non-lucid

Obscure dream about an aircraft carrier type ship that covered about 3/4 of the atlantic ocean. I think it was intended to be some giant artificial country.

I was at the headquarters of some giant company, looked like the designs for the new Apple HQ, I was doing some sort of volunteer work. At some point I got hired. I remember a theme of suspicion. Someone was up to something evil there, and the whole dream I was just sort of snooping around.

08-07-12 -- I'm outside some sort of diner somewhere, no idea where, and I'm just about to climb into my car, but I'm having to deal with a bunch of young punks in the area, trying to stir up trouble. Just as I am about to drive away, the worst of the local punks pulls up in a fancy extended bed pick-up truck. The kid is either the obnoxious Kobra Kai from Karate Kid or the punk from Heavenly Kid, slim blond haired punk. Anyway, he drives into the parking garage outside the diner and starts shooting things up. I pull out my digital camera, and start snapping a few pictures of him and the damage he is doing.

Still trying to leave, but now some of the other punks are trying to blame the damage he did on me, and I'm afraid if I just drive off, I'll make myself look guilty. Soon I am in a friend's car, instead, but he is a horrible driver, and quickly runs into something. We pull the car free, and he backs up, but is then driving on the wrong side of the road, and wherever we move to, he is in the wrong place to pick us up.

Soon we're kind of being chased by a cop, and we're trying to stay out of his way and out of sight. Instead, we're soon eating lunch with him, and he is the parent of one of my friends. (And actually he's Captain Stacy from the new Spider-Man movie.) He doesn't like me, because he kind of believes what the punks have told him, blaming me for the damage at the diner.

After we finish eating, the punk in the truck is back. He is trying to threaten me, but I try to make a deal with him. I show him the photographic proof of him shooting up the diner. He says he'll beat me up and steal the camera, but I tell him he doesn't have the negatives. He tells me he does too have negatives, and pulls some out to show me, but I tell him he doesn't have the negatives of my photos showing his guilt. I tell him I have them hidden away, but if he'll make a deal with me, I won't turn them in to the cops.

He asks what the deal is. I tell him he can't pick on us anymore, he has to tell his friends that we're 'all right.' and he has to help us with a few very minor favors in the future. He counters with the first two parts, but only one future favor, and I agree. He drives off and leaves us alone. Now Captain Stacy is mad at me, saying I perverted the course of justice. I pointed out that even when I explained who did do the damage, he was trying to pin it on me, so I don't really care about his opinion.

About this time, I find myself standing next to a vending machine and starting to hit the coin return to see if it will give me any change. Somehow instead of change, dollars start coming out, and I'm sticking my hand further and further in the slot pulling out more and more bills until soon I'm pulling hundreds and hundreds of bills out of an ATM machine and sticking huge wads of cash in my pockets. Nice!

By this point, it is 20 pound notes I am pulling from the machine, and I am in England. The cop is still chasing me, and there are hints of past dreams I've dreamed, including the NCIS/goblin dream. There is also something about some lady who I somehow changed a bit (like Arthur Stuart in the Alvin Maker books which I've just been listening to), and because of this, they are accusing me of killing her.

I'm still running from the cop, and start looking for a bus, hoping I can jump on it and get away. I am looking for signs for the bus going to Cambridge, but I think to myself that might take too long, and start heading for the train station, instead.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in the Olympics but the event is very strange. We are diving under water for something, then people had to exactly repeat the dive. I am cracking mad jokes and people are laughing. Bowler Brian Voss is there too.

Dream 2:

I am at a strip club with my wife and I am talking to some guys that showed up from their softball game. We are talking about beaches in Orange County. I am trying to get my wife to have a couples lap dance for $100 with me and I almost had her. Finally she gets mad and walks out of the room. I get a lap dance by myself from the stripper who is very pretty - blond with some actresses face.

After a while two guys appear in the left periphery of my vision and the stripper goes into the back room. The look on her face gave me the feeling that this is all a setup and the two guys who walked in are going to rob me. There are now just the two guys who just walked in and another guy next to me. One of the guys walks towards us and starts asking strange questions while his accomplice locks all of the doors. I know that I am in big trouble.

The guy who was asking questions walks towards the door that my wife exited through and starts shooting at us. I blocked the bullets by picking up the pool table and moving it up and down depending on where he aims the gun. Somehow I know that he is going to go outside and kill my wife so I decide to fight. I throw the pool table at the man with the gun and the guy next to make follows my lead. He jumps on the guy after I throw the table at him and kicks his ass. I finish him off by gauging his chest with a pipe. His accomplice is dead now too - not sure who killed him. My leg hurts and someone is helping me wrap it.

Dream 3:

I am having trouble with my hair gel at a big party.

Math Congruence

I'm working through a packet on a math topic related to congruence of some kind. It's kind of a competition: a bunch of us got this packet at the same time, and we're trying to see who can work through the material the quickest. The material is really interesting.

Math Competition

I walk into the lecture hall where I'll be doing a math competition. A lot of people are already there, so it is difficult for me to find a seat. There are very few places in the room with three empty seats in a row, so I'll have to sit next to somebody. I find a relatively empty spot over by the left, but the seats are tilted strangely (and they're column-shaped, like a bar stool or something?) so it's very uncomfortable. I'm prepared to stick it out, but then a girl mentions to me that she thinks they're uncomfortable, and I immediately assure her that I'm going to move. Peer pressure, eh. Looks like there might be some empty seats on the other side of the room.

They hand out the tests face up, and I start working. Then a proctor comes along the row and pats my test, signaling me gently that I shouldn't have started yet. Apparently they wanted to show a video first? Or I'm just supposed to have written my name, then stopped? I can't quite work out what I did wrong, but I feel embarrassed nonetheless.

07-23-2012 -- I'm just hanging around the Hickory house when I realize it is the end of the world. People are running around, freaking out, yelling, screaming, and trying to connect with people for the last few days of existence, kind of making me think of Seeking a Friend for the End of the World, which I have never seen, but only heard of. That's just the kind of vibe this had.

Soon I find myself at a shopping mall somewhere, probably in Santa Ana or Westminster, or somewhere fairly far from Buena Park. The world is still ending, and everybody is freaking, and I can't leave the place until I can catch the 42 bus. (Really a route I used to ride in the area.) Unfortunately, while dozens of buses come by, none are the 42.

I'm getting more and more annoyed, and there is a cop that is starting to hassle me for some reason. Meanwhile, Wolverine is running down the street jumping from car roof to car roof and damaging them in the process, and I can't help but wonder why the cop doesn't go hassle him, or maybe the Incredible Hulk, who is also rampaging through the area. But no, the guy keeps hassling me. Reminds me of Captain Stacy from the new Spider-Man movie, which makes sense, considering.

Stacy has decided to arrest me and take me in (no idea what for), and he is opening some strange, round vault-like equipment locker that seems to be in a tree or something, and as he is looking for equipment, I spot my web shooters inside it, and grab them. I quickly start to strap them to my wrists, and realize now that I have my web shooters, I no longer need to wait for the 42 route.

Captain Stacy is trying to grab me, and for some reason my web shooters are kind of mis-timing their firing, so I can't web sling nearly as smoothly as I would like. Seems like half the time I try to shoot off a line and nothing happens, so I try again, and both lines fire at the same time, tangling with each other. From the same kind of mishap, I can barely get more than a few feet off the ground for a bit, which makes it a really rather poor escape ... but it works. Kind of.

Soon I have things straightened out a bit more, and am actually swinging around the buildings downtown. (No idea downtown where.) Soon there is a flying saucer chasing me, big enough to be a threat, small enough to be maneuverable, and looking like a classic flying saucer, perhaps like from My Favorite Martian. I'm dodging this way and that, but can't lose them at first. Then I sling myself through a gap in a very large skyscraper, and the aliens decide they will just pick me up on the other side of the building.

But I don't fly through. Instead, I swing toward the full-sized baseball stadium located inside this huge building, and decide to take in the game. I spot a nice, cool pool located right behind home plate with some attractive ladies sunbathing in it, and I launch myself in the air above it. While in freefall I strip off my costume, except for my mask, and plunge into the water. I get a slight bit of a feel of a blonde in a really tiny bikini, then pick up the blonde in the nice charcoal business suit sitting in the pool next to me (yes, full business suit in the pool) and pull her into my lap. If it's the end of the world, forget fighting idiot aliens, I seem to have decided to have some fun!

I have a Youtube account I'm going to start doing dream-related things on. I just made it the other day lol.

=Non Lucid=

I go to check my YouTube channel. Not that I have anything on it yet, just wanted to see how it looks. I'm amazed. There's Runescape videos I never made, and I've apparently scammed all of my subscribers and made like way over 5000$. I didn't do this. Someone else did. Within a day =.= I talk to my friend, who I actually have no clue who it is. He says how is step mom got a hold of my account, and got like 6k subs somehow. Then she took donations in runescape and sold them for real life money. I had TONS of partyhats, and "Custom Items" like you would see in a private server. I begin destroying everything, until it turns into real life. I grab a custom item in my right hand, and a staff of fire in my left. I was going to alch it. The staff was soo small, barely big enough for my hand to fully grab on to. I asked my friends step mom how to alch it. She had no clue. I was in front of my house, on my steps.

I don't remember anything after that

I was stuck in a hotel on the side of York that's near the Log Cabin. There was a Waffle House there, and a vendor attached to the side of it that was making basic Americana food. His setup was basically just a grill with some counter space around it against the outside of the building forming a loose square, no roof, just outside. I'm almost certain I've seen him and that setup in my dreams before. I ordered fries and a hamburger, and I was constantly getting accosted by people in the area for money. I later got the food, and it was actually chicken fingers. One girl approached me, and I was going to give her some money, and then I saw that she had a small pair of scissors in her right hand that I was pretty sure she was going to stab me with, so I quickly grabbed them from her. I was homeless, just wondering around at this point. I think my plan was to stay in the Waffle House until morning, but that didn't work out. The people standing around it seemed to aggressive and shady. I also remember asking a friend if I could stay at his place for the night, but he said no. I wasn't bad homeless, just didn't have anywhere to stay for that night. I believe I even had some luggage with me or something. I was somewhat frustrated because I'm pretty sure I had come to that area to do something really heroic, and HAD done that really heroic thing. And no one would take me in for the night.


This reminds me that I wish I had a car more than almost anything else at this point in my life. The theme of either not having a vehicle and being in some predicament because of it, or driving constantly is almost ever-present in my dreams.

I dribbled some iNotes right after I woke up... so this will be an attempt to decode the early birdy typos .
location: home. i was looking out the window and this old bitter blck lady was attempting to sell me something. I shut my blinds and I remember thinking "I am bout to make everyone in the neighborhood hate me. I already piss so many people off.I kept ducking so that she wouldn't be able to see me. Then I saw her and a few girls go in next door. Ignoring me, but I could see them through the crack of my door. Then my cuzzo J came in the scene. I forget what we were talking bout but I had to google something on my phone and her instagram came up as a result. She was mad I was following her and I was all defensive "i swear to god idek how!" she let it go, but I remembered I followed all my friends so that is how she became a person I subscribed 2 . I unfollowed her anyway.We talked about how cute my dog was in the position he was in "aWW" (dawg was so cute haha) then we carried ms sel gomez on a wheel chair down the steps. i remember wanting to drop her but instead i took her other wheel cuz Jb was a weak kid. J held other leg. Jb held her head. We get to the hospital and see pple passing. J is telling me i look like her bf's bro. WTF. So I try to get her back by saying she looks like someone but she holds a contempt face and it drives me nuts LOL y am i so mad?... Anyway there were only italian surgeons so it was pretty weird.

I was a young child at my grandmas place. Me and another child were in the shed playing a game. it was some kind of car game. the game was somehow linked to my real life and Ben an old sexual partner and where to sleep while getting him to sleep next to me. There was also some mention of the people inside being too hot. My friend said we were fine in the shed. I said that's because we have an air-conditioner in the shed while they only have one for the lounge and one for the kitchen. I thought that doesn't sound right. When I raced around the toy car the aim was to hit a certain object. There was a power up I kept finding too powerful for the car and kept switching back and forth. I also had to avoid objects that sometimes moved and would multiply as the game got harder. I got to level 9 before I couldn't find the object I was supposed to hit.

An unexpected surprise

I travelled outside to find the object and couldn't find it. Instead what I found was a lobster in a bag. I felt sorry for the poor creature. And remembering that there was a beach just a few paces away I decided to set it free. My friend came with me, something I didn't expect but was glad she did.

As I walked, I kept shaking the bag down afraid the lobster would hurt me. The lobster kept getting closer to my hand, the closer I got to the beach. When it was nearly at my hand, it was no longer a lobster but a kitten. I kept shaking the bag down now afraid of the kitten. Then I remembered my kitten at home bites me all the time and it doesn't hurt. So I let the kitten out of the bag. I let it bite my hand. It didn't hurt just like at home. I then realised the beach wasn't the proper place to let it free and resolved to free it in the park.

Escape

I was embarrassed and sure my friend wouldn't come with me this time. Again she surprised me by agreeing. Now we had a problem. How to leave the house without the adults knowing we had gone. I first went to go out the gate, then my friend warned me Grandma and Mum was out there. I could hear there voices chattering through the open gate and resolved to find another way. My friend suggested we get a taxi from the back yard drive way. At first I thought our parents would see us. I then realised they would only see the taxi, not us get into it. Then I realised the taxi drivers would be suspicious of two 5 year old children unaccompanied by an adult and told my friend so. It was then I came up with an idea.

In the back yard was an alleyway. I suggested to my friend we go down there. My idea to cross the road go down the street and turn back to the park. She agreed. Everything went to plan, though we got a few strange looks from some people. Trouble started when just at the end of the street across from the park we ran into some policemen, who noticed us from the station. They stopped us and asked where we were going. I politely told them that we were off to the park to speak to the park man then straight off home. They told us they would wait for us at the front of the park to ensure we safely get home. Therefore presenting a problem of being caught.

At the park we spoke to the park man, while a lady took a photo. Realising we couldn't be caught on camera we ran away.

The cauliflower man

Jumping and climbing from tree to tree we ran. Down below us the news told of two missing children while the police chased after us. We were quite famous. Eventually we ran into a strange looking man who resembled cauliflower. He was about to commit suicide. We convinced him not to. It turned out he was the owner of the cat. Running into the cauliflower man, we found a cauliflower costume that the man wore to make himself look normal. we hid in the costume. As we were walking, we talked to the man. a lady looked strangely at us. The man said he was praying. She didn't believe him and walked off.

The Teacher

The cauliflower man became a teacher. There was another teacher who was mean and successful. He had many trophies that he got to keep as long as his teaching was successful. The cauliflower man became a very popular teacher. The bad men's class kept emptying and emptying until there was no more students in his class. The Principal ordered all of his awards taken to the new teacher. The bad man swore revenge.

When the principal came to check up on the cauliflower man's class he was seen telling off a student. The principal left happy. The cauliflower man, as soon as the principal left, showered the child with candy. The child happy, left to write in his book. In his book the child wrote pictures showing him having a conversation with his parents. This changed to a different scene of the kid talking to his parents.

"how was school?" the father asked. "It was great we get to do nothing at school". "good" said his father. "we get candy every day" ,"great" said his father. "And he is dressed in a costume." "A costume?", 'Is it a cow?" "no","Is it a dog?" "no, its a cauliflower man." "What his father shouted angrily." "a cauliflower man." "No son of mine is going to school with a teacher dressed as cauliflower."

The Lady

The father kicked up a big fuss. He arranged to have the principal remove the man. The bad man happy of this news went to tell the Teacher. Luckily the teacher had been warned. He told everyone repeating everything we said in the costume. "I have decided to leave this school and start my own church where all the money will be given to charity." (The Teacher was unhappy at this last bit. We also had no money or church.) The Teacher became even more popular and all the children that were in his class instead went to his church. It was then that the teacher saw the same Lady from before. She apologised to him and said that she believes him now and gave him 3 million dollars, much to the cauliflower man's happiness. It was then I woke up.

08.10.2012

Blonde Anime girl and Rei Ayanami (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

I see a picture of a blonde anime girl that is going to get raped. It was like reading a Doujinshi, and there's a panel where the shirt she's wearing is ripped out, exposing her breasts. They were small and firm, and she had a very petite body structure.

Then there's another panel where she's in the missionary position, but this is seen at a side angle. Someone is on top of her, penetrating her intensely as she has her legs cocked up in the air. She looks like she's going to cry, and it's very hard to see who the person having sex with her looked like.

He was all a blur to me, but he really knew how to have rough sex with a girl of her size.

The dream shifts, and it seems I'm going to head out somewhere. I think I'm inside an apartment. The insides are just a blurry brown color with the wooden chairs, sofa, kitchen, etc.

There are two anime looking females in the room. There's a blonde one to the left of me that's holding my left hand, and the other has light blue hair.

I look at the blonde one first, and she looks like the londe female from "The Story of Little Monica."

She smiles and me asks,

"When will you come back?"

It takes me a while to understand what she meant by that. I shift my focus on the light blue haired girl on the right who is probably 5-8 feed away from us. She looks a lot like Rei Ayanami from Neon Genesis Evangelion.

I think she's wearing the white default outfit from the show, but I'm not too sure on that. I only see the profile view of her face, and it seems she was probably speculating about something, or looking down somewhere.

I keep focusing on her until she turns her head towards me, then she blushes, and quickly turns her head back.

Huh?

I most likely went out to go somewhere, but I don't know where.

I wonder why the Rei counterpart was blushing at me and so shy? And then I realized the same blonde anime girl holding my hand was the one who had sex in those panels I mentioned.

So the question is, was it me who had sex with her? And what about Rei? Why would she be blushing....hmm.....

O.O

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08.10.2012

Permission Ticket and Bands (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at some kind of ticket booth, but before I go anywhere near the employee, I think I go to some other section where I have to fill out some application. It's basically a form on what you like, hobbies, preferred food, etc., at least that's what I assumed when I saw the question,

"What is your favorite band?" I believe there was a girl next to me who asked me that, and I said,

"Just put None" because I honestly couldn't choose one.

"Okay!" she said, and she draws a line through the answer space, something like that. Then I remember getting near the ticket booth for some kind of Permission ticket, though I don't know what it really is for.

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08.10.2012

Dark Merlin Bans Me on IRC (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm logging on the Dream Views IRC, and I talk for a while with some people. Then after a few seconds, Dark Merlin bans me.

It looked more like a disconnection rather than a ban, and I was wondering what I did to actually get banned. I was using the KVIrc system to check things I've said before getting banned.

There honestly wasn't any reason for me to be banned, and I didn't even spam in there or anything like that. Then I was able to get back on after 30 seconds or so. I double checked to see what I did wrong, and Dark Merlin banned me because I used bold font.

I wonder why that would get me banned, and then I saw some red font somewhere on the chat, so I check and find out it's Matte the mod, but his name is spelled as "Mate" in the dream instead. We were all talking about something, probably on why I got banned for a few seconds, but that's all I remember.

This is the first entry to my dream journal on this site. I have good recall and don’t write down my dreams often, only when they start to slip. I’ve decided to do this as it has been said to be extremely important and I’m going to take their word for it.

Last night had a pretty good dream and some fuzzy ones. The last thing I had before bed was some tea and then an apple, nothing particular to aid lucidity (although apple juice does help so why not apples?). Anyway, I was going to try WILDing again but was simply too tired. I went to sleep at my normal time, got to sleep normally. I read A Clash of Kings before bed.

The Dream

I was in a park sort of area with some people, two gangs. One of them I was a member of, a pretty important one too. Both groups were arguing over who owned a pair of broken bongos. A member of my gang, who had the voice of one of the smooth posers in Adventure Time, offered to fix the drums with a bongo-spanner, a small tool that looked like an small corkscrew. This offended the opposing gang leader, a short man with slicked back hair and a Spanish accent. He began insulting the smooth poser until my gangs leader stepped in and defending him. The enemy leader took this as a challenge and took out a knife. My gang drew weapons including a pipe, a cricket bat and a short dagger. I had some sort of wire held between two wheels. When the fight started, I snuck up on an enemy gang member and choked him to death. Some short woman with red hair and a Tommy gun called my methods too brutal. I dismissed these claims. The fight was unconvincing, like something from a B-movie.

I woke up, almost wanting to laugh at the absurdity. I attempted a WBTB but realised it was morning already and there wasn’t enough time.

I've been having non lucids lately where murderous people are after me. I'm never all that scared in them, in fact it feels no different than running from someone I'm playing tag with. I mean, I never truly fear for my life, but I do try to get away.

In this dream, a woman had captured me and was holding me hostage in my own house. She was explaining how she wanted to kill me and mutilate my body. And she had bloody body parts from other people scattered around. I was back to being a teenager, because one of my boyfriends, Dave, tried to come over. But the lady told him I wasn't home or something. So as he started walking home, I thought "I need to get out of here. I'm going to get my bike when she's not looking, and ride away!" Oh and side note, I think she already killed my parents. Anyway, she turned and left the room for a moment, so I easily slipped into the garage, opened the door, and started walking my bike into the street. I had a hard time getting my bike going there for a minute, and I was getting that excited/scared feeling you get when you're about to be tagged "it", but I finally got the bike going. I saw Dave half way down the block, and I yelled "Dave!" He stopped walking and turned around, and I hopped off my bike and ran to embrace him. His hair was all wild and red and curly like I remember it being when he was 19. We kissed, and then I broke the kiss and saw that 3 crazed murderous people were right behind him. I screamed!! Then either I woke up briefly or just went into blackness.

The dream restarted, where I was at the police station with Dave and his family. The cops got the bad guys, and Dave's family had graciously decided to let me live with them. Not adoption exactly, just more like becoming my legal guardians. I remember being so excited that I would get to live in the same house as my boyfriend I was given some paperwork to sign, and it was really hard to do! The pen wasn't working well, and I was having a hard time just writing. I became lucid once I realized that I only have this kind of trouble writing when I'm in a dream. But I was too wrapped up in the story, and Dave, to do anything with it. I just went over and hugged his mom, then proceeded to make out with Dave before waking up.

Dream
Lucid

I was on a bus with other people. I wasn't sure as to who else was on the bus nor did I know where I was going. I decided to start talking to a kid that resembled my friend, Nick. We were joking around when this girl came and sat in the seat next to me. She reminded me of a girl I used to see in school all the time, but I didn't know her. I unconsciously start flirting with her, by the time we reach our, still unknown, destination she's written her number down and given it to me. We all start getting off the bus, walking towards a large tan building, with big glass front doors. For some reason I didn't want to put the girls number in my pocket, so I take off my backpack and put it in there. While doing that, for some strange reason, I remember what I'm wearing in the dream. I have a white T-shirt on, with black basketball shorts, grey Nike's, and finally my grey backpack. We make it into the building and there are only 2 or 3 people in there and they are all female. I walk up to some double doors, which would take me to the skating ring. This women stops us before we could enter and tells us to wait there. I'm sort of irritated, because I really wanted to see how my ice skating has improved, since the last time I went ice skating I was horrible. I quickly get bored, so start looking through the small windows on the double door. I see a room filled with computer stations and can't find any possible reasons for so many computers to be in a place like this. I turn around and see guys surrounding the girl I was talking to. She doesn't seem too comfortable and moves away from them. I'm not sure why, but I don't go to comfort her, I stay near the double doors. I look back into the window and see a woman deleting a massive amount of tabs on her computer screen. Nick randomly appears and says "How is it possible for so many tabs to be open?" He says with confusion on his face. I don't respond, but question the same thing.

Then, I woke up, haha. First time I've done a DJ in months. Hope you enjoyed it

1. Out in a city that was under siege. Parked in the central division were a bunch of air planes. There were air planes for dog fights and bombing. Somebody commandeered and weaponized the city's train. There only civilians out were hot girls. I called attention to myself and stole a plane. I flew like a champ and was doing aerial acrobatics like mad. When I landed, all the women ran to me and touched me.

2. There was a rather large party happening atop a building. It was central in a city, but outside of the bottom floor were shops and games. I sat around chatting by the parked cars for a long while. Eventually I headed inside to get cake. In the cake-room there was a projector with movies playing. After some time, I got back on track to get cake, but it was a lie.