non-lucid

Picture 1: I was at my old middle school and was probably about 14, except the entrance in the front was at the bottom of a really big hill, about 100 feet deep.

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Scene 2: I was inside the school, I guess, but it looks like the inside of a spaceship from Alien or something; dark, metallic, etc. There are a bunch of my old classmates lying in random bunks. I am not sleeping, so I walk around. I get to this closed, metal-woven gate/door. Nearby, an old friend of mine, AK, was also awake, and told me that it didn't open until 8. However, at the end of his sentence, the gates open.

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Scene 3: I am out walking on a big island, kinda like board game island on Wii Party, except a bit rockier. Scattered around the island are little spaces, all of which had a little item, power, or ability. The goal was to get from that island to another about 1 mile away. I was on a team with a guy, TH. We were walking around the island, looking for the coveted "seal space", I guess because it would almost guarantee victory. So we were walking, go around a rocky outcropping, and see the seal spot. We make a dash for it, as do another team, and we both freeze in front of it, staring at each other. I tap the space. Suddenly, a nearby wall on the water-side split open and a big plate/floor jutted into the ocean, as well as a guy with a whistle (referee) off to the left. TH is walking tentatively towards the water, but I run up and tackle him in before the guy blew the whistle, because I guess that would be bad. Then, I start swimming freestyle. With every stroke I take, my arm gets closer to my body, and I get more seal characteristics, etc., until the 3rd stroke. By then, I'm 100% seal, as well as TH, and we start off towards the objective.

So This dream was cool because, I wasn't lucid but I had complete control over the dream, it wasn't just one of those played out ones, I got to make my own decisions and all.
I was standing near the door in a shadowy portion of my schools outdoor lunch area. I was wearing a sort of flame suit, but it was clearly a comical one, it was all plush and stuff. There was a guy next to me that I had never seen before wearing the same type of suit, but it was a moon instead, a blackish one. There were two other people wearing the same costumes and I quickly found out that we were two different types of Light and Dark, the guy who was next to me was my teammate apparently and we began to fight the other two. I was suddenly in the moon suit instead and I stretched my hands out, trying to do something, I saw a bunch of purple minuses floating out of the body of my target,( This was a really cool effect, the guy gained a dark purple glowing outline and white minuses with the same purple glowing outline floated out of him, kinda like a debuff from a game. ) the enemy moon, I figured I was leeching light from him, meanwhile the two fires were trying to burn each other. I stopped leaching life when the moon attacked me with a lightning bolt, I tired to do the same thing, swinging my arm downward like a idiot, but to no avail, the enemies began to fly into the air. My teammate( Who has suddenly lost his costume and was wearing school uniform ) Jumped onto my back and I was suddenly able to fly aswell, and finally shoot lightning bolts. The dream ends with me soaring upwards to the two.

Still pretty vague on the recall, but I tried to write a few thoughts about my dreams this morning when I woke up.

I was with about three other people, one of them was T. We decided to take some mushrooms and trip balls. After we had taken them I realized that me and T still had our son with us and we hadn't found a babysitter. I started to freak out a little. One of the other people, a girl who felt familiar, was angry with me for something I had done (I don't know what it was.) It felt as though I had done something morally wrong (taking shrooms) and/or it was like I had violated some social norm that she felt strongly about. I don't believe the girl was anyone in particular but a representation of a personality type I clash with on a major scale.

This fragment sort of combined itself with my workplace. The girl had made me so mad by her being so harsh towards me that I decided to quit my job. I also remember one moment where I had walked back over to where she was sitting and sat down; I had this strange image of myself, like my reflection had flashed at me (kind of like cameras do in movies when there is intense dialoge* going on.) The expression on my face seemed remorseful and even though I was still angry with her, I was trying to patch it up. I don't remember saying anything to her.

And about the shrooms, I had been expecting to trip and was scared about tripping while taking care of my son. But I didn't feel any strong prescence of the drug's dreamlike effects. I felt different, but still sane. I remember thinking at some point that the shrooms didn't work so we'll be okay. And something about putting our son to bed anyway.

That's it. Hopefully if I keep trying this pen and paper thing I'll recall more dreams. Also I think what really helped was I had my hand hanging off the bed as I feel asleep and I fell asleep holding the pen hoping it would serve as a reminder while I was sleeping and for when I woke up to write something down. Kind of like taping two fingers together to fall asleep consciously, I don't know. And the dream hadn't come to me right when I woke up or within the few minutes I layed there, but it came in the middle of getting ready for work. Just a few thoughts for myself.

EDIT: Another interesting thing, when I got to work this morning, one of the girls I worked with made me have an extreme flashback of the feeling in my dream and of the girl in my dream.

30th of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment.

I am part of an RPG, one of my own creations that has yet to be worked out. I seem to have lost something and go around asking my family, trying to find out what has happened.

I met an elf, of the same age as me, she was the one that introduced vampirism to create better soldiers. I have a flashback; A soldier is being insulted by his 'friends/colleagues' because he is a vampire. I get into a card and an older woman, my mentor, drives me somewhere, through parts of my neighbourhood. In my next mission, something reminiscent of a revolution is occurring. I need to spy on someone's iPod like machine and retrieve a code amongst other things.

I am about halfway through the code when the alarmclock rings and I wake up.

I am at Lomond View Elementary running from these people that are after a ring of branches that I had with me. This ring of branches is magical. If you say the right phrase and put it in the right position on the ground it will do whatever you want it to. I used it, Incorrectly, but it still worked, to summon a Go Kart and was driving away from the guys that were now in a van. The path I was driving on had a lot of swinging gates on it so I would use the ring to close the gates and make the guys behind me take detours. I ended up losing them and drove around to the back of the school where my friends were waiting for me on the playground. They all seemed disappointed and looked like they though I wasn't going to get away from the guys until they saw me coming down the hill. We ran out into a field that was behind the playground and tried to use the ring to get away. It wasn't working. I tried again and it still wouldn't work. This is the point of the dream that I found out you had to do those special things I mentioned earlier to get the ring to work. The phrase was something involving Click Clack... But I dont' really remember anything else from it. One of the kids with me, who was really fat, knew the secret phrase and took the ring and used it to summon a portal to somewhere else and we all went through.

I was now at my house and all of the kids were gone. I think my friends were there with me but I don't remember very well if there was anyone else. I heard the garage door opening and I went outside to look and my dad was coming home. I went out there and there was another car behind him that looked like a police car. Two people stepped out. One person in a business suit and another in boxing shorts and a robe. He asked us, "Have you heard of the back door burglar?"

My dad said, "Well, I heard that a house a few houses down got ripped off but I didn't know that it happened again." The guy told us to watch out for him and took off. I said to my dad, "Man, he looked tired."

I went out back to check our doors and all of them were in place. I climbed up my deck, which now had a spiral staircase on it and was pretty high off the ground, to check that door and it was good as well. We walked around front and the front door was open except for a glass door. My dad went in first and as soon as he got in there a woman with a baseball bat hit him and took him hostage. I opened the door after him and tried to go inside but there was also a guy in there and they both had guns. I told them to let my dad go and take me instead and they happily obliged. The woman grabbed me and my dad went into his room to grab a gun. I was pushed down some stairs and the guy was at the bottom. He looked at me, raised his gun, and shot me in the head. I started to fall over and then I didn't die. I went to the guy, who had a terrified look on his face, and tried to grab his gun. He shot me again. I still didn't die. At this point I started moaning and went all zombie on the guy and he freaked out and backed into a lay-z-boy chair that was in the room. I grabbed his gun and started to club him in the head with it. The woman had either run off or disappeared at this point. I kept hitting him but nothing was happening until finally his head popped and he died. There was an old woman at the other end of the room I was in and she told me that I should have died but I missed my chance and now I would have a meeting about it. She opened this safe looking door and told me to go through it. I never did.

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[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]The Live Room[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#800080"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#000000"][/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]Note: I remember this dream was incredibly long, but alas, my bad recall.

I'm in a library researching something.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]I was frustrated, looking up research for my assignment when some shady guy handed me a document with "The Live Room" written on it, before I could ask what it was, he was gone. He was weird and the document said confidential so I went on to study for my assignment. Eventually my curiosity got the better of me and I looked in the document, I can't exactly remember what it said, but it had a location in it, I went there.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]It was a small office with things scattered around the floor, there were few people there but it seemed hectic and strained.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]The moment I went through the door, there was a woman who looked stressed who pretty much shoved me back out the door until the guy who gave me the document intervened, saying he invited me. The woman looked at him kinda like how a serious person looks at a carefree goof when he makes a mistake, she had daggers in her eyes, and he was laughing. I can't exactly remember what went on here, but I was pretty sure it was illegal, and the live room had access to all information in the world. Before I could ask anything more, the woman sent me somewhere.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]All I remember is a beautiful sight with a lush field and cliffs, where I took a quick look at the live room document.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]When I got back, the woman said I can now use the live room whenever I want.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

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[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Smile For The Camera...Crash And Burn[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#800080"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#000000"][/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]I was some sort of racer in the most dangerous cup in the world, where there were guns, fire, jumps and things like that, we raced things called Razor Cycles. The races aren't decided by place, but by audience points.

By the way, my name's Mason

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]I was[/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"] [/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]prepping my cycle [/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"](fitting it with the weapons)[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"] when my real life friend J came to get me, saying that the organiser has an annoucement for the racers. We all gathered around a table with a strange disk-like device on it, we all looked around, confused at eachother.

The strange device started floating as the annoucer explained that the audience wanted a more close up view of the race and that they would be positioned above the track. When someone passes near one it will follow them for a while, taking pictures and video.

[I]Organiser: Make sure to smile for the cameras
J: Will it give us extra points or something?
Me: Yes, it will give us extra points when we blast you while you're distracted
Everyone: Laugh
Stishka: That's right we'll destroy you together, huh, Mason?

[/I]Back at the track, we were racing, I was in 2nd place in front of J, and behind Stishka. Come the camera, J had a stupid look on his face as Stishka and I double bazooka'd him.[I] [/I]The final result of the whole cup was 1st Place - Stishka, 2nd Place - Mason, 3rd Place - Krezic...9th Place - J. [/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"](out of 12)

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]Stishka and I got the photo and made sure to show J, perfect moment.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

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[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Don't Think You Understand Her[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#800080"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#000000"][/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]Note: Everything was anime style[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]

[/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]I was training with swords along with a girl called Na'ki at a Edo period style dojo.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]We were training normal as we apparently do every day but then suddenly, out of no-where some slightly threatening looking guy comes and grabs Na'ki and tries to run away with her. I yell out to Na'ki, as she yells back and the guy suddenly stops and asks what I am to her, to which I reply "a friend".

Still holding onto Na'ki, he yells out that I can never understand her and challenges me to a duel.[/COLOR][COLOR="#000000"]

End of what I can remember...[/COLOR][/INDENT]

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in my family's garage, on the side my dad's car is usually on, but it wasn't in there. I was looking at some photos in an album. I knew I was about to get married, and my heart sank for a minute, because I thought that I was marrying someone other than Ryan. Then, I saw a photo of Ryan and I together, and I knew that I was, in fact, going to marry him. I got excited, and stayed excited throughout the entire dream.

Then, I was at some place that was going to do a photoshoot of our engagement, and my bridesmaids. We were sitting outside. There were some of my friends whom I would like to be in my wedding sitting in chairs. Courtney is one that I remember vividly being there. But there was a girl there whom I rarely talk to in waking life, Erica. I wondered what she was doing there. I also didn't see MK or Caitlin there. I figured they were off busy with something and couldn't make it.

I then remember looking through a photo album of pictures that were already taken of my wedding party and I. In a lot of them, I was sitting on a bed with a light, seafoam green shirt on under a wedding gown. A lot of my bridesmaids were around me in a lot of the photos.

Then, I remember seeing a program/menu for the wedding/reception. I then knew why Erica was there--because her mom was helping with the food for the reception. On the menu I saw something about crawfish (which I've never eaten in waking life). I thought that was interesting. I also looked for my bridesmaids' names on the program. I saw some of them, but some were hard to read.

Then, I was sitting next to Ryan inside this building that the photoshoot was in. We were sitting on chairs inside the edge of this pen that was fenced in with a low, black, fence made of metal bars. We were waiting to do this photo of him throwing the engagement ring to me, and me catching it. The thing was, he hadn't formally proposed to me yet. We just knew we were getting married since we had talked about it so much. I wanted a formal proposal, but it wasn't neccessary. At some point, I called him my boyfriend, and then said "Oh, I mean fiance". He then slipped the ring on my right ring finger, but it was too big. In fact, my pinky fit in it as well. I tried putting it on the left ring finger, and it fit better, but I was supposed to wear it on my right until we got married. I figured I needed to go get it sized at some point.

Then, Jeanne, a lady I work with, called us over. We walked to the other far edge of the pen, and she started giving us instructions on how the photoshoot needed to go.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Got a good night's sleep last night, but only recalled one dream.

20.45: Sleep

05.10: Hockey
I'm playing hockey in my brother's team. I have replaced some other guy and I got his stick. It's made for a left handed person but I quickly learn how to handle it. I do a goal and spin around, it feels great to be skating again. I get to play center and I get the puck before the other guy when the referee drops it. The other team had no idea I had played before and I dribble through the whole team and score another goal.

I head for the booth to talk to my dad. "That was ok. Atleast you're better than Linus (my cousin)." he tells me. How can he NOT be impressed by what I just did?. I try to put on the plastic strips that protects the steel. As I do the dream changes without me knowing it.

I'm talking to my mom and my sister, they're sun bathing. My mom starts talking about her new job. "I'm making 100 k for 100 pictures taken a month". "That's nice! You share it with dad right?" I ask her. "No, he doesn't get anything at all, he can make his own money" she tells me. I get absolutely furious right away. I yell at her for quite some time. "You've always had a fair judgement and a good sense of right and wrong, but I've lost all respect for you now" I tell her. Grrr.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I will post my results from my little "research project" tomorrow. I know it's almost impossible to get conclusive results as there are way too many things affecting amount of dreams and lucids. But bah.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Heading home from work. Traffic camera flashes. I kept cursing in my head. Making my way to a car workshop nearby, I parked close to the open entrance. I see my old friend working there. I instantly walked to a toolbox finding a worklight on it(on the left of the entrance), like if I knew it was supposed to be there. Im starting to look for my EVAP leak (which my car has in real life) while my friend keeps telling me to calm down about the speed camera.

At the car workshop there were many cars and workers, blue car lifted in the air to be welded from the bottom(on the right). Welding and putting the cars together. My friend was wearing yellow high-visibility t-shirt and blue pants. He sat on the driver's seat, left foot outside of the car

The road where the camera flashed is a real road and the camera was at the right spot, the workshop is not real for my knowledge.

I was doing 65kph on 50kph zone when camera flashed. The lights turned from green to red without showing the yellow at all. I drove the left lane, which was wrong lane if I was driving home.

AC DC was playing in the car, "If you want blood".

Wednesday 30th March 2011
I went into a book shop and browsed for something that I might like. After a couple of minutes of searching, a book on one of the shelves eventually caught my eye.

I picked up the book from the shelf and inspected the cover; I can't remember what the subject of the book was, but I vaguely remember the cover having the colour red on it. Deciding to flip through the book, I leafed through the pages to find that they had been covered with layers of yellow tape. There were many strips that covered the whole page --none of the original text or images could be seen.

Going back to the inside cover of the book, I decided to peel it off so I could see what was underneath. Picking at the corner, I eventually got a good hold of the tape and pulled it off. It came off rather easily; and while sticky residue still remained, the ink underneath was left mostly unscathed. There was a pattern of some sort on that page; although I can't remember it clearly.

I decided to buy the book and attempt to take off the yellow tape from all of the other pages when I got home.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A group of young men sat in a basement room like in some kind of church or school. The walls may have been red bricks. There were windows high up on the walls, letting in plenty of natural light.

The young men sat in a group of folding chairs arranged in a triangle near the left wall of the room. A group of older men entered the room. They sat inn a triangle of folding chairs opposite the men. I saw all this as if my eye level were at about seat-level with the chairs and as if I were between the two triangles of chairs.

The young men had apparently served during some war in the role of torturers. These young men had actually tortured the old men. But now the two groups were supposed to make peace and be friends.

One of the young men asked the old men a kind of silly question about art or movies. One old man didn't want to hear it. The old man was kind of short, with tough, tan skin, and thinning, grey-white hair. He wore a grey blazer and slacks and a maroon sweater. He began shouting at the young man, didn't he think anything he'd done was wrong?

I now got a good view of the young men for the first time. They all projected a feeling of being very beautiful, though they were all actually kind of plain looking. Yet this feeling of beauty also created a scary feeling of calm, methodical cruelty. The men all had books in their laps, different books, as if they had each been independently reading before the old men came in.

One of the young men, a tall, pale man with thick-rimmed glasses, frizzy, black hair, and stubble, and wearing a kind of loose, pudding-yellow sweater, asked the old man a question. The young man had a pencil, as if her were going to write notes in his book.

Somehow the old man and young man got into an argument that implied that now the old men had been the torturers while the young men had been tortured.

The young man asked, "Why did you gather all of us up? Why did you carry us away?"

The old man said, "Because you looked guilty."

The young man asked, "How could we look guilty?"

The old man said, "You know, your looks. You look like a certain type."

I may have figured in my dream or just waking up from my dream that the old man meant "the Jewish type."

Lembre-me de estar caminhando no meio de uma rua da minha cidade e na calçada(ou passeio)havia um homem me acompanhando e ele me dizia:
"Isso tudo é um sonho.","Nada disso aqui é real."...
Então ele pediu para que olhasse para um homem que se encontrava ali e eu olhei, e ele mandou que eu imaginasse que aquele homem ali era um palhaço e eu comecei a imagina-lo como palhaço e de repente ele se transformou num palhaço (Como não fiz nenhum reality check ,não tenho certeza se fiquei lucido por um breve momento). Nesse momento eu fui parar em outro lugar(involuntariamente) , estava dentro de um predio e nesse predio havia uma escadaria muito alta e larga e estava dois homens vestidos de ternos brigando e eu estava jundando um deles ,pois o outro era perigoso e estava com um revolver na mão. E no meio daquela confussão toda o homem disparava a arma varias vezes e eu deviava todas as vezes "até que uma vez ele me acertou e então eu acordei"(ESSE PERIODO ESTA ENTRE ASPAS POIS NÃO TENHO CERTEZA SE OCORREU MESMO OU FOI SÓ MINHA IMAGINAÇÃO)

Orange = Lucid

If only I could remember more of this. It might make a bit more sense, lmao.

I'm somewhere random trying to help this guy bury this dude who accidentally killed himself with a gun (he was about to kill the guy I was with but the gun electrocuted his heart, resulting in him dying instantly). We don't know what to do with the body. There's a pond next to us which I spot out though (we're all standing (in the dead guy's case, lying) on a pile of logs) and me and the guy I'm with roll him off into the pond. We can still see the body. Then somebody is coming for us. I jump up and grab onto something above me, hauling the rest of me up in the process. The guy I'm with hides himself. We don't get caught.

We're now outlaws in the middle of nowhere. It's not just me and this guy though, there's more of us now (we're all dressed up as animals for some reason). This guy is the leader and he's a vulture (or something) Suddenly we're about to get busted again by some form of authority. I curl into a really small ball as to avoid being seen, and surprisingly, I get away with it.

I'm now in a random room. It's baby-like. I'm in a bed with Dad lying next to me. He seems different though. He's way more open, and for some reason fondling my 'area' with his foot, although I don't think he's aware that he's doing so.Then the thought clicks ''Wait, where am I? I'm in a child's room with my Dad who's acting strange and treating me like a child... WHAT?! Have I gone back in time?!''

I'm now in the kitchen with Mum, terrified about the whole going back in time thing, as it's happened a few times and I have zero control over it. I ask her how old I am (to find out where I am). She refuses to answer. I go into the dining room and Dad's coming out of the living room, so I ask him how old I am. He replies ''10''. I freak out. ''What?! NO, I'm almost 18! What's going on?! I'm travelling back in time for reason and I can't stop it at all?!'' Mum dismisses my views. Dad says ''Actually, I have been noticing differences about you recently. You've gotten really tall suddenly for example!'' (I also noticed I wasn't wearing any glasses here, which I wear all the time; another thing which made me think I had gone back).
Then the light goes out, and Mum passes me the phone. I can hear our dead cat on the other end, but there's scary music playing as well, so I put it down quickly and turn the light back on. I'm desperate to be acknowledged at this stage (I'm literally panicking). Something really doesn't feel right. I think to myself ''Why am I going back in time?! How do I stop it?!'' I try to tell Mum about Dizzy (our cat) dying in the 'future'. She doesn't have a clue who Dizzy is. I then realise this must be before we got her, so telling her about it is absolutely pointless.

I'm now on my bike heading to town. It's night and my lights don't work, so I have to be careful not to get hit by cars. I'm still dead scared about the whole time travelling thing.

I'm going down a hill as a near town, passing people with dogs and such. As I enter, it suddenly becomes a house. There's a girl and a boy sitting at the end of a bed, on the floor, to the right of me. In front of me there are stairs. I go down them. There's load of people sitting on couches and having a laugh. None of them seem to welcome me, and make no inclination to wanting me to sit with them/wanting to make room for me. I decide to go back upstairs. The girl and the boy are about to get off. I figure I want to join in some of the action, too, but they tell me no. I think to myself ''It's alright. I can just change it so that they let me.''
.................................................. .
''WAIT. WHAT?! That means I'm dreaming!''
By this point I realised that everything around me was extremely vivid (hence why I mistook it for reality) and became lucid. I almost didn't believe that I was dreaming though, so I did a reality check by trying to push my thumb through my hand. It failed. I figured this might happen (like a previous dream I had where I was dying, and tried this RC only to fail) so I proceeded to hold my nose and try to breathe. During the middle of this, I then noticed a mirror in front of me. One of my best friends Kevin was running (in the mirror) towards me. He then smashed clean through, and was in the room with us. I thought to myself ''Yup, I'm dreaming alright.''

I then woke up pretty much instantly. However, I think this was due to the fact I had to wake up at 7, and I woke up about 2 minutues before because my sub-conscious didn't want the shock of the alarm.