non-lucid

03/05/2011
"Out to Clean Up the Streets"

I was on the streets of a suburban area. I have a vague recollection of a few different confrontations, within this setting. First, there was a gang of thugs who kept harassing my crowd. Then, at some point later, there were bomber planes swooping in and dropping ordinance all over the neighborhood area. I became lucid, among all these occurrences, and started messing around with telekinesis, just to be sure that this was all a dream; raising my hand to the sky and controlling the paths of some of these bomber jets with my mind.

Sometime while I was lucid, there was another scenario involving a run-in with thugs. I was with a few friends, and a car pulled into the area, machine gun fire spraying from within. The bullets screamed through the area where we had been standing, and I could feel them tearing into my lower body. It hurt a little, but not enough to take me down. They just left me kind of numb, fighting off the convincing atmosphere, and trying to hold onto my realization that none of this was really happening. I remember running out from behind a hiding spot - which I'd taken up instinctively - and trying to chase them down, being peppered with more bullets as the car sped away. Ultimately, the whole experience was too intense and unclear for me to completely take control and catch up to them. I trailed off to one side, falling behind, still feeling the lingering sensation of the imaginary bullets that had shredded through my imaginary body. I held my hands up in front of me, trying to hold onto the dream, and bringing everything back into an extreme level of clarity while looking at my features.

Time went by, and I was still lucid, having a conversation with some of the DC's I was hanging out with, earlier. I started levitating small objects with my mind, to try to prove to them that I was dreaming. We were in someone's house, and sitting around in the living room and I was getting a little bored, trying to think of something to do. Finally, I said that I was going to go after those guys that did the drive-by, again. One of these DC's was the most vocal about his skepticism of the whole lucidity thing. He said that I was stupid to even try going after the thugs, because he apparently thought I was going to die. I argued with him for a moment, telling him that he was acting just like all of the other oblivious DC's. I tried to explain to him all of the weird occurrences; the gang activity; the bombings; etc. It was all classic dream content. He wasn't buying it. Oh well. The last thing I remember about this moment was picking up one of the DC's little kids, to play with him for a minute, before I left.

Soon, I was back out on the street. I was looking around for the car that did the drive-by, and plotting out my course of action. I wanted to try something new, so instead of using telekinesis as a weapon, or looking for another weapon to take on, I decided to morph my arm into one...a rocket launcher. I had morphed my arm into a blade before, but never any complex machinery. It was almost effortless. I held my arm in front of me, passively visualizing a textbook transformation. My arm began to change and shift; smoothly and organically, in some places, but in sections and compartments, in others. Within a matter of seconds, I was wielding a red and yellow rocket launcher that looked like it was straight out of Unreal Tournament. The visual detail was just incredible. It looked completely unique, yet almost too incredibly intricate to have been made up, on the spot. Since my arm was the weapon, there was no trigger, so I pretty much 'willed' myself to shoot the weapon - and firing it was awesome. With one shot, a swarm of missiles scurried out of the barrel(s), screaming wildly out to a car that was parked on the street. All 3 or 4 missiles converged on the spot and blew the car to shit, lighting up the darkened streets and alleyways around me. I never ended up going after the thugs. I just walked up and down the street for a while, popping off rounds from this bad ass weapon.

Eventually, I had found another group of DCs, and I was showing off more lucid tricks to them. At one point, I drew a door on the wall with a marker or pencil, then I opened the door, revealing another door, inside. I then opened this new door, and found a slender, wooden beam which I slid out of the wall. It turned out to be a few feet long. After that, I stuck my arm in the hole it left behind, and continued pulling stuff out. Can't remember everything that I pulled out of the wall, though.



03/10/2011
Fragment
I was having a 'superspeed' foot-race, with family and friends. We were all crouched at the starting line, and everyone kept trying to cheat; jumping into false-starts and whatnot. I was able to get everyone to calm down just a little bit, but the start of the race was still ugly as hell; everyone stutter-stepping into their run, and no one really starting at the same time.

The actual race was amazing, though. We were tearing across the terrain like Sonic the Hedgehog; running so fast that, even when we got out to the ocean, we just kept on running over the top of the water. The whole thing actually had kind of a Mario-Kart feel to it. In fact, I think one of the characters was actually Mario, at one point. I believe it might have been Todd, but I'm not sure. All I know is that he was on my heels, the entire race.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

There was a view that was partly like a TV view and partly like a scene that I was inside of. The view was of a kitchen. The kitchen looked like it was from a 1950s TV show, like The Honeymooners. The floor, walls, and tables were grey.

A family was in the kitchen. The children sat at the table with a man who was possibly the kids' father, although he may not have been a relation at all. The wife was walking around in the kitchen, possibly getting food ready. The children were all young, less than ten years old. The children and the mother may all have been wearing heavy nightgowns. The man was somewhat professionally dressed, and he seemed to have waxed hair and a waxed mustache.

The children and the mother were all giving the man a gift. They were going to take the man anywhere he wanted to go. The man was surprised by this gift. He put some serious effort into thinking of where he wanted to go. He may have thought of some exotic places. But then the children began playing some kind of weird tag-like game around the man's chair.

The man seemed to be having just as much fun with this game as the children were having. But the man fell in his chair at one point. He appeared to be injured. The children, who had been afraid of the man before, were now afraid of him again. He may have been knocked out, or he may have been dying. But the kids didn't want to be around when the man had regained enough consciousness to yell at the kid.

The kids ran through some kind of weird place that looked like an outdoor scene indoors. The ground was grey and slightly hilly, but it all seemed to be littered slightly with white wads of paper. The kids found some group of parents.

I was trying to make a point to everybody (even though I wasn't necessarily in the scene) that the man wasn't mad. I now saw the man. He was still lying on his back on the kitchen floor, wheezing in and out, barely conscious. He was being tended to by a man and a woman. He was saying that if he was going to go anywhere it would be to St. Louis, so he could see his family again.

Dream #2

I was in some apartment complex. I had come out of the apartment I was in. The sky was heavy with dark clouds, as if were going to rain heavily or as if it had just gotten finished raining. A man and a woman were walking down the steps from a floor above me. We were leaving the apartment at the same time for some similar reason. We may actually have been leaving together.

I saw a huge American Airlines plane flying really low near the apartment. It flew over a deep green landscape, like trees over a rolling, suburban neighborhood. The plane was so low I thought it was going to crash. But it didn't.

I may have needed to speed up to get where I was going. I ran down a stairwell and then did someb weird move where I slid down one of the vertical poles of the complex.

I was now on the ground level of the complex (even though I may previously have been on the ground level as well). I walked around a corner of the building and went into a laundry room. I had to grab my laundry before I could leave.

Some other people had apparently used the dryers after I had put my clothes in them. The dryers and washing machines were actually stuffed full of clothes, as if at least two other groups of people had come in after me and shoved their clothes into the machines without first taking the clothes out that the previous people had left in. It also appeared to me that some people had taken some of their clothes out already. The laundry room was filled with piles of clothes.

I was kind of worried that my laundry had only been partly done. But I began to pick through all the clothes, trying to find everything that was mine, so I could leave. As I was picking through the clothes I found two pairs of panties. The panties looked like they were for a little girl. They were white and made of terry cloth. They had some design of Tweety Bird and some quote in cursive writing on the front. One pair had a purple waistband and one pair had a pink waistband.

I figured I would steal one of these pairs of panties. Probablyb nobody would notice, I thought. I knew the panties were for a little girl, but I figured I could fit into them as well. I may have decided on the panties with the pink waistband. I may have been worried about getting caught while I was stealing the panties.

I was now sitting in some living room. A woman was walking up a staircase, possibly up from a basement. I was afraid to see her, as if it just seemed so uncanny that she could appear from the stairs. But now the woman came down the stairs from an upper floor. The woman was my co-worker, SP. She was wearing boy clothes. She wore a brown, button-up shirt and a round-brimmed hat. She had a suitcase with her.

SP told me that she had gotten all her laundry taken care of and that she was now leaving. She told me that she had even seen my laundry in the laundry room. Something she said implied somehow that she had actually sorted and folded my clothes for me. I asked her if this was true. She said yes. She said that everything was laid out in the laundry room for me. I may have seen everything on a folding table with a fake wood top in my mind's eye.

SP may have made some comment about how difficult it had been to sort my clothes out of all the other clothes in the laundry room, but how she had done it because she thought it that my clothes were important enough to keep track of.

-The first dream I had last night involved about 3 real-life pro wrestlers, but hte only one's I can remember are Edge and Christian. They were doing something, when Story of the Year, the band that does Christian's theme music, comes out and killes Edge. Yeah...

-The other one I remember wa a bit more vivid. This was the second time this happened, but the first time I remembered it. The whole thing is a third person perspective of me on a pirate ship. On the ship I was doing all sorts of cool acrobatic stunts. Sometimes I felt like The Rpince of Persia! Bad thing is, after a while it got repetitive, so it wasn't much fun after that.

Tonight I went to bed after drinking a bit again, and surprise! I only remember one dream. Beginning to see a pattern here.

I dreamed that I was part of a defence team on a spaceship which consisted of what I think was about 15 members, both male and female. I think they all were people I knew, but I'm not able to pick any individuals out. The spaceship came under attack at some point from a force about equal in size to my team, and some kind of battle broke out. After a while, the attacking force backed out, shouting something about the monster. My team later on went exploring through some new areas of the ship that explosions from the battle opened up. What we found was some sort of monster, and we made the decision to fight this monster to try to kill it. The areas around us were some sort of mix between metal and forest. A very lush, green area. As we went exploring this, we encountered some sort of green goo that was apparently dangerous. I don't remember anything else about this, other than that it kept appearing around us. After a while, I apparently decided I had to shower due to being sweaty. So me and some of the other guys showered, while we forced the rest of the team to go to another room. I don't recall much else about this dream.

I also woke up at around 6am this night, after about 5 hours of sleep and decided I'd try to WILD, so I got up and drank a lot of water, stretched a bit, opened a window to cool down my room and then went back to bed. However, as I currently have a really, really painful ulcer in my mouth, I couldn't quite focus on the process of entering the WILD due to it hurting too much. As soon as it heals, I'm going to attempt WILDing a bit more consistantly.

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I was in some sort of room with a funny jacket on. A few people came in and started moaning about stuff. They eventually played this video game against eachother. When the one guy started losing he raged and stopped playing the game. When he stopped everyone else stopped. The dream then shifted and I was in the future, at my school and a few of my friends were with me. The dream went blurry and ended.

Vividness: 10
Realism: 5
Lucid Aids: None
Meditation: 10 minutes

Daily preparation: A few RC's but I was quite busy.

I am in some school play production type of thing, which is also an assignment worth quite a bit of credit. My character is this tough street kind of girl who looks out for and protects her friends. There are three or four other groups who are performing their routines now. I know that we are the last group to perform.

I am getting more and more tense, feeling like I can't remember my lines at all. Not even one line! It's time to change into my stage costume, which is some oversized overall kind of things. I leave the auditorium and go searching around the school for a place to change. I can't find one and end up spending ages of valuable time searching. I eventually find a kind of shower nook, there is a small girl in there, which I shoo out. As I am digging through my bag trying to get things out that I need, I also search for my cue cards that have my lines on them. I can't find them. I wrote the script for this play so I don't understand how I could forget all of my lines! After someone helps me with getting my clothes on, my mobile rings. It's one of the girls from the play. She's all excited to announce to me that I will be performing a solo song at the end of the performance. I freak out, starting to cry, asking her why she thought this was a good idea, who approved the idea, and what the hell I am supposed to sing?!? She seems shocked into silence and I hang up on her.

Bolting back to the auditorium I find that the last group is finishing up there performance. Dream skip and I am up on the stage behind the closed curtain, in my place ready to start the play, but I still don't know my lines!

Dream Lucid Me DC DG

I was in heaven with my classmates. We were in a room with white walls. We were fighting for some reason. Some guards came to stop it, because it was illegal in heaven. Then we were told that we would be given one more change to stay here. We were thrown into a tank of water, tied to poles and a shark was released. The last ones to survive would be allowed to stay. We weren´t really scared, and the two boys in front of me were actually looking forward to this. I could move around pretty much. We saw the shark coming, but it wasn´t a bloodthirsty killing-machine type, it was more like a mother type. And it was intellectual, it could talk (If telepathy is considered "talking".) and it had a female voice. Every time it started coming towards me it would change direction before hitting me. Then my classmates told me that you could teleport between these poles. I did it a couple of times, but I thought it was cheating and stopped. Then I noticed that I wasn´t tied to the pole anymore. Being honest, I rised my hands to the air (Water.) to show it to the guards. The guard next to me said "This isn´t (Can´t remember what.)" I started to climb the pole and the shark followed me. Once I reached the top, I stopped hanging from the pole and sinked to the bottom. I couldn´t do what I was planning for and though I was a goner. But the shark just changed direction again, allowing me to flee. (I think the shark was on my side.) It went on for a while. "Has anyone even been eaten yet?" , I asked from one of the guards. Then I heard a chomp. I looked what made it and saw a small cloud of blood swirling were there used to be three girls. "Not untill now." , the guard replied. Soon after that I woke up.

I was with KA. We were in this giant house. For some reason we had a babysitter, and we were trying to escape from the house. I remember walking into an ornate living room and seeing a random woman sleeping in a rocking chair. We started climbing onto the top of a wall; the roof seemed to just not be there. We walked around on the tops of the walls and escaped the house.

At some point we were at a mall that resembled DM. We were in the bathroom, which was absolutely huge, but I can't remember why. The whole room was white tiles with yellow and blue trim.

This one was definitely entertaining. I quite enjoyed it.

I was in a really small community with people who I referred to as my parents though they really weren't. It was a pretty forest-y area, and quite often came under attack by a family of four bears. The attacks were always non-lethal, and almost playful if the members of the community didn't get so angry about it.

In one attack, the bears came armed with hammers (the father bear had a gun-hammer), and in a frenzy, I chased them into the forest. I eventually got lost and ended up wandering into their home.

It was somehow part tree-house, part cave, and they weren't happy I had entered their home. They tried to fight me and get me out, starting with the youngest bear, the son. He appeared to be a stereotypical cartoon bear and wore a small vest and hat. He attacked with a hammer, and I easily incapacitated him. The mother bear, dressed in only a shirt, came next, and she was dispatched relatively easily. The daughter bear was wearing a sort of fur bikini, and had a much more human face and a round black nose. She swung her hammer around, making it hard to get close to her, but I disarmed her by throwing my hammer and knocking hers out of her hands. She fled, and I chased her down, grabbing her around the waist. She fought back (rather playfully, and laughing all the while), and when I brought her back to the room where we started fighting, I set her down and the father bear (who was the most realistic and didn't wear anything) asked "Why are you in our home? Why won't you leave us alone?"

I replied that it was because they started attacking us, and I just got caught up the moment. We came to some sort of agreement, and they helped me build a rocket ship to leave their home. It was probably the cave segment, being deep underground, and requiring some serious effort to get up from there.

Flash forward about three months (I actually watched a montage of us building it) and the rocket is done. I launch out of the bears' home and come up in the middle of my little community. It's winter now, and my family is remodeling the house. For some reason, everyone is out and about and looking really sad. I walk up to my dad, and he says to go get ready for a party. I walk up to my house and the front door is partially painted and hung crooked in the door frame. I open it and walk upstairs, accidentally brushing against a wall and getting wet paint on my shirt.Then, I get undressed shower. It's about here that I wake up.

I've just realized that the construction of the house at the end of the dream is similar to that of my grandfather's condominium. Altogether a quite entertaining dream!

Still no lucid dream for two days!! Someone woke me up and started talkiing to me so I forgot about half
of my dream details. But here is what I remember.

A series of deaths

I remember being on an airplane with some friends that I have never
met before. Something happend that made us run away and one of our
friends had died and it was 3 of us left. One of my. Friends was so
paranoid and he ended up jumping out the emergency exit off the plane
in midair. We saw him falling to his death through the planes window.
This made my last friend loose it he just sat there dumb struck. And
when we landed he didn't put his seat belt on even though I was
begging him to do so. Then the plane stopped and he flew across the
plane!

Fancy Mcdonalds

Then I remember being in mexico in what was supposed to be my house
over there which didn't look anything like it but somehow it was my
house. I was with family and my gf. I saw all my uncles and conversed
with them telling them how muched I missed them. We sat and conversed
for a while untill nightfall broke in and me and my gf went back to my
house and went to one of the bed rooms. Some kids tried to come in and
one of my cousins stopped them thinking we were having intercourse but
sadly we weren't. We were just talking because she had to get her
license renewed the next day so we had to go back to the states. The
next day we went to mcdonalds because my cousin wanted to go and
mcdonalds over there in mexico was like only for the rich since its
super expensive. So we went and my cousin kept hitting on my gf and
that was agitating me. But we got there and there was like a
performance going on in mcdonalds. My dream then shifted to the
singers manager and how she was getting sued for a guest getting hurt
during her performance. I vouched for her and told them that she
didn't get hurt but was just trying to make a quick buck.

Flaky friends

The next thing I remember was being back in the states in my old house
2 of my old friends were there and 1 I didn't know. We were in my
friend's jorges car and he was talking about how he was doing good in
his geometry class. Then a group of guys came up to us and asked us if
we wanted to be in a fight club. We talked to them for a while and
they left. Then we were supposed to hang out be he decided to leave
and go to the vally. So me and my other friend ernie got out the car
and then he wanted to leave too so he left I went back in my car
looking for my passport and then I woke up.

Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

WARNING: This entry contains potentially triggering adult content. Reader discretion is advised.

Night of April 9-10

I'm walking through an outdoor shopping center somewhere. I'm wearing my white lab coat from work. [It's a costume, not a uniform. I teach in an after-school science enrichment program.] For some reason [that I can't remember now], somebody [possibly one of the handlers of the below-mentioned mascots] signs the end of my right sleeve with a green pen. I'm slightly concerned that my lab coat isn't perfectly white anymore.

A local baseball team mascot walks out of a dentist's office. He has a huge smile made of brilliantly white foam teeth. Seeing him again makes me smile and feel nostalgic, because I haven't seen him in such a long time. The mascot also has a Distaff Counterpart in a much less elaborate, striped, bodysock-like dinosaur costume. There are little kids coming up to and greeting both of them.

Night of April 13-14

I'm watching Franco Zeffirelli's Romeo and Juliet. There's a scene in which Juliet's father, upon finding out what's going on with her and Romeo, rapes her. You can't really see anything, though, since they're both covered by a sheet. The theme song from the movie plays.

Night of April 14-15

I'm at a big party at a house. It's sunset, or just after. The hosts of the party call all the guests to come outside onto the front lawn and sit in several shallow arcs, facing the hosts. I sit down in one of the arcs with a bunch of other party guests, all of whom are actors from various Star Trek TV series, and all of whom are in costume as their characters. The hosts get us started playing a game: We each have to think of the funniest, cleverest Star-Trek-themed pickup line we can, and then we have to take turns sharing them, going in order along the arcs. As my turn is approaching and others are sharing their pickup lines, I struggle to think of something really clever, but I can't. When my turn comes, I say, “Of all the souls I've encountered in my travels, yours is the most... hot.” It's definitely not as clever as most of the other pickup lines that people came up with. [None of which I can remember now, of course.]

Night of April 15-16

I'm trying to fit two pieces of rod or pipe together and lock them in place using an interlocking mechanism that is built onto the pipes. They're very dirty and rusty. I discover that I've accidentally broken off one of the parts that are supposed to interlock, so it won't work right.

I woke up today some time around 5:00 AM, got a glass of water, and went back to bed. The dream began with me walking down a street near my house. As I was walking, I saw some kid having trouble with his bike so I decided to give him a hand. While doing so, I noticed him wearing a digital watch that read 99:99. It struck me as odd so I did a reality check by counting the fingers on my hands, I had all 10 but one was shorter than it should have been so I knew I was dreaming. Once I became lucid, I began to swing around the city like Spiderman for a while. Didn't do much else but it was fun nonetheless. I kept letting go, intentionally free-falling, and then swinging away at the last second before hitting the ground. Way better than any rollercoaster I've ever been on. I eventually woke up and then went back to sleep.

I'm not sure what happened prior to this but I remember being in a big argument with my sister. I tried to keep my cool but I eventually lost it and started yelling. She kept laughing while I yelled, annoying me even more. I'm not sure what I said but she eventually gave me an odd look and I could tell she was about to cry. I shut up for a few seconds and tried to apologize but I woke up before I could. I wasn't lucid during this dream.

Throughout my dream I could "ghost" where I'd leave my body (or the body I was in) and inhabit another. Be it animal or people. In the beginning of the dream I could fly and go invisible too, but usually only when in the ghost state. I could also try to go in to a person to change their attitude.

The story started at a house where someone maybe K found me out, I was going to lead a guy somewhere for fuel for his truck but we ended up at a mall with friends and I took over a mall food kiosk employee and discovered he was second in command of some secret group conspiracy having to do with an old movie. So posing as him I went to help my friends expose the conspiracy. We went to the movie where one friend got in a fight with an obnoxious sociology major, so I ghosted into him and shut him up. Then back to the main guy. Every time I ghosted the person slobbered a bit, I woke up as I was trying to clean up the slobber on the seat.

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[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]K, Was It?[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

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[COLOR="#000000"][/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]Walking home from school with my old friend B

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]We were talking as we used to and we eventually got to the bus stop. Before B got onto the bus I noticed her older sister by the pole. She was hapy to see me for some reason when she asked if I remembered her. [/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"](It's actually been about 8 years since i've seen either of them) [/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]I was thinking for a sec and asked if her name was K, it was.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]If you're reading my DJ, you'll notice that I remember a few fragments of different dreams, rather than 1 long one, it sucks

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