non-lucid

29th
Morning - I had a flash of SOMETHING but I couldn't quite make it out.

Evening Nap - IWL I had just watched "Gravity." GREAT movie; I highly recommend watching it. Most certainly had an affect on my dream but don't let the following keep you from experiencing the movie.

I was flipping end over end in space with no way to stop my rotation. The blood was rushing to my head, wreaking havoc on my equilibrium. I was flailing my arms around cause that was the most I could do, panic. and BAAM I woke up jolting backwards. Startled my Girlfriend :/ .. SORRY.

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30th
Morning - Nothing to report

Date: 3/30/2014 (Sat)
Total sleep: 7.5 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, visualization, Text Search
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, visualization
Recall Techniques: Mantras
Fell Asleep: 11:15 pm
Dream 1 Title: Fragment
Dream 1: I was having a work related conversation with an African American woman.
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 2
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 2
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = ?
Emotions: None
Dream Signs: None
Notes: This has been a bad weekend for dream recall. I have just been too exhausted. I got my new alarm clock yesterday. I managed to add a red filter to the display to greatly reduce the brightness. This helps me when I look at the clock in the middle of the night. Tomorrow I will be waking up to light and nature sounds. Hopefully that will help with dream recall.
Text Search Experiment: (Day 7) I paid close attention to text all day yesterday.

I'm hungry and I'm going to my old university kanteen. I meet a guy from secondary school. He told me that my professor finally corrected the homeworks and I'm a bit scared as I didn't apply so much lately.
I see the prof going to the school, but he lost all the papers with our essays. They are on the floor.
I take them and start to look for mine.
There are weird marks on each composition. Usually he puts a number from 2 to 10, now I see just high numbers, something like 2434,56...
I found my essay, he didn't find so much mistakes, but he didn't like my way to write and he wrote I'm too direct and I need to mediate my thoughts before writing them.
I'm upset and I keep walking towards the kanteen.
I got there and I met an old man I worked with in the past. He tells me that the kanteen is for poor people now, and I see there are some kids with their faces totally burnt. I feel sad for them and I decided to help in the kitchen.
But the man reaches me in the kitchen. He is totally naked. I remember someone told me that today is the day of the naked men , so I'm not surprised and I keep cutting pieces of pizza. But the old man approaches me to see how I'm working and this makes me nervous. I dissimulate and I start to joke him telling to wear an apron because his nudity can bother the kids and anyway he cannot compete with at all about length!!

On her facebook, it said sleep with and it said my name and. Then i remember being on this computer and I heard my family laughing, they called me and then i went to see what was up, they were all laughing at the TV while drawing mustaches on the characters on tv, it was actually pretty funny, I remember it vividly
All my dreams mostly take place during night time, I should do most of my ADA and RCs there.

In my dream, there are these big christmas tree shaped trees, with these large clear balls dangling off branches. The trees are extraordinary tall, 100s of meters high, and just as wide. These clear dangling balls have these little openings in them allowing me to slide in by floating up to these balls, the balls have warm water swishing about inside them and feel very safe.

I float up to one of the balls and enter, but then i get stuck inside and i begin shouting for help.

Then Lionel Blair appears from nowhere, dressed in his ill fitting suit that he wore a lot in the 80′s, together with his perfectly coiffered hair and sharp eye brows, and he begins shouting at me, telling me to be quiet because i am making too much noise and he cannot tapdance with such a din.

I shout for help but Lionel gets angrier and angrier, slapping his feet on the floor and raising his eyebrows even further…

Sadly the dream ends there!



Lionel Blair, dont have nightmares...

*The Yellow One*

Non-lucid Dream #57 Dream,(Comments)
Background: I meditated for 15 min again. and slept without a problem.
Dream fragment 1 from 8:23pm-1:20am" SP as a Body":
I was using some superpower. I see a dark being. I thought he was a spirit, with power to go inside of people. He turned into a shadow and I could no longer see him, it entered inside of me. I felt paralysis and my eyes was starting to close. I willed myself to control my body. I went to my grandmother room and turned on the light since their was no darkness there I thought that I could escape it from controlling my body. I was wrong. It started entering my body. I didn't want to fear it anymore. I thought to myself I could either meditate and defend my body or I could figure out what it is. I choose meditation. When I meditated I got control of my body. The dream stabilized and I sat at the computer. My mom, dad and sister showed up. I had a conversation with my mother and while that I did that I thought, "I could still feel the spirit and yet they don't". My sister shows up and she asks me to do a favor for her. She kept pressuring me. She said, "I really need you?" I told her no. She got upset, then she mentions that it is almost one o' clock and I should come with her. I finally gave in and said ok I will for you. and I woke up

I realized that it was not a spirit at all. It was the process of waking up embodied as a dream character. I only gave in when it was my sister. And also, after recalling the trippy dream I checked time and it was 1:20 am. (it takes me a long time to hand write)

Final exams are already here. I do the designing test and go out to breathe some fresh air. It went just fine, but I forgot to do some things. It's okay. A friend of mine stands still there, just looking at an invisible horizon. He didn't even enter to do the exams. He asks me if I want to take a walk and I say yes, forgetting to do the three remaining exams. We start walking but I can't remember what were we talking about.

We go under a stone bridge and I start hearing a quite beautiful, calming music. I woke up singing it. It makes me feel so good, like there can't be any problems, that everything's just fine the way it is and that happiness is so easy to reach. We continue walking as the music stays in the background, following us. The day couldn't be any better. We end up in a park, which is full of other people just smiling and having a good time. We take a sit and stare at the light blue sky. Another guy appears and takes a sit just next to him. I know him, he's an asshole from my school. I stare at him, looking at his eyes, thinking that I know what he is thinking and that I know how much hatred he contains within him and that I don't give a fuck about his stupid life. I wake up.

I don't have too much time for this but I wanna remember this oneee~

--one midterm later--

SO OKAY now that I've taken my midterm aw yee feels good~

Dream - UHHH. Title. How about ... Ben Driving in 1319?
So I dream that Ben's home and he's somehow ended up as another group member for this class presentation I gotta give for college, and he just goes right along with it without complaint (even though I'm pretty sure he was only staying for a little while so how was that gonna work). He does some research and consolidates the info into a neat little file that has an HTML outline up at the top with hyperlinks that'll dodge you down to the relevant part of the file, 'cause that's just how much research he did. I mean, either that or the links popped open to reveal the info. Either way, I clicked one and saw some kinda math related circle thing. Actually the info looked a little incomplete or sparse but that was probs just the dream bein' weird.

So next thing we're driving through Washington, DC. Actually Ben's driving, though he doesn't know how to drive IWL. Potentially as a result of this conflict, his driving is sort of slow and awkward and I'm watching him and his driving choices with some concern. At some point I notice a cop tailing us, apparently experiencing the same train of thought I was. I get the impression he's sort of amused by Ben's poor driving decisions, that maybe he's tagging along because we're entertaining and/or to make sure we don't run over a bunch of schoolchildren or whatever. At any rate, he's not trying to pull us over, just sort of following us around.

Oh and we're heading towards the 1319 church I used to attend, apparently that's where the presentation is or the class or the group meeting or what have you. That's where we're going don't question it gosh. And that's despite the fact that it's pretty late in the day, and classes or whatever oughta be already over. We're late, I know that much.

We end up at a roundabout, where Ben decides to park (on the wrong side of the street). Nobody's around except the still-tailing cop, and when Ben parks in what is basically the middle of the one-lane street, next to the roundabout, he parks behind us and gets out. I expect him to be a lot more amused than he actually, upon approaching us, appears to be, with sunglasses obscuring his eyes and some neato fancy blonde hair that for some reason caught my attention. He barks something that I don't quite catch, but that sort of sounds like "You're in trouble" or something like that. I'm like "What?" because (1) I'm surprised by his anger and (2) I didn't quite hear what he said, but he doesn't respond. He just glares. Ben, meanwhile, doesn't react in the slightest. He doesn't even seem to be looking in the cop's direction.

The cop leaves without doing anything else (probably because I don't know how the ticket-giving process goes, exactly), and Ben pulls over to the proper side of the street and parks in front of a townhouse. It's pretty dark, probably around evening.

At this point my attention turns to the junk in the car. The stuff we're bringing for the presentation appears to be a lot of folded clothes in various small, separate piles, and there's also a hungry praying mantis. I allow the praying mantis onto my hand, where it demonstrates its hunger by starting to nibble gingerly at my skin (this part had a lot of detail). I'm rather concerned that it'll start painfully biting my hand, (though on a separate level, I'm also concerned that those expectations will cause it to happen), but I allow it to remain anyway.

On closer inspection, there's actually a bunch of dried mud on my hand that it's nibbling on (it's just that hungry :U ), and I can see and feel its mouthparts moving against my skin, and knocking off/scraping off the bits of dirt. Nice HD. Very detailed. I liked that a lot.

So I check around the car for food for the poor thing, and see a small fly chilling on a brown plastic bag. I move my hand down so the mantis can reach, and it instantly grabs the fly (along with some plastic bag) and presumably starts chowing down, but I can't really see it because the bag is sort of crumpled up and in the way.

There was also a short segment where the mantis's legs/feet ended up breaking off and stuck to my hand, which was fairly distressing. It seemed pretty unaffected though, I was just freaking out over the tiny little feet seemingly glued to my hand ;-;

Next some lady comes out of the house we're in front of and starts berating us for some reason. Either she doesn't like us parking there, or she's mad by proxy because we're late to the class/church/whatever. She ends up mostly ignored, though. Oh well.

At some point we'd realized it was like 5 PM and way too late for the class, but we still got out of the car and started trying to figure out which direction we were supposed to head. There were four streets leaving the roundabout; one led uphill to some sort of Buddhist church thing, another towards another roundabout that was supposedly DuPont Circle (except the statue at the center was sort of brick-colored, like the church). We ended up going towards DuPont Dream Circle, which was pretty much the right direction. And then I think I woke up.

Date: 3/29/2014 (Fri)
Total sleep: 6 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, visualization, Text Search
Lucid Techniques: Mantra
Recall Techniques: Mantra
Fell Asleep: 1:30 am
Dream 1 Title: Just fragments
Dream 1: I remember my wife finding a baby bird and wanting to take care of it. I remember seeing a bush with white Christmas lights on it. I remember Leonardo DiCaprio talking to a bunch of people and saying, “We must be prepared!” (Watched “Wolf of Wall Street” last night)
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 2
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 2
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = ?
Emotions: ?
Dream Signs: Celebrity
Notes: No supplements last night. I got to bed late (1:30 am). I have been running on too little sleep for 3 days (6 to 6.5 per night). I know this is having a negative impact on my chances for lucidity and for my dream recall. Last night I was so exhausted I just couldn’t spend time trying to recall my dreams (I did wake up after 2, but dozed off immediately).
Text Search Experiment: (Day 6) I was very sleep deprived yesterday and didn’t have good focus. I tried to pay as much attention to text as possible.

All the big dream signs were present in this one: girlfriend, girlfriend's mom, and conventions.
The three of us were headed to a big con, and for some reason we were riding on a large platform that grinded over a sort of railway system. It was a very intense experience, but it felt good, sort of like riding a roller coaster. The platform eventually stopped, and we left it, entering a small jungle-like area. This was apparently the entrance to the con. I noticed a kangaroo nearby and walked up to it. Probably the dumbest decision ever, since it ended up kicking me in the nads.
A snake fell from a tree to the ground nearby me, and a grizzly bear also sauntered over from nearby. It was clear that this was no ordinary convention, but my non lucid self was like 'Not again!'
We ran away from the animals and made it to the con. Most of what transpired during it is blurry to me, but I do recall walking by myself towards the end of it when the convention center was empty. I ended up getting a text from my girlfriend saying we had to leave.
I ended up at my house, resting after a tiring con, and heard my grandma outside. I walked out there, and for some reason there were red colored fireworks shooting up all around us. It was almost nighttime, but not quite yet; that time of day where everything is a dark blue.
My family and I gathered around a bonfire in our yard and discussed multiple things, and I intently drew a picture of Rust Cohle from True Detective.
And that's all I remember. The day prior to this dream was pretty worry filled, due to work and me messing up. However, for the past two days, I've been waking myself up at 6:00, or around that, after going to bed at about 11:40 or so. This seems to be a period of time where my recall is high, because for the past two days, both times I ended up recalling a dream in vivid detail. I think I'm gonna try waking up at 6, jotting down a dream, then sleeping for another hour and waking up at 7, which will hopefully result in more dreams recalled. Wish me luck!

Brief dream last night, but so repetitive!
I'm in a unknown house, I'm watching at the see. I'm alone, and everything is perfect. A stunning view, blue Sea, Sun. Someone is training a grampus, she is so good at exercises, an every time she succeed, the man caresses her, and she acts like my dog did when I trained her (my dog died two years ago).
She is so happy to make happy his owner.
Then two guys emerge from the Sea and the grampus gets nervous and swims towards the guys. They don't see the grampus coming and I start to be scared as I see the trainer panicking as he can't stop her. The guys dive again and I see the grampus coming in the same point where the guys dived.
The dream seems to stop, but then I'm again looking at the sea from the window and I see again the trainer training the pet, and the sequence starts again and again.

Like usual there is a thirdy part looking at the girl who looks out the window. Of course the thirdy part it's me, but I feel powerless in orden to stop the recurring sequences. It's boring to see the same sequences a lot of times. I feel the fears of the girl looking at the scenes, but I can't do anything to change the course of the sequence, neither I can avoid the sequence to repeat several times!

Our friend George called to ask whether we could come over and help with painting the rooms in his home. I said I would need to talk with my husband once he got home and we would get back to him.

Meanwhile George commented on my status on Facebook about cabbage flatulance (FYI, I do not actually have such a status). He replied that latest scientific research shows cabbage does not actually cause flatulance. I replied to him on Facebook that I was aware of that, but as a kid my mother and grandmother and nanny all told me this, and such habits are hard to break. What was especially difficult during my reply was that some keys on my keyboard were missing, so I had to choose words that did not use those letters.

Meanwhile my husband returned, and I asked him about the room painting at George's. He said that he could not come, and given the weather conditions, he would rather we not get separated. I looked out the window and suddenly there was a heavy snow storm outside. Actually it was even snowing inside our home, but dream me did not consider that weird. I replied to George giving these reasons why we could not help, plus I assured him that he would not want my help anyway because I was not good at all at wall painting and I know how particular his wife (my friend) is and thus she would not approve of walls painted by me.

+ Richard Dreyfus is in the family and I'm proud of this. He's sitting at a table in front of us just chilling. With a couple days of stubble on his face. My immediate family members are in the other room swearing up a storm. My sister and bro-in-law also know famous people, and there are others. I think of telling this to a new person in the family to impress them.

+ Swimming in a pool PACKED (body to body) with people. Clothed I think. I try to swim underneath them.

+ Swimming through the produce aisle, I wish they'd move it farther away from the sporty swimming lanes as its getting in my way. A clerk mentions they could shorten the name tags of the produce (to help with making the aisle take less room!?)

+ At my grandparent's house. Snowy outside. Little relative girl running naked into traffic, just walking right in the road amongst the cars. I go save her. I can't remember her name at first, then remembered it. Some tween-aged kids make fun of me on the sidewalk on the way back to the house.

+ My old (deceased) dog running into traffic, I pick him up, some woman pushes him out of the way farther away from me and I'm annoyed by this since I have to reach farther to pick him up.

+ Shopping for gymnast tights in downtown B. The gymnasts are there, I should see what they're wearing so I can buy the right size and then donate the tights to the team (just remembered this one spontaneously, forgot this previously).

+ In a gas station riding on a motorcycle with a faulty clutch cable (it's sticking on something I can't pull it all the way in). I pull the clutch cable hard to "fix" it and immediately think this is a bad idea. I test it to make sure it still works and does. I wonder if I should go pick up the thing I need to pick up on the motorcycle or with the car.

+ I'm a double agent for Her Majesty. We're standing near the corner of a large outdoor fenced field, I approach her and see around the corner there's a guy hiding from her. I tell her to get down so she's not seen, also wanted to protect the identity of the hiding guy. I say to her any time you need my services, just call me and I will come.

+ I see a tall skinny apartment building is on fire, initially through the reflection of another building. I have my backpack on. I walk resolutely to the building a bit nervous but knowing I must help. I'll try to catch someone who jumps, I decide. A guy pushes me aside with some comment like that's a stupid thing to do. A woman mentions I'll probably break (my legs?) I see children being dropped out of windows but sort of slowly rolling down the surface of the building from ledge to ledge. Fire department shows up.

+ Two kids are playing legos, one is my kid. The other one has never played with them before and is an obese dark-skinned (boy?) I see his fat little boy boobs "cleavage" down the top of his shirt. They say there are no instructions, I hold the instruction books and I hold the books in my hands and say yes, here they are. There is a big dark-skinned mother there, too.

+ Lord of the Rings. Some small group going to a fight, we get separated and scared by something. I think that the first keepers of the ring were the good elves of darkness by the warrior queen who was the last of her kind.

+ Sitting inside at a table, eating a desert?

+ FA in real room? Saw my son come into my room, who had (IWL) left earlier in the day, back in the house, he said he wasn't going after all.

Friday, 3/28/14

Last night bed 10pm - 4:50am

DR 2:30 am

1. We are outdoors. Dad got wet and lifeguards are there. bartender from a beach bar hand my dat a burgundy towel.

2. Big, bright house. I'm on second floor. Somebody came and I'm going to see who it is. I walk to the wraparound indoor balcony to look down. In the lobby, there is a woman with her son. She brought him over for a playdate.

3. We are in medieval settings. Inside a castle or some fortified enclosure. The enemy monsters are outside and we are about to be overrun. Our troops are at the gate. They are waiting for an order to switch weapons with another unit. When they get it, they toss their blunt sticks with a heavy stone on one end to the other unit, and the other unit throws them their swords.

The enemy is inside, at the gate and fight for our lives has begun.

One of our leaders, made a mask from skin and he puts it on his face. It makes him look like St. Michael. He made a mask from skin for his horse too, so he looks like St. Michaels horse. I see this mask when it's on the horse. It's color is of human flesh, with some veins visible. To be honest, he looks more like devil's horse.

The fighting is getting closer now, just few feet away. I tell to "Michael", if he is gonna scare the enemy away, now is the time. So he rears up his horse and we all start singing some religious hymn consisting of words "St. Michael, St, Michael".

Frankly, this last one should have been a nightmare. But it wasn't.

Thank you for great recall. Love ya.

My boyfriend and I are going to an ironmongery, as we have some problems with some pipes which don't fit each others. We are laughing loud at some stupid things, then we come in this shop... and there are some people and I recognise a guy I met online in a social network. We talk each other since last Summer, I like him, but we never met for real.
He is with other people. I assume they are his family. There is a blonde blue-eyed girl close to him and I assume she is his gf (whereas I know his girlfriend is brunette). I'm thinking that he is going to recognise me too, but he looks quickly at me and NOTHING!
He is talking animatedly with another guy, similar to him, I think he is his brother. I cannot help but staring at him, hoping he recognises me sooner or later, but nothing... it is frustrating, as I was hoping he liked me.
Then the owner of the shop comes directly to me and asks what I need. The blonde girl complains that he is not respecting the order of arrival of his customers, as her family were already in the shop when we came in.
So I told the owner of the shop that it is true, but he is Spanish and he tells us who he does what he wants in his Spanish shop and, as we are in Spain, he prefers latin customers.
So the girl tries to get the attention of this guy, to solve the situation, and I really hope he will look at me this time, but he keeps to talk excitedly with his brother and the owner starts to flirt with me.
My boyfriend gets mad at me, but I keep to look at that guy.
His gf though intercepts my look and she is about to say something about it. I feel she is going to say it in front of my bf, so I push my bf out of the shop and I feel so sad, as I lost the chance to get to know the guy....

I wasn't lucid at all in this dream, but I need to say that, as usual, I AM behind the dream.
I mean that I often am as a thirdy part, watching at my dreams as I am watching a movie.
Also I really feel what 'the ME' in the dream feels, I share all her emotions, I support her and comment her moves, BUT I can't help her directly, neither change the course of the dreams.
For example, I was deeply supporting her and telling her to do something to get the attention of that guy. But she (ME) is unable to hear me or feel what I feel!
Also, like usual, I (the thirdy part) see incongruities and inconsistencies in the dreams. For example there were a lot of problems with those pipes which didn't fit each others. No one in the dreams knew why the pipes didn't fit. BUT the problems was really stupid to solve as a pipe was square and the other one was rounded!
I could clearly see it and I laughed at that inconsistence, but no one in the dreams were aware, not ME!

SO, someone could tell me please why I can't be lucid, whereas I'm AWARE that there is a part of me who watch at my dreams as it was a movie?