non-lucid

Non-lucid but very vivid in details. I was with other people & we were trying to hide from I don't know who but we ended up in this house which was supposed to be my house. We went down hallways & up stairs until we finally reached what I perceived as a dead end. We were in a room. Nothing extraordinary about it or anything, just a bedroom & I didn't feel in dire danger either. Suddenly as I'm realizing it's just me & a couple of people that I don't know. I'm telling them that we are out of options. A man looks at me and smiles a sly smile & opens a doorway out of thin air & we step through. In this room there is a tall room. Very modern & it has a wall of windows. I look out the windows & we are up as high as a skyscraper! He's laughing saying "they won't find us in here". I'm finding that this is in such great detail & incredible I know I must be dreaming but before a lucid adventure could begin, Meesha Cat woke me up.

I was pretty disappointed & tried to go back to sleep to do 2 task of the months but alas no dice.


Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown

I was in the backseat of an SUV with my stepfather driving and my mother in the passenger seat and maybe my little brother next to me. We were on a sandy and rocky beach, the ocean immediately to our right. I told my stepdad that I felt afraid we were too close to the ocean and that I have dreams about him driving like this.

Later:
I had a gun. I was not me. I was going to go next door to a house and [kill???!! idk] 2 young girls. I felt hesitant and afraid and I didn't do it. But I kept thinking I had to go over there.

Then I was on a train, maybe the same person, not me. I needed to go several cars ahead of me, but the train was moving and the sideboards that you were supposed to use were outside of the car, and I was afraid I would fall so I didn't go.

Later:
I was with an old friend whom Ive recently been wondering about in waking life. Some other people were there too. We might have been in a foreign country. We sat at a table at a convenience store/cafe. A man asked us if we wanted anything. At first we all declined, but I saw that I had a box with 3 donuts in it and I decided to order some coffee to go with them. My friend also ordered coffee. Soon after I saw my coffee on the counter near the register with a receipt under it and I walked over and picked it up.

So... I'm back. I haven't been dreaming much lately, as school projects keep me up late and stress keeps my mind blank.

I have had three odd nightmares, though. Nightmares that I wish lucid dreaming could help me overcome... But I still can't manage to replicate my singular lucid from a few months ago.

All of the nightmares have to do with a boy named Trent from my school trying to hurt me or scaring me. I'm hoping that I'll be able to defeat my nightmares and get this DC to leave me be.

In the meantime, any help and advice would be much appreciated. I'm really hoping not to wake up crying or panicked another time this week.

Morning of July 25, 2016. Monday.



I have befriended, as a coworker, Terry O'Quinn (as John Locke on “Lost”). We are volcanologists working in an apparently isolated area, though there is no impending threat at first. Eventually however, I develop some sort of insight into seeing what is to come, though this is more as a typical pretense in somehow subliminally directing my dream (which happens a lot in non-lucid dreams). There are about six or seven in total working in this setting.

I inform them that they all died - though speaking of events about three days from now. They seem a bit wary of my advice that they should leave. They do not want to scrap the study, but I somehow convince them.

Suddenly, at one point as we are walking, we are all in the Cubitis living room. I gaze cautiously at a small bright orange circle (like a shallow hole possibly revealing orange rather than red lava inside) on the knotty pine wall to the right of the hidden door that was there in real life, somehow linked to a light switch in this otherwise dark room. (This is a sunrise metaphor and waking precursor and seemingly symbolizes a desire to somehow see my deceased parents prior to the new day as both my mother and father used that room during different time periods.) There is a sense of electrical energy rather than volcanic and there is no threat, just a sense of awe and curiosity. The others follow my lead willingly. There is an interesting scene of an earthquake but I inform them that there is still time to escape.

There is a scene where Michael Dawson shows up to drive us to the airport. He looks as if he has been badly burned by being close to the eruption, though it is more like an unrealistic type of “burn” where he is more like a shadow made of ash. It is an unusual effect but he seems perfectly fine and is even cheerful.

At a later point I am looking at Terry O'Quinn through the window of a commercial jet airliner that is flying high in the sky (and it seems I somehow phased through the wall of the aircraft I had just been in to do this). He notices me and there is the idea that I am his guardian angel or even his idea of God. He is aware of me and acknowledges my presence in a somewhat cautious but respectful manner.

Finally, there is a bizarre scene where I am looking at the front halves of the heads of all the volcanologists as they are lying on the surface of a table in a medical laboratory. They are slid around almost like dinner plates a couple times. I am trying to work out where the rest of their bodies are though they seem fairly alert and are answering questions and getting examined somehow.

There seems to be a question over how I knew they would have otherwise died. I reveal my ability, which supposedly came from some sort of injection in this same laboratory. A female medical worker seeks to give me another injection to undo my abilities but I cause her to fly backward across the room and against the wall with telekinesis. I am able to fly away as well as to help the volcanologists escape their second possible fate of being lab rats.

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I was in school, at the main hall at first floor. It was a sunny and warm day. With whole class we were waiting for our lesson to begin, it was after the bell rang. Suddenly new head director appeared and started shouting at us and told that lesson should begin soon. With group of few people we escaped to teacher's room, I took a seat while others started turning on computers. After a while a brown haired woman in yellow blouse and jeans appeared. Her hair were arms long and curly, she looked like she was in late twenties. She started lesson with us, but she was paying attention only to one dude who had big troubles in school.

I was in a barn (?) with some other people, hiding from zombies outside. I had a pistol, and I think I was planning on making a run for a nearby building where I had more ammunition stashed. At some point I somehow "damaged" the ammo I had, deformed the bullets so they would no longer fit into the gun. Some of the rounds looked like chess pieces or toy soldiers?

I'm in a RV camper. It's supposed to be my student home, which I share with some others. There's at least 1 girl and then there's the Turkish guy I used to live with in reality. I don't see them, but I have the knowledge that they also live here. I rummage around in the kitchen for a tiny bit, discovering a stash of guitar picks. Are these my friend's? He used to live here. At firs I think the girl has stolen them or something. Then I consider the option that she is also just a guitar player. I start rummaging around in the glove compartment, which is somewhere off to the left side, instead of in the front. My stuff is in here, mostly toiletries. I then notice another person's toothbrush and what not. Damnit. This is my compartment. First I think that it is the Turkish guy. Then I consider that I live on the 1st floor and he lives on the 2nd floor. Why would he stash his stuff down here? Then I consider that it's the new tenant's stuff, who needs to learn who has which space. I get out my toothbrush and my toothpaste (there's about 3 tubes in there now). I have to get an ant off my toothbrush. The camper is driving autonomously. I consider that I should just park it somewhere. I'm not going anywhere specific, so by just driving around it's wasting gas. Mere seconds later, on its own, the camper pulls up to an outdoor rest area where I can shower and brush my teeth. No way! It knew it had to do that? It can do that? I consider that I might be in a dream. I quickly try to insert a finger on my right hand into my left palm. It doesn't go through. Hmm..

This is the first time in quite a long time that this check has failed me.

Dream 1 non-lucid: I found myself in a non-lucid dream in my hometown. They seemed to be under a form of martial law. I had to help deliver a baby which was odd. And the fact that a childhood friend I haven't talked to in quite some time was by my side all along the way. None of the places were actual places in my tiny small hometown, lol. The soldiers were invading an event at the high school & I was being ushered around like I had been beckoned to help everyone. Apparently I got there in time & we ran them off. There were celebrations at this point.

Dream 2-Non-lucid: Oh & this was the dream I couldn't remember yesterday but did recall today. Non-lucid but very bright & vivid. I was in this city with hotels, casinos, eccentric themed shows. Anyway, I was being approached by different kinds of people who wanted me to move there & work. It had a connection to a glamorous casino/hotel I dreamed about before. So I was walking & talking quite a bit in this dream, in restaurants & those other places I mentioned. I noticed a theme going though & didn't want to move there to work. There were many con artists in this dream who were working with other people to make me just another "mark" for these jobs. See, if you took the job you'd have to move there & it was just a vicious cycle of the landlords wanting people who lived basically hand to mouth in the end. You'd make just enough to pay for rent & do your job with a little extra after that but basically you could never move away & are surrounded by people you don't know & can't rely on.

That first dream I think came from listening to stuff about the elections. Someone had mentioned martial law being a possibility if the "elite powers that be" don't think Hillary will win they could invoke martial law after they create something that would allow them to do so.

The second was about my husbands job. They sent out legal documents to all employees by law because they are going to do a mass firing of at least 100 people starting very soon. Just FYI, I used to work there too so I know a lot about how government likes their private businesses run. They make the batteries that goes into the space shuttle, all kinds of weapons, including TOP SECRET ones. The list is extensive & the new buyout was unprecedented. Some one bought all of the plants, not just 1 which happens sometimes. They have already fired a crazy amount of ppl including very smart people. It's a scary scenario.



Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown

Chris and I were on the verge of something. I had found a material in my adventures that I knew had incredible potential, and I gave it to him. For a while we split paths, he studying and myself finding out more about the world around us. We were in some massive complex, a place had had a lot of inside and a lot of people. I met a lot of guys and girls, and my dad was in there working on something as well. Eventually Chris started hitting breakthroughs. We realized the substance was capable of materializing a small, new life form from another dimension or place, we did not know where/what yet. We knew we needed money and peace to finish this out so we did the only rational thing: we joined the games. This was like the hunger games, where men entered and fought with machine guns until the last stood, who would recieve money and a place to conduct their business. Chris and I found a black room with two doors and held it down, killing many. At the end we had won, and everyone congratulated us. Chris went back to his work, and I went to drum us up some fame. I met a girl who blew me away with her beauty, and she was working for my mother on some side project of hers. I went around a lot to hang out with different characters, but this girl would always be there, hanging out or working, at the place that I would go. Just a gift from god. I had lucid sex, which was nice.


Then I returned to the place of the tournament. Some guys who lost had found me and were furious, they wanted to settle the score in person. Instead I took control and beat them into the ground in front of everybody after taking a few blows myself.

I had a second dream later but it has been forgotten.

Dream Signs
Girls
Chris
Fighting
Dad

I've been falling asleep at 10pm lately and I became lucid last night and yesterday. However, somehow my lucidity was lost after recalling the dhl mission. I was like "Ok. Im lucid. I have time to do the dhl mission. Snakes and bat." than just as im going somewhere the lucidity vanishes. Also, I had a deja vu moment today. When I fell asleep at night,just as I was about to wake up I had a false awakening where I woke up and someone had messaged me on youtube about a give away.Than I went back to sleep in the dream and saw myself sleeping and hearing a voice of someone breathing. I was drawing a picture using my imagination to keep calm. After waking up and a few hours passed I got on my youtube channel and saw the message was the same as the dream. My mind replicated the same message I didn't remember seeing in real life. Wow.

*Gonna use a question mark(?) for a things that are hard to remember*

I remember being apart of a group(?) and we were in this sort of camping environment, we were close to an interstate because I remember driving there to escape(?) from something. I also remember going to this dark part of the woods, it had this roof type thing made of leaves and trees , and the ground dipped down into this small puddle. The puddle had leaches or something, but their was a way to get around it. In front of this little forest place, their was this door to a home attached right smackdab in the middle of all this heavy foliage. I remember being in the host but their was a group who was already in their(?) and they were bandits, and killed some of our own(?).

I also remember, very extremely faintly, being in a lucid where I smoked weed. That was it.

I also remember that I was apart of a group (could be attached to the first dream) and we were in a RV now, but me and this one guy was disconnected from the group, but it was okay since we were in this city area now. He went into the tattoo shop I guess for a tattoo(?) and I remember him walking out and the tattoo guy yelling at us for some reason(?). My mom and her friends met up with us and she made me go grocery shopping with her. All I remember.

I took a swig of vodka form a bottle, a drink of some other alcohol, and poured a tiny bit of orange juice into a shot glass and drank it.

Later:
I was in a classroom sitting at a table with some old school friends. They were young teenagers, and I think I was too. Our teacher was my dog's previous Dog Trainer. She mentioned something about shrimp, directed at me, I said I didn't like shrimp. She said I should maybe 'open my mind more.' I was confused but just sat there. A pretty brunette girl walked into the room with another adult/teacher. My friends whispered to themselves and then told me that I would be like that girl if I was nice. I felt hurt, and told them that I had never been purposely mean to them and asked them what had I done to treat them poorly. I decided to get up and leave the classroom.

I went outside of the building and sat on a ledge overlooking the street. I saw a boy from my childhood (dreamt about him not so long ago, but I never think or talk to him in waking life, wonder what he represents?) skateboarding down a hill.

The next day I went back to class after grabbing a lot of books from my locker. At my seat in class there was an attendance slip with a sea foam green ribbon on it that said 'please see Julia.' I knew it was because I had left early yesterday. We had a test on yesterday's material and I knew I wouldn't pass.The teacher seemed concerned and irritated with me, and as I left asked me to please at lest consider going to the event on Saturday. I wasn't sure what she meant.

Thoughts:
I went for over 2 weeks without drinking and decided to buy some wine this weekend. I drank, but didn't enjoy it as much as I previously had and looked forward to the bottle being empty so I could start 'not drinking' again. Obviously still hooked enough to not want to pour it out.

D1 - I am looking at a third person view of a youth with long dark hair and sunglasses is leant against a wall in the dark, it is a split screen view of the same youth sitting in the blinding sunlight.
On one side the youth has made good choices and has good intentions on the other the opposite.
I am trying to choose between the two as they continually add choices.

D2 - In a large wharehouse style Art gallery/ exhibition centre.
The walls are all painted black and the lighting is diffuse from the high ceilings. I am talking with a group of artists but I feel they do not have proper motives and are trying to deceive others. They see me as a threat and I am chased through corridors of the exhibition. Running through the ground floor with windows onto a courtyard, in heavy sun. I run between their artwork, which is being resprayed from nozzles on the ceiling. The artwork is everchanging to create a moving painting, sprayed in a circular fashion.

D3 - At college a student is trying to cash in a credit payment. But is having trouble. I inspect the note and see that it is in fact an record form showing that they infact are not enrolled and owe fees. Everyone else is oivious to qhat the problem is.
I go into a dark room with lots of big old computer screens.

I was vampire, wandering around a town during night. I was involved with something big, vampire hunters and police were on the hunt. I entered a club of some kind, spoke with someone and escaped using backdoor. Then I climbed high up using a pipe and escaped to nearby school. All the people inside were strange zombies with completely red eyes. I sneaked past some of them and ran when detected. I escaped from the school and got to a city, to a hideout in friends house. I met my sister inside, she had facial hair and asked me to help her shave.

Had to get up extra early today to get my grandkids around & gather everything & feed everyone so I told my husband about my dream which was a non-lucid cuz he has a great memory instead of writing a few lines for me to help my recall but I'm exhausted & drawing a blank but I know it wasn't a lucid. Sigh. My own fault.