non-lucid

First dream Entry,

this is a Fragment because it was awhile when I had this dream. It's not old or anything, just a few days old but I haven't written dreams down in months but I'm starting again and I want to get this one recorded because I found it kinda humorous. When it comes to recording dreams, I'm just going to type em because I can't stand writting em out in a notebook. Ok so here is my first dream entry for this site.


Dream - Mac miller uses a double to escape paparazzi

I'm in what looks like the yard of a mansion, the place kinda looks like the back area in CoD black ops where the gate and steps are but smaller. I find myself having a conversation with mac miller about random crap I can't remember. Mac miller is wearing a suit which looked like the suit he wears in the videos "Knock Knock" and "Smile back" only grey. then the subject of a body double comes up and I mention something about mac miller's body double. What I found kinda humorous about the double is that while he wore the same outfit mac miller was wearing but he was chubby and looked like a poor doppleganger of mac miller. He also had this stupid look on his face like he was on a mission which sorta reminded me of how sometimes in cartoons, this random guy tries to pose as someones double and they have this real serious look on their face and they have the stereotypical doppleganger look to them which no one in real life would mistake for the real person. thats kinda the vibe I got from mac miller's body double while in the dream. Also while in the dream, I also got a feeling like mac miller was trying to keep a low profile among all the people and letting the double do everything, only thing about this is that the dream is very fuzzy and I'm not sure what I said or felt in the dream but I kinda remember getting that feeling. I'm not even sure if my dreamself misunderstood the situation since mac miller seemed to be totaly casual with the conversation and he was dressed regular not trying to hide anything but for some reason I remember thinking that in the dream. This shows I really need to start writting my dreams down again.

11.15.2012

Passing Another Scantron (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that I'm being assigned a task of giving someone their scantron with their grade on it. They have a B in it, and I'm looking for the classroom. I finally reach a hallway with a door at the end, I go to the left after going through the double doors, and had to wait until the teacher was done.

She sees that I'm outside, and quickly comes near the door so I can give her the scantron. There was a student who was a Black male, and he was complaining on something related to his degree, which happens to be Biochemistry.

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11.15.2012

What Year Am I in? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a random classroom with wooden desks with metal based chairs. The walls are dark brown, and it feels a lot like High School. There's a girl that I'm aware of that I know in waking life that's in this dream, let's call her Christina.

I look at Christina for some odd reason, and then turn back. I have to fill out some blanks on a colored worksheet that's probably a cool color, most likely blue. I can't figure out what year I'm going to graduate, and I look at those awards that are posted in gold and surrounded by fancy brown wood polish for an answer.

However, there's years in 1950, and all sorts of stuff that it confuses me more.

Dream:

I was visiting Africa with Elden and a group of people. I was taking pictures of everything. My camera worked but I had to push extra hard on the button to make the picture take. (It reminded me, in retrospect, of having to push extra hard on the brake pedal to make my dream cars slow down). At one point we were on the beach and some of the guys in the group were playing guitar and the African people, especially the children, were surrounding them and dancing. I remember taking pictures of these huge flocks of sea birds.

First vivid dream in quite a while

At a hotel for a nice date with my wife. It may be a messiah conference, but I decide I'll do something nice and get a nicer room. For some reason, the rooms are labeled in the First, Second and Third class categories. I decide to choose first class (which turns out to be the crappiest) It is a large open room with several double wide chairs (Not quite loveseats, just chairs for fat guys) The room is made in tiers, and it adjoins the main hall. On each tier are 10 chairs. We are given our allotment of two chairs as our "room." People are flipping their chairs over to make beds, forts, etc. All of the people in this section are college age, single men. I drop off our bags, and go in search of better accommodation. We run into a few guys from our youthgroup, who joke and say that perhaps someday, they'll share the cost of a room with us, and run upstairs to the nicer levels. I briefly consider asking some of our other friends to split a room, but realize that my intent had been to do something nice for the wife, and continue my search for an employee.

~~~SHIFT~~~

We are now in a camp setting. In a small, white, farmhouse; which has been converted to a camp-cabin. My entire youthgroup is here as well as my wife. The subject matter is something awkward (Don't think it was THE talk, but something awkward). After the awkward talk, it progressed to some sort of story telling. While telling the stories, the female youth leader pulled out a device about the size of an iron and began massaging the member's backs with it. The device produced a violin hum. A low note sustained, which pulsed with each new stroke of the device. It was extremely hypnotic, and the individuals who were undergoing the massage fell asleep. With the hypnotic sound, and the rhythmic movement, I begin to doze off.

I wake up a few times to see that the youth leader has stopped his story, while his wife is still massaging the youth members. My own wife is still awake and has a similar device in her hand. She jumps on my back and begins massaging my shoulders with it. I quickly recede into slumber.

~~ SHIFT~~

I am at a school, or perhaps a continuation of the same camp. There are large castles, and towers. and wooden structures. I get the impression there are continued studies regarding magic, or possibly psionics. Everyone seems to have abilities such as throwing fire, lightning, shielding, etc. I am an advanced student, and am a bit of a teachers' pet. I have recently gained the ability to throw fireballs, which is something I really am not supposed to have at this point, but because I am so advanced, I am allowed to practice. I remember several situations in which I am in the ramparts of a large, braced, wooden structure. Possibly a wall, or possibly an amphitheater of some kind. I throw the fireballs around, and watch them splash across the creosote coated wood, knowing that my power is neither great enough, nor are my fireballs hot enough to burn through the resilient covering.

We are attacked one day by a group of bad guys (possibly a rival school, it is tough to remember). I remember I am one of the few students that can fight back due to my recent acquisition.

Dream - Lucid

I was standing in my closet, looking through some clothes, when I came across a pair of black panties hung up. Hmm...odd. I don't have any hanging panties. I decided to test to see if I was dreaming, and thought to myself "I'll find another pair of black panties in here." Lo and behold, the next thing I came to was another hung up pair of black panties that looked slightly different from the ones I first found. I'm dreaming!

I decided to keep on making panties appear, just to test my abilities. It kept on working, over and over, and each pair was black, but a different style. Some had bras hung with them.

I then turned and looked in my full-length mirror. I was wearing a white bra. I decided to see if I could make the black underwear appear on my body. I concentrated, but all that happened was my bra turned pink. Close enough for now.

I walked around doing other things in the house for a bit, but nothing exciting. I was mostly trying to hold my focus on the dream so I wouldn't lose it. At one point, I did somehow go back to the closet, and had to retest the lucidity the same way I did before by making the underwear appear.

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I had a small daughter, probably only about 1 or 2 years old. I protected her from something, though I don't remember what.

Also, I think in the same dream, I dreamed I was watching this couple, a black man and an Asian woman, who were about to get married, and their friends booked the church for a wedding on the same day at the same time. It was some big to-do, and people got mad, kind of like you would see in a romantic comedy. At the end of the dream, I saw the black man and Asian woman again, but they were sort of disguised. They were at the church trying to do something about the double-booking.

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I was in London, working at a department store with some people that came with me, I remember one for sure being a guy. We had literally just gotten hired on that day. I was wearing a purple polo that reminded me of a purple version of my old Subway shirt with my clothing underneath, which happened to be a plain red shirt I had some years ago IWL. We also had these mini microphones clipped onto our shirts.

I walked out, and there were these long counters where people would check out, kind of like the one I saw in my dream two nights ago. In fact, I made that connection during the dream last night, thinking I had just dreamed about the counters. There were many women, mostly small Asian women, manning the registers and checking customers out. The environment seemed very bland, everything being shades of white.

I then was in the back with I think the guy who came with me. We were chatting and laughing, just having a good time. Our microphones kept on cutting in though, and the whole store would hear some of what we said and some of our laughter. I kept trying to stop it, but I was having a lot of fun, so I didn't worry a whole lot, though I knew we'd probably get in trouble.

Which we did. Some guy, I guess our manager, came by and said
"No talking!!! You're going to get fired."
Shit. Well I guess we better shut up then.
We were then behind the counter again, and everyone was working in silence. The "no talking" rule was very strict. It was just so...boring! And way too strict. I asked someone if we really weren't allowed to talk to each other, and they said yes, so I said
"Well, I'm out of here then!"
I walked out from behind the counter, quitting my job and feeling absolutely no remorse over it. I went to take off the purple polo, and ended up taking off both that and my red shirt as well. I also didn't seem to be wearing a bra, so I was completely topless.

And for some reason, I didn't really care. Whatever!

I walked back through the door to behind the counter, I guess to get my things or something, and barely covered up my breasts with my arms; you could definitely still see nipples. I was not taking that much care to hide them. I yelled
"I'm topless!" to warn people that there was a topless woman coming through.
The guy I was with said something to me about it all, sounding concerned that I had quit and was now walking around topless, and I just shrugged it off I think. I actually felt really good about myself during the quitting and walking around topless.

I did have a thought that I'd get in trouble for some kind of public indecency thing, but I never did.

Hes always there, his smiling face, his eyes and his laugh. I cant ever really remember where we are or what where doing but i remember this person is always there. Almost every night i dream of him, we do the things we normally do while awake but yet im asleep. I now find out he often has a hard time sleeping or staying asleep. I heard a legend once that when your awake at night it means you are awake in someone elses dream, am i bringing this person into my dreams?

amazing festival type dream last night, k was taking me round for my birthday. col, rus, dan j, marm, jo p, michael caine, david cameron and stephen fry all featured. after festival we were all hammered and in this house which seemed to be this michael caine type characters place. loads of girls lying around, parts of the place were still like massive festival tents with people sleeping while i rode my bike through them. found Jo with an old aussie celeb, she looks tiny and we sit down and chat. kept going round and finding my stuff all over the house like nmy phone etc because i felt so hammered. dropped my phone while talking in a crowd, and then stephen fry fell on his back with an almighty thud. was ok but said he was off home or something.

later outside this kid gets bitten by a wandering spider that they were provoking. i manage to blag us a bus to take him to get it sorted. while leaving and hanging off the back of the bus, david cameron comes out in protest against the festival. he comes up to me and knows my name which freaks me out a bit (dreamsign). i grab him and shake him up to freak him out back.

on the bus and we spin through a field and tip over (major dreamsign). it comes to rest against a wall and everyone is safe.

must add losing personal belongings and worrying how much cash i have left to list of dreamsigns

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakenin

I am all dolled up to sing and dance at the Oscars. But when I am dancing, I behave like a troll. My dance partners are so upset with me and during a break ask me why am I doing it. And I say it's hard to explain, but it's just stronger than me. They think I'm having a stroke or something, but the truth is I'm having a blast, just having fun.

I get a phone call and I understand someone died. I'm worried sick to know who died, but then I'm told it s a distant cousin called Tomé. He was found dead and all pointed out to suicide. I can't remember his face, but he was best friend with my dad who seems insulted by the fact I can't remember him, so he insults me back, with some remarks about my limited intelligence. That's when I remember which cousin is. I only met him once or twice but he was somethin. I say to my father that Tomé was the only intelligent person on this family and I loved him very dearly. All of a sudden memories start to flow and I cry compulsively.
I go outside and I am possibly in Germany. There are lushy green hills and a castle that looks like Nuremberg castle. The colours and details are amazing, but I'm consumed by the sadness of my cousin's death.
Then there's a bear on the lose and it is angry killing people.The bear enters the houses and follows people to the attics and basements. So we have to keep running cause no door seems to stop it. Then I meet some guy along the way and we end up together in a dead end at some terrace. While we're there we get to know better and we feel a strong attraction to each out, so we make out very passionately, despite the danger lurking.
Then we see the bear on the street again, it finds it's cub and seems to calm down. They return to the mountains.
I get lucid and remember my cousin again. I think there might still be a chance to stop his suicide, maybe it didn't yet happen in real life, so I send a telepathic message out there to him, asking not to do it, saying how much we love him. Then from the horizon, giant clouds of black spectres rise up, gather in the millions and start coming in my direction. They look like Dementors, they want to stop what I'm doing. And I conjure a kind of light shield (like a Patronum spell) to stop them. They are too strong, I feel the shield weakening, but then I trust absolutely in the power of love and they start fading away, I start to fade away, then I wake up.

I am dreaming some kind of movie about a girl (I'm her) and a widowed guy (who looks like Tom Hanks) in a small town. Some public event is going on and we hide in some storage house away from the crowd, where we get naked to make love. But then some kids go inside looking for something and expose us publicly. I'm embarrassed, mainly for being caught naked, but the guy is embarrassed because of what people might think for him being a widow, so he says to people that he regrets all of this, that he shouldn't have done it, that he insulted his wife's memory. But then once they're gone, he wants to make out again. I feel mad with his attitude, so I tell him to fuck off.

Then I get lucid and I decide this time I'll do something important. I've been wishing to meet my friend Isabel in the bardo. She died about 6 weeks ago. I try jumping through a portal twice but I'm kinda rusty so it fails twice. At the third time I end up in some kind of palace or opera house with a beautiful stairway. I call for her, don't see her anywhere, but I see some famous singer she likes, so I think maybe I am really at her personal "dream space" in the bardo, so I stick around, focused on meeting her.
I am attracted to a rose marble statue on the top floor and I have a strange sensual-mystical feeling about her, as if she is the core of this place. Although marble, she is also fleshy-organic. I direct my thoughts to this statue, my message to my friend and then the statue directs my eyes through a window and I see my friend on the street below. I run to meet her and she is strolling with some friend at some street market, buying vegetables. I say "hi" and then go straight to the point. "Isabel, I am here to tell you that we're in the bardo. You have to acknowledge that." She looks at me with a serious face and decides to ignore me. She continues passing by the fruit stands and I keep telling her "You died, Isabel! This isn't real! I'm here to help you recognize this!". She pushes me away, upset and I grab her hand and insist. Then she tells me "Okay, so if this is the bardo and you're awake, show me: transform this water fountain into something else." I look at the water fountain and have no idea what to do with it, but I concentrate in making it change into something. The eye of Sauron appears at its very centre under the water, and I don't know if that's me or something to scare me. In the mental fight to tranform the fountain, I make it melt and all the water flows overboard. The street becomes quickly inundated, the stands are dragged by the water torrent, as well as people and then I wake up.

I fell asleep a few minutes after feeling sleepy and cold in front of the computer. I made my first appearance inside a car parked on the street my home was in. My parents had just left the car to get something from our home next to us. I sat in the front seat waiting.

I wait a while inside the car until something happened. The car suddenly turned on and the car was about to start by itself. I panicked! I quickly grabbed on to the steering wheel but as soon as I did, the car started to move backwards . I tried to control the wheel, so I wouldn't hit any houses on the narrow street. The car continued going faster. I stepped on the brakes but the car kept on going! I was doomed. I was always afraid of driving cars in my dreams. I was never sure why. Probably has to deal with how I control things in real life? Anyways, a few seconds later, the car backed up so much that I hit a tree at the end of the street. I was relieved I didn't die. Now it was time to go back home.

When I finally got back to my home, I don't remember how but, I was now inside the living room of the home. It was dark. There was a few other people in the living room at the time. All of which I've never met before. I seemed to have some kind of long relationship with them in the dream though. The light was on in the middle of the room and all 4 people(including me) were gathered around looking at some of the family photos we had on the table. I was the only one standing up and watched as my supposed father handed me pictures to look at.

It was a calm night and nothing strange really happened. The only person I remember from this scene was the father. He was about 60-80 years old. So an old man. There was one strange thing that did happen that I never noticed. All of a sudden, the family inside the living room were all crying because they had just realized that the father is dead. I was confused. I took a moment and went with the flow and cried. I cried a lot for a man I didn't even know. However, someone did manage to wipe those tears away.

A few seconds after the crying, I started to realize that the dream appeared a little foggy. I performed a technique I learned before from a page here on Dream Views. It was the rubbing of hands. I rubbed both my hands together to make the dream clearer. After that, I noticed a little bit of awareness of being inside a dream. I used this extra time to summon someone whom I hold close to my heart. I immediately thought of my old friend Quynh. I faced the living room closet right next to the bedroom, and tried to summon by calling out her name and believing she was beyond the bathroom in the hallway. I walked behind the corner of the hallway and saw no one there. I attempted it one more time, but this time I extended my arm.

I walked over and faced the closet, turned around with my right hand behind me and I yelled out, "Quynh!" in confidence. A few seconds later, I felt a touch. A hand. When I turned around, I saw Quynh! I would've never known I'd see her at this time.

I got closer to her but as I did, she suddenly went on running towards the two rooms in the back. I held on to her and noticed a change in her appearance. She was synchronizing in to her self like in Assassin's Creed. I followed her over to my parents' bedroom and noticed her crying. She was crying for something. She was heading towards the room in the far back but I grabbed her shoulders with both of my hands and turned her. This was not Quynh. Yeah, she had Quynh's old clothing from high school but the face of the girl in this dream was the old girl I liked back in middle school. Why? I was disappointed that I never got to see her this time.

Although, it was not Quynh, I still had some affection for this beautiful looking woman. She was crying and all I wanted was to try and make her feel better. I felt as if I had to help her out, so I can stop seeing all of these tears coming out of her eyes! It was heart breaking. I slowly walked her over closer to the hallway but stopped just before that. I stared at her and watched her cry a bit more. "Why are you crying?" I asked. She had her eyes closed and spoke out, "I'm pregnant!" I then woke up, wondering what it all meant...

The Game

I'm in the house of a girl I knew in high school. Her parents aren't home, so we're hanging out. After a while, she walks up to the glass door and stands looking out the window. I walk up beside her and put my head on her shoulder. In turn, she rests her head on mine. It's a comfortable position, and I think we're both wondering what we'll do next.

She points out that there are some video cameras in the corners of the house. I'm worried and embarrassed, thinking that her parents will be able to see everything we've done. Then she reassures me that she'll make sure they don't get the footage. Then she invites me into her bedroom to "play the Game." Mentally, I test the phrase, translating it to Spanish: "el juego." It's a bit of a strange euphemism.

Zoo Creatures

I'm in an urban dystopia. A narrator gives some backstory about what happened here. I find some zoo animals (including a gorilla) and use my powers to make them do tasks for me. Somehow the story ties into the story of the Wheel of Time series.

I was travelling to somewhere i'm still unsure about with a good friend of mine, though not the same one as the one i saw in my other dream. We had to cross a body of water, but weren't sure how at first. We also saw a girl there but i have no idea what she was doing there, just spectating or something. My friend made it across easily but somehow i was convinced i had bromine on me, and that when i'd touch the water an acid would form and i would get injured. Also i said a base would form but thinking back about it while out of my dream, that's complete nonsense. Anyway i didn't make it across the water before the dream ended.

I was doing some kind of school exam in what looked a lot like a parking lot. I saw other students taking the exam as well, and saw a good friend of mine, with his desk right next to mine. This is somewhat weird as that's against exam regulations to prevent cheating. I recognised another classmate somewhere in the back, and i recognised the surveillant as one of the teachers at my school. The dream didn't last long before ending, and i have no idea how the dream continued.

11/5/2012

1st
Non Lucid
This dream starts off with me hanging out on campus with some of my friends and my brother. For some reason his girlfriend convinces him to go to this booth and join the army. My dad shows up and tells me he has this rare condition where he always has alcohol in his bloodstream because his body manufactures is.

2nd
Lucid
In this dream I find myself walking through this vast red desert. It is extremely windy and dark. There is no one around. I decide to try to light things a bit and create a glowing orb of light in my left hand. My right hand is covered in red lines in a grid like pattern. No idea what the point of that was. I wander through the dessert for what seems like a long time, finding nothing substantial.

3rd
Lucid
I start this dream by hanging out with my brother and my dad at someone's house. I decided to try to walk up a wall for the first time. I am successful, but I can still feel gravity pulling me back towards the ground to the point I was worried I would fall off the wall. I only made it about halfway up the wall until this feeling became so intense I couldn't move. My brother and my dad were trying to rationalize what I was doing. My dad kept telling my brother that I had been working on that magic trick for a long time so I could impress people at parties.

11/3/2012

Non Lucid
In this dream my grandma says she is going to set me up with the granddaughter of one of her friends. She says this all the time in real life, but I'm never a fan of the girls when I eventually meet them, which is only at like Christmas services for church that I've had to go to since I was little. Anyway in the dream this time she sets me up with this hot asian girl with pink hair named Mia. We hit it off and just chill at my grandma's for the whole dream peeling potatoes for the Christmas dinner. Not very eventful, but very vivid and ironic because it never happens that way in real life.