non-lucid

2 Fragments. 1st before WBTB, 2nd afterwards:

• I am at home with my roommate. An old friend is with us. My roommate is playing video games, while the friend is trying to fool him and making jokes at his expense, I am a passive observer. I have to laugh at some of the jokes, but for some I think they are not funny and this goes too far. I think to myself 'give him some peace'. The friend pretends to leave the apartment, but opens and then shuts the door without leaving, another 'funny' joke. There are 3 doors in the floor, 2 of them make a loud noise when used.
  
  The apartment is the same as my home, apart from the 3rd door. In the dream I notice it but I take it for granted and not as a weird circumstance. Pretty random fragment, nothing too weird or significant.
  
  
• I am in the front passenger seat of a car. The seat is big and soft and comfortable, so is the car. A girl I once dated is driving. We are in Copenhagen, Noerrebro, I see a long and big street ahead of us with two big crossroads and traffic lights. I tell her 'to the right is the place where [name of a friend] lives', she nods disinterested, feel like she does not really notice me talking. The seat belt sits very tight and makes it hard to breathe, I loosen it a bit, but it doesn't help. I try to tell her that I would love to 'do' her again once, if she is interested. I tell her 'no one would know, this is a dream anyways, let's just have sex, in the end it doesn't matter'. Still she seems like (or pretends to(?)) not really noticing me. I get upset and louder and say: 'Hey you know, it's a dream, all of this is not really real, not even you'. Suddenly she looks at me, says nothing but everything is shaking and crumbling, I feel that it is due to her anger. I think to myself 'I shouldn't have said that, of course no one likes to hear they don't exist...' I slowly start to believe my own words, that it is all a dream, so i gain lucidity. But by the moment that I am convinced of dreaming, it is too late; everything has fallen apart already due to knowing it is not real, then I wake up.
  
  Weird, this girl used to troll around in my subconscious for quite a while, but it is rather long time ago. Also how the hell did I not get lucid in a situation, where I try to convince someone that it's a dream. This was pure non-lucid, as there was no active lucid dream time, although I convinced myself to be dreaming, which kinda caused it to end.

1. [non-lucid]
I'm on a ship doing gymnastic swinging off the ships ropes and sails while in a sword/fist fight, (probably with a pirate)(I remember thinking: don't fall off the ship as I went quite high) this went on for about 5 minutes.

The pirate knocked me to the floor, I struggled to get up as he attempted the finishing blow, then all of a sudden I was saved (by a bullet?) at the last second by the actual crew of the ship who where held hostage I assume by my attacker.

Captain Jack Sparrow took the ship the wrong way or something, then left the ship

Were on land in some sort of town square (There's a yellow haze on everything as the sun shines down, like a sort of sepia tone), the ground laid with bumpy light-grey cobblestone, there's a cobblestone and wood building to the right, there's a cobblestone road going straight with a dock along it and buildings, there's a building in front of to the left, I think there's a well in the center of the town with a stall across from it. we are searching for Captain Jack Sparrow after he ran away.

Times:
Sleep: 11:10 Attempted DILD
Alarm: 3:00 I hadn't slept before 3 anyway
Wake: 8:00 - 9:00
Got up: 9://

I can remember little extracts from my dream:

Firstly that someone came to our house to buy DVDs from us, sort of like the CEX store in town. One DVD we sold was Stargate season 1 and 2, joined together, making something like £30.

Stargate then traveled over to my next dream, where I felt intrigued by it one day. Looking through the boxes to see how many seasons there were. I somehow saw Quatre and Trowa from Gundam Wing in the series ~ Strange..!

Sunday 6/23/13

Last night bed 12:30?

DR 2:23 Some problem on DV, Linkzelda involved.

DR 7:42 There is a magic pen. It has two pieces and one of them can disappear and then appear back. It's for real, no trick. This was much more detailed, but this is all I wrote down.

I hate how you still have school related dreams when classes are over for the summer.

Now I can't remember many of the details but, because my dream recall has been really poor as of late, because I've been too lazy to do dream journal entries for many of the non-lucid dreams that I've had recently. (That's the reason I'm here.)
Anyways, I was in a classroom with my english teacher from just this past spring. We were taking some kind of test in an extended class period.
I can't remember the exact nature of the assignment, but it had something to do with drawing a large map of an obstacle course with several obstacles. Then you would draw several different colored dotted lines showing the paths of different characters that went through the course. Each character had to fail the course at a different obstacle. Once you had finished the map, you had to write the story from each character's point of view, covering their unique tone and motivations for wanting to complete the course. (Amazing that I remember something that complex from a dream.)
For some odd reason, I was really inspired to work on the assignment. While other students were patiently and quietly working at their desks, I was working with a huge sheet of paper taped to the wall. I had scraps and notes that covered the entire classroom wall with my huge map in the center.
I specifically remember carefully drawing one of the obstacles on my obstacle course map. It was a giant, muscular looking robot that the characters would have to fight.
Our teacher said that she already knew one student that had failed the test. I got really anxious for a few seconds, then she mentioned who it was specifically. It was some girl, and not me. I was very relived.
The last portion of the dream had me looking at the official test, and realize that there were other things that needed to be completed, other than the obstacle course map and the stories for the characters. I was a little worried that I would not have time to complete the other portions of the test, but most of the other questions were very easy science/chemistry related questions.

Dream bout me going to a house down the block and he didnt like where he lived so I took him to my house and my house looked shiek with leather couches and central air.

Bedtime: 12:30
WBTB: Woke up multiple times.
Aids: none
Recall: Medium
Vividness: Medium
Awesome Factor: Zero
Feeling upon waking: Sore (neck and shoulders; painless migraine sensations)

-scary escalator turned amusement park ride
-truck killed geese, tried to rescue injured goslings
-pulling spoiled sausages out of frozen ground; trying to save birds/puppy from dog
-watching movie with Dad

Dream 1(fragment):

I was in area with some huge plastic constructions.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was in some video game and i was in snowy area, it was a team game of some kind.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was playing some pokemon themed game with no leveling, there was town of some kind and a ship.

Dream 4:

I was playing some doom mod and there was one level that was formation of corridors in form of an plus symbol. There were alot of wooden textures used and some custom monsters, and also there were alot of elevators. Eventually i went to the north part and there was room with a few enemies up on the ledges, one of them was shooting quick bursts of rockets with AoE damage and i had problem dodging them, so ended up reloading last save a couple of times. Then when i manage to destroy them with supershotgun, another enemy appears up there, looking like a tall humanoid in green clothes, and acts like an archvile but with projectile attack in addition to fires. I knew that he's invulnerable so i had to wait it out, dodging attacks. Soon he used some attack that spawned bursts of cherries from IWBTG, which i dodged, and then he disappeared.

Dreamed that I found a white plastic bag, which was shaped like it had some papers in it.
From that plastic bag, I pulled out a backpack.
From that backpack, I pulled out a hot air balloon.
Everyone on the beach was mirin' my hot air balloon.
A cute brunette came up and talked to me. Took that bitch for a ride.

Very lovely dream

So In my dream, I’m sitting in a room with a doctor. The doctor kind of looked like the character who played the father in Fallout 3, and the room was like an interrogation room; white walls, a metal table with metal chairs, and a big one way glass window. I was really there to be psychologically evaluated (Coincidentally I talked about being psychologically evaluated with my parents in real life a few days prior to the dream.) While in this room the doctor told me that we were almost done with testing, and that I had one more left to do (I don’t remember the previous tests.) I told the doctor that I was ready. The doctor then bent downward to grab something; I was presented with a glass of water. “Tell me, is this glass of water half empty of half full?” The doctor asked.

I leaned down to get a closer look at the glass of water to see if it really was half empty or half full, but it was completely in half. The glass the water was in was straight and didn’t have slanted sides like most cups do. I contemplated with myself to decide whether or not it is half empty of half full. I look up back at the doctor and think about what the doctor might be thinking. Then I thought to myself “Why is this glass of water even here? Why do they even give this test anyways? If I pick half full I’m an optimist, if I pick half empty I’m a pessimist. Why the fuck should this matter anyway?” During this I kept a straight face in front of the doctor so that I could keep him guessing.

“I bet you want me to pick half empty don’t you, because I look like I’m pessimistic. But if I choose half full you’ll think I’m doing it to prove you wrong. You know what, Fuck this glass of water!” After thinking to myself I made my decision. “You know what; can I drink this glass of water?” I asked the doctor “By all means go ahead.” The doctor replied. I smiled, picked up the glass of water, and prepared to drink. But before I could feel the first cold drop on my lips I stopped midway. I thought about drinking this glass of water and what it might mean for the results of the test. “What would it yield?” I thought. I put the glass of water back down, I leaned back on my seat, took a deep breath, looked at the glass of water, then back at the doctor.

I looked the doctor square in the eyes and said, “I’m sorry for what I’m going to do.” I took my left hand, raised it in the air and swiped the glass off of the table. It hit the wall and shattered into pieces leaving a watery mess on said wall and floor. I looked at the doctor’s face and saw that he kept a mostly straight face, but I felt the shock the doctor felt. “Screw that glass of water, I choose neither half empty nor half full.” I told him “Very well Edward, I’ll evaluate your results and be back with you shortly.” The doctor said (Edward is my real name), and then he got up and walked out of the room. I leaned forward on the table, rested, and held my hands in front of me and thought about what I’ve done. “What is this doctor thinking now?” I said.

After a few minutes of waiting I heard footsteps in front of the door. I was excited about what the results might be, but before the door opened I heard a radio like sound, kind of a like a walkie-talkie. As the door opened the doctor entered the room, but he wasn’t alone. Along with him were two armed security guards, and they didn’t look friendly. I slumped back on my chair and held my head down looking up at the doctor and these guards, analyzing them. The doctor told me that I have become a great hazard and I am not permitted to leave, and that I had to be taken away to a facility. Those guards were my escorts.

Inside it felt like I was heating up, like I was burning inside. Gradually whatever the doctor was saying to me started to fade away, to a point where all I could hear were my breathes and heartbeat. My breathing started to get faster as the doctor was talking, he then motioned to the guards to take me. As they were approaching me my heart raced, my breathing quickened, and all I heard were a ringing, my heart, and my breaths. Then out of nowhere a loud whisper came upon me, “BREAK!” My brain clicked and I then felt a rush. I immediately sprang up; the guard on my right grabbed my shoulder. I grabbed his left wrist with my right hand, swooped under him, punched his side with my left hand, grabbed his wrist with my left, and pushed his left elbow forward, breaking it. The other guard, tried to charge at me, pulling out his gun. I back kicked him with my left leg. He staggered backwards and hit the wall behind him. He raised the gun in hand ready to shoot me. Simultaneously I picked up the metal table in front of him. The guard shot the gun at me, the bullet hit the table. I kicked the table as hard as I could and knocked out the second guard.

My eyes were wide open; my head was pulsating, and took a deep breath. I looked at the doctor with a 1000 yard stare, and slowly approached. He smiled reached in his pocket and pulled out a device with a red button on it. He pushed the button, which turn on the alarm to the building. “The secrets you want you can’t have, you’ll have to take them!” The doctor yelled, and then bolted out of the room. I chased after him until I was outside of the room. It was large hallway with many doors, and I was at the center. The doctor ran down the left side of the hallway and turned the corner. I was about to chase him, that was until right after he turned a large group of security guards appeared and headed right towards me. The sound of everything started to fade away again until I heard my breath and heartbeat again. I approached them as they were approaching me, then I awakened.

The fact that I was able to get all this detail from a dream has gotten me all flabbergasted. But this dream really hit me and I tried to remember as much of it as possible, and wrote down whatever I could as soon as I woke up. Please I need to know what this means!

1. [non-lucid]
Me and my Uncle David got sent to prison for something we did (not sure what).
To get inside the prison we had to ride this dune buggy type vehicle we got thrown into down a spiral road going down/up(It had metal wire fencing as walls and there was some pale red and white mats covering the floor), was quite a long spiral, we made it to the end and got out of the car and through the doorway which was sealed by a huge light-grey steel door with black & yellow stripes on the bottom, theirs a guard waiting, he threw me against a concrete wall, David followed me (I think it was my cell he threw me into).

We got let out of our cell, we ventured into a big open field with a market on it (still in the prison), so we went and had a look around. It was a bright glowy sunny day, the grass was green.
(I was myself in my wheelchair as I would be in real life in this scene, this is very rare for me to be in my real life state in a dream)

Times:
Sleep: 12:00 Attempted DILD
Alarm: 4:00 Attempted MILD/WILD
Wake: 8:00 - 9:00
Got up: 11:30

What I can remember was being in this complex with other people, every one was a female there. There were a few who were put on display, like you'd find animals in a zoo. They were all in revealing outfits. None of us thought this strange, as though this was the world we'd been born into and we walked around in a trance like state. One of the females in these displays had just woken up, freaking out. She was speaking in a different language to English although I could still understand her perfectly. She was crying out for her mother, to be returned to her and her home. (Men came over to her then, in white suits to discipline her.) As soon as she cried out I felt something was terribly wrong with all of this, backing away quickly and running off. I got to an empty building, still in that complex, and a man came over in a white suit saying: "Under the knife for this one," and another man came from the door I had been aiming for with a knife in his hand. I backed off quickly, shouting: "No..!" And he followed with an: "Oh yes.." looking pleased, when he and his knife were only inches away I then woke up.

Saturday 6/22/13
Last night bed 9:45 pm - 4:53am WBTB 4:53 - 5:51 I had to get off the sofa a few times, had my view brighten 3 times and felt the LD coming on in just a few soconds, but was disturbed each time, so I just got up and gave up.

DR 12:20am
Military conflict, going on a mission. Someone causing trouble at DV. - These, I must have woken up just a few min too late, because all I remember is feelings that I can't put into words.

DR 2:50am
I'm in an upscale department store buying purple sweater. For buying it I get a discount for buying some very soft pyjamas. Normally they are $500, but now only $400. I decide to buy them for my mom. I'm also trying to figure out, why am I buying expensive things, when I don't have much money. I look at the PJs at home. They have some print like for kids and they do look small. Big colored peacock on the shoulder.

- There is a chase at train depot or lumber yard. It's 19th century and I'm asking a guy with a colt behing his belt to borrow his gun.

DR 4:53am
I'm outdoors with bunch of people. Some kinda camp. We play basketball in the rain.

I'm standing on a grassy area with a small hill. Suddenly a fire starts burning on the ground. I yell at someone to stomp it out. We get closer to investigate. I see guys foot print there and I assume fire was targeted on his footprint. I sense foul play. I dig a little and find 3 small, redish plastic button type of things. And a small jar from same material, that's filled with flamable liquid.

My family and I were staying in a big, old house for some reason. There were other people there that I didn't know, strange kids. One girl walked around holding a big brightly coloured blanket behind her, dragging it on the ground.

That night, I was in the bedroom asleep, face down. I was awoken the sound of something being dropped onto the table next to the bed. I then heard a curious sounding male voice that was very clear, and sounded like it was in my head. He said "you have a delivery from a mysterious dark figure... a familiar old man". Then I turned and saw three tightly wrapped objects in a pile on my side table. They were shaped like dinner rolls. I watched as a tiny white orb like thing left the room out the door way.

I didn't open the wrapped objects in the dream, but there were three of them.

Bedtime: 1:00 a.m.
WBTB: 7:30
Aids: none
Recall: Medium
Vividness: Medium
Awesome Factor: Low
Feeling upon waking: groggy

Dream 1: NS took me to a party at some strangers' house. The owners were a middle-aged couple. There were lots of people there, but I didn't know anyone. The house was pretty big, as I recall, and it had a large deck. We spent most of the time outside.

The owners had a black cat, which I found out was dying from a disease. (Something that sounded a bit like "cinnamon.") I asked N, who had had a fair deal of contact with the cat, if it was contagious (I meant to humans, but I didn't say it -- it seemed to be clear in the context), and she said yes. I couldn't believe that I would have been brought here, and that all these people would be sitting around/invited to sit around with a contagious animal. So I asked again. And again she said yes.

I became very angry with her for bringing me to this party and exposing me to the cat. Eventually everyone began to move inside the house. We were supposed to spend the night -- everyone seemed to be -- but I wanted to find a way to sneak out. I didn't find the owners to be very hospitable, anyway.

Dream 2 (fragment , post WBTB): I was at some place with long aisles of tables/counters and (I think) computers? It might have been some kind of office or workspace. Almost everything (the tables, ceiling, floor) was a golden colored wood. There were many bouquets of flowers (hanging or in vases) all along the aisles.

An unfriendly woman with pretty short, dark hair was/worked there. I think my dad was with me. I don't know our reason for being there or talking to this woman.