non-lucid

03.10.2013

Lab Torture (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am a young girl, maybe 7 years old. I am locked in a laboratory where an evil man is performing cruel experiments on me and this boy who is a few years older than me.

The boy is thrown back into the lab after one of his tests. He says that he has been shot in the stomach and needs my help getting the bullets out. He hands me a pair of needle nosed pliars and starts to take off his shirt. I'm somewhat confused, because he has breasts like a girl, but he is a boy in every other aspect. I decide to not think about this.

He shows me where he had been shot, but the wounds are completely healed and are now just scars. He seems confused. I realize that he must have special healing powers, and I tell him this. He says it makes sense, because they injected him with something before his tests started.

I get an idea. "This might sound kind of gross," I begin, "but... Do you think that if I drank some of your blood, it could heal me?" I currently have a broken arm because the evil scientist became angry with me.

The boy says it couldn't hurt. He is just about to give me some of his blood when the scientist rushes in. He looks furious. "HOW DARE YOU TRY TO TAKE HIS BLOOD!?" he screams at me. I curse myself for not realizing we are being monitored.

He visciously breaks both of my legs until I am screaming and crying on the floor.

There was more to the dream after that, but I no longer remember.

Original entry dated Feb. 18th, 2002:

I dreamed that I woke up and pressed my hand against my forehead. My skin was moving. You know how it feels when goldfish (or any other sort of fish, except for maybe piranhas and oscars) nibble at your fingers? It felt like that - all over my forehead - dozens of tiny moist nibbles.

I got up and looked in the mirror. My forehead was covered in dozens of tiny red... mouth-things... only without teeth. Moist, cherry-red little mouths, each about the size of a pimple, gapping open and closed and each of them making tiny peeping sounds like baby chicks. I couldn't stand looking at them, or bringing my hands anywhere near my face - I just wanted to gouge them off...

...I went to the doctor, and they were apparently some sort of parasitic infection. I learned that, unfortunately, it spread really fast and through skin-contact. There was only one way to treat them, too. The doctor had to inject each mouth - individually - with an antibiotic ointment. It wasn't so much painful as disgusting. When they died, they shriveled up and fell out in tiny brown balls, leaving dozens of tiny, deep holes in my forehead.

My dreaming mind wants to know why bother with dream fragments. My waking self is shocked that this is not clear.

Too groggy now to type.

EDIT:
This dream fragment indicates that my subconscious mind is becoming impatient with dream journal and dream recall, and would like to cut some corners. My conscious mind says "No!" First of all right now most of the dreams I remember are dream fragments, and it's still way too early to take dream recall for granted and not to work on it as hard as I can. Also a lot of my dream fragments have been gems in my opinion: I greatly enjoy and treasure them, so not focusing on recalling and writing down all dream fragments would be a bad idea.

I started out in my dream at my mother’s house. It was night time. I was apparently in bed. I, my mother, and my brother woke up to bombs roaring in the distance. Outside, our house was on a hill in the desert. I looked out of a bedroom window and saw the bombs lighting up the night. It wasn’t lightning. There was some sort of alien cruiser dropping bombs on a city. The skyscrapers were futuristic looking. There were fires on the side of the buildings. It was really dark, so you couldn’t see anything except when the bombs light up the sky. Now this cruiser wasn’t Covenant, UNSC, or Forerunner from halo. I play halo a lot, and know what their ships look like. It wasn’t from any movie I have seen. I could only see a glimpse of the ship’s shape, and I couldn’t tell what color it was because of night time. It kept shooting burst of electric balls down on the city. This was their bombs. Then I knew it was time to gear up. I opened the closet. There was camouflage and tactical gear in the closet. There were assault rifles called SCAR/MK 16 in there too. It was awesome. Soon as we were geared up, we decided to get out of the house and get away from there. Right before we were about to go outside, the US army is running past our house, shooting back at something. They were shooting at 8 feet tall aliens in metal armored suits. They had helmets and really strong armor on. Then an M1A1 Abrams come out from behind the house and killed the alien. We quickly ran out of the house and joined up with the army. The dream then faded. This concludes my dream.

Recall from naps also stabilization suddenly does not works?

Nap #1:
Dream 1:

I wake up, take off headphones, can still hear binaurals. I do some stabilization, rubbing hands. As i go towards balcony dream just fades out.
I wake up for a short period of time.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was at home watching some anime and dad suddenly entered room and started talking that he hates that certain dude from that anime. He explained it that they were in the same bath house(somehow), and anime dude was the only one not naked and was laughing at him.

Dream 3(fragment):

I was browsing some stuff on my PC and writing DJ entry, then i got to change chair and as i got into different chair i got paralyzed and dream faded out.

Nap #2:
Dream 1:

I wake up, take off headphones, can still hear binaurals. I do some stabilization, touching bed with hands and rubbing hands. As i go towards balcony dream just fades out again.
I wake up for a short period of time.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was helping friend with anime translation or something and we were not able to find meaning of 'Hakuda'. We had idea that it had something to do with ice(Apparently not).

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Prebed: 15MG Melatonin, 300MG B6, 32 oz. Light Beer
Bedtime:10:45PM
WBTB: 3:00AM/Brief, 125MG Caffeine Pill

I have been really lazy with my DJ. It seems that keeping an off line private non-lucid DJ is less motivating than an online public one. I guess I am going to try to make a bigger effort to post non-lucids from here on out. It really seems to boost my recall.

No recall prior to WBTB. A few fragments after alarm.

Fragment #1: I vividly recall folding a green table cloth on the floor. I struggle with it.
Fragment #2: Lost needing directions. Looking for the "bar strip". Overhead digital map. Someone points out a loop the resembles Branson, MO.

Ball Lightning - 3:59AM - MILD fail

have an extremely vivid visual dream about an approaching storm. I am trying to park my car but the brakes and transmission wont cooperate. The other cars keep getting in the way. It takes a long time to finally get parked. I see the approaching storm. I wanted to watch lightning so I waited. I can't hear anything because my wife is next to my talking really loud and the radio is turned up. I sort of rudely tell her to be quite and listen. This brilliant ball of lightning appears in the sky and dances around all crazy. It turns into may symbols and geometric shapes. The light is almost blinding but I feel no pain in my eyes. I get extremely excited and try to get the DCs standing around to look but they seem disinterested. Then, the lighting turns into an advertisement. It clearly makes the word SKECHERS then SYNERGY. I lose my excitement as I soon realize its just a high tech holographic billboard. I say to myself, "That's a little disappointing but still really cool." I wake up. I have been asleep 60min.

BTW, I Googled "skechers synergy" and found out there is a womens training shoe by that name.

Liquid Movie 5:22AM

M my sister-in-law has a "liquid movie" in what looks like a soda bottle. Apparently the liquid contains data that you can pour it out in to some device and watch a movie that way. Really it just looks like a bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper. I notice she has the words "4th watch" written on the side in marker. I take it to mean she has watched it 4 times. For some reason I think is it a movie with Fred Astaire. His face come to my mind. I see this exact picture in my dream.

The funny thing is I had to Google to even know if this was a real name or not.
Another example of locked away memory being accessed in dream time.

I'm A Cop 5:29AM

I pull up to an area under a bridge that is crowded with parked cars. My cop car looks really 1950's-ish. I get on a loud speaker and say, "I know like a nice..Ppp. fishing poles." I realized I messed up and correct myself pronouncing my words carefully. "I know you like a nice place to fish but this is private property. Leave now and you won't be arrested."

People scatter and complain but most do as asked. I am relieved because am with a rookie and I don't think we can handle all the people.

Suddenly, I am on foot looking for a few that didn't listen. I follow my partner to the water but he seems to have disappeared.

I get thoughts of needing a K-9. Then I associate that with Reno 911.

I see Deputy Travis Junior find some weed with his K9 and we decide that we are just going to smoke it.

Then I turn around and I am in my house. I see Auron is playing some FPS on XBOX Live. He is talking a lot of trash to the other players

We Left Him 6:31Am

I am down town with my wife there is some parade starting. It turns out to be a Thanksgiving Day parade. I get confused because this is march. I say to my wife, "Shouldn't this be a St. Patrick's Day parade?"

Before she answers I realize my son is missing. I become frantic as I realize we left him in a restaurant. We hurry back and I see he is not were we left him. I run to the restroom and see that he is sitting in a urinal. There is a boy of about 5 in a urinal next to him. I ask him who did this and he tells me it was his dad. I sense his dad is in a stall. I start to confront him but realize I am at fault for leaving my son alone. I take him out and see that he is covered in dark shit.

I try clean him but its like tar and hard to remove. Even the wet wipes leave a sticky white residue. I am now in my bed with him and I start to worry that the shit will get on the blankets.

Past People 7:50AM

I am sitting in an area in Wal-Mart with a bunch of my ex-wife's old friends that she worked with at Olive Garden. I feel awkward that I am hagging out with them now that we are divorced. I notice that we are all in Halloween costumes. We seem to be waiting for L. There was some talk about how shes had it rough lately and I truly feel bad for her. Suddenly I see Ice-T next to me. He is wearing something in all black. He gives me a severe look and I feel nervous. I think that he and L had a past romance. Then, he nods approvingly at me. I nod back, smile and feel at ease.

I continue to sit next to Ice-T and wait looking for L to show. For some reason I keep looking at a spot in the floor and wonder why there is not a pool of water there.

As I am sitting and thinking I remember my ex girlfriend. In the dream we are still dating. I think how it's been a really long time since I talked to her and maybe I should text her. I have a book in my hand that is supposed to be Facebook. I flip the pages but can't find her as a friend contact.

Then my wife shows up and I think of her as my fiancée. I wonder what kind of creep I am to have a fiancée and a girlfriend at the same time. I close the facebook book and try to hide the fact that I was trying to talk to my ex gf. My wife doesn't know who she is and is really trying to help me figure out the problem. I dismiss the idea until she gives up.

I am now on a bench with some old men. We are talking about how we sound like the grumpy old men from the Muppets and laugh.


I look at my wife who is next to me but she has turned into an old man with a gray beard. I feel really sick and wonder how I am married to an old man. I wake up relieved to see my very beautiful and feminine wife lying next to me!

Fragment #4 8:05AM

I am in the middle of vivid tactile sex with my wife when someone comes into the bed room. I think it must be one of my daughters and we hide.

Eh, barely any recall again, i hope it gets better.

I recall seeing sky/open area and also there was something about electronics.

I don't really remember my first set of dreams much since when I woke up, I went straight into some others, but...

A lot of it was an FPS, but I don't remember much except that I was using an assault rifle from Halo, and as soon as I complained about wanted a battle rifle, I found one on the ground. I then laughed and said, "ask and you shall receive!" or "speak of the devil!" or something like that.

Later, I'm walking down this hill that I had gone down before when I was on a hunting trip with Arthur from Merlin. I wasn't Merlin, but I had the same job. I was trying to collect the grouse that he had shot, but I was finding them really gross since they were dead and had been for a while, and was having a lot of trouble even picking them up.

In my next dream, I entered it with a WILD straight into my kitchen, where my Mom was standing in the room and my brother was sitting at the bar. I walked around the island and stood at the other side of the bar from my brother, looking around. My vision was getting pretty annoying. My brother said something but I shushed him and said that I wanted to focus on becoming more clear/lucid. I looked at my hands, but they seemed tiny and far away. I focused on making them seem closer and more realistic for a little bit, and it was working a little, but then I decided to work on my surroundings instead. For some reason when I looked at things from a certain angle, I wasn't able to see below my glasses, like when a game glitches. I was really annoyed by it, but I didn't even think to just take off my glasses.

I was in a sort of building that had a labyrinth,i remember that there were lots of people in the getting inside and so i got there too. When i got inside they were diving us into mini groups and so i saw a whole bunch of people from my old primary school.

After we got through the freaking maze trying to kill us 6 we finally got into something that looked alot like a grocery store,for some weird reason i was going for a bunch of chicken covered in honey.

Then when i got out of there i went into a store of cloth.There was a friend of mine that i havent seen in about 4 years now and so he was selling cloth.

My mother just got inside the store about 10 secs after me shouting at me and saying that i couldnt work in that store cause i dont have any experiences with the market.

In all these weird occasions i didnt ask myself if anything was wrong,woke up feeling dumb.

Alright, so this time I decided to take 500 mg of L-arginine before going to bed to see what the effect would be.... This one wasn't based so much on neurochemistry research so much as just going off of anecdotal evidence. Vivid dreams are not infrequently reported with L-arginine. My trial with it was interesting.... My first impression was that it had been unsuccessful. I awoke after roughly seven hours of sleep without memory of any other awakenings and no dream recall at all. You know, often even when you don't remember your dreams you can still remember that you experienced something, you just don't know what it was. Not so with this... I had a totally blank slate. I remembered thinking a couple things, but that's it. I wasn't even sure if those were actually parts of dreams or not. I also woke up very much "in the mood", another reported effect, so I figured that that would probably be the end of it and I wouldn't really get anything out of it because I generally have a hard time falling back to sleep in that case. Then I rolled over and passed out very quickly.

And here's... what I got.

Emotional Responses [Non-Lucid]

My memory first really steps in when I was locked in the bathroom in my house in the dark, lying in the bathtub. Probably related to the fact that I took a bath last night, but there was no water in it in the dream. The fact that it was almost pitch black makes this part of the dream a little hazy in my memory, but otherwise the dream was quite vivid. I had some memory of what exactly was going on.... Basically, there was this evil witch, or some other dark force, who was haunting our house, and she worked by using illusions to play with your emotions and lure you into her traps. I guess that's what was going on here, because there were bats flying all around the bathroom and I was freaking out. Likely inspired by the fact that I watched The Dark Knight Rises last night, too. I kept trying to imagine the bathroom door opening up hoping that it actually would somehow, and trying to get the bats to do things with my mind because I guess I realized that it was just another illusion, but it wasn't working. Finally I took a chance and overcame my fear and just ran for the door and made it out to the hallway. I met my mom there, and we both ran out to the main part of the house.

Let me give a quick description here.... At the end of this hall, immediately to the front and left is a little walkway after the front door, and just beyond that is the living room. If you go right and follow the walkway to its end you get to the kitchen and eventually the laundry room, and just beyond the kitchen in the same direction as the living room is the den. Finally, there's a bar in its own little square design placed directly in the four corners of these rooms, so you can continuously walk through all four of them without changing direction if you just walk around the bar over and over again. Got it? Alright, so basically, my mom and I went right into the kitchen and my mom started frantically searching for things on the counter. All of the lights in the house were still out except for the distant one in the laundry room, and she started telling me to look for the "seven-fruited" something.... I can't remember exactly what it was, but the point was that it would hold seven souls, or seven fragments of the witch's soul, or something like that that would basically mean that she was somehow weakened without it, and it would be actually be just some basic household object we wouldn't just have immediately suspected. My mom ended up running through the den into the living room and searching through presents or something beneath a tree that didn't look like a Christmas tree but was exactly where ours always was, and I followed her because I was afraid that she was going to get caught in an illusion somehow since she was freaking out. I started looking around the house to make sure nothing was going on since she was lost in her own world.

I stepped back on the walkway where the hall ends and looked down into the kitchen again. That's when I saw him.... My cat that just died in waking life was sitting on one of the machines in the laundry room and just staring right at me. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew this was wrong, but I was struck with an overwhelming desire to run up to him, and I called out to him as I did so. (Yup, I'm the dumb girl that dies in this horror movie.) As I was looking at him this weird phantom double of his face kind of burst out at me and made me feel kind of like this trance state blip, and then the scene had changed. We were in some creepy kitchen that I was unfamiliar with and I was a little nervous, but I didn't care. He was sitting on the kitchen counter now, and I ran up to him and started holding him and petting him, but something was wrong.... He felt real but he was totally still and lifeless, and his head was really turned or twisted to the side in a bizarre way. He didn't try to move or respond to anything that I did and I was becoming emotional, and then I felt this ominous feeling starting to creep up on me... but then I woke up.

I'm not sure if I'll be trying this supplement again yet.

Original entry dated Feb. 19th, 2002:

Last night I had a dream that I visited a tribe in some sort of jungle-type place. One of the tribe elders had died and I came to attend the funeral. I believe I was an ex-member of the tribe, or else the daughter of an ex-tribe member - in any case, I had become sort of "civilized". I know that I was blonde. I couldn't quite understand their customs, and was an outsider.

At one point, after the funeral, I wound up climbing a MASSIVE World Tree-like jungle tree to get a hibiscuslike red flower. I can't remember why. It was used in some sort of medicine. I just remember that all of the colors in the dream were very, very vivid.

I remember a dream I had earlier tonight:

I was a teenaged boy (so definitely not myself). I had runaway from home, and had started being part of a bad crowd. The people I hung with appeared much older than me, and hardened criminals. I had a sense that they would not stop short of murder. I felt that I was I over my head, but a self proclaimed mentor tried to persuade me that I was where I belonged.

Interesting re-occurrence of self-proclaimed mentor idea

Oh this is so fustrating. I just had it! And it was cool, and kind of a combination of previous dream fragment, but different. I thought I had stabilized it, but then when I shifted and got IPad it was gone!

Definitely airplanes, this time military ones (after the fragment earlier tonight the mental image I got was of a large commercial airplane). Definitely also standing in for dreams.

Well since I can't remember what, I will improvise: dreams are like airplanes because ...

Flights of fancy
Flying is common in dreams

Why military airplane this time?

Getting ready to fight? The enemy? Myself? My low self-esteem (which is not nearly as low as it was two weeks ago)

I don't know, don't remember. Argh!

In this dream I remember discussing with someone about dreaming. He or she (don't remember) was saying that they need more dreams of X (unfortunately forgot what between wake up and writing). I remember saying that I have lots of that in my dreams, and suggesting they borrow some from me. Sort of like someone borrowing sugar from a neighbor.

Upon waking I found the concept of borrowing dream elements from others to be an interesting fancy that my dreaming mind came up with. The X could have been airplanes I think because whenever I try to recall what I get a mental image of an aircraft. Though in my dreams I do not actually dream of air planes, so it would be hard to lend my dreamed air planes to someone else. LOL

Upon waking my iPad brightness wouldn't adjust, so I did an RC but I seem to be awake. Still feel very groggy though.

First thing I can recall is being in my doctor's office. Of course, as n most dreams, nothing is right.

The interior of the building is appointed much like so many medical buildings...utilitarian furniture and carpet in shades of gray and brownish-orange. I'm on the ground floor of the building and behind me is a large waiting area, a large skylight illuminating the far wall and a patch of floor near the door that leads to the patient examination rooms.

Something drew me to a desk in front of me, slightly closer to the middle of the building. A man (possibly a doctor) and a woman need to find their way to my doctor's office and I know I can help. I tell them...

"I have an app on my phone for that. I can help!"

The doctor and I both pulled out our phones. I watched him press a small recessed button below the screen of his phone and the display lit up with the time and some other useless stuff. I pressed a similar button on my phone and a map of the building appeared on the screen. Drawn on a white background was a pattern of the building in black and red lines, and peering closely at the screen revealed the names of doctors corresponding to where they were located in the building.

At one end of the U-shaped building was the area behind me, Doctor Walker's offices, which was where the lost people needed to go. Following the map I saw the entire shape of the building, the map auto-rotating to reveal the other levels and the offices within. The 3-story building was quite intricate on the map though it was only three stories at one end of the building.

I felt I had done a good job drawing the map, especially since I had done it on my phone with my finger an a drawing app. An overwhelming urge to build the structure came over me and I leaned down to my Lego box to begin assembling the necessary pieces. I started with a green base which I attached two large supports from the farm-kit my daughter had in her Lego box. I was slightly bothered because they were tan but I wanted them to be red. I knew there was nothing for it so I continued building, adding pieces to link the supports together.

Unfortunately my building skills in the dream were less than stellar and my construction kept falling apart. My frustration is all I recall, though I believe the dream continued on.


[B]Oddly, drawing a map and working with Legos are both dream goals of mine for future lucids. I hope I can work these elements into a lucid dream.[/B]