non-lucid

6.45 Lots of things going on in my head....I feel I'm waking up....I say to myself: "Remember it all", but it slips away I lie still for a while, the only thing that stays is: writing something down. Like the day before yesterday... (maybe it is "writing down my dreams"???????)

Hi everyone,

I had a dream last night that I remembered..! The first one in a long time..!

It was set during a zombie apocalypse! I was at my old secondary school, when the zombie invasion began. We were split into groups, and sent on our way. I remember being with a few other students, none of them were familiar from my old school days.

We were given these weapons, which had to charge up before firing. However no matter how much we charged the weapons they wouldn't fire. We quickly became aware that we were tricked by the one who sent us, and that we'd be the first that the zombies overwhelmed. I turned to the students I was with, explaining my thoughts to them about this fool's errands, and they agreed.

I took charge of the group, and we went back inside the school as we began to have a look around for weapons, or hideouts. Anything that would aid us in this zombie invasion..! While we walked and searched we found other students who quickly began to follow us as well.

I remember before the dream ended we found a base, and there was one student there who was an excellent cook. However they seemed to have cut the meat from dead zombies, and was trying to feed it to us all for some reason..!

Then I woke up!
It was a shame because I was really enjoying it.. xDD!!

Fragment: Something to do with the Avatar episode "The Fourtneteller"

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Anxiety dream. I was in my college class, and I had to do some kind of presentation in front of the class. I remember I didn't have it/the file was corrupted. Some of the other students (I feel like there was two of every student in the class.) and they all started laughing at me for not having done the project that had been due all semester.

For whatever reason, I decided to pretend to faint. I fell down on the floor and all of the duplicates of the students started kicking me. Supposedly they were dickhead duplicates, like manifestations of all the classmates' evil sides.

...

The dream repeated, only this time, instead of it being a missing/corrupted file, it was because my computer had been dropped/broken. I remember looking at the broken computer and remembering that that was a dream sign. (I listened to my dream signs recording right before bed.) But for whatever reason, no lucidity.

This time, I remember that when I pretended to faint, everyone put me on a glass table. I was afraid I might fall through the table and get cut by broken glass.

I woke up at about 5:00 to go pee and went back to bed hoping for a lucid. I woke up agian at about 6:30 very briefly. I don't remember if this dream happened in the 5:00-6:30 block of sleep or the last block of sleep after 6:30 to about 7:50

I remember it was a dream about Manei. She was the only character present, and I was simply observing her. She was in this abandoned city and she decided to go to the library and since the city was abandoned, they would have copies of her favorite books that she could take and keep for herself. I think Tom Sawyer was the one she wanted to get, but I don't remember.

She walked in and found the book, but when she turned to walk back out, the library had changed the entrance was no longer there. She looked around for the entrance for awhile, but eventually figured she had gotten lost. She took a paper and pen from a desk and drew a map, but eventually she figured the library must be changing because when she re-visisted old locations they were different.

Instead she decided to just head in one direction and eventually she would find and exit. She walked for awhile and found that the library got darker the deeper she went. She had her torches with her and used that to create light. Eventually she came across this huge cavernous room. (Like miles across, there were clouds and an entire landscape in it and everything.) Parts of the landscape were bookshelves overgrown and rotting with vines and trees while others were completely organic.

But in order to get down to the floor of the cavern room (it was this huge drop-off from where she was) she had to take a detour. I remember then Tom Saywer approached on his raft. This was where the mystery of the library had been answered, that apparently characters from books were coming to life and the reason the library was so big was because it needed space for all the book characters. She rode with Tom on his raft for awhile. I remember he played songs with a banjo to keep her entertained, but when they got to the destination, Tom tried to charge her by making her give up her golden necklace and she wouldn't do it, so she swam to shore to get away from him.

Then she was like in this warehouse room. I remember there was like an old forklift with an oak sapling growing out of it and glowing mushrooms and roots everywhere. This evil librarian lady showed up. Apparently she was the librarian before the city was abandoned and her eternal sleep had been disturbed. I remember she had a skeleton body, but there were two smaller ribcages on her shoulders that apparently had belong to the library assistants,and a zombie librarian head with empty glasses frames.

She ran and tried to hide behind a stone pillar. The librarian walked past her and was about to go away when her stomach growled and it gave her away. She tried to project fire from her torches to fight the monster but apparently they didn't work when she was hungry.

She ran away again and fell down this hole into an underground lake. She was in the big cavern room now and swam to the shore where the roof and caved in and there was some grass and apple trees.

I really feel like the whole dream was referencing alice in wonderland or the wizard of oz in some way.

The apple she picked had a realistic human mouth and said: "Hey, whatever you do to me, I'm gonna do to you!" another apple that was still on the tree started talking. "Yeah, leave the poor kid alone!" She screamed and threw the apple away.

The last thing I remember was a mushroom guy with no arms and an elephant trunk came up to her and said something about eating him, but Manei wouldn't do it because she didn't like mushrooms. The mushroom said that if Manei didn't eat her she would be in trouble. A giant grasshopper monster then came and started chasing her. I think it was later revealed that the grasshopper was the lieutenant of the librarian lady and was also hungry and wanted to eat her. There was some dialogue between Manei, an apple and the 30 foot grasshopper about how there was a food chain, but the apple was the only one that wasn't hungry, therefore he was the one who was the most successful.

I became 'lucid' here and decided I wanted to help her out. (I don't really know how to describe it, because I became aware that what was going on was a story that my mind was creating, but for some reason, I didn't think of it as a proper lucid dream because I wasn't a first person character. I just remember thinking of my recording that reminds me that Dream Guide should equal Instant lucid.) I was somehow able to talk to her, and I had to get her out. But because it was a story that had to end it in a way that made sense. So I instructed her to use pages from books to make a giant paper airplane and fly out a hole in the roof. This actually worked, and when she got out there was a third-person version of myself as well as Alduir.

When she got out, "I" Hugged her then proceeded to scold her for not eating well and taking care of herself. Maybe I was just cranky because she got to have a much more interesting experience/dream/story than I did. Then she realized she forgot to get the tom sawyer book.

Frag (x1=0.5)
Dream (x2=2)
WBTB (x1 =2)
DILD... I guess it counts. (x1=10)

Total: 14.5

Was trying to put my dog in a small fan like thing outside. Darn it.

Not sure why but now I'm thinking of a white Oldsmobile with the 5.7 Diesel. Did this even show up in-dream?

Was outside and saw people playing Poker on a long table in a room and passed it by. No one saw me. I may know at least one person who was in there.

Took my Lyre pendant out of a box in an empty grave in a crypt. Somehow later was in another Crypt room which had the body of the one who was supposed to be in the empty slot, but this was directly east of the other one ("Stillwall shows the way", as in that Scooby Doo episode with "The Headless Spectre".) Was thinking I wanted to get out "before something (unrecalled) happens" and opened door. The door across the hallway was open and I saw either someone or some skeleton (not sure which) at a tea party table I believe with dolls around her. I did see a person in that seat then, and after that saw (with her back to me and facing a window, was it the same person at this point?) someone turning into a Wookie. My wake up call popped up then.

4-18-2016
I was at school where they were having some kind of convention that was largely League of Legends based. There were also challenger players from other countries there. I was talking to one such person, he was Asian,and he spoke perfect English. He asked if I had a twitch account. I told him I don't bother with things like that I'm a very casual player. Some severe weather seems to be coming in and buses are at the school ready to pick everyone up but there doesn't seem to be enough so everyone is rushing to get to a bus or to a friend with a car. I try first to see if an acquaintance there has room in his car to take me with him, he doesn't. So I go to where the last unfilled buses are. In front of a bus for the handicapped is a bus that is just about full, a girl gets on first, then I do and the last bus is at maximum capacity. At some point a bus cuts a corner to sharp and goes over a small stream, luckily it makes it over somehow by driving on a log that I just happened to put there earlier myself. Realistically that log wouldn't have held a fraction of the buses weight. I see that there are downed trees, branches, and leaves everywhere, so I guess a hurricane must have come near by. The destruction looked familiar enough. We are approaching my stop but we have to detour do to downed trees or something. I was close enough that I could easily just get off and walk from there, but I was in no rush to get home. If something went wrong along the way I felt I was the best equipped to help or at the very least I was the strongest since most people there were physically their 9th grade selves and I was my adult self or perhaps just retained my adult strength, also there was a girl there who was cute.

First fragment

I was working on a map for Heroes of Might and Magic III, placing objects on adventure map and then testing it out.

Second fragment

Some blurred nightmare moments caused by a creepy, strange noise I heard when I was in toilet, before going to my bed (certainly not a false awakening).

LD - shapeshifting + ToTM Advanced Task I

Cloudy morning in a city, it was raining. I was walking on a sidewalk with my younger sister, there was a construction site nearby. I stopped, turned round to her and said "It's a dream, you can unfurl your fins like a bird and fly away!" (common joke in my family is that my younger sister is a fish woman...) She flied up in the sky. I decided to fly into construction site, and then recalled ToTM Advanced task I - draining a colour out of an object. There was a fence with brown painted metal railings. I thought about draining the colour then touched it with my index finger, watching as the colour flows into it. From brown it turned into a pale railing. Looking at my finger I saw that it didn't changed it's colour. I wonder where it have gone, so I pointed at the ground far away from me and then to another point, and a brown line appeared, then vanished after a while.

After completing the ToTM task I recalled my current lucid goal - shapeshifting. I thought "I'll need a mirror." and one just popped up on top of a steel beam close to me. Using my shapeshifting technique (looking at the mirror, turning back thinking into what I'll change, looking back at the mirror) I managed to change only my clothes. Only once I changed into some kind of a soldier wearing a white robotic armor with a white helmet that had a black, rectangular visor. The visor was cut in the corners. I was holding an assault rifle in my hands. I made a nose plug RT, it was succesfull.

I realized that to have more control over changing I must have a mirror placed that I won't see it while turning back (I still could see that one with a corner of my eye). I thought "More mirrors." and two more popped up in different places - one on the bottom of a beam and another on it's side. I've chosen the one on the side and continued to change. First I turned into a policeman, then I decided to turn into a female (somehow it's a bit hard to stabilise dream when doing this, so I wanted to train it a bit). First I turned into an ugly police woman - I had somehow distorted face with elongated chin and small eyes. Then I changed into a better looking one. Turning back from the mirror, I was able to only make one step back from the mirror as everything turned black. I managed to hold on in the dream and appeared back on the sidewalk close to construction site.

Spoiler for Sex time:

I couldn't recally anything better to do, so I summoned a few lesbian DC's to check some capabilities of my new body. One of them had a strap-on toy. She started with anal, but dream was slowly fading away. My body changed back to normal and everything went black.

I woke up.

Second dream

With a bunch of other random DC's I was closed in Auschwitz, a Nazi German death camp. We were in a bit more favorable situation, as we were designated for medical courses instead of death chambers or really hard work. We were thinking how we could escape from there, having a plan to destroy their energy lines and go out. A nazi general appeared and to tell us about rules here and then went away. Suddenly forces of Allies started to drop bombs on the camp. I decided to run for it and jumped out of the camp through a bombed fence. Soldiers shot to me, I got hit a few times but I was still going on, jumping down the trenches and escaping. I found a rifle, so I could shoot to soldiers and run away.

I'm in a house I do not know, but it is where I live. I'm with other people and my mother (deceased) as well. A young man comes to visit us. Then he becomes a very annoying person, he is continually disturbing me. I try to throw him from the house and even get him out, he returns again and this time it's overwhelming, it sticks to me (I start to feel overwhelmed and on the verge of nightmare). Finally, I make an effort of will and get him out of the house. My mother tries to calm me.

My dreams usually hard to recall the second night after going to sleep late, it was still a cool dream from what I can remember.

Dream
I recall being in a warehouse building, it was quite big and there was some emergency going on. I get the impression that we (me and whatever faction I was with) were on the defense. At some point I remember grabbing an automatic rifle from a weapon rack. There was a large space rocket in the building, we hopped inside and launched it. I remember the power of the engine propelling us up, it was really intense. The building was collapsing all around us as we shot up, the ship then tilted and started navigating around the falling debris. We just managed to duck out of the building and into the open sky, and then had to pull straight up to avoid a tall wall or something. Because we were going up at too extreme of an angle, the ships engine sputtered and stop, at this point the spaceship is now a helicopter instead. The helicopter blades stop spinning and the it starts to free fall. There's massive panic, we're trying desperately to start the engine, but it's a damn helicopter, even if we do will it stop the fall?!?! Right before we hit the ground the blades spin into action, instantly the helicopter slows and then shoots off forward in a very non-helicopter-like fashion.

17/4/16 (I had some really vivid and epic dreams last night )
Dream 1: I was in a minecraft world, similar to a map played on by youtubers which my brother tells me about. I fly around the map to look at all the stuff there and I see an area which he had pointed out for myself. I then check out a guys base and then play hide and seek for a bit with someone else.

Dream 2: I was a giant dragon, head of the tribe of dragons but my leadership was under threat. A rival dragon, huge and jet black, was leading a mutiny against me, and I had begun fearing for my life. I was near my house I believe when A swarm of smaller dragons appeared out of nowhere and rushed me. I heard a deep roar from the distance and new my nemesis was coming, so fighting off the smaller dragons was hopeless, so I took flight instead. I soared up into the sky; a few of the smaller dragons tried to follow me but my size enabled me to fly higher and faster than any of them, any of them except for the black dragon, who I could see on the horizon. I flew nearly up to the stratosphere and travelled to a refuge, or more likely a battleground as the black dragon was following me. After a while I landed in the backyard of my old house, exhausted, and a few seconds later the black dragon dropped down beside me. He and I exchanged a few words, about betrayal, violence and acceptance. I knew I was too tired to attempt to fight him, so I resigned myself to my fate. Instead of killing me though, like I thought he would, he instead shrunk me down, either to a tiny dragon size or a large human size (I was still around 8 feet tall). I was surprised, and looked at him only to discover a tear in his eye. "I need you" he said, revealing his true feelings for the first time, "I hold you in deep respect, and I need your advice. I want you to be my general." I was shocked by his generosity and humility, so I graciously accepted his offer. After this moment a small dragon arrived out of breath, acting as a messenger for the other dragons. "Tell them that this has been resolved, peacefully", the black dragon rumbled to the messenger, and as the messenger flapped away he turned to me and smiled. "friend", he finished.

Dream 3: I was in a house with about 3 or 4 other people, all of whom were activists for Bernie Sanders. We were cleaning up the house and preparing to leave, sensing something bad was going to befall us, when a few black vans appeared in the driveway. People in suits from the banks appeared out of them and strode towards the door. They pulled out their guns and we all ducked for cover. A couple of us fell to them immediately while the other two tried to fight them off. They killed a few but then were forced to retreat. We all hid in various parts of the room as they swept through, playing dead or simply hiding from sight. Eventually they left without finding any of us, so we all breathed a sigh of relief that the three of us had survived. In the aftermath we were sure that it was Hillary Clinton who had organised these hits, trying to stop us from voting. We slept overnight and then we woke up in the morning. I went outside with one of the guys to get the newspaper, but we saw a few lights flash as soon as we stepped outside. I pulled us back inside and just in time, as the front of the door was sprayed in bullets. We tried to escape out the back, but I don't know what happened after that.

Dream 4: I was in a large chamber with several totems with runes carved into them. Some crazy sorcerer summoned a storm dragon which he told me I had to defeat to prove my worth. I ran around the room, looking at all the runes, until I found a set which taught me a shout (skyrim). It was a cyclone shout, which I used against the dragon to buffet it away and create openings for my sword.

Fragment: Some kind of sexy time.

Fragment: Feedback from one of my lecturers about revision questions.

I'm walking underneath a tree, its a willow tree I think. Theres a bench behind the tree and a Donnovan is staring at the ground. I remember feeling as if I'm being pulled from the dream. I try to anchor myself and succeed. Although I feel more like a ghost in the dream vs actually being there. Donnovan gets up and walks over to where I'm standing by the tree. He stops in front of me. He seems to be focusing on something, then he looks up and I can feel myself being pulled to him. Then I get this intense feeling, like whenever you try to breath but your heart is beating so fast that your body won't let you take a deep enough breath. Anyways, everything goes black and I sit there in the darkness.

Ritual: I've had a bit of a dry spell lately, and even worse than the lack of lucid dreams has been the sensation of diminished overall awareness: my sleep lately has been distressingly ordinary. I'm still waking up frequently during the night, but now I can't even tell what time it is—usually I can guess accurately within ten minutes or so. When sleeping properly I always wake up a few minutes before my alarm, no matter what time I set it for, but lately the alarm has been waking me. I've been having an ordinary number of dreams, but they too are lacking even in rudimentary awareness. In the past, stressful periods at work have boosted my LDing, but I feel like maybe I'm getting a bit burnt out, so I've started using sleep as a form of escapism, instead of an opportunity for more interesting kinds of work. I've become a lazy sleeper!

Probably because of this lack of awareness, this time even when I started wondering if I was really dreaming, I continued to find the environment and events extremely persuasive and followed the plotline to its end. Only then did I take the time to deliberately RC. The only aspect of this that isn't disappointing is the fact that, once having noted I might be dreaming, I did manage to hold that thought and then come back to it, instead of just forgetting. I also felt as though my rational mind was functioning well in the way it recognized the dream sign, something that hasn't always been reliable.

The dream plot was based on waking life residue. Last night (in WL) around 1:30am we heard the sound of someone going through our trash bins outside the house, even though the bins are through a gate which, although it has no lock, clearly demonstrates a property boundary. Unfortunately there is no window through which to observe that area, and by the time I went out with a flashlight the person was gone.

The same thing happened in the dream, except that the person had left behind bags of newspapers, and I was worried they might contain criminal evidence. I wasn't sure if I should call the police, as I had already moved some of the bags, so my prints were now on them too. There were many more minor details and events that would only be tedious to record here, so I'll skip them.

Later the garbage-pickers come back, and I realize I can see them if I get the right angle through a window (not true in RL). I want to take pictures for evidence, but I have trouble pulling up the camera on my phone, normally a very simple operation. Even when I do get the camera working, it is too zoomed in and I can't frame the shot properly. I recognize these technical difficulties as dream signs, but at the moment I'm too caught up in events to RC.

The garbage-pickers leave before I can get a good shot, so I go around the front of the house for another try. The camera is still giving me trouble, and once again I notice how much it resembles a dream sign, even though this doesn't feel like a dream. After a few more minor incidents that plotline wraps up, and I now realize that I can give my full attention to checking whether or not I am dreaming. Everything has felt very real and convincing, but I know well how little that sensation can be trusted.

I jump... inconclusive. I came down quickly enough, but the jumping itself felt easier than I think it should, as though I am not lifting my full body weight. I jump a couple more times, trying to draw out the moment at the apex. It might actually be lengthening as I focus on it. My suspicion grows, I jump a bit more, and then sure enough, I find that I can pause at the top, hovering in the air. That clinches it. It was a dream all along.

What now? It's been so long since I've been lucid that I just want to explore and enjoy the environment. I look out the glass wall of the living room and see an expanse of snowy fields and pine forest stretching to a distant low mountain, utterly unlike the RL scenery. I feel satisfied with this prospect, so I fly through the glass without hesitation and start soaring over the landscape, looking down and enjoying the clarity of visual detail. I'm reminded of a recent conversation with a WL friend who also turned out to be an LDer, who mentioned that he prefers not to do tasks but would rather just fly around and enjoy the environment. Today that feels just fine.

I fly to the top of the mountain and land, hoping to explore on foot. There is a problem with scale, however: I am huge in relation to the mountain. My feet cover its entire upper surface. I take off into the air again, hoping I didn't crush too many trees and little creatures. The distorted scale now makes everything feel artificial, and the dream destabilizes. I exert will to remain in the dream state as it deconstructs, and for a moment I find myself flying through a black boundless space marked with thin white lines running horizontally and vertically in three dimensions. It strongly resembles the conception of virtual space in the movie Tron. I recognize that this is unconstructed dream space, and try not to let it disconcert me that the dream has faded, and I feel very close to being awake... I remind myself that if I should be able to enter a new scene if I can just be patient and maybe suggest something.

I'm trying to stay relaxed, so I imagine lying in a bath of warm water. This makes me realize that my flying feels like swimming so I use the idea. I am swimming underwater in a pool of water that is no different from my body temperature—that's why I don't feel it. And of course I can breathe underwater, because why not? These thoughts in mind, I now think I can see the glimmering underside of the water's surface just above my head, so I fly up and break it, preparing to find myself in a new scene. I notice how seamlessly my breathing remains the same as I transition from breathing water to air, and again this feels too artificial for my liking, but I try not to let it disrupt the dream.

I am in an empty tiled space containing a pool. The lining of the pool is made of identical square beige tiles as the walkway around it and the low walls bounding the space. It appears to be outdoor because the walls don't go up all the way, but there is no impression of any surrounding environment, much less sky or weather. It is still very vague and plain and artificial; perhaps it could be described as "semi-constructed dream space." I look around for something notable, perhaps a DC, and I begin to hear music. It is a simple melody on a plucked string instrument, like a medieval lute. I don't see anyone else, but vision isn't perfect now, so I keep listening and looking. The song ends, and a woman's voice says, "Thanks, I really enjoyed this one song." There is a kind of parenthetical remark appended to the sentence in the same voice that I perceive simultaneously, though I don't seem to "hear" it as literally as the words just spoken. The parenthetical remark is: "...after a moment's reflection." In ordinary text one could write it as:

"Thanks, I really enjoyed this one song (after a moment's reflection)."

But that wouldn't quite convey the effect that the parenthetical part was not spoken aloud, and that it had a kind of simultaneity with the statement itself.

Feeling confident that I will momentary see the singer, I keep looking around... and feel paws on my face, my real face. The cat has chosen just this moment to come back to bed, waking me. Damn!

I had been put in Quarantine by the government because I had been diagnosed with a disease that caused your eyeball to sweat. I remember I only had it in one eye.

Apparently the disease could only affect five people at any one time, Teens/Young Adults. (I'm 20 and I was on the older end of people who got it.) But it made you very dangerous to the people around you because although the eyeball sweat wasn't toxic to you, it was violently poisonous to anyone else. They took me to a secret government facility underground that was basically like a house with five rooms. A central kitchen/living room area and five separate personal bed/bathrooms.

When I got there, I learned that every year, one of the five random people who has the disease will transfer it randomly to someone else in the world and lose it themselves. I was the new person who had come in and the person going out was leaving after having had it for three years.

I remember then the government guys took me down and showed me to my accommodations deep underground. They would come in hazmat suits, bring us food and the likes. I remember one of them taped a ping-pong ball onto my left eye. A you girl, about 6, told me it was alright to take it off, so I did. She started reading to me from a children's book.

She read to me something. I swear I looked at the book and it said: Roses are Red, Violets are blue. A lucid dreamer is you. But I didn't become lucid though. Instead I opened up my laptop and lost a dream.

-WBTB-

I did a few RCs.

A fragment, something to do with my animation project that is due tomorrow.

NLD +1
Frag +0.5
WBTB Fail +2

Total: 4.5

April 17, 2016- 4:30 am

Dream #1: I was in this specialty tourist shop. It was decorated in true beach colors of coral & peach. It was surrounded by what I first thought were mountains but turned out to be giant hills located off the shores of some ocean. My dream family owned this place. (no real life family in this dream) The theme here was like a tourist shop but it had high end art that our family had made, too. Which also stayed true to the beach theme. It was actually quite detailed, which still surprises me when I get that in a NLD. My sister was asking me "Hey, do you remember that small shark themed piece that mom did?" Then she was irritated that I didn't remember it. She said we should go to our other shop & ask our dad about it. So we went there. We didn't travel or anything. We just walked down an isle and were there! Boy wouldn't that save on gas, lol. This is the first time I really contemplated travel like this w/ someone else. Even in the dream I started thinking it was odd.... So we got to our other shop which was basically identical to the other one. Our dad was there & she asked him if he remembered it & he found it. It was about the size of a kids ant farm but it was just as she said, shark themed w/ shells & sand & stuff in a frame under glass.... At this point I realize why she is frustrated. She mentions that our mother died & apparently this was one of the last thing she had made....... This dream was starting to take a turn towards being lucid when I started realized how we had traveled but Meesha strikes again & woke me up. I want to close the door but the last time I did that she payed me back by pottying somewhere other than outside or in her litter box. She has her own door so she can come & go as she pleases.

Dream #2: (I will explain after I tell my dream) This dream was dramatically different! This has my real life family in it. In the dream it was basically a power struggle of sorts. It was my sister Dena & my aunt Lana were trying to get me to talk to my grandma Daisy. It was a big power struggle. This crazy dynamic went on & on in some house around a counter that was actually in Crazy Daisy's house when I was growing up. It looks exactly like a diner counter w/ the Formica counter tops, including the extra shelf like counter above it. You'd have to look it up, I can't really explain it better than that. So anyway, here she comes. Crazy Daisy. She is now in my dream & is trying to manipulate me once again. But I won't let her. I'm very firm w/ her & don't stoop to anyone's level. I'm just solid w/ my answers & don't allow them to wear me down... I choose to opt out of this dream & just wake up... ...


Details: My grandma Daisy, who is my mom's mother. (I call her Crazy Daisy). She is still alive & I refuse to talk to her because she is a terrible human being & I choose to not have anything to do w/ her. I watched how she disrespected my grandfather when he was alive & she tortured my mother which affected my relationship w/ my mother when I was a kid & was going through a serious trauma in my life... My mom & I are all good now... It should be noted that this woman was also very mean to me as a child.... I would have to go to her house many times a yr & it was pure torture. My mother's youngest sister is a couple of weeks older than me. Her name is Jill... This created a strange family dynamic. So when I'd go there, Crazy Daisy would tell me all about her prodigy prim & proper daughter & how I she was so much better than me, it was quite the production she put on, believe me! She called me really nasty names & it was just pure torture.... She's a manipulative liar & I refuse to have that toxic person anywhere near my family in any way at all.... If she dies, I will not be attending this event & am totally okay w/ that... My mom totally agrees w/ me about her being a mean manipulative liar & all but she says she tries to look past it now & looks at her as this little old lady. This is her prerogative & I respect that but my position will remain the same.

Side Note: I would not be surprised if she calls me, dies or someone mentions her in the very near future because that happens to me a lot in my life when I dream of someone I don't usually see... example: I had a dream about one of my husband's ex & logged it in my journal & then he calls me from work saying she called him at work & he had to report the call to security. (because she is insane.)


Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Explanation of details-Blue
Side Notes-Purple

Fell asleep: 1:55 A.M. (with 25mg trazodone)
Woke up: 8:10 A.M.

6 hours 14 minutes sleep last night
5 hours 10 minutes restful sleep
1 hours 4 minutes restless sleep
83 % restful sleep

Fragment 1:

Apparently my Uncle J made a surprise visit, and he transported his pool water with him and put it in a ditch. We went there to see him. The water was turquoise blue. I got upset because K, J's daughter, was there too, and no one had told me. This would be the third time my sister had surprised me with her and put me in a vulnerable position.

Gap.

I was in the water and trying to swim around, but it was just way too shallow and uneven for it.

Note: While my sister did hurt me twice IWL, one time involved school friend A and the other another school friend (L) and her dad. K had nothing to do with it, but my dad was talking to J & K via Skype yesterday.

Fragment 2:

Cole (Pillywiggin on here) showed me about 7 sheets of paper. They were all from penpals he was writing to. I was surprised and like "why didn't you tell me? :O". They all had fanart drawn on them, some had a little text, some had a lot, but they were all in Japanese.

-Detective Conan. Doodles of Conan mainly I think. There was a lot of text on it and I was worried Cole wouldn't be able to read it all. Some part of me asked why Cole would have this, because he isn't into DC like me.
-Undertale. I remember a small Toriel doodle.
-Sailor Moon. The page was mostly filled with a colored illustration of Sailor Moon.
Aaand that's all the ones I remember. :'<

Cole said that the art he'd sent back was all from the Homestuck game he'd been making but had never finished.

I was really curious about doing it too, but I wasn't that great at art like Cole so I was worried what I'd put in my letters.

Wakeup times:
7:25 A.M. for 20 minutes

General notes:

I find it so interesting when I question things in the dream idly. I can see where it could lead to becoming lucid if more awareness was in the picture. It's kind of amusing to be going along in the dream and be like 'but x doesn't make sense' and such and still just...keep going. Either because you make up an excuse or because you shrug it off. *smh*

So, to preface this, is you have read any of my other threads throughout the forum, I have a massive interest in animation and work in the animated film industry. One of my main goals of lucid dreaming is to be able to experience specific cartoon worlds and meet and create friendships with specific cartoon characters.

This dream was in among a group of four that occurred while napping at my girlfriends in the mid-afternoon.

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I was immediately thrust into the action of this dream, I was in the middle of a police station, surrounded by police officers and my investigative partner. It took me a little while to identify or recognise her but once I did, I realised it was Judy Hopps from Zootopia (see: avatar). What is interesting is that she was her normal cartoon and animated self, whereas the rest of the dream world was normal, live action. We were looking through a file that was all about a serial killer that had been plaguing the city.

Here is where the dream gets a little fuzzy and I only vaguely remember visiting some crime scenes and parts where we were sitting down having coffee. As far as my dreams go, this is one of the most realistic so far, no massive absurdities and just very down to Earth content. Of course, if you disregard the whole "solving crimes with a cartoon character thing". But to be honest, that is very reaffirming. As I mentioned I want to be able to develop friendships with my dream characters, and Judy is definitely someone that would be very interesting to do so with. I would love to be able to partner up with her and various other characters and explore how they would interact with the world and react to various situations. The fact that even when non-lucid, I was able to have a dream that was realistic that involved interacting with her makes me feel as though my goals are more possible than I imagined.

So skipping the fuzzy details, the next thing I remember was being in a massive train station. As in, absolutely massive, almost the size of an airport. We had tracked the culprit down and we knew they were leaving from there within the next 15 minutes and we had to find out where. We didn't really deduce, more guess, that they would be leaving from a particular platform. We found them as they were boarding a train and we chased them on, alerting the culprit to our presence and intentions. They immediately ran and turned violent, pulling a gun and firing wildly and randomly, hitting members of the public.

The last thing I remember about this dream was having gotten the killer down to the ground by Judy jumping up and kicking them hard in the face.

Okay maybe it was a little absurd