non-lucid

[Ugh . . . another Sims dream. This is pathetic. I didn't even play that game yesterday!]

I was a Sim, and not the only one. There was a whole busful of us when it came to the afternoon when the sun was setting. I'm not sure where we stopped at but it was a mildly abandoned scene somewhere alongside a wood where the road was gravel. We were all allowed to step outside of the vehicle and socialize for a bit and I found myself talking to some blonde with a rather large nose.

"I heard that they're changing the game," she said to me as we watched someone rode by on a bicycle by us. "Making it better. Thank God--I hate these noses."

Along the way I found a computer (or something akin to it) and on the screen was "Slut Barbie." I wasn't sure why the company would entitle a toy that and was curious. The main menu was pink and sparkly and reminds me now of something like Stardoll, but in the dream I was more interested in S. Barbie's background and main story. I don't remember her background, but as for the main thing. . . .

She and the main character of Naruto: Shippuden (which is Naruto Uzumaki) were like tiny people living on top of a tortious, which may or may not have had a turquoise shell. On the tortious was what looked like a box that was attached at the bottom but not with the corners, and did not have a top so that viewers could watch what was going on. As time went on, the four corners of the box slowly fell backwards so that they would eventually land on the shell, but that was unnoticed by me. I remember that the outside of the box--as in its color--was white, but on the inside S. Barbie and Naruto were stuck in a swamp-like area.

A romance story, it looked like. I recall that Naruto just "wanted to know the 'real' her," and so, true to that sort of plot line, S. Barbie was mostly closed-off and introverted, slowly opening up to him. The box's walls were like an alarm clock, though, and by the time they fell to the shell Naruto was gone--whether he had chosen to go was not known--and S. Barbie was left heart-broken. She became bitter and unhappy and she may or may not have developed a thirst for power.

By now S. Barbie is outside of her box--and I'm seeing the world through her eyes. She's in my trailer and while there is a part of her mind that refers to my dad as "her father" she doesn't seem to have any emotional attachment to him, either positive or negative. She has found a little brown pill--an "Ox Pill"--and has gone to the room that my family keeps all of its junk in. She is using a cardboard box as a table and before she consumes the Ox pill she's complaining about all of the roaches she sees.

Of course they're scared of him ("him" being my father), he's their leader. S. Barbie swiped at a few of them in hopes that they would eventually become afraid of her and would make her their leader.

Who I assume would be Watari of Death Note came in at this point, dressed in either a tuxedo or suit (though I know he was wearing a bow tie). I recall that he referred to S. Barbie (who, remember, is still sorta/kinda/not really me at this point) as some popular English name, or at the very least one that I've heard of before. "Miss Bueronot," perhaps. Watari noticed the pill but I don't believe he made a comment on it.



dream fragment - I am walking on a dirt trail that is surrounded by both tall and short blades of grass. It's sunset and the sky above me is a darkening combination of red and orange, and the ocean below me--for I am on top of a cliff--is calm. I'm fairly sure that I've been in this area in a lucid dream before--perhaps the last one that I can remember. Someone has either jumped off of the cliff or is simply hovering in the air because I surely didn't see any strings attached and yet they were clearly spread-eagle off of the ground and above the water below, as if they were wanting to dive.

There were probably huts and other signs of civilization to my right, but I didn't look.

My sister and I are in dimly lit caves, and we're talking about my Uncle, the caves are also like living social media to the people in the different parts of the cave. My sister tells me that she will talk to my uncle about this problem, I tell her that's fine, then she tells me she wants me to unfollow the two posts she wants to speak to him about. I figure she doesn't want me to see the conversation they will have so I do so because I don't care, the posts are two big white squares floating in the sky. She goes off somewhere I guess to have a conversation, then I'm in someone house I've never seen before, and some blond girl walks up to me and says she needs my advice, and she's holding two things and asks me which disease should she cure from herself, I tell her I don't know and I walk off because the girl is stuck up to me. Then I'm suddenly in my bathroom looking out the window, trying out two of my old binoculars, and this new pair which aren't really strong, and they're ugly cow print for some reason, I test them on the old lady across the street tending to her garden.

I'll try my best now...

Something about boating, with a girl named Cloie in the boat with me.

Then a false awakening into me drinking beer.

Then I woke up for reals.

Ok, so. Lets start with Cloie. She looked exactly like my dream sign, so why didn't a do a reality check? Or did I do a reality check? Is it possible to have a lucid dream without remembering it?

And the beer. I don't drink beer, I'm "under aged" so I have no idea what the hell just happened.
In the words of JoannaB "You may just have to accept the fact that this was one fucked up dream."

Mabel and Dipper from Gravity Falls were investigating.. something.. and they accidentally became fused with these two teenagers sitting in two passenger airplane seats next to each other, and so then Mabel and Dipper were teenagers. They might have actually been on an airplane, but I can't remember.

At some point I was in this museum type thing with a big display in the middle of one of the rooms and I think it had some animated disney animal characters in it or something like that - the only one I remember is Thumper from Bambi.

At some point I'm watching some fan-made SPN video and it's made very well because even though it's someone else dubbing over original SPN footage, it took me a while to realize that because it was so unnoticeable.

At some point I'm watching some sort of Lupin III/Supernatural/Sherlock/Disney crossover thing and all the Lupin III characters are tiny, and then it turns into my friend and I making up lupin III/supernatural/sherlock/disney crossover scenes like we're playing pretend, and I keep finding pieces of my lupin figures on the ground and other people keep finding them too, so I can only assume that I've been dropping them everywhere I go, so that's unfortunate. At one point I collect so many from the ground and from other people that I have quite an armful and Chelsea has the backpack and I have to carefully go over to her with the backpack so I can dump all the pieces into one of the pouches.

I remember seeing an image of a manga in which John from BBC Sherlock is small and he is in a cage that is held by a woman in a big crowd in Egypt, and I think the woman was trying to help/protect John, and the cage was so that no one else could get to him while they were in the crowd. I really wanted to see the rest, as that seemed like just my kind of manga, and I think I might have seen a few more panels or possibly a very short animated clip, but besides that all I can remember is that my dream eventually went to the next part...

Later it's just BBC Sherlock that I'm watching, but Sherlock has turned tiny. John made him a place in a lower cabinet under the sink for him to sleep, and there's a wadded-up shirt in there as a mattress. Sometimes I'm just watching them, and sometimes I am Sherlock. I remember being John for a small bit when I cleared out some objects in the cabinet and scooted the shirt to the corner of it. Sometimes, when in the room with that cabinet, there are others there that are living with them, and I think it was the Avengers (I read Avengers fanfiction before I went to sleep, so no wonder). At one point John turns small too, and I freak out/get excited about that, but in the next scene suddenly he's back to normal and it continues as if nothing had happened. Sherlock and John get ambushed by some criminals, and the criminals force them to work out (e.g. sit-ups, push-ups, etc.). At one point John refuses and so the criminal spoons him while doing sit-ups so that John is forced to comply. Sherlock refused also so the other criminal does the equivalent but he only needs to use his fingers to push sherlock down and up. At one point John and Sherlock are using exercise machines and even Sherlock has a little teeny one, and then there's a close-up on Sherlock and I can see that he's had some sort of below-knee amputation on his right leg, but apparently this has been a known fact for the whole episode, as I'm not surprised at all.

At one point I'm at a con (there's a con I might go to today, so that's where that's from) and it's in this dirty, dark, small place with very high ceilings. Somehow I become a harpy-thing because my whole body is a large bird except for my head, which is the same. Apparently there are a few others that are like that too. Every once and a while we shout something like, "flight makes right" or "flight before line" or something, because since we can fly, we don't have to wait in any lines (and apparently it's our "right" to go to the front of the line, or something, if that first quote was the correct one) (I just realized Clint turns into a bird in that Avengers fanfiction. Welp.).

I remember once or twice I did a reality check, but I didn't really become lucid.

I haven't been bothering with my Dream Journal lately because my dreams have been uninteresting and I never remember much.


This dream was kinda weird. All I remember was being with some other people in a library. We came across this ride sort of thing. You would get on the back of a model MLP character (it wasn't an actual character, and I think I kinda knew that; it kinda looked like a dragon version of Fluttershy) and it would bounce REALLY high up in the air a bunch of times until it lost momentum.

I woke up at about 10 in the morning, but I decided to go back to sleep. I was in the library again. Oddly enough, I remembered the ride when I saw it and ran up to it again. One of my friends from my old school was there and I flipped him off as I was bouncing.


I've been watching a subliminal video for lucid dreaming (not from here; I can't download the ones from here), but it doesn't seem to be working yet. Then again, I haven't managed to fall asleep until an hour after I watch it.

Time: around 3pm
(could hardly sleep last night so I took a nap and had a really fucking awesome dream which I wish I never woke up from).

Lucid: No.
Vividness:Med/High

Alright so I'm living in a building about 5-6 stories high and everything was the usual, until that is I was going to go outside and get some groceries, until one of the workers here told me to take this gun, it was a really futuristic handgun seemed liked from Borderlands 2, they told me to look out the window, and the first thing I saw was these creature looking like zombies roaming around, attacking innocent people, and I was like oh shit, I am not going out. Can they not get in here, I asked? They replied saying no, our doors and windows are unbreakable, so you're good in here. that was such a relief to hear.

So after awhile of pacing around, occasionally looking out the windows, I was sat in my room, and I heard someone shout "were getting attacked". So I instantly rushed into the corridor and everyone was rushing downstairs with badass equipment and guns, looking like from borderlands 2, so some of us went to the windows to see, and it just seemed like a normal human wearing a brown cloak, with a big bulge in his back area harassing some of us, I heard someone behind me say "He's got wings". Forgot what else he said, then I saw him take his cloak off and start flying with these wings and golden armour, so I start rushing down, I wanted to help these guys, as I got to the back door the fight had already started, there was about 15 against 1, they were all flying in the air shooting him like shit, but it seemed like it was doing nothing, after getting out of my gaze I wanted to help, and to be able to help you would have to request it to the leader there, and some sort of hologram appeared over the enemy and I some how use my mind and request to help, he told me it's alright, they got this.

So I ran up to my room to get a better view, and to get one of my really good weapons I must of magically had, so I opened this small device and went to this search for a weapon part, there I searched "MooMooKa" As I was completely sure that was the name of my best weapon, some huge turret gun. But it came up with a failed sign.

Looking back out the window it seemed like a lot of us got defeated, and there was two people left who seemed to of joined together, one was a black girl and the other white, and they were in this very weird position, blasting the dude in the face with this huge shotgun, then a few seconds later a small explosion happened, he died, so everyone was cheering, and I was asking them what did he drop, and she showed a huge collection of about 10 guns, she kindly said I could pick one randomly, so I said the top, however she said that was hers, then I said second from top, so she teleported to my room and handed me this really really nice looking sniper rifle, which I always wanted and it had about 540 damage. I was the happiest at this moment as maybe I can actually help in future battles with this, so I pose with my new badass borderlands 2 looking sniper rifle and take a picture with tears in my eyes.

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Best I can recall it, haha.
Was an epic dream though.

I'm in my house playing with my cats. It's not really my house. I just know it is.
They're playing around like crazy. My youngest cat threw up hairballs everywhere.
Suddenly (don't really know how) I'm in my work place with a friend (N.J.).
We pass by a group of people in circles singing with music sheets, instruments...
We get to an elevator and laugh at them. It's funny.
I get to my desk and go to the Internet to check the Score between Portugal and Spain or Sweden. Not sure which. There's a soccer championship going on.
Suddenly (again) I'm in another place with my mom and.. my grandma..
My Mom is trying to teach my grandma how to use a smart phone. It's not going that well. She's getting impatient.
I check my phone and there's a missing call from my sister's workplace.
Apparently my grandmother was calling everyone without meaning to.
She's really impatient.

In the last dream I saw two fellow church attendees who also sometimes attend band practice:

I went on my porch and there were some boxes in the way but I heard them (The people) sitting on the steps and they found a red die and I said Hi to both of them and asked them to please not throw the die in the street. Then the girl said something about a Zeppelin, I think, And about being my girlfriend - I'd not said anything like that to her directly prior to this - And she said something about any past girlfriends I may have had being cleaned up (If I remember that right) and she pushed me over slightly but I regained balance (At this point I was thinking that I didn't have any girlfriends before that, And it's true - I haven't and I was 21 years old at the time of this dream. I didn't tell her that I didn't have a girlfriend or girlfriends though.) And she also said she saw airplanes crashing all around me (And I somehow knew they were tiny ones.) I didn't see any planes crashing, Though.

She's the girl I mentioned in another of my dream journals - The one about a grocery store - And coincidentally today is her birthday. So, Happy Birthday to her and anyone else who shares this day as a birthday.

If I logged this yesterday I may have logged more in.

There was a bit about Barry Andrews of the band Shriekback as if I was just thinking of him. I've dreamed about him before.



There were more fragments and they're not in mind right now but Andy Partridge may be among them.

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Dream recall from today's naps, had a bit of problem of not being able to fall asleep and was phasing a bit between sleeping and not sleeping apparently, with not much recall.

Dream 1(fragment):

I wake up and realize that i am dreaming, my eyes are closed and i hear someone shouting something, i try to respond but i wake up.

Dream 2(fragment):

There was something about pigeons.

Dream 3(fragment):

I wake up and get distracted by something.

Dream 4(fragment):

I was talking to someone about spirituality and that we had to protect something.

I was driving in Santa Cruz (beautiful place in Portugal).
Somewhere else there have been an accident and my dad need to drive there.
I remember being worried because my dad had some problems and was in no shape to drive.
I continue to drive (and apparently ignoring my father ) to a vacation house from a friend and former boss.
There's this big german shepherd running around.
I spot another friend (Chora) and I start to make fun of him telling him it's about time he left his mother's house. He doesn't mind. He left. Apparently he works there just doing stuff.
It's getting weird.
Another friend (Liviu) shows up.
Another german shepherd shows up. This one is a bad motherfu**** He chases and corners me. He's just watching me now. I get up and leave. The badass dog leaves too.
I go inside the house.
There's a lot of people there.
My friend (the owner) appears. He was walking with his son. He's just miserable. Fat, old, with lazy eyes, his little hair is a complete mess. He is with a massive hangover.
We hug and talk for a while.
He tells me that I'm looking great and that milk and gymn are really working (apparently my subconscious is needy).
He is happy to se me.
He leaves to get some sleep.
There's a lot of people there. My niece is there.
My cat Ziggy (Stardust) is there.
This couple with two little kids are petting my cat. They're asking if he's behaves and... the alarm woke me..

Dream 1

I am in a room with myself, Big Narstie and 3 others. We are standing in a line and Big Narstie is stood in font of us. We had gave us a deck of cars but instead of having numbers on the card there were letters. We had to pull out four cards to spell the word 'BASE.' I had got mine out and I was waiting for the others to pull theirs out. I was getting frustrated on how long it took them to pull out there cards. I couldn't find an 'S' so I used '$' instead. After everyone had found their cards he put on his song 'On A Million' and we all started dancing mentally to it!

Dream 2

It was my friends birthday who lived across the road to me and my mum had got him a present. I offered to take it across to him. The present we had got him was a meme of the head of my sixth form, it was some stupid meme I can't remember what it said but I found it funny. I then asked him if I could use his shower.

I'm then on his trampoline with my sister and when we try to get off lava starts coming round the trampoline and smoke starts to cover my face, it smelt very weird as well.

I think this is a fragment recall from earlier in the night that I remembered and forgot before. I only recalled that I was supposed to review all contingencies / factors / options, and there were thousands of them. Out of some reason my mind insists this had something to do with the Treyvon Martin case.

Do I have a headache because of this dream? Lol

I'm at my old Highschool.
I'm wondering around trying desperately to find an empty room or something like that.
It's some kind of a no classes day / activities only. There are kids everywhere.
I try to sneak on to an empty classroom but I get caught by some lady.
I continue and find an old bathroom in an abandoned part of the school. It's really really dirty. It's so disgusting.
This is the most vivid Dream I've had in a long time.
Then a friend (Nig) comes in (they always show up..).
We chatted for a while. How's life.. he's studying again... that kind of stuff.
He leaves.
I lay down on the cleanest bench I can find to try a WILD.
Woke up.


Now I realize that this dream was in a WILD during WBTB attempt. Obviously it didn't work out.
I fell into a dream and was desperate to find a quiet spot to WILD. Weird.
Frustrating. A DILD should have worked.

Note: This is the first lucid dream I've had since I came to this website. It was a DILD that came after a rather long and strange dream, one of the most memorable I've had in a long time.

So i was in this house in my room. My Mom was on the couch, laying down doing some type of paper work. I had a fish tank in my room with a frog in it. I went to get some type of medicine and accidently dropped it into the fishtank. The frog ate the medicine and suddenly grew to the size of a chihuahua. I was nervous but intrigued. I let him out and he hopped across the room. I thought he was going to pee so I decided to let him outside.
That's when it hit me that this thing might find a way to breed and it could be an abomination to the earth, giant frogs everywhere! so I quickly got it back inside and decided I had to kill it, once it my hands it bit my wrist (it teeth were sharp) and then it suddenly shrunk (after momentarily morphing into a duck and then back) and then suddenly it was dead and in pieces despite me not really doing anything.

multiple times (on the way outside and back in) I tried to tell my mom about the frog but she was too busy to look. The woman who I was holding the frog for came back and I explained what happened but she didn't seem to believe me (but she wasn't mad)
this frustrated me so bad I decided to take a walk and I ended up in some casino/hotel/restraunt/club lobby walking around. I really needed to pee and while I was looking for the restroom at least 3 times people in coats told me I wasn't allowed to be there.
Thats when I noticed how ugly the bite on my wrist looked and i spit up blood, enough blood that I could cup it in my hands.
Suddenly I was driving down the road, I wanted to find someone with a phone so I could call for help, I looked over at my hand and it had swollen to the size of a boxing glove and was a dark red. I was very scared and I said to myself "This can't be real..."

"...it has to be a dream. And I instantly knew it was. and I smiled. Never before had I felt so at peace and happy to be in a lucid dream because I've been so focused on the subject lately (so it was like getting a gift I had been wanting) and what's more...never do I remember so easily dismissing the narrative of the actual dream before.
You see, I had been speeding down the road in this car and my hand was swollen and horribly disfigured, but the second I became lucid and smiled, it's like I instantly decided all that was over or either just didn't matter.

For example: I decided to look at my palm to help become more lucid and "ground" myself as many of the guides talk about. And instantly as I looked at it, it wasn't swollen anymore.
Furthermore: The speeding car? Despite taking my hands off the wheel and looking at my palm (and nothing else) I had ZERO fear that I might crash. It was like I knew it wouldn't happen because I didn't want it to happen.

But then the dream decided to surprise me. As I was looking at my palm, a GPS like voice came over the car speakers and said "You're destination has arrived" Note: I thought it was interesting it said "your destination has arrived instead of you've arrived at your destination--maybe it just said it wrong..or maybe it actually a more accurate description considering how dreams work.

Anyway. When i heard that, I looked up and saw this little bar/clubhouse on the beach and my car rolled to a stop by itself, right in a nice parking space. I got out and looked at my palm again. It was weird looking--like CGI in a movie, not like my real hands at all.
I look up and to the left of my car I see a sea of backs of heads, a large group heading towards the steps of the building. I walk fast to get in front and up to the door. I pause in the entrance way.
I turn around and the man in front of the group (who was a spitting image of the guy who played superman in Lois and Clark) decided he was angry with me being in the way and tried to shove me.

But just like with the car thing earlier, I somehow knew--like instinctually--that it wasn't going to do anything and I didn't even feel the impact.
So suddenly he decides to punch me. I turned away because I thought if I saw them coming I might feel it, but the "camera" of the dream showed me an angle where I could see my back and him swinging at me from the side and all the punches were impacting about 2 inches away from me, as if there were an invisible force field stopping him from actually hitting me.
So then I grabbed him by the shirt spun around and with one hand held him over my head (in an arch motion) sending him through part of the ceiling and then threw him off to about where my car was.
I felt NO weight when i did this..only the cloth in my hand. It was like I had superstrength.
Another person attacked and I parried the punches like neo in the matrix and then backhanded the guy off the porch.

I then heard an asian wind instrument play a few notes for me (i knew it was for me) it sounded like it wasn't anywhere nearby but instead playing over the scene itself like music in a movie--it was the score of this very dream scene. At that moment, a man in front bowed to me in the asian style and the crowd followed. I bowed back.

And then I woke up



I really wish I could've kept it going longer. I wish I had thought to look at my hands again instead of battling the second guy, but I was just enjoying myself so much.

It was incredible though, despite being short.