non-lucid

Adventure

I am on a flying object with my brother. Apparently, I have won a trip for two on this flying object, whatever it is. I decided to take my brother along. It seems to be a huge structure, thousands of feet high, with a flat platform at the top and two legs stretching to the ground below. As it glides, the legs pass through wooded hillsides. I wonder about the possibility of the legs breaking the trees, or something.

I seem to know that I am dreaming without becoming lucid. I am able to change the arrangement of the structure's platform by thinking about it, and try to arrange things so that we have a good view of the landscape below us. We walk towards the middle of the platform, where there is a large opening. I try to widen the opening so we have a nice view, but seem to have difficulty doing so. I move half of the floor up at an angle, but we still don't get a great view.

At some point, we end up on the ground in the woods. It seems that this is our destination. Now there are a few of us travelling, and it is getting dark. We can hear things in the trees around us, and a large creature moves above. The creature swoops down a few yards off to the left from us, and I see that it is a prehistoric "Terror Bird". In reality, Terror Birds were flightless, while in my dream this one had huge wings and flew rather well. It was a pretty bird, although somewhat menacing. It also appeared to have human characteristics, and possibly a face. I theorize that this creature is the origin of the Moth Man sightings, although my scientific explanation for the apparition doesn't lessen our danger any. The bird is a predator, and doesn't look very friendly at the moment.

We decide to seek shelter. I duck behind a tree, thinking that perhaps this will make it more difficult for the bird to swoop down at me. Someone decides to light a fire to frighten the bird away. I seem to recall this working, at any rate the bird leaves us alone...

...I have a fuzzy recollection of a train that I need to get on. There is disaster coming, and the train is like Noah's Ark. People are flooding to get on it, but some people who look religious/important are deciding who gets on and who doesn't. The people who can't get on run away very fast, and I have a feeling that despite the urgency of the important looking people they may still be able to save themselves. As things progress, it turns out that the important Pharisees are actually some sort of scam, and the train won't save anyone. In fact, it may be the opposite...

...It seemed like this dream went on for hours. After much travelling, we end up "home" in something like an office building of my old college (which I dream about sometimes) and the hospital I now work in. I am making rounds of some sort, seeing people who were part of the big adventure. We are all exhausted, perhaps some of us are injured, and we have lost everything. It seems like a not so good ending to such an experience, although we are happy to be alive. I and my wife (? I'm not married in RL) have lost our money, and our farm (?). We had hoped to have some kind of a return on our investment through this trip, but now we have nothing. But a letter comes through the mail. It turns out that back in the woods I had a theory that there was lots of gold. It turns out that there was, just where I said. Someone has stumbled across it in the very spot where we were dealing with the Terror Bird. That somehow makes our journey a success.

Happily, the man is friend or family, and is going to share his white gold (which looks like cottage cheese) with us. We will have all the money we need now.

Phlebotomy Phragment

I am in the hospital. I am apparently supposed to either give someone a vaccination or draw blood from them. Heading towards the patient's room, I realize that I have never done this before. The phlebotomist that I am with assures me that it is easy to do, and that people are tougher than I think. Even though my hands are shaky, they won't care if I shake the needle around during the procedure.

I was watching TV with Ray. There was a documentary about Hitler and the Holocaust showing on the History Channel. I turned to Ray and said "Isn't it odd that Hitler was able to do all of these bad things without a lot of protest from the German people?" He just nodded. I watched the screen and it was playing a scene from that time - silent and black and white. There were Nazi soldiers shooting at civilians who were walking by. A man fell down and at first I thought he was shot - but really he was sprayed in the face with some kind of molten metal. It spread from his forehead over his right eye and I could really sense the pain he was feeling.

I'm only few days away from "perfect" recall for a whole month - first time in my three-year career as a lucid dreamer. Perfect, as in I've remembered something for every night/day for a month (my sleeping times have varied). That said, overall I haven't recalled that much. Last night I recalled only a short fragment. Barren streak still continues lucid-wise. 35 days since last lucid now. Let's do another shorty from the the past:

Hostage of Vladimir Putin
Date: September 17th, 2009
Lucid: No

This was a scary and very real-like nightmare. I was in some kind of school and all the sudden Vladimir Putin walks in with some agents. We were taken as hostage. Putin said, that he'll ask each of us a question, and if the answer doesn't please him... bullet into the head. Putin pointed his gun at me couple of times, but didn't ask a question. I remember how my sweat was dripping and how I was terrified. There was a very real fear of death. There was some agent, apparently american or of other enemy of Russia, next to me. Putin asked him that why would he risk his life as there was no chance that he could influence the power struggle between the big countries.

Luckily this dream wasn't very long. The agent next to me didn't even answer, before the pressure got too much for me and I woke up. Not much of reading perhaps once again, but that dream left a permanent mark into my mind.

I am at my grandmother's house. The doorbell rings and at the door is my grandmother's own grandmother, however in this world she is an evil spirit of sorts who needs to be killed. Frantically, my grandmother yells at me to retrieve a knife (which resembled a small door stop) that she kept on top of the door frame of the front room. I do so, but upon learning that my grandmother expects me to kill the evil spirit I become nervous and unable to move. Realising that we are wasting time, my grandmother grabs the knife out of my hands, opens the door and stabs her grandmother twice in the heart, killing her.

I then 'wake up' to find myself in another dream, in which I am still at my grandmother's house but sitting at the dinner table with my brother and cousin. I get up and walk to the bathroom, where I discover that I have a completely new hairstyle: it is shoulder-length and looks as if it hasn't been washed in a while.

Date: 19 January

Someone's talking to me about staying at Alana's house, or maybe Alana's cousin's, as Alana's staying with a lesbian friend.
I go over to whatever house t is, and I make my house. From scratch. It's not ramshackle, it's just unsafe. e.g for my bed I put my mattress in a mattress-sized hole in the 2nd story floor. Nothing holding it in. Just.... sitting there. I decide it's too unsafe, and so sleep on the 1st floor,under aforementioned mattress.
Alana and my dad walk outside along the docks.
Then Alana's on a plane, and she has to parachute out. She lands in like a cabbage patch or something. There's a chicken bone, no idea what for, but it's old.
Something else about a fish, that has to keep swimming around.

Date: 19 January

Dropping Alex off at her house after hanging out at Sylvia Park or whatever.
I'm walking up the drive, and she has a massive, modern house. It's all white concrete, and sloping, and weird.
The garage door on the left starts opening, and the front door tot he left opens. Her dad stands in the doorway, and he looks completely unlike how I imagined him. He has long hair, and looks like a rock-star would. Her mum is in the garage.

It started with me and two of my friends on the beach. Which is unusual, because i don't like the beach. Then we walked onto this little gazebo that was set up in the middle of the beach. The "house" resembled the porch behind my house. All i remember is that we were outside hanging out, then all of the sudden it was like we had to leave really quick. And we scrambled to get our stuff and took off, but i ran back and turned off the light because i thought someone would see and they'd know we were there...

Then we ran up this set of stairs that led away from the beach and into this neighborhood. The neighborhood was full of tall buildings and condos. Seemed like we were in Miami, but no one was in the street except for us.

Then the dream ended...

Second Earth

This one was really cloudy. It started out and we were on a different planet but thing thing was it was pretty much identifiable to Earth. The part of the planet that we were on was a mountainous lush green grass covered, treeless expanses and we were in the middle of a bowl with some mountains surrounding us. Now the weird thing was that if you looked straight up, you could see the exact same landscape upside down a long ways up above us, kinda like when the girl folds the world over in inception. I was there for some kind of art camp. I remember looking up at the upside down version of where we were, which in the dream was supposed to be the original earth which meant that we were on some replica earth that was literally floating less than a mile over head with the exact same environments.

Like this but without the water. and an identical place from "Original Earth" hanging upside down above us.

The most beautiful thing that captured my attention while loo was that birds were not subject to gravity. There were flocks of black birds that would fly in between the two worlds constantly and it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. I stared for so long.

At one point I had to get some kind of art supply for my teacher...also my friends were there (frankie and them) and we were all sitting at several wooden picnic tables scattered around the landscape. SO now I had to go get the art supplies. There was one part of the landscape that wasn't pretty and that was an old rusty building that looked like something out of biohazard. A replica of this was not on original earth. I climbed up a ladder and entered the place. The inside looked like a warm and cozy house on the slightly high price range. I took out my knife and held in reverse in my right hand. I didn't forget that I was on a strange land and that there could be aliens. For some reason I was very convinced that I was gonna run into an alien cat monster. I was walking through the place carefully, and I saw a giant swiss army pocket knife that I wanted to steal but didn't. I kept walking and passed some humans so I let down my guard a lot. They were sitting on a couch watching tv and chilling out. I kept walking through when I saw another one of those knives. I picked it up and a kid who saw me said that it was somebodies. I said that it was alright and I'll just get the other knife that I found a while ago. He smiled maliciously and told me that if there was another knife than the one I was holding should go to him and that I should get the other knife. I smiled and accepted this deal. After I gave him the knife, I wandered back with him following me to the couch area. I think the couch was now more of a love seat configuration and that there were 2 of my friends, both girls (mad mod and sarah h) I sat down and started watching tv with them. There was some strange music on and we were watching a sonic the hedgehog-esque character and I started scatting a melody over the boring music in the background. I made a grand show of it and was kind of looking for a compliment. Never got it.

I was in a large tent in the middle of a snowstorm. I couldn't see anything outside the tent besides white. There was a class going on. It was Spanish class but for some reason my Algebra teacher was running it. We each got a Spanish textbook, though no one used it. Everyone was really cold, and I was the only one brave enough to take off my gloves. The teacher was impressed. She told everyone that I was a model student and that now I could learn properly because I had no gloves on. At the end of the class, we were graduating. Another man in the room (student teacher?) collected our books and shook our hands, then we were dismissed.

I woke up to see outside my window that it really did snow.

I was at my dads house. There was a party, so all of my family was there. A table was set up in the living room and we were all eating and watching MLP. It was a new episode, where spike finds a new land where everything is small, and he doesn't want to go back home. I went downstairs and into the bathroom. When I got out, everything in the basement was smaller than when I went in. But I went back upstairs and everything was still regular size.

My aunt asked me if I needed an old guitar she didn't use anymore. I told her I already had one. I pulled out mine, but there was something different about it. The neck was made of cheap wood, which was obviously attached by someone. I figured my mom broke it, then tried to fix it. She made the neck too thick, so it was hard to play. There was also a piece of wood sticking out where you place it on your lap, which made it uncomfortable to hold. My aunts guitar was also pretty bad. The strings were all made of rubber bands.

I had been on a trip to Sweden with a couple of friends and was leaving. We were at the harbor, going to take a ferry. We had to go trough the toll separately, there were these small closed glass rooms where the officer went trough my luggage, just one bag. He spoke Swedish so I didn't understand exactly what he said, but I had a pretty good Idea. He tore a carton of milk in half and then handed me the lower half, with half of the milk still there.

I got out but both of my friends were held for a bit because they had dyed their hair, which was not okay. They were allowed to leave though. Then we were standing at the harbor waiting for the boat.

Color Code: Non Lucid: Red , Lucid: Blue

i am in burger king with my aunt we are talking about death for some reason. We walk in a blockbuster store and someone comes and offers us steak chips... like wtf?! steak chips in a blockbuster.. i should have realized this was a dream, but i didn't .

Dream2

school fire, people died, horrible. Can't really remember this one, wrote it just as i woke up.

Still yet to have a lucid dream.

First dream in my DJ for a while.
It's very fragmented.
There's something about facebook and I wrote something that could suggest that I do drugs, however I don't, and because this was very not me, I guess that I started to realise I was dreaming. There's also something about my school being in a different location, and criminals have taken it over and I had no choice but to help them. The girl who used to appear in my dreams quite a bit was also in this/these dreams.

(somehow, after beer my dreams are often clear, just like today). i went to shool, it was near. we went into somekind of theatre, there was suddenly panic. (this part is a little blurry)
it turned into a hospital, i was assisting patients as usual. i went downstairs and found a weird elewator, the kind builders use. it fell into the underground. someone saw me and said i wasn´t supposed to go there, they were going to kill me.
i was at home, the rooms were old and country-styled. people around started dying. i realised a bit later that i got a virus on me. car chase. my driver complained he doesn´t have license yet. i washed in the green river, because i was planning to sleep outside. i returned flying, because the house itself started to fly. i had to find things that i was wearing. i did so and burned them, since it was inside i closed two doors behind, although they were already starting to burn. everyone waited outside on a grassy field in some barrier because they´ve thought the enemy had a power to contol the fire.

01/20/12

AFC Championship Football Game
I am in my own house, and I am watching television. I am in my entertainment room where I have my television and game systems. There is a football game on, it is the AFC championship game between the Baltimore Ravens and the New England Patriots. The Ravens are ahead at the moment, with a score of 14 to 0. I hear my mom and my brother in the other room, also watching the game. I am in my room because I know John, my brother, is rooting for the other team. I don't really care, but I'd rather cheer for the Ravens in peace. I look back at the game and I see the score has changed… ridiculously changed… it is now 76 to 14 in favor of the Ravens. Wtf? The score couldn't have changed that much that fast… I wonder if John and my mother noticed that. I head to the other room and see the score is now 117 to 24 in favor of the Ravens. John is throwing stuff at the television. I say the scoreboards at the game must be broken… there's no way that could be the real score…

Waves of Oblivion
I am in a small town that looks like something out of an RPG such as Oblivion. Everything is in a bit of chaos, people are running for cover and hiding in the various buildings. Everyone is in a blind panic. I head towards the front gates to see what is going on. There are guards at the front, they tell me to get inside with the other civilians. I ask what is going on, the guard says there are demons pouring from the gate, now get to shelter. I decide I can help, so I head out of the gate, ignoring the guard yelling after me. The captain of the guards also tells me to go to shelter, I tell him I'm going to help. He laughs in my face and says the day a woman can hold her own in a fight is the day he retires. I ignore him and head towards the main force of demons.

The gate they're pouring from is an Oblivion gate. There are so many of them. I charge right into the group, forming sword and armor from Witchblade. I cut through a couple, jump over more, and finally I get to the gate. I go through the gate and see there are more demons pouring on that side of the gate. There seem to be an infinite number of them. I see the main tower in the area, that must be where the sigil stone is. I head straight for it, taking flight to get there quicker. Forget going through the tower… I fly straight to the top and down through an opening in the ceiling. There's the sigil stone… I grab the stone, thus collapsing the Oblivion gate.

I am now standing in the ruins of the Oblivion gate. There are still some demons present on this side, but the army defending the town are quickly dealing with the remaining demons. Some of the demons disappear through small portals when they see there are no more reinforcements coming for them. I see the captain of the guards not far away, and I go over to him. He says I am lucky that gate closed or I would be dead. A soldier tells him that I am actually the one who went into the gate and closed it. I ask the captain if he will be retiring now… he just looks stunned.