non-lucid

I was dreaming that I was back in the Air Force and going back to my old job working out in the missile fields to cook. In my dream however I was more like a legend/hero sort? ( That is strange because no one there now would know me in real life.) We were driving on these really rough 4x4 trails going through some mountainous countryside. It was really beautiful. I missed the turn off and went back. We finally got to the base and people came out of the building to see me. I remember having on this stupid black cowboy hat that was too big for me and I kept trying to put it on so it looked cool before I got out of the vehicle. When I got out, the relief cook was a young black guy. He said he was relieved to be leaving because he hated Montana. I asked him why and he said it was so boring out there. I looked around at the beautiful mountains and then saw some grizzly bear cubs up the side of a hill. I was showing them to him and all types of wild life began appearing all around us. Elk, deer, bear, moose, eagles.. then we went inside and I went to find my room. The facility was two story (not like it is in real life) and I was having trouble finding my room. There was another woman there and I was supposed to share a room with her and she didn't seem to happy with that and picked a bed that was out in the hall. The dream changed and I was outside and saw the first sergeant sitting in a snowbank watching a TV with a football game on it. I walked over and sat in the snowbank too and we talked a little. Then I was back inside and the building was possessed by a demon! I was going around quoting religious things to exorcise the demon. I woke up then.

Very deep sleep again. I hope my body recharges and in the next days a nice lucid turnaround follows.

Dream1: For some reason, I decide to look for a new place to move to, so I find a very cheap place. I pay the money to the guy and he leads me to my new room. Actually, the room was used as a library (again?) or some old computer room. When I enter it, it changes and there are, I start counting, 5 beds in the room. So the landlord wants to squeeze maximum profit out of the whole thing and has convinced a few others to move in there too. Not only do I have to share the room with all those people, but I also see on some kind of map that the toilet is streets away! I want to get out of there, but one of my new roommates tells me that we have signed a contract for many months. I call my boyfriend, complain and ask him to rescue me.

The whole dream changes and we are now in some old video game, where my boyfriend is fighting the guards and my game character is helping him by using karate and throwing guards around. We manage to escape by leaving the part of the map where the guards are and move to the next level. The game continues and we fight some game monsters.

Fragment2: I am using a tin full of eggs? as dumbbell. I want to get strong, so that I can fight the guards. I do some biceps curls until I can feel my muscles. When I am done, I notice that the tin is falling apart and so are the eggs inside.

Fragment3: I am taking part in a cooking class. The chef is explaining some details about how to cook the food.

very mundane dreams

i am outside the mall with my boyfriend. the sky is overcast. later we are inside the mall, in a banana republic store. i want to buy some clothes for him but they are too expensive.

later i am tattooing a tall, thin japanese man with long hair. now that i think about it he kind of seems like a young version of merzbow? i am using a strange looking pen to tattoo him. i tattoo a strange grid pattern on his chest and some other small designs on his arms and torso. i keep asking him if he really wants this, if he thinks it looks ok, etc. his answers are generally affirmative. he is very hard to understand -- sounds more like someone with a severe speech impediment than a guy with an accent.

then the sprinklers in the "tattoo shop" go off. there is water everywhere. i leave.

outside the shop there are various fast food kiosks. one of them has a rack of 'sushi burritos' on the counter. i grab one and walk off without paying. it tastes quite savoury and delicious. someone behind me calls me a "fast food slut". i turn around and it is a guy and girl that i recognize to be my friend. we talk about various inconsequential things.

Dream recall from today's nap, recall of waking life in dream didn't updated with latest change in plans for some reason

I was doing stuff at home then went to bed, decided to WILD.
I had transition sensation and i feel that someone is there apparently, i open the eyes, i am in my room and there is random DC, i shove DC off the bed and he says some nonsense, i take off headphones and binaural beats are still playing, i fly to the balcony and further outside, phasing through door on the way, i feel wings. I shout the stabilization command, and for once, it works and dream becomes more clear, i also try shouting the control command but don't feel any change. There's some reflecting surface floating in the air, i look at my reflection, instead of me it's some weird roughly humanoid figure made out of some kind of dark blue wires, it has wings and it has no head. I look at me and i am normal myself(In retrospect, i should have used that for transformation instead, haha, i should remember to do that next time). I fly around and decide to attempt transformation into a dragon again, but before i can do much, dream fades out.
I wake up in my room, i take off headphones normally(No reality check is perfect) and go to my PC, as i am about to type dream recall keywords into file i wake up properly.

Okay so I was playing a game on this computer which was connected to a server. Suddenly someone tried to hack the server so I unplugged it. Then I was in a forest with about 4 other people that were around 16/17/18. We found a laptop and mobile phone on the ground after looking for them. When we picked them up the wind rushed through the trees. Something was very wrong. Suddenly my 'friends' started shouting to watch out and to get away. Looking around I couldn't see anything that would be a threat. Then this... thing slowed down to a speed my eyes could register. It was a male of about 20 years old, tall and thin but he was white. As in white like the colours on DV. He was inches away from my face and he was very very angry, his eyes were black voids. I stumbled backwards trying to put some distance between myself and... it. Once I was a decent distance away I threw a punch aiming straight for his face. "Leave me alone!" it screamed and vanished before my fist made contact. My friends behind me dropped that laptop and phone, before I could say anything else I was stood back next to the server I'd just unplugged. I plugged it back in and went to see if it was still being hacked.

I was a camel being looked after by a walrus. People couldn't work out what was wrong, I'd had all my organs replaced but still couldn't stand up properly. Then I realised I just had a broken leg. So I continued to watch tv.

I don't even know what that last one was meant to be

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#1 - I dream that I am playing a new sort of MMO. Gameplay wise, it functions more like a side-scroller, but it looks a lot like World of Warcraft. Guild recruitment in it is really weird - if you're unaffiliated and somebody defeats you in battle, they can force you to join their Guild. It sucks, because I end up in a Guild full of jerks that I really don't like.

Another thing is that once you enter certain sections of a stage or a boss battle, you can't back out of it, and you're severely penalized for attempting to leave or dying. My teammates all think I suck because I'm low-level and new to the game.

#2 - My family is eating at a diner, like Steak & Shake. I see an older woman sitting with what appears to be a newborn baby and a little girl. I smile at her. She starts a conversation with me, asking me what I do for a living and things of that nature. To be polite, I answer and ask how old the baby is. She starts talking about the baby. I thought she was its grandmother but she is actually its mother.

When we go home, she comes with us, bringing the baby with. She hangs out all night long and never stops talking. I notice that something is really weird with the baby. Its skin looks wrong and tight and its face looks weird, more like a doll; the more I look at it, the more it looks like a roast pig, except for the face, which looks like one of those creepy shrunken heads. It never really moves or cries. I ask her if her baby is o.k. She waves me off and says it will be fine.

At maybe 5 a.m., she asks us for a ride home. It turns out that she lives a whole city away. I manage to wake up my uncle and talk him into driving, because my sleep deprivation and medication has made me unable to drive. We drive through the mountains for maybe an hour and a half, and the sun comes up. The woman lives in kind of a run down green house on the edge of a lake. It becomes apparent that the baby is sick and might die, but she doesn't really seem to care. We drop her off and wave goodbye. I'm glad to be rid of her.

I guess I should have had a clue that this was a dream, because my uncle was actually nice to me. On the highway, he pulls the car over and asks me to look at the mountains. I do so. He tells me to look in a specific direction, and I do. He says that in that direction is a major temple, and I might be able to see its outline against the sky. I look harder, and my dream-vision zooms in, and I can just barely see the temple. He says something to the effect of, when I don't feel good, to look in that direction and try to find it.

I wake up.

I am in some really big ware house, something like costtco. I'm standing in front of this booth out of many booths, other people are standing here with me & we're all waiting for something to begin. It's some sort of survival competition, & invisible robotic authority wants amusement from us. The authority seems to drops the rules in our head because we never hear anything but we now what to do. I can even read some of the peoples minds. I know one of the competitors is the girl I love in waking life, but my subconscious never seems to re-create her perfectly. There is the boy who I know likes her too. I can't see his face through his black hair though. The authority intends to drop a big pile of clothes in the booth, and wants us to hurriedly grab some clothes and put them on. I know which clothes the boy wants, so I'm first to grab at some clothes and I grab the pants and jacket the boy wants, which isn't a problem because they were the pants and jacket I wanted too. I can tell he's irritated and I grin to myself. It's like I'm so bent on besting him that I don't give any attention to the girl, but people are beginning to group up in allies, and I just run off alone while the boy walks over to the girl I like & they silently walk together. I get kind of annoyed but I was to caught up in the wrong side of competition or something. Then the authority makes the clothes disappear off of us, and it dumps all the clothes into another mixed up pile into another booth we all have to get to from the places we ran off to. I'm already near the booth I just have to run up to it, I see the boy running from my left and the girl walking fast behind him, so I sprint into the booth and find the jeans, and another pair of jeans, and then I see the jacket right as he comes into the booth, I grab it, then he puts his hand on it and tugs but I pull it full force out of his hand, then he says "I thought we were supposed to fight for the clothes?!" then I say, "I just did", and I run off to put the clothes on and I'm disappointed that I must look like a jerk to the girl. She doesn't know the boy is an even bigger jerk, I know his intentions.


Me and some of my family are in a SUV going to vegas. I'm in the back seat playing on a tablet different games that seem to merge into each other. It is hot, very hot. My grandma pulls over at a gas station to fill the car up. My two cousins get out to throw all their ridiculous amount of trash away in the gas station trash can. A gas station worker is standing there and notices, she says that the trash cans are only for trash that comes from the convenient store, not from cars so she tells us we have to leave, and we didn't get gas yet. My two cousins just laugh they don't care, so my grandma says we're going back home we're turning around, and I'm bummed about it and think they ruin everything. When we get to my grandmas house they leave and it's just me my grandma and mom. I ask her are we still going to vegas? and she whispers in her ear that only us will go when she goes to visit her friend and I'm excited again. While she's walking out of the yard I see something, it's fresh dug dirt in the shape of a body and there's mushroom growing on top in the body shape, I know somebody must've buried a body there and I tell my grandma but she doesn't believe me at first so we get up closer and the fresh dirt turns to light grey plaster in the shape of a human body, my grandma flicks at some of it near the head area, and it clears away some and we both see princess jasmins hair and headband and she wigs out and runs off somewhere I assume to get someone. Then I whispers to my mom to come look and I tell her the same thing and my mom looks and we wonder who the fuck killed princess jasmin.

Dream 1(Fragment):

I recall some kind of train.

Dream 2(Fragment):

I was some kind of creature, i think similar to devilite from Spiral Knights, i got to the library, there i grouped up with more of creatures similar to me and we were discussing/planning something, then we went to some kind of cave and we were fighting... chicken eggs? They were fighting back somehow and our mission was to deal with them before some time limit expires.

Messed up my sleep schedule again. The only note I put in my notepad this time was "sleepy", this is how I felt, and was in very deep sleep most of the time. Though I have little memory of my dreams, I feel well rested.

Dream1: I am in a library, trying to find a place to sleep. I have my blanket with me and am getting really comfortable, when the guy working there comes and tells me to go away...Later I go out and find myself in some unknown city, it has been a year since a famous fireman has died and there is some kind of commemorative parade on the streets.

Fragment2: I am with my friends and am looking at a park, the whole thing represents some kind of fairy tale story, where the park is some kind of far off land jungle?

1.there was something to do with bdsm.. like a party or maybe just someone talking about it. ((was a non-rem dream - in the first 3 hours of sleep - very short. it was linking from last nights party.))
2.i stole/borrowed a usps truck because i was late for something. later obama was there and i was in trouble.
3.((later in the night/morning, but probably connected to #2 anyway)) i was being questioned for the numbers to a safe. i was in trouble for something, but not exactly 'in custody'.
((f'ing neighbor had her radio up REALLY loud - pissing me off and making me less than inclined to focus on my dreams))

It's been a while since I've written in my DJ, since 2011 to be precise. The reason being that I lost the fire, and a series of failure led to me giving up since the efforts I put in didn't seem to be worth it. However, I have decided to reprise my role as an intermediate-level oneironaut. I actually waited before I start to write in my DJ again to see if I get any results, and I sure did.

For the last few days, I have had increasingly better dream recall, but it was last night that I got a full LD.

It all started when I left my house to go to the library. I recall being in a building made out of rocks similar to the ones in Star Wars. I encounter a girl from my school then find myself inside a mix of a library and Archambault (bookstore). My mom texts me to find out where I am. The dream begins to crumble and I become lucid in the process. Lucky me, I get an FA but I am not fooled for a second. I quickly RC, stabilize the dream and leave my house by the back door. As I walk through the door I feel spider webs on my face. I am briefly frightened but soon they disappear and I regain control. This is where my memory gets a bit foggy. I decide the fastest way to leave my house is to fly away and I manage to do so. I see a small cartoonish bird in the sky and land at my school. There I decide to fly around and to try transforming into a cat. While I feel I did manage to transform in a decent way, I am not quite sure since I was in 1rst person. I slowly start losing lucidity and wake up shortly after.

I am very satisfied as it had been a while since I had LDed. Now my goal would be to try to achieve better dream control because I sometimes feel even though I am lucid, the dream decides what I do and not the other way around. But for a start this was very good

Three dreams tonight, and two fragments.

Dream 1: I was outside a school, apparently mine, except it was in a completely different location and appeared completely different.

It was about...five to ten times longer than it was wide, and had a complicated network of small flights of stairs and small rooms instead of reasonably large hallways and classrooms. The color scheme was a beige color for the walls, floor and ceiling, with a brown for the doors. Everything was also a mess. Chairs were randomly placed around rooms and such, and there were no tables. I wandered around for a bit, finding the aforementioned information, talked with a few DCs (though I do not recall the conversations), and the dream ended.

Dream 2: I was playing some kind of third-person stealth shooter with a friend, and I cannot recall any details about him. There are a variety of scenes I remember, such as a wooden bridge spanning a cliff in a desert, with a guard at one end. There was also something about a dragon, which I cannot fully remember, but it was green and resembled a plushie, to an extent.

At one point, we were infiltrating the enemy base or some such, and it had overly-large hallways, as if they would move tanks around or something. The color scheme was blue. For anyone who has played Lost Planet 2, there was one level that resembled this. There were windows and guards everywhere, but we were somehow not detected. There was one part in particular where there were two paths - one forward, turning right, and an offshoot to the right, which led to some kind of security room to the left, and a lounge/bathrooms to the right. Proceeding down the hall and turning right, there was some kind of dual-gate security checkpoint.

At this point, it was less "playing a game" and more "controlling the character directly from a third-person perspective." I knew there was a guard on the other side of the door, but I thought I could take care of him. I closed the first door I passed through, and went to open the second one.

In retrospect, as I am recalling this, I distinctly remember never actually having any weapons of any description. I also apparently referenced the Metal Gear (Solid) series when referring to the guards - though I have only played MGS4.

So, the second door closes. I am facing the second door, and turn to the right - there is a window looking out into the corridor. Of all things, I see...a Heavy from TF2 run past, and it starts opening the door. The door opens and the Heavy kills me.

I woke up briefly at this point, did a RC, and it was not a false awakening. It was about...5:30AM.

Dream 3: I was driving to school. The route is completely different. There was someone who looked like he was wearing three traffic cones (one over each leg and one over his torso), and he was jumping back and forth on the road...at 60kph. Another driver and I passed him by driving into the oncoming traffic lane over a divider, then ran a red light.

Note - this is definitely not an accurate representation of my driving skill.

We eventually come to some kind of mall or some such - which is full of those large cargo containers you find on trains and the large cargo ships. We park, and I suddenly find myself outside the car. This "mall" was open on two sides - "open" as in "did not have an exterior wall" - something that would definitely never happen in Winnipeg. Maybe in Hawaii. The roof resembled the interior roof at one section of a place I worked - a greenhouse, though not the "greenhouse" part. My mother apparently buys me these two magnets, with an odd shape - an oval, with a name of some university, then a connecting bar, then a rectangle. On one of them it said something about preferring yellow silk over black gold.

While silk is nice, oil is somewhat important, dream characters....

Anyways, at one point I look up, and seem to briefly drift into something of a daydream/fantasy/what have you - one that occurs in real life from time to time, and I speak to this other character (specifically, Lucina from Fire Emblem: Awakening), and mutter something about "being home." (Note - I use these "daydreams" for lack of a better term to interact with whatever characters are present in whatever game I'm playing to pass the time, or to relieve boredom). We get up to the "school" which is an incomprehensible mess of what looks like oddly-shaped vehicles and buses parked together. I'm looking around for an entrance, and see some of my (IRL) friends.

We chat briefly, and I ask where an entrance is - one of them says that they are waiting for people to get out of the way, as all of the entrances were blocked. So we wait about five seconds, and walk up some stairs. We enter this "bus" for lack of a better term, and I sit down next to them (not noticing that they are already sitting - and they were definitely behind me). Another friend of mine sits down next to me. I notice a third friend on the other side of the "bus." The second friend goes over to her. I look across, and I see something about free lunches, with a cost of "5" "10" "100" (no currency given), etc. and they were denoted by traffic cones of three sizes and shades - not much difference between them, they were all orange.

At this point I noticed I had no shirt on, but before I could do a reality check, the dream ended.

I think, at this point, I'll consider stairs and traffic cones dream signs until proven otherwise, and perform reality checks as normal.

Dream 4 (fragment): I was playing some kind of turn-based grid-based strategy game resembling Fire Emblem: Awakening. There was a level involving clouds, and I was apparently levelling up the character Morgan (...also from Fire Emblem: Awakening). I also was apparently going to recruit another character on this level, but there were special spaces (which resembled wooden posts) where if I attacked them large sections of the level (which looked like a circle about 6 tiles thick, with a ~5 tile thick bar on the top) would cease to exist, obliterating any non-flying unit beneath them. I accidentally obliterated the character I was going to recruit with Morgan, despite Morgan being on the other side of the map, outside of movement range and such.

I'm not sure whether or not I should play more Fire Emblem or less. Having the characters as DCs should be entertaining, if nothing else.

Dream 5 (fragment): This one was a false awakening, though I forgot to do a reality check - I apparently woke up, and walked over to my closet, which had a white, sliding door on it. I open it up, and walk in. While my closet is a walk-in closet, this one was smaller and wider, and had a peaked ceiling. There was a second sliding door, also peaked, and somehow worked. Opening it, there were several shelves with towels. Dream ends.

All of these dreams were...rather vivid, actually. A shame they were not lucid. I do know which friends of mine were present in Dream 3, I am simply not mentioning their names.

Angie is a friend of mine whom I have not seen in person since we were eightteen, and we really were close friend when we were sixteen. She lives in Europe, I live in the US. We are Facebook friends.

In my dream I had been invited to Angie's birthday party, and was eager to go. However, I kept getting confused: when is the party? Is it today or tomorrow? Check on phone. Tomorrow. When is it? Am I in the car now because I am driving there? If so, I don't have a present. No, the party is on Friday, and today is Thursday (in my dream).

Will I even need to drive there? Couldn't I just walk? But it will be late at night, and the party is barely walking distence. Could my mother drive me there? As long as she stays in the car: it would be awkward if she came in, unlike for that other party of another friend where that was ok.

I am not entirely sure whether I was an adult or a teen in this dream. I think it may have switched from adult to teen in mid-dream.

I was not aware not even a bit, even though with all that confusion I should have questioned that something was wrong. I kept not remembering from one moment to the next when that party will be. When I thought of walking at night, I briefly visualized that, too, but it did not raise any weirdness flags. The dream was quite vivid however. A prime example that vividness and awareness are so separate.

In this dream some parent I did not know was bragging about their children that they napped better, stood taller, progressed better than other people's children, and that it was due to special nutrition.

This dream was rather lengthy and vivid, however, due to the way I was woken up, I could not work more on retaining the memory.

This dream was supposedly about work, but I did not recognize the other people. Throughout the dream I was trying to establish whether a record in the database was a real production record or a fake test record. I went from one set of people to another person. Finally I found a guy who said that it was fake test, and he was sure of it despite only barely looking at it. I said "How do you know?" He: "Because this record is about 'killer potatoes' and there is no such thing." I looked at the data, and yes it was about killer potatoes. I felt so bad for not having noticed that before.

I tried to then establish who had entered this fake record into the production system, but I could not narrow it down to an individual only to a department.