non-lucid

Actually driving a car around in a field. Just...driving, really... nothing else... Strange because I don't drive. I have almost no idea how to (I'm 16 years old), but in the dream, I was doing it. (was actually kinda fun though)

I was getting on a bus and D and Rah were there. I wanted to sit next to her and behind D so I could talk to them both, but I couldn't find what happened to Rah. The bus driver also crashed into something. And some "accucheck" person came on the bus and said something. Then someone with their product started complaining.

Before this dream I remember talking to a gate guard and asking him about the policies regarding who gets let in and who doesn't. Some kind of way I see this scene where there is a couple and they're killing a lot of people. They're inside this small wooden house and the floor and walls are covered in blood. As a matter of fact it's leaking out down the stairs.

I also remember being rocky....I was lucid, but I was trying to stay "in character" for the rest of the dream and lost it after my weigh in.

This dream began non-lucid, and the starting point was on a small sand dune in the desert. Off to one side of the desert, I could see a thick jungle that began right where the desert ended--side by side, as if there had been a line drawn between the two biomes. I headed off towards the jungle (still not lucid yet), and as I began to explore the hanging vines, trees, and the like, DILD kicked in. However, my idiot self completely forgot to stabilize the dream, so I pretty much just continued right on after I gained lucidity, thinking, "Cool!" I continued walking through the jungle, now in control of my actions, but not exerting the amount of control that I could have if I had stabilized the dream. I came to an area that had no trees, but there were vines hanging down everywhere, so I decided to test my control on them. (I was completely unaware at the time that I had forgotten to stabilize.) I began to walk among the vines, attempting to instantly change them into another object, material, or substance, touching them as I tried to shift them. The first vine I touched I tried to turn into a chain, and nothing happened, so I walked on,a bit disappointed, and touched the next one, focusing on making it into an orange-colored vine. Nothing happened to this one either, so I turned around to try and change another vine just by looking at it, but as I turned to look behind me, I saw that the first vine had changed into a chain while my back was turned! I took a second to process that, then I turned around to look at the vine I had just touched, and I saw that it had changed to a bright-orange vine when I had looked away. At this point, I was getting a little annoyed, as if my control was mocking me, so I ran through the mass vines, brushing my hands over as many as I could, thinking of all the minecraft blocks I could as I touched the different vines. As I expected, (sadly) no vines changed instantly as I had intended, but they were all changed to exactly what i pictured when I touched them once I turned around to survey the [very annoying] delayed reaction. I was going to continue to try and instantly shape things, but the scene began to shift, and I couldn't do anything to stop it considering that I hadn't even stabilized it in the first place.

The dream continued and got much more exciting from there, but this entry is already fairly long, and the laptop I'm using is about to die, so I will continue into the awesome part of this dream as soon as I can get a hold of a computer for a good half hour. Please leave your thoughts and comments on my retardation at not having stabilized and the strangeness of the delay that I experienced during this dream. Thanx!

Very sketchy dream and cant help feeling there's much I've forgotten but here goes:

I remember being in Exeter in the back of the neighbours of my grandparents where I used to stay as a kid. I remember the garden was set up for a wedding party with food all around. I found myself walking through the bouncy castle to get into the main part of the garden. I then looked down at my wrist to see that the tattoo of Garfield (just had a tattoo but of a Basque cross done there) had somehow run and bled onto the napkin I held and began worrying whether I should try and get rid of the whole thing or get it touched up to how it was originally.

I then found myself on the round that runs at the front of these houses walking down the hill. It was at this point I woke up.

July 12, 2012

I was outside lying on the ground. Katie came up next to me and asked what I had for dinner. She told me not to eat Ice cream and then lay down, because it will give you an upset stomach (??) I was staring up at the sky and I saw a shooting star. I told Katie and she said I was seeing things. I felt a strange pulling sensation and I tried to hold on to the grass. My feet lifted toward the sky and I felt scared. I floated up really fast. My eyes were watering and I couldn’t bring my hands up to wipe the tears. I felt myself go into outer space and I held my breath because I knew there was no air (again…???) I kept floating farther away. Earth got smaller and smaller. I stopped and I was in the clouds. A beautiful woman with huge black wings yelled at me and told me to breathe. It was a threat. She looked angelic, yet dark. Creepy. She said something in a weird language and a bald man appeared. He had a spinning disc over his head. It was making a metallic humming sound. I wanted to cover my ears but I couldn’t lift my arms. He said “I’m no Genie, boy….go make your wishes somewhere else.” and then he laughed. The woman watched him, and I thought she was going to fight him. The universe started to spin and I felt sick, and I woke up.

The Walking Dead

We were over ran by zombies and trying to find a safe place. A lot of people died. We make it to a church. We are inside it and there is a man and woman there. I am up on a stage and there were doors. I hear and see a zombie moaning and turning a doorknob. Open it to kill it but two cups fall out. One was blue and one was turquoise. I treat the cups like they are full of zombie viruses.

I notice some tomatoes pilled high in the corner. I go back to the people and I see Laurie and Hershel from The Walking Dead. I assume now that I am Rick. I sort of hint to Laurie about the tomatoes and how we made "Something" from them to create explosives. She gets it and lets me know we will use them later.

I am now on a 4-Wheeler in my state trooper uniform and hat. I worry that I will attract all the zombies back to our place but I am looking for something. The landscape looks like Texas in the summer. Dry open pasture land. I see a old run down sign that looks like something from a Fallout game. It says something about a resort.

Then I get a flash of memory about how I went there and knocked on the door wanting in so bad. But the people inside where cruel and evil. I barely escaped alive.

But no that's not what I want. I see a trashed out mobile home. The metal frame looks good. I want it. Then I see it hauled off by something.

Now I am standing in an open parking lot. I see three of those mobile home frames outfitted to be solid bug sort of caged looking. They are stacked and hanging from one another independently from a crane. We have attached bits of broken rope and rags of all colors so that it is easy to climb up them and be high up and away from any zombies. I climb up and wonder why it is so easy and why I don't get tired. Then I see a severed thumb with a silver ring hanging from a rope. I am shocked at first. I pause to examine it and then quickly forget about it.

Now we are all in a comfortable living quarter inside one of the mobile homes. It is fully furnished and complete with everything we need. We are entertaining the kids with some sort of projector video game.

I wake up.

Another Poop Dream
I am at my parents and we are getting ready to go to General Convention (a church thing). I am pissed off and don't want to go. I am sitting in a recliner and my wife is next me saying something. I am annoyed because I am trying to read the Bible but she is talking. I get hateful and tell her to leave if she wants to. That I won't beg. As I am saying this I see a bookmark that says "Preach it, Thomas". I think this must be my grandfathers who is now dead.

I go up stairs to the bathroom. I am still grumbling how I don't want to go. I need to poop so I sit on the toilet. Then I find myself suddenly on the floor in front of the open door. I start to go but I see my mom may a face like what are you doing and then she waves me away like go ahead. I stand up and think no I should be on the toilet.

Then I remember that I dream this a lot and I say, "Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming?" I say the words but I don't really ask the question. It is just like something I was supposed to say and had no meaning.

I sit down on the toilet and hear the poop plop in the water.

Alarm clock wakes me up.

I feel I should explain a little bit about these. The text is copied directly from my hastily scrawled on notebook that I keep next to my bed. The text is kind of broken because I am usually half asleep when I write it With memorable dreams I sketch out a quick scene a few minutes after getting up, and then I usually do a painting in the following few days. I've include the text/sketch/finished painting. I hope whoever reads this enjoys them!



July 6th, 2012


I realized that I was lost and I was scared. I knew that I was going to be very cold soon, because I could see the snow. A bit confused because I didn’t feel cold, but I knew it was coming and I didn’t have a jacket. The castle in the background was odd looking and very reflective. I think it was made of some sort of rock I’ve never seen before. As I walked toward the castle I was obsessing over the trees. They looked odd and twisted. The light was creating an orange glow on them. I started to feel cold and I heard someone crying. I walked over the hill and saw an almost naked woman chained to the snow. She appeared to be floating and it terrified me. I wanted to help her, but I could tell she was dangerous so I didn’t approach. I could feel heat coming off of her, and it was comforting in a weird way. She was melting the snow. I started to laugh because I could tell she was powerful, but for some reason she was too weak to pull the chains out of the snow. I don’t know why I thought that was funny. I snuck around her from a distance and tried to make my way to an archway. The snow got stronger and I thought I was going to freeze to death.



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I don't think my recall has ever been this good! Four dreams in one night? That's unheard of for me! I think anally writing in my dream journal has helped. The melatonin too.

Matt in Spaaaaace

Me, two friends, and a teacher/commander dude were in a space station. From the inside, it looked like a standard building on Earth, complete with full gravity, though it had a la-bor-a-tor-y feel to it. One of the rooms had an entire wall open to space, though we could still breathe and nothing was getting sucked away. This was the room where we put on our space suits, which were drastically slimmer than the RL models, though they still had the clichéd bubble helmet. The three of us (not the commander) squeezed into a satellite looking thing, that took us out into the asteroid field. When we got out and set foot on an asteroid, the commander was already there, with no spacesuit (and may I say the stars in the background looked pretty cool). The gravity was less, but still very present. He gave us these weird grid bubble tray looking things. Basically a 3D light blue grid with bubbles where the lines intersected. We were to pull these through floating dust on the asteroids, which collected something from the dust into the bubbles. I think it may have been water. Once we filled all of them, we got back in the satellite/ship, went back to the station, and put away the trays and suits.

Fattest. Chipmunk. Ever.

There was some type of zombie/mutagen virus scenario going on, in my house. Me, my mom, and some stereotypical zombie game protagonist were sitting in the living room watching TV, when my mom told me to go get a tissue and blood sample from one of the infected. Apparently we kept all the infected out of one half of the house, because beyond this half there was blood and dirt everywhere. I'm not sure how we pulled it off, since our house is pretty open, and anything could just walk through it. When I went over there, I saw a bloated infected chipmunk chasing a healthy one, and the only way it could move was by flopping. His stomach was easily the size of two tennis balls. He eventually gave up on chasing the other one, then I made a whistle that my cat usually responds to, and he started enthusiastically following me. I remember thinking "I don't wanna touch that," and leading it onto a hand towel laying on the floor. Then I took a blade/chain/whip thing, and sliced into its neck, reluctantly killing it. I did it again, at a different angle, then tore out a chunk of perfectly white flesh with red spots. It reminded me of a potato. My mom walked over and I gave it to her, then she handed me a syringe to get the blood sample.

Changing in a... Suicide Booth?

I was a member of the Planet Express crew on Futurama, and we were preparing to go on a mission which involved someone putting on a protective suit which just happened to smell like rotting fish. Leela said she couldn't wear it because she had a date tonight, and I of course didn't want to wear that thing, so we made Fry do it (big surprise). He got into what looked like a suicide booth to change, and was trying to put it on with it touching as little of him as possible. We quietly laughed at him as he tried to put it on, and then he fell over inside the booth, the suit touching all of him. Then it went silent, and we walked to the front of the booth (we had been beside it) and saw his silhouette standing motionless. When we opened it, he was hanging from the cieling with no noose, eyes and mouth wide open, as if he was dead. We knew he was playing a joke, then shut and opened the door again. And his jacket was missing. We did it again, and his shirt was off. We kept shutting and opening the door, and every time something was different about his pose. We were impressed that he was able to do that so quickly and silently.

Friends at Wal-Mart

I was at a fair with my dad, step-mom, and step-sister. I don't remember much about this part, but eventually we went to a Wal-Mart nearby to buy something. At one point we came to a "Learn Español" book section. We talked about Spanish for a while, then left and my step-mom said something like "Oh, let's learn Spanish again," to my dad, while clinging to his arm like a three-year-old. Then I guess we forgot something, and turned around to go back into the store. I saw my friend Patricia, and we waved to each other. We went in and out of the store quickly, and this time when we came out Seirra was there. (We were good friends for a long time, then a bunch of regrettable stuff happened and I've been trying to show her how sorry I am, blah blah blah, long story short, she hates me now and talking to her would make me really happy.) She started following us, and said something to me. I thought she was talking to Abbi (step-sister) at first, and asked if she was talking to me. She looked at me as if to say "yes," and we talked casually for a few minutes before I woke up and realized she still won't talk to me.

My Dad my Younger Cousin (who hapens to be spending the night in wakeing life) and I are standing outside on a bright clear day. There is a large pile of something yellow on the ground (I have a feeling it might be yellow toy trucks) and then my dad tells my cousin "just remember ____" (at this point my memory cuts out and I wake)

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

I was attempting a WILD and became the closest I've ever got. I felt like I was in full sleep paralysis but despite this wasn't seeing or hearing any hallucinations. (I'm beginning to think hallucinations just don't happen for me, each time I've been in sleep paralysis I've never had any. Or maybe I've just not been in complete sleep paralysis yet.) After I while I got the urge to roll over, but resisted and just tried to focus on the HI I was seeing. I got quite uncomfortable, finding it hard to breathe, noticing the heat and weight of the duvet on top of me. But then... I don't remember anything else.

Next I know I'm in a dream, first thing I remember after attempting the WILD is being in this room where I'm checking my hands and fortifying the lucidity.

I walk out of the room and see that I'm in a tropical rainforest, similar to the place I was previously incubating with HI. I walk around for a bit but the dream becomes unstable and incredibly blurry. I rub my hands together and feel all the texture of the world around me, managing to re-stabilise the dream.

I walk into this open expanse. I'm still not fully conscious in the dream, but I guess the incubation I had of chinese dragons in the sky of this tropical rainforest enters my mind, as I take to the skies and try transforming into a chinese dragon. I see myself in the reflections of the waters and I am still in human form, but I am weaving effortlessly through the sky, just like a chinese dragon.

I have a false awakening. I'm laying on the floor in this room, surrounded by people talking about lucid dreaming. I get the impression that I'm a sort of test subject, but I also don't want to be here. I attempt to DEILD while still laying on the floor while in this dream, but I think I woke up properly and DEILDed because the voices of the people disappeared and I vaguely remember the feeling of my bed for a few seconds before I entered the next dream.

I'm instantly lucid in my kitchen. I decide to try turning the lights on and off, just to experiment with dream physics. They turn on, but I'm unable to turn them off again, so I just head outside.

It's early morning, there's sporadic streaks of orange darted about the dark cloudy sky. I begin walking to the street when I hear footsteps coming up behind me. I turn around and my mum's there. She hands me this cup she has in her hands, but when I try to take it she resists me, similar to a lucid dream previously. My lucid DC version of her seems to be very aggressive, I've noticed.

After a short while of struggling, I decide to try yelling commands at the dream, something I hadn't tried before. I yell "Let go of the cup!" and sure enough, she immediately stops. Almost robotically she yields the cup over to me. I wonder what else I could try with yelling commands, so to make sure my DC mum doesn't interfere with my lucidity as she has a tendency to be a pest in my lucids, I yell "Jump up and fly away!" she looks at me, somewhat confused, before leaping into the sky and flying away. I chuckle at how comically she flew away, and then take to the skies myself, flying in the opposite direction. I'm still holding on to the cup, using it as dream stabilisation by focusing on the solidity and texture of it. I decide I don't need it after a while and simply drop it.

I hear a crash and a yell behind me and I assume my mum had crash landed, but I don't really pay it any attention. I'm more interested in the DC that's standing on the street, in awe at the fact that I'm flying. I land and for some reason electrocute them with my hands. There's no electricity graphical representation, but as I aim my hands at them they shake violently before collapsing onto the ground.

I remember the Task of the Month, to find alien life and go on a date with one of them. I try conjuring a portal on the nearby wall, to no avail. I decide to use the door technique to change scenes with the door on the house nearby, but like every other time I've tried it I seem to not focus enough beforehand and simply walk through the door.

I'm inside this house and close the door behind, struggling to get it to latch on. The house has a seemingly endless hallway with lots of tiny rooms with people doing various tasks in each of them. I was looking for another door to try the door technique but every room in this house was open-plan.

Without warning, I have another false awakening. I'm back laying on the floor surrounded by these people. They've moved on to a different topic now but I still don't want to be here. I seem to get this pop-up in front of me, as if my eyes were a computer screen. It asks "Do you wish to leave the room?" To which I click "Yes."

I end up in a different room, I have no clue where I am but don't have time to find out. The dream fades to black and I wake up in my bed, completely confused. I wonder if I should DEILD again but after the long stream of dreams I decide I'd be better off simply journalling them so I didn't forget any details.

07.21.2012

Kicked in the Chest (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and there's a beautiful dark skinned woman. She's wearing an orange shirt long sports pants, but they are so baggy, she most likely was wearing them to hide her actual curves. I was trying to be nice to her, but when I got closer to her, her face turns from normal to pissed off within a matter of seconds.

I believe she kicks me in the chest and mouths me off, and I'm just resting there on the floor wondering what I did wrong. The dream resets, and I see her again, and it takes a few resets in order for her to calm down.

When I meet her one more time, I told her quickly that I wasn't going to do anything sexual to her at all. She looks at me carefully, but she finally turns around and doesn't consider trying to hurt me again.

She was so beautiful though that it was very hard trying to refrain from being sexual around her. It's like she had a strong sexual aura all over, and it started to become torture for myself if I continued to be around this beautiful and sexy woman.

Ugh.....first time I've seen a woman in my dreams pissed off at me and assaults me, and I slightly feel the pain from it as well....

Why do you have to be mean to little old me? T___T

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07.21.2012

Bike Riding (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's hard to know which dream came first, but a gut feeling tells me the bike riding came first.

I'm riding my bicycle at a section of my University, and maybe 15 feet away from me to my left is a section to lock your bicycle at the bicycle rack. It seemed it already rained, because as I'm riding near the curb before reaching the bicycle rack, small streams of water start bursting out, and the surface was wet all over.

I kept my left foot on the left pedal, and stood up really quick to shift the right side of my body to the left side of the bike. Then I decided to bend down, while still having my whole body on the left side of the bicycle, and then pressed the handbrakes as much as I can.

I finally get off the bicycle, and I think someone tries to talk to me by first saying, "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!"

But I ignored them for some reason.

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07.21.2012

Horse Riding and Torso Healing? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My torso feels weird in this dream, it's as if I'm going through stages of getting it healed and stable if that makes any sense?

There's a flash black background with words in yellow font with a red outline I believe that shows how close I am in getting my dream torso region stabilized. I'm also riding a majestic white horse, and it takes a while for me to get used to riding this thing, but I start feeling connected with this horse for some reason.

I decided to put my faith into it that it will carry me where I needed to go, even though I don't know where I'll be going. There was a small rope like material that I would tug a little bit if I wanted it to speed up a little.

I did this a few times, but the horse did not make any changes in its speed, so I tugged it even harder, and it finally complied with my action. I think I rub the horse gently to show that I'm glad that it followed my request for it to go faster.

I can hear the sounds of it beating the ground while I'm resting my head on its warm neck. After a while, the horse stops, and I get off, and someone asks me if my torso was alright.

I said "Yes," and even told them that it was completely healed. They were surprised, but they responded that this was good.

Huh?

I don't remember how this person looked like who asked me the question.

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07.21.2012

Tennis Courts and Indoor Garden? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm with someone, though I'm not sure who they are until later on, and even then, it was hard making a decent glance at them. The person I'm following is already way ahead of me, and I realize that I'm between two tennis courts.

To my right is two men playing, both Hispanic, and both wearing black clothing, or at least some type of dark clothing. It's dark outside, but there's decent lighting inside this weird Indoor Garden/Tennis Courts hybrid infrastructure.

The light sources are at the top corners of the building, like the corners of a square.

As for the guys' skills, they looked like they just play Tennis for fun. One of them literally pushes the ball when serving, or tries to randomly smash it down hard, only to put the ball off in a tangent away the service box.

They both turned around to realize that the tennis balls were outside, and they asked me if I could help they get it. I saw one tennis ball was still inside, and pointed to them to pick that up. They said thanks, and I just ignore helping them get the other one.

There was someone on the left tennis court who could help them, and it looked like their tennis buddy who was picking up the tennis balls for them while they're playing.

When I get closer to the person I'm following, I believe it's my mother. The material that supports the composition of the building is very weird. It's made of a very thin plastic, like when you buy those water bottle packs and try to pierce a hole with your thumb.

(That's actually a bad idea because I recently tried that and I made some weird movement with my thumb and it hurt a lot. :c )

I use my fingernails to pierce the plastic material of the building in order to climb up a little to get some plant or vegetable hanging on top of some small surface. My mother suggested that we go outside to make sure I'm climbing on the right section.

I go down to surface again, go outside, and it looks like I can just jump up or something to get whatever vegetable that I needed.

I don't know why I needed to get the vegetable in the first place.....

Awareness - 8 / 10
Control - 10 / 10

Although this dream was not lucid I posessed amazing control during it. The most interesting part however was the fact that during the dream, I went to sleep and had another dream within that one! (Maybe it's because I finally had a chance to watch 'Inception'?) Anyways here is what happened...

The first thing I remember is that I was at a friends house having a sleepover. We were all piled in the living room getting snacks and making a fort out of blankets and stuff getting ready to watch a scary movie. Now, normally I am the type of person who could watch a horror movie all by myself at night and be perfectly fine, let alone have a nightmare about it, but in this dream, there was something errie about the whole situation. I remember once we finally got our fort set up we began the movie. I was really scared of something for some reason and took a spot next to the wall so I had my back against something solid as we watched the movie. It was just plain creepy. The lighting was very disturbing and all the color seemed drained from the room. Well, about half way through the movie, I becam tired and fell asleep. Now, I entered another dream, even more dark and disturbing than the previous one...

So I am still in the same house, and awake to a blood curdling scream. It was like having a false awakening during a dream. I was still in the second layer dream, just dreaming about waking back up to the sleepover. Anyways, it is early dawn and I hear this scream and am frozen with fear. I hear some creature let out its own high pitched scream as it finishes chomping down on its victim. I look around and only see two of my friends, while the third one is gone. I instantly knew what had happened to him. Then, out of the hallway, the same alien type creature from the movie we had been watching came dashing out at us. You know that old saying about how you don't have to outrun the bear, just the guy next to you? Well, I shoved one of my friends down and ran for it. The creature rushed over and scooped him up in its jaws like he was a piece of beef jerkey. It began tearing him to shreds and I could hear and see everything in detail. I started to run for the door and then the creature dropped its meal and went into the attic. I was terrified. It could drop down through the cieling any second and get the two of us remaining. I motioned for my remaining friend to go and try to make it to the door. With his first step the creature came swooping down out of the attic for just a split second and grabbed him. I stood there and was paralyzed with fear. Maybe it hunted by movement? If I stayed there maybe it wouldn't see me? But I still had a chance for the doow while it devoured its latest victim. What to do?!?!?! Suddenly, a severed head dropped through the ceiling. I was screwed. I had missed my chance to escape and now had to stand there and hope it couldn't see me if I didn't move. The creature burst down from the ceiling and stood right in front of me. I was amazed. It was looking right at me and didn't see me!! As long as I didn't move I was safe. Then, the creature let out a breath ever so slight, that it was just enough to cause me to need to cough. I tried to hold it in, for if I moved, I was dead. Then... I just couldn't hold it and coughed. The creature lunged for me and I suddenly awoke back into the slumber party dream.

I awoke and it was morning. My friends were all there and there was no monster chasing us. I got up and told them the dream. They were all pretty speechless that I could commit such an act of treachery as pushing them down to get eaten, but I reassured them it was just a dream. I told them it was a bad idea to fall asleep half way through a horror movie and we decided to watch an action movie next time. Then we all got up and went to the kitchen for a bowl of cereal.

Finally back in reality, I awoke and it was about 4:30 in the morning. I was exhausted I guess from the nightmare, but still started the alarm, in hopes of having a lucid. (although incubating my last dream was probably not the best idea in this case). Anyways, by the time it had gone off once I simply got up and shut it off I was so tired. Guess a Dr. Pepper at 10:30 right before bed is a bad thing.
Note to self : Next time parents tell you they are going to throw away all that old pop unless someone drinks it, just let them throw it away.

Well, tonight I did my regular routine however and am planning on having a nice lucid with no soda pop to interrupt.

07.20.2012

You Can Do it (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap around 2 PM or so, and woke up around 5:15 PM I guess?

3 hours for a "nap", no wonder my recall of this is better than those skewed recall with 1-2 hour naps.

I'm following an Asian man, he's wearing a hoodie, without the actual top on his head, has glasses on, and your generic light blue jeans. I don't know why I'm following him right now, but it seems we're both having a decent conversation while going through waves of people.

He has black spiked hair as well, but it's only spiked at the edges, everything else is smooth. He's making most of the conversation, and I'm just answering what he asks me. After we get out of the airport, the environment shifts to where it feels like we're in some kind of run-down urban area.

The whole atmosphere just breathes that this area is industrialized. As I'm following the Asian man, I noticed that we're walking on some old and faded out wood. There are a few wood houses and stores to the right of us, but I ignore all of them and focus my attention on following the Asian man.

I look to my left, and I see a few more wooden houses, but they are more spread out, and they are high off the ground and supported by some long wooden beams. The ground itself is pretty much light brown and sandy dirty. As I continue to limit my sensory input on the environment more to catch up with the Asian man I'm following, I randomly asked the man if he plays Runescape.

When he responds, he speaks so fast, that I could barely recognize what he said. Instead of saying "pardon me" or "excuse me," I just tried to speak fast too to show that I didn't understand what he declared.

He takes the hint and speaks slowly, and declares, "HaHaIhave0Range." It felt like a weird name to have, and I even repeated it just to make sure I heard him correctly, which I guess I did since he didn't respond back to me for correction. He then asks me what my Runescape username is.

"King Wuggles."

I start to giggle silently because I realized that sounds so silly to admit to someone, and then the man starts laughing more than I did, which compels me to laugh just as loud as him. I continued to block more of the environment I'm in, and it seems it's night time right now.

I'm finally inside the man's house, at least that's what I think I'm in right now. There's a few light sources, both ranging from faded yellow to bright orange, and I think he said that we can play a game on his Nintendo 64.

The moment he mentioned that, I started to have images of outdated graphics in my head, but I figured I might as well be sociable to the guy, since I am staying at his place (apparently).

He turns on the T.V., and it turns out the game that we're playing on the N64 is actually a Basketball game. I didn't really care too much about it, but it was a good time killer. The graphics were actually pretty decent, dare I even say better than actual N64 graphics.

For the game itself, we were playing in an indoor Basketball stadium, and I think some of the characters' heads were a little bigger than their actual body. I think one of the teams we were using were wearing white outfits and long black socks.

I can't remember much of who won or lost, and I could care less. The guy disappears, and I assume he's just going out to get something, and then the dream shifts to where I'm outside again.

It's not night time anymore, but close to it, and I can still see the sun on the horizon. I'm standing on the light brown sandy ground surface I mentioned before when I was following the Asian man. There are a few vehicles that look like your 1960s type of small trucks and cars passing by me.

I wasn't sure how these people were able to distinguish the proper lanes to be on, since I couldn't see any lines that would majorly help with preventing accidents. I see the house that I was in before the dream shift, and I immediately start running to get there.

I see a vehicle coming to my direction going diagonally on my right side, which leads me to assume the driver will keep going that path. I run a little faster from this assumption, and she nearly runs me over.

I pause for a moment, turned around to look back at the idiot trying to run me over, but I knew I couldn't do anything about it. The reason being is that when she was driving, she was either so lifeless to not know where she's going, or she's being too careful to where she's not actually paying attention to the area she's driving at.

I somehow jump up on top of the same house that's elevated through long wooden beams, or maybe I climbed a ladder, not too sure on that. I noticed the dream environment changes into night time again instead of being in the onset of it.

The place is empty, and I'm still outside of the small house. It has a square walkway for you to see things outside before actually going into the house.

After looking around for a little while, I see a HUGE dog that looks like an Alaskan dog, or at least a hybrid of it.

I thought I would feel afraid when it jumped up, but it seems in the back of my mind that I met this dog before. I even presumed that this was the Asian man's pet as well, and I tried to get its attention by saying,

"Hey boy!"

But it doesn't pay attention to me, it simply passes by me and jumps down where I went up. I felt a little disappointed because the dog had this energy that it could be playful and fun to be around. As soon as it jumps off the place I went up, it's like the bottom area was saturated with darkness, and I could not visualize where the dog was going to go.

This prompts me to go back inside of the small house, since it's getting a little too dark out here. Everything is quiet, and I walk a little bit to hear someone talking. The voice sounds like teenager girl, maybe 16 years of age, or at least close to my age of being 18.

By the sound of things, she's arguining with her mother, or an older relative. I can't recall her visage well enough unfortunately, but I do remember her wearing a small green hoodie jacket with fairly long strings on the sides to tighten or loosen it.

She had long and beautiful Platinum Blonde hair. I see there's some food on the table she has her hand resting on, and as I get closer to her, I hear the sounds of the older relative yelling at her. I finally glance over to see that it's a tall redheaded lady.

She's wearing a long green or gray jacket. She has glasses on, and she has a fancy hairstyle. It's hard to describe it, but here goes. From her forehead, the hair is slightly cut off to be in a straight form, and then the sides of her are short, but both of them have depth and a nice orange shine to them.

She immediately silences herself when she sees me, probably because it felt awkward to continue yelling while a guest is here. I actually felt I was in the wrong house, but the mother of the girl didn't seem to mind my presence here. The mother seems to be embarrassed that I heard her yell at her daughter, and she turns around probably to go into house clothing.

After that small drama, I look at the food near the girl on the table. It seems to be some huge sausage with hot dog buns made with white flour. It's inside of a small paper tray, so I guess they went out to buy the food. I take a small bite out of it.

I can't remember the taste though, but I guess it must've tasted pretty good.

It realize that we're in the kitchen, and the lights above are the only ones on at the moment. I turn to the girl, placed my hand on her shoulder, and declared to her with confidence,

"You can do it."

She asks me what I meant by this, but by the time I could make a response, I forget what happens next.

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07.20.2012

Cafeteria Round Table (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down at a round table in a High School I attended before. Everything outside of the range of this table feels blurry, so I let myself focus on what's in range of my peripheral and main direction of vision.

To my left is a girl name Sarah, the same Sarah that accepted my request to sit by her and her friends in lunch, since I moved to that High School in waking life, and needed people to hang around with so I wouldn't look like a social outcast.

I'm wearing long black pants, a gray shirt, and my black winter jacket. Sarah has her attention to me, but it seems I'm ignoring her. I'm still looking at her with my peripheral vision, and it seems she's smiling at me.

She holds this facial expression a little longer until it's just her mouth being neutral. I couldn't say anything to her or the person to the right of me.

The person to the right of me is Joel, someone that used to question why I didn't talk to others in the tennis team in waking life. He's looks depressed....like he usually is. It's time for everyone to leave and go to their next class. As I'm getting out of my chair, there seems to be something in the way of me and Joel's path. I think it's just a small backpack where you just pull the string to tighten it, and I kick somewhere out of the way.

Joel looks down to try and move it, but he sees I already took care of that, and he goes back to looking all depressed and ignoring me again.

I guess this dream was just portraying proof of how quiet I was at the table when I was a senior in High School....oh well.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

My Dad is being an asshole to me and some of my friends. He keeps making us fetch baseballs during a batting practice. I hit one over the house and everyone is impressed.

Dream 2:

I am playing basketball and draining all of my shots - impressed everyone.

Dream 3:

I have a drug garden with various mushrooms, etc. There is a big party for me and I am smoking weed. I mail some of my garden to some place to have it converted into weed but then I realized I can get into serious trouble.

Info:
This is a nightmare fragment I had a long time ago. It's extremely blurry and watered down after all these years. I've done my best to fill in the holes and restore it.

Dream:
The dream starts out in a modified version of my neighborhood. I'm in the driveway next door. It's completely overcast, very windy, and raining very hard. I look up to the sky. The clouds are dark, and moving across the sky at an incredible speed. Worried, I talk to someone nearby. They tell me I'm safe as long as I remain in the driveway. I walk away and continue to watch the raging hurricane, unconvinced.