non-lucid

There was more to the beginning but I do not remember what it is.

The first part I remember was standing in front of a table with strange displays of different types of dirt in large amounts. We were told to find these worm-like things in the dirt. I saw one sticking out of one of the clumps of dirt and grabbed it. I showed it to whoever was asking us to search for them and he told me that it was the wrong kind and that I was holding a leech. I quickly threw it to the center of the table and began searching again. The worms he was looking for where about half the size and were thicker on one end. There was suddenly (a zelda esk) radar on the left part of the "screen" that showed the leeches as blue dots and the worm things as white dots. I continued gathering until the dream changed.

I was trying to talk to someone (all I remember is that she was a mother) when I had a bad taste in my mouth or something and turned to spit. I spit and spit but it still tasted bad and I felt nauseous. Slowly the spit was getting bigger until it was a stream of liquid, like I was barfing with out hacking, it was just leaking out of me.

The dream shifted, but continued, to me talking on the phone with one of the mothers kids. I forget what she said, but she told me something that made me realize who was the murderer in a current mystery. It was her mother that I had talked to earlier, and her little sister. I run out of the room to a group of people and tell them who the murderer is, but no one is listening. One motions to a little girl, and I know it is the little sister, but she is 3 years old. I am confused and put the phone back to my ear to talk to the girl again, but the line is dead, no static, nothing. I know that she is dead and become frantic, yelling at people to call the police, that she just got killed. No one listens. I tell them that I do not know her address and have no information to tell the police, but I know they do. I beg them to help her but I am ignored again.

I try to go into the settings of my phone to find the address but I can't figure out how to get to the menu. (I am horrible with phones irl) I try to get someone to help me find it an write it down for the police, so I can tell them where she lives. One person gets me a piece of paper and a pencil, but no one helps me with the phone.

I am freaking out because I don't know what happened to her, and what the killer is doing.
I gun shot rings out, a bullet flying past me, and I take off down the hallway, the girls dad in pursuit. I go into the first door I see, close it, and sit against the inside of it. There is a thin window the same height of the door connected to the side of the door frame closer to the door knob. I am sure that it is enough room for him to aim his gun at me and shoot through the glass, but I can not move because he could get in.

I hold still and close my eyes, hoping for him to shoot and for me to die quickly and painlessly, so it could all be over. He does not use his gun but pushes on the door, bending it in like it was elastic, and walks in the door bending back in place.

I am terrified. He stands still and motions to the other room. I know it is a bedroom and I know he plans to rape me. I sit in shock saying "no" over and over to myself.

Luckily I was able to forcibly wake myself up somehow before anything happened.

1-20-11


Dream 1:

I was feeling a little depressed about my raw diet. I hadn't been feeling good one night and let myself eat some warm soup (yes, that was in real life) and was feeling down about it thinking that I had totally blown everything. So I found Markus Rothkranz (wish I had remembered I needed to go flying with him again.) I sat down with him and started to tell him my tragic story about giving in and eating the soup. I went on and on and he was a wonderful listener. But before I could get any feedback from him Jillian Michaels comes in and pulls me away and asks me to talk to her about how I was doing on my diet. So I began my sad story again to her. But I was able to tell her that I thought that the reason I wasn't feeling well the night of the "soup incident" was that I had been really working hard doing her workouts every morning and that I thought that maybe that had triggered a detox.

I woke up before either Markus or Jillian could talk to me, but I feel that this dream was good because I got to put my feelings into words and share and get it off my chest.




Dream 2:

I was in a store or place where Tom Delonge was. Most people had already gotten autographs and left. I finally went up to him and asked if I could take a picture with him. But when I tried I found that my camera just wasn't taking pictures. But I knew that if I switched it to video mode that it would work, so I did that and got some clips of him being goofy. The dream went on and i can't remember all the details. We were hanging out doing something. And he started flirting with me and told me I had a nice butt. And then he kept trying to touch it.





I know....I know....Famous people = Dreaming. Especially famous people trying to touch my butt.

Just not catching it.

I've been having this dream with some alterations since I was twelve. Small things have changed, like how I and some other characters look in it, but it has more or less been static since it began. I have it once a week, and I had it when I went to sleep last night.

The dream starts with me standing outside a cathedral looking up at it. It is built with white marble, and shines under a noonday sun. All around the cathedral is nothing but a peaceful meadow, with a single dirt path running to the doors of the church and seemingly stretching out forever behind me. My shoes are caked with mud, I run a hand over my face and feel that I've let my facial hair become overgrown, and I'm carrying a bag slung over my shoulder. As I continue to look at the church, I begin to hear a hymn of sorts. It's slow, low in tone and in a language I don't understand.

Prompted by the hymn, I push open the doors of the cathedral and walk inside. Inside is a multitude of women, all dressed as Catholic Sisters and all singing the same hymn that I heard from the outside. When I look at their faces, I recognize them as all the women I know or have known in my life. The inside of the church is made of the same marble, with a deep red carpet extending from the door all the way up to a golden altar at the head of the church. Behind the altar is an ornate throne, decorated with gold, red silk, and diamonds. Sitting on the throne is a woman who is always in my dreams, with black hair down to her ankles, shocking red eyes, and in this dream she wears a red and white Nun's habit, with her black hair spilling out from the headdress. She sits on the throne, propping her head up with one arm, smirking at me. She is the only one who does not sing.

High above the throne is a circular stained glass window, filled with pastel blues, greens, and pinks. The light from the sun outside shines through the window and lands down on the last figure in the dream, the friend I've had since childhood. She is dressed like a Sister as well, though her clothes fit less loosely, the uniform itself is white instead of black, and her head is uncovered, revealing her dark hair to be as messy as it always is. Her white-gloved hands are folded, her eyes are closed, and she has a peaceful expression as if in prayer, completely unlike how she is normally.

After a few seconds she opens her eyes, looking right into my own eyes, and begins to sing. Her voice, while still recognizably her voice from reality, is much softer and more pleasant. Her song is faster than the hymn the others have been signing, though the two songs seem to fit together. She begins to sway in time with the rising and falling of the notes, and unfolds her hands, spreading her arms wide. I still don't understand the words, but I believe it sounds beautiful and I become fixated on my friend.

I drop my bag and begin to walk forward, like I'm compelled. I stop just a few steps shy of her and continue to watch her until she finishes her song. After she is done and all the singing has stopped, she puts a hand to her chest and takes a deep breath. Then, she turns to me and smiles--which particularly strikes me, as in reality, my friend is something of a grim person and has never smiled to my knowledge. Something boils up inside me, and I push her down on the golden altar, placing my hands on either side of her shoulders.

She starts to exhibit more atypical behavior by putting on a frightened face, and crossing her arms over her chest defensively. The crowd of Sisters behind me all gasp in unison, and she begins to fearfully shed tears. I seem to be only spurned on by this, and grab at her clothes beginning to tear at them. As I'm doing this, I lean in to her frightened face, and out of the corner of my eye I can see the woman-in-red's smirk grow into a full smile, bearing her teeth. When her clothes begin to rip, and I'm just about to finally touch her skin, I wake up.

Honestly, my dreams tend to extremes of violence, but this dream always leaves me shaken in the morning.

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. -_-