non-lucid

So for the first time in a while, i actually had a lucid dream. Actually three separate lucid dreams! One of which i don't remember too well. Plus a non-lucid i might mention.
So to start us off, you need to know a little backstory. I tried to wild last night. I woke up at 5. Didn't work and stopped at 5:55. Went to sleep. I was either in a light dream or a heavy daydream when this happened.

Lucidity-7
Vividness-8

I was on a bus. A normal yellow bus with tall blue seats. Across from me was a girl, and we were discussing how unpopular kids carry girls things for them. I started saying something to her and then my eyes shifted left and right real fast. Then i felt i was being sucked into nothing and she disappeared. Everything got sucked into a vortex.This is when i realized i was dreaming. I tried to figure out where i was in real life, but the dream was blocking it. So i went along with it. I was sucked into a spiriling vortex. There were bends every second or so. The colors were mainly red, black, and darker colors, with brighter ones farther away. It took about 20 seconds to get to where i dropped me off. I was in a completely white room with an unknown individual. I didn't see them, but i knew they were their. In front of me was a giant tv. Like 20 feet or so. On the tv were basketball characters that you pointed to to select them. The girl chose the wii avatar that was nearby and i chose michael jordan.Then the dream slipped.I woke up and wrote some stuff down about it.

I just remembered this one a second ago, it starts non-lucid and goes lucid.

Lucidity-5
Vividness-7

I'm riding a motorcycle down a street. I get up on the sidewalk and keep riding on the sidewalk for some reason. I eventually run into a person i know in the middle of town. We start talking and eventually walk away from where we were. I come back to see my dad working on my moms car and my bike is stolen. I ask a guy if he knows who stole the bike. He pointed down the street. I ran over to my moms car and hopped in. I think my dad was driving because i was in the passenger seat. We are going along, and all of a sudden i become lucid.I jump out of the car and try to fly, it doesn't work. So i slow down time so i can land safely on the ground.( i can slow time whenever i want for some reason)I redirect gravity and aim for the moon. Right before i get speed i start losing focus and the dream ends.

DAMNIT, i just want to go to the biodome, how much is that to ask. Next time i'm trying portals, but damnit i wanted to fly their.
But a fun night right there. Had a drystreak for a while, now its broken i think. And its the day i stopped trying mild. I hate milds, i think DILD is the way to go for me. I get almost 3 a week on a pretty good week. I'll try wilds more and more. I WILL WILD EVENTUALLY!

Had a bad sleep last night, and only can remember one dream, and only part of it at that:

I was at the school retreat that's happening next week. I had finished eating lunch, and now we were all going to have a race. Me and a few other people got on dirtbikes, and lined up at the start. There was no one there to say go, but we all knew somehow when to start. It was a sandy path, and I was in first place until I go to a hill. I hit a rut at the base of the hill, and it knocked me over. I got back on the bike and gave it as much gas as I possibly could. I couldn't go up the hill, though. I was going too fast, and my tires were just spinning in the dirt. Someone shouted at me that I had to go slowly up the hill, but no matter what I tried, I couldn't get up the hill. Very frustrating. That's basically the whole dream at this point, but I remember very vividly the details of my surroundings. The path was about 10 yards wide, and there was about 3 yards of grass on either side for spectators to watch. Surrounding the grass and the path was a huge lake, and it seemed that over the hill I would have just driven into the water, so I was very curious about the other side of the hill. But I never made it over the hill.

I think my lack of dreams is coming from new sheets. I recently got a set of satin sheets as a gift to the wife. they are amazing, neither of us ever need to fight over the comforter, or the sheets, and they are soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo soft. I think that maybe because i'm not used to the silk pillow, or the fact i have enough blanket to stay warm that i'm having trouble focusing...

Anyway 3 fragments. the first two were meh. I know the second was a work related dream, and i realized i was dreaming, and then promptly woke myself up. >.<

the third dream was a bit longer but i only remember bits of it.
The wife and i were in a house, apparently it was OUR house but it had more than one room *.* it was amazing! i had a bedroom separate from my living room. A friend from work was there, and her Ex. They stayed over and we ate popcorn. It was like a damn high school girls sleep over. FA, but i don't remember what happened Then the next Day we had too move. I was so happy you have no idea. we started packing and then the wife and my work friend left. The movers came, and i tried to text them but my phone broke and only showed the garble of text you get when you don't have a language installed on to your computer and you try to visit a web side in that language. I began to panic, and one of the movers, and to pulls me towards the bed. I looked at my phone, and read the garbled text again. I realized i was dreaming.

I woke myself up cause i heard the kitten. Alarm clock failed this morning.

Yesterday during the day, I felt fairly normal physically, and maybe a little more awake in the morning than normal. I had a few worries and stuff that I was thinking about, but I was able to lay that aside once I was ready to sleep. However, last night was really worse with recall than the previous. I can't even really remember any fragments, and I only have a vague sense of what my last dream might have been about. Here's how the evening went:

I was working on homework and stuff until close to 11:00. By the time I was ready to sleep, it was 11:15, and I didn't really spend any time focusing on lucid dreaming. I said my mantra ("I lucid dream") and watched the images behind my eyes until I fell asleep, which only took a few minutes. Next thing I remember, my alarm was going off at 5:30. I hit snooze, to see if I could remember any dreams, but no luck. The only thing I realized a few minutes later was that I think the dream may have had to do with math, which was what I was doing right before bed, and that I was thinking about first thing when I woke up (thinking about the subject itself, not really any particular facet of it.)

Hello Yesterday I forgot to write my dreams down I just remembered one thing: I was explaining to someone how a fire-lighter works
But it doesn't matter: sh*t happens
Well today I dreamed about a novel which doesn't exist in reality.

I'm in a house. My dad is next to me and presents me a DC. Apparently, he (or she) is a relative. My dad says to me, I should explain to him what I'm studying and what I do in my free-time. As soon as I start to explain, I see that my dad makes an happy face and I've the feeling that he's proud of me. I don't remember if I told the DC about my studies, but I spoke about my novels which I write and which I try to get printed in book-form (In real-life I'm looking for a publisher without success). Suddenly I have a book in my hands and I'm "reading" from this book. Apparently, it's a novel that I wrote (but didn't in reality). I was reading a passage about a canalisation-system which is inside the house of the principal character. While reading I explore the building, the DC follows me. I was reading, but without looking at the pages, I had every sentence in my mind (in reality I know most of my works by heart). Everything I "read" was inside the house, everything I had in my mind was there! I saw the tunnel-system which was by the way very surrealistic. But I wasn't satisfied about my work, I saw that the DC looked bored and waited impatiently that I finished reading. While reading I tried to improvise to make the story better, but the opposite happened: the story got more and more boring and the DC more and more bored.
In addition I realized that the way the rooms were arranged and their locations weren't good at all ( the kitchen was on the opposite side of the dining room, the bathroom was next to the living room...) So I simply stop and talk about the first Indiana Jones film. I told him about some surprising facts about the film (which are true ): for example in the room were Indiana Jones looks for location of the lost ark, there are some hieroglyphs who show R2D2 (only visible in stop motion) and that it's impossible for Indie to use a RPG in 1930's because it's only invented in 1942) . The DC was really impressed by that.
The End

I think I've found something. I only have a fragment of my dream from last night but the rest is "on the tip of my tongue", which doesn't really fit here, but it has the same feeling.

Dream 1: A fleeting memory
I only have one image left in my mind from this dream, and I can't really explain it. I do know it involved a boy from my english class and one of the girls from the dream last night. I have this feeling that it might have had something to do with a boat or a rollercoaster but I'm not sure. I can also slightly picture a room that we were in.

So i walked into the shop with my old friend Jake, I had lots of money and i wanted to spend it all. We went up to the counter and i was going to buy 8 Snickers bars, Jake said he wanted 4 and picked them up, that reminded me of how Jake was the one that made me like Snickers in the first place, and that pissed me off. I looked in my wallet and there was like 20 Snickers in one of the compartments, so i bought 2. I wanted a drink to go with it so we walked over to the drinks fridge, where the cans were stacked oddly..



only they were Sprite cans, and in a small deli drink fridge, i wasn't sure which drink to get and Jake said, "what about sprite?"
so i said "i guess so" cause i didnt really care, so i picked it up and headed to the counter and Jake said something about me being obsessed with water and how it's gross (Jake never drinks water, only ever coke and coffee and beer, not an exageration), i assumed it was because Sprite is clearish in color.
so i gave the guy at the counter my stuff and he asked if i'd tried these new Chocolate things, not sure what brand they were, but there were chocolate coated apricots, white chocolate raspberries and some strange orange chocolate coated things, i got lots of the plain chocolate ones and one white chocolate raspberry and Jake ate all the rest, that annoyed me cause i wanted to try the orange ones, and a couple more white chocolate ones, then the counter guy asked for photo id to prove i was 18..so i gave him my license, then he said something along the lines of "I hope your strong with your underarm" and he gave me a piece of paper, told me to squeeze it as hard as i could to register my strength, said the bars on it would move the harder i pressed.
I pressed as hard as i could and the paper caved around my thumb..but the bars didnt even budge, so i gave it back to him and then i think the dream either ended or i just cant recall the rest :\

Also there was a large, thick piece of plastic inbetween me and the counter guy, I had to reach right under it to give him anything, probably the reason behind the "underarm" comment

These sort of dreams are frustrating because im trying to cut off all contact with Jake and everyone involved..but they keep showing up in my dreams <_<


..ugh


non-lucid btw

In this dream I was visiting family in THE NOT TOO DISTANT FUTURE!!!

In this world there is marshall law in the city we were in. People were using nanites to enhance themselves and become stronger, smarter, faster, and even fly. All of this was common knowledge in the dream and was exactly why there was marshall law in the city. I lived outside of this zone and had no nanites in my system. I would sneak relatives out of this place. many of them were either dying or living near it. my cousin injects me with these nanites without my knowledge so that i could get my brother who was on the other side of this town.

I ran incredibly fast to get to him, jumping from one building, car or pole. once i found my brother he was perfectly content with staying in this zone. His point of view was that this was a sign of the decay of civilization in general and that it was inescapable. so i attempted to go back to my cousin's house but was gently flagged by a polite man in a futuristic military patty wagon. he insists that i enter the van. i go in like a moth to a flame.

Two other official types are in the van as well, including my relatives. I'm scanned for these nanites. The nanites we were dabbling with are outdated. a woman in the van said something like "if it's before 73 (2073?) all we can do is tag it." so we are all "tagged" rather than sent to some other worse fate. once out of the wagon I try to run super fast again but the muscles all over my body cramp up and my breathing becomes heavy and all i can do is a light jog. then i woke up.

I just remembered that I dreamt about the 6-part mini tv series called "The Prisoner" it's like Inception but tv form.

It was frantic in the dream, and the only part I remember was running up the stairs of number 2's house (the people are called numbers) to try and save someone.

Ian Mckellen, (Gandalf, Dumbledor) is in the tv show, he plays number 2, and he was stopping me from saving the person in my dream.

I'm watching the recording of two tourists in Japan visiting. It was night. I thought about how all the shops on this street were getting advertising from the video.

I was there suddenly. Normal people were walking around. Then out of nowhere there were these weird people wearing blue gliding through the air 15m above us and bouncing on the ground. They kept going up and down bouncing everywhere. People got scared.

I was suddenly holding the video camera and I aimed it around everywhere. When they touched someone they turned half into rockets then came back together and infected other people.

The Simpsons where there too. I started running down the street past everyone. People were arguing about cereal.

I went to the side and saw a huge drop off with a beach below. We were on a cliff.

Somehow the story in my dream changed for a few seconds and we were scouting a location for Channel 7 filming something. I had just come from a camp in my dream.
"Yes! See that beach?"
Just before this scene there was something about a cinema, but I forget There was also something about an ocean.
Just before the huge cliff drop there was a little square dug out of the edge so I climbed down into it. It was full of logs so I kind of slipped and grabbed onto the edge. I was hanging down with the beach below me about 30m away. I tried desperately to get back up.

Someone from a tv show on Channel 7 was there, but he wasn't real. I did have anything to grab onto to pull myself up so I grabbed onto this guy's shirt. It kind of ripped off and I heard a VoiceOver saying "You can see (blah blah) without his shirt on at 8:30 Tuesday on Channel 7" like an ad.

Suddenly there were two girls above me as I was still on the edge. They were arguing about cereal. I wanted them to help me but they said "Wow, carrots? They're for wimpy fat people" the other said "Yeh, and same with Special K!" (a kind of cereal which I don't eat)

I had a bag of Special K so I threw it up at them but they made me go further down the cliff. I tried to see where I could land, but there was just rocks underneath me. I also had the legs of Bart from the Simpsons.

They kept lowering me down and I could see Maggie hanging next to me. Then I dropped onto the beach finally, which was now only 3 metres down. Homer and Marge were suddenly there. I was facing the cliff, but not standing near it. Homer and Marge were in front of me and then 'infected' Maggie who suddenly flew/rocketed away into the distance. "Homer said something like "Ahh, she really flies fast doesn't she?"

The end.

Then I had a dream about zombies.
I was in this house and it was night, and there may have been other people. I can't remember all of it, but halfway through I'm on my own in the house, but with the police from the last dream who were in their car. Their car was on top of the stove. I went up to it and the woman inside woke up and suddenly got really big teeth and roared.
The guy inside the car fell out the other side, dead.

The woman came down and I smacked her in the face. She stumbled backwards into the dead guy who was a zombie too. He woke up and... *memory gap*

The end

It was night time on my driveway. My mum is watering plants and my dad is in the car with me. I say "Nah, this isn't a dream."
My dad says "How do you know? It could be,"
"No its not," and I think about how you know when you're awake when you really are awake.

Then police come up our driveway and say some things to us like we were in trouble.

End

Third sequence: this one was longer, but my recall only retained a fragment of the ending. The dream was some kind of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles RPG; it was in slightly dated video game graphics and all the dialogue occurred in dialogue boxes Suikoden style. Some villain (who may or may not have been Shredder, who made an incidental appearance during the villain's escape) was disguised as Donatello. They go into a plain, empty bland rectangular room with wooden plank floors. On the fall wall near the corner there's a bay window. Someone whom I'm not able to recall enough to identify approaches the window, and is suddenly kidnapped as fake-Don reveals himself. He grabs the person, then runs to the picture window, where he teleports away (as the villain escapes, an image of Shredder is projected onto the window. Michaelangelo is devastated, but is comforted by Raphael.

The fourth sequence is another interesting and memorable one, for a handful of reasons. There were several subtle indications throughout the dream that in this particular dream I'm female. As it was, I was trying to infiltrate some kind of evil amusement park (thinking about it now, it's reminiscent of L4D2). At the lines to get in, I'm able to jump over the in order to sneak in. There's a direct passage in off to my right and up some stairs. It leads to an area just off one of the busy pathways in the park. There I met my contact, who happened to be Neil Patrick Harris, whom I was starstruck to see in an unusual, excitably girlish kind of way (subtle hint #1). We walked through the crowd as he explained my mission, but as we were walking I noticed another Neil Patrick Harris casually stroll by. I looked at the NPH who had been talking to me and suddenly realized he was a fake. He knew that I knew he was fake, so he pinned me to a wall and then proceeded to try to rape me. At this point (and I'm finding some more comic irony in how it reminds me of L4D2) the dream went third person, so while my gender in this dream may now be obvious looking back, what with the slim girlish figure, long blond hair tied back in a ponytail, breasts, and a vagina, keep in mind I was going by dream logic at the time so none of this seemed outlandishly apparent. I remember having that odd sort of rape victim psychological crisis where I was simultaneously scared and angry that I was about to be forced into sex against my will and slightly flattered that NPH wanted to have sex with me. Anyways, before it got particularly graphic the dream reset back to the beginning where I was a the line to get into the amusement park. This time, sneaking in I took a pathway to the left. It leads into a backroom/warehousey area. I realize I may have tripped some alarm or that somehow they knew where I was trying to sneak in, because a ways up ahead I could see several strangely dressed girls whom I identified as being with the amusement park's security. I'm able to disable most of them by stealth shooting a barrel that explodes and then a fire extinguisher, knocking them all out but one. The remaining girl looks around suspicious and confused, so I attempt to sneak by her. I make it about halfway through the area she's patrolling when she sees me. I immediately run forward, trying to find an exit while she gives chase. We go running for a little ways down a wide hallway, then up some stairs to a raised catwalk for a ways, then up another set of stairs to a higher catwalk where I find a door. I go through the door and close it behind me. I'm now on a platform jutting out from the building; there's nowhere to go but fall a few stories down. Fortunately, for whatever reason, there's a column of stacked wooden chairs a short distance away from the catwalk and I realize I can jump onto the chairs and then ride them slowly down as they break under me for a soft landing(!?), so that's what I do. I'm now in kind of dusty and sandy area that seems to be a seldom traveled passage around the outside of the park; I can hear music and crowds off in the distance and it's now dusk. Dream ends as I walk towards the amusement park.

The Wager
Clarity: 7/10
Importance:4/10
Sleep: Nap
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I'm driving with my boss, some bald guy in a cowboy hat, when we pull over because we're having problems with the truck. We stop in front of a hair dressing salon, and a friendly hair dresser takes a look under our hood. She identifies the problem, pointing out several plastic containers of yellow fluid underneath a cover plate, and says something like they've lost their acidity.

Luckily for us, she has just the thing to fix it. She opens the plate covering the fluid to reveal a barrel of yellow liquid. She spray and aerosol into the liquid, and it immediately begins to roil and bubble, turning a bright blue. The violent chemical reaction subsides, and the fluid goes back to yellow. She pours the rest of her can into the barrel, this time changing it back to the blue color it's supposed to be.

She then tells us the mechanic (now there's a garage in the building) has offered us a little wager. If the boss can guess how many needles are on a pine branch she shows us. She then informs us the mechanic has decided to sweeten the deal, saying he'll give us 245 dollar is the boss guesses it even remotely close to the actual number.

The boss and I discuss this wager in private, and he looks a lot like general Hammond from the original Stargate series. I inform him that the wager is for 245 dollars every week, but if he loses, he has to pay the mechanic every week. The boss thinks it over, especially if he looses, and says "That's 10-15% of what I make selling those creatures."

I now see the mechanic and a bunch of cowboyish looking guys in a rocky desert. One says "That's too easy! You've got a shiny silver target dead center", and others argue that it's not that easy a shot. I then see a small rectangular mirror hanging from a chain in front of a rocky outcrop of stone. The wager has morphed into if the boss can hit that mirror with a bow and arrow, and he's supposed to be a pretty good shot.

Next I'm leading the boss towards the target and the men. The boss is collared and and I'm holding a thick metal chain attached to the collar high in the air, to give the impression he's a mad dog. It's an entrance like from a wrestling match.

The phone rings and wakes me before the contest concludes.

1. I had two goldfish instead of just my IRL goldie, Aristotle. The second one was named Socrates. Socrates mysteriously dies, and Aristotle begins exhibiting the same symptoms. I then have a false-awakening, and note that 'Stotle is still okay, and Soc never existed. Aristotle grows bigger and bigger and turns into an Orca. Someone makes me a saddle and harness for him, and I learn that I can ride (and even fly) on my goldfish-turned-whale friend. Then there's something about a mall, a chandelier, and a shoot-em-up game gone awry.

2. Intimate time with The Boss from MGS3. Woke up in the middle of the dream.

3. During a barbecue party, my older brother accidentally summons an Elder Horror, and everyone gets dragged to an alternate dimension to be said horror's minions. New recruits look like anthropomorphic cherries, and get kicked around a lot. There are rules about what we can say or do, restrictions on leisure time (such as players only getting two turns at pool and then the game is over), and weightlifting sessions are mandatory. Aside from this, however, it's not so bad. Once we get promoted, we go back to our regular form, and the higher-ups are less strict. Procedure in the weight-room, however, gets a bit weirder - every day, someone different gets kicked out of the room, until it's just myself and a few others... including, oddly enough, Anthony Head, to whom I - against better judgment, hey it's dream logic - proclaim my fangirlness and end up hugging him. Then there's some subplot about a guy who manages to escape by turning into a dog.


(So I guess the moral of the story is, it's not so bad being the minion of an Elder Horror, so long as I get to hug my favorite actor in the end?)