non-lucid

Some dream fragment about me beeing at the Ouran High School Host Club, but nothing else.

I'm driving through my friend's hometown, making my way to the highway that leads out of town. It's a quiet, tree-lined residential street with a lot of pricey-looking houses (admittedly, not the kind of homes you'd find in my friend's hometown). As I drive by, I see pandas playing on the lawns of these houses. Eventually, I get to a spot where there's a large gap in the road. There's a panda lying in the gap, so I pull over to avoid running it over. Another car stops behind me and blocks traffic so it cannot pass. I grab my camera, intent on taking a picture of this panda, but a goat and a dog turn up. Each time I think I've got a shot of the camera, I find that the dog and the goat are blocking the shot. Eventually, the panda gets up and leaves the road. I get back in my car, but now I'm in an apartment courtyard with no clear path for me to drive out.

I'm looking at a coastline, watching a long boat with a low profile (almost like a submarie) as it sails down the coast near a city. There's a voice-over talking about how a prominent Greek family fell on hard times, and to save money, they bought this houseboat from the Soviets. The boat is called the Valdrosta.

Today I experienced my first Celebrity dream. the dream starts with myself waiting for someone to pick me up at a place i have no idea of. A black car pulls up (could have been a Toyota, i dream of those a lot) and what do you know Chris Brown awaits me in the car! i approach him as if him and i were good friends. I remember my first reaction was "wow this is your car?" (I remember the interior was very base, silver and black). Judging by the look on his face he didn't take the comment so well. I guess it is because he is a celebrity, and he was in such a basic car---most celebs would pull up in a lambo or something but him in a basic black car. He proceeded to tell me that the music Business is hard. The only thing that he enjoyed was "the Women and the Fame", but everything else he hated...I found that very strange of him to explain that to me. I remember also hoping that he didn't take my comment of his car the wrong way...I actually thought it was a nice car.

Me and Chris were going on a rode trip, we were on our way to L.A. I remember being on the freeway---everything seemed so real. The conversations we held were long and detailed, the signs on the free way were very vivid (the one I remember in particular read Stockton). Me and Chris Discussed my career---i want to launch my own clothing line, and i wanted Chris to sport my line to get it noticed.

The difficulties about starting a clothing line is actually coming up with pieces to distribute to the people. I have noticed in my dreams that it is very easy for my mind to come up with concepts for my clothing line! I have seen this many times in other dreams, but they are just so hard to remember in reality. My reason to achieve lucidity is to be able to bring the clothing my mind comes up with in my dreams, and make them a reality!

Anyways in this dream i pulled out a shirt that my mind created for my clothing line. Since i have been recording my dreams it has been easier for me to remember the piece. It was a white shirt with a sad bear imprinted in the middle(the name of my clothing line is half face: heart break teddy bear). the bear was floating in the air holding on to two balloons that ascended him higher into the sky. he wore a gray suit and a red bow tie. I remember showing this to Chris explaining the concept of the line, and why i chose this.

Suddenly we came to a stop; we had made it to "L.A." we pulled up in the driveway of a beige house---the garage door was a typical white, and dark red bricks were laid triangularly across the roof. The place looked like your typical suburban house.

Me and Chris entered this house to find two of his "managers" awaiting us. One was a white man wearing a suit with dark brown hair. the other was a woman who wore a ladies suit with a business skirt, and she was a dirty blonde.

The dream quickly changed at that instant. Now The man, the woman, and I were hanging dearly for our lives from a mountain. The detail of the mountain was so vivid. The mountain resembled a waffle cone ( I know weird). It was dark brown, and made those little diamonds that a waffle cone made. I remember looking down and there was just nothing but darkness! I start to since that frightened felling of being on a roller coaster just when it about to plunge downn.

Where the hell is Chris Brown when this is going on

Then There was a crack (note Waffle cones Break easily). The dirty blonde has soon met her death. The waffle cone broke, and she fell into the darkness.

then i wake up...the funny affects of Melatonin

Allahu Ekbar

Already posted my dreams from the first part of the morning, but since I was able to fall back to sleep I'm making a second post with these dreams.

Dream Three: I'm at an out door fair of some sort with my family. We walk into an auditorium, and from here I think we were watching a movie. I remember there being cars racing against each other in some sort of high tech race track that lights up and has moving water obstacles. There was a plot to the whole video, some guys were chasing a car that had kidnapped their sister or something on this race track. The cars wrecked, and the guys ended up not only saving their sister, but the bad guys life as well. There was also some sort of bomb planted on the sister in her bra, and if they didn't deactivate it she and everyone else would blow up. A woman in a cat suit showed up with a phone and called the bomb to deactivate it. The sister was surprised by the vibrations, but no one blew up, lol. Then I'm back in the auditorium, and I lay down across a couple of seats because I think I'm tired. I notice on the floor is a little plastic coin, and when I pick it up I realize it's one of the Pokemon coins to my son's Pokemon card game. No sooner to I pick it up do I realize there's another one on the floor too. I pick it up as well, then notice someone is crawling UNDER the seats. It's my friend T! He's saying something about gay marriage, and I tell him I'm so sorry that the amendment passed and he's that much farther from gay marriage being made legal. Then I wake up.

Dream Four: I wake up, and I find my mouth hurts. I notice something is floating around in my mouth. I spit it out, and it's a tooth! I go to show my husband that one of my teeth fell out while I was asleep and he asks me which one. I try to feel with my tongue to find which one, and another tooth falls out! I feel around with my tongue some more and find two wholes in my mouth where the teeth should be and as soon as I find the holes they start pouring blood and all I can do is cough and sputter trying to spit it out and breathe. I woke up freaked out and had to make sure all my teeth were still there! lol

Dream Five: There is a man who I am playing very sweet and innocent with. I'm letting him make all the come ons and pretending that I don't get his games and know what he really wants to do. He looks like the guy from the chlorine and chocolate dream, but I don't connect the dots and realize this is a dream. We get to the point where we are making out, but the dream resets and I'm back to walking inside the building looking for him. I'm annoyed, and lazy to do this a second time, so I take a different approach. I walk in and see his two body guards drinking and lazying out on the job as well. I walk up to them and wave a little green and gold wand with a feather on it and little gold glitter specks drift out of it and into their breath and put them to sleep. The guy comes sauntering in, and sees his men, and me standing there. He demands to know who put his men to sleep. I tell him I did in a flirty and seductive tone. He refuses to believe me, and says, "Your far too small and beautiful to satisfy my men." I say something like, "Beautiful? Me? no no no, I'm dangerous, very very dangerous." Then he tells me, "Yes, you are beautiful. Like the Autumn leaves in the fall." and I laugh and trace a finger across his shoulder and try to be seductive and lead him into another room. I wake up when he starts to follow me though.

Kind of disappointed, with all the talk of lucids in my first couple dreams, I hoped I'd be lucid in these dreams, but I wasn't even close. :/

14.05.2012

Touched Up In A Club (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I'm in a converted church which has been turned into a club (similar to one we have at uni). I'm on a platform getting with a drunken friend of mine, in clear view of everyone.

She proceeds to put her hand on my crotch and I recoil briefly as I realise this once-innocent kiss is getting a bit out of hand! People laugh and cheers me on, however, so I let it continue.

Unfortunately, she soon realises everyone is watching, including our friends, and gets embarrassed. To save my skin I tell her I had no idea.

Here are some memorable dreams from the past week, excluding today. From today onward I will try to be more organized.



Surprise visit.

I was in my apartment. (I live in a flatshare with 3 other people.) Suddenly John shows up, I have seriously mixed feelings about seeing him. He has a friend with him too, but she just stays quiet and in the background. He says he is in a hurry, that he was just passing by and has to go. I follow him back to the train station.

It's autumn out, really beautiful - red and orange leaves fall all around. There is snow on the ground. We walk in a weird sort of silence, i try to resist the urge to hug him and tell him how much i've missed him. I've tried to forget him for such a long time, i've repaired my life without him. He suddenly says he has missed me. I don't know if it's sincere. I feel so weird, I don't think I answered him. I try to muster up a feeling of aloofness and even hate, but I can't. Now when I see him everything just hurts.

When we arrive at the station he climbs onto a metal fence-thingy, I lean against it next to him. The metal is really cold.
"So," I say, starting up the awkward small-talk and avoiding anything and everything important with betrayal, addictions, life fracturing into tiny little pieces and exploding and whatnot. i don't care. Totally. Cool.
"Where do you live now?"
"King's street 14" (A real place in the city where we live.)
"great that you moved out of that flatshare. It sounded naasty."
He smiles. "Yeah."
"But damn! That is like really central. How much is the rent?"
"8400 crowns."
"What?! Ohmygood. How do you manage?!"
"Took a part-time job at mcdonalds."

"Oh" I reply, "That's great ..."
He mumbles something in agreement. The train arrives and we say goodbye.
I don't hug him.

While walking back to my house I try as hard as I can to just push him away in my mind. I think about how far i've come in rebuilding my life, and that I did it alone.


(We have a quite complicated past, our relationship is pretty much ruined.)







Planecrash!

This is just a fragment. I'm on a plane that crashes, we jump out of the plane with a parachute just in time. I make some awkward smalltalk with the other passengers while we wait for the plane to be repaired. When we get on the second time, I don't get on quite in time and is forced to hang onto the plane with just one hand.



Castle Adventure Time with secret rooms, maidens and executions. Oh my!

I was in a castle, a real medieval one. A battle was raging outside. Both sides wanted a girl that had some mystical magic powers. Both sides knew she was hidden in the castle and was looking for her, her powers would be the key to winning the war.

I was a young knight (male!) employed on the side that currently had control over the castle. Everybody was running around, both trying to fight off the other forces and searching for the girl. I had a feeling we had had control of the castle for at least a few weeks.

And then ... I happened to stumble onto the secret room. You needed a missing wallbrick, which I found. I entered the room. A girl around 15-17 was there. She had long red hair and a dark green, really pretty dress. She started to cry. Poor thing was so scared, she had been hunted all her life for her powers which hurt when she used them + they dried her lifespan. I don't know what her powers were, but they were destructive and only used for war, while she was so harmless and fragile. It was like a curse, I felt so much compassion with her.

Anyway, we became friends. Some time passed, I think. But somehow they figured out that I knew where she was. I fled the castle, but was caught by the opposing side.

(Here the dream becomes really vivid.)

I am staring up at the castlewall where my former allies are. While trying not to get the opposing side to kill me they sort of reveal that I know where the girl is. Those who have captured me refuse to hand me back (of course) since I possess this information.

My former allies aim a bow at me.

“Hand him back, or we will shoot.”

This is really a batman gambit of them, trying to make them hand me back or the information dies with me. This is such a tense moment. Everybody holds their breath, not knowing how this will play out. If my capturers hand me back, they might get a shot at finding me later or retrieving the information somehow. But at the same time, they haven’t even breached the outer wall and they might be too late.

I stand right under the wall in clear sight, no one will have time to protect me if they fire. I just stare straight ahead, listening to the whispers around me. Then I hear a bow getting “loaded” just a few inches to my right, the string being pulled. I understand that my fate has been sealed and my heart leaps.
To my right I hear someone saying “kneel”.

I kneel, staring down at the ground, my heart trying to beat its way out of my chest.
Thoughts about how I die for a cause run through my head, I also feel weirdly turned on almost, reality really sharp and clear and I really think this is the last thing I’ll experience. I just wait and wait and wait for someone to fire an arrow.

It’s never fired, the dream ends there.




Short lucid.

I am talking to Cornelia in our kitchen, when I realize she is shorter than me. This makes me instantly lucid. Wow, I just started getting interested in this again yesterday! This is going fast. Way too fast. I get scared, and wake myself up. I was just soooo surprised to be lucid dreaming that the dreamscape felt way to sudden and surreal. I wasn’t prepared.



Another short lucid.

The second time during the same night i got lucid. I don't remember what happened before this, or what triggered lucidity. I stabilized the dream by looking at my hands, the right one looked normal, the left one had one finger missing. I am in a sort of rocky area, just lots of rocks and stony grounds.

A black dog suddenly shows up from behind a rock, we stare at eachother for a few seconds. it looks like a labrador, slightly larger than normal though. I think about how cool it is that the dog doesn't exist for real.

It suddenly growls and looks like it's going to attack. I feel a spike of fear; pain is often really vivid in my dreams ... I try to wake myself up by closing and quickly opening my eyes. Doesn't work.

I will myself to morph into a wolf. It doesn't quite work since the dog attacks before I am finished morphing. We jump around eachother, just me trying to avoid his attacks. A paw scratches my side, it isn't that sharp a pain and I feel a little calmer and not as afraid. I see an opening and lunge towards his throat, but as I bite down I don't get that strong a grip since i've forgotten to morph my mouth/nuzzle. I morph while biting, I get a much stronger grip and bite down. As I do, my vision gets all grey and fuzzy-static like, then the dream fades.

I had a pretty undetailed lucid, I know it involved some odd kinds of fighting, and me walking through a strange building. As I was watching at some scene I can't identify I slowly became lucid but the scene destabilized, my awareness level was raised the entire time but I just couldn't get back into a dream properly. But I didn't wake up either, effectively resulting in me drifting around between awake and sleeping, aware and unaware.
After quite a while a new dream started but I wasn't aware any more.

I've been in a van with this strange dude and a few rescued people and the planet was in a bad state of disarray. We were driving around searching for other people to pick up. At some point we were picking up people in a zone which became instable while we were in it, so as soon as we could we hauled our asses outta there. The driver at first said he wouldn't do the same mistake again but then decided to drive like a jack ass, starting with crushing straight into a house, partially up the sloping road, partially abusing the staircase of the house with now slightly less walls.
Suddenly I was kind of outside the car talking with the driver accusing him of being somewhat stupid because the car was flat like sheet of paper after his maneuvers.

Dreams: Non-lucid, fragment.
Vivid: Nah
Dreamsigns: Don't know my dreamsigns yet. Maybe that the booth dream was kind of shining gray/white?
Notes Dream Lucid

Fragment 1, around 2 AM - 2.30 AM: I was a bussniesman, and I talked to somone. The conversation was about a stolen bike that I sold. I guess that this took place in my store, but I'm not sure.

Dream 1, around 6 AM: I played World in conflict(or something similar). The odd thing was, that it was a map that I haven't played on before. The battle took place in a factory, and my team was winning. We all used our reinforementpoints, like crazy because the enemy didn't give a inch. The whole dream ended when my team, finally took the last controllpoint.

I gotta work on my dreamrecall :/

Here I will post my dreams, both lucid and non-lucids. I shall try to keep orders with lots of tags and so on.



Colour coded for your convinience:

Non-Lucid
Semi-Lucid/lacking in clarity or stability.
Lucid
Notes/thoughts/clarifications/interpretion is in regular black.

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

[Note: This was my first time taking melatonin. I took a 3mg pill before I went to bed. I'm on a trip, and my hosts offered it to me to help me get over jet lag. I also tried to concentrate on lucid dreaming more than I had been lately, as I was falling asleep. One or both of those things worked.]

I'm walking along the right-hand side of a broad, wide street, passing several marching bands as they march past in the opposite direction, one after another.

I'm in a classroom at a school that looks a lot like my old elementary school. There are a lot of other people my age there. A bunch of us start sitting down in a semicircle with our musical instruments; we're about to play an impromptu band concert. TM [a real-life friend and roommate who I only met within the last six months] is one of the people participating in the concert, but it's obvious that she doesn't know how to line up for one correctly. I yell at her: “[TM]! You have to sit so that you're spaced evenly! That's the done thing in music!”

The band starts playing “The Star-Spangled Banner.” The memory of how to play it comes flooding back into my mind from high school. [This is a real memory. It was one of the songs I had to memorize how to play for football games.] I'm surprised and pleased to find that I can still play it. As we're playing, though, the other members of the band lose interest, stop playing, and wander out of the room, leaving me playing my clarinet all alone.

When I get to a stopping place, I stop playing and leave the room in the company of a female teacher. We walk around the western edge of campus and come to the entrance of another classroom, where we stop and talk to a male teacher. Somewhere around this point, I realize that I'm dreaming. [I don't remember the specific moment it happened, but I know I've had at least one other dream featuring this version of my old elementary-school campus before.]

In the conversation with the male teacher, I ask him how old I am right now: “Am I eleven, the age I was when I started playing the clarinet; fourteen, the age I was when I graduated from junior high school; eighteen, the age I was when I graduated from high school; or twenty-six, the age I am right now in the real world?” I mention the real world specifically to see whether he'll pick up on the implication that the world we're in right now isn't real, and how he'll react.

“There is no real world involved in this discussion!” the male teacher exclaims.

I decide not to pursue that topic any further, because it's obvious that I'm not going to be able to convince him that this is a dream.

05.14.2012

How did you know? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Some girl in a purple vest, short black shorts, and looked like Yuna from Final Fantasy showed up in front of me.

Not sure what she's doing, I think she was even masturbating in front ot me.

I was telling her something about some value, and she's like "How did you know that?"

BECAUSE I'm FUCKING PSYCHIC...I DON'T KNOW...

Okay, so a female is spreading her legs masturbating in front of you, or that's what you thought you remembered.

You're a fucking idiot for not even being aware that a vagina is being stimulated in front of you.

*facepalm*

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05.14.2012

Sell his suit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Some lawyer or teacher decided to sell his suit because he has no other way to get money for something. The person takes his suit off, and asks one of the staff members where they can find a place that buys suits.

I don't know Albert Einstein...a FUCKING STORE??!?!?!

EVER HEARD OF THAT!?!? THAT PLACE WHERE YOU CAN BUY STOOFZ!?!

AND SELLS IT TOO??

Yes, I'm purposely screwing up my grammar...DEAL WITH IT gRAMMAR nAZI.

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05.14.2012

You're Fat (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I told my mother she was fat after she pissed me off about how she tells me about my weight.

I'm not fat. =(

YOU'RE FAT...YOU'RE FAT, I'M NOT FAT...GOD stop being so fucking petty woman! I don't want to hear another DC giving me this bullshit, you're not my mother, you're a freaking dream character pretending to be one!!! I swear, I'm going to fucking kill these people in my dreams, bunch of POSERS.

A bullet in their heads will fix things up really goooooood.

And negative energy from doing things like that? Man fuck that,

"OOOOH NO I shot someone in the head in my dreams, and I'm going to wake up negative in the morning!!"

PFfffffffft

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05.14.2012

Transparent Skull Helmet (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, I see a transparent skull helmet after a freaking barrage of random helmets from the sky were falling towards me and some random dream characters.

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05.14.2012

Jump shot (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Apparently, when you play Wii Sports, if you do a jump shot, which is supposed to be higher than the height the game allows you to jump on a serve, you can serve beyond the service line.

OH MY GOD, I'M GOING TO FIND THE CURE FOR CANCER WITH THIS NEW KNOWLEDGE.

I'M GOING TO BE RICH.

Some kids were going around the neighborhood destroying property. They broke branches off my tree and made a mess. I ran outside, seen them, and yelled at them. Somehow I ended up babysitting them. They were a pain but gradually got better. At least I had a dream wife to help me with them.

Next dream was about studying in a bowling alley, although I didn't really see the bowling lanes. Many students at desks though, it probably was a college course. I wasn't really studying all that much, but later on a military drill was performed by soldiers who burst into the building, and captured it. There were defending soldiers as well, but they lost of course. They didn't use real ammo, it was just a drill. I could tell they were serious about it though, and I stayed out of their way. I had went out into the hallway to see what the commotion was.

Later on my dream changes and I am hiking up a mountain slope with 3 guys. I know them just in the dream somehow as friends, even though they are just random DCs. We come to this point where we stop and talk about if we should continue on or turn back, because the climb was about to get difficult. The biggest guy in our group insists we go on, seems he has some personal reasons for doing so. I have noticed that I have been wearing this watch. The watch is picking up a signal, it is a woman talking through my watch. I don't catch what she says though, but my big friend hears it. We both look at the watch I'm wearing and we see it is some type of "modern" spy watch. He says it is a "Star Trek watch." He is able to take some information it is displaying and can calculate our position. After he is done, he starts leading the way up the trail for our group. We come to this snow pack which has a steep climb, I know I climb to the top before waking up.

Had two dreams this morning:

1. My brother was getting married again. But he was scared shitless. His best friend and I were giving him a pep talk. Never figured out why he was afraid.

2. I was running around the apartment trying to clear up an issue with references for a new job I really wanted. The reference was the last hurdle before the job would be offered to me. But I was afraid the guy would hear something bad and I'd lose the job.

Note: good thing I wrote a sentences about each dream when I woke up. Otherwise they'd be completely forgotten by now. I had to refer to those notes to complete my DJ today.

I think WILD is the induction method for me. Last week I just beat my head on the wall trying to DILD. It seems more natural to slip into the dream from wakefulness than trying to gain lucidity within the dream.

I lay down on the floor, getting ready for bed. I was sleeping over at my grandmother's house in the dream, but it wasn't her real house. My sister and I were sleeping in what looked like a large living room. My other sister, Ken, was sleeping in a bed somewhere in the house. So we slept on a pallet on the floor.

I "woke up" at around dawn. My grandmother came running in. She told us there was a thief in the house.

I got up and tiptoed around, my grandmother following me. I didn't hear anything. I looked out of the nearest window, and sure enough there was a hooded figure running through the nearby yard away from the house. He was holding what looked like a Wal-Mart plastic bag.

He ran into a crowd of people going to school. I shot through the hallway, and out the door, determined to catch him. He was walking by now. I darted in front of him.

"What did you take!?" I yelled, trying to get his attention.
He looked up at me. He looked familiar, oddly familiar. He was very tall; much taller than me. His hood almost hid his eyes.
He sighed, then threw the bag down.
"Here," he said. "I don't need it."
He looked at me. I noticed a sad look in his eyes, like he was searching for something.
He turned and walked away, through the crowd.
I stood there, my head spinning. How did I do that? I thought to myself.

I looked inside the bag. There was a shrunken version of my backpack in there, and a couple of books I had at the house.
Well I better go back.

I walked back inside the house. My grandmother and my sisters ran up to me. "Are you okay?" They asked. I said I was fine, but a bit troubled. Why would he give these back?

I walked into a little room on the right. Ken followed me inside. I looked up to a picture on the wall. The boy in the picture looked a lot like the hooded boy, only in the picture it was a younger version of him.

When Ken looked at the picture, she said she knew who he was. He used to live in this house. I guess he was looking for something but was too embarrassed to walk up and ask or something like that.

Then the dream ended.