non-lucid

I was exploring some location and there was group of weird cartoon-ish characters that were very popular among other people around. We became friends and then we went to play some racing game, the level was pretty hard though and very complex. Then after it i went to sleep, but i had trouble falling asleep so i was asking one of them for some kind of recipe.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid Dream , Side notes.

False Awakening: So last night, i woke up and logged some dreams. However, When i woke up for good, i found i had no dreams logged... it was just a false awakening. Well darn D:

Well, mostly dream fragments since i didn't log last night:

Dirt Bike Riding: I remember riding on some hilly countryside with a bunch of maybe adult people i don't know. The country side had a house off in the distance which was behind me, a barn to my right and woods that spanned from my right all the way to my left ( the barn was infront of the woods ). The other people were ahead of me and were maybe coming to a stop. We were approaching the woods anyway so i turned around and rode off a hill. ( this to my surprise sent me at least like 30 feet into the air which would totally never happen ) I start to worry a little bit but my dream self thankfully landed on top of the barn but somehow got bounced back up. I then managed to land on the house. ( All i can remember )

Another Zombie apocalypse Dream: ( I probably have at least like 16 zombie dreams logged on my phone ) So i'm pretty sure that it was a zombie apocalypse so i went into this house to kill this god person for some reason. He might have been the one controlling the apocalypse, but whatever he had done, my dream self was determined to kill him. So i'm in his house and i think i like take his book or something and then chaos literally starts raining outside, everything zombie and human is being like burned. So i put the book down and i maybe went to check outside. But when i come back into the house, i see the god Zeus like guy and he had for some reason killed his wife and got wounded himself. So i kill the guy, how i do it i don't remember. And then the next thing i remember is, i'm outside, it's a wasteland. I remember scavenging a bus for supplies and throwing a grenade at some kid.

Sex Change (Semi-Lucid): So it starts out with me in a hotel pool. I'm my sister ( First time being a girl in a dream, i guess this is an accomplishment? xD It's also odd that my sister has been in two recent dreams, that usually never happens ) and i'm practicing fencing with this other lady, the sword i have is like bent and a piece of crap. We stay and practice for a while and then here's where the semi-lucid part comes in, i don't gain consciousness but my desire to see what it feels like to masturbate as a girl kind of transmits to my dream self and so i start getting out of the pool and walking up to my room on the second floor. I get to two rooms, they have a list of names of who is currently rooming in them. I attempt to read the signs to figure out which one i was rooming in but it takes too long and before i know it, my dream is starting to fade and i wake up.

Fragment 1: I was very pleased about some crystals I got that worked extremely well, with obvious results. I think I got them from Judy Hall (author of a few crystal books I own IWL).

Interestingly, I had placed a double-terminated quartz I had once dug up in Arkansas under my pillow after reading that those aid in dreaming, and ended up having more dream/fragment recall than ever. I've slept with various other crystals over the years to no effect. Hmm.

Fragment 2: I was cutting/texturizing the ends of my hair, not even looking into the mirror, just grabbing the ends and snipping little triangles.

Fragment 3: I found out that Merlin was going to continue. It wasn't even going to be a sequel picking up where the finale left off, but stuff that happened between Arthur's death and that shot of Merlin in present times.

Watched the season finale on Syfy last Friday and was very disappointed in it as well as about the series coming to an end.

Dream 1: I was at a place that was a cross between a warehouse, a grade school, and a thrift store (IDK!). I had to help organize stuff and was annoyed about it. There was a guy who seemed around my age who owned or ran the place. I also passed by some schoolgirls while carrying stuff.

Dream 2 (post WBTB): I was sharing a dorm or hotel room with two other girls. It seemed like a school setting, and I don't know where the other girls went, but I was preparing for my upcoming audition.

The place was really cluttered. Still, I thought I should hang up my coat in the wardrobe. On my way, I passed a closet and something inside it moved. I concluded that I was being haunted.

I stopped dead in my tracks because between the wardrobe and the closet I had just passed was a mirror. I've heard many stories throughout my life of people seeing scary figures -- or even looking demonic themselves -- when gazing into the mirror, so I was afraid. But I didn't want to let my fears get the best of me and I also remembered that finding a mirror in my dream and describing my reflection was one of the TOTMs, so I proceeded boldly.

I stopped to look into the mirror, except now it looked like a somewhat distorted 50s style television. At first I got kind of scared because there was something definitely wrong with my left eye. I looked closer and realized that it was swollen (though it didn't look like a real swollen eye would). I figured it was related to the discomfort I've been feeling there due to my recent migraine.

While I was not aware of dreaming in that last dream, my thought processes before looking in the "mirror" resembled my waking thoughts more than the majority of my dreams do. Usually when I make decisions in dreams, it doesn't involve a drawn-out and coherent thought process. The summoning of will and courage in a dream is also something I don't remember experiencing in a dream before. Then again, I was terrible at recall until this year and especially these past two weeks, so maybe I'm just not familiar enough with my dreams.

Also, that last dream is my first successful dream incubation Wish it had been a more pleasant experience, though.

strange dream first time i can remeber dreaming with cartoon in . some people were in cartoon some not in place building people had other people they were all kidnapped but didnt know i did though. they were normal people then when took into this classroom type room 2 sat at every desk they changed to cartoon people the kidnappers put wierd machine above their cartoon people heads done it to old man cartoon old man had his face going mad like in pain they were using him like some sort of internet machine they were doing it to everyone when the cartoon people attached to machine gave all answers and stuff the people wanted one was attached to his cartoon man they were flying above a circus or fairground and they cartoon man was now a cartoon wolf with spiv, ganster style clothes on very strange only thing i can think is was a cat nap in the afternoon so maybe why was so strange

06-03-2013 -- [Guessing on the date. Was somewhere between 05-30 and 06-05. For once, didn't write the date down.] I am Harry Potter, and I am facing off against some sort of evil spirit. I was trusting Dumbledore to take care of it, but he wasn't firm enough, tried to forgive it and rehabilitate it, and ended up getting himself possessed by it, so now I find myself having to take care of it. Hermione is with me, but has no power against this thing. Thankfully, Cedric is also with us, and he and I both have enough power to try and stand against it, and the two of us join our wills ad magic together and manage to force the black shadow out of the area.

Soon we find ourselves looking around the small town that we seem to be in, and are getting to know the town and it's people. We are approached by a very military-looking young man who has just wandered into town, and amazingly enough, I find I recognize him. It is Steve Hite, looking younger than the first time I ever met him (when I was a kid, about 6 or 7, he was probably about 25, but now I am in my 40s, and I find myself meeting him when he looks about 19 or 20.)

We're putting together some sort of town newspaper, and as I tell the people I am working with that Steve is going to be very helpful in helping to train and raise up the kids in the town, they ask me how I know. I can't explain in depth, because I don't know, myself, but I explain there is some kind of time travel thing going on, and that he helped raise me when I was a little kid. They accept that, and tell me that, though each of us has our own story to work on, when we see a reason, we can add information from the other people's stories at the last minute, so lots of helpful stuff about Steve goes into the paper in everybody's stories, and he ends up being made the fire chief of the town.

Meanwhile, there is some small foreign kid who doesn't know how to eat the way we do, and everybody is freaking out about it, so I am trying to get him to come over to me so I can teach him how we eat around here, but as I keep trying to call him over, he eventually turns into a dog, and nobody expects a dog to have good table manners, anyway. Weird little extra bit.

Soon we're standing in front of a store with a roll-down chain front (kind of like the rolldown doors the stores have in shopping malls). We've been given some orders by a corrupt politician (kind of Fudge from the Ministry of Magic) to do something inside, and as we head in, we have to descend a small cliff. The guy with me decides to kind of MacGuyver a rickety zip line, and starts down the slope. I just grab the actual, real zip line just a few feet away, and zip down much faster than him. His, however, takes him exactly where he wants it to, while mine is only into the general area.

Meanwhile, while we are gathering the boxes and things that we are supposed to find, I find myself wondering if I am likely to find the pre-Hite Debbie Hite in this town, as well. In the dream, I know her actual maiden name, but can't remember it, awake. I also have no idea whether or not the dream name was accurate.

The earliest I can remember is my brother eating green (or maybe they were blue) peeps and offering me one. Then I'm not really sure the order of everything else. At some point I could sort of go in and out of Portal 2 as I wished, except that the game wasn't really the same. I was supposed to take Wheatley off the management rail right at the start in the very first room, the relaxation chamber or whatever it's called. What annoyed me was when he was on the rail, he was a pretty, clean white, but when you took him off, he turned sort of off-white/grey. Later, I'm having trouble with something, I can't remember what, and so I call Bonka, who is an artist in the Portal fandom. She comes over and fixes whatever it is I'm having trouble with, then we part ways, and then I try to message her a thank-you for coming and helping, but I fret about how I should say it. Later, my brother is eating peeps again, but they're yellow this time, and I get one from him again. Later, there are these creatures that are half man and half wolf, although all they look like is wolf. They start chasing me, but Bonka comes to my rescue again, and the dream switches to third person as Bonka, as a crow, flies far to the left of me and impersonates a man-wolf, shouting something about how she found something good and they should all come quick. The wolves leave me and run in Bonka's direction, and Bonka flies away.

1. [non-lucid]
Don't remember anything

2. [non-lucid]
Don't remember anything

Fragments:
I was trying on a black harness/sling type thing.
Might be in a themepark or something similar.
I see a pinkish colour pavement.

05-31-2013 -- [Earlier bits, good stuff with some chases and some signs of dream powers, but nothing I can remember in detail. Then the parts that I can remember, which I enjoyed quite a bit, and which ties in to many other dreams I have had.]

At breakfast, and am refusing some sort of hard, nutty Grapenuts-type cereal because I am trying to learn to make some sort of incredibly decadent breakfast food made of eggs, milk, and obscene amounts of butter. It seems to be some extremely overdone cross between an omelet and french toast. Reading a sort of picture book, and I think it is one of the Alvin Maker books. But it is oddly like the start of Disney's animated Sleeping Beauty in that I turn the page, look at the picture, and it comes to life before me and plays out for me.

Story seems to take place in Colonial times, and somehow Alvin has pissed off King George, and is being banished from both England and the Colonies, but I have missed how, and so am turning back a couple of pages to try and find out what happened (sort of time travel by page turning.) It never comes all that clear, but it more or less boils down to Alvin couldn't help but make a rude comment after King George said something extremely stupid, and in a fit of anger, was banished.

Things are turning live, and we've been banished and are about to board a ship bound for somewhere in Europe where we can try to make a new start, but all the ship's crew is making threats and giving us insults, mad that we dared to say anything negative to King George, and we're starting to get annoyed. There are three or four of us at this point. I think Alvin, two of his brothers (I am one of these) and little Arthur Stuart. The ship's captain is coming on to my two older brothers, but not me (because in the dream I am my real fat, somewhat ugly self), and though at first he is polite about it, he is getting more rude and pushy all the time.

So as we're getting annoyed, the older brother sneaks off the ship and grabs a small wooden rowboat and brings it back aboard. He is sneaking up behind the captain, as he is pressuring Alvin to give in to his advances, and a cross between a young cabin boy and Arthur Stuart is trying to warn the captain, but he is too involved in his wooing, so the older brother just sneaks up behind him, knocks him on the head with the rowboat, and knocks him out. We set him adrift in the same rowboat we hit him with, and steal his ship, starting a sort of pirate motif.

I raise the sails, but don't know how to properly tie them off, so have to settle for wrapping the rope around the metal thingy several times, and hope it will be good enough, and we sail off into the sunset. But as we sail, things change. What was a huge ship on a huge ocean is turning into a ever-shrinking ship on a ever-shrinking river, and is soon turning into a cross between Knott's Berry Farm and Eisenhower Park, a sort of river that I have frequently dreamed about. The ship probably started out looking like the Columbia (big sailing ship at Disneyland), but has now shrunk to look much the same (but with Jolly Roger sails) but about twice the size of Mike Fink's Gullywhumper (a much smaller ship at Disney).

We're now on a river encircling an island, but the island is largely square. Alvin and Arthur have kind of faded away, Dave D. (I think) is now with me, and we've also got a woman with us. We have two ships, the 'big' one (which isn't so big anymore) and a smaller one that is kind of a cross between a canoe and a rowboat which Dave and the woman have been fishing in. Eventually, the woman goes off fishing by herself, and Dave and I are now on the pirate ship.

Things are changing, and we are now on this river in an amusement park, but they've closed down this entire section of the park, and eventually plan to remove it. We've stolen the boat to go sailing and playing around the area we used to play around as kids, once more before they tear it all out. So we're on the 'back' side of the river, to the south, and are sailing through rapids-like waters, through narrow paths, over small waterfalls, and occasionally through some very sharp rocks that I am afraid may tear out the bottom of the boat, but thankfully, that never happens.

We come to the east side of the river, and the water levels are getting lower, the river is becoming a narrow stream, and on the island I can see the wooden remains of a large lift hill (or perhaps a drop, who can tell, with the poor condition it is in) of a huge logride they were once trying to build, but which was abandoned long ago. We continue around, counter-clockwise to the north side, and the water is lower, still. The stream is breaking up into several small channels, lower and narrower than they used to be.

Soon we're on the west side again, where we originally stole the ship, but what was a virtual ocean is now narrow paths of water that we can barely fit the ship in, at all. Then we're on the south side and back to the east side again, and this time around, I am more interested in the partly-built log ride, and am trying to get a closer look at it, but as it shrinks, the water of the river is getting ever-further away from it. By the point we're back to the north side, we're going through larger and larger sections where there is no water left at all, but the ship keeps moving all right, so I am beginning to wonder if it has wheels on the bottom of it.

Soon I think I have taken a slightly wrong turn, because by the time I am on the west side again, I seem to be almost in a sort of cave passage, and there is no water at all. I glance to my right through a gap in the cave wall and find myself looking up about ten feet to the actual river bed. Yeah, I got in a wrong channel, and am now in a narrow cave passage on the edge of the island, itself. I find an opening where I can cross back into the river, and the boat somehow manages the slight slope back up. It seems there were several passages that were lower than the level of the river, itself, that criss-crossed the island. Guests never saw them because the water level was too high, but they allowed park workers access to the stalagtited caverns the log ride would have partly ridden through.

At this point for a little while, Dave and I were on different ships, and we came close to crashing in to each other a couple of times as we started to explore these tunnels under the island. I miss the water, and seeing large, black pipes that are part of the emergency sprinkler system, I find myself wishing one of them would break, and start providing us with more water. I guess my wishes are powerful, because suddenly several do, and huge streams of water are now falling from the 'sky' (we're under an island, remember). I try to get closer to the lift hill to look at it, but the repair workers who are suddenly appearing to fix the sprinkler system are too close, so I have to veer away.

By this time we're swinging around from the east side to the north side again, and it now once again has the appearance of a huge, placid river (or even ocean), so those broken pipes really filled things up quickly! Problem is, security is now after us, as well, and they are catching up quickly. There are a couple of big, tough guys, but they are being led by a very attractive blond lady. We hear workers telling her they found small wheel tracks that indicated somebody ran into the sprinkler pipes, and they are placing the blame on us. I would swear that we came nowhere near hitting the pipes, but they don't believe us. Somehow I talk the beautiful lady into coming out on the ship's figurehead with me, and it actually is a wooden recreation of Elliot the dragon's (Pete's Dragon) neck and head. I show her it, as the tallest point of the ship, never could have reached the pipe, and am trying to come on to her at the same time.

Very pleasant dream. Lots of fun.

I hate deep water, water that you can't see through. It gives me the willies.

I'm on a charter bus and it smashes off a bridge and hangs. The windshield is shattered and I'm fighting not to fall through.

The bus breaks off and free falls into the water. I wonder if I can swim through the window faster than the bus hits the bottom.

I dreamt that I stole someone's bra and picked off their name label on it. Then I put it on but it didn't fit and was very uncomfortable. I then decided to just leave it lying around where the owner would find it again and not know I had taken it. lol.
There were several other fragments, but I will just keep them in my paper journal, rather than type them all in here.

Dream recall from today's naps.

I was watching some video game videos and there was some kind of let's play, it was some sort of adventure game with various locations, there was one location called dreamland ( ) and it changed through the game, being some kind of brown wasteland with some rusty metallic constructions at the start and then becoming city later, there were also some armory type location. The game involved some time travel between different versions of dreamland.
Then later i was actually in game, it was like FPS and i was wearing heavy futuristic armor suit with an jetpack. I was at the last level of the game and there was large building with huge empty shaft. I used jetpack to get to the top and there were some stroggs from Quake 4 at the walkways, Gunners in particular, i was easily tanking hits with suit and then i activated heavy weaponry that was integrated into suit, including heavy minigun and destroyed them all, everything fades.
I wake up and decide to try DEILDing back, but something starts poking me really hard in the butt, i get distracted and then wake up properly.

I dreamt that I was in Finland on vacation. I was in a fairly big city, not sure which though. It seemed to be a pretty old town.

I was going there with a friend named Patrick, which I don't know IRL.
We were walking around in the city when we passed a bar, it was part of the corridor we were walking though so we had to go through it. There I saw to my great surprise two girls that I know IRL! I sat down and talked to them for a while. Then I bough a beer for me and one of the girls which I think I had started flirting with.

When we had finished talking they decided to join us, since they were on vacation as well we might just as well walk around together.

After a while it seems like we split up, for I was sitting alone with one of the girls. We were talking about Patrick, and weren't exactly saying nice things about him. Then I realised he was sitting right next to us, and he was quite angry about us saying bad things about him behind his back. However he stayed with us, because I had apparently promised to find him a girl, and he told me he would stay until I have fulfilled my promise. :/ I remember feeling quite ashamed about the entire thing.

Dream intepretation:
Moral of the story: Don't say things about people they don't want to hear. It is funny, I have actually been thinking about going on vacation to Finland, perhaps this is my minds way of saying "go for it!"

I was walking around outside what I think was my old history class. It looked like my old high school accept the parking lot extended out of the top floor and instead of stairs there were escalators... So it was like my high school swallowed a shopping mall. Me and this girl I used to study Biology with (lets call her Anne) were waiting for the class to come out as we were escorting them somewhere... to their Matric dance I think. As we mad our way to the parking lot my fellow graduate was told where it was exactly we'd be going and what we were gonna do. this made her let out an excited shriek as she often did except in the dream it was so loud and high pitched I had to "block" my ears which of course didn't help. It was kinda like Batman had one of his crippling frequency gadgets on cus everyone on that floor couldn't seem to handle it. At the time there were more of my class mates from high school on the floor with their 12th graders. The shrieking made my old history teacher burst through the door of her classroom
and demand that we all go back to class. A friend of mine (who shall be known as... Jayce) snapped his fingers in front of her face and it took me waving a set of keys around for her to recognise us and realise that we weren't actually students. After a quick hello we continued to make our way to our cars when a small group of us decided that a couple of teenagers shrieking at the top of their lungs was not how we wanted to spend the evening so we decided to meet elsewhere. I sat in the back-seat of another friend of mines car (Who we'll call Jerry) in complete silence. We didn't move or speak but after a while we got out again and were somewhere else entirely... Instead of my high school crossed with a mall it was now just a mall and instead of the brown paint and bricks it became white with bright neon accenting.

The rest of the details are fuzzy like we hung out outside for a bit then awkwardly ran into the group that we were supposed to be escorting that had been taken on by someone else...

I can't remember exactly what the situation was. I can remember I was staying in some kind of pier or industrial park area. I can remember there being shipping crates that had been converted into houses, and in that sense it was kind of like a slum. I think that there were some people drinking and doing drugs.
It was nighttime. I was sitting around a campfire with some other dream characters, and I fell asleep, Inside the dream.
Only moments only after I fell asleep, I re-awoke into the same dream. It was daytime now, and I could make out more of the area that I was in. There were some warehouses and cargo ships docked nearby.
Then I can recall coming across some dream character. He seemed alot like Bane from Dark Knight Rises. (In fact, he was exactly like Bane from Dark Knight Rises.)
He wanted me to make a decision in his evil plot, and he told me that he was going to have me do it. He led me to the other side of one of the warehouses, where he had wired up three yellow buttons.
For some reason, I wasn't really scared of this character, despite him being a villain. He said that each of the buttons was linked to a bomb, and if I didn't press one of the buttons, he would kill me.
One of the buttons was labeled a remote place. I wanted to press it, but I realized that the button was fake, and it was just painted onto the side of the warehouse.
For some odd reason, the button painted onto the warehouse triggered lucidity. The Bane character disappeared.
I walked around for a minute and focused on stabilization. I eventually came across this fenced off road, and there was a bleacher set up, as though the road had been converted into a raceway.
I found my parents sitting in the bleacher. I can't exactly remember what sort of interaction I had with them. I wanted to try and find my dream guide and get in some lessons. I think I found her just before I awoke.

This one is kind of long and not particularly interesting so i'm going to highlight a few of the more important parts.

-At some point I was driving, which is my biggest dream sign, and I didn't do a RC. A little disappointing.
-I was in an asian supermarket and saw some banana flavored popsicles, which looked delicious, but the logo on the front was the gorilla glue logo. I thought it was funny that that logo was what my brain decided to associate with bananas.
-At one point I was at the pool out back of an unfamiliar house, and on the wall was the same mural I painted in the courtyard of my fraternity house. What was interesting is that the words didn't change no matter how many times I looked at it. I suppose this is because my brain sees this as a whole picture rather than words. That's all.

Here's a pic of the mural for reference: