non-lucid

I had alot of dreams on and off last night and early this morning, because I was sleeping a bit uneasy for some reason. I think it was the light from my laptop, which I ordinarily don't take into the bedroom (but I wanted to watch Linkin Park videos before bed).

I'll go into all the non lucid details later, but I wanted to start with the DILD. Most of my dreams occurred in the same room: a kind of mix between my college dorm room, and a hotel room. I had a false awakening, accompanied with some spooky vibrations type sensations (the kind I usually get when something scary is about to happen). Some voice warned me about 2 hell hounds that were about to come get me. I was scared at first, but as soon as I got out of bed, I started to question if this was a dream. Then they appeared: 2 little shih-tzu type dogs, and they just flew through the air and went all rabid on my left hand. I instantly knew this was a dream, based on similar attacks in my previous FAs, and went from scared to just annoyed. I was shaking my left hand really hard, trying to dislodge their teeth from my flesh. When ever I would get one off, the other would fly to my hand and lock on again. After a couple attempts, I was able to pull them both off by their tails, then I grabbed them both by the neck with the same hand until they stopped writhing. I looked at them in the eyes and said "I am going to attempt the basic task now, and you two are going to calm the fuck down." I've handled bigger and stronger demons than this before, so they just went limp in my hand, and shrunk down to the size of kittens. I lay them down softly on the bed and pet their bellies. The evilness had gone and now I was free to do the task. I remembered immediately to drink a potion, since this was my third attempt this month so I guess it was on the forefront of my mind. I looked around quickly, and on the end table next to the bed was what looked like my entire collection of nail polish bottles. I picked one up, willing it to turn into a potion bottle or something, but nothing happened. I thought to myself, "There's no way I'm drinking a bottle of nail polish, even in a dream." I wanted something better, so I was rummaging through the bottles, knocking some over, when I noticed one of the bottles was somewhat bigger than the normal nail polish sized. I picked it up and it was half-full of a liquid that looked just like listerine. Oh well, better than nail polish haha. I went to the mirror and looked at myself, I didn't look like myself at all, more like an extra tan version of a Kardashian sister. I took the lid off the bottle, and hoped my subconscious would make the contents into a potion, and not mouth wash, though I was doubtful. I took a swig, and the flavor was amazing! It tasted like minty white chocolate, and really smooth and creamy. More like, a melted white chocolate ganache. By far the best dream flavor I ever had, it seemed even more intense than a real life flavor, and that's never happened to me before with anything other than visions and sounds. I was hopeful, but still doubtful that it would do anything. Funny how I can be doubtful and it doesn't matter. I stared at my reflection, and I noticed a wound appear on the side of my nose, on my cheek, and on my chin, all on the left side of my face. They looked like little spots that had gotten really chapped and red, with flaky skin. Then something came out of them, and the best way I can describe this, is that it was kind of like an anti-tattoo. Instead of an ink-colored pattern, it was white, and it began to spread from each of the wounds, decorating my entire face. The design looked like tiny little white thorny vines, coiling around every square inch of my face, with little white roses, and white leaves, until my face was half tanned skin and half thorny vine tattoo. It was really kinda cool looking! It didn't spread beyond my face, so I guess it was done. So I got up and went to the door, hoping that I would stay in the dream long enough to do the advanced task! I got greedy. I went out the door, and the door just across the hall had just opened, and people were filing out. These people looked like they had just finished rehearsing a play or opera, because they were decked out in renaissance costumes. I eyed the group, hoping to find one that could actually be an alien (forgetting completely that it wouldn't have counted as the advanced TOTM because I was still on earth). Then a guy that looked like the lead role, dressed to the nines in a royal blue nobleman costume, made eye contact with me. Loooong, super sexy eye contact. He looked like he recognized me. I just batted my eyelashes and flashed my best smile, and he continued down the hall. I lost lucidity at that point, and the dream phased into a stupid story about Katie Holmes and Tom Cruise's divorce.

I've been keeping my guard up since I've started, it's no surprise to me really, I just find it kind of funny that I happen to have toys and action figures as one of my dream signs. It's either toys or cartoon characters that still hold a spot as my dream signs. As for Master Mind's technique, I'm getting better recall, and I'm still seeing the transition from one dream to the next. In fact, I had a bad night the previous night because of heat. But I see another trend starting to form. I always knew it was there but I could never put the two dreams together, the transition would sever them and keep me from ever putting the two dreams together in relation to plot, only bits and pieces would come up, if I was even lucky to have that. So now I got one month to go, and as a reminder to my future self, should I get discouraged if I'm not happy with where I'm at: Set another 2 months and try again! It's summer! You hate Summer! If you get discouraged then just know you'll do better toward the Fall and Winter seasons.

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Light Purple Text = Partially Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

I was at a mall, and I was supposed to be shopping with somebody but they ditched me so I was wandering around trying to find something interesting to do. I came across this ice-cream parlour with all kinds of different tubs of ice-cream. I opt for the cookie dough ice-cream and walk away, trying to find my friend.

I open up my ice-cream and realise that it wasn't quite filled to the top, and of course this is unacceptable so I go back to the parlour and look around for a tub that's sufficiently filled. Whilst looking around, this woman jumps up on the table and starts chanting something, I can't recall what it was but it was freaky enough to scare everyone else away. I was too intent on finding my ice-cream to care about it too much.

I'm searching through all these ice-creams, trying out all the different flavours as I went. I was quite fond of the orange-vanilla flavoured pink icecream, with a layer of chocolate marshmallow underneath. The vividness of flavour for a non-lucid was pretty impressive.

At one point, I suddenly just enter a low level of lucidity and know I'm dreaming, but I'm still too involved in the dream. The woman who was chanting begins screaming "My boobs are going to explode into the ice-cream tubs!" and this causes the remainder of the people to run away and I'm just standing here eating my ice-cream. She starts laughing as her boyfriend comes in and they celebrate that they've successfully scared everyone away and now they can freely steal the remaining ice-cream without being caught.

It starts getting really weird. I walk up to the two people and, being enthralled that everything is a creation of my imagination and still being in a low level of lucidity, I start feeling their hair and being amazed at how realistic the sensations were. They don't seem to care that I'm randomly brushing my hand through their hair, they don't even acknowledge my presence. Soon enough they just start having sex, right there in the ice-cream parlour.

I go to walk out of the shop, when I'm stopped by this man wearing a "Manager" badge. He yells at us, and we're all teleported out of the shop. Thankfully, the people who started having sex were now fully dressed. I'm somewhat angry at them for getting me teleported out when I did nothing wrong, so I levitate them into the air and try to throw them forward, but when I look up after levitating them, they had disappeared!

I flew up to look for them, figuring they had just gone over this hill, but they were nowhere to be found.

For some reason at this point my consciousness has a bump, and I want to try recalling waking memories. As soon as I start trying to recall, the dream fades and I wake up.

I was with my mom as she was cleaning out an old cupbard. She scoots out this very large jar. It's filled with this clear liquid that looks like water. I ask her what it is. She has a funny look on her face like she's not sure if she should tell me. Then finally she starts telling me how in the 50's they had invented this anti gravity liquid, but it wasn't very well known, and it was soon banned and made very illegal. But here she still had jar that held about 5 gallons. I asked her if I could try it. She finally agreed, if I was careful.

I poured about a quart's worth in a gallon ziplock bag. I rolled up the end and held it against me. I jumped to test it out. Since I didn't have too much, I still was experiencing gravity, but to a lesser degree. I jumped a few more times testing how much gravity I was experiencing. I then ran at the wall and ran up it a few steps then flipped over into a back flip. It felt so awesome. I suddenly felt so happy. I was finally going to be able to do things I had never been able to do before. I did the jump flip several more times. I wondered if this would help me to be able to learn how to do them when I didn't have the liquid with me. I felt it would since I now knew how these flips felt and that I had the confidence of having completed some.

I went back to my mom and told her how wonderful this stuff was. I couldn't believe that this stuff had been invented and that no one was using it. I begged her to let me take at least this bag with me. I could tell she was reluctant. But then I threw out, "But Mom, just think, I will never get stuck in a slot canyon again. I will be able to more safely climb....anything. Think of how this would help me out."

I knew she was so worried about how illegal this stuff was. But I asked her, "Who in the world would be looking in my backpack for that? No one would ever know. Pleeease..."


I think I woke up before I ever got a real answer from my mom.

Dream One(Fragment): I was in a tangle of bodies. I think they were Band aids from Almost Famous. WE were just laying down and singing Pendulum songs, lol.

Dream Two: I'm with My bff Ambies. She's eating cup cakes with yellow and green frosting. Sudden;y she starts acting funny and I think she's been brainwashed by these cupcakes. I wish that where ever the cupcakes were made was destroyed to that no one else could get brain washed. I see it happen on a nearby tv, a cupcake factory blowing up. Ambies gets up and leaves, and then I take the wrappers and the left over cup cake and start to throw it away. Then I think better of it and instead glob the frosting off the remaining cupcake and use it to write a message on a tray. I can't remember what the message said, but it was for my mom so she'd know to reverse engineer whatever was in the cupcakes and find a cure for Ambies. Suddenly the house goes dark and the tv starts flickering. I go into the living room to find the tv isn't even on. The flicker is coming from flashlights out the window. A group of guys in suits like Agents from the Matrix burst through the door. One of then starts walking lazy circles around me and talking to me about my involvement in blowing up the cupcake factory. He wants to know where the cupcakes are and I tell hi I don't know. He tells me they can't find a cure for Ambies without the cupcakes. I finally decide to just let him have the frosting and message meant for my mom to look at. My mom suddenly shows up and she's with him. The promise to find a cure for Ambies. I wake up.

I've been off my game for the last few weeks. I've been needing pain medications that I suspect are messing with my REM sleep. I also had my sister staying with me for a while after some guys broke into her place in broad daylight while she was home, which seems to have influenced this dream.

I'm in an unfamiliar room -- it reminds me of the backstage area of a theater -- with several girls. One of them seems to be the leader of the group. She presents me with a bunch of fake IDs and says she has a fake phone number which I can use to check messages online. I check the first fake ID, which is a driver's license from my state, and I notice it looks nothing like the real driver's license. I take my own license out to show her what it's supposed to be like. I wonder if she can even reproduce something that looks realistic enough since they started adding holograms to the real licenses.

While trying to show this girl my license, I follow her down a flight of stairs and find myself in someone's very large mansion. My sister is here, packing up to leave for college. The mansion belongs to a friend's parents, and all of her friends seem to have gathered to here to see her off. My sister and I talk a little bit while we walk through a living room filled with jewelry displays -- nothing fancy, more like costume jewelry. She tells me that she send me a religious medallion in the mail, but I don't remember getting anything in the mail. She then points to a necklace on one of the displays, and it turns out to be the medallion she sent me. I look at it fairly closely, trying to make out the face of the saint, but I can't make out the details.

I need to use the bathroom, but there's no separate bathroom in this house. Instead, there's a toilet sitting out in the open in the marble foyer. I think I can quickly use it and be done before anyone notices, but it seems my digestive system has issues. I end up taking a very long time on the toilet while everyone comes out of the other room, wondering about the noise.

And it's time for my sister to leave. As I exit the mansion through the front door, I find that the main entrance is actually on the second level. It's a long walk down some steps to ground level. To the side is the driveway, which looks more like a small parking lot. Here, my sister is packing things into her car. I start making my way down there, but there are more steps than I realize. As I get down to the ground level, I see my sister driving off. I'm really disappointed that she didn't wait for me to say good-bye.

Then I notice a lot of scruffy-looking men in dirty clothes are hanging around the end of the driveway. One of them growls and approaches me, seeming to be more wild animal than human. They're werewolves! I realize all the friends that where here with me earlier have vanished. I race back up the stairs with the werewolf chasing me. There's a few times I can even feel his teeth as he tries unsuccessfully to bite me.

I make it back to the entrance, but now instead of the mansion's front door, I find an elevator. I jump in and hit any button to get away from here. I'm hoping that I hit the right button to get into the mansion, but instead, I'm taken one level down to servants quarters. But I'm not safe here because apparently the werewolves work in the building! I race through the hallways, trying to find a way back into the living areas of my friend's mansion. Eventually, I run into my friend's mother, who leads me to a staircase and sends me upstairs.

The staircase actually takes me to the foyer of my own house. I also seem to have a Game Boy in my hands that I don't remember picking up. It's about time I got myself to bed, but first, I want to check that the house is locked up for the night. I go to check the front door and find it sitting wide open. Even the screen door is sitting open. Anyone could have come in here while I was distracted, even the werewolves if they followed me home! I rush to shut and lock the door, but there's a problem. The key I normally keep in the deadbolt is gone. In its place is a little bike key which doesn't even fit in the lock. I scramble to get my own key from my purse so I can lock the deadbolt. But I'm worried about what happened to that other key. If the werewolves took it when they sneaked into the house, then I won't be safe here. I debate searching the house for intruders vs. calling the police. Eventually, I decide to make sure the door to the garage is locked and secure before doing anything else. The garage is dark, and I can't see if any werewolf is hiding in there. I shut the door, which still has a key in the deadbolt so I can easily lock it. However, instead of the normal wood door, this door looks more like a heavy freezer door. I start worrying what to do about any werewolves hiding upstairs and wake up.

The first thing I remember is being in some sort of military base full of hostile soldiers. It is outside, with many covered buildings, all with large windows. The overall feel of the base is quite futuristic, it reminds me a lot of a game called Planetside 2. The dream is hazy, but I remember fighting the soldiers along side a friendly figure, and attempting to pick up a large (and again quite futuristic) mini-gun dropped by an enemy soldier. At this point the feeling of being helplessly cornered sets in, and the shear amount of soldiers seems to triple.

I then have a false awakening, and immediately find myself in a room talking to two other people (still quite hazy, cannot really recall the people, only that I was talking to 2 people.). The conversation immediately turns to dreaming, and lucid dreaming. I begin talking about how I was sharing my dream via BitTorrent, and how all dreams have to go through the BitTorrent client.

This is where my dream ends and I awake for real. Slightly annoyed that I was talking about dreaming and LD's in my dream but didn't pick up on it.

I can only remember traveling to some old man's house, and then he gave me something to eat that made me sick, and I went to his bathroom and threw up in his toilet.

Oh what a special dream

Non-lucid visit with a ghost (B. Stewart). Somewhere where there are many people milling about. I see the ghost and we start talking. I tell him that I know he is dead. He smiles at me and says he is always here, watching over the guys. He gives me a lot of advice about life and says that he will just be "over there" sitting in the orange chair (like a stadium seat - sitting out in the open of this courtyard type setting), whether I can see him or not - he will be there. Such a friendly, loving, smile and hug. We talk about his son and his wife.

Later on in the dream - a different day perhaps - I return to the busy courtyard and I don't see him. I turn to the empty orange chair (about 15 ft away) and wave hello. A plastic hand that was on the arm rest waves back to me and I know it is him. Comforting.

Dream switches to being on a plane with my brother on our way to South Africa. There is no roof on the plane and I had to keep my hands on my headphones to keep them from flying off of my head. We end up at someone's house - there are pillars around the pool.

Themes: We Will Never Leave You - Leave No Doubt

I like to just sum up my dreams, or else they'd be 3 page long entries. So this is what I remember:
Middle of desert with someone(s?)
Went back and forth between some cave i don't remember going inside of.
Second dream, i was in san diego (all i remember to classify the city was a boardwalk and ocean)
i was trying to get inside of some bar late at night, i left did something, then came back and was declined access.
Then i was at a small movie theater which i got a ticket to see a movie at. then i missed the movie because i think i was in the bathroom? with a ghost? (shooting in the dark there, very hard to remember, not scary though)
after missing the movie i went to different, much larger movie theater, that was almost like half casino/hotel/resort.
And while there i saw many friends, almost the entire school, from my old middle school.
very strange. I remember some parts very vividly, but that's that. hoping for some lucids soon

I was in a building with some friends. One of them worked there, he had to stream some video game on the radio and on the television.
The building looked like some type of basement. My friends walked with me to some other rooms as suddendly a female staff member stopped us and forbid to go further. We had to return to the first room, I got out of the building but the others stayed there. Their goal was to get to the room the staff member has forbidden(but after some minutes she returned there and cought them). As I got out of the basement I noticed the friend who had to do the streaming. He had to listen to a speech somebody hold.

After this I don't remember what exactly happened , but somehow I was at school with my friends.

The next scene I remember:
I want to go to bed as I set the alarm on my cellphone. The alarm was for this livestream I mentioned before. As I close my eyes I suddendly hear the alarm. I wake up and start writing down the dream.

Non-dream Dream

Today I recalled a ton of totally random fragments:

Fragment 1:

I rented a harley and I am returning it to the dealer. The bike has a huge key. The owner is very trusting.

Fragment 2:

I am looking for a parking space for father's day lunch. I am waiting forever for a car to pull out and when it finally does it turns out to be a handicapped spot. Now all of a sudden the parking lot is completely empty.

Fragment 3:

My dad changed his entire back yard around. He fired the guy who cleans his bbq and I was really sad. The guy did a good job and didn't really break the bbq. The back yard was kind of shaped like an octagon.

Fragment 4:

I am driving by a cemetery. I am doing something dangerous or illegal and we are in some kind of trouble. Some chick in the car is getting bit by a snake from the road. I am driving this huge bike-like vehicle and started shouting "I don't want to get bit by the black widow!" Nobody believes me that there is a black widow on my bike. I stop and someone takes it off for me. Then I go to my parents house.

Fragment 5:

I am in a bar hustling people with some kind of magical device. We are playing for some kind of strange currency - almost like long bendable skis. Some guy walks by completely naked with his penis hanging out. I tried hard to ignore him.

Who was the girl with me?

I end up losing whatever we were betting on.

I had a funny dream the other night. It was one of those super long epic dreams where I am having this great adventure. I was with this guy who was my best friend and we were side by side during this whole dream.

And when I woke up, I thought about the dream and thought, "Huh...". My dream best friend who I had felt so close to was the salesguy from the mattress store that I had recently gone to. Too funny.

Non-Lucid|Lucid|Notes
Falsely Convicted
I'm in a courtroom, standing up at the defendant's table. Every accusation I hear is direct evidence of the murder I supposedly committed. The only problem? I'm innocent.

I'm dragged off by an officer in a khaki uniform and walked down a hallway, where the media is lined up along the walls. My mother shoves past a group of camera-holding spectators, just long enough to ask me a brief, yet impending question:
"Did you do it?"
I shake my head, no.

As I am carefully chained into the back an empty black van which, undoubtedly, should be taking me to a state penitentiary, I begin to cry. My life is over at 17. Damn, I didn't even get to go to college yet.

A thought crosses my mind...

I'm 17! I can't go to prison yet! This must be a..

The dream warps and I awake with a peculiar sense of satisfaction

I only remember a fragment for today:

I’m in a fantasy setting , an archer, I look like some weird mix of Legolas and Daenerys Targaryen. I’m also a man. I’m running in a landscape that I would describe as a mix of Siberia, Canada and New Zealand and I am on my own. I have a feeling that I either have been abandoned by everyone or I left them. There is a strong feeling of complete and involuntary solitude.