non-lucid

I have no idea what has happened to me this night, I don't even know what was a dream and what was reality.

I have just woken in the middle of the night, I don't know if I'm dreaming or if I really woke up. I remain in the bed for a bit, however I move and blink. I feel a strong earache to the right ear, sort of change in the air pressure, a very high change. It does not pass more than one second that I feel myself literally transitioning in something, I have never experienced anything similar. I'm going through a dark, hypnagogic-like tunnel.

I am lucid already, I am aware of the fact that I have just passed through something really weird, but I don't really think about it. Since I am still in my bed, I decide to get up. There's a floating, glowing red orb in the middle of my room. It is very clear in the darkness, however it doesn't emit any light. I make a reality check, multiple times, I have five fingers on each hand; I also try to fly, it doesn't work; is it not a dream? This can't be possible. I think that I may be astral projecting (even though I have no idea how that works) so I continue with my things.
I don't need to stabilize this, I don't even think about stabilizing at all. Everything feels so real.
I think it would be awesome to try to create an electric wig from the thin air, literally from nothing. I make a crack movement with my hand, assuming that the wig is there. Nothing happens; I attempt to summon the wig a few more times, without any success. I attempt to create a floating fire ball: it's a failure too.

I walk in the kitchen and inspect my surroundings. Nothing is apparently wrong with my house, so I look outside the window. Another orb, with the same shape and glow effect from the red mate, is on my balcony. It is blue. As I turn around, I notice that there's a man eyeing me with suspicion. He looks a lot like Rico Rodriguez from Just Cause 2. He is nervous and angry for some reason; he throws me on the table with great strenght. He knows that I am dreaming, I can feel that he is experienced, a veteran of some sort. Some debris fall from the ceiling, hitting the table some inches away from me. I still don't need to stabilize myself to my surroundings and I can keep my lucidity without any problem.

What are you doing? - I ask him.

What are you doing here? - He says.

I have no idea why he's attacking me, but I try to defend myself by jumping to the sides, since I can't counter-attack with proper spells. He moves his hand to make a crack movement too, does he want to summon a wig like me? Nothing has been summoned. He tries a few more times, he is clearly confused: why can't he summon any spell?
I tell him that I have the same problem and that I think that the light orbs are the cause.

We are going to find out. - He replies, allowing for peace in our battle.



I wake up once again... As I lower my head on the pillow, I feel the earache again; it is followed by the same transition.

This time, I am wobbling between lucidity and un-aware; I am in a large warehouse of some sort... Or a big tent.
Some of my friends are dancing in a corner of the tent, in front of a stage. I decide to join them and dance with them as well. The music I was used to hear in my childhood's parties is playing...
...After some moments, I walk away from my friends and stop in a large, empty area. I attempt to crack the invisible wig to make it appear; a short but successful blue line appears. It follows to the movements of my hand as if it was a wig! Little blue sparks emit from the wig before it disappears. The man I previously saw in the kitchen draws my attention. He beckons me outside the tent, I think he has some good intentions now.

I wake up once again. The lights of the morning shine through the shutters; everything feels as the waking life... I realise that I haven't really woke up during the night because those moments felt like a whole thing within those two dreams. However, there are some small doubts that tell me otherwise.
Was I in a deep dreaming state? I was aware that I was dreaming, but I couldn't for some reason think to the physic plane, nor I was really aware about that.

tried b6 for the first time last night . i did feel something just not sure what. i was so close to SP last night. i finally got to a point that i tried to induce my own dream but it did not work.

had two dream fragments not worth mentioning. My last dream before i woke up was crazy.

I was hanging out with Bill Wild and his crazy girl friend. we went over to meet someone that he knew. the guy lived in an apartment over a shop in New hope. the guy was listening to korn, and had a bunch of blown up pictures he had taken at different concerts, the one of james hetfield and ted nugent stuck out in my mind. the guy was practicing with a pair of nunchuks he showed them to me and they werre made of metal and they were very heavy. he asked me if i wanted to try them and i said " no, when i was younger i cracked myself in the head with a pair". the dream flashed forward we were hanging out in a junk yard with more people and there was a short squat alien off to the side, it did not interact with anyone it ws just there. bill's girlfriend was poking the thing in the head with a knitting needle and smoke was coming out of the holes , first orange and then blue they were all breathing it in. i asked them why they were doing it and
bill said " it expands your mind'
i asked " any bad side effects"
bill said " none yet"

so i tried the blue smoke and nothing happened

after that Bill asked my son if he wanted to try some. I did not know how my son got there, but he is only 12 and i did not want him to try this so i woke up

I start out driving around in my old neighborhood that I grew up in. I am alone, but I am supposed to be a stranger's car. The neighborhood likes weird, such as streets that are too small and doors in strange areas.


Next thing I know I am at work when my boss's sister, who looks like a darkerskinned version of my boss, comes in asking for me to fill a larger white container with flux. I go to the machine room and find an old ex of mine working back there. She gives me what I think is a container of flux but instead alcohol comes out of it, turning the flux into a thick, jello-like substance. We get nervous, but eventually I go to my boss for help.

She comes to the machine room with us and my ex begins to explain what happened, completely lying. I break in and tell the truth, and my boss leaves the room, going outside. I follow her and she tells me she is happy that I told the truth, and has me follow her into the building, but we end up in a parking garage that doesn't exist in real life. She tells me to look at the beautiful artwork on the ceiling, but I don't see anything and just pretend to admire it while she reads me a poem that's suppose to be there.

Soon after I hear someone scream, and my boss and I run to see what's happening. I find my ex standing over her unconscious friend, who is another co-worker. I kneel down and try to get her up, but my ex does and she wakes up. The girl gets up saying she is ok, but keeps slouching and can't walk straight. I help her walk but she keeps fainting, so I eventually I carry her to an infirmiry that doesn't really exist.

Inside I find 2 men. One is playing with a basketball while laying on a couch and the other is at a desk. I lay the girl down on a cot but at this point she turned into a boy. They ask me to check if he/she is dehydrated in a very indifferent manner. I do so by touching their hand. I tell them no and I wake up.

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It's my wedding (sigh, another glaringly obvious dream sign not noticed), we're getting ready, deciding on which jewelry goes with the dress. After asking the girls, we all decide on some small pearls I have. I try on a large necklace with pearls and large flowers on it but it looks really silly. An African woman wraps some dark wooden beads around my left hand. She tells me they are good luck. We fiddle a bit as she wants me to wear them around my neck, but I refuse, and put them back on my hand.

The flowers are a mix with pink gerbera daisies. I take one small one that's fallen to the floor for my hair. I am going to have a quick pee. One of my friends that just come out of the closet wants to come with me and... watch? I say no.

While sitting I can see the guys doing there traditional rooting ceremony. It's like a firing squad but with air rifles instead. This strikes me as odd but I reassure myself that the amo is not live. But then I have doubts and ask the guards to check their amo, which is lucky because apparently the amo they have is live.

I was standing in front of my house at night with my GF. We started to cross the street and I looked up the hill to see if a car was coming. Sure enough, I saw bright light coming over the hill fast. I put out my arm to block her and we stepped back onto the curb.

A white van with writing on it came speeding over the hill fast. I tried to read what it said on the side, but it was too dark and the van was moving too fast. It looked to be cursive writing and a phone number in large black lettering. We watched the van speed down my hill, I was pissed, the hill went back up again at the end (contrary to real life) and it made a right turn (heading towards the garden dog street).

From around that same corner came a black cat with a white chest and faintly glimmering green eyes. It ran to our side of the street and made a b-line towards us. I started to walk back to my porch guiding my girlfriend behind me. I tried to startle the mischievous looking cat away, it was not even slightly intimidated. It sped up. We started to make a break for my front door and the cat shot directly at us putting its body between us and the front door.

As it reached the point of blocking our way in, it shot into the air as if levitating up and past the roof. Directly in front of my face. --I was started awake heart racing. I frantically looked around the room for signs of trouble or weirdness. Zip. I went back to sleep.

At one point I was an exchange student in Scandinavia where I got lost and was kind of stressed out about not knowing what was going on anywhere. I've been watching the Danish version of The Killing nonstop lately.
There was more that I can't remember.
I promise to myself to write them down as soon as I awake tonight, enough of this slacking!

*Originally posted here*

Lately I've been seeing a fox (or maybe multiple foxes, they all look the same to me ) a lot in my dreams. It's a bit of a long read so bear with me.

When I become lucid, while doing whatever it is I do in my LDs, I tend to keep an eye out for crows. I can always ask them a question and they'll answer it, or at least lead me to someone who can.

A few weeks ago (the beginning of March maybe?), I saw one and asked it to show me where Catie (my subconscious/dream-guide/whatever you wish to call it) was since I hadn't seen her in months. It led me to a sparsely wooded area and I thought I saw her walking down a trail. I called her name and followed her for a little while until I saw something orange streak passed. I remembered seeing something similar happen in a few earlier dreams but I had always ignored it. This time, I focused my attention on finding it and after I few seconds I noticed a fox sitting atop a rock.

At first glance it looked more like a wolf with fox-like characteristics (like fur pattern) but after a bit of focusing, it started to look like a normal fox. I realized I was wasting time with the fox so I went back to where I last Catie, hoping she'd still be there. She wasn't so I sat down and tried to call another crow to help me find her. While doing so, I herd a noise behind a few trees and got a mental image (I didn't actually see it with my eyes, just had the thought pop into my mind) of a bear walking in direction. I woke up after that.

That was the first time I really noticed the fox. Ever since then, it's been showing up in many of my non-lucid dreams and every lucid one. Usually I'll see it in the corner of my eye hanging around where ever I am, sometimes when I'm watching tv, sometimes in a picture, and once in a while it'll just walk up to me and try to get my attention.

A few nights ago I had a lucid dream where I noticed the fox and tried to run away from it. It isn't threatening in the slightest, it's actually pretty friendly, I just wanted to see what would happen. It tried to follow me but I noticed it was limping so I went back to check on it. I scooped it up and began carrying it before waking up. I'm not sure where I intended to go, I just picked it up and started walking. It seemed to be happy about that and it started fidgeting. The more it moved, the hotter it got until I eventually woke up with this burning sensation all across my arms and chest.

Those are the only two times I can recall where the fox played a significant role in the dream, every other time it's just been a random dream character that's just there. Had been keeping my dream journal up to date, I could have gone into more detail about each instance but, unfortunately, I haven't jotted anything down in it for a while.

I'm not particularly interested in foxes nor have I ever seen one in real life. I haven't even come across anything as of late that would get my mind to focus on foxes either. These dreams just feel... significant or important for some reason and it can't be shear coincidence that I keep seeing this fox, can it? Is this my subconscious trying to tell me something? Any help is appreciated it. If you take the time to read this post - or at least skim it - and try interpret it, I'll give you the most amazing thing you could ever imagine. It'll even come gift-wrapped with a shiny ribbon.

Normal mw2 match until stange symbols started apearing aswell as people from primary. almost went lucid. But decided to focus on the game lost controll and awoke

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

*This is a very rough draft*


two women, two children, and had my dad been there before what I remember?
we were in a rushed situation (after the tidal wave fragment?)
in a house/cabin on high ground

I realized the two women were abandoning us
i argued about me being left responsible for the children and that we all needed to help
they were in the car about to drive away. I got in.
their hair looked nice, long
one was up in a pony tail
their hair was important to them

selfish, uncaring women
they started to drive off
I fucked up their hair angrily
pulling her band out of her hair and throwing it out the window
doing something else, also rather ineffectual, to the other one’s hair
I started to leave the car to go back to the children

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

*This is a very rough draft*


Waves and Child

in the ocean, swimming around for a while
a ways out from shore
looking below, at the sea floor
Then after a time, I head back toward shore

Jen’s (high school friend) old car in the ocean closer to shore
I got in
a large wave hit it
Jen came
she was upset

I went back to shore, the waves getting higher
a child there too
with me
standing in the water together
i feel protective
of the child

the child says they (boy or girl?) see an octopus wrapping around my foot?
I get scared though I love octopi
think I see it a ways off under the water
I walk fearfully out of the water
the waves getting larger
I'm wondering how large they’ll get
(Often in my dreams the tidal waves grow to become inescapably vast)

the child and I go to higher ground
watch the waves
getting higher
splashing past where we’d been

going to even higher ground
my dad is there with us
a beautiful, panoramic view of the ocean from where we are
we are atop maybe a 300 foot cliff
houses below closer to the beach
water rushing past them in a thin sheet, curving and splashing up the cliff far below us in a big sheet that splashes at its far reaches
my dad is concerned about the waves, scared and determined to do things he knows he has to do about the waves, to help other people
I think he leaves us

This is my first entry and i just want to say that ive had many crazy lucid dreams and i never really wrote them down but this will bring an end to all that.

I started out by trying to do a WILD but got frustrated and knocked out. I ended up having vivid normal dreams and at a point i became lucid for a short amount of time.

Over Drafting in my dreams too!!

I remeber being in a house with my sister during some party she was
having.. there was food n junk food all over the house. We had gone
shopping earlier and we got a lot of junk food and the total was like
300 . Her husband suggested that I help pay for the food, I said sure
and. Was planing to pay 60 because I only had 150 in my pocket. Next
thing I know we r in the car going home and then we are at her house
and the party is almost over. I go up to her with the 60 and she says
its cool I payed half of it with your debt card. I was stunned because
I didn't have money in the bank because I took it out and she said she
would write me a check so. I wouldn't over draft

I own at Call of Duty

The next thing I remember was running around shooting people. Well it
was like I was in a free for all in call of duty. I had a sniper and I
was killing people left and right. Sometimes id shoot them but id
miss. I was tied for first place with 48 kills and I needed a few more
to seal the deal. But I couldn't get that last kill and ended up third
place. Next thing I know

Arms Deal gone wrong

I was in a truck with some people driving towards another truck. Well
I think I was just a point of consciousness witnessing the events.
Anyways was in the truck that was full of armed people. It seems as
though the people around me were selling weapons to the other guys
which where muslim characters. Then we where at the stage for the big
presentation the main seller was in the crowd with the arabs. And
there was 2 girls and one buff guy on stage. The buff guy was showing
off and throwing the guns to the girls and fliping them the main sales
man said for an extra fee he could show them how to do the tricks.

Then I was backstage with the buff guy and one of my friends. I was
there as in my body. We started talking about guns and I was talking
about the sniper rifle I was using earlier and the buff guy knew what
I was talking about and he took one out. We comparied it to the m16
because of the fire rate and my friend was amazed

Then there was something about the main seller trying to have sex with
on of the girls on stage and she was like evil or something. One guy
boned her and ended up being decapitated. Its a blur

Barbecue at Turks

The next thing I remember was that I was in a unfamilar house they
were having a barbecue but I was inside with the owner. He looked like
turk from the show scrubs but he was kinda mixed with one of my
cousins that was kinda weird. He was funny and kept making me laugh.
He then started talking about how the new chappelle show season 5 was
out and how he wanted to get it to complete his collection. I like
chappelle so I stayed with him untill we got it and I wanted to look
through his collection and instead of it beeing dvds they were like
dvd player controlers he had them in bags and told me not to mess them
um or else! Next thing I knew I was out side and wanted to wash my
hands so I walked to the back yard. There was a sponge bob soap
dispenser on top of a car on the trunk and there was these two little
white kids that didn't belong there. There was a van on the street
nearby and their father was standing doing something while his kids
where in the yard.. I grabbed some soap and then the 2 kids (one.
Small girl and a slightly older boy) said that we didn't know how to
take care of spongebob and after I got the soap they wanted some too
so I gave them some and they followed me further into the back untill
we got to the faucet outside for the water hose I turned it on and
started washing my hands. the water was hitting the ground and making
mud and then one of the kids told me look at the kitties! So I look
and there were 2 kitties going through the mud as if looking for
something. The boy said they are hungry and I suggested that they
might be looking for worms to eat. And I told the kids if they knew
cats and dogs eat bugs for the protein. They said ewww.. then they
started washing their hands and the little boy got wet because the
girl couldn't turn off the faucet I scream righty tighty and she
finally closed it. Then right on cue their father comes to us and
starts screaming about how they are gonna be sick because they got wet
and so forth. Then he told me in a sarcastic voice nice barbecue but
where are all the americans. That was a reference to me and the people
there because we r hispanics. And I said we are americans and started
saying stuff about how he was racist but just as I was gonna say other
things I had alot of gum in my mouth and couldn't get it out I
started becoming lucid and woke up instantly

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

From the night before last
*This is a veeeery rough draft that I may or may not get around to cleaning up*


A Boy to Include?

a blond boy joined us
cheap necklace/pendant
I had one in the same symbol too (on reflection, i don't recognize it)
ashamed? that mine was a weak metal
it looked somewhat interesting though
I didn’t mean to make a wet towel hanging high on a hook on the wall fall. caught it and the wrist watch that had been laid atop it, tried to put them back as they were.
I wondered at the dampness near the watch
I was 13-17
the boy was maybe 11
we debated over if he was too young

Happy Birthday
I am at a birthday party, it is a big event. It is the birthday party of my friend Alicia, though it is much larger than any party she has ever had before. I don't know where Alicia is right now, and I don't recognize any of the other guests. I explore the party, which is much too large to be in Alicia's house. I enter a room that is filled with treats of all kinds, cakes, cookies, drinks of all kinds… the center piece is a huge birthday cake. I am walking through the room when Derek Morgan from Criminal Minds comes out of the cake and starts dancing.

I think Alicia will be disappointed to miss that… I continue and find there is an indoor pool at the party, which is so big there is a small island in the middle of it. I think Alicia is probably on the island which is going to be a problem for me to get her gift to the island without getting it wet.

Kobold Attack
I am in a room, or actually it's more of a cave, it is a large roundish cavern with a glowing gem in the middle of it. The gem is about the size of a basket ball and it is floating in the middle of the room with no apparent support, bathing the room in a blue light.

I look at the gem, there are actually rainbow colors moving about in the gem, it is almost hypnotic. There is movement in the darkness around the edge of the room, and an attack comes fast and violently. I realize I am a Paladin, like from DDO, and I am armed with a nasty looking sword. I am surrounded by kobolds, and they are all attacking me. I start fighting off the kobolds. I can see enough of what is going on around me to tell that I am not fighting alone, but I can't see who else is fighting against the kobolds. Whoever they are, there seems to be three of them and they are keeping the crystal in the center of the room covered from the other three directions, so I can just focus on stopping the kobolds from one direction. My armor is very good, and my sword is deadly, I am able to successfully fend off the kobold attacks. Unfortunately I never do get a look at my companions before I wake up.

Crazy Taxi: Burnout
I am at my house, both my mom and I have errands to run. She leaves first, then I follow her shortly later. I notice she has put a lot of stuff out for the trash, so I stop to check to make sure there is nothing there I want to keep. I find a trunk there, look inside, and the thing falls apart. I find a set of sheets I really want to keep, so I put them in my car and then leave for my errands. After I get a short distance I realize I don't remember what errands I needed to perform… damn. I go home. Alicia is waiting for me there. My mom arrives home shortly after. In my room, I realize I need to feed my fish… I have two small fish bowls with male betas in them.

I forgot to feed them… but fortunately they look fine. I open my bottle of food and feed them the last of it, so I know I need to go get more food. My mom tells me not to take my car, for some reason she wants us to take a taxi instead. That sounds expensive… Alicia and I are in the taxi, heading to town. Alicia notices that the driver seems to be driving quite recklessly. I don't mind, since it will get us to our destination sooner. But he is getting more reckless… now it's like he's trying to get into a wreck. I do a RC and find out I'm dreaming, (though I don't really become lucid) this is a game of Crazy Taxi, so I am looking around through the windows for opportunities to get in a wreck. Alicia says the driver and I are both nuts. We get in a massive wreck. He jumps the cab from the top of one parking garage to another one and then we crash into a large fuel tanker, creating a huge explosion. Somehow none of us are hurt, but the explosion is awesome. The driver has had enough, but I want to play more. I jack a car from the parking lot we crashed in and take it out, aiming to get in more wrecks. I hit a few cars and then crash into someone's living room through the front window. I look around and I see Abby Shuto from NCIS

standing by a couch, she doesn't seem to notice the car that just crashed into her living room. There with her is Beetlejuice from the movie Beetlejuice.

That is a strange combo… Beetlejuice hands Abby a bouquet of black roses, with a hopeful look on his face. Abby is upset about something, however. She grabs the roses from him, tears them apart, and throws them back in his face before storming off into another room and slamming the door behind her. Beetlejuice looks totally depressed as he come over near me, finally taking note of the car in the living room, he says she'll never forgive him.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

From the night before last
*This is a rough draft that I may or may not get around to cleaning up more*

There was a slow, tribal, quiet, calm quality to this dream, like the feel of winter. I felt more a part of everything, to the extent that my identity’s separation from the other people in the tribe was vague, as if I was all of them, except the young woman leading the horse.

One horse knew the way back to our yearly (sacred, I think) place. No humans knew. we all followed. the horse (Neil was his name?) was in front, without a person riding. someone walking besides him so that he would be able to lead. the person still held his reigns loosely. the rest of us on our horses. A very long trek, at least a day.

We realized we’d lost them. we sped up. Lots of deep snow around as we walked the trail. Then we went downhill a little and it felt like we were in another land. the trail disappeared. Widely spaced, tall trees. The snow looked like it had been blown in exceptional ways. So thin with large mottles on wide scalloped shaped indistinct paths on the ground, like when it is blown off the road and looks like mottled smoke. That magic feeling I get in dreams, where the beauty infuses me. We were there. Or very close. Still looking for the head horse and his companion. Searching, searching.

After a while of concerned searching, concentrating on which smoke-blown path felt right, I saw them coming down one of the paths toward us. The horse was hurt.

We went over to them and we saw how badly the horse was hurt. A wide gash to the bone in its front right thigh. Then I saw the leg was missing below. There was a metal plate inside the gash. The girl who had been leading him said she put it there for the horse to heal, but it wasn’t going to help, we knew. The horse had been given an antibiotic but that is not what we called it in the dream. We inspected the gash and went to touch the metal to pull it out so it could heal properly but the girl warned us that it was so painful and infected to the extent that the pain would make the horse go crazy. We understood and sat back, waiting for the antibiotic/pain medication to take effect so we could treat the horse. The horse’s leg had been severed completely (under where this deep gash was?) On reflection (though perhaps it was the calm quality to the dream) I/we felt sadness yet acceptance as well. Something of a treasure, sacred and deep, was potentially leaving us.