non-lucid

I really need to work on not losing the dream 1 minute after I become lucid.

Something didn't feel right. I looked at my hands and saw that I was dreaming. I was in my house at night time, and wanted to go outside so that I could go explore. The dream was pretty unstable so I stared at my hands for quite awhile to try to stabilize. I went to the door to the garage and I was afraid that opening a door would make me wake up so I just walked right through it. Then I was in my garage and the garage door was closed so I walked through that as well but then I woke up.

I was learning about WWII by actually being there and seeing some of it happen. Apparently there was a big flood that trapped thousands of soldiers who drown. Hmm, never read about that one in history books.

I was with a girl in my room who I've never met before but it was like we were friends already. I went into my mom's room and she was slurring her words and stumbling around. I got mad at her for being drunk so I yelled, "FUCK YOU!" like five times. She didn't respond. I thought of how my new year's resolution was to be a good person and realized I was kind of failing at that by swearing at my mom. Oh well. I went back into my room and was crying and I think my "friend" was trying to comfort me.

Two gay men who looked alike and dressed exactly the same were making out on my kitchen floor

Woke up with the song "Sweater Weather" playing in my head.

On the first day of New Years my Dream Guide gave to me: 1 dream, 2 dream fragments, 4 False Awakenings, 2 short lucids, and a partrige in a pear tree. (Just kidding about the last one).

I hardly EVER have false awakenings. This is probably only about my 3rd time having them in all my time practicing lucid dreaming(which is about 7 years). I would always browse the forums and wonder why there were so many threads related to that. Well now I know..

I was with my sister and we were in the car listening to music on my laptop. We got to a store and I left my laptop in the car with the music still playing and the windows down(What a stupid thing to do) and I didn't lock the car. Then we went inside the store and a few minutes later I realized that I probably should have locked the car. So I went back out side, and sure enough the car is gone. I get out my phone and call 911. I was actually kind of happy that it got stolen because my car is a piece of crap and so is my laptop and I wanted to get a new one.

-fragment about getting Aubrey for secret santa and trying to figure out what to get her

-fragment about getting a galaxy bath bomb for christmas and being very happy about it


-False awakening in which my mom was by my bed telling me something

-False awakening where there was an officer at my bed and I thought he was probably there to talk about my stolen car(from previous dream) but it was super fuzzy, then I "woke up"

-I had another false awakening and I knew I was dreaming because everything was fuzzy. I looked at my hands to stabilize and then got out of bed and walked down the hallway, but everything became so fuzzy that I couldn't see.

-So I "woke up" AGAIN and it didn't feel like real life so I looked at my hands, and sure enough I was still dreaming. This time I could see clearly. I got out of bed again and walked to my living room. It was like somebody had turned the saturation up because everything was so colorful and sharp. I was going to try my goal of flying to space but instead was like, "fuck it, I'm going to have sex."(which I've never done lucid). So I went outside and looked for a guy. There were so many women walking down the street. One of them was dressed like Snooki and was wearing pants and a purple bra and had huge boobs. Finally, I saw a man. He was really good looking. He started walking towards me and he began to take his shirt off but then I woke up.

This is my fourth night of remembering dreams in a row! hip hip hooray
-I wrote in my daily Waking Journal last night. I don't know if that's what's helping me or if I'm just naturally getting better at recalling dreams.

I was in a gay relationship with an old friend, S. We only went out once and I don't think we ever kissed or anything. Before that, I told AP I was gay and she was very accepting. But I wasn't actually gay, I was just pretending to be in a relationship with this girl because I couldn't find the right guy. S was actually really nice and I think she really liked me.

It had been quite awhile since we first went out and I hadn't really talked to her since. I felt kind of bad about that. We both had these mini journals that we would write in. I found a pencil in my closet that looked like it was from kindergarten. But then I looked at the date and it said 1998 and I thought no, I was older than that back then(but now that I think about it, I was actually 6 years old back then, kindergarten age). Anyways, I sneaked a peek at S;s journal and it mentioned how she was feeling lonely, probably because I wasn't talking to her. So I took the pencil and wrote something in my journal, like that I did care about her, and drew flowers by it.

Sometime in between this dream, I was with my sister and it was Christmas Day(it IS Christmas Day!) in the morning. The parents had gone for a bike ride and we were waiting to open presents so we went to Starbucks. It was an outdoor Starbucks and it was very crowded. While waiting in line, Steph said she was going to get a chocolate frapp with double chocolate syrup and whip cream(or something like that). She told me that she ordered a book on ebay with all the secret Starbucks recipes you could order.

Then it went back to the S dream. I was meeting S for a date and I have my drink in hand, which was some kind of frapp. We were walking towards each other on each side of these benches that had overgrown grass and flowers by them. It was kind of a pretty scene. I woke up before I could sit down.

I woke up with the song "Holland Road" by Mumford and Sons playing in my head. The "ahh ahh ah ahhh... if you believe in me I'll still believe" part was playing.

Merry Christmas!

3rd night in a row remembering my dreams! I'm on a roll!
wrote in waking journal & drank apple juice last night

-I was in math class. Danielle missed the first days of class so she wanted me to teach her. I was trying to learn up to chapter 3 in the math book.
-I saw two famous youtubers outside the library. Also saw an old man, not dressed for winter, rollerblading on the path even though there was snow on the ground.

It was Christmas Eve(it is Christmas Eve!). My mom wanted me to go to the store to get frosting for some reason. So I went to Pick N Save and picked up some vanilla frosting. When I got to the checkout, the checkout lady acted like I was applying for a job there and told me I would have to take a quiz and have good social skills. She was wearing a Winter Park t-shirt and I was wondering why since we were in my hometown, not up north. A man dressed in all black came up to me and said he wanted to come over. I'd never met him before and I just wanted to get away from him. I told him we were having family over for dinner at 6(also true in RL). It was currently 5:30. My mom showed up and it seemed like she didn't mind him coming over, although he ended up not following us home. Now it was my mom, Aunt MJ, grandma, and some other people and they were all walking home from the store. We were going the wrong way. "Where are we going?" I asked. A few of them just raised their hand in the air instead of answering me. I thought that was rude. I asked again, annoyed. My mom told me we were going a different way that was less slippery for grandma. OKay then.

Then I appeared on a small wooden boat. Someone there was telling me to play violin, even though I've never played before. I began setting it up and my friends appeared(Allie P. and someone else). We all started rocking the boat and it wouuld flip over and then flip back. One time it flipped over and we were all trapped underwater, but we were all still laughing and having fun. But this time the boat didn't flip back over and instead started sinking. We made it to the surface. I tried to swim back down to get my purse but it sank down too deep.

I woke up with the some "Weaknesses" By Blue October playing in my head.

Wow, two nights in a row of remembering dreams! yay! I wrote in my daily journal last night, so maybe that really is helping.
I'm thinking of finally changing the font color of lucids since they're kinda hard to read. But I don't want to go through and change every single one, so I'm not sure. Too lazy.

I was in the bathroom at a huge hotel taking a shower when my hand started to feel funny. I looked down and saw that one of my fingers was short. The top half was missing and it was a stub. I was dreaming. It felt so real and vivid that it took me awhile to believe that. I was really excited so I stared at my hands to stabilize and then stared at the wall. I could see so much detail in everything. I went outside the bathroom and into the main lobby of the hotel. The ceiling was about 8 stories high so I decided to fly up. I spread my arms and began "swimming" up. I went really fast.(Usually it takes me a long time to get high.. haha get high.. you know what I mean). I made it to the ceiling and then floated back down. I wasn't sure what to do next so I decided to go outside and explore. Then I lost it.

I was in high school in Ms. Red-Head's English Class(I forgot her name. The senior year teacher). Some girl in the class had written a book that we were discussing. We were sitting in a huge circle of desks and I was next to Niki, who also wrote a book. I got rid of my copy of the book we were looking at because, frankly, I just didn't give a shit. I tossed Niki's book across the room to these two girls because I wanted more people to hear her book instead of the other girl's. The teacher found out that someone had tossed a book across the room and asked who it was. Several students pointed at me and I raised my hand, looking guilty. The teacher then told me to gather up my stuff and choose a room to sit quietly in. I chose a room that was connected to the classroom. I was actually quite happy to leave the class. There was a couch in the room and I began to set up my computer on it. I realized I didn't have a copy of the book we were discussing.
"Can I have a book?" I asked.
"That will be 3 dollars and 14 cents," the teacher replied.

-fragment at my house offering Dani if she wants bagels and cream cheese because she was hungry

-at some point I heard God's voice saying, "Come with me."

I drank Apple Juice and I wrote a daily journal to help with my dream recall. I think it helped, considering that I haven't been able to remember any dreams from the past two days. Most of these are just fragments, but hey, there's four of them. And it's better than nothing.


I was a black man forced into the army in WWII. I just remember being really scared.

I was in the silver car with Niki heading somewhere. The roads were snowy. We were going down a hill and I lost control and the car flipped on it's side for a second then flipped back. No one was hurt. A bunch of snow got in the car and I tried to pick it up and shake the snow out or something.

I was in the high school just peering in one of the rooms. Everyone had a huge knit rug they were working on.

Since I didn't have a job or anything, my parents forced me into joining the army. Niki was also forced by her mom. I really, really did not want to go. I think I was almost crying at a few points. I complained to Niki, "we're not good at anything. We're just gonna end up being cooks or cleaning the bathrooms." and a man near me said something like, "hey, the army needs those kinds of people. There's nothing wrong with being a cook," and then I felt bad for saying that. I was packing very slowly and wondering how I would be ready to leave in a few hours. I don't think I actually ever made it there.

what's up with all these army dreams? I think it's from reading Unbroken..

starting to remember more dreams!

I was ice skating on this huge outdoor rink. I was having a blast doing all kinda of spins and tricks. I was even doing flips. It felt effortless. I was out there for about an hour and then went back to my car. It was super windy, and the wind had blown over a trash can and there was trash everywhere. When I started driving my car, it started smoking and making weird noises. I remembered that it was broken and wondered why I had picked that car to drive(it had just broken down in RL). I picked up Niki and we were going to go to Taco Bell but we never made it there.

I was dropped off at this building with a bunch of people my age. I realized that I forgot my shoes so I was walking in bare feet. I didn't have my phone to call my parents so I asked a girl if I could borrow hers. She looked at me weird and was kind of nervous and told me no. I wasn't sure what we were there for, just that it was something important. We entered this huge outdoor theater. We were sitting down when I saw this massive bird, that I thought was an eagle, land on a tree branch. I got my phone out(somehow I had it now) and took a picture of it. I was going to try to send it to someone but I didn't want anyone to see I was using my phone in the theater because that is rude. So I guess we were supposed to be reviewing this new movie, although there was no screen in the room, just movie theater chairs ourdoors in a jungle. Then I realized that this "eagle" was actually a Pterodactyl. It took off flying towards me and I freaked out, but it just soared over my head. Then a bigger dinosaur appeared, a land one(not sure which kind). This was no movie.. this was a dino death trap! The dinosaur was stomping around chasing people. Me and Ali snuck off to this little bathroom to get away. She was feeling scared and sick. I was sitting on the edge of a bathtub with my feet in cold water and asked if she wanted to join me since it might help her feel better. She declined. We did not go back out.

-Fragment about up north with TPLSG
-Fragment about trying to catch the bus to high school(really, still having high school dreams 3 and 1/2 years later!?). Paula was the bus driver. I feel like I always have this dream.

I am so freaking horrible at remembering my dreams..

the other day I was having a really emotional dream and was crying in it and realized I was dreaming and tried to summon somebody but it didn't work.

I was with my sister dressed up with armor and guns. There was this car and people in it started shooting. My sister thought it was cool but I didn't. I ran to the side of the car and shot through the window, getting shot several times in the process. I dropped to the ground and somehow didn't die or feel any pain

I woke up, got out of bed, and a friend came over to pick up something. I went back to my room and fell asleep again. Had some dream about the past. Eventually realized I was dreaming but it was very unstable. I spun around like crazy but it didn't work and I woke up. Actually not sure if I woke up or not, but I remembered trying to FILD and next thing I know I wake up in my room in the middle of the night. Something seems strange. It feels like I transported back in time, maybe to a few years ago, even though most of the scenery is the same. I must be dreaming. I look at my hands. They're fine at first but I look long enough and I only see 4 fingers. Instead of spinning to stabilize, I look at a book on my bookshelf for a few seconds. Everything is extremely vivid and clear. I can see so many details in everything and it's really sharp. I think to myself "I hope this is going to be a long dream." The first thing I do is try to find someone. I think of Andrew, turn around to see him but he's not there. I close my eyes this time, open them, he's not there. I imagine him in my closet. I open the door, he's not there. I give up and decide to go outside and go try flying since I can't think of anything else to do. As soon as I exit my room I wake up.

This is my first lucid in a long time

I say this every time but I haven't posted in forever. I've been having really vivid dreams lately and I think it's from the new vertigo med I'm on. I'm really enjoying them, although they can be a bit strange. And I can never remember them when I wake up. So I'm just going to post this one since it was.. umm... yeah.

don't remember the beginning of this one. All I remember was walking into the bathroom and finding an old friend in the bathtub trying to drown herself. I ran towards her as fast as I could but it was like slow motion. I jumped in the tub and pulled her out and put my arms around her. She was crying. "It's alright," I kept saying. I yelled for x friend to tell friend in bathtub's mom and I think she did. Sometime after that she was feeling better and we were hanging out doing something I can't remember. Eventually her mom came.

well I suppose I'll post another one from last night. I was in Walmart searching for Christmas presents for everyone. I found a bunch of cheap Knick Knacks for TPLSG goodie bags and a fish book for my dad. Then there was a race starting for people to pick up things for a dollar, which was mostly candy. The race started and I got a huge bag of m&ms for that price. It was a steal. The end.

I was in a huge house having a good time(don't remember what I was doing) until something happened that made people turn on each other. I was with this guy who kept killing other guys and hiding the bodies in an elevator, which was covered in urine and vomit. Apparently this fight started when a space craft went down(not sure exactly what happened). So there was a lot of fighting. And in the final fight, it was 2 against 2. We were throwing stuff at each other and one of the things was liquid cyanide. I got sick of fighting and decided I couldn't take it anymore. I ran away and grabbed a bottle of cyanide and dripped some into my mouth and went into the house. A girl who was fighting saw me and told the others and they all ran to find me. I went down this super long hallway and stood behind a sculpture. I then started to drink more of the cyanide until the people caught up with me. One guy stuck his hand down my throat and made me puke it up. Hey, at least it made them stop fighting, right? The end.

I don't know why I keep having dreams about high school since I was in high school THREE years ago..

I was back in high school. For a project, we had to create a game board. Me, Niki, Brittany, and Dani(?) were in a group together and we used me and Niki's monopoly game that we had already created(in RL). We colored purple on the center and put different colored dots. I looked at the final result and realized we had painted over the creepy mr. monopoly man that had originally been drawn on the center. It was time for the class to present our projects and before the bell rang, I went to my locker but realized I didn't know the combination. I went to ask the teacher(Mr. Bobby-osh!) if I could go down to the office and ask them for my combo. He said okay, so I went to the office and told the lady. The lady was black and had shoulder length curly black hair. She told me she needed my debit card so I gave that to her, and then she made everything super complicated and in the end she said she couldn't give me my combo. I got mad and told her that the office downstairs would definitely give me my combo and be a lot nicer than her. So I went downstairs and asked them and they were nice about it, but for some reason I still didn't get my combo. At one point the sprinklers went off and everyone downstairs got soaked. I went back upstairs and when I passed the mean black lady she said something to mock my religion, to which I said, "Jesus is the son of God and you can't make me believe otherwise." I went to my locker and then the combination just came to me. 4-8-58. Usually in dreams numbers are messed up, but I could open my locker just fine. Then I went to class and saw that 45 minutes had passed. We never got to present.

I waited for the light to turn green and then started walking across the intersection. Cars were passing me going straight, but out of no where a car came from the other side of the intersection that had the red light and it ran right through the light and hit me. I was laying on the ground and a male cop came up to me. I was bleeding out on the street. Instead of waiting for an ambulance to come, he put me in his car and started racing towards the hospital. He kept talking to me to keep me calm and asked me questions. As we got closer to the hospital, I was fading. He asked me what 7 times 3 was to make sure I was still fully conscious. I was confused and answered 24. He was very worried about me and he kept telling me to hold on. He then held my hand the rest of the way there. When we got to the hospital, he carried me and rushed me to the emergency room where the nurses took me away. As I was being treated, the dream was focused on him instead of me. He was in the waiting room talking with other people and worrying about me. A nurse finally came and told him that I would be okay. I just couldn't get over how kind and caring he was towards me, how he held my hand and talked calmly to me. He was a complete stranger yet he cared so much about me.

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I know my posts are getting shorter and shorter. My dream recall is getting worse from not practicing. :/

Me and Niki were in my front yard at night time and we watched as a plane flew across the sky. For some reason, I had a bad feeling. But it passed over us and I let out a sigh of relief, when, it turned around and headed straight for us. I shouted, "I love you best friend!" and next thing I know Niki is dead and I'm still alive.

short dream

I was inside my house and I looked out the front window and saw a man with a rope around his neck, the rope tied to the tree in my front yard. He was ready to hang himself. I ran outside to him and yelled "Dont!" and he said something like, "but I don't want to live anymore" and I was going to try to talk him out of it but I realized that I had no idea what to say.. but apparently I figured something out because he didn't go through with it.

I wish I remembered more of this dream

I was standing on the shore of an ocean. it was foggy and I was looking out to sea. I don't remember this but I think I went out as far as I could and drowned (on purpose?). I was then in space, something guiding me (God?) and we zoomed throughout the universe. I saw stars and galaxies and it was amazing. Then I appeared in this room full of guitars. Some of them had broken strings. They represented people's lives. Then, I asked if there was a place to go rollerblading in heaven. I appeared outside on a smooth tarmac and there was this girl rollerblading like an ice skater. I joined her and it was fun