non-lucid

Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes

I didn't remember any dreams until this one just came back to me about an hour after getting up. Getting this little bit of a scene out of my memory was a bit like pulling teeth... ok, bad pun.

I was looking in a mirror, examining my teeth. On the right side of my lower mouth there was like a wide crack where most of my teeth were splitting open. I could see inside that there was an entire other gum and set of teeth. It was kind of like how Russian dolls fit within each other, but with gums and teeth...

It's a recurring dream I've had at least once before.

Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes

Dream 1 - Winter Wonderland

I was driving somewhere, but I wasn't sure where.

I can't drive in real life.

I was trying to find my way somewhere. I must have got there because I was trying to find my way back as well. I discussed it with my brother -- no longer driving now, in a room somewhere -- and we looked at a map. He was trying to tell me I needed to go one way, but I was certain he was wrong.

On the map there was a park or woodland. Suddenly the scene changes to me walking through the park. It was snowing an the ground was covered in snow. There were very tall trees everywhere. It was beautiful -- really a winter wonderland.

I knew I wanted to reach the other side of the park, so I just started walking in a straight line. Everywhere there were kids throwing snowballs. Sometimes they would throw them at me, but I just kept walking.

When I passed some kids, so they were behind me, I instinctivly protected the back of my head with my right hand and just kept walking. It was like I didn't want any distraction and wanted to maintain focus on getting there.

This dream occurred after a WILD attempt, and I'm thinking that my attempts at focusing on a goal and trying to ignore outside distractions may have influenced this part of the dream. Eh, who knows.

I saw some old people with some kids behind them. The kids were making snowballs and then they threw them at the old folk. However, they turned around with snowballs of their own and it turned in to a full on snowball fight -- young vs. old. I was still focused on my destination though. I walked right through the crossfire, placing a hand to each side of my head to shield it from the snowballs.

As I continued I noticed that there was less and less snow on the ground. It was like it had only been snowing at the end of the park where I had come from. At this end it was turning to ice and melting away.

There was a wooden building, like a giant log cabin with like log walls attached that made it look a bit like an old American fort. In the outside area surrounded by the walls there were parents sitting at tables drinking. Kids were running from them off in to the direction of the snow.

I sensed one last kid behind me with a snowball. I blocked his throw to the back of my head as I had done before and kept walking.

Running in the other direction, back to the parents, was a kid holding a dish out in front of him. In the dish he was carrying a snowball. It was like he was trying to be careful not to drop it, but also trying to get back to his parents before it melted. I assumed he wanted to show them.

I felt very determined in this dream not to be distracted. I was almost robotic in my actions.

Dream 2 - The Pointless Journey

I was in a foreign country, not sure where. It was hot, I got the sense it was in the middle east. I was in some kind of plaza and began walking towards an archway that lead to some steps, which I then descended.

I could hear a busy road not far away and knew it was my destination. I was at the end of a street which I knew I needed to walk down to be going in the right direction. As I began to walk down it I noticed everyone was staring at me and I felt very intimidated. I was clearly the only white person there.

The street was also some kind of market because I noticed racks of clothes and people setting up stalls. However the surroundings struck me more as though it was somewhere in the UK, unlike when the dream started where it felt distinctly middle eastern.

I reached the end of the street and realised there were 3 women that had followed me. They were all wearing brightly coloured head-scarves. One was orange, the other was purple, and the third one I can't recall. They had really pretty eyes. I had no idea why they followed me -- perhaps they were just curious because I was so out of place?

There was a fence that was actually just a sheet of thin wood. It had a hole in it, which I slipped through. It's a bit confusing, but I quickly found a street leading from the one I now found myself on to the busy road I was trying to reach. I felt safe.

However, I found myself now back in the plaza. This time my parents were with me. I wanted to take them to the busy road, so we went through the same arch and down the same steps as before.

Again we were at the market street. People were staring again. I realised they were all Muslims and I also realised that my mum was dressed very western -- far too exposed for their liking -- so I held on tightly to her arm as we walked in case anything happened and we had to run.

We reached the end of the street where the fence was. The same 3 women had followed us again. There was no time to find out what they wanted. We slipped through the fence and felt a little safer.

This time I couldn't find my way to the busy road. We walked down the street we found ourselves on. It was very run down. There were patches of over grown grass and boarded up windows. The busy road sounded like it ran parallel to the street we were on, but there was no way to cut through, no connecting streets, nothing.

We came to an apartment building that was really run down. It seemed like it would be deserted. I decided to try and find a way through by going inside.

Inside we came across some guys sitting on red sofas smoking weed. They were wearing leather jackets. The guy who seemed to be like the leader figure of the group had dark blonde spiked hair -- really greasy.

I wanted to go through the window on the right wall, thinking it would get us closer to our destination. The opening to the window was small and too high up to reach. There were cupboards next to it though and I asked the leather jacket guy to boost us up on to the cupboards.

He boosted up my dad then my mum and the cupboard started to come away from the wall. He was laughing, slavering a bit, and sometimes panting and howling. Next he boosted me up and toyed around with dropping me, laughing his head off and being generally weird and gross.

Once we were up on the cupboards, I moved across towards the window and went to open it. It was locked. It was locked with something that was like a mini bicycle lock stylized like a dog collar. I asked the guy if he would open it and he said he would if I didn't mind getting my hand bitten off the second I tried to get out. I could hear a dog barking outside of the window. When I looked I saw it swinging around, down to the ground then up in the air as though it was tethered to the wall. It looked like the dogs from the first Resident Evil game.

The guy was laughing again. I asked how we were supposed to get across to the busy road. He said it was easy and we just had to go back and cut across.

Now we were back in the plaza again. This time there were lots of people around. We started walking and there was a really large group of women all wearing head-scarves. My mum started talking to one of them. She said she was on holiday with some friends. There were lots of kids running around too. I didn't want to hang around while my mum was talking. Then I woke.[/QUOTE]

Color Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes
Dream Sign Key: Inner Awareness( i ), Action ( a ), Form ( f ), Context ( c )

I was in a desert with a dusty road stretching ahead of me ( c ). It lead to Damascus ( c ). It stretched on forever, or so it seemed. I was annoyed that it was so long. Then I remembered that the road to somewhere else was shorter so I decided to go there instead.

Maybe if I had taken that road I would've converted to Christianity? I'm glad I didn't.

The next thing I recall is still being in the desert but this time there was a TV chat show style studio just there in the middle of nowhere ( c ). I had a third person perspective this time and think I was being interviewed ( i,c ). Then I woke.

Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes
Dream Sign Key: Inner Awareness( i ), Action ( a ), Form ( f ), Context ( c )

So, I had a nap today with the intention of WILDing. It didn't work, but I did recall the dream I had.

There is a microwave in the lounge next to the TV ( c ). The light is switched off and it's really dark as though it's night. My mum was sitting on the arm of the 2 seater sofa and my dad was sat on the 3 seater sofa. I was sitting on the 2 seater sofa next to my mum.

My mum got up and walked to the microwave. She turned to me and said I should try a microwave jelly sandwich ( c ). I said it didn't sound like something I wanted to eat, but she insisted.

I understood jelly to mean jam in this instance. American culture seems to be seeping in to my dreams more of late. American jelly is British jam. British jelly is American jell-o / gelatin dessert.

Next thing I know I'm leaving the room. I'm right back there with no pants on, just a pair of black boxer shorts ( f ). I went to the microwave -- my mum had returned to the arm of the 2 seater sofa -- and there was a plate with a bagel that had been sliced and spread with jelly. It made more sense to me now because I had been expecting sliced bread, which would just go really floppy in the microwave ( i ).

Underneath the plate there was a yellow laminated card with cooking instructions for this jelly sandwich ( c ). My mum just told me to select the microwave's jelly sandwich setting as it would be faster than reading the instructions. The microwave had an overly complex menu system with a touch screen and drop down menus ( f ). There seemed to be hundred or even thousands of pre-programmed settings. Finally I found the jelly sandwich setting, placed it in, and set it ( f ).

I find it interesting how vivid the image of the menu system is in my mind. I remember quite clearly the design and layout. It also worked really well, which I thought electronics weren't supposed to in dreams.

My brother walked in sat on the other arm of the 2 seater sofa. I walked over to sit back down and wait and told him that he can't sit in my seat. He said he wasn't going to. He sees what I've got in the microwave and says that he thinks it will be horrible, but my mum says he's wrong.

I return to the microwave and get the jelly bagle out and eat it. I tell my brother that he's wrong and it's really nice.

I don't know what all the fuss was about in my dream over such a seemingly mundane piece of food.

Returning to the sofa, I curl up and feel cold because I have no pants on.

Next thing I know it's light in the room and my brother is gone ( f ). Finally, my dad speaks after sitting there for ages and says that he quite fancies some cake. I imagine some kind of current cake and then I wake.

Yet more mundane food? Odd. Maybe I was just hungry.

I accidentally fell asleep just there.


I had a normal day in school, got home, whatever. This all went by quick for this part. I must have went to sleep in the dream.

I woke up like normal (FA), but I was in another house, but it didn't occur to me it was different, I just rolled with it. I started to realise things were different. I ended up realising that it was two years in the future. Believe it or not, the first thing I did was log onto DV and see what was going on. The first person I saw was Cygnus on it, with the yellow text like now, and the badge. Then I went to see what staff were there.
First thing I noticed was that Jeff was sort of on the list, but he wasn't a mod, his name was blacked out, and was in another part of the page. Dream guides didn't exist any more, but there were people with no mod powers whatsoever with this sort of colour of name. These people were to help people, and help around DV with stuff.

This is the point in the dream where I realise I am not on a computer (Well, not realise at the time, but where I start to remember it being like this), it was not on a computer, it was outside, in a place similar to the Highrise map on Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2. The inside bit of it was like a hotel though, showers, etc.

I was talking to some of the people from DV, I felt pretty sad that I missed a lot. Then I was talking to staff about something, and it turned out that DV was completely fucked up. Everything had fallen to mayhem, no mods available to do anything, only a few of those other people who didn't have mod powers, but they wanted to help so badly.

All of a sudden, I was at "my school", it wasn't really my school, but that is what I saw it as in the dream. I saw that things had changed a lot. I also went to see my family, and I even said to them "I can't remember a thing from the past two years". I asked if I had been to university. Turns out I did go to university, but to do a course I didn't think I would take.

After I while, I started to question how it is possible that I could forget a whole 2 years. I then thought to myself "wait a minute, the last thing I remember from 2 years ago was falling asleep. I think this is just a dream." I then did a reality check. Turns out I was dreaming.

I never really did anything, I just kinda rolled with the dream. No control whatsoever. Pretty rubbish. The rest of the dream I was just doing stupid shit because I knew it wasn't real. I was just running about breaking things etc.

Just remembered my dream/couple of dreams.

I was playing CoD 6 Modern Warfare 2, I must be because I am really exited and I can't wait till it comes out (in two days).

I had a gun that was shown in one of the trailers, it felt really good. I think I was actually IN the game, rather than just playing it. I was doing really good, I don't think I died at all.

That is all I remember from that dream, I also remember being on my computer in another dream, I was on DV, and I can't remember what I did any more.

One of my dreams, I can remember one detail of it.

I saw mes Tarrant naked.

This was a dream which I woke up and went back to sleep, and I didn't write it down, so I have now forgotten the rest.

But I remember more of another dream I had.

I was at home, but it wasn't the house I live in in real life. I don't recognise the area at all. But I saw it as home nonetheless.
Me, my mum and this other strange girl went over to some other house, we went round the back and through a door at the back.

I can't remember what we were doing, but I remember it was something important, and we needed to do it all the time, like go back there and do it again all the time.

And then that other girl turned against us, but I think we managed to kill her before she killed us. Then we found someone else to help us.

And that is pretty much all I can remember.

EDIT:I just remembered another thing
I was on the computer and I went on DV, I noticed there were a couple of names in red but not bold like the admins. My name was also in red. I was actually confused at that point, I had never seen it before, so I clicked on my name and the other one's name to see if I could find out what it was for.
And I can't remember what it turned out to be.

I really need to get back into the habit of writing my dreams down as soon as I can.

Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes
Dream Sign Key: Inner Awareness( i ), Action ( a ), Form ( f ), Context ( c )

Dream 1 - Make It Real

I had another dream about dreaming -- I think / sort of. This time it was even more frustrating...

Vague, but I got the sense it was another one about dreaming.

I was talking to someone about making things more clear or real ( c ). I remember looking really closely at my hands and they were super sharp and crisp looking ( a ). I think I -- or it could have been the person I was talking to -- was wearing an olive green coat. It was probably me since I always wear coats of that colour.

It's annoying that I had a dream that might be coming from my reality check knowledge and practise and yet I didn't question the reality of the dream even though I was questioning the unknown DC about it. Now THAT is the definition of frustrating.

Dream 2 - Dream Fantasy XIII

This was mostly a videogame dream, specifically about Final Fantasy XIII.

I was in a party with the characters Sazh and Lightning but we weren't all in the same place all the time ( c ). We somehow swapped bodies unexpectedly, but then swapped back ( c,f ). Something might have happened in-between but I can't remember it now.

The in-between feeling is annoying here. It's like a bit actually is missing. I do remember there being scenes where my view was obscured by large save points, which I think may have been during this missing segment.

Anyway, it happened again and I found myself in a room with bunks built in to the wall, it was a pretty sci-fi looking room. There was a save point right in front of me, obscuring my view ( c ). The floor was bright red and tiled.

Thinking on it now, the room reminds me a lot of the room where Lister sleeps in Red Dwarf in its layout and design, but it was cleaner.

When we switched back, Lightning was angry at me and felt that I had ruined our friendship forever because of what I'd done. No idea what I did though, if anything.

Dream 3 - The Homophobic Road

My dad was driving me somewhere in his car. However, we were in America on some freeway ( c ). He commented about how the roads are different from back in the UK.

There were announcer-like voices coming from the roads themselves telling us about the rules for driving on it ( c ). The current road told us that it was for homosapiens only, but I took this to mean people who weren't homosexuals ( f,c ). It told us that the road at the turn off coming up was for gays. I commented that in the UK nobody would give a shit who was driving on the roads, gay or otherwise.

I would like to know how my mind came up with a homophobic road system. Lol.

Anyway, we continued on and the next thing I know we were pulling up outside the shop at the end of our street. My dad said to get out and make my own way there. I was now aware that we were going to my Gran's and Aunt L's house ( i,c ). I told him that if we were both going to the same place then I might as well stick with him so I got back in the car but in to the back seat ( c,a ).

He drove in to the street and parked up at the side of the road. The shop front was on our street when it's usually on the main road it feeds on to ( c ). The shop was also larger, with larger windows and lots of random stuff in them. For some reason I clearly remember the window and door frames being a nice shade of green.

Anyway, he gets out just as my cousin, C, comes out of the shop ( c ). my dad goes inside. She is crying. She gets in to the other side of the car and sits next to me. She continues to cry and I want to console her but don't know how ( c ).

C lived with my Gran and Aunt L, but both are dead. Maybe this is why she was crying in the dream. I must remember dead relatives as a dream sign!

Around this time I can hear church bells that are annoying.

The church bells are actually a new alarm sound I was trying out. Usually my alarms make it hard for me to remember my dreams when I wake up, so I tried looping a recording of church bells, thinking it could be load enough to make me, but natural and ambient enough to not break my concentration too much as I tried to remember my dreams. Anyway, it didn't wake me, it just showed up in the background noise of my dream. Heh.

Next thing, C sees a baby hat with a bear on it ( c ). It is stuffed in to the drivers seat sun visor. She removes it and starts to cheer up, laughing at how cure it is. She notices a teddy bear somehow fixed to the inside of the car door on my side. She leans over me and puts the hat on the bear and cheers up more because it's cute. We both laugh.

As she continues to play with the bear I think about how dodgy it must look from outside the car with her leaning over me like this ( i ).

My dad walks out of the shop but he's morphed in to the comedian Johhny Vegas ( f ). He gets in the car and I insist that nothing untoward was going on! ( a )

Ok, so C is kinda hot, but she's my cousin!

Weirdly, he's making a new Iron Man movie ( c ). We talk about it. I play with the bear and some really strange shaped safety pins ( f ). He tells me about his dumb idea for a really philosophical ending -- I forget what exactly. I tell him how dumb it is. He knows but thinks it'd be funny to do it anyway.

I don't like super hero movies and avoid them like the plague. It annoys me that over the last few years I can't even seem to avoid discussions about them. I think my dream was making fun of them.

When I wake up, 55 min has passed since the failed church bell alarm. Stupid alarm.

Well, I have been quite lazy with my DJ, and I have forgotten most of my dreams that I never wrote down.

I guess I should get myself kick-started again with the little shred of dream I remember.

I remember being in my bed, and I was doing something with Lucozade bottles. I can't remember what, but I remember seeing more bottles on the floor, and I was in my bed, and I couldn't be bothered getting the bottles.


Strange, huh? Especially seeing as my memory of it is fuzzy. I guess you can leave the gaps to your imagination.

I was in my back garden with my family and also CarmineEternity, then we heard the bagpipes from out the front. We all went to see, it was this bald guy with a big box type thing with a circular lid. We all saw it as a musical instrument that sounded like the bagpipes. He started walking down the drive way, then back up. And as he got back to the top of the drive way, he reached in the box thing and took out this weird ball thing, he chucked it in the air and fireworks exploded out of it.

As the fireworks went off, the very first thing I said was "Woooooo!!!" and I was also thinking to myself "He didn't throw them very high, it could hit us".
The fireworks hit every one of us, and it WAS sore. It actually hurt me. So, me and CarmineEternity ran back to the back garden as the fireworks went off, and I was feeling bad for leaving the rest of my family back there. At this point I assumed what he had done was an accident.

But, then I realised, he was still throwing the fireworks to make them hit people. So as the cowardly CarmineEternity was climbing over the back fence, I said to him "shouldn't we save them?", and then he pointed to behind me.

The bald guy was coming for us two now. He threw tons of fireworks at us, and yet again, it hurt. It tended to only really hurt my right shoulder. I must have been leaning on something on my bed.

Carmine was able to jump the fence and run away, and I was hiding behind the fence. So he could see Carmine, so he was trying to throw them at him. but failed. He never found me.

At this point, I think someone came in and fly kicked him and took him out. But I can't remember if this is a false memory nor can I think who did it.

The rest of the dream was just walking about the house and the back garden talking to family.

Black = AwakeBlue = LucidRed = Dream

Location: Global class at school

The dream started off with my global teacher handing out a packet that we hand to finish by the end of class, which was on a movie we were watching. I asked if I could go to the bathroom and she said, "Sure, just sign out," so I did and proceeded to the bathroom. The dream then skipped ahead about 30 minutes and when I came back I was the only one in the classroom. I sat in the desk next to her desk (which is where it was at the beginning of the semester) and started talking to her while drinking a bottle of soda i had apparently bought. We had a little bit of mindless conversation which i don't quite remember the details of, but she then asked me, "Shouldn't you finish you packet?" So i responded, "Oh yeah, I forgot about that."

So, before I went back to my seat, I bought a 100 calorie pack of wheat things from a vending machine that was apparently on her desk. I walked over to my desk on the opposite side of the room, where it is currently in waking life. I sat down, and started watching the movie. For some reason it was about a group of 4 or 5 people who were entering a rap competition, which was weird because I personally hate rap. After watching it for a minute or two, I opened my wheat thins and noticed there was much less than usual. This made me kind of annoyed so I grabbed one and ate it. The thing is, it tasted exactly like it did in real life, so I didn't really have a chance to become lucid I looked back at the movie and noticed that the 4 rappers were in a bathroom stall for some reason just talking in private. I turns out that their heads were replaced by the little graham sandwiches you can get. They were all yelling, "What happened!?" "Why is my head a graham cracker!?" Which, at this point, I woke up.


Wheat Thins ^^

I was in this big room kind of like the first room of the "Nacht der Untoten" Nazi Zombies map on Call of Duty World at War. And instead of zombies coming, it was spiders. I think there was someone else with me, and we were kicking spider butt.

I woke up, I sat there on my bed, I couldn't be bothered doing anything, so I went back to sleep.

The moment I fell asleep I was in a dream and I said to myself, "I think I will just have a regular dream", then I said to myself "hell naw, if this a dream, I want to be lucid", and of course I had realised I was dreaming.
But, as I said that, my dream slowly faded away, I started to feel my real body again, I was panicking at this point, which didn't help.
Then after a good few seconds I was awake, I was quite annoyed, so I lay there, not moving, picturing that dream scene in my head and telling myself I will keep awareness. And I slowly came into a dream (lucid) I could see everything was back the way it was. But, I felt my real body again, I could feel the really uncomfortable heat of the sun coming through my window. And the dream slowly faded away again, this time it was like object by object, rather than the full thing fading away.
And I woke up, I did the whole DEILD thing again, and I saw my dream scene again then woke up.

This happened a couple of times before I realised it is pointless, because that sun was just making it so unbearably uncomfortable, it just woke me up every time.

So I just left it.

Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes
Dream Sign Key: Inner Awareness( i ), Action ( a ), Form ( f ), Context ( c )

This was my most concerted effort to lucid dream yet. Lots of reality check drilling during the day, tried to MILD at bed time and again after waking up once. Then I did a WBTB and tried to WILD but had issues getting to SP (close though I think.)

Anyway, it's a little frustrating, but there you go.

Dream 1 - Noir

I wasn't able to remember many details, which was frustrating. The imagery I do recall was interesting. There was a film noir vibe to the locations and people at points.

I was in an office. I think I was a journalist of some kind ( c ). There was a woman. Somehow I was able to get her a job there.

Earlier I had also given her a place to stay in what I think was an apartment I lived in.

I remember she was looking for someone. I remember giving her advice, but I'm not sure what about.

At some point there was a street. I recongnise it from the city where I live. I feel like I'm in an American city though, perhaps New York ( c ).

For reference, I live in the UK.

Dream 2 - The Man

Nothing but a brief flash upon waking up, but this is what I gleaned from it.

I was sitting face to face with someone. We were talking, but I have no idea what about. There was nothing around us but either black or white, but I can't remember which -- it might have been both or either, it's really weird ( c,f ).

I vaguely recall that I thought the person was wise or knowledgeable in some way. My mind is telling me the person looked like the character John Locke from Lost, but for some reason I'm not 100% convinced as I seem to also remember white hair extremely vaguely ( c ).

I'm wondering now if this was another dream about dreaming like I had the other night. Something about the scene, albeit the tiny fragment I remember, is really dream scene in a movie cliché to me.

First off, I ended up not doing a nap WILD. But I aim to at some point when I get the chance.

I remember a dream where I was on the computer (surprise surprise) and I went on the game "Runes of Magic" and it seemed normal, and I would not have known it was a dream at all right now, had I not gone on this game after I woke up, I played the game and noticed something that wasn't there any more. And I then remembered, the time when I got that thing that isn't there any more, I was in a dream. (p.s. that thing I am referring to is a diamond)

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The last dream from this morning involved me and my cousin getting the death sentence, I can't remember the details of the dream, but I remember the whole big dream was us being brought on a big journey to where we get killed, I was very upset the whole time, except for bits when I tried to cheer myself up, then I would remember again what was about to happen. But it got to the point where I realised all the things I wanted to do with my life that I have not yet done, and I even said to my cousin (in tears) "I don't want to die, I have wanted to do so many things before I die, which I haven't done yet. I swear to god, I really hope there is a heaven, no joke".

I got very upset, and that was when I woke up, to find tears on my face.

I had never realised how scared of death I am.

Black = AwakeBlue = LucidRed = Dream

Location: My friends car in my home town

I was in my friend Jake's car sitting in the back seat. My other friend was sitting in the passenger side seat writing in a journal. I look over and notice he's is writing about lucid dreaming! I told him, "Hey, you in to lucid dreaming now?" He replied, "Not really. Just writing a dream i had where i could control stuff."
"Oh, okay" i replied, a little disappointed. The part that was fail was, I didn't become lucid. I was so angry with myself when i woke up, and more annoyed when it was the only dream i could remember from that night.