non-lucid

Randomly Annoying

I was taking out a dream character that made me feel bad.[I hate when this happens but it happens] Then the dream shifted to where i was observing my hands. I felt them squishy and like i could only feel the inner part of my hands. After that I was gonna go out the window but than the dream shifted.

At first I was on my bed but couldn't move. Than my eyes forcefully closed. After that I was pouring a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch when i heard girls talking in the front window. They were teenagers that told a guy to play around with a girl than make fun of her in the end. I took my spoon than told them by shouting that it was wrong to do that. The dream sort of deformed after that than i woke up.



Petals On The Ground

I was somewhere where my brother's friend was talking to me about something.Then went to a room where I and a group of other people had to do something with our own weapons to save my father from a life of being a pimp. [Which he is not] Anyways after swinging whatever i had around and trying to bring up a power the dream shifted and I remember appearing in some castle like place.

I followed a guy who I thought was a familiar best friend and there was a group following me behind. I thought of them as visitors/tourists to the place. I told the guy who was suppose to be my best friend to follow me to a secret passage. I dropped white/pinkish flower petals onto the ground as I led the way.Than we went up the stairs of what was a broken bridge i guess. I saw a earring on the ground so i picked it up than a girl appeared.

I thought she wanted the earring, which i thought was the earring i actually lost in waking life. I ran with the guy than told him to let me ride his back. I rode his back than looked back. The girl followed but the place became a huge building crowded with people. I noticed my mom so i got off his back than handed my mom a pair of sunglasses. The glasses transformed to a puzzle than my mom's face began to light up with bright make up. I thought it was pretty than a group of ladies surrounded my mom.

One asked my mom why I looked so shy. My mom said cause i had menopause.[I don't.] Than the lady said they have medication for that and I should go to a place she recommended. I held onto my mom's arm kind than I woke up.

Shoes

An old best friend came to visit me. However, I saw her go downstairs without permission than heard her escape through the basement door. I called her than ran with my younger brother to her house. When i opened the door I saw her deceased old cat walking inside than closed the door thinking how i shouldn't go in even if they do leave their door open.[which they use to do. Idk why] I saw her older sister on the balcony and called to her mentioning how she probably stole something. The sister let me in but than my old bf came and asked what was wrong.I asked her why she left so suddenly than she handed me a bag of red/green shoes. I told her i didn't want it.

Next thing I recall is hanging with a group of people than jumped on a boys back for fun near a park. After that I ran and was told by a girl that i had to use the power of a wooden violin to save some. I tried playing a singing but sounded horrible so i decided to forget about it. Than we left to go somewhere else.

I ended up at my house where my younger brother mentioned how it is unnatural for people to say a fictional character is cute after someone mentioned something about a character named raven from a book.Than i made a joke where i and some others laughed except my younger brother.

I "woke up" and went to Big Plate Coffee. I had a co-worker there who I talked into taking my shift. She usually comes in later but she said yes and I thought I could sleep because I was really tired. Then I actually woke up and nearly lost it. Haha

I was waiting at a queue to a physiotherapy. The doctor took two people until I had to go. Looking through a window I could see two girls from my class having a walk.

Then I found myself in school. I was talking with a girl about warm socks I was wearing.

I'm on the water of a lake on a grey day. I think I''m floating on something like a log. I float away from the rocky shore, there is a bit of a sheer cliff by it, trees on either side. My grandfather and sister are there. I try to make my way back. My grandfather tries to pull me in but suddenly I zoom in the opposite direction at great speed. I fall into the water and I immediately fish for my cellphone from my jeans pocket, it can't get wet. To my surprise it's still working. I try to swim to the opposite shore where my grandfather and sister are.

In an industrial warehouse kind of place at night. The windows are all black. There are bright, yellowish lights coming from the ceiling. I see two young kids I know, they are being very annoying and aggressive, walking all over me and not listening to me. I have to stand up for myself. I begin to fight with them, we struggle as we fight. They run off and hide to catch their breath. I'm with another person I can't remember who is helping me fend them off. I feel bad for being so aggressive, can't these kinds of things be resolved peacefully? They come at me again and I have to fight them.

I'm at the metal shop, I'm talking to a guy who's asking me if I want to be an instructor here. I say I could, but I only Inventor (a CAD program) and still need practice with SolidWorks (another CAD program). He says that's ok, or just bypasses my comment, and we go deeper into the shop.

*I was pulled by police for driving out of the lines. They assumed I was drinking so performed a drinking test to concluded that indeed I was sober. They were very nice at this point let me go along my way. While preparing to drive away my cat in the car was misbehaving but at the same time really enjoyed my cat being with me.

Being chased across a field (incline) by a thug with a knife in the early hours of the morning. I am able to out run them but they start to keep a pace so I duck into a work place. There is security so i'm safe for now. Head teacher is not happy that I did not go to see him about something. He is asking where the A-Z has gone to xD

Ritual: My LDs have all but vanished now that I am not actively working on it (not for lack of interest, but work is way too busy right now, and I'm not playing any computer games either!) However, when I got up before dawn to feed the cat and realized I was wakeful enough to call this a WBTB, it occurred to me that I didn't even know what the October TOTMs were, so I looked them over before returning to bed. I tried to do some counting but had no focus and fell asleep. I did end up complete one of the tasks, but essentially within the context of a non-lucid dream! The distinctions between LD and NLD used to seem a lot crisper when LDing was new to me, but I would call this an example of agency without dream awareness, which I'm not sure has happened to me before. I always thought dream awareness was the prerequisite for agency, but apparently not!

NLD: I was in a community that was preparing for a special festival. They had a great deal of maguro (lean tuna meat) and slices of it were lining a long stone staircase that cut through a wooded park-like space. I wanted to marinate the maguro like I had done at last year's festival: it had been a big hit. I tried to remember the marinade recipe, and knew that it was very basic: pretty much just soy sauce and cilantro. Soy sauce was easy to come by, but I was out of cilantro. I had a limited time before all the maguro went bad, so I had to find cilantro right away.

I went into town to see if I could get any. While walking down the sidewalk, I saw some women holding cameras. I assumed they were photographers for the festival. This reminded me of the TOTMs, so I tried to remember the one I had prioritized. Oh right: if I see a DC, I should follow him or her. I picked one of the photographers, a black woman with her hair bound in two pigtails, and started shadowing her as she walked down the street.

The DC only walked about fifteen feet before she turned around again, so I turned as well and continued following her. She walked back to the place where I had first spotted her and stopped again. What was she doing? I studied her closely, trying to understand her behavior. She wasn't taking any pictures; her camera hung ignored around her neck. However, she seemed to be posing to display her fur coat to best advantage. Suddenly I understood: she had put on a gorgeous costume for the festival, so now she was walking up and down the sidewalk in order to be seen!

I decided that continuing to follow her would be redundant if she was just going to hang out on that same stretch of sidewalk, so I went into a local bookstore to ask about the cilantro. There was a guy who had a piece of paper with pictures of the various types. Right now only the cilantro from China was available, he said, but it didn't have the best flavor: they had picked it too early. I told him I'd settle for that if I couldn't get anything else.

Notes: Since I stopped doing active dream practice, not only my recall but even the content of my dreams has degraded. The more epic and story-like elements have dwindled and my dreams currently seem to be pieced together primarily from waking life residue. This one is full of it: I ate similar slices of maguro on Sunday night; on Monday I attended a lecture where the speaker used a fur coat as a metaphor; and in the back of my mind I had been wondering if it was true, as someone recently told me, that cilantro can lower the raised mercury levels one can get from eating too much maguro. Even marinating the maguro has a precedent, a very delicious form of sushi called zuke.

Hello. My name is Lucas and I was too stupid to realise I was dreaming.

Well... the good news. I slept well enough to remember my dreams...

First, a fragment: I was going to this show. I got there and I was super excited, Bianca Del Rio was gonna be there. There was a huge crowd.

Second, another fragment: I was walking up the stairs at home. It was really windy, though. I thought "oh, hey, I need to do a RC soon". But then I looked around, the stairs looked normal and the super strong wind, with no windows around, also seemed normal. Finally, the mountains below the stairs also made sense. So I shrugged and thought "nah, this is real. There's no way I could feel such strong winds in a dream".

First dream: I was driving - AND DIDN'T DO A RC, I SUCK - and the streets were familiar, but I have no idea where I was. However, in the dream, I totally knew. I was running late, so I decided to take a shortcut. When I got there, I realised they had put some spiky thingies next to it, and you had to be really careful to enter the shortcut (which, btw, was some stairs).

I wasn't careful enough and, of course, one of my tyres got slashed. I left my car, lifted up my car (with my hands, cause... yeah) and found the problem. I didn't want to call my insurance, so I decided to change the tyre on my own. My cousin showed up and said he could help. We kept trying to decide where to do it, while I was moving my car with just my hands. I was freakishly strong in this dream. Lea showed up too and the three of us finally found a place to change the tyres. I was very obviously into Lea and didn't want the many thug-ish guys walking around the streets to make her uncomfortable, but she was totally cool and chill about everything. She was actually having fun with the tyre thing.

Last dream: I was walking around, but I wasn't me. I was older than me. It was a beautiful place, lots of green, mountains, trees and beaches. It was seriously paradise. Then, I was talking to someone, like a voiceover, and it sounded like the other person was a therapist. I was asking her when I'd stop hallucinating about "that day". Then, I had a flashback to the day. The whole place was being bombed and I kept seeing "myself" jumping to the many rivers and lakes of the place.

Then I was telling the voice again that I kept seeing it happening again and again and that I'd always jump into water cause I was afraid of the fire in my hallucinations. The problem was that the water was always hot because the people there had used the bombing effects to make it warm. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.

Anyway, I was me again and I was just hanging out at a cool (but warm) lake-y thing. Another cousin of mine was there, but she had lost part of her arm during the bombing. She was okay with it, though, it had happened a while ago. Next to her, a woman was taking care of her (now adult) son. He had lost his head at the bombing. But he was very much alive. And he could hear us too. He just couldn't see anything.



Anyway, the woman wanted my cousin and her son to date. I was sad that my cousin, who has a bf in real life, was all alone and seriously considering going out on a date with a guy who couldn't see her just because she felt like she was too ugly with her half-arm. I wanted to her she could do better, and that she deserved better, but then Game Of Throne's Khaleesi was in the water with me. I talked to her and she was nice, but she seemed uncomfortable. So I said that I'd love to see her in a better mood.

She misunderstood me and went on a rant about how people think that celebrities are all mean and that she's actually really happy when she's around fans.

So I told her I didn't mean it like that, I had only meant that she seemed tired and that it looked like she was having a bad day, and all that I wanted was to see her happy. She wasn't offended anymore and I felt like we had a good connection there, so I was all "OMG I THINK I'M GONNA HOOK UP WITH KHALEESI".

So I woke up.

Some dreams are like old, abandonned cemetary; old bones laying under the soil, mostly forgotten but lingering still.

I am in the old house, with my family. My sister and father are cooking, the table is dressed in the kitchen. Their part of it is bathen is a golden glow, but it fade before reaching my mother and me. Nobody seem to notice, and they bring the food to the table, and everyone get a hearty helpful of pan roasted potatoes and bacon bits. It smells wonderful, my family is joking around and laughting, but I can't. Deep down, this feels sublty wrong, like I'm seeing everything through a deforming glass. The food taste good, but my stomach is tight. I feel cold and remote, I want to leave.

I wonder how many time my subconscious is going to dig up the ghost of my childhood and the corpse of my parent's marriage.

I was playing a game of Halo, and my mind was making up an entirely different story for the Master Chief, as that is who I was. I was fighting the Covenant in a forest area. It restarted a lot of times, because I kept dying. There was a night time level, where I was on a Covenant ship and had to kill Covies as they were dropped off by a Phantom. I also remember at the end of the forest level, the Master Chief was picked up by a Phantom, and he was kidnapped. Also, I wasn't playing the video game, I felt I was actually the Master Chief. The end.

I was in my mother's house. We were speaking about many different things... I don't remember about what. But I remember about last theme... We started speaking about God, his benevolence and similar things (My mother is believer in personal and intervening God, I'm believer of impersonal, in our life disinterested god- if there have to be God...). My mother gave me something like book with thick pages(like small children books have) "Here is the book of your sins, I have it directly from the God. The red marks are representing your sins"
There were fixed red marks on the pages of the book... I touched the page and the red marks started to fall down from the book fast. It was like they lost their adhesivity... Only white pages remained in that book of my sins.
Mother told me: "You are trying to cheat! You can do whatever you want, the God knows your sins."
"Whatever... I don't care about the cheating, I only touched it and the marks have fallen alone." I replied. Then I tried to stick the red marks back to the book. It wasn't possible to do it. It was like there is electrostatic charge on them, they couldn't even touch the surface of page. And I said: "See? They don't want to stick on the pages."

Remarks
After some time I had somewhat interesting dream
It is only dream... I don't expect for it to be tied with reality

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
I've watched the 1st season of Narcos (about Pablo Escobar) in the last 2 weeks and I feel like this dream is related. It's night already and I'm at my mom's place. Something has disturbed me so much in the house that I've decided to take the keys of the car and sleep in the driver's seat. Unlike reality, it's a SUV type of car. I think with a light colour. Instead of reclining the seat, I bend over the passenger's seat or alternatively I put my head on the steering wheel. Even though my eyes are closed, I notice a flash. It's a cop taking pictures to collect evidence, I just know it. Then another one. I start the car and back out of the parking spot really quick, intending to go after the cop.

Still in the same street. I'm now trying to park the car, but it's going miserably. The street is always quiet traffic wise, cause it's a dead end. Now however it's busy and cars zoom by. A couple of times a car pulls into a parking spot before I can. I finally have one, one with a tree standing in the corner on the spot itself. I park, but due to an incline I roll backwards onto the street. No matter how many times I try and no matter how quick i pull the handbrake or step on the brake, no success. Until finally I've decided I have enough, hit them both real quick and park sort of acceptable. I walk over to the flat my mom lives in. Around the front door there's a group of men, all belonging to the same gang/cartel as I sort of reluctantly am a part of. I got dragged into this because my dad is the boss (he's the Escobar in this situation). I feel around and notice that I have my own set of keys, but forgot the other set of keys which holds the carkey. Must have left it in the ignition. I go back to the car. My female classmate Tan just walked around the back of the car and to the left side, where the driver's seat was when I sat in the car. I open the right door and now that's the driver's seat. I pull out the keys and ask her if this is what she was looking for. I ask her in a sort of menacing way. She's the type of person you see in movies who is not a prisoner, but sort of is, cause she's gonna die the moment she decides to leave. I go back to the front door. We stand in front of the elevator with a whole group, waiting. I look at my dad's reflection in the shiny elevator doors. Except.. my dad is me. And I am my child who looks like me. Tan starts talking to save her life. Talking about the things she'll do for my dad. The elevator opens, but it stopped a little too early. The floor of the elevator is higher than that of the ground we're standing on. "That's weird", I think to myself. And all of us squeeze in.

Dream 2
I'm playing cards with 5 other people. We're sitting at 3 small square tables, pushed against each other to form a longer table. We're sitting in 2 rows of 3 people, facing each other. I'm sat in the middle, facing my younger brother. From my perspective, on his right side is princess Beatrix of the Netherlands. To my left is a guy that until recently used to live in this house. We're sitting in the room of one of my housemates, but I'm not sure he's actually present. I can't recall the other 2 people. The princess is having a lot of fun. It feels like she's leading the game, cause we're playing it cause she wanted to. The person to my right and the princess are up. They're supposed to pick cards from the necklace of the princess and see who ends up with the highest total. After that it's my turn and my little brother. Unfair! I have to pick between the enormous amount of necklaces he's wearing. Only a few of them even hold a number. I have no clue which ones, but he does, because unlike the cards which all look the same, his necklaces differ from one another. I pick one without a number. He picks one specifically because he knows it has a high number on it. The guy to my left went downstairs for a moment. Because it's now his turn I go down the stairs to get him, but halfway down the stairs I can hear him come up again, so I go up as well. When he comes back into the room he washes his hands in the sink, as if he just went to the toilet. He then asks for toilet paper.

Dream 3
Yesterday I got the news that after several months of waiting, I'll finally get the hoodie I ordered from my uni in Indonesia. I'm in a room with several former classmates, one of my lecturers from Indonesia, my mom, my aunt and possibly more people. My classmates and I have received a big package from our uni full of stuff, such as a black hoodie with the grey logo on the side of the hood and other merchandise. I'm excited about it. My mom talks me into the hoodie being nicer if I take the hood and sleeves off. Halfway through tearing of the hood by using a tearaway line, I start regretting it. My mom keeps on talking, but at this point she is annoying the hell out of me. My aunt assures me that this can be fixed. I believe I also mess up my earplugs somehow.

My mom and another aunt are shouting at each other, but in between they are laughing with each other. That's a good thing I suppose..? At least they're on speaking terms again.

Dream 4
I'm part of a group. We're on the south part of an island. Some of our members have gone out to explore parts of it yesterday and are still to return. One of them is (or reminds me of) Fiona from Burn Notice. She went to the west part of the island with a horse and has already come back. I think someone also went to the east part. I imagine most of the island being a dried up, semi-desert type of place, like the old west. Our leader is standing in front of the group giving a speech or something alike. One of the members asks why Malfoy hasn't returned yet. Fiona shakes her head at the leader. Not because Malfoy was tragically lost, but because she wants to leave before he returns (though something tells me she might've had something to do with his disappearance). Our leader feels the same way about him and makes up an excuse.

Dream 5
I'm exploring the city with a couple of classmates. This includes hopping on and off the tram. The only classmate I do specifically remember being there is an older balding guy with glasses.

I was packing for a trip with my friends. I packed mostly the things I usually pack e.g. dresses skirt etc. There were a lot of friends but I do not recall any of my Chinese ones. I remember seeing a few acquaintances from Holland that I am not close with anymore (e.g. highschool). I remember I felt odd seeing them. When I was on the way to the airport and went through security I realized that what I packed was not nearly warm enough for the cold weathers in New York. I realized I did not have enough time to go back home and back to the airport so I called my mum to ask her to bring that stuff to me. She said she would send uncle to give the clothes to me. I asked for my pair of black jeans and my burberry trench coat and my black leather jacket. Somehow I still boarded the plane and then came to the sudden realization that I still have not yet gotten my stuff. So I told my friends I would catch a later flight and then I suddenly was at home again. At this point I somehow saw Paul, who was scheduled on a later flight in the night. I was supposed to take the evening one in case I made it. I was in a frenzy trying to find my things. I found everything except for my leather coat. It was not hanging where it used to be. (I was in my room in hongkong). I was worried that I would not catch the evening flight when Paul suddenly was there and told me we could both just take the last one. So after a while I finally found my jacket and Paul already left for the airport. Then I saw Kyle who was wondering why I haven’t left yet and who I was travelling with. I don’t recall what exactly happened but I felt guilty. Back at the airport I stumbled on to Paul again who said that our flight was not on the departure board which was weird. Then I woke up.

First dream

I was in school, waiting for classes to begin. There were other classmates waiting too. Some parts of this I seen from different perspectives. I was wearing an ugly gray shirt abd black trousers. A girl from class told me "This ugly shirt looks bad as a part of your image." Everybody started laughing, including myself. I replied "Everythinhg does!"

Second dream

Demons wanted to free an ancient god, to wreac havoc and destruction. To do this they had to take a crown of some wizard-king, and use it's power. I tried to reach it first, running through demon ridden drawbridges. When I finally got it, the ancient god wanted to tell me story of the crown.

One:

I was tied up on a chair in a large room. In the center was a big steel door on the floor, and there were people in robes standing all around it. They all stood there as the door on the floor slid open and a woman tied to an altar rose out of the hole. Just as that happened, I went lucid. Instead of untying myself, I decided to sit there and let it play out, just to see what kind of story I could play along with.

They left the woman on the altar and started to come at me, so I willed the rope untied and jumped up. They were all super surprised and WTF. An alarm rang and people were running everywhere, and I shot through the window out into the sky. In the sky there were lots of jets and people with jetpacks flying around, and I realized it was some kind of war. People were fighting each other. The guys in the building were the bad guys, so I joined up with the good guys and flew around watching the action. I noticed the building I came from was getting bombed, it was a giant complex, and soon there was a massive hole that took out a whole floor.

As I watched, an older lady flew up next to me, prepared to fight. So I tried to shoot off a Kamehameha, but it just fizzled. God, why can't I ever get DBZ stuff to work? Bleh... well, as soon as I attempted that, she started saying THE WORD, and I knew she was about to fire off her own Kamehameha. Just as it shot out of her hands, I freaked out thinking if I got hit, I would wake up, so I threw my arms forward and desperately tried again, AND IT WORKED. Mine met hers and overpowered it, and I destroyed her.

After that, I willed my clothes to be like the robes the guys in the complex were wearing, and went inside to try to save that woman. It was a lot of fun sneaking around like a spy. I was able to find her, but some other guys saw us and chased after us. We took a detour into a small hallway with a long booth, and sat down on the booth waiting for them to pass. But then I woke up.

Two:

A really strange dream where I was in the car with Cory and we were driving around a roundabout over and over without exiting it. I was holding a mechanical pencil and the shifting car caused me to stab myself in the right upper arm. It hurt like a bitch, and the stick of lead was stuck in me. I grabbed it to pull it out, but it was super long and started freaking me out. Once I pulled it out, I saw there was more in there, and eventually I was squeezing my arm trying to pop the other sticks of lead out. It was pretty freaky.

Three:

Another lucid dream. I was standing out in a grassy field. Off in the distance was the treeline of a forest, and there was a barn. I walked along in the field, kind of amazed at how vivid this dream was. The grass was super super green, and I was barefoot and it felt nice. I kept walking along, not really wanting to do much but enjoy it, because sometimes it's fun to just relax.

As I continued along, I wondered about summoning up Seru, so I attempted it. I tried a trick I read about on here where you reach your hand behind you and they grab on to it. Didn't work. Just as I was about to give up, he walked out of the forest onto the field, but there was something off about him. Only after he moved closer did I realize it wasn't actually Seru, it was just some random DC that looked like him, and he looked SUPER PISSED OFF. He just kind of loomed over me giving me this terrifying look, and then he took off quickly. I tried to follow him to see WTF was going on but he was too quick for me.