non-lucid

I had a dream I was outside talking to some people, and I dodged a lighting blot that came from the sky. It was dark out, and I wanted to get something before I headed inside the house, and then I thought about how I probably shouldn't have been able to do that.


I went back to sleep after school and had this dream where I was at this place that was serving food. Jakie Chan was there, and there was some mystery to be solved. They were asking people to find out all of the people who could have done it or something, and said all of the staff that was in the back. Some kind of way, I deducted that there were 7 people that were working, and they said I was right. Woke up really happy, for no reason.

non-dream / dream / lucid

Sonhei que, por algum motivo, eu estava atrasado para o colégio. Corri para o carro do meu pai (Peugeot preto) e saímos a toda velocidade para o colégio, o carro já estava virado para a rua (normalmente precisaríamos dar a ré para sair da garagem). Pegamos um caminho que não usamos normalmente para ir ao colégio e, nessa rua, tem um prédio em construção. Notei que o prédio possuia uma forma peculiar (como se fosse um "y" invertido) e era todo verde. Nele havia (também verde), o logo do McDonalds. Meu pai falou que era porque, no prédio, havia uma lanchonete do McDonalds. Mais a frente, na mesma rua ainda, percebi mais construções totalmente verdes (inclusive vidros, janelas e portas). Como saímos na pressa, eu não havia escovado os dentes. Vi um pacote de Halls no porta-luvas do carro, e perguntei se podia pegar uma. Meu pai disse que sim, mas, quando peguei a bala, vi que tinha um cabelo (do tamanho de um cílio) na bala. Olhei na embalagem e, na foto, também tinha, então comi mesmo assim. Mais a frente, já estávamos próximos do porto da minha cidade (que, com certeza, não fica aonde estava nesse sonho). Havia muito trânsito, e resolvemos acelerar e tentar desviar dos carros na nossa frente. Nesse momento, a minha visão se tornou como se fosse a câmera de um jogo de corrida (que parecia Burnout junto com GTA). O carro que eu estava vendo (que já não era mais o meu carro) começou a acelerar e raspar em vários carros (já estava em cima de uma ponte desse momento). O carro foi subindo a ponte e desviado de outros carros, enquanto ficava uma pessoa sentada na janela direita do carro (como se fosse GTA).

1. I'm having my sketchbook shown to an important woman in the artistic community. For some reason a few of my family members are around. Apart from some gnarly figure drawings, she is rather unimpressed with what she sees. She tells me that what I have is nothing special, I should just give it a rest. I get rather upset and embarrassed and lock myself in a closet. People are banging on the door trying to get me to come out, but I keep holding the door shut.

2. I'm walking down some bizarre road/walkway that is made out of thin strips of multi colored plastic-like material. It's elevated off the ground.

3. I'm wandering around the streets of some suburban neighborhood. I'm dressed very strangely and I have a large backpack on. There are patches of snow on the ground, and I start spinning around (but not in a dream spinning way) until I fall over into one of the patches of snow. I hear something from the house across the street, and I look up to see two people staring at me from an open window. I walk over and realize that they are two people that I knew in childhood, but grown up. I ask if they remember me and they don't really seem to. This is when the dream gets fuzzy for a bit and I can't remember what exactly happens, but later I am riding on some small and incredibly fast bike. The two people from the window are chasing me.

4. On some bizarre structure again, climbing up and up but not reaching the top.

I am at some music competition. I am walking out and the building looks quite
Similar to Byerly, a building on my college's campus. I call my mom to pick me
up. She asks how it was and I tell her it was great and she should come sometime.
I get home and decide to go back with some fruit. Why? I do not know. I find a
basket in my room and start looking for fruit. There are many apples on my
dresser but most of them are partially eaten and rotting. I find several good ones
though, and drop them in the basket. I leave my house and walk down my street.
Somewhere along the line, I end up back on the walkway beside Byerly an hour
and a half away on Millersville campus. The dream ends.

Ok, I don't remember how it all went but from what I recall I went out my front door and went into the lower court near my house. I went into some guys house but was in spirit form not body form. I did this so he could not see me but somehow he could still sense me. Anyway, I snuck out of the guys house and ran into some woman. I tried to get away from her because she knew I wasn't like the others within the dream. Then when I thought I got away I noticed my dog out of the house so I took her back home. Somehow the woman followed me to the back of my house. She then said "oh, this is where you lived". Somehow the way she said that and her aura made me feel like it was not good that she knew where I lived. So I followed her up onto my deck, placed my hand on her head and wiped the memory of finding the location of my house. However, I wanted to make sure that she had forgotten because I knew that the mind erase may not have worked because I am a dreamer. So I used my watch and called the SSA (a secret organization whose job it is to protect dreamers and the dreamed) and they came and wiped her mind of the location of my house. I then went toward the SSA and explained the situation. I then suddenly got a pain in my chest and rolled around on the ground until the dream ended.


P.S. A dreamer are those who dream, and a dreamed is someone who is not real or a dream character. there are also spirits (ghosts)

I had a false awakening and started trying to get back into my dream, but I was dreaming. Very strange. I started dreaming again and dreamed that I needed to remember my dream, in my dream, but forgot what I was dreaming, by the time I woke up. I think that is how it went.

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I do remember dreaming that I was playing basketball in a gym. There was a truck at the top of the key (residue from a previous part of the dream that I can't remember). So, I'm trying to do a hook shot from the free-throw line. I kept missing, but I used to like to practice from there in waking life to gauge my form.

After missing one shot, I went to get the ball. It had very poor bounce to it which bothered me. I started thinking about my dad who used to help me with my hook shot.

I shot another hook and missed again. I went to get the ball and it seemed to be very heaving. It wouldn't let me dribble it increasing it's bounce. As I tried to pick up the ball, it seemed to be pulling reality with it, as though it was peeling back space or something. I finally got the ball back and went back to the free throw line. I started thinking about my Dad and crying because he isn't with me anymore.

I remember the thought welling up inside of me two or three times so that I started really crying in my dream.

This is strange for me because I usually don't express emotion much in my dreams.

I got this vivid dream, after my alarm sounded and I went back to sleep because I still had some time before I had to go to college.

In the dream I immediately woke up again, and panicked when I saw the time. 1 pm! My class was starting right at that moment! I had to be in college and it's a 1,5 hour trip to get there. I texted some classmates I was going to be quite late.
To my disbelieve, the moment I stepped out the door, rain came pouring down like a true tropical storm.
I asked my dad to drive me to the train station, but he refused. At that moment I decided to stay home and call in sick. But before I could do that-after a scene I can't remember- I was suddenly outside, and the sun had already set.

This last, short part is a lot more interesting, weird and vivid.
I found myself outside, alone in the rain, in the dark, and I was only wearing boxers for some reason. I didn’t mind being half naked. Even though I was soaking wet, it wasn’t cold and there was no-one in sight. I ran down the street in which water was gushing down trough. After a short while I arrived at a weird looking building. It was quite modern and had a big glass wall near the entrance. From ouside you could see the big hall and some stairs along the sides. Some kids in nothing but blue plastic raincoats where walking up and down the stairs. The kids walking around at this late hour seemed to be boys around the age of 6-8. One boy in particular caught my eye. He was standing next to the door and staring right at me with his hands up against the glass.
Suddenly I got cold and I decided to take shelter from the rain in the building which had already intrigued me. It had an eerie feel to it. I thought it was some kind of nursery/day-care because of all the children, but there clearly where no supervisors around. I entered the strange building which also had a sort of hospital-feel surrounding it.

The place was flooded by the rain. The water was ankle-deep and the lights in the floor made it look quite pretty. The boys walking up and down the stairs didn’t pay me any attention and kept walking as if hypnotized. Only the boy by the door noticed me and kept staring. It wasn’t creepy, I was in awe of the place. It looked abandoned but still had something serene about it. I walked through the water, opened the door immediately to my right. It led to the toilet, a big bathroom with 3 stalls and a door at the other end. The place was not as well-lit as the hall, and a tiny bit creepy. The wall separating this room from the hall was made out of glass as well. I could see the boy staring at me again, trough the wall, his hands up against the glass. I turned to my right, towards the outer wall. There was a sink, with a mirror above it.
At that point I remembered the reality-check technique for lucid dreaming vaguely. I started wondering if I was dreaming and looked into the mirror. I can’t remember anything weird. Aside from the fact of being half-naked in a flooded, dark day-care, I looked quite normal. The technique didn’t work. I looked away, and into the mirror again. Nothing.

I looked away, to my left, for a second time. A little girl startled me. She wasn’t there a second ago, and was now standing right beside me. She looked up at me and had the weirdest of smiles. She was a bit older than the boys, probably around the age of 13-14. Unlike the boys in the hall, she was wearing normal clothes. Behind her, I could see the door at the other end of the bathroom. It was cracked open and golden light shined trough it, reflecting in the water.
I turned around and noticed every child was now staring at me, not just the boy at the entrance.
I got creeped out a little (though not a whole lot, considering the situation) and woke up soon after.

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03/14/2011

Of Dogs and Blockades (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was another long dream, and again, is hard for me to remember. At the beginning of it, I'm playing some sort of 2D platformer. It has tons of collectibles, with some fairly stringent requirements for the later levels. I'm working on making my way over there.

Now, there's a whole bunch of stuff in the middle of this dream that I just can't remember...

But towards the end, I'm in some city somewhere, trying to move along to a new part of it. About halfway there there's some sort of blockade in the way to going any further. There's some sort of... "tutorial"? going on. Or a public service announcement, or even an ad. I dunno. There's just something blaring on the huge TV screen on one of the buildings across the road. I get the feeling that I should be paying attention to it, but I don't want to. "It's like they don't trust us," I mutter aloud. I think there's someone else there, but I can't remember who.

Instead of trying to make it through the blockade, I settle into the alcove underneath one of the buildings. It's awfully messy, but it will do. It's also drawing the attention of quite a few dogs over. There are some dogs I don't know, but I recognize my sister's dogs, Shaley and Matty, in the mix. I let them come up to me and I pat them a bunch.

At some point Matty starts not sounding good, as if she's coughing up a hairball. I look and do indeed see some hair in her mouth. I try to gently push her away so she at least doesn't cough that up on me, but she starts to whine. At this point the dream slooowwwlly fades out. It's a long process, and I end up feeling pretty tired when it ends.

I was at a rock-cafe in the city I often go on a night out. It was around noon however and the place was more or less empty apart from one man sitting at the bar and the bargirl. I was obviously waiting for someone.
Since we were the only ones there the girl behind the bar asked if i would like a beer.

'Yes' I answered and she asked what kind.
'Oh doesn't matter, as long as it's...'
-'Belgian beer' the man at the bar finished my sentence and smiled at me. (I sure do love Belgian beer)

We laughed and talked about what not. He was probably waiting for someone as well.
Suddenly a girl was standing behind him, she tapped his shoulder and he politely kissed her on the cheeks. I realised that same girl was the one I was waiting for when I turned around. It was the girl I fell in love with the year before. My very first love even. She hadn't noticed me yet. I jumped up and cried out. She was surprised to see me and smiled, I hugged her tightly.
We fell to the floor and lied there for minutes for I wouldn't let her go and she wouldn't let me go.

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Dream - Lucid - AP

I know I had a dream before this one, but it has been forgotten. I do remember Ryan was in it though.

I was in my room, listening to some tape of me either speaking a short story or a song to some music in the background. I was listening to it on a cassette tape on an old tape player. I remember also looking at the words/lyrics on paper, and then seeing notes of other songs/stories I wanted to record, but hadn't finished.

Then, I was somewhere else. Many other people were around me. We were all outside. It was kind of video game-like. There was some evil "boss" in control of everyone there. He wasn't human, but I'm not sure what he was. He was very big; not quite a giant, but maybe 8 or 9 feet tall with big hands and other features. I kept thinking "Bowser" in my head, like from Super Mario, but he didn't look like Bowser. I remember my friend Tony being there. What was odd, was that Tony and everyone else around me was wearing makeup, mostly eye shadow and eye liner. I was the only one who wasn't (I also don't wear makeup in waking life). I asked Tony if I had to wear it, and he said yes.

Then, the boss came up and started saying things to me, threatening me to wear makeup. He also threatened Tony's life. He picked Tony up and crumbled him into a ball. There was also a huge crowd of people circled around us. I knew Tony would be ok though, so I wasn't too concerned. I somehow knew I could leave the place at will, and I kept trying to, but it was difficult. I was trying to will myself back to my room so I could get my eyeshadow. As I was about to disappear, I saw Tony sitting right in front of me. I mouthed "I love you" to him, and he mouthed back, "Krista, I love you", and then I was in my room again.

I grabbed 3 palettes of eye shadow. I had regretted tossing my good eye shadow, because all I had left was cheap stuff. I grabbed one palette of very bright-colored eye shadow, and started to put it on in the mirror. I put on a bright yellow right above my lid, and a bright, shimmering magenta on my lid. I kept going outside the lines and making it look messy, but I somehow managed to make it look decent. I smudged the point where the colors met to blend them with my finger, and just ended up wiping some off instead. I didn't bother fixing it.

Then, I was outside of a parking lot with tons of people. My family was with me, I mainly remember my mom and brother being there. The clouds looked dark above our heads, like it would storm. Then, a huge cloud-to-ground lightning strike came from the sky very close to us, and struck the ground continuously for a good 10 seconds without stopping. I knew that to be dangerous, and was concerned that a tornado was on its way. It looked like the sky was clearing, but I saw that as a bad sign. We all started to head down to an underground gym that we have in our town.

We went down the stairs into the gym, and opened the door. There was a HUGE line of people waiting to get under there. We waited for awhile. My mom commented on my eyeshadow, telling me how nice it looked. We somehow got to where we needed to be in the gym, and there were windows everywhere. I thought that was a terrible place to be during a tornado, so I left without saying anything and entered a room in a next door building that was windowless.

The threat of the weather then passed, and I met back up with my family. They wondered where I had been, so I told them I had left to go to a safer place. They asked why I didn't tell them, and I said something about them not understanding or them not wanting to go anyway. The sky was now clear, and I had found out that we were under two tornado warnings in the span of an hour.

I did many things before this fragment, I just can't seem to remember them I vividly remember jumping really high. I believe I also had wings! As i jumped up, i tried to use my wings, but they failed me and i fell to the ground (waking up before i made contact with earth) I think a villainous female was plotting to destroy me.

The jumping part was fun

Im walking near Blond café but theres a hesburger where the café should be. Theres also traffic lights in the intersection. Im walking there and first P is driving with his moped near me and Im running behind him, but when we come to the lights he has a bicycle. The lights turn red for the cars and green for us. We cross the road and come to other lights, they turn immediately green when I push the button. We again cross the road and come to the hesburger.
We go in and sit to this table. I see some guys in another table and I recognise one of them. They are speaking pretty loud, but otherwise they dont make any trouble. Im watching a menu and trying to decide what to eat, while P is eating some kind of burger wheres vegetables or fruits. I decide to order some fries (this point I thought the fries as coal, dont know why maybe because carbohydrate.) and some big meal. P is about to go to order something but I see that the employees pull a curtain over the desk that you cant see whats happening there. P still goes there and Im about to say that dont go there but he still does and then he orders something from these employees.
I see one employee and think that will she spit to my burger.


Im sitting on my bed and theres a lot of other people in my bed. We are having some kind of party because we have finished school. M comes to the door but immediately leaves when he sees us, and then some guy with beard comes. (although he was year younger than we he looked alot older.) Hes a metalhead and he starts to sing and play his guitar. Hes singing some really familiar tune, but I cant remember what it is.
At first his singing sounds really terrible, but after time I start to like it and say to the other guys that "this guy is actually good".


Some emo girls come out of a red car with A. They start to take their jackets off because its hot outside.

I am in a sort of culdesac neighborhood. I am walking down the street and I see a house with three
posts in their yard. I go over to them and for some reason decide to take them out of the ground and
move them. I move each one over a few feet to a patch of mulch. I then walk away fearing that I will
be seen. I walk up the street a bit then back. I glance over at the house and I notice three people
sitting on the front porch. Had they been there all along? It is a father and two sons. I see them get
up and decide it would be best to get out of the culdesac. The father goes across the street to a white
house and then tells the sons to go after me. I run down the road and, as if there is some sort of
game screen change, I am in an alleyway of a large town. The streets are thin and surrounded by
ten foot brick walls on either side. The sun casts a golden light on the whole town. I run through a
labyrinth of 6-foot side-streets joined by a 15-foot road. It is very complex and confusing but somehow
I know exactly where to go. I come out onto an intersection of two major roads. I forget about the boys
chasing me and remember I have to go to class. I see a friend from college and she asks me what time
it is. I reach in my pocket but my phone is not there. I can feel it under a few layers of clothing though.
I realize that I'm wearing two pairs of shorts and I reach into the pocket of the shorts underneath and
pull out my phone. She says "What would you do if you had lost it?". I say that I would have to look for
it. "How long would that take? 12 minutes?". I say "More like 21". I flip it open and find it is dead. I look
at the top and it still has the date and time and such in faded gradient and glitchy white text. I put my
phone away and just say its dead. The next thing I know I am in the room where the "class" is. It is like
one of those little pre-school rooms. I am in one corner of the room talking to another friend from
college when the teacher calls us over to the table. I sit down, my back to the wall closest to the door.
I realize I do not have my bookbag. I hope the teacher doesn't ask for homework. I am sitting next to
another student who doesn't have his either. The teacher turns our attention to the center of the table.
There is a cup of what looks like some sort of salsa. It doesn't have much sauce though. Mostly solid
ingredients. It is somewhat pink in color and looks slightly watery. A girl at the far right end of the table
gets excited. She knows what it is and loves it. She says a name for it over and over again but I forget
what it is. It is in some other language and I think it began with an 'M'. Anyway we take out pieces of
bread and dip it in the "salsa". The girl keeps going on about how sweet it tastes. It doesn't taste like
anything to me. It is really quite bland. The teacher then tells a story about some tragic event and the
girl tells a similar story from her own experience. I think there was another part to this dream after the
"class" but I don't remember.

So me and two or three of my friends were living in a very small wooden house in the 19th century. It was our first night in the house, and we were all getting ready for bed. There was an older man in the house, too, though I forgot his purpose or reason for being there. Anyway, I ended up killing him with a cut-throat. For one reason or another, my friends and I went out on a killing spree, murdering four of our neighbors in their sleep. Each one was quiet and bloody. It was like Sweeney Todd, I guess. We returned to our small cabin and I washed our razors out in the sink. I felt safe because we would seem like unsuspecting victims to our neighbors, cuz we had a dead guy of our own.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I needed to go to the bathroom really bad. I was running into a public restroom. Some woman, possibly a pretty, young woman and possibly my mother, was using the first stall I saw.

I was apparently wearing a pair of pink panties under my pants, and I didn't want there to be any chance of the woman in the stall seeing me. So I ran to a set of stalls at the far end of the restroom.

Two stalls were inside a larger, stall-like area. One of the stalls didn't have any lock, or even a handle, on its door. I had gone inside it, but now I ran out. I ran to the next stall. The lock on this stall's door was really loose. But I decided it was good enough. If somebody tried to push it open, I'd have enough time to reach up and push the door closed.

I sat down on the toilet and started peeing (?). Before my eyes I now saw a list of films by Werner Herzog. They all seemed to star Claudia Cardinale, as if she were Herzog's main actor. Each film would have a description below it. The descrption was in a thin column. Some descriptions were just a small paragraph. Others were almost a page long.

I caught sight of a few descriptions of some films. The films all had a theme of a woman sinning or doing something to betray somebody, usually a man, and then having to go through retribution for all this, apparently from fate, by being put through all kinds of weird, embarrassing, or painful situations.

I couldn't quite remember what the Herzog films were which I'd seen starring Claudia Cardinale. But it didn't seem like this was the theme of those films at all. So I scanned through the list (how? It seems now like the list was just some image scrolling in the air before my eyes), looking for the films I was familiar with.

Something I read said that Herzog's later films with Cardinale got weirder and weirder, and that the women characters kept being put through more and more absurd situations. I saw some later films, some as late as 1986. But then I saw "one of Herzog's first films" listed. It was called Yvonne Rainier, and it was from 1910.

Apparently this film had something to do with a nun who'd betrayed a man, probably a priest, and the trials she'd had to go through as "fate's retribution" after this.

I now had a vision of a black and white film, almost as if I were watching from some place within the film. There was possibly some old, small chapel that had something of a medieval style to it. Some nuns were standing outside the church, talking to each other. The film was a sound film, and it seemed like the setting was America in the 1950s.

There was a nun in white. She was the main character. Now a couple of priest-like men walked past the nuns with a group of schoolchildren. The group walked into a spacious, lawny cemetery that was right next to the chapel.

The priests stopped the students in front of what was an apparently important grave. The grave had some kind of tall, church-shaped marker. Before the marker were two rows of small, stone markers.