non-lucid

Ok. So last night was another failed attempt for LD. I tried the D.I.L.D method of putting my everyday cares and problems aside and thinking of a scenario over and over before going to sleep and repeating " I will have a lucid dream" It didnt work again. Anyways, ı remember being in this club with a my brother and ordering ice cream. LOTS of ice cream. There was an overweight african american waiter there that ı was kind of friends with. We had small chats in the dream i dont really remember but there was indeed dialog with her. As i was eating more and more ice cream i got a phone call from my uncle that he had found a engineer that can put a portable tv into my car for 10 dolars. So i left the club in a hurry and got in my car. But i soon realized i had forgotten my wallet in the club somewhere so i got out of my car and went back to the club. This time a bouncer questioned me and wouldnt let me get in the club because i wasnt with my brother for some reason. Then finally i said something and without qestion he let me in. It was a short fight but i got into the club and saw me diesel wallet on the counter. ( the same wallet i have in real life ). But as i was leaving the club the african american waiter stopped me and asked me where i was going. I said i was going out of town to deal with my car. ( At this point i have no idea why i want a tv in my car so badly and going a long distance to get it done) Before she said good bye she asked me if we would ever see each other again. I said that we would. ( why is this like a ending of a film ? i dont even know this girl). So i finally leave the club and get into the car. As ı am driving off a prostitute jumps on the car and begs to get in. I am going about 50 now and she is dangling on the back of the car with her legs hitting the floor while im driving. I stop the car and let her in. Then i wake up.


The funny thing is i wasnt thinking about any of this before i went to sleep and this is what i got. I guess i have to be more patient.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out on some road that appeared to be on a building top. I may have been standing outside at first. But, at least eventually, I was inside a vehicle, possibly a van. I was with some man and someone like my mom. The day was really sunny, maybe hot.

I saw an airplane flying up through the air, just after it had lifted off. But the back end of the airplane was shaped just like the back end of a space shuttle. The whole airplane may have been white and red, with a shiny, plasticky look.

I got kind of freaked out because the airplane had had the back end of a space shuttle. I thought the craft should be lifting up into the air much faster if it were a shuttle. I got the eerie feeling that it would start lifting quickly up into the air very soon. But something about the fact that it kept not lifting up into the air had me really panicked.

One of the people with me, probably the man, may have tried to convince me that the craft weren't actually a shuttle, and that its back end didn't actually look like that of a shuttle.

I looked over the building we were on. There was a space shuttle posed in front of the building, on some kind of metal-frame, like a statue. I tried to compare the craft in the air and the shuttle on the ground.

I must have been satisfied. We started driving away from the scene. I felt afraid to look back at the craft in the air. We passed some large passenger plane that looked normal. It gave me a huge sense of the relief, as if the craft in the air were normal.

We were now driving around on some tarmac, possibly at the foot of the building we had been on. We drove past one experimental plane. I knew about this whole place, and I knew about these experimental planes. I told the man about this plane. The man may now have been someone like my mom's old boyfriend.

We drove past another experimental plane. This one was all clear, like it was just a thin, metal skeleton covered over with the clear material that makes the walls of a greenhouse.

The plane was kind of needle-shaped, with something about it reminiscent of the Blackbird. It also had something to its design very much like the grid pattern underlying some computer animations. The plane also had a logo on its side saying "Scoop Technologies."

I told the man something about this plane as well, like I was a little kid showing off how smart I was to an adult man. We then passed another plane which may have been much, much larger than the clear craft. We then passed another experimental craft, which I may also have explained to the man.

Dream #2

I was in some building, on the second floor, laying on my stomach on the floor, staring out a window-wall. Below was some kind of small courtyard, floored with stone tiles, edged around with little gardens and trees, with some leafs blowing across the tiles.

Two girls were down in the courtyard area. They may have been in their early teens. They were both dressed in costumes. The costumes were like older European dresses, like from the Elizabethan era or a bit later than that. But the colors of the costumes were very bright, like Sailor Moon uniforms.

One of the girls saw me looking down at them. She ran up to the building, jumped all the way up to the window, and tapped her hand against the glass. The girl apparently liked me, and she was trying to let me know.

The girl was now back on the ground with her friend. The two girls spoke with each other for a moment. I couldn't believe the girl had managed to jump high enough to tap the window. I wanted her to do it again. But I also wanted her to do it again so I could make sure she liked me.

I tapped on the glass and waved the girl back to me. The girl came wandering back up to the building. The other girl warned the girl not to jump up to the window, since she'd get hurt really bad if she slipped and fell.

This time she didn't jump up to the window. She climbed up something like a thin, metal drain-pipe that had little pieces of metal like ladder-rungs running up it. The wall was red stone (so red it almost looked painted), and the drain-pipe and "ladder-rungs" were the same color.

The girl got up to the window and touched my hand.

Now the girl was down on the ground with her friend, a ways away from the building. The girl stood near a waist-high, silvery metal column. The girl lifted up her skirt and draped it over this column. She then kind of leaned over the column, so her torso was parallel with the ground.

I was now sitting somewhere, possibly on the roof of a building, with two women. We had a bunch of stuff with us like we were taking a trip to the beach. I sat on the floor, on a towel. There were a few other big beach towels all around me. On either side of me there were long beach chairs and tall parasols.

One of the women was my friend H's friend Y. Y sat on the edge of one of the beach chairs. Y was telling the other woman, in a different language, how she liked me, but how it seemed like all I ever did was study and think about intellectual things. Y wondered if I could possibly like her at all.

I spoke to Y in English, not letting on that I'd understood everything she'd just said in the foreign language, but letting her know that I was interested in her. But I then got worried about showing her any more of my feelings. H was coming back soon. And H liked me. She couldn't think I liked Y.

I was in a a party which was taking place in a large room which resembled the kitchen of my friend's house where we party in real life. The dream was fairly dark and dimly lit. In this dream I was also very drunk.

There was a small cupboard with two compartments in the corner of the room where I was sat. For some reason I sat in the cupboard for a while. There was a bottle of alcohol in there which I drank. There were also some snakes and some toad-like creatures. They looked like Toads but they had sharp little beaks - almost like a turtle. The snakes and Toads were hunting one another. My friend, Fred, who was there, found them extremely interesting.

When I was back in the main room I noticed that an old friend, Aiden, was sat just along from the cupboard. As I walked past, he threw something at me and I threatened him as a response. I sat down near him and noticed there were stacks of playing cards. I was shuffling through some. There were Legend of Zelda themed one's in there also. Aiden picked up some and threw them, one at a time, against the wall. They stuck in a sort of colarge way.

I got up and walked around a bit. At this point I could feel myself sobering up. Someone who I thought was my partner came into the room and I asked her if there was any more alcohol. But it turned out to be someone I didn't know. My partner came in for real after that.

Back in the main room, there was a guy asking where his alcohol, that he had hidden in the cupboard, had gone. I sat down and kept quiet. Then another friend, Eddie, asked the guy if he wanted some of his Toffee-Cider instead. I turned to Eddie and asked if I could have some.

I only remember bits and pieces of the dreams I had last night:

My first dream involved my first wife, who was killed in a car wreck back in 1998. In the dream, she is still alive and we're getting ready to go somewhere. She is walking around getting things ready. We walk into another room that resembles the kitchen at my Mom's house. There is a woman sitting there that I know from church. Our car won't start (Or it's wrecked or something) so the woman offers to let us use her car. I don't want to, but my wife accepts her offer.

Next, I remember that I'm talking to this guy about cycling, or long distance bike riding. (I used to ride quite a bit a few years back.) Anyway, I'm telling him that "it was easy riding back in Texas because everything is flat and there are no hills. But here there are lots and lots of hills." (At this point in the dream and as I'm saying that I remember moving my hand and arm up and down like it's going over hills. I also get the feeling that I'm in California.)

The next thing I remember is riding in the front seat of a vehicle with two other guys. I'm sitting in the middle. The guy driving is telling us about his wife, who had died a few years ago. I then tell him about a friend I knew back in the early 80's who was in a band called 'Oasis' with a buddy of his. (I think this is the guy I was talking to about cycling earlier in the dream.) He had shown me one of his business cards from back then where he had first met his wife. She had written her name and phone number on the card. But she had since died also, so he kept the business card as a keepsake.

This was kind of a weird dream because 1. I never knew anybody in the band Oasis, 2. it was very coincidental that the two guys in my dream and I all had wives who had died. It's also rather frustrating that I had an obvious dream sign (my deceased first wife) but did not realize I was dreaming when I saw her. She has appeared in several of my dreams over the years.

This dream was a few weeks ago so sadly I cannot fully remember the dream.

I dreampt about a guy who owned two big Husky looking dogs. He was lovely but his dogs had a few aggression issues. He treated them like real kids. He tucked the dogs in actually, told them how much he loved them and so forth. I for some reason talked with them and at one point when I met up with the guy on a walk accidentally. I then for some odd reason came to the guys house late at night, I coaxed his two dogs outside and I turned into one of the females. I entered the house, it was my real house in the inside. I passed the guy, I went into Mills room (sisters room), I peed but became to scared to leave in case he saw me as a human because all of a sudden, I saw myself as a human but before I saw myself as his dog. So I came out as me and explained what I could do to help him. He was on the ball with that. One of his dogs were in the pound =|. The dream then ended sadly.

I was in a classroom , one that is different from my regular classroom at school . But the people who would normally be in my class were all there . I didnt know the teacher but he came up to me and showed me a piece of paper . It was a paper showing my test results . I got a 900 and at first ı thought that was good but turns out its out of 2500 . So as ım checking it out ı hear one of my friends singing the melody of Kika Kings doing the wrong thing . I got super exited that he knew Kaki King and started singing it with him . Then I woke up and ofcourse on my ipod that song was playing through the speakers .

So the other night I had a strange dream. I was having sex with a very aggressive Asian man. I remember we were at a industrial warehouse the floors were made of hardwood and there was shattered glass on those floors. I was on my back and he was forcibly doing me but not raping me per se. I was being cut from the glass all over the floor and bleeding. The blood was so red I managed to make it down a flight of stairs with him. I wasn't upset it was just bloody and intense. I have some ideas what this dream means but the intensity of it was severe and memorable.

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Before bed I did used the elbow-sleeping mask method :D to try too see weird images, and at first it was just black, and as usual I got to the point where I feel like I want to give up, because it's booring, but I resisted it! [/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]So I laid there for some more minutes, and suddenly I saw a cloud shaped lightblue colour, infront of me. I started to almost hear some sounds as well. I started to think random thoughts like "It's in the sink." and I aknowledged that, but then the boredom of something convinced me to stop..[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]I am going to keep pracctising this, because at least it's more fun than just laying still and thinking stuff. Anyway shortly after this I fell asleep.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I were in a sportshall with my class, my history teacher was there, and for some reason we had our lesson in that room. I remembered that I felt free for a second and I started to do levitating sidelfips, so I become more aware. Then we were going to do highjumps. But I didn't know the technique so I just did the parkour technique "lazy".
Then out teacher told us to get a paper she had given us. She pointed out that it was a really important paper, and we couldn't get a new one. I couldnät find mine! So I borrowed my friend Johan's paper and I took a snapshot of it with my Iphone, but I couldn't see the text because it was too dark.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then my EILD message, woke me up.. I had set it too loud.[/COLOR]

Oh hai. Thanks for reading this. My name is Arthur Proctor. I'm really good at math, thoughtful, kind and quite. But that's not the point.

The point is Lucid Dreams :O

I've had control over dreams before I think. Not that I can remember however. I think that I have a leg up as far as remembering and such more so than some people. However, I still feel my cup is empty. Oh, and my RC is the speckles on my wrist. They form a distinctive pattern, but may be a little small.

Last night I had two dreams that I remember. First one, I basically rode around in a go-kart through a minecraft city. (I play minecraft a bit) It was like a Yogscast video in someways, British accents and my partner looked like a character from their video, also in a go-cart. I was aware I was dreaming about half way though (I made a point of trying to Lucid early) but I preferred, either out of laziness or incapability, to just let the dream do it's own thing. At one point I remember distinctly hoping that my dream would continue unconsciously. After a bit, another character from Yogscast appeared and started screaming while chasing us. Somehow, It turned into us finding him trying to sell a small yellow cube, that turned out to be a large crypt of all my step-brother's Lego people.

Next was much more real. So real I had no idea it was fake. It took place in the place in my basement. I don't remember it very well, but it had something to do with a shower, my brother committing a crime, and playful girl wearing a towel telling me about this crime. It made a little more sense in the morning. To finish, I dreamt about reading the entire story as a ragecomic the next day. I actually learned about most of this after reading a ragecomic that said something about lucid dreaming (actually, it turned out that what was being described was sleep paralysis.

Signing Off,
~Arthur

I had to many dreams so I'm just gonna write down one that I remember/can be bothered to.

I was outside a shopping centre and around the car park was a 21st Century Fox statue. I started thinking of The Joker from Batman TAS and drove a car up a ramp.

Then I was in the shopping mall and my boing coach was there wearing a blue tracksuit. I asked when I can go boxing and he said that he can fit me in for "2 hours on Wednesday".

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I had this dream where I had to pose as someone else for a year. This kid had one more year of college baseball left, and he would be going to the majors. I don't remember the guys name, or the guy who set me up for the job, but I was amazed during most of the dream, no even noticed it wasn't him. Then finally I walked up to a mirror and saw why. I was someone else entirely. I guess I was that guy.

Time started winding down, and eventually the guy who hired me to do it showed up. I think we met in some secret room in an airport. He was with this other guy who was going to fill in for some other persons life, but we had a little bit of time to chit chat. The guy used the term "closing out" when referring to filling in for someone. He talked about some of intricacies of people in the past, like how they held things, and it compared it to holding a baseball. He said knowing a person's habits is like knowing exactly how much pounds of press that person puts in each finger in order to imitate it.

He was telling me that the thumb and pinky were the most important fingers, and sometimes he'd just stop, and talk about another former job he had. The other guy talked to me, and he said he was going to show for someones award ceremony, and stay there until the entire event ended. Apparently the guy he was "closing out" for didn't know how to dance.

I even asked him about doing another job in the future, and he said "we'll contact you if we need yah kid". And we all went our separate ways. I saw J sitting on a long bench with some other people, and sat down next to him and started talking. He was asking me what I have i been up to, and I told him that I just spent the past year being someone else. This other guy leaned forward from his bench, and looked directly at me. He had this look of intrigue and anger on his face and spoke. "What did you say you did!?". I looked at him, and noticed that the man was actually the father of the guy I replace. I quickly corrected myself and said "nah, I'm kidding, it was just a dream where I was someone else". The father leaned back, and demanded that I tell him about this "dream" I had. And I started giving away parts of the details.

Some random DC came up to me and interrupted me by telling some jokes, and I woke up.

in my dream i was told by some scientists that they tested me and my "genetic make up made me pre-disposed to be and incredible gymnast" i told them they were insane i am too old to start doing gymnastics. they told me it does not matter they believed their test results. they told me i could have a free ride at any school i wanted and would get 1 million dollars if i made the Olympic team. i woke up before i found out if i was incredible or not

My partner and I were watching some movie (which must have been a Ring movie). There was a kid. Suddenly his eyes turned shrunken and dead and then Samara appeared behind him.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a couple of random ones last night.

22.00: Sleep

05.10: Dreams
*I'm at my friend G's house. I follow his sister down to Monica's car that has been parked down a small hill. She gets in and doesn't close the door properly. She drives into a tree and wrecks the door. "What are you doing?!" I yell at her. She drives the car back up to the house. She's clearly drunk and I am pissed. I start talking with her family about her being a retard. They don't see the problem.

*My sister says she and my other sister is going to eat crayfish. I figure I'll have to sleep in my little brother's room then because of all the noise. I grab a few ibuprofen and throw em into my mouth. I look around for some water and can only find some old glass. It's not enough though, and when I pick it up I spill half of it on the table. My Magic the Gathering cards gets all wet and I wipe them off. The pills in my mouth starts to dissolve. After a minute I head for the bathroom and try to drink some water to get them down. I almost puke and spit them all out, it's like they've multiplied in my mouth and I spit atleast eight out.

*We've just come out of a sauna when a family that apparently owns it gives us a call. They tell us that we're getting fined. I look outside of the window and can see them lining up on the lawn outside. They've painted their faces with gold and other random colours. The people I'm with don't seem to be worried. "Let's make them wait" one tells me. After a while I can see the people outside starts to shiver, it's cold outside. "Okay so how far is it to the sun?" a mother asks her son. "330 000 km" I tell her.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!