non-lucid

Type: Action/Strategi/Non-lucid
Vividnes: Long
Dreamrecall: Fragments

Notes: "Björklinge" is a city 10 kilometers away from my village.
I am not sure how the dream started.
Yes i did dream this.


I am a General in a battle. I check my map to see the enemies position. I notice that the green dots are the enemy, and that they are advancing on our left flank. I jump in my car wich kinda looks like this:

My driver drives me to the front, so i can see how it's like there (the terrain.) The enemy starts to attack the HQ, and I can see how our flag slowley goes down(like in battlefield 2.) We get's reinforcement, and starts to drive the soldiers of "Björklinge" back to where they belong . MY drive starts to chase a motorcykel from the enemy team, and starts shooting at him. The motorcykel starts to hide behind a hill, so we can't find him for a while. Later on we finds him because i used something called "chakra" to find his energy :O

The only thing that i remember after that is that we burned down "Björklinge".

I wake up, a bit confused, and starts to write this dream down in my DJ.

03/03/2011
"Beachfront-line"

I was with LS. She had come over to chill, and we got to talking. Conversation was heading down the road to sex, and we were soon making out in bed. It was late, though, and she was getting tired. She said she would have stayed, but she had more errands to run, before the night was over. While she got ready to leave, I walked out into the rest of the house. I was now in my old house in Lake Mary. My parents were here, and they were up, late at night, apparently snooping around, trying to see what I was up to. One of them told me that I had to clean of the back porch - really fighting for it, because I think I was supposed to do it earlier, but didn't. So...I did, and trudged my way back into the room door I'd just come out of. By that time, LS had passed out. I don't remember whether or not I woke her up to go to wherever it was she had to go.

The next morning, LS, some other friends and I were preparing for a huge house party, on the beach. I can't remember whose house it was, but I think we were helping to host. Early on in the afternoon, some static broke out, between BM and a group of Latin roughnecks. BM was completely amped up, and was ready to about kill all of them. Those of us who were responsible for the party moved in and restrained all of the would-be fighters. I had pulled the guy who BM was facing off the most with, off to one side. He tried so hard to get at BM that I thought he was going to turn around and come at me, to get loose (which is funny because, in waking life, I once restrained BM back from a fight and I thought he was going to attack me, to get loose). We ended up driving all of them out off of the premises, and they vowed that they would get some payback on BM later.

Just before sundown, we'd had a little something to make the night more enjoyable, and were waiting for it to take hold. LS told me that she was worried about those guys from earlier coming back. Even though we didn't really believe they would be coming back, we thought it be best if we got an understand of what kind of weaponry we had at our disposal. I never actually saw myself with a gun, but I just 'knew' that I had a 9mm, so I went searching around for extra 9mm bullets, but I didn't find much. Not soon after we began our hunt for inventory, the other crew descended upon the party, guns blazing. They just started slaughtering everyone with automatic gunfire. There was 0 chance of fighting these guys off, with the weapons that we had. Trying not to get pinned down, I ran across a wooden walkway, exposing myself just long enough to feel two sharp thumps against my side, stumbling off of the rear walk and onto the moist, beachside sand.

I had been shot. Twice. Behind me, everyone scattered in all directions, trying to get away from the unchallenged gunfire. I clutched my side, running parallel to the beach, down the line of beachfront properties, about four houses away from the one where the good times had just gone bad. Stealing a moment to try to gather my wits, I ducked away on someone's back porch, a few yards of sand separating myself from the sea. The skies were a dull, late-evening purple - the blueish-black of night just beginning to bleed onto the canvas. I looked over into the glass door to my side, a middle-aged man happening to glance over at me, simultaneously. For a moment, I thought he was going to be a problem, but he wasn't. We simply exchanged a rather awkward glance. After a few moments, I knew that I was going to have to get back to the house. I had figured the gunmen would have left the scene by now, and I had to check to see if there were any survivors that needed help. Still afraid that the gunmen might have lingered around for a little too long, I made my way back down the beach.

When I got back to the house, my 'close friend' (can't recall if it was someone I actually know in waking life. I just had that feeling of "close friend" in the dream) drew an AK-47 on me, just as I walked through the door. He was so furiously pissed at my having run from the massacre that I was pretty much convinced he was about to finish me off, himself. Whatever was to be the case, I was not about to stick around and find out. In that short moment of confrontation, I had assessed all I needed to know: any survivors were now up and walking around; LS was still alive, and was standing near the back of the room; and I was now in another life-or-death situation.

The last thing I remember is this 'friend' firing wild pot-shots at me, as I hauled ass away from the house.

The first dream started out where I was in some futuristic city on a planet. I had made my way to a space port where I got onto a ship and left with some fleet. We warped out to a deserted planet and came across a couple of derelict ships that had some strange growth on them. The commander of the fleet sent out a couple of fighters to investigate, but they became infected with the growth too. Everything just went downhill from there because it started spreading like a virus. I just remember escaping before the dream fades away.

The second dream took place in some ruined city. I was running from something with a random person. All I can remember was that we encountered three different monsters in the ruins that we had to either kill, or escape from. Everything after that becomes foggy.

In the final dream, I was playing some game where I was a god. It was really strange because all I remember doing was moving dirt around pointlessly before waking up.

At least I am recalling more dreams!

in the armory east bleachers watching an event don't remember what. Sat alone even though some friends I haven't seen in a couple years were just across the aisle.

2nd

on west bleachers I see (b) kevin in green jacket on the top row. Nobody else in the building. I sit 4 or 5 rows in front and try to act nonchalant about it like as if I didn't see him or something.

I was a young boy, and I believe it started on a bus. Me and a teacher, or just adult helping out, were the last two people on the bus. He either threaten to attack me, or attacked me, the beginning of the dream is a bit fuzzy. In any case I spent the whole dream trying to not find myself alone, because I knew he would kill me. I thought about telling someone else, but I figured he would just kill them to.

For whatever reason, the group I was in spent a ton of time on ladders. Putting stuff on shelves, changing lightbulbs and what not. (probably because I am a facilities worker irl.) Some ladders were really tall, none of them were a normal size.

He tried to push me off a few ladders sending me crashing into (luckily) random piles of non-lethal things. I finally refused to go up a ladder without someone else with me. One of the teachers began to realize I was acting strange and got me to tell her what was going on. She decides that we should go and confront him.

We go to his house and knock on the door. He opens the door and without another thought shoots me in the chest. I go tumbling backwards. It was then that I realized that guns and shot were two of my dream themes, and that I must be dreaming.

I suddenly was the teacher, and began to walk towards the guy all terminator style. He continued to shoot, but they just ricocheted off of me. I said "this is a dream, you can't hurt me."

I forget exactally what happened, but I destroyed him.

Bike Ride
I'm riding my bike from home to Target, but I somehow get mixed up and take a wrong turn. I end up at a business complex. I ride my bike on the uphill sidewalk past the buildings when someone rides past me. "Hey, do you need help?" He asks. I look up and see it's a kid from my Bible class. "No, thanks." I reply, awkwardly.

We continue to ride when we approach some cliffs that overlook Lake Michigan. There is a lagoon that drops off the cliffs, forming a waterfall. It's very beautiful, but the fact I've been a bit clumsy on this bike ride makes me really nervous I'll fall off. A naked girl approaches us from the lagoon and starts talking to the kid from Bible class. The dream tells me that there is a movie being shot here, and the residents of the village have been complaining about the nude women in the film.

I look down the cliff and picture myself falling off. It doesn't look too fun. I drop the bike and walk into the lagoon, where my aunt and four cousins are playing. I consider leaving before they see me, but I don't. There is a lapse in time, and I am in the kitchen of some non-existant relative's house. My grandma is here, and a few things happen which I have forgotten, and then I wake up.

Theatre Awards
I am at school, and during my lunch hour I'm helping set up for the theatre awards. Theatre troupes from schools all over the county are coming to VHHS for the awards. The officers have decided on a theme for the banquet, but it has not been unveiled. I am setting up blue folding chairs when Brian unrolls a large banner. "This year," he says, "the theme of the banquet is death!" Everyone seems to be pleased with this, but I find it strange. Brandon looks over at me and says, "What are you doing here??" everyone looks at me, expecting an answer. I don't know why no one wants me there, so I leave angrily. I enter fifth period and learn that they took my name off the excused list. Maybe I really wasn't supposed to go to the banquet. I'm so confused, and still pissed off.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I remember being at some indoor pool.

Then, I was in line outside for some vote/debate about money. We were all heading into this small, garage-type building to pick up our money of choice, either paper and coined money or something else, I can't remember what though. The conservative people wanted paper and coined money. My friend Rachel was with the people on that side. The liberal people wanted something else, the type I can't remember. I was among the liberal people. The funny thing was, even though we were on opposite sides of the political spectrum and were about to debate something, we were all friendly with one another. There wasn't any tension.

I then remember us entering the little garage building and picking up our money choice, each type of money being on a separate table on opposite sides of the small room. Other things happened after this, but I can't remember what. I know we were all waiting for the debate though.

~

I was in class. The class was being taught by some guy who made pornos. He was in his 30's, and had dark hair and facial hair. We were supposed to calculate some statistic about porn. I was looking at a Facebook-type page that had to do with porn. The more I scrolled down, the more pictures there were, but the girl's crotch was always censored out, except for in some cartoon picture of two people smoking cigarettes after sex.

I started to calculate some statistic about me and how many times guys had asked me to do an act they'd seen in a porno, or something like that. I was then going backwards down a road on a hill, I guess that symbolized me thinking back or something. I'd stop when I thought of something, then I'd keep going. After that, the porn-making teacher stopped by my computer and told me I was doing a great job.

Then, I was with my family, the porn-making teacher, and his assistant. I was falling for the teacher. I sat on his lap, and we were very flirty with one another. I want to say he was eating dinner with my family, though we weren't at home, I have no idea where we were. After dinner, the assistant was trying to get the teacher to leave, but he kept stalling and I kept delaying him so he wouldn't leave.

Then, there was a tornado warning, and the skies got very dark. I told him now he couldn't leave, he had to get in the tornado shelter with my family and I. I think he did, but someone didn't, someone didn't enter the shelter and said they'd be fine and were going to drive home anyway, though I can't remember who it was. I want to say it was Ryan.

I had a restless sleep last night and my dreams were busy dreams that lacked the vividness of my normal dreams.

There was a toddler standing next to me with a load in his diapers and poop streaming down both legs. I picked him up, brought him in the bathroom and gave him a bath. I then cleaned up the bathroom. When I looked back down at him, he had already messed those diapers and it was starting to leak out of the sides. I gave him another bath. When I finished, I realized I did not have a change of clothes or a diaper in the bathroom with me. I placed him on the floor where he would be safe and went to get the clothes and diaper. When I returned, he was covered in mud. I had no idea where he had gotten into the mud, but I gave him yet another bath. After I dried him off, I decided not to put another change of clothes on him. I just put a clean diaper on him and placed him in a chair beside another toddler.

I had just finished walking five dogs. We had a tradition that after the walk, I would line the dogs up, remove their leashes and have them race to the house. The dogs loved this. My friend would be waiting at the door to let them in. So I was in the park a little ways from the house. I had taken the leashes off the dogs and lined them up, then released them. I bent down to pick up the leashes and I heard some dogs fighting. I looked up and to my surprise, there were about 50 dogs in the street. I ran over to where the dogs were fighting because one of them looked like one of my dogs, but as I got closer, I realized that it was a different dog with similar markings. I saw another dog that looked like one of mine and again when I approached it, I realized it belonged to someone else. This went on for a while as I slowly made it back to the house. When I finally made it to the house, all five dogs and my friend were waiting for me. Apparently they had all run strait home without an incident and my friend was wondering what was taking me so long.

DJ Log: March 20, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: During WBTB I was a bit hungry, so I drank a full glass of apple juice and are a PBJ sandwich. I always thought the claimed effect of these was placebo, but this may change my mind. It was extremely vivid and detailed, although I lost most of the fine details during recall and logging. ...If only I could connect a DVR to my mental image sensor...)

I am walking through the main lobby of a huge apartment building, looking for my new apartment. The main lobby is open all of the way to the fourth floor and there are large chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. As I walk down the hallway, I see that there are numbers on the doors, but they are constantly changing. I walk up a large set of stairs to the second level and walk down the hall, looking at the numbers on the doors. One side of the hall has paintings between the doors and the other side is open into the main lobby area. At the end of the hallway is a common area with a couple of chairs and a fireplace. I go up another set if stairs and arrive on the third floor. It also has a common area, but there is no fire in the fireplace. I walk down the hall, looking for my apartment.

After quite a bit of searching, I find my apartment. It has a huge main room with several smaller rooms that each have a fancy wooden door. The top half of the walls are green and the lower half is a medium wood paneling with a chair rail separating the top and bottom halves. The kitchen is very industrial looking as it is mostly stainless steel. There is a fireplace off to the side in an attached dining area. A set of double stained glass doors leads onto a large balcony that overlooks the main lobby. There is a small stairway off to the side of the balcony that leads up to the fourth floor, but the door at the top of the stairs is locked. I look through the window on the door and see that it leads into another large apartment. I turn around and go back down to my balcony.

As I come back in from the balcony, I run into a friendly middle-aged black lady that walked in from the apartment next door. She tells me that she is the apartment guide and would like to show me around the new place. She walks me all around the apartment, then shows me where the laundry room is. All of the rooms are empty except the laundry room, which has a washer and dryer in it. She sees that I don't have any furniture yet and offers me her futon to sleep for the first night. I accept her offer and follow her back to her place. I take off my shoes and sit down on her futon. She walks away for a moment, then returns with a glass of water. When I lay down, I close my eyes and transition into a different dream scene.

I an the main character in a first-person shooter game looks a lot like the classic Doom game. My health and stats are in my field of vision. I say to myself, “Wow, I'm in a video game!” I quickly become lucid and summon a keyboard so I can enter some cheat codes. I hear some shots being fired in the distance, so I enter IDKFA and my weapons repository fills up. I enter IDDQD and I feel a tingling sensation throughout my body as my health meter flashes, then expands to about three times the normal size. I select the grenade launcher and walk into the next room. There are a three characters in the room that look like the creatures from Aliens who immediately turn and start walking toward me. I fire the grenade launcher and blow one of them to pieces. I shoot the other two then run to the door on the other side of the room. I push on the door with my hand, but nothing happens. I tap the space bar on the keyboard and the door opens into another room.

This room looks like an IT closet. There are racks of servers and networking equipment all over it. I put away the grenade launcher and type something on the keyboard which morphs me into a small fly. I fly around in the room for a moment, then find a hole in the ceiling. I fly around above the ceiling tiles until I find another hole that leads me into another room. This room is very small on one side and there are cable management trays going through it. The other side of the room is about normal height and has some metal shelves against the wall. There is a fluorescent light on the ceiling that is flickering badly. I fly around the corner into another room that has a couple of empty metal shelves along one wall.

Suddenly, the door opens and a long blonde haired woman walks in. She looks straight at me and starts talking about something. Her words come out as total nonsense and I can't make out any words she is saying. Thinking it is a foreign language that I can't understand, I decide to keep exploring. I fly up into the ceiling and start looking around for another hole to fly into. Suddenly, I false-awaken back to the futon in the original dream.

I stand up from the futon and notice that I am wearing some kind of martial arts uniform. It's a thick, dark material and is formed like a sleeveless cape. It has some graphics on the front that looks like a couple of sword fighters. I look around for a bit, then reach up to rub my eyes and see that I have only 3 fingers on my right hand. This irritates me a bit, so I put my hands in my pockets, pull them out and look at them again. Now they have 4 fingers and a thumb each. I nearly lost my lucidity, but I pinch my nose and can still breathe through it, reaffirming my lucidity.

I walk out of the room into a large social area. There are several others wearing the same uniforms and they all look at me strange as I walk through to get to the bar at the other end of the room. A couple of them are practicing fighting with rubber knives. They both lunge at my throat with the rubber knives as I walk by. I extend both arms with my hands pointed upward and use telekinesis to shove them into the opposing walls as I walk between them. They both fall to the floor and quickly dissolve.

I arrive at the bar and ask the bartender for the House Special. As he mixes my drink, I look at the ceiling and see that all of the lights are off. I can barely see anything, except that there is a light switch on the bar. I flip the switch and nothing happens, so I look back at the lights and say, “Lights Now!” and a couple of the lights turn on very dimly. I repeat a couple of times and about half of the lights reach full brightness. The bartender comes back and hands me a very unusual looking drink. It's a slightly green margarita that's in a large fish bowl shaped stem glass and it has some dry ice in it. There is heavy steam bubbling out of the drink that is rolling down the glass and across the bar. I take a sip and it tastes like a green Jolly Rancher. I blow into the steam and see that there is a strawberry on a stick in the middle of the drink. I smile and remember the basic task of the month, then grab the stick and eat the strawberry. It tastes like chocolate and has a very gritty consistency. Once I swallow it, I set the stick down and look around the bar.

I look to my right and there is a younger guy who is becoming partially transparent and is looking around very nervously. A girl standing nearby tells him that he is destabilizing and he must spin if he wants to stay in the dream. He drops to the floor on his left hand and starts to push himself around in a circle with his feet, sort of like he's break dancing. After a moment, he fades back to normal and stands up again. He rubs his hands together for a bit then walks off with a smile on his face.

I finish my drink and walk back to my apartment. It appears that my furniture has showed up, but it is still in boxes and plastic overwrap. I walk back to the apartment where I slept at and look for my shoes. I find them, but the laces are untied. I try to tie them, but there are like 5 loops and at least 7 lace ends. I spend a while trying to untangle them, but the dream suddenly fades and I wake up.

When I wake up, I think to myself: What a perfect way to waste a really good lucid dream... ...tying my damn shoes...

Note: Yesterday I met my brother and his wife and their 1 1/2 year old son at Stone Mountain. I asked both about their LDing. I later went to a friends house and we went back and climbed Stone Mountain to see the "super moon" last night. It was full and really close to Earth last night. I see that as three stimuli that could have helped me go lucid just now.

I was a slave along with hundreds of other people, to aliens (I never saw). We had built a huge wooden tower and were now painting it. The paint was unnecessarily thick and difficult to use.

I was working with a group that I really liked including a girl that I liked. We somehow broke away from everyone and made for a grassy knoll. There were some rocks (like man-placed stones we saw at Stone Mountain). I threw some into some trees that lay just beyond the path of rocks. I was trying to hit the trees. Someone else started to do the same. We encouraged him to hit what he could.

Then I lay down to go to sleep on the hill. I woke up and everyone was gone. I realized I was under a spell that made it really hard to wake up and move. I decided I better catch up with my friends and get back to work otherwise I may sleep forever, or the aliens could get mad that I left and was sleeping.

I forced myself to get up; I was so-o-o-o tired. I worked my way up the hill and towards the top, very tired, I forced myself to run up so there would be no lying back down.

I found the tower and started looking for my friends. I really needed to find my group and pretend as though I had been working on it the whole time.

I worked with them, but then went to a hire point on the tower. I saw myself in a mirror, though I didn't see the mirror. I was wearing a black knit cap and looked like I had had a really rough day.

I then found the girl that I liked. She could see that I was feeling rough, but I knew that everyone felt rough from working so hard. I felt guilty for trying to gain her sympathy, but I thought it would make her like me.

I took my black cap off and put on a blue one and I felt much better.
Soon I realized I better get back to work again. I am back on the tower looking for my friends. They are the group at the top painting. The paint was as thick as the Nutella we ate at the mountain last night, and it was the same color. (You think I carried the Nutella into my dream?)

I was working around this guy with a bicycle at the top of the tower. I was trying to get to painting. Then someone had to go to the bathroom. I did too, so I went with him. The bathrooms were like something cattle would use. There were these super-long gates to the stalls. It is hard to explain, but I realized it was too weird and that I was dreaming.

I was a little afraid that if I defected and my job was real, the aliens would be mad, but I didn't think much about it. I sat down in defiance and was lucid.

I looked at my righth hand. I had written on it with a red pen. I tried really hard to focus on the numbers and make sense of them. There was a long division symbol with the numbers and the word "look!" It didn't mean anything, so I looked up in the sky to see the stars thinking about a recent dream where I did that and saw stars. I saw them again.

I decided to try my personal task which was to revisit an old nightmare. I stated the address of the house where I had the nightmare. Then I tried to make a ring of ashes appear. I couldn't do it. I tried to make them red hot even though I couldn't make them appear. I saw a place get red hot, but I couldn't sustain it. The next step would have been to have a demon appear in the red-hot ring of ashes.

I got frustrated that I couldn't make my nightmare begin. I tried to make fireballs shoot from my hand, or to just appear in my hand. No luck, so I started to fly. It was fun but I couldn't enjoy it. I wanted to enter my nightmare, so it was totally disappointing.

I was flying around my old stomping ground and thought of someones idea discussed in the Lucid Dream Game Idea thread--super-speed. I tried it. It kind of worked and kind of didn't, so I just started flying around.

There were some bicyclists. The were amazed that I was flying. Someone asked who I was. I gave them the wrong name and then someone called my by my complete real name. I asked how they knew and they said people knew me and were calling out to me.

I flew through a restaurant. It was really cramped. I made my way out the back and then I woke up.

Note: Next time I LD, I plan on trying to find my old house. I think I may have better luck if I try to reproduce my nightmare in the proper location. I don't know why I didn't try to fly to my old house. I guess I just didn't think of it.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I know I had a short lucid this morning, I told myself to remember it but I never wrote it down. Ofcourse that made me forget it all. Oh well, I still had a few interesting dreams.

01.00: Sleep

8.30: Work
I'm standing by the water at work. It's still covered in ice and I can see an icebreaker go around at high speed, breaking the ice. My phone starts ringing and I pick up. It's the doctor, and he's wondering if my wrists are fine. I get anxious, if I answer incorretly he might tell my boss, who will fire me! I try to tell him they're better than last week, but I tell him they're the same. I can't lie for shit. The icebreaker shows up and slams into the dock on it's side. It continues down the dock and ice flies in all directions. I find a bottle with some murky water in it. I tell my coworkers I can't drink it.

8.30: Going to jail for a little bit of weed
I'm at my friend G's house and it's night. Everyone's asleep except me. I need something to make me relax and I decide to smoke some weed. My friend Eric and G is sleeping in separate beds in one room, I know Eric's got some in his bed. I find a small plastic bag at the end of the bed and try to take out a small amount. I can hear my dad outside and I have to hurry up. I spill some weed in the bed and can't seem to close the bag. I quickly pull the blanket over myself and lie completely still. I get caught and I'm going to trial.

There are three bags left and I get out of the house to get rid of them. I throw them away and head back. Monica's there and she's apparently going to jail aswell. I remember my stash of dreaming supplements. God damnit they're gonna find the calea (which looks a bit like weed) and think I'm an addict!

My uncle shows up and starts telling me how they've biopsied one of my lymph nodes and that they've found traces of THC in there, so I'm screwed. Monica's pee contained THC aswell. I'm devastated. "My life is over! I won't be able to get a good job ever" I tell him. "Well, the highly educated jobs no, but you won't need english in those" he tells me. I realise something. "If I ask you a serious question. Would you answer me seriously then?" I ask him. "Ofcourse I will" he tells me. "Don't I need to consent before you guys start operating on me? I haven't done such a thing". He doesn't know how to reply it seems, and even though he promised he would answer it seriously, he makes funny faces. "Don't I need to consent bla bla bla" he mimicks me in a retarded voice.

08.30: Fragment
*I'm standing on a dusty pathway. Monica's sitting in the grass next to it. I start peeing and try to keep track of all the fire ants below. They bite my feet and it stings.

09.30: Medieval battle
I'm behind a small house with a group of men. Everyone's got chainmail and either swords or spears. I have a large shield and a sword. Behind the house is a steep hill and up on the hill the enemy's waiting for us. I take a quick look around the corner and an archer fires an arrow my way. I pull my head back and let out a "Phew". Apparently to win this we have to walk out there and show no fear. Our captain starts walking and I run up to him. I know an arrow will hit me in the side any second and I tense up. People around me starts dying but nothing hits me.

Soon I've walked away from their line of sight and I just watch as they're trying to hit us with more arrows. Suddenly the arrows stop. They start charging downhill and I jump to the side to not get run over by a horse. The rider cuts my leg and I realise I had forgotten my shield by the house. Another horse comes down the hill and I throw a small dagger in his face, killing him. I try to run to the house, but a small man shows up, wearing two axes.

09.30: Four on one



I'm in a small living room with an old lady, an old man, a man my age and some kind of blood champion of sorts. I have no idea why, but we have to battle. The man my age is the first one to come at me. I jump away from his shortsword and lunge out with my axe. I hit him square in the face and the axe goes in deep. I kick him away and he falls to the ground. I hack away for a few seconds until he's not moving anymore. That was easy. The elderly couple attacks me from two sides at once.

I block one blow and duck from the other. I drive my axe into the old lady and then into the old man. I alternate as fast as I can and they're stunned by my speed. They fall back and I legsweep the old man who falls to the ground with a crash. A firm blow to his body makes sure he stays down. The old lady falls into a glass cabinet without breaking anything. I smack her with the upper side of the axe right in the head, which crashes into the cabinet. Three down, one to go.

I face the blood lord, Caine. He's got a very long sword with runes on it. I try to cut him by dodging his sword and lunging out. But his sword is too long. I realise he can just thrust and I would be dead. As if by command, he thrusts his sword at my stomach. I jump away and grab the sword with my hand. I refuse to let go and I can feel it cut into my flesh, but now's my chance. I chop away and don't stop until he's on his knees. I'm victorious! The man gets up, all his wounds healed, and gives me a kiss on the cheek and hugs me like a brother. All is forgiven.

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Kinda cool dreams. The last one had the feel of a game to it. I knew it was alright to cut down those poor people, cuz they wouldn't really die. So don't worry people!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I'm in Ben's Playworld (a thingy me and my family used to go to on holiday, back when me and my sister were younger) with Dad (apparently Mum, too) and Tabitha (my sis).

The first thing we do is go to get some tokens from this machine, although Dad notices one of the trays is broken (so anyone can knick it and receive free money) and puts it on the side and doesn't let us take it. He then gives me 2 tokens (or I found them, I can't remember) but I don't know how to put them into the machine properly and spend ages trying to figure it out. Eventually that gets sorted and we go off to the 1st 'attraction' or w/e. However, me and Tabitha are adamant on returning to the machine, so we can grab the tray before somebody else does.

Once we get to the 1st thing, Mum's already waiting for us. She's sitting in the middle of a huge congregation of seats. We go up and join her, and a guy at the front starts talking. (I can't remember what he was on about, but it was really boring, and there was something to do with random trippy lights and explosions coming from him?) Eventually, that ends and a train arrives to take the crowd of people (my family included) to the next bit, but me and Tabitha (I think) stay behind until the train is out of sight, and then race back to the machine.

Upon entering the room, the first thing we notice is that the tray is gone. I'm like ''Damn it! Who took it?!'' and some random group of kids come up to us. One of them tells me that Dan Green (a guy who was in my year back when I was in school, who I had quite a few 'disagreements' with) had taken it. I then see him with my mind's eye in front of another machine, with the tray in his back trouser pocket, and he's laughing (like when you get a quest to kill a boss in a game, and there's a brief cinematic thing).

I can't remember what happened next, but I then found myself on a lower floor, on my own, fighting various WoW mobs, in packs of 6+ (mob = enemy NPC) with randomly acquired Warrior skills, complete the the spell interface, such as 'Blade Furry' (allows you to strike more than 1 mob with each attack, which lasts up to 20 attacks I think it is) and 'Bladestorm' (which is where you spin around crazily with your weapon, beating the crap out of anything which moves) and these spells had no cooldown either (a cooldown being the amount of time before you can use a specific spell again), so I was constantly spamming them. After wiping out of the majority of these mobs (in the quest for tokens, I believe) I was faced with one remaining pack, which I accidently aggroed (so I was taking on about 12 mobs, and didn't realise this new pack was filled with elite mobs (elite = usually needs more than 1 person to kill)) and then died as a result. I instantly re-spawned however, in the same spot (if not slightly further back in the room) so I could finish the job easily.

(The next bit jumps a lot, and I can't remember anything from here on very well.)

I then go with Tabitha to find Mum & Dad. Eventually we find them. (Here's the jump) Something happens and we're all falling out with each other, ''just like usual whenever we go out somewhere'' (I can't remember who said that. Probably Mum) So then we start to make a move home, and the last room before the exit (which is in sight) is quite big and filled with random people playing tennis, etc (which, now that I think about it, looks a lot like the sports hall at my old school). Anyway, I'm trying to get through without getting in anybody's way, but it's rather difficult, and I didn't realise I could have just gone around them. So, naturally, people start getting annoyed with me, (I mean REALLY annoyed) and as I'm nearing the exit some old guy comes up to me having a proper rage (probs the owner or gym leader or something), and I remember thinking I wanted to smash the white-haired wrinkle-face out. I was also really angry with my Dad for some reason (I can't remember why though, and possibly wanting to smash him out too).

(Another jump, I think)

All of a sudden a stoat (I think) appears in the corner opposite to me (I'm standing at the back, on the right hand side, and this thing spawns from the front on the right) and starts going crazy. Like, 'causing mayhem' crazy. There's a mad panic, (This thing is huge as well) and we're all looking for something to kill it with, then it claims a horse. I see Tabitha in the corner to the left of me trying to reach a shotgun attached to the wall (unusually high up for some reason) with a walking stick thing, but it's too high for her so I try. I manage to get it down, and then pass it to my Dad, and run back to my spot. We're all telling him to be careful. He takes aim, shoots, and kills it, losing one of his teeth in the process (probably from the rebound) and for some reason I randomly lost 3 of mine (even though I was by no means near the gun or in the firing range? It was my left hand side molars)

I can't remember what happened next but I think I ran out of the building (or sports hall as it now seems. What a strange playworld?), past somebody's grave (taking the shoe which was on top of it with me?) and into a field nearby. Turning back to face the building, it looked like a church. There were a few people outside by the grave which looked upset. I was really upset about everything as well. I was staring at the shoe. It had some sort of significance, and was a smaller version of my own. I then saw a guy coming up to me from the grave, with great disapproval in his face. He then took the shoe away, and went back, and I started breaking down. The last thing I remember is sitting in the field looking up at the sun, filled with despair, crying (A song playing through my head which has direct relation to the terrible time I went through back with my ex Rhea, which was seeming to be rearing it's ugly head again for some reason. The lyrics that played being):

''All I have is you
It is all that I'm breathing for
All I need is you
Now I can't make it through
I am losing you forever
I am lost in pain without you
I am leaving ground forever
All I have is you.''

Then I woke up crying, realised it was a dream and stopped.

At work, sister ([presumably whole family])(obvious dream sign) was there. Sister asks me,
"why are all your salads served cold?" (I am slightly lucid or at least in a normal state of mind)

Salads are always served cold, who the hell wants a hot salad. [she takes a b salad and throws it in the microwave (or oven(seems like there was a microwave idk))] (I guess she really likes hot salads) I am totally perplexed why on earth she would want a hot salad.

Later that night I used left over "PF" to make a pizza for family meal and it worked excellently.

IRL REMINDERS: when no chefs put salad in oven (test warm/hot)/// Tuesday test "PF" pizza for Family meal. does it work as well as I think it should? we will see. tonight lucid dream/obe etc. sorry if you're reading this drunk atm.... oh shit

Type: non-lucid.
Vivid: medium.

Notes Dream Lucid

This is a dream about a guy on youtube that makes minecraft videos.

I am standing in a line with alot of people.(Like how you stand in the military.)In front of us stands the youtuber.(That I told you about earlier.)He is teaching us about flying. He told us that we should position our palms pointing at the ground. I where thinking that i could use this technique in a dream when I becomes lucid(Why didn't i do a RC?!)I started tho fly around the minecraft world that I where standing in. One of my classmates told me that she where going to find spawn. I followed AK(the youtuber.)to a room made of iron blocks. Whe where going to use our hands to destroy some obsidian blocks. It worked pretty well, I destroyed it in two seconds. One of my classmates couldn't fly so we where going to use the minerals from the obsidian block to make her fly.(wtf?)

I woke up in my bed and started to write this down

PS: Sorry for bad english.

My family and I are in a dark forest. We get to a gate and see two men there. They are extremely
pale and are known as "The White Ones". They are part of a large cult or something and they are
very mysterious. We go past the gate and get to a small building. There is a reception desk and two
pale female workers. One is behind the desk and takes our information or something and the other
is explaining something. She then has an aneurysm or something in the brain which causes her nose
to bleed. There is a sense that it is serious, but she insists on going on with her duties. She guides us
down a few hallways into back way that looks as if it is used primarily for storage. A friendly looking
man, also very pale, comes up to speak with us. He is apparently the leader. He tells the girl to go
get herself fixed up, that her health is more important. She leaves the building. Later, I am on a bus
with over a dozen other "recruits". I have made friends with two of them and we are talking. There
are two people on the bus that are sitting, surrounded by a glass box. The leader is sitting in the back
of the bus talking to some of the recruits and I am in the front. Suddenly, the one friend says, "Looks
like we've got another defector". I look back and see two more people in glass boxes that were not
before. The dream ends.