Had a dream, but I was not lucid. Woke up, took me a minute to recall that I had had one. As soon as i realized I had had one, I tried to calmly lie back and focus on it. Between waking up and realizing the fact that I had had a dream, I had turned in bed, I could re-think the end of it, but I didnt move back to my origina position and I wonder if that effected my recall, as I constantly felt pressure on my left side of the face, as I slept chest downward, face burrowd in the pillow, 45 degree facing my right side.
I remember starting out at my high school blacktop where we have our P.E. class. I would get dressed in my Uniform and go out to the blacktop. When I went out, it was filled with trash everywhere. Milk Carton caps mostly. I was just looking around because I had not Gained Lucidity yet. Then I looked at my hands, still all 5 fingers but I noticed that one of my fingers is a dwarf compared to the rest, even to the thumb it was a dwarf. I then did the Nose Plugging Reality Check and voila, it worked. Gained my Lucidity. I started cleaning up the mess with telekinesis and for some reason, my whole class got mad at me for dong that. After that, I just started playing around what what i can do with telekinesis. I would Pull them towards me, throw them up and catch it again and again and again. Got bored. I then closed me eyes for a bit too long and I woke up in my room.
11/24/13 I came very, very close this time. I have been trying to have a vivid completely non-lucid with good recall. In this dream everything was vivid and as high quality as a decent LD. I remember parts of it vividly. I however di not know it was a dream through at least 80% of the scenes. In a 30 or so minute dream, I only reached semi-lucidity about 4 times and managed to let it slip away. The theme was post-holocaust in my home town. It went through at least 5 sequences. 1) trying to avoid detection from a group of thugs. Me and another carefully circled a building trying to stay on the opposite side. The dream looped here and this made me semi-lucid ("hmmm, dream is looping, how should I change this sequence, hide in the shadowy end of the pool. Stop it, just dream"). 2) Trying to sneak out and connect some kind of power line that would give us power stolen from Mountain Home (semi-lucidity "Boise has the hydro-electric dams, why would MH have power and not us? Stop it") Then thugs came and arrested me and carried me away to MH 3) In the MH head quarters. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is their boss (semi-lucidity- Buffy? Seriously? Stop it) 4) Having escaped and come back to Boise. Cousin Todd greets me and is obviously some higher ranking lieutenant. (semi-lucid- Todd would not be worth crap as a soldier, well maybe the idea is that he has not had access to drugs. Sure lets go with that line of thought. Stop it.) So, that was about 30 minutes of fairly stable vivid adventure, with almost no input from my conscious mind. I also avoided knowing it was a dream except for the 4 little slips. Even then I managed to ignore these slips and get back into the fun of a non-lucid adventure in the space of one or two mental sentences. Not bad at all.
Welp...GG
UUUggghhhh. I was dreaming last night that I had to answer help desk tickets about the Christmas lights that I just put up in the front yard. I had to troubleshoot them because they weren't working. It was terrible! I kept waking up all night about it and I couldn't just tell myself to stop thinking about it because there's nothing wrong with the lights.
I woke up after every single sleep cycle last night. I don't think I've ever written so much in one night before Salmon patties I'm in the house somewhere. I ask my second daughter if she wants a salmon patty; she says she does. Belatedly, I realize I should ask the other kids if they want one too. I ask my oldest daughter, and she wants one; my youngest daughter isn't around, and I come up with an excuse not to find her and offer her one. My son doesn't cross my mind. Now I'm in the kitchen (one I'm not familiar with - I think it must be a vacation house).I'm using the portable burner + skillet (I dreamed about this a few days ago, too). The first patty has been on for a few minutes and is about ready to flip. I realize that I could have put the second patty on at the same time (the pan is big enough) and saved a few minutes. I go to grab the second patty and put it on. I'll have to pay more attention to them, but at least they'll be done faster. When I go to add the second patty, I see that the whole burner + skillet is in a giant clear plastic bag. I hope the bag so close to the skillet that it melts; but getting closer, I see that it's touching the edge of the skillet and has melted onto it. I try to peel it away without making too much mess, but I'm finding that's not possible. Worse, I find the bag was full of packages of ground beef. Worse yet, a couple of the packages were laying between the patties and the skillet, so I was cooking the ground beef instead of my patties. I hope that, since they're in Styrofoam packaging (the usual yellow trays) they weren't cooked too much, just thawed a little. I grab all the packages (there's a bunch) and go to put them back in the freezer. There's a whole pile of plastic debris covered in raw meat juice - what a mess. I want to clean it up before my wife sees it. Baby monitors I'm looking at baby monitors. I'm currently looking at one that does regular checks on the baby's vitals, makes sure it's still breathing, etc. If something's wrong it doesn't wait for <something> - it notifies you right away. You can wear an earpiece that delivers all this information to you in real time, or you can use optional accessories to set off alarms in case of trouble. There's a picture of one such external alarm: on the wall, I see an hand with a mechanical thumb positioned next to a button sticking out of a bell-style alarm. When something is wrong, the thumb pushes the button and sets off the alarm. If you don't like bell alarms, they also provide electronic ones. Electronics reality TV I see a couple of guys driving in a car along a winding mountain road, talking about Tech. They're talking about a competition they're in, something related to electronics. The whole thing is done in superhero motifs, with the professors being the superheroes or supervillains and the students being their apprentices / minions. They spend a while describing each professor, his name, his skills, and his personality. Now I'm in a room with one of the superheroes and his apprentices. I'm there because one of his students got sick and I'm the replacement. It seems this is some kind of reality TV show where the losing hero gets one of his students voted off each week. The hero I'm with hasn't been doing so well. It's week five, and it looks like another of his students is on the way out. Also, this is the first week that personal performance affects the voting ratios, so the voting is going to be even worse than usual. There are a bunch of papers in the student's personal area describing the process and how his own failures had contributed. A girl nearby is tearing up - she doesn't want to be voted off. Oddly, the professor doesn't realize I'm a replacement - he thinks I'm the original. He's talking to me about how "I" have plenty of skill but don't apply myself. He's trying to get his point across clearly without seeming to be personally attacking, but he's being very roundabout. I finally tell him that I'm not his student but a stand-in. Now he's showing me some of the work done by the other student. Right now, he's showing me a thing that's supposed to dampen vibrations. It's a wooden box with an articulated lever and a switch. When he first shows it to me, I assume it's one of those silly toys that flips its switch off any time you turn it on. He turns it on and a metal paddle swings around, touches the box it's mounted in, and vibrates very weakly. It's pretty pathetic. He shows me another mode of operation in which the paddle goes between the two D-cell batteries that power it; it looks like it's trying to split the D-cells apart. This worries me - batteries aren't something to handle roughly - and I look more closely. They're not even in battery holders, just attached straight to the board - glue, maybe, or solder? I see a couple of other things attached directly to the batteries, and it looks like he may have even drilled into them. I ask the professor about it, and he tells me it's fine. Destroying a room Three guys are in a student's room, preparing to destroy it. One of them is crazy - he's really enjoying himself, and to motivate the others he has a bomb strapped to his own chest with a thirty-five minute countdown visible on a huge blue 7-segment counter. The others are working as fast as they can to be finished and away from the first guy. The first guy is going around the room sticking small explosives on just about everything. The second guy is following behind adding wireless blasting caps. The third guy is checking their work. On one wall, the explosives guy has attached clear containers of glowing pink liquid. The blasting cap guy is putting a second container of the liquid above the first. This second container has a pouring spout and a heating element. One of the units near the end of the wall is having problems and is pouring early. Most of its pink liquid has poured out and into the bottom container; I wonder if this will make it explode prematurely, but the guy isn't concerned, so I assume there must be some other detonation mechanism. Now the three guys are leaving the apartment. It was the corner apartment on a long single-story building. They're expecting the school administration to be waiting for them and are surprised when no one is there. One of the opens the door, reaches inside, and locks it. They figure locking the door will make pursuit a few minutes slower. Now my wife and I are getting into our nearby van. It's been backed into its space, so everything feels backwards. We're getting confused about whose side is which. Something about driving into a bank's drive-through, except it's down a ramp to an underground room. Fukushima infiltration I' m walking with someone in a huge plaza dominated by a huge fountain. The fountain's pool is shallow - its walls are a foot or two high - and rectangular. In the middle is a pillar with a giant ball at the top. Everything is gleaming white. Every so often, water starts shooting up out of the pillar, raising the ball even higher into the air. After a few moments, the water pressure goes down and the ball comes back down to rest on the pillar. I point out the sight to my companion, and we keep walking around the pool, on our way to somewhere. The next time it happens, we get splashed by a little of the water. I mention that it's Fukushima water that's been treated and cleaned; it's a PR stunt to show how safe everything is. My companion becomes furious - he doesn't trust them at all - and storms down some nearby steps leading into some kind of administration building. We're having trouble getting inside, because there's a whole crowd of people leaving. We have to force our way against the tide to get inside. Now we're inside, in a small waiting area. I'm sitting in an overstuffed chair; my companion is standing at a counter, talking to someone over a phone (like in a prison visitation area). He mentions a name; immediately, an executive is walking down the hallway, yelling to the lady on the phone that the name my companion mentioned is the top name on the list of "if they ask about this, direct them to management." It seems my companion gave a different name on the form when he was filling out the reason for his visit, so his real question caught them by surprise. Now the people are gone, and he's taking the phone apart. He thinks there's something in the phone's guts, maybe a small slip of paper containing the secret they don't want anyone to find. Now I'm watching a group of guys going through a fridge that's full of platters of party food. A lot of it looks really good, and it's making me hungry. There isn't nearly enough to drink relative to how much food there is; that's suspicious. I get distracted by a random thought about fridge organization, about how silly it would be to organize the food by <something>. If you do it that way, then it might make it easier to add stuff to the fridge, but it would significantly increase the retrieval time, so it wouldn't be worth it. Back to the fridge hunt, the guy poking through the fridge is looking for keyholes. There's a strange sense of deja-vu, that he's done this before and found a keyhole, but he's having trouble finding one now. He finally finds a tiny one at the bottom of the door; but since he doesn't have a key, there's nothing he can do with it. He goes back to looking through the fridge for anything out of the ordinary and finally comes across a beer bottle with something in it. Triumphant, be pulls it out, thinking it's what they've been looking for; but once it's out in the light, he realizes that what he sees inside is a stick of dynamite. He quickly puts it back in the fridge, and the group heads back down the hallway. Elsewhere in the facility, I'm holding a beer bottle with something in it. I'm in the corner of a rec room; there's a toilet here. To be less suspicious, I decide to use it. Unfortunately, there's no stall, so I pull an easy chair over in front of me to try to be a little more modest - without the big chair there, anyone in the room can look at me. Thus protected by the chair, I try to get the thing in the bottle out. I end up pouring out some of the beer into a trash can. I think about tearing the label off, but I decide that would be more suspicious than leaving it on. It's a Sierra Nevada of some sort with a diamond label on the front of the bottle. Free produce I'm driving, stuck in a long line of cars. I see that up ahead there's a table where people are giving out bags of fresh produce, but only to people who walk up to the table. People are pulling out of line, walking up to the table to get their bag, then getting back in their cars and getting back in line. I consider doing this myself, but I don't care that much, and I hate trying to force my car's way into a traffic jam. Now I'm past the table, walking. I see my in-laws carrying a funny plastic container into which they've transferred their produce; they seem pleased with it. I see another lady from the church with her own container; she's also pleased. I have a moment of regret that I didn't get some myself, but I still don't really care. Biking invitation I'm at my computer in the office. A friend IMs me an invitation to go biking with him and some friends. There's a bike path that goes along a beachfront, and it's "not too far" away. I pull it up on Google Maps. The path is unusual: there's what looks like a narrow, short river with a narrow beach on one side. The bike trail runs right next to this beach, occasionally passing through threes. The trail isn't just a straight line or a loop; it goes back and forth through the trees, often crossing itself . I'm still not sure where it is in relation to me, so I try to zoom out. Zooming out is going really really slowly, and there's no marker on the bike path to indicate where it is. I finally manage to roughly figure it out; it's on the east side of the city, 81 miles away. I have to turn him down; that's just too far to drive, since there are other nicer trails that are only 45 minutes away. This trail looks really short; we'd be going back and forth if we were there for any length of time. Friends I'm driving behind a house. It has a nice, green lawn surrounded by a "fence" of small pines. I turn left after passing the house. On my right, I see some friends walking up a driveway. Now I'm with them in the garage. Jeff, Seth, and Ben are there, along with a lawn mower. Ben is far too nicely dressed to be mowing lawns. Jeff is dressed in working clothes, but he needs to be leaving soon. Seth is drinking a beer. Off to the side of the room, I see a fridge with a glass door - Jeff's beer fridge. Looking inside, I'm surprised to see that it's almost empty. That's not like Jeff at all. Jeff says that something's come up and he won't have to leave as quickly as he thought he would. Analysis Dreamsigns: - A room I'm not familiar with (the kitchen) - That little gas burner - Things going poorly and making for an awkward situation (multiple times) - Uncomfortable driving situation - Uncomfortable bathroom situation
Updated 11-25-2013 at 03:41 PM by 28190
Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Dream 1(fragments): There was some story, main character was talking to some weird characters, including deformed portrait, and then went on some quest. He was carrying a glowing weapon and started exploring some pyramid shaped crypts and a small dragon was following him around. Dream 2: I was watching someone streaming space rangers 2 and there were some weird quests for getting items. Player had to combine some items from various planets, gotten via trade, to get quest items. One of compinations was bathroom + water, and it made soap(so random). Also there was some draconic race in game that player talked with a couple of times. Then i wake up and try to DEILD, but with no result, but then as i get off the bed i feel that i am dreaming but it fades out quickly.(I am actually not sure if i actually woke up or if it was FA from the start) Dream 3(fragment): Was watching some videos.
Dream 1(fragments): I was playing some multiplayer game and at some poing admin disabled some stuff on server. Dream 2(fragments): Was playing another game and there was some discussion.
Since I haven't recorded any dreams recently I thought I would share with you my biggest nightmares as a child. One was a false awakening. I looked at the bed above me and blinked a few times. I sat up in the bed and looked around. I was in my room, but it seemed darker. There was a fear growing in my chest. I knew what was about to happen. I looked around frantically for a way out then a hand appeared under my bed and grabbed my leg. I was thrown on the floor and I grabbed the support that holds the bed. I was trying to yell but there was no sound coming. I looked behind me and there was a dark red portal there. I knew there was no getting out of it so I let go and it consumed me. The other was a little stranger. I was walking in the big expansive colorful field of flowers. I walked, jumped, and ran through it. Then my view went third person. And the clouds got darker and things got a little less colorful. Then a man appeared behind me and stabbed me in the back. This journal is open to analysis.
18Nov13 Underground in some dirty gloomy place. It's quite dark as well. A bunch of combatants are gathered there and are forced to fight to the death. The combatants I recall specifically is a female ninja with a chain and spike type weapon and a large man with a huge scimitar. The dream transitions to myself being there with someone yelling at me that I let Snow die. 19Nov13 It's a nice sunny day at a huge lake. I'm running along the shore with another guy. We are fleeing from a group of people who are chasing us from a boat. We run into a robed humanoid creature with tentacle face like an octopus/squid. Guy I'm with attacks it's face with a large knife. 21Nov13 There's a pirate ship with a girl dancing on deck. I'm somewhere else. The dancing girl goes through a door below decks, and finds herself in a small cabin. In the room is an old sailor sleeping. He stands up and start spinning and dancing with the girl. Now I'm the one there with the girl dancing. We kiss and fall back on the bed. I wake up. 23Nov13 In some subterranean environment. There's multiple clans residing within the cavernous space. Each clan has there own fortress and all the clans are warring. My friend and I are apparently upset with our place within the clan so we plan to sneak away. Our fort gets attacked and we slip into a lower tunnel that leads away. We are intercepted by M. He's not going to allow us to leave, so we split and flee in different directions. M chases me, as I flee through the caves I run into another person in the clan. I lie and tell him M is crazy and a traitor. The other guy confronts him and they start to fight so I slip away.
i was with my cousin who looked considerably older and an odd looking guy whom ive never met before we were rushing to go to some sort of wedding event the location was a futuristic train station and i saw a train pull up in the distance the strange guy shouted "OUR TRAINS THERE WE HAVE TO GET ON COME ON!" suddenly i started to run at extraordinary speeds and ran straight into the train i looked around and noticed an old friend from many years ago sitting at one of the chairs i then looked at the second door on the train and the strange guy who i was running with was struggling to keep the door open and the train began to take off leaving him and my cousin on the platform i saw his face through the window and he was very disappointed that the train began to leave and was looking at my cousin sadly as it departed i remember thinking "damn i have no clue where im going now i hope they catch up" i spoke to my old friend who was considerably bigger then i last saw him and whilst shaking his hand he said "do i know you from somewhere?" this line is very fascinating because literally a day before this dream i spoke to an old man who i thought i knew and got the same response anyway i found myself at another station which was indoors now i got out and pulled out a very futuristic i phone with many purple and blue holograms and a slick white design after awhile i felt a overbearing sense of loneliness and began to worry from this the dream began to fade ( the futuristic world i was in was similar to the world in the music video 'good morning by Kanye West' specifically the train station at the 1.10 mark http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CHs4x2uqcQ the train however had a very vivid comparison to the monorail off the Simpsons )
Fragment: Address I was writing a letter to my friend in Japan. He said he moved down the street and had to email me his new address. Computer Dilemma A bunch of relatives were over, and we were all playing a computer game together online. So it was basically a big LAN party. I think it was Minecraft. But even though we have alot of computers in the house. (Even more in this dream than RL) we didn't have enough for everyone. This girl that I didn't even recognize (no it was not Manei) came up to me and complained that she wanted to play. The most unstable nonlucid... ever. Something to do with me finding a group of cats that lived together. There were kittens young enough to be nursing, but they did have a mother. I had encountered them a sort of woods area. I led them over the hill leading down towards a river. I also found a baby deer that needed my help. It didn't have a mother. All of the animals followed me down the river when some dream character told me that it was "time for bed" I was forced to retreat from the area and the dream faded for a time. I "came back" the following "day" and found that the area had changed from a woodland to a huge city. (Wow, dream must have been REALLY unstable for that big of a change to happen.) But when I came back, I was somehow able to talk with the animals or something, and I was told that I had to get some cardboard boxes and send them on their way down the river. I got all feely for the animals, even though I had only known them for... what 5 minutes? But eventually, I sent them on their way down the river in a cardboard box boat. (what?)
Updated 08-27-2014 at 08:10 PM by 53527
A fragment about benign dictatorships and grassroots movemts.
I dreamed that C lived here, and I was living with him. My mother had also moved here. The place C had was pretty nice, but I was irritated because he was ignoring me. I was thinking of moving in with Mom, but my brother was already living with her, and the place was pretty crowded. At first, Mom lived somewhere niceish, with cool painted/tiled ceilings, but then she moved somewhere less nice with more rooms. It had ugly leaves painted on the walls and ceilings (the walls were a gross yellow, the paintings were brown). I couldn't live alone, because I didn't have enough money to. At some point, I was riding the train downtown, and I realized I was dreaming. I tried to fly through the ceiling but got "stuck" and had what I believe was a FA. Then the apartment dream (from above) started up again from where it left off.
Original journal entry dated Dec. 16, 2002: I had this dream that there was a Pokemon battling academy that was high tech, and the kids battled through computer simulations. There was a reactor on part of the campus and during certain hours it was unsafe to be near so a kid of pretty high rank was assigned to guard it. Anyway, during a spat, one of the kids made the super-intelligent decision of getting behind the fence and left a penny there. The head prof. freaked out when she saw it and severely punished the guard. And then there was more stuff, but I don't remember what the stuff was. The end. Original journal entry dated Dec. 21, 2002: I had a dream that I was a guerrilla-warfare librarian and I was trying to get my certification. I had to fulfill a lot of requirements, do training, and take a computer examination AND a field examination. For some reason, the cast of "Sonic The Hedgehog" was there. And my commander was Crow, from "Mystery Science Theater 3000". I have no clue why. But I got to drive a tank, so I didn't really care. And then there was something about Sailor Moon, but the thought of Usagi driving a tank scares the hell out of me.
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