non-lucid

Side-note Third-person Dreamsign

The documentary
I see a couple of people on a mountain trail. The trail itself is has a good slope; on one side is a steep incline up, and on the other side is a dropoff. Up-hill is fairly barren, but the valley below them is very green. It's a man and woman; they're fairly plain, wearing generic exploring / hiking clothing. They're near some kind of broken-down building. My viewpoint is from uphill, looking downhill towards them.

Now, the view shifts to look down the trail, some theme music starts, and a guy rides up on a raptor. He looks very dapper, with slicked back hair and finer clothing. He's doing some kind of documentary of the area. Unfortunately, it's a mess of different territories, so the woman with him is there to manage the beurocracy and get them permission to go where they need to.
Initially, I think they're at a state park in the US, but then the guy on the raptor talks, and his accent is funny. I decide they're in Canada, just across the border.

At some point, I switch to watching them from behind a chainlink fence. From this viewpoint, the valley is again behind them.


Captain's Journal
A young man is staying with a well-to-do family. He's interested in starting a relationship with their daughter. In talking with the father, they decide that, even though the relationship is new, there's enough interest between the man and daughter that they should be courting.

Now he's downstairs, talking with another man. This man tells him that the father is an old captain and that his journal is hidden in a crack near the bed. The young man is very curious and decides to look for it.

Now I'm in a hallway with the young man. A single bookshelf is by the wall with a lot of books put on it in no particular order or arrangement. I pick up a book at random, open it to a random page, and start reading. It's something out of the Wheel of Time. In the scene I'm reading, Rand and Perrin are doing something around a camp fire. It's not a scene I'm familiar with.


Approved hardware
I'm lying on a bed, lost in thought. my wife is sitting on the bed, doing something. On her nightstand, a phone is in speakerphone mode, connected to a conference call at work. I become aware that someone just asked me a question, but I have no idea what it was. I try to answer vaguely, hoping to get an idea of what the conversation is about and what the question was; but the person asking sounds like they know I wasn't paying attention, and they're being careful not to clue me in. Eventually, I just ask for the question to be repeated.

Infra wants to know why I want to have a port opened on the Sonic firewall, since that's such an inflexible solution, and why I can't use one of the prebaked packages with connectivity built into it. Now I'm looking at a list of the available packages.

Now I'm looking at a list of recommended hardware. Each piece of hardware has an accompanying video showing the testing it went through. Now I'm looking at a video of someone testing a microphone. It's a traditional mic, silver, about an inch thick with a 2-inch ball on the end, with a cord coming out of the bottom. He's holding it up high in the air, an expression of excitement on his face, as he proclaims this is the best microphone EVER, and it's only 10 cents.

Now I'm watching them test headphones. Each pair of headphones they try has a pair of RCA connections at the end of the cable, which I think is odd. Now I'm watching them test amplifiers. They go through three or four of them, each looking exactly the same, each time doing the same thing. First, they turn it on, and a female computer voice announces the name of the amp. Next, on the left side, near the front, they plug in a small card with 3 RCA jacks (yellow, white, red) on the edge. Then, they hook speakers to the white and red jacks, leaving the yellow unplugged.

They're unhappy with each of the storebought ones, so the last one they try is homemade (though it looks identical to the others). According to the announcer, the name of this amp is "Shock Hazard." They're very pleased with it and declare it to be the winner.


Bee Powers
This one is kind of fuzzy, and the scene changes don't make a lot of sense, but I think I have it in the right order.

I'm in a living room watching a movie. The TV is a fairly large one mounted in the middle of a whole-wall entertainment center. My wife and I are standing behind a couple of plush recliners; someone else is sitting in one of them. The movie is about supernatural forces. Somehow, in conjunction with the movie, we find that my wife has been given the ability to read Bee Writing. She's holding a small piece of paper (about the size of a large Post-It note) covered in it. It reminds me of an Eastern writing system, something like Hiragana. At first, she's just staring at it, saying it doesn't look like anything; then she gets a funny expression and says she got a glimmer of meaning; then she says she can read it easily.

Now I'm in Publix at the checkout counter. It's more like the customer service area, since I'm behind a counter and the cashier (a young woman) and bagger (a young man) are standing in a clear space behind it. They're both turned away from me, doing something with the bags. On a nearby TV, I note that there's a commercial talking about the excellent customer service you always get at Publix, and it's showing a live feed of the employees completely ignoring me.
A manager walks over, tells me it'll just be another minute, and walks away.

The cashier turns around, tells me that I don't have to swipe my credit card yet if I don't want to, then turns back to the bags. I look down at the cash register and see it's showing me a prompt asking me if I want to preswipe my card to save time, YES/NO. I ignore it. While I've been waiting, a couple of other people have gotten in line behind me, and another guy has tried to go to the side, skipping line.

Now the line has turned somehow. It's going back and forth between guide rails, and I'm somewhere near the middle of the pack. I look at the line behind me and realize there's a guy near me that I haven't seen in years. We start talking. Now the line is moving, and we're making progress towards the cashier.

Now someone past the next turn makes a snide comment to me. As I turn to see who said it, someone else with me uses some kind of psionic power. Now I see who made the comment: it's an older woman with straggly salt-and-pepper hair. Due to the psionic attack, she's got a whole bunch of her hair in her mouth, and she can't get it out. She's making MMM MMM noises. Somehow, I know this is related to my wife mysteriously learning to read another language.

Now I'm in our bedroom. My wife is heading downstairs, closing a baby gate on the landing as she goes. I pick up and start to organize a box of cards, and I see that all the cards have Bee Writing on them. I realize there must have been some catalyst to cause my wife to learn to read it, and I intend to try to figure out what it is. I decide it must be either her new pajamas or her quilt. I don't really want to wear her pajamas, since that would look very silly, so I decide to try the quilt.

I curl up on the floor and cover myself with it. After just a few seconds, a very strange feeling washes over me. I take the quilt off and stand up, then grab a card from the box. I'm disappointed it's still completely unintelligible, but I keep looking at it. When I see it out of the corner of my eye, I get the feeling there's something there, but I can't make it out. Now I start to get the impression that some of the Bee words are overlaid / mixed with regular English words. Suddenly, the whole thing "snaps," and I see plain English words written on the card with no sign of Bee.

Now my wife's with me, and we're talking about it. I tell her the quilt was responsible, and that while I'm excited that I can read it now, I'm disappointed that I'm no longer consciously aware of the Bee, since that means I can't describe how to translate it.

10/16/2013

Dream 1:

I was in a town. I went to U's house for some reason. He was cool with me just walking into his house and room and all. He said hi to me and continued on with what he was doing. I left his house after I walked into U's room. His room was dark, with a lot of hanging blankets all over the place. There was also a bunk bed and a desktop computer. That's all I remember from the dream.

Dream 2:

I remember I was in my basement, watching movies with my family. I watched a total of three movies.

Dream 3:

I broke into a military base with tall buildings. That's all I remember.

non lucid
*My drive was driving very strange and I wanted to him pull over so I can get out of the car. I remember I was at a party trying to get with some chick.

*I remember hanging out with my friend roberto but I don't want happened exactly. I think he was happy about something tho.

The was a man. I think he was a performer but looked more like a business man. He was black. He was from South Africa. There was something weird about his self identity as part of ethnic group, but I don't remember any more.

We were in some kind of hut. There were these huge killer bees. I am scared of bees and freeze. Alas with these bees if you freeze, they land on you and wait. If you move, that's when they kill you. There was some female scientist there who knew how to handle oneself with the bees. She was going to try to save me since a bee had landed on me and I now could not save myself. Luckily I was not really aware in this dream and my emotions were not realistic, because I have a phobia of bees in waking life.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Getting back to consistency hopefully...

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing minecraft apparently and there was one level with huge moving elevator full of zombies and creepers which i was fighting through with a team.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing spiral knights with SilentEternity and for some reason weapons didn't worked properly. We were doing some kind of variation of RJP level and had to attack enemies with vials.

Dream 3(fragments):

I am at home and i randomly realize that i am dreaming, dream is unstable but i manage to keep it reasonably stable, i go to balcony but door's closed, i touch it and it comes off the hinges and falls, i take off and fly with my wings but then shortly dream fades.

Dream 4(fragment):

Some talk on skype.

Dream 5(fragments):

I was at home and many things kept me distracted from nap, family decided to make alot of noise and then everyone was interrupting me...

I'm with my ex-ex? girlfriend and we are sleeping in the same bed together. I feel sexual tension between us.

Date: October 15, 2013
Method: MILD WBTB
Total Sleep Time: 7 (ish) hours

Dream 1
I was at the beach with my nieces and my kids (back when they were babies). My grandmother (who is deceased and never met my children in RL) was there also. We were just enjoying each other fishing and playing on the beach. Then my grandmother decided to take all the kids with her so she can by them some new clothes.

Dream 2
I was with a man and he was washing and styling my hair...I looked beautiful! He had an amazing talent in hair styling..almost magical and I wish I could find this person in RL to do my hair .

The visuals were realistic and colorful. The beginning of this dream is lost, as usual..

I was at some sort of garage party... This was a garage made up of various garages and garage parties I've attended. At the party were a few people I know in real life, and other random dream characters. The place was complex and dingy. In real life I wouldn't have been thrilled to be at this party. I barely recall interacting with anyone.

At one point I decided to step outside for a change of scenery. Outside looked like the backwoods of some remote county. There was a healthy green lawn, tall white-bark leafless trees, and only one neighboring house, which was really more shack than house. (*Recall gets hazy at this point*)

Out of the shack, come the next door neighbors. Three men who looked like sinister cast members on the show Swamp People. (A show I've not watched a single episode of yet.) They were big, and glaring at me with absolute hatred. I realized that disdain for their appearance might be showing on my face, and fueling mutual repulsion..

I looked one of them up and down for something to compliment him on. I thought it would lighten the mood. He was wearing dirty jeans. Muddy boots. A stained and ripped jean jacket. A very old darkened flannel shirt, and a vest that looked like it was made in the 1950's. He had wild hair. Yellow teeth and dirt on his face with very blood shot eyes.

I said "I like that vest."

He looked at it, somewhat taken off guard by my remark. He didn't thank me, but when he looked back up at me he had this half puckered expression that revealed his rotten teeth. It wasn't a smile, but it was better than the 'I want to kill you right now' look on his face before. I started to walk back towards the party, the three men followed me a ways.

I said "We're having a party, you guys can probably come for a few beers." They seemed slightly curious, but not impressed.

I walked back to the house, opened the side door and walked back in to the dark garage. The guy with the vest leaned inside to have a look. There was now blood everywhere, and no sign of the party goers. I felt very uneasy. I ignored the neighbors and bolted inside to see what happened..

Near the back, there was trough filled with water about a foot deep. There were a number of people in the trough standing and fighting off what appeared to be something like skinless gremlins about 3ft tall. And the people were losing. Blood was splashing. Lights were flashing. Music was playing. It was like a twisted dance floor. As I watched in disbelief, a more powerful looking skinless gremlin with a bulging oblong brain leaped from a rafter and sliced another gremlin in dozens of of pieces with its steel straight edged elongated claws.

I was fighting off being horrified. It turned and faced me directly. It was hideous. About 3.5 feet tall. Humanoid. It had yellow cats eyes. Wicked snaggle-tooth fangs and a huge visible brain. No hair. No fir. Just exposed. Bloody. Densely packed muscles. It looked agile and a little bit stocky.

I said "Why did you kill one of your own?"

It said in a raspy voice "He was going to die soon anyway."

I pulled out a pocket knife and said "What happens if I stab you in the brain?!"

It said "Try it."

I stabbed it in the brain. He rolled his eyes up to look at me. I pulled out the knife and stabbed it again further back and with more force. It acted disoriented by the second attack. I staggered back reeling with disgust. After another moment, he regained composure and started to climb out of the pool to follow me. Now, I ran. Strangely into a small room with a TV. I looked at the TV remote.

I said "I want to change the channel. I don't want to see these things anymore." --Then I woke up.

I have not had a nightmare since I last posted one on Dream Views. When I woke up, I felt perfectly calm and well rested. This is the most complex dream I clearly recall in about the past year.

Unfortunately, my recall has been shoddy recently so I can't explain the whole dream. However, one part particularly stood out; I was sitting at my desk in the living room (which I haven't done in years), flicking through some gameboy games. I took a look at a game in a red cartridge (as if it were Pokemon Fire Red) and noticed it was one of my "favorite" games. I then explained what it was as if my dream were a television program as snapshots of gameplay showed up in my vision.

What makes this most interesting is that I had been inside this game before in a previous dream, playing it like a top-down Zelda game. The only thing I saw in this dream of it was the character killing a snake in a room that gave me a lot of trouble, but it still amazes me that that particular dream decided to show itself again.

I've been lazy recording my dreams so I may as well catch up now. I've been listening to the Inception soundtrack, which has inspired me!

A couple a days ago I had my longest dream I've had for a while, unfortunately its been a few days so I've probably lost some details. I remember going to my local paintball course and finding out that they had new paintball guns. These guns could hold a much larger amount of ammo, but we were not allowed to take any extra ammo onto the field when we used them. I fired off a few shots from the edge of the course to test it. It looked and felt just like the regular guns. There were only a few people with me at the time. None of my usual paintballing friends were there.

Later on...
Something was happening. I think I was in a house. I remember thinking "This is probably a dream." That caused me to pause and realised that this was definitely a dream! When I became lucid I was standing in the laundry of the house I was in. At this point I paused to take in the incredible clarity of the surroundings. I'm usually bad at maintaining lucidity, so I tried to engage my dream senses as much as possible. This seemed to solidify the dream, but I was still scared to close my eyes in case I lost the dream. This wouldn't be a problem for most people, but my most reliable way of teleporting in dreams is to place a portal on a wall and travel through it to my destination. I can only seem to do this with my eyes closed, hence my dilemma.

Instead, I decided to try a few other tricks that I have heard about. I had a look in the laundry cupboards to see if I could find anything awesome to help me teleport. Unfortunately I only found normal laundry stuff. Another technique I have heard is to reach into your pocket and pull out a button. The button is then able to do anything that you want. I tried reaching into my pocket, but again had no luck. By this point I was getting annoyed at my complete lack of dream powers. Not too much later I woke up. I'm pretty sure I woke up into another dream, as in the morning I had nearly forgotten that lucid.

Last night:
I had a few dreams, but this one is the most clear as I was still having it when I woke up. I was at a beach with a few of my friends. We found a place just behind some sand dunes to chill and hang out at.

Much later I returned to the beach with my friends (I think they were still the same ones). We tried to find the same spot behind the dunes, but the tide had come in a lot. We found the spot, but now we had to wade through water to get there. We climbed through a tunnel in the sand dune to get there. I ended up climbing into a sand-dune-cave (which was not what we were at before). One other person climbed in too. It was very cramped (you had to crawl to fit in) and we were unlikely to fit anyone else in there. I saw a small snake in the cave. It started moving towards me. I told the other person in the cave to get out of the cave, as I couldn't get out while they we still in there. Then the snake then crawled into my pants. It looked like a diamond python, but I didn't want to take any chances. I slowly and carefully crawled out off the cave so that I didn't disturb the snake in my pants.

When I crawled out of the cave I was back in my room at home. I got the snake out of my pants and threw it on the floor. The snake grew to about 50cm and turned into a rattle snake. I was unsure what to do about the snake in my room. Someone (who was also in my house), told me I should just take the snake outside and kill it. I didn't want to try that as I was concerned that the snake was deadly. The person grabbed a shovel and killed the snake in my room. I was happy that the snake was finally dead. I think the person then asked if I had any more snakes in my room. I said I didn't think so, but they had a look any way. As they looked at the foot of my bed a huge (at least 3m) yellow-bellied black snake reared out from under some boxes at the foot of my bed. The person leapt back in surprise and started fighting the snake. At this point I woke up.

For the next 10 or 15 mins I kept checking behind my back for snakes, even though I knew I was awake!

Some kids from school and I were messing with some weird bug thing.

Last night I had a ton of false awakenings, and a lot of them involved math homework that I had forgotten to do IRL the before I went to sleep and me scrambling to get it done in study hall before class.

So the first time I remember I was in the car and one of my parents was driving (although I usually drive myself to school). Anyways, then I can remember frantically scrambling to get my homework done in the car. I can even remember what the problems were! I had to do like, 20 problems involving dividing polynomials.

This was the only dream I vividly remember, however as the morning proceeded I kept having all of these false awakenings where I was really nervous about going to school since my homework wasn't done. It was like repeating the horrible waking up process to go to school OVER AND OVER. I am already not a morning person, and this certainly didn't help. It almost felt like a relief when I finally ACTUALLY woke up... until the moment where you get out of the shower and it's 6 AM and you are freezing, and realize you have to go to school for 9 hours and... yuck...

Anyways ya... that's it from last night.

See ya

14.10.2013

Hidden base and teleporting. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a huge undreground base that only could be accesed through a small hatchet. It appears that there was a huge mall underneath and my mom was in charge of the whole thing.

As I went down, they were closing up and I saw some friends from my high school times. They were somehow making fun of me because the whole event ended, and I felt upset with my mom about it.

I then left and met with a friend and started to teach him how to teleport, but I would fail the two first attempts. On the third one, I would teleport with some friends who I used to play mtg with.

I wanted to share with them some of my psychic abilities, my development, etc but since they are Christian I hesitated to, as I was tired to being called devilish.

I then saw my dad and shared with him some stuff about the Astral Realm.

14.10.2013

Mafia at the mall. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some sort of mall that had a convention center. The walls were pale yellow and the mall did not appear to be in a very good shape. It seems there was some sort of mafia thing going on, something related with very powerful sport cars.

They had a private room where they had some cars displayed and I started to pick in opening the door from one of the edges. I wondered if I was getting so involved that the security guys would go after me.

Suddenly, the cops arrived and the door opened abruptly. I thought if I just stayed at the door the would say nothing to me, but it was not the case, they were walking at me. One guy, heavy and strong build with a gray jacket, black tie, hat and sunglasses was approaching at me. I started to walk away like if nothing happened, but he chased after me until I woke up.

Time Lucid - DEILD (30sec), False awakening 1 (30sec), False awakening 2 (2min)
Non lucid - grey text
Semi Lucid - red text
Lucid - blue text

Dream Fragments:
I'm watching TV at my house, and I see my Dad.

I'm looking into the trees/ditch, where I used to run around the c-town football ground.

DEILD:
I'm at my primary school, on the oval at night. I was thinking of having a wank on the oval (right.. getting my creep on I see.) I see a girl walk passed the fence, and she was dragging a sheet along with her. I wake up and begin the DEILD process. I've been on a bit of a dry spell and got a tad excited and got up too early out of my dream body. My vision was pretty messed up looking, so I decided to take off my glasses which worked for more clarity. I check my hand for a reality check, but just do it out of habit, due to the fact I know I'm dreaming. I double check by levitating myself up to the ceiling of my room and touch the roof. I walk out of my room and notice that my Dad is making his bed, but the room looks different. I try and piss him off for the hell of it as he makes his bed. I then wake up.

False Awakening 1:
I get out of my bed and look at my hand, and notice I have 3 fingers. I'm dreaming. I look around for a pill in my draw, expecting it to be there and being LCD. I keep coming up empty, but I do find some empty medication tabs. I look towards my bed and see that there is another empty tab. I decide to fly out of my room, low to the ground. I fly through the kitchen and passed Dad's lounge room. I notice that someone is in the lounge room as I pass and I pull on the brakes and slide across the floor. I begin to wake up and I prepare for a DEILD chain. The scene re-appears, laying in the exact same spot. I rush through the transition and fail the DEILD *shakes head* so impatient lol.

False Awakening 2:
I'm in my bedroom standing up, I do a RC and realize I'm dreaming. I begin to stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands together, and taking off my glasses which helped a lot. I look at my hands and really study them to get the scene even more vivid. I walk out of my room into the lounge room where Dad is. I see that he's half on and half off the couch, asleep with a blanket half over him. I try and wake him so I can talk to him, but pushing him a little. He awakens and still looks half asleep, and doesn't want to make convocation. I give up on Dad and walk into his bedroom, and walk towards his bed. I look to see if Mum is under the blankets (or anyone else). As I lift the blanket up, I see a dog walk out from under the blankets. It's not my dog Rex and it is a lot bigger then my dog. I look at my hands again to try and keep this lucid dream going, as the recent lucid dreams have been very short). My hand looks as if they are cracked. I continue to really focus on them. I felt confident the dream would last longer now. I figure I should leave the house (I usually never make it out of the house). I walk towards the door, intending to go across the road to the neighbors house to see who I could meet and talk to/have sex with (my penis gets the better of me a lot). As I reach the door, my alarm goes off and wakes me.

I've never had more then 2 lucid dreams in 1 night. I'm wrapped with getting 3. What made it better was it was coming off of a dry spell