non-lucid

Hi everyone!

I had a dream last night..!

It was set in a school, and I was a student (A boy student). There was a lot of unfairness going on in that school, and I didn't like it. I remember doing my best to take care of the students who were victimised. They were victimised by student bullies, and teachers alike.

One time, everyone was in an assembly, and I was skirting the edges to check on some people. It was then that I was caught however by one of the student bullies. They first tied me up with a harness, and then put a horse bridle in my mouth. Then I had to sit down on wooden horse torture device..!

I had to sit there for an hour, and then the teacher came over, to ask me questions. Saying my time would be extended if I didn't answer so many right.. And that's what I remember!

Outpost on an alien planet
I see two soldiers walking through a desert on an alien planet. They pass by an old human outpost. My vision goes to the outpost. Looks like no one has been here in centuries. There are two black pods on the yard. Looks like they dropped from space. Lights on one of the pods is blinking. Something inside is still alive and trying to get out. The female soldier passing by notices this too. "I hope they make it out. Fight." she says without stopping.

Forest of Giants
I see a group of humanoids traveling through an alien forest. The trees look like redwood trees, but they are over 160 meters tall and fairly wide. I recognize two of the DCs: Storm from the X-men movies (Halle Berry) and Jason Momoa. The group is trying to sleep when a T-rex appears from the forest. Storm wakes Jason up and asks him to help. He looks groggy, but gets up without a word and walks to his own dinosaur pet, a raptor that's only slightly taller than him. He takes a dagger made of dinosaur claw from his bag and rips two large metal pieces from an abandoned car to work as weapons. The T-Rex has transformed into a giant man with a greatsword. The 80 meter tall man looks like Yondu from GotG. Jason drops the metal pieces, won't be of use against a giant sword.

I become Jason and the dream turns first person. I jump away from Yondu. I go to the nearest tree with my superhuman jumps and with two more jumps I climb 100 meters. Yondu misses his first swing at me while I jump up. Seeing the sword up close is terrifying. It looks like Frostmourne without the blue glow. I jump off the tree and try to land on Yondu. He swings the sword again and barely misses. My heart nearly stops, but I land on Yondu and my poisoned dagger sinks into him. He is paralyzed and falls down. I make several long cuts on him with the dagger, making sure he won't get up ever again. I walk back to the group. Storm thanks me.

Last night, bed 10pm 2:15am

2:15 am - 2x300 alpha gpc and back to bed for 1 hour 45 min till 4 am
4 am - up for wbtb

I started to feel the effects of alpha gpc very soon, but couldn't fall asleep long or deep enough to lucid.

2 dreams before WBTB
DR1
In a house, some people, something about clothes, someone coming for a visit, he is drunk.

DR2
I'm in Somalia. This is my first dream visit in this country. I'm walking in a corridor, a man hits a woman that was just passing by, slams her head to the wall and I can hear the sound it makes. I know that woman are mistreated here very badly. When a woman encounters a man, she has to kneel down, otherwise he will get mad and do something. We are coming to a bus station, but I can't get there, because there is a man on top of the stairs being a dick to a woman. One lady sitting on a bus station bench shakes her head to me "do no come here now". So I kneel at the bottom of the stairs, but get up when I have enough of it. The guy at the top of the stairs looks at me and I think I made a wrong decision but I don't care. I go around and squeeze by the gate and hop on the bus as it is leaving.

Now we are on a tour boat. Next to us is what I think is the other shore, but when it starts to move I realize it's a very long boat. I'm looking for my camera wanting to take a picture how they are using the river as a freeway. Every inch of the river is covered by boats and they are going fast as cars.

5am - 2x alpha gpc
5:10am - 2x4 galantamine
5:10 - sofa


I had a dream I was WILDing and then I saw what was happening around me with my eyes closed. But no awareness and I don't think I got lucid at all.

I have decided to become a lucid dreamer!

I am hanging out with this blonde middle-aged Dutch lady with whom I had a relationship sometime ago IWL. We are at her place - a small, quaint apartment in a subtropical area like Florida. I look out her window and see a pond with a fountain in the middle, some palm trees and a golf course out in the distance. She is telling me how she needs someone to watch her place when she goes on vacation. She is needing someone to feed her cat, make sure her plants are being watered and mail is being brought in. I look over and notice there is another lady with us. She is pouring kitty food in a small dish in the kitchen. The Dutch lady continues to say that if I decide to housesit for her I can help myself to all the food in the fridge, watch her TV, sleep in her bed - basically I can make myself at home while she's gone. I thank her, but do not commit to staying there. She then leaves with her two blue suitcases, and I am left alone with the woman in the kitchen. I am suddenly transported to a brown-sanded, wasteland desert where my wife and I are cruising on golf carts, going up and down the hot dunes like waves on an ocean. The woman from the Dutch lady's kitchen is with us too, riding behind us in her own golf cart. Large, mystical snow-capped mountains loom in the background. I suggest we drive out the mountains, thinking it would be cool to climb to the peak of one of them. But after further thought, I realize this might be too dangerous. Plus, they were far away!

Suddenly I am back at the Dutch lady's apartment. She has since returned from vacation, having been gone a week. She is marveling that all the food is still in her fridge. She wants to know what I ate the whole time I stayed there. I told her I was gone too, on a vacation of my own. She freaks out and yells at me. "Who the hell was feeding my cat!" "I thought the lady in your kitchen was going to take care of it," I reply. She puts her hands on her hips and looks at me as though I were crazy. The cat suddenly comes up to me and purrs by my leg. I reach down to pick it up and notice there is a nasty spot on its back where hair is missing. It keeps turning around to lick the spot as I hold it. Dreamt 2/10/2017

Last night, bed at almost 10 pm - 3:20am

House on a hill I used to live in. Lots of people, parties, noise. Walking on the patio, a black dude in african clothes is starting to play bongo drums. I'm like really, you have to do that now, at 10:30 pm? Then I look at my watch and it's 1:30 am. I'm like fuuuu. Too late for that noise.

DR2
I'm in a house. My cat got out. I look and she is on the driveway, not able to move away from a few coyotes. I'm walking fast, praying I get there on time. Throwing rocks and branches at coyotes. The move and dodge them, get hit a bit, but don't leave. I'm hoping my cat won't start running. I get there and scare them off. Inside, I'm telling her:

[11:52:14] <gab> I was protecting my cat from coyotes last night, haha
[11:52:39] <gab> then I was telling her "you came <--> this close to being taken!
[11:53:16] <gab> it seems like I can talk to my cats in mydreams, and they can talk and understand me too

I am flying somewhere over the United States in an F-16 fighter jet. I am not the one actually flying the jet; it is being flown by a guy with dark sunglasses who looks like Swedish heavy-metal guitarist Yngwie J. Malmsteen. We are flying at night. I am very glad I am not the pilot, as I have no idea how to operate an F-16. I do have a job, however: my job is to control our altitude. I do this by shifting an M-16 assault rifle which is sticking up between us like a gear shaft. Leaning it down makes us go down; pulling it back makes the F-16 go up higher. The position of the barrel determines the direction of our altitude. I look out the window and see the terrain spread out beneath us like tiny twinkling Christmas lights. We are cruising at super-sonic speed, and Yngwie is very cool and relaxed behind his dark shades.

I point the barrel of the M-16 down and we start to descend. We suddenly hit some turbulence and the jet begins to rock and bounce around in the clouds. This frightens me. Suddenly I am not so sure what I am doing with my M-16 assault rifle altimeter. Should I go back up? Continue on course? I think to myself, one slip up and I'll kill us both! To my great relief, Yngwie grabs the barrel and lifts the entire gun out of its boot and puts it on his side. The jet stabilizes. We are safe. When we eventually land, I notice it I am in a vaguely familiar place - I recall the neighborhood from some prior dream fragment. Dreamt 2/7/2017

I was flying out of solar system, on trajectory similar to Hohmann ellipse. Target was probably Kuiper belt. I was just point of consciousness, nothing more than that. My consciousness was sensing all the bodies around, from small, to big ones.
Then I registered eerie sky blue light from behind which increased intensity fast. I turned my attention to solar system and I saw the Sun exploding in size and devouring all the planets... I turned my attention forward and I saw bodies of Kuiper belt now sharply illuminated and with comet tails reaching to great distances. Some of those now comet like bodies were large as planets...
Then I folded space into new star system. There were two planets able to shelter remnants of humanity, to flourish again. I landed them an planet closer to that sun. There was quite warm there. I was thinking whether I should change location to planet further away, which was colder...

Remarks
I was just point of consciousness, an explorer. But somehow I managed to save many people from solar system and plant them on that planet.
I was in unusual consciousness state. It was like unattached observer, but there were differences... I can't describe them. It felt cold. Logical.

D1 - Working in a big glass building's kitchen. J is in charge of us and I am assigned to get the food supplies for all the cooks. Pissed off with this I use my powers to create a fake business card and change the dream so I have a job with another company. All the others are impressed/surprised.
I then try and leave but can't get out of the place, all the buildings seem to close in around me. Trying to go through a building I end up trapped in a corridor that has twisted at the end. I am up again some white wooden window frames. using my powers I buzz saw through them, sparks flying.
D2 - Watching 3rd person I see myself with someone having sex, I don't know who it is I can only see there butt lol.
D3 - I'm in some shared dwelling and I find that the cupboard where I store my water has been used by some other resident as their toilet Oo.

I am interested in dreams of clarity or clear advice for the physical world. So I will take this snippet as something like that. It felt like it at the time.

For some back story, it was the full moon a day ago, I had made an inner transformation and decision to take back some personal authority and responsibility for my own choices rather than seeking validation or confirmation from outside sources. I had done some energy healing just barely before going to bed and removed some trapped emotions.

I will copy what I wrote down right after the dream:

Its an inner technology. Imagine there is an invention where the wood siding on a house is repaired and filled-in from the bottom up. So in your imagination picture old, worn-out siding dissolving at the same time a new slat is filling in. Instant self-repair. And this is metaphorical for what happens as the energy system repairs itself and then gives the body that new template.

When I was visualizing this repair in the dream, the amount I could see was about a 3 foot long piece of the siding and just 1-2 slats up the side of the house.

Now during the day, it seems much less magical, but at the time I was writing down the dream it seemed really incredibly important and powerful.

Floating far out at sea there are lots of large green leds attached to wooden boards. I am adjusting them. They are apparently sound activated.
(My led alarm clock has large green digits and is very noisy, i rarely use it as its tooo noisy)

Laying on a white leather sofa, I am Watching the omnibus of a tv soap. Behind me Matt watches, he is dressed and ready for work while im slumming it.

I am at a concert without the band present. A large group of people are gathered, and I see a friend with a strange man standing next to him. The man is staring at me intimidatingly. I stand up from my seat to try to get a better look at the empty stage. I feel myself pressing up against someone. Everybody is very close together and crowding each other. I look over to see who I am brushing up against and I see it is that strange man. He gets very upset that I am touching him. He gets away from me and continues to stare me down from a distance. I ask my friend to talk to him (because he evidently knows him), and apologize on my behalf. My friend writes a note and gives it to the man. The man comes over, sits down and reads the note. He then looks up at me and I come over and sit down beside him. We shake hands.

After shaking his hand, he suddenly transforms in a nice German lady. We strike up a conversation and start telling each other about all the different places we've visited in the world. She tells me she's been to Azerbaijan. Not to be outmatched, I lie and tell her I've been to Tajikistan. We talk more and develop excellent rapport. I notice her face looks puffy, swollen. I begin to grow uncomfortable: partly because of how she looks, and partly because I am exaggerating the truth with her. I eventually remove myself from her presence and go sit on a table and try to act cool.

Dreamt 2/1/2017

Morning of March 13, 2017. Monday.



The first scene involves wandering around in a mostly empty circus tent that is connected to at least one other one. We had apparently bought two-dollar tickets (for all the members of our family) to see some sort of comedic monologue and perhaps something else, but it appears that there is going to be no event as such when the time approaches. There are not that many people around. I am very annoyed that they are not going to honor our tickets. It seems like very bad business practice. The ringmaster walks into a different featureless area and talks about random subjects unrelated to their original plans and even seems annoyed by people expecting them to do a show. I get the impression that he does not care at all about honoring any of the tickets ever sold at any time in the various locations they travel to.

My family and I leave and soon find some sort of odd Halloween display at a park. There is a scene where Zsuzsanna is sitting in a swing on one end of a swing set (to my left as I am at a distance, though walking closer to the situation, approaching from behind them). Our youngest son is in the middle swing but there is an unknown boy (slightly older than our son) who is bullying our son (and to his right) and grabbing at the chain of his swing. Our son is trying to push him away. The unruly boy has bruises and scratches on his face and arms (though likely not caused by our son). As I approach, I tell him to leave and he does. I then comment, “Some parents sure do not know how to watch their kids or teach them anything”. Oddly, an unknown female who I first thought was the unruly boy’s mother unexpectedly agrees with me. (She had been sitting on the ground on the opposite side of the swing set, facing my direction) However, she turns out to not be the boy’s mother after all and has her own son nearby (to her left).

There is an unusual scenario where (stereotypical) Halloween witches are running around and randomly screaming at people. There is a short time where I decide to take on this role myself (and put on a Halloween witch outfit and wig) but I soon become bored of it as I cannot seem to scream correctly. It comes out rather course and not that loud. The patrons just look at me with slight amusement.

There is an unusual scene where an unfamiliar younger male in minimal Halloween makeup is playing two alternating notes on an electronic keyboard. It sounds similar to the “Jaws” theme. At the same time he is playing this motif, a set of French doors on the opposite side of the playground area open and close in perfect time to the note patterns. I do not find this scary but it does seem a bit curious. It is almost as if he is trying to give me some sort of clue about something (likely the preconscious indicating that I can leave the dream by going through the doors - or perhaps cause it to shift, even though I am not lucid).

There is a scene of a tall cylindrical structure that seems to be somewhat like an enclosed pile driver. A small metal structure comes down as our youngest son goes inside the building when he seems curious of it. It is just big enough for one person to stand inside in the center. The lowering structure pushes on him but does not seem that heavy or forceful even though I was wary of it at first. Still, he seems to have difficulty with his legs in attempting to get out, but does not seem injured and gets out on his own. (It almost seems like an unlikely composite of pile driver, elevator, farm silo, and a circus strength tester where the bell is rung. It may be loosely based on the playground rocket I sometimes explored as a child in La Crosse.)

In the last scene, I feel very cheerful. It seems to be nighttime. I am with Zsuzsanna and I eventually notice a huge object towering in the sky about a block away. It looks like the underside of a giant microscope with about eight objective lenses. However, I consider that it is some sort of movie equipment for recording a crowd of people. I find it awe-inspiring and try to get Zsuzsanna’s attention for her to look at it, but there seems to be something that is somehow blocking her view of it.

The second-from-last scene is an obvious but distorted waking precursor. It is like an incomplete elevator, and of course an elevator serves as a waking precursor or sometimes induction (just as in guided meditation and certain types of hypnosis). Still, the last segment indicated the consciousness shift (and a higher clarity) and a curious subliminal association with my conscious self in the habit of examining my dreams and dream self (as if with a giant microscope).

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I'm someone else, a wandering adventurer, and I'm in a medieval world. A Queen that I was close with a long time ago is on a war path. Her army is massive and arrives to the small town where I'm staying. I walk out of a tavern to see the thousands of soldiers waiting. Their orders are to bring me to the Queen and they are ready to fight. Scared villagers are behind me, also surrounded by soldiers. A fight here would end in a lot of collateral damage. "I'll come with you, if you promise these villagers won't be hurt." A knight steps forward and swears they won't be harmed.

They escort me to the castle, where I meet the young commander of this army, the Queen. She couldn't have been older than 30. False memories told me I was very close with her once. We had differences now, due to the wars she started, but she still respected me. I stood in front of her desk, where she was doing some paperwork. The room was majestic looking. Red was clearly the theme. Warm red wooden tables and pillars with red fabrics etc. I can't recall the end of our discussion, but we talked about my imprisonment. I guess I tried to talk her out of it.

I was at an event in a huge stadium and there was some kind of a show going on. The stadium was packed. I am guessing during the breaks they had people in stadium doing little skits in between. There was a guy carrying a little baby walking all up and down and through seating area which seemed like bleachers. I wasn't paying much attention to his act when all of a sudden he leans over and hands the baby to me so he can do something. He flips backwards down the bleachers and everyone cheers. Then he tries doing the same going up the bleacher seats when he falls through and it is a long drop down. No chance he could have survived that fall and here I am holding this baby that I have no idea where it came from. It was happy and smiling and I would guess about 3 months old. I spent a long time looking around and asking everyone, trying to find out who it belonged to. It started crying and fussing and I could feel my nipples tingling. Then it started pulling at my breasts. I new I couldn't have milk because it was so many years ago that I nursed yet I tried and somehow I was successfully nursing this baby. It felt so nurturing and I was happy. I must have been in a very deep sleep because it felt like I was trying to get lucid and somewhat aware yet I was never able to be fully lucid. I knew I had to find the parents of this child yet I felt I was very closely bonding with it and had thought if I couldn't find it's parents I had hoped I could keep it for myself.