non-lucid

I was in the subway train, going somewhere for some reason not sure where. then I got off in a stop to make a transfer, but I notice where I was and this wasn't my stop. I looked around to find another way to the train then I realized I had to go to work soon, I had no idea where I was or how I got there, but I had to be prepare and ready for work really soon, I got worry and looked at my phone to check the time and wished that all of this was a dream, instead of questioning myself if this was a dream , then woke up lol

I was trying to free some innocent people who were being held against their will by the government unjustly. We weren't in a building, we were outside & sneaking around to try & get them out. Some of the people who were w/ me thought it was too risky. It seems they were being outside in the country somewhere near where we were working. Still not sure what was the work we were doing. We were just there & it was in the camp where the prisoners were being held. I never actually got them out.

Meesha Cat strikes again. It's hard to hold on to dreams when she wakes me up cuz she likes to meow & waller my head & face, lol. I didn't do any wbtb's because I didn't have sleep yesterday I took my meds & got some rest. I was really exhausted.

Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Explanation of details-Blue
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown/OOB

I'm standing in a large hotel room. It must be a suite because there's multiple rooms. I'm in the center of the sitting room, maybe. I'm wearing jeans, but I'm not wearing a shirt or bra and I'm not ashamed or trying to cover myself up in any way. A man is standing behind me, touching and examining my back. He asks me what I want to be done about it. I tell him that if there's anything he thinks he can do, to please do it. I then start telling him about how I got my tattoo. And I tell him about how it looks nothing like the art I originally wanted, that my dad completely fucked up and did a horrible job. He hummed in agreement and said that he was sure he could fix it. He then walked to stand in front of me and said that we should get started. I smiled and nodded happily. The man smiled back.

I’m in an apartment complex resembling a retirement home. There was other business’s within the building though like a real estate agency and other various offices. I couldn’t seem to find my grandparents apartment. Eventually I found my wife and she showed me the way to get to their apartment. At some point I left and a family friend Jenny showed me the way to the apartment. After sitting in the apartment for a while I had to move our two vehicles and park them in the garage. I parked the white focus but do not recall where as I was then next to the Orange escape and began to park that. I drove down a road bobbing in and out of my lane as it was blocked by parked cars. I drove the SUV into the complex and was driving down the hallways and found my way to some double doors and at this point I was no longer driving but looking for a spot I could pull the car through and get it back outside.

I saw some videos in an apartment with my aunt and didn’t recognize the footage as it was me when I was younger in Meijer store. I was with a chef and we were cutting up watermelons. The dream shifted and I was in the store and there was a bunch of kids checking out buying the watermelon. One said Excellent, another was Instant Cash, another said well done. I began shopping with an older individual who seemed familiar but I do not know who they were. They began looking for furniture and sweater vests. The furniture was wrapped up like a tent at a store.

I’m on a couch inside a random apartment again. I’m sitting on the couch cuddling with 2 individuals like they are trying to sleep on my shoulders as I nuzzled my head up against one of them and just enjoyed the moment. One I seemed to recognize as a girl named Jess the other I am unaware of who it was but they appear to be male.

I am at a county fair with a rollercoaster that spins around in a circle blasting music. The people running the ride seemed to not realize how long they had the ride going and just stopped the ride. A lot of kids got out and sat on the ground and looked like they were about to puke. I kept moving and the scene shifted and I was not at a soccer game. I am walking near the stands and notice some people I know. I noticed a German exchange student Anna was there. I accidently bumped into a kid and almost broke his sunglasses.

I’m now playing a game but I am in the game. It resembles a driving game that we made our own carts and had to drive around. Another individual and I made Dildo looking carts that were standing straight up. It was a horrible idea as when we hit some ramps the cart would bend and wobble throwing the balance all off. One individual almost made it to the end but got stuck and couldn’t finish the game.

I’m inside an apartment or house and a party appeared to have just ended. I was going around trying to pick up various toys that were mine and on the ground. I picked them up and put them into a box. I was upset at myself for leaving them out for people to use because somebody could have easily broken them.

I’m at a farm and I save a baby deer and put it into a pen. Then I found a donkey and we put it in a pen. We came across another donkey slightly smaller than the last. Put it in the same pen but they didn’t get along and started kicking each other. So we moved the smaller one to a barn that had windows but nothing in the window. There was also a random cow in the barn and the two seemed to get along fine.

I am looking up at the night sky and I see 5 moons. 1 is the real moon and its a lot bigger than the others the small ones were about 1/4th the size. The 4 small moons blow up and look like a firework as jets of red streaks fill the sky as they go flying by like they were an asteroid exploding in the atmosphere and burning up.

D1 - In a hospital room and its patient viewing time, i'm not totally sure who the patient is but have the feeling that they have been sick for a long time as the routine seems so familiar. We are sharing lunch and messing with the equipment (that can't be right).

D2 - On a ferry/ship my daughter is escaping from parental supervision and I am in cahoots with her. No idea.
And the end of the ship (bow? lol) she opens the doors and we can see the shore real close. Also there is a stash of cigarettes of different kinds and lighters and matches. We take all the stuff and are thinking of some kind of escape via a smaller boat or swimming.
I am trying to learn some kind of powers so I can set light to things without needing matches Oo ? I totally believe it in the dream,

D3 - At my parents house there is a super big dog that uses their toilet @@ ok lol.
I am setting out my daughters toys for playing some game or other.

D4 - I'm late for work, this is a dream I had soooooooo long ago. Where I am late for work, running late and trying to find clothes to put on. Then I have to run down the road to get the bus (which only like gets there once an hour).

I remember I was being abducted by an alien kid but then our spaceship was attacked and we started floating in space in something that looked like a giant glove...?

Then as I slipped out the glove and started floating in space, I realisd I was dreaming, because if I were really in space I'd be dead, not breathing, so I decided to float around some more but then I woke up.....or so I thought.

I was back at my home which I 'woke up' in, but the scenary outside my window looked completely different, making me realise I was dreaming again. I decided to change my dream scape to Undertale and then everything became 2D. (It was very weird. that's all I can say, I really can't put it into words.) There, I saw Sans who was about to get killed by Chara, but then I stepped in and took the blow for him and I woke up.....but I didn't.

I was once again back at my home, this time when I 'woke up' I instantly knew I was dreaming again, I don't know why. Then I started messing around with the dreamscape and tried to make Sans appear infront of me, I tried expecting him in the next room, and it worked except he didn't look accurate. So, I recalled one of the tutoriels on DV about summoning dream characters, so I told the dream character, "Ok, I'm gonna turn around and when I turn again, I want you to look exactly like Sans."

So, I turned around and when I turned back, the dream character looked a bit better, but I wasn't satisfied yet. so I did the same process again, but when I turned and faced him again, he looked completely different and demonic.

The dream character was angry, "You think I'm some toy for you to play with?!" At first I was intimidated by the creature but since I knew it was all a dream, I just smirked, "This is my dream. It doesn't matter whether you abide by my wishes or not. You will fade away at the end of them all."

Then, I recieved an interesting answer, "That's what you think." Then the dream ended...

I'm standing in my living room, close to the kitchen. My older sister and niece arrive and start looking around the kitchen. Suddenly my niece announces that she thinks she has lice. I immediately back up and freak out.

Key:
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Half-Lucid
Lucid
Nightmare

The Fire Alarm

I had a Slushy in my hands, I was between one store and JCPenny's. I was with my Brother Alex, Sister Cassie and my other Sister Demera who was sitting on top of a table.
She pulls the Fire Alarm that was next to her, "Should you have done that?" I ask. My brother says "No one would notice, come on we got to go. Mom's waiting."
I walked calmly as the Fire Alarm rang, but then everyone started running as if they were scared. I go down the stairs and all of the sudden I'm at my Middle School. As I walk down the stairs this girl sprays my shoes with something and cleans it for me, I thanked her.
I went out the doors of the school, the parking lot looked like my High School's parking lot.
My Mom was driving a rented pick up truck, everyone got in the truck except me. I just stood in the parking lot calling her name waving at her. She then notices me, crashes into a bus and I get in.
We were in the parking lot still, I remember this dude with a big head in the middle of where we were trying to go. My mom says "Do you think he's disabled?" then we just drive straight through him. I saw some other orange and white pick up trucks like the one Mom rented.
Once I was home, I lied down in bed. I was looking at some creepy videos, one where this alien was on this dude's dashboard while driving it was trying to say something. Then, there was a Ship that everytime you look at it, it changes apperance. Even if you blink.
I was spooked, I think to myself "should I have watched this before going to sleep?".
The dream I had in this dream was about a Giant Spider and me getting crushed by it.

Throwing Up

Me and my friends saw something at school that disgusted us, first my friend Adnan threw up, then some random dream character friend threw up and I started to but mine wasn't small like their's it was going to be big. So I ran to the nearest bathroom, and threw up. BLOOD. Yeah, I threw up blood and spit some out in the sink.
The Nurse tell's me to say ahh, I do so. She then says "Your breath is fowl."
I reply "I just threw up."

More School Dreams? I guess I don't like school. I remembered again and hopefully I can keep this streak of remembering.

I was trying to get a hold of my friend Beery since we had plans to go get pizza with Jon but it was already much later than we planned to meet but he didn't answer his phone. Jon showed up at some point and asked where Beery was and I told him I wasn't able to get a hold of him yet. I call him again and he answers, for some reason he is staying at my aunts and I can also barely hear him on the phone. He tells me he's not sure if he wants to come yet, that he's feeling pretty crappy. I give Jon the update on the situation. The house we are in is actually one I don't recognize. I walk into the kitchen and there is Beery talking to an attractive girl with a full ass, so just Beery's type. I say hi and probably something else, but I don't recall now. Beery says I've sort of got bad timing at the moment, the two are close and his hand is on her ass, so I go find somewhere else to be and assume the meet up for pizza is off and am kind of annoyed since we had plans, but given the hot girl he's inexplicably gotten close with I decide to let it go. In another kitchen or maybe a dining room I find some other people eating pizza, I join them to grab a slice but all the good pizza was gone, the only thing left was this sauce-less pizza with some odd cheese. At some point I find myself at a field with a young boy (maybe 8), he may have been alone or maybe my brother was also there. He is talking about his powers, that he can do a sort of force push or shove. I say that's pretty cool and ask him to show me. I say try pushing me back 3 feet with it and try not to knock me over. He runs at and I put my right side to him since I was startled and didn't expect him to run at me. I'm push back maybe 1 foot and it felt like the blood was forced out of right arm as I was pushed back by a sort of force field. He had sort of described his powers wrong since it was more of a barrier power that he was just turning on and running with. A younger girl (about 4 or 5 maybe that I assume to be his sister) appears out of no where, but I saw her do it, she literally seemed to come from no where. She had either teleported in or had been invisible. I'm pretty sure she had been invisible. I tell her that "you two really shouldn't be going around telling everyone about these powers." It could be dangerous.

Morning of August 18, 2016. Thursday.



In the first part of one scene, I am at our present home and near our front door. It seems we have at least one (unknown) female visitor but she is talking with my wife Zsuzsanna in the dining room (which we use as the main bedroom). For some reason, our front door is open and I am looking outside while standing in the doorway. It seems to be early afternoon.

I am eating some delicious snacks of a strong bittersweet flavor, eating at least a dozen of them without paying much attention to their appearance. They go down my throat, each being swallowed whole. Finally, upon looking at them, I notice that they are like miniature shish kebabs, though the implied stick is also edible and sweet. On the end of each is a large and shiny red carpenter ant head with black mandibles. This gives me pause even though I had been enjoying these snacks (and I briefly vaguely wonder if eating their heads as such could be dangerous). I realize that the ant head goes down first, and I had been properly consuming them as such, but now, as I think about it more clearly, I am not so sure I will continue to eat them, at least for now.

In another sequence, I am looking over at (old neighbor in Cubitis) Harold’s orange grove area (even though the house I am observing this from seems to be a minor variation of our present home). It seems to be late morning. The weeds are very high, nearly at chest level. I feel slightly guilty for not having mowed the area (which has no orange trees in this scene) yet do not even consider that his area is not my responsibility anyway. Soon however, two of his workers come over and start cleaning the area. They are dressed like sheiks (even though I sense one is East Indian and had worked as a cab driver recently). I still feel slightly guilty at their difficulty in trimming the plants. However, it soon is seen that what I first thought were weeds are two beautiful trapezoidal sections of tall flowering plants, forming two somewhat large hedge-like features. It now seems to be an amazing regrowth of what was intended years ago to be as beautiful as it is now. Still, the unknown male continues to work at it, cutting small sections at the bottom. He brings his gardening shears near the top but the areas near the blossoms are impossible to cut for whatever reason - in fact, it almost breaks his shears. He stops and studies the tops of the plants. He then informs Harold’s wife (who instead appears as Diane K for an unknown reason) and tells her that the plants are producing fruit, which seem very valuable. This does not seem to matter as Diane tells him that everything must be cut down as that is what Harold had said, though she seems upset about it and refers to him as a “posturing curmudgeon”. I feel very annoyed that the fruit will be wasted as well as soon missing out on the beauty of the red and white prolific flowers.

Eventually, the setting changes very illogically. I am still seemingly at our present address, but the roof seems to be missing and the orientation still partly reflects Cubitis. Looking to the north, I see what resembles the Rose Street building. It seems to be nighttime though still somehow light enough to see at a distance. On the roof is “Diane” (still apparently playing the role of Harold’s wife) though she now seems to be Karen’s mother instead. I wonder if she sees me and recognizes me. She does not wave or make any indication as such. My two youngest sons are in the house, more to the north. The house seems to be open to outside on that end. I am still aware of her annoyance at Harold having the plants cut down, but when I look out, I notice two smaller beautiful hedge-like areas and it now seems daytime again.

Turning about, the setting shifts yet again and it is now late at night again. I now “understand” even after having gazed at the shorter hedge-like flower sections in his yard, there are now only two mats in that spot (which somehow now is a much smaller area) with shorter grass growing in parts in a somewhat random pattern. I also see light-colored sand in random patches, mostly on the mats, which is also somehow the remains of flowers. This is in the area of the kitchen on his side as apparently we share the residence. I view the scene from our (my family’s) side of the kitchen. I do not question the plants having been growing out of the wooden floor and also growing from the mats. The kitchen is fully enclosed and no part of the house is fully open to outside as it was minutes ago.

Soon, I need to use the bathroom and it is late afternoon again. I go into a (fictional) room (which would be implied to be between our two son’s rooms in layout) where it looks as if the toilet had somehow been slid across the floor and turned perpendicularly to where it had been. There is a decorated Christmas tree to its left and the room looks more like a lounge room overall. Looking down, I see there is hardly any water in the bowl and there is also a transparent plastic wrapper in it. I decide to use the “other” toilet.

The other toilet is in our actual lounge room and faces east though is in a corner (northwest) that is implied to be our bathroom. At first, it seems fine (and it also is now a few hours earlier than it was moments ago), though I eventually realize the curtains are open on two sides and I hear the rest of my family returning home from their outing. I am annoyed (in realizing how open the “bathroom” is) but get up to close the two curtain sections. Still, I then see there is nothing there at all, the area being completely open on two sides with no curtains after all (implied entry point and the right side) and the time shifts to where it is even earlier (close to morning), so I decide to wake up and use our real bathroom (though it is not that common for a dream to be based on needing to get up and use the bathroom), which I immediately recall is not problematic as the ones in my dream had been.

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It is curious how many bizarre scene shifts and impossible time shifts there were and I did not question any of them, especially the house not having a roof and being completely open on one side or time jumping backwards a couple times, though both aspects are quite common in dreams.

Non-lucid: I was in a college w/ Melissa McCarthy. We were in an around the world culinary contest. In which one guy tried to cheat & we were very disappointed w/ him. I woke up before it was over due to my wbtb alarm.

I tried to go back to sleep but my phone was blowing up. The A/C guys were back to try & fix the new leak in our new A/C. It's evening now & it's acting stupid again already! I'm really getting tired of dealing w/ this shit. It's brand fucking new! Sigh.


Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Explanation of details-Blue
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP/OOB-Brown

I make my way onto an unfamilar tennis court to talk to an instructor I knew from band (he's wearing a sun hat). I'm about to talk about the Bluecoats 2013 line when a confident-looking blonde guy about 10 feet away (wearing a Bluecoats uniform) loudly proclaims "Blue Kinghts" (seemingly to me and the instructor rather than the air). I am somewhat taken aback as I was in the middle of a sentence.

I'm with some DC I feel like I know (although he is unfamilar) and he is introducing me to 2 trainers. We are outside the aerobics room of a gym I know except that the room is somehow now racquetball courts. They set up an appointment for me for the next day late in the morning (time not remembered). Then things somehow change and it is changed to 6PM (it is 5 something PM currently). All the while I am standing there in a short latex-white swimsuit with a towel and have a feeling of "hurry it up please". realizing I have little time to do my swim (I got tired of swimming IWL?) I walk briskly over to the pool. Can't remember if I took the senseless long way or the logical way but I end up at one of the last two lanes (I believe the second-to-last). I jump in (dive would imply practiced grace) and for some reason decide to swim near the bottom (deeper than IWL). I am somewhat frightened for a bit as gravity keeps me down once I try to come up. I fight and eventually win. The swim is a blank until the end when some people outside the pool are messing with me and either throwing on the pool cover or messing with the laneline. I believe it was the laneline but later it is separated so I am confused. Near its separation, it is slightly tangled and two people mess with it on each end. I did not look who was near me but at the far side is the percussion caption head from band. I remember thinking something like "figure it out" a few seconds before the line is divided. I get out of the pool and note that it is nearly 6. I rush over to my plastic plate dinner of spicy cornbread (?) and chicken but then notice it is a few minutes after 6 (although it has been seconds). I rush through part of the corn bread (most of the meal) and don't touch the chicken. I wake up later.

Fragment 1: I'm in the RV with Grandpa and a few other family members. As Grandpa drives down the driveway and out of the gate, I say something to him and the RV starts to tilt horribly to the right. I freak out at first, but it just keeps tilting and finally hits the ground on it's side.

Fragment 2: I'm waiting at Grandma's gate with Julie. It's dark outside. A man is walking down the driveway to us. Once he get to us he puts the unlocked lock on the fence and attaches a large camera right next to the lock. I ask him about the camera but he doesn't answer. I already know that it belongs to Grandpa.

Fragment 3: I dreamed about a school. High school.

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Half-Lucid
Lucid
Nightmare

Lights Out

Lights went out all across the world and, it would be good to stay with friends and family, not to wonder off. If you wonder off you could get killed by a monster.

More School Dreams

My Junior year is just around the corner, of course I'm gonna get School Dreams.
I was at school in World Studies, the bell was about to ring but me, my friend Alec and a few others just ditched class.
Then, I walk into a classroom where I have to get Paper. I remember the Freshmen looking at me, I was kind of nervous. I look through a bunch of papers to see if there is any Blank's. I couldn't find any over there so I just dropped the papers, the papers didn't look organized now. I looked in another which were test papers, I saw lots of papers with my name on it, I was thinking I could write on the back of one of these.

But when I turned it around there was stuff written on the back. I go ask the teacher to see if she has any lined paper, she says no.

I'm back in World Studies, everything looks different as if it was a movie that just got rebooted. On the projector screen there was a song, it was kind of stupid. So I lie my head on the table, the song was about lucid dreaming. I was gonna goto sleep so I can Lucid Dream. Hmm...well I'm stupid. I remember waking up in real life, I couldn't feel my hands, I was tired so I would go back to sleep. But I got acid reflux and, I was uncomfortable so I had to get up.

I actually remembered this dream! That's nice, hopefully I remember again tomorrow. You know if I hear anything about Lucid Dreaming from somewhere like TV, Friends, Family, School you know I should reality check next time.

Morning of August 17, 2016. Wednesday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and I seem to be much younger, perhaps both in our twenties, seemingly about the same age. My dream starts (or at least becomes viably discernible) at a point where we are walking out from the Cubitis carport (a common induction point in my childhood and teenage years) about an hour or two before dawn.

We are headed out to the highway area just beyond the big front yard (the original Highway Seventeen) for some reason. I notice that the area is different. Instead of a culvert, the land is elevated about eight feet above the highway (which is an intriguing variation I had never dreamt of before). I notice a few wastebaskets just off the highway, of various sizes and colors, which I consider as belonging to neighbors. I also get the impression that people sometimes sit in the area on the wayside below as an act of socialization.

Zsuzsanna goes north to the area near where Harold’s orange grove started. There is an unusual large light-colored tree growing through a recess (or circular “notch”) in the embankment with its west side open (and facing the highway). Most of the branches (at least those in view) look as if they had been cut off about a foot or so from the trunk. Some of the exposed roots seem to be nearly at the height of the embankment (extending into the recess only) even though the trunk also properly extends from the ground below just off the highway. I do not question this highly unlikely and illogical feature. There is no traffic on the highway during the length of my dream.

After a short time, even though I have no lucidity, I will a television to appear. It is a widescreen television similar to our real one and it faces the house. I tell Zsuzsanna to “watch this” as I manipulate its placement without touching it, using telekinesis to slide it a bit more north. (At no point is anything discernible or considered to be more north of the tree.) There is a sense of puzzlement where I consider that the embankment may have a slope from the ground level below that is horizontally deeper in near the bottom, and if this is the case, there may be people there though unseen, though this does not seem to be the case after a time. I cause the television to float in the air a few times, just past the edge of the embankment, as I contemplate what to do with it.

I eventually start moving my hands in both a vertically and horizontally increasing span (moving my arms about slowly in an arc) as if indicating that the television is getting larger both in its width and height. This actually works and I am amused as I cheerfully ask Zsuzsanna “how is this?” It becomes very large, nearly as big as a movie theater screen (though with the black surface of a television), several times its original size. The detail seems flawless in how it slides and becomes larger, vaguely reminiscent of shutters opening (though not directly rendered as such, though I do get an association of parts of it flopping out from the side as it evenly grows larger though not as if by original design). My dream becomes more and more vivid as I go closer to the tree and the edge of the embankment and I sit down to the left of the tree (south side). It is the only tree visible in the area.

Zsuzsanna starts climbing the tree, but only near embankment height, and she mostly only circles around it, sitting on a truncated (seemingly evenly sawed-off) branch a couple times, while facing the tree. Still, I am concerned that she could slip or fall and I tell her to be careful as I would not want anything to happen. I then use telekinesis to start causing dirt to fill in the recess that the tree is adjacent to, but decide to stop after a short time even though the completion would cause the area to be more stable to walk on (though this is not really logical as in reality there would still be less dirt overall in the area, although there is a sense that I may be creating it as I also mentally move it). Zsuzsanna seems very happy and deriving pleasure from moving about the tree’s circumference (while staying mostly at the embankment height, going neither up or down). I feel a sensual attraction to her as she sits on the truncated branch facing the tree, the scene being somewhat erotic.

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Since 1968, Highway Seventeen (the original name as the stretch is now called Northeast Cubitis Avenue), when featuring as the main setting of a dream (especially in the final segment) causes an absolutely amazing heightened sense of clarity and extremely clear “realistic” detail and vividness. I suspect at least two possible reasons for this. A highway often seems symbolic of the strongest link between dream self and more discernible increasingly active consciousness. I also spent a lot of time (during a period of about eight years) waiting on the wayside for the school bus (as well as getting off there in the afternoon), and so these two factors also can combine to validate this as an augmented liminal space and “arriving home” (waking up) scenario. The fact that I non-lucidly create and manipulate the television (which usually represents a dream within a dream though in contrast also a link to the external real environment) seems to be a very intriguing non-lucid practice of dream manipulation (though many dreams throughout my life, I as my dream-self have also manipulated non-lucidly solely by pretense and nearly subliminal expectation, though this does not always work, as with my recent “Robot Help” dream as an example). Additionally, the television expanding and growing larger is also analogous to my dream becoming more vivid.