non-lucid

There's this guy running from some gang. It's about the patent for something he invented. He can't believe his invention is something anyone would be willing to kill him over, but I remind him it's not the invention they want to kill him over, it's the money. He's got some legal document - not the patent itself, but related to it, possibly he hasn't filed for it yet - which is what everyone's after, and after I get him to reveal it to me, a man who is my brother appears and snatches both the guy and the document away and runs into the forest, just as the gang catches up to us. This was our plan, the woods are my brother's territory. I act like I'm on the gang's side, or at least as if I want to catch that guy as much as they do - they were already aware from past interactions that I have an interest in the guy with the patent, and they've assumed I want the document for my own reasons. So they follow me when I lead the chase into the forest, into my brother's traps.

The path into the forest that I lead them on - and which my brother appears to be on, we catch glimpses of him now and then, though I'm aware he won't stick to the path - curves back and forth in strange ways, it's disorienting. I see an odd bullet coming - dark green like a beetle's wing - and I make sure I'm out of its path, that it picks off one of the gang as intended. It was fired by one of three men who work for/with my brother, people I know well. Time seems to have slowed down, and when one of the gang starts grumbling about the strangeness of it, a man emerges from the woods, the second of my brother's men. He explains that it's the insect-birds. They're insects which mimic birds and sing constantly, disorienting the birds and causing them to mistake night for day, and for us, creating an illusion of time slowing. They prevent violence being done in my brother's forest. But "their element is in possessing one," he says; that is, the insect enters and controls a single bird.

PREP
None. Today will be the first night I attempt lucidity. I will also be waking up to record my dreams as they come.

DREAMS
1. I attended boarding school, and Daniel Craig was a teacher and headmaster. I competed with the other students for his favor, attempting to impress him with my intellect and maturity.

THOUGHTS
It's sad how far I've fallen since being active on these forums in 2007. Back then, I got to where I could remember extensive details of multiple dreams, even without writing them down during the night. When I did write them down, I'd have several paragraphs for each dream. I intend to get back to that and better.

I remember being somewhere outdoors and there being an evil hot guy and a hot good guy. The good guy was my boyfriend and i remember i kept kissing him. You k now when someone is about to say something but you shut them up with a kiss? Well something like that. I remember i was doing that because he kept telling me i couldn't crown me and him as the queen and king of whatever party we were at so i kissed him to shut him up and then asked him " Were you saying something?". Then he shut up. Then i was taking a walk and the hot evil guy picked me up bridal style and was carrying me away. Then he challenged my boyfriend to a sword fight like in the old days and who ever wins gets me. Then i don't remember what happened

But also i remember having a dream later that night about me being in a hotel and i was resurrecting a doll into a real girl. Then after that i remember eating and there was a huge open bouffett and there was a lot of amazing food. I remember i was really creeped out. It had an over all creepy vibe to it. Also i remember there was a lot of pollution they were throwing in the water so i went up to the thing collecting pollution and i made sure it didn't go in the water. Then i don't really remember much.

today i dreamt i was in my bedroom with my brother but my bedroom was different, the 2 beds were on vertical. he was putting some DVD on my dvd
the cartoon name was radbody or something like that. i was watching some Puppeteer having fun, the background looked like a theater. after they finished
i saw red curtains like in theater. and i told my brother
"this is like tom & jerry bro, it doesn't have any story, just sequence sketches." then my dad come into our bedroom. he wanted my brother to fix up something. my dad was near the bedroom door.
and my brother said "you're shit" when he passed near my dad. then i had some weird thoughts
"my dad can fix things, so my brother shouldn't disrespect him."
"but my brother also can fix things, specially fused lamps."
then a picture of a turned on lamp came in my mind.


Fact of the day: My dad told me to change the fused lamp of my bedroom today.


Dream elements:

-my bedroom
-brother
-dad


Technique used: ----------


hours slept: 10 hours

non lucid
*I don't remember any solid dream but I do remember fragments.
Swaminarayan, chanting the vajra guru mantra, and waving Hi to someone.

Sunday 1/12/14

Last night, bed 10:30 pm, drinking water when awoken at night

DR 2:54am
My grandma is visiting. She has a whole in her heart that's getting bigger. Me and my mom are walking her to a gate to stop it from getting bigger.

Something about preschoo.

6am
Dusty ground, small, 4-5 feel tall bumps (hills). I'm looking into a hole dug into one hill sideways, and underneath some moving papers and leaves I see a few hedgehods. Another hole has something similar to a volverine or some similar small animal.

There is a white and black dog running around. Something about my old teacher, reunion, how to dress.

Thank you for my dreams and recall. Can I haz some more, plox.

Dune-based, a Fremen leader has just died and everyone's chanting the name of someone they're choosing for the new Naib, a well-respected middle-aged man known for being level-headed. But they're interrupted by Paul and Jessica, performing some Bene Gesserit trick with light that makes them appear god-like, a move to take power over the Fremen. It works. I find it extremely distasteful.

My IRL mother weighing a desire to give up physical possessions against the potential uses for the land she owns, and considering an apiary.

A wrong number from an angry woman looking for a Melissa. (Not the one from the myths specifically, but still presumably inspired by the apiary bit.)

I'm looking at a digital folder labeled 'Eric'; none of the files inside have anything to do with him.

An earlier, lower-budget movie version of Barbarella.

A variety of nautical references: ornaments shaped like ships, a trip to the beach and a mention of pirates.

A painting of pale, black-haired elves with ravens on their shoulders, in a park.

Two homeless men, one with a dog, the other a preacher standing on a wooden crate, arguing about Jesus and whether or not he spent a lifetime as a cat.

"So ever shall be considered the gardens of Biblios."

I was again situated in abroad country, this time i think it was Romania. I can not be sure because i was in some gheto with lots of chineese people. I think it was Romania because of their money. Well here it goes.. i was in this gheto, and everybody was looking at me, they seemed hostile. They were sneaking around me like they were trying to rob me. So i tried to protect myself and i am headed to enter the first building on my way .I see an open door, it looked like a shop. Im walking towards the entrance, when some big sturdy guy in blue jacket was walking to that door in the same time. He was aproaching from the sides.. and at entrance he bumped into me with heavy force. He was sturdy as a rock. I think he said that i cannot enter, but i didnt understand him because i dont speak romanian. He was gazing at me with anger.. and another guy aproached and they were all staring at me. I moved 2 steps backwards.. trying to just peacfully avoid conflict and the other guy talked to me.. i didnt understand him nothing.. I said "english maybe?" They looked at eachother smiled and said ok. They said "never buy money on the streets" and that now i can come into the building. We sat at the table, and they were talking to me about something but they werent really super good in english so i didnt understand much. I looked around the table and i noticed it is a restaurant. I was thinking to just leave the place, but i saw a group of 4 girls sitting at the next table. One looked at me and smiled, and then she started to explain something to her other friends, i think it was something about me. So i decieded to stay for a while. The second guy said that he will eat something. The first one said that the food costs around 200 of their money. I looked into my wallet. Hmmm... just bills, some euros i think there were 6 eur and 50 of their money and one weird red paper whichi thought it is also money but it wasnt. Hmm i said well maybe i can get a beer with these. But i was hungry. I checked at my other pockets, and found a lot of euros.. more than 150.. The first guy decided that he will go exchange some money.. I said wait, im going with you.. but he was to fast for me, before i came out of the restaurant he was already gone. Some one was also moping the floor and i overjumped him, just to catch that guy. And i didnt of course. I was again on the streets, people starring at me again, and i remembered hmm no buying money from the streets ok. But where is the exhange office? One guy approached me and grabed my arm. I went defensive, i grabed him back and pushed him away.. and said try this once more and i will break it. Went to other direction, it was some garage.. a lot of tough guys were waiting there.. so i decided for the 3rd way.. And of course one biiig guy is heading towards me.. and i said to myself.. is really everybody so weird in this country,. and i wake up.

Journal Entry non-lucid #7 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: Ever since school started, I had less time to sleep and more time to stress. I guess it is on sub-conscious level because I feel relaxed, but I can't remember most of my dreams. This was the only dream worthy of noting.

Dream fragment 1 from 4:30am-7:30am" Angry Dog ": I was with my dad and sister and we were heading into a house. We didn't know the house belonged to someone else, someone we didn't know. We casually walked inside and this dog started growling at my dad. I told my dad what ever he do, he shouldn't run. My dad started running and the dog instinctively came after him. I jumped right in front of the dog to distract him then I started running the opposite direction that my father ran. I told my dad to leave, and I also told my sister to leave. I picked up a chair and blocked the dog with it. The dog tried to run around it and I hit it very hard with the wooden chair. I did this until the owner came. The dog was badly injured and had a lot of cuts and blood coming out of him. We then hanged around the owner. We didn't know they had a dog. I guess my love for my family makes me vulnerable to emotions (which is good though). If the dog only came after me I think I would have handled it differently.

some how my dad managed to drive his huge white truck of this muddy hill. we were all able to bail out of the truck and have a fun slide down on the mud, but then his truck started to sink into the ground. i swam to wear it was dissapearing and dove into the water and swam down. i could just see the top black railinings that line the bed of his truck. i grabed one and pulled it above the water. hahaa its funny cuz it was a dream but when i got to back to the surface i acted like a typicall heroic douche bag, all outa breathe panting and stuff. i tried to hold onto the truck and the other boys helped me as well. i dont know how but we managed to pull the truck out of the water and onto the shore.

pretty cray

later i was at a hotel with shelly and matt jajeh. we were like getting all dressed up for osmething. miguel sheker was with us and he left his goggles in the shower.

I was visiting some city and was in maybe a bad part of town when I was mugged if not killed. It was a terrible experience, and some sigs came across me and could tell that I was in really bad shape. I could feel the intense bruising that was all over my face. I think the scariest part was just knowing that there was a human out there that could do that to me, inflict so much pain for self-gain.

Then, in a later dream, my mom had scheduled a very nice birthday party for me which involved a boat. My friends sang me happy birthday, but I was still reflecting on the nightmare I had experienced earlier. The party seemed all wrong, and I just wanted to cry and be alone. I cried my ass off and made everyone feel uncomfortable. I felt like it was meant to be tho. I would start talking about the dream and instantly be overwhelmed with fear and begin sobbing. My mom tried to console me, but it wasn't very helpful. I felt that everyone simply wanted me to get over it, but I couldn't. I crouched under a table and cried away.

I was in some sort of house that was being infiltrated and David from city roots was strategically constructing reinforcements. I attempted to help out but ended up causing more harm than good and apologized. This morphed into this lived experience/movie being watched where I leapt over a wall and encountered some high quality explosive that my "boss" wanted me to collect. I realized through 3rd person perspective his motives in asking us to gather them. He had a partner he wanted to betray. He took the huge stack of cash they had amassed and rigged it with these explosives. When his partner handled the money, kablam. I saw this happen while watching a movie with the parents and my mom remarked that this was the best part, the very end, when the partner makes some exclamation in british as he's blown up.

Going to bed at 5am isn't helping me remember my dreams... not that I'm surprised by that. Still, I remember some stuff from last "night":

1) I was living in someone's house. I know him online, and there were other two people from the same online community there. One of them opened a window too fast and dropped a perfume bottle outside. We all laughed a lot. We were discussing the sleeping arrangements, who would stay in each room.

2) I was in a small town. I have family in a VERY small town, and in my dream, it was supposed to be there. But the dream city was bigger than the real life one. Anyway, they had an RV and they were driving it around. I got a little tired and went to the bed they had offered me. I got there and saw a snake killing a lizard. It scared me so much that I woke up.

3) There was some civil war going on. I was part of a group, and there was another group trying to kill us. They kept setting stuff and people on fire, but we managed to keep our cool and handle the whole situation.

I was in a video game-like scene, one on which I would go in a set direction. Instead of going where I should, I turned down a dirt road. It was pitch black but I had a animal buddy to guid me. They a a flashing light that would go of periodically that would allow me to catch up. We got to a building, walked through and opened the back door.

There was a small quaint town. The snow was falling and the buildings had a kind of warm glow to them. My animal buddy turned into a person. We walked into a bar across the street. It had a automatic playing piano. I sat and watched it for awhile.

I was then outside shopping in what appeared to be the old clothing store I had worked at. I got the feeling the sales people were judging me because of the clothes I was wearing. I left to go back to the bar.

This time in the bar the Beatles were there singing all their songs. My friend and I sat beside Paul. I think we took his wife's seat, who wasn't Linda but an old neighbour I had once. I felt like a stranger but we never left. My friend said that I should sing a song. But I told him I was only good at songs like Shes Leaving Home. Then that song came on and I joined in singing but just barely. I kept trying to lay my head on my friends arm but it was too bony. Everyone seemed to have their heads on the tables.

I was back at the clothing store and there was a door that being blocked off. They were supposed to be building hype to the sale items in that room. To be honest though there didn't seem to be that many people in the store. When they opened the door I was first to rush and go crazy, I jumped up on top of a dresser and was rummaging through clothes. But I noticed all the other girls just calmly shopping, talking to each other. Some were at tables eating crackers. I felt stupid acting like this and I got down and a man offered me some crackers. I ate them but made my mouth dry. A lady had marble cheese and she gave me some. I walked to a big gumball machine and tried to see how it worked. I wondered if I pulled the knob without putting money in would get a gumball. It didn't work.

Then it went to a scene of my guy friend. He was climbing huge rope ladders and jumping to the next one. I think two guys were chasing him so he felt really rushed. He got to the last jump but the distance between the ladders widened. He felt as if he couldn't make the jump but the boys were catching up.

1. [Non-Lucid]
My Aunt appears to have moved house, I'm in the house with my Cousin and Mother, I open the front door and ask whats in there (theirs another door facing me), Mum replied "that's the bar" with a slight smile I replied "ah ok".

2. [Non-Lucid]
I'm at a party sat on 1 of 2 sofas with I think friends or family, we seem to be having quite a laugh.

Next I go pick up my old girlfriend Tiffany in I think a red curvy soft-top fast car, when I arrive I see her face...I think shes smiling (she also has dark brown long hair just how I remember her), she sits in the passenger seat next to me and I drive, now I'm driving down a road seems to have a lot of foil-age to my right then I cross a bridge, she asked me something don't remember what but when I replied but idk what I said {I felt anxious and guilty} (something about an animal).
We are now at the party, I think I'm sitting with her, Chris my cousin enters and sits down so I introduce her to him.

3. [Non-Lucid]
I'm in some sort of shooting game where I acquire a big gun that shoots a stream of plasma (much like the stream from a Ghostbusters ghost catcher) so I went and hid in a cabinet on the back wall of a building facing the entrance.
A guy walks in (He appears to be dressed in cowboy gear), I slowly open the cabinet door and I zapped him twice with this gun, shooting out fuzzy blue streams of plasma (really looked cool) he shook and wobbled then died.

4. [Non-Lucid]
I am at Emily's house (best friend/love interest), I called for her and decided to go into her room but she was in there naked (for the record I didn't actually see her naked as the "dream camera" was too busy watching my face, Possibly saw just her leg) and I saw and gasped then walked away all sweaty into the kitchen where someone talked to me about something, then I hear a "psst" so I turn around and shes peaking her head around the corner and gesturing with her hand to come to her, so I did and she asked "how much did you see?" in which I replied while blushing and smirking "Id be lien if i said I saw nothing...I saw everything".

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Fragments:
May have seen my best friend Emily possibly dressed in blue

Morning of January 14, 2014. Tuesday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and I are back at the house in Wavell Heights in Brisbane where our two oldest also lived when growing up. The house is similar to the real one when we lived there, but with several minor differences. Most of my dream takes place in the kitchen. Zsuzsanna seems to be making a salad with carrots and lettuce.

We are babysitting the girl of a single mother, although I am unsure if it is “our” house in my dream or if we are supposedly at her house (even though it was ours in reality years ago). After a time, it seems that there is concern about where the girl is that we are supposed to be babysitting and she is nowhere to be seen; nowhere in the house or yard. I think about what we should do, as it seems to be problematic to be babysitting a child who is not even present.

Soon though, the dark-haired girl makes an appearance in the kitchen. When questioned, she says that she had been down by the riverbank with her boyfriend, having taken her bicycle to the location. This seems a bit disrespectful in taking off without saying where she is going. I tell her that if she had vanished, no one would know where to look. I ask her if her mother just lets her go off at random times without any clue as to where she is going and it seems the answer is yes.

“Your mother is a nut job!” I add dramatically. She goes and sits in the corner in the kitchen, to the right of the doorway, to brood. I soon notice that she has numerous tiny white spots on her shirt, seemingly caused by the ever-amusing “healing powder” (over “healing power”) mix-up. Apparently, a packet of maize flour had been thrown at her. The “healing powder” vs. “healing power” blunder always amuses me when it occurs in my dreams (though this only happens when I use “healing power” in lucid auto-scripting and it carries over in a distorted form in non-lucid dreams such as this one).

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It is of no consequence, really. Whether it is “powder” or “power” the overall results are similar enough. It is always maize flour. Even so, there is probably also a “flour girl” and “flower girl” mix-up at some levels.

“It may look like an antibiotic but inside it you have chalk, powder or if you are lucky, you get maize flour or whatever is inside there, decried Prof Rogo.” Sudan: Outdated legislation hindering health programs in Africa by Mena Report.

“I love the flower girl”; a relevant Cowsills lyric. (Zsuzsanna was the flower girl as a child in hippie Nimbin during the Mardi Grass/Aquarius festival, one of hundreds of precise dream clues that led to my real-life discovery of her as my soulmate).

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Aside from the subliminal auto-scripting in this dream that yet again confused “power” with “powder”, the young girl being down by the river with her bicycle is an autosymbolic play on dream state induction itself (as well as a childhood reference to the Dickey Lee song “Patches”). The river signifies spiritual communication as well as dream state initiation, with a younger version of Zsuzsanna, and the bicycle as an element of the physical body, signifying vague awareness of the hypnopompic kick that only truncates some dreams in the first stage of the sleep cycle.

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