non-lucid

11/25/11

NON-LUCID
LUCID
Talking

I don’t know if I was Snake from Metal Gear Solid or not, but I had to shoot many enemies one by one. Eventually, they found me, but I took advantage of the dark and kept shooting. Then it seems I quit the game and left.

I woke up from this next dream at around 3:30 AM.

I wake up in my apartment and tried turning all the lights, 2 out of the three didn’t work. I assumed it was because I flipped the wrong switches. But then I had a flashlight in my hand, and it was glowing white.



I look at the image it made at the wall at night. I saw some markings and I find out it’s just markings of a jaguar.



Then I peeked outside through the blinds, and the outside is NOT like my apartment’s exterior environment. Now I know I was dreaming because there was a huge lawn in front of me.



The environment was gray and ominous, and I pinched my nose for a RC and was able to breathe through my nose…definitely dreaming. When I head out, I could feel the wind blasting my face.





Then I looked at my environment carefully and saw a few stores and some oncoming traffic. Then I realize I’m going down towards this area, like down the steps of a wider area (like the steps leading to the Lincoln statue or some kind of government monument, without the statue) in a setting that was grey and dark blue.




People look at me with cold stares, I think I even saw Sidney Poitier driving a car that had a dull color, and he’s looking at me earnestly as well.



I decided to the stunt Leonardo did in Inception and pretend I’m just part of a dream. Then perspectives change and I’m some guy who looks like Irving Lambert from the Splinter Cell series.





The stunt works and Sidney puts his eyes back on the road and everyone else around me went back to normal as well. I made sure to say that I was dreaming to stabilize it.

Everything was vivid to me, and out of a scale of 1-10, the lucidity was probably a 8-9.

Then I turn around and I see a guy from the show Seinfeld, Newman, I believe, walking somewhere. He turns around and looks at me with a surprised look with his mouth slightly opened and loose.



For some reason I was scared again, but I still retained my lucidity, and I tried talking to him. I was like “Woah woah now,” and decided to run away from him. I’m assuming he’s chasing me, and I dashed down and I think I ducked under this middle age lady who was fairly large in her pink night gown and pushed her off I think to distract Newman.

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200 Cheeseburgers and it's almost like the one I saw.

I continue running, ignoring all other people and saw a ledge above me. It was fairly high, and I jumped to it and grabbed on with my right hand and twisted my body to go with the gravity to land on top of the surface. That’s when my eyes opened in waking life.

Before this lucid dream, I was with my friend Rudy and we were inside some building and it had red carpet and white walls. This small chamber was open and it had black folders with some gold lettering or numbers to it. I look for my name, and as I’m doing so, I’m having a small conversation with Rudy about what would happen if we can’t find out names on the folder.



He said with a grin, “Well I guess we’ll be screwed.” And I added on and said, “What’s the worse that could happen? A nuclear explosion?”

He starts to laugh, and then I finally found my name, but I had to move the folder a bit to the light to see my name in black engravings on a black folder. But my date of birth was in gold, and another folder had the same birth numbers, but it was a female name (weird). Then I see two papers on the red carpet and picked it up. They seem to be the lab sheet analysis I had for CHEM 111 LAB at Texas A&M University.

I asked Rudy, “What are these?” He didn’t respond, so I said, “Oh from the trip…” Then he laughed some more.

Now I’m in a classroom and this black girl wears a shirt under her blue jacket (hard fabric) and the shirt was a skeleton with flames on the side I believe. The image was set up like an Internet meme. I knew I had more dreams, but they were really short.

I was in a neighborhood that I had some portraits shot of me when I was three.
I was hiding in a girl's car for whatever reason, I do not know. I think I was hiding from my grandparents...
Anyway, this girl found me in her car and I was running away because she was trying to run me over. Her mom got into her car and was cheering her on to kill me.
I finally got to a place on the side of the road where she could not get to me and I flipped her off in my victory to out run and out smart her.
But just as I flipped her off, an old childhood friend rode by ahead of the car on a bike and the friend thought I was flipping her off versus the chick in in the car.
I felt terrible and immediately ran over to her house to apologize.

I had to make a poster for my digital media class, and had to get some wrapping paper from school to cover it with. I was walking down into the drama room, and some guy was telling a teacher how one of his strings on his violin sounded weird. I thought of helping him fix it, but then kept walking.

I went over to my friend Rebecca's house, and in the dream I was under the impression that she had kids. Her kids weren't in the room with her so I asked her where her kids went. She told me they were in the garage. I walked into her garage and instead of her kids being in there, there were cages filled with guinea pigs. Her dad was in there, and I asked him where her kids were. He said that he was putting them up for adoption, because it was too big of a responsibility for her. I yelled at him and said that should be something that Rebecca chooses on her own, and it's her choice what she wants to do with her kids.

I was walking outside in some sand dunes, and there was a random bridge in the middle of the dunes. My friends and I made a group circle, and started putting money in the slits of wood in the bridge. I thought it was cool how 'creative' it was that my friends thought of that. The police came and turned on their flashlights, aiming it at our faces. They told us we couldn't be there, and we were going to be arrested. I texted my mom and step-dad and told them that I was getting arrested for no reason.

I went into Jimmy John's to get a job application, and ended up being a server for the people waiting for their sandwiches. The staff drew my name out of a hat, and I won a new t-shirt. There was a huge group of kids in the store listening to a seminar. The t-shirt was a picture of me fallen on the ground beside a tree.

I was participating in a swimming race, and it went alongside a really huge mountain. In one part, I had to balance on tin roller things and not fall in the water. Along the way, there was a woman and her mom, and the mom was assisting her in cutting her stomach open. I asked her to go to a doctor, but she ignored me.

I was in a pink victorian house, and inspecting the room to see whether or not I liked it. The first room was pretty small, with only a bed inside it, but then I went down the stairs and there was only a door leading to the outside. The door didn't lead to any platform, just a drop down to the ground. I stated that I didn't like the door.

Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in a big, fancy hotel. Some guy starts chasing me through the hotel. I try to get away from him by running up the stairs, further into the hotel. I discover that each floor of the hotel is really split into two sub-levels, with two short, parallel sets of stairs connecting the two sub-levels. There are completely separate, longer sets of stairs connecting the different levels. I realize that one can run all the way around each sub-level in a loop by going up and down the stairs. [ ] At some point while I'm running away, some other guy diverts me into an area off to the side from where I'm running, behind a door, and closes the door. This other guy is helping me hide from/escape from the first guy.

[I know exactly what this was all about. I'm pretty sure this dream was an expression of my anxiety over the fact that I haven't gotten my NaNoWriMo novel anywhere near finished.]

This dream was confusing. Well it was actually two separate dreams, but there was one thing in common with both of them. Just... you'll see.

Fragment
I only remember that I was on a floating island type place that was falling apart. At one point something really bad happened and I complained that it was The Gym Teachers attempting to kill me. Thats all I remember of the dream.

Evil Gym Teachers
In this dream I let out the news to everyone. Evil gym teachers were after me and would do anything to kill me. We had to get rid of them. When we did we ended up having to play games with the gym teacher. At one point we had to run, but everyone had to do it in a special was. One person had to just run, another person had to drive, and I had to jumprope. And I remembered something else when that happened. They used their evil jump ropes to kill people. I knew that they were using this one to kill me.
I threw the jumprope and ran for the teacher. I began to punch him, but before I knew it I had woken up.

WWE Monday Night RAW and CM Punk is in the ring and for some reason is insulting Booker T.

He says some mean things about Booker T's wife and shows some unfavourable pictures of her on the screen. Booker T's wife was white in the dream and looked like Pamela Anderson and Trish Stratus.

She hand many poses and was in bikinis in nearly all of the photos, Booker T had enough and got up from the commentator table and walked away as he walked CM Punk showed the photo reel again. It stopped before the last photograph and I remembered that there was one photo left and then it showed up again.

I was eating lunch in my school's cafeteria.
I was making myself a chicken sandwich and was mixing ranch dressing and ketchup for sauce.
An acquaintance (in real life) whom I had never liked named Lauren tried to take my sandwich from me.
I decked her in the face and told her to fuck off feeling very proud of myself as I walked away.

I was riding my bike to my friend's house, and I wrecked the bike in front of their neighbors house whose kids I just happen to babysit for (in real life).

I was wounded, so I crawled over to the kid's house and rang the door bell.

A friend named Tyler opened the door.
He is in the military in real life.
He was talking to me about how I should really consider joining the army because I would be great at it.
And for some same reason, I thought it was a really good idea and took him up on it.

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The dream now fast forwards to a scene where Tyler and I are in a tank.
He was sticking out the top throwing grenades while I was driving.
There were grenades going off all around us, but I, being an expert tank driver, dodged them all whilst Tyler shot all the attackers.

Shit, I should really stop leaving the military channel on as I'm falling asleep.

November 23

The first part of the dream that I can remember started in a bathroom. I was walking into this filthy restroom that was littered with wet paper towels. Everything was damp from god knows what, and although I do not recall the smell, I can imagine that a horrible stench hung in the air. A few other people were with me, but I can't remember who that may have been at this point in the dream. I think that the reason that I was there was because I had to pee (which is interesting, because when I woke up from that dream, I had an overwhelming urge to pee.) and needed to find a suitable place.

This restroom was so disgusting that I decided not to use it. As I turned around, I noticed a table with a black backpack on it. Now at this point I know that there were other people with me, yet I can only remember two of them. One was named Joel and the other was Sam. As I opened the backpack and began looking through, the room I was in changed.

The restroom became a large room, about 50 feet by 50 feet. The floor was literally covered in a layer of discarded clothing. The table still stood, and directly to my right, there was a large wall made of ceiling to floor windows with a door in the middle. People began to come through the door. They were some of Sam's friends. This is when I learned that I was inside of Sam's house.

I continued going through the bag when someone pushed me down to the clothe covered floor. He told me that they were making everyone leave, and to see what was in the bag, I would have to hide. We began covering ourselves in the clothing that surrounded us in an attempt to conceal ourselves from everyone else. When they left, we got up and went back to the table. At this point Joel tried to stop me from going through the backpack, because he thought it was unethical. I brushed him off and kept looking anyways. Inside i found a school issue, yellow TI-84 calculator with the "school property" writing scratched off. I began telling everyone what I found and that this bag potentially belonged to a thief. This is as far a I can remember in that dream. Odd one, it was..

The other night I had a dream about this guy who I believed to be the love of my life (sounds cheesy, I know). I can't remember much of it because I have a terrible memory. About half way through my shift at work I started crying because I started remembering my dream and quickly realised he wasn't real; I'd never find him again.. It was a sad day.

Anyhow, there were three parts of the dream I remember:
1 - He was sitting amongst a group of people in one of those fold up chairs that you would take to the beach or something. He had blondy/brown shaggy hair and although I can't remember his face, boy was he amazing. I remember us just looking at each other and giving small smiles. His brother was in a chair too; he had short black spiky hair. I'm so frustrated I can't remember more..

2 - The second bit I remember is me and my mum sitting in chairs across from him and his brother over a glass table outside. It reminded my of the one at my dads, but it wasn't. We were talking about the gig I'm going to today actually, but in the dream it was coming up. My mum asked if they were playing at the gig and they said they weren't, they were just coming to see. This made sense to me because it's near where we live and heaps of people are coming to it cause it's a really good local line-up. Anyhow, he and his brother were in a band though. It wasn't focused on what type of music or anything, it was just a fact as if it was something I knew for a while.

3 - The last scene I remember, although I know a lot more happened within the dream, was me standing near a bus stop or the side of the road for some unknown reason. It was bright and green and just beautiful. The place reminded me of those American movies in the suburbs where huge green trees line the streets. I can't remember too much of this part cause I'm getting it confused with another. He was there with me and he kissed me. And it was the most amazing first kiss in the world, and just felt natural and not dramatic and stuff.. It was perfect

So, for those of you who care to know, this is why I'm on this site. I want to learn to LD so that I might be able to see him again.. I want to remember what his face looks like, I want that place with him to be an escape.
Call me crazy.

I was taking a shower in my bathroom, when a friend from my history class pulled open my shower curtain and told me that I had a visitor that wanted to see me immediately.
"Can't this wait? I'm taking a shower!"
"No. He has requested to see you at once."
"Fine" I said as I wrapped myself up in a towel shampoo still in my hair.

I followed my friend downstairs to the area in front of my front door and standings there was a much older version of a childhood friend who (in real life) had proposed to me when I was 5 and I screamed and ran away after throwing a pine cone at him.

However, this boy (in real life) had been an awkward only child and very much a mama's boy. I had played with him anyway when we were kids, but that didn't make him any less weird.

Anyway, he sported a completely opposite demeanor now in the dream. He was calm, confident and actually a little bit attractive.
"Kurt," I said "what are you doing here? And why couldn't this wait 10 minutes? I'm in the freaking shower!"
"Mind if I join you?" he stated without a hint of nervousness.

All of a sudden, the thought of him being in the shower with me became more than appealing. Although still confused and a tad apprehensive, I answered with a meek yes and he followed me upstairs.

The girl from my history class was still upstairs and she had actually gotten in my shower and was cleaning herself with a luffa.

Kurt glanced at me slyly
"The more the merrier!" he exclaimed as he began to strip.

Still very confused as to why I was attracted to my dorky childhood friend who I hadn't seen in more than half a decade, I got in to the shower with my friend from history and she began to wash me with the luffa.

Kurt just watched her wash me for a second as i stood stiff weirded out that I was doing this with a girl. Kurt then stepped in and we had one hell of a threesome in my shower.

I walked into a hazy area.
Was it a room?
Was it an outdoor space?
Or was it actual space?
But I was too preoccupied to care. Because across this infinity, I spotted a dark figure. I approached the only sign of humanity that I had in this environment with interest. My heels clacked on whatever floor there was if there even was one.
This figure was now in turn approaching me.
My heart pounded.
This person could be dangerous.
They could kill me. No one would ever know.
But inside I felt a compelling reason that everything would be ok, and that it was actually necessary to meet with this person.
As this body came into view I realized that there was a striking resemblance and familiarity about them.
I then realized that this figure was another copy of myself however this copy was male.
Out of nowhere this blue line that seemed to go on forever, shot between us and settled on the ground to a dim glow on the floor.
We looked up at each other and pantomimed for a second before in unison asking
"Who are you?"
We then each walked across the line simultaneously and I assumed his position as the male version of myself and he assumed the female version.
I felt myself up in disbelief and realized he was doing the same.

And then I woke up.

Bed at 12:40am. WBTB 3:28am-4:15am. Did Not take GM at WBTB. Language

I stayed up for WBTB, but realized, that I shouldn't have. I slept too short to have a long REM so the GalantaMind wouldn't have a good chance to work. (Although my very first LD was after only 2 hours of sleep). Went back to sleep with intent to take GM when I wake up next time.

When falling asleep, had some very pretty HH, that were presenting themselves as a vertically running movie strip. I said I like one of the images and then I really liked one and that one started to dominate the show. It was a globe I called planet of beautiful yellow-green color that was back-lit. It had very crisp and detailed scars like a ice moon.

Also, maybe 2 days ago I downloaded dodobirds program that plays a sound every few minutes and you can practice RCs, wakes you for WBTB and then plays a sound every couple of minutes so when in a dream you can realize, you are dreaming. I shut it down when I went to bed and as I'm falling asleep, I hear a "ding" and did an RC.

Dream before WBTB
It was a dream that had some LD elements in it and I woke up from it due to some noise just as I was opening my mouth to say "I'm dreaming".

I'm a little white plush/anime bunny with nice purple accents on my ears. How do I know? When I fly, I see myself from third persons perspective. So I'm looking at this bunny who I now it's me and I'm yelling fly! fly! and later teleport!, while my eyes are rapidly opening and closing. I have never teleported in my dreams before, so this is something new and I was about to become lucid.

I'm in a night club with a stage. Bartender walks from person to person showing them a card with metallic, pretty colors on a back and a photo on the front. She wants to know, if we know this girl with long dark hair. I whisper to her in Hungarian, that I do know her, she is in fact a girl who plays piano on this stage sometime.
Then I'm outside in a place that looks like out of tombraider video game. Stone ground with square opening in a middle, like a empty swimming pool without bottom. The bunny is flying out of there and I'm cheering him on fly! fly! When he comes out of there, I'm directing him to teleport to some tall greek looking columns. He is teleporting by sliding really fast an inch over the ground. Not bad for first teleporting try
Just now I realized, why bunny. Before bed I watched the LateLate Night Show and the guy had a bunny puppet.

Now I wake up and do a doomed WBTB. Wake up at 6:30 am and take the GalantaMind. Go straight back to bed. I start to feel it in about 20 minutes. Feel relaxed and pretty sleepy and feel the heaviness of my body a couple of times, but not able to pull it off.

Dream
I was back home in Slovakia. My two cats (that live with me in California) live there with my parents. Someone is responsible to take them to "day care". In the afternoon I go to the day care to pick up some kid. I bring him home and I ask "where are the cats". One is there, but the other one is not. They tell me they forgot to bring him back from daycare. So I go back to school and look for a cat. Its not there. I get back home and they say the cat is in the room. So it turns out, that my dad was suppose to take them to daycare in the morning, but one of them got away from him and got lost and returned home just before I got there and they were afraid to tell me. So I told to myself, that since I live in California now, I should take them with me.
(Realized why I dream of cats - when I do an RC because of a audio prompt, I look at my cats and tell them "guys, this could be a dream").

One of my old best-friends asked me to come over and hang out with her and one of my ex-boyfriends, and I said yes. She also said that she needed help cleaning her bathroom. I was going to go hang out with her, until one of my close guy friends asked to come over, and I ended up hanging out with him instead. After a while, she came to my backdoor and started yelling at me, and I told her to 'take it outside' haha. We argued, and then I ended up walking over to her house to apologize to her mom.

I was walking through some woods and there supposedly were zombies around. Things would turn orange if they were 'infected', and I'd have to shoot the orange targets to get everything back to normal. There was some girl in the woods who, after shooting her, turned into a dog. She started speaking, and explained that we could understand her because dogs really did speak english, just on higher frequencies.

I was in the car with my sister listening to music on full blast, and we waved hi to one of our friends in the car next to us. My sister started throwing hamster food at me, and I ended up getting really aggravated, so I threw some timothy hay back at her. My mom started yelling at me for throwing timothy hay at her, and said that I was being the immature one. When we got back to the house (I believe it was my old best-friends house), I ran upstairs in a vacant bedroom and shut the door because I was mad. This guy randomly came into the room.

The same guy took me to a hotel suite, filled with a bunch of random people. He explained that the 10 people in the room were runaways, and that we had to be cautious when we went to the dance that night. We walked to the dance, and ended up dancing together in a circle, while getting to know each other's names.

Dream – Lucid

I was in my kitchen, sitting in a chair by the fridge. Jarrod was there, and so was my mom; she was sitting at the kitchen table. I was about to talk to Jarrod about some things, just about the way things ended with us. He sat with me, and my mom started to talk to Jarrod, trying to explain to him what was going on with him and I. I was getting frustrated with her because she was hogging the conversation; I was afraid that Jarrod would leave. I kept trying to tell my mom to stop talking, but she kept on going. Jarrod got up to get some water, and I thought he was leaving, and I told him to not leave yet. He went to the cabinet to get a glass for some water. I think my mom left or shut up after this.

Jarrod and I went into the living room and I sat on the couch. He laid down on top of me, and he asked if I still liked him. I pondered for a second on how to answer this, and said

“Is it possible to still like someone, but know that it’s never going to work?”

He agreed that it was, and we kissed. It was very strange. I guess he must have felt the same way. We talked a little bit more, but I can’t remember what all was said.