non-lucid

17.11.2014

Finding treasures and selling Real Estate by accident (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was going into some sort of treasure hunt, but this was indoors. At some point in the dream, someone dug a whole on the ground and there was a treasure chest, it was buried and full of dirt, but looked something like this:



We were about to pull it up, but someone came so we placed a huge iron lid on top of the hole. A while after, I went back to the room and I saw that the hole was much bigger. I figured my friend was in there and said:

"Dude... don't be obvious."

Now, instead of just dirt, I saw light and some pathways, so I jumped inside the hole and I could saw long aisles with a lot of doors and rooms, all of them fully furnished. Most of these rooms where furnished with very old school furniture, mainly made out of wood and iron and I believe there were no electronics at all, even the lights were touches.

I somehow got out and I was in front of a huge state and some people was there interested on seeing the house. I figured I could not show them the house in that state, but I explained features about the house. I wondered why I got into this since I do not even work on Real Estate, but they appeared very happy and we went to a picnic table to talk about the house. I made very good friends with them and I figured someone would be proud because I sold the house, as they wanted to move in immediately. I wondered if I could also get someone to rent the house uphill from my own house.

I got inside what it is my house, but now it was a bar loaded with clients and I had a boss, who was a bartender but also a Real Estate manager, telling him about the house and that the clients were on their way. I was kind of thrilled and wondered if I was going to get paid or something. I also had a lot of thoughts, very inspiring thoughts, some personal, some I cannot recall and despite I was not lucid, I was in a state of bliss and hapiness for some reason.

I got into the bathrooms and I wanted to shower, but I could not find my things and I was wondering where was my own bathroom and not public restrooms that is what I found. Also, I was now naked and worried my "clients" would see me but naked and get upset and not buy the house.

I've come to a group of buildings with many rooms, with people sleeping inside. I stick my head inside one, and the woman inside starts talking. I hear her voice distorted, like a phone call with a bad connection; her mouth isn't moving, she still looks asleep. I apologize for waking her up, I hadn't meant to, and when she stops talking I enter the room. I put my hand on her head, and I lose visuals and get an impression of many voices, very quiet. I'm aware this is an opportunity to listen in on her dream.

It seems to be morning now; for a moment I think I've just skipped over her dream entirely. I'm in her apartment, and her bed is empty; so's the bed where her roommate sleeps. I look out the window, and see her on her bike. She's late for class, and wondering why/how she slept so late. She sees me standing on the sidewalk, and tells me I better hurry too if I want to get to school on time. She thinks I'm one of her students.

I leave her and walk through a park near her school, watching a squirrel run along a branch. As I'm walking a woman sitting in one of the trees addresses me. She asks how to get close to a human. It's the usual, I tell her - you talk with them, you create shared experiences, you care about them.

I'm aware that woman's just altered this reality. I'm returning to a home where I live with various people, and that woman from the tree is there; she's a part of this 'family.' She's set things up so that everyone thinks she's this beautiful ideal; someone compares her to Quan Yin. The part of me that still recognizes that this is a scenario she created is amused. Setting yourself up as an ideal isn't a very realistic way to experience being part of a family, but whatever floats your boat. We eat a large dinner of various rare dishes, everyone contributing a different one, and I'm a little irritated because I know I'm not going to remember all these dishes when I wake up, there's too many of them to keep track of, and the dream goes through them too quickly. But when the meal's done, we're all sent out to hunt for some new rare dish to bring back to that woman from the tree. I and one of my 'sisters' wander through an arcade, looking for something rare.

Dream 1

Something I don't recall happened than I was inside a wooden square area where there was a shower. I was in the shower but it was cold so i got out quick. Couldn't find my clothes though so I just grabbed a blanket.I was aware it was a dream after I noticed I was in a country like place. In front of me there was a tall guy, a little girl and my mom.They were walking up a hill and I decided to follow them.(A pink night gown appeared on me)I told the guy I was going to follow him and was making a joke but he just called me a punk like I was annoying him. For some reason I felt like he was a distant cousin or someone I saw before but I don't really know.

Anyways we ended up going inside a apartment and I saw two stands of candies like they have in the supermarket. Curious, I asked "Where did all this candy come from?" The little girl said her mom collects candy. After that I tried playing around with the tall guy but than everything paused quickly and a drawing of a figure with a footprint appeared in my hand. A voice than appeared saying " Just one footprint was seen before the silent killer made his move". Than everything turned white and I was on the ground and I could feel lots of baby mice crawling in my shoes. But I couldn't get up. Apparently I was dead in the dream or something. I woke up after that.

Dream 2

I appeared at a subway and was observing a lady I knew. My mom distracted me though and we were now at a huge store buying pots and pans and a ice cube tray. I dropped it though and recall appearing in a empty apartment room. I was on a white bed though and my mom was sitting in front of me. The place felt familiar but I didn't know where I was. The walls were white and there was wood flooring.After a bit I appeared in my house. I was in my parents room and decided to make Eye appear. A DC appeared but it seemed really dum and hyper so I pushed it out of my way and left out through the front door. The scenery was sort of dim so I shouted for the dream to get brighter. I than walked and shouted for it to get more brighter since it wasn't enough for me. But it was now a colorful brightness.

I flew up and decided I wanted to change the scene to a anime place. "Turn into a anime world!" I shouted. Anime like trees,buildings,sky and other stuff began to appear but than all of a sudden I started hearing the animal crossing theme and everything appeared as a animal crossing scenery. It was really nice and pretty though. Below I could see a yellow bunny villager that was strange looking trying to do something. I wanted to get closer but flew into a street light. The villagers started shouting at me because I broke their lamp. I said sorry than started thinking about how I wanted to be with Eye. I than appeared at a street place walking with a guy somewhere. He said he was looking for his glasses and friend. I took his hand and told him to follow me. But everything stopped and the guys voice appeared saying " And that's how we became best friends". Than I woke up.

These late-night skype calls have to stop.

There was some long dream about there being a hotel near my house with a beach and a lighthouse on a lake. There were for some reason a bunch of really tall, skinny, pagoda like houses across. I couldn't help but think that they looked familiar, like I had seen them in another dream somewhere.

I dropped my computer in the hotel pool. Somehow it still worked when I got it out.

I was driving during an intense rainstorm. I can recall swerving to avoid an I-beam that was being washed across the road.

Morning of November 17, 2014. Monday.



My family and I have apparently partly moved into what seems to be the second floor of a large apartment building. However, this does not seem to be final, as it seems we still need to be “approved” again as a final step (which does not really make sense as we are already living there and had been for perhaps a week). There seem to be two unknown women who own the building.

I am in the main living room but there are also strange visitors from other apartments with us for some reason. One of them is the infamous YouTube conspiracy theorist VH from Kentucky. Another seems to be the heavyset male who makes a brief appearance in “The Butterfly Room” when he shouts up at whom he thinks is the tenant. Another may be the delusional alcoholic I knew in La Crosse who was always talking about prairie dogs coming out of mirrors. A couple others are also very unusual characters, but unfamiliar.

Interestingly, I seem to be okay with these people for a time. However, VH eventually starts playing around with a cigarette lighter to “illustrate” some sort of point he is trying to make about something. I grab him and the lighter. I press his face down near the corner of a bed and have control of where the fire from the lighter goes. I am, using telekinesis, spreading the fire over VH’s face and upper body while yelling at him - but it does not kill him and I am able to not only stop other things from burning up completely (such as the bed sheet) but also restore it as the fire moves across it each time. No larger fire occurs and the flames do not get out of my control. The precision with which I control it is quite interesting though I am not lucid. Finally, I just tell everyone to leave and never come back.

Around this time, the owners come in. They do not seem to appreciate the ruckus I caused. I ask her if she knows who VH is and soon tell her about him. It still seems we will be living there. We look at an empty room that has new, attractive veneer everywhere, including areas of the wall and on tall cabinets. It almost seems as if I had done this recently (though I do not remember doing so), as the woman does not seem to know about it, though it remains a mystery.

She asks me if I will be okay with the noise in living here, indicating that people come and go and walk through the main halls at all hours of the day and night. I tell her how I am used to living in such buildings (which is not true at all - I only lived in a smaller apartment building over a tavern around the age of five, not counting the usually quiet residential boarding house as a young adult). I think about people making noise in the hall and slamming doors in the middle of the night, but this is the only place available at the time, apparently, so I accept the situation.

In reality, I had never “flamed“ VH on YouTube as many others have, though I have not seen any of his videos in a long time. I am mostly learning to ignore people on the Internet with Narcissistic Personality Disorder, regardless of how abusive these people are and their continuous need to manufacture drama while playing the victim.

non lucid
*Ryan was messing with this fat kid. The fat kid snapped and started beating ryan up. I didn't stop the fat kid but
to my surprise I kind of cheered him on. I thought ryan for sure deserved it for being an asshole.

*There was an asain chick laying on the side of a mountain. I remember flying around the mountain enjoying the
landscape.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I live and work at a farm, possibly in Germany. The owner is a nazi sympathizer or at least that's my impression of him, since he seems to be well integrated in the nazi society. Most of the farm workers are jews, men, women and children, forced to labor like slaves. Their life conditions are miserable and I do my best to help them. I am also a worker, not jew, but of a lower class than my boss. He is in love with me and I am his mistress, but he can't have a serious and socially accepted relationship with me due to my humble origins. Also, I don't love him, I just tolerate his sexual advances because he provides me some privileges and I also use it to manipulate him, for instance, to better the conditions of the forced workers. I feel a lot of empathy for these people and I am particularly fond of the children, especially a little orphan 2-year old girl, whom I love like my own child.
The boss is a bit obsessed with dressing me up with pretty lingerie and sometimes I feel sick with how he shows me off in underwear and analyzes me in front of his best friend while they are having lunch, for example. He treats me like a sex toy. But when he is pleased, I can get him to agree on certain things, like providing hot baths for the jews, when previously they only had cold showers, even in the winter. He allows the german house workers to heat up large pots of water to fill in the bathtub for the jews to take a bath if they wish. But when I tell them the news, only a couple of them accepts happily the offer. The others are suspicious, as if afraid that if they take it, something bad will happen to them later as punishment. I don't understand and feel disappointed.
One day some nazi guys come for a visit and insist on taking a picture of the farm workers all lined up. As usual, I serve as intermediary, because they like me and they trust me. I sense much nervousness in them and the children feel the tension and start crying. I tell them it's just a photo, no reason to be afraid and with somber faces they line up. But the 2-year old baby is restless and the lady who is holding her can't keep her quiet, so I step in the line up and hold the baby in my arms, as only I can quiet her down. Her eyes are full of fear as if she can sense something that I can't. I feel so much love and compassion for this baby. I hold her in my arms with unconditional love as they take the picture with me included.
Life goes back to normal, until one day my boss gives me some money to go buy some pretty clothes in the village or town nearby. When I return at the end of the day, I find all the jewish workers screaming and crying inside a truck, being taken like cattle to the slaughterhouse. I freak out, I try to stop the truck, I plead to my boss, but he is also upset, it is not in his hands. I didn't think he cared much for the jews, but he didn't hate them either and found useful to have them as a free work force. But then I realized that deep down, he had started to apprecciate the idea that they were in a safe environment at his farm and that he could save their lives. But there were superior orders that they'd be taken somewhere else and I learned the ugly truth of what was going on with the jews.
Much later, we left the farm and the country. My boss and a couple of his friends, who no longer could take part of what was going on in their country, flew to Havana and he took me with him. I could feel a difference in him and I started being treated more like equal. We started a new life, leaving the suffering behind. I took refuge in the experience of an exotic country and other life realities to try to forget the unfortunate people I had left behind.

As Rumpelstiltskin, I'm singing a verse of an old song from my son's childhood, quiet and bitter and angry. I'm in a room that looks like a private gym - not the sort with weight machines, a room for other kinds of training - and I've been talking with a woman about my son. After singing that one verse, I say that the only thing he'd ever wanted back then had been simple things we already had, things like the sound and feel of the wind through the trees.

The not-Rumpelstiltskin part of me wonders why I'm telling anything personal to this woman - as Rumpelstiltskin, I don't like her or trust her, though we're working together. But I'm so full of rage about my son and the people who've influenced him, and I can't take any sort of action about it right at this moment. I sing the next verse from that childhood song, and that woman puts her arms around my neck, leans her forehead against mine. I'm too focused on my rage and that song to pay much attention to what she does. I don't mind her getting that close to me, but I'm aware any expression of sympathy from her is just an act, not something she's really capable of, any more than I'm capable of feeling sympathy for her.

16.11.2014

Signing up for Passionate Mode Fight (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was some sort of fight, like a challenge in a colosseum and you could get massive glory if you won the fights. These were I believe, fist fights, with no weapons. For some reason, I wanted to compete (I am very gentle in waking life) but I was told not to. I left the building and saw two doors, one said, "Passion" and the other one "Warrior" I figure these would be different fight modes.







I looked back a few times and sneaked into the "Passion" mode as I am passionate. I was unnoticed and I signed up for a tournament. The place in the inside had like graves and some areas were you would pile up bones.

I was talking with my mom and told her about the tournament. I told her that if I got killed she could pick up my bones in some hole. My mom appeared peaceful about that. I also wanted to find my wife, but could not see her.

I saw a fight, there was a young Asian male against some an African american male who appeared much older. The Asian guy kicked the other's guy butt big time and I realized I was going to get hurt big time in there as I could not fight, so I left.

I walked by a restaurant that apparently I worked at. It was 6:22 and my shift was supposed to be from 5:30pm to 6:30pm (some shift that is haha) and there was a co-worker asking me to give him a hand, which I did. As I got into the restaurant, I saw a female who was the manager. She said we all would eat together and they had some nice food. She wanted to see my punch card to make it an upgrade. My punch card was a pin with the shape of a wolf (A pin I own in waking life) As we were about to eat, the phone rang and I pick i up. This was from the tournament reminding me of my fight. They asked me if I wanted to concede or if I was going to fight as it would start in 10 minutes and I was not there. I said I was going to be there (even though I planned not to) and I was glad I gave a fake name.

Dream 1

I was in a car with my brothers and my mom. My mom told us to pick out our stuff so we ran into the supermarket and started taking stuff like cookies and cake. *w* I was so happy but when I brought the cake to the cashier it was kind of mushy and squashed. My brothers and me dropped the rest of the stuff and the cashier girl said it was 300 coins. I was upset though cause I felt it was too much. " Its suppose to be 210 coins!" I said. She than realized her mistake and I gave her the cash.

After that my brothers, mom and I went back home. But there was something wrong with this house. It was huge and looked sort of historical.Another strange thing is that when my mom stepped in and a DC lady who was supposedly her friend came in they kissed on the lips right in front of me. I was like ! "Did they just kiss on the lips or was it just my eyes!?As I continued to walk I noticed how dusty and old some parts of this house or mansion was. So I took a broom and decided to clean the place up.

Seeing the crowd of people and how big this place was though made me realize I was dreaming. As I was walking around with a broom in a dark purple room I could hear a faint voice of a girl. It sounded like she was a bad and mad spirit. She shouted " Why are there less chairs than before!? Who moved the chairs that were here!? " I got scared that she would take her anger out at me so I started running. But what I came across was the most beautiful door or window I have ever seen. It was gynormous and shaped like a arch.Painted gold and filled with brightly lit diamonds of many colors. I was admiring it and was about to climb up the stairs to it when suddenly a tall guy in a suit flew really fast and crashed through it.

I went out through a door and ran to the guy who was laying on his back on the cement."Are you okay?" I asked him. His outfit was yellow and looked like a iron man suit. He said he was fine. Knowing it was a dream I decided to carry him up the steps somewhere but he was sort of heavy so I told him I had to drop him. He was ok with that but all of a sudden a man came up behind me and yelled "Cut!". I was confused and the man said he didn't like me carrying the guy in his movie. After that a few old cartoonish looking shows appeared. They were short though.

When it was over I appeared in a big store where I was telling my brothers I wanted to buy a gold fish that was in a bag. The gold fish was evil though because a spirit was inside it. I than appeared in my room trying to keep the spirit in a sock or tube but it came out.Somehow I defeated it than went to the backyard of the house that was now a gray building.There was a rainbow, a small little blue dog house and plants all around. A cat that had grey and other colored fur came up from behind me and took a pile of grass out with its mouth. Than I woke up.

Dream 2

There was a crazy girl with needles trying to hurt me. But a strong cool looking anime guy was protecting me from every sneaky move she had. It was great~ xD

In reality, I have stopped smoking cigarette since June 17th, 2014.

In some of my dreams lately, I'm smoking and it's always a trigger to try and become lucid, but last night I couldn't convince myself that I was dreaming despite reality checks. I don't remember all of the reality checks that I did, but I know I tried looking at my hands and at the time and at my phone and surroundings and felt convinced I was not dreaming. I may have even tried plugging my nose, all I remember is that nothing I tried worked to convince myself I was dreaming. Yet I was dreaming.

Maybe I just need to learn some more effective Reality Checks

November 15, 2014

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I was on a train with my dad, and there was some sort of trouble. He had to get off the train so he could get some gas for his car, for some reason. He would rive the car to the next stop and get back on the train. We were going through the Midwest on our way to the West Coast (having gotten on the train in New York)

When he got off the train, I went to sit with an older, friendly looking hiker.


I spaced out and someone else had joined us. We all became friends, and there was a long break stop. They wanted to get some fresh air, so they got off the train and I stayed to watch all their stuff. But the train only stopped for like a minute and left without them! I was worried, because I still had all their stuff and was wondering how they would get back to where they needed to go...

There was a point where it was night time, and the train was on a super elevated rail above a fairly large city. It may or may not have been the Big City on my dream map, but I don't think it was. If felt more like a different coastal city I often dreamt about when I was a kid. Anyways, all the pretty lights were going by, and the buildings were all so colorfully lit. It was fascinating and I just watched it for the longest time.

Eventually I got to the destination, got off the train with my lost companions' things, and found my mom and brothers waiting for me. I called my dad to let him know I had gotten off the train (it was actually a few stops before I had planned to arrive at)

My dream reminded me of the book The Odyssey so that is what I am calling it. If you don't know the plot of The Odyssey don't worry about it; it has no significance in the dream.

The setting of this dream was medieval/wild west/modern. People wore medieval armor and carried swords, but they usually also had guns like winchesters, revolvers, etc. Besides that, things were modern. There were phones, trains, cars, etc.

I was an older brother, and my younger brother had sworn an oath against me or something. He might have been a step-brother or something. It was not a love-hate relationship though, it was a hate-hate-hate relationship. He used anything he could to ruin things for me. He would lie, cheat, steal and manipulate his way into ruining my day and taking my things.

Fast forward awhile, until we were both well into our twenties and living on our own (I think we were kids before, or younger adults). I was doing pretty well for myself. This part is really hazy, but I knew he did something really bad.

Fast forward another 20 years or so. I had grey hair now, and I was doing very well. I had a wife and kids, and a very nice house. My brother hadn't done anything for a long time. One day, him and a bunch of scary looking wild west type people showed up at my house and evicted me. They had legal leverage as well as force, and they would probably kill me if I refused. So they smashed my house, and kicked me out (my family didn't play a big part in the dream, I only saw them like twice). He wanted the house, and he wanted to ruin my livelihood, but he also had some kind of scheme for himself and for some reason a key part of it was me going into "foreclosure".

I moved to some island. It was about the size of an estate. I could build a nice grand house, a dock, and I could have a nice life going in no time. There was also a WWII tank on the island for some reason. It was fully functional except for the gun, which was malfunctioning. Suddenly I realized there was a modern tank next to me (I was in the old one). A voice came out of it, "Hey, I just want to talk". It was my brother. He said, "You see, foreclosure means you can't own any property, so unfortunately I can't let you live here". I was already enraged at the fact that he would even show his face near me, but when he said this I came close to attacking him. Until I realized he had a modern tank (with the gun functioning) and a band of really scary looking 1800s dudes with guns.

So I left, and went to some family gathering on my wife's side of the family. There, I realized, was my salvation. I gathered up willing members of her family, and my friend, who had his own posse of people. We got our weapons and prepared to take back what was mine.

It turned into a massive horse-back wild west gunfight, but everyone had armor. Somehow I lost my horse and as I was running over a bridge I saw one of my guys bleeding out on the ground. I splashed some water on the wound, which apparently made it better, and continued. I eventually reached my brother's hide-out. He only had one goon left, but that guy had a dagger and was about to kill two of my guys. I ran up and hit him in the head with an axe I was holding. Then, I saw my brother, and all his servants. Some of them had wronged me, but the worst of them were traitors who I had trusted. They were just sneering. For some reason there were also people who were not involved in the conflict. They were just bystanders, but they were in the group of people that I was fighting. I charged, swinging my axe left and right until there was only my brother left (and the bystanders, of course.... strangely, they didn't seem to care that there was a bloody battle going on right in front of them). For some reason I randomly forgave him, and decided that instead of killing him I would just banish him from my life forever.

I don't remember much, so...

I know I was with my parents. We're going to NY in January, and I think I was dreaming about that. We got into a building and we had made reservations. The doorman told us to take the elevator cause the doctor (?) was waiting for us. So we took the elevator, and it was really old. It kinda broke down, the doors opened. There were lots of people outside. They were trying to open a door to the stairs, but they couldn't and they were desperate. Finally, I saw a corridor that would lead us to reception area, where there were also some restaurants.

We left the elevator, got to the reception area and sat down. Lots of people were there, it looked a but like an airport. Then, this man showed up. I knew he was evil. Suddenly, I knew I had to leave, so I started taking my stuff (which, for some reason, included random pieces of clothes I had put on a chair and my laptop). This being (?) opened a hole at the wall for me, so I told my parents to go first and I'd keep the evil man busy. I dunno what I told him, but he finally agreed to let us leave, but I'd have to take a woman with me. She was his partner? ally? Something. Anyway, she left the shower wearing a towel, so I showed her I had taken some stuff already, including a hairbrush. She was mad, not at me, but she was all "that bastard cheated on me and left that stupid hairbrush here and there's pee on it". So I took my dog, that showed up there out of the blue, and ran away.

I was in a field. There are many people. It's really crowded. There was a young prince we're supposed to protect/attack. A child? There's a decoy.

The "prince" was on a runaway horse, and it went directly to traffic/the highway. I chased after it (not sure how; skateboard?). I was able to get rescue him and avoid dangerous cars. We kept going.

The prince is a puppy (or some sort of small animal). I was in a forest-like area. People are making offerings there for safety and wishes. I wished that the pet/prince have a peaceful life in a farm. Something about organic.

I was talking with a small group of people. One is the scientist Reina. We were in an area close to the Pasig river. We were talking of making river "buses" to go throughout Manila. Reina said this isn't viable.