. At this point we were all talking about "The Feast" and moving our towels around to give each other a good view. However, that's when I woke up!

Morning of May 1, 2013. Wednesday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and our children (although the oldest is eighteen) are in a matte silver bus (late 1950s-early 1960s) parked just beyond a large bridge (which is somewhat like a suspension bridge and sparsely covered), still somewhat on the road. It is possibly my father’s old bus he used in real life for a music studio, which was purchased from a church and had a small balcony at the rear and had most of the passenger seats removed. I have a sense that there may be some trouble (such as police officers, escaped convicts, or both). I look out the right windows and down and see a couple cars. Looking closer, I see there are two 1936 Ford Phaetons close to the right side of the bus, one parked behind the other (aligned to the bus), of a very deep blue, almost black, and very shiny and well-cared for. Ahead, also to the right, but more off the road, is another one. This one has a chauffeur standing just outside the door on the left. He is dressed somewhat like a jockey from the 1940s, but a bit more stylish and with more balanced (matching), darker colors.

Zsuzsanna and I decide to leave the bus and look around. I notice that both sides of the road just beyond the bridge are partially blocked (about half on the road, half off); on the right by our bus, and on the left, yet a couple more Ford Phaetons of a darker color (so there are five in all - possibly representing our five children, and the one with the chauffeur - for our baby - or oldest son?

As we are standing there on the bridge in a very peaceful state, my wife and I notice that a massive green algal bloom is covering much of the bridge, road surface, and river’s surface, yet it has an odd “fresh”, “clean” and almost foamy feel to it.

A car (bluish-to-greenish-gray 1990 Lincoln) comes zigzagging and spinning (in slow motion) into our area from the other direction, going from one side of the bridge to the other in various out-of-control patterns. The car is also covered with green algae and slime; even over the windows so that the driver cannot see (the windshield wipers are not going, either). This does not seem unusual (compared to the typical real-life drivers in this region; one had even crashed into our house once and another at a different time into the church across the street, and there are “near-misses” all the time). I decide that perhaps the other cars should be moved out of the way (there is also a vacuum cleaner sitting just outside the bus, which I move out of the way).

However, the 1990 Lincoln swerves violently (though it could have easily went between the other vehicles if the road was not so slippery or if the driver had control), and somehow (before reaching the area the bus and cars are) knocking out a seeming support column of the bridge as well as the side of the walkway. It then goes straight off and plunges into the water, quickly sinking completely, starting at about a forty-five degree angle. There are no escape attempts, so I guess the occupants drowned (similar to one of my last dreams where a car went off a bridge into the water). Soon, the green algae areas flow back again, covering the watery surface’s “hole” the car had made in their growth.

“Very interesting,” I say during the sinking of the car.

There is then a bit of enhanced “roaring” silence, then; insects, birds, a slight breeze rustling the trees, etc

“That was nice”, says my wife sincerely, almost romantically.

“Mmm-hmm”. I agree and nod slowly. I look back, hoping to see more fools drive off the bridge and make a big splash, but there is no more traffic this way. I notice that there was additional damage to the bridge, in that part of it is tipped and broken away. Instead of making a slight attempt at the short jump to get back to our bus, I tell my wife we should just walk around via the other route, which may take five or ten minutes. I wake.

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Although this dream was not precisely precognitive, I did see something similar on the news in real life later; a longer special-imaging video of some sort (from a police helicopter) showing people driving and spinning all over the road as a policeman talked about stopping such people. As I sat watching this video, watching the car go all over the road, onto the footpath, etc. and spinning around for what seemed like ages (and much of it was in slow motion), it did feel like my dream. I even almost expected to see one go off a bridge and into the water, but none did.

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Dream recall from today's naps. For some reason forgetting to RC on waking up in dream...

I was in the some city area and there were buildings made of red brick, later i was at home and i went to sleep, i was then in some place called 'Scattered Land' which was a bunch of deserty floating islands, i woke up and there was some discussion with the family and then it was freezingly cold and i went back to sleep, this time there was the screen with a map that was ranking some heights or something like that, i recall there were numbers like 50,000,000 100,000,000 , 250,000,000 , 666,000,000% , 1,500,000,000 , 2,500,000,000 , then i woke up and it was still freezingly cold, i noticed weird comic about ponies on the drawer( i am not even into that IWL).

I am sitting in my brother in law's apartment, this i the first time I have been here - it's a nice place. We seem to be in a small town, but in that small town is one city style street - like a street from the 'good' part of new york has been plonked down in the middle of this town. It must cost a fortune to live here! I look out of the window and see a dead body strewn across the gutter, blood flowing into the drains and a large group of people just gaping. Hah! - Stupid people, they think it is a real body - don't they know that RIGHT next to the body is the television study AMC? It's just a prop for a crime show they are doing.