non-lucid

Four dreams that I can remember. First one, I was living in a zombie world (probably because of my The Walking Dead marathon). However, the zombies weren't... dangerous. They were just there, walking and being dead. We had to walk around them because they were always on the way and it was a pain, but looking back... it was quite funny. Kinda like a bad traffic jam, but with zombies instead of cars.

Second dream, I was talking to some people from Glee Forum about Glee. Except that we were talking in real life, not online. There were some guys talking about Mark Salling, but then they turned to me and asked me how Lea was doing. I said she was getting better, and then she was there too, but not close to us. We saw her and started talking about how we wish her the best.

Third dream, I was driving. I don't think I had a destiny, I was just driving on this empty road. I also remember that I had fixed the car, in a garage.

Fourth dream, I was talking to a girl from high school. She had just graduated and she was happy, so we were celebrating, having a few drinks. It was fun.

That's it. I remembered a lot more when I woke up, but I didn't have enough time to write my dreams.

Dream 1(fragments):

I am doing some stuff at home and then i decide to look at hands they were weird so i am dreaming, i go to balcony, rub hands. Then i take off and feel wings, as i fly i notice that background is like static texture, then dream fades out.

Dream 2:

There was story about space station and some spaceship docking there. The crew of the ship were secretly pirates and were trying to capture the station, also they were not humans but rather light-blue muscular humanoids in armor. There was some kid-engineer that was defending the station and he started talk with one of pirates and managed to talk them into going away. Then i was looking at some kind of ship log and there were some of nicknames that i used on internet logged. Then back to story, the ship flied out of hanger and there was some battle going on.
Then everything everything faded to some other place, in the skies, a dragon was flying away.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was playing some FPS game and the level was located in some ancient tomb place, i was discussing something with other player and we were talking about some science book.
Then i wake up and i realize that apparently i accidentally bit somebody and some stuff around while sleeping and there was some talk about that.

I was in Russia( I think). Some homeless guy is going around looking for a job. I give him 10 bus tickets to sell. I was returning home and I bought 3-4 from him.
One piece- raided some bandits' cave. There is a frog/lizard there. He was living in some dirty air for last 10 years. We free him and he joins us. Then we take down a bendit's camp. I used a gatling gun.
I had one more written down buy my phone messed up so I lost it.

Something weird happened today. After I wrote everything down, few of my old dreams (that I didn't even remember) came back to me. I didn't know they existed until I did Here are two of them. I had a third, but again,. phone messed up.
In london, going on the tube. Switching around on many trains, something about tickets and a totalitarian government.
In India, at a train station. I went into the yard and hopped on an engine (remembering more details as I am writing this. The engine comes around and then I sit inside. I came into the station through a very busy ally sort of thing. The times were written on saucers.

AS I WAS WRITING THIS, I REMEMBERED ANOTHER ONE.
Going to Bavla, in a train. We needed to change trains at some station, but the train didn't stop, so we had to get off the running train. I went ahead and scouted for another one, but didn't get it. Then, we had to wait outside. We went through the barrier and waited at this tea stall/house thing outside

REMEMBERED ANOTHER ONE WTF IS GOING ON OMG
Out camping or something in Bavla. It was a marshy area. I can't go over a bridge for some reason. There are few outpost sort of things. I can't go past them. So I move around for a bit.

NOTE: I want to clarify that I didn't remember these dreams until now. Maybe I remember all the train stuff because it is the same subject? THIS MAKES ME WONDER ABOUT THE WHOLE NOTION OF NOT BEING ABLE TO REMEMBER YOUR DREAMS ONCE YOU FORGET ABOUT THEM.

Fragment: I was just riding a motorcycle, trying to get faster but I was too afraid.

Fragment 1: I seemed to be reviewing a bit of Downton Abbey TV series in my sleep, specifically the bit about how the assistant cook is jealous of the new kitchen maid because of the romantic interest of the footman.

Fragment 2: this dream was third person kind of like watching TV too. There was a war veteran who used to be into college basketball, and now he wanted to go back to college to play more ball, and would he be any good again?

I was at some kind of shop. It reminded me of a arts and craft shop. I was with my brother and Eddy-I.

It was dark, and I spotted the machine I used to work on, which in RL, this is untrue.

My brother picked up something and yelled out some orders, to make 4 or so keys. He was joking around, but was taken serious by the workers there, and had placed the order of the keys. A manager came up to my brother and told him to fill out details for the keys.
We were all surprised by what was happening, that a joke was taken serious.

The shop was very compact, as there wasn't much room to get by other people who were in the shop.

I was waiting near a rack of items, when I felt someone grab me by my love handles, and pulled me from side to side. I turned to see who was it was, and noticed that it was a chick, which was decent looking. She smiled at me, and I returned the smile. I mentioned about grabbing my love handles in a laughing manner, and I grabbed her hips to do the same as she did to me. I could feel the skin as I grabbed it.
I could feel a mutual attraction between us.

I walked passed a mirror and had a quick look at myself. I thought I looked pretty good (except my hair was different, my fringe was kind of pushed over my brow, and my hair looked a bit longer)

(Things that I remembered briefly)
Jamie S house.
Germain (he had no sense of humor, I must have played a little joke on him)

I think I was at a friends house? (Josh A).

I was sitting out in a backyard, under a veranda. The veranda, looked like my old house in blackland.

Jumped scene.

I was now playing basketball at the local basketball stadium. I was warming up on court 5 with a few mates (Drew, Loki S, Stubs and Nick E).

I could see 2 basketballs on the court, a orange one which was getting used, and a black basketball, that was left in the center of the court.

The team we were about to verse, had arrived for warm up.

I noticed a guy that I knew of from high school (Dylan Mc). He was the controller of the scoreboard etc.

Someone on my team had asked me ''Are you a good basketball player'', I replied ''Not really'', even know I knew I was a decent player.

The game was about to start. We had 8 players on our team I think, because there was 3 to be placed on the bench. I asked who want to start in the game. I decided to start myself on the bench.

Drew and Nick, were on the bench for me. Someone (nick?) on the bench told me that Stubs was not going out tonight to a nightclub called Blitz, I said ''he didn't go last week either, he needs to make an effort''. Nick had replied saying ''we shouldn't assume, and that he may have had a good reason.'' I agreed.

We were getting our asses handed too us, I had noticed the score for our team was in the minus 40's. I subbed myself in and brought a lot of energy and speed to the team.

I was giving 100%, getting turn overs and at one point in the game I had jumped for the ball and while still in the air, threw the ball down our end of the court to give us a good counter attack. Our team were lazy, they were giving off an impression of disappointment, because of the ball not going exactly in their direction, which could have easily been picked up if they had put a small effort into it.
I was running very quickly up and down the court, and at one stage I was sliding into the wall and bouncing off of it, back into play.

The other team had an older man playing, he was a decent player. He had scored a 3 pointer not far from me, and I gave him credit for it and tapped his side as he ran passed me, and I said ''Nice shot'', he replied ''Thanks''.

It must have been the end of a quarter, and we were working out who should be subbed on and off. I mentioned that had been off already, but no one really cared, they all wanted to play. I think I decided to sub myself off again.

I went to some sort of festival or marketplace with my parents, but they took their own car and I followed behind them in mine. We traveled down a winding road with lots of flowers and pristine sidewalks and fences, it was very upscale looking. At the end of the road there was a gate set up that was similar to the gates you have to pass to get on army bases, where they wouldn't let us pass until we each bought tickets to the festival/marketplace thing. After we got them, they let us through into a huge parking lot that was packed with probably tens of thousands of cars, and the lot was divided into lots of smaller parking lots placed all around the area of the gate, I think each was numbered so you could remember where you parked. My parents and I parked in separate lots and went into the festival, but I don't remember the actual festival except that it was inside a giant warehouse and had dimly lit blue hallways with vendors selling things like stuffed animals. When we came out I couldn't remember where I parked, but I saw a red car that looked sorta like my Celtius. I walked up to it and realized it wasn't my car at all, and a couple walked up and asked why I was staring at their car, so I felt really embarrassed. Then I noticed a bike rack sticking out of a space further up and assumed it was my car instead, so I smiled and told them I was just walking past to my car up there, but as I got closer I saw it was just a big black SUV that happened to have a bike rack and wasn't my car either! So embarrassing, because I knew the couple was still staring at me as I walked around confused... Instead of continuing to search the whole lot, I asked my parents for help, and I hopped in their car and we drove around the the different lots looking for my car. (I remember playing the song 'To The Hilt' by Die Krupps on their radio and they were all "Ughhh your music sucks." Whatever homes, my music rules.) We drove through the gate to check the outer lots, but when we tried to get back through the gates the guard demanded we buy tickets again. I explained my situation and luckily he let us in and even helped us look, so we all split up to search the whole lot. As I was looking I heard a loud whirring noise, kind of like really low pitched binaural beats, and looked up to see weird undulating black things flying around in the sky that kind of resembled big cargo copters but were super disturbing in the way they wiggled while they moved. I was terrified thinking they were UFOs with grey aliens in them, but kept looking for my car instead of running away. The copters started attacking and a giant face came down from the sky and started killing random people it set its sights on. It looked kinda like the Face of Boe but bigger and completely white and see-through like a ghost. Then it set its sights on me and I was so scared and hid behind a car. When I peeked around the side of the car I saw it floating there on the other side looking for me, so I kept going around the car trying to avoid its gaze as it also went around the car trying to find me. Suddenly it came down on me from on top of the car and I screamed, then I woke up right before it jumped me.

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Dream was pretty long, at least 1 or 2 days long, but i only barely recall most of it sadly. Also slept a bit too much over my schedule.

I was going through various places that resembled some places from the past, including home, streets, some forest i've been in and school, there were various things happening, i was talking to various people, doing stuff. Then i went to sleep.
And then i was in different place, some town in the desert, was going around and checking around stuff for a while and talking to a few people at points, then there was some building i was trying to enter, but it was closed until someone opened it, then i entered and there was another gate inside, which was moving like simulation of zdoom polyobject without use of polyobject, to which i immediately compared it to and said 'Well done' to person who just finished making it.
Then there was some area with railroads and trains, i was walking around with somebody and i was trying to find something, but also i was really sleepy. We climbed some rocks and now were above railroads, there was one big, rather unstable, rock, which i accidentally moved due to sleepyness, and as another train was passing by, rock fell and crushed it, whoops. We went to the car and the person that was with me for some reason decided to remove fingerprints from some dead person's fingers using a knife. Then we randomly were in some other building and were semi-stealthing to the exit.
Then i woke up and there was apparently someone's birthday or something. And then i woke up again.

This is easily one of the funniest dream's I can ever remember having

Sunday, August 18 time: unknown (between 3:30 and 5:00 am)

Another dream gragment, but rather funny. Wish I remembered the whole thing

I'm at home, or supposed to be anyway, but the layout of the house is off. Anyway, I have to take a leak really, REALLY bad. My eyeballs are floating, I have to go so bad. Thing is, the toilet is in the living room, beside the couch. My first thought, of course, is wth?? My second thought is that I have to go so I don't care! For some reason I decide to let the toilet issue go without so much as an RC (gaaah!!!), unzip, and start letting loose. Dad happens to be sitting on the couch, and apparently thinks this toilet setup is normal too. Well, in my haste to relieve myself, I slightly miss, hitting the edge of the toilet-bowl, and end up slashing my dad's arm. He jumps up in shock, looks at me, and asks "what the hell are you doing? You just pissed on me, can't you effing (the not so nice version of this word) aim right??" I remember that I said something about my "wide stream" because I had to go so badly, and I also said something like that wouldn't have happened if he hadn't put the toilet right next to the couch in the first place. All the while, I'm still letting loose in the toilet, and I end up waking up with a very full bladder! Luckily, I did not end up whizzing the bed, but I DID almost pee myself laughing at this dream


Sunday Aug 18, 9:30 AM

Some sort of fringe-esque dream; that's all I remember of this one. I think I was talking to Walter Bishop about something but I don't remember what

~SilverWolf~

I hate these near misses. Darnit.


Saturday, August 17, 4:30 am

I only remember glimpses of my dream. Me, in some kind of space-like environment or possibly a water environment (I say this because I have the feeling that I'm floating, but everything is black. Perhaps I'm even in between dreams, as I *had* attempted to WILD before going to sleep). I tell myself that I ought to do a Reality Check, but for some reason I convince myself it can wait until later. Something, I'm not sure what (the serene feeling of floating, perhaps?) has my attention at the moment. I intend to do a Reality Check in just a minute or two. I repeat this process three or four times, and EVERY SINGLE TIME I manage to talk myself into waiting a bit longer. I never did end up doing a reality check at all. Just how deranged can the sleeping mind possibly be??

~SilverWolf~

I'm playing the role of Dean, and I'm tired of listening to the way the demon wearing our father's face is talking about Sammy. The Fallen, the man in the white suit - that's really the way you things see him, isn't it. That's not him. That was never him.

Different time, same character, similar rant about morality and our role in the world. Except this time I seem to have worked myself around to the opposite point, that by trying to destroy monsters we've become monstrous ourselves, and I'm tired and bitter and when I'm done talking Cas says with this look of revelation, "damn, we are evil!" He's laughing, and I agree. "Yeah, Cas. You too." And I shoot him. That's been a long time coming. The guy we'd been hunting down escaped during this, but he's arrested by the cops outside. Julia's tied to the chair where he left her, and I look at her and wonder if we can still separate her from the evil thing possessing her - I think of it as a part of her.

Earlier dreams and fragments: attempting to get to a Halloween event and running into one problem after another, with a few IRL people and places appearing; and a protest or strike at a memorial service.

For real life references-I started my new school last September, it's a sixth form college.

It appears to be a new term at my school, due to begin in real life in September, and I walk into my old English classroom. However it looks different, the tables have been moved around, some of the windows appear to be missing, but it's still definitely my old classroom. My old English teacher is there as well, despite the fact that he retired in July, welcoming everyone back.

I walk around with a girl from my old school, who doesn't go to the school I currently go to, looking for a seat. She finds one in the middle of a desk and I sit down one down from her. In between us is some guy I've never seen him before, and don't recognise him from real life, but for some reason in the dream I know exactly what sort of person he is-quiet in a pretend cool way, a bit elitist, but friendly and personable, even if he doesn't laugh that much.

I look forward at my teacher and ask, 'I thought you were going?'

He replies, 'I am. I'm just here for the next three days why'll they find a replacement.'

I find this odd as the school has had all summer to find a replacement, but shrug it off. My teacher begins talking but I don't really hear it properly and turn to the guy next to me and complain about something in a comical way, though I don't remember what it is. He laughs a little and nods his head. We appear to be about to begin work when suddenly the whole class collectively feels and knows something is wrong, even though we don't know specifically what it is.

My teacher tells us to go quickly and we all stand up, as if it was a fire bell. Suddenly I find myself, along with the rest of my class, down on some sort of post-apocalytic wasteland. Grey, cloudy sky, black earth and no houses, infrastructure or anything to be seen. My class appears to have formed some sort of group helping each other to survive with all of my classmates and teacher sitting around in a circle chatting and laughing.

For some reason I and around five or six other people are told to go look for something, presumably food, and we find ourselves approaching a worn down house, almost like a cinder block bar a set of steps leading halfway up the house to a wooden door. A man stands on the steps with a gun. Down below beside the house a few other men stand around with weapons of some kind as well. For some reason we seem to know they've stolen food, particularly grain, from this abandoned house. It feels like we're about to attempt to fight them when I suddenly wake up.

Recurring Themes and Motifs from last dream: Guns, terrorists or groups of men with weapons, abandoned or worn down buildings,

This is my renewed attempt at a dream diary as part of a wider attempt to try lucid dreaming. During my last dream journal stage, around two years ago, I kept a detailed paper diary but became lax due to the time it took to write out all my dreams. I believe using an online one will really help me to keep up and hopefully recall my dreams better. I also hope to understand my dreams better with the help of this community.

Dream Date: Friday 16th August/Saturday the 17th

I find myself walking along a busy crowded street of a sort of stereotypical English market town. I feel relaxed and appear to be marching in some sort of parade. Suddenly I look ahead and see a group of men and women wearing wooly jumpers, some of whom are wearing masks, (in the style of IRA terrorists). One of the men takes out a gun and fires it somewhere, out of my line of vision.

People begin screaming and I reach inside my own everyday jacket pocket and take out a pistol slowly. It appears that the Prime Minister, a President or someone of high importance has been shot, although I don't see anyone who has been shot or is bleeding, and I was some sort of guard. I look around observing the chaos as people run around screaming. The group of men and women, who I assume are terrorists, have disappeared.

Suddenly I find myself walking along a gravel path. To my left a large, magnificent cathedral, to my right a small wooden hut. Beside me is some sort of tour guide pointing out things on the cathedral. He says to me, 'It's either there,' pointing to the cathedral, 'Or he burns and rots in hell,' pointing to the wooden hut.

My dream once again jumps. This time I am in a tall building in a large city overlooking a slightly run down structure of a building below. I jump, but suddenly find myself in the run down structure of the other building-as if I had jumped into it but blacked out the jump itself. The structure is crumbling and dusty, but there a few rows of computers and people working on them. I turn around to see a woman in a suit, probably a businesswoman, before I wake up.