non-lucid

spur of the moment i wanted to go from vegas to san deigo on foot like a boss. lots of rattlesnakes I was only afraid of getting bit by one, or a scorpion. I couln't make it in time on foot, steve had a car to get out of the city quicker recurring scenery, turned out my friend was the one who had the adventure not me. I think it was more of a time issue, rather than fear of serpents insects(though definitely afraid of them), time just seemed to move so fast in this dream, as if time was saying no way your going to do this.

I was in a dark room, with my parents, and a bunch of people I don't know. I'm trying to show them a video that I recorded on my camera. The movie shows 3 small gnomes, with red hats on, walking on the sidewalk. My parents, and the others don't believe that gnomes exist, but I insist that they do, and that I can prove it. Somehow the movie has been deleted from my camera, and I rationalize that it must the the gnomes that deleted the movie from my camera.

I briefly woke up, and the got into the dream again.

I'm at my parents house, and I'm still trying to convince them that gnomes actually exist. I walk into the bathroom, and my cat, which died years ago, comes in. It starts talking to me, and I ask it if the gnomes really exist, and it tells me that yes, they do. I ask it if it could convince my parents that they do. It says sure, and we walk to my parents and my cat explains to my parents that gnomes really do exists, and they're suddently convinced.

Now that's one crazy dream! I have no idea why I didn't realize this was a dream

Jacob.

I started out doing what I was doing before I fell asleep, which was working on homework for school on my roommates computer. Only I am on her computer in what looks like an elementary school classroom. With a whole bunch of desks you can put things in. My boss (irl) Charlene and friend from school (irl) La La are randomly there too.

Suddenly Larry C. (friend from school irl) runs into the door way armed with some kind of weapon that looks like a taser, Charlene and La La seem to know exactly what is going on and start running for the door. Before they can get there Larry fires hitting all of us with some kind of medical suction cup and begins electrocuting us.

I fall instantly to the floor in horrible pain, writhing as the jolts go in waves through my body. I the suction cup begin to get warm, hot, and then start burning. Soon my whole back is hot, and my muscles are so tense they feel like they are going to snap. La La begins to say how she can not believe that a "Burn-y" is so intense. I figure she has been shocked more than once, and that this is not even the worse of it.

It seems to go on for minuets but finally subsides, leaving me as an exhausted, fried heap. Charlene is up in an instant and grabs me saying "Get up we gotta GO!" I can barely move my body at all but force myself to my feet. She begins to put me towards the door but I resist saying "No I have to eject my hard drive first! I can't leave yet!" She lets me go to the computer and eject my drive. They keep giggling at me in almost a mocking way. I realize they are laughing at me because I am white.

After I get my drive we run out of the room and down a hallway. I start hearing small beeping noises as we are walking, and think that there must be motion detectors along the floor. So I jump and begin to glide through the hall way using my arms to keep myself buoyant and to steer.

We leave the building to see the entire "gang" (or whatever) that is trying to attack us. I jump again and try to gain distance above them, but I can't get enough air. I am high enough to stay out of reach as everyone grabs at me but I am sinking in the air.

I end us where the leader is. He is much larger that everyone else and quickly snatches me out of the air. He holds me up by my wrist and gives me a look. I know he wants to break my fingers so I begin to try and wiggle away.

That is when I wake up.

Dream - Lucid

I was in some medieval castle in medieval times. I was someone else, I remember I had a different name, but I can't remember what it was anymore. I was with two other people. At first I thought I was a man, but then maybe I wasn't, I can't remember for sure. I was still me, in a way, but different...if that makes sense. I was me in a different body in a different time.

Anyway, the two other people I was with were killing themselves by taking a sword and slashing it through their stomachs. It would leave 3 gashes, which slowly bled out. I had to do it for some reason, but I didn't want to. If I was going to do that, I'd want to make it quicker than bleeding out so slowly.

Then, an executioner approached me with a giant ax. The ax had some sort of protective cover on the blade that could be removed. He asked me if I just wanted to be beheaded, and I said no. That wasn't how I was supposed to go out.

I don't ever remember slashing myself with the sword, but I guess it happened somehow, because I remember bleeding out slowly and becoming lightheaded and woozy from blood loss.

~

I remember being in a very small liquor store with Ryan. I was sitting in a shopping cart, like where a child would sit. I was already drunk. I asked Ryan to find some Yellowtail Riesling. He looked, but said
"They don't have it."
I said
"Ok, just get some sparkling wine then."
He looked.
"They don't have that either."
I told him to look in the refrigerated section, but then got up and did it myself, searching for a bottle. Man, this liquor store doesn't have anything. I didn't even see any vodka, mostly it was just beers.

I then remember Ryan picking up a bottle of gin. It looked old and antiquey. The store owner said something about it being an antique. It looked like it had some weird filtration system built into it. Ryan asked me if it was ok if we got the gin. I said yes.

~

I was watching something on live TV about the Japanese bombing my town and college. I remember seeing a view of their radar system, which was like a blue, slightly fuzzy 3-D picture of the town in the POV of the aircraft dropping the bombs. I remember seeing them bomb a computer lab on campus. I saw the damage of the building from the inside. I wondered if everyone had escaped. They never announced any casualties on TV.

I remember asking my mom whether or not our home would get bombed. She said that we were in Sector 1, and the Japanese had declared war on Sector 5. She did say, however, that they had originally declared war on Sector 1.

May 3, 2011

Non-lucid, fragment

I am in a classroom at school. I walk up to the board to write down some notes. When I sit back down, my teacher is rolling around the room in his chair, and a large amount of glowing dust is floating in the air, much like the compound from a glowstick when you break it. My friends and I walk around during the lunch break.

My next lucid must be sometime soon, as it's been a while with just non-lucid dreams. I'm feeling overdue for a good lucid

i was offered a job i in some kind of institution for kids and grownups, where they practiced som kind of rehabilitation program.
i waws only going to be the nightwatch though. i remember the place to be fine building, but in the night it sure was showing it darker sides, as was what i felt. the leaders and teachers as they were called, had a very strange way of punishing the population, in a way i dont want to speak of. I confronted the leaders about their ways, instead they punished me.

I have been taking a long break from Dream Views, and dreams in general, not intentionally, I just got lazy I guess. But when I had this dream, I had to write it down, and I figured I might as well write it down here too.
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I am on the pathway I often walk when I walk to school. The stars are out, and there is a woman with me. we are talking about spiritual things. we get to the end of the pathway, and the stars become much more visible as we emerge from the obstructing hills on either side of us. she says, "do you see that?" I look at the stars, and see a black outline of a figure. I look at it for a longer period of time, and it becomes more defined and detailed. I see the figure in full detail, the woman says it is my future self.

It looks to me like a male angel with black wings. It is hovering above a large body of water. It slowly floats downward, and lands on the water. the water becomes brighter, and begins doing something... bubbling? but the vision ends and I am snapped back to the clearing with the woman before I get a good look at what the water is doing.

the woman is in the sky now, lining up with a constellation, the one that seems to have triggered the vision, I notice that she is drawing some sort of box in the stars, about to show me something else.

I say I need to go to the bathroom, she hesitates, saying somthing, but I Retort, "When Cavemen went to the bathroom, they wanted their privacy too." and I left for a bathroom, then I woke up.

(I think she was going to show me something about cavemen, hence the random remark)

Me and this random guy are looking for our estranged fathers. We're in some retreat kind of place for people who are looking for lost family members. In our research we discover that we actually have the same father and are in fact brother and sister. We plan to track down our father together and tell him who we are.

We do find a man whom we know to be the one we've been searching for, we succeed in getting him to come to the retreat often, and we get to know him well. He looks a bit ZZ Top-ish, with a long white beards and glasses that always hide his eyes. I get the impression he's a trucker or something, and his accent is American, which is odd to me.

My brother is supposed to be around a lot more than he is, but he's gotten involved with some sort of television reality show like Pop Idol or something. Because of this, he is always busy and never around to help me with the plan anymore. I decide that I am tired of waiting around for my brother, I will tell our father who we are on my own. I decide to construct an art project and give it to the man as a gift, but the twist is that the art will be of an obvious sort that will send the message that the receiver is, in fact, my father. I create the piece and it ends up incredibly random (has a hockey stick in it?!?) but dream logic tells me that he will know what it means.

I present the artwork to my father and his reaction is not at all positive. He is defensive, confused, angry, and yet he does know what it means. I tell him about my brother, his son, as well. It does not go over well.

I do actually have an estranged father, but he is actually British and not American. Interesting what my subconscious came up with as my father figure. ZZ Top? Lol!

I "woke" up and saw my room was bright with sunlight. I looked at my phone clock and it said 7:36. I then got worried and was about to wake me parents. I looked at my phone clock again and strangely it was 8:06. I thought it was weird but was to worried about school at the moment. I then woke up.

I am an omnipresence for most of this dream, as well as a character in it
There is a girl in school, not really sure of the age, maybe 14 or so. She's not very feminine looking, for this reason she gets teased mercilessly by the boys. She has to take a sex education course as part of her required courses, but she starts to miss her classes. The teacher feels it would be better for her to talk to one of her fellow students, so he sends me out to find out what is going on with her.

She tells me about her problems with the boys, how they tease her and call her names. While we are talking some kid chases after her and makes a big show of cutting off her hair, making her look even more masculine. She's very upset. Another student is sent to help her, talk to her, a pretty and popular girl. Over a short time this girl student makes her way into the trust of the tortured girl. As a sort of half baked "test", she decides to make a pass at the butch girl to see how she will respond. Rather than push the popular girl away, the butch girl reacts passionately, fully into making out with the pretty girl.

Shocked, the pretty girl pushes her away after she's felt something pushing against her that should not be included in the female anatomy. The butch girl freaks out, crying out of shame and embarrassment. Now the whole school will know her secret.

It is revealed that the butch girl's parents made their daughter take hormones and undergo a cosmetic procedure to change her into a girl when she was a baby, but she was actually born a boy. She feels betrayed by her parents but finally free in a way to finally know the truth.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a bedroom that had a window wall revealing a hallway like an office hallway. My boss may actually have been in or just beyond the hallway. Some thick, grey curtains were mostly drawn over the window. But there were still some places where people could peep in.

The bedroom was huge and it had a really big bed in it. I had a pillow that was as long as my body. I sat with my back to the foot of the bed and my knees drawn up to my chest, cuddling the pillow. I came up with a sexual fantasy with two lesbian women. I thought I'd act out the fantasy with the pillow.

For some reason my boss and a colleague of his came to the door. I opened the door a crack and said something or other to them. They walked away, but I wasn't sure they weren't coming back.

I got in bed with the pillow. I may have had some small device on which I could watch lesbian porn while I was acting out my lesbian fantasy on this pillow. But I was kind of afraid to get started. I didn't want my boss to come in and see me.

Dream #2

I was in a place that was like a college bookstore, a supermarket, and the children's section of the library all mixed together. The area was crowded with young people who were sitting at tables. I was sitting with a couple young guys.

This was something like the first or last day of classes of some kind. If it was the last day, we were also being prepared for the following year of classes. A woman was engaged in calling each of us out. She was on some kind of speaker system. She sounded nice, kind of young as well.

The woman called out some guy who sat at a chair and used a grocery store conveyor belt as a table. The guy was skinny, with pale, olive skin and a shaved head. He wore a grey and white striped hoodie. The woman said something about how the guy had gotten his last mark of development in 1999.

The guys at my table groaned a little. One of them said, "1999? What's that guy been doing for the past ten years?"

I looked down at the floor. I thought, Well that's not too different from my situation. I can't criticize the guy.

Dream #3

I was in a grocery store. I may have been with a couple of my "friends," who were Latino. One of them may have been wearing a red hoodie.

I went off by myself to find paper cups and plastic sipping lids. I seemed to have a lot of trouble finding them. I ran into a cute, blonde worker who wore a 1960s style store mini-dress and wore her hair up in a loose, 1960s style. I told the woman I couldn't find the paper cups. She said she'd help me find them.

We walked left down one aisle. Halfway down the aisle I saw the paper cups and plastic lids. I ran to them. There was only one sleeve left for each thing. I pulled them off the top shelf. Each sleeve appeared already to have been opened, and half the stuff was missing. But I figured this was good enough.

I thanked the girl, who was now Bridgette Bardot -- and naked (?). We had apparently worked on some films together, so we walked along the store aisles, talking about the times we'd had together.

As we walked along some back aisle, which opened out to more of a department store area, like a display of furniture, I started having touble with dates. It seemed like I was trying to pinpoint the start of Bardot's career, as if I had been there. But Bardot's career "had started" in 1967, which was a decade before I was born. It didn't make sense.

Dream #4

I was an attractive, blonde woman. I was naked and in a hotel room with a black man who was maybe in his forties. We had probably just finished having sex.

I walked out of the room. I was dressed and was with "some of my girlfriends." We were in some small, fluorescent-lit room, like a coffee break room. I was laughing with the girls about how I would have to break up with this guy now, and how I was afraid he would just think I was playing around with him.

I was back in the hotel room, naked. There were two beds, and only one table lamp was on. I lay on one bed, drinking from a bottle of Coke. It was a 20 oz., but I had for some reason also gotten a 16 oz. bottle. I lay on my stomach. The man was somewhere else, maybe in the bathroom, at first. But he walked into the room as I was talking.

I was trying to tell the man as nicely as I could that I didn't think we were made for each other. I eventually sat down on the floor between the two beds, trying to drink from both Cokes. The man sat down on the other bed. He was probably wearing boxers and big, nerdy glasses. He had black and grey hair.

The man already seemed to understand what I was getting at. He chuckled a little bit. He took both Coke bottles out of my hands. He stood them on the bed with him. I realized I hadn't shared any Coke with the man. The man looked at the bottles for a moment, then handed me the 20 oz. bottle, because it had less soda remaining in it.

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There was a warrior man and a female archer deep within a forest. They had long been rivals since before I spotted them. They did not want to talk they wanted to fight. The archer let off an arrow and quickly the fighter grabed it with both hands right before it would go through his heart he then charged her and she fired again. This time the man dodged. To bad for me i woke up before i knew why they fought and who won.

I had another uncle his wife and his daughter we all conversed like family. I had a nice feeling about my family there. My uncle after a long visit knew I would be departing and as a departing gift he split a big sandwich with me, it was ham and cheese with lettuce and spinblend. Then I departed. As I woke up for the first time i felt sad about leaving a dream behind as if it where real. My uncle seemed so real and seemed so filled with kindness beyond most people I encounter on earth. Everyone seemed so real. I hope i can see them again and learn thire names lol.

The first dream starts off where I and some random people are picked out to test the portal gun. We go through all the tests normally. I have to say though, it was pretty fun and make sense when I think back. The last test I can remember had me jump really high up to get to the final location. What's odd is that when I jumped up and down, the feeling would normally wake me up, but this time it hadn't. I was just jumping up and down before finally landing on the platform and going through a door. That's when I woke up.

After falling back asleep, the next dream had I remembered was leaving my house to go to some other place. I had taken the local highway out of Tucson and began on my way. Except there was something strange, I wasn't in a car at all. I was flying. But what was weird was that I didn't actually have a body, it was kind of like typing 'noclip' into a game and flying around like that. I had gone up a couple of hills before coming to a billboard where I rested. I then looked at the time and noticed my watch wasn't working, and being in what was pretty much the middle of the desert, I decided to fly off the road in hopes of trying to find a watch repairman. One thing that I remember about the setting of where I was at, was that it was at dusk. The dust in the air had this golden glow that shined on all of plants.

As I continued, I had come across this house that had a few people living in it. It looked like any normal house with a nice front yard. I remember talking to the owners where they handed me a pamphlet of some guy you traveled around the desert repairing watches. I went outside thinking to myself, "How in the world was I supposed to find this traveling watch repairman in the desert?" As I continued to travel in the direction that I was traveling in before, I came across this wooden house. Inside it lived an old lady who gave off this creepy vibe. Things get stranger when I hear a loud crash and a giant mech sort of thing starts fighting with the old lady and the owners I had just recently talked with. The old lady puts a curse on the mech before being crushed and one of the owners is knocked unconscious. After which the mech explodes leaving behind it's weapon which I run up and grab. But because this weapon has some sort of tracking device on it, a person up in an alien space station disables it rendering it useless. So, I wait a while before heading back feeling guilty about the whole situation. I get back to the house to find that the resulting explosion had destroy both the old lady's house and the original one. It was sad to watch as I saw one of the owners hug the other one who had been missing her legs and the rest of their family and roommates comfort her.

After that, I decided that I should be on my way. I flew back to the billboard before continuing on the road. I recall that this experience was a lot more appealing considering that the old dry desert gave way to a lush, forest type area. There was a river at the bottom and a couple of waterfalls on the side of cliffs. It wasn't flat, it was more mountainous. It was a nice little town that had adapted to the cliffs, although there were some roads that did lead to the top of the mountains where there were either more buildings, or parks. I remember being in a car at this point driving over dams that served as the towns electric provider that had water going over the top rather than the bottom. I also remember the radio being on some 80's station as David Bowie's "Let's Dance" came on along with "Sweet Dreams" and "Girls Just Want to Have Fun". Which surprisingly, now that I think about it, it sounded pretty clear and accurate in the dream. The dream concludes as I drive up to a park that has a sign that says "Assembly Park".

Well, this certainly concludes the long dry-spell that I've been having. Although I can't believe I missed the chances to become lucid. Although overall I feel pretty happy about this despite the fact that I've been sick this past weekend. xD