non-lucid

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some video game and there was something about castle and some caves.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing creeper world 3, some level where i had to use alot of relays.

I was in my high school, but it was almost completely empty. These girls I know, Jada and Emma are walking around the school. I was walking behind them with my friend Nicholas. I thought I heard the girl Jada singing songs from a band called Pepper(one of my favorite bands). The exact lyrics she sung were "The sun is melting that ego, you better find a new place to hide it..." At this point she skipped way into the song to the following: "Go purchase your friends at the mall, their going on sale soon. Meet me at the checkout line, so we can all laugh at you." I got excited because I have a crush on her (In WL) and have never been able to find any common ground, so I saw this as the perfect ice breaker. But, right as I went to talk to her, they began walking away very quickly. I couldn't catch up. At one point they turned into a classroom, but when I entered, it was just a few teachers and for some reason there was some sort of caution tape blocking the doorway. So, after a while, I gave up and went home. Once I arrived, I messaged her on Facebook: "Hey, I heard you singing Pepper earlier, I really love that band." Well, I typed it, I couldn't bring myself to send it. Then I woke up.

Dream Meaning (IMO):
I am always too scared to talk to girls. Even ones whom I have a reason to talk to. I think this is my subconscious brain's way of telling me not to be scared. And so, I won't from now on.

Just have to celebrate after experiencing my first very short LD.
I usually have excellent dream recall, and am often quite aware in my dreams, but i have struggled to actually "wake up"

So this mornings dreaming exploits went like this.

I was on an island beach, it was early evening and i was walking along the beach with a middle aged man. I felt for some reason that he had recently committed a murder, perhaps i recognised him from the news or something, although i was not uncomfortable around him, there was a relaxed, friendly atmosphere between us. We had walked for a long time and soon came up to a stand which was holding many pairs of shoes. I went to grab a pair, and the man said to me "you can't do that!"
And i looked him in the eyes with a smirk on my face and replied "well actually, i can do whatever i like, because this is my dream"
The moment i said this, the scene exploded with dark swirls of colour, browns, blues and blacks radiated out from this man, who seemed to instantly drop his former character and he revealed his true identity as a very serious, short monk, who looked me deep in the eyes. I almost felt as if he was disgruntled by my awareness and was trying to shock me awake by rapidly restructuring the dream scape and his appearance, and to some degree it worked because i partly woke up.

When i slipped back to sleep again, i dreamt that i was in a class room, sitting on a red couch. A group of young children (5-6year olds) began pushing the couch with me on it, and as they pushed the couch, the island scene from the first dream began to form behind me, so the children were pushing me from their classroom, into the ocean. I protested but the children squealed with delight and laughter. Hundreds and thousands fell from the sky like confetti.

Two nights ago, I had this very long dream about running away from vampires who were also zombies. It was... confusing haha

Last night, I had lots of dreams, but I can't remember them very well. I know there were vampires, I remember my cousin being there. Hmmm... and I woke up with "Sweet Child O' Mine" in the tune of Silvelchair's "Miss You Love". Go figure.

Certainly an interesting one. Finally wrote my dream down after months of being lazy!
I was at what seemed to be Hogwarts...or at least, it was a Hogwarts-like setting. A smug man with a suit and combed over hair walked into the main hall, telling me I was being forced to play some kind of game. This game would have life or death consequences.
Rather than play the game, I investigated this man, spying on him and keeping tabs on his activities. I eventually found out he had an assistant named Brittany. I was able to spy on them executing students, with what looked like statues of living armor.
Sadly, this is all I could remember. Good start though after putting this off for so long.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps.

Dream 1:

I am on my PC and i am browsing some stuff, i get onto some site with lots of images of dragons, i look through images for a while and then decide to leave but can't, it keeps opening new tabs instead. Then i see that i have looooots of tabs open already, i think that i would not even had so many tabs open, and then i feel that i am dreaming. The monitor starts showing some red image, i decide to ask dream about my dragon form and monitor starts cycling through dragon images, then dream fades.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was apparently watching some kind show which was based on minecraft, but with actual people instead of players. People were having problems with redstone in their factory.

Dream 1(fragments):

There was something about videos, show and timezones.

Dream 2(fragments):

Something about fighting mutants.

Dream 3:

I was playing some FPS and there was a mission that i had to do while teaming up with someone else. We came to some country using coastal road and had a few vehicle choices from here. We had to use gunboat because teammate AI was really bad at driving cars in this place and managed to crash one into water when i was testing.
I've planned stuff on the map i had and we went ahead, mostly using rivers as 'roads'. We ran into quite some outposts but gunboat had powerful machine gun which worked out nicely versus enemies, after two or three outposts we were finally at the destination of the mission. It was research center of some kind, we've landed and killed guards using some weapons. Then we went in and there were some switch/code puzzles. In the end we have found a ladder to the second floor. Beyond another code locked door there was a storage with some important data, teammate started browsing it while i was covering him, at one point some dude with special abilities appeared and wanted to distract us, i've managed to damage him and then he retreated. More enemy reinforcements started coming, whole trucks of them so we had to finish up and find way out of building, and then we just used our boat and escaped.
I've apparently had two more missions to do and i was thinking how did i managed to complete so much of a game in one day, which was around 10 missions according to menu(false memory says hi).
Next mission i've started started in a lake full of helicopter wrecks and game started looking somewhat like far cry. I've got out of it and went through small forest. According to the map there was an friendly camp nearby, which i've soon found. Friendlies were fighting enemies already, and were losing, it was hard to see since camp was on the hill. I've joined the fight and enemies apparently had ridiculous amount of hp, they could survive around 30 headshots without problem, i've still managed to hold them off because they were not really good at aiming. Eventually with a few friendly soldiers left we finished off all enemies then some strange woman appeared and there was some talk about warrior duel or something.

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.