non-lucid

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

Date: 09/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 12.05am
Consumed 2 x Menthol sweets right before bed
B6 100mg before bed

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red


Ok, so I am pretty tired, but not exhausted. I lay to sleep and feel the sleepy onset, but something keeps me awake. I feel a little weird, nothing major, but as I fall asleep I'm sure I have strange thoughts sliding through my head. My first reaction is that I'm catching myself as I start dreaming, which I often do when WILDing, but this should be NREM cycle. Eventually I sleep, and I'm woken every 5 minutes by a feeling of fear. I'm not sure why. At one point I open my eyes in fright with a sudden jump, and really feel like I'm having a nightmare - but I don't recall any dreams. Eventually I sleep for good.

Dream 1 - 2.23am
I am in a room, which is kind of dark, and I'm helping a vet. The vet is friendly, but I honestly don't recall weather they were male or female. There is a bed and a desk (bedroom?) but we are facing the desk. So the vet first brings out a dog. It is old and skinny, and very scared. For a bit in this dream there is someone else there, watching and at some points laughing, but they disappear. The vet has the dog tied up to the desk, and the dog looks scared, it's a wiry mutt, kind of like a large terrier. It's pretty ugly. It has big, brown eyes that are filled with sadness, and it stares up at me, silently begging me for help. I can't believe how skinny it is, we proceed to wash the dog, or at least cover it in something that drenches it. The vet tells me the dog will be ok. Then this is where it get's a little weird.Next, the vet brings out a horse. The horse is the size of a rabbit, but a fully formed adult horse in every way. It is clearly in pain, as it is about to give birth. It jumps onto the desk, and starts giving birth, and I can see the baby inside!!! The horse is brown and the baby is black and white. The baby seems to fly out easily, and I am given it to clean up while the vet sorts out the mother horse. I take it to the bed (which is apparently my bed) and lay it down. The horse is contained inside a balloon-like sack, filled with liquid. The vet shouts that I must get it out, as it can't get out itself. So I try to open the sack but it rolls around the bed, making it difficult. It is like a water balloon, and very slippery. Eventually I manage to rip one end and the liquid spurts out - it's water like consistency but it is really warm, and soaks everything, including me. There's a mirror just laying on the bed, with a heavy gold guilt frame, and this gets soaked too. My bed sheets are soaked, (they are purple and black silk) but despite all this, I am incredibly happy. I can't stop smiling and watching the water spurt everywhere. The vet kind of laughs, and says 'you'll have trouble sleeping in there tonight.' but I just don't care, I'm delighted.

What in the actual fuck. Lol. The most poignant part of this dream was the real warmth of the hot liquid, and the vivid feel of the horse in the sack. It suddenly dawned on me when writing this that it felt EXACTLY like the chick from yesterday's dream.

Dream 2 - 4.11am
I am writing a story, on small pieces of paper. I think it is aimed at young children. (This is what I do for a living.) The story is about 2 little boys, who cross a road, and one dies. As I get to the end of the story, my real dad walks in. Bearing in mind I haven't seen my real dad since I was about 14, I'm 25 now. He was an abusive father, who caused me a lot of issues growing up. I hardly EVER dream about him. He walks in, clearly angry, but I ignore him as this is usual for him. He does this thing that he used to do, which is strut around the room shaking his head in anger, and glancing at me every so often with a weird look in his eyes. I know this is not good, but I pretend not to see him and carry on writing. He starts saying something about people not listening to him, and he's been doing everything and I think he's talking about my mum. He lays his head on the desk in the room (I am in a bedroom, I'm laying on the bed) and then suddenly, he walks in the room again. So, there are now 2 of him. The one that has just walked in is carrying a frozen chicken, and a bottle of something, and a balloon that has not yet been inflated. He sets these things down and looks at us both. He then tells us that we better get up quick, cos we're going to play a trick on mum! He starts putting the chicken inside the balloon. I really don't want to join in, but I can't say no. My dad that was already in the room, looks like he's pissed off at the other version of himself, but also agrees to help.

Dream 3 - 9.47

I tried to WILD, and started feeling results. For me, I don't get noticable SP or HH, just a rush as I transition. I felt the rush several times, and when I finally started getting dream images forming around me, my partner decided to roll over and hit me in the face. I RC'd just to make sure, but I was awake. Annoying. I went to sleep.

I was very bad at writing this dream down, I was so tired I kept saying 'I'll write it in a minute...I'll remember,' then fell back to sleep. I did wake 5 minutes later and write it down, but I lost most of the dream. I normally do this in later morning dreams, I have to learn not to.

I'm at R's house. R is a very close friend. Just a friend. For some reason I am there to say goodbye, like I am leaving town or something. It is a bit sad but not too much. And then R says he is at work and will be home soon, that I should meet him at his place. I make my way to his place, and suddenly realise I am completely naked. I am trying to find my way through a hotel-like building, or block of flats. The doors are all black with ornate details, and I'm struggling to find where I need to be. Two girls pass by and start laughing at me because I'm naked. I'm a little embarrassed, but ignore them. They won't go away, so I look down and now I'm wearing a dressing gown. It's purple, but I don't care I'm just happy I'm covered! The girls eventually leave. I finally get to the room and have some trouble messing around with the key, but I do get in in the end. There is no one inside. Now I'm sure this is the same dream, but it doesn't relate to the beginning, I just sort of find myself in a garden somewhere else, fully dressed. I am sat at a garden table, with my friend I's son on my lap. His son is talking like an adult, and asking me what words mean. He asks me what bank means, I tell him. Then he asks me what house means, I tell him. This goes on for a little while. I is hanging around the background somewhere.

Dream 4 - 11.51
We are in a room, is is pretty dim and I remember very red. We is me, R and I, as well as my friend D. We are watching a screen, and it's a bit like an interactive game. We throw baby toys at this screen, to kill a monster. It's very fun. One of my friends has to leave for an important meeting, I tell him to stay, because it's so fun. He resists, but eventually reluctantly agrees to miss his important meeting. The game plays recordings it took of us earlier without us knowing, we find this hilarious and laugh a lot.

There is another dream after, but I forgot it almost instantly.