non-lucid

A friend (I think they were just a dream character, but they might have been Taylor) and I had skipped the past two days in one of our college classes. We were heading there then, and she had a drawing that she had done; it had a whole lot of purple in it, and I think that her hair was purple as well. Before we got to the class one of our classmates caught us and told us that the professor had been wondering where we had been. He had made jokes about where his "girlfriend" was (that was my friend) on the first day, and then on the second day when we were gone he actually started to get worried.

D1 - In a large dinning area with lots of tables with white cloth on with a few people around. The hall was L-shaped with double doors at one end. All the food seemed to be horrible seafood, grey looking creatures. My daughter and I didn't know what to do as they're was nothing palatable to eat. Feeling nausea

D2 - In an apartment feeling calm and peaceful, a warm feeling of tranquility washing over me. There are square windows without frames, it looks like a place I used to live. It is early morning but I am not rushing, I am laughing about something with a friend.
I lay in bed and look at an ipad, it has a function to encode the video I am watching from Irish to English, I laugh at the absuditiy of it, as the people only had a sligh accent LOL.



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I realise I haven't felt like I have a home for a long time. Not having anywhere to call home is not a nice feeling, hence the nausea.

Wellp, I'm back. Again. Yeah, I feel really bad that I've been gone for so long! I've finally decided to try to get back into LDing. It's funny, because, the other night, I was looking at HowToLucid because I just randomly wanted to get back into the subject. The next day, one of my really good friends asked me if I'd hears of Lucid dreaming and then we talked about it for the rest of the day ^^

Aaaaannnyways, I actually recorded my dream!
Here it is!

6~14~16
My dad and I went to a school. For some reason we felt like attacking random people, and I ended up doing it. With a.... marker...? Yeah, I thought that was strange, too. But, anyways, I 'attacked' about a dozen people with an Expo Dry Erase marker. I remember attacking an older girl who I recognize from WL, and have always wanted to befriend. I felt really sorry. I also remember that, in that dream, I explored town and traveled on a public bus. Later, the dream shifted into an almost post-apocalyptic setting. I remember having to hide from my math teacher so I could steal resources/weapons from her. I collected quite a few weapons, and I stored them in a Resident Evil 4 style inventory, where I 'tetrised' things around (although I only remember storing a random sniper rifle). Then I think I woke up and attempted a WILD, but drifted into a nonlucid dream. In this dream, I remember running a shop. Well, it wasn't much of a shop, but I was in one of those barber shop-type buildings. A whole bunch of kids from my school (more specifically, boys) came in and out of the building but literally all they did was sit down. I remember recognizing a guy I share all my classes with IWL. The only thing I really did was wipe off the doorknob, but for some reason it had the same feeling as my previous dreams.

I'm in what I guess is supposed to be Amsterdam, though it doesn't resemble reality at all. I'm somewhere underground with a group of people. It is some kind of excursion. To what seems to be the north is a long, steep road, with a significant amount of water running down from it, as it seems to be currently raining. Because the road is made of asphalt, the water cannot permeate the surface. Somewhere at the end of the road, at the low level, the ground is natural soil, which is soaking up all the water and actually starting to flood. We have nowhere we can go, as we're underground. There is one small square building, not even 2 x 2 metres. The room has a ladder in it, going straight up. I decide to check it out, to see if we can exit from there. At the top is a window through which we'll have to exit, after which we have to exit through another window. They're both very small though. I tell the person in charge that we may be able to exit, but that either a smaller person will have to check it out since I'm too big to fit, or that I will have to break both windows. I have an idea how to prevent floods in the future: trees. The road needs a lot of trees. They will stop the water from running off and will soak it up. The asphalt will have to be removed though.

I was preparing for my vocation exam and then got into a car with my pal and my sister. They have packed back of the car with random stuff. I started driving my car but it felt weird. I realised that it's not my car but rather my another sister's car. I adjusted my seat and drove onward. It was really dark, but I could see buildings and road as if it was bright day - they were surrounded by darkness.

Suddenly I found myself in my school, in front of a classroom where exam would take place. I met many people that I haven't talked with for a long time. A teacher appeared - woman, long dark hair, wearing a gray suit - and told us that it's time for first group to enter. I wasn't signed to that group so I had to wait with few other people. We were waiting and waiting, and the exam didn't ended for their group so we all went out for some time. Then another teacher - a skinny, black haired woman in early forties - appeared and started shouting at us, telling us to get back to school. I recognised her as my previous maths teacher.

Got home from work round 1:30pm. Made some hamburgers then took a nap around 4pm-9pm. Had a cool dream.

DR1
I'm going down an escalator in a mall. Only it's not a mall, but a huge grocery store. Every food type has it's own huge section as big as a whole wing of a mall. I'm walking by the cheese section. There is nobody else there and it feels like it's out of the way. I'm trying to figure out what did cheese do to be sequestered like that, haha. Then I see the Laughing Cow cheese on the shelf and I understand : D

My brother is looking at coconut water in cans. They are green and kinda expensive. He wants to buy some but doesn't want to spend the money. I tell him to buy just one or two then. He says they taste good with vodka, haha.

I go back to get him a few cans, and there are only 3 other customers. All male. I'm kinda worried that if they wanted to do something to me, they could. One of them walks near me with a big pillow in front of him and I wonder if he is hiding an erection. (lol). He is manacing and I get away from there.

DR2
I'm walking through a huge candy store. It's very bright and lots of glass and windows. Everything is very nicely displayed and organized and neat. There is 3 of us. Another female and a child. We are there for this kid who is picking out candy. I see containers of all kinds of cereal I have never seen before in waking life. They were all mouthwatering. I considered getting some, but there were so many kinds. One with strawberry and ssome other frosting looked especially enticing. We come to boxes on the floor that are full of some soft, marshmallow or cotton candy type of thing. I taste it and pick up two bags to buy. It's so good.

(Just before sleep, I ate almost whole bag of candy. Felt bad about it too)

For the past two nights I've made the mistake of charging my phone while sleeping, which has caused me to sleep past my alarms (and also only remember certain parts of my dreams). But here they are anyway:

June 12: There was something about an extremely racist man on a television show about coyotes. Also, I was living with an older man who was possibly my big brother, and my tenth grade history class did come up once or twice.

June 13: I was in a large building that was possibly someone's mansion. I remember that I was cleaning their sink.

Suddenly I was waiting for a train car to arrive on the railing system in a dream world. I looked around and saw people walking about as they did in waking life in similar places. I noticed that there were several tracks leading in different directions in which all the directions seemed to venture out into a similar distance, almost as if they shared the same track but split, if that makes any sense.

This kind of reminds me of my life right now, and how I hold a belief that I have many options or ways to outlook my own life, through meaning and understanding or disdain. I like the first two over the last, except, sometimes I get caught up in my own feelings and I feel like I can fall into an empty void of eternal darkness, and that's just scary, but as time ticks on I am learning to rid myself of fear and old beliefs so I can become one again. Oh, and have better dreams because I have been through quite the dry spell lately.

Dream One- I am outside at a park of some sort with lots of trees and a small creek/river. They were doing some construction work building pathways with square covered resting areas with pagoda roofs. The pathways and resting areas are made of a very light colored wood. I am there with a group, perhaps a class or a tour group? We walk down one of the completed pathways to a pagoda rest area. I rush to sit in the corner of the benches that go around the perimeter of the area. A woman stands in the center of the pagoda talking about something, but I am not listening. Instead I am looking out to my left over the water and just letting my mind wonder. I turn to look at the speaker for a moment to at least feign interest in what she is saying. Suddenly a hand grabs the top of my head and another clamps down over my mouth and someone pulls me back and almost over the rail of the pagoda. My first instinct is to panic, and I let out a muffled cry under the hand on my face for a split second. Then my back touches my grabber's chest and recognition kicks in. It's Kurasawa, I can feel that otherworldly pull in my chest towards him. I relax instantly, and he whispers in my ear something like, "so you missed me?" He releases me and I turn around in my seat to banter back with,"Yeah Jerk, of course I did!" He smiles, and I am insanely happy and relieved to see him free since I still can not remember if I rescued him when I lost lucidity the night before or not. I wake up from all the happy excited feels.

It was a dark, cold night. I've got arrested, though nobody ever told me what I did. After a few days they were moving me to another prison, to a seclusion cell. They were moving me in a huge cage, halfway to new prison we had to stop in front of some building that was a mix of hotel and a school. Police officers had to leave me for a while. I used this moment to escape from the cage, remove handcuffs and get some better clothes. There was a radio nearby, I turned it on and heard that police already knew about my escape. Luckily they didn't knew my appearance. A police officer came closer and asked "Excuse me Sir, what's your name?" I replied "Uhm... Robert Frankowicz." We stood there silent for a moment, then he asked again "What was your name again?" to which I replied "Robert Ziemieniewicz." The officer only made "Ah." and went away, clueless.

I decided to check what's going on around - there was some kind of party in that school, where people I saw before in school were partying. There was also some kind of contest and students were preparing for it. As I was wandering the school, police finally found out who I was. I ran down a hallway, then using backdoor I escaped to nearby grove and run into a city, through dark alleys to a hospital. Time of day changed from night to a warm, summer day. I found a stash I left before, full of deadly weapons. Again, police somehow found out that I'm there. What's more - they sent psychiatrists after me. I took some explosive pasta and spread it all around the hospital while escaping from them. I was desperately looking for detonator, but I couldn't find it, so I ran to a nearby parking and stole a car.

I was driving with really high speed, hearing a voice saying "And so he escaped the police and psychiatrists. For months he was driving recklessly, until one day." I was driving in a city near my home town, still with really high speed. When I was on a curve, the car swinged and hit a street lamp. My perspective changed to third person. I was a black, bald male with green t-shirt and jeans trousers. I got shot out of the car, still holding steering wheel in my hands. I flewn towards another street lamp, which was really elastic. It bended down and shot me back at a metal bar, I hit it with my stomach and started puking blood. Voice said "The hit was so hard that it damaged intestines badly, making him puke out his own blood."

Dream
I remember being outside a large warehouse building, it's a sort of mid-apocalypse world where zombies have slowly begun converting/killing off humans. I was barefoot, and the virus could spread through contact with blood.. I had some on my foot, but the virus wasn't a death penalty. You could contract it and then fight it off, like most viruses. I looked at my feet and swore, I could see my joints browning with some blue veins patching nearing the infected area. I knew had a feeling that I'd be fine, right now there was a more imminent threat. Me and someone else next to me were running.. There were zombies attacking the place, which had previously been zombie-proof. There were others living here too, albeit it was never meant to outlast the apocalypse. We sprinted into the warehouse passing a few other people carrying food out the way we came. We didn't warn them, it was survival of the fittest... We ran up some metal grate stairs and kept on running, I don't remember anything else.

It’s daytime. I’ve just arrived at an important government office of the Netherlands in NYC. It’s some type of diplomatic post. I am going to do an internship here. The prime minister of the Netherlands is standing there, waiting to welcome me. Wow. Does he do this for every intern? He must be superbusy then. He’s standing close by 2 black motorcycles. The outside area is very spacious. We start walking, together with 2 other men, who are a bit to our left and a few steps in front. I take a good look at the shoulder area of their suits. Supposedly high quality, but it is odd. The seams don’t match up with the bodies of the men.

Inside the building, I see several areas. We’re in an open area with a nearly circular bench. Some people are being dragged away. They have been refused.. citizenship perhaps? There’s something about that bench though. It’s a free area, as in you’ll be ok as long as you’re there. Somewhere else I see some people walking down some stairs. There’s a banner on the balustrade which indicates that they were having language classes. From an Eastern European language to English. To English? I get that the demand for Dutch is not that high, but this is a Dutch consulate or whatever.

I’m not sure if I’m actually present, or just observing. The prime minister is sitting at a small, square lunch table. Across him is a Eastern European woman. She’s seated with her back against the wall. She’s asking for her salary to be transferred to her in Indonesian Rupiah. Right now she is spending a big amount of money converting her money every time. I consider for a moment that it doesn’t make much sense for her to want Rupiah. The prime minister is giving evasive answers as first and finally decides that, no, he cannot agree to that. The finances are not there to do so. He comes to this decision mere seconds after a white guy in a suit comes and whispers something in his ear. At some point I have a close look at the PM’s face. He doesn’t look exactly the same. This is a tv show after all, and this would be an actor. Or have they managed to get the actual PM to cooperate on this? He mentions to the woman that the money just isn’t there. Right now there’s more important stuff going on. He points to a plane that has crashed behind him. It’s from a Surinam airline, suggesting that as a former coloniser, the Netherlands should help out.

There’s something with a motorcycle/scooter crew. They’re racing like madmen through the streets, towards an emergency related to the Dutch consulate, or something similar. Some men go down, but this is so important that the others don’t even stop to help. I see the bikes from the back for a moment. No plates. It would be much easier to give them Dutch consular plates for immunity, right? I see the scene happening at least 2 times. It looks very well directed. Awesome.

The Dutch PM is talking to a woman, who’s pissed him off. It causes him to throw his phone away. I see this happening from above. He sure managed to throw his phone freaking high. And then also quite far. It’s flying over a house and a grass field in slo-mo. There’s something attached to his phone, something like a tiny souvenir. The phone ends up in a small pond. It floats for a few seconds, then he gets an incoming call and it sinks to the bottom. I’m thinking that this scene doesn’t make much sense, because they used what seems like an Xperia Z for this scene, which is waterproof against fresh water, thus diminishing the impact of this scene.

I end up playing basketball against a woman, one on one on a small court. I’m dominating cause I have a height advantage. I can nearly dunk the ball.

Slept 3.5 hrs in the afternoon 3pm-6:30pm. Went to bed around 10pm-3:30am.

So this was weird. I woke up from a nightmare, fell back asleep, only to have another one with same theme and sensations, only different setting. And then another one. All were long and detailed. Maybe it was too cold in my room. It was overcast and even started to sprinkle, but I already put away my comforter and have only 2 sheets and a blanket which I normally just kick to the side then dream about being in cold bath and stuff like that.

1)
I'm alone in my parents house. It's at night, they are on their way home. Some weird things are happening, or at least I anticipate them. Then the TV in another room turns itself on. I go to shut it off acting all tough and pretending I'm not scared. Something else happens with the door.

I go out to the hallway and I hear my parents are already downstairs talking to my aunt.

2)
This was really unusual. We went to someone's house. Those 3 people are suddenly telling us that they are gonna scare us for some reason. They transform into monsters. I'm not scared and I think this is not for real, because they told us and we seen them transform, they can't expect us to actually be scared.

But the situation is weird and I feel threatened, but I know I am safe. Those 3 monsters which are humanoid forms with scary masks on their faces that changed into real things, are now advancing towards us. I keep telling them something while backing away.

They point to the ceiling and I see large white ceilling speakers that slowly come out of the wall. They start playing some sound or music. It's loud and I hear those 3 saying that it's some kind of low frequency sound that's suppose to be terrifying on some prehistoric level. I know it and I'm shaking and scared despite knowing that I'm not scared. It's more like a physical reaction to the sound.

I somehow get away from them and come to the front door. I start writing 911 on the glass in hopes that pedestrians will see it and call help. I see some woman looking at me and at the same time I get an image of how she sees me. It's a fake image of something else, not me. The people inside of the "monster" house are camuflaging the inside, so people can't see what's really happening. I'm having hard time writing the numbers as I feel they could change or I can't really write them, but I can and I do, and they don't change.

I had 3 dreams. Non-lucid: The first I woke up from & fell right back into it but it changed somewhat in the middle. Chaining/DILD/WILD. I was on a ship & there were these thieves or bandits. There were a lot of people though like this was a luxury ship yet not a cruise ship. It was like I knew a man in the first & in the second. Same man but I just couldn't tell how I knew him. Woke up to feed Meesha & fell back into this ship dream again. The details weren't all that interesting it just had cargo & some animals & people talking about theft. The man was the focus for me just because I couldn't figure out how I knew him. 3 dreams with the same theme was unusual though.

Throw back from LD4All website.

The one place I've always wanted to go. Venice!

PostPosted: Thu 24 Mar, 2016 in LD4ALL:

WBTB Method. When my cat woke me up I used it! I tried my back first but then I turned on my stomach cuz I have spinal issues & it hurts. Took my Meds, smoked a cig, used the bathroom, fed my cat, read about lucid. Then I thought about Venice because I've always wanted to go & wanted it for a destination in my LD. And I suddenly remembered how much I slept when I was a child. I loved to dream. I had a traumatic childhood & I'd suppressed this. I did my meditation & before long I was having a dream about my childhood friends & then it happened! I was on a staircase in the dream & then my friends were gone & I was outside. It was beautiful! The most vibrant colors I've ever seen even in real life & I was on street in Venice! And then I knew it. I knew I was Lucid Dreaming & I consciously opened my eyes. Lots & lots of ppl & color. And can't say enough sbout the color! I could run really fast & I tried to push past some ppl who weren't happy about that & I knew I shouldn't do that so I flew over them, just like that! Easy peezy. And then I woke up... Talk about a rush! ... And I feel refreshed. Like I did a work out & just feel all kinds of happy! I hope it counts cuz that's where I wanted to go.


I mention this one because I always wondered why it was so incredibly different than most of the others I've had since. I meditated & did the flip. At least that's what I call it when you are laying there meditating & you go straight from awake into either a lucid dream state or AP state or at least sleep paralysis. I opened my eyes because I could see through my eyelids & it felt so different like I actually went somewhere. I went from meditating to being in Venice where it looked like Mardi-gras. I've always been fascinated by Venice but not once have I ever seen the festivals that actually exist in Venice which exactly like Mardi Gras. This had details that were extremely vibrant & all the details were very intricate. I remember it just as I would if I had taken a trip there on a vacation. Very Memorable.

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

I was part of USS Voyager crew- I don't know who, but I was bridge officer. We discussed how to go faster back to Earth. Seven of Nine had an idea. She showed us map where she added trans-warp corridor Borg were using. All that was needed was to adjust our deflector while flying at warp to "hack" into that corridor.
We tried to do so... And indeed the warp changed and we were flying super-fast as indicated on map of galaxy.
But then the Borg hailed us: You are using our corridor. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.
I teleported out of ship letting it to fly back home and I stood in front of Borg cube: The futility is irrelevant! and with blinding flash I banished them.
After light faded I found that I also changed the position... And I was only point of consciousness, I had no physical body. And I saw galaxies all around. Some of them spiral and elliptical, but I saw irregular galaxies further away. I was floating for short time, considering possibilities.
I thought... I need to find my way back to my body, otherwise it will die and I will never come back to my family... I looked around trying to identify galaxies, trying to determine which one is my home galaxy. It was strange, I started to see names and numbers on lower right side in red digital alfabet. Abell xxxx where xxxx was number. I couldn't find where the Milky Way galaxy is. I thought: Lets the body die, I don't need it if I can exist this way.
I took course and I flew, faster and faster, further and further. objects I was seeing were going to redder and redder and more and more irregular. They also dimmed the further I flew... The universe started to glow as I accelerated further... and I found myself back in my body, woken in my bed.

Remarks:
I looked on internet for names of galaxies and there are many galactic clusters named Abell. If that what I was seeing was galaxy cluster it would explain irregularities... and also why I didn't see my home galaxy. I probably read about it sometime in past but I don't remember when.
Galaxies going redder... hmmm those old galaxies emerged long time ago... maybe only red dwarf stars remained in them.