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    1. Military and Assassins

      by , 07-17-2013 at 03:10 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      I've had several interesting non lucid dreams the past few nights... Some of these dream are reoccurring and I ALWAYS fail to recognize it.

      July 15 1:34AM

      I have another dream where I am in the military. This time it is specifically Army. I am not trying to escape it this time. I want it. I spend a lot of time saying bye to my wife with much anguish and guilt. She says it will only be nine months but I told her I was thinking only six. She assures me that she will be there for me no matter how long.

      Separate dream much later. Time unknown.


      I am doing some training for the Army. There is some drill. Gas fills the room. I am told to smash my hand in some device as the pain of it will keep me from dying from the gas. I do so and there is no sensation. The ceiling lowers and I am forced to the floor. I feel claustrophobic.

      Again separate dream much later. Time unknown


      I am still in the Army. We are training with blanks but some how people get shot and die. We stop and there is not much concern for the dead. There is some conversation as I watch a machine or robotic arm reload and package large caliber rifle bullets. Suddenly I see a flash of red. I look around and see someone has a laser trained on me. I shout, "SNIPER!" Some woman acts as my protector and forces me to the ground. She covers me with her own body. Another solider flanks the sniper and shoots him in the face.
      The scene skips and the sniper looks cartoony with half his face hanging off. There is no gore or blood. He is alive and well and ranting about some kind of religion and that he needs to kill. He will strike again.

      3:32AM

      I took huperzine and had a dream about being able to swim extremely fast. My body moved like a fish. Then I lost the ability and spent a lot of time trying to get it back.

      July 16 4:06AM

      Obama is at the mall here in town. There is some huge room set up with folding chairs. All the chairs get haphazardly rearranged last minute. A few people from work are overly excited to see him. I roll my eyes and think they are idiots. I really don't want to be here but figure I might as well stay since I am. Obama has a young daughter and she gives some sort of intro. Then Obama comes out and laughs her off. She wasn't supposed to do that. The he climbs some steps to a catwalk and uses a giant clock for a podium. He begins to speak and then realizes the mic wont work even though I can hear him fine. He is escorted outside to get fixed up with a new mic but time passes and he doesn't come back. I wonder is someone will shoot him. Then I hear a siren like an ambulance. I think surely that's not for him. Then I realize I hear a faint pop from outside just before. I think someone shot him.

      Everyone panics and runs outside. I tell them its not use you wont know what happened. They will stop you. They crowd to the exit and seem to just stop. I wonder in a restroom and pee. After I see Jon and talk. I say that n***** president must have got shot. (Sorry, I'm not racist I just grew up hearing that word. Don't panic. ok? ) Some black teenage boy hears me say that and calls his buddy from the stall. He looks pissed and I don't want to explain myself so I run away into the crowd. I wonder the mall and start talking to another black teenage boy. I find that he's pretty cool and we become friends. I think this is also a good disguise from the other guys looking for me. We've been talking awhile and I realize I don't know his name so I ask him. He says it's Mike. I say, "Hey! That's my name tooooo!" We walk together and I see the other guys hiding in various places and looking for me but they see right past me. It's like I am invisible to them. I hear one say, "Well maybe he went that way. Keep looking."

      We walk to the end of the mall and it becomes some grocery store. We both say we are looking for our family. I know I came with my mom and wife and I need to find them to leave. We end up in the parking lot and it is getting dark. We begin to part way and suddenly Mike tries to kiss me. I push him away and become angry. Pointing to his head he says, "Sorry. We're in two different places." He starts to walk off and then turns around. "We can still be friends, right?"
      "Sure ya man. You're cool." I feel bad for lying to him but I just wanted to get away and forget the whole thing. I quickly walk away and look for my car. It's gone and I become angry that they would just leave me. I fish in my pocket for my phone and become relived when I pull it out. I try to call my wife but I can't get the contacts to pull up. I try to dial the number manually and get halfway then find it hard to remember.

      Just then a car slows down on the street I am on. I hear one of the black boys yells something. It's the first one. I recognize his voice. I run into some abandoned shack and lock myself in. I think the cheap sliding locks wont keep someone out for long. I try to dial 911 but my hands are thick an numb. Finally I get a call out but they put me on hold. I just hope I don't get beat up too bad before they find me. I wake up.

      5:24AM

      I am at work but the old plant before they moved. I go to break and tell Jon about the dream I had. I recalled every bit of the dream with total accuracy. I begin leaving out major chunks of the dream when I realize he is not that interested. I just tell him the highlights.

      Snooze alarm

      I dream that I am in some version of some house that is familiar. The cats are eating fish from the floor vents and the sink is overflowing. One of my girls clogs the toilet and I tell her to handle it herself. She can start doing things on her own. Then I smell it. The most God-awful shit smell ever. I think maybe I should handle this myself. Thankfully I wake up.
    2. Running into Jay Z

      by , 07-17-2013 at 02:42 AM
      non lucid

      *I am hanging out with my friend montre and jay z shows up. This is idol so he almost starts to cry along with some other people who saw him. I thought how the hell can you cry over this dude. He walked to us and said something about giving his mother a million dollars. I thought that's good he is taking care of his mother. I walked outside and over heard him talking to his mother. His mother seemed to ungrateful and demanded alot of money quickly. Jay Z seemed he would do anything to make his mom happy. I thought wow this is were all his good karma comes from, this is why he is so rich. I thought if I were famous how would I appear to the public.

      lucid

      *I am running from someone in the streets. I try to fly thinking how come I don't have control over this dream. So I am like semi-lucid at this point.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. 16th July 2013 Season clash and more video games

      by , 07-16-2013 at 11:29 PM (Scionox's Journal of Dreams)
      Dream 1(fragments):

      I and some other person were dragons, but we were in human form to stay hidden. We were visiting some landscape where multiple seasons were clashed together, there was some wooden house in winter part of the landscape where we were talking to someone about history of the place.

      Dream 2:

      I was in some group on some site, we were discussing something about dragons, then someone else joined the group and we were discussing in other chat whether to accept him or not. We accepted and went to play some video games. I was showing off how far i can get in some 2D platformer/shooter game, where i controlled some glitchy square thing that could change size and eat enemies, the levels were made from orange color blocks and said enemies were some yellow circles with emoticons that could shoot bullets. The level was pretty mazey and i was not really good at navigating it, i got pretty far but eventually failed.
      Then someone from the group started streaming some game that looked like front mission 3, except levels looked different. There was one level in docks where enemy controlled wanzers got shotguns and an ability called "Big Guns" that increased damage.
      Then we all started playing some version of XCOM TFTD that was really different, for one the game started with nothing at all, no squad, and an menu of submarine creation where we had to build submarine from parts and modules and then buy soldiers and stuff. Then the game itself was more difficult than TFTD(which is already difficult) and we were failing hilariously.
    4. the voice

      by , 07-16-2013 at 10:26 PM
      Ok so I was having an afternoon nap after work when I started to hear voices and this person spoke saying the words ''sirians and Atlantis''

      I do not know what this means but it seems important I looked online and it seems to be existent what are your thoughts. And it was like I was still awake but I could hear voices.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    5. 7/16/13 - bathrooms

      by , 07-16-2013 at 09:41 PM (Leaving the matrix)
      I'm at some place, I'm not sure where but I need to go to the bathroom so I enter the bathroom door, there are so many stalls, organized strangely, some of the stalls have two doors with one door leading to whole separate areas of more stalls, and they have those changing room wood blinds type things going on and I know people would follow me and watch me, and some of the stall doors are to short both on the bottom and top, and some of the toilet seats are filthy but have good stall doors. I just keep going deeper and deeper trying out stalls, but then someone will enter my area so then I'll walk farther trying to find a suitable stall. Finally I get to this area of stalls that has changing rooms in between each stall like a pattern, and a wall in front of the stall, but then some girl comes in and I get irritated and then a security guard appears and yells at me to get out of the changing room area, but then me and the girl explain to him that there is also stalls in the room and he says "oh okay" then walks away, and then I try one more stall, but that girl follows me so I say" fuck this, I don't have to shit anymore", and then I just walk out of the bathroom contemplating weather or not I still need to take a shit..

      Updated 07-16-2013 at 09:44 PM by 61831

      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. July 16th

      by , 07-16-2013 at 06:50 PM
      Just fragments today...

      - I stand, shirtless, looking in a mirror. I see that I am very hairy.

      - I am on the school bus, sitting alone, and a girl asks if we can trade seats.

      - I'm in a restaurant with my parents. We're going to our table when we stop because they see two people they know. These people both start talking to talk to me at the same time. I don't recognize either of them.
    7. 16/07/13 - boring fragments

      by , 07-16-2013 at 02:59 PM (vignettes from a different world)
      in the first dream i was sitting on a non-moving escalator in a mall. the floors and walls were white, there was a lot of brushed metal, and the mall seemed very spacious. as i sat on the escalator, i was eating bbq chicken wings. i said "i love to eat chicken wings and stare at people on the escalator". i thought this was the most hilarious thing ever.

      then i was in a conference room. the colour scheme, again, was brushed metal and white. some college students were watching a powerpoint presentation and working on their laptops. very boring dream.

      i woke up around 5 am and went back to sleep. i had this dream during that time:

      i was in a large grocery store. i wanted to steal some pop but i kept seeing security guards walking around. at one point i wandered into another area of the store and began reciting a poem. i then listened to a recording of my own voice and was embarrassed by how awful it sounded. i returned to the area where i was before and i saw a crowd of people in the other aisle. there were some security guards in the group. i tried to figure out what was going on but i couldn't see anything.
      Tags: food, shame
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    8. 16th July 2013 Dragon dream fragment

      by , 07-16-2013 at 12:12 PM (Scionox's Journal of Dreams)
      Dream recall from today's nap.

      I was discussing something with some dragons and there was something about preventing mecha dragon from being built.
    9. In a student house - 15th july to 16th july

      by , 07-16-2013 at 11:58 AM
      Today i dreamt i was entering at a house, on first view i thought the house wasn't from anyone
      but then i decided to check the kitchen, i turned on the lights and saw 3 cats, 1 cat came near me and stretch his paw
      i thought he was going to scratch me, but he just wanted to pass, i was blocking the way without noticing that.
      When i got into the room, it was dark but i saw some blue light, it was a laptop turned on...

      Edit: I forgot the rest of my dream lol

      Updated 01-05-2014 at 05:12 AM by 62470

      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. History Competition

      by , 07-16-2013 at 11:25 AM
      There was this history competition that I was participating in with a few other people. I remember our group getting to the finals were they verse groups from other schools. I remember being in this car with my group, and we were talking and I realized that we didn't sort out what each of us were going to say when we were presenting, so we had to quickly sort it out before we got there but we didn't have enough time. So when we arrived we sat outside, quickly filling it in while we were pressured to come inside and start. I remember looked outside the entrance and it showed the prizes, the first prize for the first contest was a Mcdonalds meal, and the four other prizes each said Stun. We walked into this big hall and there were these tables around with people sitting next to them, I don't remember much of this part but I'm pretty sure we lost the first contest. The next part I remember is being in some garden and each group had to talk about something(can't remember what it was) there was a man that kept correcting us and helping us out.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. Moving out

      by , 07-16-2013 at 09:06 AM (Welcome to my dreams!)
      1.[non-lucid]
      Me and 2 others (probably brothers or something) decided to leave home after an argument with the parents I think.
      All 3 of us waiting in the hallway with our belongings, 1 of the others had a backpack hung of his chest.
      Someone arrives to pick me up, I assumed I was going to a care home or something similar and this worried me. The driver gets out, she has blond hair and shes in a wheelchair it seemed, she was carrying a baby on her knee for whatever reason. She was having a talk with my parents (She seems to have a problem keeping still as her head keeps jittering/shaking).

      Notable Items & People:
      Backpack, disabled driver girl, doorway


      2. [non-lucid][feeling]

      I was injected with adrenalin (a big grey syringe with a green liquid inside it) for some strange reason...I could feel my heart beating but wasn't affected by the injection.

      Notable Items & People:
      Big grey syringe, My heart beating
      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. July 15th

      by , 07-16-2013 at 05:52 AM
      Dream 1

      I'm with my friend K and apparently we're by a river. I know there are things swimming in this river, but I never see the river. I'm perfectly aware that we're in a dimly lit garage? We're talking about grafting toes. She then tells me she has a four page bible on her underwear.

      Dream 2 ~ Almost a deild?

      I'm walking through school carrying the biggest stack of cards I can fit in one hand. My arm is flexed from trying to hold them all. I'm on my way to English class, and my friend, A, gets there just before I do. I smile but she doesn't look at me or keep the door open after walking through. As she walks, I really notice her blonde hair; it's more textured than usual, but just as shiny and beautiful. After I look away from her hair, I notice the project screen; it says something about meatballs. I don't know where to sit, but thankfully there are green seating carts on each desk. Examining one. I find that I sit in the back left with two empty seats on either side. Slightly disappointed, I start to make my way to my seat, but the teacher stops me. She says she'll take my cards, and she does, but she doesn't take them all. I start to tell her I have more but then...

      I wake up. But I haven't opened my eyes or move, so I immediately recall my dream and then try to imagine myself back in that room, talking to that teacher. I have her say "This is a dream. You are dreaming." As she says this, I feel vibrations and I feel as if I'm being 'sucked into' the dream. And then.. nothing. I open my eyes and am still in bed.
      This was my first serious deild attempt. Could I have been at the end of my rem cycle? Any ideas?
    13. July 14th

      by , 07-16-2013 at 04:47 AM
      Dream 1

      I'm with my mom getting a hair cut. I keep saying I want to try something different but I don't know what. I finally tell the stylist to cut it how she usually does, but she only cuts off one chunk of my hair in the front. We leave and I now find myself in a room with two friends: A and AB. We're sitting at a counter looking at report cards to see if we can go on some trip. Apparently A can't go because she got a B in English. On the report card, above the B, she has written "this class B hard".
      ~ oh, my dreams are so punny.

      Dream 2

      I'm swimming through murky water, and im not the only one; many others are too. A teenage boy swims right in front of me, but looks back and sincerely apologizes. Now I see a young girl, not too far under the surface, holding onto some coral and screaming. She's also fully clothed. I surface so I can tell somebody. I see my mom and when we look back to the water, the girl is a large blue and green sea horse, floating on the surface.
    14. Searching to find the bad guy.

      by , 07-16-2013 at 12:59 AM
      Someone in my dream was annoying me. I know he/she is someone in sport Stadium in Tehran. People in my dream thought he/she is a friend of mine that has psychological illness. But he/she wasn't. He/she just was a bad guy who I want to make revenge. So I decided to go there by metro (subway). When I went to subway I saw something very interesting. All the metro passengers were my friends. But we didn't talk together a word. It was interesting I mixed up although I have gone to stadium by metro many times... So I asked subway assistant. He was very kind to me. “If you want to take your friend to psychologist you should go hard to hard”, He said. I don’t know what his mean was. I don’t know what the meaning of “hard to hard” is! In this time I saw a friend of mine (name: Hemmat) in a room in subway eating watermelon…
      I remember a sentence in my dream that said: “foolish people are psychological ill that can’t be cure.
    15. 7/15/13 - Mall samples/psychiatrist

      by , 07-16-2013 at 12:31 AM (Leaving the matrix)
      I'm in a mall in front of an elevator, I see a woman exit the elevator, she works their I think she is security or something, I want to go the the third floor that I think is employees only because I think there is free stuff up there, so I get into the elevator and hit the third level button. When the doors open I see it is full of customers and workers spraying perfume on them trying to get them to buy it, I realize I was wrong and that either they don't have a secret floor, or that the secret floor is floor 4 or maybe the basement, but I walk in the floor anyways, I go through all the people, a big tall girl stops me and tells me to go with her, I think she wants to show me perfume, I go with her, she sprays me with perfume, but then suddenly we are sitting at her desk and she turned into a small guy, he is giving me a psychiatry session, but he's telling me stuff he shouldn't know so I pull my hand away from him and almost run but for some reason I sit down again and the guy has turned into a different girl, she tells me that my hand writing is exactly like my dads and she shows me and says it's wrong, I'll turn out like him and that you can't use that many capitols. I start looking at this clock on the wall trying to figure out how long I've been sitting there, but I can't add it up, and the girl is trying to distract me from it because she wants to keep wasting my time..