non-lucid

28.10.2009

Morning After a Party (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was stepping out the doors of a university with a group of five friends. We were discussing a party that had taken place the night before, somewhere on the outskirts of the institution. All I could see, up to the treeline in the distance, was a trail of rubbish, clothes and empty bottles, loosely following a winding white path through a green field. We walked along this path, and on the way I found my mobile phone and, to my delight, my jeans! It was only then that I realised I had been walking around all morning in my boxers.

Not much else of this one I can remember...

28.10.2009

Stupid TV Show People (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My recall wasn't the best this morning because I had to get up earlier than I planned.

I was in a friend's house which had three floors and seemed to have been built by hand, in stages. I was on the second floor, and looking in a basket full of old DVD's and videos when I found something that caught my eye. It was a VHS tape of an American sitcom and it looked really stupid and lame. Three people were on the front of the cover, a hot redhead, a stupid-looking guy and what appeared to be a butler, with huge bushy eyebrows. There was a knock at the door and I slid down the bannister to the ground floor. I saw two people were already answering the door to the redhead girl off the front of the VHS cover! I thought I'd introduce myself so I hopped down the last five or so stairs holding out my hand. She missed my hand and accidentally grabbed my crotch. We thought it was pretty funny and she invited everyone out to play frisbee in the back garden.

The back garden was enormous, and on the side it connected to the house there was a 6m hill which might once have been a rockery but got overgrown. When we got round the back, the other two guys from the cover were there, except the butler looked like a normal guy with grey hair. The other guy kept putting fake bushy eyebrows on him and laughing, saying, "Look, he's the butler beast! Hahahah!" One of my friends turned to me and said, "How is that even funny?" I said, "Must be off the show." We played frisbee for a while, and I pulled off some amazing moves to catch it, even inches from where the two guys had left their glasses of red wine.

[Dream in blue.]
[Lucid in red.]
[Nightmare in pink.]
[Non-dream in normal.]


I don't remember much, because the annoyance of my almost-lucid cum completely-missed-lucid kinda overshadowed everything else.

I'm in my bathroom, doing my hair. I've done it as a ponytail on the top of my head, but I forgot to scrape it back, so I had a weird parting and it looked really dumb.

So, annoyed, I bent over to start shaking out my hair, in the hopes of my ponytail being better.

I paused, suddenly, looked up at the sink and myself in the mirror and thought, "Am I dreaming by any chance?"

I didn't think to actually do a reality check, because I've only just started wondering about dreaming while in a dream. Hopefully reality checks will come soon.

Anyway, I decided I wasn't ready and continued to... get ready for it... prepare for my Glee performance. I was Rachel Berry. Oh yeah. I missed that level of dreamsigns.

I remember something about missing the van to regionals as well, but it's all faded now.

I was at school and was going to class. (Parts of the school were the same and others were different.) I met this girl on the way that looked lost. We were talking as we were walking to her class. We cut through a residence hall on the way. The basement had lots of ping-pong tables. There was also a store with school and office stuff. There was a Chinese man and lady at the register. They were also taking orders for Chinese food.

My knees kept bending when I tried to stand still, and I kept falling down. I saw my family. My grandma (Anna) ran up to give me a big hug. (She died a few years ago. This is about the second or third dream I've had about her.) Then, my other grandma (Sandra) hugged me after I stood up. (I was just talking to her yesterday.) And I saw my mother and her boyfriend and my little cousin. (The one on my mother's side, not the one from yesterday's dream. Even though I'm not on good terms with my mother, I talked to her on the phone yesterday while I was awake. I had to get her to sign something for the school. The boyfriend that was in the dream is the one she just broke up with. He's currently in Maryland. I'm in Pennsylvania.)

We all went to eat. They were all there, and so were my four siblings. We all fit at one really big table. I told them where everything was and went to go get food. Before I saw any food, I was back in the store with my grandma (Sandra). We were looking for floss. She kept talking about corn while we were looking for it. I stood up to reach it. (I was in a wheel chair. My legs really hurt, and I couldn't stand or walk anymore without falling.) Then, I was looking for glasses that are supposed to make it easier to look at the computer for long periods of time. I was having a hard time finding ones that fit.

Then, I was hiding my two youngest siblings in behind this door that opened up to the store. The store owners turned the door into a wall with stuff on it that was for sale. You couldn't even tell that there was once a door there. Then, I was running away and hiding behind buildings. I have no idea where I was going, but I woke up before I got there.

I was supposed to be helping change six baby diapers. The other person was complaining because someone they knew put the things that belonged to each baby in a bag and pinned it to the inside of the playpen.

As far as I could tell, the dream began as I was starring at a porch light (or lantern) mounted behind my PC monitor on the wall. Nothing is there in real life. I was noticing how glowy and warm it looked. I remember the light fall off was very sharp. Meaning, only a few inches away from the light it was still very dark.

As I was looking, I stood up from my chair and noticed there were a dozen or so plump crickets and beetles hanging out around the base of the lamp. Unlike real life, I didn't have a horrified reaction. Curiously, I instantly thought of a plan to remedy the situation:

1. Get a garbage can.
2. Place it under the lamp area.
3. Bang the wall to knock off, and collect all the insects at once.

I turned on my bathroom light without breaking eye contact with the lamp. The bathroom light cast a bit more light onto the dark wall, and the bugs started to stir. -Then I woke up.

Note: This dream occurred the night after I read, and posted Dream 051 which is similar. I rarely dream about insects.

First Day of College

It was like the first day of college, and we had to sign up, there was this lady in a desk and some papers, so i went and i said my name. Then i remmeber talking to Michie Rodrigeuz, and i told her that weve met like 20 times. Then salva was next to me and he started to say that iam ugly, then said have you looked at your face? Then Oli was our camp counsler, we told her if she can stay. Then orlando randomly came and he was our like procter. Then the food came and it was amazing. we could order anything we want and for free. there was this special menu and the food would just appear.

I remember being in this car on the side of the road. there was somebody else with me i dont remmeber. i remember there was like a fight behind us in the road.

I remember being in a gym, i wanted to get big so i started to do pull ups, the weight of the machine was too low so i had to add more weight for then the machine wont tilt.

20.06.2010

(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In 19th-century France, I am the daughter of a pretty wealthy family. I have a sister about my age (about 20).
My family is greatly shocked by the revelation that I am half-black (although, what that reveals about my mother's behaviour is a subject never touched upon) and decides that I should be sent to live with an uncle in America, because it's too shameful to keep a mulatto child where everyone could see her.
Although I was milky white before, the revelation has triggered a change in me. My skin is getting darker, my lips thicker, etc... I remember, at some point, looking in a mirror and thinking (with my 21st-century mind) that I looked very good, in fact. However, my black hair was still perfectly straight, and I wondered when it would start curling. My sister suggested that only the newly-grown hair would curl, and even so, it wouldn't be very curly since I was only mixed-raced, and not totally black.
Most of the dream is about the preparation of the journey, in which my sister has to take part too. (our parents are probably afraid she'll start turning black too). I remember packing, choosing what I could take and what should stay.
My parents explained the journey to us: first we would travel from our home to a place called Fécamp, the harbour, from which we would get on a boat to New York, Maryland. (yes, geography can be quite wonky in my dreams. Did I tell you of the dream were Spain was in Africa?)
Then we would take a coach to my uncle's place.
I asked my parents if we needed money to pay for an hotel, but they said our uncle lived close enough to New York that we wouldn't need to stop for the night.

Xavi and wayne roony

I was in my school outside in the basketball courts/tennis courts and wayne rooney is there and we start to talk. He tells me that hes 20 years old. Then i walk a little further and i see Xavi there just chillen. So then i want to take a picture with him.I also remmeber going to the football field.

Soccer shoes
Iam shooting at the soccer goal and i keep missing and shooting horrible shots. iam wearing Orange Js blue adipures, then jhavi tells me that iam shooting like shit. I tell him that its the shoes, that if he can lend me his. He tells me to get the white adipures. When i go throough his bag i see that he has the new vapor bag in there. so then i ask jhavi that i want to wear the vapors. but the told me before that he was gonna lend them to jerry. Later i put on the shoes and they are super comfortable.

The party

i was at this party, and i remmeber there was this girlunder this table, so then i want to talk to her, then like 3 other guys go and talk to her. then i see wesch drinking this drink , i ask him if i can have a sip, so then he chugs it all. Then on the table there is inca colas (they are supposed to be beers), then iam feeling tipsy and my mom calls so i go outside in the terrace to talk to her. Then i see Aw appear, and shes wearing like a wierd uniform with shoulderpads.

Note: The rest of what happened in this night consists of dream fragments. There are several fragments here, and I am listing them all together.

*The Simpsons*
I was watching an episode of the Simpsons on television. Bart Simpson was sitting in his bedroom working on some kind of a computer. He was laughing as he typed things in. The scene shifted to the Simpsons living room. Suddenly I was sitting on the couch between Homer and Lisa. Marge was in the kitchen doing something, Maggie was on the floor sucking her pacifier, Santa's Little Helper was curled up and sleeping, I had Snowball II on my lap purring. I watched the news. Kent Brockman was giving the news.

"So rest assured, my fellow alcoholics," Brockman said, "The next shipment of beer is already on its way. In other news… uh… you really want me to read that?! Ok… not that this is news… everyone knows that… alright! I'm reading it! In other news, Homer Simpson's butt has been assigned its own zip code, and is now officially known as the largest ass in the world. Better watch out if that one farts! Hahaha… um… you don't seriously want me to do that, do you? But seriously… Alright! Yes, I want to keep my job!" Brockman climbed up on the news desk, turned his back to the camera, dropped his pants, bent over, started mooning the camera and bobbing his butt in rhythm to My Humps by the Black Eyed Peas… "My butt… my butt… is smaller than Homer's butt… My ass… my ass… would fit up Homer's ass…"

Homer was getting madder and madder. He finally turned off the television and went upstairs to Bart's room. Lisa and I were following, looking to see the train wreck about to happen up there. Homer barged into Bart's room and snatched the laptop device from Bart, telling him it is wrong to mess with the news and to stop making that poor reporter look like a fool… Homer took the device and went back downstairs. He set the device on the coffee table. He watched the news a bit more, it was the weather… and then went back to Kent Brockman. Homer kept looking sideways at the laptop. He finally picked it up and started typing on it and laughing like a kid.

"And today in sports," Brockman was saying, "… uh… come on, people, seriously? Alright, alright… Highlights in sports today include a new contest that is all the rage here in Springfield. The person to drop the most scorpions down Ned Flanders' pants will receive a special trophy commemorating the length of time it takes before Flanders is able to sit without pain."

"Hey, Homer!" Bart said, having just come downstairs, "How come you get to play with it and I don't?!" Insert canned laughter here…

*Nexus of Worlds*
I was in a hallway. I was walking down the hallway, and I could see there were doors on both sides of the hall. All of the doors looked the same, and the hall appeared to go both ways from where I was without any sign of ending. It looked like a typical office hallway. But there was no end in sight. I walked down the halls for a ways and looked at one of the doors. I wondered where all of them went. I opened a door and found myself staring out into the vastness of space. Stars, a distant galaxy, a comet flew by… and amazingly there was no pressure change, I didn't get pulled out into the vacuum… I closed the door and went to the next one. It opened into a human rainforest. There was something in the trees approaching fast… I closed the door. Another door led to a raging flame. Was the building on fire now? I shut the door and kept going… Another door led to a scorched desert… the next to a cave… and the next to… waking up.

*Book of Darkness*
I was in my bedroom. I was lucid. I was sitting on my bed looking at what appeared to be an ancient book. The book was locked closed tight. I wanted to get the book open. I looked at the book very closely. I was looking for some kind of keyhole or lock that was keeping the latches in place. I couldn't find one. I wondered how I could possibly get it open… I played with the latches a bit, but it was getting nowhere. I thought maybe I could ask Q. When I thought of him, Q appeared as if I had summoned him. He looked at the latches. He said those were energy locks. They would only be released with a certain energy flow. I wondered what the book would want… I tried to use a flow of stable dark energy to prove I could control that energy once I had it. The book vibrated in my hands but didn't open. I tried light energy, to show the book I had not given myself completely to darkness… the book vibrated some more, but nothing else happened. I thought maybe I had to use both dark and light… show I can control dark but hadn't gone completely over to it. The book was vibrating quite violently now. Was it going to unlock? Would I finally see inside? I got so excited I woke myself up… Damn!

*Criminal Mindlessness*
I was in the living room of a house I didn't recognize. I looked around. It was a very nice looking home, although it was a bit cluttered. There were kids' toys around, a couple of game systems plugged in to a big screen TV, some of the games lying around, a half finished glass of soda on one of the end tables. I wondered where I was and how I had gotten there… I was about to sneak back out before I got in trouble when I heard a scream from the basement. I headed down the stairs to the basement. The basement was an unfinished basement, with the wall beams still visible. There were people tied tightly to those beams… five of them, all naked and gagged. A man, a woman, and three kids that looked to be around 4, 8, and 12 years old. The youngest one was crying openly, it was a little girl. The 8 year old was also a girl, the 12 year old was a boy. There was a large and ugly man pacing in front of the people. There was a pile of charcoal around each of the prisoners. And the man wasn't just pacing… he was squirting something at the coals… it was lighter fluid. The psycho took out a match and prepared to set the charcoal ablaze. All of those details had really only taken me a second to see, and that was all I needed to see…

"Hey!" I yelled to get the asshole's attention, "Why don't you pick on someone who can fight back?"

"Ahhh," the man said as he smiled at me, "More fun." He threw the match into the charcoal. The coals didn't burst into flames as I had expected, the flames stayed buried in the coals. The coals were heating up to red hot, and the heat from the coals was burning the people's feet and lower legs. The people were screaming through their gags and struggling pointlessly against their bonds. The man said the music of their screams was perfect for killing to. He came towards me, he was muttering about what he was going to do to me… cut me apart? Let me burn with the others? He said he would have to be inventive with someone foolish enough to walk in on his play time. He said I was making him all hard, so that was the first thing he wanted… he came towards me rather quickly considering his size. He reached out for me and I easily dodged to the side. I wondered what I was going to do now that I had his attention… if only I had a weapon… but then I did! Out of nowhere a sword appeared in my hand. Awesome! I didn't know where it had come from, but it would do great. The man looked quite shocked… and that was also how he looked when he died. Shocked, as my sword ran him through the chest. I went to get the people free. It was a nasty setup. The coals below their feet were smoldering and putting off a lot of heat which was burning their feet and legs badly. They weren't tied to the beams with rope… they were tied tightly there with barbed wire! The barbs were digging into the prisoner's skin in many places. I scattered the coals from their feet first… then I found a wire cutters and cut them free as carefully as I could. The woman seemed oblivious to her wounds as she grabbed each of her children and then her husband in relief that they were all still alive. She then came over and hugged me tightly, thanking me for showing up at the right time. I thought their wounds must be very painful… I was wishing I could do healing IWL. I was thinking about Voices from the Macross Plus soundtrack. The song played… I sang it… and their wounds healed! Wow! Maybe if I wanted it badly enough, magic would work for me IWL! But that hope was crushed when I woke.

19.06.2010

Plastic? Really? (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My weapon was complete. An M9 Combination Pistol-Laser Gun bound to a Derringer with much the same function. It was time to leave our safe-hold and venture across the woodland to a new home. As soon as the large metal blast doors open, we run for it.

I'm barely keeping up with my ragtag group of survivors, as we do our best to stay out of sight of the larger predators, like that T-Rex over there. Unfortunately, the raptors spot us. Running for our lives, we open fire on the raptor pack as we dart around trees and jump over deep trenches. I unload an entire clip into the heads of two of them, bringing them down. Then we hear it. . .

"Shit!" our leader shouts over the blood curdling screech, "Mecha Raptor on our six!"

But it's already on top of us. To specific, it's on top of me. I shove my gun into its metal mouth as it tries to chomp on my head. I let off some rounds, but it's not having any effect. It opens it jaws and tries again, but I jam my gun in again, this time using the high powered laser beam. The laser quickly melts through the plastic insides of the green Mecha Raptor's throat. It dies on top of me, spilling the hot molten plastic onto my stomach, painfully scalding me. My group works together to push it off me, and soon enough we're on the move again. . .

Bees:
I was on a playground, since, I recall seeing the green grass underneath my feet. I think I feel something on my back. I put my hand where the feeling is and kill whatever it was. Turns out that there was a bee there which almost stung me. I felt a bit odd but it was possibly shock, since, no pain was felt.

Work with Juice:
I was at work and making some new juice. I made the first mixture which consisted of putting a bird with some sugar. I made another mixture, this time using spiders and sugar. I tasted it, it had an interesting flavour which is pretty difficult to describe.

Thoughts: Well, fragments again. I only recalled my bee dream later on in the day and as for the juice one, well, let's just say that drinking birds is NOT something I'm interested in One thing I've noticed is that I'm dreaming about work a lot lately, possibly due to thinking about it during the day. It could be a new dreamsign depending on how long it lasts. I do seem to be remembering more dreams, but, they are pretty short. I do miss my longer dreams and I do miss having LDs

Canary Escape:
I was interested in putting some lettuce for our canary who was sitting in his teal and white cage. I put the lettuce on top of the cage on the left side. He went to eat it. I turned around for a split second and turned back and he is now standing outside the cage on top of the lettuce and he is starting to eat it. I noticed this and told my mom.

Work yet Again:
I am at work again doing similar tasks to my previous dreams and to RL.

Thoughts: Would have been interesting to have a LD, but, I've been lazy on my RCs lately and changes are changing rapidly on my end.

I am beginning to think that perhaps murder shows are not the best thing to be watching late at night, however the last two nights have gotten better with recall. I also did something I shouldn't have. I took my meds then stayed up for a little while afterwards... maybe that is the key?

I was waist deep in water. I was wading around, looking for evidence. There had been a murder. My Nina was there. I was also with Janet, from Stargate SG:1. We are the investigators of this murder. I am talking with this man. He is somehow linked to the murderer and I can't figure out how. It also has something to do with Safeway. I leave the girl, whom I did not speak with, and the man to go talk with Janet. It is like she is helping flood victims. I am confused by this. She is looking for diseases also. I tell her about the man and the girl. She walks back with me and we find the girl has been killed. The man is still there. I suspect that he is the KILLER. Janet asks the man for his papers. He can't produce them. She calls him a lazy bum. I think about myself, I have no job, and am living off my parents. I would think that this would cause me to gain lucidity, but somehow it didn't.

A woman takes the body underwater with a fire extinguisher. Apparently this is a CPR technique. I tell Janet and Nina that I swear the girl was alive when I left her. I can feel Janet touch my shoulder. It's like she is saying she doesn't blame me. The guy gets handcuffed. I turn around and Janet is looking at the body. She is far away. She smiles at me. I know that she has mastered a mind touch. I hear someone saying something... Its mom saying they are home.

20.06.2010

Crash in the Desert (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Living in a small house with Lisa and Mum, appears to be a desert-like location. Sandy. Two lane roads, but with a fair few cars. Go driving alone at about 6/7 in the morning, turn too far left and go off the side of the road. Hit the car in front? Injured. Chunck of car illogically missing, as if it has been sawn off rather than damaged in the crash. Helen and Don are there (the driver of the car in front was one of them?), Mum later becomes aware of the situation and is there too. Mum seems indifferent. People gathered around, an old man as well. No one helps. Unclear memories flash through my mind? Swings, being a child. Other people watching the the crash occuring on videotape over and over?