non-lucid

Camping and friends I miss
I remember a camping trip where we were at a camp ground and there were all the people from High School that I don't see anymore because we are all too busy or away for college. I had been driving around the campsites and meeting people I knew and then as I drove past a gas station, I saw a friend who I haven't seen for a long time and they were on a golf cart (hint) and we made eye contact so they must have seen me and I couldn't park the truck because I was blocking the gas station parking lot and the road so I decided to do a u-turn and say hi. I go back and they are gone. I search for them everywhere and never have any luck. I asked a friend of mine Shannon (who I had chatted with before I went to bed on Facebook) if she knew where they were. She gave me a direction and I set out. I never found them and then the dream changed and I forgot all about the previous dream.

Computer chat
I remember being on the computer for homework (go figure I was doing that all last week) and I got bored (as usual) and started looking up music artists (don't normally do that). I found one guy's online profile for some site and I kept reading about him until I saw him in this warehouse place that just appeared from nowhere and he was in the raftors watching me. Then the warehouse changed to the warehouse that takes place in my last dream of today.

Action Packed Archeologist
Last night I dreamed that I was some kind of archeologist and I now had a daughter named Matty who was not very afraid of much and my cousin Ben was with us. We had a group of around 10 archeologists with us who all had guns just in case of thieves. So I went into a storage compound in the middle of the woods while everyone else stayed outside of it except ben and matty who stayed by the door. We came in side and on many shelves were big guns from Ar-15's to 50 cal. sniper rifles to shotguns. We found this thing about 2 feet long and it stood up length wise like a tube for artillery shells fireworks. When we opened it, it started to smoke from the top and then this thing jumped out and it was animal like but walked on two legs. It jumped and sprang itself at me but I barely avoided it and then I grabbed a shotgun and blew its face off. Then it turned into a clay pottery shaped like a persons head and it lay on the floor not moving. I thought I killed it. Then I turn around and start to look around a little and the pottery head is gone and the animal thing is attacking me again. This repeats itself many times as I use different weapons from a wooden 2X4, paintball gun, and Ar-15 and it keeps coming back after I kill it and I turn around and its back again. Then one more time and it goes to attack me and I can't find any weapons to kill it with and I call for Ben's help. We see the pottery head on the last time roll to the tube it comes out of and it smokes and then it comes out. So the pottery head must be smashed after we kill it. We can't find ammo or any weapons so we run to alert the other archeologists and Ben and Matty come with me but Matty falls behind. As I turn around to see if she is behind us, I see her in the distance and she had tripped on something and the animal and now sided with a small dog and a jackal shaped thing in the same color as the animal thing was. I see the dog go for her and run back to save her. I get there just as the dog jumps to bite her and I drop kick it with both feet at the same time and then it lunged again and I kicked it again and then woke up.

I had this dream ages ago, but thought I'd post it up anyway. I was wearing blue and white striped pyjamas in this dream, which I have never worn before in my life. A weird disease was going round that caused you to grow fingernails where you shouldn't. It was slightly horrific actually, for a young girl. Bear in mind this happened a few years ago now? I am only 15. However, on with the dream. I Looked down at my hands and noticed bubbles of skin... fingernails growing out of the skin. I was swept by a weird sense of calm however and began to search for a solution. I then found a group of others cursed with the same horrible disease. I noticed they where jumping off into a large crack in the ground, where flames hissed at the bottom. They to were wearing the same pyjamas as I was. I decided that I would join them in jumping. I approached the edge. I jumped. Before I hit the ground, I awoke in my bed. I was slightly disturbed and wondered what this could mean.

Good morning everybody. I remember two dreams from last night. But my memory of both is a little fuzzy. I took some NyQuil last night because I have a cold.

Dream #1

I had just gotten off a plane. I got into an old, baby blue VW Beetle, which was in something like an underground parking lot. I'm not sure exactly what I did in the Beetle, because I didn't move the car.

I walked up into some kind of terminal corridor at the airport. There were very few people around. The place looked old and dim. I walked though this terminal and into another parking garage.

I was walking through this parking garage as if I were just going to walk straight out of the airport. But then I remembered that I had a car in this parking garage, and that I needed to drive it home. It was actually my mom's car. It was a Cadillac, like from the 1970s.

I turned around and walked back in the direction I had come from. I may have been able to see back into the terminal, which may now have looked like a big, empty living room with a big concession stand in it.

I found the Cadillac parked so it faced a concrete wall. I got in and began to pull it out of the parking space. I figured this would be a fine car to drive back to my mom's house.

But then I remembered that I already had my mom's other car, the VW Beetle, parked in the parking garage on the other side of the airport and way underground.

I stopped the Cadillac, trying to figure which car I should drive back to my mom's house. I hated the Beetle. But it was my mom's car, and I would have to bring it back to her. I couldn't figure out how I could get both cars home. I also couldn't figure out how I'd gotten both cars here in the first place.

I pulled the car back into the parking space. Something about that action felt so good that I did it again and again. I couldn't quite get the car between the lines of the parking space.

I began imagining myself as a businessman from the 1970s: a tall, white, handsome man with blue eyes, a silly kind of permed hair-do, and a full but well-trimmed beard. The man's hair was brown but greying a little. The man wore a very slim grey suit with a pale blue shirt.

Dream #2

A man and woman in their 40s or 50s were trying to escape from some group of people. The man and woman ended up in a room in a building like a mansion. In this room, you would perform some kind of ritual and it would do something like make you immortal.

The man had gotten the woman to undergo this ritual before the people had come. The view had been from outside the room, so I couldn't see what had happened inside the room.

Now it was like everything had started all over again. The man and the woman went to a few different places. Then they ended up being pursued by people who didn't want them to do the ritual.

The man and woman were on the run. They were back at the mansion. They stood inside a dim, wood-walled room. They were trying to unlock and open a huge, heavy wood door. There was a feeling of urgency, as if the people pursuing the man and woman could be here at any moment. The lights in the room were flickering on and off, as if it were thundering inside.

Finally the man and woman got the door open. Beyond the door there was a lot of flashing. I was really curious what this whole thing was about, and I didn't want this "movie view" from outside the room. I really wanted to see what happened in the room.

I now identified with the man. I was him. I stood in the room. The room was wide and square, and it was almost entirely taken up by a strange pool. The pool seemed to be filled with clouds rather than liquid. The clouds may also have been flashing, as if with lightning. I now understood that this pool was some kind of portal to another dimension.

The man and woman knew the people were coming. So they had to jump in the pool. The man/I decided to go first this time. I jumped out really far and did some kind of twirling diver move.

I began descending through the clouds. There was white light and a calm, but almost electric, feeling all around me.

Last night i had a weird dream where i was in my friend andrew's garage. weird thing is that his garage had an upper compartment filled with toys and stuff. there were alot of people there aswell.

I came back to my old street and went to my friend andrews house, i was given to white chocoalte bars that i ate.

I had a dream wher i was in my town with Ro and Kei, we walked down past this little chip shop built into a wall where i ordered a sub, i ended up eating some of it despite the fact that it was soggy and limp, i walked down past richmond centre where i saw Kei and Ro again, they came over to me and we then walked down to and i noticed suds on my subway, i threw it away and went down to what i believe to be the location of wither supervalu or poundworld although the shop looked completely differcnt.inside, i went to buy some chocolate and when i ran past a kid, at that point i realised i was dreaming and started rubbing my hands together, i shouted "yes!" and ran towards the door where, outside it looked really dangerously suuny, i got a bit freaked out and work up in Sp.

The half-asleep mind is seriously a strange thing. It had me convinced that I didn't have many dreams, or that I hadn't written them down much, so I didn't type them up. I turn off my computer for the night and go to check out my DJ, and find five dreams written down, and I remember the majority of them!

I'm over halfway down the very last page, so I've decided to end it there - my dreams for tonight probably won't fit in the space left. So I have a shiny new journal that I've been holding onto to use now. I had the first one for...two years and five months, wow...and nine lucid dreams in that time. I hope I have more in my new journal!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

10.26.2010

Kicked Out (Non-lucid)

We (me, mom and dad) arrive at a big storage unit in the van. They open it and look inside, but it's empty. They call to find out why.

I'm in the van sitting up front. There are two iPods mounted up on both sides, mom's and dad's. I turn them on but only frequency sounds comes through - fuzzy, beeps. I think they even had dials.

~ Somehow there's a couple game show type thing or something going on, and the man and women don't win together though I think they got along well. Later, they chat online publicly, a second chance to meet or something. They hit a snag when the man disagrees with something she says and they can't get along after that. She logs off. (I was actually able to see the text, but I don't remember it all.)

I pulled the van out of the driveway until it's turned around. A truck across from me pulls out and drives away.

My parents come back. I think I say sorry and explain that I didn't know how to turn back around. We pull in somewhere else and they get out and start talking to someone. I hear something about 'September'. 'Have until September'. I feel that something is wrong and I get teary.

I open my door/it's already open, and then person looks in and makes some joke about how it's 'the director's fault', and looking at me as if that's me. I'm not amused. I go to stand by my parents, and mom tries to look comforting.

- I think it was either about the storage or our house. We're going to have to leave it (the house) or we have to pay it (storage). I think I wonder what happened to our stuff. In real life, it's already past September though. I think I realized that in the dream.

Your Beauty Mark (Non-lucid)

Beauty mark - one to age, one to de-age. They're a sign of crushes.

Learning Japanese (Non-lucid)

There was a facility to learn Japanese. There was more to this dream, but I don't remember it.

Oriental (Non-lucid)

I was in this place that had a bunch of Oriental things in it. I wandered around looking at everything. There was boxes with old designs on them - women in Asian garb, etc. There were rocks with gems in them. Jewelry. I handled everything very carefully. It was all expensive, and I think I wondered what I should buy, because it was kind of rude to handle everything without buying something in the end.

- I'm looking at some pajamas hanging on a rack. They've got designs from Supernatural on them. Me and a guy pick out a top and bottom pair and go try them on, but mine don't quite fit - too big.

- Something about a potato chip that served as a key...

Abandoned (Non-lucid)

I(?) was driving through a flooded forest area. A little girl (looking pretty dirty) was sitting abandoned on a rock. I get out to get her.

Dinosaurs Must Die

AT was at some day camp. I think I was a counselor or something. The building's insides were a friendly white with a pale blue rim and there were kids running around everywhere. I went to a room with 2 of my friends, peter and another. This room looked a lot like my old room and the lights were off. We were joking about knives and while they were taking there's out to brag about I just felt that mine was in my back pocket. The lights were off but there were tons of ambient light. I turned around and saw a shadow of someone holding a formidable blade coming from the bathroom door. I laughed uncomfortably. I halfway try to get the others to shut up but they keep talking. Out of the bathroom busts a veloceraptor my height and rushes towards Peter. The other friend is no one where to be seen. The raptor bites peter and he started to cry. It looks at me and rushes. After taking out my knife, trying to stab in in the face, and my knife falling from my grip, I catch its head in my hands and its jaws, annoying close to my face, snap wildly. I, push back, diving to the floor and taking it with me. I then couldn't think of what to do so I started bashing its head against the tile of the bathroom. I kept doing so until I felt its brain start to leak out of the back side of his skull. Finally, I stopped, put the head down and watched. After only 5 seconds or so, the still body reanimated it self with fierceness. I ran out of the bathroom, and while closing the door, caught its head within the door and the doorframe. I pull hard, watching it writhe, until its head popped off and fell to the floor. With that I ran out of the room.

Next I can remember, I went out of the building, found a red sports car and started driving fast. I was in a heavily wooded area with an established highway with enough traffic, I had to weave. Soon from the forest a giant t-rex came out and started chasing me in the car. I arrive at a building and run in. It's a giant court room. When I say giant, I mean that instead of pews or seats for people to watch, there's a balcony of unimaginable space. Everything was elevated seriously high and everything had stairs that lead up to it. It went so high that when I made it up the stairs to the lowest thing, the judges chair and defendant seat, I was just to the top of the T-Rex that just busted in. There were others in here with me, all just as scared. The first target was a blonde, it snapped her up easily. Next it went for me, but when I dodged it it just got whoever was behind me...a fat guy. Water was starting to fill in the room too...I climbed up to higher levels of the courtroom. Few people are following me and the T-Rex is swimming the the ever deepening water that's filling up the room. We get higher and higher in the balcony and then at one point I'm climbing up onto a rotting wooden banister left unkempt at the nosebleed heights. The water stops and somehow I get the Idea that I could do this forever. But then I remember...This T-rex is a reptile, which means it'll lay eggs, and those will come after me...This was a horrible realization.

My First Dream Journal Entry: Tuesday, October 26th, 2010

• Most of the conversations that take place in my dreams aren't always exact but I try remembering to the best of my ability.

• Usually in my dreams I am not in them. However, I am watching it as if I am in a third person view, kind of like playing Warcraft except with real people and I can't control them (I do not play Warcraft lol) This occurs in my first dream but not my second.

I remember seeing an old lady about the age of sixty sitting down next to a guy around the age of thirty. It seemed as if they lived together (I'm not sure if they were married or not but they were definitely together). The old lady was was waiting for a man to pick them up (I think it was supposed to be her dad). The door bell rang and the lady asks who was at the door. A young man replies, "It's your dad, let's go." She does not recognize the voice and she says "no you are not." The man is now very frustrated and asks the lady, "Well can I still take you to wherever you need to go?" At this point of the dream, I am now in the body of the old lady almost as if I possessed her but I didn't? I don't actually see the body but I know I'm in it because she opens the door for the man and she looks at him but it is me that's looking at him from her eyes... Yes, very strange, I am an old woman. She then stares at him for a good ten seconds before she goes back into the house. She speaks to her loved one and tells him everything that has happened. At this point I am back to third person view. They start arguing and the guy tells her that he did not want to do things like this anymore. I'm not sure what he meant by that but it seemed as if they had some kind of crazy random life that they were trying to forget... Maybe they liked to do crazy things no matter how stupid or scary they would sound. The lady tries very hard to convince her loved one to go with the guy and eventually he does. This is where my dream ends.

I then go into a second dream. This dream kind of made more sense compared to my first one. I walk into school and I see a desk in the entrance. There are two teachers (which I did not recognize at all) who were sitting at the desk. There was a long line of students (and I somehow managed to not see one of their faces) that went up to the desk. At this point I realized that I was taking the SAT (I had taken it in a different school and it had a very similar setup right before we took the test so I am guessing that is where it came from). It was as if I already knew I was taking the test that day in the dream. For some odd reason, I could not hear anybody speaking. I do not know if I was deaf in my dream or I am just unable to recall any conversations. I waited in line for about a minute until I recognized this kid, Evan. He did not go to the same school that I did and I haven't seen him in about 8-9 months. He spoke to the ladies at the desk but I could not make out anything they were saying. He then grabs a test booklet and begins to walk towards the classroom he was assigned to. After about four steps, he opened his test booklet and started reading and writing in it. In my mind I thought "Why is he doing this? He is not allowed to do this." The thing is that I cannot control what I'm thinking in my dreams. It is like there is someone else thinking/moving for me. After about ten seconds he asks a teacher for help. At this point, I thought was fine that he was doing this even though he wasn't allowed to so I couldn't give myself a reality check because I actually thought it was real. He seemed confused as if there was something wrong with the test but I never got to figure out what that was because this is where my dream ended.

October 26, 2010

I'm in a house with some friends, some real, some dream characters. The house is decorated with Halloween decorations, but there's also like candy decorations. There's a tour lady, and she says something about "no stacking" which in my dream meant taking the candy decorations. Well I didn't give a fuck and I ripped off this huge ass twizler string, shit was like a rope. I take a bite and hurry into the next room before the lady see's me, and I just drop it in the middle of the room (kitchen) so I don't get caught. She comes in and she's pissed. I remember seeing my friend Freas here, but only for a second. I get kicked out and my friend Tom is with me, except I'm outside a dream version of my own house mixed with my old house, and it's night. My friend Tom is with me, he got kicked out too, although this is the first time he appeared in the dream. For some reason I start faking crying really loudly and Tom shakes his head at me no, so I stop. Then he hops over the fence into the backyard and I follow. He tries jumping onto this ledge thing, because there's a window and I guess he wanted to scare/fuck with the people inside. He can't make it up, so provide a hand by trying to boost him up to no avail. Another friend comes over, I'm not sure who, might be my friend Tit, and I ask him to help me boost Tom up. Tit disappears (totally normal in the dream) and some kids appear in the backyard, and start fucking with Tom. They were making fun of him for trying to get on the ledge, and when his back was turned, one of them pushed him. He laughed it off, and then the other kid pushed him when his back was turned. They disappear for a little bit then me and Tom start walking back to the front, and I see a bunch of people outside the front of the house in costumes. They weren't the people I was with inside the house, but then the people I was with came out. I don't even recognize any of them, but I just knew those were the people I was inside with. Then I'm in the backyard again, and one of the kids starts messing with me, and he runs and tackles me, but I put him in a headlock then it breaks up. Then his friend ran and tackled me and the same thing happened, but this kid felt a little stronger. I think that's the end of the dream. At one point though I remember looking up to the ledge Tom was trying to jump onto and seeing two lit cigarettes.

Edit: I just remembered another dream that I had this night. Well, part of it. I remember being sick and puking lol.

Dream Lucid

It was Thanksgiving day and I wanted to go smoke some weed before eating. I head out and meetup with some friends. I notice that I'm at the LA coliseum. Two joints were being lit and I was able to puff on one of them. A DC is bragging about how the weed he rolled into his was purple. He handed me his joint and let me spark it. I walked into the little tunnel thingy they have there to block the wind. I took the lighter and held the red flame to the end and sucked. It didn't light, at all. I though this was a bit odd so I pinched my nose, I could breathe through it. I tried lighting it again and it worked this time. Knowing that I was dreaming I smoked half the joint in one puff. The cloud of smoke that came out was amazing! I then started to think if I should do the task of the month or not, since it's near the end. Then I noticed my phone vibrated(I guess just thinking of maybe doing it just caused my dream to do it). I took it out and saw my sister texted me asking when I would be home. I replied asking her when dinner would be ready. She said in a few hours, then went on about how some guy came over to the house to look for something. Still being in the tunnel, I walked out into the coliseum and it was FILLED with people (I had been here for the Electric Daisy Carnival) music was blasting and people were just everywhere dancing. I just stood there enjoying the music and how it sounded so good! Then I woke up.

I was walking on the blacktop with my brother. I decided to RC.I became lucid and started to float and just fly instead of walking with him. Then I woke up

I am in my room. There are four of my classmates in the room. I sit on my bed and put some sweets on it. I also have an unopened bar of chocolate with me. One of the classmates asks me to give her some sweets. I give the rest except the chocolate to her. She gives me some money. I look at the coins. One 2,25 euro coin and a 1,75 euro coin. I wonder it for a while, but well, I've heard about 5 euro coins so why not 2,25 and 1,75? I ask her if they are euros or cents. "Cents", she answers. So a 22,5 and a 17,5 cent coin, then.
I leave the room and arrive on a forested hill. My class and a guide is also there. We go for a trip. The path is narrow and we have to walk in line. The next thing I remember is when we came back. This time the path is blocked. I climb about a metre. The path continues about a metre below me. I try to climb on the top of the hill, about one more metre, using the grass growing there to help me. "I could climb this if the rock wasn't wet", I say to the guide. I walk along the path and find a tree. I grab it and heave myself to the top of the hill. I see the rest of the class emerging from the forest. I feel my strength fade. One of them comes to me. "Fourth", he says. I think he meant himself. I manage to get myself on the top of the hill.
I enter a house through the door from which I came to the hill in the first place. It's a simple wooden house with nothing at all in it. Suddenly I realise I'm dreaming, but I feel the dream beginning to fade. I can almost feel my eyelids, closed to keep the image of the dream in my head. A DC comes in and says the dream will not end yet. I wait for the dream to stabilize and soon it does. Almost waking up worsened the dream's quality. I'm now dreaming in third person and have no touch sense. I leave the house. Soon my attention is captured by a scene nearby. There was someone telling Zeus he should leave this plane of existence for a while because his brother, a powerful wizard was plotting something. Next thing I remember is puncturing yellow and red balloons. The dream ended soon after that.

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

I woke up just before 5:00 A.M. last night and was disappointed that I'd slept through most of the night, couldn't remember any dreams, and wasn't going to have time for another full sleep cycle before the rest of the house started getting up at 5:30. I decided to try to go back to sleep anyway, focusing once again on MILD affirmations and visualizations. It worked.

At some point between 5:00 and 6:40 [when I woke up for real], I have a false awakening where I'm in my current room and my bed is parallel to the closet doors [not perpendicular to them, as it is in reality]. I'm lying on the floor between the bed and the closet, all tangled up in my blankets. [I'm not sure when this happened relative to my other dreams, so I'm just sticking it here at the beginning.]

I'm looking at the results of a Google Image Search for something involving the terms “japan” and [I think] “front.” Almost all the photos that are coming up are of cherry blossoms, but one of them is of autumn leaves. I say something along the lines of, “There are about ten hundred billion pictures of cherry blossoms, but almost no pictures of the leaves.”

The next thing I know, I'm lying on my back in a wide expanse of grass. Several big, flat leaves in bright red, yellow, and green gently float down onto me from the nearest tree. The sky is blue and the weather is sunny, clear, and calm. There are trees spread out all over this grassy area, all with leaves that are turning autumn colors. Somewhere in here, I recognize that I'm dreaming, but there's no specific moment that triggers this realization. Saito is there with me, and I want to show him a seed pod from a magnolia tree. So, one comes rolling down the hill toward me, and I catch it. It's bigger than it would be in real life, and I say so when I show it to him. He says to me, “It's your mind.” Indeed; by now I'm not only aware that I'm dreaming, but I've caught on to the fact that this is my mind's rendering of what autumn is. I look around for an acorn, but find none. I say, “Of course there aren't any acorns – all my trees are are liquid-ambers.” [That's because that's what most of the trees in the neighborhood where I grew up were.]

This big, tall, flying guy in a blue costume with matching blue makeup, who looks like he came straight from a Cirque du Soleil production, comes and lifts me up in his arms and flies away with me. As I'm being lifted off the ground, the thought of hot-air balloons crosses my mind, and [for some inexplicable reason], I ask myself, “Which city in Canada is the balloon city?” The blue flying guy flies us through a series of very large, rectangular rooms with movie projection screens on all the walls and the ceiling. At first, the screens are showing immersive views of natural vistas in Canada, accompanied by some appropriately dramatic and inspiring music that I don't recognize. I'm not afraid, because I recognize that the movie screens and the guy flying me through them are all part of the Disney theme park attraction I'm now on. The attraction is kind of like Soarin' meets the CircleVision movie at Canada's pavilion in Epcot. The film footage is filmed in a style very much like that of Soarin'; it's obviously intended to make it look like you're flying, except that the shots are designed for the big rectangular screens. The film in the last room of the attraction shows the transition over the border into the U.S., and flies us over Mt. Rushmore and then under a waterfall projected on the back wall. We go under the waterfall by going through an opening in the wall.

Once I'm through the opening, I'm standing on the ground, and the blue flying guy is gone. I recognize the place where I'm standing as the interior of the Snow White's Scary Adventures attraction from Disneyland. There are no ride vehicles anywhere to be seen, though. The Evil Queen is just a little way in front of me. I approach her, and she turns around and says something scary [just like on the real ride]. I scream really loudly and high-pitched. For a few moments, terror completely overtakes all my awareness. While screaming, I think, Wake me up! Wake me up! hoping that the dream will end. [Remarkably,] It doesn't this time. I finish screaming, and observe that the dream hasn't ended, I'm still standing there, and the Evil Queen is also still standing there, turned to face the path where the ride vehicles should be, but is now motionless and silent, as she has finished saying her prerecorded phrase. So I start punching her in the face. I do this repeatedly, but I don't feel anything. While I'm beating her up, I shout at her: “You're an AAT*! I carry more complicated devices than you around on my back every day!” Which is true; she may be computer-controlled, but my laptop is much higher-tech. No longer afraid of her, I walk along the path and into the next scene of the attraction, where there is another AAT figure of the Evil Queen [this is the case in reality, too, but the track layout there is completely different]. This one turns around and starts to shriek something at me to try and scare me, but her words stop and peter out halfway through, because she can see that I'm not afraid of her. I continue walking through the scene. [*My personal shortening of “Audio-Animatronic™,” the robotic technology used to create characters in many attractions at Disney theme parks. I think I shouted more things than this, but this is all I remember shouting now.]

The next thing I know, I'm outside again, but surrounded by buildings this time. I decide to rub my hands together, only to discover that they're really hot. I realize that that's because my real hands are really hot under my blankets. That's the last thing I remember from that dream, but it seemed to take me a little longer to wake up fully. When I did, my face broke into a smile and then a laugh when I remembered the encounter with the Evil Queen. In reality, I had been pretty scared of those moments on that ride when I was a kid, and I still dislike them now. I'm really, really proud of this dream. I think facing something/someone you've been afraid of for a long time and standing up to it is quite an achievement, and a good, worthwhile use of the ability to lucid dream.

Hello. Man my subconscious is really though
Hours of sleep: 6.5
Vividness: 2/5
Recall:2/5

I'm standing in front of my old school. I enter it with someone (a friend). She says that we could use this chance to see our ex-biology-teacher.
I don't want to see him. I know that he's against to the fact that I'm studying education. I try to avoid the cafeteria, because I know he's there. I start arguing with her, try to find some excuse to not go there. She gets angry and says:
"You cannot run away your hole life! You are too afraid to see him face to face, that he says that you are making a mistake by choosing education and not chemistry or biology. And you know that he might be right. You know that you have got potential to became a good researcher. And you will never know if he's right! Screw you!"

... Well ... No comment

I haven't bothered taking notes of my dreams when I wake, relying instead on memory. I recall my dreams until I fall back asleep. Unfortunately, that causes me to have the same dream over, only with knowledge of the first time around at my disposal. Then when I wake up for good, having two versions of the same dream makes it very difficult to properly recall either of them. But they were all pretty dull anyways.

The only dream of note I can recall was a fragment from 3 days ago.


Fragment: Chuck Norris Cult
A guy walks up to me and asks in a tone of voice that implies a joke "What does it take to join the Chuck Norris cult?"

"I don't know, what?" I reply, waiting for the punch line.

"If you knew, you'd already be a member." he tells me.

This somehow seems profound and makes an odd kind of sense. "Well them maybe I'm already a member", I say to him.

Somehow it seemed funnier in the dream than it did upon waking.

This kid was my age and trying to kill me the whole dream with a revolver.

I remember him following me through a neighborhood and into many residents' houses and only me and him were in the dream.
He followed me through a swamp and we fought fist fights many times in the dream and I tried countless times to convince him to not kill me because it was rediculous how everytime I got his gun away from him, he had another.

End of the dream that i remembered was him and I became friends and both talked about our knife collections.
Turns out he acts just like me.

Good morning. I remember two dream fragments from last night.

Dream #1

I was sitting indoors at a table with either a woman or a man. The table was big and solid, like a work table, but almost as low as a children's table.

A woman, possibly a young, Asian woman, began bringing out a bunch of desserts. Almost all the desserts had the theme of being sliced like pie and being made out of chocolate that looked like actual strawberries. They just looked like pie slices made out of fresh, raw strawberries. But the strawberries were really chocolate.

The last dessert the woman brought out was different. It was like a tray of different kinds of chocolate. But the chocolate was all colored white and gold. There might also had been some biscuit-like things in with the chocolate. The tray this chocolate was in was wooden, pale, and sturdy.

Dream #2

I sat somewhere with a man, who was a friend of mine (though I don't recognize him now) sitting to my right. We were inside or under some kind of structure, but we were looking out at a wide view of a sunset, possibly at a beach. We sat on a ledge of wood, in what now feels like an empty frame where something like a breakfast bar had once been.

The light from the sunset was intensely golden orange, filling the atmosphere and giving everything a metallic shine.

I knew that this guy liked a certain girl. I had been kind of flirting with the girl a little bit, too, though I don't think I was really interested in her. I decided to give the girl up so there would be no misunderstanding between me and my friend.