non-lucid

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A woman stood in a field of grass. The grass may have gone up to the woman's knees, though it may actually only have gone up just past the woman's ankles.

The woman was pretty and young, with long, black hair. She may have been wearing a grey dress. She wore black, ankle-high boots.

The woman stomped one foot against the ground. There was a loud click on the ground, as if the woman had stomped on wood, or as if two wood blocks had beat together.

I had the thought, "A misstep in no direction."

Dream #2

Two aliens stepped out of the doorway on the underside of a silvery flying saucer. They stood out and looked over some landscape: either a field of tall, green grass or an atmosphere of hazy red and orange.

The two aliens wore shimmery, metallic outfits. Their helmets were tall and cylindrical, like huge toilet paper rolls painted silver. The helmets had two glowing, orange dots, side by side, on the front. The dots were either eyeholes or actual eyes.

I remember myself being a character in MapleStory, with my good friend, Mavis, and her mum. Her mum was driving us to somewhere I am not familiar with, but after sometime, we got out of the car.

The place we are at looks like the Kerning Shopping Mall from MapleSEA, just that it is quite empty, compared to the real Kerning Mall which is filled with monsters. The real Kerning Mall is bright, and have shops with a lot of different things, dolls, stuff toys, etc. The Kerning Mall in my dream is dark, quite empty, and a bit run down. We are walking around the place, and that's when a group of monsters which I forgot what is appearance is, appeared before us.

We started to run around and eventually got separated from each other. After a few minutes of running away, I've realised that the monsters are actually not chasing us because they want to attack us. They are actually following us because they liked us. Once I've realised that's the case, I woke up.



The first thing that came to my mind after I've woke up is, what weird monsters they are to be not attacking MapleStory characters. Next, I thought I must be screwed by playing so much of MapleSEA that I am having weird dreams about the game.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid

I remembered only 2 short dreams...(mainly because when I woke up my mind was going everywhere but in the dream)
If I remember more of it I'll edit and add the dream.
The dream starts out like my last dream O_O :

DREAM 1: I was staying in the bed, reading a book and I suddenly felt a pain in my hand. Like it was burning. I massaged it with a lotion I found from my mom's desk.
After applying it on my hand, my hand had some weird spots on it. When I was putting it in the bed it was somehow metamorphosing and steal the bed''s spot style. (kinda like a chameleon)
DREAM 2: I was playing a weird game...it had a lot of files to load and I couldn't wait too much. I discovered it also had a menu where it would had ask me if I want the files to load all before the game starts for a fast level selection, if I want the files to load permanently on every level I play or if I want them to be tempo and charge fast every level.(I couldn't remember the game)

Okay, so I had this one a really long time ago, and only remembered snippets of it in the first place. But for some reason while I was reading my friends' latest dreams, I remembered this, and so I wanna record what I can so I don't forget it completely.

It was a really epic dream, and it felt like it lasted a long time. At one point I think I was God, or something. All I remember is: 1) Something about being in a city and being decapitated by my friends, then being the friends and trying to hide 'my' body by wrapping it in plastic wrap and burying it somewhere. The city was like on fire/collapsing and everyone was dying. When it turned into a third person view, everyone turned on each other and started cutting off their friends' heads, like that would save them or something. 2) Eventually the view zoomed out so I could see the whole world. Like I said before, I felt all powerful, like I was the one ending the world. For some reason Earth had no gravity. I don't know how to describe this, but people were grabbing onto the edge of the world (even though it's a circle), holding on for dear life, but eventually they all fell off and died. Some people let go willingly. I remember one of the last people to fall off was a 'friend', one of the people who killed 'me', but she let go on purpose. (A good way of describing this scene: Titanic, when the boat is completely vertical. Except the boat is now the world. And some people want to die.) 3) Now I am most definitely God. I watch the city-world burn down. Volcanoes erupt and cover the world in magma. When it hardens the world is brown, then black and dark. Everything is on fast forward, so the time lapse here is like millions of years, but it goes by super fast. This last part there's no way of describing. It's like trying to explain to a blind person what a color looks like, damn near impossible. But, as God, I watched all the colors be created. At the end of this, the visible colors formed a rainbow (don't ask what I mean by 'visible'). Something happened with the rainbow that again, i can't describe, but afterwards everything was in color. 4) After the freaky color thing was over, water and plants came back. It was like I was starting the world over. I started to make an amoeba type thing (well, watch it be made, but it felt like I was doing it). Then the dream ended.

g
6-26-11

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}
My words or thoughts
Others words

I found myself in some kind of low budget store but it felt strange. I asked the place {what place this is} [yes you can ask the place as if it were a person] and I got the answer back that this was a store but from my deep childhood. [I remember this place now that I have been reminded of it. It is amazing how many places we have been that we then forget!]

I looked around not sure what to do and a woman walked up to me telling me to “stock the shelves”.

I looked at her and thought at her {I don’t work here, as if!}, she looked shocked, while looking directly into my eyes radiated a good amount of fear and backed off and walked away. Not sure if it was my reply or the fact that I never opened my mouth. When she was gone I was again free to look around.

Still the dream started to pull me in and I thought I was a customer and was there to get something. Then I walked into their employee’s area and thought maybe I worked there but knew I didn’t. I stayed in this strange unknown identity throughout the whole dream doing much of nothing.

I am glad my subconscious is starting to delve into the past somewhat.

The surrounding are greyish in tone, although not depressing. It is lighter, like the title highlights of the DreamViews post box (unless you changed your theme, or something). There are buildings to the left and right, although they are not very clear.

I was on the street, and Solimar is there, wearing white clothes, facing me. We were talking about the rent I will pay for the boarding house soon. People are passing by.

The place became a blur of white, as people pass on by.

--------

Dreamsigns:

Strange place
Hazy

I am riding in the car with my mom, brother, sister, and aunt. We're going to the park to pick apples. Suddenly, I have a vision which lasts maybe 2 seconds before fading away. It is of some sort of goddess-type being. She is not really a goddess, maybe a minor deity. She is young, has long blue hair, and was wearing a blue and white dress. She is floating in front of the car and sort of going at the same pace as us. She is very large (not overweight), kind of like is you scaled up a regular person to two-and-a-half or three times the height, keeping the rest proportional. She is also two dimensional, and kind of tilted backwards, so that the top of her recedes a little because it's farther away. She is holding up one arm, in a pose that is vaguely similar to the statue of liberty holding her torch, except my spirit is more expressive and joyful in her pose. Her facial expression is kind of complex. Her mouth is open a little, indicating that she is full of joyful wonder, but also that she is shocked and upset, and she exudes something like fear or caution. Anyway, she's holding up her hand as if she is holding a torch or something, only nothing is in her hand. I know that she is supposed to be holding an apple, so I realize that she is warning me that the park we're going to won't have apples. I express concern aloud (not referring to my vision, just saying that I'm worried that there won't be any apples) and suggest that we go to a different park, but my aunt overrules me.

Then, my brother says a phrase of three nonsense words. We're trying to figure out what he is talking about, and my aunt says, "it's like a test of star wars knowledge (the flavor of it was that it was a question that had started out as a riddle one star wars fan had posed to another, but sort of became a stock phrase star wars fans would pull out to indicate their hardcoreness, and to see if anyone else knew what they were talking about, so it sort of became a greeting between star wars fans.) The question is, 'do you know what kind of apple they ate on (such-and-such a planet, don't remember the name)?'" Then she turned to me and said, "You know, right?" I was horrified that someone would suspect me of having such knowledge. I said nothing and sort of retreated into myself, thinking about the goddess.

1 Natra Sleep
200 mcg huperzine before bed

I was in a room with a guy, thinking “Spanish”, maybe he was Spanish, I dunno. He had short dark hair, and light brown skin like he might have been. We talked, and then we kissed, I remember worrying about whether he thought I was a good kisser, and knowing I hadn’t brushed my teeth that day. We stood up, held hands and faced a wall that had a lot of maps hanging on it. We were staring at the maps and I think we were wondering which one to choose. They were hanging sideways and had white frames, they looked like world maps and I was thinking they were framed to fit on bikes (but they were large, about 3’ long). He kissed me again and I was surprised…I think he asked me to massage his back and I did a bit.

Then I went into the kitchen and started loading dishes in the dishwasher. After a short time, he followed me in and asked me to do some more work on his back. I felt resistant, didn’t really want to, mostly because I didn’t know how to help him (and I think I was afraid he'd be dependent on me to keep helping him). Then I suddenly had an idea of standing in front of him, reaching behind his back, placing my knuckles on his lower back and dragging them forward, around to the front. This seemed to work really well, he was delighted and making all kinds of jerky movements with his shoulders.

1. I'm called by the police after a concert to report on some crime; the process takes forever and I miss getting to my job.

2. Setting of dream is the same as the webcomic "Erfworld." A "good" character has called a massive flood to save her sister, but in doing so wipes out countless other lives. There's a view of a prisoner in an open-air dungeon with a terrified look on his face as the water sweeps in to overwhelm him.

3. I'm playing some sort of turn based strategy version of Super Smash Brothers; the opposing team is Mario and Luigi, and Luigi is kicking away my ranged attacks with his taunt move.

6-6-11

D1:

[I don’t remember. Sorry!]


D2:
An extensive dream, of which I remember almost nothing.

My, my brother, and my parents were all at some old guy’s house. The house itself I don’t remember very well, though I get the feeling it was a ranch-style house.
The old guy was… well… an old guy. With an old wife. And an old dog. (I think)
Anyways, the only scene I remember really wasn’t a scene, since all I did in it was explore this one room in, or rather, adjacent to the house.
The room was more of a shed, like a Morton Building, and the walls were corrugated sheet metal. The floor and foundation was concrete, and the north and south edges of the floor were raised about four feet for four feet of depth. Kind of like a counter going along the side walls. The south Edge was also raised, but only about a foot or two. (This was the wall that had the door to the house.)
The room (it was a workshop) measured roughly 30’ by 40’ and had various tools, implements, and, more than everything else, paint cans cluttering the concrete ledges on the north and south. The east wall had a large garage door like you’d see in a fire station set in it, and, though I couldn’t see through the higher-up windows, I somehow knew that there was a desert outside it. This probably comes from visits I had at my grandpa’s house in the Mojave Desert in southern California. Odd that I’d have it in a dream, since he died six-or-so years ago.
The ceiling on the south two-thirds of this room, the shop, was a ten-foot ceiling and black. It was such a tone of black that, since I wasn’t paying much attention to it, I don’t remember any details about it. On the northern one-third, the ceiling was the shallow-gabled roof of a Morton Building.
In the dream, my perspective was by to the east wall, next to the raise in the concrete. At that point in the clutter, there was a space made in all the paint cans and a blanket, sleeping bag, and pillow were set out. They were an alternative bed to the main focus of the room: the hanging box.
The hanging box, as I dubbed it when I woke up, was just that: a hanging box. It was about the size of a large house refrigerator box, but made of wood and covered in either carpet or Astroturf. It was suspended from the ceiling by a 1/4"-link chain (though, since it was in the south side of the shop, I couldn’t see how it was affixed to the ceiling), and it had a wooden stepladder leading up to the west rim of it. I’d say the bottom of the box was five feet off the floor.
The really weird thin g about the box is that it was where the old guy slept. Therefore, in my dream-world of that night, the old man would have to nightly ascend the stepladder and get in his ‘box’ to go to bed. And the makeshift bed on the east wall apparently wasn’t an alternative, because I was supposed to sleep there.



Well, there you go. One more overly-detailed dream retelling. Just like Victor Hugh and highschool: Too many details, not enough plot.

Can't recall all that much since I woke up this morning, but I remember driving around the west side of town and I was driving along country club road. I can't remember why I was driving over there but I know I was killing time while I was waiting so I started to drive towards 14th when I saw two huge flashes of lightning. I looked to my right and there was some kind of force field of bluish purple. It was the edge of the storm, is what I remember thinking. This part was vivid, but that's all I can recall.

The night before last I was with someone who had a pet tiger and panther. They were being held by a normal fence, they didn't seem aggressive but I told the person who owned them that I doubted that fence could keep them. Sure enough, right when I said it the animals jumped over the fence, I was scared for a second, but I remembered to not run, the panther came up to me and bit me on the hand playfully. I led both of them by the collar and into the house, they acted like dogs. Once they were inside, I felt safe.

The dream begins in a house that looks like Sidney Prescott's house in the movie, "Scream". I get a phone call, (and it's from my dad not ghostface) I answer, "Hello?" In a drunk slurr my dad replies, "Hey, Daniel, look at the ferrari down the street, and my Cadillac!" I look out the window and saw the two cars about to collide. They barely missed each other. I walked into the kitchen craving some nachos. Sadly, there wasn't any nacho cheese so I cut up some cheese fromt he blocks and put it on some Mission chips. After opening the microwave, the chips shrank and the cheese turned into liquid?? I guess I put them in for too long o.o I open the closet door and find Freddy Krueger's human son in the middle of a ring of fire. He yells, "Hi" and attacks me. I immediately close the closet door and LOCK it. I walked to my car (which I had even though I can't drive yet ;- and found my cousin Destiny in the front seat, and my cousin Daneya in the back. I saw Daneya was crying. "Why are you crying?" I asked. "Because Destiny is being mean!" she said. "Nah-uh! She's just a dumb girl!" yelled Destiny. "What?! She's your cousin Destiny, you're supposed to be nice to her!" "Yea but-" I cut her off and argued, "No, she's your cousin and you're supposed to be nice to her, that's it!" Then, I drove them to my aunt's house which looked a lot like the party house from "Scream". We all got off the car. When I did, I saw Drew Barrymore (doesn't she die in Scream? Well she dies in my dream too) walk in, and a butt load of dream characters that were my friends. That's when the first attack happened...

Freddy Krueger burst out of a door and sliced half of the house! I saw a girl get cut in her arms, and then face. I saw a guy get stabbed behind his head. I snuck out the door and others followed quietly. We walked, then ran to an abandoned house out in the middle of the woods (It's weird because I wouldn't have went to an abandoned house with a KILLER on the loose like the dumb broads in a scary movie would >:T). We wandered around the house for a bit. And sure enought LEATHERFACE popped out and killed two more dream characters. I grabbed a towel that was on the floor, wrapped it around my hand, and broke the window. I jumped out the window and ran deeper into the forest. I kept running, and found an open area and a town ahead. I kept running, and running, but Leatherface was ahead of me. He didn't kill me, instead he picked me up, and threw me hard on the floor. He opened some sort of trap door in the ground and threw me in there. A dream character caught me and when I looked at him, it was one of the dream characters from the abandoned house. Leatherface closed the trap door and left. Miraculously, I could walk again. I walked around the hole thingy and found a small opening that led to a door. I squeezed through it and opened the door where I found Freddy Kreuger's son. He didn't say a word and teleported us to another place which saved us all. We were in some sort of sky city and I found Billy from "The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy" throwing books into a portal. He said, "This is how I get Freddy's son to be nice." Everyone threw books in the portal and the dream ended..

Even though this was a scary movie sort of dream, it wasn't a nightmare. I acutally enjoyed surviving in a scary movie :3

Dream #1 of the Night:
I am up in bed reading at around 1:00AM. Suddenly I hear the front door in my house open and slam shut. I am terrified and begin to scan my room for a weapon but I can't find one and settle on using a sharp pencil on my bedside table. I open my bedroom door and see a young boy sitting Indian style in the hallway. I am taken aback and attempt to stab the palm of his hand. This doesn't hurt him. I notice he is fiddling with a pencil himself. I realize that he is glowing slightly blue and I now understand that he is a ghost and become frightened again. I quickly start asking hi)m questions without giving him time to answer until I come to my last question, "are you a good guy or a bad guy?" He looks at me, reluctant to answer. I am uneasy knowing that he looks so reluctant, so I shout to my parents to help me yell and him to get out of the house and never return. I look back and he is gone.
(I woke up after this, I consider this dream a nightmare as I am frightened of ghosts, especially ghosts of children.)

Dream #2 of the Night:
I go to my ex's house, "N," to collect some of my things. I have so many things there that it is taking me a long time to get them all together. Without notice, people start to show up and Nate whispers to me to hurry up before I embarrass him. People keep showing up and we start to have a party with a lot of smoking. I try to play a game of cards with N and a few others but the game never starts. Later, I go outside and see little boys all around my car. The were out to get me and had placed a bunch of empty juice containers on my car to somehow "get to me." I shoo them away. Even later, the party is over and I am still at N's, kneeling over a dying man. He doesn't want my help so I do the best I can to help anyway and call "Dr. Quantum" to come to the house and tend to the man. When the Dr. shows up and the dying man realizes it is Dr. Quantum, he is suddenly better and stands up. He proceeds to rant to Dr. Quantum about how the doctor owes him money.

Non-Dream Dream Lucid-Dream

Date: June 27th, 2011
Time: 1:25pm

I was attempting "King Yoshi's Wild Method" at the time of this dream. This is the first dream that I have had even a little bit I remembered in a long time.

I was seeing everything unfold like it was a television show. I wasn't playing through this dream as myself or anyone else. A little kid was sitting in the kitchen fixing to have breakfast. When his mom walks in with a t-shirt on that read "I offer you up blood red brains". I see the boys face full of shock. I then see the little boy making preparations around his house for a zombie apocalypse. There is a see through gas line beside a heat ventilation pipe near the house, i think to myself, "that cannot be very safe". Next I see the boy put together a football cannon using pvc pipe and an air compressor, in the front of the house. He also fired it and I hear a guy yell out somewhere i cant see, kinda like it was off screen.

I wake up before a zombie apocalypse happens.

Dream Notes

the first dream i remember very few things.
Memory spore cloud, fringe,

At some point in this next dream I wake up for a second and go back to sleep. I close my eyes and concentrate the world back into existence. Then I held my thought and the world grew sharper and more solid. Then I imagined waving my hand in front of my face. Then I fell out of lucidity back into the dream.

I am a member of a gang of three. We are at my father's house which is being terrorized by a large brown bear. The bear has locked itself in my old bedroom. We have no weapons and I am carrying a table lamp like a crude club.

I hear a loud snap and a familiar meow from over in the dining room. I find my cat oscar trapped in a very large mouse trap with a slice of american cheese. I set Oscar free of the trap and make sure he's not too badly hurt. I hold him up in front of me under the cat armpits and tell him not to play with mouse traps. He meows at me. I set him down and he scampers away.

I am startled by the sound of a gunshot. One of my team now has a double barreled shot gun. I ask him where he got it and he just looks at me funny.

My father comes in the room to tell me that the UPS man has come and is outside. I go outside and see two men in brown suits rooting through a UPS truck. I tell them that I am fighting a bear in the house and ask them if they have a weapon or a gun they can spare me. The guy says sure and gives me what I think at first is a hand gun but when I look at it again I see that it's some kind of cattle prod shock stick. It's a shiny metal black stick about 2 and a half feet long with an orange rubber grip near the middle and a dull rubber handle with a white button. I push the button and hear the crackle of a stun gun. I say thank you and head back inside the house.

My dad and the rest of the team are sitting around the kitchen table drinking cups of coffee. I ask them what the hell is going on and what happened to the bear. They respond that the bear is still in my room. I show them the stun gun, say grab the shot gun and we all move over to where the bear is. I kick the door to my room open and hit the bear with the shocker. The bear roars and I scream and I am being shocked too. I look at my hands and see that I'm not holding the orange safety grip but rather the front of the gun. I can't stop shooting the thing because if I do the bear will get me.

I move my left hand firmly onto the orange safety grip and lead the bear out into the living room. I yell "Shoot the fucking thing!" The guys and my father are sitting around the coffee table, drinking coffee and eating small cookies. I freak out. "what the fuck is going on?! Kill the goddamn bear!"

They look really surprised. One guy reaches for his shotgun and when he fires it, the safety is on. He turns the safety off and fires again. The gun is unloaded. The bear hits me in the face and runs down the hallway through my dad's bathroom into his bedroom.

We go into the bathroom and there is an FBI agent sitting fully clothed in a Full Tub of warm water. He tells me to calm down, that everything is under control. The bear is Roaring in the next room. I am pissed off. I ask him why hasn't law enforcement done anything about this bear.

He tells me to watch my mouth before he starts checking into my record.

I say, oh great, you are going to check my record instead of helping me get this fucking bear.

Then I wake up.