non-lucid

Dream - Lucid

I felt myself moving into a dream. I wanted to sit up, but not until I knew for sure I was dreaming.

Everything was then very dark around me, like it was the dead of night. I saw a window in my room where it wasn't supposed to be. I kept saying in my head
"I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming."
I sat up, feeling no resistance, but then, I suddenly snapped back down like a rubber band.
Bummer.

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I was in high school band again. I had my bass clarinet out, and I was playing it, just messing around a little. I was standing, then I was sitting in the band at some point. A girl I used to know, Cathy I think, was playing a tenor sax. She was just beginning to learn how to play it. I looked over at her. The tenor sax looked HUGE. I mean, those things are already pretty damn big, but this one was as wide as a tenor and as long as my bass clarinet.

I looked at my reed. I realized that this was the first time I had gotten my bass clarinet out since high school, and that I should have checked it out before just putting it together and playing it. Who knows what kinda gross shit was in there? I started to take it apart in the band room while talking to someone.

At some point, I talked to my old band teacher as well.

Dream skip.

I was about to see Chris again, for the first time in almost a year. Lots of things had changed; he was dating someone else and we hadn't really talked since January. I was really excited to see him.

Then, Chris was there. We were hanging out in an off-white room, I don't know where we were. I know everything was very clear and bright, like it was in the middle of the day. We were laughing and catching up, having a great time. I wanted so badly to tell him how much I had missed him, how much I wanted to spend more time with him. I wanted him to leave his girlfriend and come back to me, but I never said that. I couldn't bring myself to. Regardless, we did some hugging. It was nice.

Chris and I were then on a train. It was a strange train, as it ran on a single track that was raised up above the land, like a monorail. Below the tracks was green grass; we were in the country. The conductor wasn't there, so Chris had to drive the train. I was in there with him. The car was empty and colored grey steel. The only thing it had was a small steering wheel that looked like the steering wheel to a pirate ship, only smaller. I watched out the window as Chris drove the train. We took a curve and had a really close call; the train almost fell of the tracks, but Chris adjusted enough to fix it.

Then, I looked ahead on the tracks. There was a sharp curve coming up, and the track looked corroded. Chris did the best he could, but the train fell on its side and almost all the way off of the track. The right wall of the train fell out, and so did Chris. I rushed over as he was falling and grabbed his hand, saving him from falling to the ground some distance below. I had a rush of adrenaline as I did this, and felt the need to say something that had been bottling up the whole time we had been hanging out; the whole time we hadn't spoken or seen one another.
"I love you," I said.
He did not respond. What was I expecting?

I pulled him back up into the remnants of the train.

We were then suddenly on the ground below the rail. The ground was no longer grass, but a hard, greyish flooring was below our feet. An official-looking woman approached us. She had her blonde hair pulled back tight, and was wearing a suit.
"So far, 8 people were killed," she said, referring to the accident.
I stepped in and defended Chris, telling her that it wasn't his fault and the track had been corroded.

Then, we were back in that room we were in originally. In a way, it now reminded me of a kitchen. Chris got on the phone, a land line, and was talking to someone about how he would be in San Fransisco in a month. I then remembered that he was moving to Chile in a month (he is in waking life). I started to feel defeated. I couldn't believe I had forgotten that.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was standing in some place like an art museum. I stood at the edge of two rooms, like I was in a third room or a hallway. The two rooms were separated from each other by a small divider. Both of the rooms were pretty wide and airy. But the walls seem to have been spattered with paint, mostly red, with highlights of yellow.

In the room on my right, hanging right next to the dividing wall, was a long, hanging-scroll type of artwork. I may have thought of it as a Japanese painting. But may have been more like an embroidery, with a lot of gold thread. It showed Buddha on the top of a mountain, meditating.

A little, Asian boy ran up to the artwork and began pushing at it. He was pushing at it so hard that the fabric was stretching, becoming gauze-like, semi-transparent. I was panicked that the boy was going to tear the artwork. But I didn't want to say anything to him.

I now noticed that the artwork hung by something like a paper towel roll, through which ran a little rod like a metal clothes hanger. As the boy was pushing, the paper towel roll kept coming more and more off the rod. I knew the artwork would crumple to the ground.

I still felt shy about talking to the boy. But I went and found an older Asian man, who I figured must have been the boy's father. The man was skinny, with coppery skin, a receding hairline, and a slim, square cut of dark, black hair.

The man seemed to have a little trouble understanding English. But once he understood what I was saying, he went after the boy. By this time the artwork had probably been pushed to the ground. There seemed to be smoke, more like the sweetish-smelling stage smoke, all over the place. I seemed to be standing behind waist-high stacks of boxes.

The man and I now stood in another room, which was like the frame of a burnt-out house. There was smoke or steam everywhere around us. But we may basically have been outside, on a kind of yellowy-pale day.

The woman was upset, possibly because the artwork had been ruined. She was telling me and the man that she would be fine.

I now saw from the woman's viewpoint. I told the man (and somebody else?) that I was going to go home and shoot myself in the heart.

Dream #2

I was in a living room with my old friend R. I sat on the floor. R sat either on the floor or on the couch. The room was kind of dim, and there was stuff, including blankets, cluttered all around us.

I had a huge cookie before me. It was maybe 75cm in diameter. It was white, and it may have had something in it, like walnuts or pecans.

R encouraged me to eat the cookie. He seemed to think I was being a bit too shy about it. So I took a piece off the edge of the cookie and ate it.

R now revealed that he had a huge, brown cookie with stuff in it like chocolate chips, but not quite. R had to unwrap his cookie from a clear cellophane wrapper. He began eating his cookie and bragging about how good it was. Something about this was supposed to make me feel bad, like he'd "tricked" me into eating my own cookie while he got to eat his cookie, which was better than mine.

I decided I'd test out R's cookie, so I grabbed a chunk of it and ate it. R looked at me like he wanted to kill me.

Dream #3

It was night. I was in the back of the car with a guy. I sat on the left side. The guy sat on the right.

The guy was kind of tall, heavy, with a rounding jaw and squarish head. He had a short, square haircut with red-brown hair. He wore a black leather jacket. When he spoke, the guy had an accent that sounded Russian to me.

The guy talked about the Federico Fellini movie La Strada. He mentioned a group of people who were in the movie, but more in a sense like the movie was a real-life environment, of which they were a part. They had come into this place as spies. They may have been from the FBI.

The guy said these FBI spies had had such a great time in La Strada. "If they were having such a good time there, why did they go back to America? Why didn't they stay?"

Something about what the guy said didn't make sense to me. It may have been that I'd thought that of course the guys would want to go home: they'd only been here to spy.

We drove past some building like an auto repair garage. The garage door was all clear plexiglass, and the lights were on in the garage. But a couple of guys were pasting a humongous map of the United States up against the garage door, to block the view inside.

This is actually a dream from the other day. It's not very long, but it was really vivid, and when I saw people "liked" it in the "one sentence"-thread, I thought I could post it. It's about inception.

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Hi Dom Cobb:

Okay, as I just said, it's not a very long dream, but again, it was very vivid, and I talked to Dom Cobb (Leonardo DiCaprio), so that was cool. So here we go.

I was standing in a weird city. I looked at the buildings, and saw all the details. The buildings were all grey/black, and the sun was shining, but the sky wasn't blue but white, probably because of clouds. "I've seen this city before.. But where?" I asked myself. 20 meters away, there were other people, and I was just about to walk over and talk to them, when my face suddenly turned into this: .
Right there, in the middle of the town, the city began to be folded, exactly like this:


I ran over to the other people, I thought the world was going to collaps, and I was really freaked out! And then I saw who it was.



I forgot all about the weird city, and said "Hi!". They all said hello to me too, and we began to walk through the town. Everyone looked at us, and seemed to be a little bit mad. Probably because we were in Cobbs dream. I remember I talked to Cobb, but I can't remember what we talked about. Only that it was about dreams, and stuff like that. It was so cool.

Haha, that's amazing when you dream about something like that, because you can find the exactly pictures/videos, and show other people it!

Deep dreams where weird tonight. Holy craps.

Huasca castle.
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I was busy brewing aya. Made 3x3 washes and remembered i forgot to soak em beforehand. I guess i drank the aya because i ended up in a Castle. I had the distinct deja vu feeling of being here before. Either i just dreamed of going there twice because my memory is flawed, but there where loads of games/tracks in this castle. They where very difficult and intense. I remembered the last time i went on the main track i made it 75% of the way before time ran out. I was asked to perform or to be the lead man on this track because there are loads of people doing the same track. I thought it would be easy since i almost made it the last time. Í don't remember being on the track.
The whole dream/scenery was a weird mix of Takeshi's Castle and Unreal Tournament bunnytrack. There was a black kind of wannabee gangster guy from school there. He just laughs at me, the fucker.

In a later, different dream i was in a small tunnel. Kind of reminded me of my intestines in retrospect. I think there where people there. And i was supposed to travel trough the tunnel and come back. I did this routine a bunch of times. Then there was a hole and i jumped in it and here i either woke up or i just don't remember.


Carnival/hotel
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I was riding bycicles with guys. We planned on visiting a carnival somewhere. But we ended up in a really big hotel. With loads and loads of girls all around the place. I remember running trough the hallways having fun and stuff. I don't remember much else but at some point we went to my room with a whole bunch of people. And i was sitting on my chouch and someone put music on, i put some tunes on aswell. I was sitting there and i was very interested in one specific girl. And i was having one girl on my left arm and one on my right arm. I don't quite remember how they looked but i know that one of them had small titties and the other one had medium sized. (ofc, THIS i do remember. )

Later on I was at my niece's house. With her friends and girlfriends. There was one really sweet (young) looking girl that i caught staring at me a lot. She didn't say much the entire time but when we where in the kitchen together i talked a bit and asked her how old she was, i thought she was 16. She said noo no i'm just 13. then i grabbed her anyway and gave her a kiss on the mouth. No tongue just normal kisses. It was really cute.


Skater kids
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I was in another town, it was dark in the evening but there where loads of street lights to luminate the place. I was skating or riding a bike and i noticed a woman on the other side of the street simply passing by. I was riding behind a policewoman on a horse. I did my best to avoid the crap that came out of the horse. It was going a bit slow so i passed her by. Eventually i made it to a hill just above a lake. I was definetly skateboarding here and i might have accidantilly ran over a kid that was also skateboarding. His skateboard fell in the water and he wanted me to go grab it. The hell was freakishly dangerous and u could easily slip and fall on rocks. I tried to climb on the ledge down and asked the kid not to stand on the hell else he might fall. He was stubborn and refused. I realized i coulden't climb down and we walked around to go down. The kid was about 12 year old and we talked a bit. He said he smoked cigarettes and drank alcohol. Dumb kids i thought, already doing all the wrong things. Two of his friends joined us and they where really cool and funny. That's all i remember tho.

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Dream 1:
I am on a mission. Sark is there. I am transported from my small plane to the water. I travel on some strange box-like boat that can only fit one person into a cave at the edge of the water. My father is behind bars on one end of the cave, and Sark is behind bars at the other. They argue and eventually some kind of agreement is reached. As I am leaving, I mouth "you're good" to Sark, and feel quite stupid about myself for saying such strange things.



*Note: Sark is the villian in a series I am watching at the moment called Alias. He is quite a good looking villian

Dream 2:
I was in a fight between two teams in an arena. The arena appeared to be similar to the Colmen Centre at school (large indoor sports centre used for assemblies) and I was on the mezzanine floor near the far right corner. I played a very important role in the fight because I was the healer, and a very good one at that. I used my mind power to conjur coloured mists and lights around my fellow team members to heal them. I could also conjur red sparks to attack the other team. Sometimes I also summoned red clouds which caused intense itching. After a short struggle, we won the game.

When I finished I went down the stairs and sat on the ground with these two little girls. The ground was covered in brown bark, trinkets and toys. We picked up the toys with chocolate balls in them and popped the chocolate in our mouths. I decided I didn’t want to go back to class, instead I would stay here with the girls. One of the girls left and I discovered that the remaining girl was quite intelligent, despite her young age. We talked in all seriousness for a short time. Much to my dislike, the teacher that had been patrolling the area spotted me and the girl. However, she only told me to sit on a chair instead of standing up. Shoving an extremely tall chair beneath me, the teacher made sure I was sitting down and then left.

Eventually I decided I had to go back to class. But for some reason I was in Brisbane Grammar School (another school around my area) which was apparently connected onto my school. I tried to find my way out, seeing that there were many students that I recognized who were also lost and trying to find their way out. I followed them for a little bit, thinking it was better to stick with somebody I vaguely knew than to go off on my own in a foreign place.

I vaguely remember there being love in my dream, but I don’t remember if I was the one feeling it or somebody else was. Or possibly I was, then I changed characters. I specifically remember being with my close friend Amsie and there was a couple kissing next to us. We were laughing about it and timing how long they kissed for on my IPod. We recorded 2 minutes and 34 seconds.

I was in some kind of arena again. I was on one side of the arena, but I had to quickly get to the other before I became trapped by the water in between. The water was quickly rising and I had to race across the sand. There were others in front of me that seemed to have no problem with running across the sand, yet I was significantly slowed by it. However, I still made it in time.

The scene changed. An evil rainbow, white gremlin/alien creature forced me to become a replica of itself. The creature in fact, looked a little bit similar in body shape to Squidward from Spongebob. I had to go around a shopping centre and dance with a line of people in pretty dresses. Or, to be more accurate, dance with a line of dresses with people. Some of them judged me on my dancing out of 10. I specifically remember receiving a 4 because I did not know I was being judged. The second score I received was a 7, which I was quite happy with. At the climax of the dream, the police/judges discovered what the evil gremlin thing was. I waved my hands and signalled that I was just a replica. I was not the evil gremlin thing, it was. From there I had to run for my life around the supermarket to escape the gremlin. I shook off my disguise as I went. It all turned out well in the end, although I do not remember the specific ending.

Side notes: I woke up at about 2:00 am after my first dream, but did not wish to move and write it down. I regret this greatly as I can only remember a tiny fragment from this dream which at 2 am sounded amazing. I wish I remembered more from my second dream also, because I know there are exciting parts that I cannot recall.

Task of the Year: Nightmare On Elm Street
I am in high school, walking down one of the hallways with lockers on both sides of the hall. I am looking for my own locker, and I can't remember where the locker is, but I know I am late heading to my next class. I am getting frustrated with finding my locker and feeling rather stupid… but finally I find it. Great… now I can't remember the combination. I take a hair pin from the floor and start trying to pick the lock to my own locker. It opens and I see my books on the bottom, and there is a kid that looks to be about 8 years old impaled on the coat hanger on the back of the locker. And he is still alive, he is weakly trying to get down, blood coming from his mouth in strangled gasps… A gloved hand explodes through the boy's chest, there are knives on the glove like in Nightmare On Elm Street. The boy's body is broken in half and pulled through a hole in the back of the locker. I look through the hole and see something on the other side, a figure that has some resemblance to Freddy Krueger, but is even uglier and more disgusting… he is eating the flesh off of the boy's arm. He looks up at me and snarls in a horrible grin. Thoughts of Freddy Krueger lead to thoughts of dream demons and thoughts of dreaming… I can fight this guy… this is my dream! I move closer to the hole in the locker and Freddy reaches through to grab hold of me. I grab his hand before he can stab me with the knives and I will not let go, I twist it in a martial arts move and flip him over. The glove comes off in my hands, he glares at me and the dream shifts.

I am now at what looks like a mining site of some kind, I am still holding Freddy Krueger's glove in my hands, but now I see that I am not alone. There are a couple of men there with me, they are getting really close and hot and heavy with each other. They are kissing very passionately and feeling each other up… then they see me and cool it a bit. One of them, a black guy, says the two of them are ready to come out of the closet. Where did Freddy Krueger go? I don't care if these guys are gay or not… I want to find that dream demon. Well, I don't have long to wait. The ground starts to rumble and shake and then a huge worm / snake thing with the face of Freddy Krueger erupts from the ground and bites on to the black guy.

The other guy, a white guy, screams no over and over again, jumping up and down in place like a scared little girl. I still have Freddy's glove… I use the glove and sink the knives into the neck of the worm thing, making it roar in anger and pain and spit the guy out. He is covered in brown goop but seems unharmed. The guy's boyfriend hugs him and now they are both covered in goop. I am focused more on Freddy. He is trying to maneuver around and bite me, but the knives of the glove are imbedded in the thing's neck and I am holding on to that. So his moving around succeeds only in cutting him deeper. I focus on the song Damage Inc. by Metallica to send fire energy right through the glove and into the worm creature. The thing erupts into flames from the inside out and is gone in a blaze of fire which somehow doesn't burn me. I look to see if the two men are alive and they are making love on the ground… naked… covered in goop… yuck… not something I want to see so I wake up.

Viral
I am in a strange underground cavern which I somehow know is located underneath MoSh's inner world, and things have gone very wrong there lately. I look around and see I am in what appears to be a central chamber with many smaller caves branching off to the sides in various directions. Data is suspended in the middle of the room by a vast array of colorful wires which seem to be connecting him to every corner of the cavern and beyond. I have the idea that all of these twisted wires and cables are connecting Data to every aspect of MoSh's inner world. But there is something wrong. Data does not look right, in fact he looks stark raving mad. His eyes have a flashing red glow to them, there is smoke rising from several of the places where the wires are connected to him, and he is laughing maniacally. He seems to not have noticed me. I move towards Data, wondering what is wrong, and he finally notices me and announces I have great timing and I am about to witness the birth of a new era, where all will be perfection and there will be no flaws. Wtf? Apparently Data has lost it… I ask him what he is talking about… he said everything that is flawed will be purged and replaced with pure perfection. I notice that he is also talking strange… "All in the-the-the world that is fla-a-awed will be pur-pur-ged and repla-ce-ce-ce-d with pure per-fect-fect-perfection!" Stuttering beyond belief. Maybe he has a virus? But there's no way he could have a virus… he has penticon CPUs… they don't get viruses, do they? Only one way to find out. I use the penticon processor I have implanted in my head to generate nanites. I send the nanites through one of the cables near me that is connected to Data. Apparently Data registered the intrusion at the last minute, he tries to block the nanites out by disconnecting many of the wires, but it's too late. The nanites are already inside. And there is a virus! The virus has programmed Data to see all biological living beings as flawed and thus must be eliminated, he apparently tried to eliminate Asuka… where is she now? Data doesn't know. That could be a good thing… the last Data saw she was ok at least. I direct the nanites to delete the virus from Data's programming and restore him to optimum operating conditions… and then stick around and act as an anti-virus for Data in the future.

Sweet Sacrifice
I am in a forest walking along a path that has been clearly marked out through the trees. The path looks heavily traveled, there are many footprints heading both directions. I follow the path for a short ways and find there is a small town at one end that looks like something out of a RPG fantasy game. I decide I want to see where the other direction of the path leads before talking to anyone in the village, so I turn and leave before anyone sees me. I hear someone over there is arguing… and I listen in… and it seems some woman is pissed off because she doesn't think her son should be the one to be sent to satisfy the demon… I follow the trail in the other direction, maybe I can see what is going on. The trail leads through a very pleasant forest, the sounds of the birds singing, the wind in the trees… someone screaming in agony… wait… not such a nice sound… I hurry along the path and find a shrine at the end of it. There is a woman there, she looks like a hooker… scantily dressed and appearing sexy, long black hair, unnaturally white skin, bright red lips…

and there is a young man chained to what appears to be an altar. He sees me arrive and can't seem to decide if he wants me to help him or run for my life. The woman has razor sharp finger nails and she uses one to cut a square of skin off the man's chest which she eats in the manner a seductress would eat a particularly tantalizing piece of chocolate. The man screams in pain, which she seems to enjoy as much as the food. She asks if I came to watch or if I want to join in. She laughed. She said leave or I would be dessert. I tell her that could never happen, she can't take me. She seems annoyed at the challenge… she says she hasn't had a fool villager challenge her for a long time, this will be fun. She attacks me, her finger nails grow into massive talons, apparently she thinks she will just rip me open. Epic fail. I form Witchblade into a sword and relieve her of her head. How pathetically weak for a demon… I set the prisoner free just before I wake up

EVE: Fox In The Hole

I am inside a game of EVE Online and I am flying a drake loaded down with heavy missile launchers. Furthermore, I am pissed off. I am pissed off at another player by the username of Foxtrot 02 for recently putting me in a very uncomfortable position involving secrets and backstabbing against the CEO of our online corporation… that gets too convoluted to get into here, suffice it to say I am out for blood. I am flying my drake from asteroid belt to asteroid belt in the solar system Kaaputenen which is where Fox usually hangs out. I finally find him in one of the asteroid belts in his retriever mining some pyro from a couple asteroids.

Normally I am not in favor of attacking an unarmed mining ship, but in this case I make an exception. I open fire on Fox's retriever with a barrage of missiles. He launches his drones, but the drones are barely launched before my missiles wipe his retriever from existence. Fox's pod is now floating in space. Boom! I blast the pod before he can warp away. In the chat window I see Fox is cursing fluently at me, I tell him that's what he gets for the position he put me in. He says I will pay for that and then goes silent. Shortly later Fox warps back into the asteroid belt, this time he is in a tengu…

which is an advanced battleship. Wait a minute… Fox can't fly a tengu! But there it is… While I am wondering how it is even possible he blows up my drake. I launch in my fire valkyrie instead of my pod, however. Now it is his turn to pull a "wtf" and have the hesitation prove fatal. I blast his tengu into debris. I then blast his pod. Ha! That's twice, Fox! I blasted you twice! Ship and pod both times! You should count yourself double podded!

Dream 1
I was in The Wire chilling with Chris Partlow for a drug delivery/ waiting to get picked upby Marlo. It was dark and there were 2 street lights as we stood in a corner waiting.



Dream 2

I was boarding a plane to Hawaii (sweet right?) and there was some turbulence. It was dark and stormy outside we had to do an emergency landing.

We went outside and some alien monsters were attacking us we had to fight them off. The natives there were brainwashed or fooled, because the aliens made themselves to seem like heroes protecting the island when they were actually killing off the population.


It seemed it was all a plan to get us to be fed to the aliens from the emergency landing even the air hosts were brainwashed and serving the aliens.

I tried to escaped to a plane on the island a few times but everytime they caught me and made me retreat. Eventually I got to the plane and when I ran through the doors I was in my house, once again I ran through the doors and was outside. I was being chased by the aliens.

I saw a British Gas van and ran in to the passenger seat. I saw one of my media teachers run out of my house too. I waited 3 seconds but thought forget it I wanna live so I drove away. I could feel the steering wheel and the cramped space of the van. I drove to a motorway and told myself I was lucid and "when I open my eyes I will be in a futuristic city".

When I opened my eyes I was there the surroundings where white and bright almost pristine clean. I then wanted to fly so my van turned into a bike and it had rockets on the back, I flew up and then the dream fades.

Side Notes

I'm sure it's a WILD as my mum told me to wake up but I went back to sleep.

Quite a disturbing dream, very vivid so I was very scared about being stung.
Vividness: 8
Recall: 6
Overall: 6

Non-Lucid Lucid Comment
In the garden, I look around, there is a strange buzzing sound coming from somewhere, the layout of the garden is different but I don't realise. I decide to walk back towards my house, down the long myserious lawn. The sun is about to go down as I approach the half way point. The buzzing noise intensifys, this worries me and my mind darts awareness behind me, but I don't need to look back, I know there is a vast swarm of hornets behind me, so I begin to run. I am englufed in hornests, I can feel tingles all over my skin, for some reason running seems to be the only thing stopping them stinging me.
I begin, whilst flailing my arms and running around in circles to scream, this makes the hornets fly away from when I do this. I see the office in the garden (in completely the wrong place) and begin to run it it, shreaking as I go.
I wap open the door and slam it behind me, my back agaisnt the door. I am filled with relief. I stroll over to my mum who is casually working there, and talk to her. She looks outside and points out that the wall is now covered with giant grass hoppers and there are minature gurillas on the floor, which is very strange.
I head outside, I can't see much now, but I'm pretty sure the hornets are gone. Heading away from the random animals behind me, I head back down the garden, there is something strange on the floor, I move closer to gain focus. It's a strange looking doll head, I pick it up and throw it away. I continue on my way, and pause, I heard something behind me. Now there is, in the same place as the dolls head, a statue of a women holding up her hand.
I see the person who keeps trying to freak me out, I walk towards where he ran off to, to find two people lying down dressed in morphsuits. They are pretending not to be there, so I pull their masks off to find it is Kris and Alex, to lads from my school which are known for trouble.
I hear a party in the distance and head to go find out what it was.
Fade.

*Fragment.
A birthday party with Matty, he doesn't get much attention.
*Fragment.
I'm going around town with Ali and my camera is getting broken.
*Fragment.
I enter a small building and my family is all in there watching a small TV.

Oct.13, 2011.

dreamsigns

I slept from 9.50 pm till 3 am, woke up for an hour for a WBTB. I almost got a LD, but my dad was walking around the house and every time I was about to fall asleep, it woke me up. So I had this dream, where in the last part I had some control and summoned a lake (as I was falling asleep, i wanted to dream about swimming in a tropical sea and breathe under water). Remember thinking in the dream, if there was water, I would go lucid, because I can breathe under water in my dreams.

Regular dreams, fragments.

Large building with lots of rooms, I'm running with my guinea pig and two cats. Don't know who is chasing me. Get out through window.

Huge sleeping hall full of people. Modern day refugees?

Group of people outside school, they are mad at the principal and one of them gets into principals car and he is crashing it to things and trying to get me. I know we are in trouble and trying to get away on a shore of a small, muddy river with deep banks. Kinda wading in the shallow shore, in the distance I already see teachers waiting - I got caught.
Somehow I get away.

I keep thinking, if there was water where I can breathe under water, I would go lucid. So there was a lake with clear water, and I was breathing under water, but didn't go lucid.

Group of people (I had a feeling that they are the DCs from LD I had yesterday) was trying to save me from principal. I could swear that the nun from yesterdays LD was there too, although yesterday I thought she is a negative DC. They wanted to save me by putting me on their bus. I sat in the seat and next to me was this homeless man who sneezed at me. I had a feeling, he may just pretend to be homeless, for my benefit.

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[COLOR="silver"]This morning I actually got a lucid moment, so I would count that as a success and now I also know how I do it. So I learned something new today :) And this timer setup was with no doubt the best.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR="blue"]I dreamt that I was a smuf character and Gargamel was chasing me. I were on a graveyard and his cat was looking for me. I was hiding with the other smurfs in a plant, but Gargamal had hypnotised humans to look for us. So we were really scared. One of the smurfs started to run and he revealed where we was. So we had to run too.
I was chased by the cat and I were jumping longjump on the gravestones.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I woke up to the first alarm, swtiched position and fell asleep.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR="blue"]I was in a car and we were running from something (not as a smurf this time). And I challenged to help a guy drive the car, who didn't had a driverslicense, so I had to use the double commando on the right side in the right seat. He wasn't a bad driver so I barely needed to help him, but it was a scary dream, because he drove fast![/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I woke up again to the timer and now I felt so tired that I just closed my eyes and relaxed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]I started to see my thoughts vividly and didn't even had to concentrate to make them appear. It was so vivid, I saw a guy and I heard him say "We need to run!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]It was now a dream, and even though I didn't realised that I said "What! Not a chase again like my other 2 dreams..." "Common!" he yelled. Then I were doing le parkour through a city, it looked like Russia or something like that.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="red"]I stopped and realised that my thoughts were now so vivid that it must be a dream "Because I were in my bed before" I thought. I started to think on what I wanted to dream.
And in a blink the dream changed.

I was now standing in Gryffindoors door room, but it didn't looked anything like it, although I was convinced that it looked like that while in the dream. Then I went down to the great hall, by involuntary teleporting down there. I saw the sky in the sealing, but I got to foccused in the dream or something, because I lost my lucidity.[/COLOR][COLOR="blue"]I saw a skatingramp and Bam Magera, he said that it was his birthday and the whole school singed "Happy Birthday" to him. For some reason there was a stage that I got up on, and I started to play guitar songs like Green Day - TIme of your life, Oasis - Wonderwall. and Bam got a birthday present, a bulletproof vest... [/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I know now that all I have to do to get a lucid dream with the timer method, is to close my eyes and be aware of what I see. So I have to learn to get more aware on the awakenings.
It's like I am getting so tired that it's almost impossible to stay awake and I start to dream immediatelly. I will see if this work tomorrow as well, even if it was a short lucid dream. I am going to try the looking at the hands stabilisation technique, because that's a way to just stand still and not get involved with the dream again.[/COLOR]

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I was at my Nanny’s house. There was a toddler/baby there that I was to look after. We had fun singing Fireflies by Owl City in the garage and playing on bikes and scooters in the driveway. But then it began to rain. The rain was torrential. My Nanny put the baby in a cot/box, but it began to fill with water and the baby began to drown. With little time to spare, I picked up the baby and held it upright, banging on its back so that it coughed up water. It was then that I was captured.

I was in some kind of large building/institute. There were many people my age. I was waiting in line for something that everybody wanted desperately, but I was towards the back of the line. I decided to hop out of line and go sit in a corner by myself. It was just my luck that the head of the institute called random people close to him up, because I was sitting on the edge of his office/platform. With the selected few, he decided to send us on a mission.

Aliens. Our mission was to investigate and befriend aliens. This went quite smoothly at first. My team and I continued along on foot and found a few aliens. Some of the team were given special upgrades such as wolverine claws or sticky gummy string that came out of their hands. But when we went on the boat to find a certain type of alien, it all went wrong. The aliens looked like red daleks with three heads. Not the robot daleks, the flesh on the inside. The aliens were in a red blimp in the sky. The girl with string powers tried to fly her string up, but it was too short. Somehow, she figured out how to stretch it, and wrapped her string around a tube above her from which she swung herself up like Tarzan would swing from a vine.

I ran. I jumped. I was going to escape these terrible aliens. I don’t know how I knew they were terrible, I just knew. Somehow, I was teleported to the place in the institute where they held the trouble makers/evil children. I sat next to a girl with wolverine claws. There were lots of aliens around me that we had already researched. I got up to go investigate. There was a passage way with an adult and a small army in neat rows. Somehow I knew that the terrible red aliens would give an electric shock and do something to them, so I yelled out. But they wouldn’t listen, so I ran. It was too late. I was shocked by the wave. It appeared to be electric yellow sparks buzzing around everybody and everything. However, the wave only caused me to keep repeating my previous actions, like a glitch. I figured out how to bypass it, and then fixed the girl with wolverine claws. It was quite a task managing not to get cut by her claws.

Time jumped. I was on the second level of the institute. My friend Amsie was bragging about what she could do in a dream. She was talking about going to the dream academy and air bending. ‘Pfft, I already know about that!’ I thought. Then she continued talking about finding the portal to the dream academy. That was what triggered me to become lucid. I quickly pinched my nose and found I could breathe in. My dream was becoming unstable so I rubbed my hands together which began to fix the problem. Racing down the stairs I held onto the cool metal of the stair railing, gaining awareness of my surroundings. I examined the person in front of me in detail, indulging myself in my surroundings. Forgetting my dream goals, I decided to fly. It was quite easy, but I had a nagging feeling like I was forgetting something. I decided then that I wanted to try something that I hadn’t succeeded with for ages. I went down the stairs and pictured my friend coming around the next corner. They did, but they ran away and I never caught their face. I kept chasing but they disappeared every time I caught a glimpse of them. I believe this made me lose my lucidity somewhat.

All were called to arms. Everybody was in the institute and grabbed their backpacks from the massive towers that held backpacks. We all jumped up to the third floor of the institute. I followed an boy, even though he was slow because his backpack was heavy. I didn’t take a backpack because I figured it was a dream and I wouldn’t need it. We ran along a metal grid towards something.

Side notes: This was the only night since discovering Dream Views that I did not attempt any lucid dream induction techniques. I recall briefly focusing on a dream recall mantra, but nothing else. Next time I will lay out in my mind very clearly what goals I wish to achieve in my next lucid dream. In relation to the friend who ran away, I have received advice from a few Dream Views members and believe that I will be able to handle the situation better next time.

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I was at a shop on a cliff next to a beach. My hockey coach, Emma, and hockey manager, Kristina, was there. My close friend Amsie was with me. We were testing a certain dark brown perfume but we spilt it and had to go through this huge process of putting it back in the bottle by switching the liquid from lid to bottle. We lost much of the liquid down the drain of a bath that we were using for accidental spills. Everybody else had left the shop besides us and the coaches because we were so slow. Eventually we had to pay for the perfume, but we got a discount because there was not much left.

I had bought a huge bowl of candy at the shop. I offered some of it to two old ladies when I sat down outside the shop, and they took some. I willed them not to take a specific piece of candy that I wanted, but they took it anyway. I hurried away because I had a hockey game. But when I got there I found I was dressed in my red stockings and sneakers. I ran down to the far end of the dark carpark outside the hockey place until I reached my parent’s car. They were there and listened patiently as I explained the situation. Luckily when I opened my school bag that was in the boot of the car, I found my yellow hockey socks.

Time jumped. I was late for hockey again. This time I must have left my socks at the car and the car was no longer there. I decided to stick my bare feet in my shoes without socks.

The scene changed. I was in a house and my friend D was there. He said he felt lonely. Strangely, I went in to kiss him, but he turned away.

“I didn’t mean it. I know you’re gay,” I said hurriedly.

Side notes: In real life, I only like D as a friend. He is certainly gay, and I only had feelings for him four years ago when I first met him and thought he was straight. So I am not going to make a big deal about the strange things I dream about. I had this dream/dreams after WBTB when I woke up at 4:00 am and went back to sleep. Haven’t achieved any lucids so far since joining, but I will keep trying :D

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I was camping in a tent with my dad, mum and grandma. Visitors had just begun to arrive. I am not sure if they were human or not. I went outside with one of the visitors, and when I came back in it seemed that the people inside had aged significantly. I could see the lines in grandma’s face and I believe that their clothes had also changed.

“How many years has it been?” I asked in wonder. My mother replied, “1.(9?) days.”

The scene changed. I went to some kind of mansion place with my sister and her allocated visitor. It was constantly raining. Even when we were inside it was raining on top of us. I decided to travel up the flight of stairs that lay in the middle of the entrance hall. I travelled up the stairs with Sarah (one of my very good friends), and was afraid of her getting left behind because it took her a little bit of time to get up the stairs. When I reached the second top level there seemed to be gummy bears lined in a row, but I ignored these and went straight to the top. At the top I thought there would be another flight of stairs to climb, but much to my surprise, I had reached the very top. When I reached the top Ashleigh, a girl from my school, was there with some other people. The other people were rocking the stairs which had somehow turned into some kind of hot air balloon, but I had to remind myself that they were still stairs. Ashleigh was sitting on the floor because she hated it when they rocked the balloon or jumped up and down. I felt the same as her. When the others wanted me to lean over the edge, I just wanted to sit down next to Ashleigh out of fear of falling.

“Good logic,” Ashleigh said.

I went back down one flight of stairs and realised that I had missed my friends on the way up. I chatted for a little to my close friends, Emily and Amsie. I was annoyed at the rain, and wondered why it was raining even though I was inside. I waved it off however, completely forgetting that I had set my iPod to rain music before I fell asleep.

At the mansion there was this strange ride. At first it seated many other people, but I ended up on my own in some sort of baby seat that was attached to and travelled along on a wire above my head. I must have dropped something out of my flimsy bag and pockets because I forced the ride to stop by gripping onto the white banister on the side as I picked up my phone and other belongings (including a white material bag with two tight pockets and a top that didn’t close; my grey jacket with brown buttons; my old blonde curly wig that my Aunt Rosemary gave to me). In this time, a teacher had come up behind me, but I willed her away. I put my belongings in my seat.

I had finished the ride and it was time for the small group activity. Me, a boy, a teacher and another girl was in a group. We all had bicycles and our mission was to coat the path in as much chocolate brown looking liquid as possible. I was travelling up the front with the boy in front of me. The girl and teacher were far behind us because they didn’t have much skill in riding a bike. However, I supposed they had trouble because the path was slippery as it was coated in the brown liquid that we had rolled on it.

When I was waiting for the people behind us to catch up, I saw a large group of kids and a ranger. The ranger had auburn dreadlocks with a touch of leopard patterns, a blue crumpled uniform with brown boots and a stern face. She was ordering the kids to play with hockey sticks and balls. One kid lost their ball in the bush and scrambled to retrieve it, but the ranger/teacher figure did not take much notice and made no attempt to help or scold the child.

Note: Everybody else in my dream mansion seemed to be very happy, but I didn’t feel happy. This may be reference to Uglies and Pretties by Scott Westerfeld because Tally lives in a world with mansions and everybody is unnaturally happy whilst she does not share their happiness.

False Awakening:
I woke up in my bed to find that the wall behind me did not exist and sunlight was streaming through into my eyes. However, there were workmen and women and my family that were all removing my furniture from my room and putting it outside leaning against my bed. They took away my three pillows, one of my pillows having things inside it like the things I put in my pillow when I go camping. I was outraged by all of this, but it was not within my power to stop them.

Side note: I was attempting WILD in my nap at 2:00 pm in the afternoon. However, I was constantly being disturbed by other family members so I gave up WILD and just fell asleep as I normally would. I put on a rain/storm track on my IPod whilst I fell asleep. At first it was an anchor for WILD, but eventually I just used it to lull me to sleep. Funnily enough, it actually passed into my dream. I may use this in future. Sadly I could only recall the dream from my afternoon nap on Sunday. I did not remember having any dreams in the night. This made me pretty frustrated, but there is not much else I can do but keep writing down as much as I can remember.

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I was in a dark room sitting on my bunk bed. I was talking on my computer to a mother on drugs with young kid. She was asking me for advice. She sent to my laptop a picture of a white, fluffy ragdoll cat sitting on the sand at the beach.

The scene changed and I was at small shop with James and Claire, my 9 year old brother and 13 year old sister. It was still night time. There were different teams of kids attacking me. Each wore different colours to signify what team they were in (white/black striped, pure black, ect.). There was lots of yelling and shouting, but I realised very quickly that they were just playing. I scrambled to hide in the kitchen area against the counter, but it was not a good hiding place. I was spotted instantly and shot by some kids. However, the bullets were not real and did not harm me.

The scene changed again. I was at some kind of strange airport on a runway. For unknown reasons, I grabbed a trailer that was on the runway and dragged it at an impossibly fast speed. I felt as if I was going faster than I have ever travelled in my life. But I couldn’t stop. Fear built up in my chest as I put my feet to the ground in attempt to slow myself. The trailer and I had not slowed in the slightest. All of a sudden, I swung the trailer around on its side with impossible strength. I had saved myself just in time.

The scene changed once more. I was about to enter a pool resort with my hockey team. My hockey coach told me that I had to have the first ice bath and gave me a bobby pin made out of white cotton to signify this (at my previous hockey tournament we had to take ice-baths after each game. I always dreaded these). My coach (Emma), said that I had to have the first ice bath because she noticed on the last day of the hockey tournament that I looked at her and then pretended I didn’t see her because I didn’t want an ice bath. When we entered the pool resort, I noticed that the whole ground was covered in pools of different sizes and shapes. However, all were the same light blue pool colour. They seemed to be mostly undercover because there were shade tents permanently strung up above the pool. There were a couple of ice baths floating in the pool area. They were very strange white buckets that seemed to already be filled with pool water because they were mostly submerged. I looked around, but when I looked at the ice bath I wanted to go in, there were suddenly many guys surrounding it. I wanted to be with my hockey team, so I looked around for a different ice bath. Sighting one near my team, I swam over to it and hopped in. I was quite surprised when it was not cold in the slightest. I realised that it had been in the sun and all the ice had melted and turned into warm water. It was almost like a spa. My hockey manager (Katrina) came along with a glass of red cordial. I let it rest in the pool water and the pool water filled the cup.

The scene changed again. I was at a Woolworths store (grocery store) and I entered through the side door near the back. In front of me there was a flour packet that was labelled strangely. For some reason, I knew in contained some kind of illegal drug so I opened it and tipped it out into the bin. Then I picked up a newspaper and placed it in a red Woolworths basket with the empty flour packet. Suddenly, a grouchy Woolworths employee came along and asked what I did. I confessed, thinking that I would be congratulated, but he gave me a piece of paper that meant I was to be fined $1. I didn’t pay it, instead I ran out of the shop.

The scene changed into some kind of starry room or theatre. I suddenly realised that I might be dreaming and I attempted to jump off the ground. However, the ground wouldn’t let me and instead it made me become heavier and I got a sinking feeling. It felt a little bit like trying to jump on a trampoline when somebody else is jumping in a different rhythm. My thoughts were somewhere along the lines of ‘oh I have to make sure I don’t lose lucidity and stay focused’, but I still got distracted easily.

The scene changed once more. I was in this huge U shaped area with two round sections on either side with a joining at the bottom. There were all these curtains and holes in the wall around. I knew that this was a bad place. The fear did not creep up on my slowly, instead it hit me instantly. There were these alien/evil tentacle things that were slowly braiding themselves into plaits from the holes in the wall. Somehow all the DCs around me and I had seen this dream or situation before and we knew that we had to find the right plait and pull it from the hole. But the plait we thought was correct was in fact, incorrect. It was a risk to pull the plaits because you didn’t know what would come out the other end. Although most of the plaits led to nothing, there were some that lead to not-so-nice things. But we didn’t realise this until later. It was also difficult to pull the plaits as they were heavy. But I was quite strong, sometimes pulling three at once. It was then that we realised that some plaits had very bad creatures at the end called Furies. They were very large witches/hags that came in different colours. I same a splotchy turquoise one and a deep pink one. Once we realised we were pulling a Fury, we stopped pulling and backed away. However, the Fury still inched slowly forward, and eventually it would be free of the curtain. We had to find the right plait before it was too late.

Side note: I suspect that this wasn't all one long, continuous dream. It was probably several dreams, but I wrote this in the morning when I woke up so I could not distinguish where one dream ended and the next began. I am quite impressed with my dream recall for this night. I am going to continue to copy and paste my entries from previous dreams until I catch up to the present.

I got a job in a restaurant where all the tables are outside. It was my first time being a waiter, and no one gave me any kind of training. Luckily, the first table I had to take orders from was my grandma's. She brought John and some of her friends. When I got to the table I pulled out a pen and a notepad. I asked each of them what they wanted, but the only ones I can remember were a salad and for some reason cereal. John said "I'll do Brooklyn a favor and have the special cereal," whatever that means. But as I was writing the orders down, my pen kept snapping at the tip, making it increasingly harder to write. I managed to get everything written down and went back inside.

There was a kitchen are that looked like a home's kitchen, with an island in the middle. There were no chefs, so I wondered if I had to cook everything myself. A man who worked there came up behind me and told me I needed to put the order into a machine and it cooked for you. I slipped the paper in next to a rubber chicken and the machine turned on. I could see through the glass that the machine was working, however it was taking a very long time. 3 hours passed and I rushed out of the kitchen with the food. I placed the plates down and apologized for the wait. It was even dark out now, while it was bright daylight before. I expected everyone to be mad, but they seemed like they weren't. It was almost as if I was on time.