non-lucid

12/10/2011
Dream One
"Bouncer Housed"

I feel that I can only remember a small portion of this dream. There were many occasions where I kept trying to find lucidity, but I would only get to the point of figuring that 'something was strange.' Finally, I was able to levitate some objects (though I can't remember what they were), and convinced myself that I was dreaming. I'd been driving around, at one point, and remember phasing through the roof of a moving car. Most of this was lost in memory, though.

What I remember the most, is one moment when I was apparently in some type of nightclub. I had gotten into an altercation with a bouncer, and we were squaring off against each other. The thing about this bouncer, though, is that he was practically a giant. He stood no less than 9ft tall, and was easily tipping over 500lbs - not your everyday 'tough guy.' I was already lucid at this time, though, and I was just talking all kinds of shit to this guy. I don't remember exactly what I was saying, but I was pretty much just warning the guy not to press his luck, because this was my dream, and it could easily destroy him, if I wanted to. For a few moments, he stood his ground, but after a while, he seemed to just think I was out of my mind for fucking with someone as large as he was. After a short while of barking back and forth at each other, the bouncer finally said something along the lines of: "Dude, you're fucking crazy..." turned around and walked away. It was an obvious gesture of pity, because he figured that he would pummel me into the ground, if he'd allowed himself to lose control. I knew otherwise.

When I looked back at my friends, everyone was staring me in complete awe. They told me that they'd never seen me take on such a challenge, head-on. It was actually kind of shocking. The awkwardness of it felt so real that I began to lose lucidity. I started questioning whether or not this was a dream, and became somewhat startled at the idea that I might have just told that enormous bouncer off, the way I did. (The fact that he was probably 9 ft tall stuck with me as 'something that was strange', but it was no longer something that registered enough to keep my lucidity.)


Dream Fragment Two
All I really remember is something about my dad sleeping on a mattress on the living room floor.


Dream Three
"Gush Hour"

I was on a boat, and there was some kind of battle going on.

I'd been with T, and his Jeep (which apparently had the ability to float in water) was bobbing along behind the stationary vessel - our getaway vehicle. During a scramble, I had safely bailed out of the boat, and crawled back into the floating Jeep. Once inside, I stared anxiously through the windshield, waiting for Todd to emerge so we could get the hell out of there. Instead, there was a large disruption (which might have been an explosion, but I really don't know), and the Jeep was suddenly rocked by a large wave. Not being strapped in, I found myself being tossed around, inside the vehicle, while water poured in from all sides, through the open windows. The Jeep was swept back onto land, though the wave itself never really seemed to end. It was just a continuous surge of water, which pushed the Jeep through the city streets, blanketing the coast and quickly rolling its way into Central Florida. Before I knew it, I was being pushed down State Road 436, which is nearly 50 miles from any coastline, and dead in the center of town.

Inside the Jeep, I was practically drowning. The tidal wave kept the vehicle flipping and rolling through the streets, still dumping water in through the windows, and completely overwhelming me. It was almost completely filled, at this point, and I knew I couldn't take anymore. Somehow, I knew that my family was at a nearby store, and the flood would be pushing me past it, soon. As a last ditch effort - coming up along this familiar intersection - I threw myself at the door and burst out of the Jeep. The water level was just around 3 feet deep now, but it was still pushing the Jeep along the roadway, as if the Jeep was completely weightless in the current. When I spilled out of the doorway, I rolled helplessly on the concrete for a few feet, and lurched to a stop with both hands on the curb, choking and coughing up the water that I'd carried with me, all the way from the Eastern coast.

In a matter of seconds, my mom and a few other family members were at my side, tending to me as I continued to gasp for air. It took me a moment to even acknowledge that they were there, but, in a fit of perfect comedic timing - and between labored breaths - I looked up at my mom and said "...You know it's flooding up there?" and I pointed down the street, from where the ocean had just spit me out into the streets. Everybody laughed.

Yes, some dreams are just like movies. One such dream last night saw an magnitude 8.0 earthquake hit the northeast with my hometown getting the worst. I could feel the gravity shift as this earthquake hit. Norristown Transportation Center Station was more like a movie set of a horror show. With riots, derailed trains, and general chaos. People were being crushed by giant falling structures and out of control trains (very graphically) One man screamed in such blood curdling agony as the last of the out of control trains mowed him down, with a "proper" sound for head crushing pooping noises. It was gross, and unexpected. I nauseatingly inspected for survivors and just felt sick. I sat there for a while and thought what do we do now? A reporter asked me if I thought the north east would be remembered for rebuilding , and I said I hope so. When I woke up, I thought darn, as unsettling as that was, it was entirely entertaining.

This is one of several dreams I had last night. The dreams had a few characters in common, but were totally different. I don't remember the sequence, and I don't remember much about many of them. This is the most coherent one, and the one I remember best.

(BTW, I do recall a bit about my dreams almost every night and wright about them. I just post ones that are exceptionally coherent and recalled.)

Date: 01/27/2012
Dream title: Excursion into the night
Technique: WILD
Result: Fail
Recall: 3/5
Participation: Passive

We're at a log house belonging to a family my family is friends with. It's a house IRL, and it's correct on the inside and outside, but a different family we are just meeting lives there. The rest of my family is apparently here to. The hostess starts preparing some of her homemade soda for an old friend of the family who is there also. Or ham that is, they keep changing. Of course, I'm too thick to notice. I just assume I was mistaken last time I looked. I mean, rootbeer and ham look a lot alike right?

After a bunch of conversation that I don't pay attention to, my family decides to go for a walk before it gets dark, while our old friend stays here to chat and wait for the ham. Oh wait, I guess I didn't see it right. It's ROOT BEER. We go out and at first things are 100% accurate to the country neighborhood this house is in IRL. After a bit though we go past some very odd vents in the ground. After we pass those, it starts getting dark and we try to head back.

It only takes five seconds for everything to get pitch black, which also didn't tip me off. We start running a few seconds prior to the 100% darkness, and end up back at the log house, although it's an obvious dream teleportation now that I think about it. Out old friend is putting the remaining grape so-ahem-ham in the fridge. He compliments the hostess quit a bit. Says it's awesome, even to the point that he'd totally do whatever favours she asked for a month just for 1 bottle. Of ham. she laughs and says she has young boys coming to her house all the time promising to do favours for a week to get 1 bottle.

After that, the dream went on but started to fade and become less intelligible. After a bit everything changes and I'm in a different dream.

I am screaming at the end of time. I am perched upon the Temple of nothing, a Griffin. I am laughing madly in shooting tentacles in every direction summoning dream Warriors to me. Raven and Mosh appear. Numbers are flying in and out of my body. The number god appears to me. He tells me to calm down. I tell him nothing matters everything matters 999999. 2012. 66665555E and E3333444888111.

I've been a little lazy this past couple of days and have not been writing here. My recall is still slightly improving. God, I just wish my dry spell would end. I still need to try harder. Last night though I got decent recall, so here's the dream.

Chillin' In Korea
Date: January 28th, 2012
Lucid: No

I was just walking around in some bustling little asian town, that I just again "knew" was Korea. North or South, I didn't even wonder about that. I was walking around, watching the people going past me, looking at the buildings, just chilling out and feeling good. In fact, I felt like I could move to live in there.

All the sudden this orange truck stops beside me. Somehow I knew that it was Chinese. There were some soldiers and they asked me to get on board. I decided that why not, even if I felt a bit threatened and wondered if I have something to worry about.

In the truck's... what's the word? Let's just say "space in the back", anyway in there was some guy they were holding as prisoner. He was beaten and tortured. I noticed that once of my old army buddies was one of the three soldiers doing the dirty deed and one of them were my sister's boyfriend. Neither of them are really asian and they were just themselves in the dream as well, but for some reason Chinese soldiers as well.

So anyway I was angry about this man being tortured, but they just said that it wasn't against the law and it is what it is. Crazy shit law. I got really angry and in my mind I just rationalized "Well, if beating up a guy into a near death isn't illegal, then killing you isn't illegal either." Somehow I got an assault rifle on my hands and killed all of the soldiers.

At that point the truck was stopped in the middle of the woods, so I was in a perfect spot to get away with my murders. I grabbed the tortured guy on my shoulder and started running away. Most of the time it felt like the other guy weighted nothing, and finally the dream transitioned so that the guy was running along with me.

The environment had also transitioned. It looked like standard Finnish countryside. Some woods, some fields, house and barn here and there. We went across someone's yard and while the other guy got through unnoticed, some old woman spotted me. I tried to squirm my way out of it, but she wouldn't have it. I don't know what she could have done though, so why I just didn't leave? Anyway, the other guy saved me by saying something smooth and in the end we were welcomed inside their house.

We didn't stay for long, as we still had to continue fleeing from the authorities, who will surely eventually find the bodies and start tracking us down.

When that happens though, I'll be already awake.

I am running down the middle of a road with a friend. We reach a familiar street and both slow down, my friend walking on the right side of the road while I trail a bit behind on the left. As I am walking, I notice a dog with the facial features of a rooster approaching me, looking as if it is ready to attack. I signal to my friend for help but he is too far ahead and does not see. Scared, I half climb on top of a parked car for safety while readying myself to kick the animal if I need to. It edges itself closer and looks ready to leap towards me when I hear a strange alien-like screech. I turn to see that the sound has come from my friend, who is apparently mimicking the cry of the animal in order to scare it away. It works and the animal flees.

Dream recall has been woeful over the last few days, and I've had nothing to write in here, but finally I remembered a bit of last night's dream (though there wasn't much significant about it).
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27/1/12
[This night was following a big clubbing night out, which explains the first half.] I am in my uni flat with the girls that I usually go out with and we've just got back from a club, discussing going out the following night as well. Over time, everyone in the nearby blocks of flats pulls out for various reasons. I see one girl I know quite well tucking the rest of her flat into bed, and saying that they're 'not allowed' to go out Saturday [I always saw her as a bit of a mother-figure].

Later, I'm in a computer room back at school, and I've just finished my work. I am reluctantly convinced by my old rugby coach to go to the lunchtime training session, which involves the whole team running on treadmills in a line, passing the ball to each other, which seemed a lot more normal in my dream than it does looking back at it.

This is getting kind of wierd, BK is becoming a major recurring DS which I guess is actually a good thing

I was at a burger king right by our local ski hill (ski/snowboarding too for that matter ) with a couple friends. We met up with several other people who I didn't recognize. Apparently we had been skiing all day together and it was now like 8:00. We got in line and the other group of kids had just ordered and were waiting for their food. I got up to order and asked for a medium number 7 (what i always get) which is a 9 piece chicken fries meal. The cashier told me they no longer carried them, even though it was still on the menu. Quite disappointed I looked around a bit and right on the counter was a little heating thing filled with cinamon rolls. They looked really good, so I bought 2 and ate them.

The next thing I knew I was outside another burger king with the same friends and we walked inside. We met up with those same people again and they had just ordered their food. I did the exact same thing as the last BK and order a medium number 7. This time, though, I got it without any problems. We all sat down at a table and ate our food talking about the day. Apparently one of them had hit their head and got knocked out, but was alright now. After I finished eating I was still hungry so I went up to the counter expecting those cinamon rolls to be there still. They weren't . I was a bit frustrated and was about to ask where they went but I woke up.

After I woke up I thought about this a bit and realized that my dream had gotten them mixed up. The BK near us no longer had chicken fries while the one down by the ski hill did, unlike the dream. However, the one near us did not have the cinamon rolls, while the other did, which matched the dream. I think I should lay off the burger king for a bit though

DreamLucidAwake

Lost Dog

Just a very short dream of me looking for my dog. I was riding in the back seat of a car, my grandmother was driving, and my mother was in the passenger seat. We were driving through Loudonville apparently looking for my dog that ran away. We turned left onto main street and I saw my dog standing on the side walk as we turned.

"Hey! I saw my dog back there!" I told them.
"So?" My grandmother ask.
"So let's go back there and get her?" I asked.
"Fine." She said turning the car around.

As she turned the car around I got that weird feeling again. That feeling where I know something bad is about to happen or there is a nightmare creature nearby. I looked out in front of us and saw a shadow man just standing there in the road. The car stopped in front of him. He didn't move. He just stood there staring at us and that feeling grew stronger. Remembering that I only get this feeling in dreams I decided to plug my nose and look at my hands. I couldn't breathe through and my hands looked normal. I kept trying over and over again because it just didn't seem right that I would be awake. The next thing I know, my grandma became impatient and ran the shadow man over.

I woke up after trying another reality check. When I had awaken I couldn't move. I was stuck in sleep paralysis again. "Crap. Sleep paralysis again." I thought. "3, 2, 1, FLAIL!" I thought to myself before I managed to roll over. I was apparently still too tired and relaxed though because I got stuck in sleep paralysis again right after. This time I decided to see what would happen if I let it happen. I lied there for 10 seconds before it felt like someone kicked me in the spine. Then I decided to just get up for a minute to unrelax myself.

End

This dream appeared to be a compilation of random memories. Yet, it seemed to fit together well.

At a hotel, the scene appeared rather sepia. I was standing atop something, dropping aerodynamic paper helicopters as part of some experiement.

Later, I was applying bug spray to myself, at a cave park that I previously visited in Eastern Ontario. The spray then became lotion, and it smelled of DEET, mixed with mint, which someone noticed. Perhaps the smell was another facade.

Soon, the scene merged somehow smoothly so that I was at my computer screen, which had an odd colour, resembling jelly in another facade. I soon wake up to the sound of my 8:15 alarm.

I get up, and turn off the alarm, heading back to sleep on this early morning day. A notable lack of woman, my dream had.

After some dream, I wake up - this would have been a WILD if not for the dream in between. At my cupboard of computer stuff in my computer bedroom, the digital clock was on the left side, when it was usually on the right. My computer was on the right side rather than the left, and for some reason it had a computer tower at the corner instead of being a rull laptop. I press the button, and turn off the computer. The tables start shaking, but it doesn't seem to be an earthquake.

Suddenly, the digital clock slides off the cupboard, although there seem to be no papers nearby, and falls onto the table below - SPLAT. I then ask my dad what that shaking might be.

Waking up for real again, I notice the shaking comes from a washing machine downstairs. So then, I fall asleep.

Somehow, I am still at my computer, browsing Facebook. A close friend of mine uploaded a song onto my Wall, which had not yet become a Timeline, as requested by January 31. A blurry, beige, bluish sepia scene was the thumbnail music video.

This was apparently a heavy metal rock song, created by my friends' basement band a few days ago. Its title was "i'm not gay". The subtitle: Few talk about the title. Another friend who I recently added and was a guitarist, liked the video.

Surely there would be comments on a video of this sort on a site like youtube, but there were none confronting the title, only one congratulating the uploader. The green like bar reached 1 like on the video itself.

Another friend had posted a status, initials RM, in the ticker tape on the right-top of the screen. His profile picture was someone drumming, but it was actually a close-up of the socks on top of the bass kickpedal, which was weird. Even weirder, the status said: It always rains when I'm looking at the screen.

Even weirder still, I woke up. Looking outside, the roof was white, and it was snowing, not raining, which was a pleasant thing to see.

Logic does not begin or end with fag - logic begins at hello.

Windhover's Dream

dream 1 - I'm Yerin.(due to doodling her last night) I go into a house. I meet a middle-aged man who's going to sleep(wtf?!!?!!) with me. He's really short, maybe below 150cm, his head is bald and he's kinda fat... he's wearing ordinary suit. I'm kinda scared so I think of escaping. When the man is gone, I look inside of the house. I open the door and walk into a hallway. The house is pretty huge. It has wooden walls. I return to where I came and I see my mom. She tries to help me escape... there's a small window high on the wall; mom lifts me up and I open it. I stick my head in but I'm found by that bald man. He says "where do you think you're going?"
He comes inside the house. I gestured him behind my mom that we can't sleep together, how about we just hug? and he gives me a face that he agreeds. He comes closer to me and covers my waist with his hands.(where's my mom?) and he strikes my body.(FFFFFUUUUUUUU-- I got really scared D and then he tries to kiss me. I get really frightened and run away, opening the door......
This was such a disgusting dream.

dream 2 - Maybe scene jumped, or I got outside of the house... There's huge blue-green sea infront of me at the beach. I try to escape from something...maybe still from that bald man. I run into the sea and swim away. Suddenly the wave hits me and I fall backward. I rise up on the surface of water, but then the enormous wave (it was really big, I got scared) falls on my head again. I get sucked in, and float away to the beach. I try to give up escaping.

Dream 3 - I'm snowboarding on sloppy hills. I climb up some kind of tower. When I get to the top, Lain from Serial Experiment Lain is sitting on snow. Suddenly I feel that she's like having a little sister and I want to hang out with her. She says "wanna hang out with me?" so I say "I was going to!" and she smiled. She has a long sled to ride with me. I sit back and she sits in front of me. I push the sled and we slide straight thru very sloppy hill.
Then we see huge sliding are up the hill. I'm kinda semi lucid here. I give Lain a piggy back ride and try to 'fly' up the hill so we can go reach there fast. But it doesn't work. (I can feel Lain's weight) So we just walked over and get on the sled and slide away.....

Dream 4 - I'm in comic class... kids are painting a cover of some kind of picture book. My friend asks me what the character in the picture doing. I look closer to the picture. There are 2 white dogs with black spots doing something...

Dream 5 - FA. I see 5 colorful cereal boxes on a counter in the kitchen. I wash my face in the bathroom...

[B]1.[/B] Potentially at grandmother's home again. Step outside to my out-of-place, previous apartment's balcony and have a seat on the out-of-place futon. A cousin is there. Like me, she's going through a breakup. She's taking it much harder than I am, though. I let her in on my own troubles, which sort of comforts her.

We're drinking tea which later morphs to coffee. Twilight is just setting in and we're looking out to the skies, over a lake that is now there (possibly, can't recall). I thought I caught sight of a plane, but it was a comet. Just as I'm opening my mouth to tell her, I see another! I direct her vision to where I'm looking and I see a handful more that minute. She finally sees a few. I see more and more, all moving toward one spot in space. I'm surprised I could see any, since it's not completely dark outside. I see about 15 in total and think to make a collective wish... but draw a blank.

I turn around to go back inside. Sliding the door open for her, I notice she's on the other side of the railing. She makes her way around to the right side of the balcony. I wonder if she'll jump. Instead, a steel ladder appears and she makes her way down to the basement, coffee cup in hand.

I was at the beach building a snowman. When I was finished all of the snow around it disappeared revealing the sand beneath. The snowman was at least three times my height. Its head was on crooked, so I climbed up and tried to turn it. It only budged a little bit. The snowman already had eyes and a nose. I went to get arms for the snowman farther down the beach. They were huge and made of plastic, and tough to carry, but even though they were heavy I was able to carry both. When I got back there was a group of kids surrounding the snowman. They had attatched ropes to it so that it didn't fall over, kind of like when you pitch a tent. I lifted up the arms and slid them into place, then began putting a rope stake into the sand. The sand was wet so the stake (a red pair of pliers) didn't stay in the ground. As I was doing this the group of kids talked about their sister who was starring in a play. One of them said that their mother didn't want her to be in the play, but I said that was stupid. One of them agreed with me but another one didn't.

Hooch (FRAG)

I dreamed that me and my roomie and a couple of others were in my room (not really my room but it was in my dream). Security came in and told us that they knew that we were making hooch and that whoever gave it to them would have immunity. My roomie got it for them and I got in a lot of trouble.

I've been awake for a few hours now, so I may not remember all the details... but here we go!

First, it was like I was watching a movie. My girlfriend was there, it was sort of a party, but there were some guys with guns who kept shooting people. It was all very "lalala dancing, HA! I SHOT SOMEONE! lalala dancing"... Then, it stopped being a movie and I got to the party. I started dancing with my girlfriend and, as soon as I saw one of those guys, I took my gun and shot him. Yeah, I'm a badass.

After I shot some of the evil guys, we decided to leave the party and get something to eat (killing makes me hungry! Who knew!?). We got to a bakery and it was like they all knew me... almost as if I worked there.

Then, there were some kids running and playing in the rain, my girlfriend and I joined them, but she started just playing with them and I got mad cause she didn't want to play with me. I guess I should mention that I'm a very jealous (and one might even say... needy ) guy...

Hmmm... I think I woke up after that. Then I had another dream, but I can only remember one thing. I was checking a site I post everyday, not unlike DreamViews, but it's about Buffy and there are about 40, 50 of us, so we're a small community. One of the guys was talking about having a lucid dream, he said he had dreamt about the colour purple and that he had been aware of it while he was dreaming. Another guy came up and said something like "You were either just dreaming about purple and now you remember it or you were just thinking about it and you're getting confused about it, thinking that you actually dreamt it. Own the purple!"... it was weird.

Anyway... two days in a row! I might be able to turn this dream journal into a habit!!!