non-lucid

My mom and I were out driving. She said that this was our last lesson. So she told me to pull around the corner and go in between the parking places or something weird.

I was abducted by aliens.

I was in a horror game. I was in a dark room with only the light of my flashlight. There was a vent above me. I pulled it open. "I don't like this! I don't like this!" I was now in another room. Something was shaking in the fridge. I opened it. A tower of soda cans fell out. The fridge fell down. It continued shaking.

Sadly only the last fragment was recalled despite the same efforts as the night before...

I saw a blond sitting on a gray shag carpet in front of a fireplace. She was wearing a bright red shirt and her legs were tan and beautiful. Out of the fireplace was pouring thick dark smoke that was moving straight up in a column. No fire was visible. She was posed elegantly and I had the impression this was a photo shoot.

I'm in an unusual garden with some of my school mates. We are all sitting on a park bench (I may have been lying on the grass) The garden is unusual, there are vines and flowers growing along trellises about 10cm wide. It could have been a maze of some sort. It seemed to be indoors, as there was no sky or sun. As we sat/laid we said the word 'shag' (WTH???) a lot of times. And then started throwing parentheses around??

Thats all I remember

So, the most I can remember of this dream is me doing challenges sent to me by an unknown user in MSN. I only remember the computer, though, not much of the challenges. Though, I remember a flash of the freezer room from 9 Hours, 9 Persons, 9 Doors, and grass. In the end of the dream, I was in another room with my grandmother. In the computer was a popsicle dancing in an ice skating rink. That's all.

1. I'm stuck in some sort of prison camp. The guards are making us take Prozac and there is a big cut on my arm. Strangely enough, the other prisoners seem happy to be there. Suddenly these large robots come in and start breaking down all the doors.

2. I'm taking a bus somewhere, but I'm not sure where I am going. I get off and go into a big house. There are lots of people inside who seem quite busy with something. A man passes me on the staircase and I ask "Hey, do you know where the hell we are?". He doesn't seem to know either. I'm holding in my hand a book of french lessons. Suddenly I notice that the book is hollow and full of illicit substances. I walk out into the front yard and suddenly it's sunny out (it was dark when I arrived at the house). I walk out into the driveway and see people that I think I might know all cramming into a car. I walk over to them and try to give them my book. They won't take it and someone scolds me. Someone reaches into my bag and grabs a sandwich that I had packed. I hear the song "Lost Highway" by Hank Williams on the car radio. I pick up a rotting tomato slice on the pavement and take it over to what seems to be a compost bin. I open it up and toss it in, but while I have the lid open, dozens of bees start swarming out and I run away.

3. I feel my rib cage and I am horrified to find that I have lost a very unhealthy amount of weight. All of my ribs are sticking out way further than they should be. Suddenly I can see myself as if I am outside my body. I see my stomach swell out as if I am pregnant, but the rest of me stays frail and skeletal.

4. I'm trying to make burritos, but I keep screwing up the tortillas. They are ripping and unraveling all over the place, and the burrito filling is getting everywhere.

5. I'm in a house that I do not recognize. There is some sort of gathering there. For some reason, Tony Soprano is there. Maybe because I fell asleep watching the Sopranos. I run into him in a room in the house where we are alone, but suddenly the scene melts away and I find myself laying on a staircase. I get up and walk around. I think that I am supposed to meet my mom somewhere. I go outside and look down the hill that the house is on. I see a crowd of people wearing academic robes. I can pick my mom out of the crowd, because her robe is bright green and the rest of the crowd wears black. My cell phone rings and it's my mom calling to tell me that the ceremony is taking a long time.

6. I'm sliding down a road on my stomach, as if I were on a luge headfirst. I am going faster than any car could go. It's kind of like half sliding, half flying. It's night time and I can see the lights of a city in the distance.

*I am in the field in front of Kouril’s house. I think I am going somewhere soon. There are some other people with me and we check the bus timetable at the old metal bus stop. It is summer time and it feels like late afternoon, maybe 6pm. I think there is a black person there too. I go back to my house and pas by a group of people walking towards me. One member of the group is a punk or Asian or so. Then the black person starts shouting something at the punk guy. He wears green “bomber” jacket. He turns around and walks towards the black guy. They start arguing and soon fighting. Then other people get involved in the fight. Suddenly someone comes to me and we get in a fight too. I use different fighting methods, elbows and such. The fight talks long and many people is involved. I feel like it’s a good way to practice.

Ugh, I had a nightmare again =( I was with some friends at a giant green pool. The water was green and muddy (green mud). At the bottom of the water I could see a few green monster fishes. If I fell into the water the fishes would kill and eat me. I was very afraid to slip the whole dream. Me and my friends were playing(?), hanging in ropes above the water. In the end, I failed holding myself up, so I fell into the water and swam for my life so the monster fishes wouldn't take me. I escaped, but the boss of the place, some person, tied my up and tried to stuff me into a shredder. My friends just stood there watching. I kicked the shredder away from myself.. and woke up.

I briefly see myself walking in a grocery store when suddenly an evil presence quickly takes over the dreamworld. I think of Freddy Krueger and realize this is why I felt that evil aura, OH LORD HE MUST BE NEAR.

Then I think, wait I never really found his movies scary to begin with... YO IM DREAMIN. LOLYAY.

A small burst of vividness takes over my field of vision and I speed to the front of the store to take flight outside. I thank Freddy whilst I run, even though I never saw him, for helping me become lucid as I arrive the automatic opening doors. But luckily I stop and remember to stabilize right before take off. I look at the ground and focus on the small details and little spots on the glossy tile of the grocery store floor, I step outside and feel the cool breeze of the night on my skin, I tried to listen to sounds that might enhance lucidity but nothing noticeable except small street noises are heard.

I decide that's enough for now and was really excited to fly when I remembered to do at least one of the two tasks of the month. I couldn't at the moment fathom doing the advanced one but I figured I could go ahead and get a kiss from a DC, so I look for the nearest victim. I see two shadowy characters walking a few feet from me so I rush over to see who my subconscious wanted to set me up with. Surprise! Oh god I hate that guy. I remember cursing my subconscious and then laughing as if I knew it was playing a joke on me. So I use my will to transform the DC into someone moderately more attractive and well, I was pretty satisfied to say the least.

I kiss him for a moment and realize in other LD's I usually skip this part and cut to the chase, but this was oddly more pleasurable. I stopped and gently pushed him away, and said OKAY THANKS BRO LOLOL, because I really couldn't wait to fly again so I jetted off and saw him shrug and go back to his friend that was waiting for him.


I remember feeling huge bursts of speed in the sky and the chilly air on my skin. I remember at parts flying became a bit difficult and I would flap my arms and laugh at myself for how terrible I was at flying.

I googled flying at night and this showed up, so I'm now a bird.

I knew the dream was already losing stabilization but I couldn't be arsed to go back to the ground, I was enjoying just being there in that moment way too much. I slowly drifted down and remember hovering over the ground upside down and even feeling blood rush to my head, it was startlingly realistic, though I knew it couldn't have been because I was floating upside down. After a few more minutes I decided to just calmly close my eyes and meditate and as I did the dream began to fade. I knew I was in a good spot to start up a new dream if I focused enough on relaxing, but I figured that was enough for one day and wanted to write in my DJ.

Finally, an end to a very long dryspell. Thanks Freddy.

Dream - Lucid - AP

Tried to MILD last night and failed . I think I'm just having a very stressful week as far as school goes. Too many tests! Anyways, onto my dreams.

I was at a girl I knew in high school, Kayla's, sleepover birthday party. I want to say it was in the music building of my college. I had a blow up matress, but it was very thin and seemed to have a leak in it. It looked like it was half-assed blown up. I rolled it up and did something with it.

~

I was at the mall with Ryan, and we were looking at this videogame shop, when I realized that the shelf they were displaying things on was one that I had left there; it was my shelf. The shelf was black and about chin-height to me. I also realized that I had left quite a few other things there, like my box with my N64 in it, and some Wii games. I told the person displaying the things on the shelf that that was my shelf and my stuff in the tub behind it, and she said "Oh, alright, I thought so", or something to that effect. She started taking the displays down.

I asked Ryan to help me carry the stuff out to the car, mostly it was just the games and my N64. He tried to carry it all at once, balancing everything in his arms. We left the shelf there, however, and many of the games. I also remember my car being in the middle of the mall.

Then, I was waking up in my bed at home, and I was thinking about the dream I had, and decided that it wasn't a dream and that I really did leave that stuff at the mall; I realized that the shelf and many of my games were still there. I asked my mom to help me bring them home. I was very anxious and frantic about getting them back. My mom gave me half of a pill, I want to say it was a Valium. It was clear, almost like a gel capsule, but it was solid. I was having a lot of trouble swallowing the pill; it kept getting stuck in the back of my throat. At one point, I dropped it on the seat of my car, and had to find it again.

~

I was dating my middle school boyfiend, Leslee, again. My dad gave me a gift, which was supposed to be an engagement ring for Leslee and I to use. The ring looked like a tiny, bright red whistle with a tiny diamond on the top. When I took it out of the box to show Leslee, everything in and around the box was charred and burned to ashes, except for the whistle ring. But it was no longer a ring; there was no band on it. Instead, there was a cord inside to make it a necklace. I told Leslee my dad told us we could use it as an engagement ring. I gave it to him, but then I thought to myself that we'd probably break up and he'd end up selling it or something. I then thought about changing my Facebook status to "Engaged", but decided not to. For some reason, I didn't think Leslee had a Facebook. Later in the dream, I discovered that he did.

EDIT: Saw Kayla today for the first time in months walking on campus. I think it's so cool how these things line up sometimes.

Im with J at Tampere. We start to walk towards the centre of city. We are talking about the same place, but saying it by other words. We then meet some girls from our school. We meet R and we are asking for the next train/metro to go to the centre, because we are lazy and dont want to walk. So we are at some underground station which is like 1920-style. There are some teachers walking around the place and we meet T, he says he can drive us to the centre.

Now Im at T's house. I see a door which is half open, I look in to the room and see his wife sleeping there. He then asks me did I leave a teddy bear there last time. I ask what does it look like, and he shows me the teddy and I say "yeah thats mine".

I have left the house and I am on my way to home. I only have my old beanie and black hoodie on also some trousers. We are in the middle of a really narrow road with A. We are moving with bikes. There are coming some cars towards us, and we dodge the first car and it goes by easily. The next car is having trouble going pass us, and we notice that theres a woman behind the steerin wheel and we are like "Oh yeah should have known, a woman driver." Then I see F and M in some houses yard. They are grabbing apples from the tree and they are wearing some red/orange/yellow skirts. The roads have stone fences next to them.

Im at school and T asks me did I have a dream about him. N is about to answer but doesnt. Im also explaining somehting that I saw a dream about my cousin who is also named T.

The old 9th graders are visiting our school. They are in front of the main entrances. At first Im confused and start to be doubtful about the whole thing. Then I notice that S is with E and they are kissing in middle of other guys who are the current 9th graders but playing that they are 7th graders. Im also playing that Im a 7th grader.

another weed dream i was with my friend and we were smokinga bong nd my dad was their nd he told me only to take a few hits and not to many. next thing im no im riding on top of a rhino running around in a deep valley with my friends who are on their rhinos. haha wtf

The Glowing Forest and a Coaster Ride



I am in a really junky part of Maine, although like always, it’s beautiful. This time its exceptionally pretty: the car I’m in is traveling through a dark forested area on an old road. The moss on the great redwood trees illuminates our way enough so we don’t have to use our lights. Little glowing worms and luminescent animals scurry around. I see a moose with glowing green antlers in between the giant trees. In the car, my mom and I are discussing how much money the houses here cost.

“About the same price as living in the library,” my mom says. I nod as if this makes sense. It does in dream world I suppose.
Our friend Alice Louise is taking us to appraise a house for a guy and his daughter. Along the way she points out some noticeably pretty houses. Most of them have been built into the surrounding landscape; some are carved into trees, some are half sunken into muddy swamplands. One that she points out she’d like to live in seems too small, perhaps the size of a fairy house but a fairy mansion.

We turn into the driveway of a pretty normal trailer; one of the only normal houses in the area. It’s unfortunate that this is what we came to see, not one of the prettier houses. We meet the father and the daughter. The daughter is Abby (an acquaintance in waking life). All of us step into the sunroom which is attached to the side of the trailer. Suddenly it moves, detaching itself from the trailer, and rotates all around it to the other side. This was the “appraisal” that we came here for with Alice Louise. We’re ready to go.

Strangely, when we leave, it’s just Alice and I. She’s driving and I’m in the passenger seat. We’re in the country now, surrounded by low green fields and a big blue sky. The occasional farm passes by my window and there are silos on the horizon. In front of us there’s a guy running manically. He has long scraggly black hair and barely anything on except skin tight white running shorts. If he had a shirt on, I don’t remember. He seems to be running for fitness comically. We kind of catch up to him and slow down for some reason. He comes to the window.

“This is still Washington even though it’s not snowing,” he says, leaning into the window on Alice Louise’s side. She nods and they keep talking about how we are in the very middle of Washington where there is never snow or rain. He gets a little aggressive when he speaks, as if we aren’t particularly welcome right now. We drive off and he begins to run again.
Now the country road we were on has a four lane high-way coming the other way.

“See, we’re not even in the country anymore. We’ll be home soon,” Alice says.

The scraggly-haired man is ahead of us again. We see that he’s throwing sandbags on the road! That will definitely stop the Jeep we’re in. We dodge one but the next is in the center of the road and our front right wheel hits it dead on and we come to a stop. Now the only way home is to use…the roller coaster that is running along the road on the shoulder.

We each get into one of our own coaster cars on the ride. They are cartoon dinosaur heads; you step into its mouth, with the eyes and the nose above you as a roof. Mine’s blue, Alice’s is red. They not only run forward on the roller coaster track, but turn 360 degrees with inertia. I don’t like this. There’s a big hill that we are going up. In front of me, I see other coaster cars. They are jumping from track to track; we are on a similar four lane high-way but this side of the road is a roller coaster. I want to jump tracks like those cars, so I do. It’s easy with intent. When I jump, the coaster car does a flip mid-air and lands on the next track. Sometimes, the cars jump over other cars. It’s kind of a nice sight.

I realize we are going uphill faster than I expected and I don’t want to feel the fall. Although I like roller coasters, this hill is steep: twice Superman, if you will. I close my eyes and forget the dream. I become aware of my sleeping body. Yes, still asleep, not on a roller coaster, not about to fall…

I become aware of my dream body again once I am at the bottom. Alice Louise is gone from my dream. I am now in a gift store: the final destination of the coaster cars. There are a few wooden racks of hand-knitted things. I look at a pair of mukluks that my brother Holden had (dream memory, not in waking life) and remind myself to ask him to buy them for me. A girl comes over and looks at a rack of facial creams. They all have a certain element to them, but I forgot what it was specifically. She debates if one of the creams has that common element with the store clerk.

Kayla (a girl I know in waking life) is buying a pretty unique pair of gloves. They have the fingers cut off hobo-style and are black with Nightmare Before Christmas things sewn onto each finger. The back of the hand part of the gloves have a big skull sewn onto them. She is dressed all gothic-esque and has an air of “I don’t give a shit if I’m retreating back into this style.” (She dressed the same way years and years ago). I lose the dream.



Lucid Beach

I am on a beach with Heather. There’s a ton of people all taking up the shore space, but we find a little sand-muddy area. It’s not particularly nice, but it is the beach (and its winter in Maine, so its pleasant to dream of). Heather starts having an anxiety attack because of the people so we go to the “next” beach, a few feet from this one. They are distinctly not the same beach, but are very close. On this one, there are no people. We have sex, but it doesn’t really work out and we end up laughing and leaving.
There’s a sign on the beach that says there’s a sale going on at “B♠N”. What a weird name for a store I say to myself! We look up and B♠N is right in front of us. In the parking lot area of the store, which is all sandy and car-less because of how close it is to the beach, my mom’s kind of disembodied voice begins to talk about Zelda. Heather responds by saying she’s played all of them, which she has (in dream life, not waking life). I feel weird because I introduced her to the series and still haven’t played all of them (I have in waking life). I become lucid thinking of the name of the store. Jack and someone else are with Heather and I now and we all go into the store. I retain my lucidity but simply watch the events and notice the surroundings. In the store Heather says something about dreaming.

“This IS a dream actually!” I try to convince her and she laughs and kind of “knows” that it is, and I keep pestering her about it. I touch her and really feel her skin.

“It’s weird how I can actually feel your skin,” I say. I’m not amazed about the act of feeling it, but at this point I’m thinking of how my mind is either creating the feeling of her skin, which is an exact representation of the feeling in waking life, or I really am feeling it…on the dream plane. My cat jumps onto my sleeping body and I wake up.


An Anonymous Gift

I’m in my high school. For some reason I take my pants off and put them on the janitor’s cart. I have my white long johns under them though, so I don’t look too strange. I begin walking to my class. Someone in the rotunda says my mom is embarrassed in her classroom (she doesn’t work here in waking life) so I go see her first. Her room is where my 11th grade English class was. It’s set up the same way. She tells me I have a package in the office and I should get it soon. I don’t remember to ask why she was so embarrassed.

I go into the bathroom. Heather is here. Somehow, she ends up out the window, trying to crawl back inside from two stories below on one of those fair game ladders that twist and turn as you climb them (usually horizontally). She’s crying manically and saying the ladder is slippery and she’s going to fall. I somehow manage to take all her limbs and with the help of the janitor who comes in to clean, we get her inside. She’s really distraught.

I leave the bathroom and Heather is now Autumn. We go into our classroom. My 5th grade teacher is our teacher now. Lynn, a friend of ours, laughs when we enter the class an hour late. The teacher is really upset with me in particular and tells me to go get a late pass if I have a good excuse for my tardiness. I leave but have no excuse; I just want to be gone from the room.
I walk downstairs and take a drink at the fountain. My teacher had been following me to see if I was going to the office to get a late pass or not. I casually stroll into the office. I don’t like being in trouble, so I intend it to be the end of the day so I can get off the hook. The bell rings and all the kids scurry out of their classrooms. I sneak into the back area of the office and call UPS from the office phone and tell them not to deliver my package if it’s going to be late. I don’t know why I do this, since my package is already here. It’s nicely wrapped and has a stamp with my name on it.

I bring it upstairs to the benches and open it. It’s a pair of goggles, like steampunk-esque but modernized. They’re red with orange accents. I close the box and leave the school.

My mom picks me up and we begin to drive on back country roads. It’s raining pretty hard, but I’m having a nice conversation with my mom and we don’t mind it. I show her my goggles and she likes them. Neither of us know who got them for me or where they came from. We arrive at this old trailer that I used to know in waking life. In my dream, it’s where Heather lives. Without getting out of the car, my mom somehow knocks but no one comes to the door. I know Heather is home. We just leave.

I was probably up too late last night. My dream recall is bad, and the one lucid I remember was very short. I seem to remember being lucid a secondd time during the night, but I remember nothing else.

Not Fooled by a FA

I wake up, and leave my bedroom. At the top of the stairs, I remember to do a reality check. I realize that I am dreaming. As soon as I realize this, the dream fades to blackness, so quickly that I don't have time to do anything about it. Now in the Void, I decide to hang on until the dream starts again. Then I think perhaps I may be awake. I'm not sure which it is, but I decide if I'm awake to try to WILD or do a DEILD. However, while attempting this I lose lucidity.

I'm now dreaming that I am attempting to WILD. I remember something about "vibrations" occuring while doing this, and I think that I am supposed to shake around a lot. I am sitting in the basement now, trying this. Some other people are there coaching me...

... The fake WILD must be successful, as I find myself in a dream about war. We are fighting a battle on a snow bank. I am cracking jokes with my superior officers. There is more to it than this, but I'm having a hard time remembering. A girl is there, and we are fighting over her (?)...

Shopping for Camping Equipment

I am in the local outdoor sports store with my family. They have added two staircases that go up to a new floor. There is one in the clothing wing to the right, and another in the camping and fishing wing to my left. My father has bought a giant tent (in real life he just bought a fancy new boat) and I am going to check out camping supplies to go with it. Upon entering the camping section, I see that things have been moved around. I then see that things have been moved to make room for the new stairs. I decide to explore, and climb the stairs.

The staircase is really narrow, and people are bumping into each other. Towards the top, it is so small you have to turn sideways to get up. Another guy is on the stairs, and we remark about the narrowness of the steps to each other. I say something like "I hope no fat person tries to get up here". At the top is another part of the store, with more outdoor supplies.

Don't remember well today, was woken up harshly.

I played this videogame, it was like a combination of Mario 64 and Zelda OoT. My hero runs up a stairway in a tower, at the end he faces a very big room filled with lava, he is at the top of it. He jumps down, landing on a piece of wood. Then he jumps on another swimming platform, fighting a being made of jelly. While fighting, my hero was also jelly, and did a move where he jumps up and floats rotating to the enemy, repelling it. A flying, rotating ball of jelly. Yeah.

Then there was something about duel monster, a friend of mine complained that his deck was not well-built.

In the last dream, I was on my way to my school, with my family. But I was holding a bunch of chestnuts in my arms, They almost fell down. My brother was annoying me, he threw a chestnut ino my left eye. I had it closed, it didn't hurt, but I got mad at him and tried to throw him down, still with the chestnuts in my arms. After a few attempts the chestnuts fell down, at this point I also realized that my father was yelling at me. I yelled back at him, even had a justified explanation, but can't remember it anymore.
This dream reminds me of "Why can't I hold all these limes?".

More Dresden premise. I seem to be Harry Dresden. (Molly is his apprentice.) I'm teaching Molly and two young men in an elongated version of my real bathroom. I remember remembering more of the dream before now. Although I'm a wizard, I don't do any magic in the dream. At some point I say to Molly, "Don't worry, Actresses are safe when their masters are dead." No idea why I call her an actress. Maybe because she is acting in my dreamland. I think I am about to do something dangerous. Molly is not amused. I wake up just before my alarm.