non-lucid

IMPORTANT DATES
08/31/11 -- Started my Dream Journal!

CURRENT GOALS:
[/] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me (Attempting to try MILDing)
[ ] Attain Lucidity


11th Entry:
Date: 09/12/11 (for 9/10/11 and 9/12/11)
Sleep Times: 11:46-6:00, 6:00-7:00, 7:00-7:30, 7:30-8:00. 8:00-8:12

Per usual lately, my dreams have been getting a little dusty. I think I'm hiting some sort od dry spell... I'm going to however remain optimistic!

Last night, In recall the vision of painted faces. I remember my face being painted I believe like one of the skeleton people symbolic of El Dia de los Muertos (The Day of the Dead). I remember further my dream being sort of inspired by the music of one of my favorite bands, Ludo, from their album Prepare the Preparations (namely the song "Skeletons on Parade"). And quite possibly, their song "The Horror of Our Love" from their album, You're Awful, I Love You. I was supposed to be prepared to fight against something which I don't recall...I remember seeing the faces of my friends, and they were evidently captured by it or were supposed to help me.... I don't exactly remember how, but they WERE there and had mud on them at one point... As I said, my recall has been a little funked up this days....I think maybe because when I stayed the night at my friends, I threw my schedule/routine out of whack. However, I am definately getting it back on track now!

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Move-In Day
I am a college student and it is move-in day. When I get to my dorm room, it is FULL of stuff. There are boxes piled very high. They are "bank boxes", the kind with lids and handle cut-outs. They are not all the same color - there are lots of different looking types of boxes. At first I think that it is because Jenny must be my roommate and she has a lot of crap that she thinks she needs to bring to school with her. I am a little disappointed to find out that Jenny is not my roommate. There is a young, thin blonde with short, wavy hair. She is holding a baby in her lap. I think she is sitting on one of the boxes. There is a young blonde guy there too. He is trying to put a fish tank on top of one of my little, black, wooden tv trays. I try to tell him that the fish tank is too heavy for it. It is top heavy and will tip over. He doesn't pay any attention to me.

Can't Find My Class
I am in a high school. It looks a lot like the highschool I graduated from but different. I have lost my registration form. I spend a lot of the dream trying to find out where my next class is supposed to be. I finally make it to class. It's a topic I am not familiar with and I feel like I am already falling behind. When class lets out, I again struggle to find out where my next class is. There is an administrative office but they don't seem too helpful. I find myself wandering the halls. I end up in the bathroom, staring at the inside of the stall door and I realize that bathrooms are one of my dream signs. I say aloud, "This is a dream!" but panic as things start to go dark. I lose the dream and wake up.

Zombie Games
I am playing a zombie game at night, outside with a lot of people. Most of the other players are kids or teenagers. I recognize a few of them, like my cousin and some of my friends. We get "infected" by players that are zombies. They throw a grey cloak over us when we get turned into zombies. Then we have to go back to the base and shamble out to infect other players. The players just run around in the dark and try to avoid the zombies.

The scene shifts and now there is a game show host that is surrounded by a crowd. We're here to see someone defeat the zombie on stage. I get impatient as the previous contestant fails to kill the zombie. They take so long that my buffs start to wear off and I need to reapply them. I am apparently my BloodElf Paladin tank character from World of Warcraft now. I can't wait for my turn to smash the zombie up with my holy hammer.

Strange Cat Lady and Deck Building Project
I am at my Grandmother's farm house. At first there are only a few people around. In the living room it is just one of my guy friends and a woman I know from the roleplaying meetup. She's different though, she is very slow witted and very socially awkward in this dream. We're playing some kind of game where we are all three on the couch. I'm at the far end and she is in the middle. My guy friend is at the other end.

As we play she decides to put her head on his shoulder and snuggle up to him. I get very jealous, because this is something I would like to do. She is using her stupidity and awkwardness as an excuse while he tries to tell her to get off his shoulder. I say something rather mean to her and she gets up in a huff to leave. He gets mad at me for being so rude to her. He defends her saying, "The cats like her enough," as if that is a good way to judge someone's personality.

There is a cat here in the dream now. It is a black and white cat with long fur. It's very friendly and keeps pestering me. I'm now sitting on the floor when some relatives come in. Uncle Gary and my cousins help me set up an electronics device. At first it looked like a laptop case but it turned out to be something smaller like a PDA.

Everyone goes out the back door of the farm house to work on building a new deck. They tell me not to bother. I try to remind Uncle Gary that I helped build a handicapped-accessible ramp for my dad and that I had used his power drill before. I go out the back door to help. I grab onto the railing - it is not level. (This is how my uncle actually builds railings for porches and decks in real life. The top railing is tilted to drain water better). On top of the railing is sitting a big piece of wood that has a heart carved into it. I carefully reposition it so that it doesn't fall to the ground.

Night of 09/10
I'm playing basketball on a team. I'm pretty terrible at it. There is a lot of bench time for me. I don't feel too disappointed because everyone seems nice about it. After the game they video tape me as I take some shots, to improve my skills and coach me.

Night of 09/11
I'm in a hotel room with my sister. We must be on a vacation or a road trip together. The comforter on the bed is dark blue with a light, flowery pattern on it. I slip off the bed and end up sleeping on the floor for a while. One of my guy friends is there on the floor too. I pretend to sleep with my head on his shoulder. It feels nice.

Had several dreams last night, some of them fragments.

In my first dream (fragment), I am at a hotel or office somewhere with some friends of mine. All I remember from it is that I had several bumps or welts on my face, neck and arms, like from a bug bite. But on closer inspection, the bumps seem to each have a little window on top of them and inside you can see tiny mechanical or electronic components. They look something like small Borg implants from the TV series Star Trek: The Next Generation.

An interesting side note: I actually AM staying at a hotel right now in Roatan, Honduras. And you have to constantly stay sprayed down with insect repellent because there are these little no-see-um bugs that bite and leave welts like mosquitoes. I’ve been lucky and haven’t gotten bitten but some other guests at the hotel are covered in bug bites.

In my next dream, my soon-to-be-ex wife and I are in a car and I’m driving us somewhere. When my wife finds out what route I took, she makes a comment that I should have taken a different route because it’s much shorter coming that way from where we live. I agree with her and suggest that next time we use her Garmin and follow the route it tells us to go. She likes that idea. This dream seems to repeat itself a couple of times, or maybe we’re just going to different places.

In my last dream, I am riding a bicycle. I had parked my truck and was trying out riding my bicycle from where I had parked my truck to a specific point, either work or home, I don’t remember. There is another man on a bike following behind me and he gradually catches up to me, since he’s going a little faster than I am. We greet each other and I explain to him what I’m doing, telling him I’m doing it to get more exercise. He tells me that’s a good idea and we end up giving each other advice and pointers about riding on the roads. I stop at a point along the way to meet some friends and eat lunch (or dinner) and invite the man inside to join me. As I’m inside, taking to some friends about a book I just read, I notice that the man I invited in has the exact same book in his hand. I don’t remember the title or author of the book, but I think it’s about bike riding.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a huge building like a church. The building was actually made up of a few different kinds of buildings, all joined together. Some of the sections may actually have been more like a school building. But the part I was in was like a huge, dim sanctuary in a church.

There were other people in the sanctuary, but only a few. I was at a distance from most of them. A priest was also in the sanctuary.

I was concerned because a girl (possibly H, though at least at certain points in the dream she may have been a blonde woman) was really upset about something. The woman was at the very other end of the building. But I knew she was so upset that she was planning on leaving this building, and the neighborhood it was in, altogether.

I knew I needed to stop her. But I didn't know how I could. I knew I'd have a chance to stop her: she'd have to walk past this end of the building as she ran away. I imagined the woman in a gauzy dress, almost as fancy and long as a wedding dress, running away through a mostly barren ball field that was just outside the sanctuary. A door in the sanctuary was actually open to this ball field right now.

Everybody seemed to be concerned about the woman. The priest told me, "Well you just have her come outside to meet me. I'll play some sports with her, and that'll get her to stay."

I thought the priest was being kind of stupid. I thought to my experience with people professed to be "analysts" in the business world. I thought how they always thought they had such great solutions to problems. But, really, I reflected, they just messed things up even more than they had previously been messed up. The priest kind of reminded me of an analyst. So I didn't want to trust him.

Soon the woman (who may now definitely have been H) went running through the ball field. I ran out and stopped her. For some reason, H, the priest, and I all started playing something like hockey in the ball field.

The three of us at first just seemed to be knocking the puck back and forth to each other. Then it eventually seemed like we were playing against each other, as if each of us were a separate team.

We each had a hockey stick made out of some kind of metal, like the metal on doors or coverings for sidewalks, with criss-crossings of metal nubs all along the surface. The sticks were painted red and blue. At some point, the sticks may have been made out of something like very thin balsa wood.

The priest, H, and I were all in a kind of fun scuffle, trying to get at the puck. I didn't feel like I was being brave enough about getting into the middle of things. So I worked my way in even more. The priest said, "What are you doing in the middle of things like this? You aren't supposed to be out here like this. You're a goalie!"

I realized the priest was right. I was a little ashamed of myself. I walked over to some area that I now designated the goal. I figured when ----- (I don't know which of the two) shot, I'd stay brave and do my best to catch the puck, no matter how hard the puck was or how much it hurt my hands. I also figured I'd stick my hand in amongst the fighting sticks to grab the puck, even if the sticks hurt my hands.

I looked behind myself. I may have seen a beige curtain of heavy, velvety material. The curtain seemed to be as big as the curtain for a big theatre.

I was with my friend from work, Sam. We were near my old middle school but walking away from it and towards my house. It was a cloudy day and it had been raining because the ground was extremely wet.

Sam and I were messing about. She was running and I was trying to keep up but being careful not to slip on the wet ground.

I was in an old-fashioned pub which was typically dimly lit. Next to the bar was a smaller room where I was positioned in the dream. With me was a clown-like dummy which always had it's finger pointed upwards.

In the pub was the man who plays Gaz in Two Pints. He had temporarily lost his eyesight. As it started to return, he saw me and the dummy from where he was stood at the bar. He looked somewhat annoyed and then started towards us.

Evolventity's Dream

September 13, 2011

(Regular Dream, Fragments) Fell asleep by 10:30PM, woke up ~8AM.
-I'm trying to smother people dressed in a "scene" fashion as they bulge from my sister J*'s bed underneath the blankets.

-I walk to my bedroom. My younger cousin Mi* and two other kids are laying in my bed trying to sleep. It's night time. The TV is next to the window and I ask them if they would like to watch a movie. I suggest Care Bears or Pokemon. They agree on Pokemon so I go to the living room to grab the VHS tapes. I can't find them, I ask my mom, sitting on the bed, where they are. She says we don't have them anymore, got rid of them.

-I'm with the Criminal Minds crew standing outside of a building on fire. I enter the building with excessive smoke. I think I helped save a person from dying.

-Something about bots and my cousin Na* in a library.

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

[COLOR="silver"]This WILD before bed attempt was harder, because I started to lose consciousnes already on the "go through my day" part.
But I used to have trouble falling asleep, so this is both a way to relax myself and to someday maybe WILD.
It's my weird way of Yoga Nidra Meditation. But I fell asleep and had this dream.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR="blue"]It felt like I was thinking in my bed and suddenly I was dreaming, although this was many hours later.
I had a weird dream about me being imprisoned by an evil queen. I had the form of Eddard Stark (The character in Games of Thrones) and my (HIS) two daughters were there. We did an attempt to escape, but the queen stopped us.
This queen by the way as the hot Queen Cersei (From the same serie). She came to the prisoncell to smack talk me. I looked at my hands and [/COLOR] [COLOR="red"]I become lucid. But aw.. I couldn't control myself I saw the queen and thought "I Am gonna punish you so hard". She is evil in the serie and she was evil here, but still hot... So I had sex with her, but as soon as those feelings took over the lucidity vanished.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I then had a dream about me having a American girlfriend and we were going to take the boat to somewhere. But only people who talked Swedish were allowed, so me and her tried to fake a conversation. I said "Are you tired sweetie" in swedish. And she answered (Ja) "Jaaa" which means yes. with a long e xD. But we couldn't convince the man and he throw us both into the water! I hate water and I woke up. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I have to remember to ALLWAYS stabilize the dream, I forget it to often.[/COLOR]

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1) I am looking through the minatures of a Warhammer army, wood elves, but corrupted... A dark treant, and a dragon were the leaders.

2) Non-lucid with my sister and two friends. Odd setting and situation... I become lucid, my sister (my subconscious more like) laughs and points out that the whole room is wrong, and completely unreal. LUCID.

-Skip-

My sub conscious shocks me for thinking self defeating thoughts, and I am bothered by it. "Don't do that. Wait... No, that's good for me... But... No... Gah!" I ask for someone. Raven from the Teen Titans (at least somewhat mixed with Cyborg...), she is furious. I calm her down.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Nice piece of alliteration there in the title. Anyways...

This whole dream took place during the day, more in the afternoon, and in a parking lot that was a good 75x75 feet, with smooth asphalt on the entire ground and a fence on all four sides. This fence consisted of four rectangular wooden stakes that were flat on top, and a black mesh connecting them on all four sides of the lot; the mesh was fairly transparent but you'd have to squint to see what's past it on the other side.

Three adjacent sides of the lot were lined with cars, arranged very neatly in parking spaces so that their fronts were facing the fence and their bumpers were facing into the lot. You could see all the license plates, but given the situation in the dream I didn't bother looking at them. Smack-dab in the middle of the parking lot, facing the middle row of cars, was a shiny red Challenger. In it were Walter, in the driver's seat, and in the passenger seat was Skyler White of Breaking Bad. Walter was wearing a paler green shirt, while Skyler was more dressed up in a black pinstripe suit and white shirt; it looked like she had just gotten home from work or something.

During all of this, I was watching from the middle backseat of the car. I wasn't present in the dream at all as a person, but I was simply like a camera that was observing the pair. The interior of the car was grey, with black leather seats (it's a pretty weird-looking color scheme if you were to see it...) and there was a larger-than-normal storage box in between the two front seats, although I forget what the technical name for it is.

I knew that Walter and Skyler were looking at a car to buy their son, Walter Jr., whose birthday was coming up. They were running out of time to decide which vehicle to buy. However, they had already looked at a few different "parking lots" full of cars, so I guess this was the final decision.

Skyler spoke first, saying, "I like the mini". There wasn't a mini in the parking lot though, just pickup trucks and midsize cars.

Walter replied after a brief pause. "We should go to Burger King and get the Whopper."

He was in fact referring to a car, and not the restaurant.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
My recall is returning with school, as I believed would happen! This entry is from a short nap I took yesterday.

It was daytime; I was outside on a vast plane of land. You could see nothing else but flat ground covered in dead grass, except for one long, stretched-out hill that looked like the raised side of a ditch. This hill, raised a good seven or eight feet off the flat ground, went on for at least a mile, and this was where I was walking. The entire area had a vacant air to it, and the sky was a single-tone hue of rather pale blue which helped to create this atmosphere. Besides my own rather brisk walking movements along the top of the hill, everything was still. It almost felt like I was indoors, but not quite. I kept walking and eventually started heading down the hill, but not sharply; I took my time and mostly kept going forward. The perspective right now was in third-person, and I was viewing myself from the ground level about ten feet away.

The perspective changed, however, a few moments after I saw a girl in a pretty blue dress come into my third-person vision. She had blonde hair and was a bit younger than me, but not by much. She was fairly slim. I was now viewing things in first-person. I took a few more steps, looking down the length of the hill. I then felt her presence and turned to look behind me, upwards towards the top of this hill. I saw her there and I felt threatened, so I started walking up towards her with a glare in my eyes and gestured suddenly with my right hand, pushing it up into the air and slightly towards the left.

The ground ripped up in a big chunk along the top of the hill, right in front of the girl, sending dry clods of dirt and brown dust everywhere. The cloud of dust was probably only a bit taller than my own height of 5.4", but some of it sank down the sides of the hill.

"Get out of here," I warned her as the cloud was still clearing up.

She was nowhere to be found after the dust vanished, but I knew she wasn't gone quite yet.

I was in a dorm of some sort, and a school. Preparing for something, saw my light-colored pants in the cabinet. Outside, we were playing volleyball. Then I have to go somewhere. I prepared two knives. I inserted them into my nails, one on one toe and the other on one finger. Somehow, I realized a problem with that, and I pulled out the knife out of my fingernail, and it has a lengthy "tail," or the area that was inserted under the fingernail for it to hold properly. I felt aghast, and saw the red blood starting to come out.

Then I looked at the one on my toe, and decided to leave it there, because I can use it to kick attackers. Mood is gloomy.

NOTE: When I woke up, found my only remaining pants is a light-colored one.

I will eternally be mad at myself for not posting this sooner today. I rolled out of bed this morning and immediately typed some notes of what I remember into my phone, but they were only notes, and now (11 hours later) some of it is complete nonsense talk to me, and what I do remember is very vague, but the more i think about it the more I remember. So here I go:
(btw, these dreams are completely out of order, i have no idea how i dreamt them chronologically)

#1 - The Buzzcut
This is a short one. All i remember is that I was in my house, and suddenly decided that my hair was just too damn long and it infuriated me (which is weird because my hair was normal length in the dream). So, I went into the bathroom of my fictional house (the house I called my own in my dream was actually not my house or any house I've ever been in), grabbed the electric razor that I don't have in real life and very carefully started to cut my hair with it. I didn't necessarily give myself a buzzcut, as I was very precise with sculpting my hair with the razor in the dream, but I did cut a lot off. And in the end, I'm proud to say it looked like crap.

#2 - The Pool
In this dream I was at a very large public pool shaped liked a very large, boxy lowercase b (or q, depending of which side of the pool you were on). The water level was oddly about 15 ft below the edges of the pool, the surrounding areas of the pool laden with tables with red umbrellas. The pool was very deep, an undefined amount actually, because in the dream, sinking and drowning was of no concern. You just floated. There were also several pillars sticking out of the water, and I said the pool was shaped like a b (or q) because there was a middle square elevated on a single pillar that hung over the center of the pool. I was just swimming around, and nonchalantly started to swim as fast as a jet-ski, as it never occurred to me that this was not normal. I should also mention that I wasn't swimming in the normal sense. I had my legs together and straight with my arms down at my sides, and my head and back arched up, being propelled across the water by some magical nonexistent force. I controlled my speed just by thinking about it. This dream was probably inspired by me reading a dream journal entry by CasperKid:
Dream Journal-- Day 1 - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views
(Dream 2 - about swimming)

#3 - Trip to Space Ship
In this dream, I was on some sort of field trip with a class or other group of students. We were allowed into a space ship orbiting earth (how we got to space, I don't know), and we were only allowed in because we were students. Normal people had to pay a ridiculous amount of money to be allowed in. Ha. (It was the equivalent of being allowed into a museum exhibition before its finished because you're on a learning trip). So, I hung out and fooled around with anti-gravity and watched a toddler play with toy cars on a ramp. (The surface of everything inside the ship was a glossy black bordered with red). It was a strange dream.

#4 - Alternate People
In the beginning, I was walking through a street on a cloudy afternoon with a group of "friends" (people I've never seen before but happened to be my friends in this dream). We were walking along when a truck pulled up and out stepped a vaguely similar "clone" of one of my "friends." (The kind of similarity between actors and stunt doubles, where they have very similar characteristics, but are really just wearing the exact same outfit). We were dumbfounded.
Then I was in my "house," in the garage looking outside (it was about noon now, and perfectly sunny) at an old fashioned truck that I had parked at an angle just outside of the garage. I turned around to talk to my "family," and when I turned back around, there were about a dozen "alternate people" resembling my "family" members standing outside in my driveway. I flew into a panic, to the same level of hysteria as if I just saw a hundred zombies charging at me. I angrily yelled at one female alternate wearing a yellow polo shirt like an insane person. Then the dream ended.


I had one other dream in which I was in a classroom, got bored, took a dump in my old teacher's office and ran away, outside and under some kind of hooded walkway, but I lost too much of the dream and can't describe it in much detail. All I can say is that I ran into Warren D. and Dominic H. standing next to a wooden "NO GUNS" sign posted under a tree in a college-campus like environment.

That's all....I hope I continue to get my recall back....I'll have to keep practicing...

The only thing I can remember is a fragment where I think I found my old copy of Super Mario Brothers.