non-lucid

It started of as the first day of my digital cinematography class with M.S. (which I had already irl). Everyone accepted everything as normal but I realize after waking up that the classroom looked like a chamber of some sort of space ship. It had curved, metal, sleek walls and was deep in the building.

M.S. Asks us if we had projects to present, and everyone said yes. Although it was apparent to me that no one even knew about it, but people started presenting anyway. After the first person or two she turned to me and asked what I had to show and I told her I had a guest speaker that had not arrived yet. She seemed excited and said that that was great.

I (apparently) could transform into John Smith, the main character from "The Dead Zone". And I figured that I could come in as him and speak, only I had to do it before anyone noticed I was gone. I was trying to find a place to transform. It took me awhile but I did, and I was on my way back when the dream changed.


The next dream started with me on the 4th floor of one of the buildings of my college (irl) waiting for an event I was running to start, but there were administrators in there so I had to wait until they were done before I could get anything going.

Behind them was a giant rocking horse that was rocking by itself. It was rocking at different speeds and different intensities. Slowly it began to sink into the floor. I seemed to be the only one that noticed it so I told people to look behind them, that the rocking horse was sinking. They turned to me and explained how the rocking horse rocked at different speeds and there was nothing to worry about. It was not my horse so I did not persist trying to tell them for long, if they did not care if it sank in the floor, that was none of my business. I watched it as it slowly became lower and lower, still rocking as it sank into the carpet until it was gone.

Everything was fine for a few moments, then the entire building began to fluctuate, ripple and begin to flop apart like baking dough. I yelled to everyone that the building was coming apart and they all began to run for the elevator. I yelled to them to stop, that this was an emergency and we had to take the stairs. Everyone quickly changed course and we began to run down the stairs as the walls seemed to be melting, and the stairs were missing sections.

Everyone got out of the building, and we all stood back to watch it basically deflate into a mushy mass. We thought everything was fine until we saw the buildings next to it begin to ripple and fluctuate as well. I soon realized that it was a chain reaction and soon the whole city would melt into blobby puddles.

A team was there quick with scaffolding to try and hold one of the buildings up, but the scaffolding began becoming floppy as well and some began to fall off. Others grabbed pieces of the building causing it to break off and gently fold to the ground to safety. At that point I realized I should warn the other building in my school that they were going to collapse soon.

I run over to the building and start yelling to everyone, they rush to the windows to hear what I have to say. Before I can warn them, someone on the ground grabs a megaphone and says "Nothing is happening, stay in class, thank you." I suddenly have a megaphone also and yell to them "The building you are in is going to melt! You have to leave now!" People seemed to hear, but did not think they could leave class still. I yelled "I know all of you have always wanted this kind of excuse to leave class! Are you going to pass this up?!" And with that everyone began evacuating.

I go into a false awakening of my roommate S telling me that I was screaming in my sleep.

I then "go back to sleep" to have pieces of the same melting building again, so strange

A dream from 2001 or so...
I had this a little while after I moved away from a bunch of my friends to a different state.

Me and by old friend (irl) B are standing in nothingness. It is just white that extends forever, and we are confused as to how we got there.
Suddenly a wall begins to build itself around us. It starts out translucent and slowly builds to full opacity, and is made out of bricks. It is a lot like a video game.

We notice quickly that the wall is trapping us and we begin to run toward one end of the wall, each of us taking different directions. We are to slow and are just behind where it is becoming solid. We end up meeting each other as the square fortress becomes complete and I tell him to leave first. He jumps out, and I follow, but the wall becomes solid on my arm that had not cleared where the wall was appearing.

B grabs my legs and begins to pull, and for some reason I don't understand I bend my arm so that it is hooked on the other side of the wall and I can not get out, even though there was enough space for me to slide my arm out. I tell him to make a break for it, he hesitates, but then runs.

It is like there is suddenly a society inside the wall, and there is a giant docking station. A humongous arc floats into the docking station, one driven by huge ants. I am terrified since I have no idea what they will do to me, but I still remain where I am. They shoot me in the leg with a dart and I feel my body slowly go numb and I loose consciousness.

I know they take me into the fortress and that I am kept there for a long time, but I forget the details of the middle.

They are trying to force me to go to part of the city I don't want to go when B returns swinging on something to swoop in for a final save.

I had at least 5 fragments, but only remember one

My roommate L was pregnant. Me and another one of my roommates S were trying to get her to take a sexy picture of herself naked with a blanket when she got further along, for the sole purpose of making her uncomfortable. She says "noooooooooOOooOooo" in her whiny voice, and we keep messing with her and laughing.

The first on started with me seeing a top view (like looking down from a cliff at myself) of myself being pulled in a sled by dogs, wearing a fur coat. Suddenly, on of the dogs diverges and starts running the other way barking. The others are quick to follow, and I soon see that we are being attacked by wolves.

I am suddenly on the cliff watching instead of watching myself. I decide to slide down to help and am quickly cornered by 3 wolves that smile at me as the growl, nearly giggling.

I am suddenly where (I assume) is where I was returning to. There were two bunk beds and a couple people waiting for me. I tell them that there are wolves coming. They are confused how I could possibly know but prepare anyway, the wolves come, dream changes.

(not sure if my person kept dieing so I became someone else? maybe...)

There was another dream where a kid (I am pretty sure he is my son) is preparing to do a trick with bounce cards. (filmmaking light reflecting tool) He begins to fold them, some the normal way, and them some in half, which doesn't work irl. And then hands them to me and someone else who is there. I begin to think that he is not preparing but thinks what he is doing is cool enough to be a trick.

He suddenly lays down and goes to sleep, but I know he is faking it so I pretend that I am going to eat him and grab his shoulders smacking my mouth and going "rawr rawr rawr" he starts laughing and saying "nooo noooo..." playfully. He is still trying to just lay there so I blow on his stomach making a farting noise. He laughs and laughs, but then for some reason seems suddenly and abruptly sick. He begins sneezing and is congested, snot leaking out of his nose and I begin to pat him on the back. He seems to only get worse until the dream changes.

(I have been sneezing at night so, I think that is what it is)

In the next one, I was in a house with little color except for blue drapes with floral print on them. There were two men that spent a long time trying to convince me that they were the best drapes ever and that the color of blue has never until now been able to be replicated. I had no idea why they were there, since it was a residence not like a store or something. But he yammered on until I woke up.

I was a young boy, and I believe it started on a bus. Me and a teacher, or just adult helping out, were the last two people on the bus. He either threaten to attack me, or attacked me, the beginning of the dream is a bit fuzzy. In any case I spent the whole dream trying to not find myself alone, because I knew he would kill me. I thought about telling someone else, but I figured he would just kill them to.

For whatever reason, the group I was in spent a ton of time on ladders. Putting stuff on shelves, changing lightbulbs and what not. (probably because I am a facilities worker irl.) Some ladders were really tall, none of them were a normal size.

He tried to push me off a few ladders sending me crashing into (luckily) random piles of non-lethal things. I finally refused to go up a ladder without someone else with me. One of the teachers began to realize I was acting strange and got me to tell her what was going on. She decides that we should go and confront him.

We go to his house and knock on the door. He opens the door and without another thought shoots me in the chest. I go tumbling backwards. It was then that I realized that guns and shot were two of my dream themes, and that I must be dreaming.

I suddenly was the teacher, and began to walk towards the guy all terminator style. He continued to shoot, but they just ricocheted off of me. I said "this is a dream, you can't hurt me."

I forget exactally what happened, but I destroyed him.

Another old dream. I write them out as I remember.

It started with me and my mom in some sort of military bunker. We are being led through, and seem to know where we are and why we were there.

Suddenly an alarm goes off and and everyone in the base starts running around getting ready for some sort of invasion. We pass a section where there are a bunch of baby's and some soldiers begin to hide them. It is only then that I realize all the soldiers are women.

I am given a gun and a helmet and I take position with them in the entry way everyone aiming at the large double doors. Everyone seemed so trained, and I was a bit floppy holding a gun, but got in position with them despite.

I wondered what could possibly be coming for the entire base to be up in arms. I ask the person next to me "who is coming?" or something along those lines. She turns to me and says "it's him". I have even less understanding and just turn to the doors which are now rattling.

The doors suddenly burst open letting light engulf the room, three silhouettes coming into view. A few of the girls gasp, some flinch. The men walk in, in the middle stands my dad. He scans the room causing everyone to shiver with fear. They had been so prepared, and were now frozen, unable to act.

He walked in slowly and deliberately singing some creepy version of the ABCs. No one can even mutter a word they are so frightened. I can not believe that they can not defend their own bunker.

My mom, from across the way yells to me "Kill him! Just kill him!"
I say "No I can't just kill him."
She just repeats "Kill him!"

I raise my gun and aim it for his head. Right when I get a shot he turns and looks me in the eye. His gaze scares me and I shoot. It impacts his temple and he swings around but does not even loose balance. I shoot him in the head again, he flings around again, ending up facing me again. He looks into my eyes and says "I love you" and falls to the ground dead.

I begin shaking and drop my gun in shock. I am traumatized and having a meltdown.
Everyone begins to cheer. A few gather around me patting me on the back, congratulating me. My mom says "good job" and I just brush her off. They keep coming to congratulate me but I am just trying to get away, ashamed at what I had done.

A dream that came back to me from a few years ago. It skips around a bit, but stays within the same narrative.

I was walking in the snow with my wife and child (I was a man in the dream, I would estimate I was 35-40yrs old). We were just enjoying the calm when we decide to walk to the library were I used to live irl.

We make our way in, but it is a trap and my wife and daughter disappear somehow (nothing mystical, I just loose sight of them).

I end up at the top floor of the building, which ends up having many floors. I just know that I have to find my way down to find them.

There were many people I had to fight, and trials I had to face on my way down the stairs. The only one I remember was one with yu-gi-oh cards, or something of the like, that he was summoning or using magic to get in my way.

I finally make it to the bottom and find them on the first floor looking for me.
I grab them and run out of the building. We all begin to get in the car discussing how strange the events were that just happened.

I had a sudden realization "hey" I say "we didn't driver here" the fake image melts away and we find that we are still in the building.

We fight our way out again and walk home together, and I wake up.

I found it strange enough that I was a married man with a child, but I loved them so much, I have never not been another gender other than this dream to date.

The dream started off with me and my roommates (dream roommates) having a clean house.
For no reason Justin Bieber shows up (I got a strong urge to tell him that I could kill 28 Biebers if a swarm of them attacked me according to a quiz online ). He has his whole team of security making sure that everything goes smoothly while he stays with us, but nobody knows why he is there, and none of us like him.

As the dream progresses our dogs (some I have had irl some that I haven't) begin to mess up the house. They were jumping on things and breaking things, until the house was a wreck.
The Bieber security showed up and got us basically arrested.

There was somewhat of a dream skip but it kept going.

We were outside of this facility where we had been taken and the same guys that had dragged us out of the house were behind this strange wall (we could see through it , but it was a wall) aiming firearms at us. There were four of us standing in a square. We seemed to know what is happening, but I was still confused.

They shot one of the people in front with some kind of dart, causing them to collapse on the ground, and proceeded until all of us were shot and paralyzed. My body was so heavy that I could only move my neck a little. I watched as they, starting with the same person, shot a different dart. The first person shot was still for a moment, but then began seizing violently. My heart started going as I realized that my turn was coming up. They shot the second person, the same pause, then seizing. I began to hyperventilate, but was still unable to move as they laid their sights on me, and fired. I knew what was coming, but and began seizing.

A majority of the dream was many more darts in the same fashion, each one aching as it stuck into my body, each one with a strange side effect.

After a while they took us into a room, some kind of rest room to keep us until it started again. I tried to walk around, but was unable to keep myself erect, all my limbs seeming heaving, and my vision failing me. I could not keep my balance so I sat down, continuously complaining about our treatment and how it was to severe. No one was listening.

Some kind of dream skip, but it continued. I think there was an inferred few more cycles of the shootings and the rest room.

I don't know if we escaped, but I want to say we were released. We exited the strange room through some kind of tube into a system of tubes and chambers unknown to us. (They were somewhat of a mix between the tube transports from the show "futurama" and play places at Mcdonalds, only made out of several different materials) The two of us (don't know what happened to the other two) began climbing randomly through, still feeling horrible, and being extremely disoriented.

We finally find an exit and find ourselves in a world we do not recognize. A futuristic world, were we seem out of place. We suspect we have actually been held for several years and that the world has changed during our captivity.

I then have a false awakening in my bed at home and begin seizing again. I freak out thinking my dream was trying to wake me up before it happened. I calm myself down enough to sit up, by body still pulsating. I see my laptop siting in my bed showing research of the strange technology that I had seen in the dream.

I think to myself "Oh my God, the technology is real." and then I wake up for real.

I was pregnant when the dream started, no explanation, and was making many trips to the abortion clinic.
They were telling me all sorts of things I wasn't listening to. I wanted to be sure of what I was going to do before I did it. I decided that this was my choice to make and no one would sway me in my pursuit of finding what was best for me.

I didn't want to just abort the baby with out the consideration of outside adoption and those sorts of things, but I also did not want to add another baby to a foster home or something. And I would not be able to take care of it while going to college.

So I kept it for awhile.

I did normal things, like watching netflix with my friends (the house looked like one from a friend in CO) but I was unable to focus, I all could think about was what I wanted to do with it.

I made more trips to the clinic. I went into a room with a large group of people sitting most of them watching a TV suspended from the ceiling. It looked like a large scale doctors waiting room. I looked a the TV to see some sort of cheerleading routine. I watched for awhile and thought that it would be a much harder decision if i was pursuing some sort of physical career or engaged in some sort of sport. I felt my stomach and realized that I could feel the child inside me.

My dad took me to the next appointment. (I do not have a good relationship with him irl). As we were walking to the door, I felt the baby inside me and officially decided to abort it. I realized that I did not have time to be the mother I would want to be to it, and that there is a lot more I wanted to do first.

Suddenly the baby's arms and legs started ferociously kicking and shoving the inside of my stomach, all four limbs thrashing. I could suddenly hear him screaming and gasping. He began kicking my pelvis and then turned around to scratch my organs, still screaming somehow. Finally he pushed his whole form against my stomach until almost his entire form could be seen, him still inside me. He was having a meltdown, freaking out that I had decided to kill him. My dad stops walking but does nothing. He continues to scream.

I touch were the side of his head was and told him to calm down, I wouldn't do it. He continued thrashing, screaming and gasping. I began crying and pleaded with him to stop, it hurt. I told him sorry and begged him to calm down. Slowly but surely his breathing returned to normal and he returned to where he had been.

I grabbed my stomach freaking out, and woke up.

Had a phantom baby for awhile. So strange.

(a dream I remembered from a few years ago)

Me and my mom had apparently just moved into a new place. There were boxes everywhere, no furniture, just boxes everywhere.
We were trying to gather up our pet fish had begun to swim out of the tank. Some flopped around on the floor, and we had trouble getting them since they were to slimy and smooth. Some were swimming around in tiny patches of water around the house. We kept trying to grab them out of the strange self sustaining hunks of water (only strange after awakening) but we could never seem to grasp them.

After a while we had got some it, but were freaking out because we knew the others were going to die. I notice my mom is not in the room anymore, and I hear a shriek come from the neighboring room.
I yell to her to ask her what happened.
She walks out holding two dead hands of a man. They were greenish blue, decaying slowly, and ripped up.
She says "You don't want to know."

The shock from the randomness of what had happened collapsed the dream at that point.

I am with a group of people on a film shoot, including my roommate Br (which is strange because she is not a film student). And we are unloading the gear from the car when most of the people I was friends with drove by in a huge vehicle of some kind. My old film teacher, Mr. R, says they are on a field trip and wishes me luck on my shoot.

In the span of us just trying to set everything up different people from that group pass by and say hi. (it is like they have an entire vacation while we have 5 min).
Tonisha H. and says hi to me, and I think how strange it is that she can drive. She drives away (and I think everyone leaves, but I am not sure) as we are still just getting the stuff out of the car.

It was a long dream that I only remember the end of, but I know it was a stress dream and very abstract.

It ended with me getting ambushed by a group of men. I was weak and becoming overpowered when suddenly I transform into Wonder Woman and kick all their asses.

The dream (I think) started out with me taking a shower in a large empty room. It is a stand up shower without a tub, that has a door with a texture on the glass. The room was all the same tan color with two doors leading out, one on the right of my view point, one on the left. The door on the right was opaque with the long section in the middle you push to open, and the one on the left was see through with a metal handle on the left side.

The shower was warm, and I was enjoying myself when someone opened the right door and started to come in. As soon as she saw me she left embarrassed, not realizing I was in there. I giggled, not to worried about another girl seeing me.

After a bit I noticed that the door was open on the left and there was a guy watching me and laughing. I looked at him and motioned for him to leave since I was showering, but he stayed and more guys showing up. I wasn't embarrassed, I was pissed. So I get out of the shower, still completely naked and wet, showing them I don't care, close the door and give them the back off face. I slam the door and they start to leave. It was only then that I realized that some of the wall around the door was see through also. (which I don't understand after waking up since it was clear anyway)

For awhile I was left alone, but then suddenly people, mostly guys, began to run into the room. The room became almost filled with guys and I yelled for security who began to drag people out. But all I could think of was how pissed I was since I wanted to take my shower in peace, but no one would leave me alone.

The dream went on but I don't remember much other that a girl that had a colorful pokemon jacket and a screening room of some kind the was red and orange with bean bag chairs.

This whole adventure stared with a normal dream that I can't remember the details of, and lead into a false awakening.

I woke up the same place I had fallen asleep, on the couch, to my roommates L and S and S's family getting home from the Chinese New Year Parade. I turn to tell S my dream, but in stead she mocks me for falling asleep instead of doing my homework. I told her I didn't plan to sleep for long, and she asked when the paper was due on the story I was reading. I told her there was no such paper, I just had to read the story. She gave me the face of "sure there is no paper" and began to walk away. I decided to write my dream into my dream journal and that reminded me to do a reality check.

I pinched my nose shut, closed my mouth and was able to take a full breath. "Oh my God! I am dreaming" I say with excitement. For awhile I was just nerding out that I knew I was dreaming and the dream began to shift. I looked through the house and saw sections missing. Not like the walls just weren't there, but a loss of detail in the dream. I if I had painted white over it with photoshop. Not many of the things in the room were retaining their detail. I thought it might be because I was not able to retain all the information within my conscious mind.

I began to wonder what I should do. I could do anything. I turn to see my roommates S and M on the couch. I turn to M and say "hi" in a silly way. (It almost a ritual irl to keep saying it over and over each time getting more silly) She turns and looks at me with a blank, neutral stare. Clearly not interested in socially interacting with me. I am not phased (for I am used to that irl) I say hi again in an even more ridiculous way. She smiles and says hi back, waving in a cute way. I start to tell her that I am in a dream. I decided not to try and convince her she is not in a dream, I just feel like I needed to tell someone . I open my mouth to speak, and words come out in a soft raspy whisper. It was very similar to loosing your voice. I thought of a speech from a brain scientist I say on TED.com where she has a stroke and is analyzing herself from the inside out. There is a particular part where she is unable to understand language that reminded me of it. (which I found interesting upon awakening that I was drawing from my rl memories) I try to talk a bit longer and words become a bit clearer, but I decide to move on to try other things before my dream collapses.

I turn to see M's computer in the living room. It is playing mabinogi (her fav MMO RPG) by itself. I think, that maybe she is just set on follow, since we have made the mistake before, but at a closer look it is actually fighting and wining. After deciding that that was awesome I step away from the screen to find that nearly the entire living room has disappeared. I feel exhausted, and I begin to have trouble focusing my eyes. I decide to concentrate, and begin to think of what everything looks like so that nothing collapses. It did not take long for me to feel back to normal and for the house to be restored. I again decide to move on.

As if to answer the question of what to do next I begin to float in the middle of the room. I smile, totally thrilled, because that is the main reason lucid dreaming is appealing to me, flying. I continue to float until I bump lightly into the ceiling. I giggle at the amateur nature of my flying, but decide to try anyway. I open the window, and begin to soar into the peaceful, foggy city of San Francisco. I almost start to cry I am so happy. I am lead into another false awakening.

I wake up on the couch again to everyone coming home and I begin to tell S about my lucid dream. She does not seem as excited as I expected, but I am having trouble telling the story because I am super hot and fumbling over my words. I feel sick and she seems to think I am also. She makes the comment that if I ever think she looks like she might be sick it is because I am sick. I remember saying that earlier (not irl) and realize I must be running a fever. I am unable to move most of my body very far, so I ask her to help me up. She grabs my hand and pulls me to a sitting position, but I only fall back down again because I can not keep my body erect. I try to get off the couch, only to sort of slither with my blankets onto the floor. I still can't move. S then asks me bout my lucid dream. I tell her about how I did a reality check. I actually went through the motions, but purposely left space so that I could really breathe. (I wish I hadn't because then I would have known that I was dreaming ). After I explain about how the world was not there, it seemed like it had been photoshoped away, she begins to say how I am sick because I am working to much, and how I need to slow down, yada yada yada. I begin to defend myself and wake up on the couch.

I do a reality check immediately to find I am awake.

(a dream from a few years back don't exactly remember when)

It started with me walking in an unidentifiable area when a random guy walked by and said something along the lines of "what is that under your shirt" I look down to see a lump under my right arm. I lift up my shirt to see that there is a small undeveloped third arm (about 2min long) growing out of my side.

While at first it creeped me out, I was soon trying to see if I could move it. It was hard and awkward, (like writing with my left hand). After a little while I was able to reach into my pocket and take out my pocket watch (which I actually had at the time in real life). But I was becoming frustrated because it was so hard to move it the way I wanted.

I have the thought that since the arm was new that it was just a baby arm or something, and that if it grew I would be able to control it. Another random passerby suggested that I electrocute my arm to stimulate the cells into growing.

I began to carry around jumper cables and shock it every 10min or so.

By the end of the dream it had grown passed the elbow of my right arm and I had full control of it.

That was when I woke up.
There was more to the dream that I did not remember involving a train and Skexies from the Dark Crystal. But after awakening I could not connect the ideas.

After I woke up I felt it like a phantom limb for nearly 2hrs.