non-lucid

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a car with my sister. We were out in the driveway of her house, although it feels now like we were also in some kind of dirt parking lot for a fairgrounds. My sister was talking to me about and showing me some kind of pictures of a place that she and some of her children were planning to go to.

I had to go to some other car to get something for my sister's trip. I went to the other car with my brother-in-law. It was a few rows away in the dirt parking lot.

The trunk or hatchback of the car was open, and my brother-in-law and I were looking inside. I had my computer opened up in the back of the car. I asked my brother-in-law to look up something on YouTube. It had to do with some pop-culture figure or figures, but it also had something to do with homosexuality.

My brother-in-law looked the thing up. I was now walking away from the car. I was now worried that somehow my brother-in-law would think I was trying to make some comment on my own sexuality by showing him that YouTube clip. (In waking life, even though I wouldn't say I'm gay, my sexuality is absolutely not normal. But I try to act as normal as possible when I'm in front of my family.)

I was back to sitting in the car with my sister. My sister now said that she was too sick, after all, to go to the event. For some reason, the whole family was now going, instead of just my sister, brother-in-law, and some of their kids. I was also going. Now only my sister wasn't going.

I felt bad, like maybe we shouldn't go at all if my sister wasn't going.

Dream #2

There may have been some situation where I had to take care of some task for a group of professionals. But I had messed it up somehow.

Later on, I was running from zombies. The zombies were pale white, with rotting faces. Most of the zombies wore button-up shirts, ties, and slacks.

I was running from the zombies through big corridors like mall-sized corridors that looked like hallways in a hospital. Everything was white, lit with greenish-white fluorescent light. Occasionally I would find myself in larger rooms.

Zombies would pop up everywhere and surprise me. They would almost catch me, and then they'd chase me through the corridors. I may also have been shooting some of them with a gun I had.

Eventually I found some way to jump way high, up to some high-up window. The window was swung open from its top. I floated down through the space. I found myself in some greenish-white-lit place that looked like a mix between a bowling alley and a hospital.

From all different places, a bunch of normal humans came into the bowling alley. Many of them were carrying guns. Some of them were wearing what I thought of as hunters' outfits -- beige vests and caps, flannel shirts, and khaki-like slacks. Many of the people were wary, on guard, waiting for more zombies to just spring up.

I was about to go to all the people. I thought I had found a group of people that I could be safe with. But as I approached them, they became suspicious of me, almost violent toward me. It was obvious that I wasn't a zombie, just like it was obvious that they weren't zombies. But they didn't care. They just didn't like me, and they didn't want me around.

So I walked away from them before even approaching them. I may have started walking down one of the bowling lanes, thinking I'd find a sneaky way to get through the building at the end of the lanes.

Suddenly I was fighting something, possibly zombies. There were gunshots everywhere. Explosions were blowing up the wood of the bowling lanes. I was turning back and shooting at whatever I was fighting.

Original Date: 2/21/10
Type: Fragment/Family - Non Lucid
Dream:
(there were a couple of dreams I had, so this is a fragment runoff, the last of about 3-4)
First I was in a store shopping for baby clothes with some women who just had a baby girl, she was standing there with the stroller. Next thing I was at some house, and my grandma arrived from somewhere like a trip because someone was saying "She's here!", there was another girl there (I think maybe the girl who just had the baby) and she was in the kitchen. Then I remember me and possibly my mom (but later turned into my Grandma P) appeared at a different house. I remember hearing her make a comment about how the other girl at the old house was going to have to unload the big trucks filled with all of Grandma P's things by herself (and I felt pity for her, wanted to go back and help her, but I couldn't). Outside of this house there was a portion of maybe a wrought iron fence and on it was hanging some necklace, like red velvet and gold. I picked it up and brought it in the house, my Grandma P was standing at the door looking displeased. Then I remember a feeling of needing to prepare for something. And then we were in the kitchen and my Grandpa S was there and there was a huge box of sweet cream butter that we were unpacking into the fridge, I was taking out of the box and handing to someone who would put it into the fridge. The weird thing was I was pulling them out and the packages were opened and some was missing, like someone was eating as I was putting it away, then the butter started to be colorful as I took it out. Bright green ones, pink ones and blue ones. My Grandpa S started asking me questions about my boyfriend, like he was trying to tease me, I was a little reluctant, he was hinting about being married and I remember telling him that he is divorced and has two little boys. Then I heard my Grandpa S say he was hungry, telling my Grandma P and next I see him with a roast boiling in a coffee pot in front of my face. I say to him "I like to make chicken with vegetables, take chicken breast and season it..." and my Grandpa S cuts me off saying "Chicken!? Naw I don't want that healthy stuff!" and I say "Well Grandpa, I have to eat healthy now, or I won't make it to live as long as you." And he got quiet and said "Well, that's true".

Objective Context:
I have been thinking a lot about my grandparents on both sides of my family and feeling somewhat stressed that I have not seen my family in over a year. I used butter in cooking last night, and I make pork roast and kraut yesterday for dinner. I also interpreted dreams yesterday about someone's Grandfather and having a baby.

Age of Dream Ego: 26

Feelings:
Neutral, like a little workhorse, connected, familiarity

Can't remember where I was, but it seemed to be some sort of park or something. It was the end of a bigger and more eventful dream, I know that much for sure, but can't remember what it was. There was this random guy that apparently liked me. At first I said that I didn't want him, but I ended up making out with him.

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I was at school. Apparently we had another random round of exams. We had to do them all at once. There was an exam for every subject.

I had been given a geography and history exam. I was totally lost on them; I could read the questions in the dream, but none of them made any sense. I tried my best to answer them.

Eventually we got them back. I had done really poorly; on one of them I had gotten 7/80. I was annoyed, and started doing the (broken) math in my head to figure out what my new exam average would be. I was annoyed because it was so low, but there was nothing I could do about it.

I get “dropped off” in a town (I’m just suddenly in the middle of the road in a foreign town. Perhaps this was the beginning of a dream.) There are a few cars but no people and the setting has an eerie loneliness to it, as if it was a toy town or a set up. It feels “off” like I’m being tricked. I walk onto the sidewalk in front of me. There’s a big sign with a dancing lady advertising burlesque dancers or something. Proceeding, I see a door that says “For Farting Only”. The door has a lock and is obviously for the “management” behind this fake town. I’m bored of looking around so I enter the next door I see.

It’s an office building. There are typical cubicles full of busy workers and shelves stuffed with folders and papers separating the people. In the back of the first room there’s a clear window-wall with an archway. I have a “destination” in mind I’m not conscious of it. I don’t care about anyone in the room and no one cares about me, so I get into the second room easily. I see a girl who’s working and tell her to come with me. She does so without much thought.

Outside, I look into the sky and see a short distance away a little movie theater. As we begin walking toward it, we pass a field that people are setting something up in. I know (or am told, somehow- no detail) that it’s a religious banquet for the town. We walk passed it for now. On a wooden fence in front of us there’s a sign for the movies. 2 people=x amount of money, but 2 girls=a discount. I’m pretty excited that I can get in for less money because I’m gay, and the movie suddenly has a “date” quality to it.

The movie theater is inside a building that, on the outside, looks like a mesh between my high school and my junior high school. There’s a big pavilion (like junior high) hanging over the side of the building, but the actual building is my high school. Beneath the pavilion, there’s an old guru/monk who’s taking people’s money and giving them tickets. I ask for two tickets for two girls and he giggles at me. He gives me the tickets and my change back, but instead of the right amount he gives me two 268 dollar bills. For a moment my mind questioned or was at least surprised that these bills existed, but no lucidity. He said “just kidding” and took them back, giggling.

We didn’t go to the movies (or I don’t remember it) and just walked back into the same little section of town. I have something I want to do now: I plan to make food for the banquet but put “evil” devil food things on the inside of seemingly good dessert meals. I don’t remember if the girl comes with me anymore, but I at least forget about her existence. The office building is no longer the same place, but it’s in the same place and I re-enter it.

It’s now someone I know’s house, but I don’t know who. Heather, Tyler and Jack are there. Tyler comes up to me and starts whispering something about her teeth. She got her braces off (she didn’t have braces in real life). Her upper front teeth all blend together and look like two giant teeth and my dream self “knows” that this is because she had braces on the upper teeth before. Now she got her lower braces off, and those teeth all blend together now too, so she has three giant teeth on the bottom row. We laugh about it and she’s embarrassed to show Heather.

We all begin to work on making the evil dessert. First everyone makes regular mixes for cakes and brownies, but we pour them into trays with the center’s hollowed out. To make the “evil” food, we all spread across the floor and little crimson red glowing strings weave between all of us, making a big cross-hatch pattern of “evil”. Somehow we form this into an edible red mix and put it in the center of all the food. We like making things, so I also make chips and dip using regular potato chips and a mix of strange salsas all put together into a bowl. Henry is there and he keeps eating them and I remind him it’s for the religious banquet.

My dad was getting the mail and I was eating some french fries and ketchup. I dropped one on the floor which had A LOT of ketchup. My dad came in and screamed " GOD DAMMNIT YOU GOT FUCKING KATSUP ON THE CAPET" I cleaned it up and looked out the window. There were two giant balloons in the air and one popped and something drifted toward me. It was a little bin full of fries drenched in ketchup (you can see where this is goin) I take one and eat it and ketchup drops allover the floor. " GOD DAMNIT WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY!!!" I wake up.

Futurama weirdness. (Like I'm watching it and the TV fills my vision. I specifically identify with Fry and think of him as me for some reason. Sometimes I get first-person views.) I, Fry, get stuck on a ski life in the fog. I think before that, I was having a yelling fight between a couple of characters. It takes me higher off the ground until it would be dangerous to get off. I fall in the ocean and live. I come back and yell at the others for putting me on there. Then it is time for bed. The professor sleeps on top of the tower (not featured in the show). Zoidberg and me are under him. (Very low ceiling.) The professor asks me to shut the trap door in our ceiling. Zoidberg wanted it open. He gets pissed off that I close it. We start fighting and fall out the window. He lands on bottom and his shell shatters. He dies. Hermes asks Amy to take care of me. I expect her to help me, but she stabs me with a piece of Zoidberg. I take it from her (it elongates from a dagger size to a broadsword size in my hand) and stab her. Somebody says something and we are all ashamed of the fighting. Hermes says "What have we doooooooooone." He opens his mouth to the sky on the last slow word and three dead birds fall into his mouth in rapid succession. (I think there was something about the birds previously. Maybe Zoidberg and me pass them on the way down.) I wake up.

Something about a man.

I'm vacuuming the floor. The vacuum is sucking up toys. My 2 little sisters are there getting ready to go to elementary school.

I see something about me and Sonic (the restaurant). I was there the day before.

I am a ghost. I kill someone in the school and I run away to the nearby town. I see a bishop and he can't see me, but he senses my presence and says to show himself and he won't be angry. Then someone tells him that there was just someone killed at the school. Then he is alone with me (he still can't see me) Feeling really guilty I decide to leave through the wall and I run away.

I don't remember how it started off. I remember it was about me and a small, intelligent mouse that could talk. I remember a part of the dream was when I was in a factory and I threw the mouse on the snow to go in and kill some guards or grab something. At the end I really remember that the kid from Narnia with the black hair looked older and wanted the mouse. I think I stole it from them. My girl partner took it and put it in her pocket. We are in my jujitsu place and there are huge guns on the wall. I remember seeing a blue nerf stampede. The dude comes up to me and says "Let me show you something I learned in tenth grade." He comes up and kicks me over and over. He says "Are you going to be my advocate or something?" I got up and put my shield on my head. It wall the end of the longshot connected to my hand and it was plush. The dude comes up to me and starts punching me on the shield, over and over again. Soon enough he just stops and walks away. Before he starts going down the stairs, I grab the blue gun and charge it up and say "It this good enough to be an advocate?" My dream ends right before I shoot him, and I see the mouse infront a pitch black backround.

February the 21st
First dream:
Okay i am in a classroom and somehow i pissed some bullies off and they startet to ruin all the tables that i had to fix - else the teacher would throw me outta school but the tables was SOOO heavy that i needed my friend to help.

Second dream:
Aight i am in a big changing room in a gym, and there are people with guns and shit all over the place. i got a sniper on my bag and a gun at my hip. It was my first time i should play hardball with my friends. There are two doors out of the room: the left and the right. First me and my mates goes outta the right one and we are now outside where the map itself is. We are the attackers and have to get into the fortress. First we had to go over the big big stone hill. We got the stone hill and while the other from my team moved on, me and a friend startet to snipe from the top of the hill.. We won and went back to the changeing room. We had a break and we went out of the left door. We are now in this very very big room that is the indoor map they made. an instructor told me that the white lines on the floor is "Wind and birds" and im out of sight here. The blue lines are checkpoints and the red ones are walls.

I tryed out my gun and realised it sucked ass so i went inside to find a decent one that i was told i could borrow. When i got into the changeing room once more this team of hawt chicks was going to play for their first time and startet to chit chat while i was finding the gun. We went inside the big room and played.

Thrid dream:
The dream starts with me being in your dinner room at home. i am sitting at the wrong end of the table and for some reason i asked myself ''Am i dreamining" - did an reality check and realised i was dreaming. i went lucid:

I tryed to remain calm but i felt that i was too exited. i felt this black void was sucking me in but i focused and startet to look on my hands, feeling the leather furnirute and it slowly became more clear.. After a few seconds it became black again and i couldnt help it.

atleast that was my 4th lucid dream WHOOHO!

dream
nondream

I'm in a flat with my cousin. We live there together with my son. It's fairly small but bright and open plan. I come up with a plan to redecorate it, removing some cheesy stickers that are on the wall. The stickers are very 80s looking, music notes and bars in a wave sort of pattern that goes up and along the wall. My plan in to paint the wall with the design I've seen on one of the tee shirts that my cousin wears, a brown one with yellow script writing that says "Retro". My cousin agrees but wonders how we will do it, concerned that it will be a difficult project.

Flash forward to the bathroom, I am giving my son a quick shower. He is playing around with the water, then gets a hold of the shower hose and then lets it go. Suddenly the water is on full blast and the hose is going mental, spraying everywhere. At first my son laughs hysterically, but not for long. The water has turned hot (I get the horrible impression that I turned it up???) and now it's burning him and he's screaming. I can't get to him at first and there is panic as all I can do is watch in horror.

After I get the hose to stop spraying I poor some cool water on my poor kid's skin, which is red and angry. There is an imprint of the bathmat from the bottom of the tub burnt into his skin. I wrap him in cool towels and plan to go to the hospital.

We end up at this strange cafeteria kind of place full of those fold out tables and chairs. I get the impression that there will be a wedding or something going on here (wedding is a dream sign of mine, I wish it triggered a RC, but nope) sometime soon. There are some nervous parents of the bride or groom milling around, one woman approaches me while I am trying to put my poor kid to bed (under a table!). She asks me if she can help me. I suddenly get a glimpse of some laundry hanging on a wire in a field and the dream ends.

Awake, Non-lucid, Semi-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[I had several different dreams last night, two of which were lucid.]

[Dream #1] I'm playing Neopets. [In this particular dream,] Neopia is a fully-realized, three-dimensional world, but it's still a computer game that I'm playing using a mouse. The art looks just like it does on the real site. The game is played from a first-person perspective, and there are lots of rooms and areas to explore [just like the plot adventures on the real Neopets Web site]. One such area is filled with Neopets who are dressed in vaguely Arabian-looking clothes; they all have their noses covered with veils, which strikes me as somewhat ridiculous, since they all have such different shapes and sizes of noses. This scene makes me think, So Neopia does have something resembling an Islamic culture. I click my way into a hidden area and receive a special reward for finding it.

[Dream #2] I walk into my family's house, which is big and spacious and has two stories [and looks nothing at all like any of our real ones. House #2, our only two-story house, was nowhere near that big and was laid out very differently]. Suddenly, there are several men in the house with me. They're there to challenge me to a martial-arts tournament. I had known in advance that this challenge was coming. In the course of my conversation with them [which I don't really remember now], one of them eventually says that there is no challenge. Having become semi-lucid at some point during the conversation, I say boldly and firmly, “I have better things to do.” I begin making my way out of the house.

Then, I hear my mom yelling from behind me that the house is on fire and I should get out. I do so, thinking, I know I should just get out without stopping to try and rescue other people. I go out the front door and walk down a front walk that leads to a fairly high, steep flight of concrete stairs, which leads down a steep embankment, at the bottom of which are the public sidewalk and the street. I jump off the top step to get down to the front sidewalk more quickly. I fall in a long, slow arc, taking several seconds to get down, and land softly and gently on my feet. I had kind of known I was going to fall that way; I always do in dreams.

By this point, I'm definitely lucid. From the street, I take off and fly up over the neighborhood. Once again, it takes me two tries to take off. After the first time, I realize, I messed up – I wasn't concentrating right. I try again, kicking off with my right ankle and thinking about becoming airborne, as I always do, and this time it works. Flight feels like it always does, too.

I fly up and observe the neighborhood from above. I can see a little bit of the fire coming from the house I just left. After a minute or two, I land back on the street and see a little model of a single-story house standing on a table. I examine the model, concentrating on it, and succeed in making tiles blow off the roof with my mind. This action is directly inspired by the scene in Inception where they're at the cafe and the dream starts collapsing when Ariadne first realizes that they're dreaming. While I'm making the model blow itself to pieces, I think about how, when the characters from the movie are dreaming, they might use Michael Caine's name [*see Side Notes at end] in exclamations of surprise/anger/frustration, etc., as if he were their deity, because he was the inventor of the dream-sharing technology. I immediately dismiss this as a silly idea, though. I keep up what I'm doing, and eventually blow away all the broken-up pieces of the roof, exposing the interior of the model. It has separate rooms inside. There's a small, light brown, flea-like insect inside, with a sort of sail on its back. I know that the insect is my dad. [I don't even know.] I let it crawl onto my finger, rescuing it from the destruction of the model and setting it down gently outside the model.

This scene is immediately followed by an animated sequence of two foxes romping around in a grassy field and falling in love. I know that this means that both of my parents are still alive and got out of the burning house all right.

[Dream #3] I'm outside, in the daytime, on a series of tiled walkways, terraces, and stairways, elevated and built into the side of a hill. Some boy is following me around, singing a creepy version of some children's song at me, changing the words all around to suggest that he would like to do something sexual with me. At the end of the second or third repetition of the short song, I stop, sing the end of the verse for him, then smack him in the face. Then, a passing man helps me throw the offending boy over a wall and down a long flight of stairs. I see him get up after he reaches the bottom, and am glad to see that he can still get up and that nothing's broken.

The scene shifts slightly, and now I'm on the surface-level streets, walking around a city that I remember visiting in a dream before. [Except now I don't – false memory, apparently.] The city is bright and clean and filled with big trees. There is a train station across the street from where I'm walking. On my side of the street, there is an enlarged replica of one of the stores on Main St. at Disneyland. Upon seeing the prominent train station, I remark that my dream city doesn't necessarily have to be in the States; it could just as easily be in the UK. [This, despite the fact that said train station had a sign on the outside that very clearly read “Amtrak.”]

I walk in the main entrance to the store that replicates the one from Disneyland, and find myself in a shop that is part of a mall. I walk through that first shop and into a second one that resembles a Hot Topic (all the walls are painted black), only it's girlier (there are a lot more dresses). This store also has living mannequins that look exactly like the ones they have at Old Navy. One of these mannequins tells me that she wants to try on the dress I'm wearing, which I had gotten from that store earlier. It's a strapless, knee-length black sundress with little pink polka dots, pink lace decorating the top of the bodice, and a pink tulle underskirt part that makes the skirt puff out. There are lots of similar dresses on the racks in the store. [For some strange reason,] I'm wearing mine over the T-shirt and shorts I was already wearing. I'm really enjoying just walking around, exploring this dream. I exclaim aloud, “My mind is so awesome!”

I walk out of that store and around a corner, through one of the hallways that form the connecting core of the mall. I find myself wishing I could change out of the shorts I'm wearing under my dress, and just wear the dress. I go into another store, this one a Sephora. While I was in there, the dream ended.

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Side notes:

*Michael Caine's character's name is Stephen Miles (per the shooting script); that's what the other characters would say if they were to do that. I forgot that while dreaming, though.

Last night, when doing mental affirmations while falling asleep, I focused more on recalling the memory of what it feels like to be in a lucid dream, recalling past lucid dreams, and visualizing and imagining what it would have been like if I had become lucid in one of my memorable non-lucids. It worked really well.

As I was taught when I first tried to ski, people who are right-handed are generally right-footed as well, and are instinctively inclined to lead with their right foot and do most of their controlling of their movement with their right foot when skiing or snowboarding. I'm very pleased and not at all surprised to discover that this principle applies to my flying in dreams as well. I'm right-handed (and right-footed) in real life, and from the beginning, I've always instinctively used my right foot and ankle to kick off from the ground and launch myself into a takeoff.

20.02.2011

Hotel Bust and Scary Lady (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 01:00am Sunday, February 19-20th, 2011
11:00am
Hours: 10:00m Alarm: None Audio: Stephen LeBerge
(Trance Induction)

This dream is short and i have had one like it before. I am a woman cop, similar to the one in Law and Order SVU, and i am at a hotel with my partner. We broke into a group of rooms in a hotel and we were busting down doors. Overall, it was fairly blurry and hard to comprehend because i was moving so fast. I yelled to my partner, " That's the one!" and then we were both hiding around a wall, and the crazy psycho woman was on the other side around the corner. I knew i had to do something so i grabbed a chair and went around the corner to find her making a spear out of a knife and a broom handle. It was scary. We "danced" for a minute before she lunged at me and i hit her with the chair as hard as i could. She was down. And the it ended.

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20.02.2011

Super Market School Rave (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream happened after i woke up once and decided that i wasn't done dreaming so i went back to sleep. I was in a school, and i was with James hill. There was a dance going on and at the center was a dark rave like group of corridors. In the middle people were dancing, and the hallways led to different things.One of them lead to a bathroom. and another one lead to a super market like area. I was running from room to room. I ran into the super market room and saw the cardboard walls that made up the tunnels i was running through prior to running into this room. In this room i found James Hill and now he was following me around everywhere. I ran into the bathroom trying to get rid of him. It didn't work. I was really annoyed. Then it ended.