non-lucid

Time would be around 3:40AM.

Woke up, tired as fuck, didn't try to lucid Lost consciousness, but then felt the 'hag'. Started squeezing my body, but never had any trouble breathing. The pressure points shifted and then became a pumping action like you-know-what Couldn't sleep, something inside me snapped. The bitch left, I plopped into a dream.

Greenish flash at first. I'm non-lucid. I see four people in the hall, I'm in my bedroom. Family of four, including me. Tadaa, I'm spontaneously (low) lucid.

I suddenly notice a weird looking man sitting on the floor near the open door into the dining hall. His face keeps changing. At first I was convinced he was a demon, my thoughts affected dream similarly. Quickly revised my view of the fellow, he became a tramp. I walked out the door...

...onto the road?! Outside my house. Flying comes naturally now. I superjump onto a corridor above (neighbour's house). Dream feels shaky.

I try stabilizing by interaction. I squat for a while, on cold tiles. Everything around me seems cold. I run my hands along a washing-machine sort of thing with grooves and inlay work. Vision improved slightly, yellow lights were turned on.

I 'bump into' B and S. They try to dissuade me from something. I cleverly 'distract' B,(wearing a black shirt with green/white/grey stripes) who walks off.

I try summoning a dragon. S takes offense, starts poking me and walking around real fast. Can't do much.
I wake up.

To this masterpiece of a red demon leering at me from my computer chair. I was scared(y the fak i go heel nao!!1! also pls dont do smthing nasty mr. redguy)

Slowly, I summoned the balls to fight. The thing just sat there, watching me. Horns flashing pink and red. Had a real big adrenaline rush (and a mini heart attack ). Then suddenly, I was alone. (I think this was a false awakening, but the clock read 5:00AM and it was damn near time to get up. note, im almost sure, since I can't see read the time in real life when its dark )

So I will myself back into normal sleep. An episode of squeezing paralysis was repulsed by white shield thingy I imagined. The end.

pps: this has got me interested in astral projection

Non-dream Dream

Fragment 1:

I am participating in a softball home run derby. There are two Mexicans pitching to me. I lose 10-9 because my field is much more difficult than the other participants (there are obstacles).

My dad participated in a softball home run derby earlier this week.

Fragment 2:

I discover that my fiance got in a train wreck on Westlake Blvd with my mom and brother. I ride my bicycle over to help them (I don't even own a bicycle).

The first fragment I remember was almost a false awakening. I was in the bathroom really early in the morning, attempting to put in my contacts. Now here already we have a problem, because in my dreams, any little fidgety thing that requires a lot of concentration I ALWAYS struggle with. Yet, in this dream I am actually having a fair amount of success. Anyways, I just can't get the stupid thing to go in. I look in the mirror and I see it has another one stuck under it! Now, you might all be thinking "Wait, you looked in a mirror in a dream. So????" Well, ya it was wierd. I am always being told how you can look wierd or frightening in the mirror but in this dream I looked perfectly normal. Right after this the dream faded.

The second one I remember is that I was standing out in my garage. I then remember that I had called this work out instructor guy to come over because he was going to show me some new routine or something for a better workout. So he comes over. The first thing I noticed about him is that he was pretty buff. I was like "Hmm, guess this guy is legit." Then I remember looking at him closer and it was wierd cause half of his skin was normal color and the other half was all yellowy. Then when he got there I asked him about this. He said it was because he was developing this body oil stuff that made you buff somehow. I remember in the dream equating this with steroids (which I would NEVER use) and telling him to get lost if that was all. Turns out he did really have a new routine though, so we started going through it. That is all I remember.

The first thing I remember in this dream was that it was the late evening, almost night. I was walking down the road ao the way to my friend's house for some reason. Now my friend lives in a neighborhood that still confuses me to this day. Well, in the dream it was wierd because his house was right on the main road and I could find my way really easily. Then, all of a sudden this huge sandstorm started blowing in however. I began to start running to try and get to my friends house. I mean, this storm was REALLY intense. YOou could hardly see your hand in front of your face and it was windy and just really bad. Also at this point, it was another one of those wierd states where you feel like you might be lucid but really aren't. I seem to dream about being lucid a lot but never actually am.

Anyways, then I finally made it to his house. (By this time it was back to normal vividness) I remember entering in through the basement as his mom held the door open and told me to hurry inside. Then my friend greeted me and we went up the stairs and started talking about everything we had planned out to do. The first thing on the list was meet some of our other friends for a round of golf. I then remember having a big argument about how I didn't like gold and was bad at it etc... That's about all I remember

putting in contacts and looking in the mirror... everything was normal

walking to a freinds house in the biggest sandstorm ever, getting there, entereing through the basement, going upstairs, talking about how we were going to play gold despite the fact I didn't like it

inviting this trainer guy over to work out. he was selling some special type of bory oil stuff that apparently helped you work out

I don’t recall a time I was NOT alone
It’s just me, by myself.
All alone in this big, dark chamber,
Is anyone there?

Only an echo responds like a mirror.

Humpty Dumpty sat on the highest building, looking down.
He saw the twinkling lights from the city like stars
“I feel like an angel.”

He spotted two homeless teenagers; wondering.
A small one of the sibling looks up and shouted.
“Hey, there’s a dude trying to commit suicide!”
He continuously poked his ignorant brother in hurry.
“Hey! Look up!”

A weary brother had a hungry look;
He tiredly shook his head, saying
“It’s for a trend.”

His little brother stared at him in disbelief
‘I thought you’re my hero, bro.’
Nevertheless he repeatedly persisted,
“Save him!”

Humpty Dumpty smiled warmly
Good people shine the world brightly

Just then, the older one flared back,
“Why? We don’t even have a place to sleep, back off.”

Maybe I could help them with good deeds.

Little Munchkin had a mysterious treachery,
“Let’s charge him.”

Huh?

The brat smiled viciously
“For saving his life.”

1) Billboard Computer

I was at a kids baseball game. I knew it was my son playing. They were losing 20-00. I wonder off and in another field. It is night time and the bleachers are empty. The lights are on and I see a billboard in front of my. It brightens and becomes a computer monitor. I try to get on dreamviews but nothing works right.

2) Horrible Growth

I was home and in the bathroom when I notice a strange growth on the side of my waist. It is about 3 inches long and 1 inch thick. I am horrified. I try to pop it by squeezing it. Some thick brown blood comes out the end. The growth feels hard like it has bone mass and warm like blood flow. I think about a weird story where a kid grew back an appendage and I wonder if I am growing something myself.

I go to my wife and show her in the living room. She has no idea. I tell her that I dont understand how I didnt notice it. It must have grown overnight. Our friend Jess is there and she suggests something. Then I notice I am completely naked. I appologize to Jess and run to the bathroom. I pull on the growth but it wont come off. I notice that it is only attached by a thin piece of skin. I steel myself and prepare to just cut it off. I know the wound would be small and not bleed too much. It will only hurt for a second. I think about what to use. I have a pair of dikes. I start to move to get it when the growth falls off in my hand. There is only a red mark on my skin. No blood.

Woke up around 5:45 AM and decided to try taking a sore throat lozenge with menthol to see if it affected dreams. I also thought about attempting a WILD. However, I ended up dozing off too quickly. Also, the lozenge still hadn't fully dissolved by the time I woke up at 8:15 AM, so I don't think there was enough in my system to make an impact.

I'm home alone, so I think I can strip down to a tank top and panties while walking around the house. While I'm in the kitchen, I hear a noise from the entryway. I'm initially nervous because I'm not expecting anyone. I peek around a corner and see Lady Diana Spencer (from her Shy Di days before getting married). She seems to want to hang out like she's my big sister. I'm a little befuddled for a moment, not sure if I should point out to her that technically, she's dead. She also makes a reference to my upcoming wedding, but I can't remember if I'm engaged or not. I start wondering if maybe she means that I'll be marrying one of Charles's younger brothers. While Di gets comfortable, I am distracted by the sight of my winter boots near the doorway. They look like they've been worn in deep snow, and I feel I need to polish them before they get stained.

I woke up before Diana and I could really get talking. It would have been interesting to see what she had to say.

All that I can remember is that I was starting to chew on some steel cables (about 1/4 of an inch thick), and the more I chewed on it the more it became like normal chewing gum. I think there was gravel on the ground surrounded by trees. There was also a beautiful girl there. I can't remember her face but I remember it was very pretty.

There was another dream that I recorded in my dream journal. unfortunately my DJ is audio, so I couldn't make out anything that I was saying.

Supplement Dose: 3 York Peppermint Patties

#1 - Temporary Apartment [Non-Lucid]

This dream is sort of hard to remember because I was distracted for most of it, but I was at some new apartment with my parents that I think we were moving into, but only temporarily. We might have just been staying there for a bit, but it was only us (i.e., we weren't staying with someone). I remember that my mom was looking for my cat to feed him, and he was eventually found to be hiding under the coffee table in the living room, and I was kind of narrating this all to myself and making a log of it in my phone. I think I was also posting on DV somehow, but then I woke up, really horny for *cough* some reason.

#2 - Make Yourself At Home [Non-Lucid]

I was staying in some pretty big house, housesitting for the owners. My libido was running pretty strong in this dream. There were two dogs there that I was supposed to be looking after but I needed to get them out of the way, so I put them in the laundry room or something and closed the door, then spontaneously decided to masturbate on the kitchen floor. o.o I decided to have the lights off for it, but I think turning them off caused the dream to skip forward to the next scene. I vaguely remember the blackness and feeling myself on the floor for a second, but then my memory picks up again later where I had apparently invited J to come over and hang out with me there. While I was talking to him about something I had the random urge to look down at what I was wearing. If I remember correctly, I had on what appeared to be a small, fancy black dress skirt paired with a totally ordinary orange t-shirt. For some reason, this only increased my horniness. (I think it was the skirt that did it. >w<) Somehow, around this time the plot changed to be so that there was a family party going on at this house, which also contained a buffet restaurant in it now. I sampled a ton of different food which I felt and tasted completely, it was all pretty delicious, except for some guacamole at the end which is unfortunately the only one I vividly remember. X) I recall my cousin AB asking me about it, and I told her it wasn't very fresh anymore. Before that too, at some point, I was talking to my grandma about different foods I was looking for, and she told me to try to find some sausage but I told her I'd rather get some bacon. (Oh man, that would be great right about now....) Shortly after the guacamole thing, though, I woke up.

(i recall multiple dream fragments)
1) one other person and i are on a small raft in the ocean, the sun is setting and we paddle towards it, 2)it is night time, i wonder a urban area and find a area where there are 5 to 10 dog houses in the parking lot of a store i see a dog in one and a lady wearing a fur coat tells me "i don't want him growing up to be mean so don't harm him" in a slightly annoyed voice. 3) my triops hatch and i feed them as they swim in their tank. 4) my friend and i are in a school kitchen and they give up peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, as i eat it i taste the most offensive flavor i believe i have ever tasted, its like soap mold and skunk .they ask our opinion and i try to politely say it wasn't good but what i end up saying is "its ok" 5)there is a mechanical spider and a biological spider on the floor, the biological spider got stepped on and someone starts telling me about how "nothing is indestructible but machines."

Dream 1: I had almost become lucid because I dreamed that I had broken one of my teeth. I went to the dentist and I kept saying "This can't be real. I must be dreaming." I did a reality check, but it didn't work. I couldn't breathe through my nose. I was also fighting some war, too. Beyond frustrating.

Dream 2: AGAIN, I almost became lucid, but the reality check failed. I dreamed that everynight I would go out and fly to try and go to some camp to help out with something (I think it was fighting a creature or something.) I ran out of my house and then onto the street. At first, I thought I wasn't going to fly. I started running and then I began to fly. It was a great feeling. I had trouble controlling it, though. I kept drifting and I couldn't really do much else besides float there. Some other people were flying as well, lol. I remember thinking of my fear of heights, but I didn't care.

07.10.2012

Nuke Building Infiltration (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This picture is from the Peace Walker game of Metal Gear Solid, but it's the only one that reminds me of the Nuke Building at the moment.

I'm going to focus on the environment and people in the dream, because I honestly don't know why I'm back to infiltration again.

I think I'm going to take Melanieb's advice on paying attention to your environments to make even the shortest dreams pretty long.

I remember standing at an enclosed section, and it's basically an almost perfect replica of the first floor of the Nuke building in Metal Gear Solid 1.

This means that in order for the environment to stay true to the original stage, I couldn't fire any weapons, otherwise the whole place explodes. Which explains why things were a little intense for me.

I had to pay attention to a lot of the guards' movements, sometimes even having to wait it out several times to make sure they didn't have to alter their patrol route.

And like the original stage, there were some floors that I had to be careful stepping on, because if I tried to run, it will make more noise than usual.

Those same floors had some ventilation paddings on them, so they would make that loud "clank clank clank" sound if I were to go over them. I think I was controling Naked Snake, not Solid Snake, because the outfit I/he was wearing was from MGS3, so it couldn't have been Solid Snake.

Hmm....I'm still having that doubt of whether or not I'm controlling someone in a video game, if it's me, or it's both me controlling and being that person simultaneously.

It felt weird for him to have that kind of outfit suited for jungle sneaking in a nuke building. The atmosphere had a slight yellow hue to it, and it was so apparent, it's like I was inhaling and exhaling energy.

The outfit was the generic one in MGS3, the same outfit used when Snake did the HALO jump

The common behaviors for me in this dream were being fearful, because I couldn't let an enemy fire a gun in a nuke building, and the other is a surprise.....I was still calm. I felt a neutrality from my emotions of fear and cautious nature, and I could feel and hear myself breathing for once.

It's just that all I focus on is sight and more specific sounds like gunfire, foot steps, or even people having a conversation, but never anything that I'm exhibiting like breathing, etc.

After I figured out the guards' movements, I think things fast forward a little bit.......literally. It was like watching a video clip on some kind of survival stimulation, it was crazy, I was so close to one of the guard's backs, that the only reason I could do that is if I knew this area inside and out.

I think this is why the dream itself fast forward like crazy.

I think the reason I had this dream, was probably because of my desire to meet my eternal self, or just to go to the Akashic Records again.

But what I don't understand is that if that were the case, and knowing that the Akashic Records can be acesses at any time, but because of the brain's mechanism of trying to define the "phenomenon" or "location," it seems it wants to make this information for me to obtain difficult than it should be.

I honestly am not the type for these infiltration missions, I mean sure I like sneaking games and all that, but if it were actually me on the battlefield or in a building, I would definitely need a guide, or do the analyzing of guard movement to even stand a chance.

Maybe it's not my subconscious' way of perceiving the confidentiality of the Akashic Records, maybe it's something my higher self/eternal self is trying to show me.

I know I have a few things to take care of that can affect my future right now, but these are mostly short term things that must be resolved, but again, none of which that are deserving for this type of dream environment to be manifested before me.

I could conclude that these dreams should teach me to not try to rush things that are dangerous and life-threatening such as the nuke building I was in. But even with something so obvious as that, there has to be more.....I can't just be in a nuke building, or whatever military building without some kind of reason.

And if that reason turns out just to be for the thrill or adventure, then I guess I need to change how I get that need met in my dreams.

I've also noticed something, but was too afraid to analyze. It's so obvious, but still, in my non-lucids, I'm usually always in some kind of infiltration.

Actually, let me rephrase that, nearly all sneaking missions, gunfire, killing, military, infiltration, etc. are all non-lucid states.

My lucid dreams are obviously geared towards real life environments like colleges, houses I've been to, etc., things related to the subconscious utilizing homologous variation to synch the piece together.

I know that if I wanted a sneaking mission in a lucid state, it probably wouldn't work out because I'm not that creative as yet in the lucid state. I know I can use archetypes to easily manifest these types of dreams, but maybe I just don't want to do that in my lucids.

It would probably just feel like a waste, and I would only do it if I was bored.

Hm.....guess I should be aware of those differences.

And if I end up having bad recall, I'll just be grateful for what I do remember, and recall as much detail as I can in that confined snippet, and remember more based on that.

It's something I've done frequently, but it's just because I'm slacking off a bit because I'm being distracted in waking life a lot, at least in Canada.

I guess that's a good thing, because I'm supposed to be doing things here in the first place, otherwise the money for the trip wouldn't have been worth it, right?

I was on a river in a very small boat which seemed to have no motor about to go tubing with one of my good friends Tylor but instead i got out and was just walking the beach and the water felt really incredible against my legs. Then i woke up.

Signs of a Dream:
unknown whereabouts
properties of water were abnormal
boat wasn't even big enough to pull a tube without a motor (realized this, didn't seem important at the time since he already left)

In the middle of the day in a unknown location, some idiot was tricking a very beautiful foreign lady in to having sex with him at a park across the street from me and couple other acquaintances who i couldn't identify. She started taking her clothes off and when she got to her undergarments i suddenly appear over there telling her something so enlightening she stops what she is doing and tells the guy off. She seemed to have a new view of how nice a guy could truly be.

Signs of a dream:
teleporation
suddenly she was clothed again
there was no confrontation with the guy
i didn't know the park we were at