non-lucid

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was on the top bunk of a bunk bed with two other men. There may have been other people in the bedroom. The top bunk felt pretty high and pretty close to the ceiling. The bedroom felt pretty busy. There may have been a TV blaring in one corner of the room. There was a window letting in a lot of bright, winter light.

The men on the bed with me were both white, gay, and probably in their mid- to late-thirties. They were laying in weird positions under blankets. The bed seemed to have tons of different blankets on it. So each of the guys had his own blanket.

The guys both started talking to me about going to some country in Europe. They said I'd probably like it a lot better than I'd like the United States. They were reall encouraging me to go.

Finally I said I couldn't go. I didn't have a passport. They may have said something about how they couldn't believe that. I said, "No. Really. I've never been outside the US in my entire life."

I was about to qualify that statement, since it wasn't quite true. But both guys were now so shocked that they interrupted me. One of the guys, dressed in a feminine kind of shirt, black, with the shoulders way low, exposing a shoulder strap, like a bra-strap, said, "No, no. Stop! Just drive, man! Just get out and drive!"

(At this point, a song started playing in my head with the words, "just drive, man, just get out and drive.")

I knew by this that the guy meant I should just finally get out of America and go see the world. I had no idea how they expected me to do this. But I may have gotten the idea later that the two guys were actually going to give me money to do this.

Dream #2

I was standing in line at a huge drug store. The line seemed to be curving along the right end of a pharmacy counter, then along a wall.

I was a couple people back in line, and I stared at a bag of chips I was holding while I waited. My chips were some dark red bag of Doritos. But the bag was old, like the 1970s style of bag.

I soon headed over to a cashier. She was a young, black woman, kind of overweight, with hair about between jaw-length and shoulder-length.

The woman rang up my chips. She may have held onto them for a long time. Maybe she never gave me the chips back. But she told me they cost four dollars. We had some kind of pleasant conversation about this.

I was walking down the counter, as if I were now ready to walk out of the store. But I went up to another cashier. This time I was buying deodorant.

The cashier was maybe Latino. He had olive-colored skin, a bald-shaved head, and a bit of stubble on his face. He was tallish, and kind of strong. But he was gay and acted a tiny bit effeminate.

The cashier told me that I was paying way too much for this deodorant. He told me that if I had a club card, I would pay much less for a similar kind of deodorant. The new price may have been $2.69.

I told the man that I did have a club card. I pulled my keychain (? - I think) out of my pocket. There was a mini club-card on it. But it looked all faded out, like I'd worn it out by holding it in my pocket for too long.

I then realized that I simply hadn't taken off some kind of protective seal that had been placed over the barcode. It was like a mildly adhesive strip of semi-opaque, white plastic. I peeled this off. The barcode for the club card looked fine.

I handed the card to the man. The man rang me up for a deodorant. As I was paying him, either the previous cashier or another cashier who looked a lot like her walked up to the left end of the cashier counter. The man told the woman, as if he'd asked her, that he was giving me the club card deal on deodorant.

The woman looked a little annoyed that the man would have given me any of the club card deals. I now remembered that the previous cashier hadn't told me about any club card deals. I wondered if these two women had been trying to hide the club card deals from me.

I now felt terribly shy and afraid, like I'd overstepped some kind of totem-boundary by having taken a club card deal when the women didn't want me to. All I wanted to do was get out of the store. I thanked the man and walked away.

But I only walked a couple meters away, to a row of shelves directly facing the left end of the cashier counter. The shelves were stocked with deodorant.

I was looking directly at the deodorant the man said I should buy. It was maybe the Tom's of Maine brand, and it may have had something like olive oil in it. The packaging was an off-white or olivey-beige color.

The deodorant seemed to be with other stuff, too, like hand soap using similar ingredients. There may also have been some display for the products, like they were in some kind of wicker basket, or like they were standing on top of a small bale of hay.

I suddenly realized that, even though I'd paid the man for my deodorant, I'd never actually gotten it. I figured I should just pick out one of these deodorants and take it with me. I may have knelt down to get a deodorant.

But now the man called from behind me. Either the man threw a trial-size deodorant at me, or the trial-size deodorant fell from the shelves. The man told me he'd forgotten to give me a deodorant. But he'd give one to me right now.

I don't know why, but I haven't really been able to really remember my dreams, as of late, though this one was quite strange enough for me to remember, at least for the most part.

In the beginning of the dream, I was with my Mom and my Brother as we watched a school shooting, the actual tape, on a retro 80's television, and strangely enough, we weren't the slightest bit concerned, or at least they weren't, I was scared. Not long after, the school shooting became a hospital shooting on a futuristic white TV, though we looked still unaffected.

The last part of the dream was even more disturbing. I for some reason took the role of the character Celie from The Color Purple, and my mom was Shug Avery, also from the same book. I remember us talking about something, though I don't remember what, but soon after, I found myself, being Celie, dressed in a classic Southern dress, and even having a black skin color, and I was digging through a toilet, full of feces. Literally, there was just poop that filled the toilet, and without gloves, I just dug through it. I remember me puking in the dream, into the toilet, which only added to the mess, but in the end of the dream, we went back to watching the school shooting and the hospital shooting, all as our actual selves.

This, has got to be one of the strangest dreams I have had yet.

Colour Legenda:
Setting| Technique used | Dream (lv1) | Dream (lv2) | Lucid Dream | Notes
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I'm SO proud of myself, I remembered 4 full dreams!! I remembered them in pairs, as I woke up at 1:29 am and remembered the first two.

Dream 1
I get home before my parents. When they get home too, I need an eye operation, and the doc starts by taking out my purple contact lens. (i own these IRL) then he paralyzes my face (but somehow i can still talk) ans begins cutting. ..under my eyebrow! So i protest, but he says "don't worry, I'll sew IT back on." and begins.. ..on my cheek, working his way up to my eyebrows and the dream ends just as he's about to start peeling off my skin..
This was SO silly. The doctor was my family PG. And he cut around my eyes, kinda like a Zorro Mask.

Dream 2
I'm in Leuven, on the train to heide. Someone i know from uni shows up and points me in the (wrong) direction but gets IT right eventually. I get the distinct feeling he's in love with me.
I dreamt about this type of train and station a few times before. The train is really long and thin, and on both sides there are platforms, but it's all soooooooo narrow.. AND there's no direct train from Leuven to Heide. ..why would I want to be in Heide in the first place, I don't live there!

This is when I tried FILD (Finger Induced Lucid Dreaming [link to thread]) THREE times and failed three times. Gave up and tried a normal WILD, but that failed too.

Dream 3
I'm in a shop, asking a store manager for certain items. Turns out they're baby supplies. Turns out they're for ME. There's a breathing tube (i could use One of those IRL, i've got a massive cold), with the following instructions: breathe next to needles. Upon closer examination, there are indeed two needles attached, One on each side. I laugh at how ridiculous that is, and remove them, and go to sleep, tube and all.
This one was so dumb. I work in the office of an ironware store, and people often ask me for items without me knowing what they are, exactly. So this one's just a reflection of my real working life. ..with silly twist about the breathing tube I guess my nose was particularly clogged up at that moment?

Dream 4
I'm in a forest, at camp of whatever, my dad's there too, and as we're being rounded up, i'm socialising with a bunch of other kids (i've become their age). We're on our way to a concert.

I'm training the band, consisting of a musician and a young girl with a beautiful voice, but she does beatboxing.

As the gig begins i sneak into the audience and sit down with some kids. When the roll call begins, the name "iris" is called. A boy in front of me raises his hand. His supervisor says "iris, not Eric. PLEASE don't raise your hand again, as IT would mess up our count." he indeed does not raise his hand again. He States that he speaks German as well as Dutch.
This one was really interesting. The band were playing these synthesizer beats, together with the girl's beatboxing. I might use that beat in a song, if I ever manage to take the time..

I was inside a fast food shop that resembled the el pollo loco on imperial hwy, but instead they were selling ice cream. I am looking at the menu located behind the counter and had a hard time reading the items. there were spaces in between letters and the titles of the ice cream ran multiple lines. I order 3 scoops, and tell the server to pick a random flavor for the last scoop.

DreamLucidAwake

Document Fragment

I'm not really sure what was happening. I would fall asleep, dream that I was reading some sort of document and then wake up not long after. This repeated about 5 times and was very boring.

Slow Down

It was the middle of the night and I was standing by the street near one Loudonville's parks. I was standing next to a parked car waiting for someone. It wasn't long before some man and some woman appeared right behind me. We all get in the car and the lady is driving, the man is in the passenger seat, and I'm sitting in the back. As we're driving, the lady starts speeding faster and faster. I asked her to slow down, but she ignored me. Then we come across a steep hill with a sharp turn at the bottom. Asking her to slow down soon turns into yelling, but all they could say is "we're fine." As we aproached the corner I closed my eyes and braced myself for a crash.

After I opened my eyes, the car was parked in a driveway and I fell out of the vehicle. As we went inside the house I couldn't stop repeating "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." To finish the dream, we all sat on the couch and watched Looney Tunes.

Trailer Park Walkabout

It was the middle of the day (yay) and I met a teenager named Kevin. I was then with a grouop of 5 other teenagers and we all went to a trailer park to get ice cream. For some reason the ice cream guy kept running from us, so I had to chase him for a while. After looting the ice cream cart, we walked around for a while talking and telling jokes. We came to a creepy part where everyone just stared at us with grim faces. The road finally led us to a cliff with lake at the bottom. I threw a pipe bomb into the lake for no real reason at all other than to see it explode. Not much else happened.

Let Me Swing

I was on a playground at sunset, playing on a swing set. As I was swinging, there was a kid behind me that kept bugging me to play with him. I told him know several times because I knew it wouldn't end well. He repeatedly began to call me a toad. I ignored him and just kept swinging. This made him mad and he somehow pushed me off the swing when I was high up. I landed on the ground and did a pk roll to break my fall. He then called me a lotus and I woke up.

Zombie Princess

It was morning and I was inside a castle courtyard. I met a princess who was overly ambitious about finding an ancient shrine. She then runs off into the wilderness to go look for it. It confused me too much to care until the king told me to go save her. So my opinion didn't really matterh here and I was forced to fallow her. Tracking her eventually led me to a cave that descended deep into the ground. When I caught up with her, she had already found the shrine. Its power had transformed her into an evil soulless zombie. As she started to grow bigger and more powerful, I ran off to find a relic she had mentioned before. I came across a treasure chest and dug through it until I found some sort of cross made of blue crystal. I pressed it against her and she kind of vaporized in a bright light...

Forgot to Pay

It was the middle of the day and I was at a restaurant in Loudonville. I had ordered waffles and pancakes. I happily ate them and they tasted more delicous than I could have imagined. I then left the restaurant and waved goodbye. As I walked down the sidewalk I stopped for a moment. "Waaaaiiit! I forgot to pay for my pancakes." I ran back to the restaurant, but when I got there the waitress pushed me over to a table with my family. I reluctantly sat down to join them. Most of my family was there plus Ginny from Harry Potter. I don't remember much of the rest of the dream because I felt like ignoring them.

Gameboy Kid

I think I was 10 years old in this dream or something. I was in a car with a woman and her kid who was of similar age. Maybe I was recently adopted. The kid had like 20 gameboys in his backpack and kept talking about his games all the way to walmart. Not much happened at walmart except the kid bought 10 more gameboys and a Latin language game. We then drove back home and the kid kept talking about his 10 identical gameboys the whole way.

The next thing I remember is sitting in a room with the 2 of them and I'm suddenly 5 years old now. There was also a baby there who I played with toy blocks and car with me. Then the woman suddenly wanted to throw up, so I ran and got her a bucket. As she was busy with that, I sat down in front of the tv to watch Loony Tunes.

End

I was listening to a new song by S3RL called Requiem for a Dream. It was apparently a cover but not of that song. I think it was from a computer because I remember reading the title on a black/pink(?) media player. I can only remember a tiny part of the song that was just some really nice kind of low tones. I was listening on big headphones and it was so good that I started crying lol. I remember imagining someone playing it at Heart of Gold and me just bursting into tears. N was there too, possibly a bit after my first listen, and I was telling him about it.

When I mentioned this to him he said he had a dream that I was trying to make him listen to a song at a computer. Interesting.

I'm in the military, and working as a combat medic. I see two people fighting, and I break it up before it gets crazy. Then we head to the gym. There's a broken backboard, some guy laying on his back, and he has glass stuck all in him. I'm with Tara, and V and we have to get him back to the hospital.

On my way over there, I was thinking about the best method to transport him, and figured that we'd need to get most of the glass out of his back and start an IV. The only problem was, I couldn't find anything to save my life. I kept pulling out super long needles when I just needed a small iv catheter. I gave up, and just started instucting Tara and V to get the items...hell, I had the most rank anyway :p

Sleep: 2:20 AM
Intention: "I will remember my dream"
Didn't hear alarm set 4 hours later.

7:27 AM

I was near the Bacolod North Terminal. I think it was afternoon. I was with some friends, watching buses go by, south-east direction. One says Xan of Carlos, or something. A friend mentioned that there are several same-name cities, so they have to specify which city. That confused me. I believe the term or idea "factory" was also included.

It was night. I was still there with friends, looking directly south. Almost no vehicles in sight. Almost no people. There was a security guard or two. We were sitting on chairs in the middle of the road. Then they stood up to leave. I asked if it's okay to just leave like that. I remember returning the chairs and apologizing to the guard afterwards.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house in the playroom. I was looking at my left foot. I pushed the top middle of it, right under my middle toe, and it opened to show wires and mechanics; my foot was mechanical. (think Will Smith’s arm in I, Robot).

Apparently, the reason I had a mechanical foot, was because Jason had one. I talked to him on the phone about it at some point. I don’t remember if it was through text or actually talking on the phone.

I then remember talking to my mom about it. She was asking me if she was sure that was a good idea. And I kept backing it up saying it was a good idea.

Jason did tell me that he had lost the feeling in his foot after awhile. I noticed that my mechanical foot wasn’t as sensitive as my real foot. I didn’t think it was a huge deal.

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I was watching a movie about a female high school student who posed as a teacher. It was a comedy, kind of like Easy A or something. The girl had straight, short/medium length dark brown hair, and glasses. She had an accomplice, her friend, who was helping her cover it up. I kept seeing them get in the accomplice’s car and go places.

I think she finally got caught.

I then remember talking to my mom about the movie. I’m not sure where we were, but we were in a room somewhere. In the middle of talking to her, I had the realization that I was dreaming. I smiled, and looked at my mom and told her this was a dream, and I got the same look most DCs give me when I mention that. I ran past her.

I examined my hands to keep the dream stable. I also yelled
“Stabalize!”, which successfully stabilized my dream.

I went by a dried up potted plant sitting on a counter. I touched the leaf and it felt so real and vivid. I love it when that happens.

Then, I remember being upstairs. I was in a room that looked similar to the bonus room. I wanted to go somewhere else; to get out of the house and fly outside. I tried to tear up the ceiling, but only saw insulation.

I then spotted a dark blue wall with I think yellow stars on it; it almost looked like it was wrapped in wrapping paper. I started to tear it up, trying to find something or somewhere new. It came off in big blocky chunks, and just looked the same underneath as it did on the surface.

I woke up in sleep paralysis. I kept still and let it buzz until I went back into the dream. When my mind was sure I was dreaming, a voice in my head said
“Action!”

I then effortlessly floated from my body in my bed. I was then close to my body’s head, and looked down and saw my body. It was laying on its back, and its eyes were open wide; it looked so frightened. I gently stroked its head of messy hair. I felt compassion for the body lying there.

I examined my hand to try to stabilize the dream, and it worked for a second, but I then lost it.

Again, I woke up in sleep paralysis, and the same scenario repeated, and I again heard
“Action!”

I then was in a room. I wanted to fly, but it had been so long that it was proving to be difficult; I felt held down by gravity. I fought the heavy feeling in my legs, and took off through the ceiling and into this crazy cloud world. The hues of the clouds were grey and blue, and there were all these colorful floating structures; it reminded me of a Super Mario Galaxy world.

I was a little unsure of the flying at first, but I then felt like I was riding a current, and it got so much easier. I rushed by all these crazy floating structures, some that were swinging back and forth. I was smiling and laughing, saying
“I’m dreaming! I’m dreaming!!”

Writing a book

We are in some kind of a big barn. My family and I are upstairs, and I am trying to drop down to the bottom floor. I remember going down that way before, but I think somehow that I just jumped down. At first it doesn't look like too far of a drop, but looking again I see it is about 20 or 30 feet down. I decide not to jump, but to have my family lower me down with a rope instead.

I am also writing books. Actually, what I am doing is re-writing books that other people wrote. I wonder if people will accept the book, and if so I know I will make some money.

Bank Robbers

I am part of a group of bank robbers. We hold up a bank, and I think somebody gets shot. Later, we are laying around discussing our crime.

"What do you think," somebody (possibly our leader) says "about 30 each?"

"What, $30,000 each?" I ask.

"No, 30 years each. Maybe 30 to life. We did shoot someone after all."

"They'll never catch us." Another gang member says.

"Yeah they will," says our leader, "we shot somebody and robbed a bank. You think they'll just forget about us?"

Our leader thinks we should just sit around and wait to be arrested. He doesn't seem to think we even have any hope of getting away. I vaguely know that this is not real, and I am not really a criminal. But instead of becoming lucid, I just think that I ought to run away rather than go to jail for something I didn't do.

The police at this point have told us we are going to be arrested, but have left us alone. Maybe we are out on bail or something. It is understood that we won't run away, but I consider doing it anyway. I go outside, and think about running off into the woods. Again, I vaguely remember something about this being a dream, but I don't become lucid. I just remember that in previous dreams I can never run away, and it is just a frustrating experience because I can never run fast, or climb over obstacles when being chased. I don't want this to turn into another annoying "chase" dream. Besides, since I'm innocent, I think the right thing to do is probably just be honest and go to trial.

I had two dreams last night.
In one, I was on vacation somewhere with my friend's family and mine. I accidentally put on his (my friend) sister's shoes and suddenly an earthquake hit. When I woke up, I was his sister! This should have seemed a bit odd, but apparently I don't RC enough because I did not become lucid. I completely took on the role of his sister, and when we went home I lived her life for about a week (it was like a movie, where it showed small clips of things. I didn't experience a full week as her.) Then, I woke up around 1 AM.
I attempted to WBTB but it didn't work. I simply fell asleep. I had a dream that me and my friends Konnor and Kevin were captured by this group of 3 people. They said they were going to enslave us. First they fed us Italian-Style thanksgiving dinner, and then they took us to their garden (which was oddly similar to the garden at my old house) and gave us some rather sharp gardening tools. We seized the opportunity and grabbed the tools and charged them. Then something happened and before long we were having a snowball fight. My friend Kevin was on the other team for whatever reason, but me and Konnor were together and halfway in, Konnor pulled out a revolver. Kevin pulled one out too and shot Konnor. As I was crawling over to get Konnor's gun, Kevin shot at me and I dodged, but suddenly I woke up in the middle of performing the action of dodging.

• The first dream consisted of me riding in a truck I have never seen, with some guy I have never met. I was smoking out of my bowl, and he shows me his identical bowl and points out how he has the same. Everything after that is too fuzzy. I can't believe I was not aware enough to trigger lucidity.
• The second dream happened after my usual WBTB at 6am. I met with an ex gf, didn't know how I got there. Me and ex start making out, have sex. Talk to her for the rest of dream. Also, pissed I did not trigger lucidity.

I feel triggering lucidity should have been easy in both dreams, both were unusual. I'm upset that in both cases I never thought to reality check, ect.

12/7/11

NON-LUCID

Dream 1:

I was in a Biology college class that was a bit short in size of people and room structure. I believed wed discussed about how future Biology courses will be much harder than the one I’m taking now (Biology 111)

Dream 2:

I’m inside of a college dorm with random people (I actually live by myself in an apartment not too far from my University). Some dude who was my Chemistry 111 partner was a roommate, and I believe girls could come into the boys dorm for a while as long as the room director approved it.

This whole dream was a bit random, because I woke up at random times in waking life, so some parts were probably erased. But I do remember sleeping on a bed, and there was this blonde girl with a pink blouse or pink bra and really short shorts.



She was talking to some random girl, and then the room director told her she had to go leave, but she can come back at a specific time. I believe I got up at this time and was going around this area paying attention to the details created in front of me.

One girl was looking at me I think and asked where the women’s restroom was. Since I knew where the men’s restroom was, I assumed the females’ would be to the right of the room we were in. She goes to look for the restroom, finds it, and complains on how it smells.


I suggested to her to just turn on the fan, but she started to get embarrassed, probably because she was afraid people would know she had to do the #2, and it was obvious she had to do it.



Dream 3:

I believe I see my Academic advisor for Biochemistry, I asked her a question I e-mailed to her about possible electives courses I could take since I need 3 more hours to get 14 hours’ worth of classes in waking life.

She suggested that I give her my Student name (I thought I already e-mailed you my name) and my Student ID (You should be able to know my ID by my name if you looked it up!).

She starts to walk off somewhere, and after a while, I had a “Wait a second” moment, and ran after her. She was going inside a door, but I managed to call out her name before she left. But I forgot what I was going to tell her.

Dec. 5,2011 - B-Complex 50mg at 11:26 pm
bed at 2am

DR - something about fam in where I used to live

Dec.6, 2011 - no supps, bed at 12 am

DR - whole class went to get immunization, but I had a hidden agenda - wanted to get some testing done to catch somebody on the east coast

DR- I'm an alien arriving to earth? The FBI is already searching for me. Some friends have arranged hiding places for me and as I fly through the forest, I hide in a foliage in a middle of a trunk of a big tree. Then I'm on a sidewalk with friends and we all project fake images of ourselves. The agents trying to act inconspicuous are walking by on a sidewalk ogling us. I think we are fooling them and they think we are pretty blonds and they want to get into a jacuzzi with us.

DR - we are flying with friends to Australia. In the air we see an airplane that I recognize to be Australian Coast Guard with pretty aussie flag.

Here I am at school/College what ever, I am minding my own business enjoying my self while this girl introduced her self to me. She wanted to be friends with me and I sworn I have known her from some where. She had blonde hair, hazel eyes. She looked really beautiful. She was a nice person and she was really down to earth. She wanted to exchange our emails so she could chat with me online so we could get to know each other better, I couldn't see her mail because the letters looked blurry. She said shes been wanting to talk to me for awhile now because she was shy to talk to me. She asked me if she could hang out with me sometimes and I said sure, She went to class and I said she sounds like a really nice girl, I felt really happy in the dream Then the dream ended.