Non-Lucid Dreams
I was at this cute little chapel meeting Dad. It seemed odd that he would come to a church so different from the one he normally attends. Most of the congregation seemed eager to meet me when they realized who my dad was. They were having some type of bake sale, except they were selling salads instead of baked goods. I purchased a potato salad just to be nice. As I was leaving the chapel, I took a look around and thought about how it would be a cute place to get married. Once I was outside, Dad started criticizing me for buying the potato salad. He kept going on about how it had been sitting out for too long and would give me food poisoning. I threw it away and climbed into my car, eager to get away. The exit to the parking lot apparently went the wrong way down a one-way street, so I made a right turn into an unfamiliar neighborhood. On my right was a playground. There was a lot of snow on the ground and I could hear children playing, although I couldn't see any. That seemed a little odd, and I worried about hitting a child if I couldn't see them coming. I pulled over at this house on the left. There was an older woman named Helen who lived there, and apparently she was a friend of mine. There was a corner of the house where there was no roof, and she was complaining about how snow somehow kept coming into that room (because there's no roof, duh!). I was about to suggest that she hang some sort of tarp and install a floor drain so that the water had somewhere to go when the snow melted.
5/4/14 Sunday Last night bed around 9pm - 4:50am DR: I'm someplace that feels like school or dormitory. Something happens and I'm desperate to get back to where I was before. I pack my stuff and walk to the bus stop. I'm asking some people if they know what time is the bus coming. Bus stop was on side of the side road. Road surface is all cracked, the bus schedule on a pole is obstructed from view with overgrown weed. I see the main road ahead, but it's also deserted. I remember I got there from the city by a bus. So I'm looking through bushes if I see my bus number on the schedule. I have to climb the pole t get a better view. Then I remember I got there kinda walking and hitchhiking and I kick myself to even going there, if I knew I will not be able to get back from there. Bus comes and I ask the driver if he goes where I need to go, or at least if it will take me closer. (The problem in these dreams is, that I never remember where I need to go). I figure I can't stay there, so I better get on no matter where he is going. Now I find out I don't have any money and driver is kicking me off. I beg and cry and somehow he lets me ride. (bad feeling from the dream allover) DR: I'm home, visiting. I'm there for only few days and have to get back here in 2-3 days. Bad feeling, because something happened. Not sure what. I'm talking with mom and I'm asking her if she wants to keep the beef jerky and some candy bars, or if I should take them.
My dream started off with me and this blonde with glasses trying to get to a train that's supposed to take us somewhere important. Finally making it on the train I think I left that guy behind. But when we stopped, everyone had to get off for the lay over. The guy reappeared again and was walking with me down a fashion strip. There was a group in a car following us making fun of the conductor and us. The conductor goes on ahead and we continue to talk about things that I don't remember. Suddenly beautiful white dress start appearing. I even stop for one them really excited. It was a strapless dress with slanted ruffles. Going back to the train it leaves us there, we tried running after it but never caught up. Then my dream changed, I was in CVS with aunt waiting on my brother and then I woke up.
Date: May 4 Sleep length: 3h + 5h Techniques: DILD + WBTB Dream Summary: (pre) at first, I remembered another dream because of this dream. dream (1) is a sequel of this dream: I was in a forest with a friend of mine. We used to do drugs in a certain forest, but this time we didn't. It looked like autumn, everything was red. We were at a big hollow and suddenly we noticed a police officer with a drug dog. We laughed and said "Luckily we don't have drugs" (1) well guess what happens in now. We are at this hollow again, and he got some weird drug. It was mixed with coffee for some reason... He hasn't told me which drug he used though. I thought it was Meth or Cocaine. The effect was more like Weed and a bit Acid though. I blacked out for a moment, when I woke up the drug-mug was under the bench we were sitting on and we were blown away. I tried to stand up and fell down. I was trying to throw away some weird empty blunt which was covered in a yellow liquid. Then we wanted to go away, but of course there was this drug dog again, as expected. We wanted to go away without him noticing, but he already smelled us so we started running. Here's the action part of this dream. I was running and thinking and I thought I was gonna get some "police letter" and I was also kinda afraid of this dog. I realized it's probably too late and turned around. I wanted to keep my dignity. But I couldn't find the police, so I just turned around again and started running again. I ran through the red forest to a field and gradually woke up. When I woke up I continued thinking about running, until I realized it's a dream and I should write it down. (2) When I was writing (1), I remembered (2). I was playing pokemon like back when I was a kid. It was fun, I tried to catch a rare pokemon. I went to my balcony to play there, it was night and pretty dark. This is really just a fragment, I was hearing voices from a room with an opened window. It was my mother and a guest. Vividness/Awareness: 8/2 Emotions: trust - indifference - shock - fear - worry - guilt Tags: drug, coffee mug, forest, autumn, police dog, running;; balcony, pokemon
Me and my brother were complaining about how we hate the gang members in our house. We wanted them to leave so I decided to go downstairs to confront them. There were detective in the living room so I went inside my Father room and there they were, I walk in without bothering either of them as I see they are beating up 1 person so I walk pass by to only get hit in my stomach. Once they did that I grab a large blue scissor as I attempt to stab him with it however push himself back. That's when he pulled a gun and told me what am I going to do now and what will I say now. I look at the gun thinking how many times has this happen to me where I am fighting someone and then this gun comes in to my face, why? The guy began threating say he was going to kill me as he sent one of his other gang members to close the door so the detective will not hear. He decided to sit down on my father bed and point the gun at me. I began walking and left my Father room. The man follow me saying that if I move he'll kill me, I told him detective are right there, you shoot me you'll be jail. He told me he won't kill me he just wants to hurt me. That's when the detective came over but he kept following me. I made it to the front door preparing to leave and I told him when I get back your gang and the gang uptop the stairs should come together to try to kill me. I open the door and left walking outside it was night time. I saw my Father walking on the road so I came to talk to him. I told my Father we should leave this house and he said he will as well, I told him I have been held at gun point so many times in my life that it got tiresome and that I was sick of living here. So me and my Father began abandoning the house not knowing where we'll go. I look at my Father and realize something was off his hair was very long. I ask how did his hair got so long and he told me it's been this way. But I remember his hair being short when I was first talking to him. I started wondering if this was a dream or not. It was too real though, this feels just like real life there's no way it can be a dream. However as the colors around me and around the area began to heighten I began to realize that this was a dream. That's when the scene change and I notice my Father change in to someone I did not know. We were in a park and people were on their laptop so I walk in this hall that seem like others we're waiting. That's when I lost my lucidity. Lucidity Time : 45 seconds
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My mum is coming to my home and I'm trying to clean up and fit some clothes in a drawer. She phones me, telling she will be late as the lights are red and the traffic is terrible. So I decide to clean up better my room before she comes. But as soon as I put everything in the floor, she comes in the room, saying she was joking and she wanted to prove I'm a mess as a cleaner! I laugh but it bothered me. So I decided that i will live in the mess all the time. As she busted me, there is no need to clean up anymore!! :0
- The most remote recall I have, there's a beautiful woman with me, I'm happy because of her presence. There was something about an animal, although I cannot exactly remember what it was. - The announced visit takes place, she's with us and we are having a nice conversation. I give her a couple of hello kisses. At the beginning we are in my present days house, then the place turns into my grand parents house. I make some jokes about taxi drivers that finally make her laugh out loud. We are making comparisons between two societies, making jokes about how stressed people live in a big city. It's warm and I take my rain jacket off. My Aunt-mom and my Old-Aunt who passed away a time ago, appear sometime in the scene. My kids are playing here and there. In the middle of the conversation, I have a red plastic laser-sword in my hand, I absently play with it. * She comes to visit us tomorrow. * I don't remember her DC getting in a dream before.
Today I had a really weird dream... Dream: I was somewhere and I had to 'save' the world from the bad food smurfs. In my dream you had 2 kinds of smurfs and those smurfs you ate. They weren't characters from a movie. It was like an animal that we ate. So you had a slimy awful smurfs and a good crispy smurfs. And I saved the world by killing all the slimy smurfs. This is one weird dream...
1st dream - I was somewhere with people from my past -Terra, Angie, and Erin. All from very different parts of my life but all deeply religious even though they don't share the same religion. I was very happy to see and spend time with all of them. (What does this mean? Am I lost spiritually?) 2nd dream morphed from the first one with Erin doing my makeup. It was too much and I wiped some of it off then I was nervous I wouldn't be "ready in time" (clue for something?). Going to see The Answer and the concert was on a cruise. I get there and meet up with Kathy. Turns out my ticket is for the wrong day - her's is Friday and mine is Saturday. Maybe I could exchange but I can't find my Driver's License. So I jump off the boat and I'm on some kind of inflatable horse to get to my place and find my ID. Somehow I am suddenly back on the ship and the ticket seems to be no longer a problem. O'Donnell is there to see the show. I'm nervous of getting sea sick. Anyway I see Yolandi and she is the most beautiful creature I've laid eyes on. She seems butterfly-like with sparkly purple makeup and a shiny gray draped dress. She spoke to me and I was enthralled.
Hey DV. I had two lucids in a single night a few days ago, I've just been to busy to post about them. I can't recall much from them, but I will say I'm glad because I had four lucids in one month, which is three more than I usually have. But all I can remember is flying in the first dream, and in the second dream I remember pulling an April Fools joke for the TOTM. I'm hoping my recall will get better, as well as my ability to stay asleep longer for longer lucids.
Fragment involving Odin and Thor. And later a fragment involving Persephone, which referenced an older dream where the McKittrick had been a journey to the Underworld. I'm hanging from a tree, holding onto a branch with both hands, dangling above rows of spears planted in the ground. I believe I've been slipping in and out of a dreamworld, and I need to get back, there's something there I need to accomplish. I consider that this place might also be a dream - but whether it is or not, I still believe I need to get back to that other dreamworld. Below me, just beyond the rows of spears, there's a woman who reminds me in some fashion of a lizard. If she'll do me a favor that will help me get back to that dreamworld, I promise her a jar of three peaches. Someone else has promised her two peaches to do something different - that someone else is a good friend of mine, but we haven't been able to consult with each other recently, so we've accidentally wound up getting in each other's way. Now the lizard-woman's torn, deciding between the two offers, but I'm thinking it'll work out well for her whichever way she goes.
We were house hunting. Looked at a house much further north from here, near a bay. There was standing water in the walkway to the house, and a sign said that one must be 18 years old to wade across, otherwise walk around for 39 minutes. We talked to a local man. He said that this time of year this area was ok, but in the winter it was abandoned when all the tourists were gone, and the fog was so heavy one could not see. Despite all that I considered moving there because of the good schools.
May 1, 2014: I am driving as a passenger with the couple from the TV series “Oddities” (Mike Zohn and Evan Michelson) in a small mobile home that has, in its underbelly, a second vehicle like a miniature white van. We are traveling around taking pictures of birds. Mike Zohn says to me that they never purchase fuel for their vehicle. They simply steal it from executives, sports figures, and TV or movie stars that they know of in the area of the country that they are driving through at the time. I wake.
5/1/14* I remember thinking that I got #140, so waking memory was present in several spots during the night hinting at some good self awareness in spots including waking memory of a recent event in the last few weeks, but for the life of me I can't bring back the whole LD, just the "outline" of it. Usually I have no problem remembering LDs (unless I have forgotten a lot more than I realize) but on a few occasions in the past I have had the feeling that I had an LD during the night and then it would all come flowing back to me, remembering the details. This one must have fell into a false awakening I am thinking because of the recall issue and if I actually woke up from the dream I am sure I would have recalled more. All I know is that I was in a work environment when I noticed something weird and realized that I was dreaming. I remember taking off flying and ending up in a void and flying different directions while trying to imagine a new scene and at some point I was thinking that I got to LD #140. That's all I can remember for now. The other waking memory was of someone who left my company a few weeks ago and in the dream I realized that he no longer worked there but the dreaming mind created the scenario that he was just visiting. I even thought about whether or not I could get in trouble for letting him be in the building but seeing that other authorities saw him as well, I decided that it must be fine. Also interesting to me is that all 3 of the people have "g" sounds in their first names. In another dream(?) in work scenario "S" from office was pointing out why a particular request couldn't go out yet due to (bc) not being completed and that made complete sense in the dream and IWL reality. Other dreams include some self-surgery on the bottom of my toe, impatient with the doctor who had another patient in the room - a naked woman being examined. I removed too much tissue. Another dream I was on a spinning amusement park ride that was indoors and spinning quite fast with lots of "G's." For some reason I had the idea that FryingMan was on the ride as well and I remember joking around that "we're all gonna die!" like something was wrong with the ride and I remember one guy's face looking very concerned and I just laughed. At the end of the ride, the girl behind me was with another guy but she was touching my arm behind the cover of part of the ride in an intentional flirty way. I also saw a college couple having sex and the particulars gave a strong indication that this scene came about due to incubation. 140
I'm looking at an image of a woman wrapped in this dress made of blue cloth; the cloth also wraps up her neck and over some kind of tall headgear in a way that reminds me of a nun, or some medieval headdresses. The only skin visible is her face - or it would be, except that in this image, she has the head of an elephant. I'm aware this is specifically something added to this image, it's not literally her face. It's representing something to do with the shape. I briefly see a second, similar image, using the head of an anteater instead of an elephant, reinforcing the point about shape. Scene change. That woman, with her own human face now - or at least, a woman in that same dress - standing in an immense room. A man's come to consult her. His skin has cracks running through it in a way that reminds me of magma. He's aware, as he approaches her, that this isn't the woman he's come to consult - she's a stand-in, a decoy, to protect the real one. He can smell the difference between them. He's about to say something about this, but he's distracted by noticing a different scent in the room. There's a dead body of a man lying on the floor a little way away, and now he walks back to that body and bends down to look at a circular metal medallion on the corpse's chest. He can smell two other people who were here earlier. One is his sister. The other, he asks the woman in blue about - a man he describes out loud only as "a writer," and his voice sounds annoyed. In his mind, he's thinking that this writer left for America years ago, and shouldn't be here now. Then I have the impression that I'm looking at one in a series of scenes showing an alternate past, of what would have happened if that writer hadn't traveled to America back then, but I only actually see one scene - a group of people, mostly adults, celebrating the 8th birthday of that previously mentioned sister, Julie.