non-lucid

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some multiplayer game(most likely with LV) that looked like Deathtrap Dungeon, there was lots of hidden stuff and secrets, and ofcourse traps, and teamwork was required to go through that. At one point i got sleepy and game got easier when i was sleepy.

Dream 2(fragments):

I had mansion apparently and i was exploring it and trying to figure out where everything leads, then i met some kid that was visitor and he had some kind of abilities. Later i was in some sort of dungeon that had alot of water parts that i had to swim through. I was going in circles but then i found different passageway that leaded into room with statues and lever, that opened exit.

Dream 3:

I was playing some kind of RTS with LV, the map was split into more or less circular sectors by terrain walls and there were passages randomly scattered through some of those 'walls'. For resources there was a tree with ridiculous amount of resources in it at the start point of each player, plus a few trees in spots for expansion bases. I was teching all the way through the tech tree, building various buildings and units but i didn't had much of army, also i was not being attacked through whole time. I even decided to check out different branch of tech tree but units available there were mostly just starting units, so i cancelled idea and instead went scouting. I shortly found LV's base and it was small, much smaller than mine, but seconds later there huuuge army coming for my base. I built a few tanks and artillery cannons(which looked like they were made of LEGO or something), but there were just too many enemy units coming. I lose and then dream skips.
Then i was somehow adventuring through the world that looked like it was inspired by star wars. I was going from planet to planet and doing various tasks and stuff and talking to various humanoid or non-humanoid characters. There also was a number of sides too, including empire, but there was also weird side that were 'guards' of some kind and they used pretty much normal swords compared to everyone else who used more futuristic stuff. I also was visiting some green slug-person in some cave and trying out some weird food, like some weird plants or something, which was unexpectedly rather delicious. Later there was battle of some kind and after that dream ended.

fitful sleep tonight. various fragmented dreams. not well recalled. content is quite shallow except for the last fragment.

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my father and i are driving in the country at night. in a recessed area on the side of the road sits a dollhouse & a wicker shelf that was in my childhood bedroom. the shelf is full of stuffed animals -- i remember one was a dragon. i take some of them with me because i understand i will be going to the hospital soon.

i am then at "the hospital"; it's a distorted version of the townhouse i lived in most of my life. the lights are off. the stuffed animals aren't with me. there's nothing hospital-like about the surroundings; it's just the main floor of the townhouse. there are 2 bro kind of guys visiting a middle aged woman who has tuberculosis. they talk about how she is defecating blood.

i decide to escape. i am suddenly in bright, sunny, warm-hued "downtown toronto" -- nothing like downtown toronto really, just big glass buildings and an immense urban atmosphere -- adrenaline rush, i'm running through beautiful streets, i crest a hill on a cobblestone road and i yell "santa maria! santa maria!"

i am back in the "hospital", i don't remember how this happens. i'm in the darkened townhouse kitchen. there are two nondescript tall men watching me -- the guards. i understand i am here for mental reasons. i think i am fine, but i accept my hospitalization with equanimity. i open the fridge and eat some kind of pastry with a raspberry on top. i hear a voice narrating lil wayne's current medical situation. i wake up.

later: something about a girl at school, i don't quite recall what she looked like - generic teenage girl, probably around 13? she's very bubbly and excitable, a little obnoxious, but she takes an interest in me and i'm glad that someone finds me nice to be around. we are rehearsing something and she starts rubbing her body against mine. i am a little uncomfortable. i point out that it seems dirty; she laughs. next we are talking to each other on a bus. i remember that her backpack is very focal in these scenes. it's a jansport style backpack, mainly white with yellow, lilac and blue thunderbolt designs. we get off the bus with some of her friends and we are in a dark city area. one of her friends is wearing - hard to describe this - platform shoes with the platform made of hard black plastic; they are hollowed out in increasingly smaller concentric circles, like the pattern of a mining pit - goes clear through to the other side. i remember thinking this is really cool, actually i still do. we walk through a bridge-tunnel. we realize that the bridge has no railing and is thus illegal to walk on. the girl comments that she should have removed her shoes (they have a specific name -- it's very german -- i understand that its named after the guy who invented the pattern) and now the people on the adjacent, legal bridge would know she walked on the illegal bridge, because the opening of the tunnel has the same pattern as her shoes. i find this remarkable. a boy with us comments that he's seen the same pattern in greece and i understand that i'm in some kind of european country. the atmosphere in this scene is very nice, everything's lit by soft incandescent streetlamps.

then i am in a distorted version of a thrift store i frequent. my stepmother is getting married, today, and she wants a pink themed wedding. she gives me 5 dollars to buy a dress and she also wants me to look after a young girl (age 3-5, black hair, olive skin). i notice that the girl is wearing lipstick and eye shadow and i think to myself that her father is awful for making her look like a slut. i ask her if she likes wearing eye makeup and she says yes. i can't find a pink dress at the thrift store so i go to a version of the victoria's secret pink store. i find something and i try to steal it but i fail somehow. then an employee asks us to leave. i am frightened for a moment but then i realize it is just because the store is closing.

then i am inside of a south park video game (??) it looks terrible, like some awful game you'd see on newgrounds in 2005 or sth. top-down view, white background (snow) with a grey line representing the road and brown blocks representing buildings. i understand that it was made to be terrible on purpose. i have to go somewhere in the game but every time i try to go there i am transported back. this goes on for a very long time.

finally i return to real life. i am in a different store. this one has bright wooden floors, white walls; it is very open and spacious. the girl and i are standing in front of a white shelf which houses a scattered assortment of strange toys. she takes interest in a toy which seems to be some kind of japanese thing based on jersey shore?? i realize i have spent a very long time in the video game and i should have returned the girl by now; my stepmother must be wondering where she is. the girl's face has changed - her eyes are very dark and there is a swollen red area under her eyes (similar to the famous picture of omayra sanchez -- if you're going to look this up be warned that it is disturbing).

the room has darkened. my stepmother appears. the girl is lying on the ground. stepmother is angry. she tells me that the "death squad" has been informed and people from all over the world are searching for her. i break down crying. i understand that the police will be coming to talk to me.

i walk over to the edge of the room and beyond a short banister is a beautiful landscape. it is hard to describe its beauty in words. i am high above the ground; i can see the peaks of mountains and clouds moving through the deep & light blues of the sky. below me, miles below me, are vast rolling hills and lush greenery. rivers flow through the land. the immense scale is very very difficult to describe. i understand, somehow, that this is Iceland. i want to get closer. there is a very thin wooden tree trunk that i jump over the banister onto. the landscape more beautiful now and I understand that this is not only iceland but Heaven. i almost cry.

i know the police are coming for me soon and my life will be awful. i debate whether to let go of the tree and fall into heaven, or face real life. heaven is so beautiful. i let myself slip a little but then i grip the tree again.

i wake up.

I was overtired when I went to bed last night. As a result, my dream recall is garbage. I'll edit this post and add to it as I recall more throughout the day.

I dreamed that my friend K__ was teaching me and M___ to ride motorcycles and explaining how the throttle worked so we could ride up and down hills.

I dreamed that I set the stove on fire (I was in an apartment I don't recognize, but it was "mine") and threw buckets of water on it to put it out.

Woke up and attempted a half-assed wild but my heart wasn't in it. Saw dreamlets of a fireplace (in my "base") and a flash of the reflections of palm trees and a beautiful sunset in the plate glass window of a house on the beach somewhere in California. My sinuses hurt badly again. I am learning to ignore the heater - it helps that the weather's getting warmer - but I need to take a sinus pill before I go to bed at night.

I was at some large room that looked like a college classroom, the height layered seats all filled to the brim with students, I was in one of the seats closer to the floor where the teacher was. She talking and showing a presentation of sorts. It's about how perhaps if she convinced her mom to exercise her mom wouldn't of got leukemia, or died from it or something. I the pictures of her mother from healthy and mid-life, and then the images progressed fast with diminishing health and ended with white hair. I was preoccupied with this story going on but my attention was broken when the teacher called me to the front of the class. I wonder why she is beckoning me, but I climb sloppily through other students and then down the aisle section brake stairs anyways. As I'm still walking towards the right of the teachers desk, she starts talking to the students about me. She says "Does subliminal voices affect the subject like everyone else?" and then on the screen behind the teacher is a picture of my face and above my face is what the subliminal voices they're sending to my head is saying so the students know since they can't hear it when it's directed at me. I felt it trying to work but I kept mentally blocking it and shaking my head. The teacher seemed irritated that it didn't work on me, then she turned into a curly haired teenage boy with glasses. He got up and tackled me, I pushed back and successfully began to overpower him, then he resorted to a petty thing, he grabbed my glasses that of which appeared from nowhere, and he snapped them in half at the nose bridge, I couldn't believe he did this. I only have two pairs and my second pair appears, I quickly put them on and then I grab his pair off of his face and snap his in half as well. He has two more back ups that he runs for, but I get to them first and snap another, and pop out the lenses then stomp the glass of another and then I run out of the classroom. Its looks like the inside of the Titanic but with a black and white color scheme. There are workers walking around that I feel I shouldn't be spotted by for some reason, so I get into prone position and instead of crawling I slide like a hot-wheel behind the short wooden pillared second story railing. One of the workers spots me and I think she is going to come after me but she doesn't, she runs to another worker in fear, so get up and run around a few corners that leads me to this outdoorish breezeway with groups of slow walking people that I have to jog around to get past. There's all these fair like booth selling products. I pass the one booth and the guy stops me and says "you again?" (I guess apparently I got pierced by this guy at this booth before or something) He motions me to come into the booth which has like Arabian carpets for a roof cover instead of tarp or plastic. I ask what I got pierced by him, I can't remember. He doesn't tell me. He say's "oh look you got new tattoos since then", I look at where he pointed and the tattoo I got was now repeated on my arm three times and I say "What? who would do that?!" and some tattoo artist laughs and says "it's going to keep multiplying".

I'm somewhere in Tampa. It seems inner city-ish. M who works at the skate park is there, and there is some list that I'm looking over. D comes up and asks me if I'm going to show up for something he has...like a concert, and I tell him okay. I meet up with S and some guy who can pass for his brother. The thing is, I shook hands with the guy who looked like S first, and didn't really recognize him. I told him that I thought he was S's bro, and he said I was right, (I'm pretty sure the dream adjusted itself based on my attempts of cognition, which usually use as a RC) then S showed up, and I shook his hand. We both got into the car, and he noticed that I had some fruit in the back seat. He wanted to try some, so I gave him samples of everything. I don't know what the hell this stuff was....never saw it in my life, and it even tasted weird. One of them had the outer texture of a strawberry, but was shaped like an orange. It was red in colour, but sort of dry when I bit into it.

Total sleep: 9 hours
Daytime Techniques: None
Techniques to get Lucid: N/A
Recall Techniques: DJ
Fell Asleep: 7am

Dream Title: The package
Dream:

I am running between tents in an extremely busy campsite. In my hand is a package, that is quite small. Quickly, I run in and out of the tents that are there as I spot my brother nearby. 2 people are chasing him because they think he has the package. He is running from my right across to my left and as we meet in the middle, the people see that I have the package and I know they are after me now. Sneakily, I throw it up in the air and my brother catches is and carries on running. We manage to trick them and they continue to follow me.

I keep running and I eventually come to the youth centre. Running around the back, I blend in with people there. I make my way to the back door and step inside. Luckily, some of them know what’s happening and open a door to my left which leads to a bright white basement that is awkward to get to because you have to use a badly placed ladder. I feel really excited like when you play hide and seek and you’re trying not to be seen. The people tell me when it’s safe to come out, so I step outside. They are now chasing my brother again.

I sprint back to my house and my brother is there, running in circles so that they can’t catch him. Continuing past him, I head towards the house opposite us’ back garden. Without looking at my brother, I automatically catch the package that he threw and I have a good head start on them. When I get to the back garden a thought pops into my head that it’s not normal to be able to run this fast for so long, but I dismiss it and continue. The garden looks a lot like my grandma’s but to the left is a small supermarket.

Suddenly, the woman is in front of me, so I move to the left and do a wall run move, but on a tree and I get past. Halfway through the wall run, I throw the package to Adam, who is a bit ahead of me. We both carry on running to the back entrance of the shop and go inside. Slowing down to a walk, we quietly make our way through. He is on the aisle to the right of me. Banging footsteps sound near him, and the package comes flying over the top into my hands. My vision stops on the woman stood about 15 metres ahead. I sense the man behind me as well, and start to run at the woman. Trying to catch me, she jogs as well. About a metre before get to her, I drop to the floor and slide under the shelves of food stuff. As the momentum of my slide begins to stop, I rise to my feet and dive out of the window. It happens in slow motion and I can see the shards of glass as the fall.

While I’m still diving out of the window, I throw the package to my brother who is running back up the garden from my left to my right. Behind me I hear the man say something like,

“F****** hell!”

They run after him again and shortly after, a package comes through the air from somewhere. I hide it under my t-shirt, and walk back to the broken window of the shop and lay down on the floor. My thoughts at this moment are that I can act as if I’m a random person that was hurt when the window broke. Soon after, the woman comes back and asks if I am okay. I nod and say I’m not too bad, but she gives me a suspicious look as if she knows me. Suddenly we hear a vibrating noise. I look around (Like when someone whistles when they try to act natural) but we both know the package is vibrating.

As she is about to grab it I pull it out and throw it back outside and I know someone has got it. The woman then grabs her hair in frustration and does a mumbled scream thing. She then says,

“You annoying b*tch”

And walks out of the window.

Personally, I thought it was hilarious.

Awake: 8.30am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 10/15
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 7/10
Length: (how long it felt like) 20 minutes
Emotions: Excited/hyper and happy
Dream Signs/Tags: package, supermarket, campsite

Experiment night 3/7
Experiment: falling asleep while imagining a white letter “a” on area below navel (from dream yoga book). Usual effects for me – increased dream vividness and a greater chance of LD

This evening: somewhat hard to concentrate on the white “a”, some trouble falling asleep after a rather heavy meal. Nevertheless, the first dream was quite strong and detailed, perhaps about 5 hrs after sleep onset.

Dream 1: I was in what looked similar to my grandmother’s building, and it turns out this very important for me irl person, a main DC now lives. I am going up and down the stairs, in the hope that I will finally meet him along the way, but he is not there. I leave the building, standing on the stairs that lead outside, looking at a person that is walking down the street. At first I don’t recognize him, he is wearing a white hat or strange blouse, but then I finally see that it is the DCs I was waiting for. As if this were a real life situation, I try to hide my excitement of seeing him (haven’t seen him for 12 years irl) my eyes shyly looking to my left, then allowing myself to smile and going to greet him. He is being polite, greets me, and says that he hasn’t seen me for a year. “Well, it’s because I don’t live here anymore”, I reply. He makes some remarks about different countries which make no sense at all, I correct him with my knowledge, which by the way is also wrong. Then, the conversation seems to be over for him and he likes to continue on his way. “Wait, why don’t you tell me what you have been up to these days”? I really don’t wanna let him go. I pat him on the cheek the way I do with my bf. That is really strange and embarrasses me, I begin to apologise myself, and then, I do it again! I tell him that I pat my bf the same way, he reacts in some strange way, and his face starts to distort and now he has some facial features similar to my bf. I am quite worried about what he thinks about me in this dream and apologize for my weirdness again and try to change the subject. [end]

8:30 Our neighbours wake me up. I write down this dream and I decide I will try to WILD at 8:50. First WILD attempt ever. Initially, I was too alert, a lot of thoughts in my head, then I finally manage to relax with some nice thoughts. I wake up at 10:35 - WILD fail. I remember a dream but decide against writing it down because that will wake me up too much. I try DEILD. DEILD fail. I continue sleeping. BF is already up, walking around.

12:30 – I finally wake up, disappointed, and I have no recall of any dreams whatsoever. I isolate myself with my notes and want to remember. Nothing. Did I dream about a school? Yes! Finally, some fragments begin to emerge:

Dream2: This was the one immediately after the WILD attempt. It was the first day of school for the year and I am in my high school (DS). My mom is with me and I don’t like that. I try to send her away, telling her that I am going to class. She leaves the building. I have other plans too and leave the building, looking for someone familiar outside. There are fewer people than I expect. Some guys are playing, throwing a tennis ball that lands in my hands, I awkwardly toss it back, having trouble controlling my movement, it goes in the wrong direction, but they manage to catch it. I wake and know that I have failed the WILD.

Dream3: [Fragment]After watching some factories, I hear my friend DC from school (DS) tell me some arguments about China. He says that they had a country only for 80 years or something like that. He was discussing the development. I told him that he is wrong, and there had been China, for some 5000 years, though not in its present form. Tribes and clans that have come together and apart over time. I tell him that some 3000 years BC the Chinese were already highly advanced, and I refer to a pottery that exists irl (I saw on wiki December 2011), that he can check online if he doesn’t believe me. I feel guilty for arguing with such a fervor with him…

Dream4: There is some kind of international festival, where young girls wear national traditional dresses. I am looking around, and become part of an “active audience”, which is part of the set. There is a cupboard with some objects that faces the stage, rather than the audience. This is where I stand. I start messing with the objects that are placed on the cupboard. There is a miniature watch, which literally falls apart in my hands. I try to fix it, but small parts keep falling to places that I can’t even reach. I try making the watch or whatever it is stay in one place, then I hide it somewhere at the back. I look at the objects on the cupboard, I made such a mess there, I feel embarrassed, hoping that no one will notice and that this does not influence the play in any negative way. A DC woman with authority comes and looks at the mess. She doesn’t notice anything out of order and I feel relieved. She is more concerned with finding some suspicious individuals, a renaissance picture and a news article is presented to me. It tells briefly the story of three pirates, a man and two women, one of them, I identify as myself. The DC woman tells me that these are dangerous and it is possible that they are around. I become worried that she might discover my true identity, but luckily she doesn’t. The performance is about to begin. Now it is more like a theatre act than a dancing performance. I make remarks that it isn’t the plot? that people are here to follow, but rather the performance and play of actors. That’s what it is all about.

Dream5: I was talking to a DC real estate agent. He looked at the nearby river and found it really disgusting. He said that he would never live near a place like that. I agreed with him and told him that I felt sick from the river. I would rather live somewhere high up the mountains. I looked and there was a green-yellow hill with some houses on it. Some misty clouds were over the hill. I would rather live there, I thought. Then I fly/zoom over the hill, looking for a place where we could move to. I reach some kind of city suburbs, with strange buildings, not industrial, but rather they look like some past communist memorials. I remember in the dream that this was exactly the path of the processions from the day before that I saw on dream TV. (fake memory?) In front of the memorial are some Czech enthusiastic young people, they are members of a youth communist organization and seem to be celebrating. I try communicating with them in an eastern European language that I make up at the moment, something like eastern European Esperanto. [end] The movie that my bf is watching in the other room is getting too loud and I finally wake up.

Mood after Dr1 Wake: Sad
Mood after final wake: A bit irritated with myself as no LD, and initially no memory of dreams

This lucid was short but I haven't had one in a while.

My friends Sam, Moo, and Johnathan were at Sam's house and his parents weren't home. We were upstairs when his mom showed up downstairs so they went downstairs as I was laying on a bed upstairs. Finally, I got up and went downstairs but I was really tired from laying down so I was stumbling around and acting really drunk but his mom didn't seem to care. We go to his kitchen were some overweight man is serving spaghetti but it looks really old and nasty so I tell them that I'm going to go home and get something to eat from my house and the boys say they're coming with me but I yell at Moo to stay for some reason. Then Johnathan, Sam, and I walk outside and it's actually outside of Moo's house but my mind doesn't pick that up. I look up to see the sky is at ceiling level and it's made out of black and white coca-cola bubbling or something like that. Ding!

That's when I knew I was dreaming. I think 'yes this is a dream, Grey this is a dream!' trying to get the dream to get even more lucid but it still seems pretty dim, so I remember to shout "Clarity now" three times and it gets pretty clear. I look up to the sky to see it's a very vivid blue that I've only seen in other lucid dreams. The dream started spinning for no reason and I couldn't stop to stabilize it so it crashed into nothingness.

In this dream My husband and I had moved back to Bloomington, Indiana. Our kids were not there and I did not notice.

Before we even managed to get settled, an older woman (not old) but older than me (perhaps my mother's age) offered to guide me through the town in her car, and I accepted. So I separated from my husband.

I don't remember all of the tour, but it was lengthy, and I remember I got little out of it

Although at one point we stopped by the library, and a young male librarian somehow figured out I was Polish, and he spoke Polish too. He brought out lots of Polish sweets. I knew that while I could handle them, I could not eat any, even though I wanted to. I unwrapped some chocolates from their foil wrapper. I asked him where the closest Polish store was. He did not know even though he had all these candy, so he went to ask someone else, but he could not figure out the answer. I apologized for messing up (unwrapping) his chocolate candy. I tried to rewrap it, but the wrapper was no longer there. So I wrapped it in a green cloth napkin instead, and left it next to the books on a counter.

We continued the town tour in a car, but I was getting bored and tired. So I told the woman, and she seemed annoyed. I explained that we just got here into town, and I had not even had a chance to walk into my own new home yet. It became clear that even though she had picked me up close to where I lived, but she was unwilling to drop me off there. I could study the bus schedule. She had a bus schedule in the car, but I could not figure out how to read it, so I got out of the car and approached a bus stop to read anothe bus schedule there. That's when I realized that I did not know my address, nor which neighborhood we lived in or how far I was.

I took out my iPhone to try to contact my husband. An app was up, and I tried to close it, but I got an endless supply of Do you want to Exit? Prompts from this app, and hitting Exit just brought up a slightly different menu with Exit as one of the options.

I heard someone call my husband's name. I saw him approaching with a group of students. Only then I realized that it was just someone who had his name, and kind of looked like him (not really).

Somehow I made it home (either scene shift or new dream). My husband and I decided to hire a prostitute who was a friend of ours by the hour to help us unpack and improve our new home. The young woman was very excited by this assignment which was a refreshing change from her usual.

3/15/13 Friday

I'm watching Late night show Ferguson and him talking about mosquitos in Florida gave me recall of my long and detailed dream I had last night. All I remember from it, that I was visiting with someone and slept over and in the morning I opened the big glass door to outside. Didn't close the screen door either and mosquitos waiting on the screen door got inside and guy who lives there was asking who let them in.

And I just remembered another dream. This one was inspired by reading some posts in Lounge how somebodys bungholes hurt because of something rather.

So in my dream, there was a shawing razor that I disassembled, a guy, someone else and a certain person from DV with red stars. That's all I can say.

Another one - someone is teaching me how to pronounce some word.

I dreamed of normalizing numbers to enable better comparison, and plotting them on a chart.

This is actually something I am currently working on at work: an unfinished task which I shall do on Monday.

I wonder if the numbers in my dream represent something different than the numbers at work. Was this a straight dream of just working on a real life problem, and practicing it to help me do it better on Monday, or was it a reapplication of a technique from waking life to a different problem in a dream? I do not know. I do not remember anymore whether in the dream I knew what the numbers represented, I do not remember the actual numbers nor the resulting charts.

[COLOR="#800080"]I was in my bedroom watching a picture which is on my wall...And then there appeared the things with + and - with the scale of how much i want the girl in the picture to smile and then She smiled and I was like: What? Waaaait a minute..Im dreaming! And I did the nose reality check..I dont know how my sister appeared and i told her to hold her nose and she did it and then i told her:Hey youre dreaming! And she didnt had any special reaction...I tried to fly and the i flought a little..And then I tried to go outside by my window because there was a mirror on the hall and i didnt want to see myself in it..And it failed...So i told my sister : Omg we have so much things to do! Lets go outside! So we went outside(and when we was in the block hall i maked myself some clothes and i could only the shorts and i was naked on the top o-o) and It was day and I met my classmate(boy,Gabi)(they didnt look very surprised that i was naked on my top) and some other boys there which i think I know and then my mother and my dad appeard on a thing and they had like 4 red bags full of things like clothes,makeup things,food and then i asked my mom for a top and she said it was in the bag so i searched and i couldnt find it then i asked her again she searched again and she didnt found it so she gave me some money..Then i dont know how i leaved the block again and this time it was kinda nighty(The best night ever) And then i met a guy I never met in real and i was ready to jump on him saying im pregnant(Weird huh) but i just fell because he didnt catch me he looked really fasty(he wanted to get somewhere fast)..on the other block there was some red tops hanging on a thing Then i told my sister:Lets go eat! Then i entered the block and there was a BubzBeauty cooking girl :| The room was decorated in brown and brownish colors And i asked bubzbeauty to make me a Happy Meal (Because i thought it was a Mcdonalds) then she gave me some things with cheese inside and i was like wtf and then i left Then i was somewhere i dont know and i told another person to do the reality check (the nose one) and he also realised He was dreaming and then someone went to marry and i didnt saw me after then i just saw bubzbeauty then suddenly i got in my bed(in the part that i was sleeping and i couldnt move) and there was a photo the one like TOXIC and it was red with white and then there was a timer and first it appeared 15:45 and i knew it was the end of the lucid since i was going to wake up and then bubzbeauty screamed : Are you ready?! And then i looked at the timer back then it was 2:45 and then i lost the dream it faded away the things started to get fizzy and i couldnt move myself and then i woke up...![/COLOR]

Yesterday morning I did remember some dreams and tried to store them in my dream palace, but I wasn't really awake enough to make it stick, so I forgot them the next time I woke up. :/

I lost some of today's dreams, I wish I had tried to store more before they were lost. I need more practice coming up with imagery on the fly. (I can think of some now that would have been perfect!)

Dream:

I turned in homework to an old teacher (Ms S). It was two pieces of artwork. I had to cut one to a smaller size, which was a headshot of Eridan from Homestuck. I cut a little too much on one side and had to cut the other to match. When I handed them in, the other piece turned out to be Eridan too. I said the headshot was from years ago, like it was a punchline. The headshot piece starts falling apart in her hands and turns into curly fries with bacon bit pieces. She acted like that was what she figured was supposed to happen.

The scene changes.

There was some kind of aristocratic-like party going on, the style reminds me very much of From Eroica With Love, with the more grayscale coloring - including the gay aristocrat figure. There was something about a guy who found the main DC attractive, I think someone was pointing it out to him...

Fragment: Ordering coffee with someone and sitting down together.

Dream recall from today's naps, plus one from yesterday which i forgot to add into this DJ, 1 DILD from yesterday, 1 from today and 2 WILDs from today, 4 total.

Yesterday's nap:
Can't recall most of the dream but at one point i was at home near my PC, with headphones on. I started hearing binaurals and was thinking why i listening to them at that point. I took off headphones and still could hear them, thus realizing that i am dreaming. I rubbed hands and looked at the bed, which was a mistake. Shortly dream started destabilizing that there was something scratching my head. Then i was in the bed and shortly scratching resumed, i seen hand, i pulled it and it was apparently dad. Dream faded out.

Today's nap #1:
I wake up in my room and take off headphones, confirming that i am dreaming, i am about to do stabilization but dream fades out.

Today's nap #2:
Dream 1:
I am in the bed and i start hearing loud explosions, that start coming closer and closer, i open eyes, there's flashes outside and also i am lying in different position, i take off headphones and binaurals still playing, confirming that i am dreaming and i stabilize the dream by feeling the bed and rubbing hands. I stand up and start moving to balcony, field of view becomes all weird and changes as i move, becoming smaller and larger and smaller again. As i try to run for balcony door gravity becomes lower and i start moving too slow to open it. I am about to try again but dream starts fading out, i attempt to grab onto it and i am back in the bed, before i can do anything dream fades out again.
I wake up for a bit, memorize recall and go back to napping.
Dream 2:
Can't recall much of start of the dream, i was in some sort of minecraft looking game and there was some sort of battle, then i went into weird bunker with a few people and it was made out of TNT. Then someone apparently ignited the TNT and there was explosion, not all TNT exploded so obviously most of it was fake. I grabbed one block of fake TNT and started smashing it around for some reason, then when group moved i carried it with me. We moved through a few more rooms that were made from differently colored fake TNT. Dream skips.
I was home and still had block of fake TNT with me, i put it down and there was weird machine in the middle of the room that automatically cleaned up stuff that was put onto it with water and also repaired clothes. I was playing around with it for a while then went to bed. Then when i got onto it i spontaneously realized that i was dreaming, but dream instantly faded out. Then i seen some different kind of room but it was super blurry, also i heard binaurals. I was stuck like that for a few seconds then it faded out completely.

First Dream Fragment: I'm in some pizza place, and I walk up to two tables, the table on the left has a group of teenagers, I can tell that they're superficial, judgmental, and perhaps bully's. This intimidates me so I opt to eat at the table to the right that has a man sitting alone, he looks to be in his late 20's or early 30's. The other table had well over ten boxes of pizza but this one only had two so I grab one and the man gives me a strange annoyed/suspicious look. I open the pizza box and he opens his and they are both cheese and garlic pizzas if there even is such a thing. I hear the man make a hiss sound so I look up to see that now his black hair is slicked back, he has a red and black cape, pale skin and sharp fangs. Not even fazed that the man turned into a vampire because of the garlic pizza, I start to eat it.

Second Dream Fragment: I'm on my old elementary school playground. I'm just standing around conversing with dream characters. There's a coach telling us to get ready to race. The girl next to me tells me that she is angry with me, I tell her "don't worry, I'm already plenty angry with myself". She asks me why, I tell her "because my pants pockets are to heavy, I filled them up with too much stuff." I then grab my backpack from out of no where and begin to empty my pockets into the backpack. All that comes out from my pockets are a bunch of folded papers, and a whole lot of crayons, all different colors just keep pouring out. When I my pockets are empty I felt relieved and ready for p.e. We all get in front of the entrance tube of different colored play tubes from like Chuck e. chees or something. The coach says try to be the first one out. I know I got this in the bag, for some reason I already know the layout of the tubes and the right ways to turn. I hear the coach yell GO! and while all the other people crawl through the tubes on their knees all normally, I take off like a missile through the tubes not even touching the tube. As I'm nearing a corner I know I need to turn right in, I know that Psy will be coming the opposite direction, sort of like an obstical. I turn the corner and gangnam style starts playing louder and louder and psy is doing the gangnam style dance in prone position in the tube and I just zoom over him and keep going until I exit the tube.

Third Dream Fragment: I was laying on the couch next to my sister, she was petting the puppy. On the wooden bench next to the couch is sitting some dream character I don't recognize. She's eating chocolate messily. Suddenly she stop eating the chocolate and her eyes open wide and her facial expression changes from relaxed to horrified, and then she points to the bit of couch behind my head. I instantly become afraid and jump up from the couch expecting a spider to be there. I look and I don't see anything, so I get annoyed and ask her what was there. But the DC ignores me and gets really close to the bit of the couch with that look on her face still pointing at nothing.