non-lucid

I am writing these down for myself, to try and look for patterns in my dream, when they happen, and ultimately help myself achieve an intentional lucid dream. But i'm happy for people to read them.

This one was a very short dream for me. I was sleeping at my girlfriend's house when this happened, and her bed was also the start of the dream.
I looked out of my girlfriends bedroom window onto the roof of the kitchen where there was a helipad for some reason, and Norris (from corrie) was driving it, so i went out to have a look. I got into the helicopter, i can't remember if there was anyone else in there with us. We flew around the home town, although it looked completely different to real life. At one point we started falling out of the sky, but Norris gained control again. Shortly after we started to fall out of the sky again, except this time, while falling i shouted "wait, this is a dream, this is a dream". As i was saying this i started to slow the falling of the helicopter down, but the world seemed to sort of burst and i woke up before even finishing the sentence.

When i woke i was still halfway through saying the word dream and said it in real life. This is the first time i can remember actually realising i was in a dream and that having any effect on it, maybe after all this time i'm getting the hang of it. Now just to practice not waking up as soon as i realise.

Sole fish

Dream Snippet. Caught bus sat on single swival seat near back of bus at left-hand side window. Folks gasped in (almost) protest and the guy in the seat in front said a low "aww" as if I shouldn't take that seat. But I was'nt and didn't feel rejected.

Also my seat was a single where-as the others were in normal double bus seats. No one could sit next to me.

Next Dream snippet I was in small food court with people from bus. One food stall had strange chocolates but the chocolate stall man also sold grilled fish at the the right-side end of his stall. He was interested in me buying from him. He looked a bit like a pencil sketch.

I went to a table with a couple of people from the buss. I told them about the nice (cold) grilled sole and that I will have that. (end of dream).

I read you post at about 1am (my time) where you said:

Originally Posted by Windhover@

Welcome DebraJane! Thank you for participating

I think you should be in New Zealand group because you're in GMT -9:30? Correct me if I'm wrong, I'm not good at calculating stuff lol

I was already in bed thinking of hooking-up with you guys (Windhover, Atras, Juroara, The danknight, thebeastofold, Lmrhone and Abra. Oh, and Sydney) so after I put the phone down I thought "relax and stop incubating, Any Dream Will Do".

But it looks like I hopped on your dream buss and as I sat down you guys knew I'd caught the wrong bus. But I rode along with you any way cos my intention (incubation) was set and I was too sleepy to stop it. (hehehe)

Later today I will try and find the New Zealand group. Bye-bye.

07.29.2012

Job Interview with Brunette (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down inside a small room, and it's well-lit. Judging by its atmosphere, this same room feels like it would be air-conditioned if I had more awareness of the external stimuli of the A/C running in waking life. The light gives off a faded light orange-yellow-ish color, and in front of me is a female in a pink dress or something like that.

She's a brunette with wavy and curly hair in some parts. She's exhibiting a lot of radiance and enthusiasm towards me, which leaves me speechless until she popped the question,

"What are your view on work?"

After she asked me that, it was as if I indulged into some kind of mental time dilation to process why she would query me this. That feeling fades away when I get a mental light bulb, and realized that I must be at a job interview (at least). I tried my best to not portray any apparent facial expressions to her, and quickly fabricated a half-assed response.

I believe I declared that I'm a virgin, and that I'm single. I also explained some things (it felt like an extreme bravado on my part) of how I'm a decent person. In short, I was convincing her that I was a good little boy, though I don't even know why I'm meeting her in the first place.

She takes a neutral look at me with her mouth slightly opened, and then she quickly smiles and laughs. She even gives me a round of applause with her small claps.

She was very attractive, something about the way her visage was angled, her eyelashes and makeup really made me enticed by her.

I wonder if that could be Alyzarin I met, or maybe someone else. She had the height and the youth for her to be Alyzarin, and her wearing the pink outfit reminds me a lot of Alyssa as well.

Hmmm, guess it's all speculation.

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07.29.2012

Open Ceiling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being on top of the ceiling inside a building, and it didn't look complete. I noticed that the interior of the building, at least the room that I'm on top of, is composed of fairly faded white wood material.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1: Olympics

People are competing in various events related to dreaming. Competitors go into lucid dreams and perform various tasks in the dreams for points.

How did I not become lucid in this dream?!?!?!?

There was another event for baseball defensive skills. Each country is positioned at a certain part of the field. Balls are hit to each part of the field with people at various bases (in all combinations). The country that the ball is hit to has to field it cleanly and throw it to the appropriate base depending on the situation. Countries are judged based on fielding the ball, choosing the appropriate base to throw it to and throwing accuracy and strength.

Dream 2:

I am standing outside of my house and I see a woman with large, spectacular breasts. I want to bang her really bad. I go to my computer to masturbate (not sure if I actually did it). I end up on an orgy vacation with my wife. I start having sex with her. I'm not sure if I had sex with anyone else.

I try going somewhere that I'm not supposed to go and I get caught. In an attempt to get away I find myself hanging onto the wing of an aircraft while it is flying. I am thinking the whole time that this is not possible and I am dreaming. However, it is very difficult to perform a reality check because I am hanging onto the wing. Without doing a reality check, I am not fully confident that I am dreaming so I am scared to let go.

Next time I am in this situation I will try to study my hands.

Hey everybody. I'm starting this dream journal because I'm starting the lessons in the dreamview academy. If you are reading this, enjoy.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in an Olympic water sliding event that people take very seriously. People are pissed because this is my first time ever participating in the event and I am dominating the sport. A couple of kids are being very nice to me though. The water slides have obstacles in the middle of them.

Dream 2:

I am at an Angels game with great seats but I don't watch the game. I am trying desperately to find someone and Rose (from Lost) is helping me. We are taking elevators everywhere (it is kind of like a hotel). The first place I try to look is the 11th floor but the elevator keeps skipping it and gaining more and more speed. It feels like I am going to die - like the elevator is broken and is going to fly through the top of the building.

I find myself momentarily watching the game and a foul ball comes my way. I calmly say "got it" and I catch it. My wife wasn't there to see it because she took a slide down to lower levels of the stadium. She never came back. The Angels are in the field and the bases are loaded with no outs. The batter hits a pop up in the infield. The fielder drops it but umpires call the infield fly rule so the batter is out. This confuses the hell out of the fan next to me. The next batter hits into a double play which Pujols drops but picks up just in time.

Now I am back on my search for someone - some rich person. I go to the penthouse but they don't let me in. I am going down some flights of stairs impossibly fast. I am basically diving head first and rolling to get to wherever I am going.

[TRIGGER WARNING: This journal entry contains content that recalls the shootings in Aurora, CO. Reader discretion is advised.]

Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm on the second floor of a big office building, and I take the elevator down to the first floor. There are a lot of other people in the elevator with me. I get an odd feeling that something big and important is about to happen in just a few moments.

I exit the elevator and walk out into the ground-floor lobby of the building. It's a large space with lots of glass that lets in sunlight, and there are lots of people walking through the lobby, going in all directions.

Suddenly, a man with some kind of small-to-medium-sized automatic weapon fires a short burst of gunfire into the air, in the middle of the room. Everyone in the lobby panics and tries to take cover, including me. [I know this nightmare was inspired directly by the recent Aurora theater shooting tragedy.] As the gunman continues shooting random people in the room, I hide under a long, low, rectangular wooden table with another young woman, about my own age, with brown hair. She and I whisper to each other about how this isn't very good cover, and how he's going to find us here any moment know. We're right - he does find us there, and threatens us with the firearm. I'm terrified that I'm about to be killed. Fortunately, I realize that I'm dreaming, and that that means I can just fly away. So I do. I fly away from the gunman in a straight line, passing right through the wall of the building without even realizing that I've done so until I'm well outside the building. When I'm some distance away, I look back at the tall office building I just left. I'm far enough away that the gunman is now little more than a dot, still visible through the windows.

[There was more to this dream; I went on to explore the rest of the dream while lucid, but I don't remember any of the specifics.]

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Side notes:
*derisive snort* And I call myself an oneironaut! I was having a nightmare, I became lucid, and I just used my dream control abilities to run away from the danger. Next time I go lucid during a nightmare, I will try to remember to stand up to the threat and talk it down.

By the way, I had this dream at a hotel, on Night #1 of my big relocation road trip.

[This is a catchup post. I had this dream on the night of July 18, 2012, but I'm just now getting around to posting it.]

Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in [or outside - not sure] House #1, and I become aware that I'm dreaming. I think, Hey, cool! This would be a great opportunity to go and achieve that goal! So I take off and start flying, keeping very low to the ground [I don't know why] , following the roads that lead from my house to the nearby park. I make a point of concentrating on the dream world around me, to keep myself in the dream. [I think] There's a moment where I briefly become aware of my body lying in bed, but I forcibly drag my awareness back to the dream and manage to stay in it. [It may have been after this next part, I'm not sure.]

Anyway, I turn up the road that leads to the park, and there it is: the metal, chain-link, curved baseball backstop, the one I've been fantasizing about flying to the top of since I was a little girl. I come to the center of the back of it and start flying up, following its curve, but inexplicably sink back down to the ground. I shrug and decide to just climb the thing instead. It works. I'm up at the top in just a couple of seconds. I stand on top of the baseball backstop, surveying the park and feeling very proud of myself for finally getting to the top of my baseball backstop in a lucid dream.

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Side notes:
Every time I have a lucid dream, I always start my day in a great mood, with the attitude that today is going to be a great day. On the day after I woke up from this particular dream, I finally received and accepted the job offer I'd spent years waiting and hoping for. Does it mean anything? I'm not willing to say yes, but it's interesting.

I keep having dreams of Chelsea. She's cute, short, and has black hair. I don't know exactly why I have a dream about her every 2 weeks. I think it may have to do with the fact that she is the only female that I got to know well and didn't have a 'rough patch' with. Or maybe were soul fiends or something like that, idk.

Anyways, the dream started off in a classroom, in a trailer. I was sitting next to Chelsea at a two-person table. We talked a bit, because the teacher wasn't there. Chelsea got up to grab something and my ex, Stephanie, motioned me to come over and sit at her table. So I did.

I talked to Stephanie a little and her boyfriend saw this, and toke a knee between our chairs. Completely blowing me off, he casually talked to Stephanie;butting me out. That was cool though. It didn't really bother me. I see Chelsea drop off some markers at our desk. She pulls up a chair, puts it against the wall, and sits next to me on it. At this point I'm sensing that Chelsea has a thing for me, and I do for her too.

Then Chelsea's mother comes into the classroom, really pissed off. Apparently someone was making fun of Chelsea earlier or something like that. She treats us all like crap and demands to know where the violator is. I think Chelsea asks her mother to stop. And somewhere along the lines, her mother starts yelling at her. Saying that Chelsea is nothing, just really putting her down.

Her mother finally leaves in her fiery rage. I go up to do something unrelated to her mother. When I come back, I see Chelsea sitting by herself, looking really sad, almost about to cry. So I sit down next to her and hold her. She rests her head on my shoulder. I tell her that she didn't deserve any of what her mother told her. She says something, I say something back. Then Chelsea says," We are the warriors of men."

Apparently she is part of some exotic religion that believes many things, one being that they are supposed to defend humanity. I toke what she said as a we're-supposed-to-do-things-the-hard-way-because-we-are-warriors. So kinda like military school's philosophy on parenting their cadets. Also that this religion is blood (insiders/family) only, similar to Judaism.

We talk a little more, and she gives me looks that suggests she likes me. Without saying it, we know that more and more we want to be together, but she would have to go against her religion to be with me. Because she is only supposed to choose from members of her religion to be with. We don't go into all that though. We leave that for later and get through her current sadness together.

I had a dream while I was taking a REALLY long nap today. I had finally fallen asleep and I was swimming underwater.

It was like I was just swimming and swimming for hours without worrying about harm or anything. It was kind of fun.

But then near the end of the dream I found out I was both watching and in a discovery channel documentary. There was this huge shark fish attacking a boat. I was thinking "Sharks don't do this in general, do they?" and then the guy who was narrating the show said "no, but watch this" he this like nothing was going to happen to the people on the boat. Then what happened was this fish knocked the boat so a human fell out. I was watching this from beneath the ocean floor but all this seemed all very close. The fish then swam up to the person and ate him but it was all blurred out by ocean floor sand. The narrator then closed the show by saying "next up on how in the world did that happen" like that was the name of the show I was watching. I then swam up a little higher and realized there were these fish by plants or coral reefs. I told them to "move!" like they were in the way of some great movie.

Notes: The giant shark fish kinda looked like a shark with a Merlin appearance but still had eager eyes of a shark and it was kinda fat.
Also I have had a lot of ocean dreams before, but this one was one the vivid end of dreams of the ocean.

Ok, this dream was pretty weird... I was in a building that had white bricked hallways, with some other guy. The halls were pretty dimly lit. The place was actually a police station. And as it turns out, me and that guy were cops. We actually had like 2 missions in this one dream. The first one is that we were at like Wal-Mart or something and we were trying to not be seen by anyone, so we were like hiding behind shelves and stuff. Then I remember we were back at the station, and some person gave us a promotion. The ranks we had weren't measured in stars, they were measured in gold "I"s. So after that mission, we were rank "II". Then some guy driving a truck smashed through a wall of the station, and I was there, but I didn't know whether to shoot the guy or not and I remember yelling: "Do I shoot him?!" like twice. Then my partner came up and started shooting him, so then i started shooting too. My partner had a machine gun, but I had a pistol. The guys truck was pretty beaten up. The front bumper was hanging off, and the windshield was shattered and gone. I don't remember what the license plate said, but it was white with light green letters or numbers. The truck itself was a dark color. Perhaps dark red. After a few seconds, we notice that the suspect has fallen out of the vehicle, and is on the ground, dead. Afterwards, I say "I could do this all day." And I shoot the suspect once more in the head. The dream pretty much ended there, other than the brief moment of lock picking we did on some random door outside. Just to give you an idea on the outside conditions... It was pretty wet on the ground, and dark outside too. Yet it was not raining. The only light we had outside was from an orange light attached to the outside of the building.

I was at a snack shop across from school. I ordered my food and waited. I wanted a boba milk tea but decided to order it when I get my food for some reason. When I ordered it, the girl gave me a weird look, she asked "spicy chicken boba milk tea?" and I repeated "boba milk tea" (I didn't even realize how weird that is until I recall my dream). The girls just stood there and I wanted to ask them if I need to make it myself (I worked there in RL before). One girl took a cup with boba and gave it to the other girl. I got back to school and ate my food, it was in a beverage cup with boba on the bottom. Whenever I take a spoon of my food, it's wet with milk tea. I didn't think it was weird but still avoided the boba while eating. My drink was knocked down many times but it didn't spill a drop.

I was at school, the lobby was closed, the doors were locked and saran wrapped. The only way in is to be a senior and wait in line. The line was formed with two parallel rows of cones and saran wraps. In order to move forward in line, we have to bend down and crawl pass some wraps. I waited in line with A.A. and her 2 friends. I went out of the line to try the other door, and of course it didn't work. The line moved forward, I ran back in line while apologizing to the people behind. Inside was as usual but with a big banner and rows of chair. We went to the seats on the left side of the room. They sat at the right end of the row and I sat at the left end. It was just 2 empty seats away from them but it felt very distant. I thought to myself that my other 3 friends, A.T., H.W., and P.W. are probably at the right side of the room. (This is very much like our senior prank with the saran wraps, the seating arrangement was almost like my graduation one)

Another thing from last night. I remember being in a combat situation, maybe that was part of my chasing someone or something phase. There was a commander of sorts there, like a grizzled been-in-'Nam-too-long commando who was helping me. Once again, I think it was during the chasing someone phase.

So the dream began with me meeting the guy who live in Jacob Seller's house in Birmingham. I think Jake Spry was with me. He wanted us to go to Tuscaloosa with him to hang out with some friends. I was gonna get back in touch. We went outside, and the power was out. We started to drive away, and I think Jake was no longer with me. It was Claire and some other girl.

Sometime later in the same dream, I believe, everything shifted. There were these children swimming in a tank. They were grey, and very weak. They could hardly swim. They could hardly even climb out. It was getting progressively worse over time, but there was something important about them swimming, I can't remember what. There were two different groups in different locations, and they were in competition. The strange thing was, if they touched each other, they were completely fine. Got all the color back in their skin, and their strength, they laughed and were happy. But if they stopped coming into contact with one another, they instantly reverted to the sad, grey creature that had no strength. Also, near the end, everyone was afraid that they grey creatures would start drowning, as they couldn't even keep themselves afloat, basically. Some lady was running the project.

Just remembered an earlier part of the same dream. We were watching a video as part of some tour, I believe. It was about man's technological advancement by using some energy source, maybe? Or something. We communicated with screens on the side of a mountain while watching it, and you could position the screen on ridges or the like. There were rockets there, and some other things, and I think I was setting them all up. They also could be placed on any part of the side of the mountain, and secured themselves by long metal poles that came down and grabbed onto lower ledges and secured themselves there, just like the screens did. I think this energy source or whatever that I mentioned is what possibly corrupted the children. Also, there was a really incredible machine that recurred throughout this part of the dream as part of the presentation. It was like a flying sphere with some kind of strange padding on the end of its feet. This third paragraph happened after the first and before the second, I think.


And I had just the smallest fragment of a feeling of a part that happened before all of these, but I can't really hold onto it. I just think that I remembered I was chasing someone, and I had that feeling.

28.07.2012

Clara, Cage Club & The Colossus (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I'm at the entrance to a club on my own, as my friends are already inside. I start talking to a girl in a queue and we go in together.

The club is huge, and 'decorated' with cage fences, chains and other metallic instruments; it's pretty cool and looks like something out of a post-apocalyptic movie.

I try to keep up with the girl I've just met while making our way through the crowd. She gets to the other side before me, and grabs a drink. She comes back towards me but stops at a pool table, where someone's setting up a game. She disrupts it by hitting a few balls aimlessly, before celebrating by singing Slipknot's Before I Forget into the pool cue. I watch, amused, and decide to approach her again.

We start talking and I learn her name is Clara, and it's going well until she tells me she feels ill. I ask if she's had too much to drink, but she hasn't, and I decide it must be from there being too many people in the club.

I escort her to the toilet, but not before she throws up on a few people. Everyone watches, assuming she's wasted and that I'm looking to score a drunk chick, but I find it quite amusing.

Contrary to the theme of the club, the toilets resemble large converted barns, and we explore various doors like excited children. We decide to leave, making our way through the now-empty club, my arm around her. We bump into her mum and baby brother, and walk home together.

While walking down hill along a road, I notice a colossus at the far end walking in our direction [I've been playing a bit of Age of Mythology recently] and the mum jokes that we won't have an easy time walking past it. I explain it's probably a bit more serious than that, and with that, the colossus begins to create a ball of energy in its hands.

I leap over a low wall to our left, urging the others to the same, and we sprint as fast as we can across a park. The colossus releases the ball of energy as a beam into some cars, obliterating them.

Running for our life, the other 3 overtake me, and all I can do is watch as the colossus gets them with a second beam of energy. I run to the mum first, who only has an injured foot.

Unfortunately, Clara isn't so lucky, and as I approach her, she turns over, revealing melted skin, deformed limbs and a lot of blood. [Such a nice dream took such a grim turn]

I run to a nearby public toilet for protection and to collect my thoughts. Once I've caught my breath, I venture out, sprinting to cover behind a low wall. The colossus is now a bus, operated by evil men who I overhear talking about destroying the whole area.

I make my final dash to an old mansion in the middle of the park, just as the doors are closing. I urgently bang on them, pleading for them to let me in, which they do. Just for the end of the dream I notice the skin of the men that let me in, peeling after a short exposure to the colossus' energy.