non-lucid

Something with the team leader from produce, I forget his name. He approached me and I was thinking "Aw crap, he's gonna try to complain about the compost and blame it on bakery." But I woke up before he had a chance to open his fat mouth.

Dream recall from non-lucid naps, fragments.

Nap #1(fragments):

I was on some kind of island with volcano and i was racing with someone and there were some weird creatures. Later i was back at home discussing pokemon games with family, but then dad got randomly obsessed with the idea of turning off my pc for no reason, and as soon as it got turned off dream ended.

Nap #2(fragments):

I was playing some game where i was controlling various mechas to get through level, which looked like some kind of forest area. Then after that i was discussing with LV which mecha from that game was better, i voted for red mechacrab because it obviously had superior range and damage, even though it was slow, and also it's preupgrade form, which looked like green mecha grub, had good characteristics too. LV was voting for mechawolf, i can't recall why.

Even though this dream was about DV conversation, the characters appeared visually like real not just as text. However, I do not remember what any of the dream character representation of DV members looked like.

I just remember the last bit:

TiredPhil (speaking in animated anger to another DV member): "You know it's obvious who is going to help me take lucidity up a level, and help me achieve a higher level of enlightenment."

Felt like I was a player in BF3, in some shitty place like a house next to a alleyway or something. Probably India.

I see two dudes crouching down waiting for someone and I end up killing them, but I knew that they were players* or NPCs*? so I was more confident that I wouldnt die.

weird part: I start humping some lady, but put a pillow in between me and her, a holographic screen comes up over her playing some x-rated video of an asian girl doing the reverse cowgirl, (this was taking place outside the house, but a mountain side blocks sunlight and the outside from looking in?) someone comes outside and we stop. I think.

Felt it was semilucid maybe.

Went to bed saying: Lucid Dreaming is Easy.

I am in a forest with my friend, who is suppose to be meeting her friend that she loves. I jump through the trees and over logs, when I pass by him. He is short for his age, and I don't get the chance to see his face completely. They run off and I am stuck with a fat kid that resembles someone I knew who was a few grades under me in middle school, his name in the dream is Charlie. I walk with him for a few seconds, and he is mumbling something that I can't understand. I then run off towards a tall building. Inside the building, I find my old Spanish 2 teacher and a few Indian ladies.

I don't remember the rest of the dream, it was really fuzzy.

I am in my room, except it is bigger and looks like a luxurious house or apartment with walls and rooms and kitchen and panorama windows and a sunset outside and everything, but still with hints of it being my good old room. In the room with me, there's a tall beautiful Asian girl. My head tells me she's my more-or-less forced mate. We're deep in a conversation and she tells me she was something along the lines of an African princess. As we speak, short glimpses of walking through stinky cattle carcasses lined up behind a small hill with thin trees in a grassy area appear before my eyes. The rest of the conversation is very unclear to me, but I somehow appeared on the chair in front of my computer where I was doing work, when I realized I seemed disinterested in what she had to say. I was unsure what she just said to me, so I replied:
"Oh, so how did that go?" She lit a bit up again with the excitement of me being interested and kept talking.

Side note: I believe this dream was caused from me stumbling across this odd video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiSSDFC3LgA

I had some difficulty initially falling asleep which disrupted attempts to use a mantra. Attempted DEILD last night. Wasn't successful at entering a lucid dream, but it did result in a very long non-lucid that resumed every time I went back to sleep.

These dreams are non-lucid but there is a very, very low level of semi-lucidity running through them, especially the later ones. I was not lucid but had some idea on a very basic level that it was not real, although I didn't realize it was a dream or even unconsciously influence the dreams. The fact that Bun popped up in the first dream was a clue that my dreaming mind was aware on at least a basic level, as summoning and petting Bun was one of my lucid goals. It's especially telling that in the dream, I was aware that this Bun was not the "real" Bun but she was still a perfect replica.

#1 - I have a pet rabbit again. I have named her Bun, after my last pet rabbit, and she looks exactly the same as my "old" Bun. I understand that this new rabbit is not my old rabbit (who died of old age) but she looks and behaves a lot like her. I don't feel sad in this dream. I feel happy that I have my rabbit back, in some form, again.

This is interesting to have popped up in a non-lucid dream, since one of my lucid goals is to summon Bun, pet her, and keep her in my base so I can play with her whenever I want to see her again. This was one of the goals I meditated on as I fell asleep. Alright, I know that's sad, but I miss her a lot.

On a side note: domesticated house-rabbits can be trained with very simple commands. They're devious, though, and not nearly as obedient as a dog.

I am building a cage for her. The cage came in a box, in several pieces, and is about 6' long. I've built a rabbit cage before, but this one is put together very oddly, so I'm having some difficulty.

In addition, New Bun is not trained like Old Bun is, so instead of obediently waiting in the same room as me while I prepare her cage, she keeps running off into areas of the apartment she shouldn't be in. I'm in an old bedroom of mine with light brown carpet. New Bun keeps chewing on the carpet and furniture, even when I tell her "No". I'm not angry, but I am a bit exasperated, because I spent so much time training the last rabbit not to do that and I don't want to have to do it all over again. I keep chasing after New Bun and carrying her back to my room, which is difficult because holding onto a squirming rabbit who doesn't want to be carried AND doesn't want to go where you're taking her is like trying to hold onto an angry water balloon.

She runs off AGAIN and this time I find her wriggling behind a server case, where there are a ton of wires. She's nibbling on the wires and doesn't pay attention to me scolding her. I pull the wires aside and try to grab her, but she wriggles in further. I disconnect the power so she doesn't electrocute herself. I have to move the entire case and disconnect all of the wires in order to get to her, and by now I'm pretty irritated.

I carry her (still as squirmy as before) back to the room and set her down. "Stay!" I command. She doesn't listen perfectly, but doesn't try to charge out the door again. I finally finish putting the cage together, and she bounds into her cage and settles down for a nap.

I wake up. I meditate on the dream and attempt to re-enter.

I fail at a DEILD and when the dream picks up again, I am non-lucid. My "mother", a woman with short blonde hair whom I have never met, comes into the room where I am petting Bun. She tells me that I need to get ready for my graduation ceremony. I close the door to Bun's cage and tell her goodbye.

The dream jumps locations and I am in a graduation ceremony that is being held at a place that is somehow simultaneously a yacht club and a water park. There is dance music playing and there is some sort of after-party. DJs have divided into Red and Blue teams, and over the course of the party, people are supposed to vote on which team's mix they like the most. Blue Team wins, although I don't particularly care. They put their mix CDs up for sale, but I'm not really interested; it's all super clubby "bro" techno. The party ends and it's time for me to pack my stuff up and move.

I wake up and use the bathroom. I meditate on the dream as I do so. When I lie back down the dream resumes. Throughout this section of the dream, I am almost nearly awake; I'm more aware that this is dreamlike but still not aware that I am dreaming, and do not affect the dream even subconsciously.

A friend of the family is helping me move to college. He looks like Dwight Shrute, for some reason, but he's not nearly as much of a jerk or nearly that creepy. The blonde haired woman - who was my mom before, but is now just a friend - rented a U-haul so she and her family could move their stuff, and is allowing me to pack some of my stuff in it since I'm moving somewhere that's sort of on the route to their new home. It's a long trip, and I ride in the back of the cab. "Dwight" chats with me the whole time. I want to chat with him about a movie about a group of people who make video games, but I can't remember the name of the movie and it's frustrating me.

Toward the end of the trip, the blonde woman reappears in the passenger seat - I hadn't known she was there, I think to myself, and think that it's so odd that she suddenly appeared there, but don't gain lucidity. I begin to look through my wallet; I only have a $20 and a $5. "Dwight" had paid for the gas and the blonde woman had paid for the U-haul, so I feel like I owe them something. I am debating the tackiness of handing them $25 total and telling them to split the money amongst themselves when I wake up.

I was apparently teaching how to do WILD to a group of people and then we were adventuring somewhere and were in battle. I recall scene with crashed plane in some area with containers.

Dream recall from nap ~20 hours ago that i had written in keywords but didn't had time to write it there earlier, also i feel like dream was fairly long, 24 hours of dreamtime maybe, even though i didn't had much detailed recall.

I was in the subway, moving to some different place. Then i was at home, testing some things in fraxy, there were some new bosses and interestingly it was 3D and had completely different gameplay. I experimented with some things, but later i figured that i had some control over things, but instead of thinking that i am dreaming i was thinking that i was in some alternate world that was in my mind(close enough ).
I was doing various things, there was some weird city built out of various materials and some stuff was on fire, i was getting ladder to go through, also there was a dog that was getting drunk.
I was back at home and was playing around with ability to create various characters, i created a bunch and then was watching some videos with them, some humanoid dog was one of the characters and one of the videos was something hockey related.
After a while something made me think that i was dreaming, but i didn't had much awareness nor memories of waking life so i was worried about it ending, and then i heard voice of all characters, which sounded evil: 'we don't want you to leave'.
Dream faded and scene changed into some other place and i lost lucidity, i was hiding from two doctors who were running around with scissors and wanted to cut off my dick( ).
Then i woke up back at home, but before i could do reality check, objects around suddenly started vanishing and then i woke up properly.

I was playing a weird sort of table tennis in the very small room before the bathroom in my house. There was a 'dealer' or 'server' who started a round by throwing a ball into the air at the little table in front of me, which I then had to shoot through the door opening into the entrance room, where my old classmate and untrustworthy friend Tobias stood at his own little table. After a few tries I noticed that it would be impossible for me to get the ball to his table, as the direct line between our tables was blocked by the wall and the door frame. I said what I had just noticed and the dream moved to the hallway above the stairway. We now stood a bit closer to each other too, used the same table, but had a piece of paper we each had to hit. I barely managed to serve the ball in a way that even hit my own paper, and never managed to hit his paper as well. I said I was horrible at this, and we stopped the game. I walked toward the stairs, but I noticed an upright case with visible papers in it. The front paper was the drawings I had drawn and hung up on the wall next to my bed to help me lucid dream. On this paper, I had drawn an anchor for stabilization, and an unnatural looking bird creature with markings on it, which is my reality checking bird. Whenever I see this bird, on paper or walking around somewhere, I check to see if I'm dreaming. For some reason though, when I saw the paper in the dream, at first sight it looked like the anchor but with a skull beside it. Tobias asked what I had drawn, so I told him it was a skull. When I got closer, it was just a bunch of doodles, and the skull had turned into the shape of an eye, so I corrected myself to Tobias, it was not a skull, it was an eye.

Total sleep time: 7hrs

Other info: My sleep schedule went overboard again. At least we have proven again that bad schedule results in more deep sleep, less dream recall and diminishing LD chances.

Dream recall method: None. I really felt like giving it all up and skipping the DJ today, but forced myself to write those fragments before they were gone.

Dream1: I am watching a show of some kind and am in the audience. Initially this thing was supposed to start late in the evening, but it got postponed so it began at 4.00 am. Towards the end of it, it is 11.00pm the same evening, and I find it a bit strange that it finished earlier than it began. There are a lot of parents with their small kids and they complain that it is getting really late and their kids need to be in bed. So the show is just about to finish. My mom is sitting next to me. Most of the audience at this point consists of black older women. There is a moderator kind of like Oprah. Music starts to play and everybody begins to clap hands church style. I am trying to move my body in the rhythm but something in me doesn’t wanna do it. I can’t do what they expect me to. Next thing, a song from the 60ies begins to play, a song which I knew in the dream very well. Once more, everybody including my mom knows the moves of this song. It is a strange sequence of finger moves around the head and on the face. My mom encourages me to participate, but again I just can’t do it because this time for real I have no idea what the moves are, so I feel a bit stupid.

Fragment2: I am going back in some place where I see an old friend of mine. It looks like he has made a huge mess, there is lots of water and dirt on the floor and he is trying to clean it with a mop. I wonder if I should do something about it but it looks like he is finishing up. I take some cauliflower from the floor and throw it in the trash. I go back to look for my friend, wondering whether I should tell him about LD and what he will think about it.

Fragment3: Another friend of mine. I was wondering if he is really back. Don’t remember much, but I perceived him very vividly, I guess because I couldn’t believe it was him.

Fragment4: I look around and notice that I am in some German looking city. I say to someone that this looks like the same city I went to a concert a while ago. [I had a very long and vivid dream where I went to a concert in a small German city a few months ago. That dream concert was really cool!]. Then I look around and see that perhaps it’s not the same city.

Fragment5: I was reading a post on DV.

Note to self: “I am going to bed on time tonight. I will notice every feeling I have when falling asleep”.

So I was sort of half-lucid, and I wanted to mess around, have fun, and be a dinosaur. (I think I got the inspiration from earlier in the dream when I saw the skeleton of a T-Rex in some guy's room. Underneath that, there was a hole in the floor that revealed a huge chamber with a huge pterodactyl skeleton. Apparently it was the scene of some boss fight that i'd been to earlier, but I don't remember that, only me reminiscing about it.) I'm in a weird version of my dining room and I'm trying to become a Tyranisaurus Rex but nothing is really happening. I try putting my hands on the back of either shoulder and pushing my arms forward to the front of me like a T-Rex's arms are, but nothing really happens. My dad (and brother?) are in the room and my dad says that transformation in dreams is impossible (I might have told him something like "no it's not"). To summon a character that I write about in real life, I expected her to be in the living room, and then I turn towards the living room and she is there. Her hair is different, though, and I could hardly see her face, but I know she was smiling at me.

I call her to me and ask to her to turn me into a t-rex, starting with putting my arms in front of me like they are on the real dinosaur. First she makes me spread my legs wide apart and I go, "oooh yeah, that's right", because apparently T-rexes have a very wide stance. Then she tries to move my arms forward, and it sort of works, but for the most part it's more like she's bending me than moving just the arms. Then she leaves for some reason and my shoulders sort of creep back into place. I spend the rest of that dream trying and failing to become a dinosaur and put my arms in place.

Later, I'm no longer lucid and I'm with this police officer and he's checking to make sure that my friends and I all have 20 sketches in our sketchbooks (It's kind of been haunting me that 20 sketches are due in my art class in real life). My friends have already been checked and they're standing to the left quite a ways away, and I'm still tearing out sketches from my sketchbook and giving them to the police officer to check (more like putting them on the table in front of him, in a pile). I start laughing as I see and remember about four drawings of the same character in the same pose that I was drawing from a reference that I just couldn't get right. My friends ask what I'm laughing at and I say that I'll need to show them these sketches when I'm done with the police officer. They all look humorously bad (it was Conan from Detective Conan/Cased Closed). I also see some other artwork that I'm surprised I drew, since it was so good. There was a Kaito from Magic Kaito (and Detective Conan/Case Closed, more recognizable as Kaito KID) and there was a drawing of Double D from Ed, Edd, and Eddy with a female purple character that I can't remember.

I think it might have been in the same dream when a school bus pulled up in front of me. I realized that it was my bus, and I hurriedly stuff some papers (the sketches?) into my backpack and slung it on, then there was another, smaller backpack that I had to sling on, and then just as I headed for the door, it started driving away, and I yelled, "HEY! HEY!" and ran after the bus with my hand on the still-open door, but it drove away without me. A teacher there said that it was alright, and that next week I would be assigned to a different bus that I wouldn't miss. I, however, was very angry that the bus left without me when surely the driver could see me or at least my hand. I was walking back to the school with that teacher, my friends, and a bunch of other students, now. The ground was dark and wet, but in my frustration I slammed both backpacks onto the ground (and then put them back on). The teacher scolded me, because who knew if a kid had thrown up there or something, and now I could get myself and everyone around me sick! I scoffed, too frustrated to listen to her.

Later, school has just gotten out. The ceiling has this wavy pattern on it that it doesn't has in real life, and I'm in a hallway walking towards the big main room of my school, toward the buses. Suddenly, when I get near the end of the hallway, a bit of the ceiling slams down right in front of the doors, creating an impassible, stone, wavy wall. Everyone screams and runs the opposite direction to find that the same has happened to the other end of the hallway. Then, the ceiling starts coming down slowly. I take off my backpacks and throw myself to the ground, right under a trough in the waves. It's a tight squeeze, but when the ceiling touches the ground, I survive. It seems that everyone else had the same idea, because when the ceiling rose, everyone was still alive. Many were smiling and laughing, and I was relieved too, but I was shaken, and I ran ahead of my friend to get out of the hallway.

Later, I'm waiting to order and be seated at a fairly nice restaurant with my friend. She is holding this chocolate ball with a different kind of sweets inside it. I ask her how it works, and she tells me that we both (, taking turns?, ) smash it with our fist(s?) and whoever has the most chocolate on their hand(s?) is the winner, and gets to eat the rest of the ball. My friend or her family alerts me of something that takes me away from the group, and when I go back to them, they are seated and have their food in front of them. My grandma (who is apparently now my friend's family and not mine) tells me to try her food, which is a baked potato with the usual stuff, but also drenched in syrup. It tastes okay. The waiter comes by repeatedly but never asks if I'd like to have anything or if I'd like to order, and I'm not courageous enough to ask for a menu or anything myself. I'm very angry that everyone ordered their food without me, when they wouldn't have had to wait very long for me to get back.

i am at the "doctor's office" for a checkup. the doctor's office is a large circular mezzanine located in a tall cylindrical structure. everything is made of brushed metal and creates a sort of sci-fi atmosphere. a red and yellow cylindrical tower rises from the centre of the structure. my father is here also. i am naked. the doctor says that i am very underweight and my father is greatly concerned by this. to demonstrate how thin i am the doctor picks me up and begins shaking me around.

then i am in a house. there is a dog here, a small cream-coloured husky. i understand that i will soon have to leave here forever. there is a feeling of great sadness.

next i am "downtown" with a chubby teenage girl. we wander into an alleyway and open a door to a dilapidated corridor. there are three doors here, each with windows; from what i can see through the windows, this appears to be some sort of child sex ring. the rooms house a number of female children, ages 8-12; they are all naked. the girl and i enter one of the rooms and we're relieved to discover (by looking at a framed poster on a wall) that in fact, this is not a child prostitution operation: the children are just working for a cereal company! this makes complete sense to us.

we enter another room. this room is white and contains several young girls who are all clothed in 50s style blue-white dresses. they have various deformities; it soon dawns on me that this is an institution for the mentally disabled. one of the girls tries to bite me. we leave.

next, my boyfriend and i are attending a music performance at a coffee shop. we arrive after the performance has finished, so we offer to put a tv show on to entertain the others. i want to put on a show about a frog without a tongue, but my boyfriend is intensely disgusted by this. i decide to put on a show about dolphins instead. however, all the dolphin shows i can find are crappy cgi videos; we want to look at real dolphins. the song vox humana - deerhunter is involved somehow. (absolutely amazing song, listen to it).

I'm walking through the very crowded breezeway at my old elementary school. Though obviously visible, I'm trying desperately to not be seen. From head to toe my body is covered in black clothing. I stop walking when I see two of my cousins. They haven't seen me, so I run to the flight of stairs next to the office and don't look back.

Dream Fragment 1: I'm standing really close to a man who looks like John Barrowman (an actor). We're in an aisle of a store. He looks so upset and I feel really apologetic. He moves closer to me and smiles.

My sister and I came out of a house in the small village called Holme near our home. I somehow assembled the skeleton of a weird transport vehicle out of random pipes and other metal pieces, and just so, my sister and I got on board with me as a pilot. I pushed off in the direction of our house. Literally pushed off. I had to push the vehicle off the ground with my leg to get it floating, and not long after that, it sunk back down to the ground. Like many other supernatural things in my dreams, the vehicle used hope and belief as fuel, and apparently I didn't believe that it would fly, at least not for it to fly more than very awfully. We did cross a few rooftops however, even though it felt those houses were the size of dollhouses.