non-lucid

1. I'm with some random DC, and we're in front yard of a gang member. Theres an unknown number of people in the house, and all we have are 9mm hand guns.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a store that gave off the same vibe as West 49, a sort of sports apparel store or something. I've never been inside it, but I've passed it quite a few times at the mall. The store was medium in size, and had neat shelves of clothing on the sides of the store, and square-shaped tables of shirts in the middle. There were also racks with various shirts placed all over the store. It was pretty much a t-shirt store, with a few hats and other accessories here and there. There was a men's side and a women's side, but it wasn't divided neatly down the middle; some women's shirts were in the mens', and vice-versa. I was looking in the men's t-shirts (located on the left side of the store) and saw a black shirt on one of the top shelves on the wall. I jumped up a bit to get some height, and pulled it down.

It was a Fight Club t-shirt: solid black, with the slanted pink "Fight Club" text in the middle; behind this were the white silhouettes of the two main characters, similar to the blu-ray disc cover.

I held it up and looked at it for a few moments, and put it back on another shelf. I went to the other side of the room. On a shelf at eye level, on the women's side, I saw the same shirt, folded up. It was slimmer and would fit me better; I didn't read the size but instead just left the store with it. I looked back once before taking my first step out of the store and said, "oh, I already paid for it."

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I had just been sent to a prison for having "committed a crime", or so the authorities said. The building was large and didn't look at all like an actual prison, but it was more high-tech with smooth white walls and high ceilings. I started off in my cell, which was square-shaped and probably only around six by six feet. The walls were plain and smooth, with one having a small square mirror with a metal frame on it. There was a small black framework, only a few feet long, in the back of the room and across the top of the rectangular frame was mesh: a bed. There was a small rectangular entrance way on the back wall, next to the bed, and I went through it. There was a tiny bathroom, with just a white toilet and basic white sink, and on the wall was a mirror; it's rather hard to explain but it allowed people passing by (guards, most likely) to see inside while I was in the washroom.

I left the well-lit bathroom and went through the cell, opening the glass door and emerging into the hallway. The hallway had high ceilings and was very spacious; it was very long and went for at least two hundred feet down either way. There were a few cells next to mine, I saw, and taking up the rest of the building were white cubicles with business desks. People were sitting in them, neatly arranged, picking up phones. I saw three prisoners in very pale blue prisoner clothing walk by, talking amongst themselves.

After looking around for a few moments, I walked down the building, towards a set of large double doors that were in an entrance way like you'd find at a Wal-Mart. You know, that buffer zone where you first enter when you walk inside the building, then there's another set of doors to the actual store area itself? That's what it was like. I got to the end and pushed open the first set of doors, and then walked right out of the building. I saw another prisoner, in the same pale blue clothing, walk past me. No one stopped me as I left.

I considered the fact that I might have been dreaming, but wasn't aware enough to act on it.

I went to sleep again this morning all stressed out, don't stop reading halfway through because it gets crazier and crazier, and this is what happened(note that this is my first WILD):

I woke up from my bed to find myself in sleep paralysis. I tried to move my arm up and it kinda moved. I tried to open my eyes all the way but my right eye could not open! I tried to bring my arm over and force my other eyelid open. It didn't work. I couldn't see my hand. I fell asleep and awoke at the same time. I saw another bed to the right of mine and I thought "how did it get there?" I walked over and flopped onto it. I instantly thought. "wait. if they did this i would have woke up. And why would they do this in the first place." so I tried to get up so i can do cool stuff. I tried to use all my effort to get up off of that bed. It started fading I rubbed my hands together and said "INCREASE CLARITY!" it didn't work. I woke up again. I rolled onto my side and tried with all my STRENGTH to get up! I could barely use my hands and i thought "If i try to stand up i don't think i could walk." I put myself up on my legs and my legs had no life at all in them. I fell backwards thinking was going to fall back onto the bed. I only fell into oblivion. I awoke again and somehow got to the door. I opened it and saw my brother standing there. Taller than the door and laughing. I awoke again. I saw a face next to mine for a second. it layed nexted to me and put a meaty hand/claw thing on my stomach.I could not move. I thought "OH SHIT JUST STAY CALM STAAAY CAAALM." I then woke up for what i think is real this time....

Had two good non-lucids last night, along with some other non-lucids that i might not mention.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-7

I'm in mexico in this dream.(I actually had a dream beforehand that led me into Mexico, and all my dreams took place their). Ok, so in this dream i have the ability to create electricity alot like the guy from infamous. I even use some of his powers sometimes. I hear reports of random soldiers dieing along a certain path. I go to cut whatever is causeing the path of destruction.

I come up behind who it is thats been killing everyone. He's invisible, and outside a fire-nation base, but i can see his outline, so i shoot a electric shockwave at him, which disables his invisibility, but he doesn't notice me. He jumps into the base and kills the few people that are their. I jump in as well, right as he jumps out to the side. I jump over the side and shoot some small lighting bolts at him to get his attention.

He turns around, and its prince Zuko from avatar. He's using red/orange lighting and its pretty intimidating. He starts off by throwing a powered up lightening ball at me. I catch it in my hand and twirl it around some. He throws another. I catch it as well. I swirl both of them around. He throws a third, more powered up than the rest. I catch it easily too. I Then focus my own energy into them and throw them back at him. No damage, but it staggered him some. Then we get into a constant energy battle of throwing as much electricity at the other as possible. I'm giving everything i got. So is he. I eventually put down an electric bubbleshield. He stops shooting at me.

I look over at him and he creates a long stick, that then transforms into a spear with a spear at both ends. He charges. Lightening won't help me here. I quickly dodge his attacks. It's hard to dodge them but, i somehow manage it. Then i get the oppurtunity when he's coming down with his weapons to break the tip, which hits my armor that i didn't know i had on. He swings the other side at me in a sweeping motion. I break the other end as well.He creates a pike in his hands. He starts attacking me with it, but it makes him slow. I roll under an attack and palm fist him with electricity. He flys to a wall nearby that was already crumbling. I pick up his pike. I walk over. Then in a 3rd person view i stab it in his head and chest. The top of the blade hit his head. The bottom hit his chest. Blood is pouring out, and i even messed up his eye from the stab.

The rest will be summary's of other dreams.

Going into Mexico. Starts at the border. We run through some stuff. Then they start raising those little metal circles in the ground to stop the car. We get past. We get into another car, and then head into Mexico.

I tell my friend to watch the episode of avatar because the battle was awesome. Yes it was.

Two fire-nation guards are sitting at a post. One hops inside a building. Picks up a cursed weapon and dies while having his body sent threw a window outside to his friend. His spirit is then inside and he picks up the weapon again and it causes him immense pain.

Once again, a single very long dream this night. It was pretty fun though. In the form of a game, two teams were made. Through various scenarios, someone from each team had to go outside the "play area" to direct different things. In the first game, you organized a murder and had to get away with it. For me, it was up a set of huge stairs that connected thru each other, like they do in a mall. There, one of my minions cut the throat of a woman (this was by far the most violent piece of dream ever for me). All she had was a red mark on the neck, not the huge blood splatter u would expect.

In another game, big lines were marked on the wall. Green for my team, red for the other. And blue and yellow just to mess with us. Now, to make points you must follow them and "hit" them with your mind. However, the lights get increasingly darker, and it is hard to see were to go. Members of both teams are allowed to distract the others by engaging them in a fight.

Next is a one-on-one battle. I brawl with no other then Jackie Chan with fists. I actually do very good and block numerous attacks. I didnt I was that good at fist fighting In the end, though, he uses his secret move on me and I am KO.

The other game, I am the one left out of play. My job was to watch a cheesy cartoon that displays the relation between a boy and her dog. Then the dog dies at the end. When I arrive in the room, the ending is not finished and I get to lose the punch I remember thinking the dog's owner was someone from the other team.

In the last game you must point your arm at target that appear on the wall faster then the others to rack up points. To protect my arm from the other teams eagle (yep) I wrap my school bag around my arm.

Most of the town is gathered in the town hall (in this dream it's more of a large, one story tree building with two rooms), preparing for what we've heard on the news: Germany is invading Norway, starting right here in my home town!

Me and my dad are in sort of a leading position, advisors to the mayor. We try to keep people calm, but they're very afraid of what the germans will do. In the back room, people are even more hectic. "Where are the birds? They should've been here by now, I really hope they'll be here in time," says the mayor in a worried tone. I tell him that the birds are reliable. With the help of 100 birds, we will be able to defeat the germans.

People in the front room are screaming, and we can now see the germans coming down the hills in their tanks. At least 5 tanks. Dammit, we're as good as dead... A German leader goes out of one of the tanks and tells us through a megafone (in perfect English): "You might as well give up and accept defeat. You're surrounded!". All hope seems to have gone. There's too many of them, and the birds haven't shown.

But then! I hear noises from the back room, where dozens of white pigeons can be seen as they flow in to the room, as our desperately needed backup. They do not talk, after all they're just birds. But they seem to know very well what has to be done: attack the germans. We all feel very much safer and better now. We attack them, with the birds using their claws and wings to confuse the germans. They fly into the tanks and make them loose control. We're winning! I'm still on the inside of the building, no need for me to even get involved.

The germans are not very dangerous anymore, and right outside the window closest to me I can see a female reporter with a film camera. She puts his camera into an opening in a german tank. "What is she doing," I ask a girl next to me. "She's making fun of them, and they can't even shoot her," the girl replies. We have a good laugh at the silly germans, who thought they could invade us. Didn't they know we had the birds on our side?

Hello well I don't why I dream such a crap, it doesn't makes really sense at all. I know that dream logic is tricky, but yesterday it was really weird.

I walk to the bus-station to take my bus like I do it everyday. It was dark outside which is also normal, because I take it early in the morning. I walk a few meters, but than I'm 5 km away from the station! I think: "Well that doesn't matter, I'm gonna walk to the last station." So I walked an did 3 km in a minute or so... The street is closed, there is a huge tent and there is a party in it. I talk to a cop to ask, why the street is closed. He doesn't answer me but says: "Your bus isn't going to drive his normal way, but takes another one to avoid this place".
Instead of becoming lucid or so, I thank the cop for his kindness and walk to another station.
Suddenly I see that the bus is already leaving from his station. I have no chance to catch it. I get angry. Next to me are a few chairs. Yes on the street are chairs... I take on after another and smash them as far as I can. The chairs are laughing in an evil way while being thrown.

Suddenly I'm standing in another street. In front of there is a deer. It's very tall ( 2.5 meters). There are everywhere cars driving. I want to chase it away from the street that nobody gets hurt. I'm moving very slowly and I have success: it goes slowly away from the street. I'm happy but than a dog comes out of no where. The deer gets frightened and runs away and nearly provokes an accident. The dog sits down next to me. A DC shows up, he's angry and shouts at me: " Because of your stupid dog, the deer has gone! You and your dog gonna have to pay for it!"

1. I remember going to Disney with U. We stayed there until around lunch time, and left on sort of ski slope devices.

2. I was trying to send no-Name a MP3 of my "favorite song". Then I was trying to figure out how to save music to a cinnamon roll.

Took a nap after work today. I was extremely tired, so I only remember bits of two dreams. In the dream, some coworkers of mine and I were drunk (They were drunk. Like in waking life, I abstained) and in my garage. Rod stayed near the front and I was admiring all of the picturs on the walls, all of them in Spanish. I can't remember what was on the left side, but on the right was a rudimentary painting of the solar system. I recognized the spanish word for sun, and then the dream became a musical as Jesus (Mexican, I think) started singing about what was written on the walls in spanish. It was crazy and awesome at the same jtime. Crazy awesome.

In another dream, I was shopping in a grocery store with my mom. After checking out, I went back through the store to find some prepared food. In this store they had a lot of cooks with rows of cafeteria style tables where people were eating. I am trying to find some chicken and I ask one of the cooks, who gets real snarky with me as if I'm supposed to know where it is already. Apperently, there isn't a person in existence who hasn't been in this grocery store. I walk to where the chicken is and it isn't the kind I wanted. I try to explain this to the cook, who becomes yet even more snarky and dick like. Angered, I walk away pushing past some other dicks that I know. The scene transitions into a row of computers and I get on one, fully intended to complain to corporate and get his ass fired. I can't remember if I woke on this dream or if it transitioned into the next dream.

I was at a beach, and, according to a voiceover, I was in Parramatta, which isn't near any beaches IRL. The voiceover talked about how you can use this awesome new car, a four-wheel-drive, to reach a better beach around the corner. I stood there while the car went off around the corner. I decided to follow it.

I slipped on some mud (this being the crap beach) and eventually got up onto some metal staircases in the cliffside. I saw a couple halfway up watching their laptop. It was Windows 7 and they were looking at their files which were on their home computer (I have been seeing so many ads for it).

At the top was the car, which had two girls and their dad. The car had a section infront of the dashboard where I sat. The dad said something about how I shouldn't be seen with them. We drove back down to the bottom. I got out and got my stuff, I'm not sure exactly what I had. Then they all said bye and drove away. I tried to see what the number plate was so I could contact them again someday, but when I looked, the car was a person running away, and there was no number plate on their legs

The end.

So, I was in a van being taken somewhere with a few others as if we had done something wrong. Then we stopped next to a busy road. The drivers said we can take a break. I decided to cross the road for a walk. It was nighttime.

So I crossed halfway and stopped at the pedestrian island, and watched all the cars zooming past. I prayed that God would protect me. All of a sudden a car spun out of control and was skidding towards me! I bolted away yelling while other cars had to stop for me. The skidding car hit a little pole right where I was standing.

I walked back and saw police already there giving the driver a breath test, and the police said "You can make a statement unless you have to get back really quickly," he was referring to the people who were driving me at the beginning. I went back to them

The end.

My friend K has been going through some rough times with a guy friend of hers (potential boyfriend, they had a 'thing,' to put it in high school terms). The other night, she was telling me about how she was planning on writing him to tell him she wanted to end it all, because recently he's put her through hell. In this dream, she messaged me on Facebook telling me how she was distraught and had sent him the message, then showed me her letter. It was about a paragraph long, and it essentially described how she couldn't go on talking to him because he had hurt her so much. But she said how sorry she was, and how messed up she was over it. She said she was "crying as she wrote it," which isn't something she would've said in real life.

There was a building that was supposed to be a school. An elderly lady ran it, so I suppose she would be considered our teacher. However, it was a bit more like a day care for teenagers. There was a board that looked like a sound board (for those who have ever seen one) and I was using it to run the controls on it. The building morphed into my middle school, and the bell rang, so I grabbed my stuff and walked out to find that I had missed the bus. This was a previous dream sign. My dad picked us up from school in what looked very much like a Ford police cruiser but yellow. He was in front of two other cars, and E and I got into the car and he drove us home. There was going to be a homecoming dance the next day, and I realized I hadn't gotten anything for it but didn't want to worry about it. When we got home, E and I went down to my bedroom. For some reason, it was unfinished, without carpet or even walls - just concrete and a bed, much like a cot found in a prison cell. She looked at me and asked, "Do you want to have sex?" I nodded and agreed, said yes. She told me she wanted to do it in some strange position, where you stood shoulder to shoulder with the person, and I just wondered how that would be managed. I Google image'd examples, and still had no clue how it would work. Suddenly, the police called, and I picked up the phone. They demanded that we take out the screens in the windows, so we took them out and started to go upstairs. On the way, we noticed X's room. He's a guy I had a thing with a few months ago, and his room was in my house for who knows why. For some reason, we started to take out his walls, and pry them open and off the cement and wood. On the side that had been attached to the foundation, they were covered in spider webs, and it was disgusting. Then, we went back down to my room. E and I were ready to get on with the hot lesbian sex, but she suddenly got up and walked to the bathroom. I followed her because I found that I also had to pee. The bathroom, like the rest of the basement, was unfinished - it was cement, and lacked a door. My cat was there (who is dead) and he meowed very loudly, repeatedly. I reached down to pet him, and he purred faintly then followed E into the bathroom. After she walked out, I walked in, and sat on the toilet. I held a towel out in front of me, despite the fact that I was entirely naked and she would be seeing me like that in a few moments anyways. She was getting irritated with me, and telling me to hurry up or we'd never be able to do it. I told her I was going as fast as I could, then got up and flushed the toilet and walked out. My cat was still meowing loudly, so I told her to follow him. He vanished somewhere along the way, but we ended up back in my room. Then, I woke up.

I find myself in a dimly lit room sitting at an arcade machine. Theres this beautiful Indian girl who sat next to me. She has nice eyes, and long wavy flowing hair. Were about to to play this game and when I grab some money out of my pocket, it falls out on the floor. I go to the floor looking for it and something strange happens.

It's almost as if I go to sleep right up against her leg for a few minutes. Everything blacks out for a few minutes.

Then the scene resumes. I told her something like I must have really been tired, but she tells me she didn't notice what happened. I sit back in my char, and we both put our quarters in. Instead of pressing the buttons right away and skipping the intro scenes, we took the time to talk to each other for a few moments. At the beginning I thought the game was just a one on one street fighting game, but it turned out being something like a RPG. It started out in a dense forest, but I really was paying attention to her.

I can't recall what we were talking about for the most part, but I know that the conversation just flowed. We both had something to say with a different approach on the same subject, and we were still agreeing. It was like two halves of the same mind making decisions.

She grabbed one of my napkins that were sitting near the buttons, and started wiping my right cheek, just under my eye. She started explaining to me that more people like her now that she's been more of a bitch, than when she wasn't. I was confused, because I didn't see that in her at all. I told her, whatever she was at that moment I liked, and it really didn't matter to me. I was going to say something else, but the dream ended, and obviously rage ensued.