non-lucid

[Monday, November 19th, 2012]
(Plenty of dreams, but I don't remember most of them. I finally decided to jump up and record the last one for once.)

The last thing I remember- I'm in Bashas with a bunch of other kids from school. I decide to go steal something while no one is looking since I'm hungry. I go to the Pharmacy section but notice kids surrounding the area. I instead turn around and head for the deli section. People are here too. I hear someone ask, "Do you prefer raw raspberries or blueberries? ... Raspberries." And then Cassidy Solpher asks, "Does anyone want to try some of my home cooked meal? It's fully cooked but I can't eat any yet." I then started eating a warm pasta off a shelf, there was beef, alfredo sauce, big long noodles, and mushrooms.

<I woke up.>

I was at a seafood festival of some kind where people were cooking various fried and other kinds of foods. The person making prawns at this one booth had to leave for some reason, and I took over his position. I made a number of these seemingly half steamed half fried prawns cooked on some sort of water grill with 3 pen-skewers. Occasionally the water would boil over, and the last time this happened the pens broke into pieces and they went down the drain with the prawns. They all went down into the drain on the floor (the inside of the booth was like a giant sink) and I was only able to save the caps, although they soon were lost too. I then received a card from my mother attached to one of 4 fried foods which I could choose, I chose the croquette and noticed a card from the Massachusetts College of ????? ????? (possibly good hope). We were going to go to the college although my mother didn't want to, and the last thing to happen before waking up was my brother driving out of the parking lot in front of the festival.

Was playing some sort of adventure FPS game. It was a bit bugged because some creatures didn't move at all, while some were a bit too strong and could one shot me. I ventured forth and had to run from most of them because they were huge (about giant sized). I saw one of those hands from the zelda series that grab you and throw you back to the beginning of the world. I tried killing it but it just wouldn't die so i ran past it. I then find the entrance to the place where i need to be. I seemed to be in some sort of wasteland, that's all i recognised.

First entry, not exactly sure how I should start it off.

A few nights ago, I was able to recall 4 dreams and explain each of them to my boyfriend when I woke up and started a Skype call. Normally, I'm left confused when I wake up because of how vivid my dreams are. I am often left scrambling to the surface, especially if I'm trapped in a nightmare. I can never tell the difference between a dream and reality.

With that being said, however, because my boyfriend is so into dreams (lucid, wild, and just about anything to do with dreams really), I've started to notice things in my dreams that would normally make me think "I'm just dreaming". The stupid part about this though, I'm 90% of the time not even in control of my body, it's like I'm running on autopilot or I'm in a video game or something.

Anyhow, a few nights ago I had a strange dream where I went back in time (I'm not sure how many years, but my neighbors weren't there anymore so I'm assuming more than 10 years ago), which made my surrounding world appear in black and white. In most of my dreams, I'm being chased by something, and in this particular case it was a man with a really messed up face. Trying to recall the dream now is hard, because I didn't really care to hold tightly to the details, but the interesting part was going into the little "Sam's Market" about a half mile from my house. When I walked in, color was retained again and for some odd reason it was more like a 7-11, not like how the actual layout of the store really is. I wandered up and down the isles, picking up a twinkie and then putting it back.

I can't remember much after that, to be honest.

I honestly think the only reason I had a lucid dream (about a month ago) in the first place, was because I was talking about it RIGHT before I went to sleep, I was playing unblock me (which ironically helps me ease into sleep) and I had been waking up every hour (pretty sure I have insomnia of some sort).

I guess I just have to do reality checks every hour for a week until I can try and become lucid in my dreams. I don't really fancy being chased around all the time.

DJ Log: November 18, 2012 – 6:45PM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: After being awakened by the phone earlier in the morning due for an emergency call, I took a nap this afternoon to try and catch up on a little lost sleep.)

I am traveling with a group of friends on a highway. I am in my car with another guy and there are a few other friends in separate vehicles. I am leading the line of us in the right lane as several vehicles pass us in the left lane.

Suddenly, a huge wreck happens right in front of me. I brake and swerve to the right and end up getting sideswiped by one of the crashing cars. This pushes my car into the guard rail, causing my car to spin around in a circle. While spinning, a small SUV strikes my front end. My car finishes the full spin and then hits the guard rail again and slides to a stop on its left side.

After a bit of struggle, I manage to free myself and crawl away from the car. My legs are hurt, so I use my arms to drag myself away from the car and into the grass. As I crawl, I push away debris to avoid dragging myself over it. I find an inflated airbag laying in the grass, so I lean against it and then try to find out why my legs are tingling and won't work. My legs look fine. There are no tears in my jeans and no visible blood anywhere.

One of my friends who was driving separately runs up and asks me, “Are you OK?” I reply, “Yes. Is the passenger OK?” He replies, “He was taken to the hospital, but he is going to be OK.” I ask, “What was wrong?” He replies, “He got his leg caught under the dash.”

Suddenly, I can feel my legs again and they start working. I ask for a hand getting up. He helps me to my feet and I am able to stand up on my own. One of the medics walks over and asks me if I need assistance. I refuse medical assistance and he walks away.

DJ Log: November 18, 2012 – 8:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: This was a short dream into which I transitioned due to external stimuli. I have no recall of the previous dream.)

I am running through a dark room, trying to find the phone that is ringing. When I pass a doorway, I hear the phone ringing. I run in and pick up the handset but the line is dead, much like the scene in The Matrix when Cypher flips out and betrays everyone.

After a short moment, I hear another phone ringing. I turn around to find it and suddenly wake up to my cell phone ringing. My ring tone is the vintage Western Electric bell ringer.

DJ Log: September 11, 2012 – 7:00AM (USA Pacific)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: This entry was found in the middle of blank pages in my DJ notebook. I only found it because the corner of the page had a slight fold to it.)

Hanging out at a large farm house with several other people. We're talking about these creatures who move under the ground similar to the movie Tremors. They can detect low frequency vibrations from things such as: vehicles running, people walking/running, loud music, machinery, etc. There are several large dogs who can detect when the creatures are coming close. One of the guys wanders off to find a working vehicle when one of the creatures comes racing toward him. He jumps into a dump truck and tries to get it started, but it won't start up. The creature pops out of the ground near the truck and tries to attack. One of the dogs runs up and is able to distract the creature long enough that the guy can run back to the farm house.

A few minutes later, I wander off quietly with a couple of other guys and two dogs. We walk away from the house and approach one of the large bank barns. On the left side of the barn, we can see some dirt moving as one of the creatures is moving around. We step gently and approach very quietly. Once we step into the barn, we quickly climb into the loft. There are shelves along one side wall which are full of guns and boxes of ammunition. I pick up a large box and fill it, then look on the floor and find a case of flare guns.

Deciding to test the flare guns against the creatures, I fire one toward the ground where it was moving. The creature comes out of the ground and raises its head into the air, growling at us. I fire a second flare directly into the creature's mouth and after a short struggle, it drops dead on the ground. One of the other guys picks up all of the flare guns he can carry and we quietly walk back to the house.

We get back to the house and start loading all of the guns. One of the guys walks off to find a vehicle. Gets into a red trash compactor truck and drives it back toward the house. Two creatures follow him closely, waiting for him to get out.

DJ Log: October 14, 2012 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: This entry was written in my DJ notebook, but it never made it into the computer.)

I am on the phone with one of our vendors, discussing our price schedule and volume discounts. He is a bit indecisive on what percentage of discount to give for each group of items, so I offer a percentage and he agrees.

DJ Log: October 13, 2012 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: This entry was written in my DJ notebook, but it never made it into the computer.)/I][/COLOR]

I am walking toward a familiar beach with a couple of friends. The sky is a bit cloudy and it is a little cool out. As we get closer to the water, my friend says. “It's a bit cool for swimming, isn't it?” I reply, “I am not swimming. Watch this.”

I start running toward the water and when I reach the edge, I jump onto the surface of the water and start sliding over the surface like it's frozen. There are a few other people swimming and playing in the water. I slide for quite some time, then stop and look back toward the shore. My friend is standing there, dumbfounded.

I look up and see that there is a large chunk of ice hanging about 15' over the surface of the water toward the shore. Thinking that this is the ice that froze during high tide, I want to climb up and check it out. I glide back to the shore and my friend is standing at the water's edge, staring at me. I get to the edge of the water and he says, “You're starting to sink.” I look down and see that my feet are about 2” below the surface of the water. I step out of the water, then walk toward a set of stairs on the beach.

I climb the stairs to get to the upper ice layer. When I get to the edge, it looks kind of crumbly and unstable. I lift myself by the railings, then lower myself onto the ice. When I do, the ice breaks away under my weight. I go back to the stairs and go back to the beach. I look around for my friend, but he must have walked off.

As I'm looking for him, my phone rings. I reach into my pocket and pull out a flip phone. When I flip it open and look at the screen, there is an incoming call with no name and an IP address under it. I push the answer button and say hello, then I suddenly wake up.

*
Dream,
I'm driving my old truck down a county road. I'm on my way to town but I need to turn back because the cab of my truck is full of shoeboxes. the boxes are full of new shoes.
When I reach home, my house is turned into a small Victorian.
There are a number of tiny *dachshund dogs small enough to fit in the Pom of your hand.
They are eating bratwurst someone has left laying around.
There is one of these small dogs on the back seat of my car.*
I remember thinking they will all get sick and vomit.
I go inside the house and look out the window.*
I see a old circus coach the kind that would carry a Lion.
My long dead dog a husky is inside the coach.
He gets out of the coach but he has to walk backwards.
My dead dog calls me on a cellphone, to warn me that my enemies are coming to kill me.
My enemies arrive and take the cell phone away from my dog.
They taunt**me over the cell phone.
I grab a samurai sword and go out to meet my enemies.
My enemies keep morphing back-and-forth from *male to female.
However they are no one I know.
I meet them on a grassy knoll surrounded by a White fence and possibly some gravestones.
Next I'm looking at some mice on the ground. These mice are half covered in tree bark and each mouse has one or two acorns growing out of its back.
I watch as a large brown tarantula*spider attacks and kills the mice.*
Before the tarantula can eat the mice I hit the ground with a hammer and scare the spider away.
Then I am looking at the same tarantula on the wall of my house it attacks and kills a smaller gray spider. Before it can eat the smaller spider the smaller spider turns into a switch blade knife.*
I decide I want the knife, so I *scare the tarantula away a second time.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Dreaming about huge floods in Lisbon and a post-catastrophe scenario. There are no public transports or communications. No trains are circulating and there are guys offering rides to the north in very basic horse wagons outside the Santa Apolónia station. 20 people are sitting on a wagon which has no cover and no seats, but it's the only way to go back home or to go look for family members far away.

A sequence of FAs. I wake up in my bed, I look at my bedroom door, all is so quiet. I doubt that I am really awake. I wake up again in my bed, I look at the door, my dad is calling for me, asking if I'm awake. Once again I doubt this is real, so I wake up again and there really isn't anybody and everything is quiet but I still have he feeling that I'm still dreaming. I'm confused, I decide to dream something else to get out of this circle.

It seems that my dad (who sleeped over) did peak at my door to see if I was awake, but it was no different from the dreams in which there was nobody at the door. The two realities felt exactly the same, none more real than the other.

#1 - Maybe Some Post-Apocalyptic Future? [Non-Lucid]

The first memories of this dream are very patchy. What I remember is that there were lots of these robots that looked like they were designed to be piloted by people for combat. They had the typical dwarfish body with a big round cockpit head design. However, when you actually got inside, through an opening in the top, there was a huge lair inside each one. Some of this dream took place in first person and some in third person, but apparently I was this girl who was just a little bit creepy-looking and sort of lanky, and my face was divided in half with colors so that (I believe) the left side of my face was my normal skin and hair color and the right had pale white skin and light navy blue hair. My hair was also much straighter than it actually is. Though I don't quite remember the experience (though I suppose this whole dream could pretty much count), I also recall taking like eight hits of LSD and almost snorting a line of MDMA, but then I got distracted. The clearest part of my memory comes in when I'm walking around an apartment complex looking for this huge drill vehicle I guess one of my friends was supposed to be at, and when I finally found it I started talking to them (I want to say it was a girl). They were shocked because I had aged more than them, and I explained that it was because I spent so much time in a combat robot lair and time moves faster in there. I think there was a little bit more to that, but... that's about where the vividness fades out, and I wake up.

#2 - Dream Fragment [Non-Lucid]

Something about having a big dinner with my parents and Linkzelda or something like that, I remember seeing them both separately but not really any other details.

#3 - Dream Fragment [Non-Lucid]

My friend N (who is not on DV) and I were arguing against some posts on DV, and all I remember is that the subject was blue and white suits, either for skydiving or skiing, and a claim that you have to do ridiculous things just to be noticed in this world.

#4 - Dream Fragment [Non-Lucid]

Just a direct quote from my notes for this one, it's hard to really remember it now. "Talking to Auron about how DV doesn't cater enough to people who want to improve their bodies through 3D models? Or something like that...." >.>

#5 - Creepy Thoughts [Non-Lucid]

I was visiting S in a house he was renting the top floor of, and I believe he was renting it with a roommate. The house was gigantic and I didn't even really get to see most of it, but I did end up sleeping over either on a cot or in a sleeping bag or something in a room I had to myself. There was a window in the room with a clear view of another house across the street, though with where I felt I was in the house and the size of the house I'm not entirely sure this view made much sense. Regardless, I could see the other house's balcony, and that got me thinking about the fact that if someone was out there I'd be able to see them clearly and they wouldn't notice me at all, and that just made me think about how often people must just people watch us for various reasons that we never even realize. And that's about where the dream ended.

#6 - Fight In The Gym [Non-Lucid]

I was with this guy I used to hang out with, JB, and we were at a school function or something with lots of other people. I want to say we were in a gym with a stage on it, and we were pretty close to the stage at first. Out of nowhere these two guys sort of near us started fighting, and along with the rest of the crowd we got pushed into one of the back corners of the room, and most of us sat down. I was literally there in the corner myself, everyone was packed in pretty tight and there was a guy in front of me and a girl to my right that were wedging me in there. I actually felt completely trapped because they were pushing tight but there was no discomfort of any sort, so it felt really nice. >w< Someone tries to take a couple good pictures of the group after those guys randomly stopped fighting and then ML, this girl I knew in high school, is saying something when her mouth starts growing gigantic and rotating sideways. >_> My memory starts getting a little hazy at this point, and then I wake up.

11.18.2012

Hardcore Racing and Ron Jeremy! (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Asked my subconscious to help me wake up, keep my eyes closed, and remain still. And she helps me out here! <33333

I hear the alarm that I set, and I become aware that I'm awake, and I immediately enter the dream state within 30 seconds or so.

I get up from bed, and immediately checked out the window in my apartment. The light in the living room is on, which is a big difference than before. The environment is clearly different than in waking life.

There's a huge tree that's apparent near the front yard of the apartment complex, and there's all sorts of things that I could describe. I do a nose plug reality check, and then proceeded to open the door to the left of me.

I get out, and I walk around a bit. I noted to myself that I'm dreaming, and how I will have a stable lucid dream. I had thoughts that said, "wake up!" "wake up!" but they are immediately eradicated out of my dreaming mentality.

I'm completely immersed in the dream scene, and nothing is going to stop my stabilization in the dream at all. So I started to talk to Eva mentally for a few moments, and then I started to touch my chest more. I rubbed it more and more, and things started to get more detailed.

I'm walking on a newly tarred black road, and see there's curved road way heading to the left. There's this house to the right of me with a long curved slop going upwards. There's a lot of cars within this driveway, and the garage seems to be open.

I'm afraid, because I had a strong temptation to take one of the cars away from whoever owned all these cars. After a while, after seeing one car completely opened on both sides, I decided to go in quickly.

I head on the left side for the driver's seat. The car's exterior is a light brown color, and parts of it makes me presume it's a Lamborghini with a fix of Ferrari parts as well.

The interior is mostly black, and I realized the vehicle is already turned on. I looked to my right and noticed the front passenger seat is open, and the padding between the seats is giving me a bit of a challenge here.

I have to get up and move my rear on the padding a bit, and then I slam the passenger seat shut. I close the driver's seat as well, and then I tried turning my head back to check and see if there's any oncoming vehicles.

Seems the back window is completely blocked by the large brown sofa-like chairs, and I decided to back up either way, even if I could've smashed into another vehicle.

I start accelerating fairly quick, and before I know it, I'm already on the high way. I have amazing control, and I'm turning the vehicle around tight corners at amazing speeds. I'm seeing this all in third person riding the vehicle, and I'm mostly seeing the back and top of the vehicle for the camera view.

I make a few wrong turns, like going to the McDonald's drive-thru for instance. Everything still maintained a decent about of detail, despite all of the high-speed madness going on here. The atmosphere is mostly gray, and it feels like morning will arrive in a few minutes. After going crazy with these twist and turns, perfectly not hitting into anything, at least not hitting into everything, I'm suddenly in a NASCAR type of race.

Then it turns into a race where the field is open for any kind of car stunts. It seems Ron Jeremy, during this point in the dream is watching me somehow, and I'm led to this assumption because there's some random guy in a blue racing suit that popped up for a few seconds stating,

"Ron Jeremy hates it when you're doing this!"

"He hates it when you're trying to speed up the ramp!"

I'm speeding up the ramp, and Ron Jeremy doesn't seem to mind at all, in fact, I can sense him encouraging me to do the stunt, which I did with ease. After random driving and pulling off the ramp stunt, things calm down a bit, and Ron Jeremy gives an analysis of what happened.

I think he gave me an overall positive review, and it's hard to recall the exact words he stated, since they're typed or set out in a blurry font that has a lime green background behind it.

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11.18.2012

Women in Tubes and Insane Sex fest (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Holy hell, this was just....submission to the extreme.

Throughout this whole dream, I'm seeing things from above, so everything looks flat, but is still easy to distinguish what's 3D and what's not, but most of the environment and the people I'm looking down at are 3D.

Spoiler for 18+:

There are women in transparent tubes, and the interior of this Plexiglass material seems to be a light sky blue color that's glowing.


There are holes for them to stick their asses out to for men to penetrate them as much as they want to. Think of them as glory holes, except bigger so their asses can fit outside. There's several tubes with one women, and maybe two inside of them, and there's all sorts of action going on that it's hard to put in into detail.

I remember one female's ass cheeks had the sun tan lining in a shape of a triangle that's pointing downwards to her asshole. There's a male that holds her big ass on the sides, and thrusts her like crazy, and she has to submit completely, and she can't get out. So while he's rocking her, she's barely able to hold on to something.

The same goes for the other tubes, and it's kind of hard to distinguish if there's mostly vaginal or anal intercourse, but with the things going on in this dream, anything is possible.

After a while, it seems everyone is slowing down a bit, and I even see a male that starts cuddling with another woman that looks a lot like Lisa Ann.

I can't remember much after that.

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11.18.2012

Finding a Hotel (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm riding a bicycle, the type that hardcore cyclists utilize in those marathon races. I seem to be wearing a completely black outfit that's flexible, and conforms to the curves of my dream body easily. The leggings of this full sports outfit stops between my thighs.

I'm have lean muscle, and my whole body seems to be fairly proportionate. I'm riding a bicycle on a road, and I have my chest a few inches behind the bicycle front, and I have my arms in the "L" position as I use the lower handles you see in the same cyclist bicycle.

I'm riding fairly well, and I think a few people are riding bicycles as well. I get a phone call from my mother, and I quickly take it out while having one hand holding on to a handle and a brake. She starts asking me if I have enough stuff with me, and I start getting annoyed by this and told her that I'm just fine.

I hang up, and reached for my left pocket, and felt a paper-like material inside. I take it out, ignoring the road, and realized it's a $20 bill. It's a bit difficult capturing all the details of the money, but I do see the numbers for it. I put it back inside my pocket, and focused on the road again.

I started to speed up way more than before when I was distracted with the phone call. I didn't feel any pain whatsoever on my legs, and continued to pedal faster.

Eventually, the dream shifts, and now I'm near a movie theater that has a red color for it's exterior. It's raining at the moment, and I can feel the rain drops falling down on me sporadically. I quickly find shelter under the Theater thanks to the roofing of random extensions.

Because of the rain, it makes the atmosphere gloomy, with the dark gray clouds and aura everywhere. Most buildings are dull, consisting of shades of gray and black, while the movie theater itself sustains a high contrast of colors.

Then I realized that I can't remember the name of the hotel that I bought a room for myself. I worry a bit, but then realized I could call my mother. But then I get distracted, and I decided to explore this place a bit more. I look to my left, and I see a ticket booth with a blonde female inside of it. She's looking at a computer or something, and waiting for people to get near her to buy tickets.

Then I head for this random hotel in front of me that has a high contrast of colors like the theater, and I have a feeling that this could be the one I bought a room for, but I'm still a bit skeptical about it overall. The carpet within this hotel is mostly dark red, but it has fancy patterns with light brown borders, and a dark green color in the middle.

I think I have my shoes off, probably because I didn't want the carpet floor to get wet. I have some kind of awareness of where I left off my shoes, and proceeded to walk around bit in this hotel area. It looks pretty fancy, like those really luxurious hotels that cost like 150 bucks or more. The walls have a dark yellow to dark gold color, and the lights on the ceiling have a faded yellow-orange color, mostly leaning towards the yellow side.

I decided that I should try to find a Help or Information Center within this hotel. I look around the front out reflex, and no employee is apparent, or anybody at all. I could see the transparent Plexiglass doors for the entrance of the hotel in front of me, and I quickly glanced to find it's still raining outside. The environment outside is still sustaining the dull colors that I mentioned before.

I decided to go upstairs this time, and there's this elderly lady who is coming down the stairs. I really don't pay attention to her that much, but I noticed she wore a fancy light milky pink hat along with a women's suit and dress of matching color that ends near her knees.

She's dark skinned lady, and I believe she's wearing glasses. For some reason, she starts having a conversation with me, and I don't what she said to me to get my attention. I honestly was focused on finding help, and hopefully finding a phone source I could use, since I think my phone was probably fried from the rain, or that I forgot I had one altogether.

So I'm conversing with her, and I mentioned how I have a hotel room reserved that I paid $70 for.

"Only $70?" She replies.

I'm a bit spaced out with she stated that, $70 is a large amount of money, at least for someone like me, who has no job in the first place. She then starts talking about random stuff that I can't recall.

She's a good at having a gaff with, or should I say, a conversation with. Though she really isn't enticing at all, and I'm not attracted to her elderly composition at all. She does have a positive personality, an d that's really the only thing she has going for her, but come on, she's old, so I can't really be more insulting than I am right now.

More elderly women start to come downstairs, and I get a dream shift where I'm seeing things in first person view instead of 3rd person. It seems I'm on the first base that's on top of the set of red carpet covered stairs. I realize the walls have a milky Khaki or milky light brown color to them, and it was the lighting that I mentioned earlier that made it look like it was dark gold or something.

There are some long dark green leaves perching over the intersection of the walls coming together behind me at the base I'm at with the females. Because it's so tall (the artificial leaves), that's what shows the walls true color, that I mentioned in the last sentence.

The first female that I can recall is to the right of me, and she's wearing a white shirt with some gray colors mixed in. She has glasses as well, and has a pure mix of gray and white hair with a short hairstyle as well. She's light-skinned, light apricot color to be precise, and I believe she's looking at me or the dark-skinned lady that I mentioned before.

But I think that same dark-skinned lady is not really present, and now I'm with Whoopi Goldberg, who's wearing a loose black outfit with a swamp green color mixed with some gold lining going vertically along the buttons of the dress shirt.

Then there's another elderly woman that comes by, and she's fairly obese for her age. I noticed the other female to my left is obese as well, and there's a lot of sagging body parts for both of them.

I tried my best to just ignore my disgust with how they're looking, and their extremely tight shirts that seem to conform to every disturbing sagging body part for their torso. Apparently, to them, this body form of theirs is beautiful, but I still find that VERY HARD to grasp. I just keep my mouth shut, and then I can't recall what happens next.

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11.18.2012

Dude with Measure Tape Tongue (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this dream is a guy with a measuring tape tongue.

He has dirty blonde hair, and I swear he's familiar, like a variant of someone that I saw before in my Chemistry 112 lecture course last semester last year as a freshmen. He's wearing a white dress shirt that has light skinny blue lines going vertical and horizontally, along with regular blue jeans, and probably black shoes.

He sticks his tongue out, and a measuring tape line is coming out.

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11.18.2012

Balancing Corona With My Feet (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this one is that I was holding a Corona bottle for someone. I didn't know who, but I did my best to balance it with my feet. I believe I was on a vehicle that's moving, and I couldn't let it the bottle get too far away from me, or else it would break.

I spend most of the time moving my feet, trying to keep it in place.

Then there's dream shift where my Zune HD is on a shelf along with someone's Black Ipod Video device to the left of it. The room inside with the shelves has a dark turquoise setting to it.

There was a non-lucid precursor to this dream, but I can hardly remember it now. The lucid dream was so long too, it felt like an hour.

As for classification, I would actually consider this an "epic lucid" with my epic dreams commonly being long non lucid dreams. It fits all of the classifications, and then being lucid.

The non-lucid precursor to the dream involved me getting set to a prison for supposedly murdering someone. The world had become like the book 1984, where you were supposedly monitored by anyone. My sentence was three years.
The prison was on an island, but I met up with this young Asian girl who tried to break me out by leading me across this boardwalk at night. On the first attempt, we were caught, but the second time, we broke out and walked back to my house.
When I got home, I walked in the door casually.
"Dad, I'm home from the death camp, two years early too."
It was around this time that I woke up.

I think that this was a DEILD

I reentered the dream somehow, and became lucid. The first thing that I remember doing was yelling "clarity" and touching things to stabilize the dream.
Every time that I yelled "clarity" the brightness would increase for a second or two, then return to normal. I yelled "permanent clarity" and the dream remained vivid and bright.
At first, I tried to find the girl that had helped me escape the prison. For some reason, I had become very attached to her. I tried conjuring her with the "behind the door trick", but I could no longer find her.
Then, for the longest time, I just walked around the house, feeling the surroundings and stabilizing the dream. I was touching door-frames and counter tops. I was kind of stumped on what to do, and I did not know what to make of my time.
The dream's recreation of my house was stunningly accurate. Once again, as I did in lucid dreams #3 and #7, I went around touching things and experimenting, trying to further stabilize and lengthen the dream time.
I can remember meeting my dad in the dream. He was in the family room, and as typical of lucid dreaming characters, he told me that lucid dreaming was bad and that nobody should ever do it.
Eventually, I went outside. At first I wanted to try flying, but later the reason became that nothing was happening. When I opened the door, there was nothing but a white void, as though the dream had not prepared for me to go outside. But things began to form around me. I could tell it was a city setting, but that It looked colorful and cartoonish.
I was able to minimally direct the creation of the outdoor city, but it was frustratingly hard to control. I frowned upon the cartoonish nature of the area, and decided that it would be fun to destroy the city, being lucid.
I looked around. All of the buildings were prominently labeled with their function. (Police station, Fire station, Post office, etc)
I decided to try the fire station first. I held up my hand, and a white laser beam shot out of my hand. It was not a powerful attack, but it pitted and gouged the outside of the building.
"Make the power level 50!" I'm not entirely certain why I said this. It seems to be that when I say something in a lucid dream, it does not get said in quite the way that I meant.
I tried again, and the laser was much more powerful this time. After I was satisfied with destroying the fire station, I targeted this group of dream characters. They looked like some sort of boy scout troop.
But this large, overweight woman emerged from the chaos. She had a very long nose, like a beak. She also had a purple dress, and she looked almost like some nightmare. (Keep in mind the cartoonish nature of this lucid dream)
Beak woman:"Stop that right now!"
Me:"But this is my dream, I can do anything without consequence!" (Like go on a destructive rampage shooting laser beams out of my hands.)
Beak woman:"You think that you can do anything without consequence?! That is not the case in your dreams!"
I could sense that this dream character was powerful, or at least telling one iota of truth. I wanted someone to back me up.
"Alright, where's Lia Manei?!"
Knowing that Lia is my dream guide, she would resolve the issue. This curtain rose at the end of the street,where there was some kind of stage, and she was wearing this broad red hat, and this facepaint over her mouth that made it look like she had a huge, almost creepy smile on. Though I've known her forever now, and I'm accustomed to these costume changes. She proceeded to teleport next to me.
"Lia Manei, This dream character thinks that there is a consequence to me doing whatever I want in a dream. What should we do?"
I said this confidently, knowing that she would take my side.
Lia Manei didn't reply, but proceeded to conjure a tree trunk and have it collapse onto the beak woman. When it fell, I saw her arms become really long, and her hands turned to black claws. She pushed the log off of her and she had become this nightmare monster.
I flew up into the air. I was ready to lash out and attack with my lasers again, but I remembered what it is better to do with nightmares.
"STOP! Your a nightmare! What do you represent?!"
The monster-woman shrank back down, and became a kitten. I flew back down, where Lia Manei had already picked up the kitten and tried to open the cat's mouth to illicit some sort of response. I woke up at that moment.

So yeah, that's it. I skimped on a lot of detail in the beginning, mainly because the dream was so long, and It would have been too long to actually remember it all. But the ending portion, is in my opinion, more interesting than all else.

Can't remember much from this one except I was wandering round some church grounds where there was this girl who was quite pretty but had some facial hair! She was a grounds keeper there and was listening to music from a portable C.D player while she worked. I remember us talking but not what was said.
The dream changed and I was then talking to an acquaintance (who I've always suspected of being gay) about this gay acquaintance I know who is actually openly gay. He was saying how amazing he thought he was & I was attempting to match make them! Odd considering I'm not gay myself.
Anyway all I remember next is there being some sort of party and people wandering around a street then some black dude called me a batty man, no wonder if I'm having dreams like this!