non-lucid

I am at the library, but also partially at Goodwill. The library is rearranged, so I ask one of the people there where the "double swim meets" are. The person who answers tells me, and talks A LOT. I want to ask her where the books on hold are, but she keeps talking (very annoying.)
We are still in the library, same dream. This time there is someone, a lady talking about someone else. A boy tries to guess who she is talking about, but he doesn't know. I all of a sudden am on the deck at my house. I am smoking and I throw the cigarette into the woods. When I walk back in, I say who the person was the lady was talking about; Carly Fiorina.
I am sitting on the staircase rail and my sister tells me that it looks like fun and she wants to try. I get off and let her try it.
I am at a friend's birthday party, brushing out my hair with my friend's brush. Then me and my friend are taking a walk outside, walking a dog wearing sandals. We are walking through the grass, and it is very wet and squishy. My dad is there and he tells us that we should have walked on the sidewalks. We are walking under a tree and I see a box of rats floating in the air. I try to pet one, and it growls at me. "I hate rats!" I scream. A nearby lady starts yelling at me for hating rats. I try to shut her up and tell her that I really do like rats, but she just won't be quiet. I end up punching her really hard on her back and walking away. My dad gives me a horrified look and I shrug and say "don't worry, I don't do that often." We walk into a building, and I let my thoughts wander. I think about LDing, so I decide to do an RC. I do 2+2, and it equals 5. I push my fingers through my hand, and it worked. I wonder what I should do. I decide to walk around a corner so I can be alone and decide what to do there. It leads me to an elevator. (Definitely not lucid at this point.) I press the button and I can see the elevator moving upwards. I wonder what floor I should press, so I ask a lady nearby. She tells me she doesn't know and we should just go out to eat. There is a cafe nearby , so I get a yogurt parfait, and we sit down to eat. Then there are teachers and students there. The teachers are telling us about all the homework we have to turn in the next day.
I thought it was weird that I had two dreams last night about people talking and talking and being annoying. It was weird because it didn't seem to have any connection to my waking life whatsoever. I'll have to look into that osome more.

I only remembered my dreams from later in the night.
I remember a fragment about Gov. Bobby Jindal dropping out of the run for presidency. I know there was more to the dream but I can't remember it.
I am in my church basement playing volleyball in my gym class. One of my friends walks up to me and tells me the results of the Iowa caucuses. I take my friend by the shoulders and say to her, "I knew what the results were about two seconds after they came out. Ok, probably more like five minutes."
I'm at Hogwarts in one of the classes. Harry asks Dumbledore a question and Dumbledore answers, "whatever you say will be your punishment." Then we are outside near Hogwarts and the Forbidden forest. There is a giant crow laying on the ground next to us. (Harry Ron, Hermione.) Then Dumbledore says something about Voldemort never seeing death before, and someone lights a match and throws it on the crow. We are all very horrified at this.

5/2/16:
Quick write up:
Dream 1: Playing an old sort of video game, on an island with some different people around I need to talk to. Something about saving the world.

Dream 2: At a school camp, in a giant cabin where everyone ends up sleeping in groups of 6 or so. Teacher comes over and tells me and my brother to seperate and finds us spots to sleep at.

Dream 3: Moving into a flat in the city in preperation for university. We attend a welcome breakfast of some kind and get a lot of toast. I see my younger brother playing minecraft and I teach him how to make his buildings look a little nicer. We go to the shops and buy this huge basketball.

Not a lot this time. I remember peeling off huge pieces of the skin of my feet with my nails. The flesh unerneath didn't feel raw, just slightly tender, even if I got thoses big slab off. The skin I got off was tough and dryish, like calluses.

Last nigt work 5pm-11pm.

Bed 2am - 9:55am

DR1:

I'm walking outside in the ankle deep snow. It's at night and strong wind is blowing falling snow in all dirrections. I'm holding something small in my arms. Maybe it's a creature or a small child that is not really a child by age. I want to provide comfort so I hide him under my long coat. It's happy.

I look back and I can't see anything. The lights of a large farm house have disappeared in the distance. It's a blizzard and we are joking about getting lost. Joking-because I know the way. I look under my feet and there is a barely visible but very clear path back to the house.

I turn again away from the house and come to picket fence. I see some lights in the distance, growing biger. I hear 2 people from neighbors farm yelling at me something, warning me about approaching lights. I can recognize it as a fast approaching car. I know they have no chance of seeing me so I walk towards it and step left so I'm behind the fence. I let the car pass by me.

(The snowfall was beautiful and providing comfort was comforting to me as well)

DR2:

I'm in my mom's kitchen. Somebody is talking loud just under the first story window in foreign language. I aonly recognize the word "Romania". 3 males are walking away and as they look back, I see they are typical Gypsies.

I look outside to see what the noise is and there is a bunch of them standing outside the fence to our uncle's and our garden. Some of them are climbing on it and trying to break in.

Here the story splits into 2 scenarios.

1 - I walk outside and confront them. Their leader is threatening me and says I better keep the doors locked because he is coming back after my family.

2 - Now that I know that ^^, at first sign of commotion outside, I grab my big handgun, walk outside and shoot the leader in the head. He drops dead and I ask "anybody else?"

I know I should keep shooting and I either do or just imagine that scenario, as the cleanest and safest way to protect me and my family.

There was a also a small handbag left by the leader on my table. It's moving just a tiny bit and I wonder what "mafia" message he left me in it. As I'm taking it outside, I'm thinking somebody's finger. But I see through the zipper, it's a nonvenomous snake.

Next thing I know I see my dad outside and I'm asking him if he seen the snake. He says which one, and that he was rather big and he is joking, because he has him around his neck like a pet.

My mom walks up and she pets the snake which is weird because she doesn't like them.

They are coming closer, I pull out my gun and I tell them to stay back, because I'm gonna drop somebody. I'm thinking if the snake dies fast if I shoot him in the spine.

DR3:

I'm sitting by large windows in a rather large room. I look up at the skies (was practicing for TOTM in WL) and I see some flat clouds. They look like UFO clouds and I'm jokingly saying to someone about UFOs in the skies.

I look to the left and there are some huge alien spaceships. They are all different, colors are muted by distance and slight fog. But they are very pretty grey and blue gray.

There was some kind of aerial fight and some very tall structure looking like a street ligt, but reaching all the way to the clouds took a hit and started toppling over. The wery tip of it hit the window near me and fell on the pillow I had my head on just seconds later. My phone got damaged and it's screen got cracked. It still worked but all images were shrunk to the middle of the screen.

A utility truck comes by fast. It's all burned up and metal is all twisted. I't going fast, dodging the holes on the street caused my explosions and falling debree.

Now I'm standing on the corner of the street and another utility wehicle comes by fast and it's leaving brand new asphalt pavement. We are amazed how fast the city fixes itself after distruction.

First dream

I was in a shop near school. With classmates from previous school we were waiting in a queue. I wanted to buy some chips. For some reason, one of classmates paid for me and we went outside. On the way I ate some - it had strong herbal taste, and was a little bit spicy. We entered the school and went to IT room, where we worked on something.

Second dream

I was in my home, playing with our family pet - a fly. I had great fun with it, and wanted to find it some better place to live. I found a purple flower and found some good spot with few spiders. This fly was unusual - it ate spiders. Next day we wanted to play with our family pet, but we couldn't find it. We only found some dead spiders. Suddenly something jumped on me. I tried to throw it off, but it jumped back. After a while I managed to get rid of it - it was a strange black bug with long, thin legs.

Hello, this is my first dream journal entry, i have decided to write it because i feel it will help my dream recall and i want to add to the community. This is my 10th day after starting writing down my dreams.

Friday 05/02/16 - Fight club(vividness 5/5)

I am in some sort of extremely posh fight club, their is red lace every where and beautiful pottery, trying to rescue 3 sisters from these evil men. I am with two old women, who are powerful wizards, with long wizened faces. i am walking through the club and can hear the people fighting. the woman to my left stops me and a look of fear passes across her face, she shows me a vision of a sorcerer wearing a well tailored suit, strolling through the fight, people dropping around him, and he has not even drew his sword. She states he is the most powerful sorcerer ever, and not even i could stop him(In my dream i am some sort of super powerful prodigy destined to save the world ) *FLASH TO ANOTHER PLACE IN THE CLUB* in some dark dingy room a door opens and a man walks into the room were the 3 girls are being held, strapped to chairs. he walks up the the nearest one and hits her with with his cane, blood splatters on his suit. the other girls try to stop him by shouting insults, to get him to beat them instead, so they wont hurt their sister. He begins to beat the one on the left, she looks him in the eye and refuses to give cry, she looks to her sister and gives a brave smile.

Friday 05/02/16 - 100 Year war(vividness 4/5)

There is a war that has been going on for 100 years, i have been fighting in it for a long time and have been at every key event in it. *I have a specific memory of standing on a ledge dramatically looking down on a giant war between two huge factions of sorcerers (around 10000 people), i sadly look down on the blood bath, unable to do anything, i turn around and walk away **I also have lots of over memory of fighting hundreds of sorcerers and single-handedly, taking them all down without using any magic*. i am sat in a dark room with two old men, one of the men is one of the leaders of the factions, i am reluctant to be hear because i don't like fighting in the war anymore, they are talking to me telling me i have the power to end the war as i am the last pusher(a version of the force, only more powerful), and a prophecy foretold the last pusher would be the most powerful being in existence. the old man is the to the right of the faction leader is the only other pusher left, he offers to train me.(i think i accepted)*flash forward* The old man who is training me is out in the snow and a man walks up to him and hands him a shield, my master smiles, the shield is some sort of great honor awarded to the best, he turns to walk into the bar i am in, but two thieves kill him and steal his shield. i was in the bar and could sense the disturbance and ran out, killed the thieves but it was too late, he was dead. this is what made me become powerful.


Friday 05/02/16 - Friends (fragment)(vividness 2/5)

i am walking up the hill to my house with my friends (I will call them John and Mike) Mike wants to go down to his house and meet up with some of our other friends but we know that would take a long time, so i convince them to come to my house, we set off walking and a weird giant steam punk tractor goes by, everything looks normal but lightly off.

Friday 05/02/16 - Steam punk sister (Fragment)(vividness 3/5)

I am not their but my sister is, she is fixing up my home(she has super strength and speed), i live in a giant warehouse in a scrap heap in some steam punk alternate reality. she is showing my other sister around and they are jumping around super high. she has made me some sort of space rocket that can only be used to leap in the air really high like a frog, she climbs in and the dream view goes 3rd person, like a vehicle in a game. she jumps on to a broken giant version of it that is in my scrap heap.

Thank you for reading, if you did. also can anyone let me know if i should split all these dreams up, or keep them in the same entry.

Morning of February 5, 2016. Friday.

Dream #: 17,945-05. Reading time: 2 min 12 sec.



I communicate with unknown people. Some of them are arrangements of objects that are not in one cluster, but I still perceive them in human form at times. A table lamp on the floor, books in a bookshelf, and a table leg may equate one person. Even though they seem sentient, an unfamiliar female thinks this type of supposed human is without life and does not have the same rights or ability to communicate.

I quickly climb an unusual structure (vestibular system adaptation). I am atop a big cage. At this level, open enclosures are on each side with spaces from them. Beyond the gap on one side at ground level, is an oversized leopard. Its oblong spots are longer than on a real leopard and its coat more of a brownish tint. I have a concern it could jump up to get to me, and it does. I bite the back of its neck and push it off the top of the cage. As it goes tumbling off, it bounces into another big wild cat which makes it angry. That one also jumps up to eat me. I bite it and throw it off backward.

Two big wild cats come up, one from each side (through each gap on each side). The one on my left seems like a tiger. I somehow bite both of them on the back of the neck in a short time and push them off. I do not seem to injure any of them.

I become part of an experiment using changes in DNA to make the test subjects more like prehistoric people. I am in a big mostly featureless field (at least one end with only high grass) in a rectangular fenced-in area. The others are all men and women who look like cave people from a cheaply made movie. They seem almost like modern humans on one level in that they remind me of a group of businessmen and secretaries. They want to pretend to have a business office even in this unusual setting requiring hunting and survival skills. For this and other reasons, the group annoys me. I pretend that I am “more primitive” than them by growling like an animal. I decide I will have no part of the controlled experiment or whatever it is and go to the opposite side of the fenced-in area where there is a big tree (the only shelter in the area) as well as different food plants. Meanwhile, I keep throwing long spears (which seem to come out of nowhere) at the group. I throw them like daggers, and they spin horizontally like helicopter rotors before reaching their target, either their neck or chest. (That is impossible as the spearhead would hit from its side not suddenly go forward into the target.)

There are about half (five or six people) of the group left. I plan on living on this side where the big tree is. There are a few animals, including a saber-tooth tiger resting in the shade of the tree. I am not threatened by it. It seems more natural and right than trying to live with the group. (They stay on the featureless side of the fenced-in area away from food and shelter.) I sense I will be the only one to survive.

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Party!
I'm at a public party which is quite crowded. I'm standing at the bar with quite some other people. The MC asks the public if we should allow an audience member to rap. I shout yes. Now he passes me a mic and wants me to do it. What? No way man. He says he just asked who wanted to rap. I tell him that I thought he asked if he should let someone rap, not who wants to rap. He's still trying to make me do it. I feel pressured, but I'm not doing it.

The mc for the party is now a woman. She mentions a few times how we're now on Bali and the island just over there, which is also part of the party, is Java. Or perhaps the other way around. The party is coming to a close. As a way to drag it out she has someone/us throw a lot of fog or something alike into the air, so that both sections of the party are united within it and we can continue partying just a little bit longer. Somewhere in the distance I can see a historical building. A big, roman/greek style city hall or something. The colours of the light surrounding it are beautiful.

Ex
I'm on a big public square. I'm with my cousin, but he disappears off to somewhere. I run into my first ex-girlfriend. She jokingly makes a shitty comment. I take her bicycle and jokingly threaten to lift it over the poles and chains which are forming a barrier to the canals. She panicks and apologises. We walk back again. She comments on how easily I lifted her bike up. I tell her it's no biggie. I lift her bike with just my right arm. I purposefully use my right arm cause that is my stronger arm. I'm glad I chose to do so, cause feeling the weight of the bicycle, I think it would've been a bit challenging to lift it with my left arm. She seems impressed by my strength and I'm liking the attention. We end up back somewhere on the middle of the square with her boyfriend. We start walking off the square. Once we're off it, they start walking in another direction. Ow yeah, he lives in Amsterdam, so they're staying quite close. Lucky them. I go back to find my cousin.

Peanut butter mint & wetness
I'm walking around somewhere. A conversation that I had with a friend is still playing in my head, though so vividly that it almost seems like I'm having the conversation right now. He keeps asking me customs related stuff and what would happened if they would question a mutual friend of ours who he is apparently involved with and who isn't very bright. After a while I tell him that I don't have a clue, as I never have to deal with customs. I'm slightly annoyed. I'm walking around a building which is quite modern. I am myself about to get on an airplane to wherever. I stop somewhere near a gate, though I know it isn't the gate that I need to go to. I just want to eat for a moment. I take my big black & orange backpack and take some bread out of it. The flavour is a combination of peanutbutter and mint. A guy who doesn't really seem to do security, but does have some position of authority, tells me that I'm not allowed to eat here. I apologise and move to an area a bit further back. He tells me that in this area it's also not allowed and he tells me where I am allowed to eat. At one point he mentions that this isn't a fucking cafeteria. I feel slightly offended by his choice of words. I was cooperating fully, so I don't feel I deserved that lashing out.

I'm somewhere semi-outside. There's still a roof over this area, but it's not really inside. It's a sort of foodcourt area, though all I see are the benches and tables. So many places are taken. I sit down at perhaps 2 different spots, but every time it was already taken and someone had just stood up for a moment. Finally I decide to go to a chair/bench which is covered in water. I wipe the water away with the sleeve from my vest/jacket/something and I sit down. I feel the cold wetness of the water.

I found myself in a Fallout 4 style landscape. I, like everyone else around me found ourselves in a state of panic and determination to get somewhere safe. Every turn there were gangs standing on the streets waiting to rob civilians. I can into a group of 4 or 5 african american men wearing worn jeans and sports shirts. Some had red bandanas. I jumped over a cliff side after being persues by their shouts and agressive taunts. Luckly the hill was not to steap and I was able to run down it without tripping. It felt like a video game with the lack of realistic off balance one would have when going up down and side to side on a hill. I was a curvy street stretching down the side of the rocks ground with the dried out grass. The road I was starting to follow had first a gang of 5 men standing and sitting on a car and second a large home. This house was something you would see out of a Series of Unfortionate Events Movie or a home owned by an old woman living in Georgia post 1800's.

I snuck around the men and entered the home from the back right side. You know that feeling when you go to a college party for the first time freshman year with friends you have only recently met? The smell of cigarettes and un mopped food and tile floors. This was that. I saw farmiliar faces but none could I put a name on. I simply passed through the house like a ghost. No one really noticed me or saw me. Finally, I got to the back left of the house where all of the attractive girls, wearing black, hair straightened, and wearing their kardashian lipstick. They huddled together in small groups. 1, which I will never forget was three girls against the window and the side wall. 2 were sitting down embracing eachother infront of a giant red pillowed heart on the wall. They faced a girl taking their picture on her phone. The second group was four girls, not friendly at all, sitting with eachother talking but never allowing themselves to be face to face. They talked and looked out into the large room. smalled groups were off to the sides and middle of the floor but were of no interest to me.
I finally ran into a friend(who? I dont know) but she and I knew eachother as friends. She was with another guy and they were rubbaging through the kitchen trying to find supplies. They would never tell me what they were looking for and only assumed I knew why they were looking. I did.

It was the end of days and the beginning of something terrible. 5% of the people I saw were trying to prepare, 60% were getting ready to kill and take everything from everyone, and 35% were living their lives like nothing was going to happen.

I only remember leaving the house shortly after my friends preceaded up stairs while the gangsters from our side came into the building. They did not know weather to kill and take everything from everyone or join the party. Aimlessly looking around I snuck past them and back into the barren wasteland. Waiting for what was to come.

#17

Shadow Stuff & Transformations

[Fragment #1] I found myself in a maroon colored atmosphere in a school-like setting. There was a skinny African guy and some tall brawny Caucasian man talking in a room behind glass. The Caucasian man spotted me and was coming out to approach me. I wanted to get away but he caught me and asked if I would find the guy "messed up in the head" if he told me a secret about him. The other guy was yelling, "NO NO NO! STOP!" And then I replied to the brawny man;

MobianAngel: "I wouldn't care if he was to stick a finger up his ass and eat the shit that came out of it. I just don't care! Hell, my fiancé is a psychopathic murderer who eats babies and likes violence! Do you honestly think I would care about what he does?"

[Fragment #2] There was a girl by the van of the African man's whose balloon began to float up into the air. I went to get it and tried to tie the small bit of string onto her backpack but it flew away once again and she cried.

[Fragment #3] There was a place in a kind of mall-like shape where people could walk in and their bodies would change to be other creatures as they will gain the powers of the respective individual. There was a section for boys and one for girls. I remember the girls having mermaid transformations and some sort of lancer that can electrify the floor with a electricity infused lance.

[2/4/2016] All I can remember is running outside of the house because my mother pissed me off and it was raining. The parking lot was exceedingly large and my Shadow the Hedgehog plush was clinging onto me as if it were alive and it would not let go.

Dream Goal For February

Spoiler for February 2016 Goal:

Goal: Have a lucid dream about Shadow the Hedgehog and have sex with him.

Extended Information

Spoiler for Extended Information:

• Date — 2/3/2016 & 2/4/2016

• Went to bed — N/A

• Woke up — N/A

• Total sleep — N/A

• Stress level throughout the day — N/A

• Techniques/Practices:

*Daytime — N/A

*Bedtime — N/A

*Recall — N/A

• Dream(s):

*Time logged — N/A

*Vividness (1-5) — N/A

*Awareness — N/A

*Perceived Length — N/A

*Emotions — N/A

*Dream Signs — N/A

Notes/Summary

Spoiler for Notes/Summary:

Notes/Summary — N/A

Whatever I was dreaming, I think I was in a warehouse and then it ended with a even more intense version of Ian Curtis singing "Digital"; "Feel it closing in day in, day out..." and he sounded even more intensely scared/messed up/depraved/something than he did when he sang that song while he was alive.

I'm in a field with a middle aged, thin blond woman. The sun is high and ther's just enough wind for the grass to shiver. We start running, going faster and faster. She takes my hand and we start floating about the ground, zipping above the grass at high speed. A large tunnel appears in front of us, the woman with me asking me to slow down. I go faster instead, rising us a little more above the ground so we don't touch the long, low bench in front of the entrance of the tunnel. A blue wall made of pure nergy shimmers in front of us for a split second and we go through, reaching the inside of the tunnel. The woman let go of my hand and we slow down and fall back on the floor. I land on my ass and my head feels floaty from the speed. The woman helps me up and give me a cigarette on a holder, lighting it up for me. I take a puff, feeling the hot smoke going down my throat, coating it with ashes. It taste like breathing in the fumes of firewood, with a hint of spiciness underneath, like four spices roasting.*
I look around in the tunnel. The ceiling is vaulted, and all of it is covered in metal plates, some kind of purplish stainless steel. A man in a labo coat come closer to me, saying that I passed the protection like they weren't there. I understand that I'm some kind of witch, here because of it. I throw away the cigarette and go deeper into the complex. I reach a place that looks like a lab, with gleaming, white ceramic tiles everywhere. There's cars here; very old one. I come closer to one of them; it's bright red, with golden accent. A young man is fussing with it, calling it his baby. It roars to life when I come closer, wiggling like a dog. I pat it while the young man looks at me with a bemused look on his face. I start to walk away, but the car follows me, much to the chagrin of the young man. I give him a smile as an apology and fly off to the surface, climbing out in the same field.

4/2/16:
Dream 1: I was getting jumping lessons from Lebron, telling me to slide a little into it (idk if that is legit or not haha). I also walked around all the shoe shops in a mall.

Dream 2: I was going to food convention at some place, hours away, with my family. I don't know what happened there exactly, but on the way back stuff started going wrong. I was driving and there was an accident, the car was pretty beat up nd we couldn't stop. There were letters everywhere in the car as well as a cat, if we were pulled over we might have been held up for some reason.

Dream 3: Donald Trump opened a business centre in Atlanta, trying to capitalize on end of fascism. There was a town in England switching timezone to be the same, but the business centre was failing as his image was destroyed. He was ranting about muslim people being meaningless hordes in his workforce or some shit like that.

Fragment: Watching a soccer match, hazad almost scoring incredible goal, it had reverse swing like in cricket and almost went under the goalies hand. I called my little brother over to show him the replay.

I woke up in my bed and looked at the clock. It was 2A0B hour. I looked at my bed, and then at the clock again. It was A12G this time. I took another look at the clock, and it was 12:12. Then I turned over so from my bed I could see clock in another room. It showed 02:26, and I quickly checked a few times. This was a momet when I realised that I just woke up from a false awakening dream.