non-lucid

I remember being in my room, and it was dark. If course, it was night outside and the only light was coming from my tv, and my dad was watching tv in the living room. Out of nowhere a snake starting slithering toward me, and I screamed. I think it was a corn snake from the size and color. I ran out the room where my dog and dad were. He was asking me what happened and I was jumping away from the snake at every which way but it kept getting under me, dancing around at my feet. I'm not usually scared of snakes, but this one particularly terrified me. I have no Idea why. I yelled at my dad to kill it, but instead, he dug a pencil- or was it a small knife- through my dog. He died, and the snake disapeared. I fell to my knees in shock, and then began crying, sobbing, yelling at my dad. And then I woke up. My dogs still alive

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was watching TV. The Jacksons had all gotten together for a concert. Michael Jackson was being driven across the stage with one of his brothers, I think, in something like a parade float that had the shape of a high-heel shoe. The stage was empty otherwise. The shoe and the background of the stage were empty.

It took me a moment to realize that Michael actually looked a little strange. He was wearing a suit, like in Moonwalker, except that he wasn't wearing a jacket or hat. The slacks were khaki, and the shirt was white with red pinstripes. Michael also looked like an old man -- with kind of sunken, worn-out flesh.



Then I finally noticed that Michael was bald, except for on the sides and the back of his head. But the hair he had was dyed blonde and done in a ragged, almost standing-up kind of style.

I knew that rumors had been going around about Michael Jackson being bald. But he'd always denied the rumors. Now in this show he was coming out as being bald.

I was apparently in some basement watching the TV. I ran up the stairs. My friend H was upstairs, possibly watching TV in the ground-floor living room. I told H that Michael Jackson had finally come out as being bald. But H wasn't surprised at all. I went back downstairs, somewhat disappointed. I thought I was going to give H some new information. But I didn't.

I may have been watching the TV again. I could see old pictures of Michael with long hair. The top views of his head showed obviously thinning hair. Eventually, I knew, these images had become too obvious, and Michael just had to admit he was going bald.

But, I thought, this whole thing could be just another one of Michael's characteristic, weird disguises. He could just have done himself up as an aging, balding man for this show. I knew that Michael had disguised himself in weirder ways in the past. So I wouldn't put it past him to disguise himself in this way.

I now got the feeling that I'd actually met Michael Jackson. I thought that this was possible. When he was disguised, Michael Jackson could walk around anywhere and introduce himself to anyone without them knowing who he was.

I got the feeling that when I'd met him, he'd been disguise as a really old person or a person in really bad shape. He'd looked frightening and gross. But you could see that his eyes were really his eyes, and something about that had made things even worse.

But I may then have thought that I actually hadn't ever met him. I thought that if had really met someone like that I would have been so frightened that I wouldn't even have been able to control myself. I even hoped that I would never have to meet someone like that in my life.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom with my second oldest nephew. There were two women in the room with us. Both women were really attractive brunettes.

The room was dim, with walls, or at least the edges of the walls, in heavy, dark wood. The walls themselves may actually have been Asian-style, paper-thin. I could feel a narrow, dim hallway outside.

The two women were apparently our teachers. One teacher was going to take me to do some task. The other was going to take my nephew.

But for some reason, when my teacher walked out of the room, I didn't follow her. My nephew's teacher was talking to my nephew. She may then have said something to me, like she was here to teach my nephew, not me.

I may have said something like, "Oh, yeah, I see." I may then have decided I needed to find my own teacher.

I think my nephew's teacher then walked out of the room. My nephew and I were standing in the room, talking with each other for a bit. My nephew must have been telling me a joke. I remember him laughing as he spoke.

I was in my room, banned from coming out and seeing my girlfriend (which i dont have one in real life) My family didn't want me to be with this girl which annoyed us both, as i looked out of my window she was in my back yard looking up at me smiling. I opened my window and jumped out sliding down the roof of the back of my house and then landing on the grass.

My parents saw me from inside and i saw them stand up, we ran into our neighbours garden by jumping over the fence, we then carried on to leap up a set of chairs in the next garden and over the fence, carried almost by our adrenaline. As we got into the next garden i said "shh quiet" and i began to sneak around and look for an exit, i saw a road to a field at the back of the garden so we ran onto this. We wanted to get accross a river that was next to us but couldn't as the jump was too far and there was no bridge, so we ran and ran along the riverside until we got to a mud pile creating a bridge accross, we then went accross it coming out onto a field.

Now for some odd reason i was the girl, i was with my boyfriend, in my dream i felt kinda horny so i said "lets go into the woods there, i want to see the wildlife" obviously with something else planned. We went in and slid down a small hill, my partner slid too far so i followed, threw him on his back and mounted him. He looked to the side and said "what if people come" i looked up and i realised we were on a small mud made public footpath, i said "you're right"

We got up and walked along and what do you know two small dogs and their owner walked past and looked as us strangely as our clothes were caked in mud. I looked to the side and saw my girlfriend, i was the guy now. I remember her being a little smaller than me , pale skin and dark brown hair tied in a knot, we were both in tracksuits which is really odd for me to wear.

As i was looking at her i heard something, suddenly in the distance a huge explosion erupted and a huge orange inferno of a mushroom rose into the sky. "RUN" she cried "NO!" i shouted "we'll never out run that", I then had an idea, i saw a small bush along the road "comon run!" i shouted, we sprinted down the road and as i looked to the side i saw a huge wall of smoke and debris steaming towards us, a huge high pitched scream of the blast rung through my ears. We got to the bush and i noticed a car park filled with cars, the smoke and debris cloud smashed through the trees splitting into multiple lines of cloud rushing towards us at high speed, it hit the car park and launched a wall of glass shards toward us.

I threw my girlfriend down and i noticed other people around us "down! theres glass!" i screamed, my voice almost drowned out by the noise, i was on my stomach covering as much of my face as i could, i felt peices of debris breaking through what little cover we had and smashing into the side of me, mainly my legs and hips making my pelvis ache.

As the storm calmed i stood up and most of the side of my pants was just shredded and my leg sliced and bruised and bleeding, my girlfriend was the same, another random girl who didn't drop down when i screamed had cuts on her face and she was just staring into nothingness saying jibberish, delusional and confused.
A man said "we have to wait for an ambulance", i got up and began to limp with my girl "one wont come, not from something that big" as i thought of the hospital which was just bombed, then i thought of mine and my girls whole entire family and friends. Dead.

I looked into her eyes and thought "if it wasnt for her we'd both be dead"

i woke up

Dream #1:

I’m supposed to be going to see “Beauty and the Beast” (the musical) with my sisters, my mom, and some random guy I don't know. But when we’re getting into the car, I realize I don’t have my ticket. I go back into our house (which looks like my grandparents’ house on the outside, but on the inside it looks like the house we lived in when I was 11) to look for my ticket, but I have no idea where it is. I go into a room and start searching. There are a lot of folders piled around on the floor and I’m sorting through them all trying to find the ticket, but I can’t find it. I go into the bathroom. I can hear the rest of my family talking outside, all of them also looking for the ticket, but apparently they can’t find it either.

Dream #2:

I have another dream where my dad and I are looking at pictures of my grandpa and talking about him.

this is my first post. someone say something so i know i did it right...

12th of February
26, 27th LD
Dream.Lucid.Comments/awake

I was going to an airport, but got lucid on the way there and travelled to a farm. Farm was TF 2 like and was in the middle of a desert of somekind. Well I walked around the farm and I was given a task to destroy 6 golems. First one was guarded by little spearmen and the golem was made of hay, with a bullseye painted on his stomach. I threw rocks at the golem and his assistants. I travelled to the other golem. This golem was made of stone and had one guard besides him. When I attacked the golem, I was attacked by pack of docks. I kicked two of them, but threw the last one at the guard. A windows error message appeared , I clicked it away. The message just floated in front of me. Started losing the dream and that was it. I destroyed one of the 6 golems, but it was one of the best LDs i've had. Partly because my recall was so good.

Another lucid, but this one was pretty boring. Walked around my hometown, but didn't really do anything special.

Well it was still a very succesful weekend, got 3 lucids which is more than I've ever had in a two days time.
Forgot to put categories.

I was in a car, driving, with some female who I didn't get a good look at. Something happened, like we came under attack by some other vehicle. The next thing I knew I was on this hill, alone, and I had to make my way to the sea, but I couldn't walk, only crawl, well drag myself. The moment I got to the bottom I ended up in some bush and I saw someone who looked like Richard Alpert from 'Lost' at the top of the hill. When he was gone These two people picked me up and put be behind a white van, the beach was filled with different vehicles.

DREAM 1:

Me and other people try to escape from a hospital/school castle (kinda like Hogwarts). This castle is haunted by a evil old lady named Marry (She yelled "Awaken from harmless innocence to the sublime truth"; or something like that).

We are in the sewers of the castle, the warm water reaching our knees. We all are separated in multiple groups and all have some kind of boat. After a while I fell of the boat, and when I returned I observed it was actually a sleigh. I observed that sometimes everyone has a gun and sometimes no one has a gun, but I didn't become lucid... Also my boat kept modifying.

At the end of the "map" we had to jump from a plastic box to a crack in a wall. The plastic box wasn't attached to the ground so it was very unstable. 2 people jumped ahead of me. Then it was my boat comrade turn, but I put myself in front on him in terror of hearing the evil Marry resonating voice and jumped. The box being unstable collapsed, so did I. Marry was really close. I took the plastic box near the wall and jumped. Before Marry arrived in the chamber, the dream ended.

FRAGMENT 2:

There is a party in that castle I was talking about. But the castle now is colorful and bright. Outside people protested and some political rivalry took place. At the party was me and some friends I don't know. I'm trying to be funny, but I don't succeed.
Actually this fragment took place before the nightmarish dream.

Snoop Dogg

I'm Snoop Dogg and I'm at a big concert with a lot of very famous rappers like 50cent. I'm wearing some kind of white t-shirt, way too big for me. For some reason I'm a bit angry, because I feel like there's not enough focus on me, considering I'm Snoop Dogg. I'm walking down a line, and on the sides, there's a lot of people cheering and wanting to high five all the rappers as we walk somewhere else. I decide not to do it, but at the end of the row, I high five a few people. I walk up some stairs and suddenly I'm the real myself, and I'm in some kind of room with a lot of chairs, where my family sits. Now we're supposed to write autographs and answer questions. I'm having trouble finding a seat, and the only available seat, is in the corner, which I really don't like. At first I thought, maybe I should sit next to my twin brother, but then I think that's a bad idea, because a lot of the people are going to question that if we're twins, and eventually it's gonna get annoying. I'm trying to move a chair inbetween my mom and my grandmother, but it's very bad space. Suddenly I see some chairs available so I decide to sit on them, only to find out that someone else sits there. I decide to just sit close to the corner, and I hear that there's a lot of cheering outside. I wonder how this will go.

Tomato Soup

It's a cooking contest. It starts with the jugde drinking a cup of tomato soup, with almost no flavor, and claims that the tomato soup won. He then proceeds to pour out a big tank of tomato soup, into some kind of aquarium, because the contest is finished. After he poured it all out, another girl colleague who is a scientist, tells the judge that she hopes nobody drank from the tomato soup, because it had some kind of experimented hamster food in it. After that, the jugde, scientist transforms into some slimy small aliens, and now their being chased by other small slimy aliens who drank the soup as well. The jugde tries to save the scientist by running with her, but at the end, some monster called "SBSB" or something catches them, but suddenly, everyone starts puking, and transforms into their normal selves.

I kept hearing noises downstairs, though I passed it off as people walking the main street beyond my window. My sister then ran into my room, asking if I'd said night to my parents, or even seen them go to bed. I shook my head, and she was upset. I decided to go and investigate around the house, looking in all the rooms upstairs and downstairs. But I found no sign of them anywhere. Then I heard footsteps on the stairs, and looked over to see my parents. They said they had been captured, and didn't know where they were.

And that's all I can remember!

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
These three fragments are all from one long-ass dream about a war being waged between two sides. I'm not sure what these "sides" were, because the characters and scenarios were so random. I don't remember much of the content that happened between the fragments.

The entire dream must have been fifteen minutes in length. It's one of the longest non-lucids I've had.

It was dusk. There was a somewhat light blue colour on the horizon, which faded into black the higher up you looked. I was in the middle of a battlefield, and there was a huge amount of debris on the ground - there were so many large, snapped planks of wood, metal pieces, shards, and other garbage everywhere that you almost couldn't even see what was underneath. Larger piles of this debris here and there formed a hilly landscape, and you could see tiny, tiny pieces of paper, metal and dust floating around in the air, but the air wasn't filled to the point of suffocation, or even to the point there would be a haze of it everywhere. The ground that was visible had a paler brown and earthy color to it, with the exception of some silver/grey metals scattered around.

There were some decrepit city skyscrapers scattered throughout the area, some closer together but others farther apart. They had large holes blown out of them, crumbling and looking like they were going to collapse. In front of two buildings right next to each other was a larger hill that was angled at a higher degree from the ground than the other hills, and on top were a few exploded cars - grey and black in color - and some burnt suede couches that were pale tan. The entire hill was raised a good ten feet from the ground, and it was thirty feet or so in diameter. At the base, just where it began to rise up off the ground, was a dummy like one would find in a crash test site. It had a plastic bag over it, which was molded to its shape. In its chest was a hole, and in it was what someone would normally have in a chest cavity - some ribs, lungs, and the heart.

However, the heart was light pink in color, and it there was only half of it. Instead of being able to see inside the atria and ventricles, however, they were just covered with muscle as if there was only half of a heart to begin with; as if it wasn't cut at all. Where each atria was, there was a tiny hole, almost like a slit. The heart was beating weakly and I knew that it belonged to a person who I had to deliver it to, so I pulled the heart out and it came out easily, with a few pale yellow tendons holding it back. I put it on the ground and noticed that whenever the heart beated, a very small amount of blood came out of each slit on the atria. I grabbed a plastic syringe from my jacket (which happened to be a brown leather one) pocket, and I saw that it was filled with clear fluid. I knew that this was medicine that I had to put into the heart, so I took the syringe and pressed some medicine out over each atria.

That's all I can remember in this fragment.

First

I'm at a conference center or a vacation resort. Someone is trying to kill a group of people, including me, but he wants to do it in a way that he cannot be connected to it and it looks like and accident. One of us suggests that he could kill us by forced overeating. He breaks into a bakery and forces us to start eating nonstop. I take some time to choose and pick a tray of chocolate buns. I eat one of them. It feels good, it's kind of stale since its already nighttime and the bakery is closed. There is no taste sensation, however.

As I'm halfway trough my second bun, and starting to think about what it will feel like when I get full and have to continue eating anyway, someone breaks in the door. There is a large man standing at the store and another one handcuffing the killer. I contemplate whether it's wrong to eat the other half now.

Second

At some point I notice on tv a commercial about a documentary, where they reconstruct what the world would be like if the soviet union had reached the moon first. There is an image of the moon landing site, but with a statue holding a weird flag, not the soviet one, though.

Thebeastofold's dream

I walked into a strange club carrying 2 half empty wine bottles by the neck in one hand, I went to sit down and a waiter guy grabbed the wine and poured them into these 2 chicks glasses then he made me sit with them...they were georgeous, very glamourous...i looked very out of place with them......i looked into my glass that suddeny appeared infront of me and it was faint green liquid. all of a sudden the 2 chicks grabbed me a took me outsaide the club to tell me they didnt like me 0_o lol!!! they took me back inside and i ended up standing with 3 other guys talking about world travel....???? um ok...dream shifted

I was in my old house in West Virginia where i live in the mid 80's and my current dog was wandering around frantically sniffing everyinch of the place for something..i kept following her around asking over and over again "what are you looking for? what have you found? what are you sniffing for??? is he still around??? that last one made me stop dead and go eh??? i just started to get lucid and woke up....grumble....

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Holy crap. I recalled seven dreams between last night (8 hours) and a nap that I took this afternoon (4 hours). The majority of these dreams were very vivid, but sadly there were no lucids. I'll try to publish them all over the next few days.

It was just beginning to get dark; the sky was a pale mid-blue in color. My father and I were outside on a dark wooden dock, which was slightly rotted from age. This dock was attached to a decently-sized island filled with Mexican-style buildings. We could see indiscernible land all around us in the distance, between this island was in the middle of a lake. The water was dark, not quite black but bordering on it. Near and under the L-shaped dock, it was lighter because the water was shallower. The long part of the dock's "L" shape went onto the land, while the short part went along the side of it, and this part of the dock went out a good eight or nine feet away from the island, sinking down a little bit the further out it went.

There were only three or four people around, and they were a good ways away from the dock. My dad and I walked down the dock and arrived at the edge, looking down into the shallow part of the water, which was a nice turquoise color that gradated from the blacker parts. I could see some sand very faintly at the bottom. My dad decided to go swimming; this is one of the first instances where I can almost completely visualize what someone was wearing: he was wearing jeans with a slight blackness to them, as if he had walked through soot or something, and he was wearing a purple and orange thick-striped shirt with two white buttons on the collar, which was popped. A strange clothing choice, but meh... My subconscious is weird.

He pulled his shirt down a bit, and it seemed to lengthen as he did; it was now halfway down to his knees. A swimsuit of sorts, maybe?

Then, my dad kneeled down and put one leg over the dock at a time, then slowly got into the water. I watched him wade outwards from the dock, but then I saw a few dark - and ridiculously realistic, down to the lighting and textures - shapes floating on the water, heading for him. There were four of them; they were scattered around the water and not really following a line or anything. They were dark, dark green, and shaped exactly like pistachio shells - two curved half-ovals which were only attached on one side, and they had some short lighter green tentacles which reminded me of leeches, but they were slimmer and longer. Their bodies were on top of the tentacles, which fanned out in a circle underneath, and the tentacles probably had a span of only a foot from tip-to-tip.

I called out, "dad, get out of the water!" because I knew these creatures were dangerous. My dad turned around to see them floating towards him. One of them, the closest one, opened its mouth to reveal tiny, razor-sharp black teeth and a larger mussel for a tongue. It swam quickly over to him as he tried to pull himself onto the dock, and he got up, but not before it fastened its tentacles onto his arm and stuck there. The tentacles wrapped around it and wouldn't let go, and he had to try very hard to tear them off. "It's implanting poison into my arm!" my dad said, freaking out. If the tentacles were on his arm more than a few seconds, he would die because poison would seep into his arm.

Two of the tentacles were wrapped around from his left side, while the other two were wrapping from the opposite direction. They looked lighter and more translucent while on his arm, but when I pulled the four tentacles off his arm, with his help, they looked darker. I grabbed the creature by its body and threw it into the water. I saw no marks on his arm, but we were still both very scared.

The dream ended with my dad having a scared look on his face, which looked genuine even though I'd never seen him look like this in real life.

12/9/2011
I'm at my old house. I get into a secret room in this Atlantis video game. I'm trying to tell M about it. A guy is over here, and a van full of his friends arrives. I'm in my bedroom with him and a couple that came in the van. He makes fun of the bedspread with hearts and asks me how old I am. I tell him. I feel embarrassed.

I'm in the backyard, now. A guy approaches me. He looks at me funny. I think he's drunk. I back away. He barfs on me. I scream. It gets everywhere, even in my mouth. Disgusting. I need to be clean.

I find a package in my room and open it, thinking it must be a present for me. It's Magic: the Gathering cards. I got a present for someone else?