Non-Lucid Dreams
#2 (Weird to have a dream like this since I haven't seen any of those movies for years.) Jump right to fighting a random chick and Darth Vader with light sabers at a mall. I used the force (haha) to hide the chicks light saber in a coat rack and began to fight just Darth Vader. I remember not being able to move the saber right like I was under water, but Darth Vader was having the same problem. Then Vader turns to the red faced one (Sorry fans), and that continues for a while. No real climax or ending. Probably should have realized I was dreaming though. Oh well..
Eating things There is more to this dream, but I'm having a bit of trouble remembering it. Anyway, I am either at my brother's house or on vacation. We are going to eat, and I start eating roofing shingles (or something like that. It may have been tarpaper.) I stuff a few of them in my mouth, chew them and swallow. They taste awful, but I'm hungry and somehow I either don't think there will be anything else to eat or I'm enjoying it in some way. Then I move on to cardboard. I eat a lot of this. Then my family shows up with some real food. I think that perhaps the roofing material and cardboard might actually make me sick, so I decide to dilute the junk in my stomach with real food.
I woke up this morning to no recall, only to look through my DJ and see this scribbled down: Went through some obstacle course, sitting a bench in gym hallway (school) talking to some kid asking what my powers are. "I'm really fast and strong and I can turn into a vampire and be even faster and stronger" I told him. lol... I don't remember writing that I think the vampire thing is from reading the Rosario+Vampire Manga these past couple days
I enter my dream inside of my school. Everything was like it should be, but people were gathered in the gym and they seemed excited. I enter the gym and start to ask people why they are excited and find out that all of the people in our school is moving to a different school. Next thing that I know, I am in an airport. I see people ahead of me getting their tickets to get on a plane to leave. I get handed my ticket and board the plane. There were two planes, and I had gotten on the first one. When everyone was on, we tried to take off, but failed because we didn't have enough room to get enough speed. Immediately we start to look for another place to take off at that would be longer. Everyone decides to go onto a highway. We somehow manage to get onto the highway-my dream turns into third person so I can see the plane. It was plain white with a couple of windows on the side. While on the highway, we start to take off once again, but we can't because of traffic on the highway. I then wake up.
I was at some random place with ST. He was trying to convince me to hang out with him for some reason. I told him fine. Nothing else happened, but I wondered why he would care to ask me. --- I was in some dungeon/cathedral-like stone building, in the corner of a stairwell. I had brought this random dun colored horse there, and it was hitched to the wall. I was trying to do something to it, but the dream faded.
Red Lobster seems to be on my subconscious a lot lately... Probably because I used them as a reference for one of the restaurants I applied to...and when that restaurant called them, they were told it had been too long since I had worked there for them to give a reference for me (only 2 years). So I didn't get that job - and I guess my subconscious mind just hasn't gotten over that. But this dream ended up being an exact play by play of me confronting my general manager LeeAnn about this happening. I walk up to the front doors of the Red Lobster I used to work at. I look at the sign at the right of the door that displays the name of the general manager who works there. LeeAnn's name is still there - good. I go inside and look to see if I can find her. The layout is definitely different than what I was used to when I worked. I spot LeeAnn in the doorway to the kitchen. She has an apprehensive anxious look about her, which tells me she probably knows why I am here. But unlike on the phone, she can't exactly ignore my presence. She sits down with me at one of the empty tables. "How are you?" I ask her. "I'm good. Look. I have to cut down right to the chase. I can't give you a reference from me. It's been too long since you've been here." "It's only been two years though," I say, "I wanted to transfer to a Red Lobster where I live now, and I couldn't find any that were accepting transfers. So I applied to Best Buy and was hired there. I've been with them for two years, but I've always wanted to go back to serving. Now that I had that opportunity, I couldn't get hired because you guys refused to give me a reference!" "Yeah, the other managers told me they get a lot of reference calls about you though." "Why does that matter? To be honest, I know I was a great employee. I gave you 2 MONTHS notice when I left. I never made any trouble for you and always did a good job." "Well, why get back into serving again?" she asks. "Because it's the best pay for the time spent working that I can get right now. Not only that - you get to interact with many different people and it's never boring. It's fun, and not monotonous whatsoever." She laughs, "You are so passionate about it we should get married!" We get up and walk together, down a corridor and into a seperate room. There is a queen bed in the middle and I can see my friend Brittany laying down in it. She makes a joking comment about how me and LeeAnn better not be having sex. LeeAnn gets out a piece of paper and asks what I want her to write for a reference letter. She ends up writing down a list of good qualities I have. I don't remember what exactly they were. I just remember that I wasn't too impressed - but it would do. Brittany speaks up to her, "Don't forget to sign it for him!" She quickly signs it and then hands me the slip of paper. I feel accomplished right before I wake up.
Updated 02-15-2012 at 03:47 AM by 49327
I was watching curious George. I was George, apparently. Me and my chaperone walked into a bowling alley in what seemed to be some sort of square or park in an urban town. I was now myself. My chaperone turned into some scruffy convict-looking type wearing black and brown. We were sitting at a table inside of the bowling alley. He was looking at screen, it looked like a GPS on an iPad-like device. I was watching a red pulsing dot on the screen, over his shoulder. It was getting increasingly closer to our location. "Fuckers' trackin' us," My scruffy companion announced. They're tracking us? Seems more like the other way around. "Come on, we might be able to delay 'em." He says. I followed him out the door. It was evening now, and there was a man waiting for us on a long motorbike with some sort of cabin, it was like a cross between a mine cart and a motorcycle. He forced us in, and drove off, with a strange respect for the road laws, even though he looked like a gangster. "Best paying job yet," The driver commented. "CIA paid me six hundred million to get you guys, eh?" Half way to my house, I was transitioned to a van with my family in it. We were still going the same way. One long wait at a light later, we arrived at my house, with a government van behind us. We parked in the driveway, and my eyes rose to the sky, full of stars and still red from sunset. There was something weird about it. There seemed to be a giant planet in it. What planet, I wondered. I examined what I could see out of the windshield. It was earth, I noticed. I could just barely make out Mexico. I considered Earth for a moment. A bit odd, I thought. Is this a dream? No, it cant be... Oh, wait, except it is! I realized, and with the energy of sudden full lucidity, I burst out of the car door and ran around in my family's yard with my brother and father. I came across a mound of dirt that was not there in waking life, under a fully leafed tree, though it was winter. "Anchor dream," I cheered. My father snickered at this. I looked around the yard. I decided to run out into the road and talk to some DCs. It was suddenly morning. I saw several friends from my school roaming the streets. They didn't live here. I met a friend near a tree. "Hey, guess what?" I said. "What?" "I'm in a dream! But not in your head, my own, so it doesn't matter that I'm telling you this!" I laughed. They rolled their eyes. "Anchor dream!" I yelled at them. I then ran off down the road. The dream shifted into me standing in a line of students somewhere in the second level of my school. I was still lucid. I threw the assorted objects I had in my hand aside into assorted machinery, nobody cared but the guy behind me, be cause he was trying to steal some of it. I stood in line for a while until I figured something out. "Oh wait," I said. "Screw this. Anchor dream." I walked out of the line, around some machinery, and into the next room. A teacher had given me papers as I passed, I threw those aside, too. I scattered all over the left side of the next room, which was only storage. I proceeded. This room had three teachers trying to stop me inside. They were maneuvering around a pile of boxes. "Is there somebody you need to see?" One of them asked, still trying to get to me. "Nope," I pushed past them. I now came into a similar, but larger room. It had large windows for me to jump through, but before I could reach them I awoke suddenly, too awake to DEILD, but I felt satisfied.
I was at school, and everyone was gathered in the cafeteria. There were criminals holding the school for ransom. It was gloomy outside, dark rainclouds were gathered above the school, but withholding their rain. At some point a layer of roof slid away, revealing another identical layer, but with a bomb attached to it. Somehow, I went up to the ceiling twenty feet above me to examine it. Nobody cared. It was all black; even the wires. The actual bomb was just a black, rectangular box. I went back down. Still, nobody cared. One teacher that I vaguely remember seeing ever so often in the hallway approached me. I can't remember anything about them. He or she said something along the lines of, "Sneak outside, and alert a super-assassin-marine-with-amazing-skills about whats going on. And take these guns." He or she gave me five different types of guns. I noticed in them an SMG and a sniper longer than I was tall, for some reason decorated with desert camouflage. I managed to take them all, and casually went out the cafeteria door, carrying them with me. The marine-soldier-mabob was leaning against the corner of the cafeteria, equally casually. He was also, for some reason, wearing desert camo. I helped him get his gear on, and as I was doing this, I realized with amusement that the sniper was taller than him, too. I wondered why he would need a sniper. Once we were done with that, he went back in. I took shelter behind a random pile of rubble I found. I saw students and administrators looking through the window at me with confusion. I gestured for them to be quiet. After a while, the door opened, and the criminals, I saw, were put into potato sacks, two to a bag, and had to hop out with the marine thingamadoodad. They still didn't seem to care, and were glad to hop out. Then everybody lived happily ever after, the end.
They're not at the ame time, but not at the same time, either. Also, massive DJ post wave incoming. Fragment one: It was daytime, and I seemed to be traveling on a highway, in a car either empty of full of people I didn't recognize. I was in the back. We, or I, was on a highway surrounded by pine trees. The light outside suggested that it was noon, I cant remember whether or not it was cloudy. I, or we, were driving under a suspension bridge, far to big for the highway. I remember thinking, 'I need to remember to have a lucid dream tonight.' My subconscious comes up with the most obnoxious irony. Fragment two: I was dreaming that I was in Skyrim, nothing new there. I was in a completely white town, almost at the top of a mountain. If you have seen Skyrim, you could probably imagine what it looks like. It looked like Dawnstar, but with a different layout. The village was then attacked by the Shatterer form Guild Wars 2 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUVLclPDCBE). Geez, I'm a nerd. Anyway, I dealt with that, I can't remember many details, but I won. Then another lame-looking dragon I didn't recognize with grayish skin attacked the just the village chapel, so I went in, and somehow dealt with it. It may have flown off. Then I walked around the town and did some stuff, talking to people who didn't seem to notice two giant dragons attacking their town. Typical game AI, I suppose.
Cay's Dreams I'm typing this on my Kindle and it's proving difficult, so bear with me. Dream 1 Involved a friend of mine being murdered. Largely personal. Dream 2 Lucid, but so confusing I couldn't get a thing done. Someone was trying to construct a larger-than-life-size game of Angry Birds in my yard. Dream 3 I was again in a system of tunnels, a theme in my dreams only on attempt nights- maybe someone's broadcasting strange signals? Anyway, I was accompanied by the main character of the manga Berserk, Guts. The tunnels appeared to be natural caves, with torches mounted few and far between. The occasional Orcish watchman was bludgeoned by either Guts or myself from behind. I guess we were looking for a dungeon complex deep inside the mountain containing the other members of Guts' party.
I do not remember it all that well. I was living in a trailer in a poor neighborhood. Before that I had been traveling or something with friends. There was some sort of villian. All of that is unclear. I left the trailer and went into the forest that was behind it. It was huge and there was a thick fog all the time. It was very dim. There was sand and dunes like at the beach, but with trees rising out of them. I slid down the dunes, and at one point I was riding a bicycle down them. Sometime after that, I found myself driving a jeep across the countryside. It was like a video game in that there were few obstacles and I could pretty much drive anywhere. At one point my father was in the jeep with me. I told him how nice it was that I could pull off 360 degree turns, unlike in my car. I drove up a mountian and met with some children and for some reason we dug up and ate dinosaur bones.
BiscuitHappyz's Dream I was in some sort of training complex for all sorts of stuff. How to shoot a gun, how to use a sword, how to drive some fancy type of vehicle, etc. It was outside, and extended to a low, gray, brick wall. In the background, people where driving fancy vehicles that looked like a mix between a jeep and a golf cart, and was made for one person. Others were fencing with very nice looking swords, ranging from rapiers to katanas. Some people were kneeling and shooting automatic weapons at bags of flour. I was in a line to be assigned to one of these activities. People in front of me were being handed guns and swords and whatnot from a military looking man with a clipboard. He was obviously some sort of marshal, though I was not sure that this was a military complex. Worried, I felt around my head, and found with much jolliness that I did not have a buzz cut, and at the moment, that convinced me that I was not actually in the presence of the military. When I reached the marshal looking fellow, the looked me up and down briefly. His eyes stayed on my left hand for a moment. I looked down at it to notice, for the first time, that I was holding a pair of scissors, with a shiny blades at an angle from the black scissor-handle-doodad. I looked at the man in front of me. He pointed to my right and grunted. He then walked grudgingly elsewhere, as I was the end of the line. I found a group of six or seven other people, one of them an adult man with black hair and a coat, an instructor of sorts. The other five were the same group of people more or less than my age that seem to follow me around on the weekends. ( :O ) If I remember correctly, there were three men including me (But not the instructor) , and three women, and all of us had scissors with black scissor-handle-doodads, but not all with shiny angled blades. The instructor instructed us, though I do not remember any specific thing he said. We seemed to be a group of elite scissor ninjas, and proceeded to go through drills such as scissor tai-chi, scissor dueling, and snipping at the necks of training androids with fake flesh. At the end of the training, I twirled the scissors around my index finger, feeling rather pleased with my skills in scissory. Then I woke up, and felt disappointed with the tiny blunt scissors I got in kindergarten.
Was at some sort of public debate thing inside of a huge hotel lobby. On stage I was watching these two girls I have never met before but that are friends of my friends and I know of them well. Katya was yelling at Katie for never paying the rent that she agreed to pay. She was upset that she stuck the apartment in her name and wasn’t holding up here end of the deal. Everyone in the audience was sitting inside of canoes instead of chairs. I was wearing a giant frilly pink sparkly dress, which looked like something “the good witch” would wear. Allen was in the canoe in front of me. I knew that he found my dress to be hideous and that he was slightly annoyed that I was wearing it. I kept giggling and pestering him. I would whisper things like “hey, booboo, how do you like my dress” and he would respond by rolling his eyes. The debate was over and we were all in another lobby where food was being served. I was acting really goofy, yet again, and trying to annoy Allen further. I was twirling in my giant dress like I would when I was a little girl and people were staring at me. I could see that Allen was starting to loosen up a bit and he started to giggle at my behavior. Suddenly, Jaguars began jumping down from scaffolding and attacking people. I was not afraid that I would be attacked, and as if I were on some sort of drug, I began to laugh at the chaos around me. *memory laps* Allen and I are running down a hall with our arms wrapped around each other. I can see he is a little nervous, I am too deep down but I continue to laugh as if nothing was wrong. *memory laps* I have a view form a third person. Jaguars have taken over the city, going door to door to attack people. A man is trying to push close his front door as an angry jaguar tried to push its way through. I watch what seems to be about a 10 minute struggle between the two but with a light heart, I am not concerned about what may happen if the jaguar breaks through and gets the man. He certainly would die but since I am not apart of what’s happening and just a specter I feel strangely disconnected. After he manages to shut the door I watch another person struggle with the same exact situation for another 10 minutes or so. Finally I am back in my body. I go to walk into a bedroom and the first man struggling with the door has played a trick on me, throwing a stuffed animal at me making me think it’s a jaguar. I fall to the ground and then bust out laughing. I turn and see a real one in the door way looking at me. I wake.
Allen and I were going to live with a strange family in a suburban town. There was snow on the road and we were walking our dog Baron. I had such a weird feeling from the family, less like they were evil but more like Allen and I were evil and that they should fear us. The town was oddly flat and desolate. No one else was out and about walking. We came across the middle school and decided to break in. We busted a window in and began examining the rooms. We found a science room and were playing with the beakers and the fake skeleton. When finally grew tired of the school we decided to head back to the house. At one point I was standing on a giant rock sphere. I can distinctly remember feeling very close to Allen and shut out of the rest of the world. When we got to the house the wife of the house (a petite woman with very short blonde hair) told us that everyone was planning on getting into the hot tub and that we should join. We said that we might later and we proceeded to the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with fresh fruit. The most fresh fruit I have ever seen in one place. Allen bit into a kiwi. I woke.
So when I went to bed last night I was still pretty drunk from doing shots of tequila, which is probably what led into the first dream lol. Other than that nothing too amazing, but some interesting hypnagogia in the morning. #1 - Alternate Path All I really remember about this dream was that instead of deciding to go to bed I had opted to stay up and keep posting on DV and doing shots of tequila. I recall complaining about how bad the hangover is going to be and people telling me I should go to bed but I didn't listen lol. Of course, when I woke up I was relieved. #2 - A Series Of Random Events This one's kind of hard to remember too, but I do remember walking through several very large and very impressive landscapes. It's all kind of in snippits, but first I was walking down some large hill in a very cool looking building complex with O, and we were talking about doing coke and Adderall and a couple other things and then started complaining about how it'd be too much speed. Next I'm with an old friend, C, and we're walking through some amazingly huge mall with crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and a kind of royal orange ambient lighting, I'm not totally sure why we were there but it was a really intense design! Lastly, I was back with someone else in my house and we were playing hide and seek, and I tried to hide under a couch. I lifted it up and let it fall back on me, pretty sure it wouldn't be noticable even though there was really only like an inch of free space under the couch. I couldn't really get it to look as nonchalant as I wanted it to before I woke up. #3 - The Jungle Of The Mind This is something that almost happened to me that tends to occur every now and then when I get really drunk (and it used to occasionally when I would smoke weed) where I would get kind of lost in thought in bed and start to get delirious to the point of entering a full dream, so it was kind of like WILD but really more just... WID. It started with hypnagogia about plants and some windy sounds, and then I was walking through some kind of forest or jungle on a path that had been clearly followed before because there were lots of plants flattened on it. At one point I saw a large (maybe like half a foot tall and a foot wide) bug crawling in the distance (thankfully not near me! ) that was golden with blue patches and very luminescent. :O Now, if this had happened to me a while back when it was more frequent, I would have thought something was up here. One bug crawling across my vision is a delirium sign for me, but I didn't catch it this time. I almost got sucked fully into this dream, but then I kind of twitched and it snapped me out of it. Oh well. I also remember that Smash Mouth's "Walkin' On The Sun" was playing in the background of the forest.