nightmare

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm driving through the parking lot of a shopping center, at night. There is a violent physical altercation going on in the parking lot, and it turns into a gunfight.

I'm now riding my bicycle through a nearby residential neighborhood, where there is more violence going on. It's still nighttime. As I ride, I pray that I won't get hit by a stray bullet. I also reflect that I could be driving to my destination, which is my old church, but I like bicycling better than driving. [This is true.] I miss the turn to get to St. Mark's.

I'm no longer riding my bicycle; I'm now standing in a black nothing. [I suspect that I might have DEILDed here, but I'm not positive.] I think of the destination I was just trying to get to, the parish hall at my old church, and cause a knife from the parish hall's silverware drawer to appear in my hand. A second later, the parish hall appears around me.

I walk through the room, appreciating the dream environment, as usual. A lot of people are there, including my parents. My dad comes up to me and offers to give me a hug, and I accept it and hug back. All the people are there for a big reception, with a lot of food laid out on tables.

After the reception, when everyone has left except me, my parents, and two or three other people, there is still a huge platter of thinly-sliced roast beef left over. I try to give it away to those two or three other people.

I wake up in my current bedroom, very pleased to have just had a lucid dream. I remember to grab my phone, which is running Ev's Lucid Dreaming App for Android, and draw a star on the screen with my finger to indicate that I just had a lucid dream. I draw the star, but very sloppily, with one point much bigger and longer than the other points. I'm concerned that the program won't recognize the gesture, but it does. It displays the gesture I just drew with the caption “lucidity!” underneath it, in the same font it always uses for those captions.

When I woke up for real, I thought to myself, You know, I bet I didn't actually record that lucid dream. The app wouldn't recognize the star if I drew it that poorly, and the caption always just says "lucid dream." I checked my actual phone and, sure enough, no "lucid dream" mark on my graph. That had, indeed, been a false awakening. I felt slightly frustrated, as well as highly amused that the app had shown up in one of my FAs.

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Side notes:

Wow. I'm pretty pleased with this DEILD, if that is indeed what it was, and with my sudden mastery of changing the dream scene. To be fair, though, I did change it to the destination I had been trying to reach in my non-lucid nightmare.

I didn't realize until after I woke up that the part where my dad hugged me was day residue. On the evening before I had this dream, I hadn't bothered to get up and hug my dad when he left the house, and I had regretted it. I thought it was awfully nice of my subconscious to give me a second chance to do that.

This night, I thought to myself that I hoped I didn't remember many dreams because I would have a lot to write the next morning. Well, my wish came true.

I tried WBTB, to no avail.

The first thing I remember was that Grandmom, Uncle Tom, Dad, and Grandpop were all in the same room. There was something very dramatic in the air, and Dad was lying about something very serious. It involved a red book that was on the cabinet. The setting was my grandparents house on my mom's side of the family, but they have since moved out of there. My dad's lies had something to do with his mom. I woke up in the middle of the night after this dream, and I decided not to write it down, because it was a pretty disturbing dream, the way it was presented, and I didn't want to remember it. I remembered it anyway.

Then, there was a long-winded dream about Metroid (gotta love me some Metroid). This one was the best one is a while, but sadly, I didn't write enough down to remember it. I know there were bits where you controlled the ship in first person, but that's about it. This took place at the old house, too, and I wrote down "Sean", "Grandmom" (I don't know which one), and "Mom."

Then I woke up for the WBTB, and I went back to sleep after writing about the Metroid dream. I should stay up longer.

I had this dream where, I was (well, I was really just watching) Dee from Always Sunny In Philadelphia. The gang was trying to put on this show for these hobos, and they rehearsed some music. Dee was playing guitar, and didn't learn the ending of any of the songs, and they were going to play three. Right before they went on, Dee went up to Mac and said, "Look, just play the first two, and I'll play the last one alone." She was going to improvise what she didn't know. The first two songs went off without a hitch. The crowd loved it. The last song however, which was Asilos Magdalena by The Mars Volta, had some issues. Since I was (sort of) Dee, she knew how to play the song, but forgot the rest of it. What's worse is that the guitar kept flipping around and was backwards for a lot of the song. Luckily, she managed to get into this groove of an A minor, then a C major, then she played a solo to it.

The last dream I had took place in my current house. Brian was watching TV, and I had to go to the bathroom (number 2. It's relevant). The house was very messy, as if we were renovating the whole place, and the kitchen had a checkered black and white style rather than its usual pale tile. I went to the bathroom by the kitchen, but there was renovating in there, too. the normal toilet was taken out, and sitting in the corner, and it was replaced by this impossibly small toilet that only mice would be able to fit on. This room also had black and white checkered tiles on the floor, and the walls were all blue. The door to the bathroom turned into these double doors, with slanted slats in them, so that you could see out if you looked up, but not if you looked down. When I woke up I realised that these were the doors that were to the bathroom closet in the old house. Anyway, I was really having a predicament, since I had to go terribly, but I couldn't because of the toilet. So I yelled for my mom, so she could bring me some toilet paper, although I don't know what good that would have done me. At this point, I am pressing my hand against my ass so that this turd doesn't pop out, because it's getting really loose. My mom shows up and I realise that she can't see anything. Her eyes looked like Neo's from The Matrix when he gets his eyes burnt (the third movie), but it was DE that her eyes looked like this because she was getting an eye version of a pedicure done.

Then I woke up, happy as hell I didn't have to shit in real life.

11-01-11 I dreamed I were a female 17-25 talking to a Latino young man about the same age there was chemistry. He worked for a local factory that is on 2-3 wk's. and off 1 wk. He asked if I wanted to go out with him, I got into a vehicle.I was possibly drugged. I awake on a freight train in a box car caged and we are crossing the Mississippi River, I am disoriented at first, cold and it seems really high off the water, I can still smell the river, see the lights, and feel the air, then I ask where we are going and he states we are going to visit his family for the week.I insist he put me on a greyhound back to TN but it is too late. He kinda smirks...I cry and cry silently. I am shaken and you might say in another place mentally. He is traveling with other employees Latinos and a best friend also Latino. He states the town W....something, cant quite remember Wesminster or Wenchester... not sure. There is something about him that has changed, he seems cold distant w/o a conscious. (this dream started around 2-3 am initially,kids woke me and I went back to sleep then in my sleep I disrobed...I cant tell you how unlike me that is) We finally arrive.This doesn't look like the TX I remember. It looked more like tropical mexico but in the heart of a city. I asked to go to a store for toiletries but was told we were going to the place we were to be sleeping at, no where else.He kept telling me I would be home in a weeks time, I pleaded "I have to go home I have babies.... what will they do w/o me for a week".Then it turned into 3-4 days he said I would be home.I knew I was never going home. I had lost all hope. I was ordered to disrobe?????? then I was allowed a small space to sleep next to him like a pet or something and slept. I awoke ...For all I can tell from this dream he did not hurt me or assult me in any way but I felt that my time was running short in a sense... I didn't get to see the end. I feel as though some dreams I have are real life possible situations and that I should be helping the victims in my dreams. It feels as though I'm her mixed with a little of me. All of the terrible things that she felt I felt too....the smell of the river.... Spanish language.... danger..... urgency... and total panic. I felt dehumanized and my life valueless. If this were a real situation I am not so good at remembering the details so how could I help anyway? feedback welcome....


I must add today 11-04-11 that I had this dream Halloween night so it was 11-01-11 around 2 am but did not post till the am of the next night because it was so disturbing I had to find an outlet and stumbled across the site and typed 2ce the 1st time was erased and I had to visit the details in my mind again to get it down. Oh and my time zones not right I entered this at around 3am newby error, its still not right.

I have tonnnne of dreams about masquerade parties, this one was reallllly weird though. It was in venice, and it was at a carnival, it was night time and i was walking along a street trying to get to 'somewhere', I kept wandering round for a bit, then it switched. I was in a really old library, it was like one with lots of rows but it was old and wooden, really classy & beautiful! I was sitting at a old wooden table with lots of books, i remember i wanted to get out so i ran along the isle of books and went out the door, the carpet was so beautiful! i pretty sure it was red and the walls were all wooden and old, it was really nice. I kept walking along the isle and there were these stairs i went down, to the right there were big wooden doors, I kept walking and pushed the doors open. Everything went really white, and there was music, but old fashioned kind. I was at a masquerade ball thingy, there were heaps of people dancing and talking, it was all white marble i think and dark wood, everyone was wearing old fashioned clothes, I think that was the theme. Everyone had masks on, i didnt though There were big chandeliers and the room had an amber glow to it, cause it was lit by candles i think. There were marble stairs leading up to another level, not many people were walking up there, i pushed past people and had a feeling i was being watched, which was creepy. I remember walking up the stairs and thinking 'i'll see them.. im going to see them'? I think I know who I was thinking about.. Anyway, I got to the top of the stairs and everything went white, and i wokeup.

Alright, for the first time in ages, I tried not taking my melatonin. I have to say my recall did suffer a bit, but not significantly so, and I did log the most dreams in one night since I started my dream journal, so, meh. I got to bed around 11:15 pm I think....

2:57 am - Non-lucid, Nightmare

There was some kind of "training" going on at my house during the day, and everyone who was involved (my friend J and my cousin P as far as I can remember, but I think more than them too) spent the night afterward. The scene suddenly shifts to nighttime and I was in the den when I heard something in the kitchen and just barely saw someone moving in the dark. I yell out "Who's there!?" and it turns out to be J just getting something to drink. We start talking and head out to the backyard where we see a baby crawling around near the pool. Shocked, we go up to it, grab it, and leap up on top of the fence (which seemed perfectly normal, of course) to see a woman and another baby in front of the garage in the house on the opposite side of the alley, which doesn't exist in real life, there's just constant fence all the way across that side. I ask "Is this your baby?" and she replies "Oh, yes!" and climbs over the fence carrying her other, even younger baby, snatches the first baby out of my hands, and then jumps into the pool with them. Because physics are lame, they all start to sink straight down rather than float, although they do sink slowly, including the woman, who does nothing about it. J and I freak out and jump in after them and we pull the babies out and put them on the side. They're not breathing so I try to resuscitate them but it isn't working and I'm panicking. While I'm trying to do this, they're also slowly morphing into gummy bear-like snacks, though this goes unnoticed by me. Meanwhile I'm shouting at the woman to do something and dragging her up out of the water but she just remains perfectly still, smiling with this demented look on her face, and sinks back in every time. I'm really freaking out and thinking we're not going to be able to save them and then I wake up.... Why do my nights keep starting off with sad or scary dreams?

5:30 am - Non-lucid, Memorable

I'm walking around an airport trying to follow my friend D. I've got a suitcase with an extensible handle so I pulled it out so I could wrap another bag around it instead of having to carry it, then started walking and ran into an old friend, B, who I hadn't seen since middle school. She looked like she was proportionally older, though. She starts walking with us and then as we're moving the airport turns into a mall and I bump into my cousin K and some of her friends. I say hey to them and then run forward to catch up with a new imaginary person I'm suddenly following, a girl who seems to have it out for this other imaginary girl named Randy. Apparently, we had spent all of this time trying to track Randy down only to keep finding that we were still two steps behind her. Some stuff happens in between here that I don't remember that well, and actually I think it may just be that when this part of the dream started I was flooded with false memories that I didn't actually experience so they're not as clear as what happened before or after that. We run into some random person and ask if they know where Randy would go and they respond "To Japan and Korea, of course!" At that point we're suddenly in a car with a phone over the glove compartment which rings and the girl I'm with answers it. It's the FBI! They're calling because they know where Randy is and they want us to give them a reason that they can take her in, and the girl starts cackling and telling them about the "Verizon money heist" that Randy was involved in. She hangs up and shows me an old picture of Randy next to a big scary-looking guy with a newer photo of Randy taped on to the side to show how she had changed since then. The scene shifts to third person perspective and I see current Randy and the man from the photo, Randy is being sentenced to death for what she did and the man is the executioner. She is angry with him and he tells her that it's just his job and she did a crime and that "we'll all pass" eventually. She responds "No, you'll live on." and he says "Well that's where you're being absurd, you just use magic." Suddenly the scene shits again to what I can really only describe as a large alien lair that seems to be some kind of cave at the end of a tunnel. The tunnel is completely covered in shards of mirrors and at the end of the cave is a cyclops looking into the mirror, causing his one eye to be reflected out of that shard and all over the tunnel, so every single mirror shard has his eye staring out of it. Basically it looked like a giant tunnel of eyes. It zooms in to be in first person from the cyclops's perspective. As he sees himself in the mirror he is disgusted, and he throws an apple at it, shattering the whole scene. Then the dream fades... and I wake up.



6:47 am - Non-lucid

I'm at Victoria's Secret (according to the dream, thought doesn't at all look like one) trying to buy a dress I want and there are two different registers open and not that many people at first, but by the time I'm getting in like there are swarms of people all over the place. I end up sitting down because there are so many people in front of me in line and I see and start talking to this guy A that I haven't seen since around 7th grade I think and he has this, like... demon mouth or something, it slants back like an anime mouth and has a little fang sticking down out of the top corner. I can't remember what he said, though. I get up when I notice that more people are taking advantage of the fact that I'm sitting down to cut in front of me! Another guy I haven't seen in years named D cuts directly in front of me, but I'm still only a couple of people away from the register. For some reason everyone in line (including myself) has a "gender card" which contains information about their gender and some other characteristics about them and for some reason is all you need to make your purchase. I swipe mine and get my dress! But then the dream ends. Oh well. Also, Adele's "Someone Like You" was playing in the background the entire time.

8:38 am - Non-lucid

I'm at school with O and I'm trying to find a bathroom but it doesn't seem to be anywhere, try as I might. In this dream I'm able to fly and phase through walls easily, but it's non-lucid so this doesn't really occur to me as strange or interesting. O eventually gives up on helping me look and gets to class. At one point I try to go through a wall and it fails, confusing me greatly, and I accidentally knock over yet another person named D and we fall on to a pile of students and we all get tangled up. I finally work my way out of the mess and go to join O in class. I see him on a computer and I walk over to sit at the one next to him and for some reason my legs are trembling like crazy the whole time! I told him that I fell on D "yesterday... no wait, like I minute ago", and then I woke up.

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An odd night, but not so bad if I do say so myself. I think I'll leave the melatonin out from now on and see where that gets me!

I first have to say I am not religious, but I believe in spiritual things and such. And also this is my most vivid dream I've ever had. This dream was about 6 years ago.

The setting of where I was sleeping was over a friends house in the basement sleeping on the floor.
Now my dream. In my dream I woke up sitting up with a strong cold wind blowing the left side of my face. So I looked over to my right and saw my older brother and older sister kneeling, but something was different about them. They were at least 10 years younger and had the emptiest stares.
Then I looked to my left and saw the basement empty (except for the carpet and the walls) and expanding and continuing to expand. Then I looked out in front of me and saw 6 boxes stacked in a cross, but each box and a punishment. Before I could read each punishment, they changed into the word punishment.
Finally, the boxes, one by one, disappeared and I woke up.
The left side of my face was as cold as ice which is where the portable heater was blowing heat at me.

Does anyone have any idea what this dream is trying to say? Whether it be some kind of spiritual meaning or if my subconscious is trying to say.

A couple of months ago i was reading about how Passion flower can be used to help relax one self into a deep trance needed for Astral Projection An Lucid dreams.I Proceeded By buying a Sleep Soundly Supplement which contains 500 mg of L-Tryptopan, Passion flower, Lemon Balm Extract,Chamomile flower, Valerian root 200mgs all together, L-theanine 50mg an 3mg of Melatonin.Just an all around relaxing cocktail perfect for entering deep trances.So that night i decided to take 3 pills an started to relax my myself.I would say it took about 30 mins to enter into sleep paralysis.From there things only got weird.I left my body in what is known as astral projection i was floating above my body then out of know where i couldnt move my astral body.My astral body started vibrating at such a high speed i was scared.So i closed my astral eyes then i heard Summerian lang talking to me with a metalic cling to it.It sounded so powerful almost godly. i felt the thing as it got closer it made me vibrate at a higher speed.I have never been more scared in my life.I move my real hand so it looked like i was making a chi ball i dont know why but it worked an scared the thing away i woke up out of the trance. Scared an confused went back to bed an it happened a couple more time so i woke up an called my best friend arden at 2am woke him up an talked.Waiting for sunrise.

i was at this house with my siblings....and the setting around the house changed.....and i was at this pond thing....an me and my 2 bothers found this small dock and this shed thing that had only one door and it lead to the water.....the pond kept changing size and shape....and my brother that was 2 years younger than me was cleaning it out....and i was helping him take stuff back to the house because that place was packed and my other brother (6 years younger than me) was using this boat to transport us.....and it looked like a toy and barely fit me and him.....

then we decided to use a zip line to take things to and from the shed......the house was up hill.......and i eyed up where to put the line.....and thought it would be good to take things down to the shed......but everyone else thought it would be better to move things from the shed up to the house.....so they did that instead.....which had gravity going backwards.....but i didn't care.......and we had a ski lift type chair made of cardboard transporting people up hill....there were no mechanics.....just a thin rope which i was surprised didn't snap......and we had 2 people on swings that were a foot from the ground to tell us if the rope looked like it was going to snap.......and the one asked what she should do.....and i told her to scream if she falls because that means the people much higher up are falling and going to die.......

and then we were going back and forth in the boat......and i accidentally knocked over the water color drawings my two sisters made and they were mad......the water was hip high and they had it in a bucket to dry.....and i moved and a small wave knocked over the bucket and they were both pissed at me

the next dream.....we were in the same house.....but there was a tiny alley to go through to get from the street to the back yard where the only door was.....and the alley was so tiny i don't even know how i fit because my ears kept scraping the walls......and my friend was following me there.....and we got to the back yard......and she asked why i didn't just go through the back yard from the road out back because that looked much easier......then i saw a snake that my mom's ex-boyfriend was holding....he was always trying to scare me......it had teeth like a shark but it was obviously dead so i didn't care.......then there were tiny snakes as long as my finger that kept falling from the sky......and these guys from the conservation district came and dug up our yard and put them in buckets of water that we all had to get from the stream across the street.......none of this was weird to me though

the next dream....i was in the same house.....except i was getting these tests with weird questions.......they took me to the attic so it would be quiet....but it was summer and hot and they didn't even open a window.......and the first question i messed up.......because they had an upside down Q and i had to match it to the keyboard and i hit where the q would be on a regular keyboard without looking at the buttons......they were all really weird looking.....and then i had to start over......and they had me defining weird words i've never heard of.......but i seemed to get all the questions right.......when i got down stairs......which was a ladder....i have no idea how the test lady did it in high heals though..........she said she had the results.......and she was talking to the other lady.....and they were whispering and saying that my problem was pretty much that i was too smart for my own good

the next one was me getting raped and beaten and taken to a hospital to get bandaged up and report it......and they switched me to a guy doctor who wanted to transfer me to another long term hospital for trauma.....and i kept begging the nurses to get me a different doctor because i didn't want a guy after what i'd been through and i cried the whole dream

the next was me just talking with my siblings at my old house....but i kept having these thoughts of wanting to hit them all the time like my mother did....and i kept crying whenever i thought of it.......and my mother kept hitting them but then my dream would flash and it would be me watching myself hit them from outside of my body and i would cry more

the next was at a costume store.....but i was getting art supplies.....and these two guys with guns came in to rob it and i was telling them that the dress looks more like a t-shirt and i need to add lots of fabric to it (like i did to my halloween costume last year)......and i kept annoying them and not being afraid and they rolled their eyes and walked out

Our youth group wanted a new place to meet, so we get a huge mansion. We each have a bedroom with our name artistically added to it. I find Kieran's, Devin's, and Megan's. I never found mine. We all go back downstairs to have the meeting. During the meeting, I'm accused of having to go to swim practice and leaving early. This is morning, swim is at night, so I stomp off and go up some unexplored stairs. I find Aelita Andre, the four year old artist that I'm doing a report on. She glares at me and starts singing "Set Fire to the Rain" by Adele. All of a sudden, I'm outside with my brothers and parents. Everyone else is gone. Fire is all around the city, and terrorists are on their way to bomb the mansion. Dad decides to blow it up himself. I agree, thinking that he will follow us while we run from the bomb, but sad music starts to play as he walks off, like in a movie. I realize that he would be blown up in the attack, and grab him. I refuse to let him sacrifice himself. So we all run away, he throws the bomb on top of the building as he runs. Mom is lagging, but sprints, jumps, lands on one foot on top of a six foot fence, jumps off, and lands on her face. After a second, she gets up and starts running again. As we all climb the fence, I see little Aelita running as fast as her four year old legs can run. I realize that she'll be caught in the blast. Scene shifts, I'm in a newroom watching a threat screen. The blue warning is just here and there. All off a sudden, a massive blue circle appears. I hear my parents talking in the backround.

I'm at a supermarket with Braden and a boy. Braden goes off to get food, we shop around for a bit. In the dream, I like the boy, and he lets me use his phone to call my parents. We looks at some pottery, and we're content. Then, all of a sudden we're mad and yelling at each other. I mean, in a split second. Then we'd be fine for a while, then same thing. We FINALLY got to the checkout aisle, and he grabs my phone and puts it on a far shelf. I ask for it back, he refuses. Okay, now I'm mad and embarrassed, because other people are in front of me in line. I demand it back, he grabs one of those black item dividers and hits me without it. I scream at him to stop, not caring if others were watching. Then I wake up

The main dream i remember was somewhat of a flase awakening I was very sure I was awake and that i smoked some weed and then got very upset that i was likely going to fail my urine analysis the next week and kind of threw a fit with my friend. It was not his fault at all i had just forgotten and hit the bowl a few times then rembered later on and i remmber it was kind of earth shattering to me, which inreality it wouldnt have been such a big deal.

The second dream i recall was very intense it was me and my two friends biking to another location and we had passed to turn so we kept biking for a good distanceand ended up at the edge of town by a bridge where we turned around and somehow caused traffic problems and as we or /I passed over the bridge i remember a semi-truck falling over and barely missing me as i peddeled into the ditch and seen my friends bike next to me get smashed and then another two large truck/vehicles were tumbling toawrds us and then i looked at my gps to review the incident and realized the friends bike was hit and thought that my frined was prolly hurt on of the vehicles was in the river under the bridge and i got scarred and yelled for my friends they were actually still on the other side of the bridge having seen what was commming jumping onff their bikes or the road previous to me and then there was also a train flying by at the moment and a bunch of cut large tree logs floating down the river. just trying to review the gps which somehow cought the video of the vehicles flying inches above me at like 60mph was very remarkable i recall and was the last thing i remembered.

the first one....i was back home turn stuff off before going to bed like i did growing up (i'm not ocd...i had an irresponsible mother who left the stove on, the dog outside, and the front door wide open)

i got to this last machine....but didn't really know how to work it....it looked like a cooking channel...which my mom watched but never did (she could burn canned frosting)....and then i hit a button...and it was asking what recipe i wanted.....and i didn't know how to go back...and i thought it was just going to show it and go back to the menu where i might be able to turn it off.....nope....out pops a tomato from who knows where.....i took the tomato as it was getting cut up and the machine stopped......there was something weird with my hands though.....the knives went right through them like i was a ghost.....then i woke up

a few hours later i went back to sleep......i had this dream where i was in the psyc ward....and there was a group therapy room.....and i kept moving chairs.....and this one person kept walking in the room naked....and i don't know the gender of the person....but they were really fat.......i moved when she sat next to me..they took her to get dressed right after that..and the therapist had me sit back in that chair when he came in....because i had left paper there.....but the paper only had doodles on it....and he kept bumping into me......and everyone in the room was in lala land except me and 3-4 other people.....but they were not paying much attention because they didn't want to be there.....and then he started touching my arms and tickling me....and i moved away to the other side of the room.....and he came over and wanted to keep tickling me.......and i kicked him below the belt........and went to the nurses' station to get ice and there were two security guys standing there and i asked them for help....and the therapist told them to stop me.....and they listened to him and not me....and each one of them took one of my hands and he punched me in the face again.....and i blacked out in the dream and entered another dream?....i'm not sure.......but i was outside in a parking lot with blankets.....and i had to take them back inside so i could go eat......and i was at the place to eat.....but had to go across 7-8 parking lots to get to the place to put the blankets and then get back......i ended up in this park...and there were white steps that led to a tennis court......and i stopped going down them because they were steep and i was afraid i was going to fall......and i had the blankets wrapped around me at the time.....

then this guy came up to me and said i have to follow the yellow spots.....and there was one on this step....and i went down the hill and he was leading me.....and i took off the blankets when we got to this weird basketball court........and there was this guy standing on a yellow spot in the ground in the middle of it......and his head had a large helmet that looked like a basketball on it.....and we chased him and were competing to catch him.......then eventually decided we have to work together......and then we caught him after he had run all over the park......and took him back to the basketball court.......his helmet had fallen off......and there was a yellow spot on the wall on top of a mural of a basketball.....and the other dude wanted to hit his head off the wall (like my mother used to do to me and my siblings) but i wouldn't let him......and the basketball head guy touched his head to the wall and this buzzer sounded.....i woke up to me alarm clock

the first one....i was back home turn stuff off before going to bed like i did growing up (i'm not ocd...i had an irresponsible mother who left the stove on, the dog outside, and the front door wide open)

i got to this last machine....but didn't really know how to work it....it looked like a cooking channel...which my mom watched but never did (she could burn canned frosting)....and then i hit a button...and it was asking what recipe i wanted.....and i didn't know how to go back...and i thought it was just going to show it and go back to the menu where i might be able to turn it off.....nope....out pops a tomato from who knows where.....i took the tomato as it was getting cut up and the machine stopped......there was something weird with my hands though.....the knives went right through them like i was a ghost.....then i woke up

a few hours later i went back to sleep......i had this dream where i was in the psyc ward....and there was a group therapy room.....and i kept moving chairs.....and this one person kept walking in the room naked....and i don't know the gender of the person....but they were really fat.......i moved when she sat next to me..they took her to get dressed right after that..and the therapist had me sit back in that chair when he came in....because i had left paper there.....but the paper only had doodles on it....and he kept bumping into me......and everyone in the room was in lala land except me and 3-4 other people.....but they were not paying much attention because they didn't want to be there.....and then he started touching my arms and tickling me....and i moved away to the other side of the room.....and he came over and wanted to keep tickling me.......and i kicked him below the belt........and went to the nurses' station to get ice and there were two security guys standing there and i asked them for help....and the therapist told them to stop me.....and they listened to him and not me....and each one of them took one of my hands and he punched me in the face again.....and i blacked out in the dream and entered another dream?....i'm not sure.......but i was outside in a parking lot with blankets.....and i had to take them back inside so i could go eat......and i was at the place to eat.....but had to go across 7-8 parking lots to get to the place to put the blankets and then get back......i ended up in this park...and there were white steps that led to a tennis court......and i stopped going down them because they were steep and i was afraid i was going to fall......and i had the blankets wrapped around me at the time.....

then this guy came up to me and said i have to follow the yellow spots.....and there was one on this step....and i went down the hill and he was leading me.....and i took off the blankets when we got to this weird basketball court........and there was this guy standing on a yellow spot in the ground in the middle of it......and his head had a large helmet that looked like a basketball on it.....and we chased him and were competing to catch him.......then eventually decided we have to work together......and then we caught him after he had run all over the park......and took him back to the basketball court.......his helmet had fallen off......and there was a yellow spot on the wall on top of a mural of a basketball.....and the other dude wanted to hit his head off the wall (like my mother used to do to me and my siblings) but i wouldn't let him......and the basketball head guy touched his head to the wall and this buzzer sounded.....i woke up to me alarm clock

(originally from 10/30/11)I remember I was trying to hide a friend of mine. I was in a house I'd never been in before, and there was someone else in the house. Somehow I knew this person was dangerous.

At this point I woke up for a few seconds, rolled over and went back to sleep.

I had the realization that I was in a dream (not sure what caused it), so I waved my hand and made the door disappear, so that it was part of the wall. Then I thought "Well, he might notice that the door is gone..." So, I replaced the door and made it so that just my friend was invisible.

It's not much, but it's a start. Feels good to know that I did it after only trying for a couple of days.

There was a bit of a time skip here (where I apparently lost my lucidity), and I remember being in the middle of a street of a flooded town. The sky was pink and orange with beige clouds, like in the evening or morning. The clouds were shooting out light blue arrows. People were running away and screaming it and I remember calling out to Poseidon to stop this. For some reason in my dream, Poseidon was also the god of archery (it's Apollo).

Then I woke up and fell back asleep again.

Then I remember something about me and a stranger riding on the backs of slightly opaque dinosaurs.

Then I woke up.

I haven't been recording my dreams for a long time, so this one is old and not so vivid.

I was at my grandmother's house and it was night, we were riding on a John Deer Gator around. I'm not sure who we is, I think a female that I was related to. We pulled up to the front gates and got out. My grandpa was coming out to unhook the gate for us. All of a sudden, right in front of us I saw something. I did a double take. A small girl was standing by the fencepost, her pale face was in stark contrast with the night around her. There were dark circles around her eyes that looked as if they were put there deliberately. Her mouth was a straight line with two sharp fangs sticking out. Her hair was black and neat and she had on a gothic dress. A green glow floated in her wake.

Pure terror rent through me. I hurried my grandpa to come. He didn't seem bothered, or maybe he just didn't see it. One of those dream things, you know, when the DCs don't react to anything. I frantically ran to him. Then my family came out of the house, climbing unhurriedly into the car. I jumped in the car, telling them to step on it. I tried to close my door, but a green cloud shrouded my hand and the girl ran alongside the car, holding my door open. I finally forced the door shut, but still, the girl floated by the window until we got onto the highway.

Apparently we were leaving to stay in a hotel. We got in and got a room. Everybody got settled in, but the green glow appeared at the window, then as I watched, the ghostly girl suddenly appeared with her face pressed against the window. I screamed. And woke up.

Oh god, one of those big fears for me is that there will be a ghost in my house and nobody else will see it or believe me. Maybe this is why this was such a memorable dream for me.