non-lucid

Dream - Lucid - AP

My classmates were going on a trip to London, but I wasn't able to go for some reason. I remember Rachel and Stephen being two of the people going. I remember something about the airplane, and them being very excited about the trip. I don't remember being very disappointed that I couldn't go, since I'd already been.

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I was in the basement of my house, but it was my dream house, not my real one (we don't have a basement in waking life). Ryan was with me. We were walking around in the basement, and I noticed tons of clutter everywhere, and I thought about my dad having to keep everything (in waking life my dad has to keep EVERYTHING, so our attic is very cluttered).

In waking life, my dad also used to own an aquarium store, and we used to have lots of fish. He has a lot of aquariums up in our attic. In the dream, I noticed all of the aquariums were full of fish. They were very vivid and well-lit. Ryan and I walked up to one, and I saw a purple and yellow fish, one that looked like one we had in waking life when I was very young that used to "kiss" the glass. I had named him Crunchy. I said to Ryan
"Look! That's what Crunchy used to look like!", but I slurred some of my words and corrected myself. I made a comment about how I couldn't talk that day for some reason. The fish went up and kissed the glass.

Then, I remember talking to my mom about Christianity. We started to argue. She was trying to get me to go to church again.

Then, I was on campus at my college. I had no idea how I had gotten there. I was sitting in a statistics class in the psychology/sociology building next to Blake, a guy I knew growing up. He was apparently my boyfriend. I was very confused as to how and when that happened, but I accepted it. I thought I must had been in some sort of accident that affected my memory. He was very lovey and touchy with me, calling me baby and putting his arm around me.

Then, I remember walking to some HUGE, very tall dumpsters that were next to one of the buildings across the road. They were full of dirty laundry. I saw a little black boy dressed up like a superhero playing around in one of them, but he disappeared into it. I vividly remember seeing a dirty white towel hanging out of one of the dumpsters. I tossed my bag of dirty laundry into one of the dumpsters, the same one I saw the little boy playing around in.

I was then back in the stats class, when a voice over the loudspeaker announced
"Krista, please come to room 7__(it was seven-hundred something, I can't remember the exact number)."
I felt like I had heard my name, but I kind of ignored it. Blake was next to me and said
"They're calling you.", so both of us got up to search for this room. I found it, and a man showed me a surveillance video of me hitting the little black boy with my bag, which was no longer laundry, but garbage, when I tossed it into the dumpster. I had no idea I had hit him. It showed him flying out of the dumpster. I heard his cries. I then saw a close up of a girl, his sister I think, cradling him in her arms inside the dumpster. I wondered why they were even in the dumpster in the first place. I told the man I didn't know I had hit him. He said alright. I remember my mom being there at some point. I also remember thinking I shouldn't be missing stats, because I'd get way behind.

Then, as Blake and I were walking out the door, the boy's father gave me a $5 bill as an apology for thinking I did it on purpose or something. Someone behind me said "It's a hard gift to accept." I gave Blake the bill, and then decided I couldn't accept it. Blake kept the $5 and gave me a $1, and I gave it back to the man and said I couldn't accept the money. He took it and didn't seem to notice it was a $1 bill and not a $5 bill.

Then, Blake and I were walking on campus again. We stopped, and he started talking about how he lived with his girlfriend, but didn't have the heart to break up with her, even though he wasn't happy and that he loved me. He said something about me being a very pretty girl. I told him that he needed to make himself happy first, even if it meant hurting the girl.

We were then at his house, and his girlfriend and younger sister (he doesn't have a younger sister in waking life. I was confused about the fact that he had one in the dream, but I just accepted it). His younger sister had long, black hair. I don't remember what the girl he lived with looked like. They were playing some game involving what I think was a house of cards. I was trying to be helpful and help them with what they were doing. They were indifferent about it. I then sat in Blake's lap and he cuddled me and called me baby, even though he was right in front of his girlfriend. She didn't seem to care.

07.03.2011

Escape the watery city (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am on the open deck of a boat with a group of men - somewhere near but to the side of the leaders. We are on the way back to our secret safe harbour after working on an important mission. Everyone is weary and glad for the break.
As we near our destination I look ahead and see the gates to our safe harbour. As I watch I see red eyes in the shadowy figures behind the gates. I think "That's strange". I continue watching the shadowy figures while the ritual to open the gate was performed and the gates open. 'So it must be alright.' As no-one else was alarmed or worried. As our boat silently glides through the gates the shadowy figures appear to wear helmets. That wasn't right - but it was too late.

Scene change

We are in a room - large, dark, cavernous. The whole group is here. We are prisoners, but no-one is alarmed or upset. The others are in groups talking quietly. I stand by more an observer than an participant. I felt also emotionally attached, but still in the scene somehow.
While I wonder how we could get out of there a man detached himself from the leader's group approaching me. Saying "no problem. You know how to use explosives?" I confirm that cautiously, but start to wonder what I would have to do. He eases my mind by saying that I just have to help him with the explosives when it was time.

Scene change

We are on a small cruise boat, beneath a huge square hole. He moves up there, disappears shortly then is back. I throw a package up to him. Then a long double cable appears - falling from the hole into the cargo area inside the boat. I watch it coiling - making sure it doesn't get tangled. It consists of a thick main cable of dark orange and a thinner parallel cable of a lighter metall colour. He sees me looking at the cable and nods - this is useful when the cable has to be used again".
As he slowly climds down I move the boat by hand along the quay - using the metal rail. At the corner to the main canal he joins me and we are on our way. We cruise unobstrusively through the city - avoiding patrols. Then we heara message to the patrols that the rental no. 81??? was not classified as dangerous anymore. I asked him if they meant us. He just says "might be".
There is still the feeling that we have to get away.

Scene change

We are in a hall (looks like in an airport or something similar huge) and want to leave to the outside world. But he wants to make sure nobody will follow us anytime soon. His idea is to make them close down the building due to a contagious disease. The exit is through the shop on the left. His plan was to act as if he is sick, then leave. After that they should recognise this contagious disease he supposedly carried and seal off all exits. I think it sounds stupid and was sceptical regarding the success. He still goes through with it.
We enter the shop. I walk towards the end/ the exits, but he lags behind. I meet my sister in the back of the shop. She asks me where he is and I point towards the entrance. I tell her in a whisper what he plans to do.
When he shows up he looks like a bad actor (don't know which one but one I don't like to watch, his presence started to fade) He can't really pull it off - as he doesn't want to appear to sick to be allowed to leave through the exit, but sick enough that the others soon see the seriousness of the matter.
I turn to look at a plant close to me and see a bird. It looks at me and seemed tame enough. Then it moves to another plant severing a leaf from it eating it. Then it is back to the first plant. I look at my sister who says "Watch it, it is sneaky - appearing to sleep but watching all around it". As I turn back my mom sits there with her eyes almost closed. Watching everything around her through the slids of her eyes. Smiling slightly (humorously) as she hears what my sister says.
My sister and I wanted to put the animal back into its terrarium. I feel it on my back. My sister takes it and we put it into a small wicker basket. Then we push the small basket into the terrarium through a slit at its front. Another that was already in the terr. wants to escape. We stop it. The new arrival starts to nibble on the bars. I think "hey, just like a hamster. And I look at it and it is a very tiny grey dwarf hamster - and not a bird as I thought.
She was busy elsewhere so I look around at the other terrariums and cages. In the bottom row way to the left and angular to the room I see a badly kept terrarium kept together by wire with sides made of plastic that moved when touched. In it are a bunny, a guinea pig and several hamsters (bigger ones). I ask when the place was cleaned the last time and she becomes extremely defensive. The belong to her and everything is fine with them. I look at the animals - especially the hamsters - and they have dull pinkish/red eyes and brownish/grey fur with dark ends.
I wanted to have a specific one - this one with distinctive colouring, but I didn't seem to be able to look away from the other sad specimen. They didn't try to escape and they didn't bite as I held my finger in front of their noses.

Then my alarm clock went off. I remained in bed for another twenty minutes - mainly to try to remember as many aspects of the dream as possible.

I am at an indoor stadium very similar to a gym but it is apparently for football. I talk to a friend of mine
from college who is getting ready to play and I am at the game to watch him. He doesn't play football in
waking life. I look for a seat and see an empty section in the middle of the stands. I run into some "friends"
that I don't know and they ask if they can sit with me. I agree and we go up into the empty section and sit
down. The dream continues along some other line but I do not remember.

I am at my college but the campus is not even close to the real one. I am walking around and
eventually find myself at the entrance to a stadium on the edge of campus. I see a person who
tells me that I missed a concert for an ensemble that I am in. I walk around a bit more and find
myself back at the stadium where the person tells me I am missing the university choir concert.
I am unable to get there but a short while later everyone gets back. I see a girl from college who
is in choir walking back and then I see Dr. Boyle ( The choir director ). I expect him to angry but
he doesn't seem to notice me or say anything. I walk around campus a bit more but I can't
remember what I did next.

Good afternoon, everybody. I hope everybody is doing well.

Dream #1

I was laying on a bunch of blankets on the floor in a living room. I was laying on my stomach. There might have been a bunch of people also laying in the living room with me. I could sense a cat walking toward me. The cat lay down near the right side of my head. It began purring. It felt kind of nice to have the cat wanting to sleep near me, although it was a little annoying that the cat wanted to sleep on my head.

Dream #2

I was in some plaza-like area with a woman and her daughter. The mother was youngish, blonde, with pale skin. The girl was maybe 6 years old, blonde, with tannish skin. The mother and daughter sat on some crescent-shaped bench made of concrete.

For some reason I had to go to a museum. The museum was just down the street. I was now in the museum. But all the exhibits were kind of terrible, and there was some kind of pervasive, menacing feel to the place. So, disgusted, I left.

I was now back with the mother and daughter in the plaza. The woman asked me about the museum. I was telling her good things about the museum. She said she might take her daughter there. I figured the woman wanted me to go with her, like it was a date. But I was too shy to say anything.

I sat over on some chair away from the bench. The little girl came and lay across my lap. She lay stomach down and had her shirt pulled up halfway up her back. I massaged the girl's back. I understood from this that the girl wanted me to ask her mom on a date. She wanted me to be part of the family.

I figured I would ask the mom on a date. But now I had to go to some thing like a job interview or a medical examination.

I went to the examination and came back. The mother and daughter were just about ready to leave the plaza for the museum. I figured this would be good for me. I could say that I was just going back to the museum, too, and that we could all go together. That way it would be like a date, but I wouldn't have to ask for a date.

I saw a father, possibly an older, Asian man, with his son, who was a little boy, maybe 5 or 6 years old. The boy was sitting across the man's lap somehow, possibly as the man's legs were fully extended.

Dream #3

There was some kind of snake that had some kind of material in it. When the material was taken out, the snake would become invisible. The material could be put back into the snake, but the snake would not become visible again.

First Post in the dream journal, and newold revelations.

Lately, I've been having very vivid, very realistic non-lucid dreams. And because of spring break, I've been able to focus more on lucid dreaming. I have decided to honor my New Year's resolution and really make more of an effort with lucid dreaming. In the past, I have put forth little but some effort and have gotten a nice response.. So I'm certain if I put forth the effort that I SHOULD toward lucid dreaming, that I could do amazing things. And honestly? It's worth it. It's MORE than worth it. Any little thing I do in my waking life to secure having ample time in my dream world to do the things I can't or only dream of doing is not just worth it.. But it has almost become a necessity. Not only do I NEED this, but I want this more than anything, and I know I can do it. I know I can open my inner eyes to this new world, so it's time to get started.

And the first step? Dream Journaling.

Preparation: Last night, I decided to try a PBild. This really isn't a technique, but a great excuse to eat peanut butter before bed :]. I ate half a sandwich while reading a book, and the other half shortly thereafter before laying down. I also had my nightly Multivitamin + B12 + Fish Oil + Cinnamon.

My Recall: Minimal: Lately I've had incredible recall, anywhere from 1-4 full-blown dreams a night. Last night I must have been too tired, or too something.
I had a false awakening at around 8 am. I could feel myself waking up, and I had thought that I turned to look at my clock to see that it was almost noon. I remember thinking "Crap.. Well, so much for that DEILD, I moved! And bummer, I didn't get to lucid!" Then, I really turned over, and saw that it was only 8.
I was super bummed for about a minute, thinking I had ruined my chances, but I got up to go to the bathroom and thought about performing a WBTB or a mixture. I repeated: "My mind will stay conscious as my body falls to sleep. I will realize when I am dreaming.." And quickly fell to sleep. =/
Dream: It wasn't really much of a dream, and a non-lucid one at that. I'm sure that there was more to it, but the part that I remember was walking in my mom's room and seeing my mom and brother watching TV. I remember bounding in and jumping over my brother to sandwich myself in between the two.. And that's about it. Not much of a night for dreaming. =/
Edit: I also remember my mother telling me not to dump something on the new tile. xD Yep, tres interesting.

There was old military bases and strange llama-ball creature which sold me the Instinct Leash from the Bulletstorm.
Later i used the leash to pull some charging enemies over the edge to their death, little later i was told that they were same type of llama-ball merchants as the one i bought my leash from.

An over zealous mall cop tries to run me in and follows me around my neighborhood at night for being involved with a little girl. The cop was female and rather short.

Side note: I forgot my dreams from yesterday, but remembered this morning going through my routine...

Fragment: We have a top-fill type water filter that also stores the water. My wife had gotten some and left the lever down so water was spilling everywhere. I told her about it and she didn't bother to turn around and flip the switch back up.

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Fragment: I was being held by these people who were going to make me do bad stuff (don't know what. ?) I was pretty upset about it. All of a sudden we were outside. It was a beautiful sunny day, though I didn't see detail.

The lady in charge gave me a thick chicken salad sandwich on toasted wheat bread. I felt love with that sandwich. I told her that I know I still have to do things.

The End

DJ Log: March 12, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am riding around with several friends in a large crew-cab truck with a load of butcher block boards in the bed. As we drive by a theater, one of my friends suggests that we stop and watch an interesting movie that's posted on the board. I recommend that we first stop by the garage and unload before going to the theater. I drive into an alley and back up beside the garage. I get out and start unloading the truck while everyone else just sits there dumbfounded. I stack the first armload of lumber by the garage, then look back at the truck. The front half of the truck is a Volkswagen Beetle and the rear half is a dully with a large stake body flat bed.

I wake up suddenly, perhaps from a combination of the shock from the odd appearance of the truck jolting me into lucidity and it being around my normal wakeup time.

DJ Log: March 12, 2011 – ~4:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am laying naked on my bed, trying to read a book with very small text. I rotate the book in several different directions, but the text is totally impossible to read. Just as I put the book down, a young guy with long blonde hair walks into my room and says, “It's time for your meltdown.” As I am look for my alarm clock which is not there, I reply, “Isn't it a bit early?” He says, “No, certainly not.” After giving me a strange look, he climbs up on the bed and says, “Roll over, then cross your arms under your chest and bring your hands up and out from under your shoulders.” As I do this, he lays down on my back and grabs both of my hands. His hair is hanging down past my face.

He slowly lifts my upper section slightly off the bed by my arms, holds me up for a few seconds, then lowers me slowly back onto the bed. I can feel his body get very warm as his aura combines with mine. He lifts me a second time and I begin to feel a warm and tingling sensation through my back and shoulders as I am being lowered back to the bed. When he lowers me the third time, the sensation becomes stronger and travels all the way down my legs. On the fourth lift, his legs melt down through me and become part of mine. When he lowers me, the rest of his body melts down and becomes part of mine. As we are merging, I can feel my internal organs shifting around to make room for an extra set. This is quite a strange feeling, but it doesn't hurt or anything.

Somehow, I come to my senses and become lucid. I roll off my bed and walk out of my room. As soon as I walk through the doorway, I lose my lucidity and the dream.

One of these fine days I will learn to take a moment and stabilize every time I become lucid. I'm certain that I was starting to aim for lucidity twice in the beginning of this dream; once when I couldn't read the text of the book, and a second time when I couldn't find my alarm clock. This is not the first time I have missed several clearly obvious dream signs, and it certainly won't be the last.

I don't recall waking up directly from this one. There were a couple of dreams after this one, but I don't have much recall of them. This is the one that stood out from the rest in my memory and I think I lost the others while recalling and writing this one.

I was at some hall and I saw my brother and A and I thought that A was beautiful.
Im sitting in our living room and talking with some friends of my brother, and they laugh at my jokes. I have never seen them before.

Original Date: 3/12/2011
Type: Fragment/Non Lucid
Dream:

I walked into a kitchen, the room was dark, it was nighttime. I had just left my boyfriend/husband in the other room. I opened the refrigerator door to put something in/take something out (can't remember), but when I went to close the door, it would not close. I tried again and same thing, it wouldn't close like something was sticking out and blocking it. So I looked closer. The handle was on the right side, so the door opened to the left. I looked at the lower left corner of the fridge and saw this little external/internal "pipe" that was beige colored but was sort of cut in half so that you could place something into it, like a tiny jar. The closer I looked I realized I couldn't close the door because there was a clear little specimen jar in this little pocket (I remember having this dream a long time back and only seeing this jar), so I pulled it out and put it on a shelf in the fridge where I got a better look at it. At first it was very cloudy and hard to see it clearly, like there was movement inside and I couldn't focus in very well. Then when I could see, there were these 3 thick greyish slug/worm creatures floating in the liquid inside. I remember thinking that this was something that my BF put in the fridge to hide from me. I then looked down and realized that the door wouldn't close because there was a smaller jar, about half the size of the other one, that the first one had been placed on top of and that was why it got stuck in the door. I attempted to pull this one out too, but it somehow ended up on the floor just below it. That's when this one actually turned into the shape of the worm encased inside of it, but the worm was still inside of the jar. This slug was striped with teal/aqua and black horizontal stripes and I could see his eyes staring back at me, it had this glow of light just above in between its eyes. I went to pick it up to put it back in the fridge, but it slithered very fast towards the entryway out of the kitchen, and I felt a tad bit of panic as I didn't want it getting loose in the house. Then the next second it was back in front of me, looking at me with it's glowing patch, then tried to slither away again.

Feelings:
Curiosity, wonder, fear, panic

non lucid:
11/3/2011:

In a caravan in wales with some friend and 2 known friends start shagging in front of us all so we all run out into a car park and its sunny outside. we run and get into a car

I was in the living room of my Omi’s old house in Louisiana. Austin was playing old video games. I went into the bathroom to relieve myself. Sometime later, I flushed and realized the toilet was clogged. Not only that, but a massive lump of waste (about the size of my head) had somehow ended up in the bath tub full of water beside me. I fished it out with a plunger, but I kept dropping it back in the water and on the floor of the bathroom. Every time I dropped it, a little chunk fell off. Eventually, it was small enough to fit in the toilet, so I put it in there. I didn’t clean up the mess on the floor. I put the plunger back in the bath tub, and suddenly, I was floating on the surface of the water with a fishing rod. A message appeared at the top of my field of vision, warning me that something was approaching! I tapped a button on a controller several times and pulled a Gyarados out of the water. The traditional Pokemon battle screen appeared. I didn’t have any Pokemon yet, so my health bar appeared. I only had 19 HP. The Gyarados had several hundred. I knew this couldn’t possibly end well, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d saved my game, so I fled. I got away without any problems. As I swam to the edge of the bath tub to get out, I had another random encounter – this time with a Magikarp. It was much weaker, obviously, but it had some abilities other than splashing around like an idiot. I ran from that fight, too, to save time.

I encountered a Rattata on the tiled floor of the bathroom. I decided I was going to catch it. I punched it in the face when it was my turn, and then it bit my arm. This continued for a couple more turns. After that, my health was getting low, so the game asked me if I wanted to use pills to heal. I started popping pills. The rat did the same thing. It wouldn’t give me the choice to stop taking pills every turn… The Rattata and I both restored ourselves to maximum health. Interestingly, I had seven health bars, and the Rattata had nine of them… When I punched it once, eight of them disappeared. I prepared to throw a Pokeball and capture my first Pokemon…