non-lucid

It started at a water park and we were probably riding rides but the farthest back in the dream I can remember we were about to leave the park. I didn't want to leave yet because I wanted to buy a souvenir before we left. So I got in the truck and my dad was with me in the passenger seat. We went through some parking garages and dirt roads through the water park and then we parked it and found a clothing shop.

We went inside and found out it was a Gothic clothing store. After laughing at some of the clothing there I said maybe they have some better stores here. We went out the door, turned a corner, and there was another store but they sold boring stuff and I can't remember what it was they sold. We exited the store from another door inside the store and we were now in a mall!

I love collecting knives and swords so I immediately searched for a knife shop. I couldn't find one anywhere... I searched and searched but still no knife shop. I thought maybe there was an app for my phone that can tell me what stores were here and there was. It said there was one but it didn't say where it was.

I then began searching for a map (don't worry the interesting part is coming up). I thought maybe there were maps on those display stands at the front of the store. When I got there the unexpected happened.

I saw the map and was so happy that I could find out where the store was! As I'm walking toward it, a bunch of people dressed like death metal freaks were riding on motorcycles with demonic appearances like fire and skulls, and they drove through the glass walls at the front of the mall, ran over the display stand (come on really? I needed that map) and, started attacking mall shoppers. I was kinda pissed at first when they destroyed my map, but then I saw the store I was looking for! It was a mid-evil/magic shop. I walked in with my broseph (taterking5), and we explored all kinds of things! There were swords, axes, shields, armor sets, wizard robes, magic spell books, wands, staffs, all the fantasy stuff in one store except it looked real. I found a veil filled with this sparkling liquid that said invisible liquid. It was 4 dollars so I bought it. I don't think we had much more time to buy anything else because of the death metal bikers causing havoc.

I went to an office that had a bed, a desk, and a few other bedroom similarities in it and found a biker just sitting there. I walked in and started talking to him about the store I went in and he said yeah that store is cool. He held his hand out and focused on a cup on a table across the room and started concentrating on it and then he said a few words and I can't remember them but they were gibberish anyway. Something like blahmeg shnizen fluah (reminds me of German). When he said that, the cup started floating and he could move it around like he was using the force. So I went to try and accidentally knocked it over on the bed and it got wet. Then, I focused on the bed and said the words and the bed started drying! He smiled and said I was very powerful at this magic. Then, my friends walked in and he got up and left. I said watch this, you won't believe it. I focused on the cup and said the magic words, but it took way more focus and I tensed my muscles in my arm and head even more than before. It levitated and everyone was in shock. I told them how but they couldn't figure it out. I then said look what I got from that store over there and pulled out the invisible liquid and poured it on the pillow and half of it was now invisible! I then got some on my hands and then they too turned invisible in the pattern I spilled on my fingers. I then remember coughing a lot during the moving of objects and turning stuff invisible. I thought that's odd, I was fine before. Maybe I am getting a reaction from the liquid.

I used the powers I got for a while longer and then I woke up.

I dreamed caught a mouse in a trap. I was going to let the dog play with the dead mouse but then I noticed the poor thing wasnt dead. So I took the trap and all outside and punched it hard a couple of times to crush the mouse. As I was trying to open the trap I noticed it still wasnt completely dead, it was twitching some. So I got a rock and crushed its head. Its blood was green. Then I opened the trap and dropped it out for the dog to play with.

A couple of minutes later I saw that it had turned into a cat and it was alive and walking around but hurt! Btw I think our dog might have been a cat in this dream but cant remember for sure. Then later in the same dream my dad had the cat in his arms and he brought it in the house to show me and put the cat near my face and I was scared it would claw me to pieces, but it didnt claw me, maybe swatted at me a time or two. I think it had a bandage wrapping around its neck but cant remember for sure.

I was at work. Up in the delivery bay (I work part time at a sports store) were some of my friends as well as people I didn't recognise. My friends were at the front of the people who were in rows, facing them.

Walking downstairs towards the shop floor, a man started shooting a machine gun at me. Somehow I got the gun and started firing back. The bullets were unpredictable and slow and the man managed to escape by running down the stairs towards the fire exit.
I ran out of ammo and I knew he was coming back. I ran onto the shop floor and towards the other end of the store, which was the tills. There was an empty rail in the way, which I slide under. I got to tills but the man had followed closely with a dagger.

I struggled with the man for a while but finally stabbed me wih the small dagger in the side of the neck. The man then ran off. I didn't removed the dagger. I fell to the floor. No one was calling 999. I started to panic.

I was outside a small coffee shop. I was at one of the outside tables that were put out for the customers. A few of my friends were there at the table with me. I went up to the counter-window to get sugar for my coffee. The lady at the counter said she'd have to go out to the back (or her car?) to get some. At the counter were little pots of colourful items. Probably where the sugar should have been kept.

BiscuitHappyz's Dream

More fragments last night. Sorry about that. But I do have a fun little extra...


Fragment #1:

I had a dream that about three of my middle school friends were in, and we were walking through the sunny and not very dense pine forest outside of my elementary school. One, let's call him Yarblarblar, was yanking on my hair, and it stung a bit.

"Stop that, please," I say. Yarblarblar laughs and continues anyway.

"Stop," I said after a while of him tugging, and more assertive this time. Yarblarblar thinks this is hysterical, but ceases for the time being. I could tell he was going to do it again, though.

I saw a large stick wedged into the ground near a towering pine tree, and I got an idea. I walked slowly, waiting for Yarblarblar to resume pulling. Once he did, I pulled the stick out of the ground with my left hand, as though it was a lighter version of the Excaliber. I swung it at his ribcage, and it narrowly passed through his block. It smacked him within three seconds of when I withdrew the stick from the ground. And he hunched over, clutching his rib.

"Owww," He moaned.

"Whoops," I said, sincerely. "Didn't mean to hit that hard, mate. You okay?"


Fragment #2:

I was playing a Minecraft 1.8.2 patch, and was slaughtering a pack of pigs. I was in a bright green plain surrounded by rainforest. So yeah.



Pirate version:


I had a dream that about three o' me middle school buckos were in, and we were walkin' through t' sunny and not very dense pine forest outside o' me elementary school. One, let's call him Squid-Brained Scallywag, was yankin' on me hair, and it stung a bit.

"Oi, stop that, matey, if ye will," Says I. Squid-Brained Scallywag laughs and continues anyway.

"Avast! Ye should stop now, bucko, if ye know what's good for ye." I said after a while o' him tuggin', and more assertive this time. Squid-Brained Scallywag thinks this be hysterical, but quits for t' time bein'. Avast, I could tell he was goin' t' do it again.

I saw a big arse stick wedged into t' ground near a big arse pine, and I got an idea. I walked slowly, waitin' for Squid-Brained Scallywag t' go back a pullin'. Once he did, I pulled t' stick out o' t' ground with me port hand, like it were a lighter version o' Black beard's cutlass. I swung it at his middle, and it closely sailed through his arms. It smacked the fool in three seconds from o' when I withdrew t' stick from t' ground. And he hunched over, clutchin' his rib.

"Owww," Says he.

"Yarrr," I said, sincerely. "Get yerself out o' t' bung hole, mate. You okay?"

Fragment #2:
I be playing Minecraft 1.8.2 patch, and was escortin' a crew o' pig to Davy Jones' Locker. I was in a bright green flatland surrounded by rainforest. Aye.


Arrr, happy yap like a man o' t' seas day to ye!


EDIT: This managed to take a spot on the Lucid Inquirer, for Dream Journal Weekly! Thanks for choosing it!

BiscuitHappyz's Dream

More fragments last night. Sorry about that. But I do have a fun little extra...


Fragment #1:

I had a dream that about three of my middle school friends were in, and we were walking through the sunny and not very dense pine forest outside of my elementary school. One, let's call him Yarblarblar, was yanking on my hair, and it stung a bit.

"Stop that, please," I say. Yarblarblar laughs and continues anyway.

"Stop," I said after a while of him tugging, and more assertive this time. Yarblarblar thinks this is hysterical, but ceases for the time being. I could tell he was going to do it again, though.

I saw a large stick wedged into the ground near a towering pine tree, and I got an idea. I walked slowly, waiting for Yarblarblar to resume pulling. Once he did, I pulled the stick out of the ground with my left hand, as though it was a lighter version of the Excaliber. I swung it at his ribcage, and it narrowly passed through his block. It smacked him within three seconds of when I withdrew the stick from the ground. And he hunched over, clutching his rib.

"Owww," He moaned.

"Whoops," I said, sincerely. "Didn't mean to hit that hard, mate. You okay?"


Fragment #2:

I was playing a Minecraft 1.8.2 patch, and was slaughtering a pack of pigs. I was in a bright green plain surrounded by rainforest. So yeah.



Pirate version:


I had a dream that about three o' me middle school buckos were in, and we were walkin' through t' sunny and not very dense pine forest outside o' me elementary school. One, let's call him Squid-Brained Scallywag, was yankin' on me hair, and it stung a bit.

"Oi, stop that, matey, if ye will," Says I. Squid-Brained Scallywag laughs and continues anyway.

"Avast! Ye should stop now, bucko, if ye know what's good for ye." I said after a while o' him tuggin', and more assertive this time. Yarblarblar thinks this be hysterical, but quits for t' time bein'. Avast, I could tell he was goin' t' do it again.

I saw a big arse stick wedged into t' ground near a big arse pine, and I got an idea. I walked slowly, waitin' for Squid-Brained Scallywag t' go back a pullin'. Once he did, I pulled t' stick out o' t' ground with me port hand, like it were a lighter version o' Black beard's cutlass. I swung it at his middle, and it closely sailed through his arms. It smacked the fool in three seconds from o' when I withdrew t' stick from t' ground. And he hunched over, clutchin' his rib.

"Owww," Says he.

"Yarrr," I said, sincerely. "Get yerself out o' t' bung hole, mate. You okay?"

Fragment #2:
I be playing Minecraft 1.8.2 patch, and was escortin' a crew o' pig to Davy Jones' Locker. I was in a bright green flatland surrounded by rainforest. Aye.


Arrr, happy yap like a man o' t' seas day to ye!

I transferred to a school that you would probably find in Halloween Town. It was pretty cool, except, the food was, well, not so great. You'd think it would be candy and sweets, but, no. It was candied spiders or something like that, spaghetti with actual worms and eyeballs, and more disgusting things. I decided to bring a home lunch from now on.

I looked on a sign right next to the food which said, "You only have six minutes to eat, better hurry." Or something like that.
Some people all headed outside for something. I followed them, and Sam (twin sis) tagged along. The most popular guy in the school was about 30 or so yards from me. I got really mad for some reason. I started sprinting (and so did Sam!), but I could sprint faster since I was in Cross Country. I leaped up, almost in slow motion, to try to punch the popular guy in the eye. He deflected it. I grabbed a toy lightsaber (real maybe, but the beam didn't work, then) out of nowhere and tried to hit him with it. Every blow that I gave went in slow motion. I tried to hit him with it, but he stuck out his arm to block. We were in that position for a couple of seconds. I wonder what I looked like there.

A light overtook us. Then my dream speeded forward to lunch the next day. I did not eat again. The popular guy was there, standing up with his group of friends. He wasn't mad at me about the previous day. He ate a lot for lunch, not sure what he ate, but he ate one more bite. And then he goes, "Aww, why did I just eat that?" Then all his friends go, "Dude, you were full already!"

So they held him down or something between 2 chairs so he wouldn't upchuck. I walked beside him in the nicest manner I could and patted his hand and said, "You'll be okay." I smiled, then walked off.
That's all I remember.

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Only got 6 or so hours of sleep, so not much recall. I only remember some thoughts that were running through my mind as I woke up in the middle of the night.

1) Thinking about the 4 guys I had made a video game with on Saturday. Maybe one of them still had to do something for it?

Non-Lucid
Lucid
Hypnagogic Thoughts

This dream consisted of me starting on a cruise ship and I actually wanted to start flying in the dream but I wasn't lucid so I couldn't. I first met a waiter who had worked on the ship. I asked her if she knew the other Russian ones i had met before. She said she knew one and then we finished talking. I later saw her close to the elevators and decided to go upstairs with her but when i started going up the stairs she started running away. I later found myself in the bathroom close to some guy that was very angry. He wanted to kill me but I got away.

This dream started with me, my best friend Nikita, and one of his friends sitting at Nikita's house. For some reason we went on the computer and started searching up porn. We found a funny video which consisted of some sort of knight in medieval times who has sex with his best friend. The scene was extremely intimate. Nikita's mom then walked in and started talking to us. I got scared but was so aroused that I went into the bathroom and started masturbating. Nikita's mother had walked in on me masturbating and started arousing and seducing me. I got extremely aroused and had sex with her on the bed of her house.

This dream started out at the lobby of my apartment complex. My mom was walking with me from the store back home and some women in a car started honking at my mom. I came up to the window and started yelling at them using vulgar words. I later was left in the lobby while my mom went upstairs. I sat on the bench and then came in this girl from the car who was just beautiful and so hot. She came up to me and started telling me she was sorry about honking and she didn't mean to do it. She said "Let me give you a kiss" so i said back to her OK and instead of a kiss we started going to the elevator and started having extremely intimate kissing and she led me to her bedroom. We started having sex and the dream ended soon after.

The final dream consisted of me at a corn maze with my parents and I had lost all my directions and was forced to live there for a long time.

In my dream last night, I found myself driving my truck across a field. A friend of mine was riding in the passenger seat and we were on his ranch. (In the waking world, he doesn't have a ranch) Anyway, I've got a couple of bales of hay in the back of the truck and we're taking it to where there is some construction going on. I come to a creek bed that has no water in it, but it's still muddy, as if it had been raining recently. I choose a place to cross and speed up so that I don't get bogged down in the mud. I make it across without getting stuck, and only then do I see another place close by where the crossing would have been easier. I ask my friend, "Is that where you usually cross?" and he replies by nodding his head up and down. We get to the construction site and start unloading the hay, which we plan on spreading out over the ground for some reason. Don't remember anything after that.

Kumara's Dreams

Childhood defenses and threatening transformation

I am driving fast, and as I crest a hill, I hit a huge wave of vibration that I thought of as “resistance”, an impression of police on the side of the road with a radar-type instrument that was emitting the waves. The vehicle slowed wayyyy down and I felt the vibrations all through my body, it was as if reality itself was impacted by the waves. I grabbed my seatbelt and fastened it, though it was difficult, like moving through molasses.

I drive on and to take shelter in a building on the beach, and many people were streaming by, running toward the water. Big machines were coming, that I thought of as “transformers” that I only maybe had a glimpse of.

I was with Pax and a little girl, we were running for the shelter. I didn’t think we had long so I stopped to tell Pax and the little girl that I love them. I faced Pax and as I told him I love him, he said something at the same time. I felt a little sad, I don’t remember what he said but I felt at the time it was dismissive. Then we were running and I started to yell at the little girl that I love her, but I only had an impression of a Little Debbie’s box that was under her arm or she had become the box, and I realized, “she’s not even real!”.

We ran into the shelter. Pax and I sat on a landing in the stairwell. The first big machine went by, and I could see in my mind a cartoon of toys that had come to battle the ‘transformers’. Then another machine came by, and I knew this one was more dangerous because it was radiating heat. It hit the building I was in, and the building listed and fell over. I was unharmed, and now felt more like a point of awareness than an “I”. The corner of the landing turned over on me, thus protecting me. While I felt the heat and the rumble of the machine passing by, I could simultaneously see in my mind a line of cartoon tugboats all lined up to my left, with faces and determined looks, all there to fight the threatening machines. I noticed a thought, “it’s as if all of my childhood toys are lining up to protect me/fight.”


The Indian guy on my back

I was lying on my couch, it seemed like me in a different reality because I had a different, larger laptop that was on a stand in front of me next to the couch. I was on my left side, and a browser was open on the laptop. A tab popped open, and maybe more had that I closed, I remember the screen was red with a white CB logo, I understood that I had picked up some sort of virus. As I was noticing that, I noticed how I was feeling and did an RC. “Can I fly?” I started to rise up out of my body off of the couch, so I went with it and let myself float up and I flew out of my apartment. I noticed the view of the weeping willows in the dark, lit by the nightlights on the property. I noticed how real it seemed and that I could understand how I could forget I was dreaming. I flew off into the sky, wanting to just fly a bit and have a look around. I remember at some point feeling like flying was difficult so I was making swimming strokes to keep going.

I put my hands out in front of me Superman –style. I felt a warmth behind me and a man’s hands appeared over mine. Someone was on my back and weighing me down. I was furious. I flew to a building, through a wall and landed on my feet on a stairwell landing. I twisted as fast as I could to detach from whoever was on my back, and face him. He was slight Indian man, about my height, with dark hair not quite shoulder-length and a closely-trimmed beard. He seemed “weathered”, and had a light scar running diagonally down from his left along his left pec. His expression I would say was “chagrined”. I angrily yelled at him, “WHO ARE YOU?”. I don’t remember if he answered.


Going down on a cutie

I walked into a bedroom, it was dark and I saw a girl I knew (in the dream) lying in bed. I saw another figure in the bed and wondered if someone was in bed with her or if it was a stuffed animal. I wanted to slide in under the covers and kiss her body and go down on her. She woke up and smiled at me.

Spoiler for Dream sex details:

I asked her if she wanted me to lick her pussy and she happily agreed. Scene change to being in a bathroom with her, she is sitting naked on the counter. The counter is ceramic tile. Her legs are spread before me and she is welcoming me. I am SO happy to please her sexually, and I put my hands on her thighs and bury my face, gently, in her bush. I’m gently flicking my tongue along her clit, and sucking on it while she directs me to be gentle, gentle. She is loving it and I’m loving that she is loving it. Next thing I notice is she is somehow lying on her back while I put pressure on her lower belly to enhance her pleasure, and am enticing her and excited about putting my fingers inside of her, because I know she loves it.

End of what I remember in the dream.

Dream fragments

Fragments of feeling choked, closed in around my throat on all sides by a presence (I slightly awakened, noticed my body was ok, then went back into the dream). Feelings of pressure, being surrounded. I remember once feeling threatened and powerless and surrounded by beings “choking” me and asking, “god, what do I do?” and then relief.

Kumara's Dream

Fragment:
as I was waking up, fragment of a woman making a cocktail with spices like ginger and cinnamon, and adding a chemical to it like LSD and offering it to me. I drank it as I was waking up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a dark room that was kind of like a living room mixed with a small, cafeteria-style restaurant. The room was lit on the outer edges by dim, but vividly-colored, lights, like weak LEDs. But the lights barely lit anything at all, so the room was mostly dark. There a few other people in the room, mostly my family members.

My mom was sitting on one of the sides of the room. She asked me to get her a drink. She may have asked me to "go out" and get her a drink. I may have been planning to go outside, to some store, to get my mom a drink.

But I went to a small drinks case that sat on a counter. The drinks case (unlit) had a few Red Bull-shaped cans of pink lemonade in it. I may have thought that I would take one of these cans of pink lemonade to give me energy on my errand to pick up whatever drink it was my mom wanted me to get her from the outside.

There were two different flavors of pink lemonade (i.e. another flavor added in with the pink lemonade flavor). I saw one flavor that I knew my mom liked. I figured that was the drink she wanted. The other flavor I thought I would take for myself. But I didn't really like the flavor. I wanted to see if my favorite flavor was available, but I couldn't remember what it was.

I was then coming back from or finally going out on my errand. But some of my family members, particularly my brother, thought I was an old man and that I wouldn't be able to make the trip. For some reason, I took a pair of black socks with me to prove I was strong enough to make the trip. But the socks had holes in their heels.

I was now feeling old and very tired. I kind of collapsed on the ground in the middle of the room, laying on my side. I figured I just needed a bit of a rest, and then I could get up and run my errand.

Dream #2

I was walking through a neighborhood that was like the neighborhood where my cousins lived when we were kids. But something about the feeling of the place was much larger and lonelier. It was like all the houses were twice their size, and the neighborhood was hidden away in a series of winding streets. The sky may have been grey, and the day a little damp and chilly, like it was going to rain.

I knew that if I walked up one of the side blocks I could go see my cousins' old house. But I didn't want to risk going up that block and running into my aunt. So I decided not to go up that way.

The road I was walking on ended up turning into a park. It was slightly secluded, but it was a nice, wide, long lawn with some rolling hills and some trees. I was walking on an asphalt path on the lawn. After a while, a dog came running up from behind me.

I recognized the dog. It was a dog I liked quite a bit. I thought it was my aunt's dog. I saw a figure sitting in a bench far back in the park. I thought that was my aunt. She (?) May have been wearing an orange shirt. I didn't want to acknowledge the dog because I didn't want my aunt coming over and talking to me.

But the dog seemed really happy to see me. We ran over to the right side of the park. We began playing and rough-housing a little bit.

Dream #3

A pretty, blonde girl, maybe about eleven to thirteen years old, with her hair pulled back in a ponytail, said, "Everybody says p***y is so great. They act like it tastes and smells like the greatest thing in the world. Well, I'm a lesbian. So I know. And I don't think p***y is that great at all. It doesn't taste that great. And it doesn't smell good."

September 18, 2011

During a nap I dream of myself being in my bedroom which was very dark. I was sitting up in bed looking at a clock. It wasn't a nightmare but easily could have been one. The clock is a old one and I was able to see behind of it while looking at the front. It was like space itself was bending around the clock (time and space? lol) I believe my dream was 4D.

I was wondering but didn't ask the right question of "am I dreaming?"

September 19, 2011

Assume I was dreamless during the long period that I didn't write anything and last night.