non-lucid

1) I am in the grden of the house I was brought up in. I want to fly as high as possible then free fall back to the ground. I fly up but realise I'm not as high as I thought as I can still touch the ground, so I go higher, I can see the top of a tree next to me. Then I move across and touch the top of the roof of the house and look at the tiles and move around it. Next I'm in an upstairs bedroom with an open window in front of me and I run and jump out of it trying to believe that I can fly and won't just drop to the ground. I look down at the ground and can fly as I expected.

2) Lots of little fragments: Driving through a field and the corn is just starting to grow, a road has been cut through the middle of it. I get somewhere and am sitting in the car, i think it is one of the local villages, not sure why I'm there. The radio is on. Then I talk to a man and demonstrate something to him, he's not very impressed. then a vague memory of playing around with a computer and the video card.

I was in a city. It was a sunny morning. With a girl from my class we took a bus to school, but suddenly it took a totally different way. We got out of it and saw the correct bus driving and stop nearby. In order to get to it, we had to cross the road. The traffic was terrible, and as I crossed the street I felt weaker. I almost fallen on the road, the bus got away.

Suddenly I found myself in school, inside a classroom. It was an English lesson with an old, irritating man. When it was over I decided to go outside - out seemed that school is placed inside my house. I met my maths teacher - a black haired woman in later thirties. She told me that she was wrong shouting at me week ago. Then she asked me what's another name for pharmacology specialist. I didn't knew what she was talking about, but I said a pharmacist. She said that I'm right and went away. There was something wrong about her - it wasn't the teacher but her twin. There were two the same women wandering around the school.

I entered the building. It was a twisted maze of corridors and staircases leading to classrooms. I wandered around, trying to find my class. People on the corridor wanted something from me, but I ignored them. Finally I found the right classroom and had a lesson with that irritating man again. I thought "F***!" and sat near the same girl I met in the bus.

Canal jump
I can't recall the beginning of this dream. I'm somewhere in London it seems, trying to get to my (taekwondo?) class. The city has been overgrown somewhat by plants and the infrastructure has crumbled. It's sort of post-apocalyptic, except for the fact that there are still people. At some point I have to cross a canal. I think this is where the dream started. I'm swimming in the canal, going upstream. In my left helft I'm holding a loaf of sliced bread, wrapped in plastic. From somewhere (perhaps a voice over) I hear the information that the Chinese dump their poop in this canal, on the left side from my perspective. I can see the poop floating by on my left, going downstream. There's a clear border until where the poop is floating. My bag with bread is floating away from me a bit, crossing the poopborder. One of the floating poops touches my bread. Fuck, no! Nasty! Am I still gonna take this bread with me? [This part of the dream was so freaking gross]. I continue upstream. I need to be on the left side, but there's no easy way to climb out of the water there, though there are some boats lined up to the side. I exit the canal on the right side. The wall is quite high, but I climb out easily.

A few metres further I'm standing at what used to be a bridge over the river. It's broken. All that's left are a few steps on this side and a few on the other, both sides quite overgrown with vegetation. I consider jumping to the other side, but it's clearly too far. Plus on this side the bridge is basically a set of stairs going down, making it impossible to get a good run up. There are 2 white guys standing with me. I'm not sure if we're talking in English or in Dutch, but I tell at least 1 of them that I need to get to taekwondo class, which started on the hour. I look at the watch the guy has on his left wrist. It's one with a white background. I can see that it's already 15 - 20 past the hour and that I'm late. I think it's slightly raining at this point. I look down at the river. There are massive tubes underneath the water surface, perhaps 1.5 metre orso. They have various colours, amongst others purple. I considered diving into the water from here, but if I do that I might hit the pipes. I also wonder for a moment how I didn't feel the pipes if I was swimming down there just now.

I'm back along the edge of the canal. My new plan is to jump back in the water and cross to the other side. One of the dudes throws my bag of bread in the water. No you idiot! He asks me why it's a problem, since I'm gonna swim anyway. I tell him that it's a problem cause he threw it in close to our edge of the water and I was gonna jump as far as I can so I wouldn't have to swim that far. I think he retrieves it for me. The stone edge with the water is just a step higher than the rest of the street. Perfect for a run up. There's a small box on it which I can use for extra height. I don't have much space to run though, perhaps 2 metres. From a position a bit further to the left I have more space to run. I consider running with a bow, but that's inefficient. Then I realise I can just move the box to the left, where I have slightly more space. I do so. There's a young kid playing around the box. His mom, who I think is on the other side of the canal on a boat, tells him to give me some space. A man with black hair who is turning bald is approaching from the left with 2 young girls. Somehow I'm under the impression that this guy is from an Eastern European country. He's about to get in my way. This isn't the best run up due to the people around me, but I decide to go for it anyways, as else I might have to wait for the guy and his girls to pass. I run with a slight curve to the right to avoid the guy and jump as far as I can. I had estimated that I would land halfway in the canal, but instead I make it all the way to the other side. Then I continue as if I was doing a parkour run. In the mean time I hear a voice. It feels like I myself am narrating something, but it is in an Eastern European language [I don't speak a single Eastern European language]. I have some fun and do a cork.

LEA MICHELE AND I WERE DATING IN MY DREAM LAST NIGHT.

Then she laughingly told me to brush my teeth.

Whatever, I still got to kiss her. AND WE WERE SO HAPPY TOGETHER.

I haven't dreamt for a few days but last night I finally had a dream. In my dream I was near railroad tracks and I was almost hit by a train whenever this swirling mass knocked me to the ground. Whatever knocked me to safety transformed into the guy that appears in most of my dreams, and before I know whats going on we are holding hands and running theough the misty woods. Before long we stop and an intense makeout session starts. Then I wake up.

P.S. a train symbolizes energy being controlled, in relation to my dream this means positive changes are near.

17/2/16:
I woke up about 4 or 5 times last night with my cat distracting me and was basically non stop dreaming. However I made the mistake of thinking I could remember the dreams from the early awakenings without writing anything down... ah well I still recalled a bit haha.

Dream 1: I was a wizard in a secret order of some sort, sort of like a steampunky world. I was in an underground lab place where I was tense. I think I was involved in some plot to trap an older wizard, either a mentor or a rival. I think I trapped him in a sandy wall in the lab, then went through a portal.

Dream 2: Fragment, stuck in some Skyrim like world.

Dream 3: I went to a fancy private school with my dad and brother. It was sort of like the school in Dead Poets Society, castle like but more modern. We travelled through a corridor and then ended up in a classroom with half a dozen other students. I asked one of them what they were doing as it was the holidays for me. They replied that their school was different and they were having their exams now. I laughed a bit at that but then found someones notes on a desk next to me with my name on it about media. I read through it a bit, then walked back out. I found a way out of the building and went to go back outside to find the others. I couldn't see them, so I walked back to the car. The scenery was quite beautiful, I walked through a park to the car which was parked in front of the beach. I waited a bit and didn't see them so I walked down the street into a bunch of little shops, sort of like Lygon Street.

Dream 4: Protesting some social issue with some YAP people. I saw the, initially then decided to join in. We held signs and gave out free stuff. Meryl Streep arrived and we gave her a package of gifts people had sent her. She didn't take the MTG and harry potter ones as she said she had enough, so we all took some, but she took the rest.

Dream 5: I was at a theme park in America, I was walking with my brother around the food court and then tried to find a toilet. I thought we had passed one but kept on walking into a cinema to try and find one.

Oh and half a dozen fragments that I promptly forgot hahah.

D1 - Class are drawing something, all the drawings are slightly different but all are wrong, red, blue pen is being used.
Ed suggests he could help. I decide to redo lesson and take class back out on a trip to see the art they have been trying to replicate in the art gallery again. Whilst taking them I realise no way is there sufficient time to complete task, it is 2.30pm.
I meet D in corridor she is smiley and helpful, but just makes me feel inaquedate and totally stupid.

D2 - A load of old geezers are drinking in a bar, there is a large pitcher of whiskey which is being refilled. Some have hat and coats on. One looks like delboy out of only fools and horses. They are discussing someone, they don't rate. I have the feeling it is me. That I don't qualify as man enough for their liking.

D3 - Someone is jogging through semi-woodland on a muddy track. They are having a conversation as he runs along, about how his coach has been so great and a fantastic rolemodel. And as I stand by the path, near some training bars, I get the feeling that I am excluded, as i am not a good rolemodel, or father or anything.

D4 - We are at the last minute it seems again, trying to learn the lines for some performance. I try hopelessly to get the kids to remember their lines.
Rob ever helpful, seems to have put me in a barrel and i'm in dark water out at sea.
Next i'm on his boat in a small cabin, I can still sea the dark waters out the little rectangular windows.
He shows me his parasitic worm collection, they are gigantic and very horrible. I try with all my intention to pull away as the worm comes towards my face. I imagine them inside me, eating me.
He is upset about how his worms have not be breeding well, due to the dark wet weather and that the tanks have not been cleaned properly. Inside the wood in the cabin is slightly ornate, not unlike a coffin Oo.

When I awake I am not scared but later remember the extreme sensation and fear.

2200: Ate a meat and cheese rollup and some ice cream with a mug of hot milk and honey
Bed @ 2300 /w half melatonin
Woke @ 0315 with no recall (~5 hours)
Woke @ 0515 /w alarm (~2 hours)

Church doors
I'm trying to craft new doors for the church. I a printout of their original design, and I can see that they were formed by gluing together strips of wood (2x4s?) at a 45 degree angle. I wonder if it's like my wife's bias tape that she uses for quilt bindings, if it's stronger somehow - but wait, that's not right, the whole purpose of bias tape is that it's more flexible and less likely to kink. My pieces are cut unevenly, as if the edges of the board were rather wavy, and when I try to put them together I get something that's very uneven. I think I'll probably have to glue it all together and then trim it down, but the plans don't call for that. Somehow, my pieces are already painted white.


Church weirdness
I'm at church on a Sunday morning when I realize that I'm wearing my jeans and a polo shirt instead of my church clothes. Whoops. At least I don't completely stand out, since there are some families at our church who wear these kinds of clothes every Sunday. My family is all home today, or else I'm sure one of them would have noticed I was wearing the wrong thing and pointed it out before I left. I see Trisha and - after doing a mental double-check to verify that's what she likes to be called these days - ask her how she's doing. We talk for a few moments, and I'm struck by how short she is. I know she's short, but somehow I just hadn't realized how short. She's getting ready for some kind of group babysitting thing to free up the adults to do something.

Now I'm carrying a couple of boxes around. One of them has a gallon sized ZipLoc bag of giant chocolate-covered marshmallows. I set them down for a minute to talk to Alex, and he starts eating the marshmallows. I half-jokingly tell him I'm going to have to take the bag away before he eats them all, though I let him keep one more before I close it up. I notice one of my boxes is empty, so I collapse it before moving on.

Now I'm outside the church. There are a lot of strange people milling around, all young adults dressed in 'punk' clothes. I don't like this, and I try to avoid them. There's a huge pile of backpacks against the side of the church, and somehow I know they belong to these people. I'm looking through the pile for my own backpack. I know I set it down just a moment ago, but now I've lost track of where I put it.

Now I'm at my car putting stuff in. I open the little fridge in the front seat to put a couple of things in, but I have some trouble since it's already pretty full. I manage it, but I also get something sticky on my hands.


Creatively framed
A bunch of guys are sitting around a table. One of them has fallen asleep, and I see that he's dressed very oddly: he's wearing only panties and a cape, and I somehow know that someone changed his outfit while he was sleeping. I see someone put a single drop of clear liquid into another man's cup. When that man takes a drink, he immediately keels over dead. The commotion around the table wakes the sleeping man who, after seeing what he's wearing, immediately dashes away from the table. The others assume that he's fleeing because of the murder, not because of his clothes.


Restarting a game
I'm playing a creative sandbox game. I've just finished all the missions it offers, and I get a message stating that I can go to the next planet, but that there won't be any missions there to guide me - it's totally free-form. I'm terrible at that kind of thing - I need suggestions of what to do - so I decide to start a new game so I can do the missions over again. Now I'm in the intro / tutorial area. I already know how to play, so I try to hurry through it as quickly as possible. I start out walking through a kind of school area - it's grassy, and there are buildings and covered walkways to my left and right and a building further in the distance. Now I'm walking along one of the covered walkways with a building to my left and grass to my right. A rather chubby guy stands right in the middle of the walkway ahead. I do something with his bag, go around him, and move on. Now I'm in a restaurant. Tables are split across a couple of levels, and the whole place is covered but open to the air on all sides. I pass the cashier's station on my left and walk between the tables to the back dining room where I find my friend. I ask him if he has a moment, then ask him to look up an answer. He Googles it, but instead of just clicking the link with the answer, he follows a link for something else that came up that's completely unrelated. I try to tell him it's the wrong link, but he wants to look anyway.


Insomnia
I'm in a hotel room with my wife and her parents. Her parents are sleeping on one large bed, and I'm with my wife on another one. I'm having trouble getting back to sleep. I get off our bed so I don't wake my wife while I go through some strange poses, but somehow I wake her up anyway.

I dreamed about lucid dreaming using WILD technique (I usually do DILD in reality). I had an SP, and the whole Wow, I am dreaming, like it would happen in real LDs, but I wasn't really lucid because the dream was totally irrational.

Instead of being in the dream, I watched my dream on a small transparent screen in a car, I saw some fantasy-like images on this screen, a very vivid blue fantasy-like bird. Close to this picture.



Also an amazing vivid pink flower.

Then somehow I managed to move my (not so) real hands and touch them inside the dream (which is happening on the screen ), I was amazed at the fact that I could move my real hands while in SP (I wasn't even lying down, I was siting sleep paralyzed ). I freaked out, and woke up (not really) and wrote about that in some LD group and probably in DreamViews too. I'm sure the touching inside dream thing was influenced by something I read a few weeks ago about someone who could move their hand in real life while lucid dreaming.

According to my notes when I was half-awake (for real) I almost had another fake LD before I woke up for real. My memory is foggy right now as many hours have passed, but the picture of the bird stayed on my mind for a while after waking up and it was really amazing. I've never seen these vivid colors in my dreams before. I had a banana before bed and another before the dream when I woke up for the bathroom (because I was having some tummy issues ), could that be the reason for vividness ?

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So I was in a debate team but it was 5 vs 50 people and I didn't actually know what we were debating. Then we're given these articles to read about whether it is acceptable or not to remove other people's limbs. Naturally I was on the team that was against the removal of limbs, however it seemed that the rest of the world were not of the same opinion, for when it was my turn to talk I started receiving large amounts of abuse, both from the crowd and from the opposition team. I said "It's ok if you accidentally lose a limb, like in an accident with a guillotine or something". Sadly I was no longer able to finish my argument because of the huge amount of abuse I was receiving.

Fragment

I recall a really colorful fragment. I was at a beach, watching a beautiful sunset. It all looked like it was painted.

First dream

I was in a city, in some kind of government building. I was waiting for something, sitting on a bench in a corridor. I was masturbating until people appeared in the corridor for their break. I wanted to go up to the toilet, but the stairs were really steep. I decided to go outside for a short walk and find a better place to finish. I wandered the alleys close to the building - there were some old buildings, they were a bit rundown but had their charm. One of them looked great, with ornamented wooden door that had a small, crystal window. The building had brown gambrel roof. There were several trees of pseudotsuga species planted in front of it.

Second dream

I was in home. I went outside and met with my family and some other people I knew. Someone wanted to meet me, but I tried to go back into house. Others closed door inside, so I went out. My brother was doing something, so I decided to help him. He wanted me to bring him a chain so he could chain up a machine of some kind. I knew that it'd be inside toolbox in fathers tractor. I went to check it and there was none. Suddenly I found myself in front of the tractor, which was turned on. Someone tried to hit me with it, though couldn't as I dodged it, then jumped on it to see who was inside. It was my father.

Fragment
> Had a very unpleasant dream in which I had to catch a train and my mom would bring me by car, but I was fighting verbally with her and perhaps some other family members who were present. Time was running out fast as well. I had 5 minutes left to catch the train.

> I was meeting a slightly older woman to interview her for something. We're both seated on stools quite close to each other, behind a long desk. There are some other people in the room as well. I'm trying to take notes, but this paper and this red pen are ridiculous. I need something else. The woman comes really close to me and she's flirting with me. We both want this, but with her colleagues here this isn't the right time.

Party
I'm driving (not sure what vehicle I'm using) in the evening, towards a party of my friend Ant. A birthday party perhaps? It's somewhere in a city. I'm starting to think that I was driving a moped. Some other people also arrive. My aunt and my little brother. I check the invite / FB event and Ant cancelled / rescheduled it about 30 minutes ago to another day. Nice timing... I tell my aunt and little brother. My aunt is definitely ready to leave again. I wanna check the inside of the building and tell them I'll just be 1 minute, knowing it'll probably take longer. My little brother joins me. We end up in a sort of bouncy castle type of thing, which is pretty neat.

Order
I'm somewhere outside in the evening. It's in a city. The mood is slightly rebellious and reminds me of the NYE in Köln. A girl with long black hair who is definitely younger than I am starts bothering me. I'm not sure what she does, but after a while I start going after her while she runs away. An older looking Arabic male tells me to leave her alone. She's a good person like him, cause they're both from North Iran/Iraq. What the.. no! That you're both from the same country doesn't make both of you good people. Matter of fact, I don't even know if you're a good person. At some point while talking to this man, who seems like he won't budge, I feel my pockets to check if my wallet and phone are still there. They are, but shit now this guy knows exactly where they are. I'm on the move again.

I enter a small classroom. There are a few rows of dark wooden benches, enough to fit perhaps 25 people at most if you cram. Outside it's busy as hell, inside there are just a few people. This is a select group of people, something along the lines of Order of the Kingdom. Princess Beatrix is heading this meeting. We're here to think about ways to defeat IS. It feels quite personal, as if they've just attacked a Dutch city. The door to this room keeps getting opened. People are curious what's going on in here. At one point the door is open for a while. Eventually two people are allowed to join. The first is a man in his 40's, with streaks of grey in his beard. He looks like he's earned the reputation to be here. The other is my classmate Chris. I'm now sitting/lying in what seems like the windowsill, in a quite relaxed position, nothing you'd do in front of the princess. I'm wearing a purple V-neck T-shirt. I tell her I've got an idea, but it's going to be very longterm and might not even work. I'm not sure if it's a good plan. Basically there are at least 3 ways to do damage to them: kill them, make sure they don't attract new members and... ? My proposal is that we need to prevent people living in the countryside from joining them in the cities by taking care of the water supply. I'm not sure if the dream lasted long enough for me to fully explain all that.

I am in the living room flying around with some of my friends. I am a demi-god and we are trying to figure out which god is my favorite. Because of the way I am flying my friends tell me that my god parent's name starts with a T. They seem very excited about this. Then I see this lady that is stuffing these perfect looking snowballs into a little cubby hole where the fireplace usually is. She is shoving them in really fast, so me and my sister close out the cubby hole and throw all the snowballs outsideas though they are dangerous. Then we go out into the garage. I am going to be in a Harry Potter movie. Someone says "Anyone in the new Harry Potter movie come over here!" J.K. Rowling is there and I am joking with her. But she doesn't seem to be very happy. I would describe her as dull in this scene.
I am at a wedding, and I notice that the people getting married are lesbian. Then I see Matthew Lewis and ask him if we can get a picture together. He is very friendly and agrees, but we don't have a camera. I consent to just asking for his autograph, which he willingly gives. It is not a very good autograph, barely more than a scribble.
I am at a lunch table with my friends. Then I notice someone who looks like Hayley from Bratayley. I realize that both Annie a and Hayley are there, so I move down the table to talk with them. Annie is acting really sad and ignoring me.

Answering a queen's summons, I kneel before her throne and wait. Eventually, I realize she's ignoring me. Just wanted to see me kneel. That's fine. I think of an old mentor, a meditation style holding one position for hours, and settle in to be here for a while. I can hear her advisors talking to her, two nervous men with high voices pointing out that I'm waiting, using a title for me. But I'm aware she's angry about her son.

When she finally acknowledges me, she says she wants something I'd once promised her. I tell her she's welcome to it.

2/16/2016

I was at my neighbours house at my summer cottage. I knew that my cottage was behind me but I did not go over there. I was sitting there thinking about something. Then I am in a bathroom and there are two people in the shower. They are clothed. But I only know one of them from school. It end.

I was boarding a train with my dad and brother. We are out in the middle of nowhere, I think South Dakota. It’s a freight train with freight. I am worried as to why we are boarding this train. It’s an open top when I board and when, later in the trip, it is suddenly closed and there is someone else in there. It was very weird. While riding, there is now a top, and there is someone in there telling us about something that I don’t know. Then, it transitions to where we are waiting for a train to go by. I tell my dad that the red light means that we have to stop and we are on the side track to wait for a train to go by. Then the train goes by and there are many gas tanks on it. I tell him that the orange light means to be ready to stop and we go on. Then, when we slow down for an intersection. I get out of the now open car, and it seems as though we are in a desert. With a small town by us. I walk in the small town for a few steps and then suddenly I am in a car, driving into the town. It is now dusk. I am now in this little apartment of some sorts and it is dark. There are two people that I know from school there and they like having me there. It ends.

No LD’s tonight.