non-lucid

Just a short entry because I'm lazy, but I thought this was quite funny, and random, and I hardly ever post dreams that aren't super depressing/disturbing.

I was in the mountains, and there was a Dominos. I ordered myself a pizza, and while I was eating it, a lady came up to me and told me I was the lucky winner, and that I won $13,000. I was so happy I started crying. A little while later, the same lady came up to me and said, "Sorry, actually you aren't the winner" and someone else got the money. So then I started crying again, sad tears. The end.

I get a message from a girl on Tinder. I noticed that she is bent over a bed suggesting that I have sex with her. Then all of a sudden we end up in a bar setting flirting and kissing.


hey Whitney seeing a plane crash but from the perspective of being inside of the plane and watching the people become extremely terrified.

Flying through space on a dire mission. We are about to prepare for a war.
A giant space station is created as we sweep in through space. It is made of many curving arms which are formed like the vapour trails of a plane as we move into place. The shape is like that of a massive many tendrilled sea creature. It is transparent and beautiful.
I am praying that there won't need to be a war and this though is eventually transported to the person a stocky balded headed man, who is in charge. He stops dead in his tracks as he is unpacking something and says mission cancelled, but we might as well still unpack in readiness as we're here.
I am much relieved. In the main area of the central hub? the officers wearing nice pink and some yellow with matching id badges are a bit miffed as the new recruits are allowed to sit up near the captain, lolz.
The captain is a cross between some star wars guy and dr who, he seems very fatherly. I have a chat with him in his private courters, apparently he is my father or something. I never knew real love due to the characteristics he inherited from his parents.
Meanwhile down on a nearby planet, I am now someone else who is being chased and so am keeping a low profile. I try to catch a ride with some people transporting illegals up to the space station.
We are in some high walled area and they are taking off over the walls, flying strange craft that look like wagons driven by sand people and are making strange "ooh hee dee" noises.

I woke up from previous dream that I can't quite recall and attempted WBTB which failed.

I recall a fragment, it was middle of the night. I was in some city, driving my car. I was somewhat scared of driving and couldn't drive properly due to that.

I was on Discord (a chat client) and I was bugging someone who didn't want to talk to me, and talking with people in a group chat. I also chatted with some people include one of my boyfriends (I'm poly, by the way) on Steam.

There was some cartoonish representation of me and another person's Steam account being cartoon characters fighting, and mine lost. So I went to a person who sold Steam steroids. I took it and my cartoon was hyperactive and tried to challenge the other person again but they weren't interested.

I woke up and I tried to do a reality check but I forgot that I was wearing a blindfold and I was still sleepy, so I instead tapped my fingers to my legs and ascertained that I was awake. I attempted a DEILD.

I drifted into a "DEILD system" by Dreamviews which put me into a chatroom with other DV users. I mentioned that I thought it'd put me in a lucid dream, not a chatroom. (Dammit!)

My dream transitioned to me sleeping beside my boyfriends.

*I came across I bag of food. Then I ran into my Grandfather we talked for a while and were very kind to each other.

*Someone saw my swiping on tinder. I made a comment on how awesome it was. I remember looking at a picture of me in front this huge house as if it were mine.

I was in some medieval city, wandering around streets protected by tall castle walls. I went down a downward ramp to an archway, but something wasn't right. There was Diablo - Lord of Terror waiting for me there. He looked somehow weirdly undetailed and kinda blurry compared to everything around. I noticed a health and energy bar appearing on left bottom corner of my vision. The demon shot a powerful wave of flames and thunders at me. I unleashed a blizzard at it, but eventually my power has ran dry and Diablo killed me. I respawned close to the ramp and archway. I moved down there and faced Lord of Terror once again. This time however I opened up menu with my equipment whenever my health and energy ran low. In the equipment I could see my clothes - a white shirt, jeans trousers and some shoes. I also had loads of potions named by their colours. I only used blue that restored energy and red that restored health. This time again we used wave of flames and thunders and blizzard. I managed to beat Diablo and instantly got teleported to my house. It looked like it was before renovation, with old furniture. It was dark, only some spotlight coming from nowhere lit up center of the room. I realised that it was a dream. I spotted my younger sister standing in the spotlight. I noticed that her eyes were strange - they had no pupils, only an iris that was shrinked. She had a devillish grin on her face and was tilting her head to the sides. I came closer and she said "I've been possessed by the demon from Annabelle doll!" I thought to myself "It's a dream, I can banish that demon" and waved my hand at her head saying "Begone!". Her eyes instantly turned back to normal and then I felt a presence behind my back that made me uneasy. I thought "Damn, I spawned that demon and it's behind me." Before I fully turned back, I felt a strange sensation of touch on my back and then I lost lucidity and woke up.

I was Roy Greenhilt, from Order of the Stick. I was being interrogated by Redcloak, who had put me on a circle. With each push of the button more spikes protrude from it, around me, like I'm on a knife throwing wheel except the knives come from the back. He seemed unwilling to actually hurt me, though. I didn't actually know the answer he wanted and I convinced him that. Someone I also talked him into letting me go. We left what appeared to be a Mayan pyramid.

My dream transitioned to me in a library. It was a small library. Supposedly I am in my accommodation's library (I was trying to contact the librarian in WL) but the surrounding suggested that I was in my elementary boarding school.

Night 7:

I was with family and friends, supposedly vacationing somewhere in southern China. (Though we drove there from the states by car...?) We were checking into a hotel, a ~5 story white concrete building looking over a sandy beach cove near the ocean with no other buildings nearby. In the distance I can see a large city with heavy industrial buildings and office high rises though, and further inland, I see large mountains. I am looking at the beach (ahem... dream sign... ahem.) and thinking about how I might not want to swim in the water with those polluting factories nearby.

Somehow, during the process of unloading the luggage, my maternal aunt manages to dislocate/break her hip. Family members begin to panic and I go inside the hotel to call for a doctor. The lobby is cramped inside, all white, with potted palm trees in red clay pots everywhere. Weirdly, there is a doctor on standby with a medical bed and all the equipment you would expect in a side room of the lobby. Though, the language barrier proves tricky because everybody only speaks Chinese. (Actually, I don't remember any non family member dream characters speaking at all.)

Eventually we did manage to get the doctor to help her.

Night 8:

I remember this full dream in excruciating detail but its very dull, so here is the cliffnotes version: Temporal dissonance to my first week of college. I am in a location that is somewhat reminiscent of my elementary school cafeteria but larger and roofless, along with many other students. They are talking about playing tag, but we aren't allowed to run. So we play tag walking around.

A boy who looked like sort of a fusion of Jack and Jonathan (Jackathan?, He had the black hair and eyes of Jonathan, but Jack's face and expressions, and a mix of their two body types. He even seemed like a mixture of their two personalities.) Was playing with us. Wether he was walking or jogging around to tag us was questionable. But what goes around comes around and from going too fast he slipped on something and fell into a girls boobs. * (What is this, an anime?) Playing to the cliche he completely lost his composure and ran off to us.

The game of tag ended and he told everyone to sit back down at the table. He said he needed help figuring out how to apologize to the girl, and even go beyond that he realized he had a crush on her and wanted to get to know her. Everyone at the table started coaching him and giving him advice and after awhile he managed to work up the nerve to go talk to her, and somehow managed to successfully ask her out on a date.

I'm then led by Jackathan on a tour of this swimming pool complex. There are swimming pools of all shapes, sizes and depths, and presumably different water temperatures. I think there is even one with a water slide. He spends several minutes explaining each pool and its intended purpose, but I want to get away from the character and go back to my dorm room.

Night 9:

With the exact cast of Night 7's dream, checking into another hotel, this time one presumably closer to home. This hotel is low to the ground and has a log cabin/wilderness vibe to it, despite being in a commercial district.

My father is having trouble with luggage, as he often does in real life, he packed far too much for what was needed on the trip. He asks that I check us into the room. I tell him I don't know what to do, he says to figure it out on my own since I'm an adult now. I go up into the lobby where there is a long line of people checking into rooms. I wait my turn and when I do, there is a problem with my credit card, and I have to get out of line to go get my father to ask him for cash so that I can pay that way. He is upset that I wasn't able to check in for us on my own.

I go down the elevator to the first floor/basement of the hotel. It is like a parking garage and there is some sort of Harry Potter themed convention here. I see people wearing costumes. I am then greeted by an aged up version of a girl from my fifth grade class who I know she had a crush on me, but I didn't reciprocate the feelings. She proceeded to remove her top, though I ignored not finding her very attractive, even aged up.

Meanwhile one of her friends was attempting to convince me to eat these (they kind of looked like chocolate rice crispy treats, supposedly a recreation of some magical food from Harry Potter.)

Also a dream fragment: Something about a multi-layered city made entirely of metal. Up top the buildings were stylized very art deco, while lower down were more utilitarian and minimalistic.

Night 10: No recall.

Night 11: I was at a gas station waiting for my dad to register for some kind of trailer licence. He had to register his old van, and the trailer we use to move our canoe. When he got the bill, he was upset that it was costing him $1305 rather than $805 or $905 like he had calculated. There were a bunch of pictures on the registration of the trailer, it was printed on like a piece of computer paper.

Manei came into the store wearing a black swimsuit and threw water balloons at me. I just ignored it since we were going to a beach anyway and I didn't care if I was wet. But a security guy at the gas station made her leave for attacking customers. **

Mom: Did you know that girl?

Me: Yeah. It's just my dream guide.

I carried on nonlucid.

* I want someone who knows a lot of anime to make a compliation of every time in an anime that a guy's face falls into a girls boobs, and set it to the finale of the 1812 overture, and put it on youtube.

** Brownie points to Manei, thanks for trying to get me lucid even when I'm in a terrible mental place to LD right now. (At least that's what I assume she was trying to do.)

So Night 7 1 nld
Night 8 1 nld
Night 9 1 nld, 1 frag
Night 10 null
Night 11 1 nld

I watched a long war draw out between two ancient forces. The tactics were brilliant and borrowed from the romans, and when the smaller force came out on top I left for a new land. I found myself at the old farmhouse, and in the distance I could see a large commotion. Iron man was in the field fighting some monsters. I hear a voice say, "truly, Iron Man is weak". Suddenly I was a new character, a superhero that does not exist. He was like Iron man, with a less powerful suit but more skill. Think bat man, played by brad pitt. Suddenly I was this guy, and flew off in my suit directly at Iron man. I attached a small tracking device to him that scanned his eyes, and then cybernetic eye implants in my brad pitt body allowed me to gain access to his computer system, where I shut off the suit and he died in battle. I now reigned supreme. I woke up.

Later on I had another dream that was just so strange. I was stewie griffin, and I was in a world where cartoons and fictional weirdos had come together. There was a monster eating someone around every corner, and no matter what I did I could not figure out what was going on. Bright coloured fleshy balls were gyrating everywhere and my companions were powerless midget fairies.

Bed @ 2230
Woke @ 0015 /w no recall
BTB @ 0020 /w water
Woke @ 0340

Bad timing
I'm in my bathroom in the middle of the night taking galantamine and choline. I'm having trouble swallowing them; I put a pill in my mouth, take some water, swallow the water, but just can't get the pill down. After a couple of tries, I can start to taste the pill and realize it's already dissolving in my mouth. Eventually I just give up and chew up the pill and hope that it won't mess with it. I chew up the galantamines but manage to swallow the choline (which I think is ironic given how much larger the choline is), but then I notice there's still a galantamine on the counter; I could have sworn I chewed up both of them, but oh well. I go ahead and take the one I "forgot." As I'm finishing with the pills I start to hear my wife moving around. I assume she's just woken up to use the bathroom, so I head out so she can use it; but as I leave the bathroom I'm shocked to find that it's 6:58, only two minutes before I'm supposed to get up to go to work! There's no way I can sleep and dream in two minutes, and not only did I just waste a dose, but it'll be another four days before I can try again! Arg! I can't understand how I could have done something like that.

Now I'm helping my wife by collecting laundry from our room. Clothing, along with a few blankets, is scattered on every surface in the room. As I'm trying to figure out what to do with my daughter's quilt, she comes in and takes it from me. As she's leaving I look out into the hallway and notice the baby gate at the top of the stairs: it has only its top and bottom bars left, with nothing in-between, and I can't imagine how it could do anything at all to stop my toddler from going up or down the stairs.


Breakfast conversation
I'm eating breakfast with Steve B. He asks how I'm doing with my Bible reading, and I confess that I'm actually not doing so well. He's concerned and asks why, and I tell him that when I'm trying to read it my mind feels like it's getting pulled in a hundred directions and it takes a white-knuckled grip to stay focused, and it's just really exhausting. He says I might want to consider reading other good books to build up my spiritual reading muscles and suggests a couple. One of them I've heard of, and I ask him about the other one. He explains it's a biography of <someone who did something.> As we're talking, I'm getting more breakfast. There's some kind of cooked banana dish, and there's some kind of bread-based casserole. Both are pretty tasty, though the bread one is starting to get soggy.


Infiltration observation
It's night. I'm 'hovering' behind a youth as he sneaks along some narrow walkways above water. I'm not concerned about his seeing me - I'm somehow 'present' without actually being here physically. I stay fairly close to him, hanging back far enough to watch what he's doing. He's pretty spry, hopping over locked gates with some fairly slick moves. Eventually he reaches doors to go inside somewhere and passes through, unaware that a lady (with dark skin and black clothes) is now following right behind him. As I pass through the doors behind them, she actually holds the door for me and looks straight at me. She's wearing a lot of fancy spy gear and must be able to 'see' me, or at least sense my presence. She gives me a 'so you thought you could pull one over on me, huh?' wry smile before continuing off behind the boy.


Honey map
I'm holding a wooden honey dipper and trying to place small dots of honey on a map where I believe the final battle of a campaign was fought. I know that the map will alert me when I've gotten the right spot, but despite putting dots in a number of places I thought were likely candidates, nothing's happened. Finally a 'touch here for a hint' button appears and I press it with the tip of the dipper, but nothing shows up. For a moment I wonder if it's broken, but then I realize I'm zoomed in so far that the battle sites aren't visible. I zoom out and try again, but the honey is nearly gone and I'm having trouble getting any to drip. I end up spinning the dipper, thinking that maybe centrifugal force will help honey get to the edge so it can drip down.

Now I'm 'hovering' over the roads I just saw in the map. Both sides of the road are packed with booths selling many different things. I can see little icons hovering above people, and I know that they indicate that the person is going to do something important, even if I don't know exactly what each of the icons is trying to represent. In a larger booth, I see two people with icons, and I somehow know that talking to one of them will cause a quest to succeed while talking to the other will fail the quest.


BTB @ 0405 /w 8mg galantamine
Woke @ 0520

Staying with my in-laws
I'm standing on the driveway at my in-law's house. My wife is loading our car, and my mother-in-law is getting into her car. I really need to use the bathroom, so I tell them I'll be right back and jog up the driveway to the house. The garage doors are already closed, so I call back to ask one of them to use the remote. Both of them try, but the garage door won't go up. We're all confused, and both of them try again, but still nothing. I look back at the door and see that it's open a couple of feet (though now it's become a single-piece garage door, so it's opened by tilting). I ask them to stop using the remotes so I can crawl under the door and not worry about being crushed.

Now I'm in bed in their guest bedroom, and I know that I'm dreaming. My wife is still asleep next to me, so I gently scoot down towards the foot of the bed. As I'm trying to stand up, my movement feels "off," and my arms are leaden. I have trouble getting off the bed and end up face-planting on the floor. I take a moment to pull myself together and get up, and I can move around OK now. I head down the hallway and out the front door and look around. With the house at my back, I'm looking down a (beautifully manicured) sloped lawn. The rest of the neighborhood stretches out below me, and trees surround the property. I remember my personal goal of flying above the treetops and jump as hard as I can. I go shooting up into the air and get at least fifty feet in the air, well above the nearest trees. Success! I look around and thrill at being so high, though I have a brief moment of confusion as I find that I'm still not above the roof. Oh well, dreams are weird. I try to go higher, but I'm not able to; instead, I start to fall. At first, I'm falling slowly, but I quickly build speed until I finally slam into the ground, feet first, with a tremendous thump.

That was fun! I look forward to doing more flying in the future, but I decide to try out other stuff now. I remember my 3-step goals and that my intended narrative was to summon my cell phone, use it, then disband it. I normally wear my cell phone on my belt, though it's not there now. Without looking, I reach down to my belt, to where I usually wear it, intending to grab it; but my hand comes back empty. I try again, and this time I come back with an Insteon module. Huh? Oh well, at least I summoned something ... I head back inside looking for something electronic to mess with to complete step two. I enter the kitchen and go to the dishwasher which I see has some kind of electronic display. I mess with the buttons on the control panel and manage to change what the display is showing; I end up in some kind of menu and manage to change a setting.

Now I decide to hunt for a bathroom - I want to see if I can use a mirror to change my physical appearance. I go down one short hallway, but all the doors are closed and I don't want to barge in on my in-laws. I try another one and, once again, the doors are closed; but I remember this is a dream and it doesn't matter. I decide to go through the door I'm at, but I'm surprised to see that it has only a deadbolt. I decide that, since this is a dream, that's not going to stop me and that I'm going to phase through the door. I make some progress, but there's resistance, and before I make it more than a couple of inches through the door bursts open. I'm a bit disappointed, but oh well. Whatever's behind the door, it's not a bathroom. I try a couple more doors before finally finding what seems to be a dressing room with a large wall mirror. *I stand in front of the mirror and manage to alter a couple of physical characteristics. Unfortunately, my rib cage looks emaciated, and I can't seem to do anything about it.*

Now I'm walking on a wide sidewalk next to a park. A tall, well-dressed woman is walking towards me, and *I order her to stop. She does, standing completely still, with eyes staring straight ahead. It's actually a bit creepy.

At one point, I hear something I assume is my wife's alarm. I steel myself, trying to stay in the dream. Once it stops, I assume I'll have five minutes before it goes off again.

Many times through the dream I lose sight. I rub my hands until it comes back.

BTB @ 0545 - though I never actually get back to sleep

1 pt non-lucid
2 pts wbtb
= 3 pts for the night so 3+ 108.5= 111.5 total contest thus far

3 Step Goal:
Fly
Element Manipulation
Practice a Waking Life Hobby

Personal New Goals:
Voyage through a crack I make in the earth
Find my dream house
Take a magical train to another country

Week 2 task Intermediate:
Put on a halloween costume and gain the powers/abilities of the costume.


D1 was unstable & my pen died when I went to write it down. I found one later that I used for dream 2.
WBTB
D2:I had a daughter but it wasn't my IRL daughter. I found her working in this dump of a bar & being taken advantage of by an old man. There was a lot of fighting going on & it was getting violent between me & the dirty old man. She was saying she was all grown up & he was over there looking at me from where she couldn't see him with a sly creepy look on his face. It was a dark nasty environment. WBTB alarm went off.

My allergies were really bad cuz I spent half of Sunday outside helping Mike trim back trees for winter. I fought a runny nose all night.

Nap today afternoon.

DR1:
My dad drank my last beer! First he asked if he can have one, and I'm like why not? Then I saw the fridge empty!

DR2:
I'm pulling some translucent "noodle" off of a guy's arm. It's unexpectedly long. First I thought it's like a piece of some fruit that spattered on him when he was peeling it. Then I look closer and I see a red vein/spine through the length of the thing and I realize it's alive. I step back coz you know, I watch horror movies, and that's when the "noodle" pulls itself out more and drops to the ground.

I get moving, trying to kill it while feeling grossed out from the thought of killing. The thing stays on the floor and everytime I go step on it, it morphs into a bumble bee/wasp kinda thing. Black and yellow, fat tummy, huge stinger pointed at me everytime I bring my foot closer. I step on it anyway and watch it's fat thorax move in waves.

There was lot more. Long corridors with tiled walls, lot;s of doors, people doing things.

No dreams remembered

Bed @ 2320 /w wine and Sleepytime tea
Woke @ 0150, BTB @ 0200 /w body awareness
Woke @ 0400 /w full bladder

Around the house
I'm at "my house" with my three eldest kids; my wife and our younger ones aren't there. We're getting my second daughter ready for her horse riding lessons; her teacher is going to be here any time to pick her up. I pull aside a curtain in the room we're in and look down to the driveway and see a silver SUV just pulling in. I quickly turn to my daughter, who's running behind, and let her know that it's time to go. For a moment, she just stares at me dumbly as if she hadn't heard me. I repeat myself, and I'm a bit annoyed: she loves these lessons more than anything else, so her slow moving can only be a calculated form of disobedience. She finally gets up and I note with dissatisfaction that she's got large holes in the knees of both jeans; oh well, it's too late to change now. I note that she's wearing flip-flops, and though I think they're silly I don't see anything wrong with it (though I should have, since she's always supposed to wear her riding boots).

Now I'm walking down our stairs talking with my pastor. We're talking about the group of people I recently caught talking behind my back about my youngest child saying that he's "slow." I'm not worried about him - in fact, the claim is rather ludicrous, since he's learned to cause more trouble more quickly than any of my other children - but it's not nice to be the butt of gossip.

Now we're walking through the kitchen area. He's seen or smelled the dish I'm preparing for us and comments on the mirepoix I used. He says that he's always been a bit worried about trying to make them, and that someone in his family recently made a disastrous attempt at a poached mirepoix; but that mine looks and smells great. I thank him but tell him that I'm actually making it up as I go, since my recipe calls only for a few carrots. I tell him that I ended up using more carrots than it called for, a whole onion, and a bit of celery - but then I remember that I actually forgot to use celery this time. He looks shocked, saying he couldn't try to wing something like that, that he'd be afraid to ruin so many good ingredients.

BTB @ 0415 /w body awareness