non-lucid

Two girls at work persuade me to put on a red sparkly bustier. I complain that it's too tight and I want to take it off. But they tell me they can't take it off right because they're too many people around. While I'm waiting for the two girls to help me undress, I have an idea. I send one of them to go get a boy that I used to have a crush on because I want to him to see me wearing this sexy top.

Somehow I find myself wearing a sheer white nightgown with a black bra. I started running around looking for someone but then I realize this gown is way too see-through. I grabbed a plush white hoodie and put it on to cover up. Before I can zip up I run smack-dab into a guy. We collide and he has to grab me so I don't fall over. I can feel his hands through the sheer material.

WBTB at 4 h after bedtime.

Lucidity comes about at the end of the religious lesson dream - when we leave the school building, I suddenly realize, that I got nothing to do with school any more for a long time.

So - I do my nose plug - yepp lucid - and remembering to do a proper senses stabilization as the main and first of all goals. So I look at a tree very intensely - at the bark.
And it does indeed get clearer and clearer - and fills my whole field of vision.
When I try to look somewhere else, though - there is nothing whatsoever left of my dream - and I wake up.
Should have moved, involved touch and not only looked at one thing - now I know..

Been complaining in the comp thread already - it's great on the one hand, how often I can get there lately - but once there - a lot is open to be wished for.
As said - I want adventure and it should look realistic and take long!
And I want my aliens!!

Just for my own motivation - I love the book "The Algebraist" by Ian M. Banks - there is a gas planet named Nasqueron with "dwellers" - and I so want to meet them and ask what they dream for the special task. Here is one of them:



It's supposed to be the height of say eight humans - and I'm visualizing them daily!
Maybe doesn't look as if you want to meet one - but they are fabulous - I want them in light grey by the way - I even drew one.


Okay - the dreams:

#1) Back in school and in a religion lesson - opted out of these irl - it's absolutely horrible - we get read texts, which make no sense - are even offensive and accusing all sorts of lifestyles of depravity.
But the teacher does have no natural authority - so I start behaving really badly - mock her - shout nasty comments, change places to talk to different people - one of my gay mates from university is there, too. And we start throwing things at her and chanting.
Pretty unusual - normally something doesn't work, or I fear something..
Yeah - but she gets the better of me by proclaiming, if I go on with it - I fail the class - and such my final secondary school exams.

#2) Been a while, I remember one of these - again I need shelter and go to my ex-boyfriend's parents house. It's in the middle of the night - but I'm lucky - no parents at home.
But his little brother - we chat a bit - he tells me Mr.X can't be disturbed, because he is soldering a very important circuit board. There is a violin in the shelf - and I think wow - lets see, if I can still play.
And I could - I played a while - but then - the part on the body, where the strings are originating loosened itself. It was clear, that it was not really damaged, but had to be put together properly again.
I tried to hide it from the brother - and managed miraculously - and fiddled about with the thing in non-literal sense this time. I managed - but didn't really trust it to be played or even touched roughly.
And went in to my X, forgetting about the importance - but he kept on soldering and talking to me at the same time. And told me something interesting - not for public consumption - but seems my uncon had something to say there.

#3) Again one of these - I got to really take note, when there is confusion as to where I stand in my institutional education - earlier it was school - now it was about where in university.
It's a bit boring to describe - I went into lectures and noticed, I had the certificates for them already - but always after almost despairing, how I should manage to take on that stuff they presented.
My gay friend was with me again - in a way it was like the second half of the first dream, just interrupted by the LD. I remember many details about it - like being in the cafeteria and they haven't got any strawberry cake left - despite everybody eating one on the tables.
And in the end, I met an other old mate from uni - and she told me, that I had long finished and my endeavours were completely useless.
Should have gotten lucid again from that - but didn't.

Fragment:
I was in a flat with a friend, and she was worried about two kids, if they would be in good care.
Which was sort of understandable, when the sitter appeared - she was enormously obese and wore a glaring pink mini-dress, made from such a flouncy fabric like some swimsuits are.
Her behaviour was not as mad as her outfit, though.

3,16,2014

I am in a group fitness room. The room is full of many people about to do yoga. Everyone is nearly touching each other because there are so many people and so little room. However, there is a gap in the middle of the room that no one is occupying. So, I move there and tell every one to move to create more space (this is very unlike me as I am usually quiet). People start moving. I realize that my mat is much bigger than everyone else's mats. This bothers me.

Next I am in a forest type area with a few houses. There are some friends with me but I cannot remember who specifically. I start walking through the forest (I think I am suppose to for some reason). Soon I get to a very steep slope which I must climb. It is not straight vertical, but still challenging. I climb it fairly easily, similar to climbing a rock wall.

After this I am inside a house. This part gets fuzzy. All I remember is someone talking about drugs, specifically acid. I say I am nervous to try it, but my friend tells a story of someone who tried it and is now fine. I am not sure, but I think we were all high. We go upstairs (I go first), sit on the couch, and are about to listen to music. I do not take any acid.

3/16/14

6:39 am non-lucid

Dream Part 2

I overhear a school's presentation in another class after hearing Japanese coming from the class. I decide to join in and watch and the scene transitions to outside at a Japanese concert with Japanese music. I find my friends and cheer. Then, it goes back to the classroom, in which I'm cheering for the presenter.

Not sure if this was the same presenter, but one of the presentations is about Conan O'Brien. Student dresses up, looking like Conan, has red hair. After the presentation I bump into him on the way to the parking lot and congratulate him. I'm charmed by him and almost forget that I'm headed to the wrong parking lot, supposed to be going to a satellite parking lot further away.

The guy is actually some sort of witch that kills its victims when he gets them to go back to his hotel with him. He is male, but has a evil female presence. I realize this. My friend is worried about me, but I tell her not to worry, I broke away and left for my car.

Somehow we do end up at the hotel. Me, my friend (female), my husband and that guy. I remember my love for my husband to avoid getting charmed by him, but I'm worried for my friend. All of the sudden, we're running from him and we go down to the basement (my mother's) to escape, but it's too late for my friend. She tells us to go, she'll hold him off. Her fingernails dig into the archway of the entrance to the basement stairway. He gets to her and kills her. This is when she comes to the realization of what the presentation really meant. Conan O'Brien was just a cover. The aspect of wanting to see him stood for loss, mourning and missing one's loved ones who have passed away.

This dream didn't make my heart pound or terrify me, but I still think it's a nightmare because I'm left creeped out, lingering into my waking life.

Was scared to go to the bathroom alone after I woke up and brought my husband with me. Scarily enough, the mirror to the medicine cabinet was open! I had him close it.

I also had this feeling towards the end of the dream that my own fingernail was digging into my skin (I don't know if it actually was in real life) and needed to wake up to stop it.

1. [Non-Lucid] [Long]
I'm in a room full of people using PC's, I'm sat at the door, Emily is there and she wants to use a PC so the IT guy shows her to a PC and picks it up and carries it out of the room with Emily.

My old college tutor is there, she wants to go spy on them too see what they're up too, I join her (I'm worried I'l get caught though due to my wheelchair not being very quiet).

Now back In the PC room, Emily is now using the PC, I'm kinda trapped in the corner with my cousin Matt and a random guy in a wheelchair blocking my way out. I decide to start watching Matt, hes using a Mac and is scrolling through his iTunes music, I then comment "Pfff Macs, PC's are better", he then grabs my and starts punching me softly in the ribs while I am repeating "Get off, your gunna hurt me", he eventually lets go.

I'm now sat at a round table in the same room eating something off a plate, (forgot what exactly) It doesn't seem very appetizing, then Emily grabs my attention so I go over to her and she has found a secret passage and so I follow her in, Now were in Minecraft and I cant really see her because its foggy, then we exit the passage into a room, the room is filled with things made of Lego, it was pretty cool.

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Fragments:
1. In Minecraft looking around the big dark house looking for chests to loot.
2. Looking for a drink or something.
3. We run into a trap while in the army in Afghanistan I think.
4. Mum says I haven't eaten my chocolate orange, I look down at my desk and theres a bowl full of chopped up chocolate orange.

possible dream signs:
Emily, Matt, Tutor, Minecraf

Side notes:
Successfully WILDed but didn't actually enter a dream.

3/16/2014

Note: I started taking magnesium, B-5, & Chorine supplements, on 3/15, hoping to enhance dream recall. So last night was the second night of taking them.

I got to bed late last night, shortly after midnight and fell asleep easily.

Dream 1 (Fragment): I remember searching for Lorene (The mother of a girl who plays on my daughter’s soccer team). We were in an astronomy class and I had to tell her about light pollution.

Dream 2 – LD #56 “Bed in the middle of the street?”: The first thing I remember was being at a house that resembled the house I lived in with my ex-wife. In my head I knew I currently lived there with my current wife and daughter. I am standing in the driveway. There is a latter that extends up to the first of 3 balconies (one above the garage which is the first floor, one on the second floor, and another on the third floor (In real life there are no balconies, and the house only has a first floor). I am very annoyed that the latter was left out because it is a danger to my daughter and her friends. My daughter is there and I ask “Where is mom?” I know that my wife left the latter up and I am very annoyed with her. **Jump** I am at school (which I know is high school). The building is huge and actually resembles a casino I’ve been too in the past. At one point I am walking around with friends. I find myself sitting in a folding chair in the middle of a hall. I am waiting for my wife to bring me my suit because I have to attend a funeral. The funeral is for someone close to me and I am very upset (I suspect my father has died, but not 100% sure). Ashton Kutcher comes up to me. He is trying to cheer me up. He shows me his fake ID which is a picture of a ID on a coffee mug. I tell him to leave me along. I realize my wife has forgotten to bring my suit to the school and I am very angry. I get up and start walking to class. I see the principal (who is actor Tim Russ), who is reprimanding some kids for hanging around in the hall. I hear the bell ring and know I am late for class. I further realize I don’t know where the class is located. The principal comes over to me and starts reprimanding me. I collapse to the floor sobbing from all of the emotional stress (father died, wife didn’t bring me my suit, can’t remember where my class is located). He begins to rub my back and tell me it is ok. I shut my eyes tight. **Jump** I open my eyes and I am in bed (False awakening?), except it isn’t my bed. I am laying on a mattress in the middle of a street. I pull back the blankets (white sheet and bright red blanket). I notice my wife sleeping next to me, snuggled under the blankets with her back to me. I also notice that I was sleeping on the wrong side of the bed. I stand up, and can feel the rough pavement under by bare feet. I know something isn’t right and do a reality check. I look at my left hand and count my fingers. I count to 7 and more fingers keep appearing between the ones that are already there. I’m Lucid! I remind myself to stay calm. I look around and see it is a beautiful summer day. The sky is blue (I did not see the sun), the trees are covered in amazingly green leaves, the air is warm. The colors and details are so much more vivid than real life. I am on a neighborhood street, with lines of houses going off to my left and right as far as I can see. There is a house directly in front of me and it resembles the house I used to live in with my ex-wife, but isn’t exactly the same. I begin to walk through the yard of that house. I try to remember what I’m supposed to do, then I recall I need to engage all 5 senses. The yard is very overgrown with grass and weeds, but they are all beautiful. I begin touching the plants. I start talking to myself out loud for hearing. “I need to engage my senses.” I lean in close to a group of weeds. I say “This is amazing!” The leaves were light green with streaks of pink. I say “I’ve got sight, sound and touch…I need taste.” (I have completely forgotten about smell) I remember what I need to do. I say, “I will just taste those blow pops that were dropped here last Halloween.” I then turn around. There is a low cement wall behind me with long grass on top. Among the grass are two blow pops, one is green apple flavored and the other is strawberry (I know this by the wrappers). I pick up the green apple flavored one. I can see the front door of the house, which leads out to a small porch. My ex-wife walks out (she looks just like she does in a recent picture of her I saw on Facebook – she hasn’t aged well). She says “Hi!” She seems excited to see me. I say, “I’m dreaming!” She responds, “Impressive!” as she turns to head back into the house. I am walking backwards down a low grassy hill to another street. I remember my goal for my lucid dream (to fly into space and view the earth from orbit). I yell, “HEY! Come out here!” She turns and comes back out onto the porch just as I step onto the street (again I can feel the pavement under my bare feet). I say, with a huge smile, “I’ll show you impressive!” I am just about to take off at supersonic speed (Man of Steel style)…the dream ends abruptly and I open my eyes. I do a quick reality check, by looking at the clock and looking back (the numbers didn’t change – 6:28 am). I was too excited to go back to sleep. I took my notebook and left the bedroom to write some notes (I didn’t want to wake up my wife).

Recap: This is the first LD I’ve intentionally had in several years. I am glad I had a planned goal to keep me focused. I am also happy that I remembered to engage my senses prior to fly. But, I forgot about the sense of smell. I also note that is was strong emotions which lead me to realize something wasn't right, which then lead to a reality check.

Shoooot, my recall is bleh. Feels like I've been sleeping weird, or too lightly or somethin'. Think I'll try WILDing.

Fragment 1
Uh, these were some kind of "lucid" dream where I wasn't really lucid. I can't remember any details, I just remember waking up from something my brain called "lucid #6" or whatever. Kinda felt like when I try to solve math problems in my sleep and come up with crazy gibberish, which usually indicates that I'm focused on something IWL too hard. So apparently I'm focused on lucid dreaming IWL too hard? What?

There were actually a few of these but again, no memories of anything, just the impression that I was going in and out of dreams fairly quickly. And my brain called them lucids, but it was half-asleep, sooooo. I don't get it. Gotta think more.

Fragment 2
Playin' Pokemonzz. There was some kinda drama going on but I don't quite recall. Some Pokemon being depressed or something. It lost its owner, perhaps. That IS depressing.

It went in and out of that third person perspective where you're looking down at everything from above 'cause you're playing Pokemon, which is inconvenient because it's kinda hard to look at your hands from that angle. heehehhehehehhe. okay im going back to sleep x.x

I cant remember how long I was asleep for but I could hear my little brother squeeling with joy in the living room. I fell asleep and had a false awakening in my bed. My door was slightly open and there were two way bigger than normal puppies in my room. I got up to smell them and the first one was so frightened it wanted to run. But I wouldn't let it. I started petting it so that it would get used to me while I was thinking about how I would break this dog and establish dominance. I think before this dream fragment I was actually asleep, because I remember my dad coming in late at night, and saying "there now everything has been fed". And outside lying against his car was a dead bloody cow.

Also when I woke in the morning my brother was holding two little Greyhound puppies. So I guess thats where THAT dream came from.

15-03-2014
I actually did something I haven't done in more than 3 years. A WTBD. Woke up for. Bit around 8:20 and went back to sleep. In my dream I was in my living room wearing my chinese gown. I think it was raining outside and it was pitch black. Outside. I did an RC and became lucid. I was about to fly outside like I usually do but I suddenly stopped myself. It was so dark I was likely to lose my newfound lucidity. I stabilised a bit and remembered my self imposed task. Summon a sword. I got into a stance and kept trying to draw a sword from my side over and over but it just wouldn't work. Then I went to my bedroom and fetched a wooden bokken. As I brought it back I saw my father creepily come down the corridor. He said "huh?" As if I'd asked him something but I figured it was just to psyche me out.

Then we fought and I couldn't use the bokken because of the close range we where in. Then He turned into some character from prison break or something just as I pinned him down and crushed his throat with the sword. After that I think I saw season 4 of Prison break about to play on tv, then I had a phone call with my friend that I recorded and listened to afterwards, then I imagined what would happen if U2 was outside in the darkness and how I would use a torch to save them( weird). This pulled me into some dream where I was with three other assassins in the middle of a mission. We where running through a building eliminating targets one after another. I think we had all turned into Bleach captains. I was Kyouraku and one of us had just died. The other two ( who looked like Ukitake and that squad 1 lieutenant whose name I can never remember) turned around and attacked me. They looked very crazed like they were powered by a hollow. At first I was being attacked from their perspective and they came across as good. But then the scene was repeated from my perspective and they were possessed by something telling them to kill me to unlock some weird sort of power.

I had one big sword instead of Kyourakus usual two. It had an even longer curve at the end which I soon learned was good for disarming an opponent. So I disarmed the one captain and flew away (because theres no way I'm getting killed for nothing right) I could hear shurikens being thrown at me and the first ones hit me but I changed my flight path so the rest would miss. I had my two swords and as I landed on a wall I focused and used shunpo. [for anyone who hasn't watched Bleach this is called flash step, just google it] to get away from the other two quickly. I hadn't traveled that far a distance but the place I was at now resembled one of the fields at my old High school. I saw captain Kuchiki walking around and knew he would realise something was wrong. Right on cue he started realising something was wrong. Suddenly I was the Head captain and I faked his voice and spoke Japanese so it would be believable. I shouted for Kuchiki to come at once. He started running towards me but then I woke up.

Morning of March 16, 2014. Sunday.

Dream #: 17,254-04. Reading time: 1 min 15 sec.



I am unsure where I am living. I seem to be my present age, though I am also in a house with a character that looks like my father at certain times. Zsuzsanna is living here and maybe my mother. The house is somewhat like the one from Barolin Street.

I move a few of my belongings to maintain order. At one point, I see the furniture is in a different arrangement, and I am angry (although the rooms are tidy). I yell about how things have been changed and plan on moving everything back the way it was. It was my “father” that did this. (I have never yelled at my father in real life. We had a positive spiritual relationship.)

My “father” is varied each time, with his head an odd shape and with a different face. There is a scene where he resembles him more. His legs seem to grow thinner, and he may be having a fit. I ask him several times if he needs an ambulance.

Two couches, chairs, some of my belongings, and bookcases are in the center of a room in a pile. Zsuzsanna seems annoyed. He seems to have done it as an act against the criticism received from moving the furniture in the previous scene.

I am concerned about where everything is. There is a point where my “father” hits me but lightly, by punching my cheek, barely making an impact. (It seems to be the Barolin Street kitchen). (My father never hit me in real life.) I create a drama about a court case as the result of this action, asking Zsuzsanna to “call my lawyer.” (I never had a lawyer in real life.) I call my “father” a skinny “punk.” At this point, he seems much younger than me; a blonde Caucasian, barely older than a ninth-grader. His clothes change throughout as well.

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15.03.2014

Eating the Best Vanilla Popsicle while 100 Lemurs Come Out of a Van (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It almost feels as if I'm living several lives now to the point where I don't really worry too much on the absurdities that may occur when dreaming.

The dreaming environment is in the dead of night, and I'm following random dream characters in what feels to be a huge parking lot with many stores, strip malls, and such surrounding us. There seems to be some kind of enticing event coming up, and there are several Hispanic males that are gathering an audience for this.

Apparently, they're offering free vanilla popsicles, and there’s an option to buy a Chocolate Popsicle with vanilla inside for only $1. I just stick with the free option, and realized they’re going to release 100 light brown lemurs to go about in some kind of procedural circus act or something.

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15.03.2014

Hank Hill Gives Water Hose Advice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Ants reside in the backyard
>I get annoyed by them, trying to avoid them
>Hank Hill indirectly shows me how to drown them out by using one water hose, and then connecting another to the back of it to increase the spreading distance

>I water hose like a madman

There's a human boy who grew up with something not human and eventually fell in love, and now the nonhuman one is gradually becoming human. This is something he always wanted, but he's surprised because he expected it to be like flipping a switch, all or nothing; instead, human traits will appear for a while and gradually fade away again. Right now, the two of them are having a conversation about a friend of the human, named Michael, who the human's considering approaching - they have an open relationship, since they both believe it's important for the human to be close with other humans.

Two men, at least one a detective, are on the rooftop of a building in a city, talking about that Michael. They have some kind of personal grudge against that couple, and they have some plan to use Michael against them. One of them is assuring the other that the plan will work, they can trust Michael and he'll come through for them; they mention something about 11 o'clock. The human boy appears on top of the wall at the edge of the rooftop, looking a few years older than in the previous scene, and he tells them that he's "already taken the precaution of" killing Michael, in order to prevent Michael from killing him. Someone (I can't remember whether it was the boy or the detective; both sides agree on this point) makes a comment about how "before all of this," before Michael got involved with them, Michael would have been peacefully studying at this time of night.

As a disembodied observer, I get lost in a train of thought starting with that comment about studying and ending up thinking about disappearing cultural institutions, and then thinking about divination by lottery. With that last thought, I find myself at a shrine in the POV of the human boy from the previous scene. I intend to take a long trip, alone, but I needed to stop here first. There's a woman who works at the shrine performing divination by lottery, where there are small white balls containing messages from the deity of the shrine. The message she produces for me is "please do not go." I'm not surprised by this, and intend to leave anyway, regretfully; I only came here to say goodbye, though I intend to return someday. As the part of me in the mindset of the character is thinking all this, the observer side of me realizes that the deity of the shrine is the same nonhuman character from the earlier scenes.

6. Setting is my house but not IWL. I can’t sleep, so I go out into the livingroom. I’m sitting down and petting Spice when I notice a patch on his back is on fire! I take the white pillow that’s usually on mom’s bed and pat it out.

I look at him and see no trace of it, and I suddenly feel confused and question what I saw. Is it really possible for something like that to happen?

Perhaps a jump happens here, because I go back to my room with the living-room TV remote. There was something to do with my regular white pillow here, maybe I took the wrong one and had to go back to switch it?

I lie down in the dark in bed and turn on the TV. I think ‘it works, even though it’s for a different TV’. I briefly worry it’s too loud because others are sleeping, but let it go.

I turn it off after a bit because it’s useless, I wasn’t watching it. I see a brief light from the other room (guess I left the door open). I wonder what it is but then realize it must have been someone’s iPod Touch flashing on for a notification before going off.

In the morning, dad asks me if I left my blanket on the table. I’m confused and question him, and he hands me the blanket.

Inspirations: The fire comes from me glancing over a trigger in my dream palace. Pillow comes from the one I use as a prop as I go through my mind palace. TV probably comes from yesterday’s dream. iPod Touch flashing might come from me being blinded by car lights going by my room before bed.

Notes: I questioned the dream, woohoo! I also rarely dream about being in my house, real one or not. I’ve been doing the memory RC more, I wonder if that’s why. 8) I always truly question my surroundings, because it’s hard to forget how realistic dreams can be, and how easily your mind can give up on questioning things because of that. So I really push it, ‘what makes this reality and not a dream?’ and then once I RC, I say ‘it’s not a dream this time/yet so no excuse not to keep questioning’.

1. Trying to change the quality of the light, but it’s actually (grated) cheddar cheese floating down like snow…

2. Stirring a thick mixture of some food.

Inspiration: Lmao I have food on the brain lately because of all the cooking I’ve been doing! ‘Cheese’ probably comes from the scalloped potatoes the other day, ‘thick mixture’ from chocolate chip cheesecake dip, ‘changing the light’ from my nightly routine of watching my eyelids and trying to change the lights. (It’s a great way to drift off.)

3. The Mugiwara from One Piece all trying out swords. It got to Chopper’s turn. I thought it was strange seeing them with the swords.

Inspiration: Just read the chapter (Thriller Bark arc) where the shadow in Luffy gives him the skill to use a sword! I thought it was weird because Luffy is such a hands on guy. XD

I was with a big group during SHTF. I went to scout a warehouse and suddenly a person appeared. Then, another one, and another one. They were questioning me and I thought they were gonna kill me. I had my yellow radio and while they weren't looking I pushed the pin. I yelled for help and my group burst in. Both groups got along and we made an even bigger group. We entered an Air Force installation and we explored it. I was going to get into one of the computers with my Air Force ID.

In my other dream, I was the hulk and was beating up a monster. Suddenly a monster mutation starts attacking me. I run because I can't kill it or even hit him but then I find out I can so I start fighting him. We jump from rooftops to rooftops and scale buildings while fighting. He is able to regenerate health. When he's low, he starts running and I chase him down. I transform into a car to catch up to him and then kill him when I do.