non-lucid

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?

So yeh after falling asleep I had a dream I was in Stone Harbor and/or in a movie.

Dream - Stone Harbor in Winter, and Overpriced Pizza
I really hate these Stone Harbor dreams sometimes because Stone Harbor is where we vacation every year and I love love LOVE that place, and generally the dream starts out the day we're leaving. This time was no exception, with the implication being that we'd been there for two weeks, and now it was Sunday and we were leaving (I even checked the day on my computer, whoa that's kinda trippy) and were starting to get packed up. I told Ben that we hadn't even done anything this time, not for the whole two weeks: we hadn't gone to the beach, or into town, and now we were leaving? It would be an entire year before we came back here again! At this point Ben corrected me, saying that HE had gone into town and to the beach, or perhaps implying that I had done those things and just didn't remember. I found this incredibly unfair.

There was another bit focusing more on Jess, where she'd been part of a movie or something. That may have been before the Stone Harbor bit, but it still tied in, with us watching her movie at some point. She was a relatively minor character, I think.

There also may have been some tie-in between the movie and our "real life" in Stone Harbor but I don't quiiiiite recall. Like, maybe some of the characters were wandering around the apartment for a little while, being dramatic. But I'm not sure.

Anyway then Jess and I decided to go into town that night, on rollerblades. On ice. For no reason. Which was pretty fun. I somehow managed to master skating uphill in roller blades over ice while near the water (which I recall being ... somehow very striking). However, the risk of falling in made me a bit uncomfortable, so we decided to move a street over and head back down.

On this street there was a more lively feel, as though it were daylight, perhaps, although it probably wasn't. It was still pretty icy and I had to be careful, but although we were going downhill it didn't FEEL like it was going downhill. Also, where the street would normally be, right at the edge of the sidewalk with no railing, was a deep channel with ice at the bottom, where various ice skaters were happily skating. Close by, a bridge connected the two adjacent sidewalks. Jess was, at first, unconvinced that such a large safety hazard would be allowed to exist like that, but when she neared the edge she realized that not only was the sidewalk around there icy, yes, there were no safety precautions at all.

At this point I got hungry! And I'm pretty sure this is a first in my dreams. It led me to decide to wander into a nearby pizza store that sort of doubled as a fairy tale store place. A strong fairy tale theme, where one would normally expect a beach theme. It was run by a young lady and her macho male assistant, who was a pretty cool guy I suppose. In waking life he probably would've been considered borderline insane.

So yeah I went in there and decided to order a slice of pizza. She said if I had a slice of pizza from another place, I could take advantage of her "two for $6" bargain, or something like that, and get a slice of her pizza for $3. I did not have a slice of pizza from another place but nevertheless I somehow managed to give that impression up until the point at which I was actually ordering, which took like 10 minutes, because of reasons.

I believe I made comfortable small talk for a little bit (which is unusual in dreams, probably because it's unusual IWL, except when I've had caffeine, which I did yesterday, and which I noticed allowed me to be a bit more comfortable in social settings so maybe that's whyyyyyy~), asking her what it was like to run a shop (because I was genuinely curious, which is great because in previous dreams my reactions hadn't been feeling self-motivated and it's great to be back in the swing of things). I tried to ask what she did during the off-seasons when nobody was at Stone Harbor, but what I accidentally said instead was "What do you do on nights and weekends?" and she responded with an uncomfortable silence. I only realized my slip when I woke up, and now I realize it looked like I was going to ask her out or something. And I didn't realize that until I woke up and had a slightly different perspective. THIS WHOLE PARAGRAPH HAS BEEN VERY STRANGE AND INTERESTING TO ME. AHHHH.

Anyway, then while she was getting the pizza ready I had to wait like ten minutes, or I don't know there was something about how I had to be read a fairy tale by her assistant. So he gets a book that's really just a bunch of sheets of paper with illustrations and writing on 'em, and starts to sing/read me this long poem/fairy tale. I can't remember the specifics at all, but it was really interesting because we were sitting on the floor, him singing with an absolutely astonishing amount of emotion in his voice, just absolutely belting it out and somehow managing to be very sad at the same time ... and me moving the pages out of the way as he read them, and laying them on the floor in a pile. I must've been semi-lucid, because while he was singing I noticed that I felt totally comfortable, whereas IWL, when somebody fakes strong displays of emotions near me, I automatically feel awkward and uncomfortable. Same when people are singing, though that's been improving lately. And I think the thought had occurred to me earlier as well, while Jess was acting. So I was certain it was a dream and not waking life, since I was directly comparing the two, but that was the extent of my interest at the time (as opposed to wandering out and trying dream powers). I think dream powers just weren't a focus for the moment. Maybe I was too sad about leaving Stone Harbor, and too immersed in what was happening.

Anyway he sang the whole stinking thing, and I listened, and then one of us helped the other up (I was wearing rollerblades so getting up was a problem) and I went to get my pizza. Or something. I think there was a brief bit where he'd picked me up and I was trying to make sure I didn't rollerblade his feet as he was setting me down.

Anyway then I finally told her that I didn't have an outside slice of pizza and she produced a second piece like it wasn't even a problem, and said something about it being 2 for $6. At this point I took a look at the slices of pizza and realized that she'd cut off about half of each of them with a semi-diagonal cut. All in all, I thought it was an absolutely terrible price, and as I was starting to move my pizza slices towards the cashier to pay for them (for some reason she'd given them to me at a different counter than the one with the register), I tried to remember what the pizza back home was like (I wasn't semi-lucid anymore, so instead of comparing her dream pizza shop to one IWL, I was actually comparing her Stone Harbor pizza shop to one back home), semi-successfully managing to remember that in my (IWL current) home county, a small pizza from Little Caesar's is about $8 (home IWL happening to equal the home in the dream, but not because I was semi-lucid). But Little Caesar's couldn't compare to this pizza. I said about as much, making a sort of awkward hushed comment about how the pizza at home was cheaper, but then stating that this pizza was of a far superior quality, so it worked out (which is a lie, because at my college campus I can get a slice of pizza about as big as her two slices, and just as delicious, for $2 and now I'm really hungry, frick).

I was about to dig through my (IWL) Mega Man 10 bag for a good $9 (apparently the price had jumped thanks to my mental number-juggling), but I woke up soon after, I think. Which sucked because I was really looking forward to that pizza, yo.

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Btw I think I prefer not being in a lucid dreaming competition right now. Like, I just took an hour or so to write out that dream, I think, and were I in the competition right now it would've been worth one point. Goodness.

In other news I'm going to differentiate between what "low-level lucidity" and being "semi-lucid" mean to me. I'll consider myself semi-lucid when I can compare the dream and waking life to some degree, while not viewing the dream as something to be manipulated or changed. I'll consider it low-level lucidity when I'm thinking about how to trick the dream and use dream powers, but am not necessarily aware of the fact that I have a separate life outside the dream. YUP. I hope I made that clear because otherwise it will give me a headache :U

Hi I'm Bella Dior this is my first entry in my dream journal.
I've been lucid dreaming since I was a kid among other things as well three weeks go a great friend of mine died. The ones that your wish you were like growing up. Basicly my hero died.

I chose not to cry because I liv by a code that I shouldn't cry because its selfish because your crying cuz u are going to miss them. I dreamt about her. It was lucid and non lucid the whole time. I thought I kept waking up but it was just another dream.all night over and over I couldn't control anything and it felt so real. I've been shaking ever since I been woke.

The dream started of as a lucid dream so I'm in school having a paintball gun fight. When I'm walking down a hallway and then I heard lighters by bad meets evil. That's the song that reminds me of her. The music is coming out the classroom. So I tried closing the door with a wave of the hand. It didn't work. So I walked to the door to see her sitting in there. I walked in to say hi. She was talking in sign language. She said do you see me .. I love u I miss u over and over in sign language. I replied with your dead. It felt so real but since I knew it was a dream I didn't try to hug her or say my goodbyes.

It's like the whole world changed and I woke up. I looked at the time it was 745am I got up to eat and heard this buzzing noise walking into the kitchen so I kept walking I felt massive energy coming from the kitchen so I kept walking. she was standing in my kitchen looking at me I said are you real. She replyed in sign language I love u I miss u can you see me.
I tried to get closer but my feet was stuck I couldn't move.then I woke up

Again I thought I woke up I had feel asleep at work when we had a party. Lol my job doesn't have parties so I knew it was a dream but I wanted to stay my crush was the so I was talking to him. He asked me to dance so we started to dance. I looked over and saw her sitting in the chair laughing she motioned in sign language he's cute and I'm crazy. So I walked over there the closer I got to her the more people started to fade away. I got up to her she signed I love u I miss u can u see me? I replied I see u. She jumped up and hugged me. It felt so real I could feel her energy her locks her warmth. I said I miss you I love you. With my voice and she disappeared everyone was gone so I woke up. I woke up to a bloody nose and tears on my face. I don't even know what this dream means but I can't stop shaking

Earlier this morning, I had a non-lucid dream about a false awakening at my mom's. I recognized this and did a mantra when falling back to sleep that I am falling asleep in my room, so if I wake up anywhere else, I am dreaming.

Then, comes my MILD!

7:32 am MILD

False awakening lucid at my mom's. I hear the door bell ring and answer it. I know it's a dream because I remember I fell asleep at my apartment. It is one of the daycare moms at the door here to pick up her son, N. I see N, and another daycare kid, M, below me. I look down at M and try testing the gravity. I think he asks me what I am doing and I think I tell him I need to check the gravity because I'm dreaming.

Despite the fact that I know I'm dreaming, the dream feels so weird, it doesn't feel like a dream, except for the fact that I'm levitating. The way in which the dream characters are acting are how they would've in real life.

It takes a bit of effort but I manage to propel myself into the air and levitate after spinning. I see my mom and try to ask her 世界を変えることはできますか？ but the words are so hard to get out of my mouth. As I'm struggling to say them she asks, "What?" and once I finally say it she says, "Yes" very briefly and casually in English while looking the other way. She seems distracted by her own reality instead of paying attention to my lucid dream efforts. I'm not sure if she actually understood me.

I wake up because I don't feel fully asleep and am afraid to fall asleep and can feel my paralysis. I'm also afraid I won't be aware of my surroundings in waking life if an intruder breaks in.

After waking up and writing down my dream, I went back to sleep. I had many false awakening dreams in my apartment. I try to focus my brain away from lucid dreaming because at this point I just want to sleep and finally I fall asleep and have four non-lucid dreams.

One of the non-lucid dreams had Japanese Sign Language in it.

9:30 am non-lucid

I have a dream that a boy who knows Japanese Sign Language and who is deaf came to our daycare. He signs the signs for "sign language" "can" "can not do" "question marker" to me. I reply with "can" and am excited. His father however doesn't seem to know how to sign and could hear. I text my friend from the farm dream about how there's a little boy who's native language is JSL at daycare.

Hello again. Going to try getting back into lucid dreaming AGAIN because I'm sick of having so few, badly remembered, non-lucid dreams. I'm a freshman in college now, but without further ado, here's my last dream.

As with many of my dreams, this was heavily influenced by video games. This one was similar to Blue Dragon, a turn-based rpg, although with much more customizable skillsets and characters. I was there, although I looked a bit like Shu from Blue Dragon, and the other characters were Alisa from Gods Eater Burst, a darker skinned guy who was rather quiet and came from a bad background (I think he used to be a bad guy and we recruited him), and some other girl. I vaguely remember being in an underground city similar to Undercity from World of Warcraft and exploring the sewers and tunnels and things. In the dream, you could learn multiple shadows (this probably won't make much sense if you don't know Blue Dragon) and assign each one different skill and traits. I had one dragon that I set to be a damage dealer with some tanking capabilities who attacked at a medium speed. You could set whether you wanted a character to attack quickly, resulting in 3+ strikes in one turn, medium, resulting in 2-3, or slow, resulting in one powerful strike each turn. You could learn new shadows by finding spheres in certain areas, and at one point, the dark-skinned guy and I found two so we each took one. I got a dragon that looked bulkier and older, and he got a strange looking minotaur. I decided to assign this dragon to be a heavy hitter, so I set it to slow and started speccing it to hit heavily but with no tanking abilities. Unlike Blue Dragon, we were not dependent on our shadows for every attack, and we actually used weapons. Different types of weapons could only be used with certain attack speeds, and at one point I found 3 clubs with great stats so I ended up switching everyone to slow except the fourth girl, who remained fast because she had a dagger. I assume the shadows were reserved for special attacks and magic.

At some point I ran into a "friendly monster" named Gyorco who would trade me random monster parts for rare items. He was tall with long limbs, slightly resembling a troll. We found him several times as we were exploring this large plains area, killing things for experience. Then later, we found another "friendly monster" who looked similar to Gyorco, however, this one was rather timid and seemed as if it had just recently mastered the art of speech. It didn't really seem to understand most of what we said to it, and it spoke in short exclamations like "Kill?" and "Scary!" A menu of my possible speech options popped up on the left in typical video-game fashion, and after trying Talk, Shop, and Approach (none of which had any real results), I tried the option that seemed like a joke: "I AM GYORCO, MASTER MERCHANT!" Surprisingly, it worked, and the monster warmed up to us and ended up trading with us.

Date: 3/28/2014 (Thu)
Total sleep: 6.5 hours
Daytime Techniques: Text Search, RCs, Visualization, Mantras
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Visualization
Recall Techniques: Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10:00 pm
Dream 1 Title: Weird South Park Cartoon
Dream 1: I am in a strange house with my wife. She is very upset. We had a contractor cut an area in the floor and install a set of stairs to the basement. To do this they had to cut a large hole in our hardwood floor. He cut it unevenly so there is an area with exposed brickwork that is very old and ugly. I can’t blame her for being upset, it looks horrible. **Jump** (3rd person perspective) I am watching a South Park style cartoon. There are three characters (Brad Pitt, my wife, and another one who I didn’t recognize) and they are dancing around in a cartoon apple orchard. Suddenly Scionox’s (From DV) avatar (a black dragon) comes onto the screen and starts chasing the characters. They act comically scared and run around the orchard. Then they all run off the screen. I wake up.
Dream 2 Title: Breakup in Hawaii (**Lucid**)
Dream 2: I am in a hotel room with several women I used to work with 10 years ago; Judy, Coleen, & Cindy. My long term girlfriend is also there (whom I don’t know in real life). Everyone is sitting on the floor and we are having a pie tasting party. In front of me are several pieces of different types of pie on white paper plates, with white plastic forks. I am handing out the pieces to people. I am hoping there won’t be any pie left when I’m done passing them out because I am trying to not eat sugar (this is a RL habit). When I am done passing them out there is one piece left for me. It is a large piece of apple pie. The crust is golden brown and I am dying to have some, but I resist. Coleen says, “Come on! You need to have at least a bite.” I just shake my head no. My girlfriend brings in a pot of hot cider and we start handing out styrafoam cups filled with cider, with a red plastic coffee stirrer in each. After a short time the women decide to leave and I am very happy because I want to have some intimate time with my girlfriend. I lay down on the bed, which is in a corner of the room. My girlfriend, who is a slim woman with brown shoulder length hair, (I don’t know her name, but I know that we have been dating for years) comes out of the bathroom. She is wearing blue jeans, a brown leather jacket, white t-shirt, and has a large brown leather bad hung over her shoulder (I know it is her overnight bag). She has her car keys in her hand, and I know she is leaving to go sleep with another man. I say to her, “If you leave it is over.” She replies, “Fine.” and walks out the door. I am devastated. I can’t describe how horrible I felt. It was just too real. I actually felt like a happy long term relationship had just ended because she wanted to be with someone else. I get up off the bed, walk to the dresser, and grab my car keys and my hotel key card. I just want to get out of this room. I need to just walk. Go out the door, which leads directly onto a city street. There are tall buildings on both sides of the road, and many cars parked along the street. I am lost in my despair and not paying attention to anything. I turn left and begin walking down the sidewalk, with my eyes down. I can feel the keys in my left hand and the key card in my right. Suddenly I decide to turn around and walk the other way. I look up, and directly in front of me at the end of this seemingly endless perfectly straight street, is a beautiful sunset. For the first time I also notice there are palm trees along the street. I realize that I am in Hawaii. Then something clicks in my mind! I remember being awake, at home, in my own bed, just a little while ago. I can’t actually be in Hawaii if I was just home sleeping. I am lucid without doing a reality check. The despair I was feeling moments before is completely washed away by overwhelming joy and excitement. I remind myself to stay calm. I look down at the keys in my left hand and am amazed at how realistic they look. It is like the level of vividness has increased one thousand fold. I look back to the sunset, and the vividness has amplified dramatically. It is indescribably beautiful. The sun has just slipped below the horizon. There are thin clouds reflecting brilliant hues of orange, mixing with the oranges are shades of purples and pinks. All of this is reflected brilliantly off of the buildings, which are now all made of mirrored glass. I think, “My God I wish I could take a picture of this and bring it back to real life!” I pull my eyes away from this amazing site and turn around to look down the street in the other direction. The building end about 100 yards away, where the street ends at an amazing beach. There are palm trees to the right and left of the last buildings and a long expanse of beautiful white sand ending at a perfect ocean extending to the horizon. I have completely forgotten about my goals. I want to experience swimming in the ocean. I jog down to the beach. I slip my keys and key card into the pocket of my swimsuit (which I am now wearing) as I run. I can feel the warm sand between my toes. I run straight into the water, which is as warm as a nice bath. A large wave is heading right for me as I reach waist deep. It washes over me and feels amazing. I swim deeper under the water and can see with complete clarity and just continue to breath as normal (no fear of drowning in a dream). I see a small school of angelfish . They are vibrant orange with vertical purple stripes. The vividness is amazing. They begin to shift colors from orange with purple stripes to purple with orange stripe and back again. I laugh under the water. I am filled with such joy. I swim to surface. As I come out of the water I find it is late dusk. I am back into waist deep water. I see two beautiful women walking out of the water, both are wearing wet white t-shirts with bikinis underneath. The urge for sex takes over. I walk up to one of them. She is in her 20’s. She is tall (about 5’ 8”), with long wet blonde hair. I take her hand and we walk out of the water onto the beach. Her friend just walks away from us. I take hold of the bottom of the t-shirt , pull it over her head, and toss it onto the sand. Her bikini is a brilliant sapphire blue. She has an amazing voluptuous body and very large breasts. I reach around to untie her bikini top, and with a seductive smile she says playfully, “No, no, no.” I respond, “Yes, yes, yes.” The dream quickly fades away and I awake. I do a RC by looking at my clock…but I am actually awake.
Awake: 4:30 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 7; D2 = 15
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 6; D2 = Lucid
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 3 min; D2 = 6 min
Emotions: General happiness, Utter Devastation, Indescribable Joy
Dream Signs: Cartoons, my wife is a cartoon, someone cutting holes in our floor, people I worked with 10 years ago, a girlfriend who I didn’t know (didn’t even know her name), not text anywhere.
Notes: I didn’t take any supplements last night. I purchased “Creative Visualization” by Shakti Gawain and started reading it last night. I used my typical visualizations, mantras, RCs, and text searches during the day and before I fell asleep. I awoke from Dream 1 and lay in bed trying to recall as much of the dream as I could. When I looked at the clock it was 3:35 am. I worked on recalling the dream for around 10 – 15 min. I then ran my mantras through my mind several times as I fell back to sleep. So, essentially, I did a short WBTB. Also, just prior to becoming lucid I was in a heightened emotional state (despair). I have found in the past that heightened emotional states contribute. Also, I was sleep deprived from the previous night. I awoke from Dream 2 at 4:28 am, and felt so high I wasn’t going to be able to go back to sleep. So that means this is 2 nights in a row of sleep deprivation. However, I don’t feel tired at all because I’m still riding the high from the lucid dream. . I am a bit disappointed that I didn’t remember my goals, but it still was a great LD.
Text Search Experiment: (Day 5) I paid close attention to text all day yesterday. I repeated my mantras as well. I didn’t notice text in either of the 2 dreams recalled from last night.

Night of March 28, 2014. Friday.



This dream (or connected series) had a lot of unrelated facets without much cohesion, yet still seemed to build a foundation for a different dream that came later.

There is some sort of bizarre event relating to a truck being driven by someone going a fair distance (possibly from one state to another). However, the truck is actually “wrapped” in sections of cloth (all the way around) almost like a mummy - so that the driver cannot see where he is going. At one point, this seems to be because his vehicle needs to be held together as such in this way. What follows is some sort of bizarre argument relating to this and whether or not the truck even has a driver or anyone inside or if someone just did this as a practical joke somehow and sent the truck on its way with either a remote control or some other method. The scene is never really resolved. My brother-in-law Bob is there and seems angry about the events.

After this is a completely different scene. I am at the ocean on a very nice day. Several other people are off to my right, mostly older people. The water off the shore is very shallow, not much more than three feet deep for probably a fair distance. The older men are in the water, sitting down with legs out. No one is fishing. Every now and then, a fish swims by and seems to direct some sort of “energy pulse” to their feet as well as bite off loose skin or supposed toxins. (This is possibly a play on when I was very young and minnows nibbled on my toes from a boat dock.)

After this, I am at sister Marlyn’s house in somewhat of a strange mood. It dawns on me (yet again) that she is “gone from the house” (has died). I end up going to the front door seemingly late at night (that goes out to the porch) for no particular reason. However, it is very different. There is no porch where one should be. Instead, a van is parked very close to the door, lengthwise (facing north). A man and a woman are in the van and mostly in shadow and supposedly there to deliver a package. They ask me if I knew they were there and for some reason, I lie and say “yes” and end up implying to them I had heard something so came to check (when, again, this was not actually the case at all - I just did not want to appear to have been caught off-guard).

Dreams lately have been heavily influenced by whatever television/film I've watched before heading to bed. I'll often find myself dreaming with the characters who I've watched onscreen making themselves present in my dreams. Why? I'm not sure --- other than the fact that I would've recently seen them --- but it's like I've been implanted into their world.

Stupidly enough, I watched Keeping Up with the Kardashian's the other night and ended up dreaming that I was apart of their chaotic family. They had "taken me in" and I instantly became one of them.

Furthermore, recently other dreams have been becoming more real and real. I've dreamed that I've been horrifyingly late to work, or that I keep trying and trying to get there and I don't make it. That I'm supposed to start at 3:30, and I don't wake up until 3:45. It's a nightmare that feels all too real.

Two weeks ago while on vacation, I had a dream that my dog ran away and we couldn't find her. She was gone forever. When I returned home, we found out she was ill and we had to put her down. Some instances like these (which have been happening very often, where I'll have a dream and then something similar or relevant occurs a short while later) are frightening to me; the coincidence is almost too much to process these days.

As for lucid dreaming, not much exciting. Typical "happy" places; the other night I dreamed of being back in California. That was about it.

I'm going to try doing a DJ here, although I'm not so sure I'll be posting much. I haven't really had any majorly interesting dreams (not recently anyway), but I did have one strange dream last night that I suppose could be categorised as a nightmare. I can't remember it too well, though and it's quite short (may have been a fragment).

I was in my house I believe, and it was very dark. I knew I wasn't alone because I had this feeling. The feeling I always have in nightmares; the feeling something bad will happen. There were dark monsters or something there (they looked kind of human, but also...not) and I just knew they were going to attack me or kill me. I was scared at first, but then I realised it doesn't matter because they can't really hurt me (I must've realised it was a dream). I then just stood there, arms spread out, and waited for them to come at me but something happened. It was like they jumped into me and I got this... dark feeling inside of me. It was scary. That's all I remember. I woke up before anything else happened.

Dreams are so strange and freaky sometimes..

Brief notes/journal entry

So, not really much into manga these days, but Naruto Shippuden was on sale a few weeks ago and I decided to buy it to possibly enhance my dream powers. Only had time to play 3-4 hrs so far (last played two weeks ago).

Why am I giving all of these details? Well, with only this amount of exposure to the game I got 3 Naruto related dreams - Naruto on the cover of a mag, Naruto manga books and today a cool Naruto battle.

I recall only a frag of this non-ld but it really cool. I was watching something game-like at the same time participating as in a normal dream, made some moves with my hands and several times produced this (animated?) fire that reduced the opponent's hit points. Don't think it was a full match to a particular move from the game, but really amazed with the ease my subcon picked the whole thing up. Must do more experiments.

Last night bed 10pm - 5am

DR 5am
1. I'm stacking shelves

2. We are out in the forest with a class and my biology teacher H from grade school. I'm surprised and happy to see her again. The forest is pretty, quite unusual.