non-lucid

hello everyone and thank you! if anyone can interpret this dream I would appreciate it greatly.It starts with a field of pitch white. The only way I can explain it is, it is the opposite of pitch black. Complete and total whiteness. In the distance, very far away, I see a tiny black dot coming quickly closer,from a first person's point of view. As it gets closer, it resolves into an hourglass, very ornately and beautifully crafted, only built differently from the standard hourglass. instead of being crafted with two bulbs, 1 full 1 empty, this hourglass is crafted with one continuous cylinder, completely full with grains of rice. I get the feeling that it is immense in size, perhaps even larger than it is represented in the dream. Also, the closer it gets, I begin to smell and taste blood. I am wary but not afraid. The hourglass is shaking subtly, the grains of rice are undulating to the point that something else rises to the surface. it is me, beaten, bloody, bruised, broken, clothes are torn and disheveled. My eyes are wide open and my expression is fiery. Then I begin to hear sounds of weeping, and wailing, aand moaning, and then I wake up, heart pounding, in a cold sweat. Well, that's it! Any interpretation is welcome, but would prefer Christian interpretations. Thank you all so much for your time.

1st. So this game was based of Minecraft although it isn't from anything to do with Minecraft which confuses me. It was kind of like this pre-game challenge to enter a new world. It involved lots of little rectangles, I actually had no idea what I was doing and was just moving mine randomly but I somehow won. This spawned me into a Minecraft based world without the pixels. I walked around a bit taking in my surroundings. Soon after I appeared someone else did too! He had a rifle. He shot me.
The health system also worked the way Minecraft did, so this time it killed me and I had to re-spawn and do the whole puzzle puzzle competition thing again. When finally won and appeared back in the world the man was nearby and this time I ran although when he shot me this time it shot me way over the world at a really high speed. I ended up on some mountain, even though I was far away I still felt the need to keep on running, eventually I found an awesome house that I stayed at and called home… for 5 minutes. I’m pretty sure that the bedroom on the second floor blew up and alarms went off, so I began to hustle out of town when a wild animal appeared and started attacking, I’m pretty sure that was the end of that dream although at some point I may have gone to Uncle Duncan’s house in Omeo

2nd. All I remember from this dream was driving on a semi-icy/ wet road. Shayla was the driver and Mum and I were in the car too. This dream involved driving up several hills, and going around roundabouts. Scary at the time.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Note: Didn't do SSILD or FILD last night, FILD has been throwing me off a bit since I just don't understand it that well. Also, my 'home' dreamsign' seems to show a lot, I will have to prepare myself to do a reality check when it shows up.

Dream 1 - Scifi ship
We seem to be on a space ship, me, the terminator, Kryten (that robot from Red Dwarf), and someone else whom I don't remember. Me and the terminator get off the ship at some point and have to get something. The ship picks up the new cargo but it weighs a lot, when me and the terminator get back on board, Kryten doesn't have the strength to completely carry us (he is connected to the ship somehow, and as a result he doesn't have the strength to keep himself on the ship... It made sense in my dream ).

Dream 2 - Basketball + the trampolines are back
It's a sunny day and I'm at home, my friend D and another friend are over, and so is my brother. My brother challenges me to basketball like he always does when I get back from uni for the holidays. I notice there are 2 trampolines on the grass next to each other, D tells me "see, this is what happens when you leave me alone man, I buy shit" (it seemed like he had been living here for some reason). I tell him about my dream (#39, flying boat) where I was at my house bouncing on 3 trampolines, and 2 of them looked exactly like the ones on the grass right now. I was so convinced that it was real, everything around me seemed so realistic, I had this inkling of a feeling in the back of my mind though. I end up walking over to where we play basketball, but there is a white car beneath the hoop that's blocking us pretty much. My brother had set up a different basketball hoop instead, but there was a large stack of firewood that was kind of in the way. The sun was in our eyes whenever we were taking a shot at the hoop which was annoying, I couldn't shoot properly and kept missing it slightly. We played for a few minutes, but then a girl shouts hello at us from the top of the driveway and waves at us. At first I think it's H (D's little sister) but as she comes closer I realize it isn't. I keep shooting hoops, but then notice that M is here too , a guy whom I haven't seen since primary school. The dream ends around here.

I had an extra hour this morning since my college's convocation was cancelled today, so what better thing to do than take a nap.

I woke up in my house. I knew instantly I was dreaming, since I woke up in the guest bedroom. I had already decided before I fell asleep that I wanted to do the blood TOTM, and preferably with dragon blood that would transform me into a dragon. I exit the room and head for the stairs. My mom is in front of me saying something that I don't remember. I think of sucking her blood instead, but I decide against it, as that would be creepy. I start to follow her to the kitchen, but the kitchen wasn't there, and instead I found myself in the bathroom. On the counter were what seemed like hundreds of little bottles of all different shapes, sizes, and colors.


I found myself smack dab in the middle of a Macy's perfume department, basically.

I try to find one that looks like it's blood of some kind, but nothing stands out to me. I can't even find one that was red. Okay, let's just try to make it appear. I start to visualize the bottle, from the bottom up. As I imagine the glass pattern and red liquid, I realize the bottle I'm envisioning is right in front of me. How convenient. I pick it up, but as I shake it, the red liquid slowly turns to blue. Neat. The top, which I hadn't visualized yet, was a cheap plastic trigger-spray thing. I open wide and spray a couple times into my mouth. It tastes metallic, exactly like blood. I keep spraying until I feel like I've ingested enough. Okay, so now to just let the dragon blood do its magic. Within a few seconds, my arms start twitching, and then shaking, and then convulsing. My back tenses up, and I feel something churning inside my stomach.


Kind of like the last time I ate Taco Bell.

I start to lose vision in my right eye, and then my left. The scene goes completely dark, and soon the convulsions stop, and there's a deafening silence. A few seconds pass. Suddenly, the scene reappears. I look in the mirror, and notice my snazzy new wings behind my back. They kind of looked like Charizard wings, but were more flesh-colored. Cool, it worked! I was honestly excited, as I haven't had any transformation work for me even that much. I try to decide where to take these babies for a spin, but I quickly wake up from excitement.

I don't remember if this was a false or real awakening, but I lost lucidity. Still, I had a pretty amazing non-lucid at this point. Beware, it's pretty random at times, with lots of changes happening really fast, but it gets really good at the end. Just a glimpse into my ADD, I guess.

I was at a waterpark with some friends. I went down this slide into this small pool at the bottom. I get out and stand a ways away, as another girl comes down the slide. She kind of stays in the pool for a while, as she's waiting for a friend to come down. I look over to the left to see an old lady in her 90's on a motorcycle. She's at the top of this dirt ramp a distance away, and closer to me was another halfpipe. At the sound of a horn, she takes off down the ramp and heads toward the halfpipe. Unfortunately, she crashes, but the motorcycle continues, shooting wildly off the ramp and careening into the pool next to it, where the girl still is waiting. It lands right on top of her, and she goes under the water a bit. Her head comes back up, but the water starts to turn red with blood. She doesn't have much of an expression on her face, but I know instantly that her legs have been severed off. I wave for someone to come help. Paramedics soon rush in. I see my friends on the other side of the pool. I walk over them, and one of my friends says that we need to pray for the girl that just got hurt. I agree, but I first need to put away the towel that I (suddenly) have in my hands.

We are now on some kind of yacht. My friends are gathered around the kitchen table to pray, and I head to the sink to wring out my towel. I turn around to find I am now on a much smaller boat, and my friends are now tied up and sitting on a different boat. I run over to the edge to get a better look, and see this evil blonde lady standing on the other boat. She laughs maniacally at me.


I originally thought it was some lady from my church, but now that I've googled "evil blonde lady", frick, I think it was Ann Coulter. This expression and everything.

"I'm afraid I can't have you following me."

She points behind me. I turn to see a Heavy from Team Fortress 2 dumping a bunch of gasoline into the bottom of my boat. The gasoline quickly comes up to my chest, at which point he steps out of the boat onto the dock. I remain cool and calm, as I know that "I've played this level of the game before." I walk to the back of the boat to a small white button that reads "Press here to exit." I click it, and the gasoline starts to drain. Well that was easy. I turn to my side to see the other boat speeding off into the distance. "Oh no you don't!" I jump into the driver's seat and give chase. We drive off the lake, down a river, and through the sewers. Meanwhile, the boat appears to get smaller and smaller, until it's about the size of a go-cart, just barely getting around my body. Still, it keeps me afloat, and apparently can fly, as I find out as I drive up a ladder in the sewers. It looks like I am in Counter-Strike, climbing the ladder while carrying the boat in front of me. I drive the boat until I come to a massive room that looks like a level from Portal. I walk down a hallway to my right.

I don't remember at what point he joined me, but my buddy Mike was now with me. We walked through a couple dark office rooms that looked like they were abandoned.


This is not Portal as far as I know, but it looks pretty dang close to my dream.

"So, why are all these rooms dismantled?" Mike asks.
"Oh, I cut the power to these rooms in an earlier level, so nothing in here works. It was optional, but it makes this part a heck of a lot easier."

We come to another large Portal-like room. Lasers line the far walls, stretching diagonally at different heights. About fifty feet up is a small room surrounded by glass with the exit inside. There was a hole in the glass, and the wall on the other side was portalable, so it was a really simple solution. As I'm about to portal up, I hear footsteps around the corner. "Shoot, we gotta hide." We duck in a small recessed area in the darkness. The footsteps get closer and closer, until I'm certain we're going to be killed. Suddenly, I hear a quiet voice whisper,

"Move closer, I can't talk very loud. If she knows I'm here, she'll kill me."

I look up to see my friend Matt, who looks like he's turned into a half-man half-machine cyborg. There's wires running off of him connecting to different places on his body. I somehow know that he was on the boat that was kidnapped, and that he has been forced to work for the evil lady as her slave. He hands me a strange device.


This is a barcode scanner. It's also apparently a futuristic flash drive of sorts.

"I don't have much time to explain. She's set the facility to self-destruct in a few minutes, with all of us trapped inside. I've downloaded my conscience onto this drive. If you can connect it to the mainframe, I can override the explosion and get us out of here."
I continue to stare at the device, somewhat confused as to what all is happening.
"One last thing. If you are caught and capture, be sure to know four things. One, I was never here. Two, we do not know each other. Three, I am not American. And four..." He pauses for a moment, and a single tear runs down his face. "I always loved you."

I embrace him for a hug, tears streaming down my face. "Thanks for everything, Matt. I'll never forget you." He turns and walks down the hallway we just came through, and Mike and I head towards a different exit at the floor level. We enter in what looks like a break room. It's dark, but I can still make out some things. I walk into the closet, and find all of my friends still tied up. Mike and I start untying them and tell them to stay quiet and hidden. Meanwhile, I look for some kind of computer or power box connected to the mainframe. Then, there's a noise.

I turn around to see the evil lady walk into the room with a mug in her hand. She turns on the lights, looks up, and freezes. My friends and I all stare with a deer-in-headlights look. She quickly turns and presses the emergency button on the wall. The lights turn red, and I hear a computerized voice.

"EMERGENCY! Intruder detected. Self-destruct initiated."

She then rushes me. I grab the first thing I can find, a plastic fork on the counter. I stab her in the side, but the prongs of the fork break off and do no damage. She immediately retaliates and stabs me in the side. I flinch, expecting pain, but realize nothing happened. She pulls back her arm, and in her hand is another plastic fork with broken prongs. Looks like she had the same idea. She pauses for a second, and then humorously remarks,

"We just had to get the cheap forks, didn't we?"

She throws the fork over her shoulder and runs out the door. Meanwhile, a few guards rush in the other door and start firing. I duck behind an overturned table. The sprinklers overhead start spraying, until it's absolute chaos everywhere. So this is where it ends, I guess. I look to my side to see a very out-of-place port in the wall that fits Matt's drive perfectly. It's quite a ways away, and would be practically suicide to try to get to it. A voice comes over the intercom.

"Explosion imminent. Evacuate the facilities. Destruction in 30 seconds."

Yep, this is where it ends. No time to waste. I dart out from behind the table and dive for more cover, slowly inching my way towards the port.

"Destruction in 15 seconds."

I try to decide my next move. The port is still a good 30 feet away. I try to take into account the location of the guards, the positions of Mike and the rest of my friends, the odds that the sprinklers would give me just enough cover to make it.

"Destruction in 10 seconds."

Nope, I should probably just go! I pull out the drive and dart towards the port. Everything moves in slow motion. I can see the bullets moving towards me in bullet time. I can see my friends looking on in disbelief. I can see each drop of water pouring from the sprinklers overhead. Just a few more feet. I stretch the drive out in front of me. Time slows to a stop. Until suddenly, I wake up.


I know, random WWE wrestler, I felt the same way.

I am in a large lift. Then it went sideways, backwards then forward. The floor and walls became transparent. Outside a man asked

"what time is it?"

I looked at my left wrist. There was a leather womans watch band but no time piece. I said

"I don't know"

as I pasee the man.

So, I thought that next years 1st object would be a watch band?

I woke from that dream yesterday and thought that watchband was to be the 2015-week one target, but now I don’t. Now I think the dream character was asking if the dream game was beginning now.

I think Our dreaming mind is like and innocent infant. It lives in the now. It needs to be communicated with, gently because It can be easily confused or frightened. And folk don't know that.

I'll take that into consideration when comunicating with with Our dreaming mind, then, Our dreaming mind will respond enthusiastically and with remarkable results.

This morning I woke from a dream where I was skipping-sideways.

When I got up to start pacing my room for exercise, I followed the dream and walk sideways. Then I walked backwards as well as forwards.

Oh wow

I just read yesterday's dream. The lift went backwards, forwards and sideways.

My operation and post-op problems mean I can't exercise or walk far. So I walk for 20 mins, three or more times a day, in my room, resting between 20 minute indoor walks.

Our dreaming mind is encouraging me and communicating with me to use other muscles by walking backwards and sideways.

Non-Dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in grad school walking up an escalator. There is a young, beautiful woman next to me. I know that she is going to be shot by a man at the top of the escalator but I do nothing to stop it. I get a do-over to try and do the right thing. We are back on the escalator and I see the man aiming the gun at the woman. I play the whole scene out in my head where I am the hero that puts my arms in front of the bullet, saving the woman - but I don't have the courage. Apparently running the scene through my head is enough to stop the bullet. Somehow all the people around know that it was me that stopped the bullet and I am a hero.

Dream 2:

I only remember fragments unfortunately but I had a strong feeling of love when I woke up. A really nice girl helps me find a restaurant in Westwood - we are in love.

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This dream I had a while ago but only now I can have the time to fully type it out. There are many illogical happenings in this dream.
I am a scientist in some kind of lab. I am standing by the table and working on something. In the room, there are other tables with chemical bottles, beakers, and futuristic gadgets. There are some weird contraptions that hang from the ceiling. And I feel like this is my place, I work here, and I created it. Suddenly, the main entrance door opens and four Halo-type military men come in. Without saying anything they grab me, and drag me out. They take me and drag me through this hallway that connects my department with other labs in this facility.

And for some reason I keep saying, "Don't take me out, I don't wanna go to space". Struggling is useless, they are much bigger and stronger than me. If I had become lucid at this very moment I would have had to trouble at all getting rid of them, but that didn't happen. Ignoring my protests, they keep on draging me until we get to the end and there's this other lab, and in the middle is a spaceship. They push me inside the spaceship, and run out of the lab to avoid the blast radius. As the countdown begins, the roof opens up into some kind of tunnel that goes directly up through the ground and out to space.

I am launched up through the tunnel and now my spaceship goes up, higher and higher above the ground. It's strange, there were no g-forces or pressures typical of a spaceship launch. And as I go upwards, and stare out the window, I see the curvature of the Earth, and think, "It's not that bad". So my spaceship goes up higher and higher until I am in the orbit around the Earth. Pretty cool. Now I must describe how my spaceship looked then. It was a kind of hybrid between the Saiyan Space Pod and Soviet Sputnik Satelite.




Here's a rough drawing I made to depict it as most realistically I saw it in my dream.


Now it was a pretty small spaceship, just enough for one person, and I was in it. And during this time I saw it from two viewpoints/perspectives. I saw it from the inside where I was sitting and from the outside observer at the same time. It was just like in 3ds Max where you look at an object from several different angles, except in my case there were only 2 viewpoints, not 4. And the interior there was a seat, but there were no controls of any kind. The spaceship was on autopilot, or rather controlled by my subconsciousness. And while orbiting around the Earth I looked out the window and I saw the International Space Station also in orbit. It looked just exactly how I expected it to look. That probably stimulated my senses, for now the dream became clearer. I wasn't fully lucid, but I was aware of my actions and I was able to control myself, but not necessarily other objects, meaning I couldn't make a peperroni pizza appear out of thin air. So I "willed" my spaceship to come to the International Space Station and as I approached it got bigger, and I could see all the details, looked just like on the Nova Science Show that I sometimes watch. So now my spaceship flew to the main door to the International Space Station and I wanted to go inside it. Now the door in my dream didn't look exactly like the door in real life. It looked like this, but kept to the ISS general color scheme.

And the door went out to a small metal balcony attached to the side and beyond it was a railing. During the dream I saw no difference however. I flew my spaceship and parked it to the side of the balcony attached to the Space Station. So I got out, I just opened the front of my spaceship and got out of it. But to get to the door I had to climb over the metal railing on the side of the balcony, so that's what I did. And as I stood on the balcony, I looked back at my small spaceship, then tied it with a bicycle anti-theft cord, to the railing to make it sure so it doesn't just drift off into space. That cord was the one that I use to tie up my bicycle in real life. I don't know where I got it, it just appeared in my hand, but I definitely didn't bring it with me in the spaceship. That done, I looked from the balcony down at the Earth, paused for a minute, then just opened the door and went inside like that. There was no airlock or anything, I just went inside. What's so weird and illogical was that when I exited my little spaceship, stood on the balcony before entering inside, I wasn't wearing a spacesuit! I was wearing my regular old clothes. If I had attempted this in real life I probably would have died without a spacesuit. That should have been an indicator for me that something's not right which leads to me getting lucid, most of the time. But this time that didn't happen and I even lost some of my original lucidity, with what little I had. Anyway, back to the dream. The interior looked nothing like the real interior of the ISS. It consisted of wide corridors, made up in a very retro 60's sci fi kind of thing.

They were very wide and that's also weird because it's bigger on the inside than on the outside. And I heard shouts coming from the other end and a bunch of these guards came out. They looked similar to Mysterio from Spiderman 2. Each one had a lightsaber and a classic sci fi raygun. Perhaps a picture would be better.

They all rushed at me through the corridors and tried to stop me and shooting at me. Somehow I found my dream powers and I defeated them with telekinesis and energy attacks, but more guards kept coming. And I run through the corridors for a total of about 20 minutes, while fighting the guards, and it was like this place just never ended. Either this space station was far bigger then I had expected or I was just running in circles. Perhaps it was both because at one point I made several right turns in to T-intersection corridors and then I went back to where I had been previously and I saw all the guards that I have knocked out, lying on the floor. Anyway while fighting, eventually I defeated all the guards and came to the end, and there was this big huge door into some place. And I readied myself for a fight because I thought that it will be the big boss level. So I came to the door, and it just split up into a hundered different sections like the automatic doors in supermarket or airport execpt much bigger. And so I entered into this huge round room with a domed ceiling. And there, inside the room, were these guys who looked like the Death Star Emperor's Troopers, except their outfits were purple instead of red.

They were all just casually chatting and they were all holding these huge wine glasses with a thick, dark red liquid inside. When I entered the room, they all just looked at me for a second, then continued back to doing whatever they do. They certainly didn't see me as an intruder, or anyone. Then why were all the guards trying to stop me? It just makes no sense at all! Anyway, I went around into the room, and a small floating robot came up to me. This robot looked like a cross between R2D2 and Wall-E. He had Wall-E's shape, but R2D2 color scheme and he didn't walk on the ground, he floated/levitated about shoulder level. He had a drink bottle/vending machine in his central body.
Robot: "Would you like a drink?"
Me: "No, leave me alone"
Robot: "Would you like a drink?"
Me: "I said no"
Robot: "Would you like a drink?"
It appears this robot was only programmed for giving people drinks wether they liked it or not. The reason I declined is because I didn't know what in the world those guys were drinking. The robot wouldn't leave me alone and that really annoyed me. Now this octopus-type alien comes up to me.


He come up to me and starts talking on and on about the benefits of raising chickens, and how chickens eat all the bad bugs in your garden and so on. This may be a tie-in with real life, because in real life it is my goal to raise chickens. Here, it is my subconscious thoughts manifesting into my dream. The robot comes up to him, and then gives him a drink. This alien guy puts his tentacle into the drinking glass and just absorbed the liquid. The robot gets off my back and at least I'm grateful for that. In the one wall on the room there is a huge window, and I go to it. I can no longer see Earth anywhere, however I see a scenery from a different part of the galaxy and it's just the most beautiful scene.

Well, this marks my return to Dream Views! Hopefully, after this week, I'll be back to posting all my dreams and actually trying to lucid dream!

I dreamed that I was back at my parents' house for a visit, and my dad was there. It seemed that I knew he was or had been dead, and he obviously knew he'd been absent for a long while.
He was walking through the downstairs of the house, trying out all the lights as though to make sure mom and I hadn't broken them in his absence. I followed him for a time, reassuring him that everything worked and that he'd left things in good hands.

Eventually, I left him to it and went to check out some boxes of my belongings that I must have left there when I moved out. While rummaging through these boxes, I spotted what seemed to be a massive toy spider. I was about to pull it out when I noticed that it was moving, and realised that it was real and very much alive! This spider had a red back and was easily 9 or 10 inches long, leg-span included. Now, I like spiders - I rescue them from the house and from work, and generally leave them alone if no one else has spotted them - but this monstrosity was not something I could cope it. I cried out for my mom to come and help (she's got no fear at all!), but she was obviously busy. I think I put the box down to go and convince her that whatever she was doing, this was more important, but before I could leave, the spider made it out of the box and scuttled off.
Finally, far too late, mom arrived on the scene. I explained, and we spent a few minutes poking around and trying to find/catch the beast.

Then I woke up.

Hi DreamViews people! I think it's finally all coming together now! The lack of recall, the lack of lucids, all-day tiredness, random dozing off...I've self-diagnosed myself with narcolepsy. I've done some online studying and all signs are pointing towards that. Basically what narcolepsy does is it starts the REM cycle at the start of sleep rather than in the later hours of the night. This is definitely a huge factor in my lack of recall and lucids, and so I finally understand why I haven't been very successful. All that aside however, I had my third lucid this month last night. Seems like a little extra effort is doing wonders. I don't recall much other than walking around and doing the backwards falling method to make the dream clearer. It worked, but I don't recall too much from the dream.

I didn't sleep well this night (again and again...)
I remember that I was in my school and, with some friends, we were choosing our outfits for Halloween. Mine was a ripped white dress. I also had smoky eyes, a false bang and I turned blonde/ginger. But before that, I tried some other things like a blue false bang (that's the only thing I remember). My crush was starring at me, but I can't remember his reaction or what he said...

The sky is filled with dark storm clouds, my view of which is obscured by the dense, dark, leafless forest canopy. Under the trees I run along paths like tunnels guided by wooden branch walls. Running through the forest's maze of twists and turns, my parents are close behind, all of us running from an unknown pursuer. Bursting out of the trees I observe a small long clearing. As I traverse the clearing, it seems to stretch on forever. the trees on either side transform into the rock walls of a crevasse many meters high. The forest ground gains fluidity and I am forced to slow my running by clinging to the small rock ledges jutting from either wall. Suddenly I find myself with rope in hand, looking down at water covered stream bed where moments before stood solid grassy ground. Using the rope to scale the wall I find myself at the very ledge of the cliff holding on with both arms. Left then right, left then right I swing my legs gaining momentum until, able to catch my feet on the edge of the wall, I pull myself over the ledge to safety. I look up to see a hill upon which an archway stands framed by stone obelisks. My parents and I pass under the archway to behold a view of houses and sand dunes in the distance.

Went to bed at eleven forty-six and woke up at six-seventeen.

The dream lasted for six days.

My parents finally accumulated enough money to buy alcohol, and they got really drunk. The next day Johnny goes out to town with them and they come back he's the first one inside. His hair is shorter than what it really is and his voice and personality are that of Donny from the previous Big Brother season. Every time the door opens, I can see that it's overcast. I can also see that there are at least three big black boxes in the car--that's how much alcohol they bought.

"It sure was mean of them to buy all that beer," he said from Daddy's seat. (Not wearing a hat, wearing long-sleeve white shirt.)

My dad comes in, still drunk, and I don't exactly remember what they said but I think Johnny was saying that he was better than Daddy, and of course Daddy was getting madder and madder. Father kept telling him to get out, shouting at him, and I thought a fight was going to break out, but finally Johnny leaves.

The dream fast-fowards through the weekend and stops at either Monday or Tuesday. There were two projects from Art i was meant to do, and I can't remember them very well, but one of Jackson's was to draw a Pokemon. He tried to tell me it was so realistic that you could hear it as if it were real and then he played a dinosaur noise on his phone, but of course, I called him out on it.

Wednesday the thirty-first rolled around, and it was just my luck that I even found the beginning of one of them (the same project as Jackson's Pokemon). Still, I did turn it in (I also recall walking around the Art room, though what I was doing I don't remember. I do know that I had a bit of trouble squeezing through desks and chairs).

At the end, the teacher announced that we would all be going to a pageant and something else, and tomorrow we would get our tickets. (The pageant was actually a play.)

The next day I was standing in line to get my passport and ticket for the plane. The machine that gave us both was in the school. Gail was in front of me and Chris M. was behind. I had meant to look and see what everyone else was doing, but had instead dozed off. I only came to when Gail was putting her money in this plastic pink cup that looked as though it would eventually be pulled up like a bucket from a water well. The passport and ticket were side-by-side, but I stood there for a moment, trying to figure out which one I should grab, or how I should grab it, until Chris picked up both of them and handed them to me.

As I walked out of the school, the principal was standing by to see us off. I asked what the other thing was that we'll be doing and he explains in a comical manner and some girl behind him laughs.

It's night outside, and the Art teacher, someone else, and Chris are waiting in the car for me. They eventually turn into my parents (I don't remember who replaced Chris) and I began to wonder how long I would be gone. I unfolded my passport and it said something like,

6 from 9 weeks in a Sweepstakes Hotel
3 of which payed for by Sweepstakes!

In the real world this would mean that I'd be gone for only three weeks, all of which would be payed for by Sweepstakes (which was some dream company I suppose), but in the dream either it meant I'd be gone for six weeks or I only thought I would be gone for six weeks.

The play was going to be about Naruto and my dad commented and said that he thought it was already over and I said that the guy who does it is wrapping up.

We--all of the students--would be the ones starring in the play.

27.10.2014

Parade of Shrek costume (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was doing psychic and mediumship readings, I believe from the podium and I had quite an amount of attendees. After a spit second, the event ended and I was now in a small house, where I believe that I was sharing with someone. I was in a small room in front of my computer, which was very different from my waking computer. I could see from my door how someone was calling me. A made up female friend was about to take a shower, but she was on a swimsuit, and she was extremely hot and sexy. She was happy i was looking at her and seemed she wanted to play.

I had a FA where my dad was in the room, followed by another FA where my wife woke me up and told me something about cooking food in the oven.

My dad was visiting and he called me to my cell and told him to meet outside. I exited the building (I was not longer in a house) and apparently, was a hotel on the mountains. I met with my dad and we started to walk, until we heard a lot of people talking in Spanish and eating a lot of European food. I suddenly saw a lot of people walking by, but all of them had a Shrek costume on.







However, many of them had the costume painted on their bodies and they were naked. They had a ton of tons of greens and like scales or something, some looked very weird.

27.10.2014

Soccer team (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was about to start training for soccer, as apparently, I was not very successful with a different sport that I was trying earlier in the dream but can't recall.

I wanted to become a real pro whatever it took. The trainer told me I had to run 30 miles every day and he also adviced to buy specific footwear that would enhance my energy or something.

I was able to kick the ball super hard.

Unlike last night, where I know what went wrong, I don't know what didn't work last night. I did everything that consistently wins a lucid.

Something to do with me eating at this cafe. Somebody who was out to assassinate me fired a grenade launcher through the window. I yelled everyone to get down and dove away from the table. The grenade exploded.
I ran down the road into a suburban area and my assailant followed me. She was this shorter black girl with an army uniform. After running a few blocks, I looked back and saw that her grenade launcher had vanished. She looked confused. I came back after her to fight her in hand-to-hand combat but she vanished when I got closed.
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Somehow connected to a dream where more people were out to kill me. I was purchasing a gun and the owner of the gun store was showing me how I should load the bullets with a little piece of toilet paper in-between. It's supposed to make the gun much more accurate.
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Somehow connected to a dream about my parents when they were young and had first met.

I was semi lucid and I 'remembered' that I wanted to visit this record store that my friends were into. I remember crossing the road and there was this big group of fat guys wearing matching shirts who were apparently the band that the record store was known for.
When I got inside I saw that the entire store was empty 'cept for a cash register and a couple of racks of candy. The cashier was really cranky and told me that I wasn't a 'true fan' and that I should get out.

There was some full-on lucidity in here somewhere, but I can't recall what happened.

Well there is always tomorrow night...