non-lucid

In this dream, I was playing Super Smash Bros. Melee with a few of my friends, except it had some really weird characters in it. Among them were Cobra, the Power Rangers (yes, all of them), and Sandshrew. The two Ice Climbers also counted as separate characters, and Marth and Ike were in it, even though Roy wasn't. I thought this was odd (in the dream), and I couldn't remember any of these strange characters in the time I had spent playing SMB before, but I just kind of rolled with it (I'm getting more aware in my dreams it seems, but other than the vague lucidity the other night, still no lucidity). We played a few rounds and I got my ass kicked since it had been so long since I played it apparently, then after a while "something" happened and "someone" told me they loved me. I also had a false awakening where I woke up at 3:57 p.m., and I had to work at 4 today. I woke up for real shortly after at about 11 a.m..

This is my first forum, there will be most likely grammatical errors or maybe some ambiguity and for that reason I am advising now that if there is any questions that need to be asked, do not hesitate. Please help to improve for a 'next time' and do not criticize me . I had a dream that warned me about my sister, I do not remember what the voice said, but it was of a man's voice. This was towards the end of the dream. Beforehand I was with my friend Richard, hanging out with him not knowing what the reason or what exactly we were doing, the voice was warning me in the background constantly. I remember the end of my dream almost exactly, which was me in the minivan of my friend Richard with her mom driving us, who knows where. Then I begin to hear the voice again in the background about my sister and then everything freezes in the minivan. I then decide to look in my hand and then I count 6 fingers, with the little knowledge I have of lucid dreaming I was able to discern that I was dreaming. After this realization I try to take control of the dream as well as the characters in my dream, such as my friend Richard and his mother. I begin to breathe extremely heavily and trying to take control and keep peace of mind because that would have been the only way to take control of the dream, according to my knowledge. Seconds later I feel a strong pull from behind and I was still trying to take control by calling out to my friend Richard and ordering him to help me since he was an object in my dream I can control. During this pulling I hear the voice constantly warning me about my sister. I should clarify that the voice said something like "check your sister" or maybe another synonym for check. In addition I have four sisters, and the voice did not specify to one but just stated sister, as a singular noun. Then after the entire shenanigans, I wake up frightened because I was scared of what or who the voice was as well as the warning itself. The warning was instilled in my head. This was during the middle of the night, then I went back to sleep not remembering what I dreamt afterwards. Now a bit of my background is that Richard, currently, is my closest friend, I see him everyday in school and hang out after school. Out of my four sisters I only stay in touch constantly with one, lives in another state. The other three live in the same state and close, yet we do not stay in touch. I still receive news about my sisters whether from family or other types of media they use. If there is anything you need to know please ask. THANK YOU in advance!

There's a girl dancing at my shrine, a little marker in the woods that's rarely visited. I'm paying attention but I have a hard time understanding what she's communicating with some of the moves of the dance. I'm wondering why she keeps changing the form of it when she comes here; it would be much easier to understand her if she'd stop changing it.

I shift to 3rd person (although the pov character was also disembodied, so there's not that much of a change) and realize that it wasn't actually one girl who comes to dance, it's actually different girls who came over many generations; the god/spirit of the shrine didn't really understand the difference, or didn't see the difference as important. On top of that, the moves of the ritual they perform weren't always passed down directly; some of them learned at least parts of it from writings and illustrations, without anyone to correct them.

I awoke with the vaguest memories of flower vases.

Three hours later a conversation with my mother in the waking world suddenly reminded me of a dream i forgotten about, that i had missed Easter.

Nothing much to say about the dream aside from the fact that i kinda knew easter hadn't happened, but i dismissed the notion instantly. The dream took place in the living room by the back window. My mum was there, and i remember seeing easter eggs, but thats about all i can recall, very hazy dream recall this morning.

06.04.2014

Looking for the Lawnmower (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

One of those dreams again where I feel like I'm in some kind of alternate hyper virtual experiential reality of waking life again.

I felt as if I was in waking life, and could feel every sensation of my body, or in this case, my dream body. I'm entering to the garage of a house that seems to be close, or an exact replica of the one I'm currently residing in waking life.

It seems to be early morning within the dream, and the lighting seems a bit bright, which may have suggested that the temperature would go up gradually over time. I'm wearing a light gray shirt that seems to go all the way down to the mid-thigh region, and I'm wearing a dark blue pants that has very small dark blue, or black vertical lines spread out maybe a quarter to half an inch away from each other.

I believe I'm wearing a light vanilla cap as well, probably to protect myself from the heat and light. I ask a relative of mine where the lawnmower is, and I believe they stated that they didn't know. I didn't notice until later that the format within the garage was completely different than in waking life.

I have to proceed through this area by moving one foot a bit higher than usual to go over a few objects, and make a few torso twists to get by. I see the lawnmower is hidden behind some wooden objects wrapped in some kind of transparent material. The perception of how I saw the lawnmower seemed to have changed pretty frequently while I'm on the way of trying to get it.

First it seems like it's a regular sized lawnmower, then it looks like it's way too small to be of any use for whatever the front yard could be. Then it felt as if there wasn't a lawnmower in the first place. I have to move the wooden objects, and all sorts of things just to get the lawnmower out.

I can't remember what happens next, things felt too much like waking life as well.

I'm in an English pub, having an energetic drink. I'm reading that caffeine is not good when you are trying to have lucid dreams ()...
I keep reading and reading news and news.
Every time I finish with a newspaper, I go and buy another one.
I'm tired to read, but I can't help to keep reading and read it all, even the ads!! I even complete a sudoku in the game page!!!
I think I read at least twelve newpapers, English, French, Spanish, Italian newspapers, everything I could!
Finally, I look around and I notice a man in a corner, writing with the left hand.
I recognise George Martin (the author of one of my favourite saga A Song of Ice and Fire).
I'm unsure if I have to go to him and ask if he needs any help to end up with the last two book of his series, as I have some good ideas.
[I]haha soo funny... ME helping HIM to write his book!!!!
I'm 'behind' the dream this night and I laugh at myself, and I think sarcastically ''come on, girl!! Instead of offering him your useless help, ask him when the hell he will publish his new book, as all the world is waiting for him to finish it! [I]
I suddenly leave my seat and I approach him and I ask ''when the hell are you going to publish the book''...
I woke up astonished as I could not believe I asked it for real!!!!!!!!! The ME in the dream NEVER does what I tell her to do!!!!
I tell my dream to my bf and we laugh a lot when I say that I cheekly asked George Martin when the HELL he will publish the new book.
I always complain about it as Martin is so slow to complete the books and I'm anxious to know how the saga will finish!! I say again something like that and I think how many times I said it! AND I WAKE UP!!

So it looks like my thoughts got extra muddled thanks to me being sick or something ?? (woke up with a slight cold)

and that meant muddled up dreams and weird nonsense. oh well let's see what fragments I have.

btw I'm putting all these under the same dream header because I know they all happened in the same "dream" because there were some consistencies, like I was always me and the setting was pretty often the same house, when it wasn't space.

Dream - Headcold
Fragment 1
my mom telling me to clean up a mess my brother made because he's a boy and I'm a girl; I consider this a feminist issue and, like a cool, rational human being, convince my brother to inflict upon me some grave injury such as a broken arm to prove something to my mother (at one point he was like "what if I stuck you with a pin" and I was like "no that's a lady injury and it would heal too fast" or something even though he was literally talking about stabbing it through my hand or something) ... I never actually got hurt

I should note that in that particular fragment everyone seemed pretty manic. My mom told me to clean up my brother's messiness and overrode my complaints with a bright, crazed smile, I determined to be badly injured as an "I'll show her!" sort of thing, and my brother gave off an eager, sadistic air as he tried to figure out how to break my arm. So apparently my whole head was just infected with a cold manifesting as irrational thoughts in both myself and my dream characters. Which is pretty neat, though seemingly obvious. it sort of shows the effect my thinking has on my dream characters, right?

Fragment 2
lots of space shenanigans; me and some others were up in space and sometimes drifting along and other times climbing into this little space shuttle

Fragment 3
some bit where I'm practicing breathing through my mouth without using my nose at all (I was doing pretty well and then it made me gag which is a new thing for dreams yay way2go me)

Fragment 4
me goin' to the 7-11 but what for ?? oh yeah I was looking for this really good chocolatey trail mix or cereal or somethin' but I couldn't find it

Fragment 5
ex-friend talking about how he's a Pokemon trainer while constantly having to spit (in the dream this didn't bother me much at all but now I'm like "gross")

My bosses work ute is in the carpark to a reservoir that we used to sneak into when I was a kid(early teens),the car had electrical problems.A work mate and I went to repair it,we got sidetracked and saw 2 mangey vultures standing on a perch looking through a window at baby pigs and chickens in incubators.They wouldn't leave.We were then in a canteen type room and I saw my uncle waiting in his work clothes with other people they were eating plates of prawns.My uncle didn't talk to me.I went to leave the carpark in a early model corolla which Ive never seen before but it wouldn't start......

im floating in a pool, its shimmering like a mirror or mercury its reflecting everything, then I notice the pool is now upside down im not worried but I cant understand why I cant get out .....

I was in a huge wharehouse standing in a line of people and we were firing arrows from our bows into the darkness... then I was reversing a bus out of a workshop but ended up on the road in a car I haven't owned for a long time.

I was at a old rental property and the new owners came back,i reversed out of the narrow street,a silver Mercedes and a tray top ute stopped for me.....I then had a brand new set of unusual hole saws which I started to use on a workmates toolbox.......I then noticed that I had lost my shoes at the house but remembered they were next to a rotor in the dark corner.

my first brief dream recall for years...I was in a massive stormwater/aquaduct watching a even bigger block type robot destroying another machine........then I was looking at a strangers calender and noticed the registration was due on my car.

I dreamt that I was at work. It was 10:00 Friday night but I couldn't be there because I had drill the next day so I was gonna ask a lieutenant to let me go home. The prison was in some sort of pit. I found some keys and on them was Tellez's name. I put them in my pocket and went to find him to give him the keys back.

05.04.2014

Almost Tripped Over a Girl & She Wants Me to Enter a Dark Room (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m walking inside a fairly dark room where the center seems to have the most lighting. There’s an attractive female that’s about to get up that’s diagonally to the right of me. I happened to be going towards her, and accidentally bumped into her. I almost trip, but I grab her hand, almost as if I was going to dance with her, I planted my feet just right, twirled around, and then ended it off with her back bending while I leaned forward on her.

After apologizing to her and all, she seems she wants me to come into a very dark area. She almost had me, seeing how she had a smile that was so radiant, it was difficult not to move as if she put me into a trance. She’s inside the dark area, and motions her hands quickly for me to follow her, but I most likely didn’t go there.

Since the last time I let a female walk me to a dark area, I couldn’t breathe, and woke up with salvia almost foaming out of my mouth. No thanks, honey.

Also, she had light milky brown hair, and had a slightly powdered face than usual, or it could be the lighting that makes it seem so. I believe she wore a light sky blue tank top along with very tight yoga like pants, or something like that, not really an expert on female clothing names.

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05.04.2014

FemBoy Juice, Now Available At Your Local Grocery Store! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery store, and I directed myself to the Dairy section. I eventually reached an area where they’re selling something called “Femboy Juice.” I look at it for the sake of curiosity, and paid attention to the composition and colors. It looked like it was similar to skim milk, at least from the purple colored box with the yellow cap.

I put it back, and I guess I go to wherever in this grocery store.

4,4,2014

I am in my room with MRB, JE, and some other clarinet player. We are rehearsing a strange piece. I am very tired and have trouble sitting up and so play laying down on my bed on my side. I play with the other person, but do not look at the music. I listen to the other person and play what he plays. It is basically a C# minor scale until the last note, which is an E# making a Picardy third sound. I think I am playing Eb clarinet as well. Looking up at my shelves, I see a picture of a girl in fancy clothes. It looks drawn with crayon. Her clothes are yellow. As I look she winks at me; very strange being a picture. After this Joe Eck picks up my lollipop (its red) and asks what some scratch marks are on it. I tell him, laughing somewhat, that they are teeth marks and that it must be a sign that I am impatient when eating. He and MRB laugh, which makes me very happy.

Before this I was at a lavish party. Many people were there including EH. I remember when I was in the pool outside. It was night time so it was somewhat dark out. There was another boy there, tall and fit. We did not know eacthother but were hanging out. We start doing tricks off of slides etc. I try to do a front flip several times but always land on my back in the water. There is like a jungle gym in the pool which was pretty cool. The other guy tries to do a front flip as well but lands on part of the jungle gym, so I go over and help him. After a while I begin to feel like I am late to something.