non-lucid

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was walking into Old Time Pottery. It looked kind of like Hobby Lobby the way things were laid out. I glanced to my right, and I saw Katherine. I wanted to avoid a confrontation, so I started walking to the left. I saw my friend/coworker Tim in front of me. He was walking on crutches. We said hello to one another, when Katherine walked up. She started talking to Tim, and I tried to ignore her, when she said my name and asked how I was. I avoided looking at her and said I was good, and asked how she was. She responded.

Then, Katherine and I were walking down an aisle. She was pushing a shopping cart. I asked her if she still had her cat, and she said yes, and started talking about him for a bit. She then picked out these two chocolate chip cookie cream sandwich treats and put them in the cart. She said they were for her cat. I was going to tell her cats aren't supposed to eat chocolate, but I decided not to, because she'd just disregard what I had to say anyway.

~

I was at a school, in the cafeteria.

I was then going to a wedding. I was outside in the sunshine, and I saw Tim and this other girl I am acquainted with in waking life, Caitlin L. They were hugging each other, and seemed very happy. I had thought that they were fighting and weren't together, but they had apparently gotten back together.

Then, we were all seated waiting for the ceremony. We were still outside. Except for now it wasn't a wedding, but it was a funeral. There was a man we were all looking at, and he was laying in a hospital bed. He seemed like a very strong man; he was very built. He had black hair, tan skin, and was wearing a navy blue shirt. There were doctors around him. Then, I had a flash of some Rugrats episode where Chuckie's dad got married in the desert. That's apparently where we were. I saw a skeleton of some sort of big animal.

Then, the man got up out of the hospital bed, and ripped out all his tubes, IVs, and electrodes. The doctors tried to stop him, but he was determined to get up.

Then, he was on top of this giant stack of books. Then, I was him. I was on top of the huge stack of books. I looked down, and it seemed like a very long way down. On the ground was a blow-up mattress. I was scared to jump, so I asked one of the doctors to slightly pull out one of the books in the middle of the stack to act as a step for me to get down onto. He did so, and I held my hand out to the doctor, and he took it and helped me to step down onto the mattress.

DJ Log: March 26, 2011 – 9:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am standing outside a large building, talking with a couple of friends. One is a male with dark hair and a stocky build, and the other is female with dark hair and a thin build. After discussing what to do for the evening, we decide to go to their house for a movie night. When I get in my truck, I find that the battery is dead in my truck and it won't start. The other two ask if I want to ride with them. I get in the back seat of their convertible with the female and the guy gets in the driver seat. The front right seat is missing and there is no roof, doors, or trunk. The car is just a floor pan with seats and driver controls. As we drive off, it is very noisy and windy. I ask the guy, “Can we stop by my house so I can grab a jacket?” He replies, “Sure, is it along the way?” I reply, “Yes. It's right on that first mountain we're about to drive over.”

On one of the back roads to my house, there is a box truck and a tractor blocking the road. We start to pass them on the left side and I say to the driver, “Watch out for these assholes. They will act like they don't see you, then they will run into you and not care.” The driver says, “Yeah, whatever. I've seen my share of people who don't know how to use the gas pedal. I'm gonna pass these fuckers like it's nothing.” As soon as he tries to pass, the guy in the box truck swerves to the left and almost hits the car. We stop and watch as the truck takes a while to turn around and back into an area next to a barn. The driver exchanges a hard look with the guy in the truck, then glares at the guy on the tractor as the tractor stops in the middle of the road. The guy on the tractor glares back, then gets off the tractor and walks up to the car. He says, “I saw you giving me a hard look back there, but I've decided to let it go.” I say to the driver, “Don't start anything with him. Let's just go. We're running a bit late.”

We stop by my house so I can grab a jacket. When we arrive, we walk across the yard and under a low-hanging tree with purple flowers on it. While walking up the sidewalk, we are greeted by a guy standing at my door with short blonde hair and a thin build. As I was opening my door, this guy is rambling on about choosing which amplifier to use. I say, “I don't care.” then walk in the house. I pick up my jacket and turn around to blackness, then wake up.

Yesturday my dream started with my at my moms place. Her friend Fred was there saying he rented this scary movie and wants to watch it. While sitting there I had a burst of knowingness and I realized I was dreaming.
Quickly I jumped on the couch and rubbed the walls with my hands. I even Licked the wall to attempt to stabilize the dream but soon I awoke.
I layed still and didnt move, as I was falling back asleep I told myself I will remember i'm dreaming.

Im now down stairs now at my moms place we've started a movie and Fred starts walking down the steps saying, Hey I got rented this movie.
I look at him and I have that sence of awarness but i never said in my dream hey im dreaming, I just layed low. With my finger i made a box around the T.V and Dvd player(just like in adobe photoshop) and i split the box with two fingers making Copies of the Television ! now we can both watch different movies Fred says happily.
I spin around and started to make more T.Vs on their floor and computer desk. I was amazed, Soon my step dad came out of the bathroom and i thought of giving him some hair.
I made an outline around my head and made a motion of putting it on his head.
Now he's got a Full set of hair on his head ! It looks alittle off but my mom tells his it will grow in. Everything in this dream wasn't Vivid but it was shadowy and Vague almost like I was tired and aware i was in the dream or as i see it (semi Lucid). As I woke up I layed still again thinking I will reconize im dreaming once asleep.

In the next dream I was in a field playing catch with no ball but a Rock... Something was off but I wasn't aware of it fully It felt like my conscious was Half asleep.
As the rock was thrown to me it goes way off but I use spider-mans web to bring it right into my hand. I seen no web come out its was invisible.
After catching it I threw it up and used the web again playing catch with myself amazed. Shortly after we're at a park and its time to go. I tell everyone I can teleport them home rather than walking or catching the bus. One by One I made the disappear until I was left. Looking at a tree and did the same highlighting technique and pasted one ontop of the other making an extremely tall tree. While looking up I thought this is cool and I woke up.

While in all my dreams Exept the first bit Everything wasn't Vividly clear when I was Controlling some things, But its a start.

At school I was told I had to work at a Justin beiber concert that was being set up in the yard. I don't think I was looking forward to it very much, but couldn't get out of it. I had to set up some food that at the time looked like plenty but when I woke up realized that it was not enough at all.

There was a murderer killing people with a scorpion tail looking sword ( not cool looking ) I remember some old lady died or was telling me about him, or yelling...

People came over to my house for a party I remember Jason was there and more random people from school. It was awkward the party was a failure. At the time I remember thinking something along the lines of...fuck it, cant please everyone. I believe I was playing some sort of video game... * REALITY CHECK WHEN I PLAY GAMES!!!!!! *

I had set up plans to do something but remembered that Atilio and Aaron were at my house and we had planned to hang out today. This was a stressful dream.

Wow, it feels like forever since I last got on these forums! Hopefully I'm back to stay awhile...

So in recent months I haven't really even tried to lucid dream. If I did try it would fail every time; maybe things just got too routine to be meaningful enough to cause my brain to go lucid. I honestly don't know. But I think now that I have spent a decent amount of time away from lucid dreaming, as long as I have a goal in mind I can get back into it.

That goal came to me last night as I watched Inception for the second time. Of course I realized how much of it isn't true to real life, but a lot of things from the movie could work, with some slight modifications. So I decided that in the coming weeks I'm going to try to take as many concepts from Inception as possible and turn them into a real life, working form. At the same time I will simply be keeping a normal journal of my dreams to aid in recall. For the sake of those that dislike people using Inception for real-life lucid dreaming, I'll be including small sections that explain the reasoning behind each part, to prove I'm not mindlessly following a hollywood story.

Last night, being the first of this quest, I had to start small and simple, with something that could work without a few days' practice beforehand. That narrowed things down to none other than the kick. I went with Non je ne Regrette Rien, the song used in Inception, set to an alarm on my netbook (using Easy MP3 Alarm) so that it would deliver the kick right about 4:00am.

I don't recall a lot about the dream I was having, but I do remember that suddenly everything went black, and I heard the sound of a trumpet as if it had been recorded and then exponentially slowed down. It faded in and out, the blasts increasing in pitch and frequency as time went on. After a few seconds, the trumpet was normal speed, and I could hear Edith Piaf's voice in addition to the trumpets. I was successfully awakened by the song.

Why it works: This is up for debate, but I believe the reason this song in particular is effective at waking people up is because the trumpets function similarly to a beat in an isochronic tone. Because the trumpets sound off at a relatively high frequency, your brain's natural reaction is to adjust to match that frequency, which is too high for sleeping, thus waking you up.

After that, I got up, shut down the netbook so I'd stop wasting electricity (I'm no environmentalist, but that stuff isn't cheap! ), and then got back in bed, hoping I'd remain conscious enough to reach lucidity.

Next time my eyes opened, I was laying on a mattress without sheets, looking up at a roof of blue-tinted steel, and a very bright light. I sat up and walked out of my chamber, finding the whole building to be made of the same blue-ish metal. The architecture was odd--not based on squares and rectangles like normal buildings, but rather everything was based on a hexagonal shape. The hallways were also lined with screens that were embedded into the walls. They were displaying games and programs currently in testing. As I continued walking down the hallway, I passed a room where I could see the people who were actually doing the testing. I got the feeling that I was in the headquarters some software development company, or something of that nature.

When I got outside, I saw a group of my friends, but before I could even say anything to them, they had grabbed me and pulled me behind some weird structure, telling me that I had to be careful not to be seen by the police. Apparently I had accidentally committed some crime in regards to the software company, and false memory caused me to believe it. I also wasn't alone; one dream character had done the same thing as me, and had to hide as well.

After a while of just sneaking around trying to find our way home, I heard loud machine noises coming from behind me and turned to see a train driving along an elevated track. The track was horribly damaged and out of repair, and swayed back and forth as the train sped along, trying to cross the weak section before it gave way. It didn't happen; the tracks began to fall apart shortly ahead of the train, and within a moment the train had driven off the end and landed in a (very realistic) explosion.

Something about that explosion and its realism drew me very strongly into the dream, and everything took on a greater depth and clarity. I really felt like I was there, and perhaps I even had a sense of being in a dream, but it didn't register enough for me to truly be lucid.

At any rate, with the train drawing all the attention of the police, the DC and I no longer had to worry about sneaking around. In fact, we were primary witnesses of what happened, so the police and news reporters all wanted to ask us questions instead of turn us in.

I walked around and talked to some people after that, but the dream was pretty much over from that point; nothing very interesting happened thereafter. What I do find interesting is how my mind translated my desire to really be in the dream--as in, a dream that I'm in deeply enough for it to be clear and have the depth of consciousness to it--in the form of an explosion. Usually I would have thought such a thing would cause me to wake up, but it seems that something surprising and highly realistic does the exact opposite. I'll have to remember that...maybe it could come in handy if I'm ever lucid and the dream is fading! Just make something explode

Well, I'm going to work on a totem today and see if I can apply that principle to reality checking. Wish me luck!

Rare Coins Found

I was floating down a large creek in a boat with a few other people I don't see the boat or the people. A lot of my dreams are like that.

Someone mentions that someone gave a person named Oro (gold in Spanish) some silver...or something like that. I thought that was odd. Then we past some rocks. There were coins spilled all over the place.

I looked at a nickel and saw it was a war nickel (in waking life minted 1942 to 1945, 40% silver with a large mint mark above the Monticello). I saw the S above the Monticello, so I said, "Hey, a war nickel!" On closer inspection I noticed that all the coins were silver, and many were very rare, special pieces. It was a treasure!...but it wasn't ours!

We started picking up as many as we could. I filled to sport-coat pockets full, and of course I filled my mouth with them

Dream skip: We are all in a building and I get the feeling someone suspects we found the coins. I try not to look suspicious. I can't talk obviously or I'm busted. Someone asked why I have my hands in my pockets. I look like, "Whatever. I'm just walking around."

I tell someone about the coins in my mouth and he says, "Just take an aspirin." He was no help!

That's all I remember.

A Brush with an OGF

I was with a girl who used to torture me in waking life. I put my hand on her shoulder and very slowly inched towards her breast. She let me and I felt very relieved, but I never actually got to touch her. I just know that in my dream, the point was that she let me. It was like a dream saying, "Yada yada" right at the good part.

Anyway, then she was across the table and I couldn't be close to her. A sweet, sweet beauty but so, so cold! That's the way she always treated me in waking life and that was the end of that dream.

HUGE Tatooed Construction Workers

I was in a strange house. I looked out a window and saw a huge construction vehicle. It was like something you see on a PBS special about huge vehicles that you never get to see in waking life. I was amazed.

There were guys lined up on the ground all...doing something...at the side of the vehicle. They were like 7 foot tall body builders, all tattooed, every last one of them. I saw their builds. Just as in waking like, they had different body types, and I just looked down the line, amazed at how someone got a special crew of monster sized people. They must have been working on a very special project.

I kept going down the line until there was another truck. This truck was smaller, and had smaller guys, but I was thinking that if it weren't for those huge guys, these guys would all look pretty big to me.

Then there was a guy in a bobcat driving on top of two construction vehicles. He needed to be up hi for some reason, but what a ridiculous balancing act.

The End

Strange Movie Set

I was on some kind of movie set. A scene was acted out where a guy lost his head. I forget how he lost it, but when he was supposed to lose his head, he would press a button on his neck and his head would pop off.

His head was separate from his body, talking, asking if they should do the scene over where his head is cut off with a sword instead of however he lost it the first time.

The End

Um Inter milan vs. ac milan and the fans were wrecking the stadium.
then my school was situated in a quarry and i was in english.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Intended to get lucid last night, and I did, but I haven't had a long and vivid LD in two weeks now, and that sucks. I have tried getting lucid more than once a night, but I'm finding it very difficult. I'm thinking I shouldn't have too strong intentions when going to bed. Instead I will focus on the WBTB during the morning, which will ensure me to have a long and vivid LD. Also I'm having a hard time writing down my dreams, too damn tired! This is what I recall from last night.

22.30: Sleep

07.30: Lost love
I'm in Gene Simmons house. I don't recall what I've done there, but I have a vague memory of doing alot. I look through a closet of his and find a box full of random things. A small pin board with different military honors on it. None of them are special and I put the thing aside. I find a brown envelope with a couple of pictures in it. This thing I know, it's actually a letter I and my girlfriend used to fill up with pictures with things we did. I realise that never actually happened.

Dream skips. I'm outside of the house and ring the doorbell. A woman opens the door. "Yes?". "Hi, you probably don't know who I am, but I just want to thank you. I want to thank you for everything you gave me in the past, for everything you gave me in the present and everything you might give me in the future, even if it might never happen" I say and begin to get emotional. An entire lifetime was all a lie. I hand her the brown envelope and walk away. A friend of mine is with me. "What now?" he asks me. I jump up in the air and do several spinkicks before I land.

I realise it's all a dream because of the low gravity. Cool, the second time I'm lucid tonight. Something suddenly rushes past me. I turn around and see a few people driving around in invisible go karts. "Let's follow them" I say and get down on my butt. I use their momentum just as they're rounding a corner and drag myself with telekinesis after them. It's quite fun, but I can't seem to catch up. I stand up and start to run instead. I jump and try to fly but I land on my stomach, scraping my belly. Damnit.

07.30: Fragment
*I'm in my hometown with Monica. Ahead of us is a tunnel full of people. I walk up to the crowd which is being held back by the police. A policeman gives me a push with his shield and tells me to step back. I spot an old classmate and I ask him what's going on. He tells me the cops punched him and he shows me his broken lip.

09.00: Boat
I'm in a boat at work. There's something on the bottom we have to get up, and my boss shows up in a smaller boat and starts circling us. I get in the water and dive. There's a rope down there and I'm desperately trying to grab it, I almost black out when I reach the surface for air. I lie still for a while to regain my strength. On the second try I grab the thing and pull it up. It's a small boat and I turn it upside down to get the water out. A small girl who was with us has to ride the boat and I tell her to relax and sit still. I grab the oars and put them in their holes and hand them to her.
All of a sudden the water turns to ice and I get up on it. I grab a rope coming from the boat and I try to pull the little girl over the ice. The rope breaks and I tie it up again. Once again the rope breaks and I have to redo it. I struggle with it for a while and when I feel like it should hold I start to run.

I am completely oblivious to the change of scenery and I run into a restaurant on a cruiseship. The rope breaks and red onion slices spreads out on the entire carpet. My brother Martin shows up. "Hey Matte! Let's get wasted ok?" he tells me and gestures for me to follow him. I don't feel like eating any more McDonalds (apparently I had had some) and I follow. We run down five or six flights of stairs going around. "I don't have anything to drink" I tell him.

My sister shows up on the next floor. "You can have milk from me, just chug it!" she tells me as I keep on running downwards. "Get drunk on milk? Are you serious? I don't want any milk!" I yell at her back and we arrive at a club. I head up to the bar to order a few beers I can chug.

09.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I'll do a proper WBTB tomorrow morning. Wish me luck!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I had 5 dreams today I think, but I can only remember 4. After 5 days of sleep deprivation, the dreams were great.

I enter a flat with 3 people, I don't know them. We wake up two women, they are lying in bed, one on top of the other. They both have brown hair, the lower one long, the upper shorter hair. They look incredibely beautiful, and seem to are naked under the blanket. At first, everyone stares at them, then the other 3 people begin to discuss something. This annoys the women, nad they try to get the attention back. First, they are kissing. They got my attention now, but the others are not even noticing what is going on. The women are even more upset, then the one with long hair goes even further and drwas the blanket down, one breast is visible. Still no reaction from the others. The short-haired one starts to caress and lick the breast, nothing happens. They finally give up.
The longhaired girl is now showering, the other one is sitting with me on a coach and we have a conversation. She is wearing a white t-shirt and shorts, because she will take a shower soon too. We talk about trading card games. The longhaired one finished her shower, the other hops in. I need to go to the toilet, but the door is locked. The longhaired one shows me an alternative way to get in, there a hole in the wall, but I decide not to disturb the one showering.

My brother is trying to convince me in playing World of Warcraft again (as he always tries IRL), so I run around with a gnome and die. We look up what new features will be updated with the next addon, and see that there will be 2 new classes. Like any WoW-player would, my brother freaks out, and pushes me to look for more information. I find sketches of the talent trees available, and we look into it. The first class is specializing in Dagger-like weapons, and amplifies their damage by using some magic force related to animals. The second class is somewhat an assasin, but one talent tree stands out, because its sole purpose is to push the 2-hand-sword damage. I mention that this could mean insane crit-potential, then I look at the last talent. It is an attack where the user spins around, does damage to everyone near him and disarms them too. Quite powerful against melees.

Me and my brother are watching television, a series starts and I say: "Hey, it's invader Zim!", and our attention rises. The show starts, and I feel like I am really in the story. The first scene is in a dark room, a small fire is in there, and an old sorcerer is reading out loud from a book. He looks very sad to me. The rival to Zim appears, this kid from school with glasses and black hair. He threatens him to hand over the book, and tells him that he will come back to kill him, because he has too much knowledge. The sorcerer is rather oblivious to it, he is constantly worrying about something. The rival leaves with the book.
I am now part of the story, I gather a team of 5 people and try to get the book back from him. We follow him into a dark forest, mist is all around us. A woman of our team gets seperated from us (she reminds me of Kallen in Code Geass), and gets attacked by ghostlike beings. She gets bitten and becomes half monster. I run after her, but she yells that she is okay and will manage it somehow, and then vanishes with the ghosts into the mist. We locate the rival, and a few of my team start an attack, the rest waits. After a while, the woman comes back, she is human again. She is holding frogs in her hands, saying that the rivals magic power is too strong. The frogs are our teammates, they only turn back to human form very slowly, so we decide to regroup and leave.
We are in a room, and analyzing the rivals powers. The woman has taken sound recordings, so I go to the computer and look for a program on google. I try to type the right thing, but I fail 3 times."I know why it isn't working, this is a dream." I say to a teammate who was looking over my shoulder. I remember what I wanted to do, so I go to the computer again and try to play the song "Colony of birchmen" by Mastodon, but instead I hear something DaftPunk-like. Then I try to make the dream more vivd by clapping my hands, but the dream fades.

I clearly remember the transmission from the dream to reality, I am lying in my bed on my left side. I think "this is exactly the right time to try DEILD", so I do not move and try to do the techniques described in a book. Observing images is not working, so I listen to the sound in my head. Then I decide to roll out of my body, but instead, my body moves.
Still, it was my dream body, I succesfully entered the phase. I roll out of bed, and drop to the ground. Everything feels real, I wonder if I am really dreaming. My room is dimly lit, I sit on the ground and wonder why my ghost has not left my body. I try to drag my soul; my left arm is drawing on my right fingertips. I am partly succesful, the spirit really seems to come out, but it is elastic, like a rubber glove. Then I think: "This is stupid, how a I supposed to draw out my soul with my body?" so I stop and leave my room, kinda still wondering if I am dreaming. I enter the room of my brother, he is sitting at his copmuter and his hands move as if he is playing a game, but instead of his monitor, he is looknig at a big black box, somehow looks like a big monitor from behind. I am amused by this and tell my brother that I am in the phase.

...yeah. It was awesome.

My memory is quite limited for most of these, so there may be little I can write, but here:

1st dream -
I'm with Mum and Tabitha in some kind of snowy landscape. A natural disaster happens and then most of the snow landslides until there's a vast space of water and the landscape goes into some sort of cataclysmic state. We're separated. There are many many other people affected by this as well. We all join as one to find our loved ones, and set out on some massive journey. It's freezing cold, and we often have to swim to get around. Along the way, hatred and contention arises. People fall out and want to kill each other. I'm smoking weed with part of the group at one point. Eventually we reach some sort of encampment. I don't know if I was reunited with my family at this point. I don't think so. The atmosphere is very tense for everybody.

That's all I can really remember. It was one of those really long dreams, and quite a lot happened. Sadly, my memory fails me.

2nd dream -
I'm in the midst of a World of Warcraft battleground (Warsong Gultch) in the Alliance base (I'm Horde. Whoop!) A tauren is carrying the enemy flag but he gets nuked. However, the Alliance scum who did so was also carrying our flag and I kill him in response. I'm then faced with both flags in front of me. Naturally, I take both. But, to avoid confrontation, I take a secret route over the top of the battleground, along a long and narrow wooden thing which has a support sprouting off into the ground next to our base. I'm worried about jumping down because it's extremely high and I may take too much falling damage, die, and then respawn without the flags (which puts us back to square one). I take the chance and try to slide as slowly as I can down this 'pole' thing, fortunately I come to no harm, and am greeted by an Undead, who I hand our flag. We then take another secret route around our base (to avoid being spotted) which brings us to an entrance which is located underground, and we enter some sort of stronghold. I feel like the man of the match, as carrying 2 flags is impossible in the real game. We go through a gate and into a chamber. We're greeted by some sort of Titan, who I re-call fighting with side by side during the end of the first War, along with a night elf.

And that's all I can remember.

3rd dream -
I'm in some sort of prison or being held hostage by an opposing force. For some reason, I've joined the X-Men in place of Storm, who is no where to be seen. We plan a break-out and are successful, although are on the run since our captors are tracking our movements. We get a moments peace next to some sort of building. We're talking. They ask me whether I'm cut out for the job. I tell them I am. I possess the same flying boots which Storm has, and I fly up to the top of this building. There's a toolbox on the roof, directly in the middle. It contained a joint/cigarette. I either smoked it or put it down. I then flew back down, and one of them told me I was needed for a mission. Me and one of them were to get into a nearby car and drive off, hopefully escaping our followers. I agreed to it. Me and the guy then got into the vehicle and I told him I could drive but don't know anything about gears. He replied and told me it was fine, and that he would give directions and work the gears himself. We set off. My driving skills were quite shakey, but we didn't crash or anything, and I was able to follow instructions efficiently, although they were gaining on us. Eventually they got too close so he told me that we had to bail. He said that if we didn't make them chase us they wouldn't think that the car had something important in it, so we could easily reclaim it later (apparently we were transporting something of worth), so I did as he said, and activated my boots, sending myself high into the air. This guy possessed inhuman speed and started racing off, with me shortly behind him. Our followers were getting considerably closer and we came to a dead end. There was a ledge we could climb up, though, so we did, ''Batman style'' to put it his way. We came to another dead end at that point though, so I said ''once I've got up I'll carry you and we can easily get away because I can fly''.

I was just about to make it to the top and then I realised I had woken up.


As I said before, I know a lot more happened than this, because I can sort of see it in my mind's eye. It's just a shame I can't put it into words.
(Being Storm was deffo my highlight of the night, however)

Dream | Non-dream

Background:

This was my Friday-to-Saturday's night dream. On Saturday, I go to the same supermarket I dreamt of. However, in my dream, it is a bit different -- it's organized differently.

I was already in the supermarket. Everything was all black, but I hit someone. I heard some guy saying: "Hey, this is our private meeting, get out!", but then, the whole shop lit up and I saw LOTS of people arriving. There was an official announce (government) but I can't remember what it was. I was at the enter of the supermarket, and decided to buy a few things. The first foods I saw were different types of ham. There were two or three rows of them, but one weird thing appeared right up: two rows of video games... most precisely Warcraft III Collector's Edition. I didn't realize this was wrong. I could have gone lucid :/ My parents and I went to the hanging wardrobe where we'd deposit our coats for free, exceptionally, as it was one of the supermarket's offer. It should have cost us $686 precisely, but we only paid $6 'cause they said 6 out of the 7 coats we deposited had hoods.

This is all I can remember from tonight. I'm quite surprised that the stand with the video games and the ham at the same place didn't tilt in my head... Furthermore, I looked a long time at the video games, which is even more annoying ^^.

Anyway, I hope I'll soon have a lucid dream!

I was already in the supermarket when my dream started, clearly at the enter. I saw lots of people. Apparently, there was something going on -- I could not know what it was, but the government had announced something.

At my very first attempt to just recall my dream, details were stuck in my head.

In the dream I had a feeling I was in a cruiser (ship). Very ambient, oriental, red and orange coloring scheme. First room was labelled: 9 V. A corridor, filled with some of my friends and people I couldn't really get details about, because I wasn't paying attention on them. Teacher figures started to walk into the room, one asking about my lost friend. My friend is very accurate person in real life, would never be lost or late. I took contact to my friend with my old phone. We were looking for each other, phones in our hands, walking through few rooms I found him walking down stairs to just infront of a club. Strangely I don't remember club playing any song, but there was alot of noise because it was filled with people Then, I remember waking up.

Club reminded me of an actual club in a real cruiser (Silja Europa). This is not actually it, this is 'Ocean Club' above the actual one I dreamed about. Stairs from this club take you to the right one.
http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jrb6Fo8VCV...2010-10-10.JPG

Also one very small fragment, from a dream that lasted only for 15 minutes in the morning.
Just machined metal object. Im a machinist so that might be the reason I dream of metal
http://wb9.itrademarket.com/pdimage/77/s_2059877_29.jpg
Very much like the one I remember from my dream.

The dream started with me being in a house with a woman. The woman was a robot that looked human. We went somewhere in the house and started working on breaking down something to make a hallway. Next thing i remember was that i saw the woman/robot in a store. She tried to pay something but her robotmind crashed while doing so.

Next thing i remember was that me and some people from my class were on a boat. We were holding some sort op competition of who could make the best dream. We were sailing through a thick swampy forest. Suddenly we stranded on the beach. It appeared to be omaha beach. As we went ashore, the attack started. I was moving forward and doing some ninja moves. I climbed on the bunkers and found myself in the Hq. Here i saw a man with red eyes. I killed him and then i saw there was another platform. I jumped on it and here i saw the robot woman controlling the operation.

Next thing i remember was being in a house with my classmates. This is when i became lucid. We walked downstairs and i remember telling them to rub their hands to stay lucid.

From now on the dream had a sexual plot. I will not go into detail, but when it started i felt the dream fading away. I woke up and went back to the dream. I was in the same house and went downstairs. Rubbing my hands furiously. We started again but once again i could feel the dream fade away. Now i woke up in my bed and was awake.

This one's been in my mind the last few weeks, so I thought it might be therapeutic to post it. Everyone has a worst fear, and mine is being raped.
Thank God it's never happened to me, but this dream left me temporarily convinced that it had... so it was kind of upsetting, to say the least.

Can't remember how this dream began - maybe it's better that way. The dream had its own back story: In it, I knew it was Wednesday (it really was IWL), and that meant it had been exactly one week since I was raped (again, in the dream!). I always seem to have a desire to go all vigilante on frightening DCs, so not surprisingly I decided to go seek revenge on my attacker. Obviously not alone, so I brought my friend Michelle with me. Somehow I had figured out that a particular area of the tile floor in a vacant building (almost like a very shallow pool, only 1-2 ft deep) covered a passageway to an underground area, and that was where we'd find him. We opened up the tile panel and descended. The next thing I remember is us frantically trying to get back out, pursued by my attacker. I was pulling Michelle out of the passage, and I saw a knife pierce her sneaker, but we got away.

I figured she was only cut if anything, but suddenly it's a couple days later, at night, and after I walk up to Michelle's front door and am let in by her family, I realize she died (from the cut, somehow). I instantly offer condolences to her family, and I'm in shock.

So then I go back down the secret passage to pursue this twisted man, alone. Despite being underground, there are windows up high, with daylight coming in. The underground portion consists of halls connecting large rooms, with nothing really in them. Everything is made of plain gray concrete. I somehow figure out this used to be a school. I think I even see a desk somewhere. I find at least one old piece of paper with writing, and I realize that this is proof of something else I had been trying to prove about the school, some sort of mystery surrounding it (didn't have a damn thing to do with revenge on my rapist, but some sort of secondary mission, maybe left over from a prior dream that night). I don't find the villain, but instead focus on this mystery solving. Then my mom comes around a corner, just as I'm pissing myself (not from fear, I just decided to pee in my clothes LOL), so I try to shoo her away and babble something about what I'm trying to do.

This is the weirdest part: As I began to slowly drift into wakefulness, I was having "dream flashbacks" to the rape itself. It was so strange, like my dreaming mind was creating a memory of something that didn't actually happen. Thankfully they weren't terribly vivid, but it was highly disturbing. Consequently, as I became more awake, I was trying to figure out if it was real. It got to the point where I was sitting up in bed thinking, "Was I really raped last week? Is this a repressed memory?" I was genuinely uncertain for a couple minutes. Once I was fully awake, I was never so happy to realize I had just been dreaming!

Early on in this dream I notice a new Blockbuster is being constructed very close to where I live (IWL all 4 of our nearest Blockbusters have recently closed or are in the process); I'm pleasantly surprised and assume this is to make up for the ridiculous mass closings. At some point someone is murdered; I seem to recall it was a child or someone relatively young. Next thing I know I'm standing on the top step, under an overhang, outside what I assume is a courthouse. It's daytime, looks like afternoon sunlight. There are lawyers and perhaps a few other random people standing near me. Then I see the mother of the murder victim walking up the steps. I notice she is Indian. As I look at her, I ponder how she, and others like her, can possibly manage to cope with their child's murder. Then the murderer arrives, I believe I actually make eye contact with him. He moves parallel to the bottom step at first, to my left, away from us before coming up the steps. Kinda strange, I notice he's wearing a suit but is not escorted by any guards or anything, I get the impression he's just been dropped off in a black car. He's a middle aged black man, his skin is an ashy gray color.

I can't remember actually entering the "courthouse", but at some point I find myself on the inside of the building, and it's a much larger version of Kinder Care, the daycare center I went to when I was young IWL (it sucked ass!!). It's more like a school actually; through the large windows I can see other buildings on the campus. There are as many people milling around as in an airport; I can't recall how many children, I know there are some adults. Suddenly I'm on my phone with my mom, and she tells me to find the west building. I tell her I have no idea which way is west on the campus, so I'll have to ask somebody. I see a number of adults in green uniform shirts, I assume they work there. But that's the last thing I can really remember.