non-lucid

I feel like there was much more important stuff happening in the first LD.

I was in my old high school though. Everything was a different color though. I think everything was red even though our school color was blue. I reality checked though I didn't become lucid. I then said something like.

"Well why should I let one failed reality check decide that I am not lucid?!"

There was no glass in the windows of the school, so I just climbed out one and started flying. I was trying to decide on a good goal, and I decided that I should fly to the moon a second time. I looked at the moon in the daytime sky and set my intention.

I started accelerating toward it until the moon began distorting and looking more like a portal. I decided to pass through it and see where it took me. It let me out above a location that had the feel of my university campus, though looked unfamiliar.

I think decided to practice landing, since I am usually not that good at landing. I managed to slowly lower myself onto the pavement. I'm not sure if my fire jets were visible, but I know that I was flying.

...

I remember thinking that I wanted to manifest Manei since I haven't had a good Manei dream in a long time...

...

The next thing I remember was seeing this very modern building covered in metal siding and brick. Nobody seemed to be using it... so .

I flew into one of the walls. I was actually expecting something really lame to happen, like I would just faceplant into the wall. But no, I busted right through the solid wall. I remember looking back from inside and seeing the damaged hole I had made. It was actually very clear and realistic.

I then flew up through the ceiling and made another hole, before looping around and coming to a spot on the wall. I punched into the building, sending cracks spreading up the wall. Little chips of concrete and brick fell on me but the building did not collapse.

...

I was non-lucid, and I was seeing these DCs who built log cabins in the woods. It had something to do with college housing and having to pay less for housing. They had cleared out this huge area and there were hundreds of mini cabins. Students liked this because they were technically free to live in. The only problem was you needed these special unfolding ladders if you wanted to access the upper floors. Some of the cabins were built like stacks that went up, I think five floors at the most.

-WBTB-

I was staying at home while my parents were out of town. There was this short middle aged Jewish guy with me who could not walk who I had to take care of. He was sitting on the couch watching TV.

I looked outside on the back of the deck. There were all of these big birds, and there were about a dozen of them. The birds had bright red/orange/yellow feathers and human faces. I told the Jewish guy to come and take a look at this. He couldn't walk, and didn't have a wheelchair. I remember him telling me that he was content to just sort of crawl around on the floor, and that's how he got over to me.

I showed him the birds that had turned into people with the faces that they had as birds. They were all men and only wearing grayish blue swimsuits. They explained that they were a part of some kind of traveling group of people that could turn into birds.

The first guy on the far right was tall, well built and for some reason had really pointy eyebrows. (Don't know why that detail stood out to me.) He started telling me who he was and where he was from. I realized that all of the guys from this group were going to do that eventually. I pulled up two chairs, one for me and one for the Jewish guy and sat and listened intently.

"Hello, I hail from the Guru lands of-"

The dream suddenly shifted. I was in a concrete plaza area in a big futuristic city, and I became semi lucid. The dream was stylized to look like an anime. General Grevious showed up and pulled out all four lightsabers and started coming after me. I pulled out my weapon. My weapon was a scythe that could adapt to any element by sticking the end of the handle into something.

I stuck it into the ground and the handle and blade became made of concrete. I moved in and started fighting, but he cut apart the concrete scythe with his lightsabers. I went in close and touched the little adaptability bit to the blade of one of the lightsabers. The scythe handle transformed and extended out into a really long lightsaber handle, then a green energy blade formed.

We fought for a few minutes. I cut off two of his arms and he tried to run. I chased him and he threw a broken metal pipe at me. I was in third person now and it looked like the pipe had stabbed me in the arm, but when I pulled it out it had just ripped through my shirt. (I had something like Jedi robes on.)

Some battle droids showed up and I started fighting them. I woke up.

I was inside a building where I felt like it was home. My parents were trying to sleep but I kept waking them up by trying to avoid two people who wanted to get rid of me with some kind of item. I think they were trying to take something that I had too. Don't remember if it was an item or money. My mom started complaining than I walked away.I entered a room and was watching a little boy until his sister came back.

But instead came the two bad guys. One really short and a tall guy. The tall guy sort of looked like the guy I last painted. I pretended to ignore them than my mom came and mentioned something about using my card to get money out of the ATM. I told her to wait because the bad guys were still around than walked away from them. The tall guy chased me and the place ended up changing into a bathroom where the tall guy broke a shower head and tried killing me by electrocuting me with a blow dryer. But he tripped and the water landed on him and he was jumping all over the place being electrocuted. I kept dodging him since he tried to touch me.

I think that might be when the dream shifted and I was in the beach water with a few kids,teens and a mom. The mom was white and had black hair but her son who was a teen was tan, average and had a black buzz cut. The mom was telling the boy how she didn't care if he drowned himself than the boy said he was going to do it. He went in the water and his friends tried to stop him but he was to strong and than the boy started floating in the water.I swam in a different direction than his friend came up to me and mentioned how his body was just floating in the water.

The scene than changed after that and I was in a school/office building. I was looking around for my classroom and ended up talking to some students. One of them had a weird drawing of a cat. I left to only fall slightly into a small hole with another kid. A teacher than came up to us and mentioned how the rooms 2 and 8 are not open anymore. That the office has been switched to another room. I got up than said it was ok and left. I ended up walking into a huge room where a girl was complaining to the faculty about not being able to sign up for college. A lady shouted at her saying to apply online.

I than decided to leave the school but felt something stuck in my throat. I opened my mouth, put my hand in and took out a golf ball size lettuce that was stuck inside my throat. I felt appalled and surprised than threw it on the floor. After that a short boy mentioned how they were going home early today and that I would have to go home by myself. I said okay, left the building and got the feeling I was far from home. I decided to take a taxi to home and ended up going int the middle of the street.I started dodging taxis until I jumped on one with a open roof. I told the driver to take me to my house and he said fine. He had a lady by his side and i got the feeling she was his sister.

We stopped quickly though and walked in front of a bank. The guy said he was going to get money out of the bank first for his little daughter. I felt like a burden so I told him I would take the bus instead and which route I should take. He said to take the E or the S, and to keep on the straight path until i got home. I said okay and found the bus stop. There were people waiting and it was getting dark. I rushed to catch up to a bus and ended up in a neighborhood that I felt I was in before. " Didn't I see this place on the news?" I asked myself. There was a bright light coming from a white house and i saw a bowl of food in the front.

There was a chubby, dark skin girl walking past it and i decided to take my necklace off just in case i was about to get robbed. I turned and looked at the bus that was now pitch black and curved in a stop in the middle of the street. I went past it to see it was night and there was bright lights flashing in the distance. "Gun shots?" I thought. Than looked around to see many cars parked. I saw people around laughing and hid behind a car. I felt scared and wanted to hide inside the wall or throw rocks at them. I threw one softly at a lady and imagined picking another one up. But the lady managed to get me with something. I blacked out, heard a small beep than woke up.

Forgot to use love and good thoughts again. - w -" Its a work in progress.

5.15.15

My dream recall has hit rock bottom last few weeks, and no lucids either. I have to figure out how to LD when working night shifts.

Had these 2 dreams last 2-3 days.

Spider
I'm looking at a brown spider. Big, brown-grey body, velvet looking. Bare, skinny legs. He is walking on the floor. I remember seeing him at the store I work at. (only now that I'm awake I don't think I saw him at work). I try to capture him in a plastic see-through cup and release him outside. I got him in the cup but he is not cooperating, haha. Running up the walls, over the lip, and I loose sight of him few times. Btw, we are in some old building. When I see him, he is on my hand. He has some faded cross on his back, llike the spider we call Knight of the Cross. I think he is venomous. So he gets on my hand and I have no choice but to sqash him. But just before he manages to bite me. I'm showing the double-fanged, bloody bitemark to someone.

The welder.
This was very interesting. I'm watching a welder from just 3 feet away. He has thick gloves and safety shield on the face, and heat resistant attire.Welding machine in one hand and piece of metal in other. As he puts the metal to the large piece of metal, it starts to melt. I realize, that large bottom metal must be very hot. He draggs his hand in the glove accross the bottom metal sheet slowly, as he is applying small metal piece and heating it up with the flame. I realize that his gloved hand is dragging on something very hot and I find it kinda scary, what if it got burned through. Then I see on the part of the glove that touches the welding piece, there is something like thick velcro. The plastic spikes are not allowing the glove to touch the hot metal, but giving his hand support so he could weld straight. The plastic spikes are not conducting heat as much as a full contact glove would. I realize it's a great invention. Also, this idea is now patented.

I'm standing in a place covered in snow that I think of as "at the edge of all things" - although all I can see is snow to the horizon, I'm thinking of this place as a kind of boundary line. I'm with a woman wearing a black fur hat, and below it some strands of her hair have come loose, the wind keeps blowing them into her face.

I've just said something half-joking to her to the effect of, it's fine, I'm used to traveling. I'm thinking about the way I arrived in this reality in the first place, tracking her.

She, entirely serious, says something to the effect of but if you do this now, you won't ever be able to stop.

With family we had a free trip around the world. First, we decided to enter a secret government laboratory placed under our house. We went to the basement and opened a trapdoor. It was dark inside, light's weren't working.

We concluded that there was a disaster in the past, and decided to go out of there. Suddenly, a GUI of a graphics editing software appeared. I could make new layers, paste objects, alter them - and they appeared in reality.

I changed the main background from a dark, abandoned laboratory into a sunny beach. Then I edited the whole image to my liking, adding more and more details. My last change was to make reality look like it was painted by an artist.

Non-lucid
I'm at a house I don't recognize, with mom, David, AJ, Thomas, Ruby and all four of my cats. It's gotten very late, and it's already dark outside. My mother says, "Aw jeez, we gotta go soon. We might not have time to eat the biscuits." Right as she says that David pulls huge, fluffy, and for some reason already cut open biscuits from the oven. I grab one to eat quickly, as everyone is getting ready to leave. It's not hot.
David is suddenly in his drag outfit he wore for the play at Christmas. He finds the ruler we have, which has a laser pointer. I take it from him, rather rudely, and show him how to play with my cats with it. He puts it between his "boobs" that are sewn into the dress as a joke.
Then, I wake up.

I was non lucid inside my room and opened the door to see my parakeet's cage put on a desk to the side of my door. I wondered why my dad put them there because downstairs can get cold. I than closed the door to clean up the parakeet poop I found on the floor and my bed. I was annoyed having to clean up the mess. Than my older brother came in to point out the mess I had to clean. I told him to get out and found a paper. There was a drawing of a big man in a robe with a lion head. I felt like he was suppose to be a professor and was thinking of how he would make a good character for a cartoon. Than the dream shifted and i was on a motorcycle with a lady in a nurse uniform.

" Where are you taking me? Are you going to take me to my new dream guide?" I asked. She said yeah but I didn't really believe her. Looked around the city than saw a huge sign above say "Cease To Exist". I was scared because I tend to get anxiety when i think of not being able to breathe. Which I had before I fell asleep. Aggh. Anyways as we kept going we arrived at a hospital and the other doctors mentioned it was time to put the needle in me. A old lady doctor managed to put the needle in my arm a bit but than I pushed her back. Than the lady who brought me there mentioned how there was a chance that I was going to go to hell where the dead carcasses are thrown.

Of course I'm not going to accept the path, even in a dream so I decided to leave. After all, there's no fun in what was going on. So I tried going through the window at first but than it didn't work so I left through the door. I ended up in a really long wooden hall where I saw a little girl standing near a door. Her older brother came through the door where the hospital was and mentioned how I was right to leave because I had to eat all I could. Yeah, I like eating but I found him kind of annoying. I was thinking of how I wanted to go through the other window I saw in the hall but wasn't sure. Than I woke up.

The question is how can you overcome your fear of death in a dream? Just by letting yourself die? I think the best answer to that is no. Fear exists for a reason and its okay to be afraid. I'm not going to like death but I do acknowledge that it happens. Anyways I also had this dream because of the allergies. My nose being stuffy makes it hard to breathe when you want to sleep.

Something having to do with my old middle school.


There was also something to do with this chinese girl who was about 10 and learning martial arts. She already had a black belt and was looking into developing her own move-sets and techniques.


The first thing I remember was that I was in my neighborhood when a three adult DCs approached me and told me about some kind of trial to join their order that I was not allowed to refuse. They also told me that I was dreaming.

They tesseracted me to a different plane of existence. I still felt like I was where my neighborhood was, vaguely. But it was just a forest. In place of the main road that circles my neighborhood was just a dirt path. It was a racetrack. Also, it was wintertime, so there were no leaves on the trees and there was a lot of snow on the ground.

The three DCs it seemed would always approach me in a triangular formation. There was a singular woman in the middle with long red hair, who looked to be about 50. The two DCs on the side were both men.

DC #1:"The rules of the trial are simple. It is a three lap race. Cross the finish line before these two racers by any means necessary."

They gestured to two race cars (one red, one blue) about to start in a parking lot.

Le me: "Wait... don't I get a car?"

DC #2 "Aww, wittle baby thinks he needs a car."

DC #3 "No, you don't get a car. We'll give you a five second head start if it makes you feel better."

They continued to taunt me for a few seconds longer. I couldn't help but give a crank-up middle finger to the DCs. DC #2 and #3 looked really confused.

DC #1 "Go, the cars are gonna start!"

I started off running. I then started boost running with my fire jets. I could hear the cars catching up behind me. I tried resetting my fire jets, but they always came up tiny. I was still moving at about thirty miles an hour, but as you all know, for a race car, that isn't a lot.

I thought I could start flying, but this was the exact same way that I flew, and chances are, I wouldn't go much faster than this. By keeping my feet in the ground, I didn't have to worry about three-dimensional movement.

We rounded the first turn.

The dream lost clarity and I was on a bike. I was back in my own neighborhood. I then saw the bike was heading straight for a brick archway that went across the road, with a smaller portal for a sidewalk on each side. The bike suddenly felt very tall, and I felt like I was going hit the top of the arch. I put my arms out and managed to stop an embarrassing face-plant into the wall.

I got up and ran under the archway (I didn't have to duck to fit, that's how tall my bike had become.) I was about to start up my fire jets again when this fat guy came out of nowhere and I ran into his stomach.

I apologized and kept going. I then nearly ran into a little girl riding a pink bicycle and had to stop running again. I felt like I was inside my middle school now.

It was at this point that I just sat down and told myself there was no point in trying to race these guys. The dream was just going to frustrate me to no end. I gave up.

I was somehow teleported back to an observing spot near the finish line. The three DCs were there.

...

Something to do with Bruce Banner turning into the hulk and trying to get into the race late.

...

I was watching the cars go round on their first lap from the same spot. Then it hit me. (Sort of like that brick wall hit me back in the race.)

Me: "So, wait a second, I have to win this race by any means necessary? Anything goes?"

DC #1 "Yeah... do whatever you have to."

Me: "Maybe I have a shot after all."

I jumped into the air and landed in the middle of the dirt racetrack, on the final curve before the finish line. I could hear the two cars coming about for their final lap. The red car came around first.

I used earthbending to cause a large brown boulder to come up under it. It flew off the track. Before it could hit the ground, I made a gray rock column smack it higher and farther away. The car exploded in mid-air a few seconds after being hit by the pillar.

The other car came around. I tried to earthbend another boulder but the driver evaded in time. She got closer and I tried to do another boulder but she dodged that one too and went past me. I changed strategies. I manifested a black metal bow and three arrows.

I could see three tires as the car turned into the final stretch. I thought of the Lars Anderson archery video and fired all three of them in quick succession, trying to take out all three tires. I missed the front one, but the two back ones were out. The driver swerved off and swung round. Her car (initially a blue race car) was now a black Hummer.

I guess she picked up on the whole no-rules thing because she was coming at me, trying to run me over. I jumped into the air and pushed off the radiator on the front of the car. It still sent be backwards. I did a flip and a twirl to see that I was headed for a chain-link fence. I tried to picture myself coming down and landing on it.

I saw a blue monochrome virtual-reality cutaway view of the car, fence and my own body in flight, along with all of these calculations being made. It said that my momentum backwards would cause me to fall off and that I had to magnetize my shoes.

I landed on top of the fence. I then manifested another bow and shot a single arrow into the hood of the car, stopping the engine. The driver got out. I was surprised to see that it was an old woman wearing a yellow dress. (Kind of a generic grandma image.) She took a fighting stance and did a kung-fu leap into the air.

"Great, looks like it's time for this tonight's' random high-octane martial arts fight sequence..."

I jumped down off the fence. Somehow or other we were in a ~50' Square area completely surrounded by chain-link fence with nothing but grass in the middle.

Grandma:"You know who you're dealing with, little boy?"

Me:"You're one to talk, Grandma!"

Grandma:"I've baked cookies bigger than you!"

Me:"Hey, that is clearly racist against cookies everywhere!" (man, my dialogue was all over the place last night...)

The first couple times that we moved in on one another, any attack was either blocked or avoided and we quickly backed off, trying to judge each others' fighting styles. The fourth time though we actually moved into a long sequence, where it turned out we were roughly equals. It was just a long sequence that I thought about trying to remember. (That's how I know I was fully lucid here, because I was planning what I was going to take back with me.)

It ended with me doing this strange move that defied the laws of physics where I somehow flipped her using my legs and sent her flying upside-down into the fence. As I was doing this move she asked me

"What!? What master taught you thiiisss?!?!"

After she hit the fence and fell down.

"I don't know, I just kind of... made it up..."

I got the dream ending feeling, and the dream started going dark. The three DCs from before approached me.

DC #3:"Should we tell him?"

*garbled*

DC #1:"You passed our test!"

A visual of somebody's eye color changing from green to a dull blue.

Me: "Great, now could you please tell me-"

-wakes up-

"...what you were testing me on?"

this isnt anything about my dreams or anything but i need help

What is the best method you've used to help you lucid dream?

No method works for me.

School trip

I was in my home, preparing for a school trip. The next day I was sitting in bus with only one person. We were driving through a road surrounded by fields from both sides. A few days later I was back in my house, taking clothes from wardrobe and going to take a shower.

Starting the engine

It was midnight. I took my father's keys and entered a car. I tried to start the engine, but whenever I used the key, the car started to move violently. I couldn't control it, but then my father appeared and helped me to do this.

I had a mini nightmare last night. I don't have nightmares very often. And when I do they are often sort of similar.

In the dream I had gone outside from what was supposed to be my house. I heard my cat meowing. It sounded like she was in distress. The sound came from the roof. I looked up-- and suddenly this huge chimpanzee leans over the edge of the roof and looks right at me.

I was so startled and freaked out that I tried to scream, but all I could do is breathe heavy. I also wanted to run, but I was frozen in place. The terror lasted about 15-20 seconds before I woke up.


I have had other dreams very similar to this. Often it is a bigfoot that comes out of the woods and stares at me. I'm always frozen with terror and trying to scream but all I can manage to do is just breathe hard.

Non-lucid
I dreamed there was going to be an FNAF4. And nobody could handle how good it was.

Morning of May 14, 2015. Thursday.



My family and I are presently living where we are in real life, on W Street. I seem to be the only one home at first, though I eventually notice my two youngest sons playing with toy cars on the living room floor in the last segment of my dream. The house in-dream is larger than it is in reality. It seems to be nighttime throughout most of my dream.

I eventually hear someone talking to me very loudly and clearly through the fully closed and locked back door. Thus, as there is obviously a trespasser in our backyard I become very annoyed. At first he seems to be demanding some small change but then seems to be requesting a wine bottle or two (we have no alcohol in reality). I decide to go and tell him off and possibly knock him unconscious with one of my long steel barbells. When I open the back door (while holding a barbell), I see that he is apparently a homeless person with a long beard and perhaps around forty years old. There is also a younger man (of about thirty) farther out and on the east side of the yard to my left. He is seemingly my (unfamiliar) next-door neighbor who seems annoyed by the drunk but also annoyed with me even though he is also trespassing in my yard - as there is a tall wooden fence between the properties that cannot easily be climbed over. I have a brief dream within a dream (though not very clear) of throwing them both over the fence. I close the door and go back into my house, but there are eventually somehow a few other unknown males roaming around in the rooms. I become angrier at this additional set of impositions.

At one point, two unknown females (about eighteen or possibly younger) enter the house through the front door. As with a few other dreams, the window area on the north wall relative to the porch and beyond is almost skeletal or unfinished, allowing passersby to get into the house easier if they choose, by coming in through the “window” or between two vertical planks. The girls seem very dominant and unimpressed by my ordering them to leave and they act as if my house is just a convenient shortcut (though they eventually leave the same way they came in, but return briefly). After a time, I start to walk around, asking aloud “Where’s my pistol?” I notice a couple toy plastic squirt guns on the table and make a note of it. I talk about calling the police, but do not (not even being sure of where the telephone is in this case).

At one point, another unknown male bumps into me when coming through the living room (as I am standing near the front door) to leave via the front door - another intruder who had somehow just gotten in through the back door and wandered through the house until deciding to leave. This elevates my anger and makes me feel displaced in my own home. It feels despicable and ridiculous to have to put up with this.

I eventually see another male near the porch’s (fictional) outer screen door as if trying to get in (it is locked at this point at least). The porch is rendered differently than in real life at this point. It seems more elongated eastward and has a wider and far more logical footpath-facing entrance rather than being very narrow and illogically perpendicularly offset to the left as in reality (thus extremely inconvenient, if not impossible, to use the front entrance for carrying out furniture or larger items, including baby prams - an extraordinarily stupid architectural design for a residence, in fact, requiring furniture to be lifted up and over the higher porch wall by up to three people).

The last male attempting to get into our house (for no particular reason) has a very strange appearance and is also muscular though with odd skin. He has black veins in his forehead that are somewhat reminiscent of plant roots and extend down a bit on the sides of his face (and for a moment I ponder on whether it is some sort of eerie tattoo I am seeing - or perhaps he is somehow not fully human). I open the door and push him back and vividly feel his weight and presence. Out on the street, to my right, are more annoying people who are just mindlessly staring at our house. The level of vividness is quite pronounced to near-lucidity, though I do not become directly lucid at any point. There is no feeling of being actually threatened at any time, just pointlessly imposed upon.

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I haven't been remembering my dreams at all recently, so I'm rather happy I remembered some of this one..Non-lucid
12:30-2:00PM NAP
I'm at Grannie Annie's house, but it's not her actual house. She has a tall brick oven, in the kitchen, which opens up and you can walk into the garage, where she's storing a collection of vintage school desks. To get into the garage the other way, you have to walk outside. Her house is very tall, has many rooms and has a nursery for plants.
I found a lizard in the nursery, and I need to get him outside. I pick him up, and walk to the kitchen. "Grannie Annie, did you just bake?" She nods at me. I sigh in annoyance, and go outside and into the garage. I decide I need to set him up a tank.
I hot glue a book to one of the desks, believing I needed a flat space to make his tank. I build his tank on top of it, then immediately panic. I hot glued one of her prized vintage desks!
I go back into the kitchen. More people are here.
"Are you Alex?!" A tall, tan, freckly, older lady with black hair asks me excitedly.
"Uh... yes? Yes. I am." I say.
"Ah, you're so funny! I love reading your posts online!" She smiles broadly. "SO nice to meet you!"
I shake hands with her, saying "thank you."
I go back into the garage, where a little platinum-blonde haired boy is. He goes over to the desk, and pulls up the book, with some effort. I thank him profusely. He asks me, "Will you play with me? Nobody wants to play today." I agree.
The scene changes. I'm at the pool, with Mackenzie and AJ. Julia is at the other end of the pool, looking very angry. AJ looks equally angry. AJ is ranting to Mackenzie quietly about Julia's 'attitude, especially today!'
I ask her, "what's today?"
"Mother Suicide Awareness Day." she replies.
I look around. Lots of mothers are here with their children, which does mean that Mrs. T is here. The black-haired woman is here too!
Then, I wake up.

I was in school at the German language lesson. Tables and chairs were scattered all around. I sat near somebody and after a while the teacher gave us some newspapers. In each of them there were descriptions of ourselves and a crosswords to fill.

I looked at the newspaper and readen it. The lesson was German, but we received texts in our native languages. I took a pen and tried to fill empty places. I filled only one of them, and the word I put in was "MITSI" or "MISTI"