dream fragment

On the first "day" of my dream, my school caught on fire. It was badly damaged, and everyone rushed out of the school.
The next "day", I remember riding in my mom's car to school. I kept telling her how stupid it was that we were not out of school that day. As we arrived, I looked at the school. Everything seemed to be back to normal, I only saw a few blackened smears. I rode around back and can't recall what happened from there. Then I remember being in our library. There was a deep pond in the middle. I don't know what was in there, but it may have been piranhas. I remember throwing these clear balls full of water as fish food. It was weird.

Today was a little better than yesterday.

1. I've received a message from Mr. Rogers, my old band director, in response to my (irl) request that he tell his students that my saxophone is for sale. He doesn't really answer the request at all, but just says something to the effect of "you need to come and visit more often."
I woke up and was thinking about selling the saxophone and for a second thought this had actually happened.

2. I've found one of my white pairs of shorts, somewhere around the house where it doesn't belong, and I wonder how it got here, and frustratedly take it.


That's all for today. Though I was lazy, and fell asleep about 3 times after my alarm went off and had various dreams which I've forgotten all about.

I was at the House of Blues and my boyfriend and I were supposed to be going upstairs to a VIP thing. The room was dark and fairly crowded, but there wasn't anyone watching the VIP entrance.

So I got back into doing the WBTB function and my recall was much better. I remember three different dreams. The final one I had during a fifteen minute nap which is pretty wild, honestly.

For some reason I own some house that an old acquaintance, Zeb, used to own or live in. It seems fairly run down but in the basement there is a large collection of band promotional stuff. I'm talking: posters, albums, stickers, shirts, and whatever else you can think of. Somewhere down the line I invite him and a few friends over to my new place and I tell him about the stuff I found down there. He looks at me, very seriously, and tells me not to sell any of it or make any sort of money off of it. I tell him he can have it all back and that, at most, I had just been giving it out for free.

This is just a fragment.I remember seeing some sort of promotion for an album that my buddy Tom is a part of. It's getting rave reviews.

I'm in a dark and gothic looking version of New York City. I work at a grocery store and I look like a younger Brad Pitt. For some reason an epic chase scene starts up and I'm suddenly on top of a moving van fighting for my life to get something or take something from somebody. The car I'm clinging to is swinging this way and that until finally some other person, an older man whom I know somehow, drives along side me and starts bumping me and demanding what I've got/am trying to get. I fight him but eventually he causes an accident and I am thrown from the car. I flash forward to the next morning working at the grocery store. I'm sitting down slumped against a wall when this beautiful woman comes in. She's white with long brown hair and dark eyes. She comes over to me and we begin talking. I don't really know what we talk about until finally I say: "You don't know what it's like. I have no ambition. I'm going with you."

And now we're outside of some large castle looking place and we're talking in a hushed whisper. She says the place belongs to her father, Tsuonga. We walk down these concrete steps that are overgrown by dead trees and arrive in front of a large black and brown polished door. For some reason I can suddenly see a glowing yellow receptacle similar to the one seen while playing Oblivion. I make a little joke about it and she nervously laughs. And then the door swings open. We slowly walk in and as we do I warn her that sometimes, in Oblivion, you can get invited into a room and then attacked for no reason. So she needs to be careful.

We're in this building now and everything about it is gigantic. The ceiling is arched and appears infinitely high. There seems to be several different levels all displayed above us, sort of like a mall, and everything reeks of opulence. But everything is still very dark. So we crouch and start to slowly make our way forward. She mutters something in my ear about keeping a lookout for her dad and I nod and we continue. And then suddenly we hear him jogging down the stairs and to the bottom where we are at. He looks odd though. Like a mix between the Mars Attack Aliens (without the helmet) and the Green Goblin and his movements remind me of an NPC in any RPG you've ever played. One minute he's far away and the next, like framerates skipping, he's mere feet away. He jerks towards us and then back up the stairs. My heart is hammering and I motion for her to slowly move forward. So we do. And then suddenly he's descending upon us and obviously furious. We start to fight back but he's absurdly strong. For some reason I try to use some form of magical lightning but my power is low and I'm unable to hold him with it. I run up a set of stairs as and grab him from behind as he closes his arms around some person that is suddenly there. It appears to be a girl. I scream to the girl that I arrived here with and tell her that I'm going to pull his face away from the woman, as he is gnawing on her neck, and that she needs to be ready to shoot power into him even if he is her father. She says OK.

So I grab hold of his chin and grimace as I feel the wetness of the open wound and his saliva and I pull my hardest to get him away from the womans neck. He's biting furiously like a zombie and I'm struggling to even keep him still. And then I wake up.

I really am. I forgot the paper with the dreams from... Tuesday? again. And I'm leaving tomorrow for the Mackinac City-ish area and won't be back until Monday. Anyways, I'll put what I remember of last night's dreams.

~I was walking around a mall with someone else, and Hayley Williams from Paramore was sitting in a big chair in the center of the place. I just kept walking around. Nothing happened.

~No idea where I was in this one--there was some brick building that might've been a school, and then a bunch of grassy areas. Someone was mowing the grass and I was holding a really cool looking pen. It had an elaborate clicker-thing and the middle where all the ink is was encased in a kind of long oval of glass with white roses and stars painted on it.

holy shit. that was crazy. i cannot believe it worked. i was lucid at the begining, and only semi lucid in the middle, non-lucid at the end. recall isn't great

i woke up maybe around 1230 or so but didn't look at the clock. i decided to try wild and just layed down and thought "I am going to remember I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming, im dreamng im dreaming" and day dreaming. It got foggy a few times but i was able to stay awake and then i started to hear one of the dogs in the kitchen but tried not to focus on it. it made me scared for some reason but i held on. then i started to tingle all over. it lasted maybe 15-30 seconds and i remembered this is part of it and got excited...i couldn't control my breathing and was starting to think i was snapping out of it. i didn't know it was a good sign, but my eyes started to move all over...it scared me and i woke up....i think it may have been a false awakening though.

jeremy rolled over after a few minutes and i aske dif he was awake. he was so i told him how close i was. he patted me and rolled over. i got the laptop out and read about WILD.

I decided to try again. this time focusing on lying still and counting 1 im dreaming 2 im dreamking...etc. i got frustrated a few times when jeremy would roll over and touch me or the dogs would get loud(they make more noise at night than i thought) and eventually got up to go to the bathroom. i was frightened then for some reason but tried to ignore that.

I finally settled in and faded out a few times. finally, i could feel myself falling out of bed. i wanted to catch myself, but knew this could be it. i could hear jeremy trying to wake me up, telling me i was falling! i don't catch myself but i end up straight in bed 2 or 3 times and start the falling over(false awakenings?) finally, i fall so much that i know i MUST be on the floor. i feel around and i am in bed. i figure i must be dreaming but feel really silly. its too real, nothing is wrong. but then i look at my hand and it's funny...i don't remember what's wrong with them now though.

i know i am alseep, and try not to laugh too much. i turn to jeremy and say holy shit, this is so funny. he wont wake up...he mummbles and bats my hands away. I still don't quite believe it and am having trouble functioning. eventually i go to the bathroom and look at my hands again...there are 6 fingers, then 4, then 2 sets of 2 fingers on my right hand are stuck together at the base and flare out at the top...i KNOW i am dreaming. I decide to try to get to Marc. i put my hand to the mirror and push. sure enough, i go through. i end up in darkness, but i know i am in the bedroom, on top of a table with a black table cloth covering it. i count my moves forward so i can get out of the darkness if i need to. i go around the table/blackness finding nothing...so i go back. i exit in the bedroom. there is an old volkswagon van and marc is there. i don't think he says much to me. his hair is long and he is sitting in the van as if he is at a drive through watching something in front of him.

i remember worrying about waking jeremy up. i try to call out with him from my own body and even try waking up...i am scared for a minute.

i think i have a false awakening too...jeremy is shaking me telling me to wake up, i am half on the bed, with a goofy smile on my face and drooling.

still in the bedroom-cats, 1 with mange at least 3 of them, 1 older mostly black, 2 kittens black and white. jeremy is there, i tell him they are cute and grab for one of the kittens and cuddle it while it tries to squirm away from me. it has bad mange and a few sores on its back that i look at closely, then i put it down.

now in the livingroom and dining room-mister fighting adalie, not in a playful way lola is also there. they are following me around the house. i am trying to get outside to try flying. i think i do it? and am somewhat unimpressed with flying.

lucidity starts getting choppy...but this part is very vivid still. running outside at night...near some sort of school or warehouse. poeple are sitting around watching something in the sky. fireworks? shooting stars? i don't know. the people around are making fun of me...i guess i was naked or did something imbaressing like peed in front of them? i grabbed a plate thing...was very pretty and sparkly. greens, blacks and blue. was my sister's work, matched a pitcher. the man bought it but i wanted it. i dropped it as he chased me and the end broke so i told him he could havfe it. i flew over to the area where the craft show was to pay but don't think i got there.

marc came over to a hosue, not quite my house but close. i was home alone, there were clothes all over the place. he comes in and smiles, i look at him in amazement...wondering if its real marc or a dream character. he can see my amazment and says,"sorry for the old clothes, i wanted to come right over after ----something?---. . he asks if i wanna play borderlands or another game. his hair is super short and he is wearing a heather blue shit with bleach stains all over it. at this point i know it's not really marc *lucidity is almost gone i think*i try to tell him i don't want to play a game but i have a huge wad of gum in my mouth. i try to pull it all out but its all stuck and there's just tons of it.

there are 2 agents who go to an old womans house on a call. the old woman says that her son is keeping 2 kids in confinement. we/they go downstairs and find a chubby little boy and a little girl who is slightly older. i think they are hispanic or just have really dark hair. they are playing with baby toys and quickly turn around when we/they go downstairs. the room is carpetted and has a glass door leading to a yard, even though this is a basement. one of the walls is lined in mirrors but i don't look in the mirror(d'oh!) they dont recognize us and at first the girl yells "daddy! grandmas got us in confinment and..." and she trails off as she realizes we aren't her daddy. the female agent asks the kids if they have a phone number(presumably for their dad?) and they play a recording from a keyboard it goes "charlie, we have the alpha...something something...

i wake up

i will work on this journal when it's not 330 am on a work night. this was remarkable though...can't believe it! i feel very well rested, but know i need to go back to bed.

this dream came the night after my first day of school. coincidence? i think not.

I don't remember any details now. its really fragmented. just remember that it was the first day of school.

Date: Aug.25/26
Time: Approximately 7:05 am

Description: This is another non-lucid dream. It is only one dream, and it is only in fragments. I can't no matter how hard I try, remember much of anything. Even feelings are scarce. But nonetheless here it is.

Dream: I am walking down a street and see somebody that I recognize (not a friend or anybody I know, it was a feeling of just going along with whatever the plot was). We have a place where we hang out. In this place, a water pipe is broken, but it still seems to work. This person I am with brings over a couple of girls to the house. One of these girls is more official than the other in their relationship to the guy. They both like each other too. This guy ends up wanting the official girl over the other women. I invite a couple of guys to this house we are at. DJ comes over and we mess with the computer, trying to lay down beats in FL studio. I pick up the headphones I use and give them to DJ. I end up back on the street walking the opposite way I was in the beginning of the dream.

I'm coming back. It's time to build some dream recall.

My fragments for the night:


1. I'm in a competition of some sort, with a person about my age. They seem like a worthy opponent, and we're dashing around somewhere.

2. I'm playing starcraft 2.

Awoke at 7:03 and almost forgot to jot down my memories. Had two dream fragments and one very vivid, non-lucid dream.

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Fragment 1:

I was on the ground in front of a very large forklift. For some reason I had the intent to hang onto the forks while someone raised them, and throw an object off. I grabbed ahold of the forks, holding the object on the other side of the forks, but I couldn't see the object and had no idea what it was. The forks started raising, and so did I as I was hanging on to them. The forks kept going higher and higher until they stopped when I was at least 100 yards off the ground. I attempted to throw the object (still couldn't see it) and slipped, falling off the forks. I managed to catch the end of the fork with my foot, swinging back around and grabbing ahold again.

**On a side note, does anyone else have dreams where they can't see an object or a person's face? This happens to me frequently, where I'll be looking right at someone, yet I cannot see their face.

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Fragment 2:

I was in a hangar with my immediate and extended family, and they were about to go on a plane ride. Everyone was in various places in a small airplaine, the kind that is normally used for skydiving. I was hugging people and saying goodbye, getting ready for my 8-hour drive home. My mother offered to take me there in the plane so I wouldn't have to drive. I said "But how am I going to get my car home?" to which she replied "Good point."

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Full dream, VERY vivid, but not lucid:

I was sitting in class and it was "bring a friend day". I brought my cousin. The room was lab-like and very familiar. There was only 3 people in class, us two and a geeky yet cute girl. Our lab was to take an item with a few bearings and other moving parts and figure out a way to reduce the force required to turn it to a certain level. My cousin was reading through the lab instructions and we couldn't figure it out (which is weird because he is an engineer at NASA), when the girl comes up, silently puts an elaborate solution down on the table involving batteries, motors, capacitors, and all kinds of other stuff and turns it on. She then gave us a snotty look and silently walked out of the room. Someone barged in the classroom and told the professor they needed to see him now. He was in his late 20's, and was very visibly nervous when this happened.

A woman came in and told my cousin and I to go see "Kim."

Me: "Kim who?"
Woman: --long pause-- "uhh... Filipe"
Me: "Where?"
Woman: "Anywhere the F*** away from here!!!"

She was visibly annoyed at my lack of immediate compliance which made me want to defy her, but I eventually left the classroom with my cousin. He waited while I went to the bathroom. I ran into the professor in the bathroom and asked him what that was all about. He nervously said "I can't believe they're doing this s*** again"

Upon walking out of the bathroom my cousin was still sitting on a chair, and all of a sudden I saw some of my friends. We started walking toward an event of some sort, and it turned out to be some kid's birthday party. My one friend started singing "happy birthday" and had everyone convinced it was my birthday instead of the kid's, despite my protests. The real birthday kid goes "Yay now he gets all the birthday kisses instead of me!"

Then I woke up.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a convention center with pretty high ceilings; it actually looked like an art gallery. The floors were yellow cream tile, the walls white, and the lighting was coming from many light bulbs in circular encasements right in the ceiling.

There were two floors to this building: the main floor, and the basement. The main floor was of the layout described above, but the basement was mostly shiny beige-painted concrete, and had a much lower ceiling, only around ten feet from the ground. I was taking an escalator down to the basement, and while I was standing there, going down, I was going over some sort of plan. "Build" is the only word I can remember, but it definitely wasn't anything bad.

On the way down I saw Gilbert Huph (Mr. Incredible's boss) sitting on the escalator rail, going up, while I was going downwards. He looked at me and said, "did you just say bomb"? I didn't, so I spent a few moments saying "no" and trying to convince him. Ultimately he just laughed, hopped off the escalator at the end, and walked away.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


23:30 GMT - Sleep

Friends visiting and kid gets hurt
I’m in a home I feel it’s mine but only has some similarities to my real home. I’m at the balcony, that in reality is on a 3rd floor but in the dream it looks like 1st floor and has direct access by stairs to the street. In front, instead of other buildings there is a huge landscape with green hills and sparse houses. At distance I see a group of friends, but i can only recall who was one of them (H.E.). They see me and we wave at each other. They decide to come to visit me. We express lots of joy when we meet, but then they surprise me by saying they’ve been there before when I was not present. I ask “really?” and they say “Sure, and A.G. even stayed behind. Didn’t you see him inside the house?” I was embarrassed thinking that he might have been hiding and saw me undress and talking to myself. But then they say they are just kidding and I say it wasn’t funny.
Later at dawn there’s a big fuss going on under my balcony, on the street. I go look and apparently some kid had an accident while playing and is losing a lot of blood – it seems he cut or lost his ear, but I’m not sure. An ambulance is already coming and lots of people are taking care of him, so I decide to close the window and go inside. But I think my action didn’t please my neighbours and I hear them saying nasty things, like I don’t care if the kid is ok or not.

Cat possessed by a spirit
The next day I receive a visit from my dad, my two uncles and one aunt. They are on the kitchen that connects directly to the living room. It then that I realise this house is actually much more like the beach house of a friend of mine. On the living room I find my black cat but with him are two other cats and the most striking is that one of these cats which is also black, he’s a bit old and has some injuries, namely one ear missing (what a coincidence – a cat-dream-reincarnation of the kid of the dream-night before).
When the visitors leave, then something surreal happens. In the living room I find this demon or spirit which I can only sense but not really see. He is cloud-like and when in contact with it I feel it’s intentions. I just have time to grab a plastic bag and close it very tight (cool, catching spirits with a bag, reminds me of Ghostbusters). As if it was some insect, I decide to take it outside and then close all my windows so it won’t come inside again (silly). But when I arrive at my second balcony on the back of the house, there’s an helicopter landing on it and with all this commotion going on, I realise I left the spirit out of the bag.
I run the house looking for it and I find my cat, possessed by the spirit! He looks demonic and ready to cause some damages. But with love and patience I approach the cat and I think I calm him down (don’t remember more.)

Brussels on a hurry
I was in Brussels, inside a taxi and upset that this time I had no time at all to enjoy it. I was passing an avenue and saw the theatre/opera which strangely looked more like Berlin than Brussels, but ok. I was thinking of some invitation from friends who were going to see a play and I couldn’t go because I was on my way to the airport, already leaving. Even the hotel where I stayed was amazing and I had no time to stop and simply enjoy it. I was sad and a bit frustrated. [I am actually going there next month, so we’ll see if it’s just work and no enjoyment or not.]


2:00 GMT – 1st waking

Undefined
As soon as I move to write it down, it fades. I vaguely remember looking at some charts with hollow olive-green circles and something about magic.

4:00 GMT – 2nd waking

Talking about gurus and peeing myself
I met my high school girl friends, with whom I don’t speak for so long. There’s a huge distance (emotionally speaking) separating us and they are talking with each other, excluding me from the conversation. Until I hear them talking about their spiritual journeys and realise that L. is very interested in my guru, although she has no clue he is my guru. I tell her and this breaks the ice. She wants to know more. We hang around a bit and then head to a toilet - I go to the toilet every night, probably because I really go to the toilet every night in RL. The toilet seat is very high and when sitting there I pee all over the place because I can’t sit straight on this thing – it’s embarrassing! A cleaning lady comes at the right time and I tell her it was not my fault. She is aware of the toilet problem and even helps me, showing me a shower where I can clean myself. Then I finally leave the toilet with my friends, but it’s not easy because meanwhile a huge crowd of ladies is going in and out of it. (What a stupid dream...)

War (again)
I’m with my friend R. (from the previous group of girl friends) in a trench. She is dressed in military uniform from WWII with one of those metal helmets on her head. Behind us is a tank shooting at some wall in front of us. My friend is getting to adventurous and gets out of the trench heading to this wall. Not only she is danger because of the enemies, but she is on the way of our own bombs. I see she has some idea but I have no clue what could be. I see the bombs exploding closer and closer to her I also get out of the trench and move towards her to get her back in a safe place when one bomb falls right by her side and we are projected in the air. Magically none of us get seriously hurt and then I hear some off-voice commentating that in reality this wouldn’t be possible and explaining all the physics behind it to prove his point. (I felt I was inside a war documentary.)

Reptilians
I was with my parents at the airport. I had just arrived from somewhere (probably Brussels, from that other dream before). We were sitting on a cafeteria, talking, and I had this itch in my eye that was getting worst and worst. I looked on some mirrored surface what was going on and I had this awful irritation. After a while my iris was all black and I had this internal jelly-like extra lid - like cats have. I thought it looked like I had reptilian eyes, but I didn’t say anything, because my father would not understand or would think I’m crazy. But he left the table for a while and I told my mother what was on my mind. She then told me she had had the same exact problem a few days before and it occurred to her the same exact idea. No way! Then we were discussing that maybe we are reptilians without knowing and about if that would even be possible. I mean, this would prove that they aren’t all evil heartless cold blooded creatures, but that they are actually normal people or that many of us are actually unknowing reptilian-human hybrids!

Two dreams intertwined, soup kitchen and a stalker
I’m still with my parents at the airport but nobody is coming to serve at the cafeteria. My father comes back and tells us that we must go to a desk on the opposite side from where we were to get the food. It happens that this was in fact a soup kitchen for the poor. Then I had two dreams overlapping and I was two characters at the same time, with different stories – my own RL and some DC.
So I was on the queue to get the food when some girl putting potatoes on the plate found strange that I was there and asked me if I was really poor. I said I wasn’t starving but that I was a single working mom and my baby was staying with his grandma and that we had food but we also needed to save money for other expenses with the baby and I had in fact got stamps from the social services to eat there. Although none of this is true in my real life, I wasn’t truly lying. I could actually see the baby in my mind and know that he existed in my life and the story was real. But at the same time I had doubts – didn’t I just arrived by plane from somewhere? Wasn’t I here with my parents? The girl believed me and went back to get even more potatoes.
Then I notice a guy leaving the queue and exiting the place. He tries to do it unnoticed but I have a glimpse of him and I recognise him as this guy that stalked me for some time (in RL). He knows me (the real me) and I got scared that he knows I’m not poor 8the me that’s not poor, I mean) and he probably is feeling upset to hear my dream me telling this story that for him isn’t true. I imagine that he is waiting me outside somewhere to hurt me. Or maybe he knows my new address and is there lurking, waiting my arrival. I feel worried and try to get company to go home with me.


5:40 GMT – 4th waking

Lucid in the city and Goldberg machine!
I’m walking in a city, it looks like Lisbon, but could be anywhere. I pass in front of a grocery store and they have those supermarket freezers with no doors on the sidewalk. I think “what a waste of energy” and stop to look at the leafy green vegetables and salad dressings they have on it. Then for some reason I become lucid. Oh well, what am I going to do?, maybe fly. I fly around the city, really trying to shock the DC, but as usual, they don’t find it strange that I’m flying and I get bored. Let’s try something I’ve never done before: fireballs in my hands. I make a wish, I visualise, I do my best, but nothing comes out, just a bit of smoke. I feel frustrated and try harder. This time a new set of fingers grow in the palm of my hand, imitating a flame, which is very funny and original but clearly not what I had in mind. I shake it away and they are gone. Before I lose lucidity I decide to fly a bit more, this time to above the city, to see the world from up there as I’ve done before. Unfortunately this night I’m not managing to fly much higher than the city buildings and taller trees. Luckily on top of a tree I find a wooden platform and discover a whole circuit between the trees and city buildings, made of platforms, suspended bridges, ropes and lianas and I decide to follow it. Not only it might be amusing, but I wonder if by doing it it will help me loose these fears of doing it in RL. At some point it even get dangerous, because I have to cross some place with high-voltage wires just hanging on ropes – I start to forget that it’s just a dream and feel a bit fear. Then I end up in front of this amazing 3-storey high box-like construction and wonder what it is. I figure out it is some kind of Goldberg machine and equate if I go inside it or not, when some chair falls down and the whole thing starts to fall apart – jets of water, hanging objects falling, etc. Three guys, laughing their asses off and all wet, come out of it. They were inside it and had lost the game. It was a team game: they had to solve some kind of puzzle, but as they go on, they start running out of options and one wrong movement can start the machine, ending the game. Apparently they were there for hours, thinking about the next move, when one made the wrong move, collapsing it. All of a sudden, puzzles and chess games look so démodé. Then I can't keep the dream on and I wake up.

6:55 GMT – Wake up

25.08.2010

Could not schedule (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A so so night. Recalled three dreams (one fragmented)

First:

- Scheduling work.
- No applicants.
- Bad workers talked about me on a chat.
- I could not assign job for today as I was assigning them first at other place.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Unknown.

I absolutely hate dreaming about my work. It infests my life enough during the day why does it have to invade me at night? And what's worse is the only way I can parlay my work into a dream sign is if I do RCs at work all the time and... That's just hard to do.

Any suggestions?

The main event:

I remember working at Brew and Grow with Mike. We are hanging out working when Scott arrives with the truck. Rather than bringing it through the back door like normal he comes through the front. The first pallet he sets down is tall but skinny. Alex comes over to help unload it and I ask him how big of a truck we have. He says about two hours worth of work.

Only one dream last night.

August 25th 2010,


Note to reader: I tried the wake induced lucid dream technique and I just fell asleep. It was strange how quickly it happened. Anyways, as I tried staying still this morning at 5 AM, I repeated to myself, "I am sleeping, I am in a lucid dream." That way when I entered my dream, I would know that I was sleeping. Funny thing is; It didn't quite turn out that way.



First Dream (Non-lucid):

Like any other dream I had, this one had a story to it. It took place where I live, but also parts of it took place in the middle of nowhere. For example my house was very very far away from where I normally live. It was the first day of school, and I went to my regular high school. I was going into all my classes and I saw one of my real life friends Hugh, several times in my "classes". In real life I have no classes with him this year, I know this because we recieve our schedules 2 weeks before school starts. Anyways my mind made up another dream character named Ashley, and she was very good looking. So I remember going to all my classes, then going to lunch, then for some reason during lunch I noticed I was wearing shin guards and high socks..then I looked back down and I was wearing cleats too. AND I DIDN'T REALIZE IT WAS A DREAM?? So before I went to my next class me and my friend Hugh went to the lockerroom. In my school, the lockerroom is several hallways away from the lunch room. But in my dream it was across from the lunch room. We went in and I asked hugh and one of my friends Marcos who was there in the lockerroom,"Should I do soccer this year?". No response. I went to my gym class and there again was Hugh and Ashley. Both of them were in my gym class too. The gym teacher was my gym teacher from 5th grade. And she told everyone to go outside. They all went outside, including the teacher. Suddenly I felt extremely strange..and I fainted.

Second Dream (Non-lucid):

The perspective was 3rd person. I was watching myself. Weirdly enough, I wasn't myself. I was some other guy that I had seen on a YouTube video last night before going to bed. And usually in every dream I have a power..but in this dream there was something wrong with me. I woke back up in the gym/locker room. The same one I had fainted in, from my previous dream. I teleported outside to see if I missed the bus home, because I expected that I had fainted and stayed unconcious all the way through school. I missed the bus. I started teleporting, closer and closer to my house in real life, then I changed route for some reason. I kept teleporting then I just started walking. All of the sudden an old man in a car asked me, "Hey do you need a ride?" I turned around and kept walking. He started following me. And then I started running. I got home and my mother wasn't my mother. I fainted again.

Third Dream (Non-lucid):

All of the sudden I wake up in my bed, in this strange new house of mine. the house looked kind of like my house now which is long horizontally, and is yellow. But in the dream it went up vertically and it was red.


Kind of like this except WAY taller.

Inside the house was also very different. It looked old..very old. All of the sudden the old man appeared infront of me. He told me why I was fainting. He told me that everytime I wake up and suspect that I am lucid dreaming, that I will fall asleep immediately. I walked out of my room. Now I was a monster.. I was a 3 headed moonkin from World of Warcraft.



I kept getting the feeling that I was going to faint. So everytime I did, I said to myself, "I am sleeping. I am in a lucid dream". And I said this without even knowing what I was saying, because I didn't know I was in a dream, I just knew that everytime I said that phrase, that the feeling that I was going to faint went away. Then the YouTube dream character from my previous dream appeared. He tried to kill me. We faught for about 5 minutes and we ended up in my basement. I forget how, but I defeated him. Then I fainted AGAIN!

Fourth Dream (Non-lucid):

Everyone in town had a nickname for me. I forget what it was now, but I was like the infamous monster of the town. And every once in a while I would remember what the old man said, so whenever I saw something scary I would say to myself "I am sleeping. I am in a lucid dream." and it would go away. The man I defeated showed up once but then I made him go away and I never saw him again. Now this time my dream took place in the Mage Tower of the game Dragon Age.



I was no longer a monster and now I was dreaming in 1st person. I was an apprentice spellcaster and the regular people were there (Hugh and Ashley, etc.). This time my friend Joey came up to me and he said, "You know how you said that Ashley girl likes you? Well I think she does because she's been staring at you all class and I saw it myself." and I said really? And I looked over at her. All of the sudden I was back at home on my facebook and Ashley commented on one of my statuses and she said "Oh Lucas, its so cute how you have your little lucid dreams." And yet again I fainted.

Fifth and Last Dream (Non-lucid):

I woke up again in the Mage Tower and then the Tower was under attack and my teacher who was an old woman told everyone to get ready for a fight. And that's all I remember. I woke up this morning at noon.

Conclusion:

Apparently all my dreams tonight were based off of lucid dreaming, but I didn't actually lucid dream ONCE the whole time. I think every time I began to realize that I was in a dream, I "fainted" like the old man in my dream told me. This has been my most vivid dream so far. Also somewhere in my dream I remember that I was holding a brand like for branding cows. And the brand said "Awakening" or "Awaken" and I was branding my pillow in the dream...I have no idea what this means. Awesome dreams tonight though. It was honestly amazing even though I wasn't lucid.