non-lucid

Last Nights Dream

I am dreaming about Mugwort ((dream herb)) Myself and 2 other men are in my dream, one male was a bit older than the other one, I was telling them about Mugwort and the effects it has on your dreams. Suddenly I have some Mugwort I say to them both "see this is what it does" we all closed our eyes and I felt a little "high" or something like that, I say "see, can you see the difference..you can literally fly in your dreams!" They both nodded and had smiles on their faces. lol

11/10/11
NON-LUCID
I just woke up and I remembered that I was in my Psychology class in Morton Ranch High School as a senior. I was going through slides on my laptop on what one person did on Bacteria, probably a day residue from studying for the quiz I took today for Biochemistry.



Then some girl called me on my Blackberry, she did drawings and we would compare which one was good for a while.



She was saying something about she has a new phone number and gave it to me.

Then mom was PMing me that she loved me on Facebook, and I told her how I experienced sleep-paralysis. I literally felt myself being still and heart beat augmenting and having shorter breaths.

Then I’m standing up from the same text message the girl sent me (not my mother) and it was a blonde girl.
(She had a blue dress shirt with dark blue jeans I believe)


Then I’m playing basketball with 5 nerds and we’re against Kobe Bryan, Shaq, and some other dude.




We beat them in street basketball, no we destroyed them. Then they were complementing us on beating us, and how the other teams that faced them sucked.

Then I had another dream where I was going outside somebody’s house, probably two stories. They were having a party, but I didn’t realize it. I saw somebody who looked like one of those actors that tries to look young at an old age.

Then I decided to use my voice recorder in stealth mode to record something. I didn’t pull the recorder all the way out to make it less obvious. I don’t know why I did it.



Then a group of people come and some girl said we had to move. It was some big black woman, and we move. The blonde girl gets something out of the pitcher before we left. I couldn’t tell what she got. It looked like a Miller Lite.



We go inside and it’s this guy I knew from High School, and it’s his birthday. A girl in waking life who said she had a crush on me and then said April fools (in real life sadly)…she smiles at me but I ignore her.

We keep going deeper and I see more familiar faces, but they were just looking at me. Then I sit next to the blonde while her friend signs the list of the people attending the party.

I am in a hospital and i have a very bad cough i am also struggling to breathe and it feels awfull. I am standing up and have to lean over as i start coughing prefusely, i can't get my breath and my chest feels so tight. I begin to dribble as i cough and to be fair i couldnt give a shit who see's me dribbling and spitting A nurse comes over to me and says "here use this" she puts an oxygen mask on my face and i feel like i can breathe again, she says "it's an inhaler, it will help!" I feel alot better and she takes the mask from me and tells me to go and get a shower before going to bed, she then leaves. I walk forward and i see a big room infront of me it's like a hospital ward. I look to my right and a little behind me and there is a small room, i see a shower cubicle and it has a red triangular bar next to it like something for an elderly or disabled person to hold onto. I look again in the ward, double checking to see if there are anymore showers but i can't see any. I turn back to look for the nurse behind me and she is standing there watching me, I point to the shower cubicle and say "that one there?" she says "yes" while nodding her head and smiling to me. I walk towards the cubicle ((dream skip)) I am in a place like a massive empty room, there is only 1 bed in here and it is placed up against the wall. I am sitting up in bed and have the blankets over me, it's a grey blanket, a nurse is sitting on the bed with me, she is wearing normal clothes, she is really friendly and i remember feeling a closeness to her, like she was very motherly towards me and very caring towards me. I felt as if i knew her. We are talking and i feel a little poorly again and seem to be struggling a little again with my breathing, she tells me to take the inhaler again but says " next time you need it i can't give it to you because we aren't allowed inhalers in this hospital" In my dream I am my daughters sister and i say something about her boyfriend, the nurse says something which i can't remember but she thinks my daughters boyfriend is my boyfriend, I am shocked at this and say " he's not my boyfriend he's L's" As i am talking to the nurse i see a few tiny flies on my bed, the nurse looks and says "where have these come from?" i say " i don't know" She carries on talking to me and i begin to see more of the flies appear, i look at the nurse and i see 1 running around really quickly in the middle of her fore head and i think "can't she feel that?" I shout out to her "ON YOUR HEAD!!!" She flaps about and gets off the bed trying to shake them off her. I panick and think " i have to get out of the bed, there are probably loads of them in here crawling about on me!" I pull the covers off me which are covered with flies and i see flies running all over my legs.. I have blue leggins on and they are covered in these tiny little fly things, i jump up and shake and furiously shake them off me, suddenly i am covered with them again ((at this point i actually wonder to myself how this is possible)) i again wipe them all off me. A male doctor comes to me and says something to me about having to move to another hospital, then i wake up.

Dream 2

I am in the bus station and i'm wandering what bus to catch. I see the bus that i need and get on it, it's packed. ((everytime i get on a bus in my dreams it's always packed)) I am sitting at the front of the bus, i am talking to an elderly gentleman and a younger person. Our bus is waiting to go but there is another bus infront of us, our bus pulls up close to the other bus so that the front of ours touches the back of the one infront, I think to myself "I dont like being this close" The bus infront has to quickly reverse for some reason, our bus then reverses, I wandering whats going on and know that there is a panick for some reason. As we reverse the bus infront of us reverses and comes to rest at the left of our bus. I look forward to see whats going on and i can see a fork lift truck, it's facing the front of the other bus and it's fork's are lifted into the air just a little higher than their heads. I look across to the driver of the other bus and he looks at me as if to say "PHEW, THAT WAS CLOSE!!", i nod my head to him and say, "you were really lucky then, that could have gone through your heads and made a right mess!! lol..then i wake up

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It was Thanksgiving and my dad had invited a ton of people to our house, friends and lots of distant relatives I'd never met. A queue began to form outside the doorway as people were waiting to enter and it snaked around the house. Eventually so much time passed that people sat down at tables in the line and were bringing their food outside to eat. Later on in the night I sat down next to my dad and expressed how ridiculous I thought it was to have invited so many people and how irritated I was. There was a plastic jug of pumpkin egg nog on his table which advertised it contained MSG. I began complaining that it was probably because he bought it at some cheap corporate supermarket.

Later that night when most people had left I found my cousins. Dad and Uncle Tony were stacking leftovers in his van to take home. I went inside and saw Tori and Lexy cleaning up around the place which had become like a hotel lobby. Objects were appearing where Lexy was mopping and I knew she was altering physical reality but at first I thought the objects were just 2D pictures and it was like an optical illusion. I went up to her and touched a giant cucumber she'd just placed on the floor and I realized the objects were tangible. She and Tori were smiling wryly and they wouldn't tell me how they did it. Stasia came over and they all looked at each other knowingly and she said, "You want to know how?" So I followed her outside.

It was daytime again and Stasia and I were far away from the house. She ran off the road down through a field of clover toward the edge of a forest. Through some trees was a small house and an abandoned-looking ice cream truck with twigs and branches poking into the windows. Along the side of the truck mixed in among pictures of ice cream were odd drawings, including one of a clown. I started to walk toward the house but Stasia didn't follow, and when I looked back a man was inside the truck talking and laughing with her. He drove away but a copy of the truck stayed behind and Stasia told me to get behind the wheel. I told her I didn't know how to drive.

Suddenly we were in the house and I was playing some driving game on a small TV on the coffee table in front of us. The house too seemed abandoned in that it was missing doors and glass from the windows, but it didn't seem unoccupied. There was graffiti on the wall and colorful toyish objects all over the place. Some of the objects were suspended in space or seemed plastic and virtual. I suddenly realized, comparing the graphics in the video game to the objects around me, that the house was like a physical collection of virtual data.

I started asking my cousin all kinds of questions and she spoke about "polypolyvore" or "polyvore-d." It was a plant or a drug you could eat to immerse yourself fully into the reality of the house. I knew I was only seeing fractions of everything that was there. I was incredibly excited and in awe of this discovery. I felt my whole life had changed. Stasia then said something about getting stoned at a stag party there once and I felt frustrated that she didn't appreciate everything the drug or the house had to offer.

(Note: I am one of those people that could be staring Hitler in the face with a gun and still not be able to fire, so dreaming about being a serial killer is really a bit creepy to me. Especially since, in the dream, I felt a joy in the killing and a kind of righteousness.)

I was a man named Charles Soderberg. I had a brother or a father, I can't remember named David Soderberg. The dream was long but I can't remember it all. I was in some kind of school building that was like an old building in Seattle. It was I think a time when I wasn't supposed to be there, like late at night. I think it might have been a college campus building, I don't know. I had charcoal in my left hand and a gun in my right. Apparently I drew with my left in the dream (In real life I'm right handed.) There was some kind of meeting happening, and I snuck in and shot a bunch of the people in the meeting. Not everyone, as I was specific about who I wanted to kill. There was a security guard with a gun who chased me but I managed to sneak out. I ran down the hall to an area where I had the choice between two separate stairwells and an elevator. I pushed the elevator button and the doors took some time to open. Finally they did, and I stepped in just as someone walked down the hall and went through the door of one of the stairwells.

Fearing that he would show up about the same time as the elevator would on the bottom floor I got out of the elevator and as quietly as possible took the other stairwell. I found that it passed a door that went outside, and I almost missed it. I went outside, and I was feeling elated at making it outside unnoticed. I probably drew something on the door.

I don't remember details about the next part of the dream, only a lot of running around with charcoal in my hand, trying to hide and not be noticed but still drawing all over everything. I don't even know what I was drawing, faces I think, possibly somewhat realistic.

I was finally in a park, and somehow I recognized it. It was either a park or a cemetery. I was suddenly not Charles anymore, I was me, but i still had the charcoal in my hand. I saw my boyfriend's dog run up to me, and I was really happy to see him but really concerned that I was wanted and would put them in danger. I stayed there though. That's all I remember.


(Out of curiosity I did a google search. There is an artist online named David Soderberg. Maybe my subconscious remembers seeing his work or something, because the work even looks similar.)

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O'm at a fair somewhere, I am about 16 or 17 years old and i'm with my boyfriend ((no one i know, just a random dream character)). We see a ride..it's a water flume or a ride similar and we go on it ..I think we had to go on it for some reason but cant remember why. We sat on like a wooden raft and we are at the top ready to go down. He then fingers me ((omg lol)) he had to do this for some reason aswell but not sure what the reason was. At first I was quite shocked but then it felt really nice so i was quite happy to leave it there . I remember going down the water slide and we could see the other side, I am feeling quite scared , i gasp and arch backwards as the wave comes towards us but then we make it over and get to the other side. ((dream skip)) I am now in the grounds of the fair, my boyfriend has gone but i dont know where...he's just vanished. There is a man and he talks to me ((i can only remember this part very slightly)), he says something which i remember was of importance but i no longer remember what he said...then i wake up

I went to C's house..it looked nice at first but then i thought "C's house isn't like this its too clean and tidy" ((lol)) it then changed and looked really manky and dirty and i thought "this looks more like her house" ((missed that didnt i..doh )) I remember going updtairs, there were people there, there were quite a few people actually and some of them had scary masks on but they didnt scare me. It was night time and the DJ was up there playing the music. I remember feeling a bit weird in my dream but i'm not sure why. C's kids were also there but in my dream they didn'y really like me much ((lol))

Some bloke was going to ask me to marry him. I am at a school and my neck is all swollen and i mean massivley swollen, its really bad. I look in a mirror somewhere and i see how swollen my neck is and i see 2 red veins bursting out of my skin and i wander why its like that. My face looks very plain and i dont remember seeing any hair, I think in this dream i may have been bald. I see a girl and say "i'm going home" she says "when?" i say "now" i just walk out of the school and go, i dont even go through the office first. Loys of people are looking at me as i walk home and i know they are looking at my neck anf how ugly and awfull i look., I grab the collar of my coat and pull it up over my neck to cover it up ((dream skip)) I am in hospital and i am struggling to walk because my knee now hurts and my whole body feels wrong and painfull and my neck is still swollen. There is a lady across the way watching me, she is sitting on a blue plastic chair, she signalls her finger to help me and calls me over, she now gets up and comes over and helps me dhe days "go and get some food" and walks me over to the serving area. Another woman there was being served curry and it smelt really nice, i asked for some and got served but the woman who served me wasnt very nice!

I was moving into a large several story honey wood house with many other people. I didn’t seem top know them very well but it didn’t seem to bother me. I was walking around the house watching the bustling of my fellow roommates. It was snowy outside and large odd shaped icicles were forming on the edges of the house. I pulled a big one off and began to suck on the end of it. My mother, step father, and little sister came to visit the new place. They had brought a large green tree painting for me as a welcoming gift. I showed them around the house and to my area. I apparently had my own living space with a stairwell leading to my personal bedroom and bathroom upstairs. The living space was strange, the walls were all mirror with little gold flakes everywhere to form different shapes and patterns. Though I would never choose this for myself, I didn’t seem to mind it.
*memory laps* Changing a shitty dipper. I was really bad at it and it was taking me a long time to do. I was extremely grossed out and I am not sure why I had to do it or who’s baby it was
*memory laps* My mom, step father, and sister are about to leave. I said my goodbyes and watched them leave. I began to walk around the house again and noticed that many of my female roommates were dressed like in Katie Perry’s (sp?) California girl video, wearing pink and blue wigs, dressed in brightly colored skimpy outfits. I was really excited to dress like that too and be apart of their group. I then suddenly realized that I was a professional dancer, the kind who went on tours with artist. I went back to my living space of mirrors which was still empty because I hadn’t fully moved in yet and I began to dance in front of the mirrors. It was really fun and I was laughing and smiling a lot.

I was living in a house with a bunch of females. We had just moved in together so I didn’t know them very well. As a bonding ritual, we all went to some concert type thing at WAMU theater, dressed nicely in all black cocktail dresses. Allen came with. Everyone had drank heavily throughout the night and was really drunk except for me. I had gotten into a fight with the fat brunette in our group. When we got home she lunged at me and began to smack me with her purse on my thigh. The girl was wayyyyyyy bigger then me and the other girls pried her off of me. I decided that it wasn’t going to work with me living there with these insane girls and I told Allen I wanted to leave. He was wasted, laying on his back on the wood floor. He said that he was too drunk to leave and that we should stay for the night. Then one of the girls who had helped get the fat one off of me came over to Allen and started to try and make out with him. She was the oldest looking one in the group and not very attractive. I pulled her off Allen and called her a psycho. Allen quickly popped up and said that it was time to go. I grabbed my stuff and we both piled in my car. Allen was drunk and nauseous in the seat next to me. I was planning on taking us to a hotel so that he could rest but I first needed to buy a hairbrush at Bartell Drugs. He told me to hurry up. I went inside and tried to checkout but the fat balding white man behind the counter was taking FOREVER to ring me up. I began to grow impatient and I stormed out of the store.

Last night I got into bed around 11:00, did a relaxation exercise and closed my eyes.

I tried to concentrate on any visuals I had going on (not many) and consciously think about having a Lucid Dream.

Hours went by with nothing happening. I tossed and turned but couldn't even fall asleep.

By around 3:00 am. I got up went to the bathroom and laid back down and tried again.

What happened next was very confusing. It felt like from that point on I got NO SLEEP at all. I just tossed and turned all night. But as the night wore on I realized I was falling asleep for very brief periods of time (Not sure exactly possibly 5 - 15 mins) and dreaming. Then waking up... laying there, then falling asleep.

The dreams were all segments of one large dream. I have never had this happen before to this extent. I have dreamed, woken up and fallen back asleep to the same dream but never anything like this.

There were a few times where I remember falling asleep to myself thinking "you are dreaming..." and it carried over into the dream but it wasn't enough to cause lucidity or if it did it ended right away.

I also know I had at least one false awakening. I fell asleep and "woke back up" frustrated I couldn't fall asleep but I wasn't in my room. (I realized this after the fact and put together that I was having false awakenings.

So between not sleeping, having small dream segments each time I dozed off for very brief periods of time and then having false awakenings mixed in it was a very confusing and frustrating night / day.

I never did manage to fall asleep for any considerable length of time.

The dream segments added together were rather interesting.

It took place in a subway station. Like the underground kind you take in Boston. I remember waiting for the T. A few trains went by but they weren't the ones I needed to take.

I remember a group of girls dressed for halloween. They were dressed like Pac-Man and some of the ghosts I believe, but they weren't very good costumes.

All of a sudden I realized I had been waiting for the wrong train. The train I needed passed a while ago. I got very upset and frustrated.

At one point a train came by and it was the one I needed, a bunch of people crowded to get into the train but before anyone could get on, they took it out of service. I remember a sign saying something like "Service people only". So I wasn't able to board it.

The next portion of the dream I was still in the station and I remember seeing this girl next to me. Long curly black hair. She was topless. Beautiful. I remember saying to her I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world.

The next thing I remember I was talking to a different girl near bye and saying something to her. Possibly hitting on her. She got offended as if she knew I was just talking to the other girl.

I remembered doing it then suddenly I didn't and I felt like the guy from "Memento" where I couldn't remember what had just happened. Everyone in the station was staring at me as if they knew I was faking... maybe I was at the start but by that point I wasn't. I remember feeling terrified.

I remember feeling that I wanted to go home very badly and still wasn't able to get onto the train. I ran outside of the station where it was raining.

At this point I think I started to recall that I was dreaming during some of the segments because I remember thinking I could fly home.

That is all I can remember. The bulk of this took place between 4 - 9 am. Each portion of the dream broken up by waking or false awakenings, then continuing when I fell back asleep for very brief periods of time.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a pretty long and weird dream last night. No lucidity though.

22.00: Sleep

05.30: Dad's pissed
I'm with my dad in his old car. We're on our way to work like usual when a car suddenly appears in the lane next to us, going against the traffic. "What the fuck is he doing?!" my dad yells. The car passes us with everyone honking. My dad decides to turn our car around and teach that guy a lesson. He makes a U-turn and goes after him. After a while the other car goes on an exit that takes him back to the proper road again. My dad doesn't feel like doing that, he waits for the right moment and then pulls the handbrake. The tires screech as we spin around and then go again. Atleast two other cars starts swaying and almost goes off the road.

"See what he does to the traffic?! He's going to get it" my dad says and goes after the car again. We take off on an exit and heads into a neighbourhood with some nice villas in it. "Prepare yourself" he tells me. "For what? I can't fight for shit with these wrists" I say. "Well, atleast look dangerous and be prepared to scare him then." The other car stops and the guy gets out and heads into a few ruins. We get out and follow him. We pass under three buildings that must be home to homeless people, clothes are everywhere and there's trash all around.

At a corner we catch the man. "You guys are pretty persistant" he says with a growl. He's around fifty with a jeans jacket on. I start punching him all over and he falls to the floor. All of a sudden my dad is gone, but my friend Eric is there instead. "He's got two types of cancer" he tells me. I can clearly see that he does. "Oh, he's in stage two cancer mode" I say as the man pee's his pants. I get some pee on my hand and decide to go wash it off. "I've followed you on twitter" he tells my friend Eric who's a pro gamer.

"I'm your biggest fan!" he says with a laugh. "Oh shit" Eric says. I wash the pee off in a sink when the bum does something disgusting, can't recall what it was. We both go: "Eeew!" and I puke a bit.

05.30: Fragment
*I'm up on a very big mountain, like Mt Everest or something. There's a big cabin up there with people trying to survive. I want to go down though, but my friend tells me I can't because I've got a snowboard. "You'll get stuck in the roots" he says. I get a picture in my head of a guy hanging on a cliff in his parachute. He must have gotten stuck there then froze to death.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I'm going to note down each time I wake up from now. I'm pretty sure I wake up after almost all my dream cycles. Becoming conscious and then remembering it that is.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I am watching a webcomic about this male protagonist carrying a box with woman? in it during Josun dynasty. he's not kidnapping her, he's trying to save her.

scene jump

it's at night. I am a male wearing beige coat. I think I have black hair...(probably he is from the movie Source Code; the teacher, Sean) I am carrying a huge box with green cover, female person in it and a paper bag. I want to buy something to feed her. I walk cross the street and I see a McDonald down the stairs. I get in and for some reason there is my art teacher working here. -.- she recognizes me as 'real' me. I give up buying a Mc burger because it's not healthy, so I try to find other store. when I get out of McDonald, I see two people who are on my blacklist. that one bastard tries to fight with me, slightly kicking my leg. I resist and try to walk away. I have to protect the box. then this bitch tries to fight with me too. I get so mad, I put down the box and beat them up.
at this point I recognize that I've been helping this woman in the box at the street every night. she has a baby. I suddenly feel sad about this...

dream 2 - I am in kinda of workshop. there is my favorite webcomic Dieter room! cartoonist Neon B let me in. she looks toatlly different than I thought. I see Caramel too. I sit in the back with teenagers ...I volunteer for making something like photo-animation.
Neon B shared ice cream with us...

In my dream last night, I'm driving down the freeway in my truck. A friend of mine is riding in the passenger seat and he seems a bit nervous because I'm having a little bit of trouble staying in my lane but otherwise my driving is okay. I look at all the other cars on the road and they're giving me a wide berth. And then I realize...I'm driving in reverse at high speed. That explains why it's difficult to keep the truck centered in the lane. I'm actually having fun and marveling at my mad driving skills when I notice a second vehicle coming onto the freeway and it's going backwards too. He comes up right behind me but I accelerate and get way ahead of him. I want to do one of those manuevers where you whip around 180 degrees and keep driving without slowing down, but I'm not sure how to go about doing it. So I try whipping the steering wheel around while hitting the brakes...but before I know if it works or not, I wake up.

I was in my room, on the bed, one evening. Cat was there as well, lying closer to the wall. He was wearing a white shirt. He (or I) was reading something, then he lied down on his back, his eyes closed. I lied next him coz I wanted to look at his sleepy face. When I got closer, I saw his eyes are still open slightly. When he saw me, he suddenly looked funny at me. I told him I just want to watch him as he sleeps. He turned around, facing the wall.

I went somewhere and went back. Cat was talking on the phone, facing the wall (or maybe pretending that someone called him). Then he said he has to go. I got sad. When he was about to go out the door, I reached for his hand and asked him where he's going. He said he's just going to the bathroom. I slowly let go of his hand as he slowly walked away into the bathroom, while both of us still looking at each other. I finally lost sight of him when I closed the door.

I went somewhere far. Bacolod? Morning. I was looking at eye/sunglasses in a store. I went out. I was in downtown Bacolod. I ran, sad and depressed, because he left me. Then I wondered, what if he just went somewhere, and he was going to return, but then he didn't find me at home, so we just went away? I got more depressed.

It was near the pier in Toledo. I ran. I was near the pier. The beach, with clean, white sand. There were some plants. I jumped over into lower ground on the beach, which was more than six feet high (I'd normally feel very uncomfortable jumping from that height). I felt sad, but at the same time, I didn't mind getting hurt physically, because the pain in my heart hurt more.

Then I reached a place on the beach where there are more people. There is a family of two male parents; they're married and they have three kids, having a blast at the beach. I checked the next "jump," and it was a lot higher. Too high. I saw a bamboo ladder going down. I told myself I'll go down and once I'm lower, I'll jump backwards onto the sand. I then hid my mobile phones in my short pants in a way that they won't get damaged.

I crossed stepped into the bamboo ladder and started going down. Then, at a height I thought I'd still be uncomfortable, I let myself fall backwards. I landed. It was closer than I thought.