non-lucid

10.12.2010

rip J. Electric car. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- I am with J. and G. (i don't recall if we were together at that place or we met by chance, but i guess the last one) at a summer bar. They are working there. G. is bringing some beers, while J. is drinking a cocktail...

- I sign in to msn and see many pms "RIP J.", "We will never forget you" and stuff like this... :s I thought that they may write it because he joined the army recently. I asked someone in msn about what happened, but i don't recall the aswer.

- I am with my school friends again. We go towards our cars. I have an electric car i saw on the tv a couple of days ago. I think M. is aslo with me...

I dont remember how this dream started but I remember the cake for sure. The dream took place in a non descript suburb.

The only catch was that ever yard in the suburb was made of cake, it was white cake with white frosting and rainbow sprinkles.

I remember flying around the neighborhood, more specifically doing flying cartwheels between each yard, and everytime I would come close to the ground I would take a bite of the cake. It was soooo good, tasted just how I thought it would. I remember later flying up to the top of a church and looking down on the city, it was like the whole town was covered in snow but really it was frosting. I dove off the top of the building into the frosting and just like fluffed into it. I was 'underwater' in this frosting and had to eat my way out. Suddenly the dream switched to more aggressive, the cake was still there but i was being chased by men with guns. I remember I was hiding in the frosting and then came out and killed one. Then I woke up.

09.12.2010

Clockwork Souvlaki (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- A lot of short dreams, which were actually scenes including Nazi Zombies... I played a lot last night...

- I am eating some kind of souvlaki that the more you twist it (like a screw, clockwork, etc), the more tasty it is...
Explanation: I ate at a place yesterday which is called "Souvlisto portokali". Souvlisto is like and adjective of "souvlaki". Portokali means "orange" (the fruit). Anyway. There is a movie that is called "Clockwork Orange". I haven't seen it but some time, i was talking avout this eating place and they told me about the movie. I think the train of thought revealed in the dream is obvious. I just found it interesting.

22.02.2011

The Girl and the Lynx (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's daylight, and I'm walking along a footpath on the University of Missouri campus. This sidewalk passes through some trees in a cove surrounded by three buildings; off to my right is the Chemistry building that I know well from childhood.

There's a girl with me; I have no idea who she is, and indeed I don't even recall what she looks like or what name she goes by. But we are walking together, side by side, and she is important for some reason.

As we near the trees, the girl spots a White Hawk resting on some low-lying branches overhead. I tell her that the Hawk has lived here for years (a dream memory), and the girl seems to agree that this must be the case. I walk carefully as we pass under the branches.

The path now passes between two buildings; up ahead is an open grassy area where, perhaps 30 meters away, stands the girl's father. At his feat lies a Lynx or young Lion, I cannot determine which, exactly. The girl steps forward towards her dad, and I follow closely behind. Her dad seems quite nice, and we all chat for a few minutes.

My attention, however, is fixated on that big, wild cat at our feet. It bares its long canines to show me that it can tear me to pieces if I make a wrong move. I'd like to think I could fend it off somehow if necessary, but it's probably best to avoid angering it in the first place. I grow wary, but the girl's dad says not to worry, just tread lightly and the cat won't harm me.

I take his advice, and all three of us walk further along the sidewalk to a parking lot where the girl's dad has parked his car. And as we do, I can practically feel the cat's eyes on my back--watching attentively--as I walk away.

When we arrive at the car there is a momentary question of who should take the passenger seat. I offer it up to the girl, but her dad insists I ride up front with him. The dream ends here, but I am left with the weird feeling that I had just been speaking with my dad, though the girl was most certainly not my sister. How strange.

(Wake.)

Drank some cranberry-raspberry juice before bed and had the best detail recall I've had in a long time. Ended up being 2.5 pages in Word!

2/21-22. 1230. 530. In a grocery store with dad. Area looks to be by the BoA but also next to the registers. Then it’s a musician studio, mostly guitarists. Talking with some guys about a guitar. One guy looks like the big guy from Fanboys. I have to go to the bathroom, so go into another studio, which I guess was the bathroom. Feel uncomfortable because the rooms have glass between them. Some guy in a studio to my left. I’m able to get an angle where no one can see me. Still talking to the 2 other guys. Hand it to them while trying to go. “It’s a Rickenbacher knockoff. I can’t remember the name.” Though it was supposed to be a bass, it was a guitar with a short neck and dark blue. A pause and then I say, “Averia! That’s the name” (not the actual name). Then 2 other guys come into the same room I am to practice. One is a trombone player from my freshman year, Xxxx I think, has glasses. Name is different in the dream though. They’re across the room, so I go to the bathroom anyway as a chair is hiding me

750. I wake up in my room. Theresa’s cats are there. I play with them. One jumps up on my left side dresser. I have an organizer with papers and the cat chews on it. I pick up my computer mouse, don’t know why I had it, and tap it on the dresser to get the cat off. Runs to the door. Then the cats are the 2 older Xxxxxxx twins, but one’s a girl. Play with them for a little bit. Then I’m walking down what feels like Main St. There’re a bunch of kids that had just graduated from Kindergarten, black robes with, I think, an orange stoal? Then at a car repair place. Pale yellow. It looks like the back of a Pep Boys with its garages, but that’s the building. Guy closes up shop because the kids are annoying him. Door is also pale yellow, but the bottom third is like a metal mesh and blue. I then drive home, heading south on Main. Xxxxxxx calls me to see if I’m going to make it to the run, academy? “What run is it?” “It’s a cancer run.” I’m eating some gummies or something. I take forever to answer his other questions though for some reason like I’m super tired and am thinking about each question before answering it. Pass a house where I see mom with glasses, and she’s jumping, like there’s a parade going on. Make it to Xxx and Xxxxxxx and there’s traffic. The houses and shops are no longer there, like it was before they were there, just an open lot. Heading W on Xxxxxxx and there’s a lot of traffic. Able to look up ahead and looks like some ambulances and flashing lights. Get closer and at that first street is a pile of junk cars being loaded onto a tow truck. Don’t catch what is going on off the left side, but maybe an accident

1040. Watching TV. Someone gets hurt on a dam. Then the suicide video plays of goy at Hoover Dam. When guy hits bottom, his head smashes and red and yellow come out. People are then on the dam around him and looks like some people walked down the face that he just slid down. Then I’m home, but the house doesn’t look like ours. Dad’s showing me something to do with telling time at night. “Can you see it if there’s a new moon” (Showing me something and a black light flashlight simulates moon, shape is a snowflake). “No.” “Can you see it with a full moon?” He turns on the black light. “Yes! Man, that’s cool!” I’m looking around the room and the wall closest to use has a witch that moves, I’m thinking about touching it for some reason. The rest of the room is winter themed kind of. Snowflakes are all over and light up when I turn the black light on, which is now like Kyle’s, but only 3” long. Mom and dad then go to bed. I stay in the room and look around. There’s a door on the opposite wall, so go to it. I notice that the floor creaks, so assume there’s a walkout basement like Ernie’s house. Now light and with a friend. Room is his sister’s room. He’s looking around and I look at a wall next to the door. Sister was in track, uniforms are light blue and white. She has this whole section covered with pics with friends from track. There’s one I look at and they’re jumping over hurdles, she’s wearing earmuffs, but doing it gracefully in a funny way. 3 girls in the photo and one is a huge girl, maybe 400lbs. I think, “How can she jump?” Look at another picture and she’s holding the fat girl. I look back and forth at these photos and they stay the same, as well as others in my periphery. I go toward her computer desk which has its own little nook. Papers and stuff are everywhere and can’t walk, so don’t go in. Look at some papers. Get up and turn around and the friend found some boy’s number, he tears it up. Then walk out of the room, which the winter room from before is now different. There’s a kitchen counter and his mom and sister are at it. We get low and try to sneak up the stairs. Stairs creak a little also. Something about a white dog on the stairs with us, or at the top?

Here's my first dream Journal!!!


When the dream starts, I'm outside of this school-looking building, and there are people hanging out around me. I'm on this scooter, and I ride toward the side of it. there are cafeteria food tables beside the building, and there's "heavy" from the game Team Fortress 2, sitting at the table, with a sandwich (xD) I'm trying to get on top of the building, but can't because its too high. then I ask for some help from heavy, and he throws me up. I still have my scooter, and I get off of it. there's a guy up there, and he try's to sell me weed. it doesn't look like weed though, it looks like rice painted green. I keep telling him no, and he doesn't stop. Then I jump down, and leave my scooter up there. then a principle comes up to me, and i get in trouble for having weed, even though the guy gave it to me. then the dream changes.

I'm on top of a train, on all fours, and its ripping down the track. it comes to a quick stop, in front of this HUGE house. its about 4 stories high. I go to get off, but I have to jump, because between the track and the porch, theres a death drop. I get inside, and the name "dexter" pops into my head, then I turn around to leave. next thing I know, I'm on top of the train again, but this time, its one piece of it. one of the tank ones they put rice into. its speeding down the track at around 400 MPH, and I'm hanging on for dear life. then something happened hast involved a wolf, but I can't remember. then I woke up.

The dream (I think) started out with me taking a shower in a large empty room. It is a stand up shower without a tub, that has a door with a texture on the glass. The room was all the same tan color with two doors leading out, one on the right of my view point, one on the left. The door on the right was opaque with the long section in the middle you push to open, and the one on the left was see through with a metal handle on the left side.

The shower was warm, and I was enjoying myself when someone opened the right door and started to come in. As soon as she saw me she left embarrassed, not realizing I was in there. I giggled, not to worried about another girl seeing me.

After a bit I noticed that the door was open on the left and there was a guy watching me and laughing. I looked at him and motioned for him to leave since I was showering, but he stayed and more guys showing up. I wasn't embarrassed, I was pissed. So I get out of the shower, still completely naked and wet, showing them I don't care, close the door and give them the back off face. I slam the door and they start to leave. It was only then that I realized that some of the wall around the door was see through also. (which I don't understand after waking up since it was clear anyway)

For awhile I was left alone, but then suddenly people, mostly guys, began to run into the room. The room became almost filled with guys and I yelled for security who began to drag people out. But all I could think of was how pissed I was since I wanted to take my shower in peace, but no one would leave me alone.

The dream went on but I don't remember much other that a girl that had a colorful pokemon jacket and a screening room of some kind the was red and orange with bean bag chairs.

I had a bad night's sleep last night, which I think effected my recall. I have some brief impressions though.

1. Someone, an older man, pulling me by the arm. He is very angry with me for something I did.

2. Taking some sort of test.

3. One of my friends being arrested.

That's all I can remember, dammit!

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at some sort of weird bar/night club. I think I was there for a pretty long time. I saw Katherine, and she was trying to approach me, and I was cautious about it. She was very drunk. She came up to me and started to calmly talk to me, though she was slurring her words. I saw her a few more times throughout the dream, but I can't remember many more details.

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I was trying to look up summer classes to take, and I kept typing stuff in, like MATH2030, MATH2530, etc...and none of them were showing up on the list. The ones that did were closed. I was kinda irritated, because I need to graduate, and I need those classes to graduate.

Then, I met up with my very old friend, Jennifer, whom I rarely ever talk to any more in waking life, but we grew up together. We were walking around on campus, next to the stadium, when she told me she was worried she wasn't going to make all A's this semester. I told her she'd be fine. I knew she would be, she was always a straight-A student when we were growing up.

Then, we decided to go swimming. In waking life, she didn't know how to swim when we were younger, and this thought carried over into the dream. I decided that she must have learned somewhere along the way. We were going to go outside, but there was ice and snow on the ground, so we started discussing where some good indoor pools were. I suggested the YMCA, so that's where we went. We were sitting on the edge of the pool, looking at the water park-type structure in the pool. It looked like something you'd find on a playground. There was also this one structure that rose out of the pool every half hour or so for a few minutes. It had a slide on it, and, again, looked like something you'd find at a playground. It was supposedly the most fun thing there.

I was holding this small, gold key chain, and it had two key-type things on it, and a bigger, circular piece. I understood it to be some ancient Indian mood gauge. It would tell you how you were feeling, or something like that. There were two young Indian boys sitting next to me, and one of them showed me how to use the mood gauge. He flipped it one way, and he said that meant you were happy. Then he flipped it the other way, and he said that meant you were sad.

Then, I got in the pool. There was an underwater entrance to the structure. I was afraid to enter it, thinking I may run out of air while going to it. Looking at it though, that didn't seem like it would be a problem. The entrance was pretty close to the surface, and once you got under it, it was only a short trip to the surface. I still didn't enter it, despite my observations. I "remembered" being scared of that every time I had gone to the pool previously.

At some point, I did go on the structure with the slide that rose out of the pool every half hour.

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I was at work, and I was at the register. There was a line, but there was one lady who was standing right in front of me, behind the register. I was confused; was she a new employee? What was she doing behind the counter? She then started to ask me about our milk, and if we use the same brand of milk consistently. I told her no, but we try to stay as consistent as we can. We just buy what our providers have at the time. She said something about her boyfriend in the car, and that she needed to tell him that.

Im fighting with P in my living room, he throws me with some judo-move and next thing I notice Im lying on the floor and Im feeling this weird sensation which feels kind of like sleep paralysis. While im lying there, theres this balloon in front of my face and theres a smiley face drawn onto the balloon. P then says something like that I can stand up now or I can move already. I stand up and put on my t-shirt and pullover. I had to take something to J and H who are coming up the stairs from the cellar. My dad is complaining how the dollhouse used to be in one corner of the living room. My mom is wondering how is there water served in a box on the tray. My dog then grabs a meadbottle which is full of water, but my mom doesnt let it take it. I start to change the water in my dogs water cup. My grandma is talking something me about the dog. The dog doesnt want to drink the water when I serve it to her. I see theres 3 pieces of wiener in the cup. I take it again and flush it with water, all the food pieces come off the cup.

Im at a waterpark "Eden" I was talking something to L and O, in one of the pools. I was spitting water on some emogirl from our school and she was just smiling. Then R/YV order me to change some water from a cup which is full of dirty water. I remove the dirty water to wrong place and R/YV are saying something "No, not there" and facepalming. Then I took the water to the correct place.

Im playing a grey keyboard to O and some other guys. Im playing Mozarts Turkish March, but I soon notice the octave range on the keyboard is too small and I cant play the high notes.

I also remember something more about H, J and P and something about our summercottage or some saunaplace....

I think there is something about me mixing 2 shampoos.

The premise is from the Dresden files, kind of. I seem to be Harry Dresden. Although I'm a wizard, I don't do any magic in the dream. The main stage is a parking lot. I'm dodging and sneaking around. At some point I'm in a closet and the Council comes to yell at me.

Now I'm reading about this lunatic on wikipedia. It is related to Dresden, I think. He is on trial. He is on trial. I am now watching a video of it on youtube. The camera is from the Judge's perspective. He claims he has gone full circle in his group. Some sort of satanic cult? It means he is done doing whatever group activities. The prosecutor is manhandling him with his pen. He has it jammed lengthwise to his neck. I think the defendant tried to stab the prosecutor with his own pen. My alarm rings and it is time to go to real college.

Original Date: 2/22/10
Type: Fragment - Non Lucid
Dream:

I was at a house (maybe mine, not sure, it wasn't familiar) with my stepmom and stepbrother. As I arrived I saw my stepbrother running around a volleyball net outside. Later, I was in the house with my stemom, and I was looking out the window to the backyard watching my stepbrother running around the net again. Then some man appeared (like a maintenance guy) and walked over out of sight to the left of the house and went into a garage. Because he did this we started going around the garage (which was outlined all along the back yard sort of looking like a place where people can tie up there horses temporarily when they go into a store) and knocking down these white flat thin slats of metal that were hanging up on nails. The slats would drop to the ground and we would go up and pull these big pieces of white paper down that were stapled to the wall or the overhang. I went over to the far right and started there since my step brother was already started on the left. I was having some difficulty and I felt so incredibly short in the dream (I am in real life, but this was exaggerated in the dream). After I knocked down my slat, the paper was too high up for me to reach. Then instead of my stepbrother, I saw a kid from work (cant stand him, we'll call him A.P.) and he came over as if to "show me how to do it". I turned and saw a wooden column beside me with silver metallic rungs all along it, so I started to climb it to get to the paper, but about halfway up the rungs stopped on one side and began on the opposite, so I had to swing around. On the otherside there were silver rings attached to the column, and they were all draped over each other staggered, but tons of em. I think I may have asked A.P. why they would be there and he took his hand and strummed them like it was some sort of an instrument and this loud hummmm came ringing out from it, I was amazed at this in my dream. Next thing I did was go and reach the paper and rip it down and that's the last thing I remember.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

The first dream began outside my friend's old house. I'm at the bottom of the hill, when I find an old and very rusty watch. It had a small key with it that went into the back. I bring it home and try to unlock it. It doesn't unlock, so I jam a screwdriver into the back.
I'm at school, outside my lockers again. The watch looks different. It now is shiny, and it glows. I show everyone how it has strange little mechanicals under the glass. I drop the key somewhere and can't find it. I look up to find my teacher, Mr T, passing it to me with a grin on his face.
I'm in a new building I've never been in before, still with the watch. It now has a large wide-screen on it which has a red button on it to the left. I press it to see what it does. Two people pop up on the screen, kissing. I then realise it's a porno button. "That's odd," I think, and do the nose-plug RC. For a moment, everything is in third person and I'm watching myself do the RC. The first few times my hands slip, but then I get it right, and I become lucid. Although I was lucid, it was a very low level of lucidity.
I turn around and see a window the size of the wall. The sky is completely blue, and there's a great big beach-city below me. I'm at least 100 floors up. I turn back around and see two people. One dares me to jump off. I say I'll parachute down. I think the dream ended either then and there, or a few moments later just as I jumped.

Second dream (this was one of those dreams that made no sense whatsoever): I'm in my bedroom. In my cupboard I have lots of board games in a black vertical board game rack. I really loved owning them all. A black tower, the same height and diameter as my board game stack, appears in the middle of my room. I'm concerned that it's going to replace my board games.

Third dream:I'm in my bed, but I'm in the top bunk instead of the bottom. I become lucid straight away. The first thing I notice is how dark it is (darkness is much more scary in dreams I think). I close my eyes and expect it to be day when I open them. This doesn't work. I try a second time and notice the the wall to my right has a very feint glow, but still there was no real light, so I decide to just leave it there.
I run out of my room, reminding myself to stay lucid. I run into the front room. My older brother is sitting in the main chair. I manage to say "Hi," before the dream ends.

Fourth dream: I'm on a computer, sitting next to some guy I don't know. I show him someone's youtube account. I notice that page has 31 dislikes. I didn't know you could even dislike a channel. I find out that I had accidentally gone into my channel. I notice he writes down my username. Embarrassed about him going on my channel, I contemplate deleting it.

Fifth dream (only a fragment): I see nothing but a page of a book. I know that my eyes are closed. I try to read it, but it eventually gets harder and harder to read. As I read it out loud, I notice that I'm barely paying attention to what I'm reading and won't remember it.
This may not have been a dream, but me seeing HI in a daze, just after waking up. It was most likely a dream though.

Sixth dream(also a fragment): I'm at the Year 9 Centre at my school. Some girl walks past with dark green hair. A person tells me how green is now an official hair colour now. What she meant by that was: people can now be born with green hair and have it in there genes. Even though it's different, I like the new colour.

Seventh dream:I'm in third person, watching two young Asian girls walk around an abandoned dock. The eldest one walks inside the building, which had walls that appeared to be made of a bright wood, and finds a switched-on laptop. She goes further down and discovers two more switched-on laptops. For some reason this gives her the impression that the owners of the laptops must be in danger, and she panics. They both climb the roof and start yelling and waving to a boat in the distance.

Eighth and final dream: I'm inside... somewhere. Two people are standing next to a narrow tunnel that goes up on a 45ish degree angle. One of them keeps throwing little stones up it. He says it's to distract someone who wants to steal an important orange stone. I remember thinking to myself how, in this strange and big world, police would never know how to deal with this, and these guys are right to deal with the situation themselves.
I climb the narrow tunnel. At the top is a dark blue ocean at night. There's a lone wooden boat with only one man on it. He looks a little bit like a demon. I get on board and wrestle him into a headlock. One of the guys instructed I drown him. For a moment, he turns into a purple book. He's now in his true form: a young looking man with blond hair, and light-brown body hair. He looks just like one of those half animal half human anime drawings you see all over the internet. I finally get him in a headlock and put my hand over his mouth. I see by the look on his face, he's no longer an evil person, just scared looking. As I have him in the headlock, I can feel all over my body his warmth. It was equivalent to leaning against your partner, only dream-amplified. Straight away I feel connected to him, then I feel sorry for him, as I now have to drown him.
I pull himself and I overboard. I watch him closely. I can't let him go till I know he's lost conscientiousness. I begin to struggle to hold my breath. I try to distract myself from the need to breath, and then I wake up.

Eight dreams... New personal record?

long time no post! had no internet at my dads. but anyways, onto the dreams:

dream 1

i was in this cube thing with my friends who were messing about. there was this guy who loooked really pissed in the middle of the cube. when we left a friend asked "do you know what that was?" and i said "a hologram shower" suddenly we were running from the guy, and we went down a alley there there were giant bugs. dont remember anymore of that so onto

dream 2

i was watching a car containing charlie pace and sayid jarrah. they were driving along, and charlie said "i dont want to die, let me say bye to clair first" with holes appering in him. the next thing i remember was lots of people fighting, and then there was a door. as we all walked through it, i became charlie pace, and with me hugo "hurley" rayes, sayid jarrah, boon and shannon, and john locke. it turned out we were all convicts, and the island was a way to rehabilitate these people, and it worked. we all came out off narrow walkway to cheers of "it worked again!" the last i remember was there were people trying to hunt us down, andsayid was a jazz singer at a bar. a jaz singer and a waiter. and the head chef. infact the only person who worked there. nd then i woke up. i couldnt belive it.


i managed to give lost a worse ending than what it had. i shouldent have messed with it to be honest. because we all know:


whatever happened
happened

I am in a car with my family, I am driving (Never have done that before, don't have a license). But I know how to drive it. My family is talking about something, it distracts me, and I fail to drive the right way, so I concentrate more on the car. It's easier now to drive it. After a while, we are driving through a forest, but not in the car, we all have bicycles now. The weather is getting bad, we decide to ride faster towards our house. We talk about winning some music achievement, like "you found the best metal song of all time". We arrive at the end of the forest, there is our old house. The weather is really bad now, the lightning is going to happen anytime now. We run to our old house, the lightning starts, I am worried about it hitting me. I see the lightning's reflection on the ground, in a puddle. It looks beautiful.

The part "running from the bad weather" reminds me of a youth memory, it's very similar.