non-lucid

7/28/10

I haven't been having any "stand out" dreams lately.. I wake up barely remembering any or may have gone a few nights in a deep sleep. I just have been having those light dreams
..just nothing interesting about them. Just a quick update the dream I had about a baby in my arms..a family member of mine just found out they are pregnant with their first child.
I tend to know someone is going to have a baby by having dreams that I am having or holding one myself..
Weird..lol.

Last night I had a dream it felt like I was a in my very early teens.. I was on the front porch and remembering this gloomy orange light above me. It was the only light that was on ..other houses were dark I couldn't even see the color of their walls.
I turn to see my grandmother ( May she rest in peace) in my dream and she rarely is seen in my dreams.. this would be the 3rd time I have seen her since she passed away so many years ago.
I see the place slightly change instead of me standing on the front porch I was standing underneath train tracks.. ( in n.y we have some tracks elevated in some streets and sidewalks). So I am standing under this train station.. I am struggling at this point in my dream trying to take down any hidden messages or symbolic meanings.. I have habit looking for those in my dreams they r more interesting days later. . anyway
I am under the train tracks and once again I find myself knocking out a girl clear across on her back in the middle of a crowd. It felt good knocking her out because I felt attacked. She hit me and I just felt the need to hit her back after I was trying to calm the situation down.

I knocked her out and I see police officers coming towards me hands on their hips
So I start yelling " I had to defend myself! I had to defend myself!" I look over and see my grandmother and her face is puzzled.. she is not happy but she is not sad either.. it was more like " damn you didn't have to do that". I find guns pointed at me and I felt so weird.. it got so quiet ..I thought it was the last moment of my life..

That was it.. weird dream but decided to documented it anyway..

28.07.2010

Ball master, rich dad and, yu-gi-oh? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

If you follow my journal you will know it was Tuesday to Wednesday, which means 05:30 am wake up to drive my wife, so not an awesome night. I was very close to complete the ToTM for August, a couple more hours and I would turn lucid. Two fragments and one decent dream:

Third:

It was night and I was in the middle of downtown. I had to walk home and I was pretty far. In addition of walking far, I had a ball (I think made of iron) It was not bigger than a golf ball. I was practicing to be able to move it with my feet without dropping the ball.
I remember I walked by several people and I think I jumped several times, however, I did not dropped the ball. I was making a record in ability. I amazed some people doing this, but some people was bothered. I also passed through a baseball field (the game was going on while I was in the middle of the field, however, no one appeared to care)

I arrived at my place. It was a huge house with a lot of windows. It was lit and very well illuminated. In the middle of the living room, there was a marble fountain made by my dad (made up dad) I had a sister and I could not talk to her about my real waking dad (the jerk one) She would get very sad if I told her, as she could assure I was a son from her dad as well (who was married to my real mom)
There was a party going on. I could see some made up family and made up friends. I felt very happy.

My made up dad was rich (like my idiot jerk dad) however, this one did share his monies with people and specially with me. I was going to meet with him. He had heavy build, a beard and half bald. He wore a business professional suit and he was very friendly. I somehow knew he was going to give me $10.000 to pay off my car and other stuff.

I was hungry and I wanted to eat something. Someone told me to go to the kitchen and grab some pasta. The kitchen was not as big as the rest of the home. It had a few refrigerators, but they looked more like restaurant refrigerators. There were several tappers on it and I though the pasta was there. I could not find the pasta so I decided to cook some.

The scenery vanishes and changes.

I was playing a Yu-gi-oh game but with holographic images like the anime (I do not even know how to play Yu-gi-oh... go figure. I only saw the very first season -Pegasus- so it was the style from the First season) I did not have special feelings, but I remember I had a strategy going on.
My opponent had like a purple giant worm, smiling with a lot of (human) teeth. That thing looked fun and I knew it was going to attack me. I said out loud, "Yes, yes I know. Attack me know." I knew the name of the attack so I said, "(Name of the monster) Gastor Eliminator!!!) I woke up ( I search for those words and nothing shows up)

Missed dream signs:
- My ability with the golf ball.
- The house.
- Made up dad and family.
- That odd Yu-gi-oh game.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Find out more about myself with this made up family.
- If turned lucid during the Yu-gi-oh game, leave the Arena and head for the ToTM.

Dream 1:

I am with my mom and brother in a van in a hotel parking lot, and it's raining. We drive around the hotel along a circular road and come back to the hotel. We park and my mom gets out. She steals two purses (completely unlike her) from the back of a truck and we go into the hotel. We are in this huge hotel room for a couple of minute just hanging around. (I wake up)

Dream 2:

I come into a room with stairs leading down to a dark body of water (looks like a river but the water is still). A man is on the stairs and tosses me an alka seltzer (he calls it a different name - i forget what he called it). I tell him "no thank you" and toss it back. He drops it, so I bend down and pick it up. I again toss it to him, he misses, and it falls down into the water. I try hard to grab it but cannot seem to grasp it. It starts floating out further into the water - I feel bad I will have lost his alka seltzer and get in the water to retrieve it. I suddenly become frightened like I've been tricked. Just as this feeling comes a man pops out of the water and I know he is there to harm me. (I wake up)

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

For the duration of this dream, I was in a pretty average-looking classroom that had white walls and gray molding, while the size of the room must have been average, the shape rectangular. The carpet looked like teal Berber with bits and pieces of purple. Light tan desks with steel legs (not the wooden variety) were arranged in neat rows with even spacing. Each had a brown plastic chair, again with steel legs, pushed underneath. There was a long white board at the front of the room and the desks faced that direction.

The time must have been around lunch break.

At my school, people tend to eat in classrooms with their friends instead of in the cafeteria, so this reflected in the dream. There were around fifteen different students scattered around the room; four or five of them were in a close cluster in one corner in front of the white board.

One of the students was leaning back in her chair, with another one from the adjacent desk pulled close to her; her food and drink was on the chair as it acted like a table.

There were no other free chairs in that cluster of students, so I asked her if I could sit down, and she move her items to the desk. She pulled her food to one side of the chair; it was better than before but now I only had half of it to sit on. I didn't argue and instead just laughed and shrugged.

The student sipped some of her juice. I pulled out a generic sandwich from a blue fabric lunchbox that suddenly just appeared on the table. A student had also appeared on the other end of the table, her chair pulled in. She was eating a green salad with a less-viscous version of orange mandarin dressing. As she took a mouthful, she looked past me and suddenly laughed, getting a small piece of romaine on my leg.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she said, bursting out laughing and slightly covering her mouth. "At least I think that piece was clean."

(...What?)

this one is a fragment (obviously). im in a store, and im running or sliding or something down an isle. i then suddenly run into the shelves at the end, and fall over. me and a couple people nearby bust out laughing, i think one was my sister, i get up and try to play it off, like i didn't just knock a bunch of stuff off the shelf. me and a friend then run away, i see a person from school, and i start laughing when she looks at me, like she knew i just ran into the shelf. thats all i remember, it was pretty funny.

I meditated again last night before going to sleep. I again remember a dream... It makes me kinda wonder if this is going to keep working!

I am in Alaska with my family. All of my cousins are there, and everyone from my mom's side except my Aunt Lisa. I run off to go find her. Somewhere along the way I find a sort of roller coaster water slide. It was also a sport thing. Anyway I climb up it and slide down and end up making the longest jump ever. My Aunt had been watching the entire thing. She came over and was very proud of me. It was like before she had her accident. My parents after some time came to find me. They met up with Aunt Lisa. I was in the bathroom changing. All of my clothes were soaking and it was chilly in the air. Something happened and a sort of fight broke out. I don't know what, I just know it was between my mom and Aunt.

The rest of the family vacation went off without a hitch. I went back the next year to compete in the competition again, making sure I wore a wet suit. Some guys were there too. Apparently I had told them that the winner of their competition could marry me.. They had been fighting about it for a while. I woke up before I knew who won.

I decided to try and meditate every night before I went to sleep. This was night one, and I discovered that I was better able to remember my dreams when I woke up. Of course this dream was also nightmarish so I'm not sure if it counts.

I am watching TV on the top bunk of my bunk bed. It was CSI:LV. I had put some magazine on the floor and my mom was yelling at me about them. The cat was eating them, because they were paper. I laughed it off. I really didn't care. My dog, Chewy couldn't get up the top bunk, and it was nice to have him not up there for once. My mom cleaned up some of his poop on the floor, and was yelling at Chewy for it. My show was coming to an end.

In the show they were discussing a woman who's lower jaw had begun to shrink up. Her face was going in and she was crazy too. She wanted to see Gil Grissom while he was undergoing surgery. Sara was there and saying to Gil, that everything was going to be fine. The crazy woman, was just watching them. She had a worker there to hold her in case anything happened. Sort of a psychiatric nurse. She attacked the nurse, knocking her unconscious, then grabbed the needle that was full of anesthetics.

Grissom was not in that room, he had vanished, and Sara was there because of a case. She was leaning over a dead body when the attack came. She never stood a chance. The crazy lady had taken her off into the woods and was making a makeshift grave. She was burying Sara alive. Sara woke up and could see just the last of the rocks being placed over her.

Warrick, Nic, and Catherine were all working the case. Apparently the crazy lady had made her jawline shrink and it was a style that some women were trying to do. No one could believe that she did that to herself. Catherine was about to go out into the field when Gil burst through the doors. He demanded that he be allowed to work the case. However he had already retired and after Catherine said no the screen faded to black.

I was really cold, so grabbed another blanket. It was time to go to sleep so I put my head on my pillow and began to drift off. I could hear Sara's voice from CSI. She was whispering that she needed help. She was there as I was trying to fall asleep, whispering in my ear. It was almost like she was a ghost. I squeezed my eyes shut. I didn't want to hear it. I was breathing very rapidly when... I woke up.

It was very surreal to wake up in the lower bunk. I did grab my cell phone and begin writing dream notes down, but still had a lingering feeling I was missing something. I decided to to a nose pinch RC and I discovered I really was awake. I finished typing the notes and tryed to get into the CSI show when I went back to sleep. I can't remember anything except trying to save Sara.

I dreamed that I was going to see a production of Romeo and Juliet, which was completely different to the original. I was in the dressing room with a male friend (can't remember who or they were indistinguished) and we were fighting with bright pink plate spinning sticks, the ones that clowns use. Another friend was actually acting in the play, I can't really remember who it was but I have a feeling they were female. Some older people were sitting down in the dressing room discussing the play and for some reason some of the background music from House was playing. I commented on the music to someone, but his reply was really disjointed and strange.

I feel like such an idiot for not questioning really strange things in my dreams and becoming lucid haha.

July 28, 2010

Chatting with an ex
The dream actually first starts out with blackness. To be honest, I'm not sure if I dreamed this, or this was real. But I was experiencing really strong SP vibrations. I tried to move my hand through it, to test if it was my dream hand or real hand. I decided it was real. I entered a dream scene.

I was at some water slides with mum and Jack. I don't know why, but I didn't want to be there. Jack and Mum sent my tube down the slide and they went too. There was this side-slide that I traveled down, to catch up to my tube. At the bottom of the slide, I was in a new dream.

I was sitting on a couch with Maxwell (an old ex), just talking (in an apartment). He hands me this brown folder. It's a bit bulky. In it, I see this little slip of paper, that used to serve as a speed dial menu for a phone. Our names were on the same menu option, suggesting that we used to live together/shared the same phone number. We never did, IRL, but my dream self recognized it. I asked him why he would keep such a thing?

I went through the folder some more, and found this piece of paper with some crossed out directions on it. I said, "Oh, this was my fault!" Maxwell was confused. I said that what happened was, there were landmarks I was giving this person, and I didn't quite describe them properly.

During some point of our conversation, I make the comment, "Yeah married life hasn't been all it's cracked up to be." He agrees with me.

We hear someone enter the apartment. It's his RL girlfriend, Carlene. He greets her, and then returns to talk to me, and Carlene disappears. She re-emerges wearing a house coat and a towel on her head. I say to her, "Hey, Carlene!" She's surprised to see me, but we hug. We all started chatting.

My mum randomly emerges, saying the banana cream pie is ready. Maxwell and Carlene both take very large pieces. There was only one bit left that was already smaller than what those two had, but I cut it in half, not wanting to be greedy.

I heard what sounded like my phone's alarm clock (which is a very gentle, rolling guitar thingy). I played a second time and I woke up. However, the sound did not carry through into real life. I looked at my clock. It's 5am... my alarm wasn't set until 7am... I did a RC. Definitely awake. But how weird, that my alarm woke me from my dream, but it never actually went off

Some fragments
I remember the banana cream pie showed up in a later dream.

Some kinky stuff with Jack.

Although I know I had two dreams I could only recall one
Oh well....

Anyway, my dream started with me being in a mix between one of the lecture halls at my school and the fine arts center at my school. The room was filled with my classmates and people were being called up to receive 3 strips of five yellow tickets with writing on them. I got my tickets and left the room and started wandering the halls of my high school. I started to get extremely tired; my eyelids were heavy and my legs were dragging. I wandered for what seemed like 10 minutes, but it was sped up. for the last 2 minutes the bells rand and people flooded into the halls and I made my way to an office. In there I found the attendance secretary from my elementary school and she told me about how the tickets were for extra food at lunch, and she had two trays, each having one of the lunch choices for that day. And thats when the dream started to fade.

The end might have to do with the fact that in elementary school I would order two lunches because the tiny lunches would never fill me up...?

I'm at an amusement park at the Jurassic Park attraction. It's like when you stand in line for a ride in Universal Studios or Islands of Adventure and it's all set up like you're walking through a movie set. I'm working there with about ten other people and we're actors. I'm walking around like I'm hunting dinosaurs and someone says that the people will be coming to get in line soon. So now there are people in line and my part is to act like some killer bug that has been turned over on its back and can't flip back over. I'm thinking Gregor Samsa from Kafka's Metamorphosis. But I don't have a costume. It's like third person now and I can see myself acting like a complete asshole.

Next thing I know it's a water ride and I'm watching the boats come out of the ride and going down that last drop into the water. At one point, I see a little kid that's under an overhang under where the boats come out. Every time a boat has come out the water rises and I see that where this kid is, the water will go right up over him and he'll drown. So I yell for hem to stop the ride and I can see the people on the boat thinking they're going to go over the edge and then they stop. Some guy runs out and grabs the kid and brings him to the first aid place that's right there. I'm looking over a guard rail on the side of the attraction area and I feel in my mouth like hardening wax. I start spitting this wax stuff over the rail and it's like Halloween wax lips. But it won't stop coming out of my mouth and it's uncomfortable. So I go over to the first aid area and the kid that just got rescued is experiencing the same problem. It's starting to be like an epidemic. Then I wake up. All freaked out.

This is the my first time posting here, and I'm recalling a dream I had about a week ago, so bear with me.

I started the dream playing a defend-the-point kind of game on the computer, with everything other than what was being displayed on the screen silhouettes. My character was a knight in iron armor with a bow and arrows on the left of the screen and I had to shoot at zombies coming from the right side. This all took place in a sewer of sorts. unfortunately, the mouse control was too sensitive and I couldn't aim well (the aim system was like the game "bowman" somewhere online) and three zombies quickly swarmed me. I saw a cut-scene of my character taking out a sword and making quick work of the zombies, 300 style.

This is when I subconsciously became the character I was playing, dream-logic allowed me to see through my character's eyes and think nothing of it, as if the dream started out that way. From there I moved through the sewers and I had two allies, also in iron armor, with me. We found two women in pauper clothing that were covered in frost and freezing. While my allies talked to them, I didn't quite pay attention and I huddled with one of the women in order to keep her warm, and my allies followed suit.

My dream then kinda jumped forward in time, seamlessly, (again, dream logic make me think nothing of it) to where my allies and I were out of the sewer and in a sort of log cabin, around 20 feet square, filled with people. the entrance to the sewer was right behind us, and it looked like the entrance to a crypt. My family was among the people in the cabin, and everyone was dressed up in Renaissance-era clothing and everything felt this weird mix between a re-enactment and real life. While I was with my family, my sword suddenly felt fake, so i threw it on the ground. Someone I barely know from school showed up and was dressed in an agile sort of archer's clothing. He hugged me (don't ask why, cause I have as much of a clue as you do) and I reacted somewhat passive-aggressively towards him, so he and my family scolded me. I felt a little jealous of the person I knew from school.

Through the crowd I saw my allies from the sewers who then had grave looks on their faces, and I could tell they wanted to go and were getting impatient with me. I had this feeling that there was evil about; that some important task needed doing.

I realize now some similarities in the atmosphere of this dream and that of the beginning of the game "The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion," but I'm still confused about that mix of the re-enactment feeling and the grave danger feeling.

I was driving to work and pulled my car up into the parking garage, but it was more like the valet area of the Tropicana Hotel (in Atlantic City where we just stayed for vacation). I pulled up into a restricted area and a parking police person pulled up behind me and I stuck my head out the window to tell them that I'm leaving. They left and I got out of my car and I see a cash register. I get behind it and start ringing people up. I rang up the same girl like three or four times and I got confused about how much change to give her back. Somehow I called a manager and told them I needed to count down my drawer and figure out how much change I owe this girl.

I guess I gave up on waiting for someone to come, so I got back in my car and drove to a neighborhood and parked my car and got out. I walked around and found I was at a school. It looked like my college campus, but it was really a daycare. There were people in blue shirts giving a tour and when I walked into all the different rooms, there were different activities going on for all the kids. I left and went looking for my car and didn't remember where I parked it. I had my key chain and I kept hitting the lock doors button to make the horn honk. I would hear it and run off in that direction. I swear I was all over the neighborhood looking for my car. I finally found it and the last thing I remember is driving around running red lights.

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

July 23rd.
I'm holding a small bottle, placing it horizontally between my two palms, moving it up and down creating waves. Inside, is a dark, opaque red liquid - blood. I do not know whose, but, I do know that it signifies something important. There is a girl near me, although this dream doesn't feel like it will become a nightmare, I know that she is not good news. She asks me to write her something on a paper, and I tell her only if she releases her creatures. She agrees and I go away to a room to write something, however, instead I decide to look through some gold coins she has in a little casket at the side of the room. I'm displeased, so I throw them all out and leave. As I go out I'm in trouble, but not with the girl, but with my health apparently. Doctors swarm around me, someone tells someone else that my blood is O-Negative, I see them carrying little packets of the stuff towards me. I sit down, and suddenly I am alone. To my right is a little table, with drops of blood on it. I take the pin, and put it to my finger, marking the paper then, with my own liquid. My blood looks redder on the table, as dark as anything. Everything feels hazy, magical, and just as I start to feel good again someone appears, but it's hard to make out who for I can't see properly. I think it is a boy, looking at his shadow, I feel like I know who he is. I ready myself to stand up but he leaves and my dream fades away.

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 an unidentifiable apartment building; the walls were light cream and the flooring was beige-colored Berber that was softer and a bit fluffier than it should have been.

The lighting was normal as if all the lights were on in the apartment. I knew it was morning without even having to look outside the one small window positioned on one side of the room.

On the side opposite the window, there was a fairly large L-shaped desk made from smoothed oak wood complete with a dark purple chair. There was also an older gray laptop and thick books going from one end of the desk to the other, without being held up by book holders. What was strange about this setup was that there was a motorcycle next to the desk, a black one that was around a third larger than the actual size. Because of this, it was at eye level with me.

It looked like the motorcycle in the image below, except with a few modern curves and longer handlebars.

There was also a fire embellishment on the side of the main body that looked pretty much like the real thing: abstract, orange and red. I didn't look to see if it was on the other side too, because the desk was in the way.

The most distinguishing feature of the motorcycle was that it had three-dimensional flames coming from both wheels. They weren't real flames, but I knew I designed them and "drew" them onto the bike. They erupted from both wheels but although they were the color of flames, they weren't very flame-like. It was as if someone used a pressure-sensitive brush on Photoshop and tapered it off... Times fifty. It looked cool, but not realistic.

In front of the motorcycle, a 15" television screen appeared, held up by a tall, flat, dark gray machine. It was straight against the wall and created a ninety-degree angle as it ran along the floor, propping the bike up on top of it. I got on the bike somehow and the screen showed a beautiful lake with mountains on either side, dotted by roads. It was from a first-person perspective, as if I was on a boat on that lake.

The next thing I knew, I was actually on the lake, riding along the surface of the water on the motorcycle. The fact that I went from being in an apartment to on the water didn't faze me. I pulled back on the motorcycle and it revved up, now traveling in the air, upwards. I got to the side of a mountain and continued to travel along it, still in the air, and ran into a group of three pink piranha fish, cartoony and styled like the Cheep-Cheeps in the Mario Games. They were pink, had a white flower-shaped underbelly, and a small yellow fin on each of their backs and tails. I ran into them and they bounced away slowly, their eyes now black "x"s.

I came across another group of them with the same results before the dream came to an end.