non-lucid

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a house all by myself. The house was one story. The living room was huge, but it was extremely cluttered, as if laundry and blankets were strewn everywhere. It was early morning and dark.

My mother and the rest of the family had left the house some time ago. They had probably left for at least a few days. I had the house all to myself. I didn't live here with my family, but I was "in town" for a few days.

I walked into a bedroom which was just off from the living room and right next to the front door of the house. The room was really small, maybe twice as big as the small bed inside it. It was also extremely cluttered.

I may have heard a car arriving outside. I knew it was my father. I think my mom and the rest of my family had left because they knew my dad was coming for a visit and they wanted to avoid him.

I walked out into the living room through some kind of thin sheet that was now hanging over the doorway to the bedroom. My dad was already in the house. I was wearing a red and white trucker cap. My dad may have been wearing one as well.

My dad may have asked me why I was up so early. I said, "I always get up this early. This is when I go to work. In fact, I'm heading to work right now."

My dad and I were looking toward a huge sliding glass door to the backyard. But our view to the backyard was blocked by a thin, yellow curtain and possibly also a white dry-erase board.

My dad asked if I always go to work this early. I told him I did, and that I tried to work pretty late as well. My dad said, "Well, my habit has always been to do Fridays only from nine to five. I thought you might do the same thing. At least on Fridays."

Dream #2

I was in a grocery store, getting checked out. The front of the store had big windows running along the wall, looking out on a bright, sunny parking lot. I felt like something, almost like a big piece of machinery, was behind me, making it very uncomfortable for me to stand in the checkout line.

A thin, Latina girl just a bit shorter than I was bagging my groceries. She asked me at some point about my work. I was away from work and I needed to get back. I may actually have been picking up supplies for some kind of work party. The girl may have asked me if my work was really strict with how long I was away.

I told the girl about my hours and what I did at work. She had bagged my stuff and was now walking out of the store with me, helping me take my bags to the car.

I was out in the parking lot. I may have been by myself. A few kids whom I may have thought of as a group of kids I'd taken out on volunteer projects came walking up. I was a little shy, but I called out to them. We kept talking, but for some reason I kept heading to my car, which was a few aisles away.

I now saw that my sister was among the kids. I couldn't see my sister or the kids anymore, but I was "talking" with my sister. She told me she would try to be back at home for whatever party I was throwing. But she wasn't sure she could make it. But if she didn't make it I shouldn't be upset. Because she -----

Dream #3

I was in a hotel lobby. The interior was small, but furnished with nice wood and chairs. But the light was a terribly drab fluorescent. I sat at some couch.

I got a call from my grandmother. She said she had prepared some form for me so I could stay at this hotel for a kind of long period of time. I now had the "form" in my right hand. It was on an iPad. The form was black with white lettering. The blanks, when not written in, were an orange-fadey color.

My grandma said she'd filled in a lot of the form. I noticed she had filled in my social security number. I was kind of surprised by that. But my grandma said, "Yeah, of course I have your social security number. I can get that if I want. I can even have them give me your social security card if I want. It comes with being your grandmother."

I felt slightly inconvenienced at having to be at this hotel, but I figured I'd stay here anyway, since my grandma had done so much to secure a place for me.

But either I or my grandma pointed out that the forms would not be finalized for a while. I told my grandma, "If thats's the case, I need to go somewhere else until the forms are finalized. These people don't like having me here in the first place. And having me here without my permanent forms finalized is just an excuse for them to give me a bad time."

I spoke with my grandma about where I should go while I wait. My view was now of a map. It was apparently a map of Colorado, where I grew up. I kept travelling south on a red road on the map, through a number of towns notated by circles. The color of the map changed from pale lime green to yellow.

I kept telling my grandma I couldn't stay in any of the towns my vision passed through, as the people in those towns all hated "people like me." I eventually went south of Colorado's border, which was much more jagged and rounded than it is IWL. There were three towns just south of the border. I may have figured one of those towns would be safe for me to stay in.

I figured I would begin my online dream journal with the most interesting post in my dream journal so far - my first lucid dream in years.

The beginning of this dream could have happened two ways, as I have memories of both.

1. I was in the lounge room, talking to my father, and got up to walk towards the front door. The furniture was arranged differently, the room lit by the lights, and the curtains closed. I tripped over something like a sharp wire, and felt no pain. This caused me to question reality and do a reality check.
2. I was at school, in English. It was the middle of the day, warm sunlight being diffused around the room from the blinds covering the windows. We were working through a question sheet, and one of the answers made absolutely no sense, causing me to RC. I doubt this second one.

Infact, thinking about it, the second one is most likely a false memory, as I distinctly remember doing the RC in my loungeroom, and the rest of the dream took place at home.

I did the RC I do as habit throughout the day, trying to push my finger through my opposite hand. It's hard to describe how it feels - like pushing a stick of hard play-doh into my hand. My hands were also extremely blurry, though I didn't concentrate on them much after I RC'd. I immediately got excited and started to lose the dream. I yelled out 'Increase lucidity!', relaxed my breathing, and got a more vivid look of the loungeroom.

I wanted to change my scenery, go to somewhere else within my dream. I tried visualising a field, and willing the world around me to move and change, I then tried a beach, which I had visited in a lucid dream briefly many years ago. Despite this effort, my scenery didn't change. I didn't notice at first - and infact wrote in my dream journal that nothing changed and no passages opened, but I recall noticing that one of my walls had turned into a long hallway - deeply lit with red, and soft velvety walls and luxurious looking doors. I wish I had infact gone and investigated it, and I plan to use it as a method of transportation next time.

Since my scene wouldn't change - I decided to try and fly. I ended up in my room, simply swimming upwards, struggling at first with freestyle, but soon adopted an upright push, somewhat like a jellyfish. Though I found it much easier than my previous attempts in dreams years ago, I lost a lot of lucidity from lack of concentration. It was cloudy outside, and everything had a tinge of green, though most colours were washed out. My foot got caught on a vine outside my window, and I couldn't keep floating. I tried to simply phase through it - like I did with the roof, but it didn't work, and the vine held me back. I lost more lucidity here.

My memory then picks up back in the loungeroom, where I proceeded to have sex with nothing - simply thrusting away at the air with nothing there, though still receiving all feeling. This caused me to wake up very quickly.

I woke up, and felt like looking over at the clock, and I believe I did infact wake up here, but then returned to sleep.

I thought I began writing in my dream journal, and ended up in a dream where I was in my English classroom, discussing a problem we had with the homework where the answer didn't make any sense. I exclaimed to my teacher "That's the question which caused me to be lucid!" He agreed that the answer didn't make any sense, and would have caused me to become lucid.

I woke up again after this, and began writing in reality.

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Again, just snippets, and I'm not sure if I got them in the right order or not. Well, now that I am writing out the snippets, they're a bit longer than snippets.


Sleep. I am in the washroom at my house. I flash to the bus station at my mall and remember having a character in a Rock Band game, but I cannot remember her username or password. A screen appears in front of me (covering most of my vision) and says it is “Leopold12” (or something along those lines― I don't quite remember it clearly). Then, I appear back in the bathroom and my mom calls me from my room, asking me to sort through some pills. I tell her that some of them are beads; however, I do my best to find their pill containers (that is to say, I don't find any pill containers with a match).

Once in the bathroom again, I remember looking at the toilet and wondering what sort of monster could bear to live in a toilet, for it would be unpleasant to have control of any of the five senses.

Then I return to my room, and the radio is on, telling me about a trivia world championship hosted by my current English teacher. One of my friends, Joe, and his parents are on that team, and they will be flying to a city in the north end of Japan

Sometime after this, I am a round puffball. I am either red, yellow, or green ― I cannot remember ― and I am rolling down a snowy ski slope with two other puffballs (who are each the colours that I am not). We dislike moguls because they make us bounce and we don't like big falls. After hitting a bump and going flying, we're on the final stretch. However, the snow has melted here and it's all slushy, and I have to run instead. One of the puffballs races ahead of me, saying something about a Hazara*, and then the second one passes me just at the finish line, so I lose.

Afterwards, I think I'm human again. I'm told that I've spent too much time on leisure and that there is going to be a “work dollop,” or something like that. It's hard to hear this man, because he speaks like there was gloop in his mouth. He and this other man have a discussion about whether education hours and leisure hours can be combined; for example, one might like reading for pleasure, and reading is educational. Gloop Man disagrees, saying that reading is bad and that it should be discouraged as much as possible.

Then I am flipping through Fahrenheit 451**, trying to find Gloop's words to use as a quotation in my ISU project, but I can't find it. Wake.


*I'm reading The Kite Runner in school, so this isn't entirely random
** Another book I am reading for school

20th May, 2011
This is one of the two dreams i recall on the night i first started my Dream Journal.

Writers Note| Dream


My family and a friend's family were on a holiday together just about in the middle of nowhere. My friend (Martin) and i, decided to split up from our parents (i think they were doing something boring we didn't want to wait around on). While waiting in the 'waiting room' (funny that) for our parents on cushiony single sofa chairs, we decided to go exploring. We entered a corridor that seemed to just go on forever..

The corridor itself was white, along with most of the buildings that we passed and seemed to pass through or just along every single building in this small town which is weird cause it only went straight( it went on forever and ever.. I think we spent at least half an hour to and hour getting through this). I don't remember if the buildings had any signs on them. We kept on walking cause i really felt like shopping.. We saw a building approaching with a Westfield logo on it. I got excited.. for nothing. Passing through the huge shopping center with high ceilings, there was all but one small shop in it.

Leaving the building form the opposite side which again led back into the corridor. Eventually, after God knows how long it led into a room shaped in a semicircle, big enough to hold a convention. The circle half of the room was made up of glass windows all vertically rectangular.

We left the building into what seemed to be Star City's (a casino's) dropping bayI turned to Martin, ."Dude, i know this place.. I've seen it before.. across the road there's a motel and service station." Sure enough, there was.
Martin stared at me with eyes wide and then the whole setting changed. We were standing in the middle of a bowling alley, very colourful (primary colours: red and white). Martin started running down the steps and hid in a bad storage compartment.

I turned around and saw a man about to throw a bowling ball the size of himself at where Martin was standing. It flew down the steps and locked onto the storage area like a heat-seeking missile. Somehow, it didn't hit. (I have no idea what happened). The man then turned at me and started throwing bowling balls at me repeatedly (REALLY fast!). I ran down the bowling lanes and dodged the first volley of bowling balls then I turned around to face the guy.. and started doing Tai Chi. The next few balls he chucked at me i caught without quite touching it and threw them back at him.
Then i woke up :D

Competition
I was in HK in a home and saw my grandpa and some of his friends playing mahjhong. I went to a room to get some sleep but i couldn't so I turned on the tv and it didn't work. Then I was suddenly in a pool with someone else and started to swim. I heard people telling me that with competition I will make more effort to continue and that it would help me lose weight. I saw two people in the pool. A female and a male. The female kept pulling on the male's leg so that he got pulled back and she advanced. A second time she pushed him underwater making her go up and I remember looking at it with a thought of wtf...

Wedding,
I was someone tropical and we were looking for dresses. My mom had a new child who was very small and very cute but she was not fond of me. I tried to be sweet to her but she did not want to come to me. I wanted to hug her and she just stood away. I was really sad when that happened. Then i was looking at bridesmaid dresses. I remember they told me it had to be white and with ruffles. I immediately saw one for my 'sister' but then the sales person gave me a lightish pink one. I remember looking at it and saying it was too small. It was a size 15 and it was Alexander Mcqueen's dress. Even thought it said size 15, i have a feeling it was more of a size 6 because I normally wore size 10. When i tried it on it still had sleeves and it could not close in the back because i had a huge push-up bra. Then I said, I can take of the bra and then it fit. Then I went outside to show my mom and some other people and somehow the sleeves weren't there anymore and it was a one shoulder dress and it turned black with a silhouette inside which was pinkish. It was a marvelous dress and my mother loved it as well. However when the price came... It was discounted from 15000 to 4000. I was like omfg.

I was in Sa.'s home and we wanted to look for something. There was this part, the room in the roof where we had to go. She went back and used a long stick to push some button to get it opened. When it was open we went to the front side to get in. I remember looking above to see all windows. There were some other people who hung some curtains on it. They said it was because of the monkeys. I was like, what monkeys? Then they suddenly appeared and were making a lot of noise. Then there was a weird thing shooting a ball with rainbow colours and people were dragged in it. I tried to drag them out. that thing wanted to send them somewhere else. Then I concentrated to create something like a barrier with two other people but we failed and ended up in god know what place.

DJ Log: May 24, 2011 – 4:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am walking around in a large laboratory with another DC, investigating a recent murder which occurred in this room. We are looking for any clues that may be left behind. There are police lights flashing outside and I can hear a dog barking in the background.

As we are searching, we walk near a domed part of the ceiling which has windows around the dome. There is blood dripping from the ceiling here. As we both stop walking and look upward, a body and some debris crashes through the ceiling and lands on the floor. I close my eyes for a brief moment, then I look back up and see that there is nothing wrong with the ceiling. The blood is now gone and there are lights where the windows were just a moment ago. I say to myself, “Why do these things keep changing? What kind of a fucked up dream is this?”

I immediately become lucid and take a much closer look at my surroundings, while trying to utilize any many senses as possible. The windows are back where they should be and there is a large hole in the ceiling. There is a body and a large safe in the midst of a pile of debris in front of me. I can smell rancid flesh beginning to fill the air around me. The lights are all making a buzzing sound and I can hear a lab refrigerator running in the distance. I can feel small particles of debris fall out of my hair when I shake my head. I look around a bit and decide that there is nothing I want to try tasting in here.

I look back at the safe and remember the basic task of the month. I stare at the safe and attempt to move it with my mind. Instead of moving the safe, I develop x-ray vision which allows me to see that there is a gun inside the safe. I look at it again, and after struggling for a moment, the safe elevates from the pile of debris. I lift the safe all the way up to the ceiling using psychokinesis and then smash it against the wall to break it open. The safe smashes apart and the gun slides across the floor. I look back at the other DC, who is standing there completely dumbfounded. He looks at me with a really strange look, then walks over and picks up the gun with an evidence bag.

I lose my lucidity and start to walk around the lab again. All of the details disappear from the room and the dream fades away rather quickly.

I wake up and spend a moment with my eyes shut, recalling as many details as possible. I grab my flashlight and journal, then write it all down. This is my first lucid since I quit smoking cigarettes. Yay!

So this was quite close. I kinda dreamt about dreaming, or however I can explain it. Here goes:

I was in a mall with one of my friends. We walk around looking at shops, when I tell my friend that it is possible to teleport around(like in the movies, with a kind of gadget). He tells me I'm crazy, but I insist that it's possible. So I walk into one of those small rooms where you try out clothes, where this guy just took of his pants. I put on his pants, because thats apparently how you teleport. It's doesn't work, so my friend tells me it's only crazy people who believe in that kind of stuff. This is where it got interesting: So I tell my friend, that I don't believe 100% that it is possible to teleport, but that this could me a dream, and therefore possible. It really annoys me that I didn't pick up on this, and became lucid. I think I was close though, because I woke up just after.

Hospital of Pain
I am in a strange place, but this doesn't seem strange to me at all. I am in what seems to be a fairly small town, but the town is really creepy. It seems to be daylight, but thick clouds and fog are dimming the light to more of a twilight, making it hard to see very far in front of me. There seem to be things moving in the fog, moving just beyond sight, and the feeling I am getting from those things is ominous. I remember the plans I made to meet MoSh and help him find Sam, he said he saw her in a previous dream, he saw her being held by demons in a hospital from Hell. I look around to find MoSh, though I am not sure if MoSh will be able to meet me there or if he might be dreaming elsewhere. Find the hospital. I look around as best as I can until I find a sign with a hospital symbol on it, and an arrow pointing the way.

I follow the signs to the hospital, which is a very creepy looking place. I go inside and meet up with MoSh in the emergency room waiting area. MoSh says he can feel that Sam is in there, and she is in trouble. I tell him we have to find her. We split up to check the hospital quicker, heading up the stairwells at both ends of the main hallway. The second floor is where I encounter the first enemies. Ugly mutated things that have some humanoid features, but they also seem to have wings and their heads look like something a small child might make out of playdough.

They also have the ability to cling to the ceilings and drop in to attack at the last minute. The other demonic enemies are on the ground, and they are fast. They move on all fours, more like big bugs than people, though it is clear they are walking on hands and feet.

I fight my way through the enemies, making my way through the second floor. MoSh was to check the third floor, I check the fourth, and the fifth floor is the top floor. I find MoSh in one of the rooms on the top level, he has already found Sam, and she is in bad shape. Her skin is extremely pale, hair hanging lifelessly, eyes solid black, and a blank look on her face showing no sign of emotion.

She looks way too zombie-like for my liking. MoSh says it's Sam, and she needs healing. I agree, and we both use healing spells on her. I can hear enemies outside the room, but something had to be done for Sam right away. The healing helps, color comes back to her face, but she still looks very weak. MoSh and I make a plan that I will try to distract the most of the demons while he gets Sam out. I form Witchblade into a sword and kick the room door open. I go out there and start slicing through enemies with the Witchblade, making as much noise as possible. I get lots of attention. I head farther up, emerging on the roof of the hospital. MoSh will be taking Sam down. Enemies come out from all directions, the winged ones are swooping from the sky, the insect ones are climbing up the side of the building and coming from the stairwell. I don't think of the magic song spells I know, but Witchblade seems to be working just fine for cutting the demons into small pieces. I hear a cry of rage or something, and I immediately know they have realized Sam is being taken the other direction. The demons depart in a huge group. I chase after them, picking off as many as I can from the group as it retreats. I continue doing this until I wake up, I hope I got rid of enough of them that MoSh is able to get Sam to safety.

23.05.2011

Cat takes a run (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a big home. It was a loft in the top of a building. I had huge doors that brought you to the street (even if I was in the top of a building)

Suddenly, one of my carts ran away. I ran behind her, and for every time I called her, she would go further. Suddenly, I found myself on the streets chasing my cat.

My cat suddenly entered a restaurant and jumped into a table. Somebody grabbed her and gave it to me.

I got back home and found some friend on my way who came with me. While we were watching TV, my friend told me, "A guy purchased a Scooter in the Groupon site... guess for how much" I replied, "$700!!" He said, "$500!" I was super surprised.

In the morning, I told my wife this dream. She checked groupon and they announced they had their very first bike. A Original Scotter for $2600 (instead of $3400)

I was talking with people in my grade about driving to school (our brand new privilege). I went to sign out on the sign out sheet (which was in some type of garden, sitting in bright green dewy grass). Then I was in the hallway of the church my school rents rooms from for english and history classes, but the hallway looked like one of the classrooms. Gabe and Max R. (I don't want to put the full name, but since there are two Max R.'s, so I know in the future, NOT CURLY HAIRED YOYO MAX) and other boys were talking about some gross driver's ed movie (the kind they use to make you scared of accidents) called "Concrete" (which is funny because the real one we watch in California is called Red Asphalt). Gabe insists that it is actually called "Santa".

Tiny bit of precog (it's a little bit of a stretch) but we talked about asphalt in history class today.

Dream Journal #20, May 23rd, 2011

I don’t remember much of my dreams.. all I know is that they were very vivid. Also took 100mg of Vitamin B6. I remember me and alvin playing some type of weird game… don’t remember what. My brother also had kdd’s phone for some reason. I come outside and I hear kdd say “make some ribs!” to my mom, and ask if it’s her birthday. She says no it already passed and kdd says “oh happy belated birthday!” I go into the bathroom and I pee, then i wake up (thank God i didn’t pee my bed).

After WBTB:

don’t remember any dreams it was a long weekend, so i’m not that disappointed.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

May 22, 2011: A woman and a young guy (18 or 19) are in a car with 17th or 18th century style chairs, and no roof. The woman gets out and goes to the door of a large building.
They are both like characters from the Matrix, in attitude and appearance. They are wearing long coats.
The Boy thinks he knows everything, but is wrong. He thinks a man loves the woman, but the person is actually a woman. The boy has chocolate on his mouth as he talks in a serious tone.

A corner of the building, near the door, looks like the walls are made of human skin and painted over. The woman lifts the thin walls, they were just lightly glued together. She says the wall is full of guns, or weapons.
Inside, there is a secret room, where experiments or some secret activities are done.

Now I am part of the action, not just observing. I hear someone say there is a new species.
Suddenly, an alien monster appears, although I don't see it. I run and jump on top of a wall. The creature sees me and runs very fast towards me. I shoot at it but the bullets are useless. It jumps at.

I yell out "Stop! Pause!" and the creature stops in mid-air. I have no idea what to do. I say "I guess I just... get killed." Then the creature gets me and i wake up.

So I really want to get back in the hang of things.

I slept for a really long time and have a bit of recall, but not much.

I think I'm back in uni and I'm climbing a building to it's very top. I somehow end up in Felix's room, which is very wide and gray, and well protected. It doesn't seem to have nay door, just a small attic-like entrance on the carpeted floor. It's pretty high up. I walk around, I get a little anxious that Felix might come up here and find me and think I went here intentionally. But then I'm like, no way. Lo and behold, the attic door starts moving, and I see his hands making their way up. I get really panicked and wonder how the hell am I going to explain myself. I make it obvious I'm in there and he stops moving and is like..uhmmmmm..who is this? So I tell him..hehe..it's Rabia..I didn't realize this was your room. I make up some lame excuse and he accepts it with ease. Funny he is not freaked out that I'm in his room. Before he even gets up there, I'm already talking regularly as if nothing happened.

There was another dream I can't remember much in which I spoke to him for a really long time, and discovered that he was actually a really dull person. I remember waking up kind of panicked, and feeling relieved it was just a dream. It was a bad dream, all right.

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