non-lucid

DJ Log: September 22, 2011 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am setting up my sound system for an outdoor electronic music festival. After I finish connecting everything, I walk around and explore the grounds. I walk toward the main vending area to find Tara and a couple of others hanging out under one of the vendor's canopies. I don't recognize the others by name, but they look a bit familiar. They are talking about how they dislike the first DJ that's supposed to play. Tara says, “Hey! I know you!” and gives me a hi-five, then I walk toward another group of people to see who's there. As I'm walking, I trip over something and fall, waking me up.

I had a lucid last night, it might have ranked among my top ten best lucids. Enjoy. :3

I was in the 8th grade hall of my school, having a conversation with a friend about, ironically, lucid dreaming. The dismissal bell had rung; everybody, in colorful clothes, was heading downstairs via the double staircase and to the door beside of it. My friend departed, and I didn't pay attention to where he was going, but by the looks of it, he was going to fall down the stairs.

I was shortly outside, walking on the path to the bus loop that went along the mostly glass side of the school. Somewhere along the way I met another friend, distinguishable from his ethnicity and his green coat. Also, along the way, I became lucid. I continued walking, to prevent myself from getting too excited.

I marveled at how real everything was, everything was so accurate. I took this path every day for two years, and I'm still walking it this year, but I was still very impressed. Even the ditch that had been recently filled in, only this week, was accurate. The only flaws were a giant dollar weed growing next to the filled in ditch, and the lack of chalk paintings beneath my feat.



I was now on the asphalt road to the bus loop. Garbage trucks and other kinds of large trucks parked here. The light dimmed, mist seeped in around the sides of of the building and the surrounding forest. I just went along with it. My initial lucidity is usually followed by some sort of event that seemed to try to knock me back into non lucidity, usually I give in. Not this time.

"He's coming," I heard somebody whisper. Sound's just about right, it always seems to be a DC trying to confront me.

The basket ball court, a way's away, expanded to the size of a football field, and I was on top of it. The mist turned into a dark gray fog. I saw a dash at the fog's edge, chasing somebody.

It was really fast, like a ninja. According the the blur, the attacker was white with blonde hair, and he throws his arms back and leans forward at he runs.

I run around aimlessly, hoping for a sigh of the dream character. While running, I stuck a hand out and barely caught a pen, being thrown like a knife, from hitting another DC on the field. I smirked and said something incoherent, as it was hard to focus. I hadn't come derailed at all from the dream; concentration was just a little rough. I ran in pursuit of the attacker.

At some point, I stumbled, and as I caught my self from the fall, a rather late idea emerged;

I should stabilize the dream!

(Author's note: If you're one of those people who like music while reading about fights, I'd recommend this.)

"Anchor dream," I managed to blurt out. The dream immediately stabilized by at least five times. It had already been realistic; but it was like I was playing a video game, now I was actually there. I noticed after stabilized that my vision was about to black out before. I suppose I caught my fall more ways than one.

A swift force dropped me to the ground and rolled me over, and the attacker was standing on top of me, a short, pointed stick pulled back in his left hand, and a dragon shaped kazoo held less then a foot from my face in his right.

Perfect.

I moved the kazoo aside with a forearm, feeling it's jagged wooden texture, the feelings of the spikes on the dragon kazoo were that of the dull edge of a wooden cube.

The attacker, no older that thirteen, thrust his stick forward, towards my chest. As I intercepted, I noticed from the feeling of his momentum that he was only applying brute force and no technique other than a few fancy stances. Many principles of waking life combat are not present in lucid dreaming, needless to say. But I could name a few.

The dream character I was fighting was fast, but within limit. I kept his arms away from his center so he lacked protection and so he would take longer to recover. I disarmed him from his stick by drawing a circle with his wrist, and I made it burst into flames by setting my hand on fire. I reached out towards him with my flaming hand and he scampered back ten feet, and I stood up.

The dream transitioned to a bedroom, lit by a window. The ceiling was slanted, it was part of the roof. The boy who attacked me was sitting in a corner for reason, and I made him vanish on a whim. I contemplated on flying through the window, wondering if I would fit. The corners of my vision began fading quickly. My single attempt to re-stabilize the dream failed, and I blacked out into the insides of my eyelids, which I opened. I did a reality check using the digital clock on my dresser. I was awake.

But then I fell asleep again, and I can recall some dream about a squad of seven jet fighters that ended sadly with a nuke and them all being incinerated.

So that was cool.

09/03/2011
Dream Fragment
I don't remember very much of this dream at all. I was being held at gunpoint, by a group of women. We were in some old treasure room, with ancient maps on the walls, and all kinds of trinkets on the table. I remember that I had knowledge of a key which opened a secret compartment of this room. While the girls were trying to find the way to get to the next section of their scavenger hunt, I discretely checked any nooks and crannies for something that might have held the key.

Later, I remember being on rooftops, in the city. For some reason, I (and a few others) were having to glide between these rooftops with parachutes; essentially 'hopping' from rooftop to rooftop. I can't remember what for, though.



09/05/2011
"From Supernatural to Superheroes"

(I really wish I remembered more of this one.)

I was with one of my exes, in a hotel. There was a lot of normal stuff that went on in the beginning of this dream, but I don't remember very much of it. Soon, though, we were getting attacked by werewolves. I remember then charging into the various hallways and rooms of the hotel, and then anyone who was mauled (but not killed), would become one of them. I also had a dog. Something like a lab, I believe. It stuck with me, throughout the dream, but one of the werewolves ended up getting it's hands on the animal. I remember the werewolf's face as it sneered at me and bit into my dog, ever so slowly, glaring at me. It was actually taunting me, slowly sinking a single fang into the dog - just enough to where it was sending the message to me that my dog would be turned into one of them.

Later, I was back up in the hotel, and the werewolves were no longer in the picture. Instead, a giant robot had torn the roof of the hotel off, and was attacking us all from above. The robot was huge, and resembled a Sentinel, from Marvel Comics. My mom was in the scene now, and she was trying her best to hide from the metal giant that was tearing our room apart; ripping through the concrete foundation as if the building were made of tightly compact dirt. Finally, I realized that I was dreaming. Even though I knew she was a DC, I couldn't stand to see my mom so horrified. I threw my hands up above us and creating a green dome of energy, which acted as a force field. The giant made a couple of attempts to attack, but could not get passed the barrier. During this stand-off, I had somehow gotten word that the Avengers (or various Marvel superheroes) had arrived, to help fight the metal colossus. I heard one of them talking about how Spider-Man was inside the robot, tearing it apart from within. I thought this sounded like an awesome idea.

I moved to the massive hole in the wall, still on some high level of the hotel. Not quite caring whether or not there was something to anchor myself to, I flicked my hand out like Spider-Man and visualized the web leaving my arm. It worked without effort, and I swung across the gap between myself and the robot, and drove my feet into its chest - smashing my way into the belly of the beast. Inside, the first thing that came to mind was Spider-Man's 'Maximum Spider' hyper combo. (I had been watching Marvel vs. Capcom 3 vids all day. Lol.) Mimicking the movement, I shot myself all around the inside of the robot, tearing through wires and parts, bouncing around within its center, like a BB in a tin can. Once confident I had done enough damage, I jumped down into the street, where a bunch of people were standing around in the hotel parking lot, watching the mayhem. I went over to talk to some girl, when a car suddenly came speeding through the parking lot, skidding around corners and almost hitting all of us. I noticed that the man had a toddler in the backseat, and this instinctively pissed me off. (Just the other day, I saw a guy blow through a stop sign with a toddler in his car, after peeling out of the liquor store parking lot.) Using telekinesis, I slammed a downward force onto the hood of his car from a distance, trying to stop it, but only causing it to bounce. I did it again, more forcefully, the car bouncing even more violently, seeming as if it were about to shake apart. Throwing my fist down toward the ground again, I gave one more forceful TK command. This time, I guess it was more intense than even I had intended. Not only did the car's front end smash down into the concrete, but the entire car burst into flames, as if I had purposefully lit it on fire with pyrokinesis.

The last thing I remember is having a distinct sense of 'oops', before waking up.

08/31/2011
Dream Fragment One
I was hanging out with MJ and my other ex, GV. GV was jealous because MJ and I were so close, and we were just having a great time. At one point, we'd stood back to back and were leaning over each other, cracking each others' backs and laughing, while GV kind of stood off in the background. I also remember MJ telling me she loved me at some point in time.


Dream Fragment Two
(I only remember a few seconds of this dream. )

I remember flying really fast, over an ocean at night. I believe I was flying like Iron Man - with my palms facing back, and being propelled by my hands and feet - but I don't remember whether or not I was actually wearing the Iron Man suit. Spontaneously, I realized how unusual it was that I was flying, and I became lucid. My flight arched down toward the oncoming shoreline, and I brought my feet down below me. Touching down to the water, a few yards before reaching the shore, my feet skimmed over the water, like a skier pivoting to a stop, until I was actually stepping onto dry land. I took a moment to look at my hands, trying to anchor myself into the dream, but I also noticed that the tide was coming in extremely quickly. (Come to think of it, when I was looking at my hands, I wasn't wearing the suit. I didn't notice that until now.) It seemed more like flood waters rising, really. Whereas I was standing on the sandy shore, moments before, I quickly found myself submerged in water, up to my thighs. This made me really uncomfortable, and I starting think about sea monsters, which normally plague me in dreams that deal with a lot of water in them. Getting kind of creeped out by this, I shot up out of the water and flew into the sky again.

Unfortunately, I woke up, soon after take-off.



09/01/2011
Dream Fragment One
I remember that I had company over, and my room was a mess. There was also a large spider with a big orange sack on its back, scurrying around.


Dream Fragment Two
I was riding in the truck with my dad. He was driving. We were going down some cliff-side pathway, with a steep embankment to our left. The pathway was so narrow that it didn't even seem like the truck would be able to navigate it, without toppling off of the cliff. Before us, the pathway also dipped down into a flooded area, which we were apparently going to have to pass, to get by. The last thing I remember was pulling out my cellphone, to get a picture of these crazy flood waters.

I was in Amsterdam for some unknown reason to me. I was extremely excited to be there but yet I was anxious because I had absolutely NO money on me and $0.00 in my account. I knew that I was going to have to call Allen and ask him to wire some money into my account for me. For the time being, I decided to explore the city and have fun. I was traveling alone and I found this extremely enjoyable (something I might consider doing one day in my waking life). I remember strolling over bridges, looking at rivers, and feeling the warmth of the sun on my back. It was really sunny with a brisk wind. I came to this really big night club like thing. There was a ton of people there even though it wasn’t night time yet. There appeared to be a line but I casually walked past everyone and went inside. Inside was large and square shaped with black walls and floors. There were bright strobe lights with green and blue beams above the crowds. Everyone was dancing in a really hard core way but I was still just casually strolling through the crowds, bobbing my head to the beat of the music. I then came upon stairwells that lead to a basement. The music wasn’t very loud down there. The floor was cement and there were plastic sheets hanging from the ceiling. There was a small crowd of about 6 people down there wearing heavy winter coats. Though this may sound like a scary situation my mind was very at ease as I knew this presented no danger to me. I began to chat with the people down there casually as if I knew them. Then a blonde man walked out from behind some sheets eating some food on a tray in his hand. Everyone seemed excited to see him. I saw the food and remembered that I had no money and that I still hadn’t called Allen. I didn’t say anything to the man but he seemed to know what I was thinking because he told me that he got the food for free from a school cafeteria and that I could get as much as I wanted for free too. I was happy to hear that and I felt as if I knew that I would be taken care of. I hung out with all the people down there for a while longer and then me and the blonde man went back upstairs to the club. I wondered around and danced fro a while longer. I went back outside and was walking down a narrow ally. Woke up.

Just short fragment I had during an afternoon nap

Craig (a relative) starts to stick to things and himself. Like, he'd bend his arm and his forearm and upper arm would stick to each other. Eventually he sort of becomes an amorphous blob. He absorbs his whole family.

Weird.

I'm following a young man that I know to be in possession of a very valuable and dangerous potion that he will inevitably consume. I'm trying to keep him from drinking it. I follow him through a shopping mall sort of thing and follow him to a ... shoe department? He seems suspicious of me, and he has a friend with him. To throw off the suspicion, when we get to the food court, I don't sit facing him. Eventually, before I can apprehend him, he drinks the potion and turns into a huge Mr. Hyde-like monster. I know this monster will probably kill me, but I try to fight him. I also remember trying to evacuate the mall and save as many people as I can. I remember the monster being on a balcony type thing a few floors above me, and I know that I'm going to have to fight him right now.

Wow. That was a pretty epic dream I guess. Definitely unusual. Just fragments, though. Nothing that can really be used to derive a dream sign.

i was in some shop with a ton of other people. there were tires on the ground. this guys starts talking about how to air them up and set them to the right pressure. i already knew how to do this so i went ahead and aired up and all that to a couple tires. then the teacher came over and told me to go help this one chick from my school. so i went over and started to talk to her then my mom woke me up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I may have started out on a subway train. Eventually I was hanging on to the outside of a train as it rode above ground. It was daytime, and the sky was clear blue. The train eventually ran through a weird sort of tunnel, which was nothing more than iron beams creating a frame where a tunnel would have been. The tunnel seemed to run through and over a body of water, which seemed to stretch off to the left forever.

The train became a series of black, chain-link, metal fence cages. The cages were each big enough to hold one person comfortably, although I think I saw a few of my "friends" (random dream characters?) in one cage-car. A lot of the cage-cars may actually have been empty.

I found out somehow that the train was powered completely by electricity. This was supposed to be really great and innovative. I was really excited about this innovation -- electric trains. But these cage-cars (I was still "riding" by hanging on to the outside of one) looked really shoddy and worn-down. I was afraid that the electricity powering the train would travel along the outside of the walls and electrocute me.

I saw the train speeding away, apparently with me still on it, as if my view had left my body.

Dream #2

I was in an office. The office space was kind of small, drab, and grey. I sat in some corner of a wider space like a common area for three or four private offices. Across from my was a receptionist's desk. The receptionist's desk was big and made out of wood. Whatever I was sitting in felt very small -- almost like a plastic chair and desk for a little kid. I saw from a very low angle.

A female co-worker of mine from two jobs ago, AC, walked into one of the offices. My female friend H was in the office. AC gave H some work to do. It had to do with the companies Research in Motion and Red Hat, as well as a couple other mobile communications companies. H was now going to be working on getting information about these companies.

AC walked out of the office with a female co-worker. She told her co-worker, "I always thought ----- (some name that may have had the word "Bubble" in it) was one of my favorite companies. But it doesn't look like it's going to be a success, at least not for a while."

AC and her co-worker left. I wondered how it was that H had managed to get a job doing my old job. (It must actually have been my old boss' job, since she was sitting in an office, not a cubicle.)

I was now outside with H. We were standing outside "her car," all the doors of which were open. The car was full of junk, all kinds of paper stuffed in the front and back seat. H was panicked and complaining bitterly about how she thought she wasn't going to make it in school, and how she wasn't going to get her Ph.D.

I told her that she had nothing to worry about. She was doing a lot of great stuff with her studies. And she had a steady job. So even if she didn't make it in school, she'd have a steady income. I couldn't figure out why H was complaining so intensely all the time.

I was in Winn-Dixie, I'm not sure who with, but all I remember is that I wanted to get something. I convinced a lady to let her pay for it and me walk out to the car with her and pay for it. When she was leaving I saw 3 bags of groceries that she left. One was under the scanner, one behind the cashier, and one on the table. I said nothing. As we were walking to her car it was awkward, nothing was said. I helped her load her groceries in and did not see my item and realized it was inside with the other 3 bags. I brought them out and got my item, still not sure what it was.

Next, still at Winn-Dixie, my friend pulls up and I hop in. I think it is Dan, not sure what car or who he was with. We drove around trying to find a parking space and ended up on the other side of the lot. I was frustrated because we were behind an idiotic driver. We passed him, and the next thing I know we were walking past a cop car parked in the middle of the lot. We passed a cop on the way in.

I'm at the old farmhouse. It's a boarding house now. There is a young woman working as the cook to help pay for her stay. She owes some money for the food she's eaten during her visit. She has short, curly black hair and is fairly pretty. She works at the stove, wearing a dress and an apron. I get the feeling that she has no money and won't be able to pay her tab, but she insists that she will pay it.

There is a man staying at the house and I don't think he can pay for anything either. He eats at the kitchen table. He leaves to go do chores outside to help pay for his stay.

When more visitors arrive and there is some distraction, the young woman leaves quietly. She leaves a loaf of wonder bread to pay for her stay. I think to myself, "That is better than nothing I guess. It's not as good as homemade bread though."

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Ok I fell asleep unconsciously on my WILD attempt. Score!
But I woke up frequentely during this night, and every awakening was after a dream, so I have started to notice my micro awakenings. I told myself to not write down any dream, and I ended up only remember two, but these were the most vivid and cool dreams anway.I will also starrt to give each dream a sepcial Headline, so I know what every dream was.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]
[B]Surviving The Train:[/B]

Me and my friend David was walking in an brittish neighborhood. Then a wind blow me up on a window, it was very high up in a building and I looked in through the window. Two men looked at me, they had a scary appeal and they pushed me of the window. I fell and under me was a trainrail and I was going to land on it. I heard a train approaching and I knew I was going to die. I fell on a fence and accidently pushed a fat man on the rail, his weight stopped slowed the train down and I miraculasly grabbed landed on the fence and saw the train pass by.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I woke up and I had some more dreams, but I don't remember them anymore. But after one of the awakenings I had this dream.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"][B]The Dragons Egg Quest:[/B]

I were in a van with 5 other guys. We were some sort of team and had just robbed a bank. Every member had a really cool appearance and I felt like just a regular guy among the cool guys. The police started to chase us, but then one guy in the driver of our van who seemed to be the leader said "Ah to hell with this, and he stopped the car and went out" He yelled to the policeman "Let's solve this man to man" And then he approached the policeman and did the coolest kick I have ever seen.
In this dream I somehow rewinded this kick and saw it all happen again in slowmotion. The policeman was knocked out.
It looked something like this but in a jump: [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy6rG-jTVRs&feature=related[/url]
Then another police stepped out from the policecar, it was a midget police, but a musucular one.
He ran and dived into our car window and start hit us, the our leader grabbed the midget in the neck and throw him away haha. Then we walked into an old town and I picked up some rocks from the ground and saw that they had a layer of gold.
Some guy said "It's nothing compared to where we are headed. Infront of us were now the most epic castle or building I have ever seen. It was built of something red material, but I couldn't figure out what it was.
"Inside there are dragons who are gurading eggs, and these eggs are made of gold!" I hear someone saying.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Cool dream, but here I woke up...[/COLOR]

DJ Log: September 21, 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am standing outside my truck with the driver's side door open, looking at the dirty windshield. I reach under the seat and pull out a garden hose, and then spray down the inside of the windshield. After rolling the hose back under the seat, I wipe the windshield dry with a towel.

This dream was pretty short and pretty badass. Here I am looking out side my bedroom window, Suddenly this girl was looking at me, She looked quite familiar but I really didn't know who she was, So suddenly I turned away and walked back away from the curtains. She comes through the window and breaks the glass wielding a Katana sword. She tries to chase me and attack me with this blade and I woke up.

I was walking home from somewhere, at first I was able to walk just fine, but after awhile, I became tired, and I was reduced to crawling. It was as if my limbs would not listen to my brain unless I forced them to. I got tired of not being able to move, so I called a taxi. I asked the taxi driver to take me to the town I live in. we started moving. for the longest time, I just sat there, trying to regain my strength. I watched the buildings turn to trees, and the trees turn to mountains, but I did not realize that this was the incorrect way to my hometown, as I live in a populated area, not in a mountain. I started seeing other cars, like the one we were in. the taxi driver seemed to be distracted by the other cars that looked like his, so he got out some sort of radio and spoke into it, asking the cars to change colors or something like that. Suddenly all the cars were white with a black stripe down the middle, I thought that was strange for all the cars on the road to suddenly look the same, it reminded me that I may have not given him enough info to get to my house. I gave him my address so that he could get back on the right course. This made the taxi driver angry, he hunched over, his eyes turned red, and he got a rather nasty scowl on his face. I thought that this may be because I had given him the wrong info before, but I didnt' have much time to contemplate this, as I fell asleep before I could do much thinking.

I woke on a stone slab in a dark shack in my underwear. I was vaguely aware of my cell phone on my right cheek (not the face). I got up, confused, and I walked out a door with a small amount of light shining through the bottom. Outside, the taxi driver and a young blond girl were outside, sharpening meat hooks

(side note, I have never seen a meat hook before this dream, and I am surprised that this is exactly what they had in the dream.)

"Good morning, Meat." said the taxi driver.

I started running, but I became confused when they didn't immediately chase after me. I turned around and asked about it, but they didn't respond. the girl begun approaching me with a meat hook. Knowing I didn't have cell phone service, (I checked when I was running away) I knew my only option was to disarm her. I visualized what I wanted to do, grab the meat hook in mid swing and take it from her. before I knew it, I had the meat hook. I didn't hesitate. I plunged the hook into her back and yanked toward me, the meat hook embedded into her left, shoulder. I yanked it again, and it came out her chest. She didn't make a sound. I approached the taxi driver slowly, not noticing that the girl had simply disappeared completely. I wasn't sure how I was going to disarm him, he had two meat hooks, one in each hand. A meat hook flew at my head, I caught it. I was slightly confused, the taxi driver was throwing the meat hooks at me? the other meat hook flew at my head, again, I caught it. well, if he wanted to make my job easier, that's his choice. I embedded a meat hook in his skull, he was still alive, and I didn't feel like seeing his skull ripped open, so I embedded the other into his back. he disappeared as wall. I sat on the stone slab again, a bit tired, I rested.

I woke up in the same place, in a different paradigm. instead of the cold, creepy place I was in before, I was in a very nice, warm warm bedroom. the stone slab was now a proper bed, and the shack was a very nice room. the door opened, and the taxi driver poked his head in, I could tell he was no longer malicious. the taxi driver had a drink in hand, "Hey, want a Pepsi?" I said sure, even though I don't like Pepsi, He tossed the glass bottle to me, I caught it in my elbow. when I looked at it, it had changed to a mtn. dew. I set it aside and said, "I'll wake up soon" as I was a bit tired of the dream plane, and was ready to wake up.

I awoke.