non-lucid

Last Night's Dream:

There was this long complex part about geocaching. I remember at one point standing on this very high ledge on this cliff. I looked through a thin spot and saw a ledge under our ledge. It made me feel safer.

There was this guy with me. He had dark brown hair and wore an orange shirt. He was helping me in some way. At the very end of the dream I leaned to him and gave him a little side hug to say thanks. It felt so good. (Why do dream hugs feel so amazing?) As I pulled away, I decided that I had to have more. So I said to him something like, "That felt so good. I have to do that again." And I faced him straight on this time and held him in my arms until I woke up. For some reason, this dream stuck with me for a long time after I awoke. It seemed so significant

Okay, I'm pretty new to this site, so I'm just gonna document some of the bits of dreams I can remember.

I remember having one where I was a viking. I don't remember anything besides the badass action.

I had another dream that was Legend of Zelda-esque, like a mashup of Majora's Mask and whatever else I concocted. I went around helping people in town, and I finally went to a dungeon to fight a boss. I walked through it pretty easily and at the end I found this sword that was nothing but a poorly wrapped handle and a beat up blade. When I grabbed it, it felt incredibly light, and then I went to fight the boss. He was this massive spiked roly-poly thing, and he started attacking me. When I first swung the sword at him, it turned into this amazing, shining blade with an incredibly elaborate hilt made of gold and set with all sorts of rubies and emeralds. After a few hits with the blade, he turned into some guy who was reminiscent of Ganondorf, but bigger. I killed him with the sword and promptly woke up.

There's a dream I had when I was probably about four or five years old. It was short, and it was this wolf-man thing chasing me up a hill. There was a shed at the top, and I thought I would be safe in it, so I hid inside it. Then, when I turned around, he was right there behind me. I woke up shortly after.

My favorite of these (and one that actually inspired a fantasy project) is one where I had these red tattoo things on my arms, and when I touched them, they allowed me to sprout wings so I could fly around. I don't remember much besides the actual flying, but it was incredible.

This may have something to do with the vacation that I'm taking in a few days. It occurred during my evening nap and seemed to be episodic. I'll attempt to get at it from the beginning. It had a pretty good chronological order:
At a luxury building which seemed to be some sort of resort, Mike, my dad, Jerry, and many others who I didn't know, were staying. The first episode didn't have an exact beginning. I remember being in a large group and walking on a gravel road as well as in a hallway with windows through which you could see out onto a large lawn. I also remember being with just Mike and seeing my dad in this hallway. He gave some sort of instruction to us. From there, I believe the dream moved on to the next day. In what felt like the morning, I explored the second story of this resort by myself. It appeared to be like a restaurant with the appropriate tables and bench seats but it was more of a hangout. The people there were mostly young like myself but there were also adults who seemed to work there. There were TVs on the walls and windows out of which I got the feeling the same lawns could be seen. There was a counter-like thing running through the middle of the room and a sort of random wall from behind which a line of people extended. I never saw what they were getting but I assume it was food. Now, the strange thing about this island-counter-thing is that it had sinks as well as urinals. They were just out in the open. I'm not even sure if this section of the restaurant hangout was exclusively for guys... Moving on, I went to another section, walled off, where there was a medium-sized bar with a woman in a white shirt and black pants and a pony tail working behind it. Beyond the bar there was a bathroom with a line of 3 girls waiting to use it. I think I remember now! The people in the previous room were lined up for private restrooms because everyone was too embarrassed to use the ones out in the open. It had created a traffic jam. Back to the room with the bar, this is sort of where the second episode comes in. I remember it having a name too lol. It was named after these twin sisters which I'll get to in a second. In the room with the bar, I met up with Mike. Together, we went to The hallway where I knew our own bedrooms were. We never saw them but we started looking for one of our friends that we had met at the resort. I thought we were looking for a guy but turns out we found these twins at the far end of the lawn outside (where the dream skipped a little to). They were playing with a really big blue frisbee and I think they were wearing blue themselves. Mike was clearly trying to win the girls' affections as I recall us joining in with their game. Somehow there ended up being more than one frisbee. This is where Jerry came in. He showed up with another girl, probably his girlfriend. We all walked down the road a little to the corner of the lawn where the gravel road forked 90 degrees towards the resort alongside a hedge row and away from the resort behind that row. We sat at this corner of the lawn on the gravel in front of the hedgerow. For some reason, there were electrical panels in the bushes. I pulled my nintendo DS out of my pocket and plugged it's charger into one of the electrical panels. I proceeded to open the device where I could see it's own inner electrical panels. I then did something scientific to it and shut it up again before the dream ended.
I was lucky I didn't forget this one. I was on the verge of forgetting the whole thing when I was like: "wait, i just had a dream!!!" Sat back down and remembered a good deal, so I'm happy

I was at my grandma's house and it was some school event. I was on my iPad and I found some secret way to get to Facebook even though I wasn't allowed but then I was gonna post something. But Kristen started walking towards me so I quickly turned it to home screen and she came up to me and I said, "I'm in Mail!" (An e-mail app.) Then I went upstairs and went on the computer but it was not where it was normally at. I wanted to get a peice of gum out of my pocket but I kept forgetting. I remembered again but I once again forgot. The I was going to the bathroom but there were 3 or 4 cats in there so I had to kick them away. Once they ran out there was a big yellow spot on the carpet so I'm like, "What the heck!"

I was watching my dog in my backyard, Brandy. She was barking at something behind the yard and then I turned and in the slider door, I saw a reflection of some boy video taping her.

I was on some bus that you would see like in Australia. Emily was there and she stuck her foot out. It was in a sexy blue sock and I was rubbing it. Then she started to rub my *lower area* and it felt soo good. (Could've gotten worse if I was lucid... haha )

I don't remember all of the dream, mostly this part just flashed into my mind today, thankfully, wish it had been more though.

We were in our house, me and my husband. I had realized that we had forgotten to feed and water our dog, a little chihuahua. It had only been a day that I had forgotten, then I noticed this large crate and found my other dog, the malamute. He looked as if he had been starved and he was very pissed off at us, particularly me. I tried to feed him and soothe and comfot him, I felt like shit. But when I let him out of the crate he just walked out with this sad and angry expression on his doggy face. He also looked very old.

(I've had both these types of dogs in my past, but we don't own any animals at the moment.)
Crazyness.

I really wonder what the hell this dream means...

I was sitting in maths with my english teacher teaching me, I eventually started to panic for no reason. A girl named A was sitting in a car on the school field hooting.

Dreams signs: my junior school
Length: short
Vividness: 10
Realism: 4

I am at school trying to find a place to change for PT. A teacher comes past and tells me that I may not use the changeroom due to a recent incident. It begins to rain as I wall up to the gate. The workers are complaining about something. Eventually 17/18 were happy but one still complained. After a while they all agreed and were offered a lift home.

Dream signs: school

Lucid aids: subliminal lucid 2.0

Realism: 4
Vividness: 8

These are just fragments from the past few nights:
-Dreamed about reading a 5-inch-thick application manual for college.
-Dream about a tea-drinking contest.
-Dreamed that the school band went to a restaurant on a trip. I ate mac & cheese. The band teacher stood on a chair and told us all that we were going to sing for something.
Still working on my recall -_-

Well I had a quick, but memorable dream last night. So here it goes!

I approached the front of an older home with a large porch and walked inside. (may have been "my home") I picked up a nail about 3 inches long and hammered it into my right index finger. Like, through the bone towards my knuckle. I even made sure the nail was flush with my finger tip. I then walked out onto the front porch and pulled the nail from my finger and I could see the "tube" under my skin where the nail had been. I then saw the blood flow from the bottom of said "tube".

So I guess this is the literal finger nail? Odd stuff.

I am in a large, paved area (an airport, I think). There are large halls and my room is in one of them. I get a pink, silky shirt from somewhere. I put it on and go to bed. The shirt is a little too tight. Soon I get up, take the shirt off. I check the time. It is 09.00. I get confused, because I thought it was night already. I go hiking to the mountains near the airport with some other people. The next thing I remember is a forest. We are walking on a path. About 10 metres below is an iron plate that I remember from another dream. It shows the landing time of an UFO. We continue past the plate. Soon we come to a TV set. I ask everyone if they are ready. Then I push a button on the TV. An energy field or something like that traps us. An alien appears and I become lucid. I freeze time. And teleport away. I had decided to do the Star Wars task when I went to sleep. I summon a spaceship around me (aren't they x-wings?). I see the death star. I fly there and follow the corridor. I shoot the torpedoes and they hit their goal. When the Death Star explodes, I wonder what it would feel like being in an explosion in a dream. Then I fly back to earth. The scene with the alien changes into a video game. I shoot the alien with a laser gun. When it grabs my brother, I start beating it. Its hp goes down pretty fast. Soon I win it. I shut the game. My brother protests. I am now back in the airport. That's the last thing I remember.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Bad recall last night, only had one dream.

21.00: Sleep

05.10: Fake gold
I'm Felix and we're waiting for a few guys from work to show up. A guy from taekwondo shows up and we start talking to him. My coworkers arrive and we head up a hill. I struggle with a hatch for a minute or so before getting it open a bit, inside I see glimmering bricks of gold. After some more struggling with the hatch I start to see the bricks more clearly. After getting it completely open I grab one brick. It's made of wood. It's got tape on it and the text: "Glimmering gold". I look at my coworkers, they look accusingly back at me.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements: 150 mg B6

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was driving around at night. I was supposed to go pick up my friend Tony from his house. A light came on my dash signaling my airbag was in danger of going off. The light was blue. I figured it was because I had been leaning on my steering wheel or something. It started to make a motion like it was going to go off, and I was afraid it would. I called Ryan to ask him what I needed to do. He told me
"There's a suit, well, part of a suit in your trunk that you can put on."
I didn't want to put a suit on to protect me from my airbag. That sounded absolutely ridiculous. So I didn't do it.

Then, I remember picking my brother up from some house in our neighborhood, and he drove. I told him we had to pick up Tony, and I directed him to his house.

~

I was on campus. I was dating some guy that's in one of my classes whom I really am not very fond of in waking life. I was driving, and I parked very close to one of the buildings (very unrealistic to park anywhere near a building on campus in waking life). He called me and asked me if that's where I parked. He then pulled up beside me. I got out of my car, and we gave each other a big hug.

Then, I remember some kind of contest, and I was voted off out of it. Then, all the people who were voted out came back and got to vote the people out who were still in the contest.

Then, I remember being at my house. I was in my parents' bedroom. I saw Kacey going into my room. She, apparently, had long conversations with Tabita before bed. I guess I was jealous, and told her
"I want to talk to you before you go to bed too."
She asked me if I knew when she did something, can't remember what, and said I could talk to her then. She went in my room and shut the door. I had no idea what she was talking about.

Then, I remember being in my mom's old van. I was a dog, though my vision was mixed between being black and white and color. I decided to shift completely to a dog, and my vision tunneled a little, and was completely black and white. I think I was a Beagle. I started to bark at some people walking by walking their dogs in my neighborhood.
"Woof woof!"
My bark sounded slightly like my voice.
Then, my alarm clock woke me up. -_-

Last nights dreams were not as vivid as I expected but I still have some recall, athough it's pretty minimal. Something is better than nothing though. Enough with the introduction.

4/13/11

I'm in a 3 story building in an arid area. The building is not complete and looks as it's under construction. Also, the building doesn't have any walls at all and gives a great view of the surrounding area. Although this view is there, I'm not focused on it. I am looking down the steps and have a rifle pointed at whoever happens to come up next. I remember looking for Lady Gaga look-a-likes. After a minute or so, LD comes up the steps and I realize she's a friendly. I let her up and we start making out. This goes on for a minute or so and I teleport.

I'm in the countryside now. I'm with 2 other people, although I don't know who they are. The area looks a lot like the desert area from Red Dead Redemption, but with more trees and grass. Theres a horse drawn wagon there as well. We get onto the wagon and make our way down to the enemy hideout. On the way we have to get out of the wagon and go the rest of the way on foot. The entire time this is going on, we're taking out enemies and pulling off ridiculous shots. I make my way through 4 or 5 buildings, taking out all the guys in them. The buildings look like old style mexican homes. They are white, with crappy roofs, and have the logs sticking out around the top of the building. We make our way all the way down the road and I realize I'm alone.

I see a motel looking building and decide that that's where I need to go. I pick a door and go in. RS is there waiting for me. I let my guard down, because he's a friendly. When I do this, I no longer have a gun, or equipment. I talk to him for a few minutes, but I don't quite remember what we talked about. His apartment/place looks like it's straight from the 70's. Yellow shag carpets, brown furnitute, and a lot of things that look like they are made of wood. After realizing this, he mentions for some reason, that I'll be staying with him, which is odd, but possible. I say ok, but don't really understand why. He says theres plenty of room and that I can hook my xbox up on the TV over there. The only thing is that I have to use a VGA cable to hook everything up. I say ok and move into one of the rooms in the house. When I enter the other room, ET is there and I'm confused but I accept what's going on. I talk with her for a while, but dont really remember what I talked about. After this I teleport again.

Somehow I have my cell phone now and am texting ET while walking down my street. I tell her that I'm texting to see how she is. She replies with something, but I decide to send her a photo of my ass(yeah i know, weird). Anyways, I take the picture, but somehow my mouth/a mouth, is right where my hole should be. She clearly didnt want this picture and replies with, "HEY NOW!!" My alarm goes off and I'm awake.


Ok well I guess I had a little better recall than I initially thought. No lucidity yet but I'm on the right track.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was at "my office," which was basically two cubicles set in one of the product islands at a discounter store like a Kmart or a Wal-Mart. I sat in the left cubicle. My co-worker S sat in the right cubicle. There was an aisle for a walkway between us.

I had been doing some kind of work, but now I stood up from my cubicle and walked into the main part of the store. I had probably been thinking about my bad handwriting.

I looked in the distance. Hanging on the wall or hanging from the ceiling were two signs, as big as the signs that might usually advertise products, like in a Target. The signs may just have materialized as I watched them. They mimicked my handwriting, making two whole pages out of little scrawls. The two pages seemed to be slightly curled and almost touching each other back-to-back.

I thought that described my handwriting really well. I was now walking back toward the cubicles. I walked past some sort of exchange counter, which was just a smallish, fake wood counter which may possibly have stood before a dressing room. A kind of big-framed, kind of muscly woman with very short hair stood before the counter. She wore a white tank top and blue jeans.

The woman was trying to exchange something that looked like a classical statue of a chest and head of a man. The sculpture was in some kind of grey, slatey material. The back of the sculpture was completely flat. It hadn't had any features carved into it, but there were all kinds of apparently accidental scratches made in it.

As I headed back to my desk, my co-worker CB, a peer to my boss, walked up behind me. He had completely shaved his head, and he looked a little more tan than before. He wore a green shirt with white woven in, so that it looked like it was inside-out, and some blue jeans.

I was afraid that CB hated me. I also knew that my boss wasn't around, so I figured CB would try to make trouble. So I tried to hurry and sit down at my desk. But, for some reason, CB kissed me on the head. He said something nice to me. He may have asked me to help him with some issue he was having with a project. I was relieved that he didn't hate me.

(Although in waking life I don't think I'd appreciate it if he kissed me on the head.)

Dream #2

I was in a dark hallway that was made of big, stone blocks. The hallway was tall, somewhat wide, and almost completely dark. I was apparently taking a break from studying.

Just for fun, apparently, I decided to bounce upwards off the walls. I bounced from wall to wall, bringing myself higher and higher. I was finally almost to the ceiling. At this point my body was horizontal, as if I were floating and laying on my left side.

I thought I should probably get back to studying. But I figured that what I was doing now was also educational, as well as fun. So why not keep doing it? I decided that since I was basically floating, I might as well fly through the hallway.

I flew through the hallway and into some dark room that was kind of like some classical study in a mansion and a messy, suburban living room. My mom may have been sleeping on the couch.

There was a sliding glass door at the back of the room. It had a thin, light brown curtain on it. As I flew toward the door, I thought, I can only fly in my dreams. I thought, Well, I don't think I'm dreaming, even though I'm flying. But I thought, Well, if I'm dreaming, I should be able to go straight through the closed glass door. I should try.

So I flew at the door. I may have felt myself pushing through the curtain and the glass. I may have thought, Well, I guess I am dreaming.

April 13, 2011

Notes
Went to bed at midnight, woke up at 5:30 am. Got up too quickly, forgot dream, started to get ready, remembered dream again in shower. Another dream about my dog Riley who is back at home with my grandparents until we move back. Motifs of rain, cold, unwanted responsibility, failure, strange adventures and travel. Typical dream for me.


Entry 001
I am in a classroom, but really it is more like a kitchen than anything. Big industrial sinks line one wall of the room, big floor length windows line the other. Despite all the windows, it is unusually dark, and no one seems inclined to turn on the lights. One half of the room, the one I stand in now, is the one with all the sinks and the other half is just bookshelves and an assortment of pillows and beanbags scattered over a large, plush area rug. There is an old fashioned type blackboard at the far end of the room. The bell rings. Burell comes to me and tells me I'm not to go to the pillows/beanbags part of the room today because, since I'm a good student, he has a special task for me. Some other students drag in two big plastic storage containers. The first one is filled with grey, soapy water and the second is filled with... naked mole rats.

Burell tells me they're class pets and he's trusting me and the other students to wash them and get them settled. I start to wash them in the soapy water, but for some reason that hairless skin becomes incredibly slippery when wet. Several slip out of my hands and fly across the room, scuttling behind desks and disappearing forever. I'm disappointing Burell. Feeling ashamed at my performance, I go to catch some of the loose ones. They all evade me but for one which actually jumps into my waiting arms.

I leave the school. My mom has Riley, my dog, with her. After enduring months in some horrible kennel for pets being sent overseas, she's finally with me. I take her up in my arms and we go "home". Home turns out to be a hotel. We're travelling again, and my parents are away on some other business trip, leaving me and Riley the hotel room to ourselves. The hotel is grand, with victorian decor and distinctive red striped wallpaper.

With Riley still in my arms I walk though the store in the hotel's lobby, but I'm only doing this out of courtesy. I'm bored. It's already late, but I don't care. I take Riley with me and, against the advice of the concierge, leave. There's this truck outside towing this kind of large metallic cage. Apparently this is some kind of bus/temporary shelter for homeless and impoverished people. I get inside with my dog. It's freezing. I feel depressed. I bring my big blue jacket in close and zip Riley inside with me, her head laying on my chest. I pull up the fur hood, sit down on the floor and rest my head against the bars of the cage, watching the world pass by. I realize half way through that, for some reason, I have no pants on. The cold is biting.

By the time I get off back at the hotel, it's very late. As soon as I enter the hotel I'm scolded by the head concierge, a severe looking woman in black pencil skirt, matching blazer and tight bun that I've acted inappropriately and that the police are coming to give me a fine. If I don't pay, I will be arrested. Somehow, I'm apathetic. I go to the parlor, curl up on an old armchair and watch the grey sky outside pour down in sheets.

I awaken.