non-lucid

10.07.2009

Town Night Adventure (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am wandering around this strange yet familiar town. It is night. The town is like London or Bristol. Big Victorian town houses.
I have knocked on a friends door (Belinda) and we have gone out for a nightime walk. There is a sense of adventure - we are hiding from something or someone, a group of people? that is roaming/hunting the streets. We find a good place to rest up - looks as if it might be overlooked and is quite defensible - an alley with iron railings. Then I realise that my companion(s) have gone off somewhere else and I am alone. I think to look for them but I have no idea which way they went. There is no sense of fear, more of exitement....

01/06/12

Note: I will continue to keep this streak going, moving now to 4 days of consistent entries. This time I had a dream, but a nonsensical one, but I said I would post those, so here it is.

Persistent Memories
I am at James' house, he is my ex-boyfriend. I look around and I see no sign of Tina, who is the woman he dumped me off in favor of. I am in James' bedroom and we are both sitting on his bed. He is showing me a collection of weapons he has gathered over the years. Some of them are swords, some are knives, some are guns. I am getting bored with this, but I try to be interested. I notice he is pointing one of the guns at me. I tell him not to do that, even if he thinks it's not loaded it could go off. He says he wouldn't pull the trigger by accident… and then pulls the trigger. A small projectile pops out of the gun and bounces off of my arm. It is about the size of a pencil eraser and soft. I realize he is pointing a toy gun at me, it is only a replica of a more dangerous gun. He fires several more of the projectiles at me, it tickles a bit and I laugh. I realize I have been at James' all day and I need to get home. For some reason he has to take me home. I am riding in the back of his pickup truck with a couple of hobos, the window on the back of the cab is open. I ask why the hobos are back there and he says they're there just in case the truck gets stuck, they can push it out of the mud. I look at the sky and see no sign of rain, but I don't question it any further. We get to my house and I get out of the truck. James gets out and gives me a hug and a kiss, tells me he loves me. Something is wrong with that… it sounds hollow to my ears even though I'm not lucid and I have no memory of what happened in my waking life. He says he will talk to me later before getting in the truck and leaving. I find myself thinking he doesn't love me… I must have remembered just a bit of my waking life.

I've been having these awful nightmares for the last two weeks or so and they went from bad to worse. At first it was just language like symbol pattern that clouded my subconscious like a thick fog. On the other side were terrifying images of demons attacking and feeding on my closest of friends.
I also saw a girl I knew that killed herself five years ago for unknown reasons. In the nightmare I saw her, only she looked like she had still been aging as thought she hadn't died. She has blood around her mouth and pooling from her eyes. She kept saying something in a possessed voice. Something that sounded like a warning.
That was a week ago...
Since then I've been seeing her sitting or standing just at the corner of my vision. Just after I would look to where she was, she would disappear. The moment I lost sight of her I would get an intense migraine and see the symbols and her her voice is that haunting voice.
Just yesterday I glanced at my desk chair and thought I saw someone sitting in it. When I looked again I saw Her. She was shivering and held my knife that was sitting next to my bed. She unsheathed it and just as I was forming the words "Don't do it!" she slices a large cut in her neck.
Then I heard her voice, this time in English as she vanishes. Her voice sounds like a sweet whisper in my ears. "Don't stop the fight. Just keep your friends few and close. Be prepared for the coming year."
Just after the voice stopped I felt a searing pain in my head and I blacked out for about two hours.
I think I know what she's talking about "be prepared." I'm not sure I should post what I think she means, but I will be doing some research of my own. That might include... let's just say it ain't gonna be pretty if my theory IS correct. I pray to God that I'm dead wrong. Time will tell.

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(These were inspired by KingYoshi's DJ entries)

Dream info:

Lucid/Non-lucid: Lucid (lost lucidity at some point)
Type of induction (if lucid): None (Aware from the start)
Duration: 1/2 minutes
Vividness: Not vivid

Dream:

I had this dream a long time ago, but decided to post it now. I was lazzy
I'm lucid. I don't know how, I just am. I know my family is near me, so I ask my mother "Am I dreaming?" She says negative. For some reason, I ask her this several times (I probably asked others the same too, I can't remember) and always get "No." as an answer. I still know I'm lucid.

I try to change the dreamscape. I close my eyes, and then open them. Doesn't work. I try it several times, but it was fruitless. "It's amazing how aware I am," I note to myself (Which is ironic, because I was far from being totally aware). I remember I always wanted to start a lucid in a car, so I tell my mother we should use it to go somewhere. "Sure," she answeres, and we go out of the building. I, trying to change the landscape for the last time, close my eyes and shut my ears with my palms, but there is too much noise. I am not concentrated and I can't do it. I try to calm everyone around me to no avail.

(I believe I lost lucidity at this point, I just know how this continued)
I was in a shopping mall, near a restaurant in it. I look to see where the plates should be (It's the kind of restaurant where you take a plate and move in the line to get food from several places) and instead, there are caldrons. I don't know if I took one, I just know I am in the line. While I don't see the person next to me, I know she is my online friend from Romania. She is taking some delicious meat. I decide I should take the same. I eat the meat and find it delicious (I felt taste, which is rare for me).

This was probably the end of the dream. I wake up either then or a bit later, being very enthusiastic about having my first LD that lasted for more than a second!

Disturbed WILD (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not sure if this is a WILD or DILD, but anyway I am classing it as a WILD because it arose from me attempting a WILD in conjunction with some binaurals using sbagen. Just the binaurals and pink noise - I have found that if I try to mix binaurals with waterfall or river or wave sounds I just dream about water, and the mixes with music and verbal suggestions just seem to nag me out of sleep. So I have begun experimenting..

Things got a bit hazy while entering the dream, I may have been properly asleep for a minute or two (hence it being a possible DILD) but anyway I am in a room with some people I know from IWL, there is some kind of party and we are expecting more people to turn up. It is getting dark very quickly, like someone is turning the brightness down. I think "it worked I am dreaming", and I know that I will have to stabilise the dream because it is getting really dark now the visual environment is nearly gone. I try to spin but this seems to speed up the waking process. I try to touch something in my dream and connect to the dream envronment but I become aware of my waking hand. I think - I am going to have to open my eyes and do a RC to check for FA - which I do using my watch. It seems I am awake, I try to DEILD, and it is going well, I am drifting through HI and I can feel that "dreamspace" around me, some dream begins to form around me which is some kind of wide open space, but then there is a loud noise which pulls me back to waking. I try to drift back to the dream space and am having some success but the noises continue (someone outside). It is very distracting and frustrating. I decide to wake properly and do WBTB.

Two Adventure Dreams

Road Trip and Back Problems (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am at home (different home to In Waking Life) packing for a road trip. John drives round and picks me up. We load the car.
We are on our way. I don't notice at the time but even though it is a standard family hatchback there are at least five of us in there and there is somehow room to stand up and move around a bit.
There is myself and John (he is driving) and two or three girls (early 20's). John is concerned that he won't be able to drive anymore because he has hurt his back - a slipped disk or something. He takes his shirt off so I can try to manipulate it back into place. The girls take thier tops off too, which pleasantly surprises me.
Somebody notices the weather has changed and it is going to rain so we decide to go back to pack some rain-weather stuff. I am thinking that I left my umberella behind and I need to pick it up...

This dream has a similar feel to a dream I had last month, that for some reason I didn't post.... Here it is.


Weird Boat Adventure (Non-lucid)


I am buying fruit in an asian shop, there isn't much there worth buying it is all a bit rotten. I am buying it to help my friend (who looks a bit like PJ - an old friend I haven't seen for at least 20 years) he is weak from helping me from a long adventure and needs to eat some fruit.
The old asian shop lady is behaving strangely, she won't sell me the last pears, even though they are barely sellable anyway she seems to want to keep them.
In the adventure with 'PJ' at one point we were on a boat in a river (I think we had escaped from somewhere) It was a small speed boat sized boat that appeared to be made of brushed steel - very heavy. It was sinking but the river was turning into a path (small bricks like a driveway or pedestrianised road) We were then out of the boat exploring opposite sides of the river, which is like swamp/jungle/everglades. He finds something and throws it to me saying 'check this out' it is a clay snakes head that looks a bit like a stylised dragon head. he asks me if (on this planet) this is as big as they get. It was pretty normal sized for a snakes head so I say 'yeah', thinking that where he comes from they are probably much bigger, like dragons. Actually he reminds me of Kefl - another friend of mine with dreadlocks, or Cyote from the Red Mars books by KSR.

Musical Key Finding (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in a room where there are a number of people listening to a 12ish year old girl playing a piano (I think this dream follows on from a previous piano dream). She is playing this really good little tune she has made up. Some of the other people there encourage her to submit it for something (a competition I think).
I help her by figuring out which key it is in (Dm) and we work together on this for a while.
A missed dreamsign here is that when I am trying to figure out the key it is very hard to do so. For some reason it is very hard to concentrate on the keys and see which ones are which. It takes a titanic effort to finally identify the D key and then work out that she is playing a minor scale from that, but when I figure it out all of a sudden the keyboard appears really clearly.

Pianos (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in this room with lots of different pianos and keyboards. I get the feeling I have been invited to try them out. I play something classical on one of them. I try another and it sounds a bit like a honkey-tonk harpsichord (wtf? Nice sound though), it seems just right for some ragtime or boogie-woogie so I play some of that...
I am a much better player in my dream than In Waking Life. I start to pay more attention to which keys I am playing to see if it corresponds to how it would be IWL. I am playing quite fast and i am surprised that even though this is a dream it is so technically accurate. I am in no way lucid though.

Singed Eyebrows (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am sitting in a large room - like the reception room of a mansion. People begin entering the room , putting on coats and leaving the building, saying goodbyes and see you laters and stuff.
People are leaving because it is the end of a Dharma study group but all different people to In Waking Life (I don't notice this at the time) I do notice that the teacher is new - A large man. He comes in and I ask him how it went, I also remark on how lucky he is to be teaching such a bunch of sincere practitioners. He is not really paying any attention to me.
Alex, A friend IWL enters the room and is about to leave. He is looking for a pen and I offer him mine, but it appears he has this really nice pen and lighter set. Looks like gold.
He notices me admiring it and begins to demonstrate the lighter to me. It is one of those wind-proof turbo lighters with a flame like a rocket engine. This one seems to get more elaborate the more I examine it. I give it a try and singe my eyebrows and hair.

Band Practice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am walking up some stairs in a house. It is not decorated and there is no carpet so my footsteps are very noisy on the wooden stairs.
I have a small drum im my hands. I enter a room and there is my girlfriend with the guitarist of a local band we sometimes help out with In Waking Life. I get the feeling there is supposed to be a practice but there is no-one else there. I do not play in this band IWL and I don't feel as if I do in the dream, anyway he starts to play the guitar and I think that seeing as I have this drum I may as well join in and try to complement his playing. It is all improvised and is sounding good.
I notice out of the window (which is quite high up) that it looks as if the local football (soccer) stadium is on fire. I say something like "hey the stadium's on fire" and we stop playing. We all look out of the window and it now looks like there is just some pyrotechnics display there and it is not on fire at all.

Forgotten Joke (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in this huge waiting room - Like at a large airport but quite sparse. I am sitting on those waiting room type chairs in a row.
There is a young girl (15 or so) sitting next to me. She strikes me as being homeless or traveling. She is very unhappy so I tell her this really funny joke which we laugh at together quite a lot. Many people in the huge room seem to notice this and appreciate it. I think that I really must remember this joke when I wake up (I am not lucid) a short while later I do wake up.

Covert Op Weirdness (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am walking around in a town or city (picture UK city, not US) with an empty attache case hidden in my coat like it contains something. A guy is following me - I am on my way somewhere and I walk down a quiet area behind some buildings. The guy confronts me and demands the case and pulls it from me. I run off, looking back I can see him opening it and discovering he has been tricked.
I get to a friend's house (John C) As he lets me in I talk normally to him but I write on a piece of tissue paper that I think I am bugged. He doesn't get what I mean, thinking I have an illness type bug or something.
I am worried he will say something we don't want picked up on the bug. I am not sure I am bugged but I can't take the risk that the guy earlier didn't slip some kind of bug on me.
I write on another piece of tissue paper 'I am bugged - you know wired' or something. I think he gets it as he starts to talk joining in my innocent sounding BS for the sake of any secret listeners.
I notice there is lots of snot that has been coming out of my nose and I think that is what you get for thinking about bugs in a dream - but I am not lucid. I wake up.
It is a strange dream, John and myself are conspirators and yet we are not - kind of making it up as we go along like a game.
This is near the end of my last REM of the night and I feel a lot happened in this dream previously and it was linked to previous dreams but I only remember fragments. I have not been getting much sleep lately and I think it is affecting my recall and I feel too tired in dreams to put effort in to lucidity. May try WILDing more.

False Awakening (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

went to sleep with earbuds in with 6 hour delayed lucidremix.mp3 but I woke before it went off, remembered following dream.
I am lying in bed, False awakening. I have dreamed that I heard the mp3 and it made me lucid and I have woken up (I am not lucid) My girlfriend is there and she is afraid.


Attempted WILD in nap (Non-lucid)

Trying to WILD in the afternoon... surfing the border for a while but then begin to dream non-lucidly
In an apartment with girlfriend in dream. I fiddle with the controls of an audio hi-fi but it is not working properly. I try to talk to my GF I think I am close to becoming lucid, but sleep paralysis (more accurately - some awareness leaking in to my dream of REM atonia) gets me so I am struggling to speak (I hate it when that happens) so I wake up fully.
Should have tried to DEILD right then but maybe next time...

Just a couple of Non-Lucids (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dreamed of being at a Dharma study group I go to. Venue is different (Dreamsign) also some students are different. Teacher was same. My girlfriend was there (she goes in Waking Life). She was talking about some work some builders had been doing (from previous dream (Dreamsign)).
An old lady student challenged My GF saying that it is meaningless what My GF is saying. My GF gets defensive and comes up with some defense that is pretty lame but a good effort - she is upset and I get the impression that people want me to take her side - but the old lady is right and she made some good points in the argument. I talk Dharma with the old lady for a bit. She is very sincere and determined, she challenged my GF out of compassion it is clear but she doesn't say so.
I go into another room and notice that my hair (which is quite long) is very wet and dripping with water (Dreamsign). I try to dry and tidy it but I have no towel - I do find a mirror, nothing odd about the reflection but I am concentrating on my hair. I do something else and my dream changes....

...Sometime later I am eating outside in some kind of large park-like area (Dreamsign). I am sharing food with a companion. There is a group of (other homeless people (Dreamsign)) some distance away I am looking at them accross a lawn. They seem to be inviting/challenging us to join them but I don't want to. My companion communicates with them and there is some interaction between all of us - I get drawn in to some interaction, people are curious about me and asking questions. I give short answers and try to make it clear I am being solitary. Some of them are more challenging than others but I manage to be friendly and they seem to get the idea I am ok but just want to be left alone.
A tall smiley loud Irishman who looks a bit like Johnny-Jack from the last series of Sapphire and Steel(TV) but genuinely charismatic and open - he is their leader - tries to draw me into thier group quite aggressively but also being friendly. He is testing me - asking me to do some makework/meaningless/menial task for him (something to do with pulling up grass?(wtf?)). I say no, he says why?(pushing). I look at him straight in the eye and put on a strong Irish accent and say 'Because I am not fecking Irish!'
He gets the idea and we have a fight. No-one is hurt and there is much amusing mutual piss-taking.
It seems we are more of a group now that we have established where we are with each other. We all share food. I am still being solitary but it is accepted now there is mutual respect.
I wake up.

Short DILD with some missed dreamsigns (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Was sharing a room with a one-armed man (left arm missing) like the guy from Twin Peaks(TV). For some reason I felt oppressed by him, but then he was prety weird. Anyway I was being polite. I remember that in a previous dream that led to this one I was involved in some major building construction/demolition (common in my dreams - a dreamsign but I missed it this time)
I took some laundry to the laundrette and put it in the washer. My mother was there advising me about soap powder (another dreamsign I missed - she has been dead for years).
While leaving the launderette I was walking very fast and I had to step aside to avoid a young woman coming the other way, I think this made me more aware. As I was walking down the street I started to pay attention to my footsteps - they were a bit lighter and longer than usual (another of my dreamsigns) - I checked them more closely and decided they were pretty normal and I was not dreaming but then I decided to try to extend them in a floaty way and it then became obvious that I was dreaming. I flew up into the air to prove it.
I then proceeded to explore the dream world but I was not careful to increase lucidity and stabilise the dream, and after a short dream walk through some kind of festival I lost it and woke up.