non-lucid

16.05.2011

Magic the Gathering tournament (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a big hotel. There was a Magic the Gathering tournament going on. I was wondering where my blue deck was. I went through different rooms with different scenarios. There was a 40 years old lady who wanted to have sex with a Spaniard. She was looking at me but I am already married. There was a 15 years old guy who started to flirt with her and touch her. Next to the bed where these two folks were, my wife was around. There were seven kids and a guy as well. The mom of these 7 kids was missing. One of this seven kids had Magic the Gathering cards spread out. All his cards were blue and one of them was, "Force of Will"

I left this room and went to the lobby. There was a little kid who told me to hold his deck. I saw a Mox Jet, a Library of Alexandria and a Gauglet of Might. A old guy pointed at a small hole in his throat and told me he got operated. I wanted to tell the kid to watch out for the cards he had, as they were worth hundreds of dollars. I wanted to point out his Mox Jet, but when I search for it, it was a Mox Diamond (worthless) and I wanted to search for a few more, but I only got random cards I cannot recall.

I met with a guy who had a binder, but instead of Magic the Gathering cards, he had business cards. He claimed he exchanged business cards to help his friends from Spain. I pulled one of my business cards and gave it to him. I realized I lived in the US, but I could always read the Tarot over the e-mail or phone.

[INDENT]

16.05.2011

MMA Fights (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some place about fighting, possibly the MMA or some boxing place. The place was huge. There were big locks and chains. There were some training devices that were like videogames.

The screen was about 50 inches and it had several cameras. You had to fight (for real) with a guy and the device would say how good or bad you performed. I realized I am not a fighter but a more spiritual person. However, I wanted to give it a shot.

Some slender guy who was taller than me approached and got read to fight me. I was not afraid as I knew how to deal with tall people. This guy threw me a kick so I grabbed his leg and swept his other leg. As he fell to the ground, I fell on him, elbows first to do extra damage on his face, however, for some reason I hit his ribs. I started to punch his face, right, left, fight, left... His face was not damaged, but he fainted due the pain.

I was excited because I was going to be respected if I won two fights in a row. A friend congratulated me and told me my next opponent was coming up. Another male, who was African American approached at me. He looked very strong and sharp. My friend told me, "This one does not talk! Watch out!"

The fight was more like an MMA fight, the both of us got hit. Suddenly, this video game beeped indicating that we both were about to loose. I started to hit him stronger, but he blocked all my attacks when he hit me once. I was up for more, but the system told I lost. I could see some status indicating our damage. The other guy was 99% damaged. I was a little pissed as I almost won, but ended up loosing.

I went outside and told about this to a friend. My friend told me it was a strong one and that it was very good for me that I almost beat him.

I had a FA in my room and went ahead to write the dream now. The clock of the microwave was blue instea of its regular color. I turned lucid and decided to go for a flight. I got out from home and started to fly, however, I realized that my previous dream was too long to start a new one, so I wanted to wake myself up to write it down and then, induce a LD.

I had another FA in my room. I went to my microwave and instead of the time it had └■ [COLOR="#DC143C"]I felt a little annoyed because I did want to wake up, and opened the microwave assuming it would not lit up, it did not. I woke myself up again.

In the first dream, I was walking around a lake in the city I live in with my family members. In real life, the waters have risen and flooded a bunch of places. In the dream, I wanted to walk around it. The water levels had risen a lot and much of the paths were unpassable. I remember running through shallow water where the sidewalks were and going onto a bridge, looking over it to see that the path we usually take was completely submerged. I also remember trying to climb a hill or wall while trying not to fall into the deep water.

In the second dream, I went to the doctor. My doctor was a character from a television show. (Max, 90210). I wanted him to look at a rash on my skin that I was worried about.

Yes, all I did was laundry. I had a basket, I picked out the cloths and washed them and dry them and repeat all night. That has to be one of the most dullest and most boring dream ever.

16.05.2011

Proving (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a room proving my abilities to some skeptic people. There was a guy in the room I did not like. I went to a big room and went to talk someone who was in bed. I was trying to teach her something about dreaming.

I also did some psychokinesis and some healing to shut up skeptics.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a vivid dream this morning. Was kinda fun one aswell.

23.15: Sleep

05.10: Party in the basement
I'm in an elevator with my brother Martin and Monica. She's naked for some reason, I squeeze her butt a bit. "I use to pretend there are zombies in the building" I say. "And I can't make a sound, or they'll hear me". We go down to the first floor, but before we reach it I hear voices. It's those damn Russians again, I know it is. We get out of the elevator, Monica's suddenly dressed. Two Russians appear and walk by. We're off to the laundry room in the basement.

Martin wants to head back after a few steps. "Come on! Don't worry man" I tell him. Monica disappears but my friend G appears instead. "I have to repark the car" he tells me and heads off. I've got heavy army boots on and I walk funny. Martin follows me anyways. We head down a corridor and turn left. I can hear music. Martin seems to be scared again. "Dude, just pretend you're one of them" I say and walk with confidence as a Russian guy walks past.

I have two plastic, empty gasoline bottles in my hands and throw them in a bin. We enter a big room. It seems to be some kind of night club, only it's not open yet. There are yellow bar chairs and a few people drinking all around us and up on the small stage. The music sounds like "Cascada" and there's a girl in the DJ booth. She smiles at us, and invites us to the dance floor. We're just passing through though and I shake my head and move through the small crowd.

I spot my friend Eric in a sofa. He smiles at me with his entire mouth and waves like crazy. He seems to be excited that we've found a good place to party at. "Matte! You owe me a drink" I hear someone say. I turn around and at the bar my two sisters are sitting. "Buy me a drink on my birthday" my sister Madeleine says. It's actually Malin's birthday, but anyways.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I'm so excited for my next lucid. Can't wait!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream Memory

I am riding my bike with Heather on the pegs. This is my "car", and in my dream it does feel like I'm driving a car. Somehow the pedals are the gas and break, it all works out. It's quite the illusion.

I drive into the parking lot of my local cinema (the scene is very realistic, everything is in place as it is in waking life). Heather talks to me about something on Youtube. I explain how I have dreams where a building will be a major internet site like Youtube, and even recall about a "dream" (I never had this dream, though- false memory) where the cinema in front of us was Youtube, embodied as a building.

I park my bike-car in a space and explain how sometimes I forget which pedal is the break and which is the gas. I then offer that Heather and I go to the south end part of town to see the big tent of wares (I had a dream once where I did visit this place, but it doesn't exist in waking life). We start to pedal away and I forget where it is. I get behind another "car" which is actually just Ken from 30 Rock sitting in the middle of the street. We go around him.

Hot Tea Fragment

I have a cup and pot of boiling water. It's really, really hot, the smoke is rolling out really thick. I pour it into my cup, but by the time the water is inside the cup, it has disappeared into water vapor. I keep trying to fill my cup but it doesn't work. Finally after several tries, I get enough for tea.

I turn around from the kitchen area to see a big circle of people. I sit down next to my friend Chase and set my tea on the ground by my chair. (Memory loss of whatever happens here)

Now I am in a dark auditorium full of everyone from school. I'm with Autumn. This scene lasts a long time as we converse with everyone. (Another memory loss )

The golden spoon

I was inside a enclosed jail cell, a man came in with a package, i opened it, it contained a golden spoon.

I woke up.

Houses were floating up due to either being haunted or due to a tornado...I think. Mostly, it was a threat that they were
going to float away, but it seemed one lifted up. I more remember waking up from the dream and trying to remember it.

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Matte87 was talking on chat in waking life about putting something on his hoodie--"Are you dreaming" I think. I said it should
say, "I am dreaming" because that is what I want to say in my dream. So last night I dreamed I was in a city with some event
going on and some construction or something, and it was on a college campus, so there was a bunch of shit going on.
As I'm walking down the sidewalk, I see a guy with a hoodie on that says, "I am dreaming."

Of course, like a dumb ass I miss the sign. I kept going where I was going, then decided to talk to the guy with the hoodie, but I
couldn't find him. Then I started to hear the guy on Public Radio in waking life. He often finds his way into my dream, usually just
manipulating the story. This morning he was talking about Isreal and the surrounding nations. I started dreaming of a reporter working
through a crowd of people with this story.

It was a frantic scene as it seemed to affect us more directly than that news usually hits us. I followed the reporter up stairs through
a crowd of people. Up the stairs on the next level of whatever building it was, I had to use the bathroom. The radio personality was
sitting on the floor with his back up against the wall doing his show.

As I went to the bathroom, walking away, he leaned forward and raised his voice so I could hear the end of what he was saying.
That was really weird.

So, I had to drop the kids off at the pool. It is a big bathroom, but there is a lock on the door, so I lock it for privacy. Then I realize that
there are multiple stalls, so the bathroom should be able to allow for more than just me. I reluctantly unlock the door. Then I went looking
for my stall. I hate using public bathrooms and this was the worst. There were these small, frail looking commodes, and they were just seats.
Instead of a bowl, they had bags hanging down, and the bags weren't opened well. I would have to fix one so it would be open.

The dream ended there and I'm glad it did. Yuk!

I tried MILD/DILDing last night, telling myself that someone in my dreams will ask me if I am dreaming. Probably 30 minutes into the night, I felt sort of a quick wave where there was a bright light and I felt like I was speeding forward towards this light. I don't remember anything after that, besides part of one dream where I was looking up the same thing I just mentioned, and someone on this board described the same thing I did. The forum responded that's what it feels like to enter a lucid dream, and I got excited. I am sleeping in a new environment, so I'm not sure if that will affect my dream recall or not, but we'll see how it goes.

by Robert Frost.. not Trojan.

there's one main room upstairs it's big and i think i remember a king-like figure sitting on his thrown directing people to the smaller rooms. very symmetrical. the two smaller rooms were downstairs i was sent to "hell" the room on the left where i shoveled coal into a huge furnace. i never actually saw the room on the right but i have a feeling it was "heaven"

I was outside of my house. It didn't look like my house tho. I was under a wooden deck and by the side of the white colored house.....not Oboma's. There was snow all over the place and in the middle of summer. There was an out door light on to, it was on my right. It had snow gently falling and melting on it. The dream ended.

I was in the schools weight room and was looking for two 50 lb dumb bells for my chest press. There appeared to only be 40 lb ones. This annoyed me. The weight room had a cement floor and walls. It had plain iron machines in the room. I walked around a little bit. When the school gym closed I was still looking and i finally found 50 lbs, but it was then taken away. The dream ended.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A nuclear bomb had struck. I was somehow put in charge of keeping some kind of order within a small group of people, possibly in some desert town.

Dream #2

Again, a nuclear bomb had struck, and I was put in charge of keeping some kind of order within a small group of people.

Dream #3

I was outside, possibly in some kind of desert area. I stood with a few people in front of a small house. My mother may have been among the people.

A short, middle-aged man with wiry, black hair asked me about my phone. He seemed unfamiliar with Android phones. He was more familiar with iPhones. He was particularly interested in how I played music on my phone.

I gave the man my phone. I hoped he wouldn't look at my internet history and see the perverted sites I went to.

The man fiddled with the screen to make some green, holographic image appear. He then handed the phone back to me. He said, "Well, they made that really easy to use, didn't they?"

I thought the man had complimented my phone. But I felt elated, as if he had complimented me.

Dream #4

I took my friend H to meet my old friend R. We were at a house in suburbia. It was darj night, and the street was very lonely.

R opened the door and let us in. His house was dim inside, but it looked kind of big. We were in some kind of front living room. H sat in a chair by a wall next to a staircase up to the second floor.

R and I had gone out for some reason. Now we were coming back. We were probably wearing clothes we would have worn in college. I may have been wearing a round-brimmed hat. We were talking about history and politics.

We got back to R's house. I was surprised to find H there, but I couldn't exactly figure why I was surprised. So I introduced H to R. Both H and R laughed at me. R said, "You already did that!"

We three sat at a dining table in the kitchen. H and R were getting along well, and H had even dressed in some of R's clothes while R and I had been away.

Dream #5

I was in some kind of theatre, possibly a movie theatre. But the screen must have been way up high, because, as I sat in the front row, all I could see while looking forward was a brown-beige wall of wide, plastic squares. Over to my right was a tall structure, like a judge's stand, made out of the same material.

I was alone in the front row at first. But then two old ladies came and sat on either side of me. They each had a few bags of stuff, and they sat the stuff so that it kind of crowded me.

I may have looked down to a piece of paper in my hands to see exactly what kind of event was going to be happening here.

Dream #6

I was at some kind of event for gifted kids, as if I were in high school or college again. The event was like some kind of convention. This may have been the last day of the convention.

I was looking forward to some bunch of events that may have been taking place after the official convention stuff was over. But I knew that I had to go back to work or school the next day. So I didn't want to spend too much time at the after-party stuff.

I looked at a piece of paper saying what was going on. There was some concert that looked interesting to me: a girl band whose name had "Cherry" in it. They were playing "pretty late:" the concert the Cherry band were in started at 8 or 9 PM, and the Cherry band would be the last group to play. But I decided I'd better stay anyway. The Cherry band sounded too cool to miss.

Dream #7

I was in an apartment stairwell with H, my brother, and my sister. We were coming to visit the new apartment of R and his wife, L.

L opened the door. She let us in. The living room was really big, but it felt more like the interior of a brick-oven pizzeria than like the interior of a house.

L said that R was doing something like taking a shower. L sat around talking to us in a relaxed but kind of detached manner. I think my sister may have been the most active person in the conversation.

I'm Jasmine from Aladdin. And, I'm with another guy. We're going through some rooms trying to make our way through the zombies. It's kind of dark, and I don't have a gun so I'm following the dude with the rifle and we get to a doorway (one without a door attached), and a zombie tries grabbing me. The guy shoots it and I escape. Then, I lose the guy and the dream cuts a bit. Now I am with a different guy in a haunted house type thing.. he tells me all about what not to do there so I don't get sprayed by blood. There was this alter in a long dark tunnel where a medusa head and some hands were. He said don't touch the medusa hand. Now I cut back to the zombie dream. Daphne (yep, from Scooby Doo) is hiding in the pantry and her cell rings for some advertisement. I see the zombie rounding the corner, trying to follow the sound. Somehow she just appears next to me and we try to escape. I tell her we should go find the dude with the rifle,whatever way he went. But, she says no and leads me down to the basement. I remember something about going down there before and there were orphans there, but not what happened. Then it got creepy The stairs to the basement were blocked, and two orphans were waiting on the flight of stairs under the barricade. Me and Daphne talked to them, telling them everything was going to be alright. The little boy with the weird cleft lip said something like 'yes, ;et us be one with them' (the zombies). Daphne said they didn't need to and she and I multiplied our bodies and told them they could eat our copies. The kids got a creepy look on their faces and agreed as they made their way downstairs. All the while, I had a creepy feeling, like the orphans were going to end up ambushing us.. But Daphne, why'd I trust Daphne anyways lol.