non-lucid

I'm only posting a slight fragment of a dream cause certain things don't connect well, and the dream after this is fuzzy. So me, my father, my sister and mother are all on a road trip. We have my cat in the car, she jumps out the window and stands on the sideview mirror, for some reason we don't care, we just sit there and watch. All of the sudden my dad swerves the RV and avoids a crash, we all tumble around. I get up after we straighten up and look at him and ask him. "What happened to the cat." He responds with "She must of fallen off and been killed." I realize we can't stop cause we're on the freeway. I start to scream and weep in frustration. And then I wake up and smile when I see that my cat is ok.

I forgot to WBTB because I took such a long break from it. I remembered it as I was falling asleep, but I was too tired to get up. I tried to WILD as I fell asleep. I was really starting to relax and keep my mind clear, but I ended up falling asleep. In the bad way. No lucid dreams. But I really feel like they are coming soon.

Another bad dream recall night.

First up, is this Metroid dream. It was Metroid because the character was Samus, but the game was very different. It was more like a puzzle game, and you had to climb up these stairs that you need to make a certain way, and even then, you had to climb up them in the right order or something like that. I can't remember the rest of it.

Next was this dream about the show Friends. They were in Monica's apartment, and Rachel was wearing a very revealing shirt, and Ross was staring at her.

Rachel: Can I help you?

Ross: Uh...no! You may not help me.

Rachel: You know, you've seen boobs before...you've seen THESE boobs before.

Ross: Yeah, well, I just wish things didn't have to be this way. (They divorced in the show)

Rachel: You know what? Me neither, but we just don't make a very good couple.


The next dream was only a little snippet of a dream. It was starting as I woke up. I took that venom stuff from Spider-Man, and I grew two more arms, and I had super strength. I wish I would have stayed asleep for that one lol.

Good morning, everybody

Dream #1

I was walking with my sister out onto a parking lot. It was a sunny and clear day, but there was a lot of shade from the canopies of trees overhead. The parking lot was huge and empty. But most of the lot seemed to be shaded by the huge, green trees, which were only on the border of the parking lot.

As we walked into the lot, my sister, who was to my left, and seemed much shorter to me than she is IWL, was telling me about my oldest nephew.

As my sister was talking, I noticed that there was a building, much like the Rose Planetarium structure on the side of the American Museum of Natural History in New York. The building was just a gigantic, glass cube. But I was worried because I didn't see the gigantic, silver sphere, the housing for the actual planetarium theatre, inside the glass cube.

Suddenly it seemed as if the walls of the multi-story glass cube were turning yellowy. It was like the glass was decaying, becoming brittle. It seemed as if the whole thing might crumble at any moment.

My sister told me about my oldest nephew. "He may act fine and seem well-behaved to everybody. But I'm worried about him. He has these obsessions. Sometimes he needs to count certain things. And he'll just get so carried away with the counting that he can't do anything else."

I thought to myself, I haven't treated my nephew kindly enough over the past few years. I've been pretty cold to him, and everybody else, almost all the times I've been home recently. I need to make sure, this time around (apparently I was on a visit), to be much more attentive to my whole family.

My mom had a car parked way out in the center of the parking lot, which was otherwise empty. My sister's children were all playing around the car.

From out of nowhere my oldest nephew came riding by on a bicycle. He could see that my sister and I were talking, so he didn't interrupt us. He just pulled a pop-a-wheelie, which he'd intended me to see. He held his front tire up in the air for a few good seconds as he rode. I figured this would be a great time to tell my nephew I thought he was doing a good job.

But my nephew pulled back too far on his bicycle. He fell to the ground. He seemed to have injured himself. My sister and I ran to my nephew. My mom may have been there as well. But now my nephew was up and walking around.

I was now wearing shorts. I noticed I had a big gash and scrape on the inner side of my left leg, just to the side of my kneecap. I may have had a similar gash on my right leg. The gash was deep and red, but it wasn't bleeding. The scrape was only white, as if I'd only scraped the top layer of skin.

I knew this was what my legs would look like if I'd been in the same bike accident as my nephew had just been in. I asked my nephew, who was up and walking around alright, "How the heck did I get your injuries after you rode the bike?"

I figured to myself that there may have been some kind of empathic connection between us. For some reason, I may have kept getting my nephew confused in my mind with my brother.

I was now standing before my nephew's bike, which was just stood up, while my nephew was running around playing, possibly with my other nephews. My legs may now have been fine.

My nephew's bike had a lot of chrome on it, as if it were now some kind of mix between a bicycle and a motorcycle. There were thick, chrome wheel-guards and a smallish, chrome mechanism like an engine. The engine seemed to be fastened right into the front end of the triangle of the bike's frame.

My nephew ran up to the bike and began looking at the reflections in the chrome. He said that he could see his own reflecion in the chrome, but he couldn't see mine.

I said that maybe he was standing in the wrong place. My nephew was looking mainly at the reflections on the engine's chrome. I suggested he look at the reflections on the wheel-guard's chrome. My nephew may have done this. But I still don't think he saw me.

Dream #2

There was a concert with some guy, singing some famous song that I can't remember. It was a really emotional kind of ballad. The guy was on a dark stage, apparently just a sound-stage for a TV studio. He was surrounded by either thin walls or tilting or triangular towers of TV screens. One light shone down on him, and a high-angled TV camera was taping him.

There was some really famous part in the song that apparently everybody knew because it was so melodic and emotional. Everybody also knew when the famous part came in, because the buildup to that part in the song was so pronounced.

But when the really famous part of the song came on, the camera view switched from being on the main singer to being on a kind of TV camera view of a TV screen. The image on the screen was a little grainy, not very stable, and monochrome, with a blue-green kind of tint. There may have been little time-code letters and numbers running across the top of the screen.

Robert Plant's head and shoulders were in the view of the screen. Plant looked very young, like he looked in the 1970s. He was wearing some shirt that exposed a lot of his chest.

Plant was supposed to be singing harmony on the really famous part of the song that the main singer was singing. But now the time for the harmony part had come in.

Plant almost missed his cue to start singing -- in fact, he started about half a beat late, and he fumbled even then. He was tilting his head and looking off to his left.

It became very apparent to me that Plant was reading the words of the song off a teleprompter. But this didn't help him much. He was hardly getting the rhythm of the song, and he'd sometimes slur or mumble the words, or say them at a much slower pace than the main singer.

I was really surprised. Robert Plant was supposed to be a pro, one of the best. But he wasn't even doing the karaoke version of this song -- a song apparently everybody in the world knew -- correctly!

Dream - Lucid

I know there was more to this dream than this, but this is all I can really recall right now.

I was in what looked like a bedroom. The carpets were dark red. I remembered something from my waking life (which happens quite a bit in my regular dreams as well as lucid), and that somehow got my brain to the conclusion that I was dreaming.

I started to walk through the room, and the right side of my vision went out. I started trying to get it back, but it felt like my eye was shut so tightly, that it would open my real eye if I tried too hard. I decided to wait it out.

I walked by a bed that was on my right. In front of me, was...me. I was there, sitting on the floor. My hair was pulled back into a ponytail, I was wearing a white shirt, and I was sitting Indian-style on the floor, looking at me and smiling. Curious, I approached myself, hoping to ask some questions.

By this point, my vision had fixed itself.

I came up to myself sitting on the floor. I looked, and where I had been sitting there was now some sort of kitchen appliance machine still in its box instead. The box was white and was in a shopping bag. Weird. I started trying to figure out what that could have meant.

I then was outside in the daytime. I saw a huge, clear, beautifully vivid rainbow. I was with someone, my dad I think. He was standing in front of and facing me. I told him to turn around and look, because I could see that the rainbow was about to fade. The sun started to set very quickly as the sky turned orange and red. The rainbow's colors darkened but were still vivid. My dad turned to look, and the rainbow started to morph. The top of the rainbow started to break up and turn until it was a bunch of vertically-facing dark-colored bands sitting on top of the rest of the rainbow. My dad pointed out what was going on extremely matter-of-factly, but I can't remember what he said.

I remember i was in some kind of a mall but not bying thing's, I was screwing with people. There was this large male who i loved to troll like i pulled his pants down and he started chasing me then i looked back at him and hit him in the face xD. Then he just dessapeared somewhere. Later some kid was walking across me and i tripped him and he fell and dissapeared again. Finnaly there was this chick with a bright green shirt i don't actually remember what i did to her but she started chasing me to . I got to say it was pretty fun. Also i remember that i got tired and asked the girl to have a little break. She agreed got my "breath" back and started running again i was getting kind of excited and so i woke up. The last moment's of the dream were semi-lucid for sure becouse i thought it was kinda strange for me to do this im pretty sure the excitetment of becoming lucid woke me up.

P.S I feel like im getting my reccall back SCORE!!!

I finally decided yesterday that I would actively pursue Lucid Dreaming as an interesting hobby. And depending on my success, that is to say how often I'm able to conjure them, it could lead to other 'things'. The first thing I did was investigate the physical aids to Lucidity. What I discovered was that those aids were no magic pill. They were and are designed to create dream signs. To me, a dream sign is an aspect of your current dream that is directly and immediately being influenced by something in the wakeing world...such as flashing lights of a mask or your need to go to the bathroom.

I went to bed last night without expecting anything to happen, though before I fell asleep I realized I would need to go to the bathroom during the night but I was too lazy to get up. As it turns out this was the exact perfect thing, because during my dreaming (and I only recognized this after the fact) there was a lot going on with jugs of orange juice or soda. It was the dream sign of water or liquid and it was filling my dream because of my need to go to the bahroom.

The key is to keep the stimulus (whatever it is) low profile enough so that you don't immediately wake up when it begins, but also constant enough that your mind creates dream signs around it.

Moving forward I plan on performing a Reality Check any time I come into contact with a liquid, that would be either drinking water/coffee or carrying a container of water.

Reflecting back, the "full bladder" dream signs have always involved liquid in some way.

And I choose this way as the cheapest and easiest means.

This should get interesting...

Fragments

Alex Ferguson was in my kitchen.

Dream

I was in a reveresed version of my auntie's house and we were throwing a surprise party for my big cousin. Some of the family I recognised but some other people I did not. When he was near the house everyone ran out of the house, when he pulled up everyone cheered "Happy Birthday!!!".

We then went inside and it gets hazy from there, then I wake up.

Last night I had a dream, and it happened in the ten minutes before I woke up to do my first WILD. (Which failed, by the way. But I did get to the part where you feel like you're moving!!!!!!!!)

I was with one of my friends, who asked me if I wanted to meet some of her friends who I had never met before. We all grouped up together, and started walking up a path next to a road. When I asked where we were going to go, they wouldn't tell me, but they knew that I would enjoy it. For about the first time in my recorded dreams, the sky was grey and the ground was wet, like it had just stopped raining, but could continue at any moment. The air was crisp and fresh. We walked up the main road from one estate to the next, but halfway up we took a turning into the woods. (This isn't really that unusual for me, I often take shortcuts like this). The trees were all wet and coated with dew. We turned to the right, where the overhead trees were suddenly shorter, and almost replaced with shoulder height bushes. On my right, there were bushes, and on my left, there was a mound of snow of about the same height. We were probably walking in an irrigation ditch, because there was nothing else to my left for about half a mile, and what was there half a mile away was just a line of trees. It soon became night time, meaning that I couldn't see my body or anybody else's for that matter, just their heads and the sky.

The field that we were walking alongside got cut off with a line of trees, and on my left the trees became taller again. We climbed a hill, and ahead I could see several square shaped mountains. We went back down the other side, and walked around the next hill. At the bottom of all the hills were valleys, where there was no snow. In the valleys, there were just rocks. Some of them were quite big, and some of them were just the size of a block of post-it notes.

The strange thing about the rocks and the reason why I was taken there was because somebody had painted on every single rock a logo, phrase, pattern, object or anything else that might have came to mind. The rocks weren't wet. We all sat down on the snowy hills (I'm beginning to think the hills weren't covered in snow, but were actually just piles of snow. That would explain better why the rocks weren't covered in snow or wet) and ate some sandwiches. I finished mine before everybody else, and started looking through the rocks. There was a couple with smiley faces on, that I was really happy with! I was quite upset when I saw one with nothing on, because I actually fell to my knees yelling 'NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!' when I saw it, but it only took me a few more seconds to realise that it was a snail... :/

I don't remember much more. But it does remind me of a bike ride I went on a few weeks ago with my dad, which brings up that other dream I had. But I'll think about posting that when I have the time, and the proper dream journal with all the details, or maybe just full access to the internet XD Hope you enjoyed :3

So I wrote down some notes once i woke up, heres the summary.

First dream i recall involved lots of parkour type jumping and flipping being recorded on my gopro camera, running around a kinda futuristic mall and I really remember doing a big frontflip to handstand to spinning flip thing that would have been very impossible in real life down a slight (like 5%) decline, as with many dreams i rember almost floating above the ground either being so strong or weightless. Then later on in the dream I remeber dealing with hiding my friends bag of marijuana that was in a large bag of paintballs on the roof of this kind of mall place. Then looking for the parked car somewhere in the parking garage and having a impossibly difficult time finding it. Then there was this part where I had sex with a girl who had animal fetishes that then turned into some kind of root bound carrot creature..? towards the later dreams i remeber leaving a younger child behind that I was supposed to be watching for some reason then veiwing his interaction in a third person view of him being upset at this groups actions and slapping many of them in disaproval but also handing out suckers to the older people and somehow having a happy ending from what i recalled.

I didnt get much detail I remeber because I couldnt ignore the music being played in the living room that was kind of frustrating my attempts at recalling my dreams upon awakening.

This was a weird one. It started out at the beach in a house I don't own sort of browny glossy fancy look, very big. My cousins asked me if they wanted to go get Mt. Dew with them and I said no. After that I remember my dad saying "Hey, let's go astral project" which was very weird because my dad doesn't even know what that is as far as I know.

So we wen't to the out house I'm not sure where it was, nowhere near the original house, and then we were turning off all the lights and he said it was too noisy so he gave up. Next I was walking to my parents room and they were doing 'it' (lol) and they yelled at me to get out and they locked the door.

I honestly have no Idea how I didn't become lucid since my dad knows nothing about AP and I don't even own a beach house anymore. Maybe I should try for 8 hours of sleep instead of my regular 5 to 6.

The old shared dreaming class had gotten together again. We were trying to prove that there was a parasite attacking us. A research team had gotten interested in our idea and invited us to participate in a controlled setting.

The parasite would only attack us while we were sleeping. While we were asleep, it would appear in the physical realm and cause chaos.

The researcher divided us up into partners and split us off into rooms. The rooms were old solitary confinement rooms that had been semi-converted into something barely acceptable. The door had not been converted from its original form, and thus would still lock us in. We would need someone to unlock the door for us if we wanted to leave.

The researcher had prepared a presentation the next day to prove or disprove the existence of this parasite. If no findings were found, then she would tell her colleagues that we were loonies.

I was in the room. My partner had dozed off but I couldn't sleep just yet.

There was a picture of an alien hanging on the wall. I watched it's face transform before my very eyes, as if I was tripping out.

I knew that the parasite had been unleashed in this room because my partner had dozed off. I didn't want to stay in this room anymore! I couldn't fall asleep if there was some freaky ass ghost thing walking around!

The parasite appeared in front of me and started laughing and I felt powerless. She began to attack and the other shared dreaming students appeared in their dream-bodies in front of me. She was surprisingly powerful and mindbending, but we took her down.

I woke up the next morning, excited to tell the researchers what happened. I attempted to open the door to leave, but remembered that I was locked in. I looked at my watch, it was 9am!

The researcher's presentation started at 9am, and if we could not leave the room to tell her what happened, then she would regard our experiment as failed.

I knocked on the door trying to be let out, but no one ever came and I had to remain in the solitary confinement cell.

I was in some kind of resort by the beach. I never saw the waters of the beach, though. I was with friends/relatives, but I'm not sure if I saw them.

I was walking one afternoon, the sun not visible, around the area, with coconut trees everywhere, when I saw a lion. I ran, and it chased me. I was not afraid. More like worried that the others might get in trouble, so I called the lion to me. I climbed up the coconut tree, and it lost interest in me.

I noticed that from afar there's a lioness. She was looking at something to the right. Worried that it might be my companions, I called her attention. I think I threw something in her direction. Both she and the lion went after me.

I was no longer on a coconut tree. I was standing on some desks that are not too high, and that the lion might be able to climb easily.

I'm at Charles Xavier´s mansion. I´m an X-Men.
I'm Wolverine.

The mansion is white with brown doors. It has tall columns, white as well.

In a room is Gambit and Storm . In another room is a younger Storm.
She wants to be the successor of the older one.
The older Storm, doesn´t think the new one is good enough to succeed her.

I decide to test the new one and we both go to the Danger Room to train.

She flies a bit and then lands in front of me.

She raises her hands and I see, from the the tips of her fingers, yellow rays coming out in cascade.
I think that the visual effect is very poorly done.
We struggled a little, and I think she's got enough technique.
The wooden door separating the room of Gambit and the Danger Room is closed, and suddenly it is covered with a metal door that closes and locks us into the Danger Room.
I look at the window and i think:
"I'm Wolverine,i have mutant healing factor, so I do not think it will cost nothing if i throw myself through the window.
I think the pieces of glass will not hurt me at all."
I run towards the window and run through it. I Land on the other side, the porch, without any pain.

First I was at a college frat type party. It was a pool party, and I was 'lucky' to be there. The new recruits were floating on floaty things on the pool and the goal was not to be flipped over, so I lay there very still and never got flipped over. But instead of being praised for the smart thinking they secretly made fun of me. Then someone mentioned how I needed 104 FB comments in order to stay at the party which gave me an idea for a new movie.

The cool buy nerdy male lead some how makes it to a party where the popular girl he likes is, but he needs to keep his FB popularity up in order to stay at the party and get noticed by the girl, so his cute but unnoticed best friend girl helps him to do that and antics ensue at the party.

Then I dreamt I was at the library and found a book called something like "RPG hero something something" and I had heard of it but never read it. I opened it and all it was was chapters of maps of a fictional world. I found out you make your character and then read/play through the story like in D&D except the book is the the DM and you play by yourself. In my dream I thought that sounded fun and after I woke up it still sounded fun, but as I think about it it wouldn't really work/wouldn't be any better than playing a video game.

No lucid dreams. I fell asleep while trying MILD, and I did the WBTB earlier than expected, because I forgot to take out the trash last night.

Before I woke up to take the trash out, all of my "dreams" consisted of these faux "reality checks" on loop. It's like my mind was just running through them over and over, but it really wasn't a dream if that makes sense. I wouldn't call it a dream anyway. If I did call it a dream, then the entire time leading up to the WBTB was a constant loop dream of my checking my hands as the reality check. Maybe I need a good night's rest? At least they are happening A LOT in my sleep now, so there's that.

When I went back to sleep after the WBTB, I really started to dream. Perhaps my REM periods were too short in the time leading up to the WBTB, and maybe that's why I had these "dreams." But ANYWAY...


The first thing I remember is walking with Maria to some place. I think we were seeing each other or something.

Then, there was this dream where it was Sean's birthday. It was actually his birthday in real life on the 26th, so that makes sense. For his birthday, we were getting him this really expensive chocolate, which sounds pretty depressing now that I think about it. Anyway, before that we were having really expensive pizza, and we only had one. It was like we were running out of pizza fast, and we were worried we would have to pay for another, or that the other one wouldn't come in time - oh wait!...it was that we were running out, and we paid for the other already, but we were afraid that it wasn't coming. Then I had to go get the chocolate. It was in the closet of this room that I would be in in a later dream. In the closet, there was this big machine, not unlike a coffee bean dispenser in a supermarket, except this one was a lot more futuristic and electronic. The chocolate was shaped like pumpkin seeds, and the pricing was $75.87 to start. You needed to put that much down to buy any in the first place. After you were going to buy a certain amount, the price started going up. I couldn't figure out the stupid machine, because the interface was horrible. There were three buttons placed on the machine so that there was one button on top of another, and another button next to the bottom one. The top button went through the selections, and the bottom button went back, but if you pressed the bottom one, you had to press the button next to it to make it so the top button would be set to cycle through the selections again, otherwise it would now be the "confirm order" button. Anyway, I was getting annoyed, and my mom came over, I'm now guessing to ask me what was taking so long. When she was helping me, we were in some weird train station with the same machine. I have no idea why, it didn't have to do with anything, and we ended up back in the room right after this whole thing. I tried messing with the machine again, and I finally found the one we were going to get Sean, but I accidentally hit the "confirm order" button. So we bought one piece of pumpkin seed sized chocolate for $75.87. I said I was sorry to my mom, saying it was because of the bad interface. I had to explain what an interface was to her, and we were both getting annoyed.

Then, it was DE that we were back at the party, but it wasn't the party, and it was in our old house now. I remember seeing the porch, but I don't remember what happened there. Then I had to get something that was in my room. My room was the room that is in my current house. When I got there, I couldn't open my eyes, so I couldn't see, and was blindly searching through my room. I finally got my eyes half open, and I looked in the mirror to see what was wrong with them. I could see that they were blood shot, and I could see in the mirror on my ceiling by the fan, was this wild and swift smoke that moved across the ceiling towards me. I freaked out and went downstairs to the dining room. The dining room was DE that it was my old house, but it looked mostly like my current dining room, with some minor touches here and there that hinted at the old house. There were a bunch of girls there, and I was explaining to them that there was a ghost in the house. Then I walked out onto the back porch and there was a lot of dudes that took off on their bicycles like it was this big tradition. I went to sit down at the table on the porch, and suddenly I was at the beach with Chrissy/Cassandra. I don't know exactly which one it was, and it may have been DE that it was both in the same body. We were watching videos on my phone, but I forget what they were, but they may have been the video I saw in my next dream.

I was in the room that had the chocolate machine in the closet. Now that I think about it, this room was a lot like the room I stay in at Dad's, except there was only one closet. There was only one bed in the middle of the room rather than two beds on both sides. I had my keyboard on the bed with me, and I think there was another machine there too. The keyboard was playing this extremely loud drone music, and it was fricken amazing, and I don't even like drone music. Then I looked at the TV, and there was this movie or something on. Ben Stiller was the main character, and the part I saw was that he was at the site of this big fire, and as he's walking, he comes up to Batman, and Ben Stiller was like, "Wait, but you're a good guy. What are you doing here?" Batman looked down at these pencils he had in his hands and said, "I was hoping the cameras would see..." It was like he needed the world to know that he can read and write like a big boy, and he was ashamed that he was doing such a selfish thing. Ben Stiller walked along a little more and came to an evil Batman, and said, "Wait, but you're the bad guy. What on earth are you doing here?" The evil Batman took one look at Ben Stiller and said something along the lines of, "BBLLLAARRRGGH!! I'm gonna kill everyone!" Or maybe it was, "BBLLAARARRRRGGHHH!!! I'M GONNA EAT YOU!!!"

And that was what I woke up with.