non-lucid

My first dream was after my alarm goes off in the middle of the night.
First there's a nice, dark room. It's made of some sort of dark, reddish wood, and the fabric is in the same dark tones. There's a table here too. I sit at the table and look about, wondering where I am. Then a rather old man with grey hair, and thick black eyebrows walks in. He isn't wearing a shirt , and he's quite flabby and has a hairy chest and I swear I can't see any pants on him, but so far he's behind a chair. He can't see me.

Then I find myself in a tent with no memory of the wooden house. The tent is large, blue and pyramid shaped. I remember my old school field , but when I look over my shoulder I can't see the school. But I know this is my old school field (a recurring place in my dreams!) because of the way there are hills on one side and trees bordering the whole field, hiding a wire fence. Behind me where the school should be, there is just fog. I don't know what I'm doing here, but it's like there's something just behind the trees I need to get to so I start running across the field.

These were just hazy dream fragments. When I woke up in the morning, I can't remember either dreams immediately, and I'm frustrated. So I lay down and try to do an early morning WILD, which in the past have sometimes been successful. But today I'm not asleep enough or my sister is making too much noise because it doesn't want to work. I think what happened next might have been an OBE. I could feel my thumb in my palm, even though my hands were one on each side of me. I rub my right thumb in my left palm a bit as I begin to feel my other hands too, my 'real' hands, both at the same time. Then I move my real hands, and I can feel my hands either side of me. My thumb no longer feels like it's in my palm.

I was recording the last 2 dreams in this journal, in a dream journal, in my dream. While i was doing this, i was reliving the dreams, talk about deja vu O_O

I was flying oin top of a windy field in a very non-vivid dream. The grass was swaying to the wind and the skies were VERY gray. I YELLED 'I'm DREA-'' and ''I NEED TO REALITY CHE'' with the last syllable of each word getting cut off. Soon i lost lucidity. (I'm not even sure i got it in the first place).

Soon i woke up in a False Awakening. There was thunder out my windows as loud as..... VERY LOUD!

Soon i woke up and there was thunder outside my window O_O

I was young...Like VERY young. I believe I was in some kind of preschool class but the classroom look more like my old living room. It even have the glass/mirror table.

Anyway there was only me and some other kid. I knew I was older and wiser mentally and this kid wanted to fight me but he got a knife from somewhere and slash the couch. He act like he was able to frame me but a teacher walk in and saw what was happening and told me to go to the next room.

This room was filled with other kids and a teacher. I recall a girl sitting in a chair in a way so she got stuck.

That pretty much it...Weird dream with my old living room set.

So I was at this random house. Kinda old. Perhaps 50s architecture. Detached house. Composed of wood and white bricks, mostly. Surrounded by a big grassy field. And I was in the kitchen preparing food for some guests that were going to arrive soon. I had made cake and pasta and stuff. I was going to peel my potatoes but I noticed I only had five. I stressed out. I called someone else to keep doing whatever I was doing for a while while I went to the store. And there I was with more potatoes. So apparently the food was nowhere near ready and some of the guests were already there. So I went to greet them and quickly finish up what I was doing in the kitchen. I served them a half done meal.

Now, I had this dream at 2 AM, so the recall was spotty even as I first woke up from it...

Anyways, I remember talking with someone who is offering to help me out. Unfortunately I can't remember a thing about them. Not their name, appearance, or even gender. Anyway, my brain is clearly confused about things, since this individual is trying to help me access Dreamworld or some such, yet things from work are getting mixed in. I have to go online, find some program, listen to this or that audio file... the word NUnit was thrown around a bit, which is directly from work. All the same, I'm eager to do what it takes since this is a huge goal for me. My brain is still confused though, since for a name of someone to get in contact with it pulls Marona, from Phantom Brave, but the music looping in my head is from Legend of Mana. That's about all for this fragment, but it was important enough to me that I woke up at 2 AM and wrote it down. So there ya go.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a psychiatrist's office, which actually looked more like a small store mixed with an artist's studio or an unfinished room. The room was narrow, kind of long, with white walls made bright by the sunlight coming in through the front window wall.

I stood before something like a long work table made out of wood, which was either white or brown. The table was on the left side of the room. My psychiatrist stood to my right.

I was telling my psychiatrist a weird set of experiences I'd been having lately. Mostly it was people saying very weird things right out to me. But apparently, on this day, they'd gotten really bad.

I told my psychiatrist how I had gone into one place, possibly a doctor's office, and that a nurse (dressed like a 1950s style, stereotypical nurse), while she was stacking boxes one on top of the other, said she was -----ing the boxes (don't remember the word, but it implied she was actually laying the boxes side by side).

I told my psychiatrist, "Then I went to a cafe. A woman there was laying boxes side by side. But she told me --" I suddenly had the urge to stop speaking, as I felt my talking anymore about this would make my psychiatrist think I was crazy. But I couldn't stop now. So I said, "She told me she was stacking them."

I had an image in my head of something like a floor plan being drawn in red lines on a brownish-yellow piece of paper. I saw perhaps four squares being drawn in some kind of nook-like room. The four squares were boxes, laid side by side. I then saw a woman like a worker at Starbucks, laying boxes like soda syrup boxes side by side in a nook-like area.

There was now a third person in the room with me and my psychiatrist. The person was hard to see. But it was probably a woman, kind of like a wild woman. She was kind of tall, with really messy, black hair. She looked really strong, and she may have been naked. But she was helping my psychiatrist in some kind of professional function, like being her nurse.

The woman stood between us, and while I never saw the woman, it made my psychiatrist much harder to see. My psychiatrist may have changed as well. She may have been a kind of young, blonde woman.

My psychiatrist may have given me some kind of shot. She also prescribed some kind of medicine to me, maybe two different kinds of pills. I had a terrible, sinking feeling. I had told my psychiatrist my real life experiences. But she now thought, as I'd figured she would, that I was crazy. I myself wondered whether I was crazy.

My psychiatrist said I needed to be careful because of the state of mind I was in. She said, "If you keep going like this, you'll start thinking you can hear telegrams (or telegraphs?) inside buildings, or that the direction of your blood is always flowing toward the people who have aggressive feelings toward you."

Emma's Dream

My first dream was after my alarm goes off in the middle of the night.
First there's a nice, dark room. It's made of some sort of dark, reddish wood, and the fabric is in the same dark tones. There's a table here too. I sit at the table and look about, wondering where I am. Then a rather old man with grey hair, and thick black eyebrows walks in. He isn't wearing a shirt , and he's quite flabby and has a hairy chest and I swear I can't see any pants on him, but so far he's behind a chair. He can't see me.

Then I find myself in a tent with no memory of the wooden house. The tent is large, blue and pyramid shaped. I remember my old school field , but when I look over my shoulder I can't see the school. But I know this is my old school field (a recurring place in my dreams!) because of the way there are hills on one side and trees bordering the whole field, hiding a wire fence. Behind me where the school should be, there is just fog. I don't know what I'm doing here, but it's like there's something just behind the trees I need to get to so I start running across the field.

These were just hazy dream fragments. When I woke up in the morning, I can't remember either dreams immediately, and I'm frustrated. So I lay down and try to do an early morning WILD, which in the past have sometimes been successful. But today I'm not asleep enough or my sister is making too much noise because it doesn't want to work. I think what happened next might have been an OBE. I could feel my thumb in my palm, even though my hands were one on each side of me. I rub my right thumb in my left palm a bit as I begin to feel my other hands too, my 'real' hands, both at the same time. Then I move my real hands, and I can feel my hands either side of me. My thumb no longer feels like it's in my palm.

100th DJ entry! Woot!

1. I have bought a bag of pot from my brother's friend D.H. I smoke it, and sure enough I get a very high/drunk feeling in dream. I approach a mirror, and see that the pupils of my eyes are rapidly dilating in and out to an unnatural degree.

2. I'm on a rafting trip with my graduate adviser. My raft tips over, and I fall into the filthy water of the river. I find myself almost trapped beneath another raft commanded by a fat kid, but do manage to escape.

3. I'm driving my brother's car around town. I notice that many of the billboards and street signs are covered in graffiti. I also notice that my brakes are unresponsive, so I'm forced to drive dangerously, rolling through stop signs and barely avoiding many collisions.

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July 24, 2011

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 89 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
{telepathy in these brackets}



I'm laying on my side on the floor and am putting together some kind of puzzle on a very short wall, like the side of a bathtub, in a room that seems to be like a living room. There are blocks to be stacked. I concentrate a little more.
My vision becomes clearer and I notice there is a girl (white aprox 20 yr old) helping me, well really helping build whatever we are building. I see her arm and notice how white it is and thought that she had a white sweatshirt on but no that was her pale skin.

I look back over my shoulder at her and notice she has no top on!

I play it cool because she doesn't seem concerned and who am I to criticize naked girls?

I put another block up and look back again and notice she has no clothes on what so ever!

I put another block up and decide to get a good look and turn back yes I can see her naked chest and she just smiles as if nothing is different here!
I look back at her again and {she wonders why am looking at her again. She is starting to think something might be wrong and feeling a little uncomfortable.}
I put another block up and notice another woman (white 30ish, shortish blond hair, white blouse) walking by {she thinks "how nice" as she looks at us doing our thing.}
This is all strange given the nude girl just sitting here. I think about what I should be thinking given this strangeness and decide to just go with it.



Dream 2


July 24, 2011

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
{telepathy in these brackets}

I am strolling mindlessly around a commercial district. I feel lost then think about what I am supposed to be doing here and think "pick up girl friend".


I go to a chainlink fenced area that has a gate and a small guard post. There is a strange haze in the air and a dusky light as if it is before dawn or just after sunset. I look at the large facility that seems like a large factory or industrial complex across a large parking lot.



{I feel a thought from someone I know} and turn around to see a girl coming out of gated area that I know I know but I also have never met her in my life! She is a pretty red head but I expect her to look better since she has almost no makeup and has just tied her hair behind her head. Then I thought "she has just got off work, get real."

GF: So what are we doing?
Me: ?

I have no clue even who she is or where I am!
A white car (a 1970's model) drives by slowly.

GF: HEY!
she yells at the car {she thinks it may be a taxi}
She runs after it throwing her pocket book strap over her shoulder.

I just stand there like "WTH?"

{She knows its not a taxi now but hopes to get it to pull her a ways down the road} and grabs the car's bumper! She is skating with her feet grinding against the street, I can hear the grinding sound and see some dust from this!
She lets go after a few seconds, I can't believed that even worked!
She looks back and puts her hands up in victory, she made it! She looks at the bottom of her sneakers and they look worn but still great. She then laughs a bit and looks at me proud of herself.

1) Karate Dojo. Only three or so people there. I’ve been left out of something… –Skip- Marshall’s party at an obstacle course. Laser walls that you have to get over, but you get a winch to bring you over.

2) Sister sends me a text about my break up with my girlfriend.

3) Driving somewhere on a highway. Friends intercept (quite literally. They spun their car around to cut me off) me to take me to some event.

4) WILD. In a large city, walking down a street. A massive, ornate, domed structure is off in the distance. LUCID. I say, “Clarity”, but the dream blurs further. Grrrr… “Undo, optimize scene”. Things clear up and I can see perfectly. I walk down the street to a corner with a museum styled building and see girls wearing bikinis selling magazines… My mind says they’re desperate for money due to water shortages…

5) I return to the laser place, with my… mother I think? We’re trying to get through but aren’t supposed to be there.

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Just a little dream.

I saw all of Batmans of forms from Bruce Wayne to Dick Grayson and Damian Wayne.

6-27-11
Midday nap. As usual for one, it's weird.

I was talking to my mom and dad about the coffee maker that a friend of mine had given me for a graduation gift, and how it was way more advanced than I could care to use.
This is, in reality, true. I had been given a coffee maker, and, indeed, it had more than and on/off switch, so I knew right away that it had more functions than I needed.
After this dream, I went and did exactly the same thing as in the dream. Weird, huh?

Buildings in the desert (possibly india,china), possibly post-apocalyptic future setting,

- does anyone recognise these images from dreams
- has anyone seen a sunburnt man with a robe gaining access to these buildings in the desert