non-lucid

I was at Chuckie cheese playing a few games with my nephew and other children. When I finished using all my tokens i started thinking about what cheap toy i should get and if i should just give it to my nephew. As i was walking something happened that took the dream in a different direction but i forgot what. The next thing i remember happening is that i ended up in my house.

Inside my house i was lucid and started to call Dawn. A dream character came but he did not look like Dawn. After talking to him for a bit he started to repeat what he was saying like a broken record. When he stopped being like a broken record he told me something about stepping to the side of the world so i couldn't be seen. I wanted to get away from this dc so i ran to my parents bedroom, pretended there was a portal in the wall behind me and fell back. I started to fall down a yellow colored void.

I started thinking about how i wanted Jade's dream characters in my dream now and slowly random characters began to appear in the void. One of them pulled me through a small rectangular opening and i was now in a forest like setting.But it looked like the scenery was walls with vines and other stuff painted on them. As I was walking i started calling for Manei. A girl came and yet again she didn't look like Manei but i just decided to go with it.

"Manei, how can sense when there is someone else around?" I asked her. " You will know when their there." she replied back. As we were walking around i heard a voice in the distance. I started to interrupt the person who was talking to someone else. Than went towards it. I found a guy playing with little toys and a truck on the ground. He didn't look like Jade but reminded me of how Jade likes Lego. "Are you playing with action figures?" I asked the guy. But he did not respond to me and just kept playing and moving them around.

The girl i was with came back after i started calling for Manei again.She was with someone else this time and seemed like she was getting distracted by the other person. I started shouting hey and for her to remember that i was present. She than started walking with me. I think there was a spoon present and she said "We need to boil a full green apple." I'm not sure what the apple was for but i just kept following her. We ran into a bit of trouble though.

A little blonde girl was out to get me. I kept screaming for help. After running for a bit we arrived at the stairs of my house. I was holding onto the girl that came after i called for Manei and the little girl was holding onto me. Somehow the dream shifted after that and my dad was now with the little blonde girl in the kitchen telling her that killing me was unacceptable and that she wasn't even allowed to hold a gun.I left the house and ran up the hill. There were stores to the side that wasn't suppose to be there.I was thinking about going inside but woke up.

Note to self: " Stop running from little girls!!! (/-w-")

It was in a big city. My father was an owner of a big corporation, where I was office worker. It was during time of some kind of holliday. My father was preparing for a big party, and I told him that I want to stay at work. I felt that there was a conflict between both of us. We wanted to enter a car. It was a miniature version of jeep. There were already four persons inside, and we had to somehow fit inside. In the end there were nine persons. My aunt was hurt, and she had nails stuck inside her toes. We were driving towards home through the forest.

I was at my step mom's house, and I was in the kitchen. There were two gates, minecraft style ofc. And in between each third of the kitchen there was a different obstacle. In the first third there was a sign and a red glowing line like redstone being activated. The glowing line was attached to an open furnace that was on fire, and then a hound leaped out of it (on fire) and ran across the line as, I dunno, a test? The sign read, "This is a hellhound". I proceeded to the next gate, there was another sign, it read "Do you trust me?", there was another furnace in the second section of the gate, I could take my chances and run into the section hoping that there wasn't going to be a doge leaping out of the furnace to eat my face off. Or I could just simply climb onto the counter and skip the gated area, heading over to the last section instead, and that's what I did. I crawled along the counter to the end of the obstacle, and I could now see into the furnace. There were two four by fours laying inside the furnace, they were on fire, but there was no doge that I could see. I have no clue why I did this next thing, but I opened up some sort of chat box and typed into it "/give grenade 1" and I had a frag grenade in my hands, at the same time my biological mom and my biological grandma walked into the house and said "Hi honey", I proceeded to throw the grenade into the furnace and the dream ended there...

Weird.

So it wasn't a nightmare in the literal sense.

I was in College, and we were auditioning for the musical but I dont know what it was. There were loads of us and we had to line up at the front of the stage (Which was the stage in high school) and Freya my dance teacher was doing the auditioning but there were loads of people I knew in the audience from the panto I just did as well as some of my college teachers like Sarah. We were the firstgroup to go but I realised I hadn't brought a costume or anything decent to wear as I was wearing this tight pink dress that barely covered my knickers and I was going to sing I Caint Say No from Oklahoma as I always do but I knew I couldnt in this dress so I was stressing out and delaying going first as I was trying to work out a solution or at least find some black shorts. We werent allowed to leave the wings but then one of the Dance Captains from Disney (the old blonde one) sneakily gave me her jacket and pointed in the pocket and winked at me. So I grabbed it and ran into the toilet to what I had hoped would be shorts but they were actually really long grey socks made out of tights material. I knew that I couldnt go on stage wearing this pink dress as it was just so inappropriate but I couldn't avoid it forever and people going before me were incredible, Olivia Oakes was there singing something from a chorus line and she and about 10 other people were wearing red sleeveless jackets tap shoes and a cane as she had got them all to back up her , she was a really good singer actually. Other girls were wearing leotards and tights and other professional dance/performance wear.
I saw in the toilets another group of costumes so was debating whether or not to steal one, I also had a blue dress thing so was thinking about wearing that with the grey tights but then that wouldnt have fitted with my song so I would have needed to change the song, but the only songs that would go with that would be passive ones like I Could Have Danced all Night which other people werent doing if that makes sense, it wouldnt have been as impressive.

I think this just highlights my indecisiveness when it comes to what to wear to auditions!

Two nights ago: generally frag-a-licious mode, still

2015-02-10

early:
+(f) in a haunted house, all doors lead to ghosts, some are worse than others

+(f) the guys send me the latest version of the invention we're working on: sort of a disc with yin/yang decoration plates on top

+(f) walking in city streets, lift my arm and start to fly diagonally up at the street light, think about asking people on the ground to help me go higher

later:

+ on the highway, directions, descending stairs ducking under string in the T's rec room, younger girls and older guys are there, racey (NSFW) game, pics on SD card, move to computer to copy them.

+(f) sitting at the computer with a girl, sense an opportunity and touch her leg a bit, concerned people will see

+(f) big giant guy floating down the river on his back, prominent erection

+(f) taking a photograph of a group

+(f-d) on the border between fragment and dream) there's a lot of garbage under the table, giant amber gem, turns out to be just a paperweight

+(f) choosing a place to place my sleeping bag

+(f) thinking of lying down to sleep in a doorstep, it looks too small

+(f-d) the guys recorded their movie digitally and converted it to niche-theater formats and made a lot of money this way, I see the movie scenes playing on the screen, two different formats (one with wire-frame overlays)

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Last night:
2015-02-11

+ baseball: I catch a fly ball that bounced into the stands, second ball, third flies over my head

I'm just arriving to the beginning of a (pro) baseball game, the announcer at that moment says "and it's a hit!" I'm located in far left field near the foul line, the ball lands near the back fence in front of me, the umpire rules it fair, and the ball bounces out of the field right at me, I try to catch it, I do catch it, I wonder if the player on the field will demand it back. I notice it is very frayed and has two large chunks taken out of it. I turn away from the field so I won't have to give it back. Everyone will be amazed that I have <some player>'s first hit of the game! I cat a second ball, now I have two! The third ball flies over my head and into a group of people across the street.

+(f-d) bus (girl)

I'm sitting in the back of a bus. Not clear where we're going, people getting on/off? A girl comes to exit the bus standing right by me, I look up and admire her bust, then notice I can catch a glimpse of panties because her right leg is lifted up and I can see almost all the way down, then the view closes and she's wearing jeans.

+(f) butt (girl)

I'm in a crowded area (at work?). I notice a girl. I walk forwards, look to the left and see her facing away from me, she is impossibly slender (her whole body is like 1 foot wide at the most) and she's wearing short shorts, I admire her well-shaped butt.

+ outdoor stairs, creepy guy looking at me, crowded bookstore (closed for restocking break will last for 30 minutes)

In a large open sloping down area (like amphitheater [DS]), I notice a blonde haired man looking at me. At another moment I notice him again, he's still looking at me, and I think this is creepy. I walk down the stairs and enter a small store, it's a bookstore, it's very crowded there's almost nowhere to walk because boxes of books are everywhere on the floor. The store is closing, they are going to be restocking for a while, I ask how long the guys answers 30 minutes, that's too long for me so I turn around and walk out. I think that perhaps a colleague from a job long ago is there?

+ (semi-lucid) in parent's bedroom, want to get out fly

I'm standing in my parent's bedroom, I want to get out to their balcony and fly. Even though "I'm awake" I remember there's always a chance that if I try to fly it might turn out to be a dream and I would be able to fly [this thought occurs a lot, DS!]. The way to the door to the balcony is blocked. The door is a bit to the right, it must be there. I can see outside and it seems that the balcony is completely covered with drying racks where clothes are hanging. I can't get there from where I'm standing, I notice that there is a pathway in between two separate beds probably made for the purpose of getting to the balcony door. I go to the window facing the G's house and (someone's out there in the distance? Throwing things?) I feel like I need to close this window.

+(f) there's shooting going on outside, we should take cover

+(f) entering gym, paying at turnstile

FMA. I/Mustang left the military a while ago; right now I'm looking out a door at the rain. I see a memory of similarly looking out another doorway at the rain, standing at the door to a balcony on a tall tower, and then retreating back inside to adjust my plans. In the present, I put on a hat with a wide, floppy brim and head out into the rain.

As I'm walking up a mountain road in that rain, I pass an old man driving his truck down the road. We wave to each other like we do every day. I'm thinking, as a soldier who was for all intents and purposes an embodiment of fire, I was useless in the rain, so it held a different significance. But as a person - I'm thinking of both me and the old man in the truck - you just put on a hat and go to work, rain or not.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm in the same mountain range from yesterday, traveling alone at the moment, standing just inside the entrance to a cave. I've come to a very old friend to ask him for his help. He's not happy to see me. He's sitting in a sort of stone throne and saying slowly, emphasizing every word, "I am not well."

I can see that. He wears this silver circlet that sort of glows, a contrast to his dark hair and coat; looking at how faint that glow is, I'm thinking that there's barely anything left of him. Nonetheless, there's enough of him left to do what I need done.

Non lucid
*I am using the restroom at my job. I notice my friend andre went into a stall and he had a moment of shy bladder.

I came back to home, and entered my room. My younger sister was sitting on my bed. I started shouting at her and the argue ensued. She ran out of my room crying. I lied on my bed, and felt guilty for this.

NA

Fragment 1: I'm following some kind of national infrastructure route, it feels like a new system perhaps foir delivering some new form of power but doedsn't follow any preexisting distribution network. I'm following a line into Wales from the WEst Midlands and can see the branching structure on a map.

Fragment 2: I'm in a car on a bridge heading downhill from the high point of the bridge toward what looks like a toll gate at the bottom of the slope. The bridge is wide, perhaps four or six lanes, and traffic is at a standstill. I hed down the hard shoulder and somebody in the car is apparently nervouis that I might hit the other cars as I pass, so I prove the point by driving so as to just clip my wing mirror on the bollards that line the other side of the gap I'm going through.

Fragment 3:
I'm in a car going around a roundabout, it feels familiar, I think from a dream of a few years back. I'm directing somebody else driving and tell them which exit to take, but they miss it and as we go past it becomes clear that it's more complicated than I thought because immediately adjacent to the exit we need to take, there is another exit that goes onto the wrong carriageway, and a third exit that leads onto a narrow old road that used to service the rouge. This third exit is precipitously steep, totally infeasible, but still offered as an option at the junction!

I'm on a train platform in drizzle, burdened with large bags and a pushchair or pram, waiting for somebody getting off to get on with it so I can get on. He dithers and then gallantly offers to let me on first, which is less helpful than just getting out of my way, but I can't really refuse the gesture.

I clamber aboard awkwardly and squeeze through the doors and vestibule into the carriage. There aren't many spare seats but I find one that's blocked by a collapsible pushchair that hasn't been collapsed. I cram my bags into a luggage rack and collapse the offending furniture to get it out of the way. I half collapse my own pushchair before remembering that I need it for the baby.

I start settling down as the train starts moving. Once I get over the faff of getting onto the train I attend to the baby. The baby is a blond boy who looks a bit old to be in a pushchair, perhaps 2 1/2, though somewhat smaller and slightly built than Harriet. I get the impression that he's called Arthur or something similar, though he looks a little reminiscent of a friend's nipper called Jonno.

I realise that the drizzle on the platform has left his flannelette clothes a bit wet and he's been patiently and quietly sitting and not complaining. I apologise and bustle around grabbing a towl and drying his hair and hands and ask him if he would rather I took his top off to dry him or leave it on, he says he wants me to leave the top on with language skills that again seem a bit advanced for a kid in a pushchair, perhaps 4.
I make a game of drying him by making silly noises and tickling and such to cheer him up after being soggy and chilly.

Behind the pushchair I spot CM looking frustratedly around and muttering under his breath that it's going to take him over an hour to get to work, he grumps through the door to the next carriage and out of sight and I return to Arthur, deciding that his clothese are now dry enough that I don't need to change him into fresh ones.

I'm at some kind of conference in a hotel. I'm supposed to be leaving to get to a meeting I have at nine but my bag has gone missing. I vault over an upright piano that's in the foyer, then I try to pack some of my gubbins in the piano. I have akey to lock the back panel onto the piano after stuffing the space behind with clothes and shoes and suitcases etc. I also have a key for the flap that covers the keyboard, but the lock is broken, so that's not much use.

I find some of my stuff that needs packing hidden on top of a cupboard and complain to the guy who put it there that I'm likely to lose stuff if he puts it in random places like that.

I spot a car behind the cupboard and think "oh yeah, my other car" but it's only a remote control toy and the key in my pocket is just the remote.

I'm traveling with a woman who most recently has been climbing these giant stairs cut into the mountains, leading a very large group of people, guided by her visions and signs. Now she's reached an old shrine that's of great personal importance to her. But that's not what she was looking for - she thought her visions were guiding her to a place where all these people could be safe. Now it seems it was just something personal. She believes she's led them all this way for nothing.

I'm extremely frustrated by all this, because the place I've been trying to guide her to with those visions I've sent her is still further on - I wanted her to see this shrine first for personal reasons, because I like her and I thought she deserved to know this part of her past, but it's not our final destination. Unfortunately, the stairs end here; there's no easy path after this point. How am I going to convince her to keep going now that she's doubting the visions? I'm almost tempted to just suggest scouting ahead myself and then conveniently 'finding' the place - but I need her to be the one to discover it, not me. I'll think of something, but I need to talk to her privately, and there haven't been many opportunities for that on this pilgrimage.

Right now she's busy talking with a priest I dislike - I'm not fond of priests on general principle, but this one in particular irritates me. She's apologizing. She's saying she shouldn't have rejected the idea of divine guidance - maybe if she'd believed, she wouldn't have gotten them lost like this. The priest reassures her, saying, "You delivered what would not be prayerful."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Still in that same mountain range, but this time I'm working separately from the main group, it's just me and a couple of her soldiers. I'm talking with a slave trader - he's got a group of people I've been looking for and I need him to release them. He says he can't possibly do that, they're an extremely sought-after species. He shows me a cage with a human man and woman instead, and a falcon that comes with the woman, and says that he'll give me one of them as a sign of good faith - he'll even trade me all three, the two humans and the falcon, if I'd be willing to give him one of my soldiers. He has a buyer who likes that specific shade of skin. Incredulous, I tell him this isn't a negotiation. He's going to release the people I came for, I'm not going to give him anything, and I don't care about his humans or whatever else he's selling.

But then he takes the hood off the human woman - white hair and a young face. I know her. I'm shocked, and she looks just as shocked to see me - I'd thought she was dead. Last time I saw her, she'd sacrificed me to her people's gods. It didn't work obviously, I can't die that way, but there was no way she could have known that. When my 'death' didn't stick, her people reacted very badly. I'd seen them holding a funeral for her later, but I'd been watching from a distance - they must have held the ceremony without a body. I'd just assumed they'd killed her. I'd liked her a great deal, sacrifice aside.

Dream: Sex with AW
I'm in an odd place that combines a large space somewhat reminiscent of a school sports hall with rooms that feel much more like parts of a home than anything I'd expect to see attached to a sports hall.

I explore various rooms and after a bit of looking around bump into AW (a girlfriend from years ago) I'm pleased to see her and we chat for a bit, reminiscing about various amusing memories.

At some point during the conversation the scene changes and were lying side by side on a couch, still just talking bollocks. We both start falling asleep and she snuggles up to me, tangling her legs around mine. I start panicking, realising that this situation isn't quite what I had thought. I'm trying to process through what the implications are, trying to decide if it's OK to rekindle an old flame, whether it's OK to sleep with her so soon, whether it's OK not to have any protection etc. All this is a somewhat hurried thought process as we are now both naked and the sofa has opened out into a bed and she's climbing on board and making eye contract in a way that leaves no room for misinterpretation.

Skipping forward a chapter, I'm skulking around the odd hybrid sports hall / house, it's night time and I'm naked, still evidently pleased to see AW and looking for something when AW's dad bimbles around a corner. He doesn't seem all that suspicious to see me naked here, though he does seem puzzled as to why I suddenly curl up into a boner concealing ball. AW then comes around the corner wearing nothing but a smile and the fact that she's so comfortable with the situation seems to satisfy her dad's curiosity.

Fragment:
Mum is getting confused by the bread machine, and I'm explaining it to her

I logged on to Dreamviews to see that every DJ entry except for the ones tagged with 'Memorable' Were now gone. There were only the five most recent entries with a 'Memorable' tag on them in my DJ. I also had a bunch of notifications (12 I think).


I was living on an aircraft carrier. (Actually I think it was like the flying heli-carrier from Avengers.) We were docked just offshore in NYC, and were in the process of leaving. On it were a bunch of people along with their guides, or so I assumed. There were some people with two or three guides there. I think I saw my friend C as well as Dawn.

I became a little bit lucid and decided to (for some reason) ask Manei what she thought of the Spirit Science videos. (A little context: Yesterday, I made a post on meditation, and in one of the replies, somebody sent me a Spirit Science video. I've actually watched these a lot in the past, and if you're interested I would recommend looking them up. The narrators' voice kinda annoys me though.)

Anyways she stated that sometimes those videos seem a bit gimmicky to her, but in the end, their interpretation of philosophies and general take on the world are really good.

The two of us got food from the cafeteria and sat on the edge of the deck carrier together.

There was much more to this dream but I can't remember it.


FA'd laying on the sidewalk. I had two blankets on me. I was in my subdivision, next street over from where I live, and it was a dark, cold night. A woman was standing there asking me if I knew where bus number 31 was. She said that it was supposed to be here at 8:10 and it was now 8:30. She was wondering if she had missed it.

"I don't know... for all I know this is just a bad dream-"

I looked at the moon in the sky. It was there all right, but it was about ten times bigger than it should have been. I looked away and looked back and the moon had been replaced with a multicolored gas planet.

Actually, I'm pretty sure this is just a dream. Hey, lady, pinch your nose like this *does nose pinch RC* Can you breathe?

"Oh my gosh! I can!"

She started to get really excited, like a new lucid dreamer would.

"This is called lucid dreaming, look it up. And if you get the chance-"

She disappeared from the dream with a humorous 'pop' sound.

"-my name is JadeGreen... "

I grumbled to myself that I didn't get to finish thinking about how that would be a really interesting way to show shared dreaming. I then asked myself if shared dreaming is even really possible. I realized that I don't have a solid answer on either side.

The dream went semi lucid here. I was trying to avoid these guard/searchlight towers that had appeared around my neighborhood. I thought I could fly but due to poor lucidity and practice as of late, my flying would always cut out a few seconds after I started.