non-lucid

I was in Auburn with the family. My sister was there with her friends and somehow we ended up into a craft store where we saw a bunch of those pipe cleaners. They were 90c each, and we all spent a few minutes admiring them. For some reason there was a lot of people in the area. My mom pointed out that there were packaged pipe cleaners at about 50 for 99c. But they were crappier. We left the store and headed towards this game store. I asked my sister where her friend were. She didnt care, and so we went in the arcade. As soon as we entered though, we left. So we started playing with this quarter machine outside for a mini FPS game,exept we didnt put in any money. My sister began shooting the screen zombies that had these X's on their eyes. She failed so I attempted to play, but ended up playing a different game. Kind of like that old school game, Galactica.*
I was walking with my sisters friend in the mall. She told me how dad took her to dinner once (to be friendly) and they had a nice time.*
Later on, I was still with her friend, escaping from this tomb. I grabbed plenty of artifacts and we all went through a rear of a bus. Water rushed through everywhere. I saw Bailey somewhere around in the front.*
Sometime in my dreams I was sitting down with my mom and sister, and this guy started squirting me with water, and then I did, and so we got ontop of each other and began to squirt liquids at each other??
Also, my bottom teeth fell out at some point.

I am talking with Gandalf about the enhance powers of the human mind. He ran a camp back in the 1930's-40's that was filled with people who showed extraordinary abilities. He told me of a man he knew, who could use Psychokinesis on a bullet, while in California, and kill someone in Tokyo, Japan. Then, the man showed me how during WWII, the program was cancelled due to their involvement in the war. The old man began showing me the ways of dream battling, and how to take it into the physical. Just as WakingNomad had been shown, this man explained to me the art of "Push-Pull" attacks: You harm them, then get their attention about the next attack you are going to do. That attention will help give you more power for the actual attack. Of course, it doesn't necessarily have to harm them, it can be anything from healing to distracting. I read an excerpt from the man's diary who had specialized in Psychokinesis.
"I can remove objects in the wounds, healing them perfectly. It would only take 120 minutes to heal completely."
There was another person with me, who I was practicing this new technique on. I wasn't trying to hurt him, and we were having fun. It seemed as though we knew each other. Then, the dream started focusing on the Army, and there was a commander there, saying that even though the Project had failed, this time it would turn out for the better. (Unfortunately, we've learned the hard way about military involvement.) There was also a general there who was adorned in a red velvet cape.

I am now in a church, and my Grandma was there as well. It was full of strangers, and it was obvious that Grandma hadn't the slightest clue who these people were. Grandma laughed,
"Wouldn't it suck if this was being recorded, while I'm up here making a fool out of myself?"
Ironically, I looked at a TV screen, and there she was, being recorded with a live sign on the top left of the screen. She was standing in the middle of a big group of people.


I am at Helio's house, with him and another boy. We decide to smoke some weed, but I only take 1 hit. Helio and the boy are tripping balls. I ask Helio if he still lives in town, and he says
"No man, I live out here now."
Then his mom comes home, and Helio starts writing something for his project.


A bunch of relatives and I are in an airplane again, and it is being flown by a woman, who looks like Amy Adams. We reach the point where we are going to land, except we're landing into the water. We hit the water with a hard smack and start skidding closer to shore, and closer to dangerous rocks. We stop to a halt just moments before we crash, and everyone gets off to a dock on the left. Now, we all get into a car, and Aunt Mellisa asks me what instrument my Dad should play. I tell her trumpet, because I play that. She pulls out a trumpet case, but when I look inside, half of it is foam. I tell her that there is no way this can work. She simply says "Try it then." To my amazement, it's the most beautiful sounding instrument I've ever heard, and it doesn't even have valves or a mouth piece. I play the C scale, and then Aunt Mellisa begins humming "Sunshine of your Love" by Cream. I play the guitar part with the trumpet. Verse one starts, and she starts singing "Candyshop", but to the beat of Sunshine of your Love. I stop soon after, just because it's way too funny. I get out of the car, and we're at Universal Studios. I go into this clothing store, and I find a backpack that's just like the one I have now, except it's too small for me. I set the backpack down, and keep looking around. A man comes up to me and says that he will trade me a backpack that would fit me for the smaller one. I graciously accept, but now I can't find the backpack. I tell him that I can just pay him, but he says no, because according to parole, he isn't allowed to handle money. Instead, we go to this fancy steak restaurant. I look in my wallet to see how much money I have, but I find all these Monopoly bills, and I keep throwing them out.

This lucid was quite long lasting and I was able to have some fun doing a few tests that I been meaning to try.

[non-lucid]

I was in my old house with my brother. We seem to be quite young and we used to have a bump beds. For anyone who don't know, owning a bump bed as a child was just as grand as owning a pool or any other giant play thing. Though it was simply a bed stack on top of another.

Anyway we were playing around on the top bump and the discussion of the spiders we had killed over time have pop up. I said something like "remember that giant yellow one?" which at this point I was on the ground. I then notice a harmless grand daddy longlegs (very toxic poison but to humans quite harmless) but then I notice the yellow spider I spoke of then notice like 4 other spiders on the wall.

I ran into my living room of my old house and hop on top of a chair. Two dragonflies (lol wut, they not even spiders) appeared on the table in front of me. I of course was scare though they were quite harmless. I believe I saw my dad but like most dream characters he was speechless and just stand there like a doll.

I ran outside and not only that but ran to the middle of the street. At that point I became somewhat lucid.

[lucid]

I look at my hand and start to wonder what the hell is going on here. Of course I then notice this was a dream. I jump and float up in the air. O god how much I love flying.

I turn my body and start searching for the moon, I always wonder what it would be like to fly to it as fast as my dream self could take me. I saw it and try to take off but my body don't seem that fast. I landed myself and try again from the ground. Nope.

Floating is good enough for now. I have no need to force myself awake just because one goal was not achieved. I live on West Main meaning there is a very long highway I can travel on. My goal now was to see how far I can go before my memory vs dream take effect on my surroundings. I thought about flying to the sun but that just to bright, it would have easily wake myself up. It was twilight if you were wondering.

I was floating and of course the cars don't mind me. I was going over the cars in a nice pace. At one point there seem to be a slope that don't exist. I was force to float higher and a car almost touch me. Not a big deal.

A 2nd railroad appear then a 3rd. These shouldn't be there and three trains were going at once. a train was going on my right while one is coming to my left. I didn't want to be between the two as that would be quite annoying. I floated on top of the left train and start running on top of it for fun.

At this point I wanted to try to fly like Super Sonic style and see if I could go to the moon that way but to my right(?) something caught my eye. At this point the dream was becoming unstable but somehow I didn't notice it. I not sure how I even got to it but I was in a forest if you can even call it that. The trees were spread apart enough so a small room could fit inside at any given location.

I was many young ladies dancing around with a giant fake looking leaf. They were all blond but with curry hair. Not my type of blond but I not much of a complainer in my dreams. They were wearing skin tight suits with the zipper looking part reaching to their private areas (too lazy to get the official name for that area) and I know they should be my dream version of fairies but they was human sized wearing a green skin tight suit with fake wings on their backs.

They wasn't even wings...It just a pattern on the outfit. One look like she want to have sex. I not a sexual type of guy myself and having sex in a dream is the last thing I want to do in my dreams. I thought my time is ending so may as well do an experiment and see what would happen.

I walk up to her and grab her arms...She seem happy enough. I throw her and myself to the ground which normally would hurt like hell and ruin the mood at any other given time but in my dreams something so simple wouldn't cause pain. Though I could totally have my way with her and even gave a face that shout "I going to rape you" she still seem happy enough.

These fairies wasn't faceless like most of my other dream characters, so it was quite disappointing that she didn't give a will of her own like try to fight back. I woke up. The though of sex and the plan of having sex with her didn't exist...Maybe she knew I was just testing my subconscious?

I quite enjoy this dream and the time spent lucid must been at least 80% of the dream. I getting quite good at this myself. I fell asleep at least 3 times before getting the strength to get up and write this down so my recall is getting damn good.

Overall this was a great achievement. I may be able to fly to the moon next time.

Went to bed 1:15-1:45
Goals: Detailed recall
8:30 I rem being in the backyard and something makes me think im dreaming. I look at my hands but only count four fingers, i do notice though that my hand is moving in a slight wave motion, but in the dream it felt like i was in control of this, but it still made me wonder. I continue rcing over and over but never go fully lucid.

*I rem sitting down with some dude, he keeps breaking open eggs trying to find some good ones, everytime he breaks one open there is a fully formed chick inside, never alive though, its like a chick but they are covered in yolk and look mostly like skeletons. The guy keeps pulling them out by very thin legs. He goes through like a whole pack and only finds one he want to use. The whole time we are talking, i rem asking how he knows when they are ready, he said he justs checks if there is a fully formed bird inside, when i asked i imagined just feeling it for softness like most produce, when i asked him this, the egg in his hand was very small, not like the rest. Dont rem much else

*Quick flash of my sister and dad walking into my room, my sister looks like a mix between her and my neighbor, her skin is much darker and her hair is long and dark, They both come in all excited and ask if i wanna go somewhere with them for vacation. There was something in the dream that kept me from saying yes, i end up telling them i dont want to go.

The night before last I dreamed about auditions for the school production. It was odd because no one dresses up for them usually but in the dream (the play we are going to do this year is greece) two guys from my year group had dyed their hair black and styled it, also they had dressed up.

Last night I remember something about my street being full of water and swimming in it. I got stung by a jelly fish (I saw a few jelly fish last week on holiday while swimming), and it wrapped itself around my leg. I then got it off and swam to a massive rock while a couple of people came over to help me. I think the dream ended with me realising I didn't need to swim back, but if I got off the rock on the other side I could just walk round the block to get back to my house.
I had another dream where my boyfriend told me he was going to do work experience where him mum works for the rest of this summer. The work was something to do with engineering which is waht he wants to do. It's odd because his mum is a school trip planner who works from home in r/l! He might have been able to come back at weekends but probably wouldn't. He didn't seem sad abou this but I was really upset. In r/l he's really lovely though .

Lucidity: 7/10
Vividness: 8/10
Length: ~4 Min.

I was in a gigantic factory building with my brother. Almost all of the lights were out in the building. After looking at the scene, I could easily tell that I was dreaming, I said to myself "I know I'm dreaming." So I kept saying things like "lights, on!" and stuff like that. After about 6 or so attempts, only about half of them worked, then I basically lost lucidity.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out walking on a sidewalk in a residential area. The road I was on went down a steep slope and up another steep slope, making a kind of U- or V-shape. I was near the bottom, heading up the "left" side of the U. The houses on the street were all nice, and the curbs seemed to be pretty well lined with tall, leafy trees. There were a lot of cars parked out along the curbs. There also seemed to be a decent amount of car traffic.

I may have stopped as I was going up the slope. I may have turned around. I may have felt some kind of despair, as if I didn't know where to go.

Suddenly a greyish Mercedes-like car passed me going down the slope. I suddenly had a note on a piece of paper in my hand. It said something like, "MY and LJ are coming for you. You are going to live with us now." (MY and LJ are two people I talk with on another website.)

I knew that the Mercedes had come from MY and LJ. I continued walking down the slope, hoping to get a glimpse of the car again. I heard a voice call my name from across the street. I looked over to see the grey Mercedes now parked. A few people were standing outside the car.

The person who had called my name waved at me. I recognized her as L, MY's mom. She was kind of tall, a tiny bit overweight, and had kind of pale skin and long, black hair. She wore a kind of loose-fitting tank top of a crepe-like material, colored with vivid blue, green, red, and possibly purple and white blotches against a black background. She also may have worn white pants.

I crossed the street to L. I knew that if I was going to live with MY, that L would be my mom, too. There was probably another woman, who I probably thought of as LJ's mom. LJ might have been there, too, possibly as an adult man or woman. There was also a tall, thin man with tough, tan skin, a big, grey beard, and kind of balding head of long, grey, wiry hair. The man wore a dirty, grey tank top and light grey slacks.

I was wondering when I would finally get to meet MY. L lifted up a car seat, which was just sitting by the car on the road. In the seat was an infant girl, dressed in a white onesie with pink trim and a pink bib. I held the car seat, with the baby inside it. I didn't know who this baby was. I knew there was another baby nearby, wearing the same outfit, except blue.

The car seat seemed to be sinking down in my arms, toward the ground, as if I were losing my ability to hold it. L may have also said she thought it was time for me to put down the baby, or I may have thought it would be a good time for me to put down the baby.

But just as I was sitting the baby down, she began sucking at one of my nipples, through my shirt. She wasn't trying to nurse from me (I don't know what she would have gotten out of a guy's nipple). She was doing something more like telling me she wanted me to keep holding her.

Dream #2

I was in "my apartment." I walked out of the apartment, into the hallway. There was a tall, young, white man in the hallway. He may have walked into my apartment. I don't know if he walked back out. I went back into my apartment, into the kitchen, which was just off from the front door.

Dream #3

I was in a cafe that kind of looked like a bar. It was big, as big as a restaurant, and it was made with lots of dark wood. I sat in a small, two-person booth at the front of the restaurant, right across an aisle from the front end of the service counter. In front of me, beyond my booth, was a big set of shelves stacked with free newspapers. Just beyond that was a huge front window-wall, as big as one that might be seen at the front of a grocery store.

The place may have felt and sounded busy. At one point, a customer seemed to be arguing with or yelling at the guy behind the service counter.

An Asian woman, maybe in her late 30s or early 40s sat down across from me at my booth, without asking, and even kind of forcibly and abruptly. I was a little offended, but I just decided to act like she hadn't done anything unusual.

I looked at her face and realized she was a famous author. (I may have thought of her as the famous -- male -- physicist Michio Kaku.) I was kind of surprised that someone so famous would want to sit with anybody. I figured she'd be so hounded by fans that she'd treasure any moment she could get alone.

The woman had slammed her coffee down at sat down. But now she jostled up, kind of impatiently, out of her seat. She grabbed some sugar from a stand near the newspaper shelves and came back. She irritably stirred her sugar, slopping her coffee out of the cup. It suddenly seemed like there was a mess of coffee stirrers, sugar wrappers, napkins, sugar, and coffee everywhere.

For a moment, things seemed to be silent. I thought perhaps I should talk to the author. Maybe she'd sat with me because she'd wanted to talk with me. And I apparently was a fan of her work. So I thought I'd have something to ask her. But I was afraid to talk to her, thinking she would just think of me as another big fan.

Now another customer was yelling at a guy, probably a different guy, behind the service counter. This time it definitely sounded like the customer was upset because the food he had ordered was in such bad condition that the man couldn't have it. All of this kind of food had been wrecked for the day. The customer was really upset. He left.

For some reason this all sounded really interesting to me. I stood up to ask the worker what was going on. The author, thinking she should follow my "good actions," as if I had been acting out of concern, quickly stood up and came with me to the counter.

I asked the worker what had happened. The worker was tall, white, kind of skinny, with shaggy, brown hair and pale eyes. He wore a dark baseball cap and probably a dark polo shirt with thin, green stripes.

The worker just responded, "Well, he just got annoyed. You know how ----- (another worker) always has that saying of his? 'If you gotcha, then mmm... gotcha!'"

I now saw a torn piece of notebook paper with this saying written sloppily on it in black ink. The quote was upside down to my view. I understood that the worker had repeated this quote often enough that he was really starting to tick all the customers off.

I now went up into some upstairs area in the cafe. I opened a door and found myself at the back of a performance space. It was just a kind of long, narrow featureless room. It was all dark, except at the front area, which served as a stage, and was lit with normal, incandescent stage lights. The audience didnt't seem to have any chairs. There were a lot of people, but they all seemed to be sitting on things like big cushions or wooden cubes.

The performers were a small rock band, led by a female singer. The song began. It was very distinctive. It had a really nice, sad sound and some interesting harmonies. The song made me look closer at the woman. She was kind of short and thin. She wore a bright turquoise sundress. She had lightly copper-tan skin and blonde-brown hair in a semi-beehive. She wore big, wide, wrap-around sunglasses.

I thought I'd recognized this singer. So I walked up toward the front of the audience, to a group of my friends. They were all young, Indian or southeast Asian guys and girls, with darkish skin. They were dressed in jeans and t-shirts. I asked them, "Isn't that Atilia?" (Atilia Haron, a Malaysian pop singer I like.)

One guy said, "No. This girl sings this song. It's called Pelita. It's for this movie. There's a flyer up front." (Pelita is a song by another Malaysian group called A.P.I.)

The concert seemed to be over. My friends and other people in the audience were leaving. I walked up to the front, kind of in a hurried, crouching fashion, as if the concert were still going on and I didn't want to get in people's view, as well as wanting to get back to my friends quickly.

There was a painted bench up front. There were two stacks of flyers on it. Both flyers were the size of regular pieces of paper. One flyer had a background like a deep blue, starry sky. The flyer was advertising something about the cosmos. The word "Cosmos" may have been in the title. The event was either a lecture or a film.

The second flyer advertised the band. It was white, with some kind of yellow framing fading in and out of the background. There was a kind of art-nouveau design of a bird like a phoenix, done in heavy, black lines, with bright colors in the spaces between the black lines.

The woman's name was at the top of the page. The first name was something like Nfemini or Nefmini. The second name was something like Salmani or Salyami. I got the impression that the woman was either Egyptian or Israeli.

Dream #4

I was in a cafe. I was sitting in a front area. But then I got a phone call. So I decided to walk to a back area to talk.

The back area seemed to be behind a partition like a backless bookshelf full of books. The back area was dark, lit as if from a single incandescent bulb on the floor somewhere. There were some tables in the room and a leather bench with tables along the right wall. There were a lot of people around.

I sat in the bench. I sat right next to some bookbag or backpack without thinking of it. I started talking with the person who'd called me. But just as I was starting to talk, a young man walked toward me. I realized that the backpack was the man's. I had inadvertently sat in his seat.

So I got up and sat at one of the tables in the room, continuing to talk with the person on my phone. I had the thought that it had been good, after all, that I'd moved to one of the tables. A phone conversation at the bench would distract too many people, including the young man.

Dream #5

I woke up in "my bedroom." I was on a tall bed, under a whole bunch of blankets. The room seemed to be nice but small and really cluttered. A lamp was on on a small dresser near the head of my bed. It made a bright, kind of yellowy light.

I rolled out of bed and walked through the cluttered room. To the left of the door was a random box, on top of which was a huge, plastic package of diapers. Diapers may have been spilling out of the container. There may actually have been diapers scattered all over the room.

I don't think I was "myself." I seemed to be a tall, kind of thin, but muscular, white man, kind of easygoing, walking and thinking with a bit of a swagger that I definitely don't have in waking life.

I went into the bathroom. I got out of the shower (apparently I had taken a shower). I was drying off. I realized I needed to go to the bathroom. I thought, for some reason, that maybe I should just put on a diaper and pee in that, instead. That thought really turned me on, for some reason. But I didn't really think it was a good idea to just go walking around in a diaper.

Suddenly I was either putting a diaper on or taking it off. It seemed completely shredded, for some reason, and there seemed to be all kind of layers to the diaper. One layer seemed like thin, clear plastic-wrap. Another layer was a kind of porous material, like the tops of tennis shoes.

First, I remember being on a Youtube channel. The background was green, and the channel name was "Tobi". I have no idea why.
I also remember seing this weird symbol on there. It was like, a circle with a dot in the midle , and a Line going Diagonally down from each side. That was probably the worst description ever.


The second dream I had was a little longer, and really weird.
It seems that I was in a war. We were all wearing something that can be similar to
crusader armor , Since there was a red cross on our chest plates. My teams crosses were red , while the others were blue. The war took place on a big castle.I remember feeling scared, because I had no weapons. I can't recall if my teammates had any either, but I know for sure that the other team was full packed, ready to fight.
Suddenly, my mind skipped to this base like place with a lot of weapons. But I think the other team was coming after us, so I didn't get any time to pick up a weapon. As I saw the other team getting closer, me and my team ran inside the castle, into a long corridor with torches hanging on the wall. We see a room , and everybody gets in before i close the door , but one person. he is the only one I actually remember seeing of my teammates. I wasn't sure if the other team already had killed him. So i open the door slightly and see that he is still alive, but the other team are coming fast and tries to get in, I shout help, but it's to late. they got in, I don't remember dying though, but i woke up.
I tried to WILD, but failed... BTW sorry if my English is bad. I come from Norway, which is in northern Europe. <3

I was driving home with my mother when she suddenly erupted "look! Watermelons! I'm gonna get me some watermelon. Those watermelons are really good!". She drove a couple meters further and I could see a bush with strangely big and deformed watermelons. We stood out of the car and lifted a bunch of the heavy watermelons inside. My mom then started going at some purple and orange flowers, and got purple and orange gloves out of it. She showed me that they were not quite ordinary, but had special powers to them. With the orange glove on, the flickered her fingers and set fire to where she pointed. I asked if I could have it, so she gave it to me. We then drove home, and it was dark as if it was a winter midnight all of a sudden. I noticed a cat's eyes reflecting light, and flickered my fingers against it with my glove. It didn't set fire to the cat, but rather turned it's eyes red and reflected more light.
Next thing I remember, I was sitting in a supermarket, leaning towards a cooler that emitted a strong, bright light. To the right of me was two guys doing the same thing. A man came and gave the one guy a purple crown, one guy a green crown, but when he came to me, he said: "As for you, Mikkel, you must find your own crown, in the mountains to the north!" After he said that, I got up and started to walk north. I managed to hear one of the guys silently say "Yeah of course, it's always to the north".
I didn't walk far, until I got to a massive tree, with climbing obstacles on. As I started climbing, my brother joined in to help. It was really hard to climb it, as you needed really good balance. As we finally got to the top, I saw an orange crown, and tried to grab it. My hand went through it though, and then we saw a man presenting himself as The King. He told us we would get the crown if we could pass the final challenge. We were on a rotating platform. Around us was thick logs/branches from the tree. On the branches were different fruits. We were meant to knock out all of one type of fruit first, then the next, etc, until all fruits were off the branches. We failed a bunch of times and had to restart. It's harder than it sounds, and quite hard to explain. It was like a game where you had to press the right buttons at the right time. As we finally managed to get far into the game, one of the branches were carrying a large bag of chips. My brother and I stopped moving for a second. Then we started punching the bag and eating the chips.
Now, here comes a weird part. The king opened a bag of bacon chips, farted on them, and handed them towards us, thinking that we wouldn't eat fart-chips. However, we grabbed a handful each and ate them. The king looked at us approvingly, and said: "You will get the crown if you spray deodorant in Christopher's twenty-four hour butt" (what) and pointed to a sleeping guy. My brother came with a bunch of objections though, and I said that we brought no deodorant. The sleeping guy woke up and asked what was going on. Another guy then said that the king wanted us to spray deodorant in his twenty-four hour butt (what), to which Christopher replied "oh that's mean" in a stoned way.

Night. A covert mission. I was in an airport/army base. We're trying to destroy or stop something. We hid in the tall grasses. Then I shot one person/guard/tower. I thought we were good, but when we got closer, one of the tower spotted us.

We ran into it, the landing area, trying to finish the job. There were blue laser shots. We ran, and then we found an aircraft on the skies. It shot something huge down on us. Although it missed us, we felt the shockwave when it hit the ground, and it blew us away into a wall. Good thing I was able to land on my limbs, and I turned back and caught a comrade.

We ran as fast as we can, but then we sensed someone land on the top of the wall/building. It was some samurai in red clothing, with two blades. We kept running, but it seems the enemy has arrived.

Raining. It was a hazy afternoon. I was fighting blade-to-blade with a samurai in a long, white and black "dress." Reminds me of Kuchiki Byakuya from Bleach (I haven't watched that thing in a looong time).

In a small motel room. I was with three alien-looking people (Dragonball's Namek), and one was a child. They were trying to hide. But then we were discovered. Someone threw a sword right down through the roof of the room. I told the them to run for it.

(Semi-lucid from here)

Then Byakuya showed up again. He was going to chase the three of them, but I attacked, and we fought. He made a dash for the aliens, but I used my Zanpakutou's ability to block his path and distract him (it throws a shadow image of the sword, which can then block a path, and attack the enemy. I think it looks like one of Cloud's swords).

We fought til dawn, facing an orange sunset. I was defeated, and I was about to use my final attack to finish him off, but he did a flash step to evade it and appeared behind me. But somehow, I was able to use the attack, a bomb of sorts, which divided Byakuya into two beings, that looked like white paper bags with wings . With that, I was contented that it will give enough time for the Nameks to escape.

The end.

Dream Fragment

I was a TIE Pilot I was flying. I think I was in battle.

Dream

I was in the body of Hey Arnold it was like I Quantam Leaped. Something bad was going on and I waved to some guys whn I left a bank. Then a police officer said "Hey, kid!. Don't wave to them,there bad people!" He had some kind of speech impediment.

I then went home and it was different instead of a board house it was an average house. I went to the kitchen and talked to Grandpa (Arnold's Granpa not mine) He was still crazy and spoke in his usual voice.

Side Note

During the Hey Arnold dream I was partially lucid.

It took me like 4 hours to get to sleep.
Before I got to sleep I was in a park and my friend threw a ball at me and it woke me up.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

04-08-11 I am in Holland staying at Ruth's place, though the place is quite different to how it actually looks.

The house reminds me most of all of a country side small farm. There is a main house and a converted garage, which is white, connected by a yard filled with small stones and some light foliage.

We are staying at the converted garage. A lot of the dream is oriented around being outside moving and returning to the garage. When I say we I include Kaiser and Duki.

One night Kaiser and I are in the garage alone and he is talking about this Japanese artist and as he mentions the name I recognise it. He plays a track and tells me something about this particular track is one of the two possibilities you get when downloading his stuff for free. It is randomly selected between this and another. I think he likes the other better.

He does some exercise that is supposed to be strength exercise, but amounts only to him flexing his muscles without weight. At first I find it strange, but then I consider that when you are lacking the stuff why not at least make the best of it.

I am getting trained to be a gunner in some sort of APV. We are talking about what positions in the vehicle would be best, and we sort of agree that my position as the front gunner would be preferable.

I ask how may people it carries and he says “30 I believe”

The following morning we are awoken by some general noise and we can all tell that something is up. The yard outside is crawling with people in camouflage suits and somehow I know they are with The National Guard/Local Defence Volunteers. They are headed for the garage.

Duki starts getting into his camouflage gear, and I loose track of Kaiser. Duki gets caught and I manage to get out of another door towards the front of the garage away from the yard. I get into my mili suit and walk back in. They aren't chasing me which means the disguise worked and I discover that these are the Dutch version and they are scared because apparently we have made a defence or military agreement with the queen of Denmark.
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I am a Roman officer walking around in a castle. I am ordering units around by drawing squares on the ground with my finger as you would expect from any RTS game.

The only problem I am finding is that when I try and select units I keep knocking them over inevitably because the motion is making my hand run through the squad.

When this happens the soldiers turn to tin soldiers and become useless.

I walk down a bridge, well more a combination of a corridor and a bridge made of what looks like limestone. On my right there is a boy who is collecting tin soldiers that he can use for something or sell.

I become mad at him and tell him that he should give them back. He doesn't and so instead I start taking the small petty coins, black in colour from him.

He immediately starts crying, he will be in trouble and the small amount of currency I have taken from him really means a lot. I feel majorly bad, like sledgehammer-to-the-chest bad (actually still feel it thinking about this part ^^). So I stop the activity and instead I start giving him some change I have lying in my pocket.

The change starts out with 20-50 Euro cents, really worth nothing to me, but almost a fortune to the boy and in the end I give him a Euro.

This next bit is cryptic to explain with my logical brain system switched on, but I will try.

I explain to him that it is rather funny that I am giving him these Euroes, when they haven't even developed a currency system in Denmark. (whatever, made sense in the dream ^^).

I ask Jørgen Kirke Dude, who is sat close to me (now we are in a garden of sorts) wearing a toga when they will introduce a system of currency in Denmark. He say that in 67-68 or so, which will amount to about five days (Actual time is around the 9th century)
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I am standing in a garden looking out over a field. Something isn't quite right, I don't recognise the place and I turn lucid. I bother not with reality checks or anything of the like, I just know.

I look around to engage my senses for a while. It is slightly windy and the clouds are dominantly grey. I marvel at the details of the plants around. They are all green plants with some greyish white and pale pink/purple flowers.

The clouds seem somewhat off, they are too jagged if anything. Though them being there still leaves a greyish tint to the light of the dream. I look out over the field, which is beige in colour though the wheat also sports some green elements, which I believe is unnatural to the real world sort.

I take off in flight out over the field. I ask the dream for help again with the confidence problems. I let my hand run through the wheat as I fly above the field.

I am stopped by a barking dog. It looks like a sheep dog, one of those black and white ones and it is aggressive. It barks at me and snaps it jaws. I give it a quick slap and realise it is actually scaring me a bit, but I remember to remain calm and try to avoid violent confrontation. As soon as my mindset towards the dog change, so does the dog. It transforms into the cutest boxer pup and I sense all aggression depart from it. It jumps up my leg and look over my shoulder towards a farmhouse in the middle of the field.

I (think I might thank the dog first, not sure though) take off into flight and fly over the house. There are a couple of men down working the garden and I sense something like father and sun. I ask them if they can help me and I get a somewhat hostile response, but am asked to fly around the back of the house.

I do so and I ask another man, think he is younger than the first I saw. The mood is hostile and I don't know if he actually say anything before a woman shouts out of the house.

“Why do all these lunatics have to show up when the weather is bad”
I look around and notice that snow is either already fallen or coming around shortly.
I tell her that I was guided in her direction for help with my confidence problems. I am standing over her jumping lightly on her fence making it look easy.
she tells me something like “Ah, well forgive my potential rudeness, I have no time to be politically correct, but my ancestor was an Indian (rather than using the term native American) and I might be of assistance..”

I wake up

I was in a mansion of sort, mostly made of wood. I don't know who owns it, but I think it was like a dormitory of sorts for our organization. I was trying to hold on to a powerful creature (reminds me of Visser Three, but in Pokemon form). I finally released it in a room, and I ran down a flight of stairs, and out of the place.

I jumped/passed through a river. I tried swimming, but then there was a huge eel. It shot its long, sticky tongue at me. I tried cutting it off. I continuously swam until I reached dry land/cement. There were two of them. I hurried to climb a tree and used my ability to blend with the tree colors.

I'm home in our store.

03.08.2011

Invading The Alien Structure (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in the same hallway from my previous dream -- except this time I knew it was inside the skitter structure. (These are the big buildings over cities from Falling Skies.)







I turned around the corner and was with Hal & Tom Mason. (Drew Roy and Noah Wyle)











We all had G36C guns with iron sights. We ran down an empty hallway only to hear a skitter.

It was shot in the head once and killed. Around the corner was a garry's mod general prop -- triangular prism this time. Some knights on horses came running down the hallway and Hal curled into a ball to fit inside this prop -- as it was no-collided (visible but passable, like jumping inside a pool of paint.)

They left and he continued forward -- as did I. THey came back and I jumped into this prop. They were on white horses and reared them directly over the prop. However, they never came crashing down on me, and instead turned and ran off. I got out and saw no sign of them.

Dream fades.

I decide to take a nap after work

I wake up and remember one eerie-ass dream @@

There is a large family of brunettes, of which I am a part of. We are at a restaurant with dim lighting and a dark oak/wood finish theme. It looks fancy. Only part of the family is seated at this table with me: a brother, sister, and baby brother. The table is located right beside the kitchen doors and all night we are hearing an argument, possibly between a dishwasher and a waiter. The fight is loud and unnerving. Nearing the end of this argument, my brother picks up my baby brother and walks over to the kitchen doors, opens them, and walks in. This brother has a droopy appearance. Overweight, patchy stubble, thick bottom lip, dark circles around his eyes, greasy shoulder length hair.
I hear yelling, a blender, and then silence.
Of course my sister and I are in disbelief that anything would have actually happened, but out of fear I grab a metal mug and stand to the side of the door, waiting. The brother walks out. We make eye contact for a brief second, which seems like a frozen eternity, and I know what has happened. The brother walks away. Completely mortified, my sister and I are frozen in silence.
The parents join the table, along with some other relatives. The mother is slim, short, and has curly brown hair - this is where it gets hazy - The parents tell him to put "it" upstairs. They dont explicitly say what, but I assume it's the baby puree. The room they specify is known by the family to be unused because of some haunting or supernatural reason.