non-lucid

My dream was about getting married. I was apparently getting married but it wasn't any traditional type of wedding scene. It was more like a before thing like food & entertainment. Some of it was like a bachelor/bachelorette party. I was looking through a bin of supposed party favors but they were like bits & pieces from children's toys. You know the kind that has a million little pieces & cardboard backgrounds. Then I was up at the counter where food was being served behind the glass & there were kinds of fish & really big crabs & I asked if they had lobster. The guy laughed & said Lobster?! He thinks this is really funny & opens a curtain up next to the food bar. He says, if it's lobster you want, you ought to be in here! There were men stripping w/ a full audience & stage. This wasn't your low rate strip show, there were very muscular talented dancers that weren't ugly! I knew this was most certainly a dream at this point & tried to become lucid but I had had more than enough sleep & started to wake up. I tried really hard to lay back down but it just wasn't meant to be.

More radio silence for an entirely different reason this time around. These past handful of days, I've been recalling little fragments. Although they were little, however, they held important significance. Each one dealt with a pretty symbolic subject matter corresponding to stuff that's been going on in my life lately. A shame more detail for them wasn't recalled.
Which leads me to how things have been IRL these past few days. Lately, I've been undergoing a change in attitude. It was a busy week for me and my family, as we had my aunt and cousin over and we never see them since we moved, so we did a lot of stuff. One thing of note we did was go to the beach.
The beach holds a lot of meaning to me, when it comes to lucid dreaming anyways. First and foremost, it's a relaxing place. Everything about it; the sounds, the breeze, the vastness of it all. It helps that we went at dusk. It also holds meaning due to my use of it in my lucid dreaming story Dream Gazers, as a meet-up place for the protagonists' shared lucid dreams. I find myself thinking about lucid dreaming a lot whenever I go to the beach anymore, and sometimes it can bring on strong, vivid dreams. In this case, it didn't, but that's okay.
Since that night at the beach, I've sort of been re-analyzing my path in life and what I'm doing, where I'm going, what I want to do now. My life got turned upside down last year, and I've been scrambling to piece it together since then, barely able to grasp hold of something concrete. It's just difficult, sometimes, figuring yourself out, y'know? I've had to re-adjust all my expectations, all my feelings, all my views after losing someone special, and now, I think I'm starting to gain a foothold.
Multiple plans of action have been laid out before me, and in thinking hard about these things, I've felt a lot more happy and clear headed these past few days than I have in a while. I've been doing my standard LDing practices in the course of that time, but I haven't been 100% going at it, as I've busied my mind so much with the future. In any case, that's done nothing to throw me off the track, and I'm thankful for it. To cap all of these thoughts up, I remembered (and wrote down) a non-lucid this morning, with moderate detail. ^^
I was visiting my friend's house (call him A) and hanging out with the girl (K) from my prior dream (I'm starting to think she may be a dream sign) where she asked me to that dance. IRL this girl is A's niece, and I'm good friends with both of them. Strangely, A appeared to be absent. K said he was upstairs, but while we hung out down in the kitchen eating breakfast, he was no where to be seen, and we certainly couldn't hear him upstairs. What was strange about the setting of this dream was that it was shot like a movie. I could see myself in third person, and multiple dramatic effects and music scores would play when certain things happened. At one point later in the dream, I rushed back into the house, my mom and aunt following closely behind me. We were running from something outside, but I don't recall what it was, or if we even knew what it was.
Also later on in the dream, K appeared on the news. Nothing bad had happened, thankfully, but I don't remember why she was on the news or what they were talking about, yet she was sitting right across from me still. She looked at the TV with an amused expression, and we resumed our daily activities.
So that's been me these past few days. Life's just being life.

I was trying to find Final Fantasy XV at a store I apparently visit regularly. It wasn't there of course but only because it was sold out. Outside the place there was this guy who was firing a BB gun wildly, nearly hitting me a few times. The person that ran the shop was a woman who was in her late 20's or early 30's with orange hair and wears a lot of jewelry. She and I were on friendly terms because I visited her shop so often. Eventually the police came to arrest the gun firing guy and came into the shop to investigate something. They must of found something they shouldn't have as the woman killed all of the cops and everyone else in the area except for me for some reason.

It was a really dark early morning. It was during a winter, there were snowdrifts on the roadsides and there was some ice on the road. I left my house, but I wasn't wearing any jacket - I only had a gray shirt, black trousers and black shoes. I went towards my old school, there was something important I had to do. I had troubles with walking and breathing, I scrambled towards the school. On the way I saw some people going there too, I thought "Last year in technical, and now I have to get back to previous one for a year!". I finally reached the school and immediately saw some people I know that shouldn't be there.

This made me realize that it's a dream. I left the building for a while and saw my car standing at the parking lot. I went to it and inside I found some paper sheet with strange calculations written on it. The handwriting was identical to mine. I got back to school and looked around. I thought about meeting with someone, but that wasn't enough to summon her. Instead I chosen to talk with someone else - a tall blonde haired woman wearing a white dress. I said that I have something to deliver to her and we went outside. As we were going to car, she got scared of me and ran away to school. I tried to chase her but I slipped on the ice. I got up and went back to the building, in search of that woman. I searched on the hallway, in toilets and then I found her on the corridor. I told her that I don't have time for such fooling around and I have to deliver that package. We got to my car, I showed her the paper sheet, folding it before so she wouldn't see calculations. I told her to sign it with an x and go Roth me towards warehouses. As we moved on, I noticed someone following us. I thought about removing that dude from my dream, but somehow he was resistant to my powers. However, he wasn't resistant to telekinesis. I gestured and thrown him far far away. Then we entered the warehouses. Instead of giving her that package, I persuaded her to make it out with me. I didn't knew that it was a military warehouse, and as we were doing it, soldiers appeared and surrounded us. Then a loading screen with warehouse appeared. I found myself in some corridor going to warehouse. Instead of entering I went through doorway that was behind me. A map appeared, there was some sunny valley. I chosen it and got teleported to some dark grove. I summoned that woman. She was a bit different, as she had brown hair this time. I saw myself from third . She was scared of me and the grove and started running away. I chased her, throwing fat monsters with long horns away using telekinesis. I got her and after a while oh talking we made it out again. I have lost lucidity.

I found myself in my house with younger sister and that woman. We took out rc cars and drove around my room.

1) Something to do with work and writing a protocol for cardiology.

2) I'm at university with an old friend. I go out and then I'm at a religious building walking through an outdoor religious meeting of some sort. I walk through to the back and someone goes to get a wafer (I'm not religious but have attended services where wafers have been given out). I'm waiting for mine but it never comes, so I step through further to the back, and find myself a small round white wafer. I see there is a man dressed up like a preist next to me sitting in a chair. He tells me to sit down on the floor. Then we are playing a game. We are rolling apples on the floor and marking where they land with playing cards, the ground is very uneven and the game seems a bit silly but I'm stuck playing it and it's all rather formal so I can't leave. I find a couple of £10 notes in my pack of cards and put them to one side to give bck ot the priest. He spots then and grabs them from me as if I was about to steal them. I make an excuse to leave.

3) At the surgery. I'm wheeling my bike into a room, it's full of bike parts and obviously a room entirely devoted to cycling, a whole wall is full of racks of bike parts. I comment that I am really impressed with it and no other surgery would look after its staff this well. Then I'm with a patient in the room next door. She is sitting in a chair covered in a blanket asking about her investigations. I say I don't know what she has had done and I wil lgo next door to get her notes out, I need to know what has happened for the ward round on Monday. I go next door expecting to find her notes but there are no notes there, I look around and there are videos lined up on one wall, and I think wow what an amazing surgery there are even videos for the staff to borrow!

Morning of September 10, 2016. Saturday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I are living back at Stadcor Street in Brisbane. It seems to be early afternoon and we have to go shopping for groceries. I am going out the back way, through our kitchen, but the layout is a bit different. The small square area that one needs to go through to get to the back porch is much bigger and there are additional doors, one directly into our backyard and another one onto our back porch.

I notice what I first think is our pet black cat in the small room with me but it has no eye, nose, or mouth detail. It is like a three-dimensional shadow and I sense puzzlement radiating from it. I am slightly wary (but not fearful in any way) as the creature jumps up and somehow goes through the area between the central top part of the door and the door frame (and would have to be as thin as a sheet of paper to do this). This would be the door that goes to our back porch (liminal space).

I go to the lounge room to talk to Zsuzsanna about this strange event and she calls the animal something I do not seem to be able to hear properly. After I ask her to repeat it a few times, it still sounds something like “wolf-roosh”. My hearing ability seems to become too distorted each time to hear the final part of the term. What I grasp from the term seems odd to me as it was seemingly a cat shadow, without any wolf associations at all.

After we do our shopping, the unfamiliar balding male cashier (of about forty years of age) cannot seem to get the cash register to work properly. Apparently he has to press his thumb on a pad to acknowledge he has the authority to use the cash register, but it is not recognizing him. I am thinking that maybe his thumb needs to have a small amount of yellow ink on it to get it to work. I am getting annoyed and I am not sure how we will complete the transaction if the cash register will not work.

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The checkout area of a store is a waking transition metaphor symbolizing leaving the dream state. In this case, the lack of “yellow thumb” is associated with not being fully conscious. The cash register symbolizes the potential increments of critical thinking during the waking transition as conscious self identity emerges.

The threshold event (here an atypical precursor rather than my dream’s final scene) concerning the door, featured a cat shadow in liminal space as the emergent consciousness factor. Curiously, this was borrowed from the ending of “The Flintstones” (which I had seen so many times as a child). Even the essence of the movement (comparative to the sabre-toothed tiger jumping up in the cartoon) was the same. I found that fascinating, especially as the ending theme’s line “…cat will stay out for the night” could be interpreted as remaining unconscious (asleep) throughout the sleep cycle.

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Fragment

It was an evening, I was at my backyard with some brunette, long haired woman. We entered a tractor that had two trailer's linked in. I let the woman drive, giving her some advices as we drove around backyard.

Dream

I was in some ruins. I had a sword and light armor, this place was a hideout of bandits. After a long run through this maze I finally found my way to surface. There was some building, bandits were coming out of it. I slashed them all to death. Suddenly I found myself in school, taking a seat . After a while I left it with one of classmates, we drove to city. I left his car and took a walk, but then I realized that I forgot my backpack. I decided to load some game state and get back in time.

I was sick couple of days ago, i was sleeping very bad. I woke up at night like 20 times because i had to clear my nose
and i also struggled to fall asleep, that is where the problems began. When i was half asleep i started to see dreams but
i got stuck like i was asleep trying to find treasures in my bed and saw funny looking chinese people with triangle grass hats.
I was the leader of the chinese people who were trying find treasures in my bed but they were somehow on grain field at the
same time, which was very confusing... it was like there was 2 dreams going on at the same time. In 2 different windows.
I found this dream extremely annoying because i was basicly just turning in my bed all night waking up and falling asleep.
Endless grabbing of my sheets and pillow half as sleep ''trying to find the national treasures'' :|

I dunno what to call this kind of dreams but definetly don't wanna experience it again.

1) With my parents in their car. I offered to fill up the radiator but my mother wouldn't let me do it unless I had some special water, I offered to do something else (can't remember what) but she wouldn't let me do that either. My dad got back in the car. I wasn't hapy so walked off and left them to it.

2) Somewhere in Scotland. There was an old building sat in the wilderness, someone was doing some building work at the front of it. I looked and saw that it was an old BBC building, a sign said 'Studio One' and there were old posters outside with famous people from the past on them. I heard some singing inside from a very old TV programme.

(First Person Point Of View)
The first I remember was sitting on the couch in my living room of my old house(always have dreams about old house for some reason). My dad was watching TV and I got up and started to watch TV with him, I believe it was the news or something like that, for some reason I didn't want to be there I need to leave and go somewhere, anywhere. I darted out the door and started running and running.(I realized it was a dream right there because of how effortlessly I was running) I don't know why but I felt suckish and just wanted to be alone. I kept on running until I got to a big street that either turned left or right, no forward.
I looked left first and saw nothing but more road, couple of cars and trees. Then I looked right, and again saw more road and a couple of cars and trees, don't know why but I chose to keep running right. I kept running and running and I remember seeing a whataburger but I passed it cause I didn't want to waste time there.
I kept running until eventually I got to some city with many tall buildings, I walked into one randomly and I was now in some cafeteria, I walked past people who were wearing some sort of hospital robes, sitting down eating. 'I guess this is some sort of hospital?' I thought. I saw some stairs and I was about to go up until I heard my name behind me. I turned around to see my best friend(Anita), she came running up to hug me, which I gladly returned. "What are you doing here?" Anita asked. "I'm not to sure, I just ended up here." I responded. I looked at her up and down, and she was wearing a hospital gown too, I was shocked, I didn't know she was in the hospital. "Hey... well while I have you here, there's something I need to tell you." she continued, "so remember I told you I was sick?" I just nodded. "Well it seems like its worst... I'm not going to make it, its terminal... I don't have long, that's why im here." she finished. I was even more shocked, I could feel the tears welling up. I didn't have any words to say, I knew this was a dream but I couldn't help but feel like sh*t. "Hey, its okay... I'm come to peace with it, my life was a happy one and im glad that youre my best friend." she reassured me. I was about to say something until a nurse called her name. "I have to go do some stuff but I'll come find you later when I'm able to." she said with a smile. I couldn't say anything to her as she left with the nurse. I turned back to the stairs and started running up them, I kept going until I came to the roof of the hospital, I was really high up. I remember thinking, what if I jump? will I die? (like I knew it was a dream but I still thought maybe this will kill me?) I sat down on the roof and just talked to my self. "Will it really be that bad if I die? I might as well go with my best friend. heh... life isn't fair Is it? she doesn't deserve this, I do." That's when I felt something in my pocket. I took it out to look at it, a bomb? 'Perfect' I thought. 'A bomb this size will only be big enough to kill me and minimum damage to the surrounding area' I stood up. 'If I jump off the building while the bomb is on I can die mid air without hurting anyone else.' I walked to the edge of the building and looked down. 'Its better this way' I was about to activate the bomb but then I heard something behind me, I turned around and saw my family sanding by the stair door. They looked sad and worried. "Don't do this please." My mom weeped. I saw their faces but this didn't change my mind, I backed up onto the ledge, look at all my family in the eyes and said, "I'm sorry.." I let my self fall backwards. I heard screams from my family but I just closed my eyes and pressed the bomb button, I heard it beeping and I just fell waiting for the bomb to kill me. 'If the bomb doesn't kill me, the ground surly will.' I thought. But that's when in midair I heard what sounded what I thought was a jet, but no, I opened my eyes to see Superman flying quickly arms reached out towards me. He caught me in his arms, he took one quick look at me and grabbed the bomb from my hands and quickly threw it in the air, it exploded in the sky, safety away from us. We flew back to the hospital roof where my family was, once we landed I pushed off Superman with anger. "Why did you do that?!" I yelled. "Your not even suppose to be on earth, aren't you on a mission?!" He looked at me with sad eyes, "I heard you talking from galaxies away, the rest of the leauge will be here soon." He said. I looked him in the eyes, "Why did you save me?! I didn't want to be saved!!" Then for some reason a light flashed before us and I fell backwards apparently losing conscious. (I was still there but not looking threw my own eyes, I was looking at the scene in 3rd person point of view) After the flash Superman and my family saw what looked like another me, but my body was on the ground, this other girl looked like me but with different body features, such as having long white hair, and blue eyes. Superman saw this and was on guard, "Who are you?!" He asked. She laughed a loud laugh, "I am corruption, i live inside Alma, and now after all that time I'm at my peak." She responded. Corruption looked at my body laying on the ground roof, "Pity, she isn't dead yet, well I better make fun with the time I have now." She smiled. With that black lightning came out of her hands and struck Superman, he yelled in pain which was rare for him. I was now looking from Corruption's point of veiw, I tried to stop my actions but I couldn't. Superman was pissed now so he and Corruption started to fight in mid air. After a bit of fighting, Superman was losing until Corruption's powers weakened. "Oh poo, well it looks like my time is almost up." she said. "Not so fast, what did you do to Alma?" Superman asked. "Me? I didn't do anything, she makes her own choices I just help her make them." she laughed, "and dont try to stop me, I'll be back, I'll always be within her, growing, getting stronger, the day she dies is the day I have my body, but don't worry, when that day comes I'll be sure to take good care of it." She smiled. Superman was about to lazer her but then Corruption turned into black smoke that both her and me traveled back into my own body. I woke up with my family surrounding me, i notice that i wasnt in my disguise, i was in my heros uniform. I saw superman land on the roof and i was shocked on how many injuries he had. 'I did that?' I thought. My parents looked at me with fear in their eyes, they looked like they didnt know who i was(which technically they dont know me in my hero's uniform only the desguise) I couldnt dare to look at Superman in the eyes. I stood up, i felt so much guilt to what i did to Superman, what i put my family theough. I started to walk away from them, i felt Superman's hand on my shoulder, but i smack it off, i looked at him with tears in my eyes and said, "I- im so sorry, i didnt mean to, i-" i couldnt even finish my sentent, i flew off the building and just flew away from the scene, i remember hearing Superman flying behind me, telling me that 'its okay'. The last thing i said before waking up was, "Just leave me alone!"

Well this was a weird dream, it isnt the first but yea it was ome of those dreams when i didnt know it was a dream in the beggining. It was super intenst. Well until next dream, Bye~
P.s. - Pictures below are drawings of this dream.
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Lost all my dream recall when I woke up today due to being freaked out! It was a non-lucid though. I woke up & I looked like I had been beat up by Rocky Balboa! I had to get up early to get around for Grandparents day & I looked in the mirror & both my eyes were almost swollen shut! And I have a cold sore on my mouth. I was so freaked out I just didn't care about my dreams anymore. I just cared about making the swelling go down & using make up & a hair do that would hide any traces of this awful reality! I used ice packs which helped considerably. I think I was having a reaction to one of my meds. Sometimes if I take one of them too close together it causes this problem but I was desperate to keep the cold sore at bay & took more than I should. But most of the day was good. Poor Bubba's first Grandparents day was a bust cuz he woke up puking & had to stay home which is sad, but I bought him a candy gram while I was there for him so he'll get it on Monday when all the other kids get there's.... I don't know what my daughter fed Booga, but I could smell her farting the whole time, rotflmao! I sprayed her w/ my perfume halfway through. Grandma to the rescue! We had fun making stuff w/ playdough & another game.... She's in first grade & I saw a kid in there that was almost as tall as me! He will probably be a line backer!... Anyway, my day turned out good... I said The Lords Prayer holding my cross necklace before I went in so that in itself made me feel better about how things would go... Also Booga wants us to dress alike for Halloween so I think the whole Clown Costume may be seen in double, lol.

Last night bed 8pm - 3:30am

I recalled this dream as soon as I sat in my car on my way home from work and was about to buckle my seat belt.


DR:
I'm sitting in a luxury sedan. All white interior, everything leather. Looks brand new, shiny, beautiful. I see the driver stepping on the breaks frantically, but they dont work. I look down and I'm not buckled. He says we are about to crash. The force of innertia is making it hard for me to move, and everything is in slow motion, as I race time to reach for a belt and buckle up if even just a second before we hit the wall. Not sure if I made it on time.

I was in my house, it was a sunny and warm day. I was in a kitchen with my grandma. Some hornets flied into the room and stung grandma in her hand a few times - a bubble appeared on it and exploded. Then an enormous swarm, hundreds of thousands of hornets flying all around the house. I escorted grandma to safety, took a bug-killer spray and ran back in an attempt to kill them. I ony got to stairs and sprayed few hornets, but bug-killer was ineffective and huge amounts of it was required to kill just a few. I escaped and met rest of my family. They called exterminators and firefighters to get out house hornet-free.

Morning of September 9, 2016. Friday.



My wife Zsuzsanna, our children, and I as we are now are living in an unfamiliar first-floor apartment. There is a very large window from floor to ceiling that is about ten feet in width. This window is at an angle to the rest of the room (though not like a bay window) and to the left of the front door of our place.

I look out onto a sight that appears to be in early evening. It seems to be very close to where the Statue of Liberty should be, so close, I would only have to walk about ten feet to get to the pedestal, though I am wondering what happened to it. There are a few people walking around but there is no Statue of Liberty or its pedestal. There are a few pieces of it here and there on each side of my window view and I get the notion that they are rebuilding it to make it stronger and to last longer. It does not occur to me that we do not live in America and certainly not near the Statue of Liberty.

Later, I go to lie down on the couch which has been pulled out into a bed and is near the center of the large unfamiliar room. Shortly after I do, an unknown young male starts to move it. In fact, he even rolls it over so that I go upside-down as well as feel it sandwich me a bit though I somehow stay on it even when I should have fallen out. The sensations of touch, pressure, and motion are very realistic.

Eventually, I slide out from the couch onto the floor as he is moving and rolling it about and I start yelling at him, cursing at him and calling him rude names. I kick him out of our apartment while telling him never to come back.

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The unknown young male is the preconscious personification of RAS (reticular activating system) modulation (modulation, as my emergent consciousness did not establish control until my dream’s last event). This is a biological factor of the dreaming and waking process that has nothing to do with waking life.


The Statue of Liberty scene is based on having been in deeper sleep, with the analogy of physicality being “rebuilt”, my dream sustained by a minor thread of non-lucid dream control. A statue is autosymbolism for the physical body not moving while in REM sleep. In this case, my waking process needed an extra boost from the preconscious, which is additionally validated by vestibular system correlation being more sustained than usual regarding the movement of my illusory dream body, as there was curiously no falling start.

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Very naughty dream. I was getting freaky with a pretty ASMR artist from Youtube. It all felt quite real, and I did things I never thought I'd consider in real life.