non-lucid

Tried to WILD while taking a nap. It didn't work, so I rolled over turning it into a MILD attempt. I didn't get lucid, but (perhaps most importantly at this stage of my LDing journey), I actually remembered my dream. The oddest part? The dream is very similar to last nights dream--possibly the same one, given how little of last night's dream I remember!


August 14, 6:00 pm

I'm outside, working in the yard with dad, mom, and someone else that I don't know and who never even interacted with me. In fact, where my mother and father very clear, he was fuzzy and I never really saw his face with any clarity.

I can remember something sparks a shouting match between me and my dad, just like in last nights dream. However, I either can't remember what we were arguing about, or I never really knew in the dream. I'm not entirely sure which is the case. I don't even really know what the full conversation was about, just a few things we said to eachother.

I remember dad saying something that REALLY ticked me off, got me furious. I flung the tool I was using (it was either a shovel or a rake, I never saw the end of it), watching it bounce into the air after tossing it, and slamming down again (oddly, just like a real shovel or rake would. Nice physics, subconscious!), and I screamed "See?! I'm sick of this effing bull***! I'm leaving!" Dad proceeds to ask me just what I'm going to do, where I'm going to go; I have no job, and no way to make money (I'm still going to college, so not much of a career there, is it?). I tell him that I don't care, I'll find something. I'm NOT staying here.
I grab my bicycle and start to pedal down the driveway. I take a left right, and that is when dad starts to throw rocks at me! They start out as just chunks of the gravel in our driveway, but gradually increase in size until they are getting quite dangerous. I'm not scared though, I'm too ticked off. I get to the hill--the same one that is really there when you take a right IRL, except the hill is a LOT taller. Dad is still throwing rocks at me--dangerously large ones I might add--, and I start to shield my head with my forearms as I pedal forward, trying to get up this long hill. I remember thinking that if I could just get over that hill, everything would feel better, dad would stop throwing the rocks, and I'd get away. Then, the alarm wakes me up


What is interesting, is unlike most other dreams I have written here, and others I can remember from the past, this dream actually took place at my real, current home. Everything even looked the same, down to the powerline in our driveway. I also wonder who that other person was, the one I could never really see clearly....HMMMM. Methinks my subconscious is trying to tell me something with this one.

~SilverWolf~

I'm in the water, it looks like the ocean and the water is so dark, it's like I just fell in from a ship wreck or something, I'm not the only one down here. There is someone way below me sinking and not even trying to swim, and then there are a few people above me trying to swim to the surface. I' trying hard to get to the surface as well but I can't swim well, I keep looking below me and I see this huge ship that is wrecked down there but I can't see its entirety because it goes to deep and gets dark. I see that person fall into a hole in the ship and fade into the darkness, and as I'm staring I see something emerging from the depths, it's a huge fucking massive Megalodon, and I wig out and frantically thrash my body trying to get away, but the shark grabs hold of my entire left arm, and as this happens I am watching it happen to me from above and I watch the shark violently shake its head like a dog does when it has a toy, and then it takes me down into the big hole in the ship wreck. Then my perspective finally gets to the surface, and I see the other people floating and panicking and some of them are mourning me and that other person. It's horrifying here on the surface just as well as below. Up here the water is so black and I can't see anything below me, then suddenly my body comes to the surface thrashing and my perspective goes back into my body. I'm secretive about the fact that The shark ripped my left arm off, I put the arm into my wet suits sleeve so I could hopefully get out of here and have reattached or something. The we are trying to climb up these rocks, we keep seeing shark fins emerge from the water and speed towards us and the mouth with encompass us but the rock stop them so they release and swim off. This happens about ten times until I see the selective exit, it's like a game show, we have to swim in the water to the tarp tunnel that goes vertically into the air so we can hopefully climb out before a shark gets us. The show host hates me, but he thinks I'm already dead from what happened to me earlier. I decide I need to swim NOW, so I jump in and it fells so horrible, it feels like the sharks are right under me, like I will die any moment, then I swim under water a little bit to enter the tarp, there's this elastic netting rope, I get the trick right away, you have to pull then you fly up a bit, then grab higher up while airborne then repeat until at the top and I can get a good grasp of the walls, then I climb up and through a sliver of a hole, and the host greats me at the entrance and he's sitting on a chair to rude to get up, then he realizes it's me when I unzip the hood of the wet suit off me and I ran through the building to get to a hospital, as I can hear the man ordering people after me.

So I'm doing the wake up every 90 minutes thing to catch myself dreaming, so I can write down dreams in this dream journal, and therefore I can improve recall. Except THIS time, when I woke up, my tired mind tricked me into believing it could remember what it was dreaming WITHOUT writing the dang dream down. So, when the alarm went off, what did I do? I moronically believed my tired brain in my hazy state, and rolled right over, going to sleep.

So, here's what little I remember, thanks to my rebellious little brain telling me I could rely on it for it's superb (riiiight) memory.

August 14, 2013 3:00 am

All I remember is that I was in a deeply wooded forest. It was pretty dark in there too. Was it a scary forest? A happy forest? A forest with little polar bears sipping root beers while balancing on rubber balls? I wouldn't know because I stupidly did not write down my dream! when I woke up. So anyone reading this, don't repeat my mistake


8:00 am

Got in an argument with dad about something. It felt really important to me inthe dream, but I cannot remember just why we were arguing. I do remember he'd said something realllllly offensive to me, but I just don't remember what it wass; only that it made me very, very upset. Hmmmmmmmmm.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game about dragons.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was doing dream guide things on dreamviews, but it was more of an actual place, it looked like some kind of an office and there were some papers i had to go through apparently. Then there was different section of it that looked like some kind of lab. Then i was discussing something about dreamviews with somebody and the things to do.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was in some video game, and in it some events were happening near school from my past, there were some battles and i was closing to the end of the game. I could control some combat vehicle remotely and also had some other abilities, then later there was also an automated fuel storage vehicle that could fuel the vehicle i controlled. I had to talk to a few characters including some old lady and then went to pre-final mission, which switched to completely different game style of tactical turn based RPG where i controlled a group of characters fighting a group of elite enemy characters, some characters on both sides were wearing black colored armor. At the end of the fight, massive amount of weak enemies spawned, which looked some kind of humanoid mutants and overran the place and i used powerful spell or ability that set the place ablaze and covered our retreat.
Then i was back near the school and i was going to check some stuff and prepare for a fight with final boss, which was some kind of huge mecha thing.

I was trying to lucid dream, but for some reason I couldn't quite relax enough that night. I went to sleep and had this weird dream instead.

The first thing I remember is being in an old house with yellow bricks. It had lots of old junk inside the place. I was in the house with my younger cousin and we found a sign that read 'Possessed objects' So, I guess all the objects were in some way evil. So we wanted to burn the house down to kill all the objects.

On a shelf we found two plastic looking dragon's. One was red and one was blue. Apparently we needed both of them to start a fire, so we took the dragons and set the house on fire. (They were kinda like hoses that spat fire XD)

But as we were setting the house on fire, I noticed that my other cousin was in the house! I ran inside and quickly grabbed her. Then we continued to light the house on fire. But for some strange reason the fire faded away. We went back inside the house and found the same dragons again ( don't know we lost them) I noticed that the blue dragon had blood around it's neck.

Then we burnt the house AGAIN and my cousin turned to me and said " I promise US will be good"

And then I woke up thinking ' what? that doesn't even make any sense. I promise US?'

Holy Crap! Realistic zombie dream! Did a lot of things that were exactly the right decision. Watching myself slowly die is always weird though. I shall give you the 4 part dreams as one story after connecting it together. The Purple is the latest in chronology, the blue is the past. It is hard to split this dream up, because I had the previous dreams prior to this one, but during this one, I thought about the prior dreams.

I wake up in my bed. It is really cold, but I wait. I am really hungry, but I wait. The noises outside have stopped, but I wait.

It all started when me and Laura had rushed home after hearing that there was a zombie attack ongoing and that everyone would have to fend for themselves. We boarded up the windows and stayed there as long as we could. In the day times I could hear the neighbors making their movements and trying to get away from Zombies, hoping that they would have the advantage of the light. Lots of them got met right outside of their door and eaten. At night time the zombies would look for ways into the house through windows, biting people when they slept. A couple of neighbors wanted lodgings since we had boarded up our windows. I let them stay in the living room cautiously. That was the night that the zombies found enough reason to break in. I realized that they were attracted to noise. They could break into our house easily, but would not do so unless they knew that there was someone there. The people got bit and I woke up with a zombie right next to me. I fought it in hand to hand combat trying not to get grabbed, and not to get bit. My wife tossed me the gun and I blew its brains out, along with the two in the hallway.
"To my parents house" I yell at Laura. The door to the apartment isn't open, and I can hear zombies outside. I have Laura get the shotgun and I have my Glock. I open the door silently. There is a zombie 15 feet away from me with its back to me. I motion to Laura and we head the other way. The zombies are less dense than they normally are, but it is morning time. They don't really sleep in the mornings, but they seem slower. Probably the only reason I stayed alive.

Awake. My arm is injured, but I wait. silence is more important than my well being. I could die from a wound, but I would die if I made too much noise.

We make the 20 minute drive to my parents house. Not that many cars on the road, since the zombie attack happened so quickly, 2/3 of Kansas had died in the first day, we had heard when the radio towers and internet were still up. We made it to my parents house, and it seemed like they had a lookout, because they opened the garage door as we pulled near their second garage. They shut the garage door and used big sticks to beat off the zombie that had run in when it opened.

Awake. I look at the fan on the ceiling. Laura always liked having it on. It would be off for a long time. Of course it had been like that for the week that we spent here together after the zombies initial attack too. Amazing how at that time I had wanted things to go back like they were, but now I just wish she was here in the apartment with me. We didn't stay with my parents long, because they were almost out of food...

We went on the road and kept having to siphon gas out of other cars. Since there were so many dead, it was easy to find enough. I would say that 75% of the people were alive now. It kept getting more and more rare to see people. A sign on the side of the road "Zombie outlet store- get your zombie survival help here!" We decided to stop, because honestly, we could use a bit of help. The store was filled with people that seemed to band together to make a strong group. They had taken a few hardware stores and grocery stores and thrown everything together into one huge hangar. They said that they would help us for a small fee. I honestly don't remember the fee, but I do remember that the store was so big that they told us to make sure that we had a way to fight off the zombies that were in it. They said that they lose like 20 customers a day, even with the sweeper, a noise making machine that would kill anything that got too close to it. Maybe they didn't charge us, now that I think about it. Maybe they had found this place and wanted to help people without. They told us that they would be overrun in a few days. More and more of them had been coming at night and they didn't have any more ammo. They were using big hardware tools and some random swords that they had gotten. We left there after fixing the car and found out that they had done something to the car to make it quit on us about 50 miles away.

Awake. I hear a noise. The slow walk of zombie that hasn't found any food in a while. He would be dangerous if he heard one sound. I am going to stay here, lying in bed as long as I can. I will wait.

After the car quit, we all took our portions and were planning on leaving the state of Kansas. After a lot of debate we decided to go to Texas. We got another car and made it back to the city we live in. We should have driven around it, the amount of people infected was probably 99% in this city now. The density of zombies had gotten much higher. It seemed like there was almost no one left in the city. We all scattered. They hopefully regrouped.

Awake. I open my eyes. My last thoughts of how I got here. I told the group that if one of us was lost, that we should still make the group trip to Texas and come back with more resources. If the person could, he would wait in his own house (apartment for me), if not, he would go to the others house. We had an order to it and all. I am waiting in my apartment for them to return. It has been days since I moved. I had had enough food for a few weeks time, but I only had 3 days left. When you are starving your body doesn't tell you that it is hungry till you are about to die of hunger. I would need to wait here for as long as possible and need to be strong when I left. I decided to starve myself now and conserve energy until I was about to die. I would then plan on going to Texas. Even if they couldn't make it back, we had a place to meet. I looked up at the ceiling. Laying in bed without moving for days and days, hoping that I don't miss my opportunity to eat. Being here alone is so much worse than when I was here with Laura I thought the sound of the bones breaking as Zombies feasted on the neighbors in the hallway was bad, but when there are no neighbors left. That is when you start to realize that there is no hope left.


I woke up for real, amazed at the dream. I had doubled those dreams as dreams and then as memories in a dream, and I had woken up hundreds of times in my bed staring at the ceiling, not wanting to move to conserve energy. I had felt worse and worse and more like I was going to die until the very end. I am lying still from after the dream, haha, just like the dream. I think about trying to DEILD, but then my alarm goes off. I eat a bit of cereal and get dressed for work. I look over at the locked door. There is no sound out there, but this door had been thought about so much in my dream. I was a little afraid to go out and go to work.

Hey this dream was literally so short I'm not even going to type in color codes but I can remember being with some friends and becoming lucid while with them. I believe I began to fly around a bit too. But sadly I can't remember much after that.

I've been blamed for a crime I didn't commit, and if I'm going to avoid being staked, I have to find something before dawn. I thought I knew where it was, but I was wrong. Dawn has come -

- but I've managed to buy myself a little extra time. Same setting, new backstory: this is all a game. Someone on the staff by the entrance, without realizing it, let slip the location of my final goal. But in order to reach that goal, I need an intermediate piece of the puzzle, a Bible. I find it - it's not an actual Bible but a book of many different passages, one of which looks like a Bible quote, and a few words are written in red, reminding me of one of St. Germain's codes. It's in Swedish. I head back to my room to translate it, but I lose the passage and can't find it again, and flipping through the pages, I find -

- a family tree representing the Baratheon family with stag symbolism, with a crown for Joffrey. I'm Jaime, sitting in a pit of a jail cell as I turn the pages, with the Starks looking down on me, and one of them suggests in an almost sympathetic tone that I've lived long enough. So many days down, so many more to go.

It is slowly turning to night, me and Thomas are coming back from something, he is following me. we don’t realize it at first but the house is gone. We get out of the car and something doesn’t seem right, cars are parked every where and I get out. Something is strange, all of a sunden I realize my house is not there. I say Dude wheres our house? And all that is there is a square rectangular whole where our house once lay. All I could think is where is my stuff, what am I going to do? Thomas Is not so worried because he is moving. I say what the fuck happened. It is getting darker and we look around more, I think the house was litteraly pulled up into the woods to the left over near my parents shop. We see it and go over to it and look inside it. It looks like it has been jumbled. I say again what the fuck happened and Thomas says well isn’t it obviouse, look around at these signs, he resites, or says something like you have been evicted for two months until further notice , or something like that, now it is dark and I think xan, my other roommate, is hiding from us up near his car because we hear a motorcycle pulling into our driveway, for some reason we are really scarred and we try to hide and that is when I saw xan. Then I scare my self awake.


Can someone please tell me what this means?

This was quite a long dream and I've been up for five hours, so I might not remember everything.

First, I was walking, just hanging out, really. It looked a little like a nice square, there were trees and benches. Suddenly, those two guys show up and start making fun of me for identifying as male. I ignore them, but they decide that they should "make me feel like a woman" and they try to rape me.

I start shouting for people to help me and the guys (there were two of them) laugh at me. They say "look at them. They won't do anything to help you." I look around and there are lots of people, just standing there and gaping at us. Whenever I look at them, they look away, but nobody walks away. They don't help either. They really just stand there.

I beat them up and some guy who seems to be my friend shows up and helps me. The guys look at us and say that "this isn't over" and they run away. I thank my friend and he says we have other things to do.

I wake up. Fall asleep again.

I'm at this weird kitchen-like room. My friend still is with me. He tells me we must get my dad to help us. He opens the freezer and says "you can come now" and two guys come out of it. The freezer seemed like Mad-Eye Moody's suitcase, with a hidden, huge compartment... except that it was cold there.

One of the guys doesn't have legs or something like that, he uses some... stuff to help him walk. He is, apparently... my father. He looks nothing like my father, in fact, he looks like Cliegg Lars from Star Wars II. Anyway, he tells me not to worry about those guys. They will all help me.

I wake up again. Fall asleep.

I'm back to that square place, but it's raining. I'm looking for my parents and I know they're there. I see my dog and he's trying to hide under some plants. I puck him up to protect him from the rain. I find my parents (my mother is really my mother and my dad is also my dad, but, even though he can walk just fine, he's still wearing the weird stuff).

The guys show up again, but this time they look different. I give my dog to my mother and tell them to go away. I tell one of the guys they shouldn't have messed with me and I start beating him up. As much as I punch him in the face, it's like he's an alien and can't be killed.

Until I tear his head off. Then I start tearing everything off. His body limbs that I'm holding stop looking like body limbs and turn into... machine pieces, I guess. Once I'm done destroying him, I burn it all.

I wake up. Back to the dream AGAIN.

I'm in a building, it looks a commercial building. Maybe a really big office. We're looking for the other guy. We know he has more friends. In fact, we know he has an "army". As we are walking around, we can hear them, as if they were very far away. I turn to the security guard with us and tell him they're in the vents. He's like "no way!" but then I just glare at him and he agrees that we can go looking for them.

He uses his phone thingy to ask for tools. I tell him to also ask for more people, cause when find them, we'll probably have to fight. He says that he'll only call for help when we find them. I find that super weird, because... what were we supposed to do? "AHA WE FOUND YOU!!! Now hold on a second and wait while we get our allies here, just a couple minutes, okay?"

I take my phone and send a message to some of my friends, telling them to let others know that we need help and also asking them to come. In the meantime, the security guard is opening the vents. One of the people helping him is Britney Spears. I say hi to her and it's a grim exchange. It's really early and it's a bit dark outside, looks like it's been raining all night. I out my hand on her shoulder and go "...hey, Britney..." and she turns to me and goes "...hi..." and we're both sad. I should mention that in this part of my dream, I'm a guy.

The security guard comes back from the vents and says he found them. And then he starts laughing like a crazy man. Fortunately, we have a group of people there already. The main guy comes out of it and I start punching him. I throw him out of the window, but he holds on to it. I start opening and closing the window, trying to break his fingers. After MANY attempts, he finally lets go. He falls on a lower tower or something of the building. I go after him.

I wake up for good.

Wednesday, 8/14/13

Last night, bed at 11pm - 7:40am

DR 1 - 12:40am
3 people modding

DR 2 - 4:40am
I'm dining at a small restaurant that's at neighbors apartment, right next to the entry to my apartment.
Small, round table, white table cloth. Since my friend picked up the chack last time, I'm offering to pay for this meal. Waiter brings the bill for $93.

We are still eating and third person at our table, a male, pours some red wine and is howing me bottles on display and explaining about different wines. Normally I don't dring when out with someone IWL, and I remember this in my dream, I have a taste of red wine and it's devine. Surprisingly it's warm, but it tastes so good. Somebody, like a narrator's voice mentions the ingredients and that the wine is artificially sweetened. The guy nods with big proud smile, as if that was the best thing that can happen to wine and it makes it the best.

Not sure about it and frankly I suspect, that the bottle he got us is very cheap. But daum, it tastes so good.

I look in a glass and see some plastic. I also feel some plastic as I drink. I pull it out and it's a piece of blister pack, like what pills come in. I see another piece and one smaller one. I get up and start walking to another room, which is also dining room, and I wanna talk to a waiter. A guy is few steps ahead of me and he turns to me with "wtf" expression on his face. he also found some cut up pieces of blister pack.

On one of his pieces is something green. Like a tape, or label, that is not originally part of it. A partial word contaning "bacteria" is printed on it. People get suspicious and suddenly CDC guys are there in yellow hazards suits. We get quarantined and they wanna test us all.

The girls I was dining with starts packing her things to take with her to the hospital, where we suspect are gonna end up for the tests. She puts some fruit away and a orchid in a pot.

I figure I'm gonna need change of underwear so I walk outside to knock on my moms door, which is just 3 steps across a short hall. When I open the door I'm outside, in a different place. It's raining heavily. A grey car is turning to the right and I yell at the lady to push the intercom button on the long driveway she just left from. She can barely hear me but she jumps out and wan't to help me. Byt then I realize I can just cross the street and do it myself, but she still want's to help.

I start walking and suddenly I'm on a huge grassy area, on thel left side surrounded by a low wall. It's still raining and puddles of water are starting to form and cover up the grass. Someone says "there are these huge snails". I look down and yes, huge snails with elongated shells and small snails ar all over the place. I start to fly instead, just a few inches off the ground.

I come to the exit from this park. There is a boy or a girl doing something, and then he/she walks to the door, and puts some more money on the blanked on the ground.

DR 3 - just before getting up at 7:40
I'm in a room that's part of an apartment. It looks like classic motel, with a walkway by the doors. I'm on first floor. I'm in bed, and I hear the mailmen at the neighbors place. Suddenly the door flies open and it hurtles in the air. We all know, tha mailman was told to open the door that way. By giving it a good shove or kick, because it's hard to open. But he did it too hard. That broke some cable in the wall. Mailman now opened some access door on the wall and we see the broken cable. I say "well, that's easy to fix".

As I'm walking around the place, I see two small, skinny cables, red and black. I think those are leftovers from the repair and want to pick it up to keep it. Then I see that the room is literally covered with all kinds of cables and wires and piles of screws, nails, washers, tools, you name it. You could barely walk throught there without stepping on something. I pick up a large piece of wire, but I realize it's not scrap, so I better leave it there.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing Doom and roaming through some huge map. It was some kind of complex with outdoor areas at west and indoor areas at east, and also some ventilation system passages. It was pretty mazey and used alot of grey/white textures in places, but also brown ones in other places and green in outdoor area. There were some new enemies and something about player character was dragon-related(can't recall exactly what though).I realized that it's dream while viewing automap briefly and tried to memorize it. Then i lost lucidity.

Dream 2(fragments):

I've had chain of false awakenings during which i either was trying to deal with mosquito or was talking to someone about PC hardware. Then there's another false awakening, and this time some nice voice is asking something, i try to respond and eventually get up i feel that i am dreaming and i feel... quite more aware of surroundings than usually, there's some female DC, we talk about something for a bit and i end up following her and losing lucidity, there are three more DCs, i become aware of dreaming again while going downstairs but then talk continues and i lose lucidity again, i look around and think about reality checking, but end up talking with DCs again. They say that we are going to certain place and i didn't liked it so i went back.

This dream may have been a third person dream, or I may occasionally have identified with one of the characters or another.

There was a young woman with Down syndrome who everyone thought would never have kids or be married or anything. But then a close relative of hers dies and leaves behind either a group of kids or a bunch of eggs about to hatch - there definitely were some eggs involved. Anyway, the young woman with Down syndrome is the only one willing and available to adopt. She turns out to be an excellent mother with the help of her brother. At some point in the dream someone also asks to merry her.

Fragment: I was at a hotel, which had a reception desk and in the next room a separate information desk. I kept having questions, and getting confused and wanting to ask the woman at the reception desk, and bothering her, when I should have gone to the information desk.

1. [non-lucid][sound]
I got invited to a nuke watching show with my dad where they drop nukes as we watch the huge explosions and mushroom clouds. I remember waiting for the delayed BOOM, and when it arrived it sounded and felt awesome.

2. [non-lucid]
I'm searching for my support worker(Joel) in the local College, I ask a few people but they have no idea, so I ask at reception.

Now I'm outside, its nighttime and I'm with Joel, a bus pulls up in front of us and Joel says I should take the bus home on my own in which I replied "I have never traveled alone by bus before".

I get on the bus...I arrive at home and knock on the door, mum answers and lets me inside, upon entering I notice that there is an iPhone mounted on the wall via some sort of bracket, I looked at the screen and it had an app of some sort displayed on it, then I got annoyed by it (I don't know why).

Finally! A dream I remember! Back to being someone else though...

I was the Bicentennial man (from that Robin Williams film), but I still lived and worked where I do in real life. In my dream, I was in a first aid course, in the conference room where I work. I was being amusing and everyone was laughing (I'm not generally the centre of attention - or even hugely outwardly spoken in reality, so that was quite strange). We had a test, and I flew through it with no problems (though, as the bicentennial man, I guess I shouldn't have had trouble!)