non-lucid

I had another lucid, but it faded quite quickly:

I was climbing up a grassy hill, it was nighttime and I was with two other people. I could feel the blades of grass as I ran my fingers through them. I decided to do an RC but I was like, "Stuff it, lets just assume its a dream anyway." So I began rubbing my hands together and running them along the grass. When I thought my dream was stable I felt like I had sleep in my eyes so I rubbed the corners of my eyes without closing them. My dream then derailed.

Nonlucids:

I dreamt I was sitting my psychology exam (which is actually today).

I dreamt that my friend was really good at piano.

I was at school just walking with some friends. We came to a futuristic building and went inside, but sadly everything after that gets foggy. Although I do remember being in a Gothic style balcony with magnificent arches and it being night time outside. Then I did something with my parents. Hmm... that's pretty much all I remember, could be worse though. :/

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at work, and we were closing. I was working with like 3 or 4 other people. All the lights were off, and I had already counted down my drawer, when a bunch of customers walked in, and my coworkers started to serve them, even though we were about to leave. This went on until about 11:30pm, when we close at 9pm. There were still people in there at that time.

Then, I was in the back, and I felt like I looked different. My stomach looked distorted and muscular, and my face felt a little off. I think I even looked in the mirror at some point, and thinking it looked different. I knew that I was turning into a horse. I also knew that this was something that happened to me once a month, and it lasted for a few days. It was really bizarre. I know Ryan was there, and I had to explain it all to him. I "remembered" myself as a magenta horse, walking around in the coffee shop. I had a purple and red striped sweater on. I remember debating on whether or not I should wear a shirt during the transformation, or just going around as a "naked" horse.

I was then in a bedroom, and Ryan was there with me. He was laying on the bed. I thought he'd be really put off by my transformation. I kept thinking he was, but I don't think he really cared that much. Then, I felt myself transforming. I felt my back muscles and bones enlongating. I kept feeling it come in waves. It was a really strange sensation. I also remember looking at my hands, and imagining them turning into hooves.

Then, I was wading in a creek. There was a little boy there with me. He got swept off in a deeper, more rough park of the creek. He went underwater, and I pulled him out and saved him so he wouldn't drown.

Then, I remember fighting some huge, 3-headed flower beast. I "remembered" fighting other ones similar to it beforehand. My mom was with me.

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I was about 14 or 15, and my brother was 12 or 13. I remember being at some weird computer with a white screen. We were outside. The computer was at a kiosk-type thing. I think it was outside of a school. My mom was with us. Throughout this whole dream, I knew I was experiencing my past, and that what was happening had already happened.

Then, I saw my brother as a host on Nickelodeon with another guy his age, who, in the dream, was called Ricky Lake. They were hosting some party, and were on live television. They both had microphones and were talking about the party, and about what was going to come on next. I feel like I saw something like this more than once in the dream.

Then, I remember seeing my brother on TV answering calls from viewers. Again, it was live TV. I called in and started cussing and telling off Ricky Lake. I called him an asshole. Then, I told my brother he'd probably get fired for my actions, and he did lose his job as a host. That was apparently one of the reasons why they stopped doing things live, and started prerecording them instead.

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I had a false awakening that I was getting up to get in the shower. I opened my contact case, which looked like my jewelery box in waking life, and my brother's contacts were in there too. I said something to him about it, and he apologized. I took his contacts out and put them in his retainer case.

I hadn't had a somewhat interesting dream in awhile. This one began with me seemingly running through a cramped, dimly-lit corridor with the fluorescent lights flickering above me as I was running for my dear life from what appeared to be an 8 foot long Xenomorph from James Cameron's 'Aliens' film. As I passed through the corridor , I made a turn and descended into the sub-level, thinking I had temporarily eluded the beast, I found to my horror that there was a large slimy egg sac hanging from a corner, writhing and covered in a mucus-like substance. I could tell it was about to hatch, so I caught my breath, then bolted for the large glass double-doors . I stumbled outside to find only a pair of elevators were my way out of the complex . So I then endeavored to take the stairs to the second floor and then the elevators from there. unfortunately, it seemed I wasn't the only one with that idea. All the remaining survivors from the complex, mainly civilians and a scientist here or there, were crammed into the glass box elevator , pushing and shoving their way in to fit inside . I could no longer here the screech of the Xenomorph, but I knew it would not be long before it found us. So I had to act fast. I Somehow convinced everyone that the aliens were in fact vulnerable to human pheromones secreted only during sexual reproduction, and that in order to save us all , we would have to all partake in a massive orgy. And so everyone promptly de-robed and fun was had by all ;]. For whatever reason, the Aliens seemed perplexed by human copulation and did infact run away at the scent of our rampant and vigorous love-making session .

At first I was at school. I was outside of my locker. IR and some others were there. It was the day before march break. For some reason I had some extremely large locker; it was like a room inside. I could step inside of it and there's still be so much excess space.

We could hear the people in the music room. They were studying music. There was something about LM's music in there. I mentioned to the people around me that she was my favorite artist.

Eventually I ended up running around the school, and that's when I became lucid. The school kept switching between my old and new school. The familiar north staircase was there, and I was running up its ugly green and yellow stairs. Eventually I reached the top and I was with KA and KR.

Me and KR started playfully fighting. We exchanging kicks and blows. Even though I knew I was dreaming, I was scared of feeling a blow from her.

Eventually I ran away. I think I tried to fly at first, but it wasn't working. I went up some stairs and launched myself horizontally, parallel (and very close to) the floor. I sped like a rocket. I then moved my arms and legs as if I were galloping like an animal, and I sped along the hallway. The hallway turned into the second floor where the office was. I also tried to throw fireballs at KR, but my attempts failed.

I ended up at some random grassy area afterwards. I was inside a giant bubble. I was playing some sort of game, and it had to do with eating the most. There was two other competitors. There were little jelly balls everywhere, almost like tapioca, and some random large gummies. I could see a scoreboard.

I started pulling in the giant gummies. I remember distinctly a giant red gummy horse. It was strange; its anatomy was perfect. I started gnawing on its shoulder till I ate it completely. I then finished off with the little tapioca balls. In the end I somehow won this "competition".

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Some fragment of me playing some video game... it was really old and pixelly, RTS style. It was a desert setting; I was fighting against pterodactyls and giant bugs or something.

This was early in the first sleep cycle. The dream didn't start instantly, that I'm aware of, but about 20-30 minutes later.

It was night time. I was living in my backyard neighbors house. In my mind, both of these houses were home. (They are very similar to each other in real life.) Everything was epic looking. Larger than life. The house was roughly double sized and decadent like no expense was spared making it. A bright moonlight night was outside my windows. I got a loving phone call from my girlfriend who needed a ride. I felt fantastic. I was wondering which house to take my GF too.

I went out the front door, but it exited onto my backyard patio. Standing there in near pitch blackness were my two lost best friends, in the old version of backyard (it was redesigned a few years ago). They were laughing and talking together, both harshly and intoxicated.

I don't recall exactly what was said (it may have been abstract) but it was very rude. I remember them physically surrounding me on both sides. Slapping me on the back. I felt offended and overwhelmed. They acted like crude, spiteful, burnout versions of themselves.

Just then, the backdoor opened. Out came an arm with a rather long thin, gray telephone receiver. I heard a voice say from inside the house: "Telephone for you!"

I thought, "Which of my old friends will be rude to me next?" I became very distressed and cornered feeling. --Then I woke up.

Waking Hallucination (?): When I opened my eyes. I was laying on my back. Above me, slightly off to the left and down a couple of feet was a large dark spot on my ceiling. I kept blinking hard. I'm sure I was awake. I looked around the room, all else looked normal.

The black spot was about a 2-foot radius. I started to focus on it carefully and could see that the edges of it were swirling. As if it was a flat-ish mist disc, or a rotating projection. It was slowly drifting away from over my bed, to the left corner near the foot.

I was watching it closely. The mist started to thin a little, and as it did: two faintly glowing eyes appeared in the middle, blankly looking back at me. They were about 10-inches apart, beady, and slightly smaller than dimes. After several seconds more, the "thing" gradually faded.

To my awareness, I've never experienced visual hallucinations upon waking up before. I was not paralyzed or having a false awakening. At no point was I afraid. I wasn't sure what I was looking at exactly. I felt more relieved to have left the dream, than afraid of the cloud. I got out of bed. I didn't go back to sleep for hours.

Fell asleep a little after 2AM and woke up at 2:38AM. Generally speaking, this is a weird time for vivid dreaming. I usually don't recall dreams in the first 3-REM stages. When I do, it typically ends a 90-minute cycle. However, I've noted a few nightmares in the first REM cycle after viewing shocking material.

Note: I have an unpublished dream journal of strong, bewildering nightmares that took place heavily in 2007, lingered into 2008. In June 2009, I had one terrible nightmare. Some of the recent trickster elements in my dreams reminded me of those days.

Im at school about to go to the hall, but T is trying to keep me away from there. I go inside and try to close the 2 doors, but its difficult.
I play some CD and suddenly the lights start to go off one by one. The soundtrack sounds pretty creepy and the lights flash.
I go to the other hall and there are some young children sitting on the floor being frightened because of whats happening.
The teacher of the kids needs help to find the control panel where I could turn the lights on and the music out. I see it immediately and wonder why the teacher doesnt see it. I put the music out. I start to browse some CD's and try to find something playable, but I cant find.


I try to go to sleep next to my mom but I see that my dog is there and I wont


Im skipping an hour off from school, and we are at some forest with P and J. I try to make up a good excuse for why I was skipping a lesson and I come up with the idea that my stomach was hurting
The clock is 11.30 and I start to walk back to school. I hear some weird drumming and I make conclusions that its coming from the elementary school and they are having some show there.

I am running to catch a bus. Suddenly, one pound coins fall out of my pocket. I can see them clearly on the ground. Its raining and the ground is wet and dirty. There are 3-4 coins. I pick them up and catch the bus. I run in and throw the money on drivers desk. I don't count them because I don't want to hold the whole bus behind any more. It is the old fashion bus from my country. I go down the alley... then I wake up

The dream started off with me and my roommates (dream roommates) having a clean house.
For no reason Justin Bieber shows up (I got a strong urge to tell him that I could kill 28 Biebers if a swarm of them attacked me according to a quiz online ). He has his whole team of security making sure that everything goes smoothly while he stays with us, but nobody knows why he is there, and none of us like him.

As the dream progresses our dogs (some I have had irl some that I haven't) begin to mess up the house. They were jumping on things and breaking things, until the house was a wreck.
The Bieber security showed up and got us basically arrested.

There was somewhat of a dream skip but it kept going.

We were outside of this facility where we had been taken and the same guys that had dragged us out of the house were behind this strange wall (we could see through it , but it was a wall) aiming firearms at us. There were four of us standing in a square. We seemed to know what is happening, but I was still confused.

They shot one of the people in front with some kind of dart, causing them to collapse on the ground, and proceeded until all of us were shot and paralyzed. My body was so heavy that I could only move my neck a little. I watched as they, starting with the same person, shot a different dart. The first person shot was still for a moment, but then began seizing violently. My heart started going as I realized that my turn was coming up. They shot the second person, the same pause, then seizing. I began to hyperventilate, but was still unable to move as they laid their sights on me, and fired. I knew what was coming, but and began seizing.

A majority of the dream was many more darts in the same fashion, each one aching as it stuck into my body, each one with a strange side effect.

After a while they took us into a room, some kind of rest room to keep us until it started again. I tried to walk around, but was unable to keep myself erect, all my limbs seeming heaving, and my vision failing me. I could not keep my balance so I sat down, continuously complaining about our treatment and how it was to severe. No one was listening.

Some kind of dream skip, but it continued. I think there was an inferred few more cycles of the shootings and the rest room.

I don't know if we escaped, but I want to say we were released. We exited the strange room through some kind of tube into a system of tubes and chambers unknown to us. (They were somewhat of a mix between the tube transports from the show "futurama" and play places at Mcdonalds, only made out of several different materials) The two of us (don't know what happened to the other two) began climbing randomly through, still feeling horrible, and being extremely disoriented.

We finally find an exit and find ourselves in a world we do not recognize. A futuristic world, were we seem out of place. We suspect we have actually been held for several years and that the world has changed during our captivity.

I then have a false awakening in my bed at home and begin seizing again. I freak out thinking my dream was trying to wake me up before it happened. I calm myself down enough to sit up, by body still pulsating. I see my laptop siting in my bed showing research of the strange technology that I had seen in the dream.

I think to myself "Oh my God, the technology is real." and then I wake up for real.

I was in the car with an OGF. I knew it was strange, but I didn't become lucid. She was having trouble with the gear shifter (though it was on the column). We discussed that for a little while.

I had a couple dream skips. I think the first one was me standing outside looking at the stars. It was interesting to see the detail. I saw individual stars and star clusters. I took it in more than usual.

Then I heard a voice say that everyone was a stand-in as in a movie set. It didn't refer to me though. Something was going on elsewhere.

The next dream skip was me in a car again. I was the passenger and the driver was having a problem. Someone told the driver to back up. He did so and he almost went back too far. The driver started explaining how the car got messed up.

Then I was out of the car and I was fighting an an alien from They Live. In that movie, a massive signal was broadcast to make these aliens look like people, but if you wore special glasses, you could see that they were aliens. Then I was one of the aliens. Yikes!

I was fighting someone and they kept blocking my punches. It turned out to be Chuck Norris. He knew just how to block punches and tie up my arms. Darnit!

He threw me to the ground and I saw a burn mark in the carpet where a hot pan had been. Our hands were about to go into the burn mark and burn us. I tried to win Chuck over by warning him and lifting his hand away from the burn mark, and it worked.

At least the dream ended there.

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I was in some school that I don't recognize, I'm taking a class that doesn't make sense in waking life, but it was a type of composition class.

I was working on an assignment. There were ab out 10 pieces of paper about the size of a playing cards. They were layed out in two vertical rows.

Having used some of the information on two cards, I was trying to stack the papers to be more neat. The teacher was upset about it and wouldn't let me. I was really frustrated because I needed to organize my work. She made me be quiet. I was so frustrated I started punching myself trying to give myself a black eye.

I couldn't hit my eye, but I could hit myself in the head.

The End

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with a group of friends who may have looked like co-workers of mine. We were in a house that looked my great-grandmother's house. My friends were all shying away from me because of something I'd written. It was a fanfic for some fetish website, but it was also a work that I wanted to prepare for publication.

Everybody left me, and even left the room that I was in, because they were all so disgusted with what I'd written. It was probably a story about adults wearing diapers.

One last woman, whom I didn't know, remained in the room. She was pretty and blonde. She had been hired by somebody to proofread what I had written. She read the work, which was now all printed out.

Time passed. I understood somehow that the woman was kind of grossed out by what I'd written, but that she'd gotten over it and proofread my story. She went through the story with me. Every page was full of red markings. I decided to go with all of her criticisms because she really seemed to know what she was talking about.

Dream #2

I was in a slightly busy area like a conference hall or a high school gym set up for a big event. I sat on the floor before some kind of small table. A woman sat next to me, explaining how to do something regarding art.

At some point, something she'd said reminded me of Laurel Nakadate. I asked the woman if she liked Laurel Nakadate. She looked at me in such a calm yet serious way that I thought she was going to tell me she actually knew Nakadate.

Suddenly, an older, nerdy man who had been sitting at a computer nearby stood up, turned around, and started giving some big, long speech. The man was pale, with balding, red hair and a red mustache. He wore a maroon, button-up shirt and big, square glasses.

For some reason I stood up and listened to the guy, as if I felt obliged to do so. But at some point I realized the man was just wasting my time, getting me away from the girl because he was jealous that she was paying attention to me.

Still listening to the man out of obligation, I tried to get back to the woman. But it was obvious she was quickly losing interest in me.

Dream #3

I was part of something like an office mixed with a theatre company. I had finished performing something very well. I was apparently a very good performer.

But now I was trying to sneak away from the whole situation. I wanted to leave. But I knew that if I tried to leave in any direct way, the higher ups would keep me in the building.

So I snuck down a back stairwell and down to a basement. A black man may have seen me heading in this direction. I was a little worried that he might tell on me.

In the basement I knelt down and opened a very small, black-painted, steel door. It went to the outside. I suddenly remembered that this was the way I'd come into this building, when I'd started my career here.

I thought, Wouldn't it be great if I could find somebody like me and let them in here through the back door? Then nobody would miss me once I was gone. I determined that I would try to find a replacement.

It was a tight squeeze, but I made it outside. I had to walk up a small, concrete staircase. I was then in something like a big lawn. A black man, slightly older than I, with greying hair, walked along the sidewalk bordering the lawn. I thought he might be my replacement. But something about him made me afraid to look at him.

I was now walking on a fence, which was more like a cable strung along between trees. I was balancing myself by holding on to another cable above me. As I walked along, I noticed how beautiful all the trees were. They were changing colors for the fall. Some were red. Others were pink. Some were pale yellow.

This dream happened in the morning on going back to sleep, this dream was very vivid:

I was in bed with a very good female friend of mine (we're close but not that close) and noticed I was on the right hand side of the bed with a story being red to me in the background ( I had "Weilding a Red Sword playing on the MP3 player).
On looking I found that she was completely naked while I as normal just had a pair of pants on. We start cuddling etc and she removes my pants, but before anything can happen she asks me to check what the title of the book is on the side table next to me, I roll over and though I don't see I book, I say "The Five Rings" (This is a book mentioned in the story I had on my MP3, at this point I become suspicious about the reality of everything and to test if it's a dream I ask her to switch on the side lamp, at this point I wake up.

In my dream, I was hiding from something. I don't know what, but I had a lot of animals with me, and as the dream progressed, I realized they were pokemon. I know for certain I at least had a vaporeon with me. I was in a house with brownish walls, and cement floors. I remember feeling like I had left a lot behind, most likely at my house, as the place I was in seemed to be a shelter of some form. At some point, I got in my car and picked some body up. There were more pokemon outside when I returned, and I brought them in. I believe one was eevee, the un-evolved form of vaporeon.

The house I was in had large windows in the roof (really, what a bad shelter), and I remember making a snide remark about some form of apocalpyse that was supposed to happen, which I just didn't believe. Suddenly, the sky went dark, and bright purple lights zoomed across the sky, then there was an explosion. Everything shook, and I held my pokemon to me, looking up at the sky from where I was hunched in a corner. Some of my family was with me. It began to rain, flood really. I was very frigthened, and called my boyfriend who is attending school hours away from me. some one else answered, and I was very aggravated, they wouldn't let me speak with Justin. Finally, I had to hang up and run. I gathered all of my pokemon up and with my family ran to my car. We drove for a while then met up with my sister, who is pregnant in reality, and in the dream.

She mentions that her husband has been separated from her, and is holding my nephew. Electricity is lost, and apparently the continents have shifted, resulting in families being broken up. I remember feeling deep despair. Eventually, I think I lost all of the pokemon except for Vaporeon. It is still raining, and now I see my sister, holding her son, sitting by a very large grave. She says it is that of her child, though I remember thinking that was odd, since she was still pregnant, and was holding her only other child.

Details go blurry for a bit, but then I remember it being much later, and some one is talking to me in a lab of some sort. He is holding something that resembles a large canteen for water, except for it is glass, and there is a skull inside. He tells me that the skull came in through the windows in a mudslide, and it made sense to me that the skull was that of my dead niece/nephew, so I took it to my family, who are at the grave still, which is undisturbed, and no one is dead, and proclaim that I have found part of the body. Generally, everyone accepts this, and goes about what they were doing. I don't remember if my brother-in-law was ever heard from again...It was just a very odd dream. Opinions?

In this dream I was half way up a basin at night, I was rushing about in my job trying to wrap everything up as I was leaving (though not by my own choice) and prepairing a handover, while this was going on I was also on the phone being told that I was no longer on the course that I was due to take.
I am then on the phone to my Mother who'se telling me off for asking my Dad to do the packing for me saying that he couldn't find anything I was asking for and was also too ill to do the packing and should never have asked. At this point I find that the job I was going to was no longer in existence and go back to the boss Bill to ask if I could have my old job back.

This whole dream was very dark as if it was all happening at night with no lights on:
I am in my old house where I lived as a teenager, I'm in my bedroom which is situated where the bathroom actually was. Under the bed I find some pornographic magazines and got excited but then hide it under the bed between the matress. I then hear knocking and leave but feel very self concious so go back to better hide the evidence, but now it's a bathroom and can't find anything.