non-lucid

I can't even remember their order, but the dreams were about:

1. Me driving a white car on the streets of a random city. I can't seem to find the brake so I keep accelerating and I run over someone riding a bike, then I climb a steep hill with the same car passing by two kids who are playing with a small egg.

2. Me and someone else are playing with an egg when it suddenly breaks. When we examine its remains on the floor we notice it had gone bad or it had something else inside it.

3. I am at a table in a bar or some house working on my laptop and suddenly I end up cuddling with a girl (we'll call her AnneX).

4. I am riding a motorcycle in my hometown, speeding and driving recklessly.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game and there was location that was like a maze with metallic spaceship/base-like walls. Then there was cutscene of talking with somebody

Dream 2(fragment):

There was something happening in the farmland kinda place and later i was on PC and i was editing one of the maps from AI War, i was changing connections between a few planets. Then there was some battle where my team had to defend the place against AI, but it was in completely different game.

Dream:

I was hiking the Grand Canyon rim to rim in a day. I was alone but met up with Danny R somewhere in the middle. At one point the trail got so steep it was almost vertical. I wondered if I would ever finish in a day if it were like this.

BG INFO: This is a diagram, that I drew in the morning (so my sight and handwriting wasn't the best) in my dream journal, of the structure I was lead into: also, this dream felt like a game to me.
Dream Start:
I started off on a road, a dirt road. I was with several others, mostly girls, whom I recognized, but I could barely see their faces. We were being escorted by two or three soldiers, whom were Nazis. They looked different; darker clothes, and all of the soldiers seemed to have the same face. We were being escorted to a brown, dirty-looking building (seen in the diagram above), which had a large wall surrounding the perimeter. I was surprisingly very calm. It was also daylight outside. I knew now where they were taking us; to a concentration camp. But I did not react to the idea of being sent there; I simply kept walking. We headed up the stairs, where there were two more soldiers, and stood there while they began to send some other people inside the building. I stood/crouched low at the bottom of the stairs, when I heard a female voice,"Stay down there; they won't find you." I questioned the voice, but I continued to stay where I was, when the same voice began, the voice had a calming tone to it,"Watch out; there are soldiers over there." I ignored the voice, and stood up, facing the road. I then heard a semi-familiar male voice (Inglorious Basterds),"There, the American lines are over there." Suddenly, a group of six armored soldiers-when I say armored, I mean like a dinosaur/Iron Man/Naruto-type, brick red armor and were about six to eight feet tall-walked in front of the entrance to the camp. The female voice began,"Watch out; the soldiers spotted you!" Suddenly, a barely visible menu on the left side of my vision popped up, and suggested me to select a armor. I did so (black and/or red, or something; I wasn't sure) , and jumped very high, but not before looking back, and seeing one of the girls I was with, leaning on the railing, with her arms and her head resting on it (she was facing the road, as shown in the diagram). As I was falling back down on the roof, I saw a soldier jump onto the roof, but not nearly as high as I did. I moved myself towards him, and took out a huge sword, and hit him with it. I jumped to the other soldiers, whom were farther away from the building and I noticed that I had back up; one of the girls (might have been the one leaning on the rail, but she was not at view at this point) had cyan armor on, and I felt like she smiled, somehow, under that armor. We began to fight the soldiers with our huge swords and we eventually killed them all.
Dream END.

Meh recall most likely because went to sleep a bit more lately than normal.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game, it looked pretty blocky like Minecraft but was different.

Dream 2(fragment):

There was some stuff going in the outdoor area.

I was reading a book (Sepulchre by Kate Mosse), and at 6:30pm my eyes started closing and it became a large effort to keep them open, so I decided to have a nap. I awoke at 8:25pm when my sister brought my laptop to my bedroom for me. I remember my dream immediately; thought it was a very detailed dream with multiple attempts at my life, but I remember 1uite a bit. And since my sister had woke me up with my laptop, I decided it would be good to write it here.

In the dream, instead of moving into the house that myself and my university friends are living in next year, we bought a caravan and decided to travel through America (I myself have been once to America and LOVED it there, and would love to live there). We had planned to stay in multiple motels, and some houses too along the way. While traveling, I recall in the beginning having trouble to recline my seat to sleep. At this point I turned around to realize that there were 9 seats, but only 5 people. I thought it strange to buy one so large on a students budget, but I didn't realize I was dreaming.

It was also strange that the counted 5 people, as I can picture the scene now in my head and I can count 7 (which is the actual amount of people I am living with). I can't even really remember where people were sitting or anyone specifically, except I remember looking over to see Blake driving. I also remember saying that I wish I could pass my driving test so that I could help with the driving. We arrived at the first house we were staying at soon after. I was laying in a bed, and for some reason the were many people I didn't know there, but I acted like I did know them. One just appeared in my room and I was like DAMN YOU JUST APPEARED OUT OF NOWHERE.

I think it was at this point that I woke up withing the dream, lying in my bed, believing myself awake. I was relieved, since obviously dreams feel real when you are in them, and I was pleased that me and my friends had not abandoned university to go travelling. I then 'went back to sleep' to the same dream.

This time, we were in a motel. It was a complicated path to my room from the lobby including many bouncers. While I was there I noticed many American men looking at me, flirting and making small talk. I commented to my friend "why do american guys like me so much". Their communications began to get more aggressive and scary towards me. The me trying to kill me were even getting past the bouncers, I remember being concerned about that. The dream contained a lot of things happening around this point which I forget the details of. In one of the more violent confrontations I had, I lost my phone. I was a lot more afraid of this than the confrontation. I cried at my friend, telling her I had lost my phone, although in the dream I had 2 phones; a blackberry (which is what I have in real life) and i think a samsung galaxy mini (which my sister has). It was the samsung that was lost.

Anyway, in the dream conclusion, I was in the motels large bathroom. A man that had been chasing me for a while was in the stalls, and emerged with a sinister smile on his fact. He was holding what looked like a long hollow metal tube with a point at one end. I pulled out my blackberry quickly to dial 999. In real life, I am having phone troubles due to my trackpad freezing. This happened momentarily, but I was soon able to punch in the number. I then realized since I was in america, 911 would be more appropriate so I called that instead. The operator spoke and I told her repeatedly that "I'm in a motel in California; please, he's killing me." (obviously only the 'he's killing me' part after he had stabbed me) but I could not remember the name or specific location. I was irritated because I had felt that the information was on the tip of my mind, but I could quite reach it.
Since I was an English tourist, the man had not expected me to dial 911, so her came towards me angrily when he realized. He stabbed me with the pole many times. Enough to kill someone, but for some reason, either I died and came back to life, or I did not die.

I'm not sure if I just appeared home after that, or some other stuff happened and I got home, but somehow I did. My sister was there when I arrived, and she said "A man called me off your phone. He told me he was stabbing you in the face."

So that's it. I never have scary dreams so this is rare for me. Wonder if it means anything! Seriously, can't beleive I didn't become lucid, especially after that little "dream awakening" I had.

Date: 24 May

Total sleep time: 7 hrs

Pre bed: SJW, 100 mg B6

WBTB: 2x200mg peppermint oil tablets

Dream quality, lucidity and recall: My dreams were extremely vivid today, I dare say, more vivid that real life. I believe this was the reason why I got a number of lucid moments during the night. While being aware that this is a dream, I continued to engage in the dream, soon losing lucidity. My recall has been rather poor again, which made it harder to figure out how it all happened.

Sleep schedule: I had trouble going to bed on time last few nights, but avoided taking sleep aid supps (mel and valerian) for a number of reasons. Messing up my sleep schedule has made me feel very sleepy and possibly affected my recall.

Dream zero: lucid, happiness, no other memory

Fragment1: some kind of game, rocks, I am walking around

Fragment2: my parents at some event

Fragment3: FA, in my bed recalling the previous dreams and happy I just had a lucid. I am between dream and waking state and I realize that this review is taking place in my head. I drag myself out of the dream and wake up to dream journal properly.

WBTB: upon wake I notice how sleepy I am. I try to recall the lucid, but only remember the feeling and no other details. I hold the memory of Fr1 and fr2 in my mind. I go to take some peppermint tablets, then back to bed. I quickly fall asleep forgetting almost everything.

Fragment4: I want to make tea, I am looking at an unused teabag of green tea, which becomes a box, containing two black teas and one green. On the green one is written "blue goddess" and also "hotel memorabilia"

Dream5: We are at some party and it is really late. Lucid moment. I meet a classmate that I like and I want to tell him something. (something like shared dreaming attempt residual that I keep on doing in some lucids). I tell him to come with me in the other room for five mins, but he refuses. I am thinking about my dad coming to pick me up when the party is over, etc. Another classmate of mine (f), we talk with her, she is one of my best friends. She shares that she is really unhappy with her life, and so on. Very emotional connection with her irl and dreams. She begins to cry, and I embrace her, we stay like this for a long time. Another friend of mine (f), comes and joins us and three of us are holding hands in some silent act of consolation...Lucid moment. Memory gap. We are arranging to meet at our new dream apartment, which looks really nice.

Fragment6: someone has bought a toy, it is a car that behaves like rat because it can climb on the windows

Fragment7 DILD: I am in the suburbs, a familiar place but it looks like it is in the past, so I become lucid. Someone is after me, I am running, climbing a fence. . I think I was trying to figure out a way out of the situation, but I cannot remember anything else.

Dream8 DILD: I am on the street and see a small boy and his mother. The vividness is incredible. He throws large stones at me, I am worried that he will break my ipod with the stone, but it is ok. He continues throwing stones, while initially concerned about my safety I realize this is a dream, so no need to worry that much. The stones are very colorful, lots of them on the ground. I pick up one and go menacingly to the boy. I can't bring myself to throw one at him, so I decide to threaten him instead. I do so, in pseudo French. It is really hard to express whatever it is that I am trying to say, so I end up making strange words that don't exist. At this point or a bit later I lose my clarity. I go over to his mother and begin apologizing about my French.

Dream9 DILD: Family and other relatives are discussing politics, I try to remain impassive. I am indulging in a chocolate cake and then drink some mayo salad that grandma has made. It doesn't taste as usual, and I say it out loud, grandma is a bit offended. Family is leaving somewhere. I am on the bus station in my hometown, cross on red light, and continue on my way to our old home. As I am walking, the dream kind of jumps forward, so I find myself in front of our door. I think to myself "Why did I decide to walk, when I know I could just teleport here?", Hmmm, teleport here? I am aware that this is a dream now. I still want to go in the place so I start unlocking the door. Then suddenly I hear a slightly scary metal sound, like movement of keys. I remind myself not to pay any attention to it, and that it will disappear. Instead it gets louder, comes closer.

I concentrate on unlocking the door, but even as I move the key, the door won't open. I begin thinking why is that, the sound is now really close. I decide to face it, and look down the stairs. Pfuu, it is just my dad! He comes and opens the door and we are in! I am in the corridor with dad, it is dark, and kind of...too dimensional. I am talking to him, but it is hard, and my voice sounds really distorted. I try again but the effect is the same. My prospective memory finally activates, recalling the first two of three step task, interact with a DC, ok. Then eat something. I see a small plant in front of me, and think no! I head to the kitchen to look for food. It is dark, the furniture is different and I cannot remember where the fridge is. I finally find it. At that moment dad comes with some strange foamy orange juice cocktail drink. I take it and think for a while whether that counts as eating something, then have a drink. Before I can enjoy any taste, the dream totally falls apart and I am back in my bed. I remain still and wait a bit, but nothing happens, and begin to think too much, so I wake up. Note to self: maybe be a bit more patient next time?

Comments: I have been getting more of these lucid moments but I really don't know how to account for them in my private dream count as well as on DV, because they are kind of short and I'm having problems with lucid recall.

At the end of the month, I probably will be including a total count, with a reference how many of these are micro-lucids. Before, I counted every lucid I had as plus one, but now I look more at the length and quality. This is getting so confusing. Anyways, I still think it is a very good progress for the past two months. If my dream control ever gets really good, one day I would like to go back and relive those dreams and remember them in full detail.

I was with my parents at night/dusk in Washington. We were in a place on the water with a lot of trees, darkly wooded. We were getting in the old rusty van we used to have, and my parents explained to me that we had to leave because if we didn't this one dude would kill us. He told us the recent stories of the deaths of several other prominent people in the area who somehow opposed the guy in a public forum, but then he killed them one by one. As he told me these stories I saw them happening, how he hunted them. So we left, but my dad handed me my old CD case. In it, there were a bunch of newspaper clippings and notes implicating this guy in his crimes. Somehow we got separated and I ended up in a little diner outside of town but still in the woods at night. The diner was pretty big and had faux-wood paneling. It seemed to be a house that was converted to a diner, as it had side rooms from the entryway that were used by employees. I tried to show a waitress my evidence to get it out there, and she believed me. I told her to take it and turn it in to the police as soon as she could. When she left the table, a couple of cops showed up to eat. I spoke with them casually for a minute, and then went to one of the backrooms that the waitress had put the evidence in. As I walked up to it, I saw that the lights were off and the door was open. The big bald guy from the bar that I threw out was in the dream, working for the murderer, and he was just stepping out of the room as I walked up. He had taken the evidence and was leaving to destroy it. As we locked eyes, I didn't know what to do to stop him and I woke up.

some guy from my school had a bunch of foils and fencing gear on and i raised my hand in the class room and said "il beat his ass bare handed"

This is the second dream of last night that I can remember. I decided to do two different posts as its less for people to read if they are interested.

We are staying at a friends house, I don't recognize the design but a feeling I had suggest that I am in familiar surroundings. My girlfriends family are all there and I must of explained my quest in Lucidity because they all thought it was a silly idea and began laughing at me. I became annoyed/frustrated at this point. We are having dinner at the table but I cant remember what it is that we are eating. They continue to gripe me about recalling my dreams ( I thought it strange that I would dream about this). My GF's WL Granddad then turns to me and apologizes with a massive grin on his face, this suggest to me that it is not sincere. I then became annoyed again as this meant alot to me. I tried explaining myself as to why I wanted to do this, however, no one is listening. This is the last part I remember.

This maybe a fragment from a third or later in the second, I couldn't differentiate between the two. It is night time, everyone is in bed but I stay up with a girl I used to go camping with, we sit watching a film. Her arms are wrapped around her legs like she is hugging them. Like in a sitting fetal position. She goes up to bed and I follow but I put on really loud music before I go up the stairs, the persons house who we are in says something about the time but I couldnt make out the words. I then look at a watch or clock (should have realised and RC'ed). For some reason I then go up and run a bath but never get in. I can hear the running water and stare at the taps but never test how the water feels. The dream goes hazy after this.

I wake up in WL and am so happy that I remembered some of my dreams. Regret not spotting some RC moments in the dream but hope this progress continues.

Thoughts?

Dream recall from today's nap. More DEILD success, though it seems to kick me into FA most of the time just like WILDs do. Still need to improve speech recall...
Note to self: dream characters be really distracting again.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was doing some stuff at home and dad was annoying me. At some point i am in the bed with headphones on, and i take them off and realize that i am dreaming, because can still hear binaurals. I look around and notice that room has old/different layout. I said something to dad and started trying to summon darkness hound-like creature in front of me. Some small clouds of darkness appeared but faded out after a few seconds. I walked around the room and then went for balcony door, but dream faded out. I kept eyes closed and tried to return to dream...

Dream 2:

My eyes open up by themselves and i am back in the dream version of my room, though i am in the bed. I get up and dad is still here, i talk about something with him. Soon dream fades out. I keep eyes closed and lay still again...

Dream 3:

Shortly someone grabs me and starts dragging me by floor, i open eyes and see someone's hand, i bite it really hard, shortly i am free. I notice dad DC again and dream fades out.

Viewed from 3rd person:
There was a man riding a horse through a forest wearing some weird colored feather clothes. He soon meets in his path another man that was guarding a small wooden gate. The guardian asked the rider something (can't remember) to which the rider replied "What do you know about the forest?" and at the same time some animal figures appeared far in the mist as though the rider had summoned them. The gatekeeper falls on his back, scared and the rider goes onward and fades out in the mist.

Second dream, 1st person:
I was at a family reunion, because there were some family members there, waiting for something and I was waiting with them. To my left hand-side there were a girl I knew in elementary (to which I will refer as Lilly) shcool and another girl I don't know at all. To my right there were 2 of my family members. We are all sitting on chairs. Some of my other family members are walking around in the room, looking busy. I am talking to Lilly and I asked her how she was doing and at the same time taking her left foot and putting it over my right foot. Moments after we were comparing foot sizes.

Non-Lucid
Lucid
Missed Indicator ((I'm marking them this way because at those moments I felt like something was off but I couldn't grasp what it was.))
I'm going to call them fragments because while they are all in the same places with the same people, the pieces are not connected.
Fragment 1: My Brother and Work
I'm attending a work meeting. We've gathered at the end of one of the aisles. My brother arrives late, carrying a starbucks coffee cup. He doesn't look anything like my WL brother. I have a moment when I'm staring at him, that I'm trying to realize that. He smiles at me, I smile uncertainly. His eyes were blue instead of brown and his face shape was wrong. He stepped back and his elbow knocked over a row of pale purple gift bags stacked 4 deep in the bay. It pushed the ones stacked in the adjacent bay to the floor.
"Uh-oh." I said. We picked up the bags.
While I'm doing that I think that I should be paying attention to the meeting instead of picking up products, I can hear the manager holding the meeting say something like that to the group, but I don't stop what I'm doing and he sounds really far away.

Fragment 2: At Home with my Brother
Then I'm at home in the living room. My brother follows me down the hall. He's been sleeping on a mattress on the floor. I said something about finding him a real bed and he waves dismissively at me.
"Nah, this is fine."
He's still carrying the coffee cup.

Fragment 3: Girlfriend, Father Lives with Me, Ugly Creature
Now I'm in the bathroom. I have a girlfriend. Sometimes she looks regularly proportioned and sometimes her features are stretched, almost cartoonish. She's wearing a soft grey shirt and jeans. Her frame is too tiny to be normal, but I'm admiring her in comparison to my own more...average figure. She straddles my hips. Both the door to the hall and the door to the bedroom are open, I'm afraid my father will walk in on us.
She takes my hand and leads me into the living room. There's a mattress right next to the door. All the blinds are closed, the lights off, but it's day outside.
I kneel on the mattress and she bends her knees slightly, leaning down to talk to me.
"I'm going to turn into a cat!" She says.
"Go for it." I reply.
She looks exceptionally cute as her face scrunches up in concentration. A kitten bursts into existence in front of us. She frowns at it.
"Well...you didn't turn into a cat, but you certainly made one." I say, staring down at the kitten.
"What's wrong with it? It's kind of ugly."
The longer I look at it the more I realize how little it actually looks like a cat. For one, it's purple. Its fur is really short, almost just fuzz on the skin, its eyes are yellow and bulbous; its ears are large, pointed and bat-like. I try to scratch it between the ears but the ears are too close together. It has 4 articulated claws on each paw.
"I think it's kind of cute." We both know I'm just trying to make her feel bad about willing an extremely ugly creature into existence.

Fragment 4: Junk Day, Miniatures
I'm outside, standing at the end of my driveway, by the curb. I notice a patch of clover, it's pale red. I think "Wow, I've never seen red clover before."
Next to the clover are file crates full of junk. One of them is full of small rectangular white boxes with numbers written on them in black sharpie. There's box with a picture of a dwarf miniature. I see my boyfriend watching me from the house. He turns to go back inside and I rush to follow him.
"Hey, there's a box full of miniatures out there, do you want it?"
"Nah."
"...really?"
He just shrugs at me.

Fragment 5: Rollerblades, Jean Grey, Cyclops, Flying
I'm outside on my driveway, wearing rollerblades. I'm carrying a white trash bag full of junk. I can't seem to stop myself from rolling. The driveway is more sloped than I'm used to. I drop the bag with the junk at the curb and skate back to the house.
I frown, trying to figure out why there's a giant truck parked in our yard and another parked where my car should be. I move toward the garage and see that my car has been crushed into the garage door.
"Stupid rollerblades! I just wanna stop moving!"
I manage to stop. Upon thinking how annoying the skates are, the next step I take does not send me gliding forward. It is a regular step.
"Huh." I say, reaching down and lifting my heel to my hand. The heel of my shoe is flat and wide. "I must be dreaming."
I tilt my head back and scan the sky. Everything is sharp and feels real. The sky is black, broken by tiny pinpoints of light. There is a cluster of 6 stars directly overhead. I know exactly how to test it. The shoe wasn't enough, apparently. I leap into the sky, when I start to descend I flap my arms like a bird. As I lose momentum I notice that Superman is flying around above me, he extends his hand and wills me to fly to him. I attempt to do so, resisting the urge to flap my arms, since I know I don't need to.
I don't reach his hand, he lands. The scene is no longer my driveway but a mall. I'm on a balcony, looking down at him. I see myself from the outside, I'm Jean Grey. When Superman shifts his position a little he changes into cyclops, except that he's wearing red and yellow. And, because my subconscious is hopeless, his hair is red. I jump off the balcony and glide down next to him. I offer him my hand and he takes it, but his arm remains stiff, keeping me at arms length, effectively stopping me from stepping in to kiss him.
Just by keeping that resistance between us, he is gently reminding me that I should be at my post. It will happen soon.
He points me toward the escalator and I take it down to the floor below. I can see him from there, and the balcony overhead.

Date: 23 May

Total sleep time: 7.5 hrs, deep sleep

Fragment1: I am in my school

Fragment2: An Australian girl in a swimming pool

Fragment3: I see a green parrot inside a room. Soon two more mini parrots escape the room, I try to bring them back

Fragment4: An evil female DC has some claims, we are fighting for a long time.

So now i have competition related dreams, haha.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some video game, 3D platformer.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was with gab visiting other people's dreams using some technique or machine to teleport into dreams, we were verifying what score dreamers got for the competition. At one point we were in some sunny grassland place watching someone doing dream control from the distance, and we had a discussion whether it worth 10 points or not.
I count it as non-lucid for now though since fragmented recall(I generally remember my lucid dreams accurately) plus i didn't really knew that i was dreaming, since according to dream, i got into a dream by some kind of other means which i can't exactly recall.