non-lucid

I remember having this little dream as I was waking up. I was looking in this plastic container for something. It was mostly opaque, but the sun was shining on the side of it and making the inside light up some. There was a little dirt in the bottom. I leaned closer so I could see what else was in it. Suddenly I saw a big black widow right there. It startled me and I woke up.

I'm in the car with my "mom" and two "brothers." We are departing from the same neighborhood as my previous dream. We are heading to the movie theater to watch an astronomy movie. On our way there, we come across a disney fast food resturant. Which is a gas station aswell. There are red tables and chairs with umbrellas covering them. As we drive up, a commercial plays and it shows people hanging out in the setup area and at the end a man is chomping down at a huge tasty looking burger.

A man is videotaping him with women that are wearing pink shirts. He is talking to this one white lady and then after hes donw talking to her, he drives down a road and sees a black lady with atleast two or more pink shirts on. Something happens in the conversation, I think he calls her a man-whore and he starts tearing her shirts off and she tries to pull them away from him.

From what I can remember I was looking through an eyehole in the door and I heard my "dad" yelling and hollering. As I looked through it to my left a woman with a knife was heading to the back door. I ran to the back and as I tried to lock the door she pushed it open, it became a back and forth match between us but she was the winner. I ran outside and when I got out there I saw my "dad" dead and flattened under the sidewalk next to some other person with orange red hair and his tounge lolled out at the side. The rest of the family came out and was saying that I killed him. But a few moments later my "dad" wakes up, lifts up the sidewalk and steps out from other it aswell as the other man. I walk into the house which is now bright with light and everonew who was once scary was smiling and eating food.

I had a dream about an urban setting. I'm looking at two people standing in front of a brick home one is on the stairs and the other is on the sidewalk. They are speaking in french and if I remembered their conversation I could've understood them. (I had been studying my french just that morning soooooo case closed.)

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This dream is a little vague because i think i woke up in a false awakening afterwards cus i turned my alarm on in the middle of the night, but in the morning it was still off. Probably why i only remembered this when i meditated after i woke up for real.

I am sitting on a couch in my house with slightly different furniture. My whole family is there , (mom,dad my sister and 2 dogs) . We seem to have guests tho, there are two humanoid aliens sitting on the couch with us. I don't recall that they said a single word they just sat there with us. I don't quite recall their appearance either, they where definetly human looking but overobviously alien, cus of probably green/blue faces. Perhaps their hair looks more like greyish coral.

I was really excited, i remember thinking and talking with my family saying stuff like "how the hell is this possible" and "how are we going to explain this to the rest of the world that we have 2 aliens in our own house." etc. etc.

Woke up, most likely in a FA (but... was pretty sure it was in real life because of the feel i had when i woke up and how tired i was feeling before i slipped into unconsciousness)

Yesterday i dreamed of a women i haven't seen in a while and i wrote down some weird things in my DJ that i can't recall or make much sense of. Today i dreamed of her again and i was notified that she or someone in immediate surroundings is terribly sick..

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was somewhere outside, standing before a small building like a cottage. I stood before the door, which split in half so it could open on the top and stay closed on the bottom. I probably leaned on a counter-like ledge topping the bottom half of the door.

Inside were my family members and a guy I know from a cafe I go to. The interior of the cottage felt very plain and empty, almost as if it were a children's play-cottage with no decorations in it.

I was talking to the guy about stocks. Apparently the guy had been talking about some Chinese stock that was really great. He was even thinking of buying it.

There may have been a business man somewhere in the cottage. I may have been trying to impress the business man by showing how much I understood the guy. I asked the guy, "What's keeping you from buying the stock? Or..."

Here I seemed to start having trouble getting words into my head as I spoke. "Rather... what is it that is keeping your... joy... about this... company... from becoming 100%... unmitigated?"

The guy then began talking to me about stuff like Chinese economic policy, which I didn't understand. The guy made reference to a few key people in China. I now saw them on a TV screen.

The guy continued to talk to me, but we were now both on a bed outside the cottage. The guy sat on the left edge of the bed, watching a TV in an entertainment center that stood against the cottage wall. I was crouched up in a weird position, like a little kid, behind the guy.

The Chinese political figures were still on the TV. The guy had explained a lot to me. Now he said some quote that apparently some famous investor had made, like, "Why invest in the country's companies, when you can just invest in their currency?"

I thought the guy meant he was going to invest in Chinese currency instead of the company he'd mentioned. But now he mentioned a completely different company he was going to invest in.

The business man now sat on the bed. The guy was now my little brother. But it was like my brother wasn't there. My mom was somewhere around. The business man had been impressed by everything my brother had said.

The business man told my mom, "We need to hire someone new for our firm. We need somebody intelligent, somebody who can give our firm some direction.

"And we're open for all different kinds of people. Duncan Jansen (???) was our CEO." (I knew that Duncan Jansen was a black man.) "We need people who are willing to work, and can have good, new ideas."

I assumed that the man meant, by what he had just said, that my little brother was a good worker, while I was not. I sat up from the bed. I was a little groggy-eyed, as if I'd just woken up from sleep.

I knew I had some sort of data project I had to take care of. I hoped that if I just went and took care of my project, the business man would see that I, too, could work hard.

My office was apparently down a flagstone path, past a few other cottages with fenced yards. After a few cottages, I "knew," I'd turn right.

But as I started going down the flagstone path, the business man mentioned some propecy he'd read, which he now thought was related to my brother. The business man mentioned something about a heavenly choir singing at the announcement of this prophecy.

At the same time, a singing group, which I may have organized, was getting ready for their daily practice. I thought to myself that I might mention to the man that I considered holding singing practice every day to be of great importance.

The group sang a song that had the words "Angels and spirits sing on high." This line kept repeating. It was more like a chant than a song. But it sounded beautiful.

On either side of the flagstone path was lawn, in which were random, wild beds of irises. But the blossoms of most of the irises were way past their prime. Purple and white petals, in different stages of browning, barely clung to the stems.

Dream #2

I saw from the viewpoint of a spaceship in outer space. The spaceship was, apparently, approaching the planet Venus. The planet, though, looked silvery, almost cloud-grey, from our approach.

We seemed to be very close to Venus at first. The upper left quadrant (?) of the sphere had taken up almost all my view. But then we were a ways back, far enough back to see the whole planet and a good deal of the surrounding space quite easily.

At some point the beautiful voice of a woman asked us, in a very professional, almost computerized voice who we were and what our business was.

A man on board the ship may have mentioned that the planet Venus required permission before allowing people to land on her. Suddenly I realized that the voice I'd heard hadn't been from a person on Venus -- it had been the voice of the planet herself!

A spherical shield like glittering gold dust went up around the planet. I knew that this shield could keep anybody off the planet.

The man must have begun interacting with Venus again. This time, though, as Venus spoke, she turned different colors. It was like her surface was banded, like Saturn's surface, but with neon orange, green, and pink. And these bands would shift up and down, like computer lights, as Venus spoke.

I was outside a warehouse, it was dark and there were spotlights around. Me and Jackson were crouching behind a fence waiting for the right time to go in. I don’t know what we were doing there but we got clocked (noticed) a few times.

Much of this dream is forgotten, but I do remember fighting super mutants. These muscle bound freaks were everywhere, and they had regular coloured flesh. No guns, just fisticuffs. I'd own them, and they'd own me, but I knew I couldn't really die.

I'm on the forums reading Kaomea's DJ. She mentions something about Poseidon, and I'm replying that I had a dream about the same thing. The thing is, I don't any details, maybe that's the only thing about it I remembered.

i remember being somewhere and walking and i saw i were in cyprus in a football field and playing football then i got into lucid and walked then and iwas excited cus i was in cyprus xd.

so then i walked away and i had kind of bicycle and i had 1 friend with me and he told me what we do etc.. i tell him its a dream lets go to club and have some fun,, somehow we went to restaurant lol and then i woke up.


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I was going to go to Florida with my mom. We weren't buying plane tickets, we were going to stay inside our refrigerator during the trip there. At first it was. Too heavy to move, but I tried moving it again and I could lift it easily. I brought it outside and threw it on the floor, and it changed into a small cooler with a zebra print design. A group of guys came walking up the street and my friend was with them. He called out to me so I walked over. I told him I was going to Florida. I said he could go also.

The dream, from what I remember, began with me, on top of a large staircase, in which was accompanied with men in soldier outfits. I looked around, and I could see a foggy body of water. If anything, the place looked like just plain gray. Eventually, I traveled down the stairs, reaching the bottom which was a store that carried many miscellaneous items, from keychains, to DVDs. It was comforting, and I'm sure as hell that I've been there in past dreams. Last time, it was a game store though, strange how it's merchandise had changed, and before that, it was a store for specifically stuffed animals and stuffed animal accessories. For now, I will label this "The Store". Afterwards, I just browsed, and not much else. I woke up for a brief few minutes to try and re-adjust my pillows or something, then went back to sleep.

This part of the dream continued off from my earlier dream, except I had just walked home and back into my room, where my dad (for some reason) was sleeping on my bed. Despite that, I pulled out a bag of candy and began stuffing my face with it, eating it all until I began feeling drowsy, and I fell back, passing out right there, which is conveniently when I woke up once more for the same reason.

Lastly, I do believe this had to deal with me and my brother at a Target or Best Buy store, much larger than "The Store" though. My brother had just beat me on some racing game, and was for some reason trying to get a picture from the game to print out at one of the front desks and try to rub it in my face or something of the sorts, but the clerk found some grease on the picture, which is when I slipped off to try and beat his record, in which I did, and printed the picture out. Turns out, the whole thing was a commercial. Wonder what that could mean...

DJ Log: November 9, 2011 – 1:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

Notes: This is quite the timing for a dream. I was very tired this evening and was falling asleep in my chair while surfing eBay. I laid down at around 12:30am and had quite a vivid dream where I visited a place I remember from a previous dream many years ago. I fully realized that it was a dream, but I didn't quite become lucid - well, maybe a very low level of lucidity.

I am walking down a dark concrete corridor with a couple friends. We walk through an industrial steel doorway and into a small room which has a low-hanging natural rock ceiling. We walk around the low center, then see that there are a couple of crevices in the rock which we can climb through.

One of my friends takes the lead as we crawl through the larger crevice and end up in a small cavern area. There are bright rays of light shining in through a couple of cracks above which slightly illuminate the area. There is a small amount of water trickling down the wall. I look around for a bit, then realize that this area looks very familiar.

I look at my friend who is standing closest to me and say, "You know, I've been to this spot before. I'm pretty sure I was in this exact spot in a dream many years ago." He looks at me slightly puzzled and asks, "Are you so sure it was a dream?" I reply, "I'm sure it was. It was a dream which I had many years ago and still remember very clearly." He asked, "If you remember this spot from a dream, was that thing there before?" as he points to something behind me. I turn around and look to see that there is a large electric motor hanging from the rock ceiling in the corner of the cavern we are standing in. I say, "No, that wasn't there before."

I crawl over to examine the strangely located motor. At a first look, it appears to be glued to the rock. Upon a closer look, I can see that it is bolted to the rock by a steel flange. The motor is coupled to a shaft which disappears into the rock. I look at it for a bit, then decide that I must find out what it does. I tell my friends to go back to the entrance of the cavern and look for a switch box.

As we walk back out, I find an electrical disconnect switch bearing a label that reads, "Rock Horn." Wondering what the heck this thing does, I switch on the disconnect and hear a slight humming noise coming from behind me. There is another electrical panel on the wall with a sign that reads, "To Activate Horn, Use Remote." I look around for a bit, but do not find such a remote.

My friends walk away and leave me behind as I'm looking for the remote. When I give up and walk back out of the corridor, one of my friends says, "Is this the remote you're looking for?" as he is pointing to a push-button control box hanging at the entrance to the corridor. I walk up and look at it to see that it has a green start button and a red stop button on it. Out of curiosity, I push the green start button and nothing happens. I push it again and a strange sound fills the area. It sounds sort of like a fog horn, but much lower in tone. I push the stop button and the sound slowly fades out - along with the dream...

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
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[COLOR="silver"]I didn't do any special technque or method this time. I just went to sleep on a normal bedtime and had some normal vivid dreams. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I was in class and the most annoying guy in there made weird sounds. I looked at him and asked "What the hell are you doing?". He just laughed and kept doing the sounds. He sounded retarded I thought, but he wasn't mean so I stopped to care. But then my Music teacher walks to him with a chair and hit him jokefully in the stomach with the seat and laughs and everybody laughs. But the guy don't laugh and I think he got reminded about being bullied.
So he get up angry, my teacher try to apologize and all the other think "He got what he deserved..."

I remember a fragment of me being on a playground and getting robbed and something with me putting on a swimsuit, what ever I don't remember.

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And the last thing I remembered before I woke up was that I were in a store buying baguettes and that I was on a field trip with my class and I took a seat and started eating. [/COLOR]

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