Night creatures *A nightmare in dark, overnight scenery. I recall that it's not the first nightmare placed there. I become lucid near the end.* I am walking on foot in the pine forest at night. I was afraid of being surrounded by paranormal. I could sense the presence of something unspeakably evil. I thought I saw something behind the trees, but it was some kind of shrine made of white marble. I sensed something behind me, so I tried to run away. I found myself in the churchyard, but everything except cemetery was closed. I ran through the graveyard, on the road avoiding dead ends, and somehow entering the church. I walked upstairs, and saw someone praying to the elder werewolf god. I was surrounded by possessed dogs. I thought to myself Godmode! I grabbed two of them and threw them away. I grabbed the other two, but they bitten me really hard. I could feel the pain, but I wasn't even hurt. Eventually I threw them away, and woke up having enough of it. Stopping the thieves I was in a big seaside city with my classmates. We saw someone breaking into the jeweler's shop. We entered the car. I was the driver, and we drove through the wall, stopping them, but destroying the building. Police came quickly, they were mad at us for all the destruction, but since we helped them, they didn't punished us. We were invited to a party made by the jeweler, but I said I have to go, I have something to do. While going away, I heard my classmates saying Something about that one... I didn't wanted to hear it, and entered another shop. After a while went out, and met someone from school. We went on the shore, and talked about our lives. Dying for love It was in post apocalyptic world. Germans won the World War Two, by using nuclear weaponry. It happened during the evening and night. I was trying to save a girl attempting to suicide, I felt that I love her. She wanted to enter the hazardous environment, where one of nuclear rockets striked. I persuaded her to stop. She wanted to jump onto the train, but I stopped her in the last moment. Then she accused me of stalking her. I entered the truck, trying to escape from a group of german officers. They shot me in the heart. I died in that cold, dark foggy night. Fallout The cold war ended with nuclear war. Humanity lived in the cavernous bunkers made by germans during the world war. Everyone was scavenging for food and other resources. One of my friends told me to go for resources into the western chamber 1/a. I told my group to look elsewhere, and I'll go there alone. I entered it, but suddenly the automatic doors closed, and toxic gas was going out of a pipe. I tried to open the doors, only finding another set of doors behind them. I finally got to the last one, but they were too hard to open. Then a dog put his paw through the door, stopping them from closing, and saving me. I came back to my group, with a new friend.
Updated 12-22-2014 at 12:33 PM by 72243
Morning of December 22, 2014. Monday. I am in some sort of business building that is seemingly in the same location as the King Street boarding house was and on the second floor. I am not sure of what is going on, so I mainly just walk around. Other people, unknown, are sitting and standing in the area in a few different rooms. Apparently, we had all been involved in some sort of educational task but I do not recall what had happened before. At one point, I notice that my hair is braided on each side as well as the back, with a cluster of three feathers on each. Not knowing what else to do, I do a vocalization that is somewhat chant-like. Although I am not singing that loudly at all, another male walks by and acknowledges it. He tells me that he is Irish American (thus not like me at all) but that my singing seems to have made him feel better and is “improving his mind” in other ways. I am not sure what to say but make a vague remark and generalization about wavelengths. We walk north down a hall to some sort of counter. Apparently everyone is leaving but only a couple people here and there are getting awards for some reason. As I slowly walk by the counter (to my left) in the line of people going out, I am told that I “did very well” (though I have no idea what the reference is to) and a male places a bronze decoration (as an award of some kind), that represents a cluster of three feathers, on the counter. Before I get much farther, I am given an additional award, which is one smaller bronze feather. I am not sure how to react but I put them in my pocket. After leaving the building, most of us walk west down King Street, but the area is quite different. At first, it seems fairly late at night. There are sections that look like the inside of a house (even with furniture) but are inverted to be external features near the sidewalk. There is a turn off to where we are apparently going to walk north. During this time, an unknown female is worried about being accosted so she walks to my left for protection. There are other random people around that are farther away from us. One of the males near the front of the line is talking about people with guns approaching us (from the north). At first, I think it may be some sort of military scenario, then think about a possible active gang. The male that warns us is soon shot. Several new unknown people appear - all with pistols, the leader being a blonde female working with a dark-haired male, and we are apparently going to be forced to be guests at a “mob” wedding due to the fact that they do not have enough guests and the wedding is to be very soon. They hand out adult “bibs” that look like the front part of a white dress shirt - complete with real black buttons (but no tie). All of us are supposed to wear them and follow the others to the wedding location as we are all held at gunpoint. After a short time, even though I am not lucid, I “remember” that I have certain abilities, primarily to manipulate the thoughts and physical movements of people. Even though the two main people with guns are bossing my group around, I soon mentally will them to turn around and shoot each other. That threat is eliminated. I then cause the others to turn back and give the members of my group time to get to a building for safety. We travel easterly into an industrial area with large warehouses and my dream begins to fade. The sensations of altering someone else’s thoughts (as well as in causing them to move a certain way) is quite direct and physical where I actually seem to “feel” movements in the other person’s mind from a distance; the act somewhat like mentally changing the positions of tiny magnetic balls. This is the third time in a row in recent dreams where I was experiencing something related to perceived movements in the mind. It is far more defined and clearer than it had ever been in the past, though even that was rare.
Temporary opinion: Even though I have sporadic results, skewed interests, and spotty motivations in my dreams, I feel it’s a source to keep trying to find ways to connect those experiences together. Or in other words, even if some moments may not hold much value in the life I’m living right now, I feel the more I recall them, and start seeing patterns, and hear certain things that validate why these things are happening in my dreams, it sort of gradually removes my doubting on dreams holding any learning potential. I had a few dreams today that were blatantly obvious in how I could associate it with the present. Before, I would be left questioning why things are occurring, and it’ll probably be an up and down kind of adventure with meaning and no meaning, but that’s what makes it fun; whatever dream character I interact with, non-lucidly or lucidly, is a chance for me to test my means of apperception, i.e., taking new ideas/knowledge/experiences, and assimilating it to whatever is already in my mental repository. It seems like the conquest to know more about myself, and how I assess myself in my life will never stop. It seems to be my source of inspiration, reflecting on things, finding ways to rise to the challenge; finding ways where I can’t control something and overcome adversities, but knowing that it’s okay; it’ll all be alright in the end, because the more I keep my center in any circumstance, dream or this reality, I can persevere and find new outlooks on things. Whether it’s finding meaning in life (e.g. existentially, psychologically), how to interact with others, how to appreciate and care about other people’s lives, it’s always there for me to tap into. And even if those moments in my dreams are transient, and imaginary, there’s a sense of liberation when realizing that even if there’s potential irrelevance and meaningless in my dreams, and even in life, it’s alright; just keep going.
Though my workbook says I'm practicing the DILD method of lucidity, after further research I decided to try MILD. I'm starting tonight. My goal is to remember as many fragments of tonight's dream as I can, in the morning.
20.12.2014Exploring Unknown Island in Windwaker (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m Link from the Windwaker game, and I’m exploring a small island that doesn’t seem to resemble any I traversed in playing the game in waking life. Though I have a feeling it could be similar to one island where there’s a merchant Goron, and a huge boulder concealing a dungeon. I look out to the sea, and gaze upon the vast sea and horizon. It’s sunset, and it’s an absolutely beautiful sight as well. _________________________ 20.12.2014Girl Takes my ID & Killing ReDeads (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID So I’m going into a bathroom to do my business, wash my hands, and head out back to the building that looks like a store. But it seems I’m preparing myself for a party at a bar, or some kind of in-door rave. I noticed a dream character looks like an individual I knew in High school that would have spiky hair, or even a Mohawk at times. He glances over at me with this weird facial expression of him puckering up, but it’s probably just how he naturally is. I look over, and I get a feeling that one of my neighbors that’s also a co-worker is someone I’m going with for whatever event to come very soon. Skipping ahead, I gave her my ID, and she puts it in her black purse. Then when I want to enter some section of a building, they requested my ID, and she’s already in there. I had to move away, and tried to do anything to call her, and tell her to give me my ID back. I go so far back that the plot of the dream becomes irrelevant, and I’m inside of a forest where I’m trying to kill creatures that look like ReDeads from Ocarina of Time. _________________________ 20.12.2014Someone Invades House with Dynamites (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID A little personal for me to put in here for some reason. But someone sets off a dynamite booby trap that I presume to be part of the house I feel I have a family in. _________________________ 20.12.2014Batman's Millisecond Reflexes (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Batman is literally so fast that his reflexes must only take milliseconds for him to perform nearly impossible feats of escaping intense circumstances. Such as, an enemy preparing to throw a dynamite at a group of people in an enclosed space of a building that looks like a convenience store, and before the dynamite explodes in the other direction, he’s already down the stairs to fend off the next group of enemies. The enemies seem to represent some kind of guerilla soldiers that look Hispanic. _________________________ 20.12.2014I'm Jimmy Neutron Charged for Potential Sexual Assault? (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID So, I’m messaging some random person on Facebook. I mistake this individual for someone else, and presumed I could be overly sexual. I’m also wondering why I have that kind of disposition in the first place in the dream, but figured since it wasn’t a dream, there literally wouldn’t be any consequence other than being paranoid that something back would happen. It was basically a “You show me yours, and I’ll show you mine” kind of thing. Then I realized this person is someone else; someone of a more innocent demeanor, and would probably be traumatized if she had to experience something like this. But it didn’t seem to be the case, as she’s magically existing somewhere else in the dream. I believe I’m somewhere around a gray wired fence with the diamond shapes to it. I realize I’m Jimmy Neutron: And he has his penis out, and all I can really do is stop being this guy, and watch what will happen. I noticed I’m in a perspective as if I’m at the same level of the ground next to the same girl I mentioned above with the happy go-lucky innocent disposition. She has a baby near her, and Jimmy Neutron is literally -this- close to the baby, and the girl is so offended that she calls the police. Unfortunately, this makes me shift back into being aware that I’m in Jimmy Neutron’s pants. I put it back inside my pants, and run for dear life. My initial reaction was to contact Jimmy’s parents. After instantly arriving to the house, the mother tells me I can hide in my room, and that she and her husband can put up a barrier near the door so the cops and other authorities will have a difficult time apprehending me. I realized they’re just pretending to help me while they prepare to leave the house completely, and leave me all by myself. I look through the window, and see two individuals that seem to be coming after me. One looks like someone I knew in middle school; Australian accent, curly and fluffy dirty blonde hair, and he’s wearing a black shirt and blue jeans. I’m not sure if he’s carrying a weapon, and as for the other person, I can’t recall how they looked like. I’m panicking for a moment, but it seems the dream characters aren’t competent enough to figure out where I am. Even though I make myself apparent for looking through the window for too long, they seem to make no effort in catching me. I do random things like trying to sidle my way through outside the window, and onto the roof with the intention of finding another place to hide. Maybe a secret lab, or something like that. _________________________ 20.12.2014Two Shadows and Sonic Go Super Form (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID There’s two Shadows; one seems to have sinister intentions, and the other probably wants to go Super form with Sonic. Sonic comes in at some point, and bonks his head by an invisible wall, or maybe he’s just clumsy. They all end up going Super form, and that’s all I remember. _________________________ 20.12.2014Vulture Picks at a Girl's Private Parts (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID So I’m in a hallway that resembles that of some kind of spacious education facility; probably High School at best, or even a close-knit kind of college/university. There’s black and white checkered floors, the building itself seems ancient, but still being able to sustain its novelty without looking ruined at all; it seems to have some kind of Renaissance-esque feel to it. I was talking to someone about how on the outside of the windows, there’s a pair of large wings resting on top of the monuments with a flat surface. I can’t remember what he stated, but he looks where I’m pointing, and gives an expression of confusion as well, and moves on. I look down through the window, and see a group of females talking to each other. The one that’s most noticeable in this boring and dull environment of dark colors is a girl wearing a pink shirt. She looks Hispanic, puffy cheeks with makeup on along with long black hair. She seemed to have a slutty disposition for some reason, and what happens next only confirms my conjecture. The same set of wings I mentioned before suddenly transforms into a vulture, and this vulture flies down towards the girl. She’s not even afraid at all, and is already in a position of bending down to do something, and I’m not sure what it was. But the vulture gets close to her ass, and literally starts pecking into the girl’s vagina. I expected some screaming, and WTF moments to ensue, but she rams her vagina into the vulture’s beak; a bird is getting more action than I ever could in a dream apparently. So while my jaw is dropping, and me being in a state of awe, she’s still having fun having a vulture’s beak up her vagina. After a while, she casually pulls up her pants, and walks away as if nothing happened. I can’t even remember how the others reacted because I’m too bothered with what’s going on right now.
15.12.2014Gecko in Garage Sticking on Me (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m inside of a garage, and I see a Gecko is on my hand, and its means of sticking onto me was literally wearing black suction cups. I tried shaking it off, but the little guy just keeps sticking onto me. I eventually managed to get it out to the side of the front yard to the left of the garage. Then for some odd reason, I needed to find the gecko/lizard, but had a hard time searching for it since it was night time, and it seemed to have blended well with the grass.
10.12.2014Link Saves the Gorons (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Link, though I’m not sure if it’s a distinct type of Link from a Legend of Zelda game, is on his way to save some Gorons that are trapped. These Gorons have varied visages and body compositions that it makes me question if they’re really Gorons at all. He’s just casually standing around with his back facing the Gorons, and they’re all patting him on the back as a sign of thanking him. I’m guessing he’s waiting for all of them to leave the area before he moves on. There seemed to have been religious implications while watching this dream as well, though I can't be bothered to point all of them out.
04.12.2014Batman, Catwoman, Blue Grass, Penguin, & Booby traps (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m apparently Batman, and I’m walking through a large field of sky blue grass with a slight hue of turquoise. It seems fairly ominous, but seeing how the pathway seemed very clear, I went ahead with confidence. It seems a dream character that looks like Catwoman in the Arkham Asylum game I never played is joining with Mr. Penguin to try and lure me into a trap. Not sure why Selena is pairing up with Mr. Penguin, but it’s completely irrelevant at this point because I know what it is they’re trying to pull by shifting into a grandiose spectator view to see what will be ahead of me. After going through the blue grass field, I will encounter a group of random dream characters that look human that will try and gang up on me, and an onslaught of traps would come after me should I avoid those dream characters as well. For some reason while I’m still in spectator mode, the more I go through this environment, it sets off a chain reaction as if the dream body I would be in if I shifted awareness to it actually traversed through these areas. It was somewhat hilarious to dream characters trying to gang up on someone that isn’t even there.
03.12.2014Little Big Planet Hell (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Imagine this guy below, albeit inverted with red ogling eyes set out to drain as much of your health as possible before you can complete a random level with mixed environment settings. Throughout the dream, I get a poking feeling in my back that if I don’t finish the level as fast as possible, he’ll catch up to me and try to kill me. But the problem was trying to conceptualize the whole level without being caught in some kind of booby trap, which irritated me because there wasn’t enough time for that, unless I was patient enough for the dream scene to keep resetting itself. After going through a few tries, which was inevitable, I finally managed to get close to completely the level, but the little guy gets me. The dream shifts where I’m suddenly inside a building that’s very spacious, and has that 1800s feel to it that continues to exist in what feels like how it is in waking life right now in the 21st century. There’s all sorts of demonic entities around, and some of them are in monk outfits ranging from red to black. I can’t recall what I’m doing, but I seem to be holding my own for the time being before spacing out, and I guess moving on to the next dream. _________________________ 03.12.2014Sneaking in the swamp (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m half naked wearing a swamp military pants along with a rugged pair of black boots that allows me to traverse in almost any environment. I’m have two black straps around the sides of my chest connected to the top of the pants as well, and I’m wearing some kind of headband on my head that consist of some kind of muddy color. The swamp environment itself is very foggy, and it’s hard to conceptualize what’s inside of the water. I’m holding a black pistol in my hand, and I’m currently at the apex of a small slope that leads into the water that would probably be waist to chest deep. I knew that this environment would be filled with surprises, and random entities that had a mélange of body compositions that would be completely alien in relation to the swamp itself. I spent more time trying to figure out the controls of actually controlling myself for some reason. In other words, I seem to be simultaneously being aware of playing a game with me in it along with the person I’m playing as trying to figure out how to move. It was very perplexing, and before going into the water, I took the time to go to the edge of the slope, and sit down for cover so no one would spot me. I take out a small electronic device that’s rectangular, gray, and has a cool metallic sensation to it. I see that it says “PCX2,” which I presumed to be akin to the PS2 emulator for the PC. I’m thinking to myself on how to set up the controls, and I go into the configuration menu to go to “Gamepad 1.” There was an option for “Default,” and I was thinking on whether or not to use this, or make a customizable control setup instead. In between this decision making, there were flashes of me engaging in random acts throughout the swamp, but it’s been a few days since I decided to recall this dream. However, I felt the reason why I chose to sit down and hide was because nothing in those previous attempts were working out for me.
Updated 12-21-2014 at 05:54 AM by 47756
Tonight I'm in a hotel and had gone to bed at 12:30am, early for me, after a big meal with lots of wine. I slept for a few hours and it was probably around 3–4am (an estimation, I didn't check) that I started water-cycling. I've found it the best way to avoid a hangover: I wake up at intervals to drink as much water as I can comfortably consume, which inevitably means also having to use the bathroom frequently once the rehydration sets in. I had already woken a few times in the night and this waking seemed no different at first, because dream logic prevented me from realizing how odd it was that I was walking down a long hall to use the bathroom rather than just using the one in the room. Yet from the start, something made me wonder if I was dreaming. I tried jumping and levitating but it was inconclusive. It didn't occur to me to try other checks. I went in the bathroom and noticed it looked just like one I had just been dreaming about before I woke up, which also seemed suspicious, but I still felt very embodied and awake. I even noticed how clean and inviting this bathroom felt, in contrast to the unpleasant aspect they often present in dreams. I felt awake enough and had to pee urgently enough that I was tempted to just go ahead and use the facilities, reasoning that if I was actually dreaming then with careful intention I should be able limit this activity to the dream state and not accidentally release my bladder in waking life. But uncertainty made me hesitate—I couldn't afford to be wrong about this! Something still made me sense that I was dreaming, even if I couldn't seem to prove it. I noticed a woman sitting nearby, which did not strike me as odd, but opportune. I approached her and asked, "Am I dreaming?" "Yes." I was struck by the simple decisiveness of her answer. It was also uncharacteristically straightforward, given the usual evasiveness of my DCs. "Thanks for being honest. Usually when I ask people in dreams—" (I used this phrase instead of "DC" because I was afraid she might it insulting to be reduced to an acronym) "—they say 'no'. Why do they do that?" She shrugged slightly. "They're probably just nervous." I wondered what they might have to be nervous about, but wanted to understand what made her different. "Then why were you so honest?" "I represent your higher functions." I'm pretty sure this is what she said, or very nearly. It struck me as an oddly technical response. This DC really intrigued me. She seemed so smart and self-aware, in contrast to the typical dullness and blandness of those I try to interact with. I looked at her closely. She was a slim young woman who appeared to be in her twenties, pretty, with glossy shoulder-length black hair and an Asian cast to her features. Her demeanor was calm, precise, and assured. I wanted a name to remember her by, so I asked: "What's your name?" She promptly uttered a string of numbers, something like "2166309." Perplexed by this response, I pressed, "I mean in letters." If she couldn't answer, I decided that I would name her "Murasaki." I had just been reading about the names of Japanese colors so the word was fresh on my mind; I knew it meant purple, and the woman was wearing a bright purple shirt and looked like she might be Japanese. I also recalled that "Murasaki" was a name of ancient pedigree, being the heroine of The Tale of Genji as well as the pseudonym of its courtly author. But my deliberations were unnecessary, it turned out. "Meonarra," she said. At least that's what it sounded like. I pressed for clarification: "Can you spell that?" She might have started with an "M," but what followed was not a series of normal alphabetical letters. She specified particular accent marks and chemical symbols that I wasn't even familiar with. Her explanation of the spelling sounded far longer than the actual name, and at least half of it seemed to be special characters. Even listening closely, I couldn't follow it at all. I wished I had a way to record it other than my own weak memory. I reflected how people in many pre-modern cultures had developed their memories to an extraordinary degree, but we, who can almost always rely on other means of recording information, have very little ability in that regard. I wished I had a notepad to write down what she was saying, but there would be no point: I couldn't keep it with me when I woke up. So instead I just asked her to repeat herself: "Can you say that again?" She obliged, but it sounded completely different this time, and I could swear the new spelling ended with a "D." That wasn't anything like the name I thought I'd heard. I figured if I couldn't spell it, I should at least make sure I had the pronunciation right. "Meonarra?" I asked, pronouncing the first syllables as "mee-oh." She corrected me; the first vowel was more like the "a" in "after," so it sounded like "mae-oh." I realized that I was falling into a rut by obsessing over the name, and the dream was not going to last much longer. "Can I see you again?" I asked Meonarra. "I'd like to have a conversation sometime." She shrank back with a stricken look, as if I'd suggested something completely inappropriate. "No! That's _____'s territory." I didn't quite catch the name, but I think it was two syllables, might have started with an "I," and sounded male. Similar to "Isaac"? But it wasn't exactly that; I don't think it was a waking-world name. I wasn't sure what was wrong with my request, but I tried to reassure her. "I just mean to chat, like we're doing now. I'd like to see you." I realized that I was drawn to her. I couldn't tell if it was the stirrings of a romantic attraction or if it was just that I found her so interesting. But the thought awakened a sensuous impulse and I put my arms around her. I recognized that it was the dream state itself that made it so easy to slip toward this sensation, and I asked her why dreams had this quality. I can't remember how I worded the question, and can't remember her reply, if she had time to make one before I woke up. Writing this up it perhaps sounds more bland than it felt at the time. It was one of those dreams that felt really significant, even if nothing much happened. I regret that I got so pre-occupied with her name. Although my waking mind really likes to have names for things, a tendency that bleeds over pedantically into lucidity, I'm not sure if naming things is especially useful or meaningful within dream itself. It is becoming clear, at least, that the kinds of names things have in dream are not always as clear and straightforward as our ordinary linguistic appellations of waking life. Instead they appear to operate much like written text in dreams, characterized by the shifting instability of dream logic. So it might have been better if I could have thought of more substantial questions to ask her, instead of wasting the whole dream just trying to pin down her name. I do like having something to remember her by, but what else might she have told me if I had been able to come up with a more introspective line of questioning? It is now 6:43am (it was a few minutes before 5:12 when I started so I've spent over 90 minutes writing!) and the sky outside has blossomed into an unbelievably beautiful pink sunrise. I'm going back to bed.
Updated 12-21-2014 at 03:48 AM by 34973
Ok So I don't know why my mind like to go and dream about schools so much but here is on interesting event that has made it to the privilege of getting posted. I start off in a huge, well-lit gym and is playing basketball with other people. The court is normal except for the fact that the hoops are off to the left and is not in the middle of the court there was also a half court hoop there and they were playing in that area. I walked past that area coming from the cafe but didn't eat anything since I wanted to play ball first. While I was passing them I noticed that they even had a small, quiet crowd there and was in a game of there own and on the left boarder of the court. How would they not go out of bounds if they were playing so close to the side like this? Atleast 90 percent of the court wasn't even being used. I went to a third hoop that was way on the opposite side of the court and I started shooting hoops there. I momentarily though of someone IRL that I liked at that time there and then started shooting ball. As I played I realized that I had fruit in my hand and threw a banana up into the hoop. It went in and then I caught it. I started laughing about me throwing this into the hoop and then did it again. this time the banana hit the rim and the peel busted and the mushy, soft fruit bulged out of the split openings. "woops" I put it away and as I did so, I realized that I was wearing a small pink dress and had no panties on. I looked around and found them on the court next to me. They fell when I laid up the fruit and ended up on the court somehow. I quickly grabbed them and seen that my dress was a tight one and was long enough to cover me up but it still looked like I wasn't wearing anything under my dress and that would draw attention, especially with men around. In fact a guy approached me and said something to me about the panties and then he walked away. I grabbed the pink panties, folded them up and walked across the court. I think seen my Job coach there at the other side of the court, sitting at a desk there and was an open door behind her of the the left what had light inside. I didn't go over there and then I realized that I have been playing for a while and forgot about lunch. "oh crap!" I left the court and was now into a dim hallway and then went into the well lit cafe. There was hardly anyone there just people finishing up the last of there lunch. I went to get my food and the servers were behind the counter talking to each other and wasn't acknowledging me and I knew they were ignoring me because service is done. I have no eaten anything since breakfast and there is at least 6 more hours worth of school left, if I didn't eat anything I would probably end up sick.One of the workers there told me that they have stopped serving food a minute ago and then I left. I went into another dark hallway and thinking about my stomach being empty, growling and vibrating. So I started up a stairwell but was upset that I just collapsed on the stairs with my upper body laying on the landing. It was dim in this area as well and I laid my head down on the floor and closed my eyes. A while later I lifted my head up off of the floor and looked around. The floor I was laying on had diagonal yellow and black lines on it, like the ones you would see in a factory indicating a warning area or a bus where you would have to watch your step. I got lucid but at a very low level and realized how dark everything is. "why is it that this school is so dark?" I began to feel frightened and needed to get out of here. I began to go up the stairs and the high I went, the darker it got until I had to stop going up. It was now nearly pitch black cept for the moon light that is somehow shining into a concealed area unless there is a skylight. The light was reflecting off of two double doors but it was too dark to see and even think about going into that hallway. "too dark." I went back down the stairs until I was on the floor I left from and then got out of the stair well and into a dark hallway. I was very uneasy and need to get out, then I though about the court which had the best light. I looked around the dim hallway and saw the gym doors. "There!" I ran down the hall and opened up the gym doors. The lights there were much dimmer then they were the first time but it still had enough light and there were also people still there as well. I ran up to someone and asked what has happened here?" They said something about the lights going out and coming back on. So that's why it was so dim in here these are vapor lights. Then I found out that the school was closed and somehow we are locked inside here. I talk to them and get them to help me get out of here and I follow them. We are walking down hallway after hallway and then I seen a glass pane and behind it, was a room. This room looked that of an office crept it had red and white brick walls and there was also a light in the room and was well lit. I would go there but this room was in a different place beyond the pane and even if I did make it there I would end up trapped if that light decides to blow out. I got a rift of a fireplace in a cozy home with a bookcase. I left from that place then proceeded down the hallway and ended up in a candy store. So now I'm in a new location and I see racks of candy and some fruity Juice Gum. I thought about taking some but then the school would end up suffering from that when it opens back up tomorrow and have to pay out of its money to replace the missing gum. I felt a little bad and avoided stealing the candy from my school. While I was busy looking around in the store I realized that the group of people I was with ended up leaving me behind and was way up ahead. "shit!" I ran out of the store and seen them round a corner I caught up to the corner only to get cut off by a creature of some sort and right when I was about to yell which they were like a few feet ahead the monster put a hand over my mouth and said "shhhh." Putting its finger on its lips. "Don't be afraid." Right at this time I realized what was going on here. The school apparently has feeling and would be sad at night because everyone would leave it and it didn't want them to leave. It was lonely and sad. The people realized that I was in trouble a was coming back for me but suddenly someone or something exploded and blood and bones splatted all over the wall. I was around the corner and out of sight of the people and all they saw was that blood and bones on the wall. "She is gone!" The school was staging my death so that they can leave me here to be with it for the night." They left thinking I was dead but was alright. Once they left the monster took me into a different place and here there was light and people around. There was also these cube chutes that had a black cloth over them. Why should I bother going home when I can party all night long!? I went into one of them and was now in an underworld filled with famous monsters like Count Dracula. He was Chibi sized but was still big in a way. He turned around and saw me. "I am gonna suck your blood." I imagined me smelling something like someones mouth after they dun wipe spit off of it, was a very faint smell since he wants to suck me. I didn't want that and avoided him by going through the chute I came in from. I hid next to it and he came out behind me, looking around for me. He has a dark cape on and then I think he flew off as a bat when I didn't think to turn around to find me. Then another person came out of the chute and went into the store I saw earlier. I realized that each time someone uses these chute that there is a slight nudge behind you to let you know that someone is coming behind you and to move out of the way of it. Unfortunately right as I was going back in, another person was coming out and he ended up getting stuck. I stood in front of it and seen that it was a pink and white bunny like guy. He saw me and outstretched his arms for me to help him out. I pulled him out and then he started talking to me through my voice. We said some things and then I was trying to get his name right and said it wrong. "No my name is Mistress Buna." That's when I realized that she was a female. Then I tried to say it again. "Mister Booyah?" Then she says through my voice. "Now you are making me angry." I laughed. "Sorry. It's just that I hardly know who you are." This Bunny was weird, with curly pink silky fur and pointy ears that pointed sideways instead of straight up. Fiesta music plays as I woke up.
1. I was inside of my room getting dressed. After I get dressed I walk downstairs and I go out the front door. Outside the sun is shining really bright and the weather feels really crisp and cool. I look down the street to the right of me and I see a group of about 5 lions and 5 really big dogs. Some of the lions are male, some of them are female. The dogs are all white, as white as white gets, and they are just standing next to the lions. I thought, "Wow, this is going to be a great story to tell the guys later on." The group of animals started walking down the street, closer to my house. I start getting a little afraid, there's no way I'd be able to take on 5 lions and 5 dogs all at once. I retreat back to my front door and watch them from there. Suddenly, the animals see a man walking down the street past my house. They start running towards him, and the man starts running for his life. At this point my mom comes outside and watches. I feel sorry for the guy being chased. For some reason, right as the animals get right up on the guy, they stop chasing him. Now all the animals have stopped and are just standing around at the corner of the street where they stopped. My mom walks past me, walking straight in the direction where the animals are. "Mom what are you doing?!?" I asked. "Going to get mail." She replies. I ask her if she's worried about the animals, but she says that she's not because they won't come after her if she just walks and doesn't act scared. This isn't the mother I know. The animals start walking in our direction now, and I think about what my mom told me. I start walking back to the house casually, but as I see the animals getting closer I end up running for it. Once I get to my front door I open it and go inside. Inside, in the library room of my house I see my sister on our parents computer. I walk over to see what she is doing and she is looking at porn. This surprises me, and out of curiosity I sit down next to her to see what she is watching. Oddly enough, the porn she is watching lesbian porn with two girls that look about my age. I find the girls hot as fuck, and wish I was banging them right now. Suddenly my dad walks into the room. I tell my sister to exit out of the video and she clicks the X button, but it doesn't work. My dad finally gets over to the computer and looks at the screen. "What the hell is this?!" My sister frantically goes back and tries pressing the exit button but my dad stops her. "No, keep it up, I want to see just what the hell you are watching". He then looks at it for a second. "This is the perverted shit you're looking up?". At this point I just get up and walk out of the room and leave my dad alone with my sister to give her a talk. Right as I get out of the room I see a girl walk in through the front door. She's wearing booty shorts and a tight t-shirt. Instantly this activated my animal instincts, and I wanted to fuck her right there on the spot, but I knew I couldn't do that right in front of my parents. So I got an idea. I went upstairs, put on some tight clothing that would show my physique really well, and went back downstairs. As I got back downstairs I noticed that all of my family was now in my living room, but the lights were off and they were watching t.v. The girl was sitting on the couch next to my mom. I looked down at the shorts I was wearing and realized that somehow, my dick was out. Suddenly it was like my shorts had shrunk. I immediately went back upstairs and put on some other shorts. After that I come back downstairs. Now my outfit consists of proper sized shorts and a wife beater that really shows my defined body. As I walk back into the living room the girl immediately notices me and gets up off of the couch and comes up to me. "Hey" she says with a dirty smile on her face. "Hey babe, come with me upstairs." I tell her. "Okay" she replies while biting her lip. As we're walking upstairs I think to myself, "Yes! Finally that condom that I have tucked in my room will come in handy!". Once we get into my room we both strip off our clothes. I pull out the condom I have in my drawer and put it on. As I put on the condom I notice one thing, my penis seems a good two or three inches bigger than it actually is, it looks about 10 inches. Don't get me wrong, I'm perfectly fine with this, but it looks monstrous. I turn around and look at her perfect body. I then put her on the bed and dominated her. I'm surprised that my parents didn't even find out in the dream because she got pretty loud. We had sex for a while and after that I woke up. I woke up to a surprise in my briefs like most guys do, and its disgusting. I know some of the guys reading this can relate. Sorry about all of the details in this recall, I wanted to make up for only remembering this dream so I made it really detailed.
I'm sitting in mrs.hadaways class and she's teaching about dyslexia. Let me remind you she's originally a business teacher. I remember her saying something along the lines of: dyslexia is a dangerous disease. it consumes everything you eat. I raise my hand and she calls me: Isn't it weird that a micro-organism can affect our body with great precentage? I recall myself saying. And she just looks at me dumbfoundedly and I look around the class and it's silent. Then she says, "Uhm. Yes." I begin to walk out of the class. Then all goes black and at first i think i'm blind/ someone turns them back on and my vision becomes blurry. I fall to the floor in mid-panic until someone comes and gives me their glasses. I look up and see a girl in my view. Her name is Sarah. She takes my hand and lifts me and we start to walk out of the school. We're in a room, on a bed. She's lying on top of my with her head on my chest and her arms resting under my back, as though hugging me. She starts to kiss on me from my head to my legs. She then pulls off my pants and starts to give me a blow-job. After sucking for some time she stops for an unexpected reason-- the tip of my penis comes off. I blink and swallow the spit lodge in my throat. Then I croak: did the tip of my penis just come off? She says Yes. "Well put it back on", I say And she does. She climbs over me and says: I'm going to bed I reach over to give her a kiss goodnight, BUT she only pushes out her foot and tells me to go away. Sarah leaves from my dream. Soon comes another girl. She's naked, trying to take a picture of herself in this irregular pose. She is on her knees with one hand holding her up with her ass high up in the air with her loose hand trying to capture an image. I remember thinking to myself that her ass looked like the ears of a stuffed teddy bear, then I snicker and ask: what are you doing? I don't recall her answering. Then I say something else, like: "I bet you get all the guys." She has really long hair and caramel skin. She's lying on her back now with her legs half-way apart. She's gorgeous. "why dont you have a boyfriend?" She says curtly: "I do. In New York." I remember one time she and I made-out but she wouldn't fuck me. It all makes sense. Long-distance relationships get lonesome time to time. I don't blame her. " Oh" Is all I can think to say. And that's all I can think to remember.
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I suddenly appeared on a field, the sky was morning blue and notice groups at the far distance. I started walking over there and as I got closer I could tell there were students lining up behind 3 other teachers. I realize my line was up front and proceeded to get in to position. That's when I heard one student behind me trying to conjure up a joke. But was having trouble remembering my name in order to do so. He tried a couple of times, which made me think he'll most likely never get it right. However on his last attempt he got it right to where I thought that was convenient. That's when lines ahead all began moving forward to the school building. As I enter inside I realize I was dreaming due to the sensation and the gradual build up of the realization. But I decided not to ruin the non-lucid experience by playing along. I notice our classroom door was the first right beside the exit. That's when someone grab my arm and I heard the teacher say she needed to speak with me. While dragging me outside, I notice the morning blue sky was gone. It was simply more brighter. I then have an FA. Lucidity Time: 19 seconds.
I was false awakened because my stereo was blaring. I crawled out of bed, and almost tripped on my son who was lying on the floor, and then I proceeded to turn the stereo volume down. I couldn’t believe my son would come and crank the stereo up in my room on a Saturday morning, but I was too tired to complain. I went back to bed. I was false awakened again because the music was blaring. Without getting out of bed, I first yelled at my son to turn the music down, with no avail; followed by yelling at my wife to turn the music down. They both didn’t answer. I crawled out of bed and went to the stereo, my son was no longer in my room, the volume was turned down, but the music was still blaring! I went behind the stereo cabinet, and yanked the power bar out, and unplugged everything. The music stopped, ah peace and quiet, I can get back to lucid dreaming. I crawled back into bed and went to sleep. I was false awakened again because the music was blaring! What the heck is going on? I crawled out of bed for the 3rd time, and the volume knob was turned up on the stereo (again). I decided to turn the volume down again, but still leave it playing, so then maybe somebody wouldn’t crank it back up. I crawled back into bed and went to sleep. This time something different happened. My body was asleep, but my mind was still awake because of all the false awakenings. I was lying in bed with my eyes closed in total darkness, but I could hear the music blaring for the fourth time. I slowly realized these must have been false awakenings. I decide to get up and go have some lucid dream fun, but I couldn’t move, and my eyes wouldn’t open. I then decided to do my OBE exit technique where I jump out of my body and land beside my bed. This worked! My vision was very blurry, and it wasn’t very bright in my bedroom, but I could see a woman standing right beside me, with long, dirty blonde hair, wearing a long, blue gown or nighty. I immediately hugged her, naturally, and realized it was my daughter! I said her name in surprise, and then I woke from the excitement.
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