non-lucid

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Dream #1

I was on a somewhat crowded subway platform. I got onto a train, possibly without being quite sure that the train was the one I needed.

The train went for a little way, then I realized that it red the wrong train. A few other people realized the train was the wrong one. I thought we'd all have to go back the way we'd come and get on the right train from the stop we'd left grim.

But now a few black women and I were all out, walking on the tracks of an elevated, above-ground portion of the train's route. It was dark night, and we could barely see anything. One of the women may have had a flashlight with her.

Apparently we were looking for the correct train. We'd just gotten off our previous train through something like an auxiliary door while the train had been stopped. Apparently, once we found the correct train, it would somehow stop again, and we'd get on through another auxiliary door.

But as we walked along the tracks, I got more and more afraid. It was dark, and you couldn't see anything outside of the beam of the weak flashlight. Plus, the floor of the elevated platform seemed to be made out of really cheap, brittle plastic. As we progressed, it felt like the plastic was breaking more and more under our steps. These elevated tracks were also really high above ground. So I felt like I could break through the plastic floor and fall to my death at any moment.

I wondered how much more of this I could take. I felt bad, because the women I was with didn't seem to be afraid at all. But I was hoping I could get away from them and find a more sensible way of catching a train.

I was now back on a subway platform. The platform was for one of the elevated stops. It felt pretty lonely. I had the feeling that I was here because I'd willed myself to be out of the situation of walking on the tracks. So I was kind of disappointed in myself. I'd obviously let my fear get to me so that I'd ended up in a different situation. I didn't even know if this train was the one I was looking for, anyway.

01-08-11 I am in Russia or an eastern European country. I have been forgotten and have to find my way back home. It is cold and we are going to have to find some sort of cover if we are to get back.

A rubber ring appears with quite the amount of plastic coverings over it. We remove them and find a child or some sort of sentient animal we know under it. It is barely conscious, but alive. It would seem the plastic coverings has been enough to insulate it.

We start discussing how to best get back home. Aidin wants to go North and take the Bering straight, though I point out that the last time we got stuck in Russia we had the same discussion and decided to get back home via the rivers.

We settle for that solution and take out on the rubber ring under the plastic coverings. There is a lot of ice flakes on the sides of the rivers we travel, which would indicate spring time.

The travelling is a minor part, reduced to something like a montage.

Back home I speak to Aidin and try and establish if it really was him I got stuck in Russia with back in the days. I am not entirely sure myself if it actually happened or was just something I dreamt.

He says that he remembers an experience like that and that it could have been me he shared it with.

I later speak with AD and she confirms that I indeed did get lost when I was younger, in fact that experience and the quest to get back happened when I was 6 years old. This doesn't make sense to me. I am pleased to get a clear confirmation that it took place, but when I was 6 years old Aidin wasn't even in Denmark and I certainly didn't know him at this time.

In this dream, I took the role of god. I had complete control, yet, I wasn't lucid.
I was given an order to build a kindgdom of some sort. I instantly cleared a huge square space to build. In a way, this game is very related to Minecraft, because I play it alot. I can't remember how I built everything, but I did it really fast. The was one building that was "pre-made" by the dream. It looked alot like a building I've actually once made in-game. Next I built a huge square and shaped it in the form of a castle. The entrance was outlined in a blue rectangle. Then I built tombstones? They were small blue rectangles and resembled a graveyard. Next was a rock wall surrounding the entire building space.
I don't remember building anything else, but I do remember something strange after I finished. Everything I built looked completely different than what I remember building. That didn't bother much.
Everything went black as always and I woke up.
Again, this dream wont make sense

01-08-11 I am not really there. In the dream I have a pure observational role, which happens rarely to me.

There is a man hanging head down from a construction site. He is hanging from either ropes or elastic bands used for jumping. Below him his a city scene. There is a square of grass surrounded by a road on either side. Trees are surrounding the square between the grass and the roads.

The man is holding a crowbar, a black one. It is unspecific daytime. The man drops the crowbar, not deliberately, but he does so to laughing amusement from his co workers and himself.

I wait and listen out for the metallic clunk from the crowbar hitting the pavement. It doesn't happen. The view is zoomed towards the ground where a kid wearing skater clothes is angry. He isn't hit, but he is holding the crowbar in his hands and he kicks out towards cars.

Next up also on the ground is the man's son. Who is no more than 3-5 years old, skinny and wearing white underwear. He tells the camera (my point of view) that he is just heading over to the heroin tent. As he turns around and start walking over there he explains that it is the lunch area of the construction workers including his dad.

His dad and co-workers actually explains that there is nothing like a heroin shot during break times.

Notes: Really strange not being in a dream, but only observing.

I was in my kitchen with one of my mates from boxing. There was a pan on the oven and baked beans. I don’t even like baked beans. Some kid from boxing wanted to have toast and I said “Just have some”. Then I had some and gave some to one of my coaches.

Some people wanted to hit the showers.

There was a calendar that had memes instead of pictures it said “YEAH-ORM” in the background.

I was around the stairs when my coach started to hit my shoulders and my knees like we do in training. The other guys were laughing.

I should've realized I was dreaming it was so freaking obvious.

These dreams were really weird!

First dream:

I'm hearing a narrator-like voice, and he is explaining what I'm seeing. I see a big cave, and I kind of float into it. I then see some drones(creature from the game called Starcraft 2) crawling around on the ground, and the narrator tells me that you can sell them, and that they are worth alot of money. Then I kind of float into a pond that is in the middle of the cave, and I go down and down and down. Then a whale swims by. The whale looks very weird. It's face is completely flat, like it was hit with a frying pan in the face. Then some sharks swim by, and their faces are all screwed up aswell. Then some penguins swim by. The penguins start singing like a cristmas quire, and then I woke up.

Second dream:

I'm with my girlfriend in my parents house, and we want to watch a movie. We agree on Aliens, the old one from 86. We have some trouble getting the movie on, because it for some reason is on my phone. We try to connect my phone to the TV, and we finally get it to work. Suddently I'm at my highschool, and I'm talking to my girlfriend about Sigourney Weaver(the woman who plays Ripley in Aliens). We talk about that she is going back to school now that she has finished the Aliens series, and that she is going to be on the same school that I was at.

I'm trying to figure out how to get the car on the curb of the suberb street in front of a trailor. I'm in my house trying to figure out how to get outside without waking my parents. Josh is telling me near a small hill down the street from my house, that he thinks ghosts have been contacting him. I'm creeped out. He says that he can see my dad through the window. I'm at a coop now and I have this image on my phone of what it looks like to leave this place. Some property of somebody I don't know. Jesse is with this girl and tells me on the phone that they are all coming to my place, so I run to get home. On the way out I see the place on my phone for real. Its the property of the girl that is coming to my house. Its an enclosed property with trees and bushes surrounding a long driveway, with a fence too. I'm creeped out again and try to get to my house first. I run past a park with swings. I take out my cell phone while I'm running across the park and everybody suddenly stops what theyre doing and starts walking towards me like zombies. I get home and its very dark. I get upstairs and the lights are all out here too. Josh is there near the stairs and I know that the girl is coming, so I jump in front of the stairs and take a picture with my phone's camera and look at the picture but she's not in it.

I become semi lucid while waiting for somebody to come into the basement. I jump forward and let myself hit the ground with my hands breaking my fall.

I didn't journal this morning, so I have forgotten much of a very short dream. What I do remember is that I was outside. I was at a cliff, but the depth of the crevasse was not vivid or much of an issue.

In my dream I was awake, but explaining to people that since I was lucid, I could fly or do anything I wanted. I started walking up air-stairs to show that I really could do anything. I walked up 3 air-stairs and I remembered I had an empty cranberry juice bottle that I wanted for some reason. It was supposed to be helpful to me in some way.

When I tried to walk up the air-stairs again, I had trouble twice.

Waking up was very odd as it completed the circle of dreaming that I was awake, discussing how I was lucid--though I was not, then coming out of my sleep and becoming awake. It was really strange.

I took a Spirulina and a B-Complex before bed. The two really seem to give me strange dreams.

AnimusMessor179's Attempt
1) Holding a girl in my arms.

2) LUCID. Tell the three people I'm with (I assume they're DCs. At least one is a middle-aged man.) that this is a dream, and I walk past them and call for my guides. They walk through three doorways ahead of me but I wake up.

3) Something... Death related maybe?

My dream started with me walking up. I went back to sleep and started dreaming about myself in my room. My bed was turned to the wrong direction and there was a hole down the middle, but I didnt notice. I turned on my TV to see a comercial. The first commercial was about a documentary,. a fake king was being accused of murdering his queen. As i was watching I got pulled into the commercial and became part of it. The documentary took place inside of a castle. I had found the king and started talking to him. he said that he didnt kill the queen, she commited suicide from insanity. The scene then changed to various flashbacks of the queen. there was one where she was smacking the wall of the castle with a sausage. In the background, there were 4 giant tables and an owl flew by, so I assumed I was in Hogwarts.

The scene then went black and quickly changed to a different "channel." The new commercial was about a book series caled the Maze Runners. A female charcter was on the top of a castle and was screaming at some gaurds and me. She was on the ledge and slipped. she fell off of the castle and landed on her back. She fell 3 stories and died. I went down with the guards to find her. one of the guards called one of the other gaurd a perv for touching her.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Invisible writings...


I was standing on the window opening of a very large old castle type giant hall, there was a huge off blue mat covering most of the floor, kind of like a gym mat, and it appeared as if i could see into it..strange illusion, i realized I had a strange looking flashlight in my hand, kind of like the ones used in the CSI shows to show hidden blood spatter... i turned on the flashlight thing and i could see hidden drawings etc on this huge mat...it took me a minute, but i realized it was Windhovers drawing of Chichen-Itza! i almost became lucid..almost...i floated down to floor level and saw my mother running around the room with a handful of rags in one hand, and a can of foaming bathroom cleaner in the other and she seemed like she was going to wash the mat....i stopped he momentarily and told her there was something on that mat i needed for some reason...and she said to me: well it has to be shaken first anyway, then my father appeared and started trying to roll up the mat and said, i'll shake it, i always shake it...and i stopped him and unrolled the mat...i rturned on the flashlight thing again and tried to read the hidden drawing and whatever messages were written around the edge of it, then i noticed my mom trying to climb a ladder and i thought she was going to spray the cleaner from the air, and as i went towards her she floated back to the ground passing right through the ladder and started running around the room again, this went on forever, her trying to clean the mat and dad trying to take the mat outside to shake it, and mom trying to climb the ladder and passing through it on the way to the floor...over and over again....then i decided to climb the ladder to get a birds eye view again, as i climbed up i woke up......

Anthromorphic humanoid surfer mouse?!?!

i was sitting infornt of the computer in moms office, just like i am right now......and i started watching a strange commercial on youtube, it was an anthronorphic humaniod mouse with bushy blonde hair, like a surfer mouse and he kept saying over and over again, "i dont know how it happened, it was just put there!" and the video would switch to a human hand placing a mouse sized dome shaped house on the ground somewhere, and the mouse guy standing nearby with his hands on his hips like he had no idea where it was coming from or why.....and everytime this commercial would loop, my dad would stick his head around the corner and grin at me, then hed w3alk away..the commercial would repeat again and hed stick his head around the corner ansd grin at me....this repeated about 5 or 6 times theni woke up......

1) Holding a girl in my arms.

2) LUCID. Tell the three people I'm with (I assume they're DCs. At least one is a middle-aged man.) that this is a dream, and I walk past them and call for my guides. They walk through three doorways ahead of me but I wake up.

3) Something... Death related maybe?

Been feverish and sick the past few days. I'm sure you know how dreams are when you're sick. Mine are full of deja vu.

I'm in a store in the mall. This store is very simple, white walls, shelves, nothing decorative about it. The products they seem to be selling are all fancy shampoos, conditioners, lotions, colognes. I'm looking at the colognes, wondering what to get T. I pick one out, but I keep looking. I see someone I knew from high school, Z, he acts reluctant towards me, like he's not that happy to see me. I just wave, and continue to look. I realize I'm running out of time and I cannot decide what to buy. I put my items back and decide to leave. I ask Z if he remembers where I parked, he just looks at me. I go outside and notice I'm in an unfamiliar place. I see my car suddenly, a few rows away. I'm crawling on the ground for some reason, I thought it would be faster. I get to my car and try to figure out which way I'm supposed to go. I started driving, and thought I might be driving on the wrong side of the road, but I didn't care. I wake up sometime after.

When I'm sick, my dreams are more emotional.

Okay, so this is all just fragments of my dream since it was blurry this morning even and I haven't gotten a chance to write it all down until now. I normally wouldn't post such little weird details but I have a goal to write down my dreams everyday for 30 days (hopefully forever) so I am going to list as much detail as I can.
- I was with a large group of russian men in some ice bar like thing. I was very anxious. They kept expecting me to speak in russian. I don't know every much russian at all so I kept speaking to them in french. They looked increasing angry at me. No matter how hard I try, I couldn't stop speaking in french
- I was wearing white fur hat, boots, and coat
- I had dyed my hair black and I loved the way it looked
- I was holding a cup of coffee
- I remember seeing a lot of the color blue and pale yellow
- The russian men all wore thick burly beards and brown coats
- I think I may have stuttered a lot.

First Dream:

My brother and I were at the Royals game. Instead of the normal Kauffman Stadium, though, the seats were located in a field around the baseball field on an incline. This one guy stood up the entire game, and my brother and I and the rest of the people in the section were yelling for him to sit down, since he was blocking our view of the game, but he wouldn't listen to us. Finally, I heard a crack of the bat, and a foul ball hit him in the head, and he collapsed. The entire section cheered and applauded.

Second Dream:

My roommate and I went to see Star Wars Episode III: The Revenge of the Sith. Instead of it being a normal movie theater, it was an ampitheater, with seats located all around the theater in a circle. We were confused by this until the movie started, and it turned out to be a live action play. The actors were TERRIBLE. They were all asian (which had nothing to do with how bad they were, but they all had Chinese accents), and they had no emotion. It sounded like they were just reading off of notecards or something. Nathan Fillion was sitting in the seat right below our row, and we all three started yelling out funny movie references from other films. At intermission, I had to go to the restroom, but the nearest men's room was out of order. It took me ten minutes to get to the next men's room! It also turned out that the theater had run out of Coke, and all they had left was Sprite, so I got some. I took a sip, and it was incredibly watered down. Disappointed, I returned to my seat. Everyone in the crowd was booing at this point and throwing popcorn at the actors.

Third Dream:

This one is WEIRD. Apparently I was supposed to be some sort of warrior. My enemy was an angel who had fallen to the dark side. Being an angel, he had incredible powers that I could not match, so I made it my goal to recruit an Aztec god, Tetzcatlipoca (don't ask), to help me fight him. One of his minions was my mom's ex-boyfriend, Duane. After we defeated him, Duane was cursed with a permanent invisibility effect, and I was awarded a shirt that had his face on the front of his and the words "Duan is a loser!" on the back. Only when I was wearing the shirt could I tell when Duane was near, as the shirt reacted to his presence by emanating the smell of bananas. WTF???? Like I said, I really don't have any idea what my mind was doing last night.