non-lucid

Arrived at new surgery. One doctor commented that he hadn't spoken to me yet and wandered off through double glass doors so I couldn't talk to him. Walked down corridor to my new office a nurse was clearing up a mess in the corridor and I didn't need to help.

Long consultation with female patient I thought I was being very understanding. Realised I was lying in bed talking to her and commented on how unusual it was. Looked at a rash on her chest and tried to scratch it off.

Went to get lunch and returned home. The lane had become a massive roadworks site, I was walking down it. A very small car got under my feet and drove off and in the distance became a normal size again. Couldn't find my house the road had changed completely so went to another house. Looked at a map and realised that the road had completely been erased.

A tiger was in the field so the police were called and they were talkign about shooting the tiger.

I can't remember who I was with, but I believe that there were at least two people I was friends with that actually went into this field with me. The field was nearby my house and was very massive and beautiful; it covered what was probably two-hundred acres and at times looked less like a field and more like a woodland area. We explored all around it, admiring the lush grass and tall trees and the pretty water that sometimes swept the area.

At some point, though, an older man in a car came driving down in the field, and when he spotted us he told us to get off his property. We hadn't realized the land belonged to anywhere, and so we panicked and ran off.

Later on, however, the temptation to go back to the pretty landscape became too great, and we sneaked back in. We were doing pretty good about not getting caught for a little while, but then at some point the same man came back in his car. He almost didn't see us, but he caught a glimpse of me. Everyone else ran off, and I almost did as well, but I decided to face my problems head-on instead of running away. I approached him, and he was pretty darn angry. He said he was going to call the cops, and I said that was okay.

Can't remember much else.

Got startled awake by a phone at 9 am, only got 4 hours of sleep and mighty kitty still fast asleep, I followed his lead and got back to bed. Took me way to long to fall back asleep, thanks advertising compagny

I was in a amusement park, and I remembered that it was owned by Disney*. I was walking around in the restaurant of a hotel with big windows that overlooked a harbor. The walls were white with a wooden trim and the floor carpeted. There was a handful of buffet tables, and someone had left their bikes against one of them. Being my usual clumsy self, I knocked both of them on the floor and had a hard time picked them up. I moved one of them to a railing, them tried to move the other one, but it was really heavy. Feed up by this, I decided to lift it up using telekinesis and placed it back against the table. I started to walk away, then I paused.

Wait, I juste used TELEKINESIS. That's a dream, right?**
I looked auround, surprised. I thought this would come back, but not that quick. I tentativly walked back in the lobby of the hotel and found myself in a corridor. I looked myself over and discovered that I've wandered around wearing a pink, plushy, very short bathrobe*** all this time. Not really having a clear objective for this dream (since I thought I would have time to come up with one...) I decided to keep walking around and maybe find something interesting.
Upon finding a mirror, I tried to change my clothes. I opened the bathrobe and inveiled a multicolored, iridescent corset underneath. My arms were still kind of twisted in the bathrobe and the dream was going a little fuzzy, so I simply changed it into an short vest in the same color that the corset and slipped it back.
Shortly after, I lost my vision, everything going black and white before fading to black.
I feel like I'm waking up, and push myself back into the dream.
I ended up in front of my real house, standing in front of my window. my lucidity was very, very low, and while I was aware that it was a dream, I was pretty much a passive spectator. I turned to my left and put my right hand behind my back**** to summon Eli, but nothing came and I started to feel a weird sens of dread. I looked back behind me and saw a figure huddled against the palm tree that's in my front law, looking even crying or in pain. I quickly walked up to it, calling Eli's name. I kneeled beside the figure, but it wasn't Eli. It was an male DC, with shapeshifting features. He got up and started to cornered me. David showed up, his hair shifting from ginger to white and them back, pushing the DC away and pulling me to his side. We all walked up to the street and the male DC started to go to another house. We followed him, even if I felt unhappy about it. He entered the house and I finnaly woke up.

* That was of course a fake souvenir. And there wasn't any hidden mickey!
** a accurate reddition of my thought process, caps and all.
*** I own the same one in real life. It's comfy. And I don't wear it in public, that would cause the fashion police to come after me.
**** That was my go-to method to summon people while lucid and never failed me before (I had a better level of dream control though.) It's dead easy: put your hand behind you and expect someone slip their hand in it. I had someone putting me in an armlock once, but he was a jerk.

I remembered that I also dreamed Dakota and I were playing Spyro: The Year of the Dragon. I wish there was something else I could recall, but there isn't anything.

I was about to leave the house with my younger brother to accomplish a mission. But when i opened the door it was snowing really fast and snow began piling up.I told my brother that we wouldn't be able to go outside with all the snow but than my older brother came and said that it was nothing. They went outside and i followed. Suddenly the snow was melting really fast and the sun was shining bright.

"All the snow melted already!? Okay, That's definitely weird. Don't you guys think its weird?" I say to them as were walking.But they shrug it off like its nothing and enter a building. I enter as well and it turns out it is a school.There i meet a guy who i think was good at drawing. My brother's friend and my cousin were there too. Can't remember this part all too well but i know that there was something given to me here that i felt was awesome. But there was a problem going on in the school that probably was why i couldn't keep it.

I didn't write my dreams after waking up so my recall isnt so good. ^^"

Well this may seem very confusing but I'll try to explain it, I was in my actual dream and then I remembered something that I read on the forums, if you close your eyes in a dream you'll wake up? So then not being lucid in this dream I entered into the dream's dream and I cannot remember what this dream was like.

All I know about this dream in my dream was that I somewhat had control over it not like my real life dreams. I then closed my eyes and it was black for about half a second and then it went white for about 2 seconds and then I woke up in a FA at school staring at a clock that said 5:55pm.

(Bad puns make good titles )

Woke up the first around 6 or 7 am, didn't want to check in case I could disturb the mighty sleeping kitty. Fall back asleep maybe an hour later.

The atmosphere of this dream was slightly off, in a uneasy way. I was in this gigantic hospital, all painted white with shiny tiles on the floors and somes walls. I was wearing my oversized lab coat and carrying what looked like a dozen malformed chicken eggs in my bare hands*. The hallways and rooms were absolutly packed with people and I had to reach a specific lab, and I was scared to squash the eggs, as their shells were very soft. I took a escalator, shielding the eggs between my cupped hands, to the upper levels of this hospital and managed to reach the lab I was aiming for.

Inside was a faceless man also in a lab coat, with dark hair. I started to hand him the eggs; I had to put them in a padded plastic box** he was holding, but he curtly stopped me when he noticed that the contents of the eggs were heterogenous***. He told me to shake them so they were homogenous, and started to pick the one I've already placed out and shaking them forcefully. I careful took one out of my hand but even a gentle shake was enough to break the shell and have the lurkwarm and slimy, light yellow content to ooze all over my hands. I did manage to shake the others without breaking them and placed them in the box. I them asked the lab man were the biological waste bin was, and were I could wash my hands. He told me to get lost.
I found the bin and put the broken shell inside, then found the sink. It was in the same impossibly big room, but there was almost no light and my slime-covered hands didn't help. I managed to wash most of the stuff off, then woke up.

*it seem really weird, since those eggs were obviously samples of some kind, and I risked ever to contaminate them of be contaminate by them.
** it looked like a tips box.

*** Translucent on top, yellow on the bottom. It was slighty hard to see through the shells.

Unfortunately my phone has decided to mess up, so I didn't have an alarm. I woke up too late in the day (which was actually just eight-something), the sun was too bright, and so I couldn't take a nap to have a lucid dream. :/

I don't remember much at all, except a bunch of cops were in front of the trailer. They weren't there as cops, though--or at least I don't think they were.

Later on, Dakota, Jon, and I were walking up a hill of a cemetery. It was at night.

I'm re-enacting the movie Soldier, where a ragtag bunch of crash survivors need to defend themselves from genetically engineered soldiers who've been ordered to eliminate them... with the help of a discarded genetically engineered soldier.

A friend (who was in the military at one point) wanders in and asks why we're watching this movie, when it's a stupid movie.

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Last year for Halloween, I had black-painted branches decorating my walls. I had to throw them out when I moved, and I was kind of sad about that.

In the dream, I find these discarded decorations in a pile when I'm out doing errands, but I know that they'll be a little bit unwieldy to carry on public transit. I pick them up, but they've turned into a combination of a floor joist and some kind of beam at least ten feet long.

I'm in an alley, and I'm going through my wallet looking for my bus pass. A young man makes a quick grab for the wallet—and I stare him and his shifty-looking friend down. He hesitates for a moment, and says "I was going to ask if you needed help with that."

I smile brightly and say, "Absolutely. You can pick up this beam and help me get it on the bus!"

9.17.15

This was 2 days ago, continuing with the theme of current waking life.

I'm in some kind of a dormitory on a bed. Feeling really crappy, as in sick.

I decide to move my bed to another room. It's really small, only fits maybe 2 beds. Lots of people are walking through it. I push my bed to the wall and even this way the door can't be opened all the way, that's how small the room is.

Some woman walks by and tells me that's her space and walks away. I know it's not, she is just saying it. I say whatever. I wasn't gonna move but wasn't gonna fight either. Then I think better and I walk to the group of people she is with. I grab her by the collar by both hands, drag her away and tell her in no uncertain terms, that that's my space.

When I had breakfast this morning and got out my knife from the drawer I remembered this dream:

I remember my eyes were in a fixed state, not moving whatsoever, and I could only remember moving my hands. I was staring at the cutlery drawer and there were all these bread crumbs in the knife section. I was getting a butter knife out and I was interested in the crumbs I was touching them, picking them up then I would drop them back in. This dream felt like it went on for about 5 minutes, it was quite odd.

Now that I think about these dreams, I seem to have plenty of these pointless and weird dreams which I am practically doing nothing.

I'm observing a time period when humanity's living on only one planet. Everywhere else has grown too cold to support them. I'm watching one man chase another into space, and he's thinking something about fuel. I'm thinking about my own choice of focus, a little amused - in a time period like this, I'd expect my focus to be on someone's epic struggle to save humanity or something to that effect. But that doesn't interest me here; this last world is going to fail regardless. I'm interested in this man's more personal struggle.

I told my daughter I hadn't had a zombie dream before, shes always having them...So I had one.

D1 - Protected school with colleague Rob from zombie infestation. We both armed ourselves with frying pans and hit zombies to clear the way for an escape. After some time it seemed a bit pointless, so we decided to dig downwards making a shaft instead. We escaped down into a shelter below and listened via a microphone to what was going on above.

I was inside a school but i don't remember if i was working there or just attending. I also have a feeling there was an African american man who got mad to me but....Oh yeah.... I just remembered something. Lets skip the school part than.

I was taken to a room that had dimensional doors by a boy who reminded me of my younger brother. There I was suppose to find a way to level up but than my dad entered the place mad,telling me how I didn't eat my waffles. I didn't want to finish them because i wasn't in the mood for a sweet breakfast and looking around i still had to find my destined door. Jumping around I also noticed baby pigs hanging around the wooden flooring of the dimensional place.

I than looked at father who pouted and said that God wasn't going to help me because it was my fault. I told him I already knew that and looked at the necklace filled with hearts. I wanted to hide the smaller hearts in the bigger heart but decided that i was playing around too much with it.


Next thing I know I'm at a historical church like building with kids playing around and talking. I'm also a little girl and end up following them. But than the grown ups grab our attention and we follow them outside the building to a park like green area.

I take interest in how the setting looks like. Than I look over at the blue/gray church like building and admire its design. I than look at the park like place as i'm walking and thinking about how dream memories can be altered to feel like you've been somewhere before. However, I don't think too much about it because a boy starts tossing rocks somewhere and tells me to follow him inside. When we arrive inside there are grown women talking about something and I see a tall man wearing a swordsman like suit walking inside.

I find him cool looking and as the older people are talking I grab him and show him somewhere else. People start wondering where I went than I hold the guy so he doesn't leave.
It than becomes a drama scene where the older women suspect him of child manipulation. He trys to explain but I kiss him. He still manages to break free and try to explain what happened though.


Once again the dream shifts and i'm in my older brother's room with family members from my mothers side and were all holding a bible. Supposedly we had just come back to worship God again from being lazy. But even when were there we seem not to be paying full attention to studying. I than notice a rose on my book and begin to play with it as people talk casually about something. But than a lady notices and points out how careless i was to mess with the rose that was starting to wilt.

I got up and decided to go since i felt like i had been there for a while and ended up in the backyard. I found a boy there and told him to come back inside. He said ok but than i saw what looked like a spirit of a girl, shouted for him to run inside, than ran myself.

Somehow I ended up inside the bathroom though looking at different sinks with soap at different corners. There was a voice of a girl saying how she rubbed a girl's face too hard with soap. I laughed a bit though at how dum the other girls were to let someone wash their face with soap like a massage. Than it occurred to me that i had to get out of the house because i wanted to go somewhere else.

I ran upstairs and was grabbed by a outline of a girl dc and ended up pushing her. Trying to leave with the thought of intent but failed to leave the house because i ended up warping back downstairs and than waking up.

(Continued.)

Dream 4: It's the end of the world again, but this time I'm Remus Lupin. I think I'm/he's a bit younger than what he is usually presented as--perhaps in the twenties. It was, once again, the apocalypse, but it was a planned one. Everyone had a choice as to how they would die or leave Earth. I remember that at one point when I went outside I looked up to see a huge floating restaurant, with bright lights and expensive food. A triple-decker bus then flew by and picked several of the people there up and then flew away, but a strong wind (or a tornado in the air, or a black hole, or something or another) then knocked the rest of the people off, and then I could see the bus following them not far behind.

I ran off and into the main part of town, where I could see several different shops and houses. Many of them were from Harry Potter, and others were from the real world. I think I was scouting around, but I can't be too sure.

The dream then changed positions for just a bit, and I was me again watching Dakota play Final Fantasy IX. I don't remember much about it, except he was in a grassy place and every time someone talked he would listen, unless it was from one of the "extra" characters, such as the knights and servants of the main characters.

I was then back to being Remus, except instead of my hometown I was on the streets of London. I felt like it was a game (how is this a game, really? <--- look, I was almost questioning things!) that allowed me a lot of freedom. I remember seeing one shop that had two others, including a lemonade stand and a Davrish and Banges.