non-lucid

2 fragments.

Dreamt that I purchased a snack that came like sticks, perhaps Slim Jims. But when I bit into one I realized that I had purchased incense by mistake.

Dreamt that someone had hidden treats, bags of coffee, small appliances, and other small prizes throughout a house. I along with a few other people participated in a competition, similar to an Easter Egg Hunt, where we raced throughout the house trying to find as many good prizes as we could. Many were chocolate sweets and seemed to be craving dark chocolate.

Non-lucid. I was in line with my mom at a restaurant. This high school kid and his mom started acting rather nastily towards us, although I can't remember what precisely they said. The kid looked like this guy I knew in elementary and high school, who was pretty cool, so it's funny that this dream should cast him as a jerk. Or at least, someone who looks like him.

My mom and I both understandably got pretty angry at them. I also have a note about a rubber band, but I don't remember what it's from.

The night before that, I have no recall.

And the night before that, I had a non-lucid dream in which I saw my friend whom I haven't seen in forever and began talking to him, but I was so exhausted that I could not stay awake inside that dream! We were in the math/computer science building at my university.

A third note from that night is illegible.

YAY

Yesterday.

I'm standing on a large white, mediterranean style patio, overlooking ocean. We are about 100 feet up in the air. The distand shoreline can be seen directly ahead of us.

I hear a large jet above and it's engines give sound like the thrust was reversed. I look up and say "don't fall". The large BA/TWA jet makes a turn back to the land and starts falling down fast in a tight spiral. It makes a huge splash. I look down at the water and expect to see some large waves and sure enough, they come and hit the wall on the right.

Eggs

I was in my mother's chicken pens, collecting eggs. The chickens surrounded me and I had to push through the crowd to pick up those eggs. I got three or four of them.

Tanks

I was inside a tank, waiting on a hilltop until enemy moves from behind his cover.

I am walking down a path at a Walt Disney World-themed amusement park. It is twilight and there are other people on the path, walking around me. The weather is cold and rainy. People start putting on their parkas. I don't have a parka. I am alone and have a long, long way to go. I continue to walk up the path, shivering in the rain. I eventually arrive at a school bus on the side of the path parked next to a diner. I step inside the diner and it is empty. The bus driver is an old man, and he is walking around outside. There are beautiful chocolate pastries on the floor. The bus driver tells me that he will leave if I am not in the bus when he gets back.

I disregard his warning and begin eating the delicious chocolate pastries. I duck down from the window so he can't see me as I eat on the floor. When I finish the pastries, I head out to the parking lot and discover the bus is still there but the man is gone. I try to start the bus, but it won't turn over. It becomes clear to me that I should try to call my sister-in-law Michelle to show me how to start the bus. She manifests in the dream, we pop the hood, and as she tinkers with the engine, she begins to mock my wife: "Marissa would never know what to do in this situation. Serves her right!" Michelle gets the bus started, I thank her, and then drive to a dilapidated trailer park.

In the park I see a man pass by who looks like Albert Einstein. He turns to look at me with a serious gaze. He walks over to a set of wall lockers and starts rattling a compartment which has a padlock on it. I notice him pulling and heaving and grunting as he tries to yank it open. When he steps away I see the locker bulging and bending on its own. I also hear slams and thuds coming from within it. Somebody was trapped inside! Einstein then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a hacksaw blade and knife and begins sawing at the lock and using the knife as a crowbar. The person inside the locker continues to kick the door and yell and cuss. When I step in closer I suddenly see Einstein's mugshot taped to the top of the locker. He is a criminal!
The caption beneath the mugshot reads that Einstein is an operative for the Russian mafia. He is going to kill whoever is in the locker.

I don't want to see the murder. He keeps filing away at the lock and strenuously prying at the door's hinges. I expect the locker to fly open at any second. But it never does. Dreamt 1/16/2017

I didn't remember the details.

It was a slightly grim afternoon. I was outside my house, just in front of my exit gate. It was raining a bit. I turned back, facing entrance to my house. Suddenly a huge knight in black armor appeared and challenged me for a duel. We started fighting. Just like the knight, I was able to block or parry each of incoming attacks. I was fighting bare handed while the black knight used a battle axe. When I finally managed to land a hit, the knight escaped and came back with someone helping him. It was a human in rags, he blown a dust off his hand and made a purple mist form almost everywhere. I escaped from it as I knew that it was poisonous. After a few more blocks the mist dispersed and I was able to counter one of his attacks. I made a surprise upper cut punch that sent him flying back and fall, bouncing on the ground twice.

I was climbing a mountain with my brother and dad. We were in the northernmost part of Finland. I grab some snow and it feels like really fine sand. "This can't be sand. It should be snow." I think and the confusion causes awareness to rise. We are almost at the top of the mountain, when I fall into a crack in the snow. I'm scared to move, so I ask dad to help. He comes back, but doesn't grab my hand for some reason. I wait for him to help for what feels like minutes. He just stares at me with a sad expression.

The huge piece of snow I'm standing on breaks off completely and I fall with it. I see a straight wall of ice and snow, like I fell from the top of a glacier. Below me I see a freezing ocean. I think about how I can survive. The water will be freezing and my many layers of clothing will make swimming difficult. There's also nowhere to go once I'm in the water. I'm still falling and my mind seeks for a way out. "Please let this be a dream." I pray, but my mind is still entangled, believing this is real. A few more seconds of falling. In my mind I'm screaming "STOP!!!" and I finally force the dream to stop. The short pause midair is followed by waking up.

I guess I was lucid for a second there, but not gonna count that as anything.

1. I went to sleep with intention of opening the book of secrets task. This one seemed really interesting to me. I was coming home from work and when I walked in my garage door it was nothing like my house (dream sign). I walk over to the kitchen table and right in front of me is a beautiful book that looks very artsy. It has drawings all over the front cover and under a drawing of a large beautiful rainbow is the word secrets. There are lots of hearts and someone spent a lot of time with all of the details. I was just about to open the book when I heard "stop". I turn to my left and there is a young girl about 16 who looked absolutely terrified that I was about to open her book. She was wearing flannel pants with light and dark pinks and a short sleeve shirt that was light pink. I think pjs. He hair is up as if she had just been washing her face. I looked back at the book and told her it was beautiful and I would really like to look inside. She started balling, tears flowing so hard and said, "NO! You will tell my father and he can't know what is in there". I walked over and gave her a hug and the dream faded.

2. I was by myself furniture shopping (dream sign) when I was totally overwhelmed with what to get and wondering if it would fit and what color would look best. I tried to imagine how it would look. Then I walked over and sat down on the couch and immediately I was with the couch in my living room sizing it up and checking how the color looked. I figured comfort was useless in a dream because that would be impossible to find in IWL, so I just played around with colors and sizes of different furniture. I also went to dining rooms and tried the same by sitting at the table. I couldn't bring it all in, just the table and one chair. It didn't work bringing the china cabinet and buffet to see what would fit best. I seemed to have to be touching it to bring it with me. I feel I got my answers of what I like :-).

3. I was walking in the grocery store picking up a few things when a guy taps me on the shoulder and tells me that he doesn't want to bother me but tells me to turn around and he points. I look down at the ground and there is a trail of blood behind me, going down the long isle. I was so embarrassed. I felt no pain and looked down and blood was everywhere. This was non lucid because knowing I don't have a period I felt something must be wrong with me to be bleeding like this. This is the second dream similar to this so I am thinking my mind is telling me to make an appointment since it has been 4 years since I went for pap. I know TMI.

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Stay in a half-lotus position and did 6 cycles of SSILD which totalled 30 minutes. Went to sleep and had a lucid dream. Couldn't find anything to do other than roam my neighborhood so I lost lucidity like always and had a vivid dream about chris brown, his car and other american celebrities.

I am at a roadside café with a buddy of mine. There's another guy tagging along with us, but we don't know him very well. He may have been a hitchhiker we picked up. He is annoying, and we'd like to get rid of him. The waitress is a petite older woman with shoulder-length dirty blonde hair. She is wearing a traditional diner waitress uniform, with the apron sashes tied in a bow in the back. She is carrying a pot of freshly-brewed coffee and is bustling about the diner like a busy bee, filling coffee mugs and taking orders. I start up a friendly conversation with her when she comes to our booth.

She begins telling us about her hometown -- a place I'd never heard of by the name of Alkie, Texas. I keep asking her how to say the name. To me it sounds like the diminutive of being an alcoholic. Taking advantage of her southern congeniality and realizing there may be a way I could make some money, I ask her whether or not Alkie had big, upper-scale homes. She tells me there are indeed several wealthy neighborhoods, and then gives me directions on how to get to them. As I fish for more information, she proposes I take her car to go check out the neighborhoods for myself. After I reluctantly agree to take her car, she comes back from the kitchen with three keys stuck to a piece of white, laminated cardboard: one key for me, one for my friend, and one for the annoying guy who is tagging along with us and whom we can't seem to get rid of. He gets real excited when he sees "his" key, but I don't give it to him. I separate it from the cardboard and put it in my pocket.

She takes us outside to her car, an old white sedan, and wishes us good luck as she heads back inside the diner. Pulling out of the parking lot, it suddenly dawns on me I have no recollection of the directions she gave us. I just drive around aimlessly, looking for signs that might indicate how to get to Alkie. When it starts getting dark, I pull up to an old abandoned church. I'm not sure why I stop here, but the place seems familiar; it appears to be a place I recently visited in another fragment earlier that night. I have a nagging sensation that I have some unfinished business here. The three of us get out of the car and head toward the rectory. It is now twilight.

As we approach the door, we pass by two suspicious-looking men sitting on a stone bench. They stop talking and watch us. We enter the church and I quickly lock the door behind us. The church is dark, silent, empty. I peek out the little window in the door to see if the men on the bench had followed us, but all is quiet. The inside of the church is a bit unsettling. It appears that we entered through a side door leading into a kitchen. The sanctuary is to the right. The two guys I am with stay in the kitchen while I walk into the sanctuary.

There is a coffin at the altar. An old pewter candelabra sits on it, with extinguished white candles melted halfway down. In an instant, it all comes back to me: there was a funeral taking place in the church during my last dream fragment, and now it was over. But why didn't they bury the body? I suddenly realize I am in a locked, dark church with a dead body. I look around the sanctuary and see several people sleeping in lazy boy recliners. The recliners are where the pews used to be. Someone reclines too far back and falls out their chair. Other people then start waking up because of the noise. I see their faces and start to recognize them as the funeral-goers from the dream I had. It appears they had waited for me to return. They are friendly. In the back of the group, I see an extremely attractive blonde smiling at me. She captivates my full attention, and I forget everything as a powerful jolt of sexual arousal shoots through my body. Fade recall. Dreamt 1/15/2017

I had took two Advil PM last night so I actually slept deep and had terrible recall but finally slept about 6 hours of pretty good sleep, getting up only twice. I have only ten minutes left when I looked at the clock before my alarm and thought this is it, last chance for a dream. When I closed my eyes they were flashing like crazy so I grabbed on to one of the white blotches and got sucked into a little dreamlet. I was smelling coffee really strong and it smelled so good. My head was pounding and I knew I had to have coffee and looked down at the table and I had about ten cups of coffee sitting in front of me. I appeared to be in a little cafe and a woman came over and started explaining all of my coffees. The one that stuck out was something about beans they pick out of crap? She said that was the best they had. Umm I made sure not to try that one. I just needed two cups but decided to taste them for fun. I pretty much liked all of them (except the one I didn't try) and it was amazing how different coffee can taste. The smell was so strong in my nose yet I make my coffee in the morning it isn't on a timer. Then I hear the jingle bells on the door which tells them someone is coming in. Next thing I knew three men are sitting at my table. I didn't know any of them but they all grabbed a cup and started drinking it which I thought was strange. They looked like they were hard working guys so I didn't say a word. Then one guy grabbed the untouched coffee and drank it and said this is the best coffee I ever had lol. My alarm went off.