non-lucid

Crazy nap dream...

I kept waking up and going back to the same dream. I was watching a TV show and I wasn't actually part of the dream.

The story was about a group of people who were travelling outer space because Earth had been destroyed. Then, one of the girls got sick. She didn't tell anyone, she went to the doctor. When she came back, she told one of the guys that she was sick forever. Her sickness? She was constantly aroused, especially to "dangerous" guys. In fact, she claimed she could see those guys in blue.

One of the guys, the one she told her "sickness" to was a "bad boy", so he was blue. They kept having those "will they, won't they" moments, but everytime they got close to kissing and more, something would wake me up.

Finally, the group ended up on a planet wheretheywere received very well. They were all happy until the woman who was the leader of the planet told them they'd all be killed cause they had made some people orphans. Then, three people showed up and they said that this group had gone to their planet and killed their families and everybody else.

The girl looked at the guy and they were both blue. Since they knew they were going to be killed, they left the place to (hopefully) get together... I never saw it happening, though, cause I woke up for the last time.

Is it stupid to want them to have a happy ending?

Date: September 5, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (WILD failed)
Total Sleep time: 7 hours

Dream
I was on a bus with several family members, like we were going on a family vacation. I remember us stopping at the beach, but it was not the beach. It was more like just a big area of water. The kids were getting off of the bus to stretch their legs and I remember telling them not to get too close to the water. We boarded the bus again and then everyone started talking about donuts. We found a little old fashion bakery that made a special type of donut. We ordered the donut and waited and waited and waited for what seemed like forever. One of my family members asked me why were we waiting 4 hours for a donut…then I woke up .

The lights in my IRL home won't turn on. None of them will, and I think of the darkness as a danger, which makes me wonder if this is a nightmare. I start to head down the stairs, by floating, head first. Yes, this is definitely a dream. I start to do my light-of-Apollo anti-nightmare trick, which after 2 uses appears to be my go-to way of avoiding nightmares now, but then it occurs to me that while I'm here, I could enjoy some lucid dreaming instead. I decide that there is no ceiling, so that when I look up, I'll see the night sky and be able to float up into it - and then I turn over and am pleased to see that this is so. After I've floated up into the stars, I look down to the house again to put the roof back on, and then, as if it was just a task I'd briefly delayed and had to get to now, I start up the anti-nightmare trick, and wake myself up in the process.

(5:08 am, just half an hour after bed. As I was trying to get back to sleep, it occurred to me - this has happened a few times now, nightmares with this timing and on the theme of darkness - I'm starting to suspect this is the result of trying to sleep before dawn. Possibly on some level I'm aware that it's much darker than when I usually sleep, and my dream interprets that as something wrong. Reliable way of getting lucid, though, so that's not really a problem. Back to sleep.)

Fragment: "Ancient papers, and an age a fraction of that."

I'm discussing an upcoming ball with a young woman I'm acquainted with, leaning against her desk while she goes over the invitation, pointing out the bit where they encourage everyone to dress colorfully, and she, thinking herself quite clever and looking for me to praise her, tells me about the black outfit she's planning, so that she'll stand out in a sea of bright colors, and she asks what I think. I tell her I expect that's exactly what the people throwing the ball are planning themselves, so perhaps take that into account. She reconsiders, and asks what I'll be going with, as she can't picture me in anything but black. I say not at all, my basilisk coat is blue, isn't it? - it's entirely black except for the basilisk design but that's enough, and I think about the feel of that dark blue color, the warmth of that creature's image on my back. As I think about that coat I either am or am referencing The Etched City's Gwynn.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

OUAT's Belle is binding Rumpelstiltskin in a contract without realizing it. She was speaking in metaphors and he's got to abide by them literally. While the two of them were attempting to patch things up between them after a fight, she asked him to pretend she's the mistress and he the servant in their deal. He, sitting on the side of her bed, is thinking that they've done this before, thinking of a particular scene in which Julia was a princess and I was her servant, and how utterly beyond my reach she'd been then. (A scene from a dream I had years ago, accurately remembered as far as it goes, though he left out the unflattering parts.) He's been silent too long, and when Belle says something, he jumps up and makes a game out of it, addressing her as milady, going to her window and throwing the curtains open, asking what she'd like for her meal. And although she didn't at all mean that he should literally treat her as his mistress, only that she wanted him to think about things from her perspective for a moment, she's not surprised by the game and she takes it as a sign that all's well between them again, so she gets up to make breakfast herself.

As she leaves the room, she finds a strange object in a corner of the hall - a statue of a unicorn that she hadn't noticed before, with what looks like a real horn. She knows Rumpelstiltskin's been after such horns, so she's wondering why he leaves one just lying around here - unless this is what he makes out of them. She thinks it's odd, and goes on about her chores, when she finds another one, smaller, in a window sill. She knows that wasn't there before, and she calls to Rumpelstiltskin, and turns to see that he's already found the first one, and is looking at it with obvious displeasure. This is something that shouldn't be in the castle.

(Woke up. That last one was almost certainly influenced by watching Legend the other day.)

Thursday 9/5/13

Last night bed 1:30am - 8:30am

I believe this dream was influenced by episode of jeff lewis interior therapy I watched on sunday, about a gay couple that was together for 5 years and one girl really wanted to get married? And by my IRC convo with OB last night.

DR 8:30am

There are two girls and they are good friends. One of them asks me to marry her. I like her, but I kinda love her friend. So I figure, I could do that and be closer to the one I love, while still kinda loving the one who proposed to me as well.

All kinds of emotions go through me. I wonder if my parents will be still alive when I tell them, or should I tell them now, knowing that they will be happy to hear that I got married. I'm not worried about them not accepting my gay marriage. I know it's my life, and although I never in million years thought this would happen to me, and I'm surprised that it did, I'm ok with it.

Now I hear, that next step is for me to get a "equipment removal" surgery. I'm thinking, well, I'm not really using it anyway, It just hangs there, I don't really see a good reason to remove it. But I go to see a nurse and she writes doctor's schedule on a blackboard. Next few days he is teaching, and in his office, and then he is on duty in the hospital. I'm surprised she told me maybe only one week's worth of schedule, because it seems too fast to me to decide and have the surgery.

Next all 3 of us are in the bathroom. One is doing her nails, another one is asking me to hand her something, and I'm like "whoa, this girly stuff is so not me". It's so new to me. I can't say I'm enjoying it, but I'm excited to see where it takes me. And perhaps I'm willing to make some changes to accomodate my new life.

In the recent past, I have had maybe 5 dreams about getting married. They were all "wth, how did I agree to this bs"? This was the first one, when I was ok, or even happy about it. But still, enough of these marriage dreams. I get the point. Now give me some weapon, ammo, and let me lead insurgents, or be chased by police.

At the very top of an apartment building there is a duplex, with a rooftop lawn we share. I live in one, Michael Keaton lives in the other.

In the middle of the night, he is always up late working on things. Researching something. I catch glimpes of him in a chair or at a desk from the lawn. We do not speak. We make no contact of any kind. His office is filled with pitchers of his family but he lives alone.

One night there is a knock at the door, I open it to find a bunch of young punk looking kids dressed in all black. They want me out of the apartment. I told them no, they laughed. They looked like teenagers who would play vampire the masquarade. Because they are all actually vampires. (dream sign!!)

They set up shop in my place to keep an eye on Michael Keaton. Their leader seems obsessed with him, and knowing what he's researching. The others don't care about that. There is a power struggle going on in the group.

One evening, Michael Keaton travels for the night, and the vampire leader is able to sneak over into his home and snoop around. He finds two very interesting hidden rooms full of treasure and collections of books. All of it seems very important and cool. When he goes back to my apartment the others demand they kill the vampire hunter on the spot (I assume Michael Keaton.)

The leader tells them no, he is important. He's working on uncovering the King vampire. The other teenagers rebel and kill their leader and then kill Michael Keaton when he returns home. It's a nasty blood bath.

I read in the paper that there is an estate sale in the other half of my old duplex and I go to see what I had been missing since being forcably removed from my home.

His apartment was a shine to his family that had been murdered by the undead. For some reason a bunch of little shop keepers had set up in the secret rooms and were selling everything like it was a flee market. It made me very sad. All of the really cool books and treasure were gone. Sold to someone who wouldn't understand the importance of it. As I'm deciding if I should buy something or not, I over hear a conversation between merchants. One of them said "you know they didn't find a body."

- queue music -

Wednesday, 9/4/13

Last night, bed at11:30

DR 12:58
someone posting as alt

DR 8:50am
I'm in a wide, square shaped highrise building. It's bright inside. The center of the building has an open area, and opened corridors are on the sides around it. There is also an elevator on the side.

I'm and FBI agent, complete with the dark blue windbraker with big yellow letters on the back. Me and 3 other agents are chasing and apprehending a serial killer. We know he is dangerous and I can feel the tension in the air. We have him handcuffed but the elevator and as the door openes, we debate how to safely put him in and transport him, when he somehow gets away.

Now I'm in the opposite hallway, 1-2 stories below where I was before. I'm talking to 2 girls. I feel like one of them is importants. A 7 year old, cute girl, with freckles around her nose, is fidgeting and dancing around and making faces while we speak. I feel like I have to protect her from that killer, because in the future, she will be crucial for something good. I also feel that I'm no longer in same time as I was before.

I smile at her while we speak, and she is happy and I'm also happy. I know I can't tell her why I'm there. We also say some names and I repeat that to remember it.

In (elementary school) class, I’m sitting at a desk at the front of the room. We’re assigned a project where we have to make a music video based on a topic the teacher gives. I write down ideas on a slip of paper, but see that Nikki (5th? grade classmate), sitting to my right, keeps glancing at it. I ponder songs I could use for it - it needs to be perfect.

The paper is sitting in the top right corner and Nikki has it. I get really upset, because Nikki stole my idea. I leave the room in tears?

I wade my way through the crowd in a mall. Miss S., the teacher (from 3rd grade), is trying to find me?

-Sitting at a table with her and her friends, they’re younger.

I’m outside on my Asian friend’s porch (in the dream only). There are two pianos standing together. I move the front (wood?) one forward and say something about how I miss it (playing), and press the keys of the big, but thin, black piano. My friend starts pressing them too and we just play it for a bit, no particular song. The notes are a bit quiet but it sounds nice.

-Something about rice.

-Going to stay the night again(?) if it’s okay with her family.

-Impressions of other dreams.

Inspiration: The topic for the project was something to do with the book I’m reading (The Book of Earth/Dragon Quartet #1) but I can’t quite remember what. I was getting really worked up reading it last night because it has so much injustice and sexism in that world. :/

This dream is incredibly long so I'm only going to type up the lucid part.

I was walking through a dark field with black dirt and dark grey brown twisted trees with occasional rundown stone buildings when I realized I was dreaming and went lucid. I suddenly decided that instead of doing anything with super powers, I wanted to...well... So using lucid means I made a guy appear from around a building and using even more lucid control, managed to get his and my pants off, because apparently this guy didn't want to do anything, but I only managed to get a few minuets of doggy style action before I woke up. I did not give up. I went back to sleep, trying as hard as I could to go in lucid, and It worked. I was in a dark run down building this time when I called the guy lucidly and repeated the same steps and got the same results. I woke up again at the same spot. I realized I must have been trying too hard and would try something different. I managed to go back to sleep a third time, this time I didn't really pay too much attention to my surroundings, but I think I was in the woods. I went into the dream lucid again and called up the guy a third time lucidly. This time I took things slower, using half lucid influence and the other half letting him do what he wanted. We only got to our cloths getting taken off, and before anything happened he said he wasn't in the mood and walked away. I probably gave him too much independence and not enough lucid control. I gave up and went along with where this dream wanted to take me.

This dream was very interesting. I won't go into details but the gist of it is my dream character was trying to find a husband and had to choose between four different guys. In the end, she ends up with no one and my dream does a 30 or so years later bit about how she sees the guys again and finds out how happy they are with their spouse and kids, and she is sad that she never found anyone for herself. Then she sees that one of the guys in on his death bed and visits him before I wake up to my alarm. Anyway, I can't believe I was able to go lucid in so many dreams in the same night progress.

non lucid
*I am in barnes and nobles checking out said novel about a kids spiritual quest. I thought I don't really read novels to often but why not. Then I notice other one talking about 5 kinds of out of body experiences. The book also had like 5 authors. I remember reading some advice from there but I forgot now.

I dreamed of my father. This is one of those dreams where you know - positively know - that there was a lot to it, but can only remember one stupid little detail. I remember dreaming of my dad. He was with me and my mom, and he was tired. We were at the top of a set of stairs, and he lay down right there, on the landing at the top, and went to sleep.

I think I dreamed of him because I wish I could talk to him. Whenever I was in trouble, or if I needed advice on something, dad was always the one I turned to. Lately, things at work have been tough, and his advice would have been of great use and a great comfort to me.

My partner pointed something else out to me. He said that perhaps I dreamed about him sleeping at the top of the stairs because, for the last few years of his life, he didn't sleep upstairs in his bed. He wasn't very well; he couldn't breathe very easily, and going upstairs made him too breathless and lying down was worse. So he slept downstairs in his chair, or at the kitchen table.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Had some problem of not being able to fall asleep, so only 2 short dreams...

Dream 1:

I was watching some kind of scene, some dude was infiltrating some dark room place. He was trying to hack some terminal but some humanoid robot attacked him while saying something in rhyme. Dude punched him away and then hacked terminal, then through the terminal he reprogrammed robot to run into the wall, which he did and made a hole big enough to get out. Last i see is detached robot's head on the ground saying "Master, i failed".

Dream 2:

I was watching anime where some heroes were getting chased by a robot from previous dream in a car, he was shouting-rhyming something, then he got a radio and was contacting somebody else through it. I wondered for a second that i have seen this robot somewhere before, then remembered previous dream, but thought that it was not dream but a 'different episode of this anime'. Then there was a battle and heroes used some kind of magic that was restoring stuff.

I slept on the bus (I was there for 14 hours!), but there was a really stupid guy playing on his phone half the trip (with the sound on, because who cares if others are trying to sleep, right?) and by the time he fell asleep, I was too stressed out to get some good sleep.

Still, something interesting happened. I ended up falling asleep in the morning (around 7am) with my headphones on. The interesting part will be in red, and here's the whole dream...

I was walking and there was this huge place. Big enough to be a farm, but it wasn't totally open, some parts were undergroung, like a bunker. For some reason, I kept walking, I don't know if I was going somewhere, if I was lost or if I was looking for something/someone.

Then I ran into a girl I went to school with. She told me that the place belonged to her and she had planned this huge party, but nobody had showed up. I hadn't been invited, but since she was crying, I decided to let it go and point out that I was there for the party!

That cheered her up a bit and she ended snuggling to me. Which was weird cause we were never close friends. But she WAS crying, so again, I just let it go. I remember patting her back, and it was super awkward.

I heard voices and turned around. Some people had arrived to the party. I jumped to my feet, pointed at them and shouted "LOOK IT'S PEOPLE" and stayed the hell away from the girl... we REALLY were not close at all, ever.

Some of the people there were from The Glee Project 2 and they randomly started singing "Eye Of The Tiger", with Aylin glaring at me during her lines. I knew she was just acting, though, so it was fun. I also joined in and sang Michael's lines, making fun of his singing. Abraham quietly told me that I should be careful, because Michael could get offended.

I heard someone mentioning that a guy from my old school had brought his sister, and I've always had this huge crush on her, so I ran there and hugged her, kinda tackled her, really.

I woke up. I could vividly remember the song and went back a song on my iPod. It WAS The Glee Project's "Eye Of The Tiger"!

I also had a dream about being on a river and canoeing. Can't remember more than that, though...

I hit sleep paralysis for the first time, ever. Wow what a trip that was, it was awesome.. I was hearing noises, tingly sensation and the visual was there a bit. I had my eyes open at one point and thought I should better close them (trying to DEILD)

My favorite part had to be the sensation of my head swaying side to side lol, now that was cool.
I broke sleep paralysis by swallowing unfortunately.. and didn't really need to swallow, I just wanted to see if I could. I kind of struggled to swallow as well.

Dream - The Workshop

It was daytime, and I was near an old friends house (Tash S). I was trying to walk, but it felt as if I was fighting around gravity to move forward. I was pretty much stationary, and tried different walking techniques to break through the barrier which was holding me back. I tried walking backwards, nothing happend, tried arching forward and walking, nothing.

I was now with my Dad and he was trying to fix a bike. It looked as if we were in an old shed/workshop. He was using tools to fix the handle bars, but was fumbling around when trying, as if he was just a full unco. He was dropping parts on the ground, like washes and bolts etc. Dad grabbed something to prop the bike up. I looked around and saw a lot of timber blocks lying around on the shelf's. I mentioned about the timber to prop the bike up, but he was too stubborn. He gave up and just held the bike up with his hand and started cutting into it with a saw.

9/5/2013, 10:00-6:00

Drank water before and after waking up. Didn't wake up at all in the night, except at 5:18, and stayed up till 5:21. Didn't go to sleep after that, though. I had a few dreams, and a few dream fragments:

Dream 1:

I remember being with a girl from school. T was her name. We were talking and hanging out at school. She had to go, and she kissed me on the cheek. She then kissed me on the lips. It felt amazing; I felt her lips on mine, and "sparks" almost flew! I then either walked or teleported home. I then started picturing having sex with her (lulz). I then thought about her fat, and that I didn't really like fat girls. In real life, she's not even really chubby. Anyway that's the dream.

Dream 2:

I was running around my town. I kept thinking in my mind that I had to find a nuke somewhere, and that if I didn't find it in time, the world would blow up. I think there was a countdown, too. I don't remember anything about the countdown, but I kept having this "countdown" feeling.

Dream 3:

There was a villain in a place. I felt like this dream had to do with Star Wars, in the time of the Old Republic. The guy was part of the Sith, and wore a strange costume, kind of like a Mandalorian outfit, or Boba Fett's armor. Anyway, he was sitting in a throne, listening to one of his commanders. The commander was telling him about something. The Sith guy kept saying no about it. The commander then told the villain he should be more open-minded. The Sith guy said, "maybe I should." That's all I remember.

Dream 4:

Something about a boardwalk next to an ocean. Not even sure if this was a dream. I "remembered" it after I got up.

I also remember the songs "Holiday" by Green Day and "Bang a Gong" by T.Rex.

I was walking by myself in a shopping center. I was feeling really awkward and shy towards everyone. I had feeling that I may have been dreaming. I saw a mirror as I was walking, and thought of looking at myself to see if I looked normal. I kept walking and forgot about the mirror.

I was now in a public toilet. I decided to do a RC (Fingers looked weird), and I knew I was dreaming, but wasn't lucid, only semi-aware because I thought I should have a piss before I start controlling the dream. I continued on to go to the toilet, losing any sort of lucidity in the process . I was pissing next to two guys. I started to piss on myself, as I was fumbling around with my dick. When I finished I went over to dry my hands, on the automatic hand dryer. The two guys were lined up using the dryer, so I stayed back and waited. I think I may have been next to use it, but let the other guy go in front of me. He said no no, you go first, you're a nice guy.

Dream ended.