non-lucid

Last night I dreamt of Selena Gomez. Strange, I know... and she is not somebody I would think of or list in a "top 10 actresses" or "hottest people" or anything either. My daughter likes the movie "Ramona and Beezus" and my wife likes the move "Monte Carlo" both of which have her in them. I think she is pretty and all but to see her in a dream was a little surprising as she is a person I would normally think of as being very young.

In my Dream, however, I was young myself. I felt as if I was high-school aged. I was in a movie with Selena Gomez and I was in a scene where I saved her from drowning in a swimming pool or something. Unlike other dreams I did not have the memory of being married or the guilt of feeling like I was doing something wrong because I was married, or at least I did not have it as much as I have in other dreams. I remember being a stranger to Selena then after the scene we got to be friendly with each-other and hang out. We both had very similar personalities and senses of humor and were very flirty with each-other. It was really fun to be in that sort of "puppy love" with an attractive girl. It was very exciting and felt a lot like a movie. While we were walking with each-other I ran into a friend (Whom I knew in the dream but have no recollection as to who it was now.) and I got distracted walking with him. I ended up "ditching" Selena in that moment, and was abruptly woken up by a crying child.

I really wanted to get back into that dream because that being in love feeling just felt really good. I wanted to see things through a little further and was disappointing leaving like that. I fixed the situation with my child and layed back down. I tried to jump back in where I left off, and kind of did, but it was not the same at all. I was in the same dream but Selena was gone. I justified her being gone with her being mad at me for ditching her on our walk. I remember feeling bummed and trying to contact her but couldn't. She was gone. The rest of the activities I participated in felt empty, and I felt like she had moved on and gone on with her busy life.

I feel that this dream was non-lucid because as hard as I tried I could not get her to come back and get rid of that bummed feeling that I had. The 1-2 hours of sleep after I was woken up was very unsatisfying. I am a happy guy and I love my wife, we get along just fine, but that little puppy love feeling was just really fun and exciting. Being married for years you kind of lose that excitement. This is all I remember from last nights dream.

Driving, lots of it. Specially since I made my cross country trip to see family a few years back. I'd had them before.... but not to this extent (varying environments, once i've not even seen). I'll get aerial views, flowing out of those into me sitting in the vehicle as it goes. Its also weird there are a lot of elevated freeways that seem to be hundreds of feet in the air, definitely creeps me out to see some of the shit I just drive out without hesitation- i get the gut feeling that it may become an "oshit" moment but.... the dream just keeps going.

I remember driving through mountains roads with fking snow n ice as a earthquake shook/broke it apart, some major o-shit moments there

I see a lot of hotels/motels as the destinations in my dreams, occasionally really nice homes, or even rarer boarded up home/structures that I hide/hold up in i'm guessing. Occasionally I do notice I'm with a few or even a small group, but rarely anyone i recognize specifically or i can even see the detail of at all.

I get random shark dreams, which range from me being towed by a submarine at really high speed (like water skiing), to being at a beach and seeing them through the crystal clear water. I had a recent one where my little brother was going so far as swimming out with them (they were all g-whites btw). I remember calling him back in. He came back and then.... there was another large one just floating at the steps (we were on these concrete steps at the beach that lead into the water), my brother just hopped down the steps and landed in the water beside and just... fking pet it like a dog.

I remember doing one of my "floats" through this bay and just seeing the undersides of yachts, and of course the sharks were there, swimming around all the same.
There are the occasional floats I do in rivers too which are about the same.

. . . . . (just got pwned by a flood of more mems) ah another driving, this time with meh mum..... x.x I hate my driving dreams that involve water, those are generally not to pleasant.


There are the occasional storm ones, where i'm caught in the awe of a tornado, a large funnel that never seems to finally meet a layer of clouds, rather seems to consume the clouds above and just continue widen and grow.

Zombie dreams thankfully are finally starting to be gone, they were kind of getting old honestly. Can only have so many dreams where your just running around from a mob before it gets old. Maybe if I were lucid and decided to just pwn them all it wouldn't be a problem. Sadly that just never was the case, they were awe-fully realistic in appearance in the scenarios I found myself in. Glad my instinct still manages to keep me alive in my dreams at least though XD

I was in a group of people auditioning for something. There were four of us, and we all had to dance and sing. After our audition, a blonde guy came up to me and was very encouraging, and said I was a good singer. I looked over and saw a chart on the wall of all the people who had tried out. It had the team name, small chibi drawings of the heads of the people in each team, and a comment on how they had done. Most of the teams had 2-4 people and not very good comments, but I found ours, which said we were 'great!' The drawings showed it was me, 2 other girls, and a guy with darker skin, and we were called Team Kitties. I was surprised to see that we had done well.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I've been very busy this weekend and haven't had time to write down my dreams. I had three lucids in a row last Friday and it's about time I write them down. This many days afterwards, my recall won't be the best, but I think I can remember most of it with the notes I have.

07.30: Lucidity burst MILD
I'm standing in a dim lit room filled with ragged people. The doomsday has come and we're all survivors. I'm an Asha'man from the series "Wheel of Time." My brother is in the room with us and he's got the power to channel aswell, but we're both exhausted from weeks of constant channeling to survive. My dad is also there. The door bursts open and two men comes in. They look really worn out and they've got dirt all over them. I recognise them as two from our home village. "You want some food?" I ask them. "Yes please" one of them says and I look in the cupboard. We've only got some hard bread left. I open the fridge and take out some different kinds of pizzas. "It's okay for them to have it?" I ask my dad. He nods and I let them choose one each. We don't have that much food left, and there's one hundred and twenty people in the room. I'm dead tired.

The dream skips. I'm in a moving car. My mom's driving and my brother is next to me. The dream is on the same scenario as the dream before. I look out the window and focus on a dark spot in the clouds above a vast field. The spot starts to grow in size and get darker, just like in "Lord of the Rings." "Make sure we're behind that hedge!" I say to my mom. "But the car will get scratches if I do!" she complains. "It doesn't matter if we're all dead!" I look at the sky again and huge pterodactyl like birds are everywhere. They've all got riders on their backs and they're very close. We continue down the road and pray no one spots us. It doesn't seem like they do, or they just don't care. After a while we stop the car in the forest and get out. There's a small house there.

I realise I'm dreaming. I start walking down a trail with my brother just behind me. The dream is way too dark for my liking. I fill myself with "the one power" and everything becomes more clear and vivid, but not very much brighter. I rub my hands to try to get some light going but soon the dream is fading.

I lie completely still as I wake up and end up in SP quickly. I black out.

I'm in the small house on a chair. My brother is infront of me and he's on the phone with his boss' wife. She's crying and my brother can't be bothered to listen so he hangs up. She calls him a minute later and he picks up. "Oh sorry something must have happened" he tells her. He finishes his conversation. "Is your boss dead or what?" I ask him. "No idea, but I've been fine after lying under the house plenty of times though." Martin gets up and walks outside. He holds his hands out towards the building and lifts the entire thing up with telekinesis. "Whoa!" I say and hold on. He gets on and we start flying away. The roof disappears and the entire thing turns into a car.

I realise I'm dreaming. I look down and infront of us. A barn appears up ahead and Martin lands the car infront of it. There's a toilet booth infront of the barn and I know there's going to be some guns inside. I open the door and the toilet lid. It's full of plastic bags and I have to look for a while before I feel something that resembles a gun. I can hear people shouting in the barn. Martin pulls out an uzi and steps outside. I find a glock and an uzi, but only 12 mm bullets, not 9 mm which I need. "Hey Martin, do you have any 9 mm bullets?" I ask him. He starts shooting wildly on the barn. I hold a pipe of some sorts in my hands and rub it for some stability. I head outside and jump into the car. Martin throws me a box of ammo and I try to reload the guns as he steps on the gas and heads out of there.

I wake up at work. I've got my blanket with me and it's night out. No one seems to be around as I step outside. I start walking. 'Wait, aren't I still dreaming? Oh yeah I am.' I walk around the construction site for a while, thinking about what I want to do. A weird sign appears infront of me. It's like two big white steam roller wheels spinning, filled with numbers. I stand still and watch the mysterious spinning sign.

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Pool Party

I was in a swimming pool. There were multiple DC's, but I rarely look at any of them. I did not see any of them last night.

I looked up into the sky. I saw clouds moving in from either side. In the middle was another set of clouds clearly making a hand. I couldn't quite believe how perfect a hand the clouds formed. Then I noticed the moon was the index fingernail. It made more sense then, and then it seemed extraordinary again.

I asked some of the other party-goers if they could make out the hand in the clouds. I wanted them to see it before the other clouds covered it up. I counted the fingers on the hand twice. There were 5 fingers both times.

I then realized I was wanted by the International police for drugs and guns. I ended up getting out of the pool for some reason, and going through the corridors of an airport.

I ended up telling the guards I was wanted by InterPol. I then turned around and tried to find my way back to my airport hotel room. (?)

There were lots of people, hall ways, and rooms, but I found the right way to go. I called out and my daughter answered. Having found her, I now found myself back in the pool.

There were guns at the bottom of the pool, and the police had shown up. I didn't see them, but I saw a gun under the surface of the water pointed at me. It seemed to have a glowing outline, and was an odd looking weapon that we don't have in waking life.

I was scared by the gun. I knew the guards at the airport told these police that I had said I was wanted by InterPol, and I wondered why the fuck I would say that to the police.

The cop wondered if I might have any automatics, or a revolver. He explained how a revolver spins around with an ugly look on his face. I played scared and ignorant.

I walked out of the pool and found that the police were led by my father's second ex-wife. I showed her a cylinder from a revolver I had found at the bottom of the pool. I asked her if it belonged to her gun. It was partly true, but somehow it was part of a stash of guns that I had had.

I thought if I asked if it was hers, it would show I didn't know anything about it. I then realized that I seemed to know about these gun parts for some reason, so I was only giving myself away.

The lady thought I was in on some drugs too, so she said something about the cylinder not being hers, but she would just go smoke a joint. She wanted to see if this peeked my interest.

I saw a couple joints, one of them wet, on the ledge of a wall in a tray. The police woman didn't notice. I bumped her on the arm hoping she would notice but she didn't. I told her she was missing all kinds of opportunities.

The End

How not to pick up a girl

My brother saw several girls playing some kind of ball game. He wanted to interact and impress them, so he rolled over to them. It was controlled, but looked uncontrolled. He created a circle by touching his toes. He was a perfect circle and started rolling over to the girls.

Soon he was rolled up much more tightly, rolling. He started bouncing. Being rolled up into a ball was supposed to be the easiest on the body (which it would be), if rolling.

He ended up bouncing up very high. I thought it must have hurt when he landed. He then rolled in a tight ball between the legs of one of the girls. He unfurled there as he had come to a stop. It seemed reasonable to end up there since he'd been out of control trying to roll without getting hurt.

For some reason I was moved into a new neighborhood. I remember walking around and the neighbors next door to me lived in a Spanish Villa-type house with a balcony and vines growing down the walls. They were a celebrity couple - I don't remember who. I had the ability to fly and there was a huge antique warehouse I was flying over. There were a lot of power lines though that I had to avoid. I remember hitting a couple of them but I wasn't shocked - because like a bird, I was not grounded. Then I started falling and i held on to a piece of jump-rope that was tied to one of the power lines. I slowed myself and when I hit the ground I was still holding the rope, but I felt no electricity which I thought was odd (but that still didn't trigger my lucidity). There was a little girl who caught me flying. She found out my little "secret". Her two front baby teeth were missing. She let me know that it was okay and she wouldn't tell. She also said that all young kids had the ability to fly and that the talent fades with age and we forget how to do it. There was another little girl DC that went out of her way to find my dream journal. I think it was lost in the pile of antiques that was in the warehouse. She was my boss Shannon's daughter and she looked exactly like the chubby blonde girl from the movie "The Help". She had my dream journal in her hands but never had the chance to hand it to me, and I remember worrying that she would read it and how I had inappropriate adult dreams that were written in there. Shannon showed up and was trying to get her daughter to stop spending time with me and telling her that "there were a lot of new people she should meet in this place". I think her daughter looked up to me though and didn't want to make friends with anyone else. Then I left and sat down on a bench next to my brother and sisters. A picture was taken of us, and then the dream ended.

So it's been really hard memorizing my dreams. However, I had one yesterday that involved a shotgun shootout. It was pretty intense, but I was just too lazy to write it down.

Last night I had a dream about M, and I was with her watching over special people. I want to say they were having a party or something. I remember talking about how far we live away from each other so normally we just meet half way or something.

Also had a dream about AN. I was Jr. high at first, and then the dream shifted to a hotel room. This room was pretty huge. It had two beds in the main room, and then a private side room with a king sized bed in it. That's where we were. Sex almost seemed definite, but we kept stopping because of x y and z. Then we went in the main room where the people were, and was still going to continue. I kept thinking "wtf, why don't we just go in the damn back". Eventually we went to be the back room again, and she wanted me to use the bathroom. I did, and when I was finished D showed up, and we met up with him in the main room. Then they both went to the back room without me. I can't even say I was mad. It was more like I was slightly frustrated, and I knew this was going to happen anyway. Ugh...I really have to get my confidence with women back up. WTF.

I was into lucid dreaming about a year ago, started a dream journal and everything, but got too busy with certain other things to focus on it.
I've decided it's time for round 2. Every morning I'm quick out of bed and into my day, making my dream recall suck. So here's my start at building back my dream recall.

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The first bit is a fragment- I like watching AMVs on youtube, and I had found one of the Professor Layton series for the DS. And I thought "That is such a weird thing to have an AMV of..."
I recall a small fragment of a dream that had Nintendogs being played to music, an even more random thing to have an AMV of lol.

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The second bit is slightly longer- my grandma is getting pretty old, but doesn't like the idea of "being a burden" to anyone- she'd rather take care of herself. My family and I were in the living room of our old house (the one I spent the first 17-18 years of my life in). Out the front window I look and see our grandma walking away from our house, looking over her shoulder axiously to make sure no one is following her. She is on her way back to her house, which is next door to ours. It's cold outside (snow is on the ground) and everyone always worries that she might slip on ice and fall or something.

My dad also spots her, and rushes outside. She sees him, and starts running. Her lot's elevation is about 3 feet below our's, and she reaches the "edge" where the lots meet, and is forced to jump down. She looks nervous about it- looking down, back at my dad, down again, back at my dad- and then she jumps down. At about this point my dad jumped and grabbed her, held her over his shoulder, and walked back to our house.

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Wow, so much text for something that took literally 10 seconds... Here's hoping I'll remember more next time.

The entire bus station was operating within a large roundabout, and the whole operation was overseen by a young malaysian-chinese girl. On another level however, things were being overseen by a group of black-clad, sword carrying ninja warriors.

Finally some more recall - At some point this DJ will be all current dreams, but for now well still keep at times returning to my most classic dreams. Today though I'll go through the last night's dream. This is pretty unsanitary and has a lot of shit in it, so if that offends you don't read along. I wonder what it tells about my subconscious that I have such dreams.

Unsanitary Airport Bathroom Search
Date: January 22th, 2012
Lucid: No.

I was in an airplane, and I needed to get into a bathroom. Some butler-type guy with a neat uniform directed me to corridor to the left. That's obviously not possible in a plane so I just smoothly transitioned into what seemed like an airport terminal. There were some stalls all around the terminal were people were selling some stuff to the tourists.

A guide who looked like Mansa Musa from Civilization IV tried to lead me to a bathroom. He was really friendly and I immediately developed trust towards him. His name, as I found out later, was Navi. He said that there was a bathroom behind a stall that had turkish flag in it.

Well we went there and it turned out there wasn't any bathrooms. Darn. We ended up working with some other black dude in some kind of... Well, it seemed like our barn with it's concrete floor and wooden walls, but also it seemed like some sort of sewer. So there I was indeed just working. We were along some pipe that was spurting water full of... erm.. excrement. I had my hands full of shit due doing such dirty work. I accidentally stained the unknown worker's shirt with my shitty hands. He didn't seem to mind at first, but as I apologized he noticed the stains and seemed to get a bit upset. He splashed some shit on my face from his fingers. What was really weird that I wasn't really all that disgusted.

Dream transitioned again and this time I was wandering the city streets. I still remembered being in the airport and all that kinds of things and thought I was in some African country. Oddly enough the streets were full of white people who seemed really well off anyway. The city looked like a standard Finnish city anyway. I thought I was behind my group, or something and I ran. I ran until I saw the back of one guy I sort of knew ten years ago. I presumed it was him and at first thought that I was chasing him.

Then I got confused. He couldn't have been a part of the group I belong to. I ended up just walking behind him with no destination and with him not noticing me.

Dream transitioned again and the landscape started to look more like Finland. Land was wintery and full of snow and now I was walking along the road alone. There were woods alongside both sides of the road. I felt tired all the sudden, and some voice inside my head said that falling behind was one of the main reasons that people die in the army. Not much logic in that ending, but whatever.

i awake in my room, its a saturday(false awakening it was wednesday) it sunny. i check the time and its 4. odd no one woke me up for my tutor session. i go back to bed and a i hear a female voice tell me what to do?to become lucid, i have forgotten her words at this time.
i start in a cell, i'm alone. The rooms is quite small and nothing but a desk and a bed. I go on my blackberry(my phone in real life) and check the time.
The room enlargs and there are two beds, there is a girl with me but i dont recognize her.I think she had black hair.
For some reason there is a banner with a cross and now i'm a pastor preaching to other cell mates but the girl takes them all away.
Then im on top of a tower and there are zombies and skeletons roaming, they look cartoony.
I think i fall off because the dream changes and i'm at some sort of lunar base.i'm taking pictures of my mate.

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Dont remember, i'm awake
I was not Lucid

There was a previous dream before 8 am that I couldn't remember. Anyway, this one occurred between 9 and 11 am this morning.

I was sitting there, reading a book. Yet the history of this very book is something unusual, for someone I had met on Facebook had written its contents. I knew that for a fact, yet when I picked up this book, the hardcover with a beige background, large-letter font and a plastic jacket, nothing else about it seemed unusual.

Still can't remember whether I was just reading the book, or whether the events inside were actually happening to me, or whether in fact I was experiencing the book's contents while reading it. The only chapter title I remember is 13. Darriel. Why that name, I will never know. Yet in it, a mother had scribed in pen, telling her son, who was likely failing subjects in school, to "read this chapter". The chapter went on to discuss what written submissions had earned a failing mark, and whatnot. I, too, had written on the book's pages in pen, even though others would soon be reading the same book.

On chapter 19, there was a bit about camping, and sure enough, I was sitting under the stars, with the author of the book, at a campfire in the woodlands. Somehow, the author "knew" that because there were thunderstorms in the east, those would drift off and there would be no rain for 24 hours. Not sure if any of that were true. Just as I prepared to comment, I was whisked to a road in a nearby town...or maybe I just woke up, and was wondering about emailing a different author I knew. A flashback to a different forest, east of town, that I had visited before. Later, my father quipped that the author would have to be even stronger than him to accomplish some of the book's tasks, which was impossible.

From there, I was running south on a main street, very wide, and the sun was out, but no idea what season it was. I ran across intersections, bus stops and trees, seemingly never getting tired after about 10 kilometres. Running up to another bus stop advertisement, there was writing in a non-English language of a person who had an unusual expression on his face, reminding me of yet another person I'd met on Facebook. It roughly said, "every person, we serve equally, everyday". Maybe this was a utopian world that catered to disabilities. Just maybe. I kept running.

Waking up, the clouds were very bright, just after 11 am, and the Sun was about to shine through the blinds, signalling that I was to wake up, to do what I needed to do. In case you're wondering why none of my dreams are lucid, well, I hadn't had such a dream for years, except for that one in November. The lucid part of that dream lasted maybe three minutes, yet I had no control over any part of it, in stark contrast to the dreams I'd experienced before.

I was in a forest, and there were zombies. I had to kill a bunch of them, and one was DJ Breeze. Then I was telling my mom about it, and we had to get away. She was in some sort of weird vehicle, and drove along a tree branch that was hanging out over a cliff. It was really unsteady and I was yelling at her. I think it might have even fallen off, but she jumped out and hung onto the branch. She nearly died a few other dumb ways and it was rather stressful.

In a large treehouse, searching for some Russian girl's file on a computer connected to HQ. Can't find them, so I wonder why someone wouldn't be on HQ's computers. I call them up. They give me the file.

There was also heaps of activity going on around the treehouse, like a big party or going-on in the town.

1. I was on mars, everything around me was covered in red dust. I was with my good friend O.DS along with some other people I didn’t know. We turned around to see the mouth to a cave and since there seemed to be some kind of storm coming we went in. The cave was well lit with several torches on the walls and as time passed the storm died down. I decided to leave but for some reason I told my friend to stay, as I walked away she started to cry and saying “don’t go” between sobs. I ignored her and walked across what looked like a bed of nails, surprisingly my feet stayed on top and I felt no pain. I looked back one last time to see my friend bawling her eyes out and pretty much screaming my name through her tears. I turned away and left the cave appearing once more on the surface of mars. (Full Dream- 1 point)
(I felt like a complete monster when I woke up, I was a bit upset. I’d never do that to any of my friends.)

2. I was sat underneath some kind of shelf and there were cardboard boxes all around me. To my left one of the boxes was missing leaving a small window of which I could see out of. I looked out and I was in a isle of a warehouse, the lighting was not good but I could just make out a small robot next to me in the isle. A silhouette appeared a little way off and told me to give the robot a sample, I put a bit of food on my finger and nervously held it out to the robot. I said to the man that I didn’t really trust any robots as the robot extended one of it’s arms. The arm had what looked like a pin on the end, it hovered over my finger before carefully lowering the end of the pin into the small splodge of food I’d put there. He asked me why I didn’t trust robots, I can’t remember what I said but then the dream ended.(Full Dream- 1 point)

3. I was in a front garden and again walking on a bed of nails, again I didn’t feel any pain. There was this black cat that kept running in front of me, so I put up a small white fence to stop it. The fence looked freshly painted and looked about 2 foot in height, I looked at the cat almost daring it to try, and sure enough the cat jumped proudly over the fence. Then the dream ended.(Full Dream- 1 point)

4. My lucid! I was alone and everything around me was black, I was stood on nothingness and there was nothingness all around. I knew instantly that I was dreaming and very soon after the dream faded to black and I woke up. I think this is because I was near waking up anyway. ???(Lucid- 5 points)???