non-lucid

I was in a video game, like the old Doom games. I was running through the level (which was too hard for me, too many tough enemies), and was forced to fight them at one point. I used the BFG9000 to quickly
clear the area.

I also opened a door, and there was a cyberdemon hiding right behind it. I killed it with a single BFG-shot.

Dream 1:

I was in my home city at night and with this girl, I didn't know her but she said we could go and look around this place even though it was locked up. I was a little scared of getting caught and getting in trouble with the police but then the girl said something strange; "You are the master of time and they will obey and bow down to you". Didn't make me lucid strangely enough even after we went inside and saw this dummy in a waistcoat come over from nowhere and open the door for us. Inside was a sight to behold, a huge pocketwatch looking clock was on the wall opposite me, it must have been at least 100ft tall and it had people all over it. I could see they were working on it and polishing it. The girl had disappeared and in her place was a young, tall, slim man with a bit of a beard on his chin. He had fairly short slicked back hair and told me that if I was the master of time I needed to look the part. I glanced to my left and saw a rack of clothes, on it coincidentally was a waistcoat I'd seen irl a few days ago. But before I could put it on the girl came back, I can't remember what she said but we ended up walking through a red door at the end of the hall. We came out into a pub of some sort and we had to keep a dog inside. Unfortunately it escaped from its enclosure but I stopped it from going out of the front door. After that I left.

I bumped into my girlfriend and since it was evening she suggested we get something to eat on a boat. I agreed and started to walk with her. We kept passing one of my other friends, she was visiting all of these strange meat shops and I asked her why, but can't remember what she said nor what happened after that.

Dream 2:

This one I tried to WILD. It worked however it was very very light sleep.

I was on a pirate ship at sea, the dream wasn't really stable and there was no clarity. But the one thing I remembered to do is one of the TOTMs. So I ran up to quite a young boy on the deck and hurriedly asked him what the meaning of life is. He instantly replied "Blue banana whale in time" .......wat? O.o Before I had time to question him further the realisation came that I'd just completed the task of the month, I got too excited and woke up.

What a weird response though, certainly wasn't expecting that. Oh well, it gives me something to wonder about

I was on a wooden scaffolding and I jumped towards a portal. The environment changed to my room and I bellyflopped onto the floor just two feet from the portal

in my dream i woke up in my bed feeling a stinging in my chest. got up & went to the bathroom to look at it.. first time ever that i've seen myself directly in a dream.. standing in front of the large bathroom mirror.. saw cuts.. no blood.
noticed a large, deep one in the center of my chest.. removed my shirt & watched it spread.
i wasn't alarmed .. even after the wound opened so wide that i stood there somewhat stunned, just watching my organs twirl around inside me for a few moments.
then i just squeezed myself shut, put a few pieces of bandage tape over the cut & wrapped my torso with an ace bandage.. then crawled back into bed.
woke up feeling really weird

missed a few nights.. i've been unforgiveably distracted lately.. only a couple days with horrible recall... have been jotting things in my handwritten journal though. one day i'll sit and compile something so it's all in one place.. anyway.

last night dreamt there was a party going on at my grandmother's house. well.. partially here & partially where my ex is living now since our break up (his friend's house) and a good friend of mine that i havent seen in a few weeks, maybe a couple months now, was there. we were hugging and talking up a storm.. then i got distracted showing another friend a "wreck my journal" that my ex had given me for christmas a couple years ago. showing her all the fond memories of he & i that i collected in it & showed her an autograph page in the journal (which doesnt actually exist) & had her sign it. when i turned back to talk to sonyta (the friend i havent seen in a while) she was gone, but left a note on the counter .. i know i picked it up and read the words feeling somewhat sad but i dont remember what it said. when i put it down, i noticed she had left her rings (she always wore at least three rings on her fingers that i remember) on the counter with the note. still feeling a little down about her departing while i was distracted, i started mumbling about how uncomfortable and bloated i was feeling & that i was suddenly crabby.. now in the kitchen of the house i lived in for a short while when my parents (now looong divorced) lived together... searching through the freezer next to where i found the note (on the counter in my grandmother's house next to her fridge). then a guy i dont know in waking life asked me why i was being so huffy & put his arounds me.. a hispanic looking man that i sensed was some friend, but again, i dont know him.. and i was comforted. then after a long hug with him, i went out to the living room area, but was now in the house of my ex's friend where they were playing some football video game on his huge flat screen. i was standing in front of them marvelling at a gigantic grateful dead bears picture he had on the wall. (i love grateful dead bears & grateful dead tye-dye shirts, although i'm not a huge fan of the band) then i turned to ask my ex if he wanted to go for a walk with me. he mumbled something about being tired, as usual, and that he had to go to work soon.. we argued for a minute about how he never has time for me, then i stormed out the front door for my walk. i was looking down at my feet while i was walking.. thought it odd that i was wearing some kind of combat boots (i never wear heavy boots) and kicked at the loose peachy colored gravel that replaced the sidewalks.

Dream Fragment: A man is in our house. He is faceless and normal-looking. Mom turns away and I am left alone with him. He is going to hurt me.

I'm in a trailer that I've dreamed of before. The back door is huge and white. The window in it is larger than most. I don't like it. The thing I hate most about it is the fact that the window isn't made of glass, it's just a flimsy screen and it has a big hole in it about the size of my fist. Sometimes the door won't lock or even close properly. I don't have to worry about that this time. I just have to worry about the hole in the door and the man who keeps staring through it. He's a very bad man. I fear him greatly. I'm terrified he'll figure out that he can get through the hole. I pray he doesn't.

Aug 8, 2013

Third person view of me. I was in a train station. I saw myself come out of the train with another guy. An acquaintance? His face was unclear. Someone (a friend?) was being interrogated by an officer just outside the train. I asked 'What's going on, officer'? He said something about the friend, and I crossed my arms and faced my friend, asking 'What did you do [this time]?'

A map. Top-down view. A town. Various locations we passed by. There was a lake with monsters.

NOTE: I was partially aware that I was dreaming. In fact, I was interpreting the dream while watching it. I see it as a battle between my ego, superego and id. The officer is obviously the superego, id the erring friend (although I was unclear what he did wrong), and 'I' was the ego, trying to work between the two, but obviously downplaying the id's desires.

Ended up sleeping a bit longer than expected today, but dreams were interesting, so... Also one location appeared in two different dreams.

Dream 1(fragments):

There was something about huge shop place, where shopkeepers were trying really hard to not let anyone leave, there was some section of the shop with trees and sections where one could buy whole rooms.

Dream 2(fragments):

There was some story about some characters in some city and i was switching between different perspectives through whole dream. The city got attacked by some mecha drones and characters discovered some powers, one of them got really super powerful but then he left the team in search for something. Then eventually team found a portal into some other dimension with the help of that super powerful character. They entered portal and now were in some rocky area with big mountain and a floating island, made mostly from orange-yellow rock, also there was some kind of base hidden in one of smaller mountains also and they found here two humanoid beings who were having problems, they had dark-blue organic exoskeleton-like armor and apparently could use some kind of super mode, and from this point story started focusing on them mostly. They were trying to find someone else, who was controlling drones, and they ended up getting attacked by some turrets, everyone went back through portal and then only those two beings went back in. They were using super mode and fighting multiple turrets that kept appearing all over the place, then one of them got wounded and they had to hide in cover.

Worth mentioning that i actually woken up here and then accidentally fallen back to sleep in 5 minutes or so.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was some other person in some house, there was something about getting drunk and searching for something, then talking to someone, then i found portal and entered dimension(which was exactly like previous dream), some voice started talking and i responded with something and then i got attacked by lots of turrets, i had to hide behind rocks and then retreat back through portal. Then i was back at house talking with someone else and some detective dude about something important.

[I have two dreams, but I just write down one. The second got me really depressed and I don't want to post about it here]

Disclaimer: The sequence you are about to read is slight sexual

A lot of people are around me. It's evening, everything seems nice and normal. Some friends are there also. We are standing outside of the Pub, drinking something. One of my friends keeps disappearing: at times he is there, sometimes he isn't been found anyway, then he is insides, then again outsides an so on. I get really confused about it. I try to talk to him but he isn't really listening. I make the decision to follow him a bit to see what's going on.

The scenery has changed completely. It's like I am in a park or something, just before the gates. They are open, I see a long road leading on a top of a hill. But that hill is so huge, it's nearly a mountain so high, that I just can see the road the first 10 meters.
Another friend of mine is here also. He seems to be drunk. He keeps on blabbering stuff. I try to listen but just a few words or fragments get past.

It seems to me he is talking about the friend I kept following. He said that he found a single girl who wanted to fuck him. He saw them going up the hill to find a good place. I am a bit confused as I didn't saw any girl.

I tried to recall and I suddenly had a (false) memory I wanted to check first. I got my smartphone and I looked on Facebook. I suddenly see that there was some kind of conversation between the girl and my friend, that they were meeting each other at the park. I looked up who was the girl and I saw that she was named "Marina".

Although the name was strange, I thought I've seen her before. I then recall (rightly) that I was introduced to her on a student party a month ago (and since I haven't seen her, i don't even have her as a friend on FB).

This made me some kind of angry. I felt angry about the fact both of them getting hooked up. They both don't know each other and she seemed really shy. Why what was going on around here.

The friend came from the hill. He asked us, why we are still here. We should get home and mind our own business.

My other friend thought of leaving, but I was still angry/confused. We started some kind of argument ending him leaving for the hill and I kicking a dog that appeared out of no where.

Then the scenery changes again. I am in my apartment once again. it's dark inside, there are no lights on. I hear noise coming from one of the rooms. I heard two people fucking.

I wanted to go to the toilet, which is next to the room where the loud noises came off. I didn't want to pass the door, so I went back to my room.

For some reason I knew that it was "Marina" and my friend. This makes me angry again.

Then I think about it. I sit on my bed, still in the dark room. I realized that this was MY apartment, so why are both of them HERE? I got even more angry. I wanted to do something but my conscious shifted once again.

I was laying in my bed. I still thought of both. And then it hit me.

This was a dream.

I did an RC to verify.

It told me I was awake.

Yup, you here right. I was awake. I have evidence of it: I wrote down some sentences in my scribble pad that I'm using now to write the dream completely down.
It was like having a False Awakening, but totally backwards.

[Today was the first day of school and I was more nervous than I normally am last night. It was very difficult to go to sleep and I kept waking up.]

1) The straightener was making my hair fall out. When I was done with it I set it on the bathroom counter and seen quite a lot of my hair stuck in it.



2) I realize that I'm dreaming and I suddenly become so excited. I walk around a bit, trying to calm myself down.

3rd person. A wealthy household full of various factions is gathered by a very old tree to discuss their leader's potential divorce, and how they can use it to their advantage. But I wind up focusing on a group that's ignoring the family politics and telling a story about this old tree, something like a fairy tale or a ghost story. Two children were transformed by the ashes of a witch's bones. One transformed into the image of the witch herself, the other transformed into something monstrous and deformed, vaguely donkey-like, and this allowed them to 'walk in strange places.' On certain nights a parade of witches (both men and women) passes by this tree, and disguised with the witch's ashes, those children joined the parade.

1st person. For political reasons, something to do with an organized crime group, I was briefly married to Julia, an extremely influential businesswoman and vampire. Now I've just about gotten things with that crime group settled and there's no real reason for us to keep up the sham marriage, and I'm surprised how conflicted I am about that. I'd gotten used to life as her husband far too easily. I'm thinking about how up until now I've been dealing with a 'tame' vampire, not the real deal. I'm looking over my shares in her businesses and thinking about selling. It'd be enough for me to live on for the rest of my life, if I do leave.

i was in some mall with bibiana and we were shopping and i kept picking out stuff that she loved. i saw a white skirt that i really liked and she said to get it. bibiana suddenly switched over to someone else, it was my soul mate, some guy with dark hair and a face i've never seen before but i knew we were going to be together forever and i felt safe with him.

we walked out of the mall and i noticed that i didn't pay for the skirt. i was hoping he didn't care- he didn't care and told me that i should take it because ppl give more money to the clothing company than they ever spent.

we went to some university and i tried to finish some assignment that required a clean white piece of paper. i looked for seemingly hours and finally realized that this was a dumb assignment and i was over it. i decided to go. i sensed that this was a revolutionary move and the professor and people that worked at the dictator-like university would be enraged.

my soulmate and i rushed out of there. i was holding a pipe with a packed bowl, and for some reason i wanted to protect it so i ran with it in my hands. it was almost as if it was my mission to keep it safe. as we ran, we passed cages were there were all these young adults trapped and moaning and yelling. we knew we would join their ranks if we got caught by the school. but my mother was who i was running from. she was part of the evil side. she called me repeatedly and yelled at me to get back to the prison school.

at one point we reached a huge body of water, and i had to let the pipe go underwater. we eventually reached my car and i threw the pipe and stuff in my glove compartment. later in the dream my mom captured me, and she made me give up my backpack. at first i was worried bc if there was a pipe in their i would be done for- a sense of impending doom surrounded the dream. i remembered that i left my pipe in my car. i kicked and screamed in an effort not to go to the prison and be in a cage. i yelled at my mom some nasty things and also to my brother, who was in the car.

the imagery in this dream was absolutely powerful. the cages with black bars and the desperate looks on the prisoners faces, the look on the professor's face when he reprimanded me, the feeling of undoubted security with my soul mate, the emotion behind my screams at my mother and brother. wading through the water in panic, i felt the adrenaline as true as any reality.

the whole dream is set in a dark , after sunset foreboding lighting with clouds overhead.

I had been hiding out for a while in a nearby house, but now I was ready for it. I walked out, and through the front gate of the big bad's main camp. I felt invincible, like I couldn't be killed. I simply walked into the camp, loudly yelling to taunt my foes. However, the camp seemed abandoned. A bit further, a road led out of the base again. A nazi approached, and I shot him with an MP-40 smg. Two more arrived in a jeep, though they were invisible. Their jeep wasn't, though; so I fired an entire mag at it, killing both enemies.

We were standing next to some kind of “pool”, that had machinery of sorts in it. Claire was underwater, and I could hear her struggle and drown. Knowing the girl I loved was dying, I yelled her name in agony. I’m not sure I was there myself – it was as if I was watching a movie. I watched a guy (blonde guy, very well-toned) ditch his clothes and jump in the water. He dived down, pushing some junk out of his way, until I could see Claire’s long blonde hair jammed between two metal plates. Claire was being crushed between two parts of a machine herself. He managed to free her, and carried her out of the water. Her face was full of blood, and she appeared unconscious. I was afraid she had already died. He got her out of the water, and saved her life. For a moment, I felt insecure because I doubted I could have pulled it off. I doubted I would even dare to try. Some lettering appeared on a wall, a title of a “cracked.com” article: “4 reasons why you wouldn’t have done a thing”.

In the next scene, four heroes were discussing something (in a doorway)? Claire was one of them, in a tight (and sexy) superhero-like outfit. She looked fully recovered, as if nothing had happened to her.

In another scene, someone cast an illusion that made the other heroes look like green-faced monsters to every one of them. They immediately started fighting each other. I think I managed to split them up and stop fighting.