non-lucid

12/31/11

Dream 1:

It’s dark as hell. It’s scary (when I woke up and recalled it), but I didn’t feel scared the first two times this dream repeated itself.

From what I remember, I was running away from Chief Mendez from Resident Evil 4, and he was in his zombie mode (where he could go freaking Tarzan on you if you’re stuck in a closed area; what I mean by that is that if there are things he can hang on to, you’re going to have a hard time keeping up with his random surprise attacks).





He wasn’t climbing on anything as yet, he still had his legs on. I’m in front of the door of a house, maybe 4 feet away from me.

I wasn’t lucid, so I didn’t pay too much attention to the detail (but now that I’m awake, I can assume the house must’ve been run down since you don’t really see fancy houses in the first place in Resident Evil 4 (at least one that looks like humans can reside in) .

The Chief was walking slowly, so I run (or maybe I was in spectator mode seeing a DC run). They/me bust the door open quickly and waited for the Chief to come inside. Then I /person ran towards a window and head-butt out way out.





I forgot what me/they did to kill the chief, but I do remember seeing dream restart itself at least 2 more times.


For once, I'm actually glad I wasn't lucid, because when I played Resident Evil 4 on the Wii, even with the Chicago Typewriter , I would still poop myself if Mendez were able to sneak up to me. And he was LAUGHING too...I swear he was...it was one of those croaked evil laughs that just makes your hair stand up.

(Around 1:56 of the video, you'll know what I mean by Tarzan-mode)

1) I was a loner type character, went to the Red Bird Bar. (Reason for the name is because I read an article about Angry Birds just before bed )

2) Playing DnD with people from my group, and others from college. Non-existent books. Demons?

3) Driving around with an old friend (and others I cannot now identify) on a futuristic Earth. Pass by a factory, a farm, each belching out smoke to the point that it covers the entire area like a mist. The farm was simply a group of wooden, organic looking structures and it ran off oil... Some technology had allowed this, and we were talking about how it was poisoning the planet. I became LUCID somehow...

Next thing I knew, I was in a large building, white interior, and it turned out to be a theatre, with a Moulin Rouge-like production going on. Trying to get backstage, I was cut off by a woman in a sparkling blue dress. For some reason I left the building, only to return later looking for someone.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Ive been fighting sa nasty cold lately so ive been sleeping under the influence of nyquil..so only dream fragments this time unfortunately...

Fragment 1:

I was trying to re-position my big tv but it seemed to be made of rubber and kept flopping and folding in half etc...

Fragment 2:

i was wandering around the backroom of a grocery i used to work for many yars ago...i found a door behind pallets of goods that to my knowledge wasnt there before..so i walked through it and i was in a strange gym type place, full of cubicles and each cubicle was a different sport or workout station...one was "tennis" and there were 3 or 4 people standing there dressed in tennis clothes holding rackets and talking to each other...

Fragment 3:

I was walking down an odd hall and i noticed the guy infront of me had a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, so i got right up behind him and grabbed themout of his pocket, then i took a quick right turn and was in another hallway...

Fragment 4:

i was standing in a large dirt parking lot somewhere, and i was watching a huge RV followed by a pickup truck driving up an extremely steep dirt road that zig-zagged up the side of ana lmost sheer cliff in the distance...

Fragment 5:

I was wandering around in a huge mansion type place, and everywhere i went there seemed to be preparations for a big party, or something other activity...and i kept running into a guy with a smoking pipe in his mouth...every time i ran into him he would start telling me about something that had nothing whatsoever to do with the house or whatever was going on.....dont rememebr what he said exactly... woke up...

I was in an office complex where my company's building joined with a governmental department next door. In search of a bathroom, I wandered to the other building attached to mine and saw Nancy Pelosi, who worked there. Though we've met before, she didn't recognize me, so I took the opportunity to get her to say something stupid. We talked about how the elevators and floor line up in our two buildings, and she mentions something about how doors and Muslims are involved in a complex liberal conspiracy. I tell her it sounds ridiculous and ask what her evidence is. She walks away, telling me to say hi to [my husband's name], showing she did recognize me after all.

Feeling silly, I wander back over to my office on my side of the building. My coworkers and I are sitting around, drinking and socializing. I see an ex-colleague and we have a friendly chat. Then, feeling sick, I take off all my clothes and lie down on the ground, and immediately wonder if that looked too dramatic and people will think I merely want sympathy.

Then, I was in bed in my childhood bedroom, and I noticed my vision was fuzzy and wavy. I decided to do my LD reality check and examine my wedding ring. Success! The bands were moving around, so I knew I was dreaming. I did a few other standard reality checks: tapped the palm of my left hand with the forefinger of my right, and it went straight through my hand! I also jumped in place - yep, jumped too high for RL. Definitely LDing.

So, what should I do next? I was still in my bedroom and worried that my sleeping body may be mirroring some things I did in my dream, so I decided to stay there. Sex with a friend came to mind, so I tried to create a friend in my bed. But, it really didn't work well - only parts of the person were visible at a time, and it never looked like them. I gave up and decided to just masturbate in my dream to see what it felt like. But, as I laid down in bed, I felt a sharp pain: I'd laid on a stiff comb, whose bristles were jamming into my back. I felt the dream fade as the pain continued. I desperately yanked the brush out and spun in place to get the dream back. I spun and spun and things stabilized temporarily... but then they became fuzzy again and I woke up.

Note: This happened on a Saturday nap after I'd already been up and around. Was very tired from the day before. I really am not good at conjuring up specific people in my dream. This is the first successful use of my wedding band reality check, which I've been doing several times a day since I joined DV.

Dream:

I walked into Tom Delonge's bedroom. He was sitting at his bed looking in what looked like a shoebox. I got closer and saw that he was counting money. He had bills and also gold and silver coins. I somehow knew that this was about 8 million dollars worth of money. I also knew that he liked to keep this hidden in his house as a backup in case the economy collapsed and he lost everything in the bank. He looked at me and told me not to tell.

(It doesn't count if it's just a dream, right.)

Dream:

I went to an old antique shop to meet my friend Andrea. The store was full of interesting things. I looked over and saw this cool nostalgic looking dog pull toy. I really wanted to get it. But Andrea saw it at the same time. She told me how her kids would love it. I felt guilty for wanting it for just myself, so I let her buy it instead.

I then saw a pile of things that also looked like old animal toys. But nothing was as cool as that dog.

Cay's Dreams
I tried to focus on NightSpy's energy, and I thought I had a sense of it, but other thoughts prevailed, it seems. The likelihood of a synch is low, but I still feel like I should be in the habit of posting every attempt.

Dream 1 (Fragmented)
As I'd been reading my favorite book, David Copperfield prior to sleep, and I was on the eve of Steerforth's great betrayal, the first things I can recall are vague, floating images of the boat-house at Yarmouth at night, with the candle wavering in the window. It was raining, and I alternated between 'disembodied-observer' and a position slightly removed from the house where I could watch the comings and goings, specifically Ham coming to break the news, looking like a newly dead man.
Dream 2
I was part of the police force taking down a couple who had grown to be known as the 'new Bonnie and Clyde'. The entire dream was in black and white. We cornered them in a large public restroom, or I thought it was, but then the stalls turned into a bank of payphones. One man at a payphone telling someone he loved her was shot in the back. I got a flash of the newspapers the next day saying 'Father of five, 60, killed in raid on...' something. I put the first bullet in 'Bonnie', and watched her blonde curls fall out of her cap as she hit the ground- then I was thrown violently into her body, writhing in pain. I woke up.

Vesterguard's Dream(s)

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

31-12-11 Nothing major planned, need to work on my recall a bit after a stressful semester, if I were to become lucid I would try and hook up with NightSpy. Oh and I sincerely hope I am posting and titling this shiz correctly

“Thailand return”

I am in Thailand in a small cottage type building. Someone is there with me and I keep having something like a countdown for when I am supposed to go home. I don't really recall if there were mention of my home going date before I reach 2 days. But there is more than one mention of the fact that I have to go home.

When some one mention that I have to go home in two days, I start panicking a bit because I haven't actually ventured outside and I would like to build up a tan. Some one mention that it is a bit late to start worrying about that with only 2 days left.

I don't care I strip out of my shirt and go to the beach. The heat is affecting my skin rather quickly and I think I fall asleep on the beach for a bit and wake up a bit red, but not much damage has been done.
…......................

“Is my cousin trying to seduce me?”

I am in a similar cottage like the one from Thailand though there is a slightly different theme. Both my cousins are there and they are walking around the cottage giggling.

skip

At some point the youngest of my cousins call out, laughing a little as she does, asking me to follow her to the bathroom, telling me that she has a present for me. I feel a bit awkward going out there, not really sure how I would handle it if she wanted to kiss or otherwise engage me in physical contact.

I enter the bathroom and it is very small, with blue tiles on the walls. My cousin is standing with her back towards me and there is almost not enough room for me to stand there without touching her. She is looking into the mirror above the sink and she is brushing her teeth, I think to myself that it is weird that she would be doing that if she didn't intend on kissing me.

She turn around and look at me for a bit with some toothpaste foaming in the corners of her mouth. I ask her what present it is that she has for me. She hesitates for a while, seemingly she is nervous, and she tells me that she just wanted to show me that she had a bigger bathroom than me.
…...........

“Similarity between Nazis, Tanks and Ents?: They all die to light sabre!”

I am in a game like scenario on the outskirts of the map. It is dark and I am in a city, though there is forest around it and I am right on the edge of it.

The road is cornering right in front of me and there are hedges running parallel to the roads. I come up of one of the sewers, having a feeling that this is actually a superior way of dealing with tanks rather than being in a tank myself (have been playing quite a lot of world of tanks recently).

I move to my right sneaking along the inside of the hedge. On the corner there are some German drivers standing around and I sneak up on them, jump them from behind and generally start to lay waste with my blue light sabre, which as expected makes quick work of them.

After this I think I fall back into the hedge and wait a bit and two tanks engage in battle right in front of me. I jump them and go to work with my light sabre, which although not as efficient as it was against the people still make short work of them.

I am now standing on the road a bit confident, I am talking to someone although I am not sure if this some one actually is physically present or not. I am talking about how much experience I am getting from going with the light sabre and I start walking up the road.

There all of a sudden is a small car with a lot of hobbits driving up the road. Then Treebeard is standing in front of the car and I again talk to some one non-specific, though I think it is my flatmate although he isn't actually there with me, talking about experience.

I run towards the ent, cuts off his legs and as he stumbles to the ground I cut his arm and grab him swinging myself onto him and sever his head. Then right next to me there is a flashing sign that reads 100.000 I get a level.

The hobbits turn right and they are faced with 5 ents blocking their way. They are determined to avenge their fallen comrade. They lift up the car and then Merry tell them, desperation in his voice, that they didn't do it and that it would be wrong to punish them for something they haven't done.

I think the ents let them go and the car is now in a stadium.

Good morning, everybody.

I thought I'd share the passage below, since it relates to both dreaming and New Year's Eve. The passage is from Charles Dickens' story "The Chimes."

The plot device of "The Chimes" is similar to that of "A Christmas Carol": a ghost leads a man, Toby Veck, into the future, so that he can see the effects of the choices he makes in the present. The effects are terrible. So Toby mends his ways and lives happily ever after.

This quote comes from the end of the book.

"Had Trotty dreamed? Or, are his joys and sorrows, and the actors in them, but a dream; himself a dream; the teller of this tale a dreamer, waking but now? If it be so, O listener, dear to him in all his visions, try to bear in mind the stern realities from which these shadows come; and in your sphere, none is too wide, and none too limited for such an end -- endeavour to correct, improve, and soften them. So may the New Year be a happy one to you, happy to many more whose happiness depends on you! So may each year be happier than the last, and not the meanest of our brethren or sisterhood debarred their rightful share, in what our Great Creator formed them to enjoy."

Dream #1

I was in a laundromat which may have been a part of a department store or a K-Mart. I was at the far end of one of the aisles of machines. I think the machines were dryers, though they looked like washers. There were laundry carts cluttering all the way up the aisle.

Two guys were also in the aisle. I felt like they were my friends. They may also have been working at the laundromat. They were talking to each other without really regarding me. They were talking about some guy, who I eventually realized was me.

The guys were talking about how the guy was really conceited. They said that you could never tell this guy anything. And he'd never admit he was wrong. It made the atmosphere tense around him all the time. But he wasn't really so impressive that he should make people feel that way.

I thought, Wow. Is that really the way people feel about me? I realized I should really start watching how I act toward people. I thought I'd start right away, by treating my two friends nicely. I may have tried to say something nice to my friends.

But now I was suddenly sitting at a desk outside the aisles of laundry machines. I was looking at my phone. I was texting back and forth between my sister and my friend H.

I think I was just having a normal conversation with H. But my sister had gone into the hospital for something. So I was texting with her to find out how everything had gone.

But somebody, either H or my sister, was sitting at the near end of another aisle of laundry machines off to my right. The person was sitting with another couple of people, probably kids. They were all on the floor, maybe buried in coats.

I hadn't heard from my sister in a while. I wasn't getting worried about her health, necessarily. But I was worried that I'd said something to offend her, so that she'd stopped texting me and now wouldn't let me know if things were okay.

But I now got a text from my sister. It said something like, "Well, the doctor sent me and J (my brother-in-law) over to the pharmacy. So when I get my stuff from the pharmacy I'll be able to tell you what my problem was."

It was like the doctor knew the problem, but didn't tell my sister what it was. So my sister had to infer the problem from whatever kind of medicine she got.

The text did, however, seem to have a bit of a feeling of annoyance with me. So I tried to think of how I could be less annoying.

At the same time that I read the text, the person sitting on the floor off to my right was also speaking to me. It was like my sister was right there, telling me everything she had texted me.

Thursday, 12/29/11
Bed 10:30pm
DR 4:42am I went to the yard at our house on RD10. I'm suppose to feed the rabbits some hay. There are 3 pieces of something, I pick it up and take it to the rabbits. Then I realize, it's some old wood, and I see, rabbits ar already eating hay, someone must have beet me to feeding them.

A storm is coming, I see flashes of light and hear thunder. In a place where neighbors yard is, now I see their living room. I try to close the french door to keep the rain out. I go upstairs to my place and tv is off and unplugged. I see a neighbour smoking a cigarette telling me he unpluged my electric apliances to keep them safe in case of lightning strike.

Got up at 5:34 for 1 hour of WBTB.
I got close to WILD, but didn't finish it.

75mg vitamin B6 before bed.

My friend the spy

I am visiting with my brother's fiancee for some reason. As we are visiting, people start chasing us. It turns out that she is some kind of a spy, and there is an organization out to get her. We go running across the rooftops of some city, chased by people who are shooting.

Later on I am discussing this adventure with someone, and reflecting on how I didn't mind running along ledges and other death defying stunts when I was being chased. I also wonder if this girl has a sister that might be single.

Grandfather falling on hard times

My Grandfather has lost a lot of money somehow, and is trying to raise money. Some creepy looking guys show up, and they begin discussing the possibility of him selling the grandkids as slaves. After the creepy guys leave, I make sure that my Grandfather really isn't planning to sell us to them.

I solve a mystery

My family and I are standing outside watching an airplane. The plane is flailing around strangely in the sky, flying way up into the air and then back down. Then it starts to shake, and fall apart. It breaks into pieces, and falls to the ground. Actually, it falls into some kind of water because it creates a small tidal wave that I am concerned will hit us. By the time it reaches us though, it just makes our feet wet.

We are seperated from the airplane crash by a bunch of shelving, or something like that. As I examine all of these things, I (or we) are reminded of something that happened that is in some way related. I crawl under the shelves to examine the wreck (which is now part of a satellite), and poke around looking for bodies, I think. I don't see any, but I do find an electronic device that makes something important click in my mind. I've solved the case! I seem to recall the dream starting to get creepy around now, but when I solve the case everything brigthens and becomes cheerful. I think I become Monk again, or at least I pretend that I am. "I've got it!" I shout behind me. "Here's what happened," I begin, but I don't remember what happened.

Small WILD

I wake up in bed. As I usually do any more, I do a nose pinch RC. I can still breathe which puzzles me at first. But as I realize that I must be dreaming I also seem to become aware that I am waking up, or am awake already and I haven't even pinched my nose. I don't know if this part happened or if it was a false awakening, but I decide to try a WILD from this point. Or maybe it's a DEILD, I forget what the exact technique is here. Anyway, a dream forms around me within seconds. I find myself walking into an electronics store with a friend. I'm not very satisfied with this dream, although I don't know why looking back on it. I try to find ways to anchor myself to the dream. My friend sits down with a sort of Iphone or IPad. I look around, trying to hold on. I can't remember what happens after this.

I had a dream earlier where I was at school, and there were all types of events going on. Some kids had a band, and they were singing old songs from the 60s and 70s. There was this group of girls (one of them were A) they were asking us a bunch of questions. I remember wanting to help them over the fence, but I couldn't hop fences like I was earlier in the dream. Oh and something else about slipping and landing in garbage.

There's a group of us and we plan on taking over this castle, but it's modern...like an airport or something. ‎Oneironaut is there and he's in charge. We have a cache of weapons we pick from, and I think I gain just a low amount of lucidity because I pull out a Deadpool mask and two katanas. Basically we rushed in there, and took the place over by sections. There was this open courtyard type area, and this area with stairs on the outside of the building. I was patrolling between the two areas and making sure no one tried to play hero. Most of the fighting took place at the courtyard with the initial rush. There was sooo much killing to be had. When I got to the area with the stairs I got into a couple of skirmishes, and then I had to shut a few people up the only way I knew....my katanas. One of the solders was trying to tell me that O wanted as many people alive possible, and I completely ignored the guy and went on telling people cheesy lines like "you're next to taste my blade".

Wait wait hold up...some recall is coming back. The mission wasn't a head on attack. I remember being disguised as some kind of monk, and I got to the stair area without being spotted (O's group was still way ahead of us) Then some lady pointed out "what kind of monk wears grey". I threw my uniform up in the air like on those ninja movies, and headed back towards the courtyard, and we all had to loot up with weapons as quickly as possible.....THEN we started laying people out. I think the solder came back to tell me to stop killing everyone because O had everyone in his sections in check. After my onslaught, I searched around and saw sooo many people just sitting there. I think (or maybe i wanted it to be) one room had a bunch of people he was going to execute, and another he was just going to set free. Oh, and I remember killing one guy and one girl from two different couples and telling the survivors to become a couple.

I was at the ocean. I was standing with someone in a life guard station that seemed to be out in the water 50 yards or so. Suddenly all the waves got still and the air was silent.

Then I saw that there was a dark line on the horizon. I knew that a big wave was coming in. I shouted, "Big Wave!" to everyone who was near. The ocean and the beach was filled with people. I braced myself as the wave came into shore. It wasn't a tsunami, but just a good sized wave that went further up the beach than the others. I looked around and the people seemed to all be okay, still bobbing in the water. Then I noticed that the wave was coming back out to sea. It was a backwards wave. This one looked bigger than the first. I was really nervous this time. I changed positions in the life guard place. I saw as the wave passed over head, but it didn't come in or knock the place down.

Then I had a little panic attack as I remembered that I had placed my camera in a bad under the station. And I knew that it was surely washed out to sea now.

I had married AG from high school. We were having our honeymoon and I was nervous and he was so sweet. It was just a romantic little dream. And, no, I'm not sharing details.

12/30/11

Dream 1:

I’m with my father in a random kitchen; he’s heating up some Chowmein. I think I asked why he was only using half of a pack, but I couldn’t remember what he said.

Dream 2:

A hot blonde is going on a relationship with the Cookie monster on Facebook. I can’t remember how she looked like, but Cookie monster must’ve been happy.





Dream 3: I can’t recall it.