non-lucid

Fragments

There was a boxing match and when it was finished the winner was being unsportsmanlike until WWE Diva Beth Phoenix got in his face and made him step off. Natalya was there too.

I was watchign TV in a flat with my family and some band was on, Greg Eagles (the guy who played Grim from Billy and Mandy) was on drums.

Dream

I was in a small room with some guys having a party the room had a green tint and I looked like that idiot Micah Richards. I had a bowl of food in it and I took some roti out with my hand and placed it on the table.

We were sharing stories and one guy who Clark Duke from Hot Tube Time Machine asked me about a previous party and I said "You know when everyon'es shankin' (stabbing) and you pull out a bass guitar and kill everyone."

Then the dream went into 3rd person perspective and zoomed out to virtually everyone but the two guys I was sitting with ran out.

Ate a couple of slices of cheese and took a vitamin B-6 supplement(100mg) yesterday evening before bed, so I was diappointed that I only remember a fragment of one dream from last night:

I'm in my truck in what looks like a suburban setting. A friend of mine is in another truck close by. We're on our way to the same destination. As I'm getting ready to turn right and drive down this one street, I see my friend take another route. I look toward where he is going, see that it's a shorter route and cut through a gas station parking lot in an effort to get ahead of him. I pull out to the right and get in the left turn lane at a traffic light. I look in my rearview mirror for my friend, don't see him and realize he has taken a different route.
The light changes and I make the left turn, driving across a bridge that spans a small river or canal. Once on the other side, I make a left turn and follow the road, looking to see which way my friend went. It's slow going because there are cars in front of me and one of them is driving really slow. Eventually, though, I see the road my friend had taken (a straight shot with no traffic lights) and realize he is now way ahead of me.

Warning... There is a drug reference here...

This is the second dream I remember of this night. It was quite nightmare-ish, actually. I'm terrified of needles. That might be a nice aid to your reading 'experience'... Hehehe

Well, I was walking to my maths classroom, which also happened to be an IT (computer) classroom. The blue line in the top left is the door. The brown block iis the teacher's podium. The green is the chairs, the white is the tables, and the grey is the floor. The pink cirle is where I sit. Other markings will be explained later. I hope the diagram helps!!

I walked into my classroom. Like most students, they like to mess around a lot. As I walked in, the person sitting where the yellow circle is asked me if I wanted to have some water. I told him that I didn't really, but he said that I looked thirsty, so I took a tiny sip, and walked to the pink circle, my seat. What seemed like only two minutes later, and everybody in the room was talking about drugs and injecting themselves! I wanted to get as far away as possible, so I put up my had to tell the teacher that I wanted to leave the room. She ignored me, so I went round to where the purple hexagon is and curled up in a ball, trying to stay as far away from the table as I could without sitting on the teacher's stuff. I then realised that the drug must have also been in my drink. I wondered if it was addictive, and what the side effects are. Most of my class were acting loopy, but then again they do that a lot.

Not too long later, the teacher asked what was wrong. I asked if I could talk to her outside for a moment, and she went outside. Everybody was talking about somebody who had died because of the drugs he had taken, and how it was quite common for people to die if they took this drug. Outside of the classroom, the teacher also injected herself. I decided to just get my bag on the way out and run home. I tried to keep my arms as close to my body as I could on the way through the classroom, because I wasn't wearing anything over my arms, and I tried to walk straight down the middle of the classroom, but on the way out, the person at the red star grabbed my arm, looked up at me, smiled in a scary way and then I felt a prick. I couldn't see a needle anywhere but I knew I was being injected. I pulled my arm away and hit the person in the face (hehehe) and then I woke up.

No nap, some red vine, bed at 22.30, didn't fall asleep untill much later.

first fragment at 2.20am - I was "on the other side of the river" - I feel like it was not ment literaly

second fragment at 4.05 am - I was in a summer camp for LD-ing
at 6am - also something about camp for lucid dreaming

third fragment at 7.50am - I was in Liguria, Italy

Oct.22, Sunday, no nap, some beer, bed at 11pm, woke up from a dream at 5.30am.

I was with some friends looking for a new place with help of a realtor;

Then I'm giving a ride to some girls, but one of them is driving, because we were going down some steep hill and I didn't want to drive that way. We arrive to town and I drop them of in front of store called Target. But they forget to give me my keys, so I follow them through some security checkpoint, which is no longer to the store, but to the cruise ship. To my surprise, I get through without any problem.

Another dream at 7.48am - again with some unpleasant people from my past.

I had two dreams on this day. The first was about a holiday. My brother, dad and I all got out of our car, and it was significantly cooler outside. The breeze was quite refreshing. We were parked next to a long field. It looked quite healthy, and the sun was up and everything was sweet! We had to walk across the field, where there was a gap in the trees. Through the gap, there was a courtyard type street, with a small swimming pool and small wooden shed, which happened to be a shop. We didn't go in, but the door was open and we could see that the man was old, and selling inflatables, which were dusty and bleached by the light coming through the window. There was also a hotel, which dad said was ours.

On the inside, it was more like an apartment, with a reception and everything was square, and business like. We went up two flights of stairs, each with a painting on the wall on the way up. Both the paintings were the same, and the first floor was exactly the same as the ground floor. On the second floor, though, there was three doors leading to bedrooms. Two on the left corridoor, and one at the end. The corridoor was really short, though. Probably only about three or four meters long.

We went into our room, and dad started unpacking. My brother and I were looking around our room, which had one bed, and a desk. Two women came in, wearing suits. They must have been between twenty and twenty five, and one of them was black. They asked if my brother and I would like to come and hang out with them whilst dad unpacked. Ross decided to stay, but I went. They had the room that was at a right angle to ours. They had a double bed at the far side of the room, and on the left they had a desk with a laptop on it. There was a table to the right, which one of the women sat on. There was a window behind the table, and next to the bed was a fold up mini trampoline.

We talked about the trampoline, and then I went on the trampoline, and that's as far as I can remember.

My mind was too tired to give me a lucid, and I tried a bit too hard I guess. My mind gave me very chaotic dreams pieced together from loads of different details, I suspect I wasn't asleep very heavily. My conscious missed so many cues and dream signs when I woke up I felt like slapping myself.
I faintly remember two dreams though:

First Dream:
We were playing badminton, me, my brother, my dad, my mum, my sister, my sister's friend and her mum. I'm usually good at it, so I expected to win in a team that consisted of me, my brother and a random guy. However, I found I couldn't even hit the shuttle, and they quickly won 30:4 although I counted their points to be around 8. I got pissed off and went to my mum's and dad's Halal restaurant (we don't own a Halal restaurant and we're Catholic in real life) and complained, but they just told me to go away. Since it was time for my next school lesson (turned out the badminton was in PE), I grabbed my trumpet case and walked out, but then realised that it had to trumpet in it. A girl walked up to me and opened her case with my trumpet and gave it to me. I took out her mouthpiece and gave it back to her, asking how she got my trumpet, to which she replied something I can't remember. She walked away.

Second Dream:
Same setting, my front garden in Poland. A very noisy rubbish truck was on my lawn driving towards the gate. My dad got a motorbike and followed it, my brother got like a bicycle-motorcycle thing and got on it, and he held a bicycle next to it so that I could keep up with them by being pulled by my brother. We pulled up to the right of the guy, who was black with sunglasses and a cigarette. I saw that somehow traffic lights were installed on the gate to my house.
Finally, the gate opened and we drove out. The guy went left, we followed him. He sped off into the distance along with my dad on his motorcycle, me and my brother had a bit of trouble keeping balance. In the middle of the road we fell off, and both laughed. When we got back on and reached the crossroads of the next street, there was no sign of the rubbish truck left, just my dad, and he told us a joke which I thought I had heard before. My brother found it funny.
Then we drove up to the church on that street, although irl it does not exist, and we went inside. We navigated the various pews, tables and confessionals until we found a table that was empty. My brother told me to sit down at it, so I did, while he sat in the pew in front with an old woman.
Then the mass began and something happened, I don't know what, but it boosted me to a level of lucidity.
The church suddenly disappeared in a blue matrix-like pattern, and I could see my brother's face saying that we finally made it to lucidity. I flew across a space, then lost my lucidity again: it was a very unstable dream all along.
Then there was something with a Rihanna video, and then something about Doctor Who and computer programs and my friends, but I can't remember what.

The End

I had this dream last night, I'm late to record, here's what I can remember.
I was in a zombie takeover, the few remaining survivors had gathered in wal-mart. We needed AA batteries for some reason and ammunition for the few guns we had, which I distinctly remember were mine, I provided them.
A female survivor tells me all the AA batteries in the main battery aisle have been used up. We'll have to sneak some from the front. We quietly walk to the front by the registers, and find one of those battery kiosks. I grab one of the big packs and say something akin to "glad that's over with."
We then head to the back to get the ammunition, I had to remind her of this and as we're heading to the back of the store, the dream ends.

I am restarting my dream journal after about 7 months off, due to neglect. BTW, I hate this new format, I like to have a thread with all my dreams in it, since these journals are mostly for us am I right?
Anyways,
2/26/11- Had a dream last night that I met Andrew Zimmern from "Bizarre Foods." He started by telling me some of the places he had been, and we actually did try some bizarre foods. I can't remember what we specifically tried though.
I do remember as he was leaving he kind of flat out told me that he doesn't like me, I was really shocked. He said I basically asked him too many questions and wouldn't let him talk. As he left I asked him another question saying, this will be my last. I told him I was going to Vietnam in the summer and asked if he could recommend any good restaurants. His reply was "You're going to Vietnam, that'll be a journey."
End of dream
couple of things I noted, I'm not actually going to Vietnam, but I am going to Spain, definitely interesting. Also I kind of already have a good interpretation of this dream.

I was traveling, either to Dumaguete or to Manila. I was in a Ceres bus terminal. The place Bais also went to my mind. Solimar was there, when we were in the bus terminal's comfort room. Mood/Theme: faded yellow and black. Night.

I was part of a sports team. Not sure what sport. There were a lot of us. It was after a game, or some time after a game. The coach will treat us to a restaurant. We're not sure what restaurant, so we opted for Mang Inasal (I'm not sure if it's called that in the dream). Coach ordered a "bucket" of chicken inasal, but I find it too small. And there's no rice. I wanted rice, so I ordered my own meal of chicken inasal with rice.

I was on the airport. An airplane. I was going to Manila. The mood changed from dull yellow to sunny day.

I was watching TV with my family (as I used to do before I moved to Taiwan) including some extended family and a girl I didn't know. Then I started trying to make energy balls between my hands and suddenly I knew I was dreaming. I sat where I was and looked around, wrung my hands a bit to stabilize the dream. This seemed to put the dream "more in focus" the brightness visibly changed. Then I got up to explore, trying not to get too excited and wake myself up. That happened anyway of course and I woke.

This is my second night trying to get back into Lucid Dreaming. Rereading Stephen LaBerge's Exploring Lucid Dreaming. It's a good sign that I'm not completely hopeless.

I remember getting some bill/ticket in the mail for my Jeep (don't even own it anymore) and my pops was trying to get the info to help me pay it. I was more mad that I got the ticket, but some of it rolled over to him.

October 10, 2011

This is a dream I had a couple of weeks ago, before I joined DV.

I was in some sort of futuristic arena building, similar to my high school combined with The Grid, from Tron. It was filled with people, who were all supposed to compete in some sort of event. A buzzer sounded, and everyone took off.

There were large colored spots on the ground, which when you touched, improved the strength of one of your body parts. For example, the blue spots would make your right arm stronger, the yellow spots would make your left foot faster, and so on. The spots would shrink a little each time someone gained a power up from it, until there was none left.

Finally, another buzzer sounded, and we were all equipped with large paint balls. We had to throw the paint balls at the other people to try to knock them out of the competition, sort of like dodgeball. I had been doing very well, but I accidentally hit myself.

Everyone who had gotten out were put into a line to have some small backpack thing hooked up to them, but the dream ended before I reached the end of the line.

Analysis: I had recently seen one of my friends playing a Tron Light Cycle game, and had been to school , so that explains the setting. The rest I'm not sure about, though.

Category: Non-Lucid Dream

Lucidity: 1/10
Clarity: 6/10
Length: 3/10
Enjoyment: 4/10
Overall: 3.5/10

Lucid dream, wewt.

I was in a tower that reminded me of a fancy hotel. It fit the image of the inside of most towers; made mostly of stairs. Not spiral staircase, though, surprisingly. The inside of the tower was all beige and lined with crimson, and had occasional windows, allowing much sunlight through. I was at the top of the staircase, battling a man, who looked like he would make a good movie star, seemingly for no reason.

He had some sort of short, metal stick. Whenever I blocked it; I was surprised that the metal was room temperature instead of cold. I found myself jealous of the man, short sticks were really fun to swing around. He wasn't even using it, barely tapping me when he hit me. I had only my hands, and it was difficult to hit him when the surface was not level.

I was driving him down the stairs, though, anyway. He couldn't do much but block with his stick; the stairs wouldn't let him kick and keep balance, but I could. I kept advancing and he had no chance but to move back.

This will make for a neat DJ post, I thought, ignoring my awareness that this was a dream.

We finally hit the level surface at the bottom of the tower, at which point I hooked my elbow around his neck, sidestepped behind his right foot, and twisted my hip. He fell to the floor and could not recover in time to follow me out the door.

I ended up on a bus without much transition in between. I sat in the front, on the left side. I looked out the window. There were many big, white houses, separated from the road by a series hills with hedges on top.
I looked down at the road, not thinking anything in particular.

Then it hit me.
Duh. Dream.

The dream felt like it was destabilizing; but I caught it.

"Anchor dream," I cheered, getting out of my seat and realizing I was now in the back of the bus. "anchor dream, anchor dream, dream anchor, anchor anchor dream anchor dream dream,"
I was now skipping down the aisle.

Before I could reach the door, the bus disintegrated. I hovered parallel to the ground, and decided to go for a walk.

I saw a dream character to my right, in the forest. I still haven't talked to a DC yet. I crossed my fingers as I entered the forest.

As usual where I live, the forest was not at all dense, but sunny, and made completely out of tall pine trees. The forest ground was covered with a thick layer of pine needles.

I got within three meters of the DC and woke up.

Operation Downfall:
I was waiting together with my specialised fighting team in front of a forsaken building. Someone from the regular police brought us a snack, and a bunch of nothingness happened. He invited us to some sort of festival of protection. As we arrived there 2 of my comrades said "It's silent, too silent", and shortly afterwards we heard screams, the defense platform looked organic, infected. We were attacked by some strange lifeforms who killed everyone else already. We fought our way deeper into the complex, were some other people fought for survival, with no success. I remember the complex was led by some decadent humans, probably the reason for the attack.

Random game stuff:
There was some sort of RPG system in the dream and I had 2 points in the rocket launcher stat, and I was in some sort of pub with a portal. I've been shown some scenes of another game and some comments why this game was supposed to be good, the landscapes were mostly snowy. There also were some moves from Donkey Kong (smash brothers).

Neutron apocalypse cleaner:
I was on a planet which was in pretty bad shape, sorta fallout like. I went into a building and fought of some enemies, afterwards I activated a self cleaning system (probably an advanced neutronbomb, like the one in Noveria/Mass Effect). All enemies were killed and nothing else was damaged, however the inner structure of the complex slightly changes.