non-lucid

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some video game and there was some railway place where we had to deal with undead.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing some RTS, the level was kinda dark and there were alot of enemy bases.

> D. Boon playing guitar on stages, Twice

The first time I saw him on a stage that was for a large outdoor venue and he was heavier-set in the dream than he was while he was alive. He also spun like a top on stage once on purpose.

The second time was in a club of some sort. He finished playing guitar with two other people who may or may have not been George Hurley and Mike Watt and then D. started mouthing off, Cussing about some person and then going to the back of the stage and he looked through a small hole in the wall.

> Car trying to pull another and me realizing it was too small to pull as the engine would be ruined

I was in my driveway, Then the old Jaguar XJ6 was there and later I was driving a 1957 Studebaker. (See video linked below) There was talk of the wheel wells not being rusted out as I looked in the trunk, At one point.

Later I was driving the Studbaker (Though it looked more like a 50s Nash metropolitan at this time) and I tried to pull another car in a parking lot (Near a Staples which was not where it is in waking life) but I realized the engine would be ruined so I stopped.

> Splinter Cell-esque guy ruining places that were being used to destroy things

This was a rather long one. Someone was destroying industrialized polluting places on islands (And killing people in the process)

At one point I saw some characters who resembled Pinkamena D Pie, As if they were clones.

At another part the person kicked a guy named Murphy out of a crane, Killing him.

‘We’ were being held hostage by some guys. We were lining up Mexican dishes (refried beans being one) on the back of a couch (or was it the porch?).

There was a room in the house with cats and dogs, I thought it surprising that they were getting along.

For some reason I was allowed to go outside. I walked through heavy rain until I reached a waiting group of young people (17-20).

Inspiration: Mom threw away some leftover refried beans yesterday.

Notes: I’m fascinated by the ‘heavy rain’ thing, this is the second time. I wish I could actually feel the water and temperature of it. Maybe it’s something I can work on in a lucid dream. I wonder if I should put ‘food’ as a dream sign since it’s become a common theme in my dreams.

It was fancy dress day at college and I was in a maths class but this was at my high school and everyone was from my high school wearing the uniform, except me so I felt like I should have done that instead, so I was trying to persuade my friend to let me borrow a shirt tie and jumper

Apparently, long, boring dreams are here to stay.

First, there was this whole thing about me being back with my ex (actually, in some parts of it I was back with one ex, in other parts I was back with another ex) and having to hide from my mum. I also had to find my cousin somewhere.

The other dream, I had to go to my (other) cousin's graduation. It was weird cause I felt like it was supposed to be my graduation, but then it was high school people and I just wanted to leave.

09/16/13

I am in line at an auditorium. I am waiting to see a Disturbed concert. I get my tickets, I am amazed how cheap they are… which is good since I realize I don't have much money. It is a small show, not a huge auditorium. There are seats around the stage. Most of Disturbed is already on the stage, and there are people standing around the stage. I am surprised at how few people there are. I have the idea it is a concert that hasn't been well publicized, only specific fans would have been able to find out about it. I make my way to the front of the room, right by the stage. I know the music here will be loud and I look forward to it. The band members are taking their places, but David Draiman is missing. The person in the lead singer position is Alex Mercer off of Prototype.

I ponder that only briefly, wondering if that means David Draiman is out sick today. I think that is a bummer that he is not there, as I have no idea what Alex Mercer will sound like singing… Well, I'm already here for now. Someone in the crowd apparently shares my concern and decides to express themselves by throwing what looks like a can of beer at Alex. Alex uses a whipfist to reach out and grab the guy, who, by the smell of him, promptly shits his pants before getting thrown to the back of the room. I hear one of the other band members laughing and saying he loves it when some idiot does that. Another one says he doesn't… he got stuck cleaning up the mess last time. No mess this time except in the idiot's pants, I see, as he quickly leaves the auditorium. The band starts playing. The song is Devour, which is one of my favorite Disturbed songs. There was no need to worry about the sound… somehow Alex sounds exactly like David Draiman. As they are singing the song it looks like Alex is staring directly at me. I do not realize it is a dream, so the idea of Alex Mercer staring at me and singing, "I will devour you…" isn't particularly reassuring. But I guess it doesn't bother me enough to make me leave. I continue listening to the song until it's over, and then they start playing The Curse. Before it gets very far I wake up.

non lucid
*I was sitting in a sky like area with some unknown people. I thought with there help I could easily generate bodhicitta.

*I am at the hindu temple and I notice how strong the energy is coming off of Krishna's shrine. I look looker closer and it seems that the universe is circle the statue. I also notice other beautiful holy statues. My step brother is there with me, he is scared and doesn't know what to make of all of this.

*Someone is stocking me and making a lot of videos of me on youtube. I think I look strange when I look at my self.

I'm floating in the sea with a small oxygen tank and no other equipment. The water's clear and empty - I'm wishing I could be snorkeling on a reef (unusually, there's no visual image to go with this thought; it was blatantly inspired by this site, though) and thinking about freediving (this thought did have images to go with it). Back on the shore, I get into a hot spring with some IRL acquaintances who are talking about drinking, and about a storm coming.

'Julia' has reshaped herself into 'Jules' and I'm meeting him at a university cafe. He tells me he led a rebellion. They all died. Now he's lost his taste for bloodshed, except in the comfort of our own bed. I tell him he's much better at this than I am - whenever I've tried being female I've wound up overcompensating with strange obsessions for guns or fast cars.

OUAT's Rumpelstiltskin, Belle, and three fairies are sitting around a cramped table discussing storming-the-castle plans, theoretically - but the conversation defaults to the fairies badmouthing him for screwing things up in their absence. Belle leaves to go speak to two people locked up in a dungeon, at least one of whom she'd put there herself after he tried to attack her, and her attitude towards him has an odd lack of awareness of being locked up as a bad thing; she's spent so much time locked up in one way or another herself she sees it as normal.

Setsuna/Alexiel speaking to Sara/Belle, saying that after freeing her from 'beyond the end of time,' why do you think of death.

A vague fragment about the three main characters of Zelda leads into me being told by a girl (presumably representing C., this dream is blatantly inspired by her, I've never played this series) that normally she'd recommend someone start with a different game, but for me, the characters and storyline in this one are perfect. On screen, the villain closely resembles Rothbart. The game so far has been one long cutscene, to the point that my IRL sister watching with us (who presumably appeared because of Rothbart - I associate that movie with both her and C.) is surprised to be told it's a game and not a movie. When I look back to the screen again, it looks like a Disney movie.

fortress was under attack and i picked up a mosin nagat from the ww2 era and started shooting at invaderd who where in the courtyard below me this was a difficult task as i was only able to use the iron sights. but i did take out a few of the enemy troops. tree processing i was in the middle of a very cold winter forest where my team or company idk which was in charge of harvesting wood then cutting it into smaller logs and then sending them into this incinerator. the heat coming off of this incinerator felt so good and you didnt even need a jacket if you where anywheres close to the incinerator. When we had finished harvesting all of the logs we needed for the quota we went down this road that was covered in snow and that had a lot of porter potties turned over but these porter potties where remarkably clean and people were using them as shelter from the cold and taking in the heat of the incinerater. as we continued to walk we saw this path to the left that was maybe 3 person's length across and had sparce trees around the border of the path we chose to go down this path as if it was the first time it was ever visible, as we got to the end this man appeared and said you made it welcome to heavon, i asked how is this heavon the man said you have been traveling for sometime and endured many hardships which tied into the themes of many of the other dreams during that night. The person who told us this told us to follow him which we did and at the end of the path we entered through this portal of sorts that was made from tree limbs. as we went through this portal into heavan we immerged on the outskirts of a small town, and this was supposedly heavan. my team and i went to the local bar which is funny because i never do that in real life but anyways we ended up sitting and taking a nice drink of beer which tasted amazing the dream then ended.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps, still a bit of problem of not being able to fall asleep, and have to fix my schedule again...

Dream 1(fragment):

There was something about a dragon.

Dream 2(fragments):

I am in my room, everything starts fading and there's weird voice. Then i am suddenly sitting near table in some other room and i feel that i am dreaming, but it fades as i attempt to move, and i wake up.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was watching a battle between two groups of people with special powers, including ability to fly. One of them was shouting that he has ability to "stay on the sky".

Fragment: System Overwrite Would be a Lie

Something was wrong on system, and someone else suggested to overwrite it all with different version, but I objected because that would be a lie.

Over the Top Gift for Stranger

A woman whom we do not know in waking life, who in the dream was a neighbor of someone we know, in this dream this woman was retirement age and she had a granddaughter, but I did not see the granddaughter.

The dream starts with the woman picking up a brown paper bag contents unknown which I had set out for her in my front yard which was different than waking life. I saw her, and said something like, you must be so and so, nice to meet you.

Somewhere in this dream, the woman lent my sons something of her granddaughter's. So to repay the favor I bought for the granddaughter an electronic gaming device with one game and a Halloween costume (I think it was an Iron Man costume, anyway a superhero one, mostly something a boy would be more likely to like). My husband saw me buy all this, and he said it was over the top, but out of some reason the part he objected to was the costume not the electronic device. He thought the costume should be for our son instead, but I objected that he wants to be Peter Pan for Halloween, not Iron Man.

Semi Lucid - red text

I was with my Mum. She was recovering from a heart attack and was still affected by the attack. I had noticed that her speech, motor skills, and her memory were below average. Mum wanted to play some pool. She hit a pool ball off the table. The table wasn't meant for pool and had no pockets or walls to keep balls in play. I said to her this isn't a pool table, how about we play on the actual pool table next to it. Mum was getting a bit angry at herself, that she was confused and still sick.

I was in another room. Mum and myself were up inside a air duct or something similar to it. I saw a scene in front of me, showing what had happened in this exact spot before. It had left shadows behind. The shadows looked liked a MMA fight, where another man was kicking the other man. I could now see Chris Weidman, he was also a UFC fighter. He was trying to levitate or lift himself up out of an awkward position. He was really trying hard to do so.

Chris Weidman.

[Scene changed]

I could see a scene of people riding in the Tour de France. It was a slippery track, as some riders were falling off their bikes. Some riders fell, got back up and fell not long after.

I was now in the scene, riding in the race. I was a bit behind. I think I had fell earlier also. I heard some commentary being played, explaining why no one takes the short cut exit up ahead. They said it was more difficult then going through the normal track. I had to take a gamble and decided to take the short cut. The short cut looked as if it was a jumping castle. I rode around a couple corners, and was now faced with a tight gap. The gap couldn't fit a bike, so I had to slide down it with my body only. It was starting to become tighter and tighter as I was getting claustrophobic. I felt semi-lucid at this point, knowing that it was just a dream and I could end it at any point if things got too much for me. I felt the scene about to fade and was ready to DEILD, but I gave up after such a short period. I wanted to write this strange story down instead.

I was sitting out the front of my primary school, chatting to some people I knew. I remember seeing Choco there. He's EX girlfriend drove her car very close to us and said something about Paul. I somehow had gotten something on my new white t-shirt (I had bought yesterday). It was something red that was on it, so I quickly thought I better rub it off with some water before it stains.

I was in the milk bar (general store), across the road from where I was sitting. There was a sink to wash my clothes. I was started to rub the stain off, and then I noticed a little black baby behind me. He was very impatient and grabbed the hose which looked like something you connect to your shower so u can have a hand held shower head. I looked behind me to see what was going on, and the baby was now in a little bucket, having a bath.

Dream ended.

I was at my old house in blacks land. A delivery man had come to the door, and I could see his yellow uniform through the hazy glass. I opened the door and he was there with a parcel for me. I said if I paid him some money for the parcel, he could give me it, if not I would have to collect it from the post office. I opened the door, and as I did, I felt a sense of danger, as if he was a scammer and wanted to get inside my house. I quickly closed the door and locked it.

Delivery man.

I saw someone trying to get into inside through the back door, but it was locked. I was positive that something bad was going to happen if I allowed them inside. I picked up the phone and went to dial 000 for the police. The numbers on the phone were weird, it had like options for calling 00, 0, 0000, and a few other crazy combinations.. but not 000! I was struggling to figure out how to call the police. Eventually It started ringing, waiting for someone to answer. I was getting nervous as I didn't know what to say, I was a bit confused.

The man that tried to get through the back door was now there again, but this time he had been able to open one of the doors. He couldn't open the next door though (Wire Door).

I went outside into the backyard. To my surprise, I saw the man that was trying to get in through the back door. He looked very tall and solid. He reminded me of someone from my previous job. He was a delivery driver. I was pretty close to him the man at one point. I saw Mum open the back door and pop her head out. I quickly ran back inside and locked the back door before the man reached it.

I tried calling the police again but it was engaged. I thought maybe, that they had cut the phone line. I looked out the front window and saw a police car, but it looked like a American cop car, not an Australian one. I figured this was the scammers up to there tricks, trying to pose as policeman.
I looked out of the kitchen window and saw another cop car, it was driving over the hood of another car.

American police car (left) - Australian police car (right)

Mum went outside to see what was happening. I thought this was a bad move, because scammers were probably hoping to lure someone out, so they could get inside. I was about to tell Mum to get back inside quickly, but there plan worked, the big man from earlier was now inside the house. I was thinking about what I was going to do to the man, and I pictured myself hitting him.

Dream ended.

It was night time.

I was with a few people I knew, and a girl that I didn't know. We were all in a car. I was sitting in the back seat. I was talking to the girl, she was in the front passenger. She thought that I was offended by her answer to a question of mine. I started to feel awkward that she felt that way. My speech started to go low as I was still effected by that awkward feeling. I felt something fall onto my lap. I thought it was her hand, but it was her laying her head on my lap. I was putting my hands through her hair.

I was now outside of a night club (indoors). We were all sitting down, waiting for something. There was about 4 guys and 4 girls with us. I was wearing my new tracksuit pants that I had bought yesterday. I felt pretty cool in them.
A bouncer of the night club came over and said to the girls to come on through to the night club. Us guys felt a bit hard done by, as we were still not in the club. I didn't really care about going in the club, because I was under dressed. I saw quite a few people leaving or getting kicked out of the club. I saw in the distance a drunk guy in his underwear doing a bit of a dance in front of a few ladies. I walked around where the people that had left the club, and I saw a few people I knew, Jason R's friends.

My ''Cool'' tracksuit pants lol.

Dream ended.