non-lucid

Autosuggestion definitely works! Last night I woke up 20 minutes before the alarm was about to go off (I had set it to go off around 4 hours after I went to sleep), thanks to my autosuggestion before falling asleep! This was the dream I recorded then:

It was some kind of school contest, a race of some sort perhaps. The thing was that you had to sneak around in some area in and surrounding something that seemed like a castle, that is you had to make sure you were not seen by some kind of robots. You had to retrieve some stuff and then get to the end. My school won with the score of 75, against the second school's 74. I remember a part where you had to climb a huge tower with spiral stairs. After we won, our leader, a girl who was a year younger than me, held a speech. We also had some kind of flag that we waved in celebration. Also, we had our own space in the castle that was just for our class, but it was dark so we placed out torches. Stupid Minecraft, it has ruined my mind...

I also remember that at some point we were going to the contests, and this one guy I really hate was talking about some computer game. I just told him that I had played it before, although I had no idea what he talked about.

After the contest, or towards the end of it all, I went away from the place, alone. Some way from the place was a lake with a few mini islands in it. On one of the islands was a small house/shack, but to get to that island you kind of had to jump on some floating... stuff. I have no idea why, but I went and pushed away the floating stuff. Then suddenly there was an angry man on the island I had just isolated. He just jumped into the water and started coming towards me. Apparently it was pretty shallow.

I also, through autosuggestion, woke up again after another dream later, but I forgot it or fell asleep again before I could write it down. Or maybe it was a false awakening. I'm still not sure. Anyway, remembering one dream per night should be good enough if I want to have some lucid dreams.

I've had sooo many wierd dreams lately, I feel like I'm loosing my mind!
But the dream I'm gonna talk about know is the one I had last Thursday.
I dream't that I was in my room and sitting on my bed, when I feel shards of something in my mouth. I reach in and my teeth toward the back came out! They were huge, like... like dianosaur teeth and brown! About 2 or 3 teeth came out like that and I was so scared and in my dream I remember thinking , " Atleast it's happening now, so I won't dream about it... Then I woke up." Wat the heck?! Is their a meaning?

8th of March 2011, non-lucid, lucid, extra comment

1. I was in Hollywood and was either going in for a casting call or had otherwise already received the role, which was to play Whoopi Goldberg's son in her next film. (Which is very strange as there is no way in hell I could pass for her son) In this film Whoopi is leading a bit of an unstable and stressful life, but things change when she runs into her son, whom she had given up for adoption long ago. Couldn't remember any more than that.

2. Found myself IN the actual DreamViews formums, as I remember no screen or anything else save for a DV Forum, which was way darker the Template I'm looking at as I type this. I had stumbled across a profile page that had a profile picture that looked a lot like one of my neighbours, although the picture was too blurry for me to be absolutely certain. According to her profile she was from the same town, increasing the likelyhood of her actually being my neighbour. I started reading a large (By which I mean absolutely gigantic) blogpost/DJ on her profile. I was awakened by my brother before I could finish reading...

Woop

This dream revolves around a young teenager who through the first part I believe to be my child. It is very ambiguous whether this child is a girl or boy and I'm also awaire that there he/she may have a mental or physical disability. He/She is at the end of a long terrace house, but the whole side has bars. I introduce him/her to my mother and sister and consider to tell my mother that she's at last a grandmother and to my sister that she's an aunty. I am awaire that there are people who want to kill him/her, but by the end though I can't remember what I try to do to prevent this, I do know that he/she is not my child. I go back to where he/she was but the place is now empty.

This dream comes in two parts:

I'm in a courtyard area with some else and we're both sweeping up the courtyard and putting rubbish into bin bags, there is a long building on the edge of the courtyard there's a building with several doors, rather like a long stone stable, we're putting the bags into the nearest stable. I'm awaire that one of my bags has split and there's a computer monitor poking out ready to drop.
Next thing I'm awaire of, I'm now the other person, but his younger self as a child. He/I see myself approaching. My other self says something to the lad who then becomes very excited and runs off.

1. Someone had left some mayonnaise out in the sun, which resulted in someone else getting food poisoning.

2. A girl I went to high school with was on the cover of a magazine.

3. Someone is following me. I hide in a bathroom but they know where I am. I try to lock the door but it doesn't work. I have to hold the door shut while they try to open it. I start to panic.

I was a priest in a medieval town. I explained a game the townspeople liked to play to Nicole. One person would hide behind a wall and chuck explosives into the crowd. Meanwhile, a turtle shell was thrown back and forth between the bomber and representatives of the populace. I went over to an area divided into cubes of space with open ceilings. There were supposed to be portals to other worlds here, but I disabled them. Once I was behind the wall, I made a screeching sound recognized as the start of the bomber game. I lobbed a bomb into an unsuspecting group of people on the other side. The turtle shell came flying over the wall, and I sent it back with a mighty punch. I’m glad my knuckles didn’t break. Every now and then as the shell bounced between both sides, one of us slipped – usually me. The score was 5-2 before long. I knew I had to catch up. I used bombs to propel the turtle shell further and further away from the wall, theoretically decreasing the likelihood that it would land near someone who was paying attention. It always managed to come back. Once, the explosion itself seemed to fling the shell at my face… I wasn’t sure how that made any physical sense. The score was 6-2… One more point to the enemy would mean their victory.

I hovered in the air, flinging the shell with ease back at the public representatives. I started floating higher and couldn’t get myself to go back down. Eventually, I couldn’t reach the shell to prevent it from dropping into my small room. As it fell behind the wall, an announcer said that the gateways to the other worlds had been reopened. Her voice was somewhat robotic, but very different from Symphony’s. Glowing, purple pits appeared on the floor of the cube rooms below me. I descended to the ground near an apple tree and started walking around. Someone thought I was really a priest and tried to give me their confession.

“I’m just roleplaying,” I explained. He left me alone. Steve (from my second semester of physics) showed me this disgusting candy that was apparently too dangerous to keep in your mouth for more than ten minutes. It came as half of a sucker with the inside hollowed out. A toxic, pink dye coated the inside. Within seconds, it turned your entire mouth pink with the toxin. I refused to try it.

It was early summer, and a bunch of obnoxious, red bugs had flown north from Mexico to reproduce in our humid climate. Everywhere I looked, I saw them… They crawled on my skin – especially the arms – and my laptop screen. I killed them, of course, but there were always more waiting to occupy the surface of my body. Sometimes they bit me, too. I was really starting to lose my peace of mind with all these buzzing bugs around me. I read through comments on my dream journal. I noticed that most of new ones were from the same person… His avatar was one of those red bugs! I sighed when I realized all but one of his comments were obviously spam. I erased those. His semi-legitimate comment consisted of a series of images and an accompanying narration. He posted this on my “Your Dreams” page. The comment described dreams of American ships churning out swastika-branded cheese wheels. They created these on top of some kind of tower in the middle of the ship. A rotating blade cut the swastika shape out of the bottom of the cheese as it rested atop the tower. I watched this happen as though I was flying over one of the ships. I was confused when I noticed the blade was tearing up the enormous cheese wheel… The cheese became stuck to the blade and eventually clogged up the whole system.

The comment continued with a description of WakingNomad sleeping on the floor of a wooden shack. I saw myself on the floor, too, but I wasn’t covered by a blanket. Nomad burst aside, jumped to his feet (at this point, I realized he was naked, but he didn’t seem to care), and started shouting about the wonders of life. I slowly sat up. As my vision left the image, I saw this was the end of the comment. I decided I wouldn’t trash it. Unfortunately, as I scrolled down, I saw an advertisement for microwaves that I hadn’t put on the page… I realized he must have put something in the comment to cause this to appear. I temporarily marked it as spam while I scanned the comment text and removed the advertisement. Once this was taken care of, I restored the comment and replied, briefly explaining what I had taken out.

The dream jumped. My parents and I drove around a shopping center. It looked like the one on the way to Nicole’s school. Whenever we came to a store we considered stupid or poorly managed, we pushed a button on a remote control to change it to another store. We only left two stores in the whole shopping center unchanged. The first was a huge laundromat run by Janet Jackson. Even though my mom does all of her laundry at home, she seemed to like this place… We changed it a few times to see what would happen, but she eventually asked me to change it back, so I did. The second was a clothing store run by someone named Hyu Chan. I got the impression that he was meant to be the Hyu from Dreamviews. A sign posted on the door warned us that only Hyu Chan was permitted to drop the “Chan” from his name – so if I called him Hyu, he would be furious. The man had buck teeth and bug-eyed nerd glasses. My dad walked over to the suits and criticized them, instigating Hyu Chan’s rage. He asked my dad to leave. I picked up a brochure on Hyu and found his website (www.hyu.co.eu or something like that). It was essentially a fan site for the company he worked for. As Hyu Chan admitted in his self-published brochure, it was a bit strange for him to create his own version of the company website, but that was how he chose to express his pride in his work.

I was walking in the P-field with D and P, and we saw some guy drinking beer and we recognised him as one of N's friends, but I still hadnt met that guy ever.

I took 800 mg of valerian before bed last night. As often happens after taking valerian, I had some very unsettling dreams. Perhaps not so much what others would call nightmares, but so vivid as to be hard to go through.

Nursing Home

I go to a nursing home to visit my great aunt. She is supposedly suffering from Alzheimer's, but seems to be bright and talkative. In fact, she is almost a little overbearing. She keeps talking real loud, laughing, and telling stories. I wonder if she really has Alzheimer's, or is somehow cured.

Death of my Father

My father goes to a doctor's appointment. On the way, he calls me, and tells me that he is dying. There is nothing I can do to save him, as he is having a heart attack right on the spot.

For a while after this, the dream is spent in tears. This dream really felt like RL, due in part to the valerian supplement. I go home, and my mother informs me that they found my father's body. I say that I know. We cry together. After a time, I think that perhaps I should try to go on with life as usual.

I look up. My father is sitting on the couch. "Enough of this crying," he says. "What are we going to do tonight?" We look at him, and my mother says something about how loved ones will appear after their death when you are in mourning. He disappears, and I go back to crying. He shows up again once or twice, and appears to act like nothing is unusual. I know it is not real, though.

A little later in the dream I am talking with someone. We are discussing grief, and how I shouldn't cry too much. I bring up a part I read in CS Lewis' "A Grief Observed" where he talks about giving in to tears as almost a self-indulgant pleasure. I say that an honorable person should not do that.

Baseball

I am at a basebell game, watching the Cleveland Indians win some kind of championship game. They hit the winning home run, and it comes my direction. I am unable to catch it, and it goes out of the stadium. I get really excited about the Indians winning.

Still happy and excited, I walk down the street, leaving the stadium. I look at the yard of a house on my right, which is just behind the stadium. I see a baseball sitting in the yard, and can see a path in the snow running from the direction of the ballpark, as though it had landed and then slid across the ground before coming to a stop. I know that this is the home run winning baseball. I pull it over to me with my foot since there is a wooden fence around the yard and I don't want to trespass. I am about to pick up the ball when I realize that perhaps if it is in their yard it rightfully belongs to them. I debate about this, knowing that the winning ball will be worth something. I think that the honest thing to do is to bury the ball under snow, and send a letter to the owner of the house telling them that the ball is in their yard.

I am sitting in my college's band/choir/orchestra room and I am with a bunch of people
from my high school. We are singing some song and we are not singing badly but we are
not singing well either. I remember everything my choir director has taught us and instantly
fix my singing. I feel good about it and the dream ends.

I am at some sort of public pool. The ground around is is golden brick and there are places where
it goes back into an alley and the ground is grass instead of brick. My brother is there as well as a
few people I don't know but are my "friends". I walk around for a while and do a few things I don't
remember but then I go to the far alley where the ground is full of lush green grass. At the end of
this alley, there is a pine tree. I look at the tree and try to figure out what I'm supposed to do with
it. I try a few things but then go back to the pool. I go to the edge of the pool closest to the entrance
and look through a pile of clothes for a swim-suit. I find a grey one but then walk back over to the
alleyway. My brother goes over with me this time and we're both trying to figure it out. Suddenly, he
pulls out a chainsaw and starts attacking me with it like Doom. It is almost like in a game. My vision
flashes red and a jump up to a high alcove on the wall. He then forgets about it and so do I. I jump
back down, go over to the tree and take out a flamethrower. My brother says burning it won't work but
I use the flamethrower on the tree anyway. I literally get this menu that says "Use flamethrower on tree".
I selected that option and burn the tree. Suddenly, I see an overview game. The floor texture is a
salmon brick pattern and the walls are black. The character likes something like the avatar of the
pokemon games. I guide the character down and find the game in a darker room. The brick pattern
has changed to dark blue/purple. The walls are still black. There are enemies now and I go to fight them.
I kill one with some sort of red shot. Then one of the enemies hits me and I find I can't shoot anymore.
I then notice that the character has turned into some sort of animal. Every time I get hit, the character
turns into a more primitive animal and after a period of time the character progressively returns to
normal. I manage to avoid the enemies enough to return to normal. I kill one and get hit by another. I
run away going down into the next room and I start fighting the next enemies. I am doing better. I kill
many enemies and they progressively get bigger and bigger. The game gradually transitions to a
side-scrolling platformer similar to castlevania. I run along the floor. I see a massive white and blue
dragon-like monster and hit it with a sword. It dies. I go further and jump up on a few platforms killing
similar beasts as I go. Not much later, the dream ends.

I am in some high-contrast green field, fighting a very Kingdom-Hearts-like suit
of armor. I win but just barely. I man shows up and gives me a catalog of power-ups
and techniques. I look through and there are many dealing with that suit of armor.
One in particular had something to do with making them disappear in a bunch of
yellow stars and getting points or something. I think, "What a useless power-up",
then wake up.

I am driving down a highway road very fast with my Mom in the passenger seat. The turn comes
up and I put the brakes on full but the car keeps going. After the turn, there are pieces of concrete
in the road and it eventually dead ends. The car crashes into the barrier at the end of the road but
receives no damage. I start to back up and the dream snaps to a different road. I drive down this
road entirely too fast as well. I take a right and find myself on the same road as the front-flash. This
time, my Mom yells at me to slow down. I step on the brakes, and again, the car does not stop in
time and we crash into the barrier. I back up and turn around, the other drivers are looking at me.
I drive up and turn onto the off-ramp. The road circles around to the left and suddenly, I find myself
on that road but not in a car. My mom is standing next to me and there is no traffic. I somehow have
a box of cornflakes and I pour some in my empty coffee mug. I then pour some steaming milk into
the cereal. I forget about the box and the milk and, as this is a dream, they disappear. I have the
feeling my Mom and I are going to my high school. I can see the back of the stadium as if we are on
rt 100 but the road does not match. We start walking down the road to get there and the dream ends.

Originally Posted by OLD - 05 | NONLUCID

I am being chased by futurist cops for some reason and I have some sort of chip in
the back of my head that they are using to track me and they are trying to somehow
get information records from the chip which somehow takes video footage from my
vision. I go down a staircase on the edge of a dark town. I go through a broken down
looking wooden doorway across a board to a very run-down wooden building. I am in
a dark room and there is furniture everywhere. Bed sheets are hanging from bedposts
and the ceiling and I start crawling under all the furniture so as not to be seen. I am
going somewhere but I'm not sure. I know that this is the "head quarters" for the cops.
They are police but they also seem very much like a mafia group. I sneak out of the
building again and go back out the rickety wooden boards and up the stairs. I talk to
the head cop but he can't arrest me or anything and he shows me surveillance of me
talking to some guy in a trench-coat outside of what appears to be a grocery store. I
then go back to the hq building. I sneak through again but I am caught and have to
fight the mafia cops. I fight them off and run into a room that is let up blue by very
advanced looking computer equipment. I rip the chip out of the back of my head and
download the information to the computer. I see a progress bar on the screen. "come
on, come on... " I am very anxious. Finally the download finishes. I remove the chip and
destroy it. I then load the information onto a flash drive and take it. I win. The dream ends.

A recurrence of this dream only instead of succeeding and removing the chip,
The mafia cops had managed to download the information remotely first so I
got in a huge fight with them and won.