non-lucid

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in an office with my boss and the head of our department, J. J made a comment about the conditions of our company. He then said, "Well, your boss will tell you more about that." J then walked out of the office, through a doorway that may possibly have been to a stairwell.

Only my boss and I were now left on the office floor. The space was kind of narrow. There was some kind of long counter or reception desk running along the area where my boss and I stood.

My boss stood a few feet away from me. He looked a little different than IWL. His hair was cut short, and he was wearing really nice eyeglasses with no frames on the bottom of the lenses and nice, thin, black frames across the top. He was also wearing a pale, lemon-yellow shirt that looked very clean and pressed.

My boss said, "Well, I guess I should tell you it's going to happen to me next. But don't say I told you."

I understood this to mean that my boss was going to leave the company. But he'd said it so quietly and mumbled, and he'd told me not to talk about it. So I acted like it wasn't a big deal, like I almost hadn't heard him in the first place. I actually may also have hoped he'd say whatever he'd said again, since he'd mumbled and been so quiet that I wasn't quite sure I heard him correctly.

My boss was annoyed by my reaction, as if he thought what he'd said hadn't sunk into my skull at all. So, as I walked closer to him, he took out a plastic pen, kind of fatter than normal, and poked me at the top right side of my chest, and said, "Au revoir."

It was now clear that my boss was leaving the company. My boss had given me a parting gift. It was a huge book by Marguerite Duras. I don't remember the title. It was a fat paperback. It had a yellow cover, possibly with some kind of painting inside a circle on the center on the front.

My boss and I stood at the far end of the counter now. Just beyond us was an unlit area that looked like a living room, or even like two decent-sized living rooms separated from each other by some kind of partitions. The rooms were visible only by the fluorescent light of the office area and the deep blue morning or evening light coming in through the wall-sized windows.

The counter looked now more like an alcohol bar made out of office materials. My boss wandered around to the other side of the bar. As he did I told him, "Well, I'm really thankful to you. You took a chance on me when nobody else would..."

But my boss waved me off, as if to say, "Don't start with all that modesty stuff again." He came back around the bar and handed me another book. It was also by Marguerite Duras. It was much thinner than the first book. It had the same kind of yellow color. This book was titled Abe Diem----- or Abe Dies----- (can't remember the rest of the word). I figued the title was German.

Dream #2

I was walking on some concrete path with two other people. One was probably my sister. The other was a kind of fat man maybe my age or younger, maybe in his mid 20s.

It was a bright, sunny day. The path we walked on was like a sidewalk, and it was in a suburban neighborhood. But it was actually crossing some area between two grassy fields on either side of which were blocks of houses. The area we were walking through at first was narrow, as if there were some kind of construction trailer to our right.

At least my sister and I were carrying something. We both carried the objects slung over our shoulders. My sister carried one bag of something and a huge, black-metal frame almost like a bed frame. The frame had a bunch of figures molded into the empty space. The figures looked like toys, like army figures, or little toy-wrestling figures. The thing looked extremely awkward and heavy to carry. I may actually have felt this from my sister's point of view.

I was carrying a plastic bag with a huge pack of Huggies diapers in it. It wasn't very heavy at all.

I felt kind of guilty for carrying something so light and easy while my sister carried such a big, heavy frame. At some point either I or the other man suggested that we stop a moment, ostensibly to give my sister a break. The man stopped. I slowed down, unsure as to what our plan was. My sister kept going. She said she didn't need a break. And before long, she was altogether gone.

We were finally now just past the trailer or series of trailers that had made the place seem so narrow. We were in a grassy field, like a litte park. The guy had stopped right past the far end of the trailers. I'm pretty sure he hadn't been holding anything before. But now he set down a white, cloth bag and a black frame like the one my sister had.

I set down my bag with the huge pack of Huggies diapers. I was also carrying a small, black bag which had something square in it. I set the black bag on top of the Huggies bag, hoping that I could conceal the fact from the man that I was carrying all these diapers around with me.

The man now explained the black frame to me. He said you painted one side of the figures and then pressed them against a canvas. In this way you created some kind of big painting of all these figures.

There was also another frame, which may have been of copper or bronze. Not everybody had this second frame. But it produced a second layer on the paintings, which gave the figures "moveable arms." The arms really weren't moveable on the painting. But I guess what was meant was that the torso, legs, and head of the figures were one color, while the arms were another color.

In my mind's eye I saw a brownish-copper color canvas or paper dotted with gnarly, little paint-figures. The legs, torsos, and heads of the figures were black, while the arms were either white or a very pale, bright shade of purple.

Dream #3

I was in a movie theatre with a few other people. The movie theatre was huge, but there were only a few of us, all scattered through the first three or four rows of the theatre. Two people I was aware of were an older man with big, clear glasses and pale, blue eyes, and a young, pretty, blonde woman.

We were all here as part of some audition. Or we may actually already have been performing. But as part of this audition or performance we had to watch whatever movie was playing.

I may have been second row. Something felt very weird just to my left, as if the seats were gone, or as if something or someone was crowding me almost to the point of pushing against me.

The old man was in the row behind me. He tapped my left shoulder. He said to me, "See over there, in the front row? That boy? Even though he's a star, he wanted to be part of this thing, too. Heh, heh! He called his agent up directly and asked to be given a space down here today!"

I looked to the boy the man had pointed out. He seemed to look like Frankie Muniz from Malcolm in the Middle. But he wore a round-brimmed hat and big, thick eyeglasses. He sat in the front row, in one of the far left seats. He had seemed a little standoffish to me, though I'm not sure when he had seemed this way. But now he seemed shy, kind of fragile, and in need of a friend.

I was now sitting at a table, apparently in some kind of restaurant. The table was for four. To my right was a window wall which revealed the pink-peach light of early sunrise or late sunset, possibly over a body of water, like a huge lake.

The "star" sat caddy-corner from me at the table, eating something like cereal or oatmeal. I may have been eating or only drinking a cup of coffee. I suddenly recognized the "star." It was a man named Aki, a guy who DJ'd at a relief concert that had been held at the Japan Society.

I was excited to see him again, as I'd lost contact with him. But I remembered how shy and fragile he'd seemed as the "star" kid in the theatre. So I didn't speak too enthusiastically to him, or even let on that I knew who he was.

I asked him something about his life. He responded in a kind of quiet tone, like he was a little depressed. I thought I wouldn't press any more conversation, although it looked like he was probably getting ready to say a few more things on his own.

I had a dream where I was on a dock, with the rest of my class. There were some boats parked not 10 feet in front of us. Our teacher was an old fisherman. We were just supposed to get in the water and float. Sounds easy. I saw everyone get in.. even though some really didn't want to. We didn't have bathing suits either.

I guess I was able to get out of the swimming; because I never remember me getting in.
After a few minutes of nothing, a girl name Carlee in my class went missing.
The last time we saw her, she was in the water talking.. all the time. So we went on a search for her. Finally after a few minutes, my sister told me that the old fisherman found her inside the building behind us. "Up the stairs, to the left, to the right, and she was in that room." We don't know why she was though.

About 10 minutes before class was supposed to end, Carlee went missing again. It was getting darker outside, so everyone was worried. All the parents started showing up and her mom was crying. The dream "zoomed in" on her and showed me her crying face. Then the clock struck 3. Now it was nighttime darkness.

I never knew if they found her, but I left. I got lost in the house. I went up these flight of stairs, and found a really big restaurant with door holders outside the doors. I went back down the stairs, only to find another restaurant in the main entrance. While I was walking down the stairs I could hear them all talking merrily. Then I heard a gunshot and people screaming. More gunshots. I tried to run.. but seemed to be fumbling for something. A gun, maybe. There was one on the steps; but I failed to pick it up in my fright. I got to the end and ran to the front door as not to get hit by a gun shot. I came out the door and shut it as hard as I could, and ran. Then I thought I heard the person with the gun was behind me, I thought he was an old man. But as soon as it ran in front of me, I figured out that it was a girl about 3 years above me.. dressed in some kind of leopard print.

I yelled out to her, "Hey, can I join you?" she didn't answer; but was trying to shoot some beings that just came from her shadow.
I tried to run again; but something was pulling me back. No matter how hard I tried, I could not escape that force that was pulling me back to the house. Then I looked around for a minute. It looked a lot like my dad's house outside. Then I saw the girl running down the road. I was still being pulled back. Then I stopped completely, and I was whisked off my feet and hit the building, still trying to escape.

Then I was rudely awoken by my sister. Dang it! I wanted to see what would happen next.

This dream wasnt vivid or interesting. I was on a site that looked like dreamviews but wasnt. So i tried signing in but it didnt work. thats all i remember :/

I was again in my old dorm, I met a man that is a superhero, he seems like live in the same room as me. While he went to the bathroom, I stole his superhero costume and try to fit it to myself. I tried to switch on the lamp with no luck (but it's not Reality Check and I didn't realize anything but the broken lamp) and suddenly one part of the costume is gone

Lucid: green
Nonlicid: blue
Notes: black

Vividness: 3/5
Lucidity: 0/5

Ok, for some reason, I was spongebob squarepants. I still looked like myself, but everyone called me spongebob. I was inside a building with Patrick, which was a huge tower with a slide at the top. All of the walls were covered in blue carpet. Patrick kept going down it but I wanted to make a shortcut in the wall so I didn't have to keep walking up. I made a hole in the wall by the base and one at the top of the tower. I tried to go through the hole thinking I'd be at the top but I was in this empty room with a wooden floor. The floor shattered into pieces and I fell down. That's all I can remember, but I'm sure there was more past that.

Notes| Dream|Lucid

27th May

Remember being at school in my Physics classroom, sitting next to one of my friends John. The teacher asked me if i'd done my homework (False memories: we were lighting croissant[spelling?] with bunsen burners). I told him that i had it drawn down the croissant but i hadn't shaded it yet.
"You better shade it in, then."


LOL what!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Got Lucid last night, only I didn't remember my tasks. Didn't seem to be thinking clearly at all really.

23.30: Sleep

08.00: A-bomb dough MILD
I'm with a couple of people on a dock, kneading together different coloured playdough. I mix the colours and try to make an atom bomb, I actually know the way to do it and soon I've got a big lump of purple dough. I make another piece which is going to pierce the lump and make it blow up. I make it into a spear and pick up the lump and spear, they're pretty heavy. I walk up to the edge of the dock.

I realise I'm dreaming. I jump in the water and start sinking right away. I just relax and imagine the big lump I'm holding not weighing me down, but carrying me upwards like a balloon. After atleast ten meters down or so I start floating upwards and I soon brake the surface. I spot two glowing eyes nearby. "Watch out for the fox!" people at the dock starts yelling at me. I swim away casually as the fox closes in.

When it reaches me, it turns to my brother Morgan. He dives and I follow him under. We stay under for a long period of time. "You gotta get back up and get some air!" I tell him underwater. He doesn't want to.

08.00: Fishing
I'm with my friend Henrik and we're fishing in a lake. There's plants and seaweed everywhere but I manage not to get stuck. My fishing bobber goes down almost right away and I pull up a small brown fish and throw it back in. The next fish in line is cut in half. "Oh damn, this one's been bitten by a pike!" I say and hold it up for Henrik to see. "No it hasn't" he says. The fish starts talking. "I'm going to be a professional swimmer when I grow up" I throw the fish back.

I get another fish which has been ripped open and throw it back. After a while Henrik gets a big one, atleast big enough to eat. It's a seabass and I inspect it closely. It's got a sickly yellow colour instead of green, and it has red veins going all over. It doesn't even feel healthy. I tell him to keep it if he wants to. A big boat appears and I change my fishing spot. Up ahead by the shore I spot a few book shelves. I walk up to them. They're completely filled with food. A food storage! The book shelf furthest in is filled with different kinds of pancakes.

08.00: WBTB 10 minutes

09.30: Jumping around MILD
I'm at work. My coworkers Björn and Fredrik is there. We're talking when I suddenly get Lucid. "Hey, if you jump several times, you will get higher and higher each time" I tell them and start jumping. With each jump I get higher and higher and they're amused. Soon I'm a few meters up and I make a frontflip, but somehow I start sliding to the right, down the wall we were standing on. I scramble to my feet on the side of the wall, holding a metal rod. Hmm, I wonder why you can't just pierce solid rock like that, just because you know you can't in real life.

I stab the wall and hit a hole in it. Oh well, this will have to do. I make a one armed pull up and walk up to Björn again. "Hey, do you have the working diary?" I ask him. He checks his pockets. "No I don't, sorry." "Yeah you do, look, I can see it in your pocket there" I say and point at his leg, a diary is clearly in there. He picks it out and hands it to me, it's all black. Passive control is cool.

09.30: Fragments
*I'm with a couple of people in the middle of the woods. I've got two buckets of soil and I pour it out on some plants we planted there earlier. I'm doing some kind of trial and there's another guy with us who has just recently passed it. He's got a bandage on his arm, covering up a wound which indicates he made it. Suddenly we can all hear a loud noise. It sounds like gunfire or an airplane. "Yeah, there it is" our leader says. We stalk down the path and try not to make too much sound. A big wall made out of mud appears infront of us. It's got a big face carved in it. I hold out my hand and try to make it go away. The other guy uses his Earth powers to do so. "Does everyone have an affinity towards Earth?" I ask the leader. He nods.

*I'm in a big lake with several others. We're lined up on surfing boards and plastic floating matresses. Under us are different water animals, stingrays, a big whale in the middle and big fish. I hold on to a stingray under me and we're all going really fast over the water. Once we stop I lie down ontop of my matress and relax, I can't breathe properly because of the water.

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: 200 mg B6

That's it! I also tried to WILD or DEILD in between the dreams, but I only got some weird SP sensations including people singing, got a bit too excited and couldn't do it so I just fell back asleep. I need to experiment more with that, it's so awesome.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Getting back into lucid dreaming as of last night. some dreams I had


1. I was thrust into driving for some reason. I don't have a permit in real life, so I was terrified. My driving was terrible, and I was all over the road. I hit several cars and buildings and such, but like a video game, it seemed mostly cosmetic damage. Then I picked up my friend to drive him somewhere (it's funny because we do the opposite a lot). He was making fun of me for being a bad driver. then it started raining, and I was flying all over the road. He bragged about knowing how to hydroplane (another conversation we'd had). We somehow made it home safe.
I dunno. maybe I'm stressed about taking my driving tests.

2. I'm with some sort of group of people. My teacher and some friends are there. I talk to the teacher and exchange some nonsensical words before she gives me some consent to leave. I open a gate and fade to black for a few seconds, leading into....


3. I'm in a room now, with my little brothers. I have the knowledge that this is my grandmother's house. I feel like she's alive, but there's some foreshadowing to her death, adding a level of creepiness. I see notes and letters that have been written from years ago. I tell my brothers not to touch anything. I look around the house, and then hear a door creak. i look over and see them opening a big cabinet with clear doors. They go to pick up a little figurine. I yell at my brother and take it back. Out of the corner of my eye, I see something edge around a corner. But it stops, so I can only see the edge of the object. Outraged at his incosiderance, I start attacking my brother, hitting him and yelling at him. By the time I finally stop, I see the object has come fully around the corner. It is a rocking chair. I feel that it is somehow upset by our violence, and is coming at us with full intent to harm us. It moves in hopping motions. I can see it through a door with a clear window in it. I'm filled with a sudden dread that it has blocked out the only escape and is coming with us. I feel it has full potential to harm us.

4. Before I went to bed, I left myself a note saying "I will have a lucid dream tonight". I wake up in the dream, standing in my hallway, looking at my mom's chihuahua. I ask her if she wants to go out, she runs away, and suddenly I'm hit with the realization that I'm dreaming. There is something about the atmosphere that tips me off. My dreams are dark, dimly lit, and grimy. Very depressing when indoors. Anyways, I know I'm dreaming, so I take a second to stabilize. I look at objects, feel them with my arms, focus until they sharpen in my vision. I go outside, and find it cloudy, but filled with a luminosity. It's suddenly raining and windy, but the whole thing is filled with a certain brilliance. there's a power and sharpness to it that makes me feel awesome. I run and feel it, and it feels chilly, but only as much as I please. I feel as much rain and wind as I need to to get the effect, but am never uncomfortable, only thrilled. I decide I want to go up and join the storm in the sky. I run and jump, to no avail. I try jumping and flapping my arms, as well as holding my breath to inflate. I don't have the willpower to accomplish any of it. So, instead, I tell myself that behind a bush, I will find a jetpack. I look behind the bush and find it laying there. As I'm strapping it on, however, a man comes over to me. He informs me he is the head of some dream committee or something. he then tells me they don't like it when people mess around in their dream world, and that I should hand the jetpack over to him. I continue to try to strap it on and he threatens me, and tells me he'll give me one last chance to hand it over. not wanting to spend the rest of the dream fighting, I decide to give it to him and find some other way to fly. Instead, I wake up.

I dreamt that L and I were actors in a remake of Scott Pilgrim vs. the Universe. The same director decided to make the movie again with the same script but with actual twenty-something nerds. Obviously L was Romana and I was Scott. We met up with some other people after the initial shooting... something about a car and a hill?

My father and I were trying to go to some sort of show.. but apparently we tried twice. He bought tickets for it online, and we went to the venue. The entrance to the venue was the mens change room in a department store, such as Best & Less. The process of handing in our tickets was a lot like a checkout at a supermarket, and I remember noticing a flame at the register. It confused me at first, as it seemed uncontrolled, but then as I analysed it I realised it must have been a gas lighter built into the desk that was always on to burn used tickets. It made sense at the time..

The dream skips, and I don't remember ever going into the show, but everyone is now talking about a different show they all want to go to, and I'm not interested in it, and I quickly forgot what it was called, and I was quite confused. Dad again bought more tickets, perhaps we didn't get in the first time? I'm not sure, but we decided to go again. When we walked through the store we passed through the children's toys section, and he commented on the old, broken stock. I looked down, and saw a box for a small child's chair, and the box was extremely worn. I remember actually thinking about how detailed it was, and how real it was. I think this was a brief moment of questioning my surroundings, but it didn't expand into me getting lucid. At least my awareness is transferring over into my dreams.

We were about to go through to the entrance to the venue, but dad spotted a leather jacket on a shelf. Somewhere earlier in the dream, he had wanted a leather jacket. This one was extremely small, and looked like it would be tight even on a small child. It had a large diamond pattern on it, and looked like it was made of thick rubber. I asked if he was still trying to find a waterproof leather jacket (the image of a wetsuit and a giant seaworld whale tank showed up in my head). He said yes, but commented on how extremely slim the small was. I checked the tag and saw that it was indeed an S.

We went through to go to the ticket register again, but there was a massive line up. A few of my school friends were here again, I note remembering Lachlan and Isaac. Isaac said the cue was for something called "Dual Falls" and instantly I remembered that it was the dual waterslide from the local fair.

So I was in my classroom. There will be an exam but there's technical difficulty (which I don't remember what) so we have to wait. During the wait I ask a girl student in front of me about her makeup. She didn't wear her makeup smoothly. So I gave her an example. And also I realized that there are several celebrity in there, including a local singer of my country and the actor who played Salieri in Amadeus. And then a teacher came and ask the class why the exam didn't began. and I woke up

Okay, this one might be a little confusing.

The dream started in the wasteland from fallout 3. I was walking around, when i came upon a small cave. I walked in, and after a short load time i found myself talking to a strange man who looked like a doctor. He told me something about monsters living deep in the cave, and that he would pay me some caps if i killed them. I accepted, and went further in. After a short while of walking, i entered a final fantasy vii style battle sequence with a big dragon. I killed it, and kept going. Somehow, i ended up in an area that looked like a ruined, old doctor's office. Inside the room was my brother, wearing a white trench coat. He seemed to be troubled with some xrays of what i thought was a patient. I entered another ffvii battle sequence with sephiroth, randomly. After i won, my brother started telling me about how the doctor i had met at the beginning of the cave was doing some horrible experiments on people back here. He showed me the xrays, and they were of terrifying creatures that looked like ripped up people with aspects of animals. As i looked at them, a deadspace looking creature burst through the door. His face looked like a bird with no eyes. My brother lept up and tackled the beast, and i whipped out my knife. However, my brother commanded me not to kill it. Instead, he snapped off the beasts legs and threw them aside. After that, a second beast ran into the room and grabbed me while i wasnt looking, and i woke up.

Or at least i thought i woke up. Instead, i was in the bed i had as a kid, and my mother opened the door to wake me up. She told me that dad wanted to play a game of chess with me. I told her a website url and rolled over. I grabbed the gameboy color sitting next to my bed, and started to play pokemon red version (one of my favourite games as a kid.) I was talking to professeur oak when i woke up, for real this time.

I don't remember much but I remember being held down by this random guy with a scruffy chin. Was basically raped.
So, I ran down the street and found one of my "dream friends"(I don't really know him) Charlie running in the opposite direction toward me. We both sprinted down the street into my neighbors, the Hylands, house.
Moments later as we were trying to explain the situation, the man that kidnapped me came to the door with a couple of his friends asking if they saw us and the Hylands pretty much just gave us away. They stormed in, I grabbed a knife and started stabbing this guy like 8-12 times. (I know. I'm fucked up.).
I either went home or was randomly there out of nowhere. My brother and his friend were there playing with my hamster lol. This is where the dream ended.

I was Robin Williams and I was going to sneak into the graduation of all the kids from the Dead Poet Society. I was wearing the strange red robe he was wearing in the movie, it was great. I was concerned that they had become to much a part of the system after I left. But now that they were going to have a diploma I was going to break them out.

I ordered new robes online that said something along the lines of "Dead Poet Society-Seize the Day" but I forget what it said word for word. Instantly after placing the order they were there (I wish!) and I was going to have them change into the robes and a rebel statement!

I grab the box of robes and head to the ceremony. I head up to where they are and open the box to find something I did not expect. It was tan t-shirts with the confederate flag on them that had different writing (I knew what it was in the dream but don't remember). I was confused and left the box behind.

There was a bit of a dream skip but some how I found them all and we were leaving the ceremony giggling and running. They were happy to see me again and we all felt such a feeling of freedom.

We ended up running into another graduation that was going on for the "longhorns". They were all wearing longhorn hats (almost like viking helmets but longer and curvier). I assume their colors were red and yellow because they had tons of stuff of those colors. Some were shirtless and painted yellow or red, there were large clothes and everyone that was wearing clothes had a design from their school, and they were all cheering like it was a football game. (There was one random guy in the back that was painted blue, but I think it is just because I watch "Easy A" recently.) We ran through cheering and they cheered back.

Further through the same venue there was a guy that had an outfit completely made out of full cooked chickens covered in barbecue sauce. (must have been hungry ) We ran past them and I woke up.

Okay, I did pretty good today. The first time I woke up I remember I was in my in-laws basement. I was talking to my brother-in-law about ping pong balls or something. (we had been playing beer pong last night over there, so... yea.)

Then I went back to sleep and had a few dreams that I cannot seem to put in order at the moment. I remember I had traveled somewhere, Florida, I think. I was thinking of picking someone up that was there, well, that I thought was there. Then I told someone I was heading to Canada to hang out with someone. I think I was talking about the member and a very good friend, Seroquel. =)

Anyway, I had also been with a bunch of people in this house that seemed to be in a woodsy-type area. I remember my husband standing across from me and I was wearing my swimsuit and dancing. One of his friends had come up beside me and had his hands on my hips and I kept dancing. It pissed T off pretty bad and he called me a name and told me to leave. I got upset and tried to hold him. I didn't mean anything by it, I was just dancing, those were my thoughts. He didn't want me, and I threw a few punches at him for some reason. Then I went to leave.

Well, my brain doesn't seem to remember more, it might flash at me later, because I know I probably do know more. OH well, I'm happy to have remembered something.

P.S.
Just edititing because I remembered another part. Yay.

I was driving in my car with my son in the backseat. We were heading to Island Park. I got there and was excited to go play with him. I was getting ready to get him out of the car when I realized the weather had went from nice and sunny to a bit cloudy and chilly, like it was going to storm. I was disappointed and got back into the car to leave.