non-lucid

This was several days ago...


The dream starts out in an alternative version of the Grand Canyon. Surrounding the canyon are several stores and neighborhoods. I get to know these places very well in my stay there. The beginning is a bit hazy, I know that I am looking for my mother. I am far out somewhere in the desert, far from the canyon itself. I know to find her I will need help. I am having trouble grounding myself so I can perform a proper search. I am not lucid. Somehow I come into contact with an army of baby sea turtles. I am hovering up in the air but not flying, just watching. There are thousands of them just crawling along the desert floor. I think I wanted them to help me, but they just kept on to their destination.

Time passes and I am feeling more grounded. I guess maybe I was searching for the canyon itself. I spent a long time wandering in the desert, sometimes flying and sometimes walking. Just searching rather aimlessly. There is a period of the dream I don't remember, and eventually I find the canyon and the city surrounding it. I fly above the city at night, this is still non lucid and not all that vivid. I've got this feeling like I'm trying to ground myself to the dream, so I can search for my mother properly. But it's really difficult and I'm more hovering then flying, trying to find my way down.

Another period I don't remember, and here is where things get interesting. Dream becomes vivid (as vivid as they come!). Still not lucid. I am on the ground in this city surrounding the canyon. I know I've got to find my mother. The first time I try, I find a pay phone and attempt to call her. A gun appears from within the pay phone and it begins shooting at me on its own. I have to run to escape the bullets. Another time I try to use the same pay phone, and a man with a machine gun is up on a hill and starts shooting at me. Every time I try to find her, something stops me.

Eventually I find my mother. I am walking along a hill and look down at a Lowe's parking lot. I can see her outside in the lot, helping men unload some boxes from a truck. I don't feel relieved to have found her. I go down and try talking to her. But it just doesn't feel right. She looks like my mother but after talking to her, I know she isn't. I become convinced that I am in a dream. I want to wake up so I can find her.

This is my first time switching realities.

I wake up in a house that I have never seen before. I walk to the kitchen and my mom, her boyfriend (ex-boyfriend in real life) and my best friend are all in there making breakfast. I am so glad to have woken up! I tell my mom about the dream. She does not respond as I would expect. I refer to this as reality one, with the GC being reality two.

Switch back to the Grand Canyon. I am really frustrated now. I had just woken up (still under the assumption that reality one is real life). I now know this is a dream for sure and I feel like somehow I've fallen back asleep after just waking up. Still not lucid. Although I believe this to be a dream I am still left wanting to search for my mother. I don't really know why, but its the whole point of this dream. I spend time searching and find her near a restaurant. We talk for a while but it is so upsetting to talk to this woman who looks like my mother but really isn't. I try to tell her about how I am dreaming and want to wake up, but she tries to convince me that THIS reality is real. I start to feel like she is trying to harm me in some way, this imposer. We are near the edge of the canyon and I run away from her and leap into the air, flying away.

Switch.

I "wake up" again. I am back in this unfamiliar house. It is just my mom and her boyfriend now. Despite the fact that I can't recall actually waking up in this house (like in my bed), we are talking in the kitchen and it feels like real life. I am talking about my dream and how someone needs to watch and make sure I don't fall back asleep again, because I am having a bad dream when I sleep. My mother says something about how this is real life, and she is saying the same thing she said to me in the Grand Canyon. Realizing I am still dreaming, I switch.

In the Grand Canyon I have little to do now, because I don't want to find my mother. In fact, now she is searching for me. I don't want to talk to this woman who looks like my mother but really isn't. I just want to wake up. Reality one doesn't feel real anymore. I want to wake up for real. I wander around a lot, just flying at sunset, walking in and out of stores, etc. A man offers me a job at Lowe's and I take it, to help pass the time. I work at check-out.

Switch.

The important part of this switch is that after speaking to this woman who looks like my mother, I start to realize that she knows too much about the Grand Canyon. She knows what I am not saying out loud. I become convinced that this woman is MAKING me switch realities. She keeps telling me I am awake. I start to play along, knowing I need to find my own way out.

Switch.

One day I am taking a walk in a neighborhood in the Grand Canyon. I have nothing to do and spend all my time walking. I meet a man and I think I already know him, probably from work. He's really sweet. He walks with me and we talk. Part of me feels bad for leading this guy on, making him think we are developing a friendship when really I know I am dreaming and he isn't real. He knows there is something going on but I don't want to explain. The more time that passes here, the more I start to feel like the Grand Canyon might not be a dream. Maybe I am awake.

Many more times I switch. More and more I forget what place is a dream, I don't have a concept of reality anymore. I begin a relationship with the man I take my walks with. It doesn't feel like such a lie, anymore. It feels real.

One time when switching I send an e-mail to the Grand Canyon, from reality one. I want to see if it goes through. I want to know if I am dreaming so badly. I want to know if the man I am dating is real.

I never get a chance to read the e-mail. Reality three is fully lucid. I am in a large city and spend most of my time in the library there. I fly around a lot, over snow covered mountains at night. I tell everyone I meet about how I have been dreaming for weeks and want to wake up. Never so badly in my life have I wanted out of a dream. I feel like I've been gone forever. I try my techniques for waking up but they just don't work. I have little control. It's extremely vivid.

I false awaken five times. In this reality three, I know that in real life (finally I grasp on reality!) my cell phone alarm is going to go off at some point and wake me up. All I want is to wake up. Eventually I do, and real life has never felt so good. Thank you, cell phone.


This took place over a twenty minute period. I felt like I was gone for two months. I have written all this down, leaving out so much, but I don't feel any better. I feel like I should have woken up in March instead of January. I feel like I could work at Lowe's now and do a damn fine job.

I had work today and afterwords I went up to the 5th floor and crashed on the couch.Once I was out I saw some cloudy snap shots of red soil, wire fences, and trees, I think...maybe bushes? I heard some whispers, tears, and laughter. Vague outlines of shapes, human and otherwise. A gray light/fog rolled into the scene, and all the voices and surroundings disappeared. I was walking in an empty cove momentarily when the well defined silhouette of someone I know came into view. As he walked a voice say, 'walk with wolves in darkness.' Then I woke up.

I don't know what else to say, it was a really short dream, but it startled me. Weird.

I had a dream where I was hunting for something. I went on a trip with just,myself and some belongings, and hiked through various terrains until I got there. I wanted to explore this land and find a way to get to my dad? Or someone else i cared for. I nearly fell off a cliff, but grabbed hold of something and searched for a way to get out of the terrain i was on. I went through grass, dirt and water, then snow, didnt want to touch the snow cause i had a feeling something terrible would happen if I did. I wanted to find a way out of the snow cause it seemed so vast. I was wondering if i was getting closer to finding him or not, but had a vague feeling that i was.

Found a place with some stairs that led no where. Saw other people taking stair to a different terrain, and went back up the stairs and saw many people passing by.There was a fence, a small road, and steps that looked like something, but i wasnt sure whether i wanted to get there or not. Found some kind of terrain, and sat down and pulled out what was supposed to be a 3d map of the hill i was on. Couldnt put it together right and found one piece i was curious about. When i touched it, I found myself in a dark and warm room that looked familiar.

Dads close by i think, i said, and Saw a card saying you grow up so fast, and opened it. The year said 1992, but when i saw it i looked much older then my age at that time. I touched the image and was in an energetic place where people were dressed up in funny costumes, and the crowd was massive. I was with my family and it looked like we were in some sort of giant amusement/cartoon park. It vaguely reminded me of a huge cirque du soleil in san francisco. The woman was telling me or my sister to move out of the way. We kept on cutting her off. I was confused, didnt know what she meant. Then i looked up and was in place that said frisco. There was some apartments and i saw a door that i recognized. Dads here i think, or someone. Some shadows ran by me, and i was curious how far i had gone. I was with someone close to me. I was wondering if i still was in the bay area. I woke up

I was just checking out some dreams that I had typed up elsewhere a long time ago, and decided to put them on here.

This first one occurred at the beginning of last year. It was very intense...


I had this one dream today that was kind of foggy. I was with this one guy I know from work and we were talking about something, but I dont really know what. I think we were just walking or standing and there were two cement blocks on either side of this creek/ river thing. And two teams were on them. One had the San Francisco Giants, and the other New York or something like that. I think the guy I was with was talking about who would win in a game or something.

Another dream I had occurred the night I saw Nine. That one was really clear, I remembered it almost to the last detail. It was crazy. Anyhow what I remember of it was this. I was laying down feeling really, sick, hot, cold, and uneasy and woke up to find my self on a white sleeping bag in some type of grassy pasture. When I looked around me, I saw a bunch of shadows, and a series of whit sleeping bags in a circle. Although most of the sleeping bags were empty, there was one where a acquaintance I just met was sleeping. He woke up and asked me what was wrong, and I told him I needed to take a walk and gain my bearings. When I got up, I had a huge stomach, and was a little off balance, but my acquaintance soon joined me and we walked along this path that led through some white apartments. Each apartment had a plot of ground, and each plot of grass had a sign. When we came to one of the last plots I saw a gravestone with my name on it, and I began to shiver. What does that mean? I asked? I'm not dead am I? The doctor said I had at least two years. Im not gonna die, its not that bad is it? I said that to the guy, and he said I was alive and that I would get over my sickness soon, so I needn't worry about dying. Then he pulled me in an embrace and I began to cry, before slowing my breathing and just leaning into him.

After a bit more walking, we came to a white tower with a partially closed door. When we got in side, I saw a spiraling staircase leading to the top of the tower. There was no grass here, just brown dirt, walls, webs, and a pair of black shoes. It looked as if no one had been in it for a while. When I looked at the black shoes one of them had Big black spiders inside of it and I dropped it right away. I said I didn't want to touch the spiders, and he shook them out or something. I still didn't put on the shoe, but then he took my hand, and we started to walk up the steps.

Then I was back in the grassy pasture. I woke up and looked around, but there was no one there. I was worried about the man, and saw a picture of him with a little boy whom I was also concerned for. I wasn't feeling so sick, and I walked along the same path that I had done before. There were no signs this time, but the tower was still there. And when I went into it, I saw four weird looking creatures, and white shoes with a few spiders. I lased a weird creature, and then closed my eyes. I felt another prescence in the tower and when I opened my eyes, the man who I had just been thinking about was there. He kneeled down to my level and put his hand on my leg, saying that I had hit the kid. I said I didn't know, I didn't see, and asked if he was ok. The little boy appeared from behind my acquaintance quite unharmed and gave me a hug. The man said of course, and he and boy started to walk away. I picked up the white shoes and shook out the small spiders, and slipped them on my feet. When I looked up they were almost out of sight.

I took my first step up the tower, and woke up.

I keep dreaming about this guy, who I've never met before. And in the dream, we were just hanging out, and i can't remember what happens next, but he's gone, and then I wake up. In my dream I was really happy with him, but when I wake up, I have a feeling of longing. But I've never even met the guy. Weird?

Something has affected the masses of society, so I escape to the mountains with my friend Dustin. We "hideout" in a classic log cabin, complete with a thigh-high wooden fence surrounding it. I wouldn’t be surprised if Lincoln built it, but he probably didn’t.

Dustin and I are hiding up and away from the rest of civilization because something vague, yet dangerous has befallen mankind. We’re not sure of what it is, or how we’re aware of it, but once we find our supposed ‘solitude’ in the mountains things start to unravel. I should note that this Dustin wasn’t anything like the Dustin I know, except for the fact he looked just like him. This Dustin is immediately hostile toward me, and advances upon me outside of the cabin, and he ends up instigating a dream battle between us.

We grapple at first. To the casual observer it looks as we’re yanking each other around or shoving one another, almost as if we were “Indian Wrestling.” It is interesting to note that it was mostly Dustin attacking me. My end of the “physical” battle consisted only of defensive blocks. My offensive combat are more clever and creative (mind-oriented) whereas Dustin resorts to grunt physical movements (body-oriented). I spend most of the dream battle antagonizing Dustin verbally. My assault consists solely of insults, sarcasm, jokes, and a lot of laughter… everything I say makes Dustin angrier and causes him to retaliate stronger. I counter his punches and kicks expertly, which makes him angrier. I even allow him to land a few of his blows, all the while laughing and instigating.

I am winning the battle even though I haven’t landed a single physical blow. I believe this is because my verbal assault distracts his attention and focus, which gives ME more power. Dustin grows weaker as he spends more energy on physical attacks. I back him up against the short fence and all while talking to him, I execute my first physical assault, which is to pushhim over the short fence. He topples backward over it awkwardly, but not painfully, it was more embarrassing than anything. I have won the battle because Dustin has been made to look like a fool.

We both know that I have won, we seem to both understand the unspoken rules of the battle. I laugh in victory, which pours salt into Dustin's wound as he, upset on the other side of the fence and covered in actual dust, makes a quick movement and draws a firearm from his side. He fires the pistol at me once, as I feel a bullet tear through me. My laughter stops. I am not hurt. I'm not exactly shocked or surprised that I am shot, as I seemed to anticipate it earlier, but I am more disgusted/disappointed at the "cheap shot" (lol get it) after the end of the battle.

I touch my stomach where I am shot, and look down at my bloody hands. I shake my head at Dustin, and fall to my knees muttering snidely something about his inability for honor. I laugh again. I am mortally wounded, though I do not die before I wake up.

This dream is one I had quite a while back. I remember it pretty clearly because it was so out of character for me. Here we go, short and sweet:

I was in a narrow field that was bordered by woods on both sides. (It's a real place, by the way. It's behind a friend of mine's house). It was dark but I could see everything clearly. Across the narrow field was the wooden part of a tractor's trailer and it was full of hay. (It's used for hayrides during Halloween time) Standing in front of the wagon is Tom Kaulitz, the guitarist of my favorite band. So I stroll up behind him...and begin violently beating him unconscious with a rusty shovel I don't know why I did it, but I did and I won't forget it XD

I feel awful for hurting him. So much so that when I have another lucid dream, I'll find him and apologize XD

I went to the store alone with my money. I went up to the stands and saw they had Disney princess figures there. I said, "Why didn't they make an orange haired princess? Then, after looking at Cinderella, I saw her sister. "Oh, yeah! I remember now!" I said actually believing that she was an original princess from Disney. Happy I saw her, I went off to buy clothes.Vividness: 4/5

So I really tired and decided to take a nap.

I was lying there. I went into the hallucinations and whatever. Eventually I went farther than I've ever gone with my WILD attempts. I was staring at a red seat on the subway. I was sort of in that half way state, where I can see and am almost in a dream, but at the same time I can still hear the real world around me, and I know that if I move or open my eyes I will just wake up. I was just staring at it, not sure what to do to try to separate into the dream. I decided to try to stare intensely at the seat to try to force my self into the dream. I ended up gliding forward really fast; the next thing I knew my face was flying towards a random person, and then I went through the person and the seat he was sitting it.

The subway vision vanished, and now I was looking at some sand colored wall. I tried to do one of those spinning techniques that people use to detach themselves into OBEs/WILDs. It didn't work; I was still just facing the wall. I then forgot about the opening my eyes thing, and opened my eyes... into the real world -.-

It's the farthest I've ever gone on a WILD. Could I actually have a chance to WILD now??

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I dreamt I'm visiting a foreign town far away. I vaguely remember driving up with a friend or two, though I'm not sure exactly who. When we arrive I learn that there is a strict curfew rule enforced by the "adults" who all appear to be scholarly women and men with 18th century facial hair styles and demeanor. They ring a bell and promptly close the doors shutting everyone inside.

One night, a friend and myself decided we had better plans for the night and, instead of going inside when the bell tolls, pose as "adults" and walk the streets. We wander the town to the outskirts search for a gas station where I have a run in with a man who knows me not to be an "adult." He makes passive threats to me, asking if I can run to a building in the distance faster than him in a less-than benevolent tone. I'm frightened, but pass it off and continue walking.

My companion has now assumed the spirit of my girlfriend in real life. At one point I remember holding hands. She has visited the town many times before and maybe even had lived here in here childhood for many years. She points out a bed of cushion and tarp which, she says, is used for dancing on. At that moment, I living severed head walking on crunches comes over the to tarp and begins to dance for us. Afterward, we're greeted by a man who is giving "free" things in return for our mailing address. He offers us an Xbox 360, but I tell him I'd rather fill out the one for free chicken wings. My girlfriend ends up filling both of them out.

Next, we're back in the town center were we first started. The place now reminds me of a college campus than it does a small town. The bell rings again, signaling the beginning of curfew. As the "adults" are ringing the bell a woman in man-made wings, designed to look like a butterfly wing and a sparrow wing, flaps her way to the top of the building. She perches and then takes off through the roof like it isn't there. Her wings are exceedingly more vibrant and magnificent on the other side. I soon realize it is merely a trick caused by the reflection of the water.

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Non-Dream Dream Lucid

These are fragments of a dream that I remembered over breakfast - I remember all of them happening but not how they all fit together. The entire dream was a confusing mix of two places - my old school and my current high school. Despite being many miles apart in the real world, in my dream elements of both existed in the same place. Here are the fragments:

• I was in hockey training on my old school grass pitch
• I walk to my current school's pavilion where two boys from another school are sitting
• They don't have enough people to play a match
• They are wearing shirts similar to a certain house shirt at my current school
• They are from their school's first XI
• I am in my school's last team
• We decide to play them two against my our entire team
• CUTSCENE: What I understand to be a dormintory from the boys school. There are two columns of six or seven bunk beds stacked on top of each other. There is about 2m in between each level. There are boys jumping and swinging from rafters. One boy jumps on the matteress of the top level bed, and plummets through all seven mattresses below him, only to grab a beam just before he hits the floor. I remember thinking "you could only jump that high in a dream"
• SCENE 2: I am in my room at my high school.
• My mum calls me and asks me to meet me half way to the carpark of my last school, a five minute walk.
• I am in my room again, with a friend from my old school. He smells faintly of smoke.
• I am in my room again, a teacher from my old school has come to visit. He comments on an elecric photo-frame showing pictures of me and my old-school friends.
• I am in my room again, with a the parents of a friend from my high school.
• SCENE 3, different dream? :Looking at what an internet game called ArmorQuest with a friend from my high school.
• Despite being an internet game, it is a real book resting on a table.
• Me and my friend establish that the game used to be RuneScape, but had a name change.
• We open it to have a look, it looks quite like 'Warhammer 40k: Dawn of War' computer game
• We decide it must be like Warhammer Online, and resolve to try it out when we get home.

I feel I should point out that I have not played RuneScape or Dawn of War since I was about 12. I last saw the teacher from my old school over a year ago.

Dream - Lucid

I was sleeping outside, on some slab of rock, in some kind of courtyard. Then, I remember I was eating something, I think I was with my parents, and I saw a tooth fall out into my hand. I didn't think it could have possibly been my tooth, but I felt a hole in my gum, in the middle of the bottom right side of my mouth. I started freaking out. I needed a doctor, but it was Sunday, so no offices were open.

I decided to go to my old apartment complex to see if the doctor that was apparently working there could help me. I walked up to the gate-like door to the entrance, and there were 2 guards standing there. One of them, a black man, (he looked kind of like Dr. Foreman from House), asked me for my ID. I got frustrated, because I knew he knew who I was. He had never ID'd me before when I lived there. I told him I didn't have one, nor did I live there, but I needed to see the doctor because my tooth fell out, and I needed to get it put back in. He refused to let me by. I started getting angry, very angry. I somehow fought my way through, despite him trying to restrain me.

Once I was all the way through, the guard called out, "Security!". I tried to convince all of the guards and security officers that I just needed to see the doctor. It wouldn't take very long. I begged them to please let me, but they refused, since I didn't live there anymore. My mom had been with me, and they escorted us out. I was very distraught. My mom told me as we were leaving that she would look up how to fix my tooth online. My dad apparently didn't think this would work though.

I was then walking with my dad, talking to him about some research I wanted to do on lucid dreaming.

Then, we were all at the grocery store. I kept tounging the hole in my gum, and I was getting restless, because I knew that I only had a certain amount of time before I could no longer put the tooth back in. I took the tooth out of my jacket pocket and dropped it, but quickly picked it back up. I told my dad to hurry up. My dad told me to relax, and that I had 3 hours before the time limit was up. It had already been an hour and a half, and he was taking his precious time at the store. He picked up 3 small squares of Jello that were on a plate, I know one was red, and maybe one was green but I can't remember the other color. He asked us if we wanted the Jello or something else, and my brother said that he wanted the Jello. We wandered down the aisles, and I was getting more and more impatient.

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An old coworker of mine, Jonni, was very sick in what I can only assume to be some sort of hospital bed, but it didn't look like a hospital room. It looked more like some sort of bedroom, and the bed was huge. I had to take care of him throughout the dream, and I kept going back to check on him from time to time. He had to miss some concert or something because of how sick he was, but he didn't seem very disappointed. He knew he was very ill, and couldn't go. I felt like I really needed to be there for him; I had a strong urge to take care of him.

Non-lucid Lucid

Jan. 22, '11: I tried the same breathing and relaxing method as the night before. I didn't get as close to consciously falling asleep as last night, but I did feel myself slip closer to sleep a couple of times.

Dreams: I was on a school bus. I had to climb over folded seats to get out. The door was very narrow and I barely fit through. I wondered how bigger people fit through it.
Outside the bus, there were lots of young people, possibly teenagers or college students. I jumped on a car and rocked it up and down.
I knew I was dreaming. Although I probably wasn't fully conscious. I was carrying some books or something. I threw them far away, toward some trees on a hill. The objects flew and vanished, with magic.
Then I jumped into the air and dived toward the ground. My hands went into the ground, without breaking the dirt. I could feel the soil even though my hands were nonphysical.
I walked around a bit. I was chewing on something. It was kind of gross and I wanted to spit it out.
I woke slightly and the scene changed.

I was in my grandparents' house (father's side), at a big table. I was still lucid, but my limbs were numb and hard to move.

A separate dream, no longer lucid: I was in college, a new semester, sitting in a computer lab. A class started. I had another class to go to. I got up and walked to the door to leave, but I had forgotten my soda and my shoes. There was a small fridge under the computer. I walked back to the computer, in front of the teacher to get my things.

Another dream: I was outside. It was dark. We passed a parked vehicle. Eddie pointed out a grasshopper on the vehicle, knowing that I don't like them. I mostly ignored him, saying I had seen it earlier. Then he threw the grasshopper at me and I woke up. I grumbled and said "little shit..."

01/08/2011
(Still been playing a lot of Modern Warfare 2, so I've been having quite a few dreams involving firefights, but my recall has been pretty shoddy and I haven't been remembering very much lately.)

"Blades and Bullets"

This dream was like a massive round of Team Deathmatch, and it was absolute chaos. It was night out, and the match was soldiers vs. ninjas. Everywhere, people were just running around, taking each other out. The ninjas were using every nook and cranny that could, to launch surprise attacks, whenever possible. We were on some sort of compound, that really didn't have very many walls, but had lets of wooden beams and banisters. It kind of looked like it might have been a Japanese compound, but I can't be sure. The battle was just fast and intense, there wasn't much time to seek cover or anything, just run and gun, whether down on the ground or running over the conjoined rooftops of the compound. Sometimes, either time would get intel on enemy meetings, waiting for large numbers to show up in one place before launching an ambush and taking out as many people as possible.

The last thing I remember is a huge swinging log trap coming down at me. When I dove out of the way, it flew passed and smashed into the base of another enormous tree, causing it to topple over...right toward me. I got up and ran like hell just as the tree crashed to the ground.



01/10/2011
Fragment
Another Call of Duty type of dream. I was in the city street at night, fighting waves and waves and waves of opposing soldiers, which were coming in from all angles. It was a lot like the "Body Count" Spec Ops mission on Modern Warfare 2. I took a lot of bullets, and this dream was actually very painful (though I believe I was wearing armor, so I was able to keep fighting). I also had a partner in this dream (I had played this mission with Todd, recently.), but I'm not exactly sure who it was.