non-lucid

Master Roshi, for a reason I don't know was dead. He was revived. Then in Kame house he had Yamcha and Puar throw rocks with thire minds. Yamcha had a big rock, Puar a small one. THen they both hurled them at a fling cabinat. The draws came out and they crunched. The cabinat was black like the one in my house. The dream ended.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a bedroom. The bedroom was really messy, and it had two beds, both of which were strewn over with tons of blankets.

I was looking at a pad of paper which hinged at the top, like a gum-bound sketch pad. All the pages were filled in, but mostly with words and images like photographs, as if this were some kind of newspaper or underground magazine. The images were in black and white. A lot of the images were supposed to be pronographic, and I think they were meant to turn me on personally, as if to prove I was perverted.

One kind of badly printed, overexposed photo showed a girl lying stomach down on her bed. Her head was buried under blankets, but the rest of her body was visible. She wore a dark tank top, a mini-skirt, and a diaper. I thought the girl was an adult at first. But then I came to think she might be a little girl. I tried to look closer to see the photo.

To my right, on the other bed, a little girl lay stomach down, wearing a diaper, like in the photo. An old man either knelt by or sat on the bed. He was well dressed and had somewhat nicely arranged, grey hair. But he looked really scary, and his plae blue eyes seemed to be bugging out of his head. He kept poking the girl's bottom with his index finger.

My mother, or a woman my mother's age, may also have been in the room.

I looked back to the sketch pad, to try and find the photo. But I couldn't find it. I kept flipping through the pages. But I might only have seen a bunch of words. I heard some voice talking about the passage of time and how sad it is that we can't go back to what we used to be.

Dream #2

I was in a movie theatre, sitting on the left end of a right aisle, a few rows back from the front. I was all alone in the row. My brother and a couple other people his age sat in the row in front of me. The lights were on in the theatre. It was like one movie had just finished and we were now waiting for another to start.

A tiny, little girl with kind of long, messy-curly, blonde hair and wearing a long-sleeved, red shirt and a diaper asked if the seats to my right were free. I said yes. She may have asked something else, because my brother was standing up and giving all kinds of advice to the little girl.

The little girl sat in the seat right next to me. She grabbed my arm and cuddled against it. She said, "I'm so happy we get to sit with you. My mommy will be here in a second."

I felt like my brother was jealous that the little girl had completely ignored him while he was giving his advice, and that the girl was so excited to sit by me. I hoped it wouldn't cause him to have any emotional difficulties or outbursts. But my brother must have sat down with his friends.

Eventually the girl got kind of bored sitting by me. She hopped off the seat and tapped on the back of my brother's seat, as if she wanted to talk to him. Now I felt a little jealous.

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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was a character in Call of Duty. We were playing on a map that was really dark and look like the outside of an old insane asylum. It was really dark outside, and everything had a light brown tint to it. I really didn't want to die, so I just ran around knifing people. There was no gore, when I touched people with my knife, they just went limp. I remember I went 42-0 and people got really mad at me. I don't remember much about this dream because I feel like it might have been the first or second dream I had.

I just wanted to write something down, even if it was just a fragment. Sorry that I couldn't remember a better dream. I thought I started to remember it, but I forget now.

I had a few dreams today, but one was so awesome that I forgot the rest.

I am flying around in some city, it is nighttime. The buildings are pretty high. Someone is flying with me, it seems like we are angels. A demon appears, it looks like a gargoyle. We fight it, but we lose and die. Now I am a person inside a building. Monsters are coming from the lower floors, so everyone is heading for the roof.I see many people dying, as I run and climb to the upper floors. On one floor, it is very hard to get to the next one, and I fail hard at climbing at first. I waste much time, and can see the monsters already. Not only that, with the monsters, the is a dark slime coming too, swallowing all life on its way. I get to the roof, with a few other people. They are in fear, and an old man tells me to give his last message to his family if I survive. The monsters are coming, the others decide to fight. I run to the edge and climb down.it is surprisingly easy to climb down, there are many spots to grab, and a big pipe which goes to the ground, I can slide down. Gravity is not bothering me.I get lucid and look around me, the building is really huge, I can't see the ground. I wonder if I should just fly to the ground, but I decide to slide on the pipe, because I do not want to drop the plot of the dream, and soon I lose lucidity again.On the ground, the first thing I do is look for the family the old man was mentioning. I sneak into the house, and somehow get to the children room. I try to not get caught by the mother, and tell the message to one of the boys in the room. After this, I begin to warn people about the monsters and that the end of the world is coming. I am not lucid, but somehow I think that I have lucid powers and therefore have to save the world. My vision switches to third person view, I am now watching myself, and a narrator is telling what happens. A meteor is on its way to crash with the earth, but with technology and science, humanity manages to prevent the disaster. But the sun is getting bigger and bigger after a while, so the humans manage to evacuate to another planet named "Urs". 12 billion years pass while I am protecting the world, and finally, I can die. At the same time, the old earth crashes into the sun.

This dream feels really important, but I do not know what it means.

Lucidity Level-2.5/10
Vividness-5/10
2 dreams recalled tonight! 1 of them is more made of fragments , but many of them! well , i'm glad I can finally recall dreams again after the 3 days of torture. Thanks , subconscious!

My first dream starts in an area in my school. I never saw that area before , but I think it's the principle's office. There were many kids in line , serving what appears to be some paperwork. "Fail , fail , fail , excellent." I heard the principle saying from afar. Now when I think about it , i'm kinda shocked. EVERYBODY failed except for one kid? what is my subconscious trying to tell me? Before it was my turn to give her my paperwork , I looked at it. It looked EXACTLY like the paperwork I need to serve for history class. Okay , now i'm really scared. Is my subconscious trying to tell me that i'm about to fail? I gave the principle my paperwork. She looked at it. "Fail , fail , fail , fail. Thats it , you're kicked out of school." That was a hell of a stun for me. As a desperate attempt , I tried crying to manipulate her (i'm the manipulations master.). I couldn't cry , but I had tears in my eyes , and she could see it. She just looked at me , with a cold face. No emotions expressed , just the same cold face , as if she was waiting for me to leave already. That bitch , if I was lucid just for that moment I would fucking suck her up in a vortex. I tried saying something , can't remember what , but it didn't work either. She looked at me as if something amused her about me. "Fail , fail , fail , excellent." No , it didn't mean i'm staying in school , I left the place as another kid gave her his paperwork.
Dreamskip.
I reached home and my mother didn't see me yet. "Did you know *my name* got kicked out of school?" my mom said. Her friends replied something. I came to her and she said something to me. I left the living room and went to my room. Gosh , what an emotional dream.
*2nd dream*
Luckily , this dream was a bit more cheery.
I was in my cousin's basement , where he keeps his PS3 and his PS3 games. The camera zoomed on the games. I asked him to borrow me a few games. I think there were 4 games there I asked for. Each game had a different reason why I can't have it. I can't remember what happend next , but I remember one of us put 4 burned discs on that discs-stand thing.
Dreamskip.
I was in some game-like area. I don't know what this game was , but it wasn't a PS3 game.I entered a portal. A MapleStory-like portal. I reached some area with a squirrel-looking monster , there was also an elevator there. The squirrel walked on the walls and tried killing me a few times. Each time I went to the other room , can't remember how. After a few trials , I went back to my cousin and then it involved something with the squirrel-looking monster , only this time it was on my side. It wasn't the same squirrel from before. I said something to my cousin that involved "that wouldn't happen if" I was about to go there again but then my brother woke me up with his singing. Ridiculous -.- .
Dream sign spotted:My dreams many times contain game elements.
I think that at some point in my dreams I became half-conscious since I remember half-thinking to myself things.

I'm at some kind of training in Seattle. In a tall building that's half offices, half hotel and half mall. (yes 150%) I liked 'blonde girl' but she was hooking up with someone else in our training group. I hooked my computer up and someone stole/hacked the monitor, causing commotion. Eventually I hooked up with "blonde girl" (yay)

Even though I wanted blonde girl, there was cute "brunette girl" with an accent I really liked (more emotionally?). I finally won her over with good flirting, we kissed once and I woke up.

Back to sleep there's another cute girl whom I seduced by tickling the back of her knee.

Now there's a giant swimming pool, still in Seattle. I swim around and eventually decide to fly out of the water and skim over it like in the movies. So I do and land on a jungle gym which isn't surrounded by water. President Obama is there and people are sent up to subdue me. I knock them down and give a speech to the president about how I just wanted to fly around and have fun. I wake up.

WILD! I'm flying around Seattle, I decide to spin in the air and go to visit the pyramids (my current intent). I go to some really digital city that does have a pyramid looking structure in it. The city is even more digital than Tron. The road is a touch screen. Arrows accelerate you in either direction. I fly down and use the street interface to find out what I should do in the city. The power plant is broken and the map shows me where to go, I look in that direction and see smoke (super cool). Apparently I have suit that is giving me my powers too. So I fly over there and use my powers to reconnect batteies and things and get it running again. A door opens and a blurry object comes out, I try to decloak it but I don't have that power yet so I overturn a truck on it and it decloaks to reveal a robot. My arms are asleep in WL and I wake up.

I'm back in high school and I'm not paying attention in class and other students are getting mad at me for not following along. Something goes on at the office lunch something or other. On my way back to class I try to help a girl with her recurring dreams involving Heimdall. I also try and warn people about Justin Beiber.

Yay, first entry. And it's about zombies!
Lucid,Semi-Lucid,Non-Lucid, (Awake commentaries)
So I was with some friends (like 5 or so) in some city. The city looked dark and somewhat rural-looking. At some point we get to know that a zombie outbreak has started. We still go about our business. I don't remember what we did, but I know a purple ball was involved. Then I get this call while we were at our apartment. I hit the 'hang-up' button in my phone. For some reason, the phone line goes down. We look out of the window and we see one of the zombies repeteadly walking into a wall. I think "Uh. Stupid zombies, they're all like this". It looked like a very old bald person, full of wrinkles, only covered by a loincloth.. Later we go down into the street. We didn't find any zombies, however for some reason one of my friends was bitten. I don't remember if he turned into a zombie or not, I think the dream finished before that. However I do recall seeing him on a bed holding his own hand (which is where he was bitten).
(This all happened in three dreams. It is weird because I've never had woken up and then had a dream about the same thing, following the storyline.)

I'm going to have a LD this week. I know it.

I was at river with my mom and my mom strted whining about some responsibility of mine, later i was in this nightly village and i was waiting for my mom.
There was brief talkabout current president and next to be president...
While waiting walked around the neighbourhood looking for something i cant remember, little after my mom called and we left with car to pickup rest of our family.
Scene changed again and this time we were i a tent in middle of a forest, perspective changed to 3rd person and faded to another scene.
I was on a computer talking about some automated surveillance system which resided in the area, little later i was noticed that my family was caught accidently inside automatic pickup vehicle that happened to operate in that forest.
I went on with the trying to release lockdown on that vehicle, succeeded and we all left for home.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm traveling to Epcot on a highway. The highway is elevated relative to the park, which is long and narrow, and lush and green. There is a giant, inflated jack-o’-lantern in the center of the park. I’m dismayed to realize that the jack-o’-lantern has become the park’s de facto icon; it was never meant to be.

[Different dream.] I'm at a summer camp somewhere. [The day before I had this dream, I'd suddenly, randomly come to the nostalgic realization that it had been a very long time since I'd been to a camp of any kind. Thanks, brain! :-) ] I arrive at a wooden pickup station (sort of like a bus stop) at 8:15 A.M. [I think], in time to get picked up by a horse-drawn, wheeled wagon. I climb up into it and sit down on one of several benches. The wagon takes me and several other campers to an Old Western town where a reenactment activity will take place.

When I get there, I'm really glad I got up in time to catch the wagon, because the town is pretty cool. There are a bunch of animatronic figures that re-enact the shootout at the OK Corral. They have guns that fire styrofoam bullets, which stick to designated, smooth, flat target areas on the other animatronic figures. I move out of the way and take cover while the shootout is going on, not wanting to get hit by the bullets.

When the shootout is over, a large bunch of balloons comes floating toward me. I understand that it’s to transport me back to the point where I entered the town. I take hold of the ribbons on the balloons and allow them to pick me up and float me over some buildings to another part of the town.

I touch down in front of some town official, possibly the mayor or the sheriff. He asks me, “What do you think of the town?”

“I think I’ll stay,” I answer. When I say this, what I mean by it is that I want to get a souvenir picture taken in period costume. There is a kiosk nearby where you can do this. I’m about to do it, but when I look at the signs on the kiosk, I see that the pictures cost $5.00 each. I don’t want to pay $5.00 for a photo, so I change my mind and turn away.

[Dreamskip.] I’m floating with my bunch of balloons again [I think], heading toward a theme park with a roller coaster. I’m thinking about how theme parks are architectural works of art, and should be appreciated as such.

[I waited too long to start writing this, so I don't really remember what happened between the end of that scene and the beginning of the next one, nor do I remember how or why I became lucid.]

I'm in the entrance corridor of a big, fancy office building with a beautifully decorated interior. In front of me is a long wall with a door in it, and a sign next to the door indicating that these are the offices of a financial company. I know that it's a subsidiary of another company, and that it's in charge of the other company's finances.

I think, Okay. I'm going to try to walk through a wall again. I start walking forward, thinking about that goal. I begin to pass through the wall, and the room on the other side becomes visible. I continue moving forward. Even when I've gone far enough that I should be all the way through, I can still see parts of the ornately-decorated wall; they linger in my vision, semi-transparent and seeming to stick with me, like the strands of a spiderweb stick to you when you walk through it. I think, Just keep going forward. They'll go away, and you'll get through. You can do it. I keep moving forward, and the last strands of the afterimage of the wall finally fall away behind me, leaving me standing in the financial offices. There's no tactile sensation this time, though, unlike in my previous lucid dream when I went through the car door; this time, I don't feel anything at all from the wall. I'm happy and proud that I've finally walked through a wall without leaving a hole in it.

I wander through the financial offices a bit. There are employees of the company there, walking around, going about their everyday work. I think, I'm invisible and inaudible to them. Or, if I am visible, I just look like another employee. Somehow, I just know intuitively that one or the other of these things is true.

Eventually, I end up in front of another long wall, this one made of mirrors. [I don't remember now how I got from one scene to the next.] When I find myself in front of this wall of mirrors, I think, Now that I've figured out how to walk through walls, I'd like to try out another dream ability. I wonder if I can create a portal. Remembering what I read in somebody’s DJ here on DreamViews, I use my right index finger to trace a circle on the mirror-wall. [I don't know what exactly made me pick this destination, but] In my thoughts, I pick “heaven” as the destination that I want to be on the other side of the portal. When I'm finished drawing the circle, the area inside it doesn't transform into a portal; instead, it swings inward, like a door on a hinge. I go through the doorway.

The doorway is on one of the short sides of a rectangular room. The floor, walls, and ceiling of the room are all the same dark, metallic slate-gray color. At the opposite end of the room is a raised stage, also that same color, and on the stage is a smaller-than-life-size, cartoon lion. He's very definitely alive, though, and I know who he is immediately. I kneel down on the floor where I am and exclaim, “My Lord Aslan!” [Hmm. Well. That's reassuring.]

[I don't really remember how I got to the next scene. I remember attempting to create another portal and finding only darkness on the other side of the circular door because I hadn't been thinking of any particular destination, but I don't remember whether that was before or after the above scene. In any case, here's the next scene that I do remember.]

I'm now outside the building I was in before, walking across a grassy field. I happen to glance down at my feet and notice that I'm barefoot, and that I appear to have an unusually large number of toes, sticking out at odd angles and overlapping each other in unnatural ways, just like my fingers sometimes do when I look at them in dreams. I look down again, and this time I see that I have eight toes in a neat row on my left foot. It makes me smile to discover that toes can exhibit the same odd behavior as fingers in dreams.

I'm very pleased with my achievements so far tonight, but no other ideas for new abilities to try out come to mind, and the sky and the grass are so inviting, so I decide to fly. I kick off the ground with my right foot and take off. I find myself being forced backward by some unseen, unidentified force, just as I have many times before when I've started flying. I move my fists into the position I learned from my dream dad in my previous lucid, with my left fist close to my chest and my right one further away from my body, and move them back and forth relative to each other, trying to use that new technique I'd just learned to gain control over my flying. It works. I stop feeling the unseen force, and begin flying forward.

[That’s the last I remember of my dream.]

I woke up and found myself still in sleep paralysis. I didn’t feel any vibrations this time, though; it just felt like my arms and legs were really heavy, and like I couldn’t move them even if I tried. I waited a few seconds before moving my arms from their position up over my head. I didn’t even remember putting them there before falling asleep. A few minutes later, the feeling goes away.

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Side notes:

I get to check another goal off my list of lucid-dreaming goals! Yay! I really look forward to continuing to improve my intangibility skills. Now that I've more or less gotten the hang of going through things, my new big goal is to get good at defining, creating, and getting into dream environments of my choice.

I've been writing down a bunch of my dreams lately but with finals week I've been so busy I haven't had the time to put them up.
But here's a fun one I had last night.

I'm in some military base like place. I'm with a couple of my college friends and it seems we are assaulting the base. There's also this australian ranger kinda guy with us. Through some blur of events, I end up killing Osama bin Laden. However, we still have to clear out the rest of the base. I start walking towards my new suped up car (i dont know where this came from because I don't even have my car up on campus, nor is it new). Suddenly, australian guy jumps out from behind a crate and starts shooting at me with a pistol. I draw and fire at him and kill him.

I jump in my car and my friends open a hangar door and run inside. I drive in after them in my car and the room is filled with armed terrorists. A massive gun battle ensues as my friends spread out across the hangar. Luckily my car has gatling guns mounted on the front. I proceed to swerve around the hangar, running over terrorists and spraying them with my rail-gun firepower. We manage to finish them all off and I wake up, triumphant.

Definitely up there with my most ass-kicking dreams of all time.

Date:08-25-10
Length: 2 Minutes
Vividness: 6/10

I was at my friend Graham's house, except it was way different looking.
I was talking to his mom, Jane, about a computer game that I was playing, except it had to do with questions about my sex life somehow.
She commented on how my bones were not strong enough and that I should drink more milk.

I had a false awakening into another dream where I was in my room with an alarm clock playing the Hip-Hop radio station 103.3 on my desk.
I reached upwards and turned on the stereo on my drawers too.

-frenchblablabla

09.05.2011

More Fire song (L-DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a FA in my room. I found funny that my L-DEILD technique failed, as it was fail-proof... I decided to write down my dreams, so I went to the kitchen table and opened the microwave for light... but it never opened.

I looked around and my vision was very blurry, found it out but I thought I might be tired. My wife woke up and said what I was doing up in the middle of the night. I told her the Microwave was not working, that I might been dreaming. She told me to stop talking junk and to go back to bed, that the microwave always worked bad (it does on my dreams, lol) I told her that I did not feel awake. I jumped a couple times but did not levitate. My wife got mad at me and started to talk out loud. I showed her my hand and told me, "So, having four tiny fingers is normal for you?" She said, "Yes" and kept complaining I just crushed the door and left flying while my wife was arguing.

It was day now and I decided to fly at high speed. I was about to look for Dreamer when I reached a big home where I met with my brother. I told my brother to compose a song about fire for me, to make my song longer.

My brother said he needed inspiration. I invited him to do pyrokinesis. His hands started to release smoke, but never fire. However, he said:

- Oh fiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeee,
you destroy treeeeeeeeeeeeees,
make them fall
crash some trains
carrying teeeeeeeeees!

My brother said he needed a fire costume. He said he needed to go home to look for one. I touched him hoping his outfit would change, without success. He insisted in leaving. I told him that he was not my real brother as we were not sharing a dream. If he left, he would vanish. He left so I decided to fly away and look for Dreamer when I woke up.

09.05.2011

Composing a song I (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving my car and going to the mall with my wife. It was night, very late, but for some reason the mall was open and full of cars. The cars were driving recklessly and it was hard to park, there were little to no parking spots left.

I parked in a place but I was not well parked, so I decided to park in other spot. I parked in reverse gear so it would be faster to get out when I was back. However, I noticed that after parking, I was parked in drive... I told my wife and she said it was OK. I told her no way, I was parked in reverse. I pointed at the gears and said, "See... it is on reverse!" When I noticed it was on Drive...

I told her I was dreaming, that this was making no sense at all. My wife started complained and got mad at me. She started arguing that I was wasting valuable time. I started to fly and left my "wife" speaking and shouting in the middle of the now empty parking lot.

I took a flight but realized my dream was stable and clear enough. While I was flying I started to recall that I needed to do something that was requested over Dreamviews... I took me a while to remember, until I remembered Rman told me to compose something in a dream. I found it funny because I am not into music at all, and neither into poetry.

I chanted the following:

- Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeee eeeeeee, oh fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
- oh fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, of fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
- great fire, that burns it all
- like the phoenix..... I rose....... from fiiiiiireeeeeeee"

I decided it was good signing and enough. I decided to look for Amity. I got to a big lot with signs. It was day now and I could see on a sign, "This is Amity: We are astrally connected, we always have been. I influence and change my dream world, so you do on mine"

I flew for a while more until my dream started to vanish, so I decided to L-DEILD