Non-Lucid Dreams
earlier: + (f) I'm looking at a thing that can pass through other objects, I'm wondering about the kind of materials (probably others, forgotten) later: + PTL1 (very vivid and present) Outside in daylight collecting all the mail that's accumulated while we've been gone (from prior adult home), there's quite a bit it takes several handfuls to get it all. I enter our home and there are other people there. The place is wildly decorated and they look strange. Then I remember that we've rented to place out to them and they must still be here. There are a couple of girls in the dining area and they're dressed weirdly and they're doing something like giving a haircut or something. I go walking through the house. I notice right away that they've tiled the hallway with large square plexiglass plates, I guess to protect the hardwood floors. I go into (S1's room?) at the end of the hall and I'm inspecting the floor. There are a bunch of black marks on it, I'm kind of pissed about that. I get down with my face to floor level [DREAM SIGN] and I look carefully, I see an area that seems to be charred as if by fire. I look at the area under the bed and there are a lot of black scratch marks there, as if someone has been really active in that bed jumping around making these marks. Then I see more clear plexiglass placed under the bed, in an attempt to stop the marks, but it's obviously not working. I look at the charred place again and imagine there was a fire. I look at the spot where there is a char and a hole, and I feel a blast of cold are coming up through the hole. There's a renter there, and he compliments me on how well we sealed the floor so that drafts don't come up. Looking at the walls of the (same/different?) room and they've been demolished. The wallboard has been ripped off and there are tons of pipes and ropes and just junk filling the wall. I think this is going to be a monumental effort to clean up and replace. I wonder if I can do it myself. The renter comments, "nah, it can easily be fixed up for $30,000". I walk back up the hallway and there is a short guy there wearing an odd contraption and he has a big quarrel full of (rock salt? sugar crystals?). He's playing capture the flag, and he's wearing a thing that holds the flag on his back (?) and he has a gun that shoots that granulated salt/sugar if an enemy removes the flag, I think that stuff would sting if it hit you. + Boy and other odd smaller kids Outside on a street, there is a dark-skinned boy there, I have some interaction with him, and he goes into his house. I follow. There are no parents there. (Some more stuff, don't remember). Then I hear crying from another room. I go in and there are two smaller children there. All these kids have been abandoned? They're crying really loudly now. I look at one and pick it up and I'm trying to determine its gender and it shrinks to a doll sized wrinkled sick looking thing in my hands. I look at the other kid and it's a boy who seems normal sized. (waking, BTS?) + PTL 2 I'm back in PTL, this time with my sons (younger age) in the living room. We're looking out the large window onto the front lawn, there is a bunch of random stuff piled there. Son S1 mentions the hose is blocked. I go outside and I'm standing at the top of the lawn, looking at the grass. There is a large section where the grass has died and is just bare dirt. Also the landscaped path to the driveway is messed up and needs to be redone. I go to the street and there is a tall column thing where I take the hose. I un-crinkle it and turn it on. I adjust the nozzle and get a strong stream of water. I walk around the column to face the front lawn, now standing in the street, and start spraying the random things on the lawn with water to wash them. One is some photo-memorial with a random picture in it? I'm a bit concerned about getting water in the house. I go back in and tell S1 that the hose works fine it just needed to be stretched out and unkinked. waking, BTS + In the kitchen of a fast food restaurant, with a lot of immigrant workers. I try to get out of their way while they're working but there's a lot of them and a lot of clutter so I have to just stand there while they work. They're making a couple of burgers. One of the ingredients is zucchini. Aha I think, interesting secret ingredient! But it turns out they're just making deep-friend zucchini along with the burgers. The zucchini is sliced and put on a platter with a big thing of (tomato sauce?). The main chef guy carries a big tureen of sauce by me. They're making 2 burgers. They're putting sauce on them, and a lot of it so that it runs down the sides.
I was having a little argument with my brother Simon about something dumb and we were about to leave for something or other so I walked out the door and started running down a long narrow street toward where we were going. The street had a 1950's suburban feel to it and there were trees all along. I started running and noticed that I couldn't really run very well and blamed my shorts, I looked down and it was my tightest pair from many years ago. I kept trying to run, I had a pretty good head start on him. As I was approaching the destination I thought "this is how I can't run in dreams" and shot my hand up to my face and squeezed my nose to see if I could breath through it still. I could! but I didn't believe it and he was catching up super fast now so I doubled my efforts and started blocking him football style just outside the gate. Dad was on the other side and he was about to let the door open, I slipped through and then conversation was babbled for a few seconds and then I woke up and a few seconds into laying on the bed I realized I had in fact been dreaming... twice I have done that in a week, the first time I tried pushing my fingers through my hand to no avail.
I remember I was a king (or I think a prince) of a kingdom on a far off planet. I was also semi-aware that I was a character in a story, and I was playing my part for the purposes of making a good film. I remember the dream started with my dad going into the hospital. (The hospital was a large underground multi-level room in our very castle) I remember there was a reception area was in the bottom then around that there were three or four levels of doors with rooms where all the hospital rooms are. I think he was on the top floor, last room. I was with my 'dad' during a routine checkup. The room was dark when someone threw a smoke bomb into the room. I ran outside coughing and heard a gunshot, then heard glass breaking, and saw someone big in a hoodie and baggy pants run off. I went back in. All of the doctors were knocked out. My dad was dead with a gunshot wound through his chest and his middle finger on his right hand had been cut off. ... I forgot what happened, but the next thing I knew, somebody had turned the leader of the guards on me because I had been framed for the murder. He shot many arrows at me missed. I was still semi lucid to the point where I was basically a ninja, doing flips and running on walls to avoid his attacks. I remember the guard leader was alone. I remember he had some kind of Nordic name. (Ygradssdil or something?) He was this huge stocky guy with a long black beard and he rode around rather comically on this tiny alien boar creature that was about 1/4 his size. I remember he chased me up the side of the castle shooting arrows at me. I remember then the 'doctor guards' came after me. These tall skinny men in surgery attire with giant scruples. I remember two of them tried to blockade the door on the roof but I did the splits and kicked both of them, and took one of the giant scalpels. I eventually managed to shake my pursuers by going into the hospital room. I remember I was hiding on the ceiling. Then in a rush, I jumped down, ran across the huge open room and climbed up the levels to the room where my dad was. I kicked down the door and saw that his body was still in there, not decomposed. But it looked like the room had been left empty for years. I remember I heard guards behind me, and I was upset because I didn't find any answers to who killed my father. But then someone told them to turn around. It was this guy who looked and sounded like Nick Valentine from Fallout 4. He said that he was here to help me investigate who killed my father. He told me that he was framed too, somebody planted the severed finger on him. He then took me outside, and took the golden ring that was on my father's finger out of his pocket. He told me that he had analyzed it and discovered that it was not real gold, but rather some other mineral that could only be found on. (He looked down through the alignment of moons orbiting a large saturn-like planet in the night sky.) That one. (Pointed to one of them). The theives of the fifth moon. They seek out this substitute gold stuff wherever it can be found and try to take it back to the planet that they live on where it is mined. ... I remember there was one more scene that was supposed to be an emotional moment for my character where I gave up. I was kneeling on a frozen lake and pretending to be very upset about the death of my father and having given up, because that was what was in the script. (In fact, at this point I think I had figured out the full mystery and was only playing it up for the sake of drama.) I also remember seeing the hooded character from before walking away from me and chuckling. -+- I vaugely remember a bit of meeting my grandmother (the one who is no longer with us) Some other younger children were there too and they were pretty disrespectful to her in a way that I cannot recall, but she seemed happy to see me. -+- I was at the Wal Mart in the next town over. I only recognized the place because me and S like to walk the trail there to get lunch, then walk back. I was looking on an Ipad. I remember somebody online had hosted an art contest and the winning entry was a picture of my DC self. Only it wasn't normal. The drawing of him was taller, more masculine and (this was posted on Deviantart) of course he was shirtless and buff with an 11-pack abs and what not. I remember thinking to myself that it's not the worst thing ever but why is that the winning entry? My cousin saw it and he started laughing like a seal. I thought he was laughing at me so I tried to google something else. I remember the results of this purple cartoon character came up. I scrolled down and there was a bunch more copies of that same picture of me. Apparently after they found out that that person won the image spread all over the internet and became a meme. 525 Posts and 625 DJ entries. Me OCDista.
It was a dark night. Zombie outbreak took the whole world. I hidden in one of small, abandoned buildings. It was on a rocky wasteland. I fought zombies shambling around using a knife. I was hiding with my father in that building, but the was sick and I had to find some medicine. During day it was peaceful, but I didn't managed to get back during day. I found a ruined apothecary and met some dude. He told me that vampires took it by force and killed an oneironaut. I went to house of pharmacist, but it was emptied oh medicine. I went back house, fighting undead. I called my father to get inside as it was dangerous. He said "I have to draw outline of microwave first!" I saw a zombie chicken and killed it.
1) On a wooden ledge high up, feels like it's the outside of someone's house. The wind starts up and I'm not normally too afraid of heights but I became absolutely petrified and couldn't move. 2) I found an old friend sitting on a bench. Somehow I managed to get him to tell me why he looked uncomfortable, he had sciatica. I blirted it out to another friend and he looked really angry with me. 3) With my daughter in a room. The door opened and a dentist called me through, we walked into her room. She bent down next to me and I made a funy joke about her putting her hand in my pocket. 4) A flying cat - it landed on the ground and found it's mother lying on the ground dead. Very emotional at the time.
Train fun Spoiler for 18+ stuff :P : I'm in a sprinter train, sitting second class. I'm sitting on the right side of the isle, in the seat directly next to it. Most of the seats around me are occupied. To my right is someone, in front of me are people as well, whom are sitting in a four seater. To my immediate left are two white girls and behind them is a white woman. I'm not sure what I'm doing, but I'm busy, presumably with my phone. I start to hear some moaning. Soft enough for me not to know what I'm hearing at first. Eventually the sound becomes louder and I can see that the girl to my left is fingering the girl to her left, who has her pants somewhat down. The moaning is quite intense and it's reached an embarrassing point where everyone obviously can hear it, but no one wants to say anything. The girls seem oblivious. After they're done, at least one of them starts to notice and become embarrassed. She had no clue how loud they were. Fragments > I'm going around on a tropical island, together with other people. I think we had to complete some assignments, though I can't recall what. > I'm with a close friend and my housemate, though I'm not certain I'm with them at the same time. First I'm in a bus and later I'm in a school with my friend. We're looking for a classroom. I'm already late for class. Eventually we venture down a long hallway where a white woman is standing who I think is the teacher. She's waiting. She's talking to someone or multiple people... guards? The class I'm going to attend is a coffee brewing class I think. The other students and I form a huddle before we leave. Ex Spoiler for Some more 18+ stuff : I'm in a room which isn't really dark, but also not really light. There are two mattresses next to each other and there are a total of 5 people lying on them. I'm on my back, on the left mattress. To my left is my ex girlfriend. To my right is a girl who is/was a good friend of hers. To her right is a boy/girl couple. I don't recognise them but apparently we're friends, or at least acquainted. My ex and I start messing around a bit, making out, until we're at the point where were nearly having sex, despite the others being here. In this dream we've already had some fun together with her friend, so it doesn't matter much anyway. It's all good until I accidentally hurt my ex. She immediately has a bruise on the right side of her stomach, quite large as well. She's mad and sees it as a sign that we broke up for good reason. I'm pleading, saying it was just an accident. She ends up moving to a mattress that's a few centimetres to our left and a bit lower. After a while her friend also wants to move, so she and the guy scoot right, while the other girl takes her place (still get it? ). Cinema I'm in the cinema where I used to work with a friend of mine. Not sure if we've already gone to the movie or still want to go, but we figure we need to pee. We go to the toilets on the third floor, which aren't there in reality. Pretty much all occupied. Ow lets go to the second floor. There's another guy with us who doesn't quite get why. I tell him that that floor is always less crowded. It turns out that the second floor is totally under construction. There's not a single working toilet. Damn. In the main hall against the wall, there's an animation or a statue of a smurf holding a big platform. He's squatting with it and every time he pushes out, he goes up a bit, bringing the platform closer to the ceiling every time. That's quite fun.
Okay I don't have time right now to do this elaborately so I'll jot down some keywords so I won't forget anything. Went to bed: 22:00 Fell asleep: 22:30 Awakening 1: 04:30 Fell asleep: 04:32 Final awakening: 6:15 My recall was fuzzy at first because I did not wake up during dreams, and there is no recall from before 04:30, but after thinking about my dreams during breakfast a lot of things slipped into my mind again and I ended up with one fragment and two dreams. 1: Obstacle race This is merely a fragment and some feelings along with it. I don't really recall what I was doing but I know it was an overhead perspective and I got the term 'obstacle race' popping up constantly. I remember that it was a really strange situation although I really can't say why. It was competitive and pretty intense. 2: Flirting & football at high school/university My recall starts in a classroom. I am talking to a few people, I think girls, of which I find one quite interesting and the other not very much. We walk out of the classroom as the last few people and the people of the next class are already sitting in the classroom as we leave. The girl I find interesting walks ahead of us and doesn't seem to be interested in me, while the other girl walks with me. The place we're in resembles the central hall of the university I go to but I feel like it's high school. The girl is blonde and not unattractive but not really my type. As we walk up a big flight of stairs she gets a little flirtatious, and in my head I try to decide whether or not I like this, and whether or not I should play along. Without really making a decision on that I do play along a little, until we reach the top of the stairs. There I see the girl from before standing in a small group of 5 people, of which one is apparently her boyfriend. I think about talking to her but decide it wouldn't really do any good. The blonde girl is gone now and to my left is a huge window, filling up the wall completely. T, a friend from high school, is standing by the window looking outside. I go and stand next to him. Outside I see a field of grass looking exactly like the sports field of my old high school. Somehow, even though we're on the first floor and there's a window inbetween, we are kicking footballs to people on the field. Even though T doesn't play football IRL and actually really sucks at it, he takes some amazing shots with strange curves and perfect precision. I think I take one shot as well but I don't recall whether it was any good or not (it should, I played football for 9 years). Forgetting my bag and putting on cologne Recall starts on the doormat. I have just put on one of my shoes as I realise I forgot to put my sports clothes in my bag and I forgot to take the bag itself from upstairs. I don't want to take off the shoe as I'm in a hurry, but I am not allowed to have shoes on in the house so I hop through the living room, up the stairs and to my bedroom on one foot. I'm actually surprised at how well and how fast I got up the stairs this way. All the while I try to make sure my mom doesn't see me hopping through the house with one shoe on. I cram my sports clothes and shoes into my bag and close it. Before walking out of my bedroom I suddenly realise I didn't put any cologne on yet. I quickly do so while watching for my mom. The smell of the cologne is unbelievably accurate and I even feel it sting slightly because I had shaved before. Then I hop down the stairs and take a glance at the clock. The time is 6:37 or something (it's an analog clock), which would be far too late, but I don't really care.
Updated 03-02-2016 at 08:04 PM by 90100
Nothing last night neither (d'oh) - what a life! Still with the white lines tho', which is actually quite interesting in its own right? It really feels as though you're seeing the room through closed eyes! I know it's probably not really doing that, but why is it happening + why also the strange consistency? I'd have thought of 'inventing' something like that to happen! I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it 'might' be something! One can but live in hope...
1/3/16: I remembered about 3-4 dreams when I woke up but I forgot to write them down as getting extra sleep was a major priority, so I can only half remember one or two now. Dream 1: I was in a room in a building underground with a ladder reaching up to the surface level. I kept on trying to climb up it to escape but was continually forced back down, because I was a heretic or something. I kept on trying with different costumes and tried flying and stuff but nothing worked, they weren't fooled. Dream 2: I was on a large waterslide with my little brother. I was facing backwards and watching him to make sure he was alright. The slight was pretty cool with a massive drop where we got some air at the end.
I was in home. My sister was tidying the house, everyone was preparing for some kind of holiday. I took a little kitten to train for a tournament. I heard a voice that told me to look a cat into its eyes, and if it roars, the cat would serve me forever. Then I went to help my mother drill into a thick glass plate using electric tools. Next day it was the tournament time. I went to my kitchen and saw a samurai sitting on a chair and holding a box full of kittens. I went to him and said "Greetings emperor! I am from a Ponk restaurant, joining in to fight to restore my honor!" Suddenly I looked inside his box, there were many different little kittens inside. One of them looked into my eyes and roared.
I have decided to, from now on, note bedtimes and times of awakening in this journal. I think this will help me analyse what sleep schedule is best for my dream recall, since it has been quite inconsistent the last few days. Went to bed: 22:30 Fell asleep: 23:00 Awakening 1: 01:30 (no dreams recalled) Fell asleep: 02:00 Final awakening: 06:30 (two fragments recalled) My recall was not amazing this night but tonight it's going to be great! I recall two fragments. The themes were all a bit negative and a dark atmosphere persevered through my dreams. Fragment 1: alone at the carnival I was outside some seemingly desolated building. It felt like it was late at night, it was dark and gloomy. Inside the building I knew was some carnival attraction. I think it resembled the Break Dance (see this picture). I was negotiating with myself whether I wanted to go or not. Part of me wanted to ride, but I didn't want to be the only one on the thing. I walked into the building and to my surprise I found that the attraction was packed. From there I don't recall what happened, but I think I decided not to ride in the end. Fragment 2: college friends played a prank on me I was sitting in a hall that I think was supposed to resemble a lecture hall, but it was not sloped and quite small. S was sitting to my right, R to his right, and N to his right in turn. I have no idea what was going on to my left. We were looking at a powerpoint that was being presented. On the current slide were four pictures equally divided over the slide. I have no idea what was on three of the slides, but on the bottom right one was a picture of a bodybuilder with my face from a photo from when I was 12 photoshopped on top of his face. I felt really miserable and disappointed in my friends seeing that. I looked at them and all three of them were laughing. I got a little angry and asked them why they did this. They apologized but couldn't stop laughing. Their eyes held not the slightest trace of regret. I got angrier and shouted at them (I don't remember what) and felt really disrespected. Then I think I went on to other dreams, or I would've recalled it better. I find it strange to have had three of these negative, dark and unfriendly dreams in the last two days. I wonder what it could mean, but most of all I hope my dreams will be more positive from now. It doesn't really affect my mood negatively, but normally my dreams do affect my mood positively, so I would like to get back to that again.
FAILED REALITY CHECK 1) My wife is driving a car, we have to get across a wide gap. 2) I in the garden of my old house. I'm running around doing laps and timing myself. It's midnight so I decide it's time to go in and start picking up my things. I see my father looking down from his bedroom window. I unplug everything (there are mains sockets at the end of the lawn) and have difficulty holding everything. Then I'm in the house, for some reason I'm in the front bedroom and I'm trying to clean some marks off an old cupboard. Then I'm at the back and I'm cleaning a toilet using a high pressure hose. A man walks in behind me and he is angry that I woke him and his family up, so I explain that I didn't realise there was anyone else in the house. He seems quite happy with my explanation and we end up chatting like friends. The scene shifts and I'm outside a pub in Hampstead and I have just bought a pint of beer. The landlady comes over to me and says I have to have my pint inspected by a pub inspector, there's a sticker on the window telling me that this could happen so I accept it and walk inside. The inspector looks at my beer and puts it on the table whislt I sit and wait. He starts eating some cake but doesn't offer me any, then some of his colleagues behind him talk about getting some lunch and order sandwiches, the inspector asks me if I know where the ladies toilets are as his colleague needs to go. I notice that he has drunk most of my beer so I give up and walk outside feelign a bit disappointed. I think how late it is and I need to get home but home is miles away so I need to get to my old house in Hampstead to get some sleep, but then start worrying that there won't be any sheets for the bed. I walk up a hill and it's very grassy with a lovely path through the trees. Then I get into an old house and I find myself in a back room - it's slightly odd becasue it's dug straight into the soil with a door higher up and the door is locked. I THINK THIS IS EXACTLY THE SORT OF THING THAT WOULD HAPPEN IN A DREAM AND DECIDE TO LOOK AT MY HANDS, I SEE I HAVE 2 THUMBS BUT CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I COULD REALLY BE DREAMING AS IT ALL SEEMS TOO REAL, I DO A MEMORY CHECK BUT REMEMBER THAT I WAS IN A PUB A WHILE AGO, LOOK BACK AT MY HANDS AND I HAVE 2 OF ALL MY FINGERS. I THINK THAT I AM REALLY TIRED AND CONCLUDE THAT I MUST BE SEEING DOUBLE AND CARRY ON, I'M CONVINCED THAT IT CAN'T BE A DREAM AND IS REAL. As I walk outside through another door I look at a sign and my vision is back to normal so I'm happy. I walk into a shop looking for a comic, and now I'm carrying my dog with me, I have to push past a security guard dressed in red to get out of the shop.
I'm not participating in this dream, just witnessing it. There's a white couple (m + f) standing outside on a parking lot. The man is holding a baby in his arms. Judging by the fact that this baby is still wrapped in a blanket, it can't be much older than a few months. It's daytime. There's a SWAT team or something similar which is going to burst into a big building, a supermarket I think. The man with the baby is part of the team, but because of the baby he's on the sidelines right now. I get the feeling that the man and woman are somewhat famous actors. Someone mentions that the SWAT team is going to use a car/truck to ram a hole into one of the outer walls. This person mentions that the car is driving backwards to confuse the people who are inside. From what I see the dark coloured car/truck is driving normally at the wall, just at an angle. It breaches the walls. The man with the baby convinces his wife/girlfriend that they should also go inside. No you idiot, not with a baby, it's dangerous! Once inside the couple is at the fresh produce department. Both of them have a gun. The guy tells his wife that now is the time to jump out into an aisle and shoot. The woman does so while still holding the baby. The baby gets shot by a woman with a gun. I think the wife goes for cover and comes back and gets shot as well, though she lives. The woman who shot the baby gets shot too, not sure if she lives. She has a sister who is present here as well. That sister and the couple finally come to terms about stopping this, cause they've all lost someone they care about.
Was reading today about someone once spending 35 minutes trying to see through his 'third eye' (or something) and eventually succeeding in seeing the sky at dawn as though through a hole in their roof... has anyone else here had similar experiences perhaps? and if so, what did it eventually all turn out to be? anyway, i'm gonna try this tonite just to see what happens seeing as I've been seeing these what 'appears' to be white outlines of my room as though seen through closed eyes i've more chance of this than some lucid dreaming with my history innit heh wish me luck!
I'm in a nodescript house, sitting at the kitchen table with another girl and her mother. They're talking while prepping diner. I'm not really helping, mostly I listen to their chatter and the sound of cooking. The room is sunny, with long rays of lights cutting the walls. The night falls, and we're in a park, under the streets lamps. There's a man with us, with short brown hair and a pâle, blandly handsome face. He's talking to the mother, very close to her. The girl is frightened, hiding behind me. Her mother disappears and the street lamp over him goes out. He laughs and introduces himself as Lucifer. He moves for the girl, but I take her arms and run. We go from light to light, until I have enough and pull a knife. We turn around and the girl grabs the man. Spoiler for don't fear the devil: She pulls his head up and I slash his throat, again and again, the skinsplitting on the fleshe, bones and cartilages. The flesh is dark, almost purple, wiry and pulsing. I keep at it, the knife slipping easily through all, until I decapitate him. The girl keeps her hold on his hair as the body slumps foward. I grab his arm and start to drag it with us. The girl holds the head away from her body, looking disgusted. He's still speaking, trying to sweetalk us into reattach him.We end up at the top of a cliff, overlooking the ocean. The water are wild, full of foam. I tell the girl to throw the head first, so he can't see where his body land. She toss is hard enough for it to land almost on the face of the cliff on the other side. I drag the body and dump is once the head has disappear under the waves.
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