non-lucid

Sleep – 12:35am
Wake ups – 5:35am
Finial wake up – 10:30am
WBTB – 5:35am-5:55am

I was being chased by a woman with a gun through my school. She was trying to kill me and was shooting at me as I ran away. She hit a few other students but didn’t seem to care and carried on shooting. I ran outside and nearly ran into a metal table. I decided to pick up the table, which was extremely light and use it as a shield. It worked perfectly and no bullets went through it.

Need to work on my reality checking, so haven’t yet become Lucid. Just started my Dream Journal and to my delight I’m starting to get some Dream Recall.

A Battery Powered World

Couldn’t believe it, £1.00 for a thousand batteries the AAA type as well. That was the price I saw on the online store, so I snapped them up instantly.

The next day a convoy of vans arrived, I thought to myself what’s going on? The first van pulled up outside my parents’ house, and the driver said “Order for Mr Wayne Harrison” I said “Yes that’s me”. To my amazement 2 guys lifted out this 1battery, it was 2 metres high and well you can image how wide, looked just like a normal battery you’d use in your alarm clock or TV remote control, but was a 1000 times bigger.

Then I realized, that all the vans were coming here each with one massive oversized battery and they’d keep coming. That’s when I woke myself up as I started to panic to what my parents would say.

After awaking in the ‘real world, I realized if I’d done a reality check in my dream world I’d realize I was in a dream and would have been able to start controlling the environment or at least make the oversized batteries disappear.

But as I’m new to all this I was pleased I could start recalling my dreams at all, so I thought I’d share this with you all.

I had this dream after reading the part in Roberts book about the lame rider on a blind horse.

all I remember is riding a horse on the beach. someone else was riding one behind me, he was trying to get his cowboy hat back from me. he was wearing a brown trench coat with cowboy boots. he got his hat back as I rode under an arched rock on the beach.
past the arched rock was a blur until a dark meadow appeared it was intriguing .
I saw a statue of a man with either a rifle or a sword posted on the ground I cant recall nor what he was wearing. although after I saw the statue I got off the horse. then my horse went to join with the statue and turned a yellowish color I was amazed
after that I wanted to get back on the horse. then I jumped on it, as it came alive again. I rode off a few feet then woke up.


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we were in someone's house when they were'nt there. I had the feeling we had to get out fast. although I knew we were there to investigate something I don't remember what.
I saw joyce go out the front door with a backpack. before I left I grabed something and put it in my backpack I dont remember what. there was someone with me a friend of some sort.
I went out the door to find joyce but she was no where to be found.
I turnd left down a side walk path. bushes and a fence surrounded it. I got to the corner and turned left again. I came to a courtyard the same bushes and fence surrounded it also. I walked to the end of the courtyard and turnd left yet again.
down a street at the end was a fence that I intended to jump. as I got up to it someone started shooting at us with a paintball gun. I used my backpack as a shield and it grew a bit then turned yellow. I looked to see who it was, it was a staff member from the Job Corps I used to go to. he used to take us paintballing.
I appeard on a balcony uptop from a plaza inside, it was crowded. I started to get frustrated because I could not find joyce. I finally got the feeling I can do anything.
I stood ontop of the railing and grew bird wings. I jumped off and glided across the plaza I lost altitude. as I got to the ground I appeard in a beautiful park.
across the big beautiful park was a grand hotel. as if I warped to it I was inside.
inside It too was big and beautiful. I don't remember much after that except I got a room there and joyce was in it. then I woke up.

My dream recall is overall poor, although it has been a week of 2 lucid dreams.

Last night I remember my pants being down a lot. Very vague, but I distinctly recall looking at how black my legs became with mud from all this not wearing pants.

Final dream was interesting - I could tell after waking that if I returned to sleep I would return to the dream, however this did not happen lucidly. I replayed my last dream in a different form. I'm going after my evil twin who we hook up to a machine that makes him blow up. I'm being helped by ex-IRA bombers, who point out that the picture of a man on a tool box was the man that taught them how to do this. We watch when it finally blows in a big mushroom cloud, them describing it as a "fine bomb", with a shock wave that extends out for miles. I wake up as it catches us. It's bizarre how in dreams I would allow working with scum like that when in reality I hate them.

This demonstrates 2 reasons meditation may help. 1 - remember dreams better. 2 - drifting back into dreams lucidly should happen easily.

I will start with a couple ND's of mine then the rest will be LD's.
I started out swimming with some people I did not know.
some kind of conflict happened but I don't recall.
They ended up locking me in a building and tried to kill me with knives.
Two girls and two men with knives. I took one of thier knives away and stabbed the two men in the side. not trying to kill them but to hurt them so I could get away.
I finally get away through a window.
now I am running, jumping and flying away. I find a book store and started to look at some books I picked two up. then I saw one of the men I stabbed. I ran for the door with books in hand. Outside I realized I still had the books so I dropped them near the door. the book store clerk was mad.
the man was still after me so I ran toward a street. I saw a car I wanted it to hit me to end it all. instead it stopped and the two girls got out. the two men appeard behind me. I was cornered so I said just kill me allready. one of the girls said, I'd be glad to. she stabbed in the throat.
I fell to the ground and started bleeding out. Holding my neck I began to pray, forgive me father for all my sins. then I woke up.

I'm having trouble recalling dreams I have on school days, I can remember dreams better on the weekends.

I was on Sterling Avenue, the street I recognize for its loneliness, I was standing in front of the barber shop staring at the areas around me. It seemed like a gloomy, depressing day. I saw a bridge over the middle of the street I'm facing. On opposite sides of the bridge, I see groups of different criminals. I could only remember two groups, the bald people group and the swag group.

I walked over the bridge to see what the bald people group were doing. They revealed off a violent setting for me. Before I got off that one end of the bridge I walked back to the side I just came from, the swag group. These group of "swag" kids were small but we outnumbered everyone else and even though we had a large group, the swag group didn't have the guts to walk over the bridge and confront the bald people group. We had to find another way out.

There was a hidden passage way to my right, I didn't tell my group that though. One of the kids found it themselves. After that, he yelled to the whole group that he found an entrance. We all rushed in to the entrance door and reached the streets to Sterling Avenue.

Once we got out we were out to seek some justice from something I had no idea about. We all ran super naturally down the streets like a rebelling army. At this point it was already dark but some of the fast food places were open on the side.

We didn't stop rushing through the streets until we reached Target, a public community store(if that's what you call it). I was the only one who rushed in to the store and prepared myself for robbery.

When I first entered the store I tried my best to look casual. There weren't so many people in at the time. The first section I struck was the school section. I saw a few crafting materials on the viewing board, grabbed them and started pulling them out of their packets. I'm not going to tell you it's good to steal but the satisfaction in taking these things without fearing anyone, without worrying about anything else, it filled me with satisfaction. I have yet to steal something expensive from this dream.

Some of the things I got a hold of, I only threw the materials inside the boxes to the other side of the store. Sort of like that scene in Zombie Land where you see those two guys destroying objects and dropping them on the floor to get some fun out of it. That wasn't all that this dream had to offer though. There was a few people walking around the store, a few women. That's when I thought of the idea that boggles my mind in waking life. Murder. I thought of killing one of these women, just to feel what it's like to actually try and perform it vividly.

I looked around the viewing walls to see if I could find a sharp object. I didn't want these women to see what I was doing, so I was on alert. I saw a knife, one medium sized on the top of a counter. I made sure no one was looking. The tension inside me was growing and one of the things I thought about was how good it felt to not yet get caught. I picked up the knife and concealed it on my right pocket side. The ladies were walking to the other side of the wall, I slowly followed. One of them were by themselves viewing items. I took the knife out and aimed for her neck. I slashed her neck once hoping it would be an easy kill, but it wasn't. The neck was a bit ruff. I kept on slashing her neck until she bled. She never did. Then something happened after she turned around. When she turned around, I found it to be my mother. I stared at her and watched her slowly fall to her death. I was never this evil, especially not evil enough to kill my own mother.

I struggled to do anything else but to watch her die. I did notice a few strange faces coming off of her face. I noticed an evil of some sort, a devil maybe, he told me how evil this was and how evil I had to be if I wanted to enter that type of life. I felt hopeless to do anything else, so I quickly rushed out of the building and went through the flames of fading dreams.

Pretty much downhill recall, mostly because i was having hard time sleeping for some reason, but hey, i still managed to recall something at least.

I was playing some military strategy game, i think i was playing vs another player and there were few AI controlled players as well. There were some problems with that AI and also i had some problems figuring out proper units to counter enemy units. I built air force and was pretty much ready to mass produce some sort of super weapon.
Later in the dream i was in some sort of tower building racing to the top.

Mayan Calander

I was in a shop selling crocheted female clothing. They were Orange and Yellow against a darker background. There was a skirt with a Mayan calendar. I wanted to buy it badly. First I looked at the other designs. They were also of Mayan design, but more abstract.

Little Luck in a Crowd

I woke up to go to the bathroom. Returning to bed, I practiced SSILD. I believe the dream actually occurred a couple hours later. I think I woke up to turn off my phone alarm, and within five minutes, I had the dream. My phone snooze only lasts five minutes, and I think I dreamed between alarms.

I went in and out of SP. I heard a wooshing sound as though something went by very quickly. I thought it odd.

I did an RC but couldn't see my hand. I was still awake. I relaxed and let sleep take me, every once in a while thinking about my typical subject of choice. In and out of SP, I finally slipped into a dream.

I enter the Waffle House (IWL I have hit the Waffle a few times, once to meet a friend M.) The place is packed. I spot a blonde and move in. I put her on the table, lie down, and kiss her. I can't really feel her lips. I'm to awake, though my dream has materialized so that it builds itself.

I tell her to open her mouth (so I can really kiss her), but she doesn't. I decide to try to make it with her. I attempt to pull my pants right off my body, but it doesn't work, so I try to take them off the regular way.

There dream shifted to a flat, cement structure, but I forget what happened if anything.

I had a lot of trouble with this lucid. I was too awake. The success here is that SSILD may be working.

2/21

I only remember the second part of the dream, my entire family was at a movie theatre and my brother and sister were drinking from a water fountain outside. Inside the theatre a few relatives of mine kept talking on the phone but nobody in the theatre really yelled at them or anything besides occasionally glancing at them. My grandpa was leaving my sister a voicemail message in the theatre about how he was sorry he couldn't make it to her birthday and then I realized it was Christmas day in the dream. Then It showed on the screen how many people were sitting in the theatre. And the camera went to us, at the top of the theatre down these giant tunnels of seats that sat about 100 people each to the screen at the bottom. At that point I woke up.

I was on a hike with my swimming team and we stayed trough the night at a big house. It was dark and in the middle of the night, everybody was asleep and i had to go to the toilet or something. First i felt over ''Niels'' and woke him up, then i crawled into the room where i thought the toilet was, but fell over ''Tom'' and started splashing around like a wild magikarp, i woke him up and they where a little bid pissed off. The toilet, i then discovered, was one door further into the house. Then we decided to go for a hike in the night, but my hair was a mess, i couldn't comb it good, when i squized it a white liquid came onto my hand and ''Niels'' was laughing at me because i mixed two types of styling gel trough each other. I decided to wash my hair very quick and all of a sudden i was sitting in a small room with a man and a black Labrador, the dog sniffed at a door, from where other dogs where barking, and the man said that he hoped the dog didn't open that door. So i walked into the next room and a very small dog came barking in, i jumped on the bench (because i have a phobia for dogs for almost whole my life) the man came in and said that that dog never listens to anyone, so i re-grabbed myself and acted like Cesar Millan, we cornered the dog and then i woke up.

Dream recall from a non-lucid nap. Slightly weird one.

I was in some purple-ish room, the room is pretty dark one also and there are some weird bloody heads on the walls, like trophies, but also like deformed human heads. There's also a bed with some kid in it. At this point i hear someone talking to me from the right, telling me that kid needs better weapon, i don't look for the source of voice. A menu opens with a list of weapons, there are skulls, bones and other weird things, current weapon set is some deformed skull, which is apparently too weak, so i change it for some sort of furless cat that gets to sit on kid's head and it's able to shoot pretty big triple dark-purple laser.
Kid wakes up and voice from the right says that he might need some training. I materialize two stacks of huge playing cards in the middle of the room and the kid starts playing with them. Voice from the right starts explaining that the next level for the kid is going to be in school, with enemies possibly more powerful than he even faced before. I get annoyed that one of the card stacks blocks my view on the door for some reason as the kid is about to go out. Dream ends shortly.

I have been completely swamped for the past few days, but I've still been trying to remember my dreams and smoke less before going to bed. So here's what I got from the last four nights.

Feb. 18

I want to say that I took 50 mg of zinc a few hours before bed and 10 mg of melatonin at bedtime for this. I think it was this night....

Almost Like A Lucid.... [Non-Lucid]

This dream was long and I don't remember a lot of the build up to it, but I do recall that around when my memory comes in I had the perception that I was viewing something that had happened earlier in the dream again from a different perspective, like I had gone back in time to watch it. I'm not sure if this event had actually happened earlier or not, but it sure felt like it did. I was standing in front of a building in some downtown area watching a crowd of people walk through the front doors, and among them was the past me. I also saw this girl walking not too far from me and decided to possess her, but she got into the building before I could get up to her. I easily rewound time and caught her before she went in again and entered her body. Then I just kept walking into the building to see what all the fuss was about. The inside looked just like some kind of mini-mart like a 7-Eleven but maybe just a little bit fancier. As I walked around I started thinking about some imaginary superhero story I was apparently making, specifically in relation to the villain. I had an idea about how to start them out with something like mind reading or telepathy and move it up to body possession through some kind of power increase, but I can't remember exactly what it was now. At that point the dream became a little less vivid and I shot forward through the wall (smoothly phased) and started flying over the field I was next to, since this place was now a stop on a highway out in the middle of nowhere, and as I was admiring it I woke up.

Feb. 19

I'm fairly certain I took a 10 mg melatonin here, too.

#1 - I'm Sure He Can Handle It [Non-Lucid]

I was hanging out with my friend N when we somehow became aware of the fact that our mutual friend R (who I met N through) had been taken hostage somewhere. We were in a house that I believe somewhat resembles my aunt and uncles' old house from like fifteen years ago, but I barely remember it. I decided to call his cell phone to see if he could pick up, but his voice message had been changed to some guy with a really heavy British accent talking about how we had reached some kind of game development company or something. I tell N that he must have been taken hostage by British criminals who had changed his message so that they could pretend to be a legit company and no one would know to save him, and that we have to go rescue him right away, but added that "I still have a class to go to today. " I turned my head and saw a TV with a commercial playing in the corner of the room. The audio to it was talking about something along the lines of making your own robot, but all the video was showing was a guy wrapping himself in plastic and trying to mold it to make armor out of it. I instantly feel that R might've seen this commercial too and had the same idea, and so he may already have been able to escape on his own.

#2 - Lucid Dreaming Tutorial [Non-Lucid]

The main thing I remember about this dream is walking around the park by my house with my mom and coming across these kids, like three or four boys around eight to ten years old if I remember correctly. They asked me how to fly in a lucid dream so I showed them, though I did something totally different than I actually do in a lucid (which this was not), which was like this multiple jumping thing kind of like in a Mario game. Despite thinking that this was my normal routine, I could tell that it felt really odd as I was doing it, though I didn't know why. However, I still did manage to fly, but they didn't quite understand my method. I just told them I'd see them again some time and teach them more later on, because I guess I was busy at the moment.

#3 - Dream Fragment [Non-Lucid]

I was giving someone recommendations and tips about which Nippon Ichi Software game to play.

Feb. 20

Poor Judgment Calls [Non-Lucid]

I didn't actually write this one down, so my memory of it is kind of faint now. Basically what I remember is that first I was at my house with my cousin K, then something involving Marona from Phantom Brave happened (I think she might have been my cousin at first that turned into her?), and then I was with JB, this guy I used to hang out with who was pretty sociopathic. We were in my room and my parents kept bothering us, and we were trying to get them to leave us alone so we could have sex (eep ). We never got them to go away before I woke up, though.

Feb. 21

#1 - I Wonder What It Was.... [Non-Lucid]

The part of this dream before my recall really kicks in was at a store, but that's about all I can remember about it. What I do remember is being at a family party at my house, and everyone was gathered in the living room to congratulate this guy I don't recognize for doing something.... I'm not sure what it was, but I know that I felt that either I deserved it or at least he didn't deserve it, or something along those lines. I was being sort of rude and went to the kitchen to sulk alone because I couldn't stand to be in the room for all that, but at one point the guy came in and tried to make me feel better and I started just trying to get over it. My cousin A walked in and started saying something about these bowls of grapes and cherry tomatoes that were sitting on the counter by me and managed to squeeze some open and wear them on the tips of her fingers just to be funny, and then they sort of just absorbed into her fingertips and disappeared and she left. >___> I turned around and my friend M's mom was there too, for some reason (it didn't even look like her, I just perceived that that's who she was). She started telling me about where she grew up, but I don't recall anything she was saying. The dream sort of shifted as it was falling apart, and I got a third-person flash of a Facebook page where someone was telling this girl A that I met recently that she was beautiful and an inspiration to everyone, and then I woke up.

#2 - If Only This Worked In Real Life [Non-Lucid]

I was driving around with some random guy and Linkzelda, and I was trying to show the guy how to get to our imaginary school campus by following Link's directions. At one point we parked and me and the random guy got out of the car at this apartment complex, and this guy who I somehow immediately knew was Jewish came up to us begging for help. He had a gun and said he had run out of bullets for it and was being chased by a group of people, and there was some situation with more guns in an apartment upstairs. The guy that we were showing the campus decided to be a hero and ran off to that upstairs place, and the Jewish guy ran off frightened as he saw the group of people coming after him again. At that moment I realized that they might see me if I'm not careful, so I started whispering to myself "I'm not here, I'm not here...." and getting into a meditative state. I dropped the perception of my body and started floating up away from the scene, but then I looked down at one of the guys running by and got sucked into his body. The dream jumped around a little and I was in some hazy perception of something about a guy and some really attractive woman with guns, but it's so blurry that I can't really recall what was going on now.... And that's the last thing that happened before I woke up.

Final thoughts.... I'm noticing a definite increase in the amount of dream control techniques I employ in non-lucids these days. And it's not just from the examples shown here, it's been happening more and more lately. I wonder if it's because of the way I try to drop awareness in lucids anyway and just run with it; maybe I simply recognize the similar state of mind and use it without acknowledging what it implies?

Underworld

I'm dead. There's a sarcophagus down here in the underworld with me. I'm not exactly sure what dead people are supposed to eat, so I try eating some dead flesh. Then I try eating a pebble.

Suddenly my roommate arrives. It occurs to me that since the underworld is the great equalizer, he could be from literally anywhere in the world. I'm not sure what language I should use to introduce myself. For that matter, I'm not sure what I should give as my birthplace. He probably won't know of my hometown, so should I mention my state? Maybe just my country?

I leave the room in search of my keys and my shoes, neither of which I currently seem to possess. I find two of my high school friends in a common area, acting like they're in the show Doctor Who. They're trying to simulate a thunderstorm. Such weather never happens in the underworld, and I feel a sudden wave of pity for them: they must miss being alive. They succeed in creating a clap of thunder, and to my surprise a portal opens that can only lead back to the living world. Who would have guessed that being a Doctor Who fan could be so useful? My friends celebrate their success for a moment, but before they can go through the portal, another voice speaks. It introduces itself as Robert Downey Jr., and some how he found out about their plan. Now he's betrayed their plan to the authorities, and they won't be able to escape.

Correct Change

I'm trying to find the right change to pay for my groceries at the local supermarket. But what I thought were bills turn out just to be a bunch of green coupons that are good for 2% off something or other. I try to figure out if I can use one of them with this purchase.

At another time, I'm trying to find all the loose change in my room and organize it. Just when I thought I'd found all my little copper coins, I find an entirely new stack of them that I hadn't remembered existed. I feel overwhelmed by all the pennies. Too many pennies!

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