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The funny thing was, I knew I was in a dream within by dream. I was kinda awake in the dream, but.. it wasn't that vivid. Anyway, I was in a rather large spacecraft that was headed straight for the sun. It felt more like a very wide corridor. I knew there was another person or two, but it was a background character that I didn't really look at. The actual craft looked... raw. It looked like one of those abandoned space ships. Dark, somewhat rusty on some parts, and very wide. I could barely move, and I failed at flying. The camera switched to a third person perspective when we actually hit the sun.

The end.

Dream was this morning... Well, okay this afternoon or something... Whatever.

Get into fight with lady thinks I bumped into someone on purpose.
Bump into another accidentally, lady thinks did it on purpose. Tells me thats the last straw. Bump into her on purpose a few times. Then bump into her friend and then bump into another friend of hers who nearby person says I don't wanna get into fight with. She makes government people chase after me while music plays they keep saying I have an addiction while I insist I don't. At least two of them are fat middle-aged, women who chase me with needles filled with purple liquid and keep trying to stab me with them which they sometimes get so close I have to dodge. They catch me and one starts stitching a yellow black and red flat thread through my chest in a kind of circle with large gaps betwen each visible part of the thread. The other one starts stitching on my back. The front one is painful. It seems she were trying to stitch a government symbol of some kind into my skin. I didn't like the feeling so I (actively made myself?) woke up.

!Special notice: I'm not sure whether or not this was lucid or not because... It seems like I chose to wake up...
Mem: Ask about this recurring situation in forums here...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am on a cruise liner At one point, myself and another person decide to take one of the sail boats that are on board the ship and set off with it. The cruise liner has some sort of bumpy ramp at the rear that we use get it into the ocean. We make it off the larger boat, but I somehow fall off and wind up in the water. As I'm swimming back towards our sail boat, I notice that my friend is actually at the helm of the cruise liner, and sailing further and further away is the sail boat. While my friend is shouting that we'll never catch up to it and that we'll be stranded at sea, it occurs to me that the boats have switched and this triggers a lucid state. I decide to try the nose plug technique to confirm and as I do I plunge myself backwards into the water (out of habit I guess as I used to hold my nose before dunking my body underwater at pools). I also try looking at my hands which turn out to be very distorted and I am also weirdly unable to face my palms towards me. I hear my friend shouting that we'll be attacked by sharks, and as I look back at him I realise I must have corrected the dream's mistake and we once again have possession of the sail boat. Right about now I'm not really worrying about the sharks but I think I (for some reason) made one appear. At this stage, I begin waking up due to the outside noise. I tried not to stir but I was unable to stay in the dream.

Notes: was lying down on the couch for about half an hour, on my back, half-asleep and listening to this. Turned it off at about 12:30pm and drifted to sleep.

Didn't recall any of my dreams

Had a very vivid dream this morning.
In the dream I am in my local park and am heading back home. On my way back I rip some leaves off a tree.
A dove is walking behind me, and I decide to see if I can pick it up. I motion for it to walk into my hands and I am surprised at how tame it is. I then put it on my left shoulder and continue to walk. There are many other birds in the sky and I let the dove join them.
Next, I see my brother riding a bike on the footpath. I find this very strange because he no longer lives in the same city as me. This is when I realise that I am dreaming. I start calling his name, but he seems to not hear me. I continue calling his name and he finally turns his head in my direction. However, just as he turns his head everything starts to fade and I start thinking that I will wake up.
I "wake up" in my bed. In my hand I am still clutching the leaves I had torn off from the tree in my dream. I am completely surprised, and for about 30 seconds I am convinced that I have brought back something from the dream world to waking world. It seemed extremely real and I could even smell the scent of the leaves just as they had smelled previously. Unfortunately, this had been a false awakening and I now wake up for real, feeling rather disappointed.

I was completely lucid, 100% aware that I was dreaming. It was weird because I had no control over the dream at all The dreamscape was dark and eerily featureless, it was controlled by an omnipotent being. I was with friends and whatever was controlling the dream was chasing us. I was unable to manipulate anything, I finally woke myself up on the 3rd try. The being had been undermining my attempts to wake myself by getting inside my thoughts, trying to convince me it wasn't a dream. When I woke up my bed was on a train moving very fast through a dense forest, I was no longer lucid. The vividity and clarity of the colors were almost overwhelming but for some reason it made me think that it was reality and not a dream. I woke up within 15 seconds.

I've been a little lazy this past couple of days and have not been writing here. My recall is still slightly improving. God, I just wish my dry spell would end. I still need to try harder. Last night though I got decent recall, so here's the dream.

Chillin' In Korea
Date: January 28th, 2012
Lucid: No

I was just walking around in some bustling little asian town, that I just again "knew" was Korea. North or South, I didn't even wonder about that. I was walking around, watching the people going past me, looking at the buildings, just chilling out and feeling good. In fact, I felt like I could move to live in there.

All the sudden this orange truck stops beside me. Somehow I knew that it was Chinese. There were some soldiers and they asked me to get on board. I decided that why not, even if I felt a bit threatened and wondered if I have something to worry about.

In the truck's... what's the word? Let's just say "space in the back", anyway in there was some guy they were holding as prisoner. He was beaten and tortured. I noticed that once of my old army buddies was one of the three soldiers doing the dirty deed and one of them were my sister's boyfriend. Neither of them are really asian and they were just themselves in the dream as well, but for some reason Chinese soldiers as well.

So anyway I was angry about this man being tortured, but they just said that it wasn't against the law and it is what it is. Crazy shit law. I got really angry and in my mind I just rationalized "Well, if beating up a guy into a near death isn't illegal, then killing you isn't illegal either." Somehow I got an assault rifle on my hands and killed all of the soldiers.

At that point the truck was stopped in the middle of the woods, so I was in a perfect spot to get away with my murders. I grabbed the tortured guy on my shoulder and started running away. Most of the time it felt like the other guy weighted nothing, and finally the dream transitioned so that the guy was running along with me.

The environment had also transitioned. It looked like standard Finnish countryside. Some woods, some fields, house and barn here and there. We went across someone's yard and while the other guy got through unnoticed, some old woman spotted me. I tried to squirm my way out of it, but she wouldn't have it. I don't know what she could have done though, so why I just didn't leave? Anyway, the other guy saved me by saying something smooth and in the end we were welcomed inside their house.

We didn't stay for long, as we still had to continue fleeing from the authorities, who will surely eventually find the bodies and start tracking us down.

When that happens though, I'll be already awake.

I am running down the middle of a road with a friend. We reach a familiar street and both slow down, my friend walking on the right side of the road while I trail a bit behind on the left. As I am walking, I notice a dog with the facial features of a rooster approaching me, looking as if it is ready to attack. I signal to my friend for help but he is too far ahead and does not see. Scared, I half climb on top of a parked car for safety while readying myself to kick the animal if I need to. It edges itself closer and looks ready to leap towards me when I hear a strange alien-like screech. I turn to see that the sound has come from my friend, who is apparently mimicking the cry of the animal in order to scare it away. It works and the animal flees.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Had a beautiful dream in which I met my Dream Guide. I was lucid and she was silent as usual. We were on the beach and she just moved her hands in the air, like painting a canvas and the air and the clouds smudged and made beautiful ethereal drawings in front of my eyes.
I tried to do the same thing and I moved my hands in a way that made the sand dance. I envisioned a Buddha and the sand obbeyed my hands and sculpted itself into a solid Buddha sitting on a throne. When completed, the sand sculpture slowly started to transform into gold with incrusted jewels. I noticed that the throne was in fact a 3D mandala on top of which was the Buddha. He was part of it and also beyond it.

~Had one of those dreams that make you facepalm once you wake up. I was in a room with a waterbed, so I got on the bed and laid down, thinking maybe I could fall asleep and have a lucid dream. Didn't even RC. It felt amazing, though. I closed my eyes and imagined floating in the ocean, and it was the most relaxing, soothing feeling.

~I was in some kind of restaurant, looking at a display case full of all their desserts. One of the employees came up next to me and pointed at a chocolate bar in the case.

"If you eat that, you get a special prize," he said. I told him okay, and he took the chocolate out and handed it to me. After I took a bite he informed me that it was filled with hot sauce, mashed peppers, and ranch, but it tasted fine so I kept eating it. After I finished, another employee walked in with a HUGE piece of cheesecake.

"This is your prize," he told me, dropping it into a shopping cart that had suddenly showed up. Then he grabbed a doughnut from the display case. It was pink, with chocolate frosing. It looked yummy. He started to hand it to me, but then said, "Oh, wait. This has cotton in it--are you a Christian?" Apparently if you were a Christian you couldn't eat cotton. "Ah, nevermind. Just eat it." He gave me the doughnut but then the dream ended.

~Just a fragment, I was in a very dirty, flooded place with sad looking stuffed animals floating around.

~I was walking around in my yard when a very large, reddish-brown dog came up to me. He was probably about five foot three from the ground to his shoulder. "Hey, I want you to look in the newspaper for me," he said. I couldn't tell if he was nice but a bit creepy, or if he was about to eat my face off. I tried to walk away but he kept up with me, his nose touching my face.

"Yeah, I can look," I told him.

"Look in the newspaper for a dog." He licked my face and loped away. He was scary.

~In what looks like a castle courtyard. There are Pokeballs laying everywhere, and armored guards trying to chop my head off. I pick up every Pokeball I pass and open it. Pokemon pop out all over the place, attacking the guards, until finally all the guards are knocked out. Then I just pick up Pokeballs to see what's inside.

"No, no!" A little boy runs up, looking terrified. "Don't take that one!"

I look at the Pokeball I was about to pick up. "Why?"

"It's my Jigglypuff. I hid it here so they wouldn't steal it."

"Oh. Okay." I leave the Pokeball and continue walking.

~I'm running from a killer with Joe Pesci and Marisa Tomei. We're hiding out in a random house, talking about how we think we lost him. I see a white van pull in the driveway.

"Oh no, I think that's him," I say, pointing at the van. Joe and Marisa drop to the floor like they're expecting gunfire, but I figure the killer is just going to walk in, so I run upstairs. Somehow I just end up downstairs again, though. The killer is in the house and "he" is actually Elizabeth Gilles. She raises a gun and points it at Joe.

"It's time to stop running," she smiles.

Joe rolls his eyes. "Ah, screw it," he says, raising his hands in defeat. Elizabeth shoots him four times and he drops to the floor. Marisa has completely lost it and is screaming her head off in the corner. Elizabeth shoots her, too. I run into a different room. The house is now flooded with several feet of water. I dive under and pretend to be dead so Elizabeth doesn't shoot me. Eventually she catches me coming up for air.

"Hm..." she says, running a finger along the barrel of the gun. I wait for her to hold it up and kill me, but she doesn't. Instead, she puts it away and tells me to go get her some cookies. I hurriedly run to find a pantry or some other place where there would be cookies, and find my friend Gabi moving around containers in a fridge. I run up to her and we're both terrified, wondering when we're going to die.

~I'm exploring some sort of huge abandoned house that also resembles a shipwreck. A man in a tan trenchcoat walks in and offers to give me a tour, but I decline, saying I already know where everything is.

Dream recall has been woeful over the last few days, and I've had nothing to write in here, but finally I remembered a bit of last night's dream (though there wasn't much significant about it).
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27/1/12
[This night was following a big clubbing night out, which explains the first half.] I am in my uni flat with the girls that I usually go out with and we've just got back from a club, discussing going out the following night as well. Over time, everyone in the nearby blocks of flats pulls out for various reasons. I see one girl I know quite well tucking the rest of her flat into bed, and saying that they're 'not allowed' to go out Saturday [I always saw her as a bit of a mother-figure].

Later, I'm in a computer room back at school, and I've just finished my work. I am reluctantly convinced by my old rugby coach to go to the lunchtime training session, which involves the whole team running on treadmills in a line, passing the ball to each other, which seemed a lot more normal in my dream than it does looking back at it.

I was watching myself fight on UFC live, I was fighting someone can't remember. My family saw me at the house and asked if im fighting right now and I tell them I am, but I wonder if UFC is live and im fighting, what am I doing at my house watching myself fight.

I go walk around, I see my bro and use raidens thunder dash move but am still not completely lucid. I try stealing some glowing objects from this guy but he doesn't let me. Then I start to realy question whether I'm awake or asleep. I go over to my sliding door adn RC nose pinch and it works. I walk outside lucid, and start kicking my cars windows in. Then I start flying around and realize I have to practice my goals of fush ro dah shout and pyrokinesis. I try both which don't work, then I try kamehame ha and it comes out as a blue ball that hits my brother in the head while I'm flyihng in the air. I tried stabilizing by touching objects around me etc. And I start flying more. My cousin also joins in an is lucid.

We fly to the top of a building but soon I wake up.

This is getting kind of wierd, BK is becoming a major recurring DS which I guess is actually a good thing

I was at a burger king right by our local ski hill (ski/snowboarding too for that matter ) with a couple friends. We met up with several other people who I didn't recognize. Apparently we had been skiing all day together and it was now like 8:00. We got in line and the other group of kids had just ordered and were waiting for their food. I got up to order and asked for a medium number 7 (what i always get) which is a 9 piece chicken fries meal. The cashier told me they no longer carried them, even though it was still on the menu. Quite disappointed I looked around a bit and right on the counter was a little heating thing filled with cinamon rolls. They looked really good, so I bought 2 and ate them.

The next thing I knew I was outside another burger king with the same friends and we walked inside. We met up with those same people again and they had just ordered their food. I did the exact same thing as the last BK and order a medium number 7. This time, though, I got it without any problems. We all sat down at a table and ate our food talking about the day. Apparently one of them had hit their head and got knocked out, but was alright now. After I finished eating I was still hungry so I went up to the counter expecting those cinamon rolls to be there still. They weren't . I was a bit frustrated and was about to ask where they went but I woke up.

After I woke up I thought about this a bit and realized that my dream had gotten them mixed up. The BK near us no longer had chicken fries while the one down by the ski hill did, unlike the dream. However, the one near us did not have the cinamon rolls, while the other did, which matched the dream. I think I should lay off the burger king for a bit though

DreamLucidAwake

Lost Dog

Just a very short dream of me looking for my dog. I was riding in the back seat of a car, my grandmother was driving, and my mother was in the passenger seat. We were driving through Loudonville apparently looking for my dog that ran away. We turned left onto main street and I saw my dog standing on the side walk as we turned.

"Hey! I saw my dog back there!" I told them.
"So?" My grandmother ask.
"So let's go back there and get her?" I asked.
"Fine." She said turning the car around.

As she turned the car around I got that weird feeling again. That feeling where I know something bad is about to happen or there is a nightmare creature nearby. I looked out in front of us and saw a shadow man just standing there in the road. The car stopped in front of him. He didn't move. He just stood there staring at us and that feeling grew stronger. Remembering that I only get this feeling in dreams I decided to plug my nose and look at my hands. I couldn't breathe through and my hands looked normal. I kept trying over and over again because it just didn't seem right that I would be awake. The next thing I know, my grandma became impatient and ran the shadow man over.

I woke up after trying another reality check. When I had awaken I couldn't move. I was stuck in sleep paralysis again. "Crap. Sleep paralysis again." I thought. "3, 2, 1, FLAIL!" I thought to myself before I managed to roll over. I was apparently still too tired and relaxed though because I got stuck in sleep paralysis again right after. This time I decided to see what would happen if I let it happen. I lied there for 10 seconds before it felt like someone kicked me in the spine. Then I decided to just get up for a minute to unrelax myself.

End

This dream appeared to be a compilation of random memories. Yet, it seemed to fit together well.

At a hotel, the scene appeared rather sepia. I was standing atop something, dropping aerodynamic paper helicopters as part of some experiement.

Later, I was applying bug spray to myself, at a cave park that I previously visited in Eastern Ontario. The spray then became lotion, and it smelled of DEET, mixed with mint, which someone noticed. Perhaps the smell was another facade.

Soon, the scene merged somehow smoothly so that I was at my computer screen, which had an odd colour, resembling jelly in another facade. I soon wake up to the sound of my 8:15 alarm.

I get up, and turn off the alarm, heading back to sleep on this early morning day. A notable lack of woman, my dream had.

After some dream, I wake up - this would have been a WILD if not for the dream in between. At my cupboard of computer stuff in my computer bedroom, the digital clock was on the left side, when it was usually on the right. My computer was on the right side rather than the left, and for some reason it had a computer tower at the corner instead of being a rull laptop. I press the button, and turn off the computer. The tables start shaking, but it doesn't seem to be an earthquake.

Suddenly, the digital clock slides off the cupboard, although there seem to be no papers nearby, and falls onto the table below - SPLAT. I then ask my dad what that shaking might be.

Waking up for real again, I notice the shaking comes from a washing machine downstairs. So then, I fall asleep.

Somehow, I am still at my computer, browsing Facebook. A close friend of mine uploaded a song onto my Wall, which had not yet become a Timeline, as requested by January 31. A blurry, beige, bluish sepia scene was the thumbnail music video.

This was apparently a heavy metal rock song, created by my friends' basement band a few days ago. Its title was "i'm not gay". The subtitle: Few talk about the title. Another friend who I recently added and was a guitarist, liked the video.

Surely there would be comments on a video of this sort on a site like youtube, but there were none confronting the title, only one congratulating the uploader. The green like bar reached 1 like on the video itself.

Another friend had posted a status, initials RM, in the ticker tape on the right-top of the screen. His profile picture was someone drumming, but it was actually a close-up of the socks on top of the bass kickpedal, which was weird. Even weirder, the status said: It always rains when I'm looking at the screen.

Even weirder still, I woke up. Looking outside, the roof was white, and it was snowing, not raining, which was a pleasant thing to see.

Logic does not begin or end with fag - logic begins at hello.