non-lucid

I am driving a moped. I notice that I don't have shoes on so I have a look at my watch to see if I have the time to go back home to dress properly. It's 08.40. Just 10 minutes before school begins. I decide to go back home even though I don't have the time. The next thing I remember is being at the local conservatoire. I dress up. "Now, where did I leave my moped... wait a second, I really don't remember coming here." I begin to wonder if this is a dream. I go out and don't see my moped anywhere. "This must be a dream", I think to myself. I decide to do the Godfather TotY. I run to the road but no car hits me. One car almost does that but the driver manages to brake. I jump on the hood and break the glass. "Are you the Godfather?" I ask the driver. "No, I'm not", the driver responds angrily. I leave the car. ]After walking for a while I see a man. "Are you the Godfather?" I ask him. "I guess I am", he responds. "Could you give me something?" I ask. "'Kay", he responds and gives me two sheets of toilet paper. I take it. I show it to him (or then it was someone else). "Wanna change this into anything?" "I guess I could", he responds and gives me two toilet rolls in a plastic bag. I take them and leave. I see a friend. "How much would you pay for this? It's not used, I think." I examine the rolls. "No, it's used", I correct myself after spotting some stains. "Twenty cents", my friend responds. I give him the rolls and he gives me the money. I jump on a rooftop and from it back to the ground. I'm now at a town square. I walk around for a while, but then the dream fades away.

Took 5mg of melatonin last night mainly to help get me asleep, but it also helped me get lucid apparently.

Lucidity-6
Vividness-7

I'm in my bedroom sitting on the side of my bed. I feel bored. I get up and walk into the living room. As i reach the living room i feel something strange. An odd feeling. I think to myself," This can't be real". I do a nose plug reality check. All-fucking-right. My first lucid in weeks. Alright, i feel like flying. I look up and start going towards the roof. I hit the roof and think to myself, "this is a dream, i can go right through it". I start phasing through it slowly, then faster, and faster until i'm completely through. I fly around some over the trees in my neighborhood. I keep going until i lose lucidity and fall into some other dream that is slightly related to my lucid one.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-7

I'm in the middle of a parking lot type area. I'm in a suit that completely covers me. It is made out of some very strong material as i can't break out of it. There are four different see through areas located opposite eachother along the top so i can see out. I look out and zombies are attacking. I keep looking at different horrors going on in the area. People are shooting at them, trying to help their friends get to safety, but very few actually get out of the area.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-6

I'm at my elementary school. There are a whole bunch of kids hanging out after school waiting to get picked up by their parents or friends. I talk to an old friend about some papers. I have no idea what they were but he hands me some in a folder. I talk to someone else thats around the other side of the loop. He pisses me off somehow and i crumple up the paper in my hands. I throw the papers away, and the person who had originally given me the papers sees me do this. He gets pissed off at me and we almost fight. Before we could fight though, my friend yells over at me and tells me to hurry up as he is picking me up from school. I walk over hop in the car and we are gone.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-7

To begin with, everything i'm about to say is in third person. I was in third person 80% of the time, but it just works if it's all third person. I'm in a house somewhere unspecified. I don't know where i am but i'm around people that seem friendly enough. Someone shows me a skull of a Alien(like from alien vs predator). I look at it for a while. Everyone else has gone off to do something when i notice a lizard growing in the bottom of its' jaw. I take it out and accidentally drop it. It starts crawling for a crevice that would be impossible for me to get to. I grab its' tail before he gets away. I think to myself that i had better kill this thing just in case. I take a knife and slice at its throat. It doesn't die. Some blood comes out. I slice several more times. It's still attached. I take it over a large sink. I slice its head from the body to where only a small amount of skin is still connecting it, and then slice its tail from it's torso. I wanted to make sure this thing was dead. After that i threw it in the sink and thought it was over with.
Dream Skip
I'm with a group of military soldiers and we are hunting down Aliens on a planet unknown to me. It is snowing out over some of the area, and hot in others. We are using a tank, a couple of warthogs from halo, and a few mongooses that are as well from halo. We raid the first area on our target list. We kill several aliens. I kill none as i don't have a decent weapon. I only have an assault rifle. I pick up a napalm launcher though and we head on to the next area. I see where a group of covenant elites are hiding.(turning more into halo than aliens). I shoot 10 or so shots at them. About half of them are dead as the tank and rest of the team wipes them out.
My dream fades here before it can continue further.

Well I was at my high school naked. I had a towel wrapped around me, it was green and white. Minty-looking. I was freaked out, but I actually got kind of used to it after a while. My vice principal walked by at one point when I was telling a joke, and started to laugh. I yelled, "DON'T LAUGH AT MY JOKES MR.STEWART," which is weird because I am suspended from school right now because I said something angry to him after he laughed at me and called me a loser.
Anyways, they made me king or something. There was a stage, and I was on it, and everyone was cheering. I dropped my towel at one point, but they only cheered louder. At this point, people got bored and went home. They left. I started to get my things but I couldn't find my bag. I was kind of upset. But I left anyways to a nearby preschool. There I called for a ride. My mother sent some chick from our house (?) to get me. Well, I started walking to our house. The chick drove past me, so i called home again. Well, my mother told me the girl was a robot and that she would come home eventually. Then I was at some girl's house, I had her phone somehow. She was a hottie, but I decided to just leave the phone outside her door.


I feel like nudity needs to be a dream sign for me. It happens ALL THE TIME.
That's all I remember.

Dream - Lucid

I remember being with a friend I met last semester, Windy. We were outside taking a Data Analysis test. The only way I knew it was Data Analysis was because my teacher from that class was giving the test. It was a strange test; we had to go to different "stations" and answer questions about the stations. It was a lot of fill-in-the-blank. I remember feeling pretty good about most of the test.

Then, Windy and I got to a station where I remember there being a GIANT pair of scissors, and a measuring tape that was outstretched a few feet. Windy was trying to get the scissors to cut, but it was proving to be very difficult, seeing as they were so huge. She finally, slowly got them to cut. They severed the measuring tape. She had to go tell the teacher what she had accidentally done.

At some point during all this, I remember seeing my face in the mirror, and seeing that the right half of it looked weird and saggy. My eye looked really messed up. I started to freak out, thinking my Bell's Palsy had come back. I remember asking my mom if my eye looked weird. I don't remember what she said. I do remember trying to move my face a few times though, and the right side would barely move.

~

I then woke up, and decided as I was drifting back off that I was going to become lucid. I felt my body fall asleep, and I entered another dream.

Windy was there again. It took me a minute to get my bearings, but I remembered I needed to reality check. I did my finger count, and ended up with 8 or 9 fingers. I was dreaming! I said to Windy
"Windy...look at your hands!"
She did indeed look at them, and a look of wonder came over her face.
"I have 6 fingers!", she said.
"It's because you're dreaming!", I replied.
She laughed and said something else, though I can't remember exactly what it was.

I then remember us having to rescue all these people who were in prison who were innocent. We started the mission, but I woke up.

Or at least I thought I did. I was still dreaming as I woke up standing in some room. Some guy was in there with me. He was talking, though I can't remember what he was saying. I closed my eyes and "fell back asleep" into the dream I had been in before and was immediately lucid.

I was outside somewhere. I kept examining my hands and rubbing them together to ensure that I stayed lucid and aware. Sometimes, though, I counted 5 fingers and would have to redo my check.

Anyway, I wanted to walk on some clouds. I saw some light blue and purple-tinted clouds spilling over the ground, and started to approach them. I climbed up the low, spilling clouds as if they were solid. I remember wanting some special boots to walk on them with, and I remember then having them.

I then "woke up" in the other dream again. I "fell back asleep" and continued my lucid dream.

I was then on the ground again, and I think Windy was there. I remember wanting her to fly with me, but I never asked her to. I remember her laughing as I took off. I started to climb higher and higher into the air. I started to feel like I was going too high and the dream would get lost, so I lowered myself a bit and watched the ground below me. I remember seeing lots of clouds covering a pale blue and pale purple-lit land.

The land then started to disappear until there were only clouds. It was then a cloud world-type place. As I flew, I spotted little islands in the clouds. It was a very beautiful sight. I remember trying to land on an island, but I was flying too fast or something and couldn't get my timing right to land.

Another "wake up" in the other dream. "Fell back asleep".

I was then on the ground. I tried to remember some of my lucid goals, but they were so hard to access. I remembered then that I wanted to try to get to Teraluna with my new portal system. I couldn't find a wall anywhere, so decided to try to draw one in midair.

*Sigh*...another "wake up" and "falling back to sleep" episode.

The next thing I remember is we had rescued all of the innocent prisoners from before. I can't really remember how we did it, I just knew that we had done it. I remember seeing some in a cave with some water running through it. Their prison cell was behind them.

~

I was going to have to go to trial...about my mom's oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. I was appealing a decision that had already been made against my mom. Something about the cookies being misleadingly unhealthy or something to that effect. The person filing against my mom? My first real boyfriend's mom, R.

I remember preparing for the case, which was going to take place in my old high school's auditorium on the stage. I remember not understanding wtf was going on, and why R would do this. It was extremely stupid.

I then remember being on the stage, sitting in a chair. I had a lawyer behind me, and R, also sitting in a chair, had a Lawyer behind her as well. There was no judge or jury present, it was just us 4. I remember R presenting her case. She had a tray full of different kinds of cookies. There were a few that looked old and dark brown. I thought those must be my mom's. I thought "Wait...mom hadn't baked cookies for her in months...those must be from the last trial!". I interrupted R and said
"Aren't those cookies from the last time?", to which she replied
"Yes..."
I then yelled
"Then that evidence doesn't count! That doesn't count!"
I remember her trying to go on about how my mom bakes cookies for her every week and a half. I yelled
"Well, if you don't like them or whatever, why do you keep taking them from my mom? Why don't you just ask her to stop baking for you?"
She just looked at me with this sad, pitiful look on her face. She said something about needing the money. I started going into a rage and started throwing things at her while screaming at her at the same time. I remember some small, chubby child with glasses being there too. I threw stuff at her as well. I was fucking pissed.

I then remember being on some ride. I was sitting in a chair as it went through this flooded hallway. It was about to go down one passage, but a voice said that it couldn't, because it was a dead end. It had to go down some stairs instead. It was supposed to pretend to kill you. I remember someone else being there, I'm pretty sure it was Ryan. I had ridden it before, and knew it was all a part of the ride, but he didn't. He thought I was really going to die. I didn't tell him otherwise, I just decided to let him find out.

The chair took my down the flooded stairs. I ended up at the bottom, and pretended to be dead. Something then happened, something involving an airplane, someone trying to act like this puppet thing was real (it wasn't very convincing). I don't remember details of this part. It was really weird. It was kind of like a video game boss in a way.

DJ Log: May 9, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am riding around on a Boss Hoss trike, but it has steel cleated wheels like an antique tractor. It won't go anywhere on the road, but it hauls ass through fields and anywhere off-road.

DJ Log: May 8, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

Note: This one may be a little too juicy for the online DJ, so a once sentence summary shall be posted here...

The most awesome non-lucid dream sex ever, then awakening during the 'grand finale'.

My rich friend and I are shopping in some rich European type store. I tell her I've had enough, I'm tired, and we go to leave. We try to get out of the store by way of this strange exit at the plaza. We must go through the fur coat section, which disturbs me, but I say nothing. We find a ladder we have to climb to get out. As we climb we joke about escape from the privileged life, and she jokes that we are somewhere between many portions of fillet mignon beef. I laugh at this random and obscure idea. She tells me that she realizes now that she was tired of this rich life.

We climb all the way to the top, then slide down some crazy water slide like things that have no water. I get distracted by a girl who keeps going up and down the slides, complaining about her wardrobe malfunctions. My friend is also getting too distracted by the girl. I look at my watch and I'm horrified to realize that it's 19:25, and I was supposed to be on a train to Toronto at 19:24. I was supposed to meet up with my family at the hockey game (strange, as I absolutely HATE hockey) there. I start swearing and having a meltdown.

Me and my friend run full out to the Haubtbahnhof. It's a mess of criss crossing tracks in a very unGerman looking chaotic mess. There are very complex and difficult to understand train numbers which make me feel panic that I won't be able to find the right train. Somehow we find out that I have to wait for the number 10, then transfer to the number 7. We're walking on a glass platform that has a film of water running over top of it, giving the illusion of walking on water. I can see the shadows of fish below me. I take out a small rusk cake and crumble it up to feed the fishes, whispering a spell as I sprinkle it into the water.
Some onlooking French men are curious asking me what I am doing, what is that dust I am sprinkling.

The train arrives now and it looks as though it's passed through a rainstorm. I get the feeling there was a hail storm somewhere. I squeeze into the first very cramped car of the train. It's very dark and close in there. A disabled man in an automated wheel chair departs the train. I manage to find 2 free seats but my friend is sitting a couple of rows ahead, speaking Japanese to some stranger. I didn't realize she was coming with me.

I notice that the train is called "Noodles" rather than whatever it is supposed to be called. I ask the driver and he says we have to get out at the terminus station called Noodles and walk down the train tracks in the underground tunnel to get to the next stop. It's been like this all day, he tells me, perhaps there is construction.

I was walking down a stream and noticed the small waterfall ahead, with clear water. I looked down it and saw that it was a short one of about 15 feet. It was a narrow waterfall, about 3 feet across. Both sides of the waterfall had smooth shiny rocks sticking out all the way up and down. I decided to test my luck, so i climbed down. I was having trouble climbing and I almost reached the water. The dream ended.

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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was standing, looking at my friend Stephen. He said we should go up to the senior parking lot, so we did. The senior parking lot is on top of a hill, and is across from my school. As we walked up to the top, I noticed that Nicole was waiting for the traffic to stop so she could cross the road. We started to talk to her, I forget about what, but she told us that she was also going to the magic show in the main building. We crossed the street, then my friend said that he needed a dollar because the show was $21 and he only had $20. I gave him a dollar, and realize all I had was a $5 left. I figured I could just sneak in, which is what happened.

We stayed with Nicole and watched the show for a few minutes. The guy show was doing the show was really bad. Most of the things involved fire, which almost hit people a few times. The only thing I was impressed by, was how things weren't affected by gravity (which now makes sense).

[This is a catch-up post. I had another good lucid dream on the night of April 27-28, 2011. It took me a long time to get around to finishing the writeup of this, but here it is.]

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

I'm at a meeting of my local community advocacy and action group. It's being held in a big, spacious, public multipurpose meeting room. There are no chairs or tables in the room, just empty floor space. A lot of the people there are wearing our team color, orange. We're electing the new secretary for the group. The election process begins with everyone who wants to run for the position walking out of the crowd and going and standing in a line, facing the rest of the crowd. My friend J. is there, and she starts to go and stand in the line of candidates. I tell her something like, “Oh, don't run for this. You already do so many things.” I'm specifically thinking of choir when I say this. [In real life, J. and I are in choir together, but she's not part of the advocacy group.] I say this to her because I don't want her to get overwhelmed with too many responsibilities.

[Later, different cycle.] I'm walking through House #1. Everything looks gray, dimly-lit and fuzzy. Because of that, I suspect that I might be dreaming, so I do a reality check. [I don't remember what it was; I think it was trying to go through a solid object.] It doesn't work. “Aw, nutbunnies!” I say aloud, disappointed that it isn't a dream.

And yet, a part of my mind is still suspicious. As I continue walking through the house, I decide to try doing the nose-pinch RC. This time, it works. I'm delighted to find that I really am dreaming! Breathing through my pinched-shut nose feels really cool, too. I do it several times, to verify that I'm dreaming and to experience that cool, weird sensation. It's been a while since I've experienced it.

As usual, I'm eager to just explore the world of this dream and see what there is to see, so I leave the house through the front door and go outside into the yard. It's a bright, sunny, breezy day, and now everything is in color, rather than shades of gray. I walk through the front gate and out into the front yard. Standing on the front lawn between the hedge and the liquid-amber tree, I allow myself to be lifted up into the air on the breeze. It's really fun. “Wheeeee!” I say aloud, enjoying the moment with pure, childlike playfulness. The wind blows me into the branches of the liquid-amber tree, which are pointy and scratchy. I return to the ground.

Our brown car is sitting on the north side of the driveway, the side furthest from the front lawn. [I think it might have been the Mazda we had when we lived in House #1, not the Honda we have now.] I decide to continue practicing my intangibility skills by passing through the closed car door to get into the car. As I start to go through the door to the back seat on the passenger side, the door becomes semi-transparent and stretches inward, like a rubber sheet. I get all the way through and feel the door pull away from my body as it snaps back into place. It feels like rubber, too. I'm now sitting in the back seat of the car. “Holy s***, that was awesome!” I exclaim aloud. I'm really proud that I succeeded in going through the car door like that.

I sit in the back seat of the car for a moment, just taking in the realism and detail of its interior and basking in the glow of my achievement. Then, I decide to get out of the car the normal way, by opening the door. By the time I get out, a van has parked on the other half of the driveway, right next to my car, and there are people getting out of it.

I think, Hey, I'm here in the dream version of my old neighborhood. This would be a great chance to go fly up to the top of the baseball backstop in the park. So I start flying toward the park. To get there, I fly above the streets that lead to it. “I’m not exactly going as the crow flies,” I remark to myself. I realize that I'm following the same route to get from my house to the park that one would follow if one were driving between the two points; I'm just following that route out of a habit that was ingrained into my mind in the real world. The thought crosses my mind that I might wake up from this at any moment, but I immediately push the thought away and ignore it, because I want to stay in the dream.

I arrive at the park. “I’ve always wanted to do this!” I exclaim. [Some background for DV readers: As a child, I once came across a book about out-of-body experiences in a bookstore. I didn't buy it, and I was too afraid to try to induce an OBE, but I thought the idea was really cool. I fantasized that if I were ever to have one, the first thing I would do would be to go to the park, fly to the top of the chain-link baseball backstop, and sit on the edge of it. I wanted to do that in this dream because it was something I had wanted to do for many, many years.]

I start flying through the park toward the baseball backstop. My dad is there, and he stops me and shows me a way to hold my arms that will help me fly better and faster. I do what he shows me: hold my arms out in front of me, elbows bent, fists out, right fist in front of my left one. He tells me that I can fly faster by pushing my right fist further away from me and pulling my left one in closer to my chest, as if I were pulling a rope taut. I try it, and it works. During this training session, I notice that I’m suddenly wearing red boxing gloves.

Using this new method, I continue flying toward my goal. It's a long, long way to the place where I think the baseball field should be, over wild, natural terrain. When I get to where I think it should be, there is no baseball field there, just a broad area filled with rocky hills. I spot the backstop among the hills and land next to it.

“What?” I say aloud, surprised and confused. There is a metal baseball backstop, but it's tiny [maybe two feet tall], overgrown with weeds, and covered with the spiky seed pods from liquid-amber trees. “That’s pretty lame!” I say in disappointment. I turn away and fly back the way I came.

I eventually fly back to what appears to be the counter of a sporting-goods store. I land there and take off the red boxing gloves I'm still wearing, and the bicycle kneepads I have on my feet. I then leave the store by flying through the big, high, square window above its front door. Flying through it creates a sort of flashing, ripple effect in the glass, somewhat similar to what I saw the first time I went through glass, but more visible and flashier. I knew I could fly through glass intangibly because I’d done it before.

I'm now flying outside. There is a concrete parking structure that looks a lot like the one at the local mall right in front of me, and there is another park off to the right. I head toward the park to fly up onto one of the baseball backstops there. As I’m making my way over there, I hear the very faint sound of smooth jazz music. I realize that there’s only one place that music could be coming from: my parents’ clock radio. [I notice that the music is playing at normal speed, too – this demonstrates to me that time does indeed pass at the same speed in my lucid dreams as it does in the real world.] The combination of the music and my knowledge of where it's coming from cause the dream to fade and me to wake up.

I had this dream this morning that I was in a cubic world. I could pull sections of earth out with my hands and I also had a shovel and pick axe at my disposal. There was a shelf on a wall in a cave with tiny stone castle on it, and it enraged me, I pulled the shelf over and crushed the tiny castles. It was kind of like minecraft (lol) except that I didn't really have any goals. I was in a small cave just sort of exploring.

LATER THAT NIGHT

I had this other dream that my father told me about a box in our house. It had a box with messages in it, text-only, and that the messages contained secret information about me I might want to read. They were talking about me and putting those conversations in this box, it's upsetting in hindsight, but I was actually eager at the time it happened. The box was wooden and polished with no handles. I saw it for a second then I woke up.

RIGHT BEFORE THE ALARM WENT OFF

I had this last dream that I was getting in the shower. Then I got in the shower and my alarm went off. :l

i remember feeling very concerned about the state of affairs of my family & friends but i was very distracted by the sensory perceptions of brown and sliminess (like brown slimy mushroom caps) i was experiencing.
weird.. woke up pretty confused and feeling like there was more to recall but had to get to uni.

Date: 08-20-10
Length: 5 Minutes
Vividness: 2/10

I was in downtown Santa Barbara with my girlfriend Dakota when my dad came and picked me up.
We forgot Dakota so I told him we had to go back, but he got annoyed.

-frenchblablabla

Date: 08-20-10
Length: 30 Seconds
Vividness: 10/10

I woke up and tried to look at the clock, but the numbers were all jumbled (I should've realized it was a dream).
I asked my girlfriend Dakota what time it was.
She said it was 10:30, even though last night I set an alarm so I could wake up at 7:30.

I got up and walked over to the door, but woke up.

-frenchblablabla