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Two non-lucid dreams and one lucid dream.

Non-lucid dream number one: I found out I was adopted. In real life, when I was born, something went wrong and they had to remove my mum's uterus, so she can't have children anymore. In my dream, my mum was never able to have children. My biologic mother had that problem, but she died, so my parents adopted me. Now that they had finally told me about this, they wanted to adopt another baby.

I wasn't happy, and I was also living with an old professor? We shared a house and she mentioned to someone who was visiting her about my current situation and that got me even more pissed off. My cousins were also there and I wanted to talk to them about it.

Non-lucid dream number two: I was taking my dog for a walk. He entered this condo. Since I had to go out, I left him there, since he'd be safe there. I went back later to get him and the doorman was angry at me for just leaving my dog like that there. He said I could only do that if I knew someone there. This dream also involved lots of driving, but I'm not sure how.

Lucid dream: I was walking into my room and talking to my dog. For some reason, I thought "how funny would it be if this were a dream?" so I randomly counted my fingers. They were okay. Wait. My thumb was weird. Then I realised I had no thumb. IT'S A DREAM!

I stopped walking and thought of what I wanted to do. Last night, I told myself that if I had a lucid dream, I'd like to summon the main character of the book I'm writing and talk to him about the plot, and maybe even get him to take me to his world. I remembered that and started shouting "EFRAIM!" over and over again. He didn't show up, so I got sad and decided to wake up instead.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

There was some stuff at home and some nonsense talk about credit cards.

Dream 2(fragments):

There was a fight between two groups of people near some house, one group transformed into werebeasts and there was one werewolf thgat was afraid of hallucinations that one person from different group could cause.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was on some minecraft server and we had problem setting up some stuff, i was using command line while trying to fix it and suddenly game turned into gmod, then as i continued fixing it turned into dreamviews chat somehow and commands started working totally wrong, op command was deopping and other way around, plus every time command was entered it spammed chat with weird messages.

Dream 2:

I was playing minecraft with 3 people(That were my friends in dream but i didn't knew them), we were in some brown land place with bushes around and some kind of ruins. Nearby were a few wooden buildings, one was like an inn of some kind, night was approaching as well so we went here.
Then at night some ghosty things started attacking us, so we fought them and noticed a gate at ruins that looked like creeper's face. We went out to investigate and land started filling with some kind of dead bush leaf blocks, the gate was active and there was lava under it.
Then i wake up, in different room, and i decide to expect someone to appear near bed.Surely some kid appears and i realize that i am dreaming(So opportunity for october TOTM comes only in november, lol), i ask him who is he and such, but he ignores me. I get up and ask again, he only responds with 'I need a doctor' and then shortly disappears as i look around. I shrug and continue with my goals, i switch to quadruped stance and go for window, but dream fades out shortly.
I wake up again and get distracted because i notice that i slept too much and then family distracts further as i talk about schedule being broken again.

Sleep: 10:00 PM
I was riding in a car with a few friends, I was in the back seat with a new friend (girl), & we were hitting it off right away. We were all in some type of desert setting, I remember there were 2 different barn style building's that started burning. I said something to the effect, "We are not alone here, someone had to light up those building's". Just then 2 cars were speeding towards us, looked like some kind of park rangers. We all ran to our car, my buddy Joe said "We have to get the hell out of here fast" as we were running to the car. I dove right through the open drive side windows. As we were driving my new friend got really friendly & one way or the other she was kissing me on the neck.{ I can actually remember feeling her lips on my neck in the dream}. One of the other girls in the car knew my steady girl friend, who was not with us, & was giving me dirty looks as though she was going to rat me out as soon as we got home. I was very worried about this before I woke. That's all I have right now.
I know my DJ is a different format than most, I just like to wright it this way. Sorry if it's wrong.

Date of dreamunknown)
Dream Genre: War Based.
Dream environment/environments: Desert and jungle.
Your role in the dream: i was a private.
Your age: 17
Your Dream: I was at war against an enemy not known to belong to a country.
there was 3 of us the Sargent, recruit and me the private. i was taking cover in a wooden
tower built from chopped down trees barbarian style. as i took cover in the tower with the Sargent and recruit/ other private we all had sniper rifles. We were under fire from
a few enemy snipers they took cover in a jungle that had dense coverage so it was hard to spot them all. I was able to see their locations as if they were glow stick that were
trying to hide in a pitch black room. i was ordered to kill them so i did. i raised the gun
and aimed. After shooting each enemy sniper to death i then found my self in a desert terrain. a burnt down car was laying next to a brick wall that was destroyed probably due to war was half a meter tall. and there was other identical coverage which the enemy hid behind as i came to notice my position i seen 3 enemy targets try to attack my commanding officer i armed my self with a pistol a (m36 or somthing simmilar to that) a basic black pistol. After pulling out the gun i aimed and shot the 3 enemy targets killing them. I then proceeded to walk over to my commanding officer and we tried to retreat from the surrounding area as i knew their was more enemy's awaiting to kill us. As we turned to run i then woke up.
END OF DREAM

Thoughts you have about this dream: Someone told me if you dream about being or going to war that you would die young or be killed or something like that. Is that true
what does this dream mean. What does it mean to me is it a warning or just a dream?

11/09/13

Wastelands
I am in a barren and dead looking place. I look around and I see no sign of life anywhere. It looks like a place that has been wiped out by a nuclear explosion or something similar. I wonder if that means the place is flooded with radiation. I get the idea that even if it is flooded with radiation I have nothing to worry about. I wonder what I am doing here. I hear a vehicle approaching. I duck behind a rock, not sure if I want to be seen by the new arrivals. It is a hovercraft of some kind, and it comes in for a landing not very far from where I am hidden. A hatch on the side of it opens up. There are two men inside and they push a third one outside. One of them refers to the man they just pushed as Harold, and says he has been sentenced to exile. He tells Harold that if he is seen anywhere near the city again he will be shot on sight. Harold says there's no way he can survive out here. The other of the two men says it's not their problem. The hatch on the hover craft closes and it speeds away in a cloud of dust. Harold watches until the craft has disappeared from sight and then looks around his new surroundings. He looks right at my hiding place but does not see me. He mutters something I don't hear and sets off walking. I follow him at a distance, and he is not very careful about being followed. He soon reaches a small settlement. All of the people there are dressed like Jawas, in robes that completely cover their bodies.

I can't see under the hoods very well, but what I do see looks like they are wearing gas masks of some kind. I notice that there are also some humans milling around, doing various tasks. The jawas seem to be ordering them around as servants. Harold enters the settlement and blends in ok with the other humans. I follow him in, no one questions either of us. I wonder where he is going, but I see at last. There are space ships coming and going from some kind of space port up ahead. There are a lot of the jawas around there, as well as a few humans. Harold approaches the entrance to the space port. A couple of the jawas shoo him away, eyeing him suspiciously as he goes. I guess most humans aren't allowed in there. Harold goes around the side of the building where the ships are coming and going from. He climbs up some stairs and finds a locked door. A couple jawas yell out at him. He is trying to pick the lock. I see three really big guys coming towards Harold. I feel I should do something to protect him while he gets the lock open. I go up on the platform with him before the big guys arrive. They are about the size of a pro wrestler.

I bar their way from reaching Harold. One of them chuckles, clearly thinking a girl will be no threat to them. I feel a great strength in my body, though, and my thoughts are that I am getting extra strength from being infected with the Mercer virus from Prototype. I look like an average girl, but I have the strength of Alex Mercer. One of the guys comes at me. I grab him and flip him over the railing, off of the platform. He falls down and lands with a thud. The fall isn't very far, however, and he gets up right away with a confused look on his face. The other two guys look confused, too. The other two come at me at the same time. I flip one over the railing as the other one grabs me from behind. He pins my arms to my sides, so I just flip my body towards the railing. He hits the metal railing hard, knocking the wind out of him and loosening his grip. I push him off of me, over the dented railing, and off of the platform. All three of them are now down below and looking confused. They consult each other briefly before heading towards the stairs again. I ask Harold if he is almost done. He says yes. I am thinking I could form Alex Mercer claws and slice the big guys to shreds, but I have the idea that will freak Harold out. So I'll just have to keep wrestling them off the platform. Harold gets the door open and pulls me through into the building. He closes the door behind us and points at a ship down below. There are quite a few space ships of various kinds. He says that one is like his, he can fly it. He heads down toward the ship, he tells me to come with him, they're going to be after me, too, since I helped him. The door behind me opens and one of the big guys is there. I shove him back through the door, over the railing, and off of the platform. One grabs me from behind. I pry his arms loose and flip him off of the platform. The third one seems hesitant. Where Harold took the stairs to get down to the landing area below, I just jump off of the platform inside the building and land at the bottom of the stairs as Harold arrives. He looks at me, then he looks up at the platform. The inside of the building must be partly underground, as outside the platform was only one story up and inside it looks like about three stories. He decides not to question it and pulls me towards the ship he indicated from the platform. We get inside the ship, and he does know exactly what to do. He launches the ship and flies it out of the landing bay without any problems, then heads it almost straight up and into space. Once we're in space he sets the ship to hyper drive of some kind and stars fly by as we streak to some far off location. I see we are now alone in space. Harold thanks me for helping him, but he is full of questions. He wants to know why I helped him. He wants to know how I jumped down at least 40 feet without getting hurt. He wants to know how I was able to overpower those big guards. But I don't get a chance to try to answer any of his questions, I wake up.

background : naa lets forget that and go to the interesting part

interesting part (XD) : i woke up naturally at 3:20 and i was thinking about doing that (OBE/AP), but i was afraid so i thought to myself lets just get to the point where i have the illusion and quit, i laid down on on bed and kept myself awake, after a while i started to feel that there is heavy blanket on me so i knew im on the right way , and slowly i felt vibration like all my body chills at the same time and then it got stonger like my all bed have chills XD, so i got afraid (tip: normally... bed dont chills )
i moved my hands but it felt like i removed scotch (if you are 7 years old you suppose to know what i mean ) and then i pulled all my body out (if felt the same).
after 20 sec my alerm at 4 am started (i wanted to kill the bastard cellphone) i tooked some cloth and put on the phone (dont help when you astral XDD)
and i told to myself (nonphysical to physical ) "dont wake up you can ignore that.... you can..." and i woke up at 4:02 am

Original entry dated Feb. 16, 2002:


Nightmare #1:
I had a nightmare that I was in this deserted ruined city-place, and there was nuclear ash everywhere. The city was quasi-inhabited by the ghosts of children, who told me that I couldn't leave because nobody leaves. I tried to leave anyway, by climbing over a crumbled wall and biking down a deserted and shattered highway. I could bike a LOT faster in my dream than in reality - in fact, I was amazed by the speed at which I was going. There was something nameless and terrifying behind me, and I didn't want to look back because I knew that if I did I'd see nothing there but a tremendous wall of brute evil force... like a visual shock-wave from a bomb blast... and then I opened up my eyes, I was lying in bed in the pitch-black and felt something sitting at the edge of my bed. Something like a man but not a man. It terrified the hell out of me. I could feel it there like... a dead weight... solid as a rock. I was paralyzed with fear, but finally gathered the courage to lunge for the light. When I turned it on - of course nothing was there. Perhaps that was when I really woke up and the nightmare ended, or at least I hope so.

Nightmare #2:
There was a house that was - how can I put it? - unfolded. It existed in more than three dimensions, so to speak, and was very frightening to experience. There were ghosts living in it. There seem to be a lot of ghosts in my dreams. One of them was a sort of... respectable old gentleman, who would be kindly if he weren't so sinister in a way. The house was a labyrinth, and I kept getting lost and becoming very afraid.

Nightmare #3:
I had a nightmare that I had died. In it, my mother and brother and I lived in an old Victorian mansion. I couldn't move on, and wanted very badly to communicate with them, but the only time I could was that split second when they hovered between sleep and waking. At night I was chased by hell-hounds, and was sort of held back by things that I thought of in my dream as "death-bones".

Original entry dated Feb. 16, 2002:

I had a nightmare that the devil tried to seduce me, but at the last minute I pulled back and ran out of the room. It wasn't so much terrifying as unsettling. I also had a dream about being chased through an iron tower. It was creepy. I managed to escape and ran out into the road to ask for help, but nobody would pick me up. Finally, a nice young couple was kind enough to pick me up even though they knew the consequences, but they still didn't seem to appreciate the danger that I was putting them in.

first dream:
I am at our family friends place that live out in the country on a farm and we are looking at pics that were taken from our last visit and there daughter says that in all the pics one of her freinds is grabbing my dick and when i look its true couse she is and i was real dissapionted that i didnt get in with her and then they say that were going for a walk and we do and the next thing i know were all the way out in deep heavy bush like real thick too and were trying to get to these huge sand dunes so we can run down them and shit and after ages of walking through tons of bush we get there i pick up a handfull of sand and the dream fades away.

second dream:
i am on a skateboard skating down the street (i dont skate in real life though) and i am going past this house and a guy says he wants me to come up and help him with somthing so i do and i go up to his house and he gives me a toy gun and says to shoot everyone inside and so i do and it shoots like a real gun and they all die but then they come back to life and i sit down with them and talk to them for a while and they seem pretty cool then they ask me my name and i make up a fake name witch is james but they dont believe me so i give them a fake last name witch is knight but they still dont believe me so they ask me to leave and i do and then i am skating back to my house and i stop to talk to some dude for a while then he skates off as well and before i can make it back to my place the dream ends.

I hardly remember anything at all, but, I remember that I was talking to someone about how we were currently in the care of a higher race of beings (that is, they came into being long before humans and so are more evolved, physically and technologically). They weren't malevolent or degrading or anything, they were just out there somewhere, aiding us with advanced technology and making sure we don't get hurt. At some point he and I go through a transporter, like on Star Trek (for the record, Star Trek had a lot to do with why I had this dream, I'm sure).

They were telling me about them/our situation, since apparently I didn't know and yet was going to live there. I don't know if that means I'm on a different planet, or I just came out of a coma, or what.

I don't remember if the person I was talking to was also human, part of that race, or part of another race with evolution similar to my own.

A woman's talking to some kind of spirit in a mirror, something that's teaching her magic. Watching this, it strikes me that the stories about vampires and mirrors come from the same place as this creature.

Based on AHS, 3 witches (including the supreme and her daughter), the daughter's blind, the other two are each missing one eye. Someone makes a blind-leading-the-blind joke. I'm thinking about the Graeae passing an eye between them.

Partners looking for a serial killer had three suspects in mind, but tracking them down has ruled each of them out. One of detectives is approached by a woman who believes her husband, Darryl, may be the killer. The detective ignores her, having heard many claims like this; but ignoring this one is a mistake, the woman's claim is true.

Four teenage girls have barricaded themselves in a room, two of them trying to protect the other two. There's some form of cult that's taken root in the town, there's an image of a girl in a bathtub covered in blood related to this; and the cult's summoning these two girls now, but they need the girls to come to them, they can't enter the room themselves. A girl from the cult appears outside the door as a sort of delegate, to talk.

Dorian Gray is talking to someone about the house he wants to leave, and the way memories seem have ingrained themselves in the very walls: the scent of a decomposing body even though he's long since disposed of it, the sound of music on the stairs although the musician's gone.

I only remember parts of dreams today. Nothing stabile, lasting, just fragments.
I took two Biotin pills before bed because I forgot to take them earlier (I take one for dinner and one for supper. 5000mcg)

The pieces I remember are of me moving crazy colored boxes around. I think I remember seeing colors all around actually. Neon colors, blinking colors. Don't remember more from that dream.

I can't recall seeing much from this dream, but I remember hearing lots of voices. Can't give description. Might have been people arguing?

The last before I awoke was scary as heck. I'm standing outside of a large building looking like an abandoned old school. The doors are open and the inside completely black. A young woman stands outside with me. Long dark hair, pale, scary looking (japanese horror style). She follows me into the school and then the dream shifts and I'm driving a car, a red car I think. The same woman is in the passanger seat but with a horrid, rotting face and I start screaming. I scream three times extremely loudly before I wake up.

I never have nightmares so this was totally bizzare. I still remember screaming and it freaks me out how long it took me to wake up when thinking of how scared I was. As for the Biotin pills, I won't take them before bed like that again!!

I never understood I was dreaming.

#240 - DEILD - approx. 5am

I had my usual Friday night drink which resulted in a nice REM rebound early this morning. There were a lot of FAs this time but I was eventually able to hit a nice visual DEILD. Unfortunately, I didn't hold it long before I was blind-sided by another FA. Though this lucid was on the short side, I included it to my count because my awareness was high and the vividness was amazing.BTW I know my typos will be horrible but I am short on time. Apologies.

All I can recall in the first one is that I am trying to get to sleep but can't

I have an FA then I watch a scene unfold. I am in a western and hold someone at gun point wanting a refund for something a friend purchased. He has to leave to get it and we wait around becoming chummy with the other people around. I become worried that he will bring the police back so I tell someone to hide the gun. A friend tries to load a track on the trailer and leave with the gun but he can't drive and embarrasses himself horribly. Another guy says he has a cabin in the woods not far away and takes the gun. The guy I held at gun point comes back with the cash and we act like we are friends. As the dream fades away I realize I was dreaming and become annoyed that I missed that one.

I lay still and keep awareness as I DEILD.

I watch a scene form and find myself travelling in the back seat of some car. I begin to have emotions with the dream but know it is all fake. I feel that I am a child on a road trip with my parents. I "know" my mom is driving but I don't look. I feel confided and think this has been such a long drive. All I want to do is get outside and stretch out.

I look out the window and see some desert like terrain blur past. I accidentally phase out the window hold on to the car. With my body stretched out horizontally, I hover along side the car and feel like I am flying at an incredible speed. It seems the car is going impossibly fast and pulling me a long with it. There is a deafening roar of wind in my ears and the feel air resistance my body along with the feeling of acceleration. I am overcome with a glorious feeling of euphoria as I enjoy the feeling of effortless low flight.

Suddenly everything collapses into darkness and void. I mistakenly assume that I am waking up.

I have another FA where I slept too late. I step out of a room and find myself in a school. Some girl looks a me with disdain. I feel embarrassed about my "morning appearance" and I start to think about getting a shower and doing a my morning thing. I have a small container on the wall with a tooth brush and I reach for it. I hear my wife remark how small it my container is. I see her next to me getting something out of a locker. She says something about leaving with "Darren". I jealously ask who the hell he is and she explains. I falsely remember something about him and decide its nothing to worry about. He was a teacher or something and it was all business.

Then, some friends, a young man and woman, walk up both in some odd looking dark green scrubs. The guy says something about wearing a lab coat later and the woman talks about how she just hears "this" when they go out to eat at "..." restaurant. I notice the woman more than I should. She is short with blonde hair and her scrubs is more like a short dress. She wears tights underneath. I find her attractive. I wake up.

I have another FA where my daughters wake me up. We are saying at someone's house and I get up to go to the bathroom. I assume my wife woke up with my son already. I use the toliet and have issues wiping. Then then the toilet turns into a training potty and the lights flicker on and off. I wake up.

I have another dream about a red solo cup flying low just about my head on the beach. I am taking part in some ritual and standing in a circle with other people. There is an odd looking person in the middle officiating. We assume the cup is a spy drone. I see a blimp flying close in the distance but ignore it. The cup seems to be full of hair and I can her some sort of motor coming from it. I wonder how it is flying. Then, I think we should set it on fire and it suddenly burst into flames. Everyone becomes excited about that. The hair burns out and the cup turns black before crashing into the sand. My son picks up the cup and plays with it. I wake up.

I'm in a school bus, and I think I'm back in middle school now. The bus is taking me home, only somehow we are driving around in a relatively rural area (i.e. country roads, crooked power lines, people driving pickup trucks if there were other trucks, etc.). I missed my stop a long time ago, but I'm not particularly concerned. A lot of the jerk kids I remember back in school were on the same bus, and as we get further and further into the rural areas, I kept thinking, "oh, you live in the middle of nowhere? No wonder you are such an ass." All apologies to people who live in rural areas.

At one point, I begin having a conversation with my old friend K. We were talking about careers, and he was telling me about a nice internship that works outside, gets in touch with the environment, and works with animals (all things I actually do love), but I catch on and say "wait, you want me to be a farmer?" K had a you-caught-me grin. So, to recap, my subconscious is insulting both rural and farming areas now.

We come across the side of a road, and there appears to be this Reality TV/Small Claims Court Election going on between a family. I don't know what the argument is, but it's a family of five, and the mother is suing the father over something while the host explains. The verdict is passed down in a really convoluted manner, like "we find the defendant being accused by the prosecution of the case to be correct in the blah blah blah," so everyone takes a brief second before registering that the father won. The rest of the family politely claps their hands, but the mother is visibly distraught. She approaches the host, but the host seems to reject her, telling her "I'm sorry, but you are only 15-inches tall," "and a soon to be divorced woman," she responds sadly. And yes, it's only about this time I realize the family are all tiny, and they are lined up each in their own tiny kennels.

Dream two gets bad. I'm in a mall plaza, near a large cell-phone kiosk like AT&T or some other large brand. A tall man and I have an intricate plan to rob someone that somehow involves me pretending to also be robbed at the same time. I look in my wallet, and I have a $1000 bill (Um... what?), so of course the plan goes awry and my partner decides to keep the money for himself. I got really angry, but before I could do anything, your stereotypical mall cop appears. I explain the situation (basically admitting our plan). The mall cop thinks for a second and says "I know what to do," then shoots my partner in the head with a gun. And of course the mall cop looks like Pepper Spray cop.

The scene shifts a little, and now I'm aware of being in an ad where they are shooting a commercial for a tea product or something, but it's blended into real ("Dream" real, I mean) life where the premise is the grandpa (who is also the "real" owner of the tea company) had to leave, and his adorable tells the rest of her family they can't start dinner yet, and she runs around the mall distraught, yelling for her grandpa to come to dinner. Dream me got a lot of dust in his eyes. The mom seems to know grandpa is okay, and says something along the lines of "if grandpa is gone, I get his car," while the rest of the family laughs, and the scene shifts to a parking lot you'd find in an apartment complex. For some reason, the mom turns into Rosalyn the babysitter from Calvin and Hobbes, and I realize I'm wandering around the lot having just finished watching a Calvin and Hobbes movie. I wake up at whatever ridiculous time it was, short hand my dream, and go back to sleep.

Dream three starts with watching Michaelangelo from the Ninja Turtles trying to flirt with a ninja girl he meets, but it also feels like I'm reading a book about this. The narrator explains that Michaelangelo thinks she is better handling Sais than Raphael (BLASPHEMY!), and they are scaling walls in the city while he keeps trying to impress her.

The scene switches to my brother's wedding, but he tells me to fill in for him. So now, I'm sitting at the groom's table like a panelist in a convention, and the bride and I are both dressed really low key -- I remember the bride is wearing flannel and jeans, and I have my legs kicked up on the table. At one point in the wedding there was the whole "this bread is the body of Christ" thing, and we have to dip our respective bread into a cup of water. I think my brother eventually made it in time, because the scene shifts to their house (which resembles a 60's style home) during Christmas morning, and I walk down stairs and say hi to my brother and his wife. It's at this time that I realize that my brother's new wife is now a weird version of what I feel should be an ex or someone I knew, although I have no idea who this person is.

I either wake up laughing, or laughed myself awake.