non-lucid

Delted

I was at some amusement park, on a really lame ride. It was like a roller coaster, but it was slow and stayed indoors on the ground. The cars kept breaking apart, too.

After that, the place turned into a lake. Apparently there was a contest in which I was competing in. I had to get through an obstacle course above the lake against some other guy. It consisted of ropes and wooden panels. On each panel was a set of songs from different categories. I had to choose the right one. The last panel had love songs, and I was surprised to see Magnet on there. I picked something else though, and that was the right one.

At the end of the course, I was the winner. The other contestants were doing other things. The girl at the end of the lake did some kind of science experiment.

Getting back into the swing of things. There was a second dream from last night that's on the tip of my tounge that I just can't remember. Ah well. This dream is the one I could remember.
I had a wrestling match with some person and when we were done, a random criminal came out to shoot this other person. The shooter ran away after killing the other person, and I gave chase, grabbing whatever I could and trying to throw it at him. I failed though, and funnily enough, I was transported back to the start of the event where I was wrestling. I realized this was like the movie Source Code, and because of this, I tried even harder to go after the killer when he shot the person again. This time, I caught him. I destroyed his gun, and after doing so, was about to restrain him, until he swung his fist at me. Before his blow connected, the dream ended.

I am in a city I do not recognize. I live there and I am going to high school still, but I do not have a family and I live in a communal bording house for kids and young adults with no place else to go. I am at school and the teacher gives us a big assignment to do were we have to submit a thesis on something (but I cannot remember what now) but a lot of the young teens in my class are lazy and uninterested and do not bother to do the work. One of the stipulations of the assignment is that it must be hand written on lined paper, and not printed out from a computer.

It takes me only one night to get my assignment done but as the due date approatches I notice that my only friends in my school has barely done hers at all and I offer to help her with it. The little bit she has done is on the computer and I start ccopying what she has written on lined paper until I get to were her assignment ends and I give it back to her. I tell her I cannot finish writing it out until she finishes her assignment. My friend becomes angry and bullies me to finish the assignment for her and eventually I cave in and agree because she is my only friend and I do not want to lose her, because then I would be truly alone.

I am walking outside the next day. It is saturday and there is no school. I am feeling angry and resentful about always doing my work on time and the teacher's not caring since they don't care that the other students barely ever do their work. I pass a resturant that is in a large shopping plaza and on the inside are all my fellow classmates and my teachers and they are all eating great food. There is slices of roast beef covered in melted cheese; racks of juicy ribs; all kinds of potato side dishes, like mashed, boiled and spiced, and scalloped; and all sorts of vegetables and desserts.

I assume this is a school thing that I didn't know about but when I go into the resturant I am told that they are really sorry but there is no food left because they didn't know they would need an extra place for me. I went over to my teacher and asked why I wasn't told about this and why there was no food for me, and my teacher responded that they had asked my one friend to tell me and it wasn't their fault if she had neglected to do so. I do not create a scene even though on the inside I feel like exploding. I quietly and calmly walk back to the bording house, take my friends assignment that I was doing for her, and rip it up and throw the peices all over her room.

I look in the fridge and there is nothing I can make a meal with, just a carton of milk and some apples. I head back to he shopping center to my food for myself because I have a little bit of money. People I pass on the street say that some dinosaurs have escaped from the zoo and are headed our way, but even though I know dinosaurs are real in my dream world, I don't care because I am too miserable.

In the grocery store my goal is to buy ground beef for tacos, because tacos are my favourite food and I think it will cheer me up a little, but I am tempted to buy many other things that I can just barely afford, including cartons of cigarettes, which are laying in a basket near the check out line and are on sale. I am so tempted my some things that I start contemplating trying to steal things, but I know it is wrong and before my thoughts become actions I can hear people screaming outside. When I look out the window I can see a huge Tyrannasaurus Rex stomping around the parking lot and attacking cars and eating people. I leave the grocery store and head into the shopping mall without buying anything at all because people are panicking and running into the grocery store to get away from the dinosaur and it is complete chaos.

People in the mall are also panicking, which others are calmly walking around. I am not scared for some reason, though I feel very tired and slightly annoyed. Vendors in stores start putting up hand written sale signs on a lot of their goods, hoping people will buy items on sale in their panic. I think this is stupid and keep walking through the mall.

I find a little girl crying in the center of the plaza and she says she can't find her mother. I ask where she last saw her mother and the little girl responds that her mother went to get some lunch and told her daughter to stay put. I ask the little girl if she knows what food stall in the food court her mother went to and the little girl says she does know which one and what it looks like, but does not know how to get there. I offer to take her and we push past panicking people who are flooding into the mall trying to escape the rampaging T-Rex but I do not tell the little girl what is going on outside. She is more interested in finding her mother anyway.

We pass many interesting stores, including a shoe store with high heel boots made in Africa, an all natural scented candle store, and an interactive information booth on nature and geography around the world. The little girl and I find the food court and she points out the fast food place her mother went to. It is an Italian food place but the sign says Siesta Teisto, or something like that, which sounds Spanish to me. The little girl thanks me and runs into the store and when I go inside to see if she has found her mother, absolutely no one is there, not even the cooks or cashiers.

I head back to towards the main plaza in the mall but can get there because there are so many people who have come from outside seeking shelter. I climb some stairs up to the second floor that leads to a fancy resturant or gym just as the T-Rex smashes through a ground floor window and starts rampaging through the mall. Lots of people are either crushed to death in the stampeed or are eaten, though I cannot remember much more from this dream.

Dream – Lucid

I was parked in my car in my driveway. The sun was setting, and my friend Frank was with me sitting in the passenger’s side seat. He looked very nice, his hair looked very groomed and he didn’t have all his facial hair.

Apparently, we had just dropped acid (never done so in waking life). It was nighttime now as well. All the sudden, we were feeling pretty high. I felt out of my body, like I was floating above my car, and I saw that Frank was too. We were so high and carefree! Even though it was nighttime outside, the sky around us looked pink and purple, almost like a sunrise, though it was only an illusion induced by the acid. I was also communicating telepathically with Frank. Craziness. I worried a little bit about when the drug would wear off, and I’d have to go back to reality; I was apparently pretty depressed before I did the acid. I shrugged it off, however, and decided to just enjoy the ride. Frank and I talked and laughed together.

I think I woke up for a minute, but went straight back to sleep, re-entering the same dream.

I was still high in the dream, still sitting in the car with Frank. We decided to go somewhere. I was super fucked up, but I drove anyway. I don’t remember where we went.

I then remember coming down from the acid. I was then in my house, and Frank was gone. It wasn’t too harsh, and I started to feel the waves of high that occur with mushrooms. I was alright with it, a lot moreso than I thought I would be. I was still high enough to make a fool of myself though, apparently, and I walked into a room that my dad was in. He was talking on the phone with my therapist. For some reason, I told him I was going to marry Frank, though I had NO plans to do so at all. My dad then told my therapist what I had said, and he was also pretty upset with me. He communicated with me when he got off the phone that Frank also saw my therapist and she couldn’t see me anymore if I married him because it would be a “conflict of interest”. I also remember hearing this from my therapist over the phone.

I then told my dad that I wasn’t really going to marry Frank at all, and that I had been high on acid when I told him that. My dad then proceeded to tell me that Frank was always high and always dropped acid; he was kind of an acid-head. I had NO idea about this prior to us dropping acid; I thought at best he had done it a few times before, if that.

My dad was also disappointed with me for driving while I was so high.

I was then in my room, though it didn’t look like my real room and was a lot bigger. I was in bed watching “House” on my TV, which was on the opposite side of the room than in waking life. I was winding down for the night. My dad came to the door. He was still upset with me, and I felt ashamed of myself.

I was walking with my friend and I wanted to go to Old Trafford. We took 2 shortcuts when the first one failed and then we were at the entrance. I walked to the Stretford End and sat down the stand was full and Manchester City walked out. We all started booing. The security tried to kick me and my mates out because we didn't have any tickets but we stayed anyway.

The match started and Michael Carrick nearly scored against Pepe Reina (yeah, I didn't notice the fact that Man City were no where to be seen) Then some Liverpool player fouled a Man United player and the stupid referee didn't give us a free kick. I started a chant "United,United" and "It's all gone quiet over there!". It went dark and then Shawn Michaels came out of nowhere and then a Rhino insulted everyone.

Okay so I was at a fairground with my brother Sam and we wanted to go on this ride but it was PACKED full of people! We were forced to go on the big wheel instead which was going pretty fast... It was massive too and you had to use a catapult to launch yourself into it. Several times Sam was only holding on with one hand but i didnt get scared. (The point of the ride was to hang on to the edge not sit in the carriage. ) I felt sick and dizzy on the ride. My stomach had butterflies in it! Anyway, we rode the ride for about an hour then went t the other ride which wasnt too packed anymore. It was a big stage and everyone had to sit down on it, spread out. A white cat was put on the stage and whoever it chooses got to have the first go at the game. The cat chose me and I stroked it . It turns out there was no game and I just got a limited edition name tag! (?)

I had a few more dreams but I really cant remember them.

Color-coding key:
Awake, Non-lucid, Possibly lucid? (not sure), Lucid, Lucid 'dream within a dream,' [Commentary made while awake]

[This morning, my alarm went off at 7:30. I had planned to get up and write, but I still felt so sleepy that I decided to sleep in. I believe I had all these dreams during the extra hour I slept in. Again, I don't remember the transitions that connected them, if there were any, which is why this entry may seem fragmented.]

I'm out somewhere with my parents and T&P [some real-life friends of ours]. We're in a gravel parking lot, getting into our cars to go somewhere. I'm driving my own car by myself. I follow the other car, which has my parents and T&P in it, out of the parking lot and along a narrow, gravel-covered alley. There are two big rocks in the middle of it. I watch the other car drive over them and worry that my car isn't high enough off the ground to clear them, but it does, with no problem.

I have a small patch of thick, dark-brown hairs growing out of a mole on the right side of my chin. I want to pull all the hairs out with tweezers, but I look for the tweezers and can't find them. Later, I look in the mirror again and have a short, but thick beard, with only a couple of long hairs straying outside of the beard zone. I still can't find the tweezers, so I try to pull them out with my fingers, but can't; they're too solidly rooted. I continue playing with those hairs with my fingers as I go about the rest of my day. [Funny how at no point during this sequence did I think to question the situation; I'm a girl! I do, however, find and pull on stray hairs like that often in real life.]

I'm explaining to someone, over the phone [I think], that J&L have passed away. The conversation continues, and I say something about how hard it must be for the other person to find this out. [J&L are the original owners of the house I'm now renting. I've had this conversation over the phone at least twice in real life. Even though I never actually met them, it's still hard to tell people that news.]

I'm in a body of water, and there's this little cartoon guy swimming in the water. He has a mask and a snorkel on. There is a song playing: “let's go swimming under the sea!”, it says, or something like that. I'm following the little cartoon guy as he swims through the water. I have my own snorkel, but no mask. I don't really need it, though, because when I duck my head below the surface, I can see underwater just as clearly as if I were wearing a mask, and the water doesn't sting my eyes at all. Then, the little cartoon guy starts diving deeper under the water. I think to myself, It annoys me when cartoon characters do that when they only have a snorkel. [Somewhere toward the beginning of this dream, I became aware that I was dreaming, but I don't remember precisely when, nor what triggered it.] I want to continue following him under the water, and I think to myself, I can breathe underwater in dreams. My known dream ability to breathe water activates at this thought. I abandon the snorkel and continue following the little cartoon guy. We're in what looks like an ocean. The water is deep blue, and there are sea creatures of some kind swimming in it.

I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom, going to sleep. I even feel sleepy. While I'm getting into bed and falling asleep, I think about the fact that I'm going to be in a a dream as soon as I fall asleep, and that I'm going to be lucid and take conscious, intentional action while I'm there. [I remember having a specific mission in mind, but I don't remember what it was.] After a few seconds, I roll sideways out of bed and know that I'm in the dream world. [I think some kind of dream followed, but I don't remember it now. After that dream ends,] I'm back in the same bedroom again, and I go through the same sequence of falling asleep and knowing that I'm about to enter a lucid dream. This time, I sit up in bed to enter the dream, and then climb out of bed and step away from it, towards the door of the room. I cast a sidelong glance over at the bed and get a glimpse of myself, lying asleep. I quickly look away. I think, I know this is a dream room, and that that isn't actually my real body, but still, it's creepy. [I'm pretty sure I was aware that I was dreaming throughout this entire sequence, even the parts where I was falling asleep.] The reason I know that the whole experience is just a dream is that the bedroom I'm in isn't mine. The walls are painted a dark, cool color, the bedclothes match the walls, and the room is longer and narrower than my real one.

From that unfamiliar bedroom, I walk out into a plaza surrounded by buildings. It is a sunny day. There are signs in the plaza directing people to an area where a birthday party is being held for a child. I walk into that area and find a table with a bunch of party food set out on it. From that table, I take a cupcake and start eating it, without bothering to take the paper off first. I want to take advantage of the opportunity to do that. I know that this is my dream body, so I don't have to worry about the paper doing me any harm, and in addition, I don't have to worry about what the DCs around me will think if they see me eating the cupcake paper. The cupcake itself feels and tastes exactly like cupcakes do in real life. I walk around while eating it, observing all the people walking around and the kids running around and playing in the courtyard.

As I continue to explore the dream environment, I come upon another sign reminding everyone that it's time to go and complete the paperwork to register their cars. I follow the directional arrows on the sign, and end up entering a building that contains an office with a reception desk front and center as you walk in the front door of the building. I go up to the reception desk, tell the woman there my name, and ask for my car registration form. It turns out that the form is filed under my old address from when I was living in Florida. She gives it to me to update. The sheet of paper she gives me is the top sheet of a piece of carbon paper. It's a sheet I already filled out back when I was living in Florida; it has all my information from those days on it, in my handwriting, in blue ballpoint pen. I start working on bringing the information on it up to date.

The top section of the form contains several multiple-choice questions with checkboxes below them. These questions are all about your religious beliefs, and they're really only on the form as a formality. They ask about whether or not you believe in the Bartel Water Bug, and the boxes indicating non-belief are already checked. I read over this section and then start updating the form with my current address, but then it occurs to me to think: Why am I wasting dream time filling out a form? I look up from the paper to see what the woman behind the desk is doing. She has turned away to do something else. I set down my pen, turn around, and walk quickly out of the building while she's not looking.

Back in the courtyard, I discover that the item I've decided [in real life] to use as a totem, which in my case is a thimble, behaves in a very interesting way when thrown or tossed in a dream. Namely, it acts like a magnet. Whenever it comes anywhere near another person [yes, even if the other person is just a DC], it flies away from them as if it were being repelled by their presence. Then it flies back toward me, straight into my hand, as if it were magnetically attracted to me. I encounter a family that I know in real life, walking along the edge of the courtyard. I say something like, “You're gonna get this thing thrown at you,” to the 7-or-8-year-old daughter in the family, and then I throw my thimble at her. When it gets within about a foot of her, it flies away from her and back toward me, and I catch it. [That's the last I remember.]

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Side notes:

When I woke up for real and reflected on the part of my dream where I kept dreaming about waking up and falling asleep within the dream, I thought, "Cool! My mind came up with a kind of hybrid dream experience, incorporating characteristics of the lucid dreaming experience that I learned from Inception (the knowledge that I was about to fall asleep and immediately find myself in a lucid dream, the experience of entering that dream from within another dream), as well as characteristics that I learned from DreamViews and from EWOLD (the perception of rolling out of my dream body and the knowledge that that room was itself a dream)." To those people who looked down on the newcomers who jumped on the lucid-dreaming bandwagon after Inception came out: I was one of those bandwagon-jumpers, even though I tried not to be too obnoxious and annoying about it, and I believe that we newcomers are perfectly capable of learning and growing into the world of lucid dreaming as it is actually experienced outside of the movies.

11/12/11
NON-LUCID
We were following these people (I didn’t know who was with me, but I just felt something). We were chasing these people who were trying to get some files. I think I was with my mother now.

We were going through a hallway and the elevator was broke. There was an alternative way to get to them.




There were two walls close to each other and I had to use my weight to shift upwards. (Kind of like in Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones)



Then I see the files that we need, the criminals had one half but we had the other half they needed.

They heard that we got the files. At first they thought we were bluffing but they decided to chase after us.


But there were on the other side so it gave us enough time to escape.

I slide down the same walls and the dream ends there.

The next dream is that I’m with EVA from Metal Gear Solid 3. Blondes are recurring characters for me, and I’ve wanted to meet Eva for a while now.



We had to assassinate some old lady driving a car. At first it was easy shooting her, but then I had to kill her again for some odd reason, as if the dream just repeated the scene in a harder difficulty.

I tried to shoot her with the machine gun that I couldn’t hear, but she still kept driving really fast (granny has some skills!) and we could barely catch up to her with our own.



I got really mad and decided to get off the vehicle and dash towards this woman and set mines to let her explode.

Then I decided to make a run for it since the police heard about it. I completely forgot about EVA following all this time, but I felt her presence with me, so I didn’t worry too much on it.

I think I was riding a Soap Box Derby vehicle with blue and white colors mixed in it. I was in a position as if I was laying on my bed, and had a black control lever on my left and right side to steer the vehicle.





As I dash towards two cops who were just receiving the news, instead of driving too fast to make things suspicious, I decided to park to the nearest fast food place, which was Whataburger apparently. I get out of the vehicle and dashed, then I realized Eva was following me.



I stopped and turned around and told her “Come on Eva! Let’s go!” Dream ends.

Then I’m going towards this hill and I there were a group of people that were drunk, and I was afraid to go near them because they looked like they would do something wild.



They didn’t do anything to me though, but I just walk past them pondering on what they would do behind my back. I kept walking and see more drunk people.

Then the dream switches and I see Odd from Code Lyoko and Jim grabs his hand and Odd is asking what is wrong with Jim.



Then the scenario switches where Odd was the bad guy and the Principal comes in and says he should be arrested. Jim tells the principle that he’ll take care of Odd, and that he shouldn’t be arrested.




Then Jim randomly flips a pot. I think that was a day residue from reading Queen Zukin’s where I saw a post of a picture of a pot and nothing else lol. After that the dream ends. LOL

I was in Aida's (a famous chicken inasal eatery in Bacolod), with some friends. We ordered a pitso and a paa, and a few smaller stuff, I think, but I'm not sure. Joerome was a chef or something, serving behind the counter. He asked me if I already had mine served. I said no, I just ordered, and I'm waiting for the number. They were moving other people's orders through that window/counter. Finally, one of them gave me the number.

I went back to the seat with my friends. I had to arrange the number so that it's easily visible to the waiter.

I was outside the eatery. Emerald came out and told me the food's already served. I returned, but instead of going the roundabout way through the door, I walked straight through the glass, thinking about astral travel. I didn't go through the glass; it opened like a glass door. I sat down and found that the others ate a lot already. I complained jokingly, and they also jokingly replied that's what I get for arriving late. I think there were three of them there: Emerald, Chris and Grey.

I was in our living room with some friends. We were talking with one, in particular. A guy with long hair, a bit skinny. We talked about stuff, and then finally pointed out zodiac signs. The guy was reading a book about it, and he said he's not sure what sign he is. We asked his birthday. He said February 3 (not sure if he said the year). We told him he's Aquarius. I borrowed the book he was reading. I looked at the window to the outside.

I entered a bathroom. Andrei was there, peeing on the toilet. I thought he was done, and I peed on the toilet too. I saw his penis, and he doesn't seem to mind.

When he was about to go out, I told him to just close the bathroom door. He did, but while both of us were still inside it. Then he turned around and looked at me. I somehow sensed what he wanted.

Aliens were occupying the Earth. They were doing something to people through long tentacles hanging from their low flying crafts, spraying water. Some people started to dress like them in hope they will think we like them and won't be killed. It was a tall yellow-black metalic cape. I tried to buy me one too. I picked out a light blue cape that came with pants. it was different material and looked different. I had some money to buy it, but not enough. I tried to give shopkeeper some of my posessions, untill next day, when I would come back and give him rest of the money. But I was worried, he won't give me back my stuff - it was some letters, postcards, stuff from school.

I was (or we were) being chased. We were inside a mall, and I jumped over to other floors and run up escalators to avoid the chaser. Then I was in a forest of sorts. Or maybe a park. I used a flying unicycle. I encountered the inspector (who was chasing us) down at the plaza (unfamiliar). He tried to grab me, but I was able to push him back. I keep trying to avoid him in that area, but he's fast.

I felt very uneasy seeing him. Like he's going to do something bad to me. But since he's an inspector, and I'm probably a thief of sorts, I might have done something wrong, and he's just trying to bring me to justice.

November 11, 2011

I had a pretty memorable dream for 11/11/11. I even became a smidgen lucid! It was a bit scary, but not really a nightmare, more action-y. Here it goes...

I was in some sort of fort in a forest. Some Asian people came in and said that they were moving in. This part was blurry, so I can't exactly remember everything.

Next, I had left the fort, because I had to practice for cross-country. It was at Holmdel, where I had my meet this morning (which was next morning last night). My team was running, and we came to a lake. My friend Rob explained that it was called Medusa Lake, because anyone who fell into it was turned to stone. Needless to say, we went around it.

We came across a large mansion. We could hear noises inside, and it sounded like a party. Knocking on the door, an older man appeared, dressed in a red velvet bathrobe. "Come in, come in!" He said. "There's always room for more at my parties!" He seemed nice enough, so we stepped inside. There was a huge chandelier, and the whole place was decorated lavishly. "My name is Jaggers," the man explained. "Why don't you come into the dining hall? I was just about to make a speech!" We followed him on, and found ourselves in a large room with guests dressed in suits and gowns. I felt a bit underdressed for the occasion in my running clothes.

"Attention! Attention everyone! Are you enjoying the party?" Jaguars asked. A murmur of yes's came from the crowd. "Good," he said. "Because you are never going to leave!" Suddenly, he shot out beams of magic from his hands, which hit a lady in a long blue dress. Instantly, she began to transform into a tiger. Everyone screamed, and Jaggers began to transform more people. "We need to get out of here!" I yelled. "Oh no you don't!" he cackled. Flying towards us, we made a dash for the door. When we got outside, he yelled, "Curses!" and didn't follow us.

There were only a couple of us left; everyone else had been transformed. "What will we do now?" asked Brian. "We should probably move," I suggested. "Jaggers might come back." We began to run, and suddenly I thought, Gee, this is usually the part of a dream where a bear comes out and begins to chase me! Sure enough, one was right there. Wait a sec... This is a dream! I'm dreaming! I made the bear disappear, but I lost lucidity right away.

I came up to Medusa Lake, and began to shimmy along a fence in order not to fall in. I climbed under the fence, and my dream slowly started to fade away...

Analysis: I had my cross-country meet earlier today, which was tomorrow last night, so I was really looking forward to it. Medusa Lake, I don't really know where it came from. Jaggers is the name of a character in a book I'm reading in school, Great Expectations, but he's a lawyer, not an evil wizard. The woman who transformed into a tiger might have to do with the fact that there was a tiger in one part of a movie I had watched. Some Asian guys too. But the fort, I don't have a clue about.

Category: Barely-Lucid

Lucidity: 4/10
Clarity: 6/10
Length: 7/10
Enjoyment: 6/10
Overall: 5.75/10

I'm looking at a map with little landmarks. A female voice behind me tells me to sketch a river on the map with ny finger. I move my finger from the bottom of the map to the top.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because," she says, "it is going to be the river I throw you in if you continue to bother me."