non-lucid

I found 4 very hot, naked pictures of a female friend. I foudn them on an iPhone, or something like that. I remember finding the picture wonderful, however I was busy and didn't have time to appreciate them fully. Her name will not be mentioned here, in case she reads this

I was playing Minecraft on a server with my friends Dan. S, Katherine. S, Jonny. H and Charlie. G. I think I was using a texture pack of some sort, as the graphics seemed much better than usual. I was actually inside the game, therefore I wasn't looking at a computer screen. It was day time on the game. The area I was in was very pretty, and was in the middle of a forest. There was beautiful green grass, and trees surrounding me about 20 blocks high. Further back, there were no trees, and I could see a beautiful blue sky. My friends and I had each made our own house, and they were lined up horizontally with only a couple of blocks of space between each other. They were all made out of wood. I was talking to Katherine about something, but left the conversation so that I could go and collect wood from trees. I wondered off into the open section of the forest. We were not typing using Minecraft's chat system, therefore I presume we were communicating on Skype.

I don't remember gathering wood in the end, but I remember stealing items and destroying Jonny's house. I don't remember details of the event, but remember feeling excited after doing it. However, shortly after Jonny approached me. It now seemed we had left our Minecraft characters and were real life people inside the Minecraft world. He seemed upset, and bluntly told me he knew that I had grieved his house. He then said something weird like "You have obviously taken the wrong path", suggesting I have become a horrible person. However, he didn't seem too angry. In fact, he seemed to feel slightly sorry for me. He also seemed embarrassed, as his face was quite red.

I was now in Charlie's house, and I had recorded a message on his mobile phone and changed it to his ring tone. It had been a private and reoccurring joke in the dream, however I do not remember what the message said; however, I presume it was rude, as he started to get annoyed about it. I think it had something to do with his Mother. He told me to stop, so I did.

Well I had a grandfathered dream journal on the forums, but I havn't been on in two years, so thought I would start again properly here.

I really need to get back to recording my dreams daily, as I remember multiple dreams for every night but i'm always too lazy to write them down so I forget them. Would love to get back into progress with lucid dreams too. I've had a few, but not many, and none in AGES.

Ok well i'll just start by recording a few snippets from last night.

Underage
I had gone out with some of my uni friends to a bar in town, but when we got there I realised I didnt have my id on me. We were all sitting around this table chatting. I wasnt drinking anyway but my friends were. On this table next to us these girls started talking to us, and then one of them all of a sudden demanded that we show our id. Apparently she worked there. I had a massive argument with her as I did not have my id but I wasnt drinking anyway. In the end she walked off and didnt come back. We stayed there a little bit longer, but I was feeling quite ill so wanted to go home. (Am il at the moment in real life, often seeps into my dreams when I am)

The longest journey
I was travelling back early evening from somewhere. It was a reallly long journey. I was walking across this long expanse of beach and it seemed to stretch forever into the distance. Very isolated scenery, couldn't see anyone anywhere. Eventually I neared the end of it. Then I got confused about which direction to take. I chose the one that I thought was right but found that I had taken the wrong turning. It was a dead end. At the end of the path was someones house, and someone was in the garden. I quickly retreated. I didnt want to be seen. When I got back to the crossroads I found that I was standing on a high ledge and had to climb down this rocky slope. I found the safest side and climbed down. Then I was faced with a short jump across a hole in the ground which was filled with some lavery like liquid. I jumped across it and kept walking. However I was aware that I was running against time and that the lava was slowly rising to the top and would soon spill out and chase me.

Tiny snippets

- arrived back at my family home to find presents and cards waiting for me even though my birthday had already happened. There was a present from someone which was anonymous, there was no name or anything. It was a long tshirt with RAVE written on it. I really wanted to know who it was from. I was hoping it was from this guy I liked but I doubted it.

I was in my GCSE Music exam, however instead of being in an exam hall like usual, I was sat near the back of Mrs. Long's classroom. It felt very casual, as if nobody cared about their GCSE, including the teachers. The exam started with an extract being played, however me and my peers were simply mucking about and not paying attention. I had my headphones in and was listening to my my own choice of music. I think Mr. Brown, a member of Senior staff in my school, walked in and caught me with my iPod on. He kicked me out of the exam, and I was very angry.

I was inside a television program, and I'm pretty sure it was South Park, as I was with a character who I'm almost 100% was Cartman
We were outside in the middle of the night, in the middle of a field. We walked towards the end of the field until we got to a very large oak tree. We looked around where the roots were, to find a large ditch with a morbidly obese man. He looked about 150 stone (and I'm not exaggerating) and he looked a bit like King Jabu Jabu from Zelda: Ocarina of time Cartman and I had travelled specifically to see this fat man. Suddenly, lighting struck incredibly loudly, and I screamed a very high pitched scream. Then I woke up, and was convinced I had screamed outside of my dream, however after a minute or two it became obvious that I hadn't.

4 feb 11 I remember having sex with Sarah Silverman

5 feb 11 Chase dream...I stole some money from Ja Rule and ran from him until I came up to a dead end. Decided to wake up once he caught up to me because he had a gun, and I wasn't even sure I was dreaming or not.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I guess I'm a bit sexually frustrated. This was one rare set of dreams I just had. Has only happened three times during 1½ years.

04.25: Sleep

11.30: Work and dirty stuff #1
I'm outside of work and it's getting dark. I'm working over my shift, but I have to get something done before I go. An excavator is right there infront of me and I decide I need it to move a few boulders that are in the way. I get in and start moving huge slabs of rock. It goes smoothly, even though I haven't done it before, and all the rocks are pushed to the side. I spot a few fences that needs picking up. I try to pick one up that is lying down but it's alot harder than the rocks. A car is just next to it and I don't want to break the car. I finally get it right and start to pull it back. The car gets dragged along with it and I realise a small corner of the fence is stuck on the front of the car.

I let everything go but the car continues to roll. With a small "crack" it backs right into a pole. I get out and check the damage. Two of the four lights are broken. "Uh oh" I say to my coworkers around me. We all head up to the office to change. I walk up to my boss and tell him what I've accidentaly done. "Don't worry, Fredrik did that before you, so you didn't break it" he tells me. My other boss (Fredrik) comes up to me and smiles. I relax and head back to the locker room

Spoiler for Explicit 18+:

I must have walked into a party because all around the lockers, people are dressed up in nice clothes and are dancing. The locker room looks just like the one in my previous school. I try to head out but two girls block my path. I recognise them. One was from highschool and one from College. "Hi Matte, how are you?" The dark-haired one from highschool asks me. "I'm good, thanks, and you?" I ask back and look behind me. I don't have time for this. I look back and inspect them more closely and I realise they have no pants or panties on. Obviously they want me to look as they don't shy away, a great sight. "We're very good" the same girl says and licks her lips. Her eyes are glossy and I realise she's drunk, and horny. I take a step closer and put a hand on each girl. "Oh yeah, is that so?" I ask as I touch them. Both shaven, the talkative one very wet. I start to do circles with my fingers and they moan in ecstacy.

11.30: Work and dirty stuff #2]
I'm at work once again. I check my phone as I head towards the establishment. No text message from Monica. It's around 1'o clock and she hasn't texted yet, weird. A guy shows up next to me and heads for the nearest car, parked liked a douche. "Idiot" I think and start to run. After a minute of running I arrive at the neighbouring construction site. I run through all the pillars and say hi to one of the disciples there. I spot a small dog tied up to a pole. I arrive at some kind of food station. I grab a plate and start to put masses of food on it. I grab another one and do the same. I need to make sure I get enough for both Monica and me. I drop one of the plates and a wooden spoon in the dirty snow. I grab it and try to clean it off. Sand still clings to it. "You can't dishwash it at the dishwashing station" an old man tells me and points uphill. I head up the ramp and out of the site. I spot an offline dishwashing machine. It's got conveyer belts and all kinds of contraptions. I put the dishes on the belt and pull a lever so it says "1" instead of "0". The machine starts and I run along the windows to look at what's going on inside. I spot a long conveyer belt filled with plates of different kinds of food. Suddenly two plates collide and crash. Cucumber goes everywhere and I run back to the dishwasher and turn it off. I check if there's been any more damage done, only one more plate had crashed.

The dream skips. I'm almost waking up, but decide to induce a sexdream for some reason. I don't go back lucid though.

A blonde girl is sitting ontop, with her back facing me. My point of view changes from 1st person to 3rd person as I pick up the speed. Soon we both climax and she gets off and disappears. I lie there infront of the work building and just relax for a while. I realise I can't do this. "What if Monica finds out?" I think and start to put on my clothes. A very short, short- and black haired girl with piercings walk up to me as I'm sitting there. "Are you Matte?" she asks me. I tell her I am. A foot suddenly appears infront of me and I grab it inches from my face. She tries to kick me over and over and I laugh as I grab her leg. "What are you doing?" I ask her. "You're being a jerk to Monica!" she yells at me and tries to punch me. I dodge the punch and get some kind of card to look at. There are alot of options, but I can't recall what it said.

11.30: Fragment
*I'm wrestling my unce with my brother. I've got him in a chokehold from behind and he's got one on my brother. We've got the upper hand though, and I can see the fury in his eyes. They are actually getting red. I don't want to piss him off too much. "He's not angry yet, you don't want to see him angry" my brother tells me. We slowly let him go and back away.

11.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements before bed: None

That's it! My subconscious will always get me if I cheat.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream Lucid Me DC

Fragment 1
I´m supposed to play drums in front of audience. I´m really nervous, because I have no idea how to play them. In the end, I play them quite well.

Fragment 2
I "wake up" in some weird place. Later a woman tells me and some other kids how to create a planet. I make my own planets rivers green, roads grey and uphill and animals small helicopters. (Lol.)

Fragment 3
I´m on some balcony with my father.

Fragment 4
Only thing I remember is, that it had something to do with lucid dreaming, probably me talking about it with someone.

There was something about cats, but I can't remember. I was also looking at youtube about martial-arts dancers, and how they could do 360 splits on metal fences. I also starting putting eyeliner on in pink and purple (ew).

I also "woke up" in my room, knowing I'm dreaming, and once again found it very difficult to move. I'm not quite sure what happened after I managed to get up. Who knows?

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of January 4-5, 2011.]

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

I'm flying around a large, elaborate, indoor shopping mall that has an upstairs and a downstairs level. [I don't remember how I became lucid, but I did.] Like real malls I've been to with upstairs and downstairs levels, there are lots of open spaces connecting the two. I fly down through one of them to get into the lower level and explore it. Some of the people who are in the mall see me flying, and I talk to some of them.

The lower level is completely enclosed with no windows. It's all painted off-white and appears to be mostly offices, rather than shops. When I get into this enclosed area, I start walking. I encounter a female DC and we start talking. At one point, I actually tell her, “You're a dream character!” She either ignores this or doesn't hear me, I don't know which.

While exploring the corridors and passageways of this enclosed lower level, I find a door that is an entrance to the Arlington Theater. [Although I identified it as such, it didn't quite look like that in the dream. It looked like a big theater for live performances, but without the decorative, themed walls, and even bigger and wider than the real one.] When I enter the theater, I exclaim, “I was looking for this place!” Then it occurs to me, Couldn't you have used an ability to get here faster, rather than just searching for it? I go to take an empty seat next to some of my high school friends. The performance we're watching is a live-action version of Jaws. At the end, I walk up to the very front of the theater and take a picture of the audience.

Then, I feel a need to start floating upward, just like a helium balloon, so I allow myself to. The ceiling of the theater is made up of several layers of pieces of canvas stretched out with ropes. I make my way between the pieces of canvas, sometimes detaching a corner and folding it back, until I float out of the building and into the sky.

The next thing I remember is being on a street corner. My dad and sister bicycle past me and tell me to stop at the corner before crossing the street, to be safe. I say yes, I will. I walk along the road I'm on. I think vaguely of trying to do something else cool, like run really fast, but I don't do it. I look at a photo [presumably the one I took of the audience in the theater; I'm working off brief handwritten notes here] in what I at first think is reality before I figure out that it must still be in my head, because I know that I was dreaming when I took that picture.

While still outside on the street [I think; not sure of the specifics of the transition here], I suddenly find that I'm lying down, and my entire body is vibrating. When I look up and to my left, I see a sleep paralysis monitor. It's measuring how much I'm vibrating. It looks like an oscilloscope, kind of like this one, only in the dream, the screen is all black and there's only one bright-green line across it, that grows thicker and takes up more of the screen as the SP intensifies. Below that line is a numeric readout, also bright-green, that jumps from 40% to 88% as I watch. Below the numbers, I see the words “You did it!” appear on the screen.

So this is what sleep paralysis feels like, I think. I know what it is, but I'm still just a little freaked out by the all-over, shaking, vibrating sensation. I realized that I had to be waking up and thought, No! I don't want to wake up yet! Go back! I tried to DEILD, but I couldn't think of a scene to visualize, nor could I calm myself down enough to visualize one. Eventually, the feeling went away, and I was awake and back to normal. [First time I've ever woken up into SP. Very interesting.]

When I went back to sleep after that, I had another non-lucid dream. This time, I'm in my church. The room seems to be the same size and shape as it is in reality, but lots of things about it are different. The piano is front and center [rather than off to the side], and I'm sitting a few feet behind the piano bench, with my chair up against the windows that form the front wall of the room. I'm watching Wendi play the piano. We talk to each other about something. We're attending Betty's memorial service [which was held the Saturday after I had this dream, and I knew that both Wendi and I were planning to attend].

Later, when we're at the burial service, I look down into the box that forms the underground enclosure for the coffin, and I can see furniture inside it.

After the service, I leave the church building. Outside it is a big, complex interchange of road overpasses and underpasses that spans across a straight main road. Airplanes are using this main road as a makeshift runway. I walk across one of the overpasses with my family to get to the overpass on the other side.

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Side notes:
This was the second night that I wrote down a goal before going to bed. This time, I wrote: “Goal: become lucid, look around at scene, make sure it's stable, then see what other verbal commands I can use.” This time, I accomplished the first two, but forgot about the second two. So far, based on two nights of experience, my working hypothesis is that writing down my goals is definitely helping me to achieve them, but that in the future, my goals should only consist of one or two actions at most, not three or four, because I don't seem to be remembering more than two.

Thursday Feb 3. 2011

Shelled Aliens
Recall: 8/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm sitting in class when I notice some gymnasts in the hall. They flip and tumble by the open door of the class giving my a good view of their crotches in those tights, and I make appreciative comments to my friends. Then we notice a female weight lifter at the end of the hall. She has a dumbell and is approaching us doing a series of repetitive moves. Her body is also mostly covered in a large blue tattoo, and I comment that she kind of looks like the hulk. My friends tell me to call here that, but I say "No way! She'd probably kick my ass!"

I leave class and pass a group of people in the hallway chanting "I'm a slut" over and over again. I somehow reach the conclusion this is a result of alien mind control, and go outside to look for the space ships. I don't see any UFOs, but find some seashells that I put to my ear, thinking I might hear the alien mind control signal. I only hear the seashell sound of the ocean.

When I look up from the shells, I'm on the grassy part between two highway lanes. The grassy part I'm standing on is overrun by colorful 9 foot tall mollusk shells, moving about. Some are red with purple, others bright green and blue, others purple and orange. These shells contain the aliens.

I avoid the aliens and keep going until I meet up with two army guys. Together we go to a little suburb where everyone has been killed by the aliens. The army guys pick the smallest shack of a house and try to break in from the backyard to set up a base. While they try to break in, one of them gets shot.

They surviving soldier pulls out a sandwich baggie full of different pills and begins to pop some.

I was dreaming of President Obama. I don't remember much but just that there was something he was doing that I didn't like. Gosh, I wish I could remember.

I was washing dishes and found $50 in the water.

While I lay in bed after waking I had a dream about a choir singing at Gesu. They were singing very strange verses. I could tell I made them up. I didn't really become lucid, this was hardly even a dream, kind of just imagery. I sort of realized I was laying in bed thinking all this but I wasn't even really there, it was just an image.

I had a dream where I was hanging out with Nick. Before that I was writing some music with Brad. Nick kept wanting to make more food. I told him I needed to go to Durdel's to get some strings. It was 6:40 and I said we needed to go now to get there before they closed. I was thinking it was sunday even though the're closed on sounday. Nick wanted to make one more thing to eat first. He handed me a fruit by the foot and told me he'd drive and loan me the money to buy them if he could(for some reason I thought we had to go to his house to get my money). I said fine. He put something in the oven. I checked it a minute later and the fruit by the foot was in there sizzling yellow goo(I think he origianllay put something cheesey in there). I told him it was done. He said I dunno before he even looked. Then he checked and the goo sixxled up and hit him in the face. He winced in pain and closed his eyes. He had the tea kettle on and it was shooting out water.

It was 6:45 now and I told him we had to leave in the next 3 minutes or we'd never make it. He said give him 6 and I said alright for some reason. I looked in the driveway and saw my car there and not his and I said I'll just drive. Then it was 6:49 and I noticed I was wearing pajama pants and a ratty sweater. I ran upstairs to change. I put on some pants and decided the sweater was alright since I was just going to the store. I found a bunch of money in my pants. My room was extremely messy and reminded me of the table in Nick's basement.