non-lucid

I am at a lakefront. There are some other, unknown people with me. I possibly swam in the lake. I'm quite sure theres a part of the beginning of the dream missing. We go to an island by car. There we drive recklessly around. After driving for a while, we stop. I get off the car and go into a house. I can't remember what we did there. After it we go to a bus. The woman (I think she was female) with me takes a green blanket and says that we'd have to mask ourselves. She wraps the cloth around her head and I go under it. I (or we?) leave the bus.

At this point I had a false awakening. I woke up in my room and started writing down some notes of the dream. There were some unknown people in our house, a man, his wife and their daughter. The computer was on so I showed something to the daughter. Then I went back to sleep.

The dream continued from the island. We go driving again. After that it's the time to leave. I go to the shore, where we landed. Now there are some people I know with me. A friend of mine says she has to go already. I can't remember with what she left. My brother comes to me, showing me a map. Theres northern Europe and the Baltic sea. We are somewhere in Poland. Theres our route marked with red. Meanwhile, mom is driving to the same place from France. My brother says he'll go there with mom's ride so he'll be there before me. After that he disappears. The next thing I remember is being where the dream started. I go into a shopping centre. I see my friend again, but she goes into a device of some sort and disappears. I walk around for some time. I realize that I have no money at all. Someone drops a coin, not noticing it. I pick it up. It's a two euros. I go back the way I came. Theres a square pit on the ground. My view shifts into it. Now I see myself as a creature made of pure energy. I'm in a alcove at the wall of the pit. Orange beams of energy form a grid about half a metre from the pit's bottom. Also my friend is there, in the form of an energy creature. Also numbers and letters form to the sides of the square. There are now nine smaller squares and about nine numbers or letters at a side of a square. Now she speaks.
"This enigma may seem complicated to you. However, once we get more known with each other, things like this will be part of everyday routine."
The dream ends before I have time to ask what she means.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID SEMI-LUCID

Good morning! Woke up and couldn't recall anything. I was waiting for my ride when it suddenly hit me. A very crazy dream, in which I was almost lucid.

10.00: Bedtime

Crazy Party
I've just arrived at a party. It seems I'm a bit late, as most people are pretty drunk. There's a table on which I can see all kinds of Bacardi Breezer. I can't seem to find any cloudy ones. "Is there any cloudy Bacardi's?" I ask the guy at the table. I spot a cloudy drink standing further away, it will have to do. I grab the drink and a guy comes up to me. I recognise him, it's a friend of a friend. "Hey Matteh!" he smiles with his mouth open and holding two plastic cups. "That's my drink, but it's okay!" He can't even stand straight and I put the drink down, spilling it all over the table. "Oh, whatever dude!" he tells me, even happier.

I walk away and start climbing over tables and low walls. Suddenly I'm jumped from behind. I grab the person and slam him down on the table. It was just my friend Henrik fooling around. I've somehow hurt him bady and my other friend Felix is there aswell. Apparently I've hurt him too, and everything gets very emotional. I hug Henrik as I tell him I'm sorry. Tears starting to form in the corner of my eyes.

The dream skips. I'm still at the party, drinking Bacardi's with my brother Martin and my sister Madeleine. Suddenly I feel something's not right in my mouth, and I feel around with my finger. Three teeth fall out and I spot a hole in one of them. "Because of the infection, the pus in the mouth has started to rot" a narrator voice tells me, and I can feel the disgusting taste of pus in my mouth. I start puking my brains out. The vomit is black and red and the narrator voice continues on telling me how disgusting it is.

"Wait a second..." I say. "This is way too bizzare to be happening for real, I must be dreaming" I head for the nearest door and my brother and sister follow. I stand in the middle of a courtyard in the knee-deep snow. "If this is a dream, everything should be unstable" I tell myself. I can feel the cold snow on my feet, and everything around me looks too vivid to be a dream. I decide it's reality...

05.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements before bed: Nothing

That's it! Very close to becoming lucid. Did meditate before bed, and did some mantra work. Might have been that! I bet if I really try hard and meditate every night, and do some mantra work before bed. I'll become lucid much more often.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

the first thing i remember was attending some sort of concert that my friend was putting on with the piano at a park that was also an amusment park. the grass was dark green cut nicley and the playground reminded me of a carousal kind of build. There were some rides but not to many. Friends showed up and we all started dancing to the piano and i eventualy made out with a girl i know whos two years younger then me. She invited me to sleep over and iwas lsikke yeaaaaa. we kept dancing in the moonlight then we went up the trail to trailer and someone have me like and eigth of weed two joins and a blunt for no reason except that he would be coming over later to smoke some. I said aite sounds good Then we went up to tayler and watched some kid get busted by our schosol administrator who was driving around in a golf cart searching people. I through a bunch of tin foil nd shit over the fence and walked calmly home. I showed up home with my friend and then put the weed in my second mail box which was now in a coca cola coin collector. I covered it with shubberey helped my dad with chores and went back out and grabd my weed put it into a bag.
I showed my friend how much i had and he was very excited so then a bus picked us up and we went to majic mountain. There was some sort of sling shot bunjie thing that shot you into the air and i attempted it and shot up way high and floated down towards the ground. After that there was another concert in the park and i attended that. After i again walked home and hung out with my friends in the front yard. After i found myself at a train station and when i got through to the other side me and my friends were all high as fuck making fun of diferent tour guides who showed us into what was a museum inside the train station. after that there was some dance and i didnt go i waited outside and some girls asked wat i was doin nd isaid i was thizzen wen i wasnt nd they said oo come in side but i did not nd woke up soon after

Small Town Secrets

I am in a small town somwhere. It is not my home town, but a friend lives here and he tells me a lot about his friends. My friend and I are somwhere in the town, and there is some adventure going on (darn it, I can't seem to remember many details except that it was interesting). There is a murderer somewhere and I think we are trying to catch him. There is some shooting and climbing around hills. My friend and I climb up a bank, and come across a secret passage in the top of a huge church. My friend tells me to run back into town and get a few friends.

I run back to town. The dream is set in the 1950's, and I walk into a diner. It's a bit like a scene from Happy Days in there, and I try to find the people my friend was talking about. I ask around, and come up with a couple. (There's more to this part, too. I just can't remember what. Somebody doesn't like me asking around or something. And I think I eat something).

In the company of these freinds, I go back to the top of the hill and find the opening to the passage. My friend is waiting there. He seems to know the way, and leads us down in. At the opening, the passage is very narrow, just like a crack in the rock. Farther in it opens up and looks like a hallway in a building. A few rooms appear, and a bathroom. Everything is a clean white color, like a hospital. I wake up before we go much farther.

Back to my Grandparents' House

I am at home. I am getting ready to make the drive to my grandparents' house, and am going to eat before I leave. My mother is going to make macaroni and cheese, but not until supper. I will have left by then, so I try to find something else to eat.

I know that the next day I have to give an oral presentation. I have given many, but this doesn't stop me from worrying that the anxiety will ruin my evening.

Hunting for Arrowheads

My family and I are staying at a lodge (one that exists in real life. We were there about two months ago.) I get up one morning and decide to go arrowhead hunting around some overhanging rocks I saw earlier. I make my way down the path, and come to an area that I don't remember from real life, but have dreamed about before. I go down a littl deer trail rather than the main path. and come into a wooded area with the rock overhangs. As i walk it begins to storm. At first I think nothing of it, but then a bolt of lightening hits so close I can feel it.

I dash under an outcropping. It is dark under there, but I have a flashlight. Shining it around, I can see bits of flint on the ground. Searching some more, I find arrowheads and other arifacts. They are quite well made, and in waking life I would categorize them as Mississippian, though there seem to be some Late Archaic types too (these are much more delicate than normal late Archaic points, but are shaped like them).

Former House, again

I am invited to my aunt and uncle's house for a family get together. Their house happens to be one of our neighbors' house where I used to live. It is a dreamsign, but I miss it. Instead I think "this is really weird! My relatives just happen to have bought this very house."

I drive up on a scooter. No, not a motor scooter. A toy scooter. I lived here as a little kid, so it must be associative memory. Then we go in and look around the house. I think how ironic it is.

Tornado

I'm driving down the highway. I'm also walking down the highway. I'm also scooting down the highway on a piece of cloth. I run into a drawer by the side of the road, knocking it open (it's like the highway is lined with wooden filing cabinets). I think about leaving it open, but i'm afraid some distracted person might accidentally run into it and wreck. I make an illegal U-turn and go back. I can't find the drawer, but I do see some guy in a pickup truck pulling a huge trailer behind him. He is going about 4 mph, and what is more has to sit next to a huge piece of meat hanging from the ceiling of his truck. I laugh about this with some other guys standing by the highway. "If I were him," says one guy, "I'd get out and call a taxi!". The general idea is that his wife is making him do this.

Now I'm at work. My work looks a lot like my former school. It is blowing up a storm outside. The wind is getting worse and worse. I look out, and see the wind knock over a dumpster. then the dumpster is pounded to pieces by the wind. I see a few people laying around, and run down to help. Some people have already gone out and helped one guy, and I call for assistance as I rush out to what I thought was an old lady. When I get there, I find it was just a bunch of packages. Still, it is storming so i move them inside. One guy who came to help is annoyed, but I don't care because the packages are saved.

Opening the packages, I find an oil lamp that is also a heater. This will come in handy if we lose power. I set it on a table covered in straw, wondering if that is a safe thing to do.

Being an accountant (fragment)

Part of another much larger dream. We are sitting at a table in a class. The instructor asks what we think is the best thing about being an accountant. "The power!" I say.

Last night I remembered three dreams but didn't record two of them (dammit) so I only have my most recent one to share.

I also almost DEILDed this morning but my dad made me talk -_-

Clubbing

Awake Non-lucid

I'm in my aunts car and she's taking me to pick up two of my cousins. Only one of them comes along. He looks surprisingly like my friend Sean, but younger. I shrug and go along with it, I haven't seen him in awhile. My aunt says we're going on a family holiday.

[Dream skip - Unknown] I'm in a hotel room or something. It's really big and open planned, but you can tell the different rooms from the shape of the walls. It's a dimly lit red area. I open my suitcase and groan. My aunt has only packed jeans and t-shirts. We're supposed to be going out! The only dress I have is the one I'm wearing. It's black and figure-hugging, and barely comes down to the bottom of my ass. I'm just glad i'm wearing black tights, along with strappy black platform heels. I can't remember the last time I was so glammed up!

"You didn't even pack me underwear!" I moan at her. She bites her lip and apologises.

"Sorry hunn, but I was busy packing the OUR stuff." She winks at my mum. I'm disgusted and decide to leave. She gives me a puzzle to do.

[Dream skip - a few minutes] My mum, aunt and cousin are already inside. I walk down a small hill to a brightly lit building. This holiday has been pants so far, so I plan to get smashed, I don't care if my family's there, they'll be wasted too. When I get inside, I sit by the bar. The guy fills a glass up with vodka and then whisks an egg into it and hands it to me. I've never seen that before but what the hell.

Suddenly I think this is a school trip. Where is everyone? I head outside, leaving my "vodka egg" at the bar. Up the hill, my english class is standing around. "Guys? Come on inside! Let's party!" I grab a few of my friends hands and pull them down the hill with me.

Kyle runs down with us. "I wanted to go in, but they didn't. It was MY idea." He pants.

I look him over, wondering if he thinks we're friends. "Yeah whatever, lets just go inside shall we?" Then we head in. Somehow all my friends have dyed their hair blond. I sit there, drinking my vodka (which I changed to lemonade instead of egg) playing around with their newly bleached locks, asking them questions about it. Then we head onto the dancefloor, except soon everyone moves to the side because some shitty pop group wants to play. I'm much more interested in the guy sitting beside me.

The dreamscene changes and I'm standing in my friends conservatory. Where's my dress gone? Now i'm wearing a crop top and low-rise jeans. I'm sick of looking like some kind of whore. I want my bootcuts and t-shirts back.

A blond, overally tan girl is standing watching me. She tells me she's going to be my personal trainer. I tell her I don't need one, but as I go to leave, she wraps measuring tape around my hips. Somehow it says my hips are 17 inches (which is probably impossible) and she tells me I need to lose an inch. She squeezes the tape down to 16, which really hurts.

She gets me to stretch a little bit, and asks what dancing I've done. "I've done dance-gymnastics" I say, but she just rolls her eyes. I'm starting to feel really heavy, I have to move slowly and can't run. So when she tries to get me to run and jump, it's really hard.

Then my dad shouted at me to wake up. I lay still but he wanted me to say something to make sure I was awake so I did. Meh.

Good morning, everybody. I remember a fragment of a dream from last night. I know there was a lot more. I also know I had a kind of long dream later in the night. But my image memory has been kind of off lately, so I'm not retaining dreams as well as I'd like to.

Dream #1

I stood before a "beetle" that had a long horn, like the horn of a rhinoceros beetle (?) and a stinging tail like a scorpion's tail.

The beetle stood on something like a platform or table that maybe reached just above my navel in height. The table may have been lit from a small track-lighting beam in the ceiling, like in a museum. The rest of the room was dim.

The beetle was maybe about 10 or so cm tall and 30cm long, with its tail coiled up, not straightened out. In addition to the beetle having a scorpion's tail, something about the beetle's underside and leg positioning remind me of a horseshoe crab.

The beetle had a weird, green color, like an old, metallic Chinese vessel, except darker, almost pine green. The beetle itself may have been metallic.

The beetle was protecting an egg, possibly by standing before it, so that the egg was behind the beetle's scorpion tail. The egg looked like a white chicken's egg. But it may actually have contained a human being.

At some point the egg was no longer behind the beetle. It may have been near me or somehow in my possession. At another point, the beetle may have been climbing on the back of my neck.

(One side note, December 5th. I took a look on line to learn about scorpion eggs. Probably everybody in the world except for me knows this, but scorpions don't actually lay eggs.

Based on what I found on the internet, scorpions keep their eggs in their body. The babies are born live. The babies then often spend a short period maturing while living on their mother's back.

Sometimes scorpions do release their eggs. If they do, however, they often eat the eggs before they hatch.

So, interestingly, humans and scorpions have live birth in common. This might partly explain why the scorpion was protecting an egg with a human inside of it. And, I guess, the babies maturing on the mother's back might explain why the scorpion was climbing around on the back of my neck.)

I am at a water front resort and there is a dark unseen presence pursuing me. I am scrambling over and through waterfront shops and bars to hide myself and often find that I am trying to hide myself in pools of water.

I run out of hiding spots in the resort and run to the wharf where many yachts are tied up. All of the boats are the same size and shape but different colours. There is a wooden yacht just leaving the dock and I am able to sneak aboard and hope that I am out of the reach of my invisible pursuer.

The yacht travels to the open ocean and has suddenly entered a different world where we are very small and sailing through a pool in what looks like a giant's shopping mall that has waterways and watersliders rather than floors and elevators.

There are many giant humans lounging in the water while tiny tour boats like ours sail around them. The tour boat that I am on comes to a pool admist a giant's bar and bumps into a large orangish brown blob floating in a far side of the pool. The blob splits open and begins pouring a greenish black liquid into the water, which make any humans or fish who touch it, tiny or giant alike, very sick.

The contamination spreads to all of the wate in the giant's mall but I am able to escape it by flying away from the boat and floating near the ceiling. This sudden flying ability seems to come from the black ball of yarn that I am suddenly carrying with me but comes at a price because I am now invisible and no one can see me.

The dark presence that was pursuing me before suddenly finds me and appears as a giant gravity defying white tiger which can cling to and jump from wall to wall and thus continue chasing me without touching the contaiminated water.

I am able to outrun the tiger for a while, but sudden find myself cornered in a dead end hallway at the far side of the giant's mall. I panic when the tiger draws near and drop the ball of black yarn that I had been carrying. The tiger lunges and snatches the yarn out of midair and takes off. Apparently it was after the yarn the whole time. After the tiger leaves the water suddenly clears up and is a beautiful fresh blue and everyone who was sick from the contamination suddenly recovers.

I find myself suddenly back on the tour boat as it reenters the normal world and pulls into the wharf area of the water front resort where the dream began.


The only thing I liked about this dream was that my favourite animal, the white tiger, appears in it. I have never had a dream with a tiger in it before.

I don't remember the beginning of the dream, but the first thing I DO remember is saying to LostInLA "Okay, I'm going to wake up now." Suddenly everyone around us stopped and stared for a while suddenly turned towards us and started to come after us both.

I presume it was because they think that if I wake up, they will all die.

We were being chased through a kind of miniature city, as in a previous dream. Eventually we got to a balcony. It was cloudy and overcast, raining, and about 5 in the afternoon because it was half-dark.

I was cornered against the railing while my friend ran off another direction. 20 metres (65 feet) below me was a carpark, so I jumped off and tried to land on a car, instead hitting the ground, hard.

I thought "Wow I should be dead," feeling all broken etc. The car I was facing had a silhouette of the driver's seat, but then it changed into a person and so I threw a nearby glass bottle at the window, quickly stood up, and saw a car drive up to me. The car was covered in advertisements for Xbox Kinect and was bright green and pink, compared to the gloomy grey everywhere else.

I got in and LostInLA was in the back. I don't know who the driver was, but we drove away. There was conversation, but I don't remember what was said. Something like "Where can we go? The whole world is gone!"

We turned down a small street which turned out to be a dead end. It was a place where you can launch a boat into the water. In a previous dream, we had driven over this water in a car, because we were going fast enough, and there were no zombies lol. I said "The water is too rough to drive over," and suddenly there was a possessed baby in front of the car, so we started to drive to the left, there the dead end extended to...
And then I woke up D=

After remembering no dreams for many months, I finally have not only a dream, but a long and detailed dream.


This dream starts off in a huge grocery store filled with fresh produce. Some of the aisles and sections of the store are dirt patches that are growing the actual produce. There are many young people working the fields and organizing the aisles as the place has just opened for the first time. The owner, a middle aged man in deniem overalls and a green plaid shirt is at the entrance of the store brainstorming several ideas about making this unique store more accessable and interactive with customers, like letting them harvest their own produce and things like that. There were many interesting and varied ideas but I have forgotten what most of them were.

I enter the store and beeline for the potatoe patch near the front. I have a basket with me and fill it with dirt and then place a line of potatoes, slanted diagonally, on the top, before coving them with dirt. I head for the cola aisle but I cannot get through because many cases of cola have fallen on the floor in a big pile and are blocking the way. All of the cola cases were coloured purple but it was diet colda, not grape cola, that were in the boxes. A bored looking young man is there slowing restacking the boxes but he seems very unenthusiastic about his job and ignores me when I ask if there is another way to get around the pile.

I head back to the front of the store to look at some more vegatables but something happens (I cannot remember what now) which triggers by post-traumatic stress and I fall on my back to the floor. I am conscious, but paralyzed with fear and unresponsive to the curious crowd that gathers around me. No one makes any effort to help me and one young man takes a picture with his camera phone before two young woman enter the store, see what is going on, and carry me to a more secluded spot to recover. I can hear them talking and for some reason they know exactly what has happened to me and know all about my past and post-traumatic stress. One of the young woman is dressed in a "goth" style while the other is dressed like a punk rocker. Though I do not recognize them from anyone I know in real life, in the dream I felt very close to them like I had known them for a long time.

The dream scene changes and it is suddenly night time and we are on a hill, under a broken and abandoned railway bridge in a small town that I do not recognize. The two girls and I are still together but we have grown younger by about eight to ten years and are now children, even though we are still dressed the same. The three of us are street children and are playing amdist the abandoned scaffolding once put up in an effort to repair the bridge, a project long since abandoned. We are not the ony homeless children in the area as there are many running around, but my two friends and I are "new" and don't really know any of the other children yet. Despite being alone in the dark, we are playing carefree. I am on the hill, under some scaffording near the traintracks when a bright light down the tracks catches my attention. I can see the headlight of a large locomotive making its way over the horizon towards the broken bridge. I can see the outline of a long train behind the light, can hear the rumble of the engine, and feel the shaking of the ground, but no one else can see the train and they continue to play as if nothing is there. I become terrified and my post-traumatic stress kicks in and I fall to the ground paralyzed with fear like I did back in the farm grocery store. I do not consciously think it in the dream but I can sense that the approaching ghost train represents something dark from my past and that is what triggers my pts, not the thought of the trains crashing on the broken bridge.

Some children gather around me, including my two friends, but this time they do not realize what is wrong with me. They try to rouse me with teasing and stuff but I am completely paraylayzed, though I am concious and can see and hear everything around me, and I cannot respond. As the train that no one else can see gets closer my feelings of terror and dread grows. As the train passes group of teenagers wanders in from somewhere and one of the boys in the group takes a picture of me laying on the ground because I am so unresponsive and pale that he thinks I am dead. He and his friends are laughing about all the damn homeless kids in the area but the children get defensinve and chase off the teenagers afterwards by ganging up and throwing rocks and debris. As the teens run off the ghost train hits the broken bridge and crashes into the river below, taking half of the bridge with it. I can see, hear and feel everything and it is so overwhelming that I feel like my soul is being extinguished by the terrifying experience. Though the other children could not see or hear the train approaching it suddenly becomes real to them as it crashes into the bridge and they all flee in terror from the twisting metal and train cars piling up on one another under the bridge.

My eyes finally close and I think I pass out or die from fright but I can still hear and feel the train crashing into the river. When what seems like an eternity of the ground violently shaking and the sound of screaming metal finally passes and I open my eyes and can finally move my body again. My friends and some other children are gathered around me trying to wake me up and they want to know why I passed out. I look around and the train is gone and the bridge is back to the way it was before the crash. The night is quiet and still and there is no evidence that there was a train at all. My friends said that I was playing under the scafforlding when I suddenly passed out and they could not wake me for several minutes. Though there is now no train or any physical evidence of it I know my experience of it was real because the memory of it is so vivid in my mind and the numbing terror that I felt is still lingering in my heart and body.

There is a bit more to this dream, something about riding the tops of cars around town, stealing food, and three fire engines driving off or crashing into the broken train bridge, but the details have become to blurred and I cannot remember them.

Sidenote: I decided against polyphasic sleeping. I woke up on time (at 3:30am) and stayed up for an hour but I was so tired and I thought of how exhausted I would be for weeks as I was transitioning and I decided it wasn't worth it. I am going to continue waking up in the night (though about an hour later) as a WBTB.

Dream 1: Pre-Three Thirty
I was with my friend Jacob (who seems to be in all of my dreams right now). We were eating vanilla ice cream that looked kind of lumpy and homemade (like the kind we made in chemistry class with liquid nitrogen). I remember saying something along the lines of "more food?" or "I'm so full but I'll eat this anyways" and I kind of remember seeing a ton of plates of food in front of me. We were sitting at a table in the middle of a square in a European looking city. We were watching the area as if we had been placed in a movie or a book and were watching some story take place, though I can't remember anything happening in front of us and I don't think anything was happening. I also remember Jacob saying "well it's up to you" as if we were deciding what we would do.

Dream 2: Post-Three Thirty
I was in some kind of room with people from my school. My friends Cora and Davida were sitting with me. One of them was sitting on a chair like this, the other was sitting on one of the arms, and I was sitting on the other arm. We were talking and decided to go outside. We were in a square similar to the one I was sitting in with Jacob but instead of being a flat square it had a round "pyramid" (like a round staircase up to a platform). We went back to the room and we were talking to this boy Adam. We went back outside and Adam's ex-girlfriend Hazel was sitting at the top of the stairs. Then we were looking online at some kind of message board about NaNoWriMo winners/losers (Cora and I both attempted NaNoWriMo which ended at midnight and lost).

I dream I am in a random house. It may of been a small building. I wasn't to sure when I recalled the dream. I go upstairs and look out the window.

I see that beautiful red sky you usually see in dreams. It was amazing. I come downstairs. On my way down the stairs, I see a woman. She's a bit chubby, middle-aged, and had black hair.

She randomly walks by and goes up to the room I just left. I see my Dad. I freak out. I'm screaming in joy. I see he has a box
with a wireless card in it. I need one for my computer to connect to our network. I'm thanking him and thanking him.

I return upstairs and set it down. Then, joy turns hate. I hear a song on the radio. It's
downstairs, but it's pretty loud. I reconize the chords. A, D, C, A. Then the chorus. D, G, A, A. Then, I hear the lyrics too. Then the solo. I reconize the drums too.

The chords, the solo, the drums, the lyrics...they add up to be a perfect match of MY song! Those f***ers stole my own original song!!! I am now p***ed off. Then, the dream begins to fade until I awake.

Note: Tonight I had plans to meet up with MoSh to place a connection between his inner world to the Hogwarts we have been visiting, but then he told me that someone has been screwing with Asuka's memory and she doesn't even remember him. So the first plan became to restore Asuka's memory. I also had plans to meet up with Kaomea to raise a bit of chaos in a different Hogwarts, specifically one where Professor Umbridge (5th year Defense Against the Dark Arts Instructor) deserves to be the object of some amusement. More specifically, never can these two dreams meet! Unfortunately, I once again have only fragmented memories.

The Memory Remains
I am with MoSh in a strange town, I have no idea where we are, and I am not lucid. MoSh and I are looking for a new age store where he says he will be able to find Asuka, he says I will have to help her remember him. I am wondering how I am supposed to help Asuka remember him if he can't do that himself. We are heading toward the store, MoSh seems to know where he is going, but we reach a spot where there is a barricade and a cop is not letting anyone down the street we need to take. And they are clearly taking this very seriously, there is a large barrier that is about ten feet tall at least and it is topped with razor wire… um… they are taking this way too seriously. MoSh and I take a different street to go around the barricaded area and get to the new age store that way. Now there don't seem to be any streets heading in our direction at all, and the street we are on is curving in the wrong direction. MoSh points out an alley and we go down that, determined to reach the store. There are dogs there now, about seven big dogs that look like Rottweilers, and they are all blocking the alley and snarling menacingly. I go over to a fire escape and jump to reach the ladder, pulling it down. Now MoSh and I are able to use the fire escapes to get past the dogs. We continue using the fire escapes until we finally reach a store called New Life, MoSh says that is where Asuka is working. The fire escape ends on the roof of the place, which seems a bit odd, but we are able to get inside through a trap door. Inside, Asuka doesn't seem to think this is strange at all, and she greets us by asking what she can help with. I tell her I think MoSh is looking for a bit of quality time with her, adding a wink. She looks at me strangely, as if she has no idea what I am talking about… MoSh says I had said I have a song to restore memories, maybe I should try that. I look in my pocket and find I have my iPod, so I take it out and play the song "The Memory Remains" by Metallica while focusing on restoring her memories. The song plays through, and it looks like there is a flicker of recognition in Asuka's eyes.

Haunted Dungeons
I am at Hogwarts, and this time I am spontaneously lucid, or maybe I just don't recall the time when I became lucid. But at the point where my memories start I am with Kaomea, Fred, and George in some dark corner of the dungeons at Hogwarts. We are all talking about making fools out of Umbridge, Snape, Ubridge, some of the Slytherins, Umbridge… oh, and Umbridge! It is unanimous that every there hates Umbridge beyond all others. Something comes into my mind, I am thinking Kaomea and I can use form shifting to make Umbridge look really retarded, and the effect will last even after we are gone. The situation will be set then for Fred and George to have whatever fun they can get out of it, make a plan? They say they will improvise, that is what they do best. So we start off by sending a fake message from Snape that says he needs to meet with Umbridge immediately. Kaomea and I turn into cats… she turns into Hermione's cat, Crookshanks, I turn into Mrs. Norris. Umbridge comes down into the dungeon shortly later. I, as Mrs. Norris, go over and wind around her legs, which results in her kicking me. I hiss at her. That doesn't fit with all her plates and pictures of cats in her office… but it is also not unexpected. I flip back to my feet, arch my back, and I hiss loudly. Umbridge tells me to shut up, so I start mutating. From the form of a cute little kitty cat I start growing, there are bony spines protruding from my back, and my hissing becomes more malevolent… Before long Umbridge is staring, stunned and terrified, at a face that looks something like this.

She stumbles backwards a couple of feet, then trips and falls on her ass before letting out a horrible sounding scream of pure terror. I hear someone behind me, so I quickly transform back to Mrs. Norris and jump on Umbridge's chest and start purring. Snape enters the hall and sees Umbridge on the floor, cowering, pointing at me and saying to get it away from her, please get it away from her, it's a monster… Snape picks me up by the scruff of the neck and looks at me, he states the obvious, "It's… a… kitty… cat…" in his usual mocking tone. He puts me down and looks at Umbridge with disgust. Umbridge is going on about how I had been a monster just second ago, I respond with a questioning, "Meow?" Snape says, "That's Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat… she may be filthy and have fleas, but she is no monster." Umbridge wants to know what Snape wanted to see her for, he says he doesn't and then walks away. Umbridge is visibly shaken, but then she walks down the hall she came from. I see Crookshanks waiting near the end of the hall, Kaomea is going to have some fun with Umbridge. I head down the hall towards them, to see what is going to happen, but this is the last part I remember.

A whole LOT of dream time this night, maybe 3 hours. I got to sleep on time but was tired.

I also think my dreams have been influenced by the news events lately, I have to stop watching the news...

Dream 1 : Teaching My Dog and Cat to Hunt.
Nonlucid
I was out in my backyard and the dog and cat were back there sniffing the ground and stuff as usual but then I saw there was a rabbit between them but they didn't seem to see it! I ran out into the yard and called them over to the rabbit and said "go get it!" a few times. After a bit they got the idea and started to chase it. They caught it and just stood there with their heads down like they were biting at it or something.

Dream 2 : Pink Shirts and Bomb Making
This is a very long dream which I will shorten to get to the best parts.
Partial lucidity
I was coming out from an alleyway and there were a lot of shops here along the street but they were closed and had a strange chain-link type of fencing over them. It was on a small hill and i walked down the hill to a parking lot where it leveled off. I looked at some of the cars here and then an old Italian American type guy came up to me and started asking things about my interest in the car. I was not at all interested in him OR the car and said "no thanks" and walked off.
There was a shop nearby which I walked into and people were sorting electrical stuff from these hand sized bins. I walked around pretending I worked there but really just exploring.
Then I noticed this guy on a step ladder had a pink shirt and black tie. I was taken back by that, and though I said nothing, they heard my thoughts. The guy with the pink shirt looked down at his shirt and looked annoyed and then somehow ripped his shirt off single-handedly tie and all. Then I saw three more guys behind him, also wearing the same things, do the same.
As I walked around I watched them all working but one guy seemed to be sneaky and I thought he was trying to put together parts to make a bomb. I followed him to his work station but the parts there could never make anything much less a bomb.

Dream 3: Taking Down the School
Lucidity was maybe 80%. I knew it was a dream but my mind was not focused clearly.
I found myself in a school. At first I was not sure where I was and had to walk around to get a feel for the place. Every place has a feel for what it is. I was in a middle school office. It was a large office with a big section for seating and kids to play on the floor. A couple of middle schoolers sat in the seats while about 4 younger kids played on the floor. I walked around and got a feeling there was a hostage situation. I didn't get how that could be, the dream world almost never has a staged one time event like that, usually ongoing events that anyone can join at any time and fit right in. Still no one was leaving the school at all so I decided to take a look around.
While contemplating what I wanted to seem like (whether I wanted people to see me as a teacher, school administration, a visitor, or even a student) two boys walked by with one hanging onto the hoody of the one in front of him trying to walk away. Bullying! I stepped out the door and said "You two! In here." and they meekly walked inside the office area. Another office woman came up behind me and said "thanks" smiling. I could feel that she thought I was a teacher so I figured that's what I'll be.
I walked around and around, through halls and rooms, sometime they paid me attention sometimes not but no one seemed to feel like there were hostages anywhere so I took the long walk back up to the front of the school. I sat in a office across the way with those window-walls where the top is glass and the bottom is a very short wall. I thought if I could make all the windows break then everyone would have a reason to leave and then at least if there was a danger they would be safe. I used my telekinesis to pull on the windows but they didn't break or even rattle. This was really weird, actually impossible, how come the windows were resisting my powers without even trying? So I tried again even harder this time, still nothing. Then I noticed there was a door, and part of its doorway, that had warped towards me. No one noticed the door or my gesturing, I needed to do more, much more. I pulled hard on the door and everything around it, then looked. The door was way out of shape and the ceiling was bending down and towards me and still no one was noticing me as I sat amongst other people in this office. I went all out, using two hands I telekinetically pulled a huge amount of the building, bringing the ceiling way over and half the school and it was beginning to look like it may collapse as there were snapping and cracking noises! I didn't want to become a victim of my own success so this damage would have to do but no one noticed a thing. This is not strange since dreamers usually don't notice anything is strange till they wake up, just last night I dremn't of serving lunch in a shoe and thought nothing about it. I would have to start something, so I got up and said "We have to leave!" while thinking about the ceiling caving in. Three people noticed me and turned their heads as I spoke. They started leaving and then other followed them, we were all headed out! I held back from the doors a bit, the trouble makers should not be the first one out. I just thought they might know me or what I did; when your lucid you find it hard to think that others are not. On my way out the door I tried to hold the door for others but there were people who felt they were in charge doing that and the administrative type holding the door didn't let me hold it so I walked with the others. Everyone was grouping up outside like during a fire drill which is what it felt like and I felt that most people thought it was. I stood by a couple of women at the far end of the school and feeling pretty good about my mass exit I decided to say "wow they did a great job [getting everyone out] didn't they?" They agreed and one woman in a slight German accent said "yes." I looked at the side of the school and it was straight not bent over like I thought it should be.

I found this website yesterday, after finding a wikipedia page on lucid dreaming.
I thought wow, this sounds amazing. [Ended up signing up today]

So I researched further.. techniques on how to become lucid, reality checks, things you can do everyday to help you further.

I found something that said it's harder to WILD at night.
But me, being over-excited, decided to try it anyway.

So I lay in bed, dead still, for maybe 15 minutes, and bam.
I got what I think was the 'wave' I read about.

But I thought, isnt there supposed to be a urge to move?
So I thought, na, I won't give up yet.

I think another 10 - 15 minutes later, is when I wanted move. Badly.
After it subsided, I was relieved, but nothing was happening.
I got that urge maybe 5 - 10 minutes after, again.

After that subsided I lay there, unmoved, relitivtly calm, for another 10 - 20 minutes.

But that's when I gave up, and decided to move, and go to sleep.


Then I was having dream, but I didn't realise at first because although I was in some sort of indoor-camp-playground place. I thought I was supposed to be there.

I can't remember much, but I remember controling what I was saying to someone.
That's when I kinda realised.
So then I thought of "reality checks".

I remembered one being looking at your hands, so I did.
My left hand had two extra fingers on the left side, and another two on the right side.
My right hand looked like, it had that photo-booth yin-yang-swirly effect on it. They were both a bit blurry.
I started becoming very happy, but not over-excited because I heard that can wake you up.
I made one more reality check.. by pinching my nose, and blowing.. the air some-how went straight through.

Now this was pretty amazing to me..
but I didn't have much control, like I've read,
I would also say it was "bad quality"
It was unclear what everything was about, the things around me as well, I do remember there being individual people, but it's all blurred together now trying to remember.
Other than the hands, and the basic idea of where I was, I can only remember snips, small snips, and even they are hard to explain.
I know it happened, I just.. can't remember.

That's my first experience with lucid dreams.

Non-dream Dream Lucid-Dream


This was a lucid nightmare I had last night. I thought It was pretty interesting so I'm going to post it here.

I was walking around a mall. The mall was HUGE. I suddenly became lucid. I was walking around looking at how real everything was, I walked to the end of one of the aisles and came up to a big window. I looked out the window and saw a bunch of trees. Almost looked like a jungle out there. I saw a black thing in the distance. It started getting closer... oh no, oh god no, It was slender man.

I freaked out. he was coming at me on all is tentacles. I started backing away, not knowing what to do. He rammed his whole body through the window with a thrust of his tentacles. He was coming at me. I kicked him right in his fa-... Oh wait. He has no face. I kicked him in the front of his head as hard as I could. The dream faded, suddenly I was in a new dream, I was still lucid. I was in the passenger seat of a car and some one else was driving. We were out in the desert. about 50 slender mans were roaming around. I was kind of terrified. The dream faded there.