non-lucid

I had a really weird dream last night; I was underground, but when I looked out of the windows(It had windows) it was actually above ground. I met a lot of people, but I don't remember any of them.
Anyway, as I was saying, I was in this underground hallway, which was basically an endless hallway containing all sorts of odd shapes(In the walls, too).

I remember more of this dream than of yesterday's, which is good I suppose, maybe I might even recognize a character in my dreams soon.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a single long weird dream last night. And ofcourse I'll share it with you guys!

22.30: Sleep

05.10: Drinking with my brother
My brother's been playing CoD or something similar. He asks me if I can take care of his character for a while. "You need to play for me so that my position in the ladder will stay the same" he tells me. We get on facebook and I try to look up a club called "GM" but I keep getting on some blonde girls page. Martin shows me a few pictures of a party he had with his friends a while ago. All of them has rastafari hair and I find it quite strange. Suddenly I'm at a table at some kind of bar, and one of his friends starts talking to me. He has a pink shot he is about to take. My brother introduces him to me. "This is "Cheap-Johnson, he's the cheapest person ever!". His friend laughs and downs the shot, quite drunk already. I spot some left and I decide to take it. "Hey! That was mine" he tells me. Cheap bastard. It tastes just like the "Pink elephant" drink.

I get up and walk over to the bar. I start talking to two French guys. They're speaking English about a particular individual, in a very thick, French accent. "He smells terrible" one of them tells me. They debate in French for a while. "He scientist, he smells terrible, been scientist for two years" he tells me and holds two fingers up. "Wear too much perfume". I agree, and get self-conscious as I know I've got some on me aswell. "They must mean alot of it" I think and leave them where they are.

Some new guy shows up and takes my seat. "That's my seat dude" I tell him. "So?" he looks at me defiantly. I can't be arsed to argue over a seat, and I head for the toilets. My brother, thinking I'm about to cry, follows me. "Don't worry about it Matte!" he tells me and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Great, now they will really think I got sad" I tell him and wash my face, which is all I intended to do. We head back and the guy who took my seat gives it up with a laugh. "Just fucking with ya". I stay at the bar and look for Monica. I find her next to my seat. "Do you want a drink?" I ask her. She nods and I order a sweet milk drink. "Wait! I want a Cola" she tells me. "Too late!", everyone laughs. She's bleeding nosebleed for some reason.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6½ hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Please give me summer, I'm sick of the cold weather. Also I'm thinking of changing my dreamgoal now. Telekinesis isn't as fun as it used to be, and I don't get butterflies in my stomach when I think about it anymore. I am thinking of trying to summon a companion, my mom's previous dog (Ozzy) or her current dog (Igor). Both rotweilers. What do you guys think? Please comment.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Feb 14, 2011. Valentines Day.

I was a small child in school.

Our assignment was to bring in a can of food.
When we got back from lunch, our teacher had put all the cans onto our desks, and asked us to guess what was in the cans before opening them.

Everyone took their turns, and everyone was wrong.

Mine had a tomato soup label, but inside was pineapple.

The teacher called everyone's attention after we were done, and she said: "All right, everyone. Never forget what you learned here today; because just like these cans, you can never judge anyone or anything by the label, or the amount of dents on the outside. You can never truly know about anything, without first seeing what it's like on the inside."

Everything fades to black, and I wake up.

Went to bed and put on the Binaural Beats I had downloaded using headphones. It took me a while to get to sleep

I woke within a dream, in my bed with the Binaural still playing. I took the headphones out but the tone was still there. I could not hear much and therefore assumed that sleeping with the tone had made it stick in my ears/mind and I was effectively deaf and could just hear this tone.

There were 2 TVs on the floor, to the right of my bed. I got down to floor level, they were cctv screens on multi shot mode, with various screens showing different cameras. Some of the images were... my parents garden looking from the bush to the garage, works yard area and a hotel lobby with a woman wearing only a pair of knickers and long hair looking troubled. I tried to find an image of the flat and may or may not have found one. I remember I turned the volume down on both TVs as it was too loud, I also remember losing the channels the cctv images were on, I believe the channels went from 0-64.

When I turned around I noticed my bedroom door was wide open and I was naked looking at these TVs. I went out to the lounge to see Sam, Marek, Tom B, Anthony and Egon Spengler. I tried to say hi to Anthony but he was busy so I didnt. I asked to see Sam in private to tell her what was going on and we went to her bedroom.

Although I didnt invite Egon, he entered the room. Marek also entered the room and had fungus, like small mushrooms all over his chin. I remembered in the dream that they were no where near as bad as they were before (this 'before' does not exist) but it could be because marek was actually Marek/Ben R. Marek asked if I wanted to go for a beer some time, I probably said yes. He leaves the room. I then told them what I had done and how the tone was still in my head and I couldnt get rid of it. Egon was talking science to me, I dont think I understood it. Sam said "should you not go and see your specialist about this" I dont know if I replied. I was sitting on Sams bed at this time. Sam was then across the other side of a motorway with no cars on it. There were Blues and Greens within the space. I tried to turn this down (unsure of meaning) so I reached for the Sky remote to my left and attempted to turn it down, the buttons were greasy

At this point I awake in real life to find the Binaural Beats still playing.

I am enjoying myself in the sauna and spitting, my finger is brown so I start to clean it in the washing room. The room is full of towels, and I need to throw towels onto a hook which is really high up near the ceiling. I need my dads help, but hes sleeping in another room. I go outside because Im waiting a guitar-riff from R's sisters. Its snowy and bright. I see them in a grey or white car driving by our house, I see J's face from the window. My mom comes out, and I am spinning on the ground strangely. We talk about actors. Suddenly Im one actor and Im cycling on the start of our street. Im wondering how much do I need practice and studying to become an actor. Im watching a bassist and a guitarist performing on a little stage. They are playing the song which notes I needed. Its pretty simple tune, but catchy. Theres also a drumkit in the background but no-ones playing it. Im watching them from abit above them. Theres also red curtains on the side of the stage.

I woke up today at 4:30am and took my G+C combo - 8mg+235mg respectively at around 5am. Went back to bed after eating a slice of cheese.

I have to consider this attempt a failure because though it felt somewhat promising, my punk kids woke up at around 5:30ish and disturbed the whole thing, so I couldn't continue (shakes a fist at said kids). I had to wake up then, and man was it a strange feeling to be awake on that stuff.

Exhausted, at around 11:30am I managed to steal a 2 hour nap while the kids slept. I tried a sort of WILD thing, trying to remain conscious with "1 I am dreaming.. 2 I am dreaming" as sleep came, but I found I was going in and out of remembering which number I was at. That happened about 3 times.
Then, in my dream, which was very very sexual in feeling, I gained some slight lucidity just before and during a really intense climax. I felt I had the choice to be lucid or go along with the dream at the time. I chose to be lucid, but go along with it. Thinking back on it now it was really strange as it wasn't a sexual scene, nor sexual things happening, but just the feeling was there.

After the climax I sort of lost my lucidity and dreamed a little while longer before waking up. So I guess it was a half success, with a pretty nice side benefit included!

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at a mall with my friend Rachel. My mom was there too. We were in a department store, I think it was supposed to be Sears or JC Penny's. Rachel and I were picking out shirts that we liked so we could go try them on.

Then, a voice came over the loud speaker saying the store was going under lock down because a man was in there who was going to rape and molest women. He was described as wearing a big, black jacket. I saw a picture of him walking on a TV screen that was on the wall. After that, all the lights in the store went out, and everyone scattered to hiding places. I called out to my friend Mary Katherine, who was there now as well. I kept calling "Mary!" and she finally answered me, and I hid with her behind a shelf. I had also been separated from my mom, but I couldn't do much about that, since I was already hidden.

I had my cellphone out, and I think I was trying to contact my mom, when someone came around with a box of these huge, bulky, silver flip phones. We were supposed to use them while the store was under lock down if we needed to make any calls. I took one, and entered my mom's number in the phone. I can't remember if I got ahold of her or not, for some reason, I don't think I did.

Then, everyone was running outside, so I did the same. A young man with blond hair and a striped shirt, he kind of looked like Draco Malfoy except for not as pale and a little skinnier, came up behind me and asked me if I wanted to get raped. He asked because I was running so slow and was confused about where to go, and was in danger of getting caught. I put my arm through his arm and we ran together to hide. When we were hidden, and I don't remember where we hid, we laid down, with me on top of him. He started to blow lightly on my lips, and I kissed him. This happened 2 or 3 more times. I also figured out the young man's name was Caleb.

Then, I was back in the store, and the lights were back on. I then got attacked by a middle-aged man. He was going to rape me. I yelled out..."Help me! HELP!!" over and over again. A lot of people just stared at me, but someone came and got him off of me before he could do anything. I tried to find Caleb, but couldn't. I then realized that I didn't have my cellphone with me, I still just had the big silver one. My mom found me, and we searched for my phone. I picked up a couple of other phones that looked like mine, but when I looked at the front screen, they had different backgrounds. I finally found mine, which, in the dream, had a background of a world map on the screen.

EDIT: There was a shooting on my campus today, and we are now on lockdown. Sounds like my dream was kind of precognitive....

I have a DJ gig to work, so I get my stuff together and go to this apartment building. The equipment is all in one matching green color (think Kawasaki's racing color), and uses alot of digital technology that I have yet to learn how to use. I have to break the rig down and set it up in another location. This place is not dangerous, but it is unfriendly. My brother is there to help me move some of this stuff. I leave a speaker and a stack of records sitting outside on the curb and go inside. Of course, it's not a friendly neighborhood, so the stuff is gone when I get back outside. I'm pissed. I go to complain to the building superintendent about the theft, and he does not really care...

REAL LIFE NON LUCID
(btw, I'm starting to structure my DJ like this from now on )

I went to bed tonight at around 9:45, and I'm pretty sure it took me only a couple of minutes to fall asleep. I did a WBTB at 4am, and recalled the following dreams:


1) I was stood in the little hallway/corridor that aeroplanes have in-between areas of seats or separating first class from second class. I was looking right, into the class area. There was a man sat in a large, leather armchair to the left. He had a lot of legroom, and I think he was drinking champagne. Has getting all of this kind treatment as his Father owned the travel company. A woman was sent out to see him, suddenly appearing behind his chair. His chair was now centred in the middle of the aisle, and so was the woman. The woman was old and withered, with a blue flowery dress and short, frizzy, black hair. She was screaming at him, asking him if he was grateful for all his Dad had done for him. She didn't give him a chance to speak, continuously asking the same questions. She had a very harsh voice, much like Howard Wolowitz' mother on The Big Bang Theory. After she stopped being so strange, his dad began to get extremely close to his face with a professional camera. He was moving fast and all other the place, to take pictures to remember the moment. He then shouted "You know what's important in Paparazzi!?!? TAKING THE PICTURES!" This made me and Richard (who was suddenly stood to my left) laugh.

2) I was in my school canteen, pondering over what to do, as I had forgotten my packed lunch I decided it'd be a good idea to queue up for the canteen kitchen and try to blag some food of the dinner ladies, as I felt I had the charm to do that. I was whole-heartedly planning to pay them back. When I reached the front of the queue, my favourite dinner lady Shirly was behind the brownies and other cakes. She looked the same as usual, but had some sort of green bandanna pulling back some of her hair, which looked strange as she's about 60 years old. I told her my situation, however she could not reply immediately due to the large amount of kids wanting to buy food. Eventually, there was a dip in the queue and she shook her head, telling me she "couldn't do that". However, she then continued to pick up 3 oat-cakes, stacked on top of eachother. She wrapped them up in the normal green/white stripy pieces of paper, and gave them to me. I was very grateful for this, and kept telling her how 'awesome' she was.

After receiving the oat-cakes, I walked out of the canteen kitchen and made my way to the far front-left door, where some of my friends would be standing. I stepped outside, but there wasn't anyone It was sunny outside, but heavy cloud cover was covering this up. It was warm however. I then saw some of my friends Jake, Matt and Jack by the far snack shack. I approached them.

Suddenly, I was halfway through the opened french doors to the school Gym. Me and Matt.C knew there were modelling auditions in there, so we thought we'd check it out I was first to step in, and approached a large number of girls in my school year. Most of these girls were naked in some way, the majority topless. I approached one of my female-friends (who's name will remain silent for obvious reasons XD) who was topless, and leaning backwards to look diagonal. It was SOOOO hot. She started talking to me, before looking right at me. She had larger tits than usual, and the nipple was brown...not that I'd know the usual colour

3) My friend Robbie is travelling from the Shetland Islands to Derby this year to go to the Bloodstock Metal festival. He has been asking me to come for a while, but unfortunately I cannot. We were talking on MSN, and I WAS planning on going. However, I was worried, and stated that it’d be very awkward as we’ve only ever talked on the internet. I was only planning on arriving at 4pm, therefore his theory was that he would be pissed by that time as he was arriving at 12pm, and he would be much more relaxed and it would not be awkward. He described it as being “nicely drunk”, and how it’s a nice feeling. He said this as if it made a change from being absolutely hammered


I went back to bed after 30 minutes of being awake. I had gone to the toilet, had a small sip of water, written notes of my previous dreams on my phone, and sat down relaxing, thinking about lucid dreaming. However, I did not have any luck. I feel this could be as I was almost forcing myself to be confident that I would lucid dream. In addition, this meant I did not fall straight back to sleep after 30 minutes - it took me about 5 minutes. After 5 minutes, I moved from laying on my back to laying in my comfortable position of on my side. I fell immediately asleep, unfortunately with no luck of a lucid dream I did however recall the following dreams in the morning...

4) I ran from my house to a local town, which is about 35 miles away, in 5 minutes . I took the route that I have used in the past to get to a local village about 2.5 miles away, however in place of a field was the town. I then ran from here to a train station, and from there to a large concrete bridge. This was right next to an Inn which my friends' band plays at occasionally. It was very wet and cloudy, and the area was extremely grey, creating a very dark atmosphere. However, I had just ran 35 miles and was very pleased with myself. Whilst stood around, I met a few of my classmates who had taken the train to get to the same place, and it had taken them 25 minutes. I began to boast to them about how much easier it is to run, as it takes such little time. I then began to consider having a regular running route to this town and back.

I was stood in the little hallway/corridor that aeroplanes have in-between areas of seats or separating first class from second class. I was looking right, into the class area. There was a man sat in a large, leather armchair to the left. He had a lot of legroom, and I think he was drinking champagne. Has getting all of this kind treatment as his Father owned the travel company. A woman was sent out to see him, suddenly appearing behind his chair. His chair was now centred in the middle of the aisle, and so was the woman. The woman was old and withered, with a blue flowery dress and short, frizzy, black hair. She was screaming at him, asking him if he was grateful for all his Dad had done for him. She didn't give him a chance to speak, continuously asking the same questions. She had a very harsh voice, much like Howard Wolowitz' mother on The Big Bang Theory. After she stopped being so strange, his dad began to get extremely close to his face with a professional camera. He was moving fast and all other the place, to take pictures to remember the moment. He then shouted "You know what's important in Paparazzi!?!? TAKING THE PICTURES!" This made me and Richard (who was suddenly stood to my left) laugh.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I was supposed to try an ISO tone last night, but I went to bed too late and was too tired. I'll get to bed at a normal time tonight and try it with WILD.

The first dream was short and un-detailed. I was at home, waiting for my Mum to return with Hungry Jack's (or Burger King). I went out the front to find a bag half the size of me, filled with our meals. I took mine.

In the second dream, I'm at an airport with my older brother and mum at night. I remember walking around an empty town / city.

The third dream was weird. I was in a small room. It looked like a arts & crafts storage room. It had white walls, as do most rooms in my dreams. I saw a man leaning against the door. He was trying to get away from from a ghost. The ghost wasn't really a ghost; it was a figure made with the items in the room. The man pulled up a pair of scissors. I see, outside the room, a girl reaching through the door and grabbing them. I don't see what happens next, but I fear the man, with no weapon, was killed by the ghost.

The fourth dream was quite vivid. I had gotten a new keyboard (musical instrument, not computer keyboard). It was attached to a TV. Both the TV and keyboard were old and dusty. I remember the telly was brown and analogue. They were both mounted in the middle of a room. The telly was in the middle of, behind and above the keyboard. I walked up to it and filled with a switch. This dream was vivid, but also short.

In the final dream I only remember being in my bedroom, walking to my pencil case in the cupboard and finding some old chocolate. I pondered for a few moments before deciding to take it.

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Feb 13, 2011
Nonlucid
Dream1: Egyptian Honey

Some other dream stuff happened but I was in a parking lot next to a large field. There were random people around doing stuff. A girl in a white shirt and white sorts runs to get a tennis ball that has gone over the short fence. She runs to the fence and bends over it. This is a little sexy so I watch to see how this develops. She bends way over now obviously teasing someone, I am pretty far away. Then I see that I can see somewhat through her shorts, just a blackish area under her shorts where white underwear should be. I wonder if I should be watching so obviously but I did’t care.

Then she runs to some friends and I sit with them too. There is an older woman about 30 with about 4 tweens sitting around like she is talking about something. She is talking about Egyptian honey and is showing everyone the jar of it. I realize she has no shorts on and her privates are showing! Again I wonder if I should stare but this time the girl across the way sees me and gives me a glare so I listen to this story. The lady says about the honey it is “so dry one taste and you’ll have to drink water nonstop!” In reference to how drying this honey is I said, “They used this to dry out mummies.” They all looked at me like “who said you could contribute stupid comments?” Feeling this I doubted my comments and said, “oh I think they used salt.” They all looked at me like that was just as unlikely and were going to ignore me now.

Upon awakening I realized I was right though. The Egyptian did use honey in some of their embalming but primarily used salt.


Dream 2: Star Trek

Nonlucid I had enough lucidity to realize this was a dream but not enough to control anything.

I find myself I a room with a group of people that see themselves as all dear friends and there was just some kind of toast to this friendship and the journey. I then decided this was all nice but I should leave. I walked out to the big wooden double doors. As I started to push a door open another guy in a strange Star Trek like clothing was also doing the same and said, “Excuse me” with a big friendly smile. He reminded me of Riker from Star Trek but it wasn’t him. I thought maybe they were all there after a long space mission and this was their welcome back celebration. I thought of how great it would be to have memories of such a great thing. Once I wished to have these memories pictures and emotions of me with various people on a Star Trek type bridge and in hallways. It was all very intense and shocking, I staggered as if sick or hit with a gunshot. The emotions were happy, friendly, and had a touch of reminiscence to them. I was overcome by these emotions and started to cry profusely, it was the sheer power and number of emotions. Crying my eyes out I had to sit down and sat at one of the finely decorated tables. Some guy in a tux or something came over to see if I was OK I said “sure I’ll be OK.” Then I took a moment to think about what just happened and if I wanted to “remember” any more.
I drifted off into a grayish darkness and shortly woke up.

im in some mall with 3 friends from my old school.
we walk around causing mayhem, eventually they are about to watch a movie in the mall. i say i cant, i have school the next day so i need to sleep its 11:30.

jump to the same mall im with a friend ive been hanging out with a lot recently, and he points to a girl and says her name, but i cant understand it. it sounds like an alarm.
then i get woken up by my alarm.

(a dream from a few years back don't exactly remember when)

It started with me walking in an unidentifiable area when a random guy walked by and said something along the lines of "what is that under your shirt" I look down to see a lump under my right arm. I lift up my shirt to see that there is a small undeveloped third arm (about 2min long) growing out of my side.

While at first it creeped me out, I was soon trying to see if I could move it. It was hard and awkward, (like writing with my left hand). After a little while I was able to reach into my pocket and take out my pocket watch (which I actually had at the time in real life). But I was becoming frustrated because it was so hard to move it the way I wanted.

I have the thought that since the arm was new that it was just a baby arm or something, and that if it grew I would be able to control it. Another random passerby suggested that I electrocute my arm to stimulate the cells into growing.

I began to carry around jumper cables and shock it every 10min or so.

By the end of the dream it had grown passed the elbow of my right arm and I had full control of it.

That was when I woke up.
There was more to the dream that I did not remember involving a train and Skexies from the Dark Crystal. But after awakening I could not connect the ideas.

After I woke up I felt it like a phantom limb for nearly 2hrs.

(Dream is a few years old, but just found this site ^_^)

It started out as a festival that my village had every year (my village having a striking resemblance to a slightly decorated version of an apartment complex my dad used to live at XD) and everything was going according to plan and tradition.

I was then approached by one of the leaders of the village that was organizing the festival and was asked if I would be part of a reenactment of the ancient story that our village had the festival in honor of, where the Ice Princess vanquished the oppressive lava lord to free our village from tyranny. She asked if I would play the ice princess since I was the best swordsman in the village. I agreed even though I did not like the idea of wearing a dress.

I started out on one side of a long skinny bridge that was ice-like on one side and lava-like on the other. (I say ice/lava-like since it was not actually hot or cold but just looked like the elements). It met as a circle in the middle where there was an ice and lava orb on pedestals on either side of the circle. I somehow suddenly knew that I had to destroy the lava orb in order to win the match. I was dressed in ridiculously accurate clothing to the myth.

Then my opponent entered, and I became extremely curious as to who they chose to face me. As he came to the lava side of the bridge I saw that is was one of my friends from my sword fighting class. I laughed a little since I taught him everything he knows about the sword. He also was dressed in ridiculously accurate and well made clothing, he looked like the real dictator.

I could see on his face that he was nervous and asked me to take it easy on him. He laughed lightly, and I told him that there was no way I would have mercy on the lava lord. We both laughed at the idea, and walked toward the center of the bridge. We drew our swords and the match began. I was way over confident and attacked first, pushing us into the lava section. He easily blocked and the onslaught began.

He somehow drew six swords and began to attack with all of them at once. It took everything I had just to keep him from striking me. He seemed surprised that I was able to hold him off. I quickly realized that his power increased in the lava section, so I decided to draw him into the ice section. I began to fall back to draw him into the ice section, and he seemed to be taking the bait. I was able to take the offensive and get some hits in.

I was winning for only a short while, he seemed to be growing stronger. I was almost back where I started when she stopped attacking. He looked behind him, back at me, and then turned and ran toward my orb. He hit the orb a good five times before I chased him off of it. I looked at the orb and it was riddled with cracks.

Suddenly there were three anonymous judges there to say whether it counted as my orb being destroyed or not. I just looked at them and said "come on..." and right then a huge hunk fell off of it. The motioned that I lost and the fake lava lord began to drag my into the building on the lava side of the bridge. I pretended that I was scared and frightened for the sake of the reenactment, but as soon as we got in I playfully shoved my friend and asked him how he could beat me. He said that he cheated and that it was rigged all along for me to loose because they thought it would be funny. The lava section had slowly eaten away at the ice section of the field making me weaker and him stronger. (As for the six swords thing, the only explanation is that he was cheating XD)

For whatever reason we had a fake funeral for me to add to the joke, but then they decided to reenact the actual story for the sake of the festival. I was fine with that, I wanted a rematch.

I came to the bridge again and looked across to the other side. I was shocked to see it was the real lava lord the legend spoke of, and he reacted to seeing me as well. He points to me and says "I have found you ice princess." I was so confused and shocked that I just said "What, no! I'm not--" he grabbed me and jumped onto a flying chariot that flew by. I screamed and everyone in the village seemed to be freaking out.

That is where I woke up.