non-lucid

This started off with me at a friends house. It wasn't a house I recognized so, I don't exactly know which friend. A bunch of us were just doing random stuff outside. But, then we decided to open the garage door, inside this garage was a bunch of planes, his dad was some sort of pilot I guess. We were all in awe of how many planes there were. Then my friends dad came home and he was really angry at us for looking at his most prized possesions, thus swearing at us until he was red in the face. Here's the weird part, I was just sitting on the front porch and his dad was randomly landing planes in the backyard, but that's not all, a red dot appeared on the ground infront of me, I backed away and a fighter jet managed to hover in that area. The jet turned towards me and its guns came out of there hiding. I was about to be shot at by a fighter jet! I ran around the side of the house and into the backyard, along with one other friend. We wanted to go inside through the glass door, however it would not budge. We saw the fighter jet round the corner and point its guns at us and I screamed at Mr. Gibbers (Friends dad) to help us. He came over and asked what was wrong, I pointed at the fighter jet that was no longer there.

Shortly after the dream ended.

I was "awake" at 4:45 AM. Dad told i should stop trying to lucid dream. I of course did not listen, I laid down in my room and cleared my mind. I focused on a violet sphere and rotated it with my mind. I then had a falling sensation.
The dream ended.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was possibly in a classroom. All the desks were arranged in a circle. The room was lit with kind of dull, greenish, fluorescent light. The class or meeting had ended, and everybody was headed out of the room. The room was empty as I left it.

There was a boy somewhere behind me. He was blonde, well-groomed, with a kind of effeminate bearing and voice. He had said something in class, and now he asked me, "Was I rude when I said that?"

I wanted to say yes, but I thought that would be wrong. So I said, "Well, you work so hard that nobody would think you were just plain rude. But people might think you were defensive."

Dream #2

I was walking along a sidewalk in a residential part of town. It was a sunny day, but there was snow on the ground. The snow had been cleared from the sidewalks and streets, but it was still piled up around the curbs and the grassy areas between the sidewalks and curbs. The snow piles were all wet and slushy from the sun.

I was apparently heading to a dance class (?). But, as I crossed a street and then walked past a glass-walled bus stop, I felt a bad headache and decided not to go to class. The headache was like a hard, concrete-like feeling in the back of my head. My eyes also felt sunken in, and I had a real drop in energy.

But I also felt like if I didn't go to dance class I would teach my teachers and classmates a lesson, as if they had done something to insult me and now I was paying them back.

I was apparently walking a few blocks, up a mild slope, to a train stop, possibly for one of the red trains, maybe the 2-train. I walked past either a college campus with red brick buikdings or a block of very nice, red-brick houses. There were tall trees shading the sidewalks.

A couple of tall, young, beautiful people were walking close behind me. The neighborhood may actually have been moderately busy with people overall. The people were joking about something they had done to a friend or colleague of theirs. They had taken something of his. When he got upset about it, they wondered why he could be so sensitive.

I passed another (or the same?) glass-walled bus stop. I now had in my left hand two bags from fast food restaurants. The first bag was from Dunkin' Donuts. It was a coffee. The second bag was from somewhere else. It was food, maybe even a donut.

I was getting close to the subway station. But suddenly I was in a vehicle like a big minivan. I was in the van with a few other people who acted or looked like subway passengers. The van was driving down concrete ramps that looked somewhat like ramps connecting different platforms in a subway station.

We kept going down. The area we were driving through looked like a mix between a subway station and a mall. There were stores like department stores and drug stores all through the corridors.

A big, muscular, kind of pale, white man who looked like a soldier sat somewhere across from me. But he also seemed, at times, to be driving this vehicle.

He told me and a couple other passengers, "When I'm driving a train, and they tell me we have to be delayed, I let everybody know exactly what's going on. I tell them, we'll be here for 28 minutes, and I countdown, and so on. That way people know.

"Some people like to keep passengers in the dark about what's going on. I think dispatch does, too! But I don't. When people don't know what's going on, they feel like the train will never start running again."

The man stopped the vehicle. We were really deep down by now. I saw the subway train off to the left. The front of it had a side door, like for a semi truck, which was swung open. I understood that the man was going to conduct the train.

I jumped out the left side of the van, but I landed outside on the right side of the van. For some reason I was worried about whether I had jumped out fast enough. I thought if I was too slow, the soldier would be impatient with me.

The area down here was also like a mall, and there were a lot of people lounging around like they would in a mall. I saw two big drugstore-like stores, one of which may possibly have been a bookstore. I thought that I might need to go to the store before I got on the train.

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[Tuesday][8][3][6]

I'm sure I had a couple of dreams last light but my most vivid one was the last one I had upon waking up.

Myself and a couple of friends spawn on what I believe to be was a counter-strike: source map. I was unfamiliar with the map but since my friends were novices I was the leader. My team was Billy, AJ, Mike and Max. They happen to be random kids from my track team for the most part. We approach a staircase that makes a right hand turn into a small hallway that wraps around to the Demon who happens to be our new objective. The demon was a small almost azn child with Deep red eyes. I peak the AWPer who is sniping from a person sized opening at the top of the staircase. I spot a guy in the hallway and say "BILLY SHOOT DOWN THE HALLWAY" only to find out that billy has no guns...While preoccupied with the AWPER AJ some how managed to get into the hallway where he was fighting the demon. I quickly put on my try-pants and Dinked the shit out of the awper. I looked down the hallway and the demon was about to tear apart AJ's stomach. To my surprise he pulled his pants down and started sucking his dick. Which for some reason to me was even more alarming. All of a sudden we were on the track bus with the demon. Perhaps we had apprehended him and he was being held by us? For some reason I had to kill him so my friend MikeO lent me this badass pocket knife that had four blades. I quickly cut through his throat which practically melted on this extremely sharp knife. All of his guts fell out of his throat and everyone on the bus yelled "Ewww" as if someone just threw up or something.

My memory of how this began is kind of sketchy now:
I'm working on a class project with 2 other students. One of them, a girl, gets mad at me for some reason - unjustifiably as I recall. Since I can't stand to be on bad terms with someone IWL, naturally in my dream I seek out this girl later on to straighten things out.

The following I remember vividly:
I'm alone in a house at night. I'm possibly in that girl's house trying to find her. I walk past French double doors that are wide open; beyond them is a dimly lit back patio. There's a homeless-looking man sitting on a covered porch swing outside, and he's glaring at me. Part of his clothing is green, and he has a bushy beard. He looks threatening, he's not supposed to be there, and the doors are open - so now I'm scared. He's watching me, so as quickly as possible, I shut the right side of the double doors, and just as I try to shut the left side, he lunges at me. Holy crap!! I try to shout for help, but I find my throat severely congested and I can barely make a sound. He comes at me reaching with one arm, menacingly. Desperately, I reach out to grab his hand in an effort to stop him from grabbing me... and I wake up in bed, actually grabbing at thin air!

I've added this to my mental list of nightmares to revisit in future lucid dreams. Nothing against homeless people - heck, I give them money IWL - but I'll beat the living piss out of this particular DC the first chance I get. No one lunges at me from dark patios and gets away with it!
***** UPDATE *****
About a week after I dreamed this, a REAL homeless man who VERY CLOSELY RESEMBLED the nightmare DC came into my work IWL and acted very strangely. He had the same bushy gray beard, the same creepy look, and was even wearing green!! He asked about getting a job, hit on me, and started undoing his fly as if he planned to expose himself to an older woman who was getting fitted by our seamstress (I work at a drycleaners). I was about to tell him to get the fuck out, but he decided not to whip out his junk, and finally left.

This the first dream I decided to record, a weird one indeed.;)

I was in school near to water fountain, after I drank water I saw one of my friends had pistol. He offered to give it to me and I gladly accepted. I went to bathroom and hid the gun in my clothes and went out. Somehow I knew that two people that I didn't know are coming to school. I was walking to the front gate.

I don't know what caused this but I suddenly felt hate against those two people and wanted to kill them! So I became trigger happy, took out the gun and shoot a student in head and another one in leg.:D Stranglely, there was no blood at all and more strangely, no one screamed! Then I ran to front gate to meet those people. I saw one of them get out of car.

I went back in school and when that guy was halfway in, I pulled out my gun and emptied the clip on him. But somehow he didn't catch even a single bullet and ran out of school, got in the car and drove away! I suddenly realises what I've done!!! I felt terrible fear and depression!!! I knew that I fucked up my whole life and when the cops get here I'll be in jail.

I decided to commit suicide but my gun was empty. So I thought maybe I could jump down from rooftop. I went out of school and searched for a building which I can get on top of. I found and old one. This part of dream was a bit disorted and stupid because I couldn't run fast enought and jump to grab the edge.:lol: One moment I was on street the other moment on top of that building.:shock: Until I found out that the height isn't high enough to effectively kill me.

So I decided to jump from school's rooftop. I needed the keys for it. So I went back in and got the keys by threatening the person who had them. School interior wasn't how it was supposed to be.:roll: I went upstairs and noticed other students follow me up. So I threatened to kill them if they don't go back down. Among them, I saw one of my friends that I like. On my way up I saw the headmaster in his room drinking something in one of the glasses that I have in home.:eek:

I unlocked the door and got to rooftop. I wasn't thinking about jumping down, I don't know why. I saw the guy that gave me the pistol beside me and saw the headmaster on the other side of the rooftop saying I should go see him ASAP before the situation gets worse! I told the guy I'm not gonna tell that I've got the gun from him. I lied.:D

Then I was in headmasters room talking to him!:? I told him where I've got the gun from and told him it wouldn't have happened if I didn't.:( I looked at my gun, it looked like as if it was made of paper and cloth.:lol: The headmaster told me that I'm totally fucked!!! So I cried to death and woke up.:panic:

Dream Signs:

1. After I killed a student and injured another one, no one behaved as the should.
2. I couldn't run or jump, teleportation.
3. My guns seemed like as if it was made of cloth and paper. (The most obvious one)
4. Headmaster was drinking in a glass that's mine.

This dream seemed pretty logical and real I'm surprised!

Reallity Checks:

Unfotunately, even after I noticed these strange things I forgot to reallity check. Because of that, I didn't become lucid.

17.05.2011

Chasing Tsunamis (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a FA in my room, but it was a bigger room. The ground was moving like if there was an earthquake. I experienced several small earthquakes in a row, but they were not powerful.

Some people was outside crying and running around. I was surprised because here in California we are used to it. I left my room and got to the living room, which was bigger than usual. We had a Christmas tree that the top half, was broken. It had no start and I think it was a yellow tree.

I got out to the street. I was in some sort of downtown, but the pavement was made out of wood. In addition, it was solid frozen surrounded with ice.

I saw a few Tsunamis happening, but oddly, these only damaged the road where they were overrunning. Instead of feeling all the roads with water, only the road I was in was being filled.

Suddenly, Bart Simpson (lol) started to heat up a piece of wood on the pavement. This piece warmed up and started to create steam and to melt the ice around. This formed new small Tsunamis all around.

I could see people chasing Tsunamis and I decided to do so. The waves looked normal, but there were more like a wall of water, as the back of the wave was flat. Some kids were laughing at the back of these waves.

17.05.2011

Readings and healing at the backroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at work, but the store was way bigger and I had a different manager. I was told something and the manager started to laugh.

I went to the backroom where I found a kitchen and met with a psychic. I had to find a light or something. The psychic told me she had a light, made out of her energy. She told me that as I was a psychic too, I could hold the light, but non psychic would just make the light vanish.

The psychic offered a reading, but I told her I could make my own readings as I was able to Read the tarot. The psychic opened a small box with joints and cigarettes, offering one. I told her I did not smoke, besides of the eventual cigar. I decided to take a cigar.

A few moments later, the psychic was giving a reading to a guy about his work. She told me that I needed to heal that guy after the reading, and I agreed. However, the psychic was smoking and bothered the guy who was receiving the reading. A few moments later, the psychic was a medium now and she needed to find some evidence on the Spirit World.

17.05.2011

Healing and proving (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a very big place doing readings (probably Tarot, cant remember well)
I gave healings to several people, and I was proving my psychic abilities to some skeptic people, which made feel good.

I recall being at my house. I have just invited a shitload of people over. I have set up a party. The first to show is Zaine on a motorcycle. Then, more kids from school show. That was basically all I could remember.

Dream Journal #15 May 17th, 2011

First dream I remember was being in some weird house, trying out for something.

Actually scratch that. First thing I remember was having a fake tattoo on my arm and I had to go to court for it rofl because it was against the law or something. So I go to court, but literally nobody shows up but me and the judge. The judge lets me go. I then go to some weird place to train for something and I have to put on this thing on my head. I then have to wash my entire head with shampoo for some reason.

Then, I’m at ralphs house with alvin and ian. I also remember something about AK’s and pistols lol… and that like a dog was trying to get the AK to shoot another dog.. idk weird ass part of the dream. We had like piles of weird stuff in the room. Then DJ calls me and hes like whatupp blah blah and i think hes at paolos so im like ok we’ll go to paolos (even though i didnt even know he wasnt there). When i get to paolos he not there, but my mom is. My mom said were sleeping over there lol. Apparently we were going to play beer pong, but we were still waiting for DJ. Then my alarm woke me up.

edit: here’s after WBTB.

I could feel myself going lucid. I felt all the vibrations- everything that I felt whenever I knew I would be going lucid. Then it just stopped.

I had an FA. Ellean apparently just appeared out of nowhere and started sleeping on my bed (he was never in my house in the first place) and I thought that THAT is what caused me to lose my lucidity. sigh im so dumb. I even did the nose plug reality check and it failed! I breathed through my nose but for some stupid ass reason I made up some reason in my head for why I was able to.

lol. then the dream continued from me giving up to go lucid to me and ellean watching tv and eating snacks (cookies to be exact). sigh.

also quick note: i watched a subliminal messages video right before i went back to sleep.. i think it helped, but im not sure.

Tuesday May 17th 2011.

This was a very vivid dream that I remembered having today. It ended abruptly but was very interesting. At no point was I lucid.

The dream began in my college campus, which in retrospect looked nothing like my campus does but I knew it was. There was a football game going on and I don't remember seeing it but knowing it was going on not to far from where I was. It was a special football game, not a national title but it had more significance than just a regular game. I remember that I was with my group of friends, and we were looking for a party to attend to after the game (we knew that there would be lots of large parties around since our college won). I remember traveling through the buildings and campus and seeing other people celebrating, I was with one of my friends and lost track of the others.

One of my most vivid memories of this dream was when I texted one of my friends who was on the campus if he knew of any parties yet. But the text read exactly "Party > Limeade > Go" (in retrospect this would have been a great way to realize I was in a dream based on the jumbled jargon in the text). The reason I said limeade in the text was because at the time I was thinking of a Cherry Limeade from Sonic while we were traveling the campus. My friend simply replied "What?", and that was the end of the conversation.

After traveling the campus and seeing a large group of people (I remember seeing a girl who was consistently playing this single drum beat [I don't know if she was using drums or not to do it], I had heard her playing drums all over the campus) me and my friend decided to walk over to the other end. We walked upon a HUGE cathedral (this is a community college mind you, with absolutely nothing resembling something like this in real life) and I wanted to go inside to see how big it was from the inside. There were two doors before you entered the cathedral, one was a normal wooden door, but once you past that you came across and very small glass door. Very small as in, I wasn't even able to fit through it small. I remember getting about half of my body inside of it and looking, it was massive inside and very pretty.

Knowing we couldn't fit to get in I told my friend we needed to leave, so we did. However trying to fit through the small glass frame caused it to break slightly. I feared that this would be massively expensive to fix, and told my friend to run and get out. I remember we were running to a parking lot and I looked back and saw the first door of the cathedral wide open, I yelled at my friend to close it so that no one would know we were there. He ran back and closed it (I remember watching him run, and hoped no one would see us). We continued to run towards that parking lot and I thought we were going to get my car, but instead we got into his which looked like a bright green Kia Soul (In real life he drives a Grey Kia, but nothing like a soul).

We drove out onto the road from the parking lot, and were getting out of the campus when a police cruiser in the other lane turned on his lights and whipped around behind us. My friend pulled off a badass driving maneuver and did a sliding park on the other side of the lane, he then backed up until we were into the driveway of what looked like a big campus building. Almost 8 other police cars circled nearby, all with their lights on making me very nervous about what was to come. A police officer got out and told us he would let us talk to their best interrogator (an interesting note, after typing this I realized that at this point it went from twilight to full blown darkness). It was a women and she came up to our car. She began questioning my friend about marijuana use, and even though I continually told him he didn't have to answer anything he dug himself deeper and deeper into a guilty confession (we had taken no drugs prior to this stop, but she was baiting an answer that would sound like it) and my friend eventually confessed to using coke (he has never taken coke in real life ever) and drove off.

We got into a wild chase with the police and I kept telling him that he had to stop, there was no way he was going to get away. He kept speeding and eventually we got into a down town district. I remember his crazy driving caused traffic to lose control, and I remember a grey hound bus crashing and rolling (I remember his exact words were "Oh why did it have to be a bus"). Two more cars got flipped and crashed and I knew someone had died in this whole mess. Right when one of the cars flipped and rolled I woke up.

It was extremely vivid. At no point was I lucid, though I wish I had been.

All I remember of this dream I had last night is that I was in a desert walking around in the dark. Yep that's all I can remember, at least it wasn't laundry.

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

I was in the bedroom from my childhood, looking through things in my closet. The room had light tan carpet, a basic upright wooden dresser, and a bunkbed which consisted of red for the bottom half and blue for the upper. Or vice versa, I can't remember. The lighting was normal, almost a bit brighter than it I'd have expected it to be. My closet was the length of the room (with the exception of a spot for the door) and a few feet deep - the room itself was about 11 by 11 feet - and it had two sliding wooden doors.

There was a blue box in the deeper, left-hand side of the closet. Other than that, the closet was empty. The blue box was large, large enough that you could pick up and curl your arms around. Inside, there was a box of facial tissue, some unrecognizable toys, and then I pulled out a large Iron Man figure. It was probably about twenty inches tall and looked very realistic, and the toy itself was made of metal pieces instead of plastic. I knew that it was remote-controlled, but I didn't know where the controller was.

I put it to the side and proceeded to keep digging. After a few moments I found another, slightly smaller toy; this time it was of the Iron Man "suitcase" armor from Iron Man 2. This toy wasn't remote-controlled. There were many small pieces on it, and unfortunately some had fallen off, namely a shoulder, a panel of grey metal on the front, and the headpiece. I snapped them back on easily, and left the room with the toy, intending to show it to my sister. There was no door, but simply an entranceway to the left of the open closet. I ended up exiting into the house that I am currently living in, and walked right into the living room without going through a hallway. I forgot about showing the toy to my sister, and I don't think I was even holding it anymore.

The living room was square-shaped, about 20 by 20 feet, with hardwood floors, a flatscreen television lying on an obliquely-placed entertainment center in the corner of the room, and windows that went along nearly the entire wall. It was dark outside, but I could see that there was quite a bit of snow on the ground, probably ten inches or so, all shoveled into normal-looking piles on the sides of the roads and driveway.