non-lucid

I woke up seven times and I only remember one dream and two fragments.

Pool Party (frag)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I was in one of my friends backyards, and we all have bathing suits on. There is music playing on in the background. I walked out through the side gate into their front yard.

Draw Slasher, Rabies Edition (frag)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I was playing around with my iPod in my bedroom. I was playing a modified version of Draw Slasher, a game where you are a ninja trying to kill zombie monkies. But instead of killing zombie monkies, they were rabid sheeps and goats.

At Gunpoint
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I walked into my garage to grab a cola, and a mailman was searching for something under the car. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Uh.. I lost something." "Well, it looked like you were trying to stea-" The man pulls out a gun. "Oh shit, uh sorry, you can go on." I knew my dad had a shotgun or old broken bottle in his cabinet. I opened it up and the man saw me opening the cabinet and knew I was looking for a weapon. So he walked over and pointed a gun to me again. I said, "Jeez, I'm just getting my dad a finger of scotch." He walked away. I found an old broken beer bottle and pulled it out, but when I turned around my dad grabbed me and started screaming at me. I broke free from the hold, punched my dad and ran into the house.

Missed Dream Signs:
1. I didn't know when did I end up here or whose backyard this was.
2. I was playing a modded game that didn't exist.
3. A mailman was searching the garage under a car.
The cars were actuall parked in the garage, which is usually used for storage.
The mailman had a gun.
My dad hides his weapons, I wouldn't know where they were.
My dad would never try to hurt me and I'd never try to hurt him.

¡Single Sentence Sizzler!®

10.1.2011

Plush Slayer (Non-Lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

On a raised platform, in the dead of night, I slayed hordes of plush zombies with the help of family, friends, and cold steel; Puffin made an appearance.

Had a pretty epic night; I was almost sad for it to end.

1- Crystalline Fields
I awaken to find a three foot layer of solid, clear ice covering the ground. Inexplicable towers of ice jut up into the sky, some of them formed around entire trees. In the predawn light, the scene looks incredibly beautiful and surreal. It is fairly clear, however, that travel will be impossible for the next few days, if not longer.

((Sometime after the ice dream, I experience strong HI of myself and the Queen, who I was referring to as Stephanie, having a conversation. I do not recall what we spoke of, but I remember feeling somewhat disturbed. Interesting...))

2- Dreams are Truth
Lucid, though I do not recall how, and speaking to some sort of oracle about my dreams. He says that there is a truth my dreams that I must deal with. I feel a great sense of despair and horror. Though I try to deny it, I know which dreams the oracle speaks of. I do not let my mind fully wrap around a certain memory... ((This dream is really vague now, but it was Leroy and the Queen who I was trying not to think about. I'm not sure why I was so concerned. In reality, I'm glad that they seem to be cropping up again. I've missed them both, despite our love/hate relationship. Of course, I do find it disturbing that they seem to have been my parents, if that other dream had any truth to it. Ick...))

3- Harry Potter and the Forbidden Codex
I have been charged by Dumbledore to be the keeper of some very important scrolls, called the Codex, which seem to be entries from a certain adventurer's personal journal. (Interesting, since a codex is the opposite of a scroll.) I am supposed to be studying these entries and trying to gain knowledge from them, but doing so is nearly impossible when Voldemort is constantly trying to steal them from me. He even disguises himself as Dumbledore, but becomes angry and attacks me when I see right through his disguise.

((At some point during our battle, I wake up and manage to re-enter the dream.))

I am surrounded and completely outnumbered; plus I learn that Voldemort has captured Dumbledore and is holding him prisoner. Our only hope is for me to return to Hogwarts. Fortunately, Dobby appears and apparates us there just as Voldy's henchmen come in for the finishing blow.

Once at the school, I track down Ron and Hermione. ((I don't know how I know them. I am myself in the dream, but we seem to be friends.)) They accompany me as we travel deep into the bowels of the school in hopes of rescuing our Headmaster. Vicious beasts attack us along the way; one of them is a large cross between a wolf and a bat. Fighting it takes up nearly all of our energy, and we are dismayed to see another, scarier creature replace it almost immediately. ((This whole thing may sound silly, but believe me, it was really intense.))

As if things couldn't get any worse, Voldemort's henchmen show up and change both of my companions into big worms, and paralyze me. However, as soon as they leave, we go back to normal. Why didn't they kill us? I realize that one of them must be a mole, secretly working for Dumbledore. If we can just get to Voldemort, we'd be able to kill him for sure.

Finally I find Voldemort. The mole dispatches the other henchmen, while I cast a spell on Voldemort that renders him the scared, insecure child within his soul. He then transforms into a gray blob that bears a somewhat fruity personality. I think I preferred his evil side...

4- Hungry Cats
As I am feeding Sadie, I realize that I have a whole bunch of cats outside that I haven't fed in nearly a month! This prompts me to RC, and I become lucid. "I should wake myself up and feed those cats as soon as possible!" I say to Sadie, but then I remember that that's against the rules. "They'll be there when I wake up, if they even exist," I assure myself. ((I hate false memories. I only own one cat.))

I can't stop worrying about my "poor, starving kitties," so I decide to go outside and see if they are in the dream world. Sure enough, a pack of wild looking cats are living in the woods at the edge of my back yard. There are dozens of them, and kittens, too!

I call their leader over to me, and ask how they've been doing. "It's a rough world," she says, "But we're surviving."

I apologize profusely for forgetting about them and promise to bring them some food when I wake up. "I WOULD do it now, but since this is a dream that would be sort of pointless."

No dream goals pop out at me, so I decide to go on a walk. There are now a few people from school walking with me, but I ignore them as I think once more of Leroy and the Queen. I wonder if I should try to find them...

My thoughts are interrupted as I come to a fork in the road that was never there before. Should be interesting to see where this goes. But it isn't long before a sports car with a crazed driver comes hurdling towards me. I grin and stand my ground, jumping at the last second and running along the top of the car with one swift step. I land and the car speeds on down the road.

This happens several more times, and then guys with REALLY strange looking chainsaws show up. I understand that this is a sort of sport; the guys try to kill me with the chainsaws, and I have to use only my feet to survive.

This proves to be exceptionally fun! It's really the same concept as the cars; I simply jump into the air and kick my foot down hard upon the chainsaw, knocking it and its user into the ground. At one point, my shoe becomes a chainsaw ((like Giriko from Soul Eater)) which further enables me to squash my opponents. "I wonder why they don't have a game like this in real life..."

5- More Hungry Cats
I "wake up" and RC, but it fails. Good, now I can go feed those cats! When I get to the place where the cats should be, I notice a lot of food scattered around on the ground. What the...? Annoyed to think that I'm wasting time yet again, I RC once more and become lucid. "This is getting on my nerves. Do I even own these cats?" I really feel like I do, but I tell myself that I can't be sure. After all, I thought I'd owned that horse, too, and THAT had only led to nearly getting my leg bit off by a feral goat. So no sense in getting worked up about a few cats who may or may not exist.

As I am thinking this over, a cute little puppy wanders over to me. He begins talking about how he ran away from his family, because he hated his uncle, who was the Alpha. At that point, my dogs Fred and Bessie walk up. The puppy worries that Fred is his uncle, but when he sees otherwise he gets "violent" and says he will prove his strength and kill Fred. I tell Fred to go easy on him.

But the puppy chickens out at the last second and rolls over on his back in a sign of submission.

((At that point, I wake up for real and find that we have about a foot of snow!))

Awake Non-lucid Semi-Lucid

I look down to find an Alpro soy chocolate yoghurt in my hands. Without thinking, I open it and put a spoonful in my mouth. I gag, it's disgusting, and spit it back out into the carton. The carton disappears as my attention is directed at the giant mud wave about to crash over my head.

Survive this.

Without thinking, I launch myself into the air, kicking at it like in the Matrix, desperate to get over the wave. Suddenly it's the other way, and we're both headed in the same direction. There's a voice in my head.

"You think that this is a tsunami?" The wave gets bigger, and I'm still gaining height in the air, knowing that soon I'm going to drop. I grit my teeth, the wind whips through my hair and I keep above the wave, but only just.

I begin to drop, but the wave is dropping too. It's nighttime, so I barely see the forest I'm about to drop straight into. Shit. I'm gonna hit a tree or something. I reach out and grasp a thick branch firmly, swinging myself into the tree. The voice speaks again.

"Are you really sure that's going to work?" Not a second later, and the branch I'm holding snaps and falls downwards, dragging me down with it.

I slide in the thick, dark mud down a hill. I lay there for a second, wiped out. Something, no, someone stands up next to me. They're covered in mud. They open their mouth to speak, but they can't because of the mud. I look down at my bare arms and t-shirt to find I look exactly the same.

[Dream skip] The mud has turned to water, and it's more like a pool gathering now. I float on the surface, happily content. Plates lay at one end, covered in tasty food. I swim to it and pick up some pizza and what looks like a giant ball of chocolate.

"Hey, get me some meat." I turn to find a girl I really don't like, Amy, glaring at me. My gaze flickers over the table and back. "I told you to get me some meat. Get me some meat!" She splashes water and another girl comes up.

"Stop being such a bossy bitch." The girl growls at her. I smirk, and swim away to a group of three boys, the pizza and chocolate forgotten. They're obviously a band, and welcome me into their little meeting. I smile and nod along and sing with them. Once they stop, I turn to the tall blonde boy to my left. He looks a little intimidating, but once we talk I find out he's more of a friendly giant.

I ask questions and he answers. I have to talk right in his ear because everything's so loud. I don't remember what he tells me, I just talk nonsense but he doesn't seem to mind.

1/9/10

1- To Be Taken
I am a young girl of about 7, walking through my front yard at night with a boy about my age. He begins screaming, and I look up in the sky to see a HUGE flying saucer. It beams him up and nearly gets me as well, but I scream at the top of my lungs and somehow avoid capture. My true mind, on a higher consciousness than the mind of my "character," knows the plot of the dream and what is going to happen.

In accordance with the plot, my dream father rushes out of the house to see what is wrong with me. For some reason, we drive a ways down the road and stop at a party some dangerous men are throwing. My father gets into a fight with a spiky haired teenager and ends up punching him in the face. We jump in the truck (this time I'M driving, even though I'm still seven) and speed off as the boy's delinquent friends begin chasing us.

Our truck is a lot slower than their hot rod, but I'm a better driver. As they pass me, I perform an amazing U-turn and buy us some time. Somehow the truck becomes a motorcycle. I fall in line behind a procession of other bikes, over which a police woman is keeping watch. I know that those crazy thugs after us will still be speeding, and the cop will arrest them for sure.

The scene changes. I am now the father, looking for my daughter. Hearing a bloodcurdling scream from the bathroom, I burst the door down and am horrified to find my daughter transformed into a wax figure, mouth frozen open in terror. I touch her, and some of the wax melts onto my hands. I become fascinated by it's smooth texture.

Suddenly I hear a noise, and I spot a short, Hispanic man spying on me from the shower. Infuriated, I grab him by the neck and slam him against the wall, demanding to know what he's up to.

It is raining. I see the white silhouette of a door. I myself am a dark silhouette of a man in a trench coat and hat, running toward the rectangle of light. As I reach the door my trench coat billows and obscure the door’s light. From above and across my door was a larger double door painted black with a red symbol, similar to a cross (but with extra perpendicular t’s.)

These larger double doors open and nazi-like soliders, adorned in red and black, marched forward. I am in the rafters now, looking down upon the soldiers. I leap into the marchers below... my trench coat engulfing them. All the soldiers transformed into bats and flew away. I ran outside to see a beautiful woman standing in the rain. Our eyes catch for a fleeting moment. Clichéd loved at first sight. The raindrops morph into bullets as bullets rain about the woman, pelting her. I dove into the madness and extracted the woman to safety under the protection and cover of a ledge. The bullets are now drops of blood raining all around me as the woman dies in my arms. I stand, scream and tear both my coat and hat off, as well as my shirt. The sky rains bullets once more, and instead of lightning the clouds burst flashes of gunfire as I stepped out into the bullets, sacrificing myself. I die but my soul rises high and turns into a shooting star.

I had a dream that nobody wanted to listen to me tell them about a dream I had.

This time the dream starts off in the middle/near the end of a zombie apocalypse. Up until this point I have somehow survived, but I am suddenly trapped by two zombies. One I recognize as a friend of mine, and the other seems to be one of her friends. Strangely enough, my friend starts to speak about how she really doesn't want to kill me. Turns out some of the zombies have been able to retain all their previous memories and all human functions although they are dead and now crave flesh and blood. So, instead of killing me, my friend bites into the side of my wrist so that I will become one of them.

Her zombie friend starts complaining, saying that he really wants a bite of me before I turn into one of them. He begins poking me in different spots, asking if he can bite a little of the flesh off in those areas. I give in and allow him to take a small munch of skin right above my hip bone and just below my belly. I turn into a zombie soon after, and am luckily also one retains all previous functions. Wanting to head out on my own for a while, I wave them goodbye and walk in another direction. Soon I come across what appears to be a cross between a Wal-Mart and a mall, and another of my friends is also standing outside. We can instantly tell that each other is a zombie, though our bites on our arms are hidden by the long sleeves we wear. The people barricading the compound don't know that some of the zombies still appear human and act human, and so they let us in.

Once we're inside, we wait until the people we are following have turned their backs on us, and then we begin to ravage the inside. It turns out that there were other 'smart zombies' within, and my attack has encouraged this sort of rebellion to begin. In the dream, I can see my friend and I ripping out intestines and scarfing down flesh. Our entire group has started heading for the main communications building before I wake up from the dream.

My dream began at my ex's house, though I didn't recognize much of it. He was apologizing for getting me sick. People were walking through his room and leaving through the window, and I remember thinking how odd it was. I tiptoed on the border of lucidity, but I don't think I crossed over. Suddenly I found myself in another house...in someone's living room. It was O's place. It was night and he was sitting on this dark leather couch watching tv. I walked over and curled up next to him. It felt so natural, as if this was something we did every night. Sexy details omitted. We laid together on the couch, and I just remember feeling content and protected.



The dream changed and I was in a scene from a movie, still just barely on the border of lucidity. I watched as the main character from Ink spoke to someone in the street. He was standing outside his car, as though he had just been in an accident. He was speaking slowly and seemed very sad. Although he wasn't dead, the view kept focusing in on his nose. I remember making a comment to someone next to me that I couldn't get over the fact that he was wearing a false nose. I think I was speaking telepathically with Edge, although he wasn't really there with me.



The scene transformed again and the same man was flying at incredible speeds through space. The stars were leaving trails of light behind him. He had one fist out flying superman style, the other arm was also out in front of him. It moved backward as he put is hand forward and began collecting energy with his hand as he flew. He was summoning energy from all around him and I could see a cloud of glowing blue light, like lighting, forming in front of him. There was a tremendous amount of energy in that blue light. He was fighting something. I couldn't see what it was. It may have been his own shame. The cloud of energy exploded and the darkness of space was lit up like a supernova in every color. I could feel the light reflecting in my own eyes, and reverberating throughout my entire being. It was there. Knowing.

Suddenly his entire body became superimposed with grid lines, as did the universe around him. He fell and landed with an enormous thud into a world made up of grid lines, almost pieced together like legos. There was a soft glowing blue ambiance. He had transformed into a huge inorganic sort of being made of these grids and blocks. He was still fighting...something. But the whole time I just watched and contemplated the beauty of the scene. I remember thinking how amazing it was...lucid dreaming...and how difficult it was to help others who haven't experienced it to understand. I remember thinking that *I* had flown through space and collected that energy cloud...which burst into a supernova in space. I remember thinking how different it was to actually live the experience rather than merely imagine it. It was just so beautiful. I remember thinking that they'll never understand.

I heard a noise coming from the downstairs, someone comes up the stairs, it's david! In a panic I restrain him. He explains that he killed someone and needed a place to stay, I understood and accepted...

I feared the noises outside that I heard, I look out the window and I see two people in "scream" masks and dark robes.. Later it is revealed that these are merely two girls...

Dream - Lucid

I was on a bus with a group of people. I think we must have been going to a theme park. There was a guy and a woman who were falsely advertising some ride and its safety features on the bus. It was like a live infomercial. The features included some type of weird orange head strap. I was pissed because they were falsely advertising. We went back in time, and changed something about the history of these people and/or the ride, staying on the bus the whole time.

~

I was at work, and it was Christmas Eve. We were closing early. It was dark outside, and so we turned off the lights in the shop. I went in the back to get something, and when I came back out, there was a line to the door, and people were being rung up. I threw my hands up in the air and said
"What the fuck! What the fuck. All these fucking people!", and I stormed into the back. I was absolutely furious.
I started going off to another employee, Kim, about it, and she just started to tell me how much of a bad employee I was. I got really upset and didn't say anything back. I later thought of how I should have said how bad her closes usually are. I started to think about the f-bomb outburst, and how all the customers had heard me. I knew they would tell my boss, and I'd get fired. Now, people are sitting in the dining room in the dark, drinking their coffee even though we're quite obviously closed. More people started to come in, and we had already taken the drawer out of the register to count down the money. I yelled "We're closed!" at the people on their way in, and they left. I started to come up with a plan to quit before I got fired for this.
There was a customer in there, a bigger woman, who was very understanding to my plight. She watched me put some weird laminated cards away under a counter, and I could just tell she was kind and understanding. She talked to me a little, and it was nice, though I can't remember what was said. I was very glad to have her in there at that moment. I saw more people in the parking lot walking in, my friend Courtney and this girl I know from my choir class. They saw that we were closed and one of them threw their hands in the air in frustration, and they turned around and walked away.

Attempted a wild tonight first thing before I went to bed, didn't work, I think because I gave up. but I did have very good recall.

I was standing in a hallway, like that of a castle. in front of me there was a Krogen from mass effect. apparently he was the king of the planet or something like that, some sort of ruler. he was commissioning me to find out why the planet had heated up. I agreed to the assignment.

I am in my spaceship, scanning the planet for unnatural sources of heat, too many to count. virtually the entire planet was a hotspot. so I set the sensors to highlight the source of the hotspots. Now there where two hotspots, one on the north pole, and one on the south pole. I could tell that the source was the north pole, so I began landing the ship so I could update the Krogens of the situation. Unfortunately, I didn't realize my ship was about the size of their castle, so there where some problems with actually landing in the parking space. I realized this as we approached the castle, and put the ship in reverse. I decide to send a team to inform the Krogens instead of landing the ship, and while doing that, I would lead a team to investigate the disturbance.

*fragment of entering some strange contraption, and flying out of it with a spaceship*
*also missing time*

the source of the heat was my dorm mate in collage, (who just happened to be a blackbird) because as I knew him, I was easily able to convince him to relocate to the south pole. this didn't solve the problem, so I had him move to the equator, but he suffocated there somehow.

*missing time*

I'm in a shack, holding a dead black bird, I am feeling depressed because my best friend had died (the blackbird). I leave the shack, and start walking down the road. Every few minutes I have to adjust my grip on the blackbird to prevent myself from dropping it. Eventually the easiest way to hold it is found, holding it with two fingers on the base of the skull, provides the best grip and the least amount of swinging/touching. after about 45 minutes of walking, I see a road. by this time, I'm sick of carrying the blackbird, and voice my opinion. the blackbird disappears. The dream becomes a blurry whirl, and I wake up.

non-dream dream lucid

I was at the movie theatre with my dad. We were seeing the movie "The Lion King 2", except the lion, Simba, was "actually there", but he was animated still. He pulled a tarp off the screen to show the movie. Weeeird. Then, when that "movie" was over, we left and went to another room. The horse movie "Spirit" was on. The weird thing was, the dream added in parts to the movie and got rid of others. So strange! The guy asked the horse (which in the movie the horses are wild) ," Are ya gonna produce me another white foal, old girl?" or something similar. Then that one was over and it switched to "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" (I wanna see that one!!) and I started to tell people how much I wanted to see it, even though I was at the theatre to "See" it. Then we left and my friend's mom, apparently, was there and she said "Hi Jessica! It's great to see you again!!" Then I walked away all confused and then I woke up.

weirddd

I only remember a fragment from last night but I just have to post it on here because I've never dreamed about space before!

In Space
I was in space with some NASA astronauts in some big ship. The only part I remember is when something went wrong with the ship and a part on the outside of the ship needed to be fixed. They decided to send me(who knows why!) and other person out in space suits to try to fix the problem. They told me that they usually have to send out two people at a time because one of them might die and the other will finish his or her job. So basically, it was a suicide mission, great. But I went on with it anyway. It was kind of fun floating around. It took me awhile to make my way to the part of the ship where there was a loose part? or something like that. I tried fixing it but then my stupid alarm woke me up!

I'm in an electronics store, that's possibly part of the mall. I'm going through games and gadgets, and I notice they have all these Japanese imported games. I look at the pictures, and most of them seem to be RPGs. I continue walking, and I see this cool device. It looks like a VHS cassette tape and it has a wire antenna coming out of it. It turns out to be some sort of conversion kit for the old school VHS recorders so that it can get digital tv. I looked at it and said "now why didn't I think of that". I put it down, and continued on, and saw some guy on his knees.

He was asking some guy for forgiveness for something he did wrong, and the other guy just cold clocked him. I walked on, minding my own business, and some clown took my wallet. When I turned around, he was digging through it. What made it worse is that I knew the guy. I was so close to decking him until I recognized who it was. He handed the wallet back to me and apologized.