non-lucid

I was in my dads truck with two old friends( who were twins) from public school, C and P. My dad picked is up for school and we were waiting in the parking lot. My dad was talking about how often he fell down and about how much it hurt. After he said this he left.Then I said "it's just like cutting yourself without knowing". I told a story about how I lifted up my pant leg to find blood because I fell on my knee. C was not interested in my mundane stories at all and she left. P drove up to a better parking spot. We got out cause school was going to start and I distinctly remember there was a taxi parked in front if us. We walked in the mall because that's where the school was[by the way I am really getting sick of dreaming about malls I don't even like shopping anymore or going to malls ugh]. Anyways we get inside and it is crowded. A girl who is P's friend comes up to talk to us. This next part is a sequence of events that has happened many times it feels.I walk up the escalator to science class. Another old friend,O is there she pulls at the curtain and the teacher opens the big glass doors. I rush in and greet O, grab her hands, then a song comes on and we dance. Our dance supplies the floor below us with electricity. The song is always Get Down Tonight by KC and the Sunshine Band. Well on this occasion O jokingly roles her eyes when she sees me and give me a look like" here we go again" and I think think this is so funny. We still do the dance but when I get to the floor I wake up and I am smiling. This was a fantastic way to wake up xD

I'm walking slowly through a really crappy, almost deserted carnival. It's really quiet and unsettling. As I walk I keep looking into empty cages, wondering why they are empty. I stop walking and decide to turn around and go back. I turn around and behind me is a huge, full grown tiger. It startles me a bit but it has a calm look on it's face so I don't feel afraid. It's really beautiful and bigger than normal. I go to walk around it, but it turns around as well and begins to follow me. I continue walking and place my hand on it's head when it catches up to my side. While walking, the scenery changes and we are walking on a sidewalk next to the stater bros in my town. Again the area is pretty quiet and empty. It suddenly gets insanely hot and the tiger and I start panting and walking slower. I get horribly worried about it and stop walking. I kneel down beside him and stroke his face, talking to him and telling him we are almost home. He looks sad and he collapses, his head resting on my lap. I start to panic and yell for someone to get me some water. Suddenly I look up and my Grandma and my little sister are there next to me. I tell them to please buy me some water because my tiger is sick. They agree and start walking to the store. Half way there my sister yells that this is stupid and she leaves. I start crying and murmuring to my tiger, telling him that everything will be okay. I look up again and my grandma hands me a big bottle of cold water and a red bowl to pour it in. I sigh with relief and pour the water into the bowl. The tiger lifts it's head and drinks it all. I scratch it's head the whole time. After he is done, we get up and start walking again. I keep my hand on his head, petting it lightly and he purrs happily. We our on our way home.

Morning of January 23, 2014. Thursday.



This dream starts out in the small front room (left-side of front door) of my sister’s house on Loomis Street (on a side note, my vivid dream about her health I posted previously - though with no real-life knowledge of such, turned out to have a few layers of precise precognition - unfortunately). I am not fully lucid. I am however, aware that I can manifest things somehow even though I am not aware it is only the “dream world”.

Instead of an additional notes on the layered precognitive dream about Texas, I will include it here. In real life, my sister was just diagnosed with lung cancer and liver cancer - I had known nothing about this until I was contacted just over a week ago. My dream “Texas winter wonderland and ‘dying’ relative” was dated December 29, 2013. This dream had several precise layers of precognition, a couple immediate, the sister issue less than a month. The “wife’s younger step father” actually turned out to be my wife’s younger half-brother (who bears a striking resemblance to a younger version of his father). This represented how he was in a state of “recovery” from his abusive criminally insane mother and I saw him in real life for the first time in years later that same day. In fact, without even thinking about it (since various types of precognition is so normal for me), I had posted an additional entry on one site where I mentioned meeting him after the previous dream (without making the obvious connection). I still have not met my wife’s step father, and her half-brother in real life looked exactly like the younger male in my dream in manner and expression.

My sister, however, was beginning to experience the pain of cancer (she did not know she had it) on that date (and for some reason, did not get it checked out in time - she is in the hospital now). Again, there was the unusual Texas winter in real life that I did not know about. The unknown woman in that dream (who I thought my sister had changed into) was actually someone I did not know who had been helping her. Almost everything in my dream was of composite precognition - which is often the case on a day to day basis, but usually too personally irrelevant or trivial to write about much.

In the first part of this entry’s dream, I want to take a photograph of my “dream” even though I am not lucid. In other words, I am dreaming that I am having a dream while “awake” in my dream. This seems a bit strange, but this is how it is. My sister is there, but appearing to be a bit better after her husband goes and gets her with regards to the camera. (In real life, after I was told of her condition, she did drastically improve according to a message from a friend of hers - so an earlier dream where she was in the hospital but doing a lot better also turned out to be somewhat precognitive - in that dream, my wife and I were there and our youngest daughter was sitting on the bed with her - however, in all honesty, the cancer is pretty bad). At any rate, I deliberately (mentally) create large click beetles that form on the wall. The click beetle represents a person (or “normal” mainstream people in general) “bugging” me with their ideas, since click beetles bite the lip of a sleeping person. However, these click beetles may not be able to be photographed, as they are mental creations of a dream within my dream. There is also an obvious play on the click of the camera as I hear the “click” when I take the pictures. To my surprise, the click beetles show up in the photographs.

A few other people come into my dream and I am in a different (larger) room. An unknown older male tries to do the same thing I had done, but the beetle becomes “too big” and then flies around the room and chases him as he screams.

Later, I am somehow immediately in the backyard of our present home. It seems really late at night. A group of men, about seven or more, are walking in a drunken manner down the street from the north on the opposite side from our house. (This of course, happens fairly often in real life). My youngest son is awake and also in the backyard. The men walk along singing some sort of song as drunks often do in the middle of the night. As they are approaching, I float into the air and somehow “walk” on the thin metal clothesline to get a better look at them (to see past the higher fence-line). I become aware that their walking is somewhat marionette-like, reminding me a little of Pinocchio.

They get closer and closer. I sense they are college students, or more specifically, college (American) football students(?) - not sure from where. As they get closer, crossing the street to our side, I then walk along the fence like a cat would do (of course, which would be physically impossible for a person). They say hello to me and wave and are a bit rowdy and annoying. One starts talking about various things, including feuds with people that are trying to sleep and acting as if the streets are theirs to do whatever they want on - including yelling gibberish and random unrelated names at people they cannot even see. His nose starts to get a bit bigger when he speaks. (This “nose growing” might seem like a phallic symbol to some, but that does not make any sense in light of the events and associations). The others do not seem to notice. In fact, every time one of them speaks, their nose grows a bit. This means that they are not capable of speaking without distorting the truth. One comes closer to the fence, and, while I am hovering slightly above him in midair, I punch him in the face. He starts complaining about me confronting his useless foolishness and begins creating an immediate “revisionist history” of my life’s path. His nose then grows so large, it is at least two feet long and covering his entire face so not even his eyes are visible, the weight actually preventing him from getting up until his friends help him up and then have to guide him, as his nose is so big, he can no longer see where he is going.

They continue southward, but turn down the alleyway near the apartments, and I see lights come on in the apartments from people annoyed by their antics.

Drunkenness in dreams is seemingly my mind’s way of internally showing how such people are in a sort of “limbo” (an intermediate place or state relating to a mismatch of the liminal “gates” and not correctly “phasing” to either one or the other - that is physical reality or deeper, meaningful dreaming) and can neither discern waking reality or dream representations of anything, so are useful at neither.

There was a precognitive layer in this dream as well. Just now (in real life), a young drunk pulled a board off our fence. He mostly was in the middle of the road using it to hit cars. Three others were walking down the street and he threatened them. He was fighting a bit with all three and then he fell backwards. Eventually, two police officers arrived but they just let him yell, dance around, and swing the board at them without doing anything. (They were very cautious in going near him.) I cannot say I have seen police behave that way before. At any rate, a police van came and I guess he went in on his own. Nothing like this has happened before in real life at this address.

Journal Entry non-lucid #16 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background:

Dream fragment 1 from 9:20pm-2:52am"": Construction workers and I wanted to go on top of this huge crane. They were building a bridge of some sort. I was also racing down a mountain. I remembered after writing down old dream.

Hmm. So tonights dream was harder to remember for some reason.
I was at my parents, and I had to pick up 'Mr Amazon' from the next town over. I was given half an hour. So I left without checking to see when my brothers babysitter was leaving.
I got halfway there, and was all 'I SHOULD CHECK WHEN SHE LEAVES.' So I drove back home.. So it's been about half an hour now. I talk to the babysitter, she said it's fine, she can stay a little longer if I'm late. Then I go to the toilet, which only has three walls.
I get out, and get a drink. I'm going so slowly. And then I go outside. And down the driveway. Is my old boss.(A trainer from the Racetrack)
With a float, one of my jockey friends, and a horse!
So I run down, looking at this mare. My friend says 'I thought you'd want another horse to join your one!'
I reply 'I have three now! But I can only ride one.. She's beautiful!'
My boss falls over for some reason. And then puts his hand out to be shaken. Then says 'I suppose you want a hug?' so I hugged him on the ground. xD
Mum came home, so I ran back, and asked her to pick up 'Mr Amazon'
She got up me, telling me I've made him wait for an hour, and I was meant to pick him up, blahblalblah.
I couldn't give a fuck. I had a new horse, in the same bloodlines as my old favorite race horse I used to look after for him.

Dream 1: A supposed housemate invites her female friends over to our house for a Cook out, strongly hinting that I should go out and have my meal eIsewhere.

Dream 2: My mother, sister and I are lining up for something. I try to get into the queue at my mother's spot but take my turn at the end of the queue instead. My sister lost her phone and asks me to ring it. I do but type in my own mobile number (from my home country) instead. I then ring it again and we find her phone.

Common theme: women, crowds, home/family

Extremely long and detailed recall for the most mundane pair of dreams imaginable: cooling my heels in a lobby while waiting to speak to someone currently in a meeting (getting a drink of water, idly eavesdropping on the couple who came in towards the end, considering getting out my phone just to have something to look at, looking at the clocks - which displayed two different times, that's something at least), and then one about a drive with IRL family & friends (looking for a place to park so we could switch drivers, fetching tissues out of the luggage for L.S. who had a cold, shuffling our belongings so that one bag could be used for trash) ...just overwhelmingly mundane and in long and excruciating detail.

Normally I don't bother to digitally record dreams that bore me, but these were so boring as to be remarkable for it. I'd prefer nightmares.

was attacking me and i exploded finally at the end i was like i fucking hate you and your cat made me bleed and now i'm gonna have rabies. and i was really concerned that i had rabies the whole dream and needed a tetnis shot, but i couldn't get one bc i was supposed to go to hawaii in like 4 hours but i hadnt packed. my dad was pretty chill but alex n cindy n mom were just crazy and didnt realize there was a demon cat that literally attacked me and wanted to kill me like every 2 seconds. i kept slapping the damn cat but it was relentless

Me and my grandma enter this amusement park, the evening sky is unnatural, above it is like nighttime, but on the ground it all looks like daylight lighting. We can see the ferris wheel, and we barely got into the place when we stopped at this shopping area with lots of booths. Colorful ones, we go to this navy blue one and they are selling these electronic things that look like a nose and you put it on your nose and you blow air through your nose into it and each one makes a different sound. The one I was messing with was making siren sounds haha. My grandma had one that made synth sounds, and then a crowd of kids ran up and grabbed all the other ones before we could see what sound they made, so me and my grandma just bought the last two that were already in our hands and we wore them and breathed through them and we laughed the whole time.

I'm in this neighborhood, to me it is beautiful and there's big huge trees everywhere with autumn leaves, but I hear these people saying that it's ghetto. I ignore them, and grab this weird looking black bike that was in the gutter, my mom pulls up in her car beside me, she offers me a ride, I tell her no because I found this bike, she tells me she'll drive in front of me the whole way, I don''t know why. I keep riding my bike and this guy with big hair rides up beside me and peddles faster than me and his bike makes a noise, I take this as a challenge and peddle my bike faster and I totally pass him, but then my bike gets a flat, so my mom pulls over and coincidentally she has a spare bike tire. So she gets back in her car and continues to drive and I get back on my bike and keep riding, then my mom just drives away and she makes the street that I'm riding on covered with this black goop metallic tar sludge, it's thick and the tar is getting all in my bike tires but I'm still trying to beat the boy with the big hair, then my front tire pops and I don't notice at first but I feel my bike slowing down and it's so hard to peddle it forward and when I look down I see the front tire completely flat, So I get to the side walk and my grandma is there and she gives me a brand new sparkling tire, not like the used one that was in my moms trunk, she even helps me put it on and she pushes me so I speed up and pass the guy with the big hair. Then I get to this crowded public area with brick office buildings and my mom is standing there, I stop and realize my back tire is popped again, and my mom gives me an angry look and she is holding a five and twenty dollar bills, then the wind blows and it falls to the wet gutter and she puts her foot on it so the wind won't blow it and no one will grab it, while she waits for this transportation van to go, there are these two prissy stuck up rich girls, and their mother in the seat buy them, the wind blows the money out from under my moms foot and blows into the air and one of the prissy girls grabs it, I grab it from her hand but she holds on and I punch her in the jaw and she lets go, then her I'm assuming sister starts hitting me with an avon catalog, so I hand my moms money back to my mom and then grab the girls avon catalog and throw it into the wet gutter and she and her sister and their mother yell at me, so I slam the car door shut and the van drives off.

So me my sister some friends and my grandma are walking down this old street that looks like Hollywood area, It feels so chilly and news papers are being blown everywhere. My grandma tells us we are going to taco bell and she is going to buy us lunch. We follow her into the this door into a taco bell, it's pretty crowded but not too bad. She gets in line and we go to this table and everyone sits down. My grandma comes back pretty fast with like this huge box full of burritos and stuff. I notice every one already has sodas, and some are sitting there for anyone, but i didn't want regular soda, I was at taco bell so I wanted a baha blast. I ask my grandma for a cup so I can get some, she asks me what the hell that is. I tell her it's a drink, she tells me okay and that she wants to try it, so I go to the back were the soda things are and these young kids are just standing everywhere over here and they aren't moving and they are giving me dirty looks, I ignore them but they make me feel uneasy. Then I fill my cup with baha blast, and struggle to find the proper size lid for it, then I finally do but I accidentally grab three stacked together, I feel them all still staring at me, I throw away the one on top and on bottom and take the middle one and I feel their stares intensify and them pissed because I threw away two lids, I think to myself I neeed to hurry and get away from these people. So I try to put the lid on but it seems so difficult, I try to snap it on from every side but it goes down slow, then I have to get a straw, why is there so many sizes, and some clear ones and red ones and the blue ones are way too long for like slushees or something. I decide the white ones with the blue lines is the perfect one, and by this time I hear the kids and their parents mumbling about me and making psh noises, I feel like such a fool, so I stumble to put it all together and I spill some baha blast on me and the counter and I know they expect me to clean it up but I just wanted to get away from them so I left as I hear them mumbling about how I left a mess, then I got back to our table and I feel relieved and I let my grandma try my baha blast and she likes it, and I eat the last burrito.

Although not in lucid form this time. I've been having bouts of insomnia this week, so last night when I accidentally awoke during the Witching Hour, I decided to try to WILD, recalling what CL and I had discussed in the podcast last night about getting back to sleep successfully after a WBTB. I fell right back to sleep, and proceeded to miss some pretty big signs in this Post Zombie Apacolyptic dream:

I was suddenly standing in an alley in a residential area, with no memory of who I was. I instantly thought to myself "Ok, try to remember where you just were, and where you were headed.." (per the RC solution to help with the "jump cut" problem we discussed in the podcast last night ). I had no clue who I was or where I was, but pretty soon I noticed that there weren't any people anywhere. And things looked pretty trashed. Like when the scavengers have finished raiding houses after some kind of mayhem. "Zombie Apocalypse" popped in my head, and I knew it was the truth. I just started skipping through the alley and noticed that I had unusual strength. I could skip several feet in the air, and could go quite fast. (Really, Ophelia? Ffs.) it was a bright warm day, and I remember feeling really thirsty. I had a water bottle on me with maybe 2 sips left. I needed more. I kept skipping along and ended up behind a commercial building of some sort. I noticed a big cooler full of ice and cold water bottles! It made me thing there must be live people close, since the ice looked fresh. But as I went for the water, I heard a loud machine come up behind me. It was a medium sized, remote operated tank that I knew had been designed to wipe out zombies. One if the barrels turned and pointed straight at me. I used my superhuman speed to dive behind the large cooler at light speed. I watched as the tank fired 3 clumsy shots around me, completely missing. Suddenly the machine shut down and I heard a woman's voice. She walked up to me and helped me up, giving me a. Little of water that I don't recall if I ever drank. She told me something about what was going on, but the only part of the conversation that I remember was the explanation as to why I couldn't remember who I was. I was a clone. Humans had been successfully able to clone some of us who had been bitten by zombies, before we turned. The original me was destroyed, and the result was a healthy clone that had superhuman strength. I asked her if she was a clone too and she said yes. No clones had any memories of their original lives. Crazy huh. Anyway she took me to this rigged up clinic where there was a lady doctor who was responsible for some of the cloning. I don't remember why we went there, but when I met the doctor I asked her if she was a clone too. She coughed up some blood into a handkerchief and said no. She had been bitten and didn't have much time left. Before I could ask her if she was going to save herself by cloning herself, I woke up.

I gotta say, even though this dream was nonlucid and I missed some big signs, and I never even got to see a single zombie, I felt like freaking Alice from Resident Evil. I woke up feeling pretty bad ass

Me and and a fleet of around 40 missiles [we are actually missiles] are swimming in from the dark of the ocean, I guess we are on a mission, we need to get onto shore and get the enemy. I see so many of my fellow missiles in front and behind me. We start to see under water mines EVERYWHERE, different lengths some high some low, they barely come into visibility within 3 or 4 feet. Some of the other missiles begin to explode and the water makes this weird ear numbing noise. I think that it's a good thing I'm not straight up in the front, I can go in the path where some already blew up guaranteeing my safety. Then me and this other missile make it to this under water tunnel that has a fan going in it so fast it would chop us, but then the missile in front of me extends his reach like a cursor though the fan and to a on/off switch on the other side, turns the fan off and we both head in. We are ahead of everyone else, I still hear mines going off far behind us. the missile that was in front of me fell a little behind me, so the other fan at the end of this tube I reached my cursor to the other side and flicked the switch to off, and the fan slowly stopped and we passed through. We could see a few other missiles made it to the land via a different route, but they seemed to keep going their own route and me and the other missile were following the yellow soft glow lights that seemed to be leading us. Next we had to go into this dog house that was on the greenest grass I'd ever seen in the most beautiful backyard. It was a little red one with white trim, that other group gathered up too close behind us, I yelled at them to wait as there is a white plug blocking the hole in the floor of the dog house that we need to go down into. I took it out and begin to squeeze down, it was a tight fit but I made it and the others followed, but it was so dark and small under there we couldn't find our way.

Well this one is disturbing for me, and prolly you too but I don't want to cheat my dream journal so here goes:
I am in a night scene in a village or town, and there are groups of dogs running around the streets, I think (in hindsight) patrolling the neighborhoods for terrors. I am with a group of people one of them is at the entrance of a stairwell with a door heading down into a basement/catacomb. He says a prayer before we head in and down. As I walk down the stairs I also say a prayer out loud for us, a protection against fear blessing. "Dear Lord, please bless us with a protection against fear, in Jesus name we pray, Amen." I reach the bottom of the steps and there is a large group of people, many children and a few adults staring at us. I asked them what they are doing here, and don't really get much of an answer I can remember. The other guy with me I think he says they are vampire thralls. So I grab one of the females near me and look at her and she has bite marks on her neck. The other guy grabs one of them and suddenly there is a big vat of most likely holy water in the room and he pushes its head into the water and watches it dissolve away and the thrall ceases to be. I was behind him during this process so he could not see me, but I was still looking at the bite marks and I did not realize what I was supposed to be doing. I think at this point I was semi lucid, and I was confused, so I leaned forward and kissed her on the bite marks perhaps thinking I was supposed to play the role of vampire. I stopped kissing her because I felt her energy instantly change to confusion, she was wondering why I was doing that instead of putting her in the holy water. Anyways the other guy is done killing his thrall, so now its my turn and I take her to the vat, and push her head in and watch it dissolve. But here is the gross (nsfw) part. I start grabbing her chest and feeling her breast as this is happening, and also her butt and well lets say it was necrophilia and it woke me up and left me in a state of extreme confusion.

So now I am awake but still have this background thread of the dream running in real time in my subconscious. I wonder if those are thralls, where is the vampire, and just then he shows up. We get in a fight and I grab him and dive backwards into the vat pulling his head into it with me. But something happens the vat starts dissolving me, and the vampires face is badly damaged, and I completely melt away. But the vampire is standing by the vat now in a state of pain it seems and I am still aware of the scene. So I use all my willpower and make my spirit essence become strong enough that a mist of my arms come out of the vat and grab the vampire again and pull him back down. But he grabs the sides of the vat with his arms and is really strong resisting. Then the other guy (who now is a misty spirit like myself for some unknown reason) jumps on his back and our combined force brings the vampire into the vat and we all 3 die and the dream ends.


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Another dream scene same night, I am observing some sort of battle almost like a fantasy MMO game, but much more intense and awesome. One of my IRL friends is playing it with his party, and it is like the holodeck in star trek so it encompasses our whole perspective. Anyways he is summoning an amazing dragon that he is holding over his head and the dragon is launching all sorts of magic projectiles at a big beast they are fighting. Some of them get killed by my friend is the priest and he cast a mass resurrect spell and heals everyone to life again, and they battle some more and defeat the beast. Was a sight to see! I want that game!

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Different dream segment, am sitting at a table with a bunch of old Army coworkers/friends. They are catching up with me and one of them is getting a Lifetime Achievement Award. The other one I found out is promoted to Sergeant First Class, but the one that got the award was also demoted to Staff Sergeant (prior to the award). Anyways I had a semiracist/judgemental thought and woke up and had to ask forgiveness to feel at ease.

Me and some random DC's, about 2 woman and three men are hurriedly walking through this cafeteria, it's dim and loud and it looks futuristic. Then we barge into this door and walk into this room that it brightly lit up, we all sit down, I don't know what's going on but I just float along, they're making plans for trying to find someone, someone bad. Then one of the guys shows us a video of who we're after on a little video recorder, we see in the video this blonde girl and this brunette guy who has this man strapped into a hospital bed, and they put a shot into him and say it's to paralyze him and that they need to to do experiments on him, then suddenly as we are watching one of the guy in our group seems enraged he points to the blonde girl in our group and says "That's you in the video!", then we all look at her, he says how could she because he became closer to her than all of us in fact he had a crush on her, she looked worried and innocent and kept saying we don;t understand and that she can explain, I got the vibe that she was right, because the guy who showed us the video seemed suspicious and conniving, and he had this dirty smirk the whole time the guy was yelling at the girl, so I knew we didn't have the full story and that it was probably necessary, then the girl said that the guy strapped up was a zombie and that it was necessary for the sake of all the people, but the guy who liked her was to infuriated and reached for his gun, and by the time we all looked back to her she had ran through the door that led to more brightly lit up lab rooms. They all took chase after her, and I followed, we got into a room that had three doors with windows, one door was from where we came from back into the lit building, one door that led outside to the left gated area, and one in front that led outside to another gated area. This room is lit with outside day light. The girl ran out the front door straight ahead, and she jammed it shut, me and the others realize it's of no use and importance so they go out the the left outside area. I stand in this a room a little longer watching the guy who loved her and the conniving guy angrily try everything to get into that room, she's just looking through the window with a pained look on her face, then she walks away. The guy who loved her climbs up the wall a bit to the vent that leads to her outside area and brakes the glass above, I'm not worried because I know she's probably gotten away so I lose interest because my interest was the blondes safety, so I go out the left outside door, and go sit with my comrades I guess you say. I see them sitting in the shade against the cool brick wall. Then we see the army commander on this tall stage area, he is so mad and he's angry about one of my comrades, he wants to kill him, I turn to him and tell him we need to sneak away because now the commander has ordered his men to search this area, so I grabbed him and we walked through this crowded area around the corner, I hear the commander yelling in a microphone that his enemy only has a shitty shot gun, and I look to him and see he has a sawed off shot gun, I realize this will draw attention to us, but surely he needs a weapon so we keep going into crowds of people trying to hide, then we hear the commanders men shooting multiple rounds into all of my fellow comrades and people begin to run in our direction trying to get away and we begin to run away as well.