non-lucid

This is one of my most vivid and one of my longest dreams. A whole bunch of people were in a giant competition and it was supposed to be the biggest event ever. I joined later on although i don't know when. People were talking to me saying how big it was or they were worried about their first match and some people were telling me they were signing up including some sexy blond.

*skip*

A few people showed me this awesome place that hanged up and was made of some woven plant. It was a greenhouse filled with exotic and rare plants, although i was scared of hanging up so high but some guy told me it couldn't break. He then showed me this section that had some plants that looked like little white cactus and had healing properties and said the main two properties were zen and gin(cool guy). The plants were over 2K each! We looked around some more.

*skip*

I was Lightning from FF XIII(this was in 3rd person) and i was hurt from the competition because it was towards the end and they spiced it up by putting monsters everywhere. So I was trying to get somewhere safe 2 rest but they kept coming until and i ran into this demon who said, "finally i found u, Lightning from the House of Souls and i will destroy u."(random) i was too badly hurt so i ran and fought some monsters while trying to get away and woke up.

There was some house and it seemed to be haunted somehow.
I remember specifically this one character in my dream. He was some sort of indiekid/artfag/hipster type, wearing black skinny-leg jeans, scarf, jacket, long shirt, arty hat, shoulder bag, sunglasses, etc., as one of those types would do. Anyway, he would visit a room in this house and that indicated whether or not there were lollies in the fridge, or something like that. It didn't make any real logical sense so it is hard to explain it in my dream. My vision would always zoom into this room and see whether it was vacant or not.

We were kind of in a graveyard and digging some food out of somewhere. But at the same time, we were cooking or something... haha idk.
Hmm. I think that at first there was some food and lollies and we were cooking. But then the aforementioned hipster guy went into that room/fridge and got some chips out but didn't put them back properly. My aunties and I had to spend ages digging up all these chips because they all fell out as we opened the fridge door and putting them back into the crisper part of the fridge (wtf).
Then my aunty heard some weird noises and saw some lights or something and it was the spirit of my grandfather or grandmother. She told my uncle and he heard them too, and also saw the spirits.
After that part, I was talking to my aunty, but at this point she didn't seem to be my aunty anymore, but rather some random person. Although she still kinda had half the vibe of my aunty.
I was talking to her about my philosophy on life, and how I believed that all we really needed in life was love, and all else would follow. After discussing it a bit, my conclusion came down to not just love, but love and food, lol. I think I said love and ATP (Adenosine Triphosphate, the molecule that provides energy in the human body, hahaha biology nerd). But this isn't true, because you need more than just ATP in cells .

But anyway...

There was a tennis match on and I was watching when suddenly the ball hit a pothole in the court and so it bounced back the other way and the referee called it wrong so the players were getting really angry and worked up and then a plane fell out of the sky and split into four pieces, with one piece landing in the sea (the main bit) and a smaller bit landing on the tennis court. The tail, wings and cockpit landed somewhere else.
Mr T (the guy off the A-Team) was in the crowd, pretending to hit back all the balls somehow. He got onto the big screen that is broadcasted on TV.

1. I was on the underground with friends met someone there who was going where i was going, my mates were drunk and we had to go on this long convoluted route to get back home.

I was in a taxi on the way to the den. I was in the den but not the usual one . It was a small room with a huge leather sofa. There were two dragons I remember (seven in total but I didn't know the names) Duncan Valentine and the tall one called Peter. I was in there to help a friend. The prize reward for doing it was to appear on a TV program. I then saw the TV program. We then began the product pitch. As we were pitching the product which was a small plastic box. The box was light and smooth. During the pitch I held the product by my side and the dragons said "can you just hold it up" I said "f#(k off" this made Duncan valentines eyes almost pop out of his head. Peter then said that the product was cr#p. We then started arguing. We showed them the product again but Peter still did not like it. Duncan V asked him to tolerate me but he said no. Peter then ripped up our ideas page and drew all over it in a big purple pen. I the hit Peter with a sort of paper mallet and shouted " just because you have been here all off your life, adult life doesn't mean you can be horrible to others". He then bought out a huge book and asked who to call to take me home. He made a call and I sat on a sofa that had appeared in the corner of the room. My sister then appeared and I started saying I don't like you I really don't like you. I was hitting her with the paper mallet on the back. I then went to a corner to examine these small blinking lights. I seem to remember we were waiting for a call. When I was hitting Peter and my sister I felt overwhelmed with a feeling of rage and hate. Peter had his legs up on the sofa like a defiant child. The lighting was dim coming from a corner of the room.

There =D my recall is getting better

1. I'm doing my grocery shopping and wander down the frozen food aisle. Suddenly, all of the TV screens in the isle start to synchronize and launch into a 15 minute presentation about a certain brand. I watch, dumbfounded, and I remember feeling rather convinced. At the end of the presentation, I start to move, but from the end of another aisle a stage flips out. It's filled with opera singers who proceed to launch into a Handel oratorio. To my surprise it's actually rather good, full of humor and some bawdy behavior (such as men kissing) that strikes me as inappropriate for the era. When the show is over the stage folds back into the aisle and I continue shopping. At the end of my purchases, I get confronted by several employees for tipping the produce scales and trying to cheat on the price.

2. I'm at an awesome kid-focused science museum with tons of demos. I recall fingerprint powder, wind tunnels, and infrared cameras. There's also a flight harness to simulate low gravity, and I put it on to fly effortlessly around the room. I'm a little big for the apparatus, though, and I'm constantly on the verge of crashing.

3. I'm competing in the Winter Olympics, where there's now an "extreme skiing" event. This is done as a co-ed event, starting with a beauty contest where the female half of the team shows off her assets. The other part of the event is a breakneck downhill race where the course goes through moguls (and wooden stairs). I finish in second, right behind my female partner, so we win the gold!

Hey folks, first post! Anywho, here's my dream.

I'm alone in an apartment that I lived in as a child, but now it is very run down. It generally looks like a crack house, but there is nobody in there but me. The paint is peeling, there is a layer of filth on everything and there are mattresses all over the floor. After a quick look around, I leave and head to my car in the parking lot.

Next to my car is an old, beat-up, puke green and rust colored pickup truck. Like an old 70's Dodge looking truck. The truck is parked about an inch away from my drivers' side door and the side of my (brand new) car is scraped and dented up. There is clearly puke green paint all over the side of my car and it becomes obvious what happened.

Inside the truck sits a harmless looking, little old man with a frumpy sort of face and big bushy eye brows, a ratty looking baseball style hat, squinty eyes sunk inside the weathered skin on his face, smoking a stubby little cigar the is well chewed on. He looks over at me and I instantly begin a fit of rage. Yelling and screaming at him as loud as I can. He sits unaffected, smoking his cigar. Somehow, we come to the agreement that he will pay for the materials to fix the damage to my car and I would do the job myself (I used to be in auto-body before college). So I get in his truck and we drive to the auto-body supply store to buy materials.

The old man has barely batted an eye during the whole dream. Never an ounce of emotion from him. As we're driving, he looks over at me with this really evil, sinister glare.

Puffing on his cigar, he says: "It feels good. Doesn't it?"

Confused, I reply: "What?"

Still glaring, he continues: "To hate. It feels gooooooooood to hate."

This is where I started getting creeped out. He drew goooooooooood way out and took some sort of enjoyment in the mere notion of feeling good due to projecting hate. Saying the word from his gut.

Still glaring, he takes a deep puff of his cigar and continues: "HE hates all of you, ya know." (HE referring to GOD, all of you referring to humans)

He begins to grin the most horrible grin I've ever seen, revealing pointy, yellow, rotten teeth and a black tongue and lets out a slight laugh, as if to direct it at me and the fact that I had no idea what he knew. When I notice that he is clearly evil, he begins to bellow a deep laugh at me. Without thinking, I slide across the seat (old pickup truck bench style seat) and head-butt him in the face 4 or 5 times as hard as I can. Really hitting him hard.

I wake up, head-butting my girlfriend in the back of her head, who is sleeping next to me. My face is killing me. We both wake up, and after the scare we drift back to sleep. After just barely drifting off, I am back in the truck with the old man, and he is glaring at me and laughing. Like he made me head-butt my girlfriend and was just toying with me. He grins the same horrible grin, his yellow teeth peek out from behind his cigar and then he's gone and the whole thing is over.

Most of the time, I don't remember much in the way of details of most of my dreams. I remember every molecule of this dream. All the quotes are accurate. All the environment descriptions are accurate. Every single second is accounted for and recalled and even perfectly re-playable in my head.

July 21, 2010
Slept between 2:30a-11:30a
Missed my WBTB/WILD

Car crash
My boss was loading more and more pressure on my site, which was making me feel awful. I can't remember the specifics.

I really didn't feel like taking the transit into work, because I was feeling so tired and un-energetic. I took a cab into work. We're going along and we notice that the cars are driving on the wrong side of the road (weird car behaviour = DS). The cabbie waits for the cars to pass until he turns onto the road. When he does, we approach a group of teenagers standing right in the middle of the road, and they don't care to mover, either. The cabbie cuts through them and makes a sharp left turn in the middle of the group. He makes a sharp right turn, but accidentally spins out and I hear (and feel) a thwump! on our back end as he accidentally hit one of the teenagers in the group. I screamed. Instead of just getting out straight away, the cabbie maneuvers the car away to park it. I was shouting at him not to bother with that.

He goes out to see what he can do, and I remained in the cab. These chicks come up and they tell me to get out. The cabbie took their friend's life, so they should get the cab. Immediately, I'm feeling confrontational, and I push one of the girls away, but then I realize, they did just lose a friend. Instead of provoking the fight, I start talking with them. Eventually they joined me in the car and they were telling me about their friend and it was all really sad :morecry: I remember trying to lighten it by saying something like, "Maybe he's just injured?" or "Maybe he's just got the wind knocked out of him and he's alright?" I remember asking his name. They gave it, and it was something horribly unpronounceable that started with an A.

Another Work Dream
We were having a site meeting at this new site of ours. I'm not entirely sure how or why this was, but our guard was doubling as a cashier for a pastry shop. It must have been an early morning meeting, because I showed up hungry. I contemplated over muffins or pastries for breakfast, and eventually settled on a blueberry cheesecake

I remember briefly talking to Rachel.

We were all then in a circuit training gym. I was on the station just before my friend, Elise (who doesn't actually work with me). She's done this before, but I haven't. I'm staring at this structure with two long ropes dangling from it, with little posts at the end of the ropes for me to stand on. Elise explains that I have to jog in mid-air while standing on those posts. She explains how to get onto the ropes properly so I'm in a standing position. I can't replicate it, and I end up with my back parallel to the ground. Elise just sighs and says she'll show me when it's her turn.

Was at some club on a sunny day. Went up stairs and saw a sign for nova dreamer. Did not think i was dreaming at all but did a rc. It failed but i tried again and could breath a tiny bit i decided i must be dreaming. Finally. I flew a little to the roof. The dream was about to end. I blacked out and ended up on the roof again. There were two older people there. They asked me what i would have done to get off the roof. I said i wasn't dreaming anymore but if i was i would float. The guy asked me to show him and i slowly floated down. He clapped. And there was a little show going on.

Had a fa at karas with a different house. Kelly was there asking for michaels porn collection. I knew where it was but did not want to tell them. They couldn't find it. Lindseys mom was upstairs making food. Kara was eating cereal. They had five tvs downstairs. Kara asked if i wanted cereal but i was going to go home and eat. I blacked out and was in class. Had to take a test on us states. Tried to cheat but the teacher caught me. He was about to give me a zero for the test but i convinced him that i was not cheating. Was almost in trouble. Blake tried to cheat next to me but got caught too. Test questions were weird. Some about porn. Was worried that i had to finish fast because i was at kerras house and she had to go to work

Ok so after the explosion of the submarine check out http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/drea...-mystery-3928/ I washed up on some puffy island of some sort the mountains looked like they where made out of play-dough and the sand was made out of plastic. So I got up looked around and eventually saw this square temple, so I went in only to be greeted by a claymation who was supposed to be the king of japan which I guess makes since because in my other dream everyone lived underwater except for these guy's so he greeted me to his wife a chubby claymation with white make-up on her face, then she took me to her garden where she then proceeded to pick her flowers then a bullet smashed into her face and she died then all the guards surrounded me thinking I murdered her but didn't then a trapdoor opened up and I fell through and at the bottom was spikes and before I hit the spikes I woke up in my bed

Ok so I had this dream about a year ago but I find it one of the more interesting dreams I have ever had.

I am laying on the field looking up at the sky which is full of stars and planets. The planets are so close that they appear bigger than the moon. Supposedly it is the anniversary of the bible?? Next to me is this girl, probably around 19yo however I cannot see her because it is night and pretty dark. She says "it has only been a month". Im not exactly sure what she meant by that. So we were laying on the field together and I remember feeling discomforted because i felt like I was supposed to be with this other girl. So I cuddled with her so that I would forget the discomfort. So she asks if I could be with her forever and I tell her to promise it. She then lets go of me and I start floating away from her into the air. I again start thinking of that other girl. As I was floating away I looked at the girl and she is wearing a white gown with a white hood over her head. I had one look at her face and it was full of regret and disappointment.

A Time Machine
7/20/2010

Some guy and V were with me, and a lot of other people, including some kind of teacher. She was operating the time machine, which was a door. She did something, and then the lights above the door flashed "ICE AGE". She opened the door and everyone went through. I was struggling to put on a coat.

With the same people, I was at a really nice in ground pool. It was super fancy. I went to jump in, but didn't go in the water. I kind of just floated above the water, and when I floated over the cement around the pool, I stepped down with one foot and floated up higher and with more speed. I kept flying/floating over the pool.

Fragments/Stuff Not Worth Going Into Detail About
Repeated sex with some guy. Grandmothers house. Mothers bedroom. Some guy in a truck. A shed that the guy is going to fix up to sleep in.








Masquerade
7/21/2010

My mother had drove me to my old middle school. I was wearing a beautiful red dress and a sparkling red masquerade mask. When I entered the school through the gym, it was packed inside with people in all kinds of outfits and costumes. In the gym, someone had set up the bleachers. They were filled with people, all of them standing and each person had a microphone. They were singing a Christina Aguilera song, "What A Girl Wants", but the lyrics weren't right. A studio camera was filming them, and when they were done singing, they filed out of the bleachers and left. Only me and another girl were left to sing. The girl picked up two microphones, one was smaller than the other, and I chose it. Then the girl spilled her drink on me, on purpose, and I got angry.

Very few of my dreams are memorable from last night except one from later in the morning due to some WBTB goodness, though I still didn't achieve lucidity because I'm terrible at identifying dreamsigns.

To start there was a very bizarre dream about me having a son. My girlfriend was suddenly very pregnant, and what was funny was that early on in the dream she told me it would still be a while before she had the baby. Regardless, next thing I knew she was in labor, but we jumped there rather than like her water breaking and me driving her to the hospital like you'd think. That was one sign that I was dreaming, but I didn't listen yet again. Either way, I laid down beside her while the baby came out, and the scene jumped to me with the baby on a bed. My girlfriend was suddenly out of the picture, and I was sitting with this baby trying to figure out why it was a Japanese baby. The baby was able to talk some very basic English, and at one point he told me it had been eight days since he was born. I remember feeling bad that I was sort of forcing English on a Japanese baby and wished I knew Japanese so I could expose him to what his native language should be, yet the whole time I didn't think about why in the hell a redhead and a white boy made an Asian baby. I keep missing dreamsigns.

I don't really remember the rest of that dream, and after that it jumped ahead to a totally unrelated scene.

I was in a car with a few people. One was a girl I knew a long time ago when I attended a high school in Minnesota, so that should have been my first sign that I was dreaming, but again, I didn't follow it. We were in the backseat of a car with Michael Caine (the actor), whom I believed was her grandfather (go figure). Driving was my girlfriend's cousin, whom I believed to be the Minnesotan girl's sister. In the front passenger's seat was a man whose face I didn't see, but I assumed it was the Minnesotan girl's father. I've met her father before so I should have seen his face. Basically every single one of those people was a dreamsign that I missed. I need to get better at that.

I don't really know where we were going. I have a feeling that all of those people were in my dreams from earlier in the night and we were on some kind of trip, but I don't know to where. At one point we were driving over a bridge with a bunch of rocks around the base of one side, and on those rocks by the shore of the body of water we were crossing I saw a Vaporeon (yes, the Pokemon), but I convinced myself I was seeing things. What I should have convinced myself of was that I was dreaming.

A little before that we stopped at a store that was closed, but for some reason the girl I knew from Minnesota was able to knock on the glass door and get let in to buy some chocolate. I did the same thing, walking in to a closed store and asking the man at the desk if I could get some chocolate. He nodded kindly and I went looking for M&Ms. Unfortunately, all I could find were huge boxes shaped like Hershey's Kisses, which I assumed were filled with actual Hershey's Kisses, but I remember thinking that since I was going to get the chocolate for free I should get a smaller thing. After a while I settled on a box of Hershey's bars, but they were oddly shaped, and when I got to the counter the woman there charged me anyway: $1.54 for the chocolate. As I was buying it the man who had let me in originally was talking to the female cashier as she got my change, and I think he was talking about how tired he was, probably from the day's shift. They talked briefly about another man whom I assumed worked there as well whose wife was pregnant, and for some reason they expressed concern for this man. It seems that the man they spoke of also had some marital issues, because the man who had let me in said, "Oh, are they still together?" I turned to my left and saw a man walking down a corridor, and I instantly realized that this was the man they were talking about. I only saw half his face as he turned around and walked away. Then I got my change and left the store.

I got back into the car with the Minnesotan girl, Michael Caine (her grandfather), my girlfriend's cousin (the Minnesotan girl's sister), and the mysterious man in the front passenger seat, and we began driving. The Minnesotan girl's sister turned on some music as she drove: "Pieces of the Night" by Gin Blossoms. Since that's one of my favorite songs, I yelled to the Minnesotan girl beside me as I started eating my chocolate, "I love this song! I love this band! I love your sister!" As I continued eating and listening I realized that while the song sounded right, there were weird aspects to it. I tried to explain it away by saying that it was maybe a live version of the song that I'd never heard, but I don't think that explanation worked for me because the dream started to destabilize. I think that's the closest to lucidity I've gotten. It was the billionth dreamsign I encountered last night, and since I finally listened to the dreamsign and started to gain lucidity it started to break down. That's when I woke up.

1. I'm competing in a race where the winner gets an iPad, and the next few runners-up also get awesome prizes. I actually manage to win, but before I can get my prize, the dream transitions.

2. I can't find our copy of the complete works of Edgar Allan Poe.

3. I'm at a weird political convention. This crazy guy impersonating the President starts rolling around on a stolen Segway and throwing stuff at people. Then there was something about accidentally eating some spicy food.

4. At a supermarket, none of the prices on the shelves and on the items match up. All the shelves for items that are supposed to store and preserve food are empty. I find a package of adorable little cucumbers for 92 cents.

5. I'm a dragon. The dragon society is a complex one, and could for all I know have come from a book I read or a show I watched. I'm out by myself trying to practice flight, which for beginners is more about climbing to a suitable high point and then gliding off it. There are a few favorite peaks that have sort of difficulty levels among the dragons, and being able to successfully glide from certain ones earns you a certain amount of popularity. In order to fly, there's a certain type of rock you have to consume and process into gas. For some odd reason, this rock is produced by bees.

Anyway, after several mishaps, I eventually manage something that vaguely resembles flight. Afterward, I decide to just explore around and try to find answers to things that puzzle me about dragon society, but I'm told by this great big fire-and-shadow figure to go home since I've already found one big answer today (that is, how to fly).

On my way back home, I notice a bunch of dragons in shackles that identify which clan they belong to - prisoners of war - and I find out that several of the clans, including the one I belong to, are involved in a war against humanity. One of the members of my clan, a hotheaded young upstart, has gotten it into his head that he can destroy all humans by attacking the source of all magic, which humans have grown to depend on heavily. I realize this can only end in disaster, so I set out to warn a wizard. But before I can get very far in this, my alarm goes off and I wake up.

This one is hard to remember. I remember clearly the middle, and vaguely the surrounding.

We had a new manager at work (no clue what his name was) and he was talking to myself and another manager, AF. This new manager had no qualms about talking about the fact that he wasn't the same as the rest of the humans who lived here on this planet. The concept was expressed as a number of "steps" beyond the regular, on a scale. He showed the scale (it was like a -5, -4, -3, -2, -1, 0, 1, 2.. etc type thing) and indicated he was from "6". I knew this meant he was advanced and from a distant world. AF said he was from "3", which was also advanced.

I smiled at them and said I always found it amazing how humans never wanted to talk about things that were different from normal topics. They didn't want to talk about how we were from elsewhere, they didn't want to know and couldn't understand. If they'd heard us, we'd be ridiculed. I looked at the scale, grinned, and pointed out that I was from -5. They were amazed. I said, "Yup. Very ancient. Old."

It made perfect sense at the time and felt very familiar, though I'm not sure how to express it in words now. The feeling was that while these two were advanced souls, I was a very old soul. They viewed this reveal as something amazing, something powerful. It was important to know. They were from alternate "heres", advanced and moved backwards. I was from ancient times in another place, not here, but choosing to come here.

(It's not the first time I've had a dream telling me I'm an old soul.)

~*~

Next, my memory begins with me seeing my friends BM and S walking through the hallway of S's new apartment, coming back from the indoor pool. As I saw them I thought it would be nice to go swimming. At that point, B wasn't there anymore and S was heading back to the pool, but she hadn't invited me (maybe she hadn't seen me). I decided to follow her.

Since the weather was so hot out, the pool was being used by many residents. People of all ages were going in and out of the pool area, some fully dressed and some in swimwear. I became aware that S had gone into a change room. I wasn't sure if I was allowed, so I didn't bother to go to a change room yet. I'd wait for S and ask.

I did enter the pool area though and looked around at all the people hanging out there and swimming. It wasn't as large as a public pool, but it was larger than the dinky little indoor pool R and I had recently seen at our hotel in Victoria. It was a decent size.

S came out of the change room and walked to the far side of the pool. I followed but as I did I saw what she was going towards. T (a friend of mine from work who S doesn't actually know IRL*) was over there, fully dressed, legs in the pool and chatting with people. For some reason, this was a bad thing. S got angry with T and I noticed someone who I immediately knew was the landlady of the building (even though I've never seen her IRL) was also there, not happy. She was threatening S (with what, I don't know) and chasing the two of them out of the pool area.

I caught up with them on the way out, trying to understand what was wrong and calm them down. Once we were out of the pool area S was gone and it was just T and I. I was trying to make T feel better (she felt bad about getting S upset) as we entered an elevator.

As we got in the elevator either someone else was already in it, or they walked in right after us. I can't remember much about what he looked like, but he was tall and well-built. T recognized him immediately. I can't remember exactly what was said at this point, but the jist was that she was seeing him as someone famous. He was quiet and just smiled at her but as we reached his floor and he got off he said something to her that was a direct quote from whatever fame he had. Then the door closed. She was thrilled and I told her I couldn't believe she'd said that to him. I said he likely just said that to humor her, but then when we got off on our floor there was someone else there who was associated to the famous person T thought the other guy was, and somehow it was clear that he really was this guy (so that other guy was likely really the famous person as well). At this point I really don't remember what type of "fame" they had. It didn't seem like "performer". It seemed kind of like super-hero somehow.

Things started to fade out then. I know there was more, but I wasn't fully aware of it before waking up to my alarm. I have vague glimpses of "safety", "rescue", "help", "search"... But I really can't put them together enough. I also get the sense that these glimpses are from a forgotten dream had prior to this one, but that the ones doing the "rescuing" in that one are the ones who become these two famous guys in this one. Fun!

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*IRL = In Real Life