non-lucid

Thebeastofold's Dream



Fragments again unfortunately...



I was sitting an auditorium in my old Jr high school waiting for a movie to start.....



i was in complete pitch black and i was messing with something in my hand...i have no idea what it was...



I was walking down a street somewhere and staring at a burning cloud in the sky...a little cloud shaped flame slowly crossing the sky......and wishing i had my camera....

Another centre parcs dream, was quite traumatic, again one of those stressful slowmotion fights I have. WBTB 4.5 hours: 5.15am

Vividness: 8
Recall: 6
Overall: 5

Non-Lucid Lucid Comment
I am at my sixth form common room, everything looks normal, nothing particularly odd, I walk over to the other side of the room and these two girls grab me, sort of feeling me up.
Fade.
I am at a telephone by the side of the road, completely naked except my boxers, I think it's raining but I can't be sure, I look down and there is a woman near my knees, I hear a door open behind me and they both run in, inviting me in.
Fade.
I am at a lodge in centre parcs, my parents have gone out and I have been left with my siblings, outside I hear a rabble of teenagers. I go out to see whats going on.
After a short conversation the thugish brute like boy tells me he wants to party in my house, he is accompanied by two odd looking girls and another, slightly shorter guy.
I don't want my brother and sister hanging around with that sort, I tell them no, but they aren't having any of it, and they push their way in.
The largest teen walks behind my kitchen, helping himself to my food, I get really angry. A voice inside my head says no (it could be my brother or sister) but it's too late, I go slow mo and pick up a large glass and chuck it with all my might at his head. It hits him right between the eyes but barely recoils. He goes down to pick it up and lauches it my way.

Here is the little of what I remember from before my WBTB last night:

non-lucid lucid comment
Vividness:6
Recall:2
Overall:3

I am an assassin (from assassins creed), jumping from building to building, an aspect of maths pops up and I remember the exam C3 (a maths exam).

I was riding my bike from somewere to a friends house. i was going tho the ghetto and i saw a house with 100s of cans in there front yard. i told my self that im going to come back and get those.

Im now at my friends house and im telling him about the cans, he said i needed to wait till 2maro. there was 4 other people at this house. 2 little girls, 17 year old kid and 16 year old black kid. i remember just walking around the house for a little bit then i think i went to sleep in the dream.

i was now one a bed in that same house. one of the little girls was in the room just standing up. i was about to walk out of the room but i saw the black kid was humping his bed. i was laughing as hard as i could then i left the room. i walked though the house to the back yard were my friend and the other kid was at. i was telling the other kid that i woke up early and went for a bike ride.(which i do not remember) i walked back to thw side of the house. there was a big lifted truck and a whole bunch of junk. i told them we should get those cans now. the other kid started to randomly load this yellow dirt bike on the truck. it made sense then but in real life it doesn't. after that we left to go look for the house with the cans. i dont remember much from when were driving. but i do know that i couldn't really remember where the house with the cans was.

We ended up at some very nice area with nice houses. me, my friend, and some women were walking on a lawn. then some crazy old man came up and was trying to run us over. we ran to the houses and just yelled at us. i saw some people building some houses near by. i walked over and saw some cans in the dirt. i went over to them and started to crush them. this women said it wouldn't matter but i said every one counts. i put the cans in the back of the truck which was now there. we all got in and started to drive.

this is a very short dream...I am going to try to post two dreams a day because I have most of my dreams written down up to day 14...

Dream 1

I am looking for my notebook at night and the pages are filled with drawings. I can only see my hand
End of dream

See, told you it was short...I had other dreams but this was the only one I could remember at the time

I am at a party on a cruise ship and I am eating nachos and cookies my friend Anthony, my brother, and I were there. it is almost time to leave.

dream 2

Captain Hero is defeating his enemies with nacho cheese and on the cruise ship we are out of chips. Anthony is playing a video game on a T.V in which I can't see. Again it was nighttime and Captain Hero loses against his enemies.

Dream 3

I am in a cold dreary place and it is snowing. I then find myself alone in an apartment sitting in a chair looking at a window. the Window is closed but strangley the yellow curtains are blowing. I hear the voice of a deceased woman who is angry at me for killing her.

Dream 4

I am in a desertand I am fighting in the Army. it is daytime and it is warm. A military leader by the name of Jose is conspiring with the enemy. I roll down a sand dune and I find myself alone in my dream facing a bunker.


NOTE: I have four dreams on the same day because two of them I had at night and the other two I had in midday. the name in my fourth dream is a spanish name and it has an accent on the e so it is pronounced (hoa-zeh)... I must've been hungry for the first two dreams

Morning 2:
After talking to my wife about what I experienced the first go-round, she wants to try it with me next time. She's a little nervous about it so I decide we should just take one pill for 4mg Galantamine and 200mg Choline. We do it on a Sunday so we have time in the morning to do it. I wake up at around 5am for the WBTB and we take one pill each. It still takes me a while to fall asleep but since I only took one pill, things don't seem to be as crazy as last time. I eventually go to sleep but don't really have any drastic changes to my dreaming (at least not that I remember at this point). My wife reports that it took her awhile to go back to sleep and I believe she had a vivid dream but I don't remember.

As you can tell, this wasn't much of a success.

Magical Water-Balloons
I am GMing a game of Mage: The Awakening. The guys need a bathroom break, as do I. I end up having to wait. We get back to gaming. As I describe an in-game note to the players, one of the players interrupts and starts to finish my description. It's not correct though. I stop him and correct the information. Then the information is sent in game (as though I was actually seeing what that world was like) via magical water-balloons filled with tass, carried by a bird.

Video Cameras and Crooked Judges
Ron Swanson from Parks and Recreation set up a video camera in his daughter's room. I find it in the broken smoke detector on the ceiling. He turns me into the authorities for drug use. I somehow convince the judge not to sentence me.

Crazy Clock & False Awakenings
I wake up but feel very heavy and can hardly move. Something doesn't seem right. I can barely see. It's hard to see anything but the bottom of my field of vision, my eyes are so heavy. I can sometimes move my body out of my bed but then I see my pillow when I open my eyes too far. I realize I need to do a reality check. I reach down the side of my bed and grab my alarm clock to look at it. The clock is wider than it is in real life and there are strange symbols "counting" very quickly. "I am dreaming!" I can feel the dream slip away but I say, "No, hold it together!" and I rub my hands together. I can feel my legs are smooth from shaving, they as they rub against the comforter of the bed. I breath deeply through my nose but I don't smell anything.

I am still very heavy and having a hard time moving. It's as though my muscles are weak. Sometimes when I try to look around everything goes dark. When I open my eyes, I wake up again. After a second or two I realize that I am still dreaming. This keeps happening again and again. I crawl out of bed and head for the door of my room, but then I open my eyes more to see and I wake up with my pillow in front of me.

Eventually I feel myself give up, this is taking too much effort. I wake up for real. I double-check my alarm clock and know that I am really awake.

Second Job
I see a want ad for a printing job on a second shift schedule. I realize the job that is posted is probably the one I used to do seasonally for Jostens in their diploma factory. I decide that I should go and apply for that job but I can't find my car in the parking lot.

Surprise!
I hide in a house for a prank to surprise a friend. The lights are off. I hear him come in, the lights come on. It is not him! It is someone in a gas mask and a flak jacket. I think it is a woman? I yell, "Get out! Get out of my house!" My friend is there, he is one of the old actors from The Dirty Dozen.

Broken Subaru
I help a fugitive on the run in exchange for sex. I help him get to the river. I then take a bus to go home. The bus drops me off. I get stopped by the national guard. They are searching for the fugitive. They ask me why I am walking alone in this part of town. I explain that my Subaru broke down and to save gas I am walking.

Lemons and Kitties
I am in a strange old house. It is a little dark and dank. There is a large lemon built into the ceiling, where a light fixture should be. I hear a man's voice telling me to notice the texture of the lemon (from the Hemi-sync lucid dreaming exercise tape). There seem to be many bees living in a colony built into the giant lemon. There are a few rooms in the house.

I walk into the next room, away from the lemon in the ceiling. In this room I see three cats, all different sizes but they are all Venus, my cat. As the three cats walk away from me, I feel very sad. It is so strange that there are three of them, yet they are all my cat. I realize that I am dreaming! I look through the door into the hallway. The door is not solid, but like a gate or portcullis. I see a young man with a 70's style bowl type of haircut. He is lanky and not very attractive. I walk through the door to him and ask him, "Could you become R for me? He does not say anything but begins to transform. His hair is shorter and blonde and he is suddenly more attractive. This does not make him look anything like the friend I asked him to be. He leads me by the arm, as though we are on a date.

We walk into a room with a large dining room table that is set and has a lot of food. We sit down. I ask the dream figure if he could help me find R. Suddenly, R is sitting on the side-table nearby. He is sitting cross-legged, Indian-style. I look at him for a moment. He is not quite completely correct. It's about a 90% accuracy for his appearance. I know the real R is more attractive and there is something slightly off about this dream interpretation of him.

R looks at me and says, "What's wrong? You were okay the last time I saw you."

I respond, "I'm okay now. I just wanted to see you."

He begins to reply but as he opens his mouth to speak the voice of the Hemi-sync recording covers it up. I wake up.

Losing Weight?
I am walking down a street and a woman across the street asks me, "Are you losing weight?" I respond, "Yes. I'm working on it!" and chuckle.

THE Delorean
I'm driving around downtown (of my old hometown). I helped Dr. Kramer and his wife, Lilith by giving them a ride. We drive past a building that was where they filmed for Cheers to say that Norm worked in that building. It is a very industrial, two story brick building with an old, iron set of stairs on the outside.

A jerk pulls up next to my car. He is in a convertible. He yells at me for having the windows open, for being too cheap to run my air conditioning. After running a few more errands for people, I pull into the parking lot at a grocery store. I come out of the grocery store with some friends and head towards my car.

In the corner of the parking lot I see a silver car. I think to myself, "Is that Delorean?" I head towards the car and the driver-side door opens gull-wing style. It is not only a Delorean, it is THE Delorean. Marty McFly is rummaging around in the car looking for something.

The scene transitions. I am with my family (not my real family). I blame my parents for ruining my life Marty in an alternate time line.

September 26, 2011

Went to sleep around 10 attempting to MILD.

Dream 1: I was at a pool with my dad playing with a bunch of toy boats. My dad had this brilliant idea to make a game that involved a toy boat, a toy helicopter, and various small toy boats. I don't remember the specifics of this game but I remember sitting there talking to him for a while about inventing this. I do remember specifically that we argued for a good amount of time about what color LED's to use

Dream 2: I was talking to an old friend (haven't talked to him in years) on msn. The whole dream consisted of him and I talking. I remember him telling me about a montage (I used to be into youtube and Call of Duty montages and whatnot) to watch and the montage was amazing. It consisted of all the big names on YouTube coming together in a huge long montage of amazing shots. I also remember him asking me what I was doing and I remember telling him that I was editing dustep. He asked why and to which I replied, "Not everyone has a vast music supply like you, I need to make my own montage music." And the dream ended around there.

WBTB - I woke up at 3 but couldn't fall back asleep, ended up falling asleep at 4:20. I repeated my mantra almost the whole time.

Dream 3: I went to work at the Dearborn Inn. I remember thinking in my head, "Why am I coming into work before school?" I was getting everything ready and opening everything up for the day. The next thing I know, I find myself in the catering office goofing around with two people as they were my friends but in real life I have never seen them before. One of them said something that made me say something along the lines of, "I know exactly what movie you need to see!" and then proceeded to bring up the movie on my iPhone. Just as I was about to show him the other guy already had it pulled up on his android tablet. He gave me a grin sort of like he beat me and my iPhone.

FA: I then was thrown into my bed in my room watching that same movie I was showing the guy. Everything in my room was moved around, I had an extremely nice TV that was where my computer desk is, and I had a really nice computer where my dresser and TV is. My mom opens my door and hands me a quasadilla she made for me. As I sit there and begin to take a bit, I start to realize the oddities of the dream. I notice my TV and my computer and all of a sudden I exclaim, "I'm in a dream!" my mom is still sitting there and replies to me, "You are, You are!" So as I'm sitting there looking at her I notice everything start to get really blurry and I can start to feel my physical body in bed. I say to her, "Mom, I'm going to need your help to stabilize the dream, I can feel it slipping." and after I was done with my statement everything became extremely clear and I felt really solid. The vividness and realness of the dream amazed me. I wanted to make sure that this lucid lasted, so I began to focus on everything. I took a bite of the quasadilla and it was absolutely amazing. I was some type of breakfast quasadilla, filled with eggs, bacon and cheese. I asked my mom why she couldn't of told me I was dreaming earlier and I didn't really get a straight answer out of her. Instead I just said, "Can you tell me more often when I'm dreaming then?" and she agreed. Through with this conversation, I left my room and I began to walk up my stairs out of the basement. There was a girl standing at the top and once I got there I noticed it was one of my ex's. I begin to start making out with her (sex always distracts me in lucid dreams). For some reason, it really distracted me and I almost feel like I lost my lucidity. Because the rest of the dream consisted of me trying to find a spot to have sex, I didn't want a place where my mom would find out or anything. Once I was about to do it I ended up waking up.


When I woke up I never opened my eyes, I felt the numbness of SP take over my body and really wanted to try and string a couple lucid's together. I attempted to DEILD but I never really read much on DEILD's so I had no idea what to do. I just laid there and waited for something to happen. I didn't notice anything so I figured I must be in a false awakening so I opened my eyes only to break out of SP and be thrown into reality.

This was a very interesting dream!

Non-Lucid Part

I'm playing some version of a Kingdom Hearts game and I'm in Destiny Islands. All of a sudden, I see this portal. Not being one to back down from a portal, all three characters--Sora, Donald, and Goofy--go through the portal. As per my controling them, of course.
The next thing I know, I'm playing as Riku and every single Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy character is trying to kill me!
I'm thinking,"Oh, crap, Oh, crap..." as I try to turn every which way. There are portals, but no! They're on the other side of those as well. Finally, I see this ocean like portal. Think of Moses opening up the ocean and it's starting to part. Only this time the bad guys get through! Thankfully, that headache of a dream ends and the next thing I know, I'm running away from some threat with my younger brother. We see this small, yellow house and hide behind it. We're talking about what we're going to do about this threat--must not have been much of one because I don't even remember what it was. I see a gigantic tub of red Play-Doh near us and I valiantly offer to carry it up this nearby hill and place it next to a tree where it will protect us.
Uh, right.
As I set it down, I realize I'm dreaming.

Lucid Part

"Oh my, I'm dreaming,"I murmur. I glance over at my brother and don't want to leave him, but I can't see any more threats. I walk over and explain that I'm leaving. He just nods and tells me to be careful.
The next thing I do is get on a motorcycle. I suddenly remember that I should probably stabilize my dream.
"Stabilize! Clarity now!"
I'm looking around at all the tall, silver skyscrapers and the people driving their cars. Riding this motorcycle isn't as exciting as running really fast--which I love to do in dreams.
"Wait a minute,"I think," shouldn't I be more excited that I'm riding a motorcycle and lucid dreaming?"
I never have to worry about waking up from excitement because I'm really, really calm in my dreams.
I don't press on this any furthur and just continue to ride my motorcycle. Why should I worry about something that needs no worrying?
Finally, I stop at this hospital in the city. As I walk in, some of the people glance over. A few of them even smile. Being the courteous person that I am, I return the smile. I want to talk to one of them, but I'm not sure which one to talk to. Finally, I see this older woman doctor with big glasses and dyed reddish brown hair. I ask to speak to her privately and we walk into her slightly cluttered office. She has a bunch of doctor certificates and diplomas on her wall. As soon as she shuts the door, though, I get severely tongue-tied.
"I..I...I d-don't k-know...how...how to say this, b-but--"
"--But this is all a dream,"she brightly exclaims.
I'm flabbergasted. She continues to smile and waits for me to say something.
"H-How,"I finally blurt out.
"Well, of course all of us would know."
I faintly think of all the stories about DCs crying when someone tells them it's all a dream. The stories of them denying it, or even worse, beating the dreamer up.
"Shouldn't all of you be upset or deny it...Or beat me up?"
She looks at me for a moment and says," Of course not. Why should we beat you up or deny what we already know is the truth?"
"But, still...You...aren't real."
"So? Like you've said yourself before, we may not be real, but we still exist. You don't have to be real to exist."
I am pondering that comment and I realize that I have said that.
"Besides, you're always very nice to us and considerate to how we might feel when you change things around. It would be rude to beat you up or call you a liar."
I know she's right, but it still feels weird.
"Never mind all that though. Would you like to come overfor some supper?"
I nod and go eat at her house. I can't remember the rest, but I know that I was lucid throughout the entire thing.

After I woke up and wrote the dream down, I fell back asleep and had another lucid dream. Sadly, I only remember a little and for a very good reason.

The Second Lucid Part
"Heck, yes! Another lucid dream," I exclaim.
My sister glances at me and asks,"Are you going to write this one down as well?"
I smirk and exclaim,"No need. The last one was so awesome that there is definitely no reason to write this one down."
Then, I remember that Scarlett Johansson was there but nothing else.
I have never had two lucid dreams in the same night before.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house, trying to get ready to leave for school. I was running a little behind. I had put on a navy polo and khaki pants, and couldn't find a belt. I went downstairs into the kitchen, and my mom was standing at the sink doing dishes. I asked her about a belt. I then noticed that she was wearing 3 belts: One across her stomach, and the other two closer to her chest. I called her out on it, and she gave me a belt, which I had trouble then deciding whether or not to really wear it. I put it through the belt loops, but thought it looked funny with my shirt hanging over it. I tucked in my shirt, and was very uncomfortable because it made my pants a lot tighter. I could barely breathe. So then I put it on my stomach like my mom had it. Hated that, so I just opted to put it where it was supposed to go and try not to worry about my shirt.

I then saw my brother and his girlfriend, Sarah, sitting at the kitchen table. Sarah was supposed to take us to school that morning, but just her and I. Not sure what my brother was doing. We got in her car, and she started to drive. We talked a little bit. I looked down at the clean seats, and they were black.

We were then back at the house for some reason. I looked at the clock, and it said it was 6:59am. I started flipping out, telling Sarah we were going to be late.

All of the sudden, we were at the school. It was my old high school. First period was about to start, but there was an event going on outside the choir room. We joined the crowd and watched some pop singers perform on a stage, though I kept having to move and stand on my tippy toes to see anything that was going on. It was a radio station that was doing a charity show that night. I was excited about going to that. I also thought to myself that most of the kids in school probably didn't know about this event, since it was a band/choir event.

First period was lingering closer. The crowd started to disperse. I started trying to locate Sarah again, when I saw Austin in the corner of my eye. He was wearing a red shirt. I spotted Sarah close to where Austin was and started to approach her. Austin then started to approach me. As I started to talk to Sarah, Austin came up to me. He touched my shoulder, and I looked up at him and told him hi. He then started to walk away towards the doors to the school. I was trying to get his attention to figure out what he wanted, but he just kept walking away until he opened the doors and left.

Then, Sarah and I saw that a lot of people had cookies. We turned around and started walking the other direction, when she spotted two tables set up full of different types of cookies. I wanted to grab a giant one, but I didn't see any left. We both grabbed plates and started to fill them up with different cookies. I broke a couple of pieces off and ate them. They were light, soft, and delicious sugar cookies with frosting and sprinkles.

Sarah was enthusing about the cookies, and then we both saw a plate of giant frosted cookies cut into different shapes. My plate was so full, I didn't know how I was going to eat all of those cookies. Oh well. I took a giant one anyway.

Then, I knew we were late to first period. I was trying to figure out whether or not I needed to go to the office to tell them I was there, or if I should just go to first period.

I was then outside. It was daytime. I don't remember who I was with now, but I was with someone else, a guy I believe. We were trying to climb a wire fence. We climbed up and up and up, and when I got to the top, I felt something sticky on the top bar of the fence. I didn't see anything weird there, but it kinda grossed me out. I still kept going, though. I climbed over to the other side of the fence and started to climb down.

I remeber 2 vidid, long dreams from last night, and they were both very weird. But this one, doesn't make any sence at all.

The Dog Poo
I was writing a letter. It was for my friend, who has birthday. I was going to a birhtday party later same day. It was a weird card. I went over to some "friends" (I've never met them before, I swear!) to see what hey was going to give her. They was in the woodwork room, and was about to make something to her. I thought "Yeah, that's smart, but mine is even more smart!". I showed them my gift. It was a DOG POO! But I didn't thought about it, and they didn't either. They said "Wow, a dog poo! That's a brilliant idea!" and I thought the same. I thought, that she would be so happy for it! And she did.

I've been battling a cold for the past several days and my dream circuits seem to have gone haywire. Last night, I dreamed the same scene over and over again for what seemed like about 10 times:

I'm with a group of scuba divers and we're aboout to get in the water and be photographed. As we do our dive, the pictures display like a slideshow, one right after another. Some are good, some are blurry. For some reason, I sense that some of the divers are frightened or uneasy. Then I see a picture of a shark, but it's dead. I find the body of the shark underwater and take about two or three shark's teeth before getting the uneasy feeling that other sharks may come and feed on the dead one, so I leave.

I was not myself in these dreams. I was Trent from Big Momma's house and then I became Harry Potter. I have another Harry Potter dream to write down but I need to head to bed so I'll write it up tomorrow.

The dream started off were I was Trent from Big Momma's house and I made great friends with everyone from school. Somehow people found out I at one stage wore a fat suit and pretended to be a female (like Trent did in Big Momma's house 3). I heard whisperers that people had found out and had planned to gang up on me to cause me harm. I threw a jumper over myself and quickly hid in the crowds of students as I walked onto a field which led me to a basket ball court. I quickly made my way out of the basket ball court and in front of the school were all of a sudden, Bellatrix from Harry Potter came running out from the street. I then transformed into Harry Potter. Bellatrix and I exchanged words but I cannot remember the convosation. I remember running from her after we shared words. I then appeared in a meat shop with this other guy, we were looking at meat when I noticed the meat seller was acting a tad odd. I got freaked out a bit and started to run to the closest door which was a door to another room. As I ran, I opened the door and bolted inside, arrows following behind me. Thankfully they flew into the chair that I moved from behind in the nick of time. Sadly, I was in a room with Lord Voldemort and his followers. Voldemort and his followers knew I was there but they ignored me as I walked around the room, looking for a way out which I found out, there wasn't so I decided to go stand by a empty chair. A big gaint guy then sat beside my empty seat and he kept staring at me, he randomly said some sexual stuff to me so I got freaked out got to the ground and climbed under the chairs to get away from him as I couldn't go around the chairs. I ended up next to Lord Voldemort. Voldemort was rather nice and calm, he also was hungry and wanted some food so he asked me what I wanted to eat.. I replied 'Subway' and I, his followers and him went and got Subway.