non-lucid

Key: Non Lucid Lucid

Army Dream
I was in the army. I was on some mission in Sweden. I was a sergeant and me and some other guy, I think his name was Sergeant Adam or something like that, were in front of a building crouched down and then it blew up. Earlier I was talking to Sgt. Adam on a walkie-talkie, that's how I know his name. Then I was at my Gramma's house in the basement with my cousin. When I walked down there, there were 2 sodas so I grabbed one. One of them was Diet 7UP and some other one which I grabbed. Then I was telling him about my job in the army and how much I got paid. I had to go up the stairs to see what my pay was, the first time I checked and told him, it was 400,000 dollars. Then I went up again and it said my share was 2.5 milion.

Mom Dream
My mom was younger and she was at some window. She saw a guy and he said something about her being a newbie. Then he touched her hand and she giggled like she had a crush on him. Later she was really mad about something, I can't remember what but she threw something like a small tuna on the ground.

Wheelchair Dream
This guy was helping someone get across the street. They were in a wheelchair. So he waited for just the right time and he pushed the person into the road and a silver Volkswagen just missed the guy.

Long ass dream. There a girl everyone falls in love with. She has big boobs with blond hair and is very quiet. It starts at my restaurant. I'm with Kara and I see an old friend and his dad. He is with a woman and she's beautiful. My friend says hes trying to be with her. And that its really yard. I start to like her and try to steal her. My friend thinks shes out of my league, but I don't think so. My friends mom likes me and we get pictures taken. Another friend starts to like her and tries to get his dads Simone company to fund him so he can get her. To no avail. She's in love with my friends dad. Eventually she gets captured in Voldemort's third eye and the three of us need to open his eye and go in and get her. She start to open the portal and I think that I need to pause the dream so I can write it down. I wake up to write it down.

A new version of world of Warcraft and runescape came out. I decide to try it out. It was super buggy and there was an option to send a bug report. Kara was playing too and wanted credit for submitting a bug. My character had horns and was see through. I kept sending reports and was eventually teleported to a room with the creator. He was fixing the bugs right in front of me. Debora from Dexter was dating him and we were hanging out with him. It was a big deal. The creator was playing chess with her but kept looking at the screen of the game. He eventually broke up with her because all he wanted to do was play. I ran and got a baby from my mom next door to bring to the apartment. I went over to dustins and him and another girl were talking about how stupid world of warcraft was and I agreed. Then i said im getting on to play they laughed at me. Later we went to a bar and he said all I did was play and jack off. My shorts had some stain on them. A lot of ghetto people started coming into the bar and daniel from isreal looked he might come. They were his kind of people. We sat hanging around. More and more people kept coming.

Dreamt that there was a weird guy killing us. It was long but I just remember the end. One guy dies and makes a vortex in the trunk. Two of them fall in and come back as ghosts. We go back inside to try and find the mystery.

We had people going to burning man. Everyone was joking around and having a good time. People took too long and we were supposed to meet Dustin there. We decided not to go because it was late. We found out my mom wasn't going so we ended up going. Kara and I started packing. One of my rooms was completely empty except for a laptop. Previously terry from reno 911 trashed the room. I know it was him because I saw his roller skates. We started packing stuff in our car. It was dark out. Some punk had a flashlight pointing in my car. I made fun of him and told him to go break into another car. I pointed my green laser at him. We were packing and I told him to go to a mansion and rob their cars but he said there was too much security. Another one of his friends came and my mom td them leave. My mom bought some crappy laser pens for defense but they just barley glew.

Was my birthday and everyone was over. For some reason I had a boyfriend. Lindsey was over with her boyfriend and we were hanging out. Lindsey and I went upstairs and had sex. Someone was coming upstairs and was trying to get in. I was trying to get dressed and they were getting suspicious. I told Lindsey to tell them someone pissed you off and I was trying to calm her down. My boyfriend was pissed and I got pissed at him for thinking I did anything. We were at the dinner table and he showed everyone a video of a psychic guy to prove a point. He wore giant glasses. I said anyone who is psychic wont be wading those glasses. Lindsey s boyfriend looked upset and I wouldn't even talk to mine. Lindsey wanted to stay and talk but u didn't want to so I told her to make up with him and keep our story strong. she looked worried.


Was playing some weird Kirby game. I was advancing through levels and getting farther. Cheated on one level with a rocket launched. When I gained a level I had no idea which new skills to chose. I was a tank.

Awake, Non-lucid, Semi-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm at the park in the neighborhood where Houses #1 and #2 are. I'm in a building in the park that houses a snack bar. There are various types of junk food available for sale, and there's a young man staffing the snack bar. I talk to him, saying something like, “It's nice to see this snack bar open! I've lived here since I was one and a half, and this is the first time I've ever seen this place staffed.”

I go into a back room of the same building. There are a whole bunch of little kids there, and I'm supposed to give them a speech, explaining about some kind of event that's going on. I climb up on top of the bed, stand on it, and speak very haltingly. I'm sleepy, so I go to sleep in one of the beds that's in that back room.

I'm in an underground garage, where racing cars are getting ready for a race. Each one starts out from a different parking space in the garage and drives up one of several ramps to get out onto the outdoor, ground-level race track. I stand close to one of the pillars, afraid that one of the cars will run me over if I get in the way. There are some other people standing around in the garage, and I try to ask them how to get out. I try to shout to make myself heard over the noise of the car engines, but they drown out my voice.

After all the cars are gone, the people answer my question. They give me directions up and out of the underground garage and into a garden. They tell me to climb on top of this boxy wooden frame thing and balance there, while holding a potted plant with bright red flowers on top of a long stem. I do so. The people and I start singing a little song, the last line of which is, “I'll spontaneously combust!” I know that this is what will happen when I reach the end of the song, but I'm not afraid, because I know that that's how I'm going to get out of this place and back to the real world.

Indeed, right before I reach the last syllable of the last word, I suddenly can't see anything, and I feel a sensation come over my entire body. It doesn't feel like being burned with fire, though; it's the pins-and-needles feeling of random feedback from nerve endings. I find that I've woken up.

Last night started with me and David walking down a street, We seen a car with two guys driving slow staring at us. As they pass by I think to myself thats very sketchy.
As we got up the road the car is infront of us and is going really slow now, the men are still staring at us. They park behind us and yell "Hey!" as we turn around they're pointing handguns at us and telling us to empty our pockets. Quickly I think this is odd and everything becomes extremely vivid. I hold my hand out and used my telekinetic power and flipped the first guy upside down and smashed his head into is car window. The second guy raises his gun, but I jolt a motion towards the gun and it flys away. The man is scared now as he's floating up, I threw him all the way down the street. I head David say lets get out of here. We turn around and start running away, in the distance we hear sirens. As we pass an ally theres a man following us but I pushed him away, David seems scared of me at this point. We finally got to a safe place and the dream ended.

As my second dream started in at a Doctor with two people I reconize from school. The lady doctor comes out and tells me I need a needle through my nipple I think wtf. As she enters the needle I don't feel any pain, she injects me with something then pulls it out. She tells me to keep it moist every so often. As Im putting my shirt back on some kid is showing me his Led pencil but he's jamming it into me and its annoying me so I break it in half then give it back. He tells me I owe him a new one, i just say what ever. Im back at my house and David's there too he tells me we're going to get a ride back to school from his friend. As I step outside I notice its raining and David hops into a red truck. I try and shut my front door but the mats underneath are making it impossible I couldn't lock the door for some reason.

All of a sudden im sitting in class and it seems to be the last day. Im sitting next to the kid that had broke the pencil. The teacher tells us to hand in the final paper we wrote. She collects them as she walks by. The kid next to me is really starting to bug me now, he just keeps talking and poking me. As I try and get away my chair falls and im laying on the floor. He then continues to jab my ribs with his pencil. I attempt to swing my arm to punch him but its useless im swinging in slow motion. Finally I stand up and I uppercut his chin once and tell him you are annoying as hell. As I look at the teacher but she's starting at her desk. Shortly the dream ends

Background note: I used to work at AIG. I did some unique, creative work for them which they liked. I was "promoted" a few times, but never rewarded with rank or title; but I was given better work. The used me for two years.

Dream:

There was more dream that led up to this but I forgot it, so I start out in a strange vehicle flying over the Japanese nuclear disaster.

With the plant shut down, they are releasing all the sea water being used to cool the spent rods back into the ocean as it will be diluted by the rest of the ocean.

I was being flown in a long box thing with windows. It flew by jet power or something. I looked down and saw the water rushing. There were officials overseeing the operation on top of secured train cars with water almost touching their feet, but they were safe some how.

The driver of my vehicle swoops down very fast and erratically and comes very close to the water, but we kept circling. It was like we were the news. Then, the driver becomes this Armed Forces guy--very serious, and he DOES go into the water...and we are not enclosed anymore. We have to hold our breath!

We go deeper until my head is under water. WTF?! The guy doesn't even warn me? So we are cruising deeper and deeper and I think this is pretty ridiculous now, and soon I need to come up for air.

I make it back to the top for air. Now I feel like I need to save the other guy, so I take four deep breaths to get oxygen back to my brain, I started feeling better, and then I went back down to see how the guy was doing.

Now I'm with my dad. We are all in Army attire but kind of futuristic (my dad was in the army), and we are lined up as if at a bank. My dad and I are signing papers.

My dad said to me quietly, "See, I've never had to sign papers with three other people." Only three people were signing the paper, but that is what he meant. (His point was that someone else could change something later and then his signature would still be on the paper, and he didn't feel comfortable with that.)

Soon, the person behind the counter was an old boss J.H. I was going back to work with her at AIG...kind of. The papers I was signing indicated permissions. I was allowed to map drives on my computer to Google and certain other programs.

I asked about it for more information and J.H. told me how my dad and I were signing the papers because I was known for talking a lot before. I couldn't get my argument out in this dream of how much I did for this company, so I said, "When do I get a promotion?!"

At this point they let the cat out of the bag. J.H. pointed to a man on her left and said I'll be working with the devil.

Fuckin' A! I looked at my dad realizing we were in Hell. Then, very quickly, I realize this I'm in a dream. Cool! I decide I'm going to bitch-slap the devil! I turn to my dad and say, "Watch this!" Then I walked around the other side of the counter and told this bitch of a lady who knew I was going to Hell, "Watch this! Hey...watch this!" I couldn't really get her attention.

I woke up. Still, of all the times to go lucid, I was really happy for that moment!

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in a dorm room, and I had apparently moved to that one from an old one. My friends had already set up my stuff around my bed. All I really had to do was put my sheets and blankets on the bed. I remember Caitlin being one of my roommates, but I can't remember who the other one was.

I also remember seeing all these dolls scattered around the room. They were actually more like female figurines than dolls. They were there for decorative purposes. I started moving them around, placing them in different places, trying to figure out which ones should go around which roommate; seeing which ones fit best with their personalities.

I remember there also being a water bed in the room. It was the biggest of the 3 beds, a full-size. Mine and the other one were twin-sized beds. The other roommate said something about it being nasty and moldy, because the water had been sitting in it for so long. Around the edges it looked kind of gross too. I remember Caitlin coming in and laying on it, but laying under her own covers as opposed to the covers already on the bed. I thought it was gross, and I felt like she should have been grossed out about it. I was going to ask her why she took that one, but then I remembered that no one else wanted it either, and the other 2 beds were already taken.

I then remember seeing some more figurines sitting on a side table by my bed. They were Peanuts figurines. I vividly remember Marcy and Snoopy being two of them. I took those two figurines and placed them side by side on a coffee table by Caitlin's bed. Both the figurines then looked like they were sliding on their stomachs. They had their eyes closed. Someone commented on how they looked good there.

I also have notes in my journal about there being a movie on the TV in the dorm about a suicidal hit man, but for the life of me, I can't remember what went on. I vaguely remember that part of the dream.

I also remember talking to a lady with heart-shaped irises. The colors in her eyes looked marbled; the colors were a honey-yellow and a dark green. I thought about my dream with Hyu, but then dismissed my current situation to be waking life (dammit).

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I was at an indoor pool. There were a few other people there. I saw a big, beautiful butterfly flying out to the water. I pointed the butterfly out to whoever I was talking to. Its wings looked like silk; the top was a light purple, the middle a light green, and the bottom an off-white. It landed on the water.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the butterfly had a female human head and face. I still called her a butterfly, but now, I can see that she was much more like a fairy. She had a small hat on as well, that looked like it was part of a flower. She swam in the water of the pool, keeping her wings out of the water. I then remember seeing her all the way in the water, wings and all. I hoped that didn't impair her ability to fly. She got out of the water, and asked a man for a towel. When she got out of the pool, I saw she had a whole human-like body, though she was quite small.

Then, my brother was trying to get a snake out of the pool with a net. I commented on this, saying that I had seen the snake earlier. He got it out. He walked over to me, and I looked at it. It was a green snake, and wasn't poisonous. It opened it's mouth, exposing its fangs, and hissed. My brother tried to pick it up out of the net, but got bit. He kept getting bit, and I could tell he was in pain, but he was determined to pick the snake up out of the net. I kept telling him to stop. He finally got ahold of its head, so it couldn't open its mouth to bite.

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I was sitting at my family's electric piano that we have in waking life. My brother was sitting there with me. He switched the sound setting to 'strings', and held down a note in the higher range. As he held it down, I started to hear sound effects. How had we not discovered this before? He held down another high note, and "Marche Slave" by Tchaikovsky started to play. We played that song in high school in waking life. I got excited, and pointed out that it was "Marche Slave", but I could tell that people around us were getting annoyed. I experimented with some notes in the lower range, and then stopped.

Then, I was moving in with a man who frequents the coffee shop who has a history of severe depression in waking life. Tabita, a girl I work with, was moving out. She was explaining to me some things about moving, about what to do and expect.

I then remember waking up in bed at his house, but I was sleeping in a separate bed from the customer. I was trying to remember whether or not I had to work that day, then remembered it was Thursday, and I don't work on Thursdays. I wanted to sleep in some more, but I got up. I saw the customer's bed in the next room.

I then remember sitting at the kitchen table with the customer. His hair was an absolute mess, and he was wearing a dirty white undershirt. He started to talk to me about his morning routine, and work and such. I was thinking to myself that I was going to have to be careful, and deal with his depression very carefully.

All I remember is someone wiping out all of my memories, and me being totally motionless, trying to figure out what to do and where to go.
I looked at a picture in a frame on a table in confusion.

I am an apprentice magician. My teacher tells me that I will be tested. He doesn't say when the test will be or what it will be like. I walk around the building and come in to a room where some magicians are working. There is a big skeleton that looks like a dinosaur hanging in the air. The magicians are slowly trying to assemble it. For some reason I think that they will drop it and it will break, so I use my magic to assemble it. I do so much faster than the other magicians. I notice that the skeleton is from a dragon. This is the test that my teacher told me about and I have passed it. I go to the magicians and expect them to praise me, but they don't seem to be impressed. I think that they should at least be happy because now they don't have to spend hours assembling the skeleton and can do something else instead, but they say that it doesn't matter. A magician always has something to do. They tell me to go to the library to do some research.

I go to the library and look at the books. They are big and beautiful. I pick one and go to sit down. There are many pictures in the book I'm reading. It starts by describing different ways of drawing. There's a picture of some trees drawn in coloured pencil. I think that I'll use the method described there next time I draw. After that the book tells about different heights of trees. It says that trees can be any height and that they even can be different kinds of trees next to each other. I think that is obvious and I don't understand why they'd have to talk about it in a book.

E. is there too. He is watching the children's programme Buu klubben. I wonder why he's watching this since neither of us has watched it in at least 10 years. this episode is about a reporter who visits a female sailor on her boat. It seems to be continuing from last week. It is raining. The sailor tells the reporter about fishing. She shows her how to use a fishing rod. I notice that no one is driving the boat. I think that's odd, but I don't know anything about fishing so I guess that's how it's done. The waves become higher as the sailor continues fishing. I am now with them in the boat. I turn around and notice a man in the water. The waves don't affect him the same way they affect the boat. He scares me and I think that he must be stalking the sailor.

Paintball Camp
It started with me going with a group of people around 17 years of age (I was the only one my age and was the oldest) and we first played basketball. I remember this one girl who had short blonde hair (completely random I don't think I know anyone who looked like her in any way) who was the sister of a new friend I made after basketball.

We went to a lobby area of a cafeteria and talked for a while and everyone got to know each other. I got to know his sister and found out we had much in common. I noticed nobody but me ever talked to her so I decided to befriend her since nobody else payed any attention to her. We got along very well.

Everyone then went to the dorms which were in the middle of a giant paintball course. There were sheets of plywood and little cabins everywhere. When we got back to the dorms, everyone was there but her. I was worried she got lost on the way and asked the counsler if she was alright and he said it was her birthday and we were going to surprise her and he held up a paintball gun when he said that.

I was thinking that shooting her unprotected with a paintball gun when she was unprepared wasn't very cool at all. No one would enjoy that. Everyone then ran down hill one at a time and would shoot at her and she was laughing and trying to hide. Then it was my turn and I didn't feel comfortable shooting someone who was unprotected and said that someone should give her a gun. Some one ran to her and gave her my gun and I got a pistol.

I ran down hill while she hid behind a tiny cabin shooting at me. I got hit about 3 times while running down hill (stung a little). I started shooting at her and she went behind the cabin. I faked like I was going to run around the cabin and she fell for it and turned to run to stop me and at that moment I dove over a sheet of plywood shooting with one arm and shooting her about 10 times (hey she shot me already it was fair). Her jaw dropped and my gun was now empty. She grinned and raised her gun and shot me about 20+ times in the back and a few times in the face (excrusiating pain).

After it was over I limped back to the dorm and she came with me while everyone was laughing at the stunts they just saw. I asked the instructor where he got the pistol and he said Brunos or something random and I said I had been there before and it wasn't there, and he insisted that it was.

The instructor told me that the trigger fell off the pistol and I went and found it and gave it back and after that I woke up.

I could only recall split second of me waiting at the corner of my house as a school bus pulled up.

I'm pretty sure this had nothing to do with whatever I had been dreaming about before I woke up, but I did get a split second of recall of the actual dream, but it was just a feeling that I couldnt describe.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was walking through some park with my mother. It was daytime, and the sunlight was kind of pale. My mom and I were walking along some kind of concrete walkway and up a slight slope. At the top of the slope and off a little to the left, my old friend D sat on a concrete staircase.

My friend D wore a brown, button-up shirt, not tucked in, and light brown, casual pants. His hair was a little long and paler than usual. D looked depressed. When I first saw him, I wondered how I might be able to avoid him. But when I saw how depressed he looked, I figured I should talk to him.

D told us that he knew I hadn't wanted to talk to him. He was only here at the same time as I out of coincidence. He was actually with some group of people working on some kind of volunteer project. D was actually on a break at the moment.

D took me to where the volunteers were. The project was all about pouring concrete for something I may have thought of as an ice skating rink. D showed me that first, people lay down wooden shipping pallettes, so that the slats of each pallette made some kind of checkerboard pattern. Then concrete was poured over the pallettes. The pallettes were supposed to hold the concrete in place.

But I realized that the concrete was supposed to go much higher than that. I asked D how the rest of the concrete was supposed to stay in place. D said that other pallettes were added to the first layer of pallettes, stacked one on the other. But the checkerboard pattern was alternated.

At some point, D may have tried to illustrated what he'd meant. But he may have been required to "go outside" with us, as if the construction project had been inside the whole time. He may have taken me and my mom outside. Then he may have asked more personal questions about our friendship, which I felt bad about.

Dream #2

Some kind of documentary about poor neighborhoods. The neighborhoods looked really torn down and destroyed. For some reason I felt bad about not living in these ruined neighborhoods myself.

I was now flying through some neighborhood that looked like the neighborhood where my family had lived while I was in high school. It felt empty and desolate. It was daytime, and it may have been winter. I feel like there was snow everywhere.

I flew over a lot of backyards. All the backyards were strewn with junk. I finally came to my family's old backyard. I landed on the top of a wooden fence and looked into the yard. This backyard was filled with somethink that looked like old cloths or tarps. The tarps appeared to have been frozen by the cold.

Dream #3

I had bought a new razor. There had been a lot of talk about my razor with a few friends of mine who work in the deli in my office building. I kept shaving and looking at my razor and the other razors I could have bought, as if the bathroom I was shaving in was somehow mixed with the store I'd bought the razors from.

At some point, one of the deli workers slapped me on the back in a friendly way and told me to shave in an upward direction. He then said something about how I was going to have a good shave. That was apparently the same thing as saying I was a good guy.

I was apparently shaving off my mustache. I wondered if that was a good idea.

All I can remember is that it took place on some lush paradise, and the rest at school. I can't quite remember what I was doing in the paradise place, all I remember is that once again, I was looking for someone.

It abruptly cut to my next dream where I was at school. Everything had a sort of depressing bluish tint to it and there was an overcast of clouds. I remember going class to class working on every assignment handed to me before getting to my orchestra class. Once that class was done, I was walking with a friend of mine talking about some issue. He told me that if he was in my shoes, he'd want to move immediately since that was my only option. I nodded and kept on my way to my last class before the dream ended.

Hmm, the more I recall, the stranger impression it leaves with me. I remember other bits and pieces, but I don't know it they were from other past dreams or just me making them up unintentionally. Nevertheless, I need to start working on recall again considering that went down the dream. But things are only looking up from here!

I was in a warehouse. There was some kind of issue which I didn't understand, though neither did I question it. I had a 9mm gun and I was ready.

I wanted something with more punch, and there was a rack of rifles, so I took one. It was really heavy, but I kept it. It takes too much energy in a dream to pick out a new rifle!

I tested the rifle towards a warehouse bay door. There was no bolt. Instead, I would shake the rifle a couple times and get two more shots.

The bad guys backed up a box truck full of weapons. The back of the truck was open and I could see all the guns in the back.

There was an Uzi near the truck with a magazine beside it. I thought I would run get it, but I was afraid the bad guys would pour out any second. Then I decided I better get it because I didn't like the hand gun or the rifle I had.

I ran and picked up the Uzi and the magazine which was wood (I was dreaming about would a couple nights ago all over the place). It was shaped like a long Kit-Kat bar, but made of wood. Also, there was a filler mag in the gun made of foam.

The End

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Dreamt about checkin facebook out and someone spreadin shit about me likin dis girl from ages ago :L
I was Snooki from the Jersey Shore (WTF!) and everyone hated her and she got into a fight.
Wierd times