non-lucid

This dream was long, I mean LONG. It felt like hours, but I wish I could remember the first part of the dream which explains what I stole. All I remember about that is pricking my finger or pressing some tiny button which was red.

I was on the run from some sort of giant corporation, perhaps the government, because I disobeyed them. I was trying to 'drop off the radar' so to speak, disappear from the government and it's control. I believe I stole something very important to them. There was some form of alarm set off by a lazer pen tip, but I don't remember anything other than touching it with the tip of my finger. It looked a little like a calligraphy pen.



I got back to my house and I knew I needed to hide, and I couldn't hide inside because the corporation would come looking for me there. I asked my dad what I should do, and he told me to stay outside for the next week. The first thing that ran through my mind was 'What will I use as shelter!', and my dad proceeded to find a plastic storage container with a large crack in it, and told me I should sit in it, that because of the crack I could rock back and forth.

I took it out into my backyard and searched for where I should hide. It was very cloudy, and most of the colour was washed out of the scenery because of it. I didn't want to hide in the bushes because they are filled with spiders, but I thought I would be too easy to find in the open. It was a tough decision, but I chose to set up right out in the open on my back lawn I tried to sleep in the tub. It wasn't comfortable, so I used the crack to bust a hole in one end, and put that over my head as I lay down on my side and tried to sleep underneath it. It started raining, but I didn't get wet because of my plastic box covering my head.

What a weird dream.. possibly a continuation or precursor to a previous dream I've had where I was going to be killed by a bald man. That makes sense, actually. Odd.

So last night I went to sleep with the intent of waking up after every dream period. It didn't work perfectly, I only woke up after a couple, but in the early morning when I woke up I went back to sleep trying to count myself into a dream ("1... I'm dreaming, 2... I'm dreaming" etc), using a snooze on my alarm to regularly wake myself up.

It didn't work directly in the sense that I didn't ever consciously transition to dreaming, but I had a strange sort of lucid dream. Lucidity fluctuated a lot, but it seems like I re-entered the dream twice, but I don't recall if I actually woke up between re-entries or not, so I'll just mark the places I think they happened. Also a lot of other dreams recalled.

#996:
Date: May 30th, 2011
Length: 8 minutes


I began in some kind of house, where I quickly realized I was dreaming. I ended up walking outside, just stabilizing things for a few moments. I wanted to meet someone in particular, so I yelled out her name, hoping that would summon her. Instead, a sort of plot developed where she had been kidnapped and was being held in a building in front of me. My lucidity here was pretty insignificant, but I went inside the building. It was a sort of inn/bar, and I went upstairs to a room.

Now something to understand is that this dream had odd shifts in perspective to a game of Starcraft. My mind was interpreting the concept of lucidity strangely (second time this has happened lately...), as if Starcraft was the real life I would awaken to after this dream. At times, I had flashes where I was seeing my base in a game of Starcraft being attacked, and afraid that this would wake me up. I was asking my allies to help defend me.

Anyways, the person I was looking for was in the room, but my vision shifted to Starcraft mode and saw that she was "infested." I decided to just leave the room and head back outside, having to fight through some people who wanted to stop me.

Back outside, my mind was a bit clearer and I think I was more conscious of my dreaming state. As I walked, the dream began to fade, however. Everything turned dark, but I tried to concentrate on my sense of touch. <Re-entry here?> Eventually, I was back in the dream. I decided to try to use all my senses to stay anchored in the dream, so I walked into a nearby shop and found a bizarre glass container which had some kind of perfume in it. I smelled it and poured some on myself, and also ate two sort of black sort of "rocks" that were inside it. It tasted pretty disgusting, but I kept chewing on it for quite a while, happy about how real it seemed.

At this point my notes read that I was in a room packing up some stuff into my backpack. I vaguely recall this, but I don't know why I was doing it. Anyways, I think the dream faded here again, and I had another re-entry (maybe). I found myself in a wooden shack near a body of water. I looked at myself in a mirror -- I looked basically like myself, though a few features were somewhat distorted.

After a little more stabilization, I stepped outside. Below me was a pretty steep drop down to the water, and in the distance I saw a few hills and islands. I decided to go check out what was over there, though it didn't look like much. I launched myself into the air and flew down towards the water. As I did so, everything felt so real and crisp for a moment that I was completely exhilarated. I tried to calm myself, fearing that this would wake me up. Unfortunately, my flying slowed to almost a dead halt and I had a weird false awakening: the Starcraft game appeared again, with my base being attacked. I typed something like: "can you believe it! I was having a good lucid dream and just then this woke me up!"

I also wrote something in my notes about a checklist, but I don't remember what it had to do with the dream. It had an entry on it that said "pre-fight bosses."



#997:
Date: May 30th, 2011
Length: 4 minutes

I was in a class that was taught by one of my former History professors. It was the first day of this class. For some reason, there were a bunch of pool tables all around the room. I was eager to meet people, and quickly introduced myself to a few. People were told to assemble around the pool tables for some kind of group work. There was some confusion for a moment as some tables got deserted and others overcrowded.

After a while, something odd happened and we were suddenly in the middle of a zombie invasion. I was strangely calm (felt sort of like a game) and ran towards the class entrance. We weren't really in a building or anything -- the room was just sort of merged with outside. It was night time, and I followed a group of people across a small brook and to a sort of checkpoint. Once we made it there we knew we were safe.

Somehow I ended back in the classroom before the zombie thing happened. This time I walked towards the front of the classroom and then beyond it, to a seashore. There were a couple boats there, and I just enjoyed the view for a few moments, when the zombies came again. This time, however, it definitely felt real, and I was scared. I was with a group of journalists and we sprinted towards the same brook we had crossed before. This time, however, there was a problem and we were unable to cross it. Instead we had to take a long bridge to our left.

One by one people fell behind and died, until it was just me and another guy. We ran as fast as we could. For some reason we were suddenly being chased by two cars, and we ducked out of the way just in time before they lost control and crashed horribly, blocking the zombies from catching up with us. I thought I was safe as we stopped a moment to catch our breaths, but then I realized the guy with me had been bitten and was turning into a zombie. He started approaching me aggressively, and I backed off. Soon he was charging me and trying to bite my face off. I fought him off desperately, but I was weaker than him and terrified. I frantically tried to prevent him from biting me while also somehow mentally accessing a menu, trying to stop this "game" (though nonetheless it felt like my life was at stake), and managed to just in time. I don't remember anything after that.


#998:
Date: May 30th, 2011
Length: 3 minutes

Basically just a dream of playing soccer. I was playing defense at first, then switched to attack, then back to defense, then back to attack. It all made sense at the time. After a few uneventful plays, I suddenly started to play much better, just sort of naturally sensing where my teammates were and making good passes. Then I got the ball on our half of the pitch, and suddenly found myself able to dribble their entire team. I fell just short of scoring a goal, tapping the ball a little too far in front of me and losing control at their last line of defense. Still, I was really happy with how I was playing.

We reached a break in play, and some guy kept complaining about how the online system for this soccer league was broken. I asked him why he was so concerned over this when it wasn't even playoff time. He explained that there was a team called "The 300 Spartans" whose name had caused a glitch in the system, somehow resulting in gif images of the car in Back to the Future to be placed above each team's name. This was apparently a very big deal.


- I also had a dream about being in some kind of underground facility, and meeting a ton of people I haven't seen in a really long time.

I'm in House #1. [So much for recognizing dream signs... :/] I look through a window that looks out onto the patio from the side opposite the dining room [um... in real life, that would be the bathroom window, from which such a view would be impossible...] and see that there's a wasps' nest hanging from the eaves outside the dining-room window.

I'm in the garage, and I say goodbye to P. There are two cool, old, red, elongated, flat-topped cars there (one might have been a convertible). My parents are taking me out somewhere, but I haven't been able to find anything I want to wear, so I'm only wearing my royal blue bathrobe. [I used to have this robe in real life, but I don't anymore.]

[Dreamskip.] I'm driving the brown car into the parking lot where our hair salon and the OSH hardware store are [back in our old town]. I'm naked, so I try to crouch down so that the other drivers around don't see me. When I try to park, the driver of the car that's parked crookedly in the space next to mine decides to back out and straighten his parking job, coming close to hitting my car, but narrowly missing it. I cower in my seat, frightened. When the driver gets out of his car and comes over to talk to me, I look down to check the arrangement of my blue bathrobe, which I'm suddenly wearing again, and make sure it's covering me decently. The other driver tells me that he didn't hit me.

Then, four young boys (10 or so) come to my car and start pestering me relentlessly, climbing in it and all over it and talking to me loudly and annoyingly. I yell as loudly as I can at them to GO AWAY. I'm surprised that I'm capable of yelling with that volume. After I yell at them like that about three times, they finally go away. I'm trying to keep my blue robe on and maintain my modesty, with only partial success. I continue to do so once I've moved from my car to a patio table on the sidewalk outside the hardware store. [I don't recall getting from one location to the other.] People pass me by on the sidewalk as I try to keep the robe up. Next to me on the sidewalk, B.W. and his chorale friends are getting dressed for a performance.

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Side notes:

This was an interesting twist on a classic anxiety dream. It featured the common dream scenario of being naked in a public place and ashamed of it, but it combined that scenario with two stressful occurrences from my waking life: a minor car accident in a parking lot, and the very spirited all-boys class I've been teaching once a week. In the dream, I yelled more loudly than I ever have in real life. Do I unconsciously wish I could yell that loud in reality? It's a plausible hypothesis.

I am in a building, and I can hear my dad making a phone call on my brother's behalf, advertising in an almost sing-song manner that they should hire him. I walk into a room and hear the door behind it shaking. Then, it swings open and out bursts a two-year old girl in nothing but a shirt. For some reason, she reminds me of Trisha. Jack, one of my students at the learning centre I work at, is with me and is equally as shocked to see all these young children invading the room.

I am in my old house's garage. Instead of it being concrete, it is made of hardwood, and there is a 1-inch diameter, perfectly circular hole in the ground. Below that, I can see the basement of the garage. (Apparently, this garage has two stories). I drop a red ball down it. Once on the bottom story (somehow), my parents are throwing footballs at the wall, and my brother and I must stick with plasticized ones so we don't break anything.

I have not kept up with this journal for a while. Not surprisingly, my dream recall has really fallen. Oh well, back to it:

The Draft Horse

I am at home. My mother and father are there, and my father has a new horse in the chicken coop. He leads this horse out, and I find out it is just a colt. My mother explains that even though it seems to be full size not that it will grow to be very large. He tells me that it is a young Clydesdale. As I watch, the horse grows to full size, which is about twice the size of a normal draft horse.

Pathetic, isn't it...

Notes| Dream|Lucid

A had a few oranges this night, I heard it helped with recall, and here you go, a fairly vivid dream!

31st May

Jacson, James, Cameron, Maddie, Sarah, Julia and I were in some sort of casino, the lighting of the place was pretty dull. (False memories: we were on a camp and coming in for dinner.) We and other people from school, were all eating dinner in a fairly large room, and the back of the room were big steps, like the steps from my bowling dream, but covered in carpet this time. With no warning, Jacson ran out of the room. I just knew he was going to look for James and followed him.
We ran out of the room into a few corridors joining together, at the far end of the corridor was a sliding door, but we didn't get that far anyway. Jacson was still running, i don't think he really knew where James was, cause James just popped out of a corner to scare the living crap out of him.
After knowing that James had been found and was safe, I ran back inside. The doors were all green automatic sliding doors. When I got back to the room, the tables had been removed and my group was sitting on the steps near the side of a big wall.
We heard a dark, dark laugh.. it was almost like a roar. Some gut feeling, we all just knew there was a crazy man on the other side of the wall.
Sitting on the steps, chatting amongst ourselves when a parade suddenly started. They came through a big door and walked along the area we were having dinner previously. Men, beasts, animals, all in cages. Following behind them all was a lady, about 20-25 years of age, brunette and wearing a tight black leather outfit.. kinda like Catwoman's, but no mask.
Monkeys were let out, they were definitely trained. They started pop dancing all over us, arm waves and the lot! They were jumping over the crowd, running everywhere.
To the side was a Remote Control Car track, starting high and coming down to the ground. Then a RC car came flying down! A monkey casually stepped onto it and started dancing, it was absolutely awesome :p

The lady walked up to Cameron, Jacson and Maddie and moved them away from us seeing as they were talking. She then walked up to me and asked, 'Do you want your parents back?'
'They're not my parents.'
'They can rejoin you, but you must make sure they are quiet.' I had the impression that she was trying to imply, if my friends were not, she would do something nasty but i knew she wouldn't. She just seemed too familiar.. 'Actually, I have decided your group will come sit with me as punishment.'
I really didn't mind, I wanted to know more about her anyway. I wanted to know how I knew her..

We sat a couple of steps further up, me sitting next to the leather suit lady, i don't remember what the rest of my friends done, I recall them coming to sit with us, but i don't remember anything about them after that. I started questioning this mysterious lady. OH- I'VE SEEN HER BEFORE! Or at least, i think i have? She could cover her body in flames by will.
"Can you teach me magic?"
No answer.
"Is your flame for defense only, or can you attack people with it?"
"Defence only"
"So you can only put it around yourself?"
"Yes"
A man from the circus started performing. He was slim, but very muscular, tanned and had Asian features. He had two tribal tattoos on his shaved head and over his upper torso. I think he was standing on one of the cages performing.. breathing fire?
I felt a connection with him, but not a connection of my own. I looked over at the lady in tights, "You like him, don't you?"
She smiled and blushed.

This brunette lady seems also very familiar to the girl from my second lucid dream (previous post).

i am in my room seeing a four faced cardboard figure on the floor and after i take a mini tour in my room i see that the figure isnt there anymore but that its downstairs on the floor in the grass and i ask myself how did it get there ( and instead of reality checking) i simply say that when i get outside i will take it

I dreamt that I was a German soldier shooting Jews. Problem was, the bullets parted in mid-air and I could not be sure that the Jews would die. Atmosphere of confusion.

This is the first time I dream about a book I read. Yesterday I spent most of the day reading a disturbing book where the protagonist is an Obersturmführer.

The crazy part is , when I woke up I didnt notice anything strange about this dream. I was not lucid obviously.

Had some weird things going on last night. I'll explain them the best I remember them.

1. I had previously been in some course about Marine Science or something. Whatever it was, it was relevant to whatever happened next. I'm with my friend Emily, and I look out the backseat of the car, and there's a woman out in the water fishing. She's only about knee deep in the water. All of a sudden, a very large manatee surfaces and starts playing with her and rolling around on her and all that. It's got a baby with it. Within minutes, there's also a shark, a dolphin, and several other marine species. I can't figure out why. We watch for a while and then drive away. As we're driving off, a giant bald eagle comes to join in.

I return later and find nothing but an old shark.

2. After waking up from number 1, I decide I want to have a lucid dream and try to DEILD. I don't know why, but for the first time ever, I hit Sleep paralysis. I feel a vibration start at my feet and go up my body. I imagine a dream landscape that I want to go into. All of a sudden, I'm interrupted by HA. I hear a clangor of horrible bells, and a word starts bouncing around the screen of my vision (my eyes are closed). The word starts with the letters FIN, but that's all I can make it out. It's made of a fluorescent green font, and very jagged. Every time it hits the corner of my vision, it sends a shockwave. I open my eyes and am gasping. I then try again and hear a low, loud voice slowly say my name. I'm too scared to try again.

3. Something about being in a restaurant or pub or something. Somebody wheels in a really old racing car (from the 50's, maybe) and are looking at selling it to the owner. I then see a miniature classic car driving around the store.

3. I see a little prologue about GIR (the robot dog from Invader ZIM) talking about how humans have to go through a trial or have already failed it or something. He flies away, up to space, as behind him, a cloud of yellow gas or dust starts spreading out. I join the dream in an abandoned apartment, or multi-level house. There are no doors. I run through a doorway and a man behind me seals the door off with some kind of clear wrap and some tape. I go into the next room and find a couple people there, discussing what they will do next. As they discuss the plans, I look over and see the room I was in is already filling with yellow gas. The door to this room is now sealed off as well, but poorly. I run to my right and try to leave through the other main door, but find all of those hallways also blocked off with the gas. I hear them yelling about how it will suffocate everybody. Thinking on my feet, I break a window, and prepare to jump off the second story balcony into the pull. As I'm hanging from th e balcony, I suddenly realize I'm dreaming. I jump down and look around me. It's dark outside and I don't like it. I clap my hands and a beam of light appears. I try everything I can think of, including yelling at the sun and the sky to light up, but to no avail. I then go over to a tree and, for some reason i still don't remember, decide I want it to be red. I yell at it to turn red, I point my finger at it, I snap my finger, nothing works. So then, I place a hand on either side of it, and expect my hands to create red. It does nothing, but when I pull my hands away, they are both red. Then I start losing the dream. I remember then that my goal was to ask a dream character what happened to them when I woke up. I bent down now to feel the grass and try to remain awake, as well as spinning. Just before waking up, I could feel myself spinning, as well as myself laying in bed, at the same time.

Dream - Lucid

I remember being in a church, sitting at a pew. Some really creepy piano music started to play, and people started to chant this weird song. Bars came down from the pews in front of everyone and trapped us (kind of like the safety bars on roller coasters). I looked to my left, and 3 or 4 guys in suits were sitting next to one another chanting, looking extremely creepy. I was a little weirded out, so I somehow got of the bar that was trapping me and left.

~

I walked into the dorm I was supposed to be living in for the semester. My mom had it all set up; she had my bed all made and my clothes all put away. The dorm looked much nicer and spacier than the one I had freshman year. In fact, the floors were carpeted, and there were 2 TVs!

However, there were 3 other beds...I had 3 other roommates. o_o

I remember laying down on my bed. I figured out it was a water bed. My mom had made it up with some really nice bedspread. I remember it being a dark red color. I remember talking to my mom, and her saying I probably wouldn't be able to go to bed early, because she remembered hearing the other girls talk about some German person coming in that night. I then asked my mom if she had brought my underwear and pants. She said no, and I asked her to go get them, or maybe I said I'd get them myself, can't quite recall.

I then remember one of the roommates coming in. She had long-ish dark brown hair pulled back into pigtails. She definitely looked like a freshman, probably about 18 or 19. We said hello. I commented to her about the carpets and about how much nicer that dorm was than my old one. I remember her putting away her underwear in dresser drawers. It was mostly thongs. She started telling me about what she was going to wear the next day when her and her boyfriend bought weed.

I then remember I had somehow gotten my pants and underwear, and I was putting them away in the two dresser drawers below the two that the other girl had put her things away in.

I remember seeing a flyer about some girl named Irene who, if you payed her a dollar, you could have your cat in the dorms. I thought about bringing Belle, my cat, into the dorms. I thought about her sleeping on my bed with me. I don't think I decided to bring her for some reason.

I also remember thinking about how I kinda felt like a freshman again, new to and excited about the college world.

~

I was in high school band again. I remember sitting in a band room. My high school band teacher was there. I had my clarinet, and was reading the music on the page. The reed felt weird in my mouth. It was an old reed. I remember I was close to last chair. I thought I may have actually been last chair, but a couple of people sat down to my left. They had 3rd part music, and I had 2nd part. I thought hard about playing clarinet regularly again.

I remember thinking that maybe I should play bass clarinet instead, since I have one, I played it all through high school, and there were no bass clarinet players in this band. However, I stayed where I was and continued to play.

~

I remember trying to "Like" something on my old friend (who is no longer my friend in waking life for some reason :/) Jane's Facebook. It said that she didn't allow "Likes" on her Facebook.

I then remember seeing her playing something on the piano. I wanted to help her, because she was having trouble. I started trying to nicely help her. She accepted the help and was being very friendly towards me.

Then, I remember seeing a monitor on Kacey's computer. The background was a picture of her and I jumping in the air doing some weird karate poses. If you started the computer up, it was a video that stopped at the point that we jumped in the air, turning it into a picture or still-frame. Random.

Anyway, we all had to go to this pep rally thing that was outside. Everyone was standing up in a grassy area. People were performing some talent show. Jane was going to play the music that I had tried to help her with. I remember seeing either me or someone else with these crazy, giant porcupine-looking quills in their hair that was part of some cheer leading or dance squad called the Quillin' something or another, I can't remember. They were going to perform against another cheer leading or dance squad.

But back to Jane. She got up to the piano. It looked like a child's play piano, it was red and low to the ground. She put her music up and just stared at it for awhile. A man was standing behind her, and asked her if she knew the music well. She said she didn't, but she was going to play through it anyway. I was standing to her right. She would start play, would mess up, then start again. I felt very bad for her, I wanted to help her. This went on for awhile. It got to the point where I had to look the other direction.

I then remember something about being in two different groups. We were somewhere that we weren't supposed to be, in some shack or some other kind of building. People were looking for us. I remember some piece of seafoam green yarn that was split into to different pieces, but converged into one piece. I remember someone on the other end of it who was in the other group very far away talking using the yarn. You could hear her through the yarn. She was asking for help and sounded like she really needed it.

I remember at some point being back where we were supposed to be, and being surprised at how far away we actually were.

April and her family keep wanting to play putt putt. I don't want to play. We end up going anyway but there is an incredible line and the place is very crowded. Connie keeps telling me about her grandfather and how he used to own the very first putt putt course. My belly hurts and I am very annoyed by this talk.

I am pebble deaf in my right ear, which is something I have to deal with regularly. It bothers me a little.

Someone was telling me something but I couldn't hear him. My hearing was way worse than usual. I couldn't really hear anything
he was saying. I decided to clean my ears with baby oil, which is a trick I learned from Dr. Oz in waking life.

I had a false awakening in which my hearing improved, as my bad hearing was only in a dream.

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I forgot most of this dream, but I dreamed I was on a bus that was driving itself. I was trying to get somewhere, and
this bus was supposed to get me there. I wondered how it could drive without a driver, for even if it could run certain
roads automatically, it could not account for certain problems like cars that would cut it off or whatever.

In waking life, my driving instructor started talking about an automatically driven truck or something today. That reminded
me of my dream, so I'm creating this entry now.

Illegally Driving an Illegal Car: (non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at my friend Eli's house (because I have never been there in real life, his house looks like the normal house I dream about when I haven't actually been there). His house is brown, has one floor, is on a pond, it has a large mud room in the front of the house that has stairs up to a higher level.

I didn't really do much at his house, but I wake up in the living room ready to go to school. I check my iPhone, and it has this app on it that looks like the weather channel- but has an icon on the front that says what the weather will be like. Right now it has a sun and says 91F (it was actually 91 yesterday).

I'm now at this weird cafeteria that I have never been to in real life before, but its the same on from an earlier dream. Eli is there and we start to talk, I forget what its about but I'm pretty sure its just small talk. Someone motions that its ready to start the trip. We are going on a field trip today, but we all have to drive ourselves to get there. I actually don't have my license, but I'm a pretty good driver. I'm have my dads big, blue, F-150 to drive.

I don't really know where I'm going, but I just follow people. I get off the highway after some time, and see an underground parking garage. As I get inside of it, I realize how much of a pain in the ass it's going to be to actually park it. It takes me a lot of tires, but I get it to work.

A police officer comes over to me and asks who the car is registered to. I tell her that its registered to my dad. She says that it's actually not a real plate and she's going to need to do some tests on the car to make sure that the car is real. I forget exactly what she does, but she does a lot of tests and all of them confirm that the car is real.

Weird dream, but I am glad that I had four I could remember last night. Only posting two, though :3.

Robbers Searching For Cats: (non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in my room drinking water. The water has no flavor and I don't feel the glass touching my mouth, or the water going down my throat. I thought I heard a cat scratching on the door outside. The scratching sounded louder though. All of the sudden- the door came flying into the kitchen (the room that the door is attached to). I heard people yelling and realized we must be getting robed. I ran upstairs and to my left was opening to the attic. It was in the ceiling and all I had to do was hit it for a latter to fall. I grabbed the latter and went up it into the attic. It was really dark and I didn't like it.

One of the robbers said that he heard a cat go upstairs. I could hear him running and walking around up here. After he went back downstairs- I was getting tired of being up here. The next thing I remember was the fact that I was in the basement now. I ran under the stairs and hid myself so no one could see me.

I didn't have anything by my side to record these dreams right away so it's been about an hour between remembering them and writing them.

I remember being at an indoor/outdoor pool place for our senior party (which was actually Friday). I didn't have swim trunks as usual, so I just walked around. i remember there being like 3 separate pools and lots of different floats in the water.

I also remember being with my father. He started getting mad at me for being lazy and wanted me to look for a job. I decided to take a walk down the street to get out, and when I came back he had come up with like a set of rules for me to live by. It seemed just like him.