non-lucid

Originally Posted by Mario92

07.10.2009

More computer fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Did the lucid dreaming mantra, with mixed results. I woke up and remembered my dream clearly, but I didn't write it down right away; consequently, I can only guess what my fragment refers to. I believe I was on my computer (again), which is becoming a real dream sign to me, and I believe I was in the process of sharing files. Again. This is starting to get old...

Originally Posted by Mario92

06.10.2009

Working at the car wash (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I did the lucid dreaming mantra briefly last night, but I went to bed at a much more reasonable time. I remember two dreams. In the first dream, my boss has decided that I'll be washing cars once in a while, and that I should learn how to do it. He sends me out to go learn how to use the pressure washer. It looks kind of like a small, chrome cannon. The dream ended sometime after that.

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06.10.2009

The forums (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In the second dream, which I don't remember nearly as clearly as I did a few minutes ago, I'm pretty sure I'm on the DV forums, talking about how far away the earth is from the sun.

Originally Posted by Mario92

05.10.2009

Photoshop fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I did the lucid dreaming mantra, but I went to bed late. I did, however, have a couple of decent dreams. The first one I recall is a fragment I have of working in photoshop. This is really no surprise, as I just downloaded photoshop 5.5, GIMP, and photoscape.

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05.10.2009

Fueling up (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The next dream was a fairly long, detailed non-lucid dream. My family and I were on the way home from a highschool football game, when we noticed the gas was running low. We pulled into a gas station to refuel, when my mother pointed out that the dogs would have an accident if we didnt' hurry. Then, for some odd, unknown reason, my parents begin to mess around with the rearview mirror, trying to remove it and set it up again. It was all very odd and incredibly detailed, but to go into detail would only be confusing.

Originally Posted by Mario92

04.10.2009

File sharing fragment (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I tried to MILD last night, which failed, most likely on account of my excessive tiredness and the fact that I had 3 hours of sleep. At any rate, I remember a fragment of a dream. I'm uploading files to the computer, as I was last night, through the DV chat room. I remember that someone had tried to share these tiny .wma files. They couldn't have been more than 3 kilobytes large. That's about all I remember, tonight I shall strive to go to bed at a more reasonable time.

Originally Posted by Mario92

03.10.2009

FIRST LUCID!!! (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I did the lucid dreaming mantra last night, and I had a grand total of 2 or three dreams. The biggest event of the night, however, was MY FIRST LUCID EVER! Apparently, I was in the army and we were marching down this big, dusty hill thing surrounded by wooden walls. I looked at it, realized I had been here before in my dreams, and that this must be a dream. The excitement was so much that I had a false awakening.

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03.10.2009

False awakening (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The false awakening itself was quite unusual. I remember that my dream began to melt away, and I tried very briefly to fly, but then I quickly attempted to spin, which did some pretty weird things. I could feel the body in my bed, but spinning almost made it like I was fighting to stay lucid and drag myself back to the dream world. At any rate, I lost the dream (and lucidity). Right after my false awakening, I hopped on my laptop, which was now apparently in the corner of my bedroom, and began to record my dream journal. There was something odd that happened, but I fail to recall what. Then I woke up.

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03.10.2009

In weight training class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Prior to my FIRST LUCID DREAM!!!!!, I had weight training class. This was an incredibly vivid, detailed dream. We had a drill seargent as an instructor, and he was a real bastard. I went up to him and asked why the hell I was in his weight training class, when I had not signed up for it. He went on to tell me that the legal procedures class I had originally wanted was filled up, and that the school felt that this would be a reasonable substitute. I begged to differ, and after a bit of groveling, we went into the shower room. Because it was the women's shower room, it smelled pleasant. All the guys were stripping down, but I was looking for a place to hide to avoid showering. Then the dream blurred and got fuzzy. I'm pretty sure that I also remember about 1 or 2 other dreams or dream fragments, but I'm not sure...

For the sake of maximum volume, I'm leaving the quote tags in. Please pardon the inconsistency.

I am with Angel in her apartment. I am non-lucid as sin.

We are drinking. We take some pills and smoke some herb. It's okay, we're dreaming!

We explode into colorful wormholes. My being vibrates through time. I eat my own soul, and fart it out. The universe melts.

We are on the floor dry heaving. Then, we puke rainbows. WTF

did we do acid? Are we really puking?

dammit! It's DMT! we are dreaming!

I was at the movies with my best friend. She suggested that we do something after. Mysteriously, we parted ways without question. I began to contemplate how I was going to get home. For some reason, I thought that by visitting the local CricKet Wireless store, I could get home. I walked a ways, but then turned back towards the movies and texted one of my family members to come get me. In a strange way, I was nowhere near the movies. I saw a wierd kid from my school stick two bitten candy bars (Kit Kat I think) on a bench, then enter a subway station. At some point I met up with my sister's ex-boyfriend, who is near my age, and we proceeded on foot, once again without question. We passed an elementary school, where he tried to open a door in the back. We rounded the corner and saw the equipment of the drumline battery from the high school i will attend next year. It was then i remembered that the marching band was having a rehearsal after some event i had recently attended. We walked past and up a hill where there were many band kids. I said to my sister's ex-boyfriend, "Oh ya, the marching band is having a rehearsal after this." A girl near us repeated that sentence to a parent and they giggled together. Oddly, the other junior high's concert band had set up facing the discus throw chain link arc. The director of this band was saying "Not good enough, speed run." Many band kids were walking towards us in their tuxes. I saw my brother in his prom tux. I asked him something, but his answer was unsatisfactory. My sister's ex-boyfriend had mysteriously left me at this point. I walked back down the hill and the dream ended.

What does this one mean? I have some ideas. Around this time, i was anticipating picking up vibes from the high school for next year marching band. I had also recently made several trips to the movies with my best friend. These are the only connections i have made.

So I was watching the kitchen from the family room. My older brother, sister, and her best friend are in the kitchen. My brother is opening the middle desk drawer. My sister's friend has an ice cream cone i somehow know is from Sylas and Maddy's. My siblings argue over the specifics of a silly saying. Is the character riding a snake or a blue-eyed bird? That's the question. My brother asks me to rewind the TV show currently playing to see the saying that will settle the dispute. I wake up before carrying out the request.

What does that mean? Nothing serious. haha.

10.06.2010

Throwing Away My Hats (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a dorm room that was different from the on that I had a few months ago, but I had the same roommate. The door opened on the North side of the room, and my bed was on the East wall. On the desk next to my bed were a bunch of the same type of basball cap. The only differences were the colors of the bills. I grabbed a few of the reds, blues and whites and decided that I didn't need them. As I walked to the door to throw them out, I woke up.

Note: No WILD again, which is pretty much becoming the norm. My first goal was to go and heal MoSh, and that was in my mind when I fell asleep. I am getting a lot better at the FA's, though. That is getting to be my most consistent form of lucid dreams lately! My memory wasn't great, had a couple of short dreams which are both in this entry.

*Darkness Within*
I got out of bed to go to the bathroom. I am getting into the habit, so I did a RC almost right away and found I was dreaming. I remembered my first goal of healing MoSh. I opened a portal and headed off to MoSh's inner world, now I was fully lucid.

I entered MoSh's inner world in a usual place. I was in the front yard of MoSh's house in his inner world. I looked around and spotted MoSh. He was standing in the yard, facing away from the house. The general area was bright and sunny, but the area right around MoSh was dead and dark… the grass right around MoSh was dead, it looked like he was standing in the middle of a cloud of smoke. I went over to MoSh. MoSh looked at me strangely. He looked weird. His eyes looked strange. There were black swirls in them, though he was smiling at me. It looked a bit creepy… I told MoSh I was there to do a healing spell on him. He said go ahead. I used the song Silver and Cold, pulled dark energy out of MoSh and into me. I was paying more attention this time to be sure I didn't try to absorb another entity with MoSh's dark energy. When the song was complete, I used Touch My Heart and replaced that dark energy with light energy. The cloud of gloom around MoSh seemed to disappear into nothing, and he looked normal again.

Well, MoSh looked mostly normal again… he looked worried. He said he was worried about Asuka, he thought the intruder might have infected her with dark energy. I followed MoSh into the house. Asuka was sitting in the living room watching something on television. MoSh seemed hesitant to look at the screen. There was a puppy playing on the television. It was cute. I told MoSh it was cute. He looked and agreed. He said he wanted to heal Asuka. Asuka smiled and said she was fine. MoSh wanted to be sure. So we did a healing spell on Asuka. I didn't sense any dark energy in her, so I just went straight to Touch My Heart. The room filled with golden energy and that golden energy flowed into Asuka. She looked very relaxed. I sat down on the couch beside her for a bit.

I was sitting there. Asuka had a remote control in her hand, and she was channel surfing. I wondered what she was looking for. She said she was looking for a movie to get into. I thought that was interesting... also that she had answered a question I had only thought... She finally settled on a channel. There were people on the screen talking to each other about dreams... something to do with traveling to other worlds in their dreams. Cool! Sounded like an interesting movie! Asuka got up, and went over to MoSh. They went over to the television and stepped into the screen. Woah... I'd forgotten about the idea of going into the movie... but that had been part of the plan. Ok, so now it was my turn. I saw MoSh and Asuka in the movie now. The other characters seemed mildly surprised to see them, but not overly alarmed. I went to push my way into the screen... and instead my head came into contact with a solid surface. The TV wasn't a gateway... it was a solid wall! Wtf? I tried to push my hands through the screen, but I was getting nowhere. It was frustrating. I tried a couple more times, getting frustrated even more, and then I woke.

*Stargates*
I was at school, or I think it was school. It looked more like a mall. A lot of stores, but I was thinking it was a school. I was there with Tigress. I walked down the main hall with her, looking at the different stores. I was thinking they were all there to sell school supplies. There was one that had a lot of games in it. Most likely for game design research. I went inside. There were computers and games and such, and in the back of the room… there was a stargate! Awesome! It looked so real. I went over to it and looked closer. Someone asked where I wanted to go. I said I wanted to go to… I didn't have time to finish saying that when it opened of its own accord. Something was coming through… a lot of somethings. Gou'ald were coming through. They were shooting at people as they ran for cover. Tigress looked around and then pulled me along. There were Gou'ald attacking random people. I wanted to stop them. I was trying to pull away from Tigress, but she seemed determined not to let go of me.

I went with Tigress out of the mall / school into a grassy field. No parking lot? Never mind, there was a space ship hovering in the field. I called to the people who were running away to follow us to the space ship. A lot of people started following us, some of them were ahead. A lot of the people either didn't hear or didn't understand or didn't believe, so they weren't following. They were heading off in random directions. I reached the ship. A couple of people helped me into the ship. I turned around to grab Tigress. I reached for her hand… and then she disappeared. What the hell? Where had she gone? Had the Gou'ald done something? I had to find her! More people were climbing into the ship, but I just wanted to go back and find Tigress. I jumped back out of the ship, some of the others protested and some said I was nuts, and I started looking through the crowds for her. She couldn't have just vanished! That was impossible, unless… I did a RC… and I found I was dreaming!

Yes! I used Battery on a bunch of Gou'ald… but I got too excited at finding this was a dream and I could do something about it that I woke up.

Originally Posted by Linkster17

i'm finally going 2 post some dreams but a few will be from before i joined like this one.
non-lucid
semi-lucid
lucid

2/7/10 Mini-tornados?

I was on my bus to go home when i noticed there were mini-tornados everywhere. i was kinda of freaking out when i noticed there weren't picking up anything and i don't remember anymore.

Originally Posted by LiveInTheDream

A friend of mine was dead.

That's what the phone call that started it all was about. Of course I rushed to the scene of the crime as soon as I could so as to learn more about what happened, but it honestly didn't do me much good. All anyone knew for sure was that one moment my friend was alive and well and the next he was laying in a pool of blood, several knife wounds all over his body.

No one ever saw the killer. He didn't even leave fingerprints behind, so there was no good way to track him down, either. This, of course, made the last person to see my friend the primary suspect: Zachary Quinto. He was literally dragged to the scene of the crime and the police attempted to identify any sort of evidence with him.

They discovered the cuts on my friend's body matched the width and length of a knife owned by Mr. Quinto, but when they produced said knife, Zach didn't seem to recognize it. He didn't appear to be bluffing, either; he was genuinely shocked that a long, brown knife had been discovered on the floor of his home, caked in blood.

Quinto was promptly arrested, and I was asked to leave while further investigation was carried out. I was by no means satisfied, though. The next day I paid a visit to the police office to inquire about their discoveries. They told me that evidence against Quinto was insufficient and they would be letting him go later on that day, and also that the knife they found belonged to a mysterious killer known only by the alias "Knife-baby". The killer's targets seemed random; just whoever was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

And this time, chance had it so that the Knife-baby killer's choice was personal.

I set out on a quest to find out just who this murderer was and bring them down myself, or otherwise set them up for arrest. It didn't take long before I met up with Quinto, who was planning to do the same thing in order to clear his own name.

We went all over the globe together, following the tiniest and most confusing trails of clues, hoping that sooner or later we'd find our guy. Sadly, the biggest help we got was the frequent news reports of the Knife-baby killer's latest victims. After enough people had been killed, we were able to line up their locations on a map like a 'connect the dots' picture and plot a line to predict where the killer would be next. The location? A research building in the Amazon jungle.

Quinto and I approached the building from a ways off, not wanting to alert anyone of our presence by the sound of a vehicle. After hacking through security at the back door, we began to make our way through the hallway, keeping our eyes peeled in all possible directions.

Suddenly, all went black. I heard a noise like a muffled explosion followed by the feedback of a thousand echoes. It hurt my ears, so I put my hands over them while crying out in pain...and as I fell to my knees, the light came back on, and I was on my knees before the dead body of a scientist who worked in the facility. Blood was everywhere, and knife wounds were clearly visible in the corpse's back. It was then that I noticed my hands were wet, so I pulled them down, away from my ears, and was horrified to see that my own hands were also caked with blood, and I held a long, brown knife in my right hand.

Quinto was unharmed, but backed up against the wall, and breathing hard. He was clearly freaked out by the whole thing. When he got his breath back, he stared at the body, and at me.

"You...you...you're the Knife-baby killer!" He said angrily, charging at me and pinning me up against the wall.

"What? Think about what you're saying! Why would I have killed my own friend, framed you, and then come all this way with you just so I could turn around and show you that I was the one all along? Do you really think I'm that stupid?" I replied.

Quinto let go and backed off, huffing with frustration that we'd missed the killer again.

"So how does this work?" He asked. "Does the killer ever actually kill anyone? Or does he just use us as proxies?"

"Wait a minute, so you're saying you did kill my friend?"

"You know that's not true! I saw what you just saw! Blackness, then that noise, then a dead body sitting at my feet, and a long brown knife and blood in my hands. But I got rid of the knife; I got rid of the knife!! The killer obviously wanted me to be framed...that's why he put the knife back in my house! And now he wants you as well. Maybe that's how he handles people who have leads on his location. Puts them in prison by false accusation."

"Then let's follow him, before he gets away!"

We turned back to the door we'd come in, and found it still wide open. There was a moment of self-hatred, thinking we'd just created the killer's escape route. That was the final straw. We charged outside just in time to see a black figure running into another building a short ways away.

"There he is!" Quinto pointed.

The chase was on! We smashed through the door to the building and kept running, absolutely determined not to let this guy get away. We were gaining on the figure, who was still black as a shadow even up close, and then we followed him around a corner...only to hear a scream and see the Knife-baby killer throwing himself over us, knocking us both to the ground.

When I got up, I was no longer in the building, Quinto was no longer there, and the Knife-baby killer was completely out of my memory. The dream continued on as a rather typical false-awakening.

Still no lucid dream, but it's cool non-lucids like this that make me not mind so much

Originally Posted by LiveInTheDream

Once again, it's been far too long since I last put an entry in here. I'll try to start updating more frequently again, but...no promises

I seem to have developed a weird mental block about lucid dreams. You may remember my post about how we can become unsuccessful with lucid dreams simply because we subconsciously believe them to be difficult. Since this realization, my amount of naturally-occurring lucid dreams has sky-rocketed to nearly 100% of all recent lucid dreams...but I haven't had as many lucid dreams what with not putting a lot of work into a particular method, so that percentage is really not so impressive as it may initially seem.

The problem is, I'll find myself thinking with two minds in a dream. There's my 'dream mind' which is caught up with the bizarre events of the dream story, and there's my subconscious mind that clearly realizes I'm dreaming, but due to being asleep, illogically thinks: "Oh, I'm dreaming! Too bad this isn't a lucid dream..." often resulting in a dream where I have all the powers of lucidity and I understand that I cannot be hurt and things like that, but without really ever understanding why.

It's starting to become quite annoying. If I could get myself to make the right conclusion at the moment I realize I'm non-lucid dreaming, I seriously could have multiple LDs every night without putting any more effort into it than simply reminding myself about it before I go to sleep!

Anyway, I guess fixing that starts with maintaining good dream recall, so here's what I remember of last night's dream:

I was in some party house, and I was preparing (you guessed it) a party. The interior of the place resembled my real house in layout, but everything about the rooms was vastly different. All the walls and many ceilings and floors were painted black, with brightly-colored symbols and images painted on top in random places. Under a black light, they looked quite cool.

At first, everything was going smoothly. I got disco balls and club lights mounted, music started playing, food and drinks set out...and then at one moment, I slipped on a ladder and caught the palm of my right hand on a sharp point as I fell.

When I looked at the damage, my entire palm had been split, and now my thumb and a large piece of skin from my hand were dangling loose, nearly to fall off at any moment. With my other hand, I tried to pull everything back together, but multiple attempts proved unsuccessful for one reason or another. My first try, I managed to get the skin lined up correctly, but I hadn't fit my thumb bones back into their place properly, so my actual thumb was hollow and the bones for it were being pinned down beneath the skin of my palm.

I tried pulling the skin back then, which hurt like crazy, but I knew it had to be done, else I'd be without a functioning thumb. I slid the bones and muscles back inside the hollow skin of the thumb and then tried replacing the skin. For some reason I had difficulty lining it back up this time, and so it pulled too far, squishing my entire hand together into a shape much thinner than it should be.

Finally, one of my friends arrived and saw the trouble. The solution we ended up with was that I would get the skin into place, and then hold it there while my friend wrapped tape around it to hold things together long enough for me to see a doctor. It seemed to work.

"It's too bad this dream isn't a lucid dream." I said to myself.

The party went on, but the pain in my hand increased, and eventually the tape wouldn't hold any more, giving me the same issue as before with my thumb potentially falling off. At one point, the pain grew so intense that I collapsed on the ground. That sure didn't help anything! I landed wrong, which made the bones and muscles in my thumb rip right through the skin, making things worse than ever before. I rolled over, writhing in pain, and grabbed my hand, now awake IRL.

Strangely enough, it did hurt around my palm and thumb. Not sure why. But of course it wasn't cut open and about to fall off

25.02.2009

Jennifer Aniston & Her Husband [Fragments] (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Mom, dad, and I where walking through a park. We were on are way to see Jennifer Aniston and her husband. We didn't make it in time, but mom and dad had some special access or what ever and got us into see them anyway.

Recall ends.

I'm running around in this creepy hunted castle. I'm going through some old air ducts.

Recall ends.

Now I'm right out side in our old car at the gas station. Harry Potter is playing on the TV in side. I'm not sure what happens, but I think the actors come out of the TV!

Yet again, I can't remember anymore.

I'm standing out side not too far from the gate at the end of our driveway. My brother hops in dads van that's facing the road, he drives it over to the far right corner of the fence but he can't stop, so he drives it through the fence and busts it open. Finally he gets it to stop. Then when I and mom are not looking he gets on the lawn mower. He drives it down to the same spot in the fence he broke but randomly turns it around and comes back towards me! I jump out of the way and fly back over and grab him. Since his weight is no longer on the seat anymore the lawn mower shuts off.

Recall ends.

Originally Posted by LiveInTheDream

Still no luck with the shared dreaming experiment, but I came close to being lucid last night.

I was in my livingroom, practicing my kicks and the like. All of a sudden, however, I had this impulse to do a backflip, and the knowledge of how to do it right just came to me. So I gave it a shot, and succeeded!

"Woah, I can do backflips!"

I tried again, and succeeded again. Now confident of my jumping ability, I began to think through the Matrix fight between Neo and Morpheus to see what else I should try.

I got a little running start, then jumped, triple-kicked, and then landed with plenty of time to spare.

"I've never been able to get three kicks in before...only two, and that was cutting it close!"

After that I further discovered I could lay on the ground and roll straight backwards, springing off my hands onto my feet, do wallflips with multiple upward steps, and a number of other cool things.

That's the part where I almost went lucid. I should have known to reality check then, but I certainly recognized the situation as not being normal, every day life. It didn't continue, though.

Next thing I know, there's a world-famous runner taking on the most dangerous course ever. I showed up to the race as a competitor, totally unknown by the crowd watching, and the subject of the champion runner's mockery. Even famous people weren't as fast as he was...so he was sure I wouldn't come close to matching his speed. I just smiled and let him bash me with his words, knowing I had a secret he was unaware of.

As soon as the race started, I took off running. Since I was a late entry, I started dead last, but within thirty seconds I had cleared all opponents other than the champ himself. It was just the two of us on the cameras that followed us down the track.

Very soon the paved part of the track ended and we were in a canyon area. Rocks were everywhere...it would have been easy to trip. The champ and I were neck-and-neck, and he decided it was time to lose me, so he began to run to the side to push me into the rock wall. I just took a step up the wall, did a flip, and landed on the other side of the champ, still running at full speed. He was so surprised that he tripped, and I took the lead for a long time.

From here it gets hazy, but there was a lot more to the race. The champ caught up eventually, but not enough to win. The track also involved a lot harder stuff, like chasms that had to be crossed by swinging across bars, rock walls that had to actually be climbed, etc.

Soon after I woke up from that dream, I realized that I had unintentionally entered SP. Before long I was feeling my dream body and making movements with full sensation, but my real body wasn't even twitching. Multiple times I even saw things and interacted with them briefly, but a full dream never formed. I'm quite sure that with time it would have, but it was getting late, and I knew I couldn't afford to sleep through another REM cycle, so I had to wake up.

But at least I now have a better idea of when to try to get into SP! If I could just go to bed a bit earlier so that I get the same amount of sleep earlier in the night and then WILD...maybe that would finally get me another super lucid dream!