non-lucid

I have horrible recall from last night, not really sure why.

All I remembered when I woke up was a really lumpy, nasty looking sausage in a bun with one bite taken out of it, and it said Pottermore above it. I forgot everything else.

I started thinking about N this morning though, and I'm pretty sure N and her boyfriend M were in my dream.

Oh well, better luck tonight hopefully.

This was one of my most vivid dreams I have experienced in a while. The scene began with me, my mom, and my dad standing at the airport in line waiting for this woman to get her bags checked. She opened up one of her bags and she had a scorpion inside her bag and in another bag she had a fish. The TSA stopped her and started questioning her, and we had missed our flight due to her stopping the line. We later came outside and started walking around. The dream then proceeded to me and my parents being questioned with other people in the airport. The TSA agent showed us a cool little toy that he threw at the wall and it came back to him. I believe it was a taser. Then a gunfight broke out and one of my relatives but not my mom or dad had died. It was one of my relatives but they were really far away from me meaning that they weren't close to me. So after a gun fight broke out and we all started shooting each other. I got shot and then I woke up.

The second dream I had was me, dad, mom, grandma, and grandpa somewhere in Alaska. We had arrived and got into some car and we were driving and we saw about 100 cruise ships all leaving the harbor and I said to my dad that I was on one of those cruises(which I was in RL) and he said no! That's the Emerald Princess(which i was not on) and we later started driving to my grandparents house. It began snowing extremely heavily and we began driving faster. My grandma mentioned to my dad to start driving faster because the wheels would lock up in the snow. We started driving and then arrived at my grandparent's house. My grandparent's left the car and entered this creepy looking house. The dream ended after that.

In an effort to make my dreams more vivid, I experimented by taking two 100mg tablets of vitamin B6. I didn't really notice any change as far as my dreams being more vivid.

I recall having several dreams last night, some being easier to remember than others. All I remember of my first dream is being talked to about some kind of paper or contract. It has to do with something from work and it concerns my union. A man was telling me and my co-workers about the contract and that if we sign it, it would be a good thing but that we would be going against the rules of the company (or country) and would be in danger of going to jail. Despite the threat, in my dream I was one of a few guys who signed their paper.

My second dream was kind of weird. Me and some friends, which included Ron Weasly from the Harry Potter movies, had a small backpack filled with explosives which somehow accidently got mixed up with the backpack of a kid who was on a field trip with his class. He and his classmates were in three inflatable rafts which are tied together and drifting single file down a small creek. The teacher is in the lead raft. We are communicating with the boy who has our backpack via a walkie talkie. Ron somehow sneaks onboard the middle raft without being noticed and tells the boy, who is in the raft bringing up the rear, that "there are 75 lbs of explosives inside that laser." By laser, I think he means a flashlight or toy or something, not a real laser.

In my last dream, I find myself drving past an assortment of odd looking buildings that, from the road, look like large souvenir shops. I remember having talked to an old lady (Grandmother type) who wanted me to pick up some kind of magazine that one of the shops sells. Suddenly, I'm inside one of the shops, walking around looking at all the items on the shelves and also keeping an eye out for the magazine. The floor is uneven and I walk down a wooden ramp into one section where a woman designs, makes and sells wedding dresses. There are some magazines on a rack, but the title of the magazine is different from the one my friend wanted, so I leave them alone. The woman is in a small room or office talking to someone, and I remember wanting to hurry through there before she sees me and comes out because I'm afraid she might think I'm wanting to buy something from her. Thankfully the next section of the store has western wear, boots, etc., stuff that is more suited for men and I'm hoping that the woman will see that I'm still walking and not follow me. I'm heading for a section in the very rear of the shop when another section off to the right catched my eye because it's full of some of the most beautiful furniture I've ever seen. There is a display of circular coffee tables in the middle of the room. Each one seems to have been carved out of a single block of wood and each one is different. One has horses (bucking broncos?) which are holding up the top of the table. Another one has a train. Each table is polished to such a high gloss shine that they seem to almost be glowing. That is all I remember because that's when I woke up.

Notes Non-Lucid Lucid

Me, Jakob (my brother), and some other person were saying that we were going to go to a place. So, we went out into the woods. Jakob was carrying some books for some reason. We finally reached a pool in the ground with water in it. So, we got in it. But, Jakob brought the books in it. They were floating in it and such. They sunk at one time or another. Then, the water was being drained out somehow. When it all drained out, the books were at the bottom laying on top of a black bookbag. The other dude said "Hey, look!" an pointe at it. Dream skips, and we're still all at the pool, but only half of it has water in it. And, the water looks similar to Minecraft. I said something about the other side an it instantly filled with lava. Again, looking like Minecraft. I swam in the lava and wondered why it wasn't slowing me down like it does in MC.

And the rest I don't remember very well.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A man was talking to another man. I didn't see either man, as if they were both talking in narration. One man mentioned a new "excrement omelette," which was a layer of eggs wrapped around a thin filling of crap. I saw a cross-section of one of these "excrement omelettes." It looked like a Hot Pocket, except the crust was egg and the filling was crap.

The second guy said, "That's a terrible idea! It sounds disgusting!"

The first guy said that it couldn't be such a bad idea. Apparently some really famous supermodel ate them all the time and thought they were really delicious.

Dream #2

I had come to some nice, two-story house in the suburbs. I was in the living room, which was kind of dim and grey. There were a few other people there, some of whom were probably members of my family. I seemed to be always looking up toward the ceiling, and my view sometimes seemed kind of low, as it I were looking up from about waist height.

At first I knew I had come here to be here for my family, maybe my cousin in particular. But now I was upstairs, in a bedroom, probably a characteristic young man's bedroom. I now realized that I was here to see my cousin off. He was shipping out for Afghanistan soon. This may have been my cousin's old room.

I thought about giving my cousin a gift. But I hadn't gotten him anything before I had come here. I starting looking around in the room, as if the room were some kind of gift shop, even though it was still the same old room. I found two shot glasses on a shelf. I took the two glasses off the shelf. It was like I was seeing this from a really low point, like waist height.

The two shot glasses had weird, notched bases and a black-line portrait of some famous person. I thought that would be appropriate, as my cousin either liked that person or the place associated with that person. I also found something else I could give my cousin, but I can't remember what it was.

I may have gone back downstairs. I may also have seen my cousin.

This is another one from my childhood, this was towards the end of primary school, year five I think. Anyhow, I was at my normal primary school in Newcastle, north of Sydney but a small section of land had been sold off next to the school and a nuclear power station had been built there. The main problem with this was that about once a week they had to vent radioactive gasses during which period we would have to hide in bunkers. An alarm was sounded to give ten minutes warning but we played a game where we would hide in the forest arous the school when the venting was due and then struggle back to school at the sound of the alarm, often just getting into the bunker on time. One day we were hiding in the forest and a different alarm sounded. We knew this to be the evacuation alarm which was sounded in the event of a meltdown or serious radiation leak. We struggled together and ran to the road. Six of us stole a car and drove off as fast as we could. I do not remember who we all were except a girl who I had a crush on at the time was one of us. I drove south as fast as I could and we went through Sydney and reached Melbourn later that day but the cloud was spreading and catching up with us. The reactor had exploded and a meltdown was underway. Seemingly the whole world would be destroyed. In Melbourn we chartered a boat and sped off to Antarctica. The theory was that the magnetic pole would protect us from the radiation. On arrival we sprinted to the pole and dug a big hole to protect us. We lived here for a while and the dream faded.

I'm on a summer camp or field trip with my elementary school class, including our teacher/principal Mr. Buth. We're expected to be going for a while. The class is looking for El Dorado, the city of gold. When we find it, I am responsible for figuring out the main clue that lead us to the city. (I don't remember if there was an actual clue in the dream or not).

We find a huge city of gold. I feel very proud of myself and very happy about finding the treasure. The buildings are tall towers with onion shaped domes on top. They look very Russian. The city extends out past our view. The view is stunning. Each building's bricks can be seen individually, the entire city is made from them.

As we walk towards the golden city, the sceen shifts a bit. We're in a large warehouse or back of a shopping mall? We're still headed towards the golden city but it is kept in a back room, locked behind gates or chainlinked fences. The people here at the warehouse are excited because we are the first people to find El Dorado. They treat us very well. One man at a gate, who is sitting behind a small table, writes down our information. As we're waiting to get through the gate, Mr. Buth jokes about how broke I usually am and how much I really needed a break. He and the man at the gate both laugh at my previous misfortune but in an ironic way. They seem happy for me that I don't have to worry about money anymore.

I stop in a bakery in the warehouse to see what is going on. There are 4 women working in the bakery. The bakery is strange, there are laundromat dryers on the back wall. Three of the women are working at a table. I can see they are working on a very gaudy but small blue and purple birthday cake. The closest woman to me, who is taking a break from working at the table, is a beautiful brunette. She is very friendly and offers to help me take a photograph with my camera. I feel like a tourist. I have lost the rest of my class.

I end up in a Bank Manager or Accountant's office. The woman there is simply known as The Manager to me. She pulls out a few files to go over some of her client's records. One of them is not interesting at all. The other file she talks about is on Keanu Reeves. She laughs at how embarassing the file is. She tells me in confidence that he broke his arm while snorting coke. She reassures me that my share of the El Dorado gold will be taken care of and that I have no more worries about money.

I start to debate in my mind as I leave the warehouse whether I should buy a brand new Toyota. On one hand, I consider that I will later want to buy a better car. Maybe it is better to buy my dream car now, I think. But a cheaper car would at least get me around for a while.

I meet back up with my classmates. Our hotel (that we had apparently stayed at the night before), is running out of rooms and may not be able to keep all of our reservations. I keep commenting to my classmates that we should have at least all taken one gold brick from the city before leaving. It seems nice that the people at the warehouse are taking care of our accounts but having a bar of gold on hand could help for today. The hotel is very posh and I tell Tracy, one of my classmates, "I think I will just live in a hotel from now on!" She laughs at the idea, but I really consider it. I figure that I have a fortune now, I could afford it. I tell her how great it would be to have housekeeping take care of cleaning my room every day. She agrees that it might be a good idea.

My classmates are all watching some popular movie on pay perview. I decide to go take a bath instead. They are out of nice rooms and so I am in a dirty room in the basement. My bathrub is very gross. I go to complain to someone. He seems like a hotel janitor or maintenance man. He tells me that there is no better room available. I consider just driving home for the night, but I don't have my own car right now. I sign the register, accepting my crappy hotel room. The man laughs at the way I sign my name. It seems like a done deal.

I wake up very disappointed to find out that it was all a dream and that I don't have a fortune in gold bullion.

8 Sep 2011

I was attempting DEILD tonight so I can remember little of any dreams but I am pretty sure that I had a few false awakenings because on reflection, the times when I woke up and tried to DEILD were weird. I wish I could have realised this at the time so that I could have attempted DILD.

I spent most of this summer away from home, largely in Barcelona, Spain. After such a wonderful summer, I can only hope to revisit it in my dreams! Anyways, now that I have more time (haha, yeah right, it's junior year), or at least consistent internet access, I'm going to try to keep this up this time. Again, I don't know that I'll be typing stuff up every day, but I will be writing it down every day, and either leaving out some days or just posting longer digests.

For now, I'm posting a few day's worth of dreams. For future reference, the date I'm writing is the day I woke up and wrote it down on, not the date I fell asleep on.

September 6th
I was driving with my mom back to her work from... somewhere. Maybe school. We keep passing the turn and going around the block. Until this point, it had looked rather accurate, but all of a sudden there was a giant triangular parking lot across the street. We pulled in to turn around. I look down the street further and it looks a little bit similar to the street with the sushi restaurant on it in a dream a couple of months back with the birthday party (for some reason that was a very memorable dream). In the dream, the experience of driving around in circles reminded me of a time when my friend Cora was driving me to a Chinese restaurant (this is all part of the dream, not the dream actually reminding me of something). We were rushing so we wouldn't be late. We see a girl Chloe who has always disliked me but used to be friends with Cora (not anymore). Chloe tries to cut us. The food looks like a gross version of thai food literally sitting in grease (like, it's grease soup with thai food in it). While we're waiting in line I realize that Cora was illegally driving me (we're 16 and in California you have to have your license for a year, and therefore be at least 17 to drive other minors without an adult), which most kids our age do, but Cora is highly against (and so are her parents). In the dream I then remember some other time when she drove me illegally too without me noticing. Then all of a sudden I left my "memory" and I was back in the car with my mom talking about this Japanese restaurant we ate at once that we both really liked and she actually loves to bring up in the car often. It has the same color scheme as the "Chinese" (this is not an insult to Chinese food, I just remember knowing that it was Chinese) restaurant in the dream (bright colors).

The same night I had another dream. I wrote down less stuff and I don't really remember that much, but I"ll write what I have because I'm sure I'll lose it.
split sushi with jacob r., anna
at work, on break outside
go inside, guy trying to get in by banging on window (probably connection to the Maze Runner and griever hitting against glass)
Maxx, Siena + Adam + Gabe + Max + Mo from degrassi's list
psychiatrist

September 7th
Same deal as last time, this one was foggy
host family or something trying to get permission for party
hang out in park (more like an empty field)
one group in trouble
our host mother buys us alcohol
(sounds a lot like barcelona but our host mother didn't buy us anything and we didn't throw parties we just hung out in parks and on the beach and stuff)

September 8th
Even foggier
honors vs reg english
changing clothes
Julian

non-dream dream lucid false awakening

0:30

Bank sale
With my mom on an auction of a bank. I buy a share, because it is so cheap. I'm imagining becoming rich with it, but someone tells me it is more likely to devalue than otherwise, shattering my optimistic feeling.

5:00

Marathon
On a room full of people. I become lucid but I struggle very hard to remember tasks to complete. Every time I focus on what I had planned, I feel lucidity fading. I move on to another dream in which I'm on a really dark bedroom, making out with some guy, but the dream is a bit unpleasant. It becomes early morning and I go to the window and see people running a marathon on the street. It is sponsored by a known bottled water company. My cell phone rings on the background and I get lucid as I recall the instructions I had received from a guy in RL to notice colors, textures, sounds, smells, etc, on dreams and since sound is one thing I rarely notice, I decided to play with it. I answered the phone, curious to see if I could really hear someone talking on the other side and I could. It was a lady asking to speak with some boy I don't know. But I turn around and he is there. He is fat. I hand him the phone. I think about doing something more with the LD. I try to teleport to Denn, but it fails and I almost wake up. My lucidity fades a bit and I just stay around this dream. I go outside to see the marathon. No longer lucid, I follow the people who walk at the end of the race after the athletes and I talk to some of them. Then I see a horrible scene with two stray dogs, who look more like a bag of bones and open flesh. I want to take them to the vet. People on the street tell me they are very sick for many years and no cure is possible, but people feed them and they are happy together, supporting each other. I want to give them something to eat, but I have nothing. So I regurgitate a placenta-like discussing stuff and at least one of the dogs comes to sniff it. But he doesn't seem very interested.

5:40

Camp
On a sort of holiday camp with children and adults. it's a celebration day and everyone is very busy and excited. I'm just trying to figure out my role in it. I see some cute kittens hidden under a table, I try to play with them, but they run away. I then see some friends who are all fascinated by a tiny little camel that appeared on the site. It is hardly taller than 20 cms. I say something like "I've seen really tiny ponies before, but this camel is just ridiculously small."
I notice a kid who's taking pictures of me obsessively and I ask him to stop. I ask for his camera to delete the pictures he took without my permission, but I realize he has a crush on me, which I find sweet, so I decide to leave at least a couple of pics on the memory card. His mom appears out of nowhere and doesn't know why I'm holding the camera, so she is very obnoxious, accusing me with her eyes of trying to steal it from the kid. Nasty broad.
Then some native americans appear on a stage, performing songs and dances. They invite people from the audience to join and before they drag me along, I move on to a nearby swimming pool with water slides. I decide to have a bit of fun on the slides.

7:00

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

[COLOR="silver"]Many of the people who are taking part in my school project have written to me and said that they somehow attained higher awareness of their dreams, by either experiencing their dreams differently or remembering more of their dreams.
I did the second part of my method "Opening The Minds Eye" I can't let my people skip ahead so I will not tell what I did.
Anyway I accidently noticed one of my awakenings during the night and fell back to sleep.

I had some dreams before this ,but I don't remember them anymore.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had a dream about me standing outside of my house[/COLOR] [COLOR="red"]I looked at my hands, and become lucid. I was in the dizzy state that I hate, but this time I remembered that I wanted to try the spinning technique.
I started to spin and thought to myself "The next thing I will see is a dream, I am dreaming". In the middle of it all everything turned black and I got a little disapointed. But then I found myself standing there again and I did the spinning once more, and now I was fully aware of my thoughts, I was as aware as I am in the waking life. I could remember what I wanted to do and so on. So I started to feel the texture of a brick wall with my hands. but later on the dizzy feeling came back...[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]I was now laying in my bed, and I went to my computer to write down this dream, but when I started the computer, it shut itself off, like it sometimes do. But this time I got a message saying "There is a problem with your harddrive[ would you like to restore?" I clicked Yes "Then I had a terrible realisation. All my work about the Dream Project is on the computer and I only have one old backup, which means that I have to rewrite alot of stuff.
As you all might have guessed this was a False awakening nighmarish (not really I didn't felt that scared, just frustrated).[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up in my bed, although I could have chained this dream, I wasn't paying attention to that.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]So the spinning technique is a way for me to get more conscious in that sense, that I can remember real thoughts and concerns in the dream. But after I have spinned I should stabilize it alot more, and if I wake up I do a reality check.[/COLOR]

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

CURRENT GOALS:
[ ] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me
[ ] Attain Lucidity


8th Entry:
Date: 09/08/11
Sleep Times: 11:00-UNKNOWN...6:00-6:30.

So, as I have to be in bed soon again XD I can't take too long with this post. Essnetially, I dreamed that I was going to babysit with my friend Taylor, as we do every Thursday night. But this time...it was in a large haunted manor. We went searching in this spooky place and searched for the children, creeping around with flashlights and searching regardless of fear. Needless to say, we found ghost children and had to set them free, but I don't remember how. In the end, we saved them from their evil last babysitter and all was well. I may detail this more in the comments tomorrow.

END ENTRY.

since i only created this account a mere half hour ago (and i havent slept since then, mind you) i guess i should start off with some recurring dreams that i've had. some i haven't had in over a year, some i may have had weeks or months ago. i can't remember specific dates though.

the barn: i start off in what is clearly a decrepit barn/warehouse that resembles my granmothers', except it is surrounded by a sort of blacktop and other unfamiliar buildings. on the inside seems to be a perfectly intact version of my elementary school's library. i am huddling in between two rows of shelves, hiding from some unknown entity. the whole place is on fire. i run out from between the shelves and quickly exit, finding outside on the blacktop crumbling classic cars (alliteration alert!!!1) and other assorted rubbish. (which is wierd, because there are also old cars and junk outside of my grandmothers' barn. my brain seems to have just plopped the barn and its surrounding area into an inner city) i hide behind one of the cars, fearing for my life but also having never seen the face of what is trying to kill me, i don't know what to look for. i keep running. now, this is where it gets somewhat bizarre. i have had this dream at least 20 times in my lifetime, and every time it is nearly identical. now, as i start to run further away from the barn, what do i trip over but an octopus. an octopus. classic. not a living one but some sort of semi-genuine looking blue blow-up octopus. anyway, after i trip over the octopus, i remain on the ground and turn around to face the barn which has now nearly burned to the ground. i begin to slowly fade in and out of consciousness, and before i finally black out i notice i am being dragged by something. all i can see is a shrouded black figure. i cannot tell if it's human. within seconds, i am passed out and the dream has ended.

Last night I had a nightmare.. in my dream I was sleeping on my side and felt so numb.
That feeling of being half asleep and awake.
In my dream my eyes were half closed and I saw a movement near my closet.. it was a grey entity and it rushed out of my room. I tried to say something but I was only able to make muffled noises. I felt like I was choking at the same time.
Then I find myself on my back eyes half closed my mouth open and I am trying to scream.. I couldn't move and saw something move down the hall.. the door to my room was open wide and the hallway was dark but this thing I was able to see move slowly towards me.. I felt hopeless.. it made a turn to a room on the right where I heard children screaming.. I tried getting up but was unable to help them and started to cry but only made muffle sounds.
Next my boyfriend is sitting next to me holding a remote control.. I am trying to get his attention.. I felt I was awake but in my dream he was ignoring me like I was sleeping.. he got up and disappeared leaving me there.
The room gets really cold and I sense something is there with me but I can't move my head.. I feel stuck to the bed I try to wake up out of my dream but unable too.. I manage to look at the foot of my bed and see that my mirror was tilted and off of the dresser.. I was really scared to look into the mirror because I saw this pale like figure I just couldn't bring myself to look at it.. all of a sudden I feel something sliding me to the edge of the bed and I am struggling to scream.. but I am still numb and feel like I am choking.. this thing whatever it was because it was not visible lifted me off the bed and onto the floor.. I am still motionless and it props me up.. so I am sitting up my legs straight in front of me on the floor.. I am being pushed slowly to the room door.. I am trying to scream and start sobbing at this point but still feel like I am suffocating because I couldn't make any sound only these soft groans.. can't get over that choking feeling..
I am being slid across the floor to the bedroom door there is a child standing there who runs away.. I am groaning for help in my mind but couldn't utter the words.. the door closes in front of me and the room is pitch black..
I burst wide awake in my dream gasping for air..
that was horrible..
a nightmare.

I was on my sofa in my living room facing the television. I was waiting for my partner, who was supposed to be coming over for the night. Then my phone started to vibrate. It was her. She said that she couldn't make it and that she'd be over on Sunday instead (which was the next day in this dream). I said that was fine, trying not to sound as disappointed as I was.

After she hung up, I decided I would text her to tell her not to bother tomorrow. I felt as if she wasn't interested and always had better things to do than see me.