non-lucid

Four dreams (no lucid ones), so let's get this started!

First dream:

I was part of a group. We were all dressed in old, dirty clothes. We kept walking around, but the streets were abandoned. Finally, a guy, who was our leader, said that we should go to "the place". Many people were against that, but I agreed with him. In the end, we were the majority, and we started walking to "the place".

When we got there, it was an abandoned town and it was night, very dark. Our leader pointed to an old ship, made of wood, in the middle of the street. That's where we were supposed to go. Many of the men said again how against they were about this whole thing. The rest of us, still the majority, told them to suck it up and come with us already.

We entered the ship as quietly as possible. There were zombies walking slowly there. They didn't notice us at first, so we moved slowly and quietly, going to the place where they had kept their food before they became zombies. One of the guys tripped and fell, making the zombies notice us. We split into two groups. One that was getting the food, and one that was fighting off the zombies. I was in the second group, and we lost many people. We finally managed to get out of the ship with the food.

I looked up and saw many little boys watching us from old buildings. They were hiding there, and they seemed to be starving. Our leader told us we had to take them with us, as it was our obligation to make sure that our world, as fucked up as it was, still had a future.

I woke up.

Second dream:

I was walking with my ex. We were at this weird place, it looked a bit like a fair, except that we were also staying (as in, "living") there and we had classes to go. She was being a bitch (as usual), saying that she wanted to be with me, without telling others. I told her that high school was done a long time ago and that I'd not accept that kind of relationship again.

I left her and found this weird "class"/activity, where people had to pretend they were in a space ship in a very important mission. Our job was to play the part of the crew of the space ship, and our grades would be on our acting skills. The "teacher" didn't like me because I got there late, so he said I'd go first.. I sat down next to a guy (who I know, but only online) and we got ready for our mission. There was a screen in front of us and we watched as some of our fake colleagues were killed.

The teacher looked at me and told me to react. I looked back at the screen, raised my arm and shouted "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" The simulation ended and the screen started giving me grades on my performance. Everything was pretty average (there were about five items), but the final grade was "VERY GOOD!", so I turned to the teacher and smirked.

He said the machine was probably a bit broken, but fine, I had passed. Then he told the guy next to me that it was his turn. The huge screen started showing a new scene, where our space ship was broken. The teacher told the guy to react, so he got up and tried to shut the door of the fake space ship... and he broke it, including the machine that graded us and gave us the simulations. We all sat there in silence, not knowing what to do.

I woke up again.

Third dream:

I was living in a weird, tiny city. Everything was made of concrete and we had to share rooms, there were no houses. I shared my room with a girl I went to high school with, and, in my dream, I had a crush on her (she was one of the very few people I didn't hate in high school, but I never saw her that way).

I left and went to work, except that I never did go to work. I found the girl in the middle of the street and she confessed her feelings for me. We got together and it was pretty nice. Then, I told her that I had to go to work, but, again, I never really went to work. I just walked around aimlessly.

I went back to our room and she was there. We went to bed and cuddled. We talked a bit about random stuff, then I told her I had to get something from the bathroom. I left the room again, with no goal at all. I went back and she was crying. I hugged her and asked her what was wrong. She said that she didn't know, she had been having mood swings for a while now.

I somehow knew she was pregnant, and told her that. For some reason, we both knew it was my baby, even though we had started dating five minutes earlier. We were happy, though, so yay?

I woke up. I tried to WBTB and... had a FA (fourth dream):

I was in my bedroom, laying down on my bed. I got tired of trying to WBTB (), so I got up and decided to watch something on my computer. I started watching this weird film about a guy who worked at this swimming pool-ish kinda place.

Then, I was the guy. I kept having to clean the place and telling people to be careful, cause the floor was always wet. After a while, someone came in and told me that there were people planning on exploding a bomb in there. We ran out of there just as I saw fire coming from a corridor.

I was sad that my work had been destroyed and woke up.

And that's it...

I took a nap after lunch (siesta!) and had two crazy dreams.

I was home, in the living room. My mum said that my dad would be home soon, so I sat down and waited. Sure enough, he arrived, but he was weird. He looked like my dad and he acted like my dad, but I somehow knew it wasn't him. I got to him and said "tell me your name!", because I just knew that people can look like others, but they can't lie about their names. My fake-dad stuttered and tried to change the subject, so I let him walk a bit. I got behind him and broke his neck.

My mum was particularly cold about it, so I told her to tell me her name too. She told me I was being stupid. I was going to attack her, but then my real parents showed up (I knew it was them) and they told me I had to be careful, because those fake-people had super powers. My fake-mum disappeared. I cursed and told them we had to go after them. They told me to sit down, because they had something to tell me.

As I sat down, many fake-parents showed up and we were fighting them. The living room was absolutely destroyed, and then I woke up.

Second dream, I was in this very dark, old building. I was going to have dinner with a kid, I wasn't me. I was a fifteen-year-old girl, but the kid was like ten. Still, "I" was treating him like this was a date (so damn disturbing). Then, many people entered the room, it was like a restaurant.

The kid got angry cause he had to help (he worked there, I guess, even though he was a child?) so I told him it was okay, I could wait. I ended up helping too, and it wasn't that bad. I sat down for a while to wait for him, then this weird couple entered and sat down. The woman was looking around, suspicious. Another woman entered the room and I became her.

As this other woman, I knew that the couple were dangerous, especially the woman. The woman was a witch and she was going to kill me. I quickly used my powers, as I was also a witch now, and destroyed one of the walls. It was night and windy outside. The couple got up, ready to get me. I looked down and knew I could fly... not because I knew it was a dream, but because I knew I was a witch. I jumped and flew away.

I was back to being the fifteen-year-old girl. The kid showed up and asked me what had happened. I told him "witch stuff" and asked him to finish his work soon. He agreed and left. I woke up.

Two dreams and one fragment...

First dream:

I was talking to this guy. His style was kinda punk and he had the whole "don't fucking mess with me" attitude going on. We were at his work, he looked like a retail clerk. Someone asked for his help, so he left and forgot his camera. I took it and started looking at his pictures. They were gorgeous and very artistic. He had taken pictures of flowers, trees and old couples hugging.

The guy came back and saw me with his camera. I turned to him and said "wow, I had forgotten you ARE able to be sweet sometimes". He chuckled and offered me a notebook with some of his pictures and there were drawings too. I accepted it, put it in my bag and told him I had to go.

When I walked out of the store, I was on the subway. I sat down and I was watching the people around me. Then, I realised it was my station already. I tried to get up, but my bag got stuck between two seats. I panicked, cause I HAD to get off on that station, but I was also afraid of ruining his notebook.

Finally, I was able to get my bag out of it and I jumped out of the train, right in time. I sighed in relief and... woke up.

Second dream:

I was driving and my friend was on the passenger's seat. He was talking about something, but I wasn't paying attention because I wan't sure WHERE I was. Then, he touched my shoulder and said that we had to turn right. I saw a gas station and a street right after it, so I said "okay".

Then, he was like "nooo, it was there!" and he pointed at a building before the gas station. I put the car in reverse and a huge truck was behind me. The driver went to the lane next to us and I was expecting them to honk at me and shout/curse, but... nothing. They did pretty much throw the truck back to our lane right in front of my car, though, as if saying "PA SOME FUCKING ATTENTION", but I was surprised that they didn't say anything.

I parked the car at the gas station, in front of the building. My friend thanked me and said that I didn't have to wait, that his dad would come and pick him up. I told him I didn't mind waiting, so he thanked me again and said that his dad would then take him to my house on the weekend.

He got out of the car and I realised he was going to the doctor. I got mad, cause that meant I'd have to wait for a long time. I got out of the car too and there were two other cars parked there. In one of them, there were two people making out. Then, I saw about R$30 on the floor. I took the money and started looking around, pretending to be looking for someone (I was in fact hoping nobody had seen me). The woman in the third car saw me and she waved at me. I went over to her and she said her name was Caroline. The money had a note with her name on it, so I gave the money to her and went to the convenience store of the gas station, pissed off for not having the money.

I got in there and I was hungry. I decided I'd take LOTS of snacks, diet be damned. I was cursing and being all "screw that I have to lose weight, I'm going to eat everything I want to eat, I just lost R$30!"

I woke up (and I was hungry).

Fragment:

My dog had blisters all over his body. I didn't know what to do, although he didn't seem to be in pain. Still, I was really freaked out.

Two nights ago, I had this very long dream about running away from vampires who were also zombies. It was... confusing haha

Last night, I had lots of dreams, but I can't remember them very well. I know there were vampires, I remember my cousin being there. Hmmm... and I woke up with "Sweet Child O' Mine" in the tune of Silvelchair's "Miss You Love". Go figure.

I had a somewhat frustrating dream... I was in a car and I think my parents were there too... one of them was driving. I can remember the road very clearly. Then, the car turned into a bus and I was talking to a woman I know online. She's a very good friend of mine and she was there with her son (she has two, but only the youngest was there). She's from Czech Republic, so it was hard talking to her, I could feel that my English was kinda bad, but we still managed to talk for a while. Then, she said it was her stop. I told her that sick children deserve at least three balls of ice cream when they get better (in real life, her youngest son has just gotten out of the hospital).

They left and that's when I realised I was lost. I somehow knew I was in Chile, but the people inside the bus were speaking another language. Sounded a bit like Swedish, I think. Definitely not Spanish. I figured that it was okay. If I stayed in the bus, I'd get to a big bus station, since all buses end up there, and from there, I could find a bus to take me to... I couldn't remember the name of the city where I was supposed to go. I kept thinking it was Lima, and then having to tell myself that Lima is in Peru.

A guy sat next to me and he was Brazilian. I quickly took his arm and asked him what the name of the big city in Chile was. He was like "uh... Santiago?" and I was all "YES THANK YOU", and then I used my phone to get a plane ticket to Santiago. The site was a mess, I found lots of links, but none of them were right for me (there was one for getting a plane ticket to London, for example).

So yeah, basically, I was lost the whole dream. On the bright side, I was always looking at the road and the scenery, it was all very pretty. Who knew that my version of Chilean countryside was so gorgeous!?

Whoa! Another lucid dream in less than 24 hours! :O I'm on fire!

I was taking a shower in a weird bathroom. Then I got out of it and I was like "huh? Where am I? Oh, this is so a dream!" I used the "open the door and the person you want to see will be there" technique to summon someone and had a nice sex dream. No details, a gentleman never kisses and tells.

Low quality lucid dream!

I woke up a few times this morning only to find out I was still dreaming. So when I did wake up for good, I did a reality check... and found out I had NOT woken up for good! The problem is that finding out I was dreaming put me in a sleep paralysis kinda state... I couldn't move and I felt my whole body vibrating. I told myself I was dreaming and that I could control everything. I tried to float and I could feel it almost happening, but I didn't have enough control.

I decided to summon someone. I figured that, if I had someone there talking to me, I might snap out of it. I started mentally calling Lea Michele. It didn't work, but suddenly a man and a woman entered the room. They pointed at me and they were talking about how interesting it was to see someone dreaming knowing it was a dream. They were like scientists and they kept writing down stuff while looking at me, as if they were studying me.

When they said "I wonder what someone who knows they're dreaming can do in a dream", I finally was able to move. I got up and said "You wanna know what I can do? THIS!" and I threw myself against the wall. I went through it and started flying outside. Then, I went through the wall again, back to the room. They were all impressed and I told them I wasn't done yet.

I tried to call Lea again, but I was already losing lucidity. I was, again, incapable of saying anything and I could only think of her name. After a while, it was like I was looking at an internet browser. A new tab was opened and a picture of Lea Michele showed up. I got frustrated and I wanted to say that I wanted to see her for real, but I still couldn't speak.

Then I lost lucidity completely.

Still, it was interesting.

I had a crazy, vivid dream last night!

I was in a prison, but they were telling us to go outside and get on a bus. I was a little worried because I had no shoes, just some weird flip-flops, but then I shrugged and didn't care much about it, since... well, I'd be inside the bus anyway.

Anyway, the bus was going really fast and it felt pretty dangerous, even though I was having lots of fun. When it finally stopped, my dad entered the bus and gave me some money. I told him I'd be back later. I left the bus and the guards of the prison were saying that I couldn't go too far because we'd leave soon. I told them to text me before they left and I'd be back. They were like "you don't have a phone, you were in prison" and I laughed at them and showed them my phone.

I started walking and I knew I had to find a guy from my high school. I entered a building, found myself in a corridor with a door. I opened it and I was outside again, but it was very foggy. I got ready for the cold temperature, but then I realised it was sand. A truck was coming my way and it was bringing more sand, so I went back to the building.

I went to the other way and found the guy I was looking for. He was at a table with other people. I sat down and felt really out of place (I was never friends with any of those people in real life). They said it was time to go to back to the prison, so we got up and went to the bus.

When I walked inside the bus, I found myself in the prison already. There was a girl there I only know online, but she was inside a stall. Her father (who I don't know, have never seen before in my life) was there too and he was crazy. He wanted to kill everybody and he had a knife on his hand. I managed to make him drop it with my awesome ninja skills, and then I threatened him with my spoon. He surrendered, but he was faking it. He almost took the knife again and I was shouting to the girl to come out of the stall or else I'd have to kill her father.

She finally left and they hugged. He agreed that he had done something bad, so he was locked into another stall. This stall had a hole on the floor, like a well, and he was left there. Since the crisis was over, I went back to my initial worry in the dream: my shoes. I decided to make new flip-flops for myself.

To this whole dream, I have one thing to say: wtf? It was VERY vivid, though...

I didn't get much sleep (less than five hours), but I had one long dream that was crazy as hell.

My mum had told me I had to go on this trip, it was very important and I had to pack a bunch of different clothes (because I'd go through super cold and super hot places). I agreed to it and she told me to stay somewhere else other than our house the night before the trip. Again, I agreed to it.

Before I left to the apartment she had found me to spend the night, I had to have dinner with my family. It was the family from my father's side of the family and I think one of my great-aunts was saying that she was too old and was going to die soon. Somehow, I didn't care that much about that.

As I was having dinner, my cousin from my mother's side of the family sent me a message saying I could spend the night at her place. I said I'd love to, but when I left the dinner, I ended up going to the apartment my mother had told me to go.

The apartment only had one room, it was huge. There were windows everywhere (no walls, just windows), but no furniture. It was obviously very old and abandoned, the front door was one of those doors that run to the side, and on the back of it, there were stairs, so pretty much anybody could walk in. For some weird reason, I had no shirt on and I thought it was hilarious that people on the outside could see my boobs (even though I was on a high floor). One of the people outside went upstairs and he also thought it was hilarious I had no shirt on. We talked and he had boobs too, but he also had beard. I asked him how long he had been on hormones and he said only four months. I was happy to have found another trans guy.

Outside, I saw a group of guys who had also seen us. They came upstairs and I was very afraid of them. The trans guy and I picked up stuff we had found on the floor and hit the guys and we ran outside. I got inside a car by myself, no idea what happened to the guy, and there was a woman there too. I told her I'd drive while she handled the "challenges". There were three challenges and, as one person would drive, the other had to press the buttons on the radio. There were three buttons, one for each challenge.

The second challenge was a girl who looked like the girl from The Ring. She was in the middle of the street and all I had to do was drive by her and the woman next to me had to press the button for the next challenge. She didn't, and so it was game over for us. I got mad and told her to get out of the car, since I'd have to start it all over again because she had messed up.

When she left the car, I moved to the passenger's seat and two guys entered the car, along with a girl. One of the guys was my cousin. They started driving back to "my" apartment, and then my cousin went to the backseat (...he was sitting between the driver's seat and passenger's seat... and my cousin is HUGE!) with the girl. I noticed she was kinda passed out, but he wanted to have sex with her anyway. I got freaked out cause that was rape.

The police stopped our car and everybody was gone except me and the guy who was driving. They checked our IDs (and that included my cousin's and the girl's), and mine said "probably a mistake", as in I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. That got me relieved, but then the guys who had invaded my apartment found me again and I had to run. The guy who had been driving the car started shooting them and I got inside my building right as one of the guys got his head shot. It was not pretty.

When I finally got to my apartment, there were two people there, one of them used to work in my high school. They were talking about how they had found a passed out girl outside of my apartment. They opened the door and the girl who had been with my cousin was laying on the floor and she looked dead. It was terrifying.

I had way too many dreams last night and I'm late for something, so I'll just write down summaries.

Birthday party of an ex of mine. She was talking to my mum and it was awkward. My cousin was there and she said my mum had told her that she (my mum) was fake. Weird.

I was in my high school, but it wasn't really my high school. The school places were connected by an underground tunnel. The tunnel had a few "rooms", where you could eat and stuff.

I was in an abandoned place, looked a bit like a supermarket, but they were having classes there. I walked up to someone and told them I couldn't see things straight in my dream (I knew it was a dream, but AGAIN... didn't get lucid/take control), like I couldn't open my dream left eye. A woman dragged me to a room and said "you can't go around saying stuff like that out loud! You're a dream guide now, what will people think about us if one of our dream guides can't even SEE in their dreams!?" I was torn between feeling ashamed and thinking that she was overreacting.

Last dream, I kept waking up and going back to the same dream. I again knew it was a dream and I changed some stuff, but not really lucid. I was trying to have sex with a girl, but we kept finding ourselves inside of abandoned buses, with zombies about to "get back to life". Whenever that happened, I'd change the scenario around us, but I didn't get lucid. Nor did I have sex with her.

Okay, so maybe I didn't have WAY too many dreams as I had first thought... but I did remember four dreams, so yay. I guess I really did get my dream recall back!

Went back to bed and had TWO dreams! Take that, dream recall dry spell!

The first dream was incredibly long. I was driving and it was raining a lot. There was a girl that was helping me, saying where I should turn, etc. She wasn't there with me, though, I could only hear her voice. Then, I couldn't hear her anymore. I stopped the car and got out of it. People were running and shouting. I looked around and saw a huge tsunami coming my way.

For some reason, I was on the floor and I saw a ship coming right at me, being dragged by the tsunami. I thought "well, I'm going to die and wake up, then", followed by "hold on, if this is a dream, I'll just magically climb the ship, like Legolas on LOTR" and... even though I acknowledged it was a dream AND used it to my advantage, not once did I gain lucidity or took control of the dream. BUT the plan worked and I took the ship for myself.

I was on that high place on ships (no idea what the name is in Portuguese, let alone in English) and I was controlling it, taking it to a house. I got there and started looking for the girl that had been helping me. I could hear voices and I knew I wasn't welcome there. People referred to me as a vampire.

I got a bit desperate and left the house. Outside, on the back of the house, my family was having a feast. But they were taking all the food and getting ready to leave. I found the girl and we were planning on having sex later.

Hmm... it sounds kinda short now, but it felt like a whole day in the dream.

The second dream IS short. But it's about DV!

Someone had complained that there were eight members who weren't supposed to be posting on Dream Interpretation. He said those eight people were just members and they were doing it all wrong. I was one of the members and I apologised and said I would just stick with commenting on dream journals. I woke up pretty sad, thinking that I was doing a bad job all around.

And that's it!

Had a super long dream last night, but sadly... I didn't write anything down and now I don't remember much.

I know that there was a lot of driving, a lot of running around, my parents, my cousins, sex with Lea Michele (best part of the dream ) and some fighting/end of the world stuff. You know, the usual.

Had two dreams last night/this morning...

I was home and it was night. The house was definitely not my house, it looked like a mansion. In fact, my window's view was this super awesome swimming pool and the garage. Anyway, I was hanging out with Ellen Page (but she wasn't THE Ellen Page in my dream, she was just a girl I was hanging out with) and I wanted to kiss her, but I was afraid she'd reject me.

We were talking and then we did kiss, it was quick, but sweet. Then, my parents got home and we ran to my room (we were in the corridor? their bedroom? no idea), cause they couldn't know I had a girl home. We hid in my room and it was actually kinda fun.

Suddenly, we heard what sounded like a helicopter and I opened my window. I saw something that looked like a tiny fire capsule fall into the swimming pool and I was glad that it had fallen there, cause if it had fallen anywhere else, it'd have destroyed the house. But then the thing exploded (apparently, it was a bomb). The house started falling apart, I took Ellen Page's hand and thought that if we jumped to the corridor, we'd survive. When we jumped, though, the corridor was already falling part too and as I felt myself falling, I told my self to wake up.

In my other dream, I was in a car with my cousin. We were driving around and then I saw a police car. Then I realised I wasn't wearing the safety belt. I tried to put it on without being too obvious, but then I noticed that they were following us. They weren't cops anymore and I quickly shut the windows and the doors.

I drove as fast as possible, but then a light on the car's panel was on. I wasn't sure what it was, so I stopped at a cosmetic place (like, a waxing, manicure, etc place) because, for some reason, I knew the problem could be fixed with makeup.

My cousin and I walked inside and I started freaking out because I needed a tampon. I don't get my period in real life anymore, so I was confused to why I had it again there, but that was it. Once again, Ellen Page was there and we continued our sweet flirting. The lady who worked there told me they could help us with the car and then I woke up.

Had another dream before I finally got up...

I was called to this weird meeting by what I assume was a very special group, kinda like top secret. There were lots of people there. We were told we had different missions and that the first one to complete the one assigned to them would be welcome to be part of this very special group.

I was of course very excited about this, so I started running. I have no idea what my mission was, but I was in what looked like a rural area. There were lots of snakes on the ground (well, not lots, I must've seen about five), and it was night. I kept yelling "SNAAAKE" whenever I saw one, cause there were two girls who were sisters behind me. They didn't hear me, though. I didn't see it happening, but I thought that they'd end up stepping on one. But maybe they were lucky, who knows?

After that, I was in a bus. I was worried, cause I had to get to Alagoas, which is a state on the northeast of Brazil... and I l live far from there. As I was thinking that I'd never be the first one to complete the mission, since I was travelling by bus, I saw a map in front of me and it showed that Alagoas was in fact the state on my left and I was actually pretty close. I even thought "wow, I really suck at Geography!", but... nope. I mean, yes, I suck at it, but my brain really was lying to me there, Aloagoas IS really far from where I live, and definitely NOT where the map showed it.

I looked outside and suddenly I was on a plane, but flying just right above the road. I almost crashed the plane on the ground a couple times, but it all turned out all right... I wasn't me, though, I was someone from another group (it seems like I was the only individual trying to get into the special group, all the others were in groups).

And that was it.

My dream recall has been shit poor lately. Last night, though, I had a sorta lucid dream. I thought that flying would be cool AND it'd help me a lot in the dream... I had to go from one place to another and I also had to show people that I could get to the place. So I thought "I'll show them, all I have to do is fly and I know how to do that cause duh! I totally know how to fly in dreams!" So I did my "swimming in the air" technique and flew around quite a lot (the first time, though, I jumped and fell on my face ), so at least it was fun...