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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had lots of frags this morning when I woke up, one of them was kinda of a nightmare but something good actually came out ot fit. I realised what my dream weapon most likely is! It's the only weapon that works in dreams for me and the only one I use in all my non-lucids whenever zombies attack. A kitchen knife! Here's a big picture before the frags just to celebrate this joyous day.



22.30: Sleep

05.30: Fragments
*It's my sister's birthday and we're going to celebrate her. She doesn't show up though and we suspect the worst. She's been doing drugs again. 'I knew that asshole I've got on facebook worked in that business... No one works 70 hours a week just like that.' We go to her apartment and knock on the door. She opens up and starts apologizing. I start seeing small bags of drugs infront of me like a movie is playing.

*I'm at my grandparents little cabin out by the sea. I head for the floating dock and remember picking up alot of trash from the water a few days back. Out on the dock I spot a small pike in the water. I follow it back towards land when I see something bigger move in the water. It's an enormous pike head on a foot of body. The rest is inside of an even bigger pike, it looks like an enormous crocodile and it's upside down. 'Wow! Perhaps if I used a knife and attacked it I could catch it...' I run towards the house.

*I'm talking to a couple of construction workers about my salary. They're not doing the same thing I'm doing and they're atleast fourty. I tell them what my salary is and they're shocked that it's even more than theirs, and I'm not even fully paid. I kinda feel bad for them.

*I'm in the subway with another guy and we're going home. I can hear rock music playing. I recognise it as "Bullet for my Valentine" which I point out to the guy. I head through the booth and look at the big sign. My train is leaving pretty soon so I run up the stairs. A few ladies with baby carts are blocking the way but I get on my train in time.

*I'm with two other guys and we're going to kill some mafia boss or something. All of a sudden people start shooting and I hide behind cover. I spot the guy I'm supposed to get, but he pins me down behind a counter. I know he's supposed to be pretty slow. Suddenly he shows up next to me and I grab his wrist to stop him from shooting me. A knife appears in my hand and I stab him in the chest with it. "You're not the real one" an old lady behind me yells at the man I'm stabbing.

The real one is next to her in the kitchen. He's been shot a few times, but that doesn't stop him from trying to get me. I run up to him and stab him in the chest aswell. A green liquid starts spraying out of the wound. "You've hit the gall bladder" the woman says. The man is out of breath and for some reason I help her patch him up.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was staying in a really nice hotel in a city during Christmas time. Allen was with me. It was snowy outside and everyone was bundled up in big winter coats and scarves. This is one of my favorite times of the year so I was really excited. The hotel was massive and fully decorated in reds and golds, bustling with people. The most interesting thing though was this massive fish tank in the middle of the hotel. Inside were sharks that everyone was calling threshers but really they were thresher shark tales with hammer heads on them. There were about 50 of them in this tank; it was so packed with the sharks that they couldn’t swim without bumping into each other. I was fascinated by them and how aggressive they were. I watched as one larger one tore a smaller one into pieces. Their teeth were even more unusually pointy then normal. I got up right next to the glass, practically touching it with my nose. One of them was looking right at me and bumping into the glass over and over again. I signaled to allen to come closer. I explained to him that they must be each between 7 and 10 ft long. I was standing in amazement. Above the sharks were a metal container with seals. The sharks were trying to get to the seals but they were clearly safe so I didn’t worry about the little guys. One of them hopped out of the metal container and onto the ground next to me. I picked him up and scratched behind his ear, he apparently enjoyed it. Then I set him down to leave. When I walked upstairs I looked once more at the tank for a little bit before going outside in the cold with Allen.

I was on some remote island. The beach was huge and all I could see for miles was crystal blue ocean. The sun was huge, and very warm. I was sunbathing alone in a very cute 1950’s inspired bathing suit when Spleen walked by. I asked him if he would take a picture of me in the water so that I could always remember this place he said sure and sat down on the beach. I walked out into the water until it was up to my neck. Then I swam on my back back to shore. I found this so enjoyable and peaceful that I repeated this a few more times. I had totally forgotten about Spleen and I felt like I was alone. When I had gotten back to about my neck in the water for the 4th or 5th time, I remembered that a lot of sharks inhabited these waters and that it probably wasn’t safe for me to swim in. I quickly swam back to shore and walked back one the beach. Spleen told me about the party on the island that apparently everyone was at and that I should join. We walked together into the forest where sure enough there was a massive party with fire dancers, music, and lots of food and booze. Allen was there spinning to a crowd of girls and I laughed at him. He gave me a wink and I grabbed a drink and began observing everyone at the party. It felt really nice and relaxing to be there.

I lived in a very large apartment complex that sat at the top of a canyon. The canyon was really deep and beautiful. I was around some people that were sort of arguing about something but I wasn’t paying attention. I noticed that there was a small bowl of lava at the bottom of the canyon. I alerted to someone to look at it but they acted like the lava was common knowledge and they didn’t seem bothered by it. When I continued to pester the DC about the lava they explained that the lava rises a little each year and that in 50 years or so the canyon will be filled and we will all have to move somewhere else. He seemed assured that it wouldn’t happen for a long time so I stopped asking questions. I think stopped looking at the lava and had a casual half minded conversation with some DC but all the while the lava situation was still in the back of my mind. I decided to check on the lava again, this time the lava was half way up the canyon. I freaked. I quickly ran to grab Allen to show him. When I dragged him to look at the lava with me it had risen to just under the very top of the canyon and was moving fast. Everyone started to run up a steep hill to get away from the lava. I turned to see that it was moving much faster then I could up the hill. There was a book case on top of the hill and Allen and I crawled on top of it. There was nowhere else to go. The lava continued to rise. It reached all the way to the lip of the book case we were on before it stopped. It lingered there a moment before it started to rescind. Allen joked that he was going to push me into the lava but I didn’t think it was very funny. Finally the lava receded back down into the canyon.

I went to go visit Jayme at her tattoo shop to set up an appointment for both me and Allen to get work done by her. Her tattoo shop was incredible. The walls were dark green jade that had been carved out to shop pictures of little men in the rain forest. The whole place had a new age meets Asian inspired vibe, with lots of strong colors like dark green, mustard yellow, orange, deep purple, ect. Jayme’s eyes were really wide open and reminded me of a deer’s eyes. It was really warm out so we were both wearing summer dresses. I asked her how much and she said that she was going to slash her hourly price way down to $35 on hour. I was amazed at this, and super excited. Then she offered to drive to my house and do them there so we wouldn’t have to drive all the way out to her. I was really pleased and shocked at her courtesy. I agreed that she would come out later and we started to make small talk about random things. I told her I was nervous about having my ribs done because that’s a painful area. She told me that she discovered a new method of tattooing that didn’t hurt. She pulled out a needle and asked if she could put a tiny black dot on my hand. I agreed. She turned on the needle and barley touched my hand. I was amazed at how soft and painless it was.

Dream Fragment: Something about me going to stay in a cabin for camping. I drove out to the cabin to look at it. I was in the middle of some dense woods but I got a weird vibe from the other people that were there and I turned around and left.

I was a famous playboy bunny who had stolen millions from Hugh Heffner. Allen and I were planning on fleeing to Mexico before they caught us. We were in my bedroomwhen we had suddenly realized that they were on to us and that we needed to get out right away. Allen was only wearing his boxer and I was in a bra and underwear but we had to leave before changing. I peeked out into the hall and gave Allen the signal that the coast was clear. There is a long series here of us running down different hallways and being chased by the house staff and police officers. After what felt to be about 20 minutes or so of running down halls we made it outside to the back yard. We quickly ran to the poolhouse. I knew that no one was really after Allen and that they only wanted me. I told him to leave by himself and meet me in Mexico. We kissed and he ran. I ran into the pool house where I was met by a lot of people from high school. We were all saying high to each o9ther and giving each other hugs. It was apparently some type of reunion that was being housed there. Everyone knew that I was on the run and suggested that I leave before the cops came into the pool house. I agreed and then gave everyone my goodbyes. I ran out of the pool house and b lined for the streets. I was in a back ally when the “good cop” caught me. He gave me his jacket since I was about naked and showed me a copy of the magazine that he had saved that I was in. I leaned against the side of his car and looked at the photo’s. I couldn’t believe how large my boobs were in the picture. I was horrified by how large I had made them surgically, they were each the size of a large bowling ball. I decided that when I got to Mexico, I would get them reduced. Then I saw the “bad cop” in the distance. I knew that if he got a hold of me I would go directly to jail and have no chance to escape. Just then a bomb explosion went off in the distance. I knew this was my chance to run. All the police officers ran to investigate the explosion except for the bad cop. He was after me. Then the dream continued with me running down different ally ways and trying to hid from the bad cop before I woke up.

I was in an elementary school with Dina. Someone was after her and I was trying to protect her. I kept grabbing her by her arm and dragging her to different classrooms to hide. I was annoyed with how bad she was handling the situation and that I had to do EVERYTHING for her to save her. It was like she was a vegetable or something. At one point I barricade us into a classroom and the killer points his gun through holes in the wood panels and starts shooting. Eventually he runs out of ammo and we are safe. I cant remember what happens here but I get us out of the school somehow and then the dream cuts off

I was 3 months pregnant with Leo’s baby. Leo and I didn’t do anything sexually, it just really weirdly happened. I remember having a sick strange feeling the entire time about the whole situation but I never questioned if it was even physically possible. I decided to have a late abortion (not even sure if that’s possible at 3 months) to take care of the situation. Allen was super mad at me but we were still together. I told Leo thati wouldget the abortion and he was relieved. I then became really grossed out again. Allen and I had to take some sort of voyage somewhere. We stopped at a gas station to get snacks. Next thing we are on a boat. Allen and I were sitting by the railing of the ship. I had a weird feeling that Allen might throw my into the ocean so I held onto the railing really tightly. I can remember looking down at the waves and getting really nervous. Allen kept overting his eyes away from mine.
*memory laps*
Abortion had happened. Allen became a yoga instructor and was going to start teaching classes. I was in the class and noticed that it was all filled with young girls (like age 16, maybe 14 young). Allen told me that I couldn’t be in the class. We got into a fight and he explained that it was going to be pay back for getting knocked up. I started screaming at him explaining that I never did anything to get pregnant and that it was a freak accident so that he couldn’t be mad at me. He told me he intended on fooling around with the girls in his class. I called him a perv and that he was a disgusting dirty old man. I then stormed off and felt incredibly grossed out by Allen, the girls, and once again the freak pregnancy. It was incredibly up[setting to me.

My family went on a family vacation to Montana for some random reason. My grandpa Harlan and I were getting ready to go get some food . I was really excited because I LOVED the restaurant that we were going to. On the way there I saw some super fat white girl trying to play a ball game with a bunch of skinny white dudes. Her stomach kept showing as she bounced around. My grandpa made some joke about how she was a cheap prostitute or something and I thought it was really funny. I started to laugh a lot. As we pulled around the corner I noticed that she had a ton of make up on and it looked really trashy. I started to laugh again.

Dream:

I was hiking with a group of people through this narrow wavy slot canyon. It wasn't very tall, and it seemed to be located in a much larger canyon. I went back and forth through this slot canyon several times.

It reminded me a little of this canyon:





There was much more to this dream, but this is the part I remember.

08.11.2011

The Dream of Shopping for Last Year's Clothes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a supermarket shopping for clothes. I noticed several items that I already own, such as my grey and pink swimsuit. I realized that the shop sold outdated clothes because this is Mayotte. I told myself this was a good occasion to buy stuff I already have and like for the years to come, so I try on several outfits.

08.11.2011

The Dream of Harrison Ford's Revenge (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a dream entirely in third-person perspective. It shocked my housemate that I could be totally absent from my dream, but he liked it.
Harrison Ford, or a character who looked like him, had a long-standing grudge against his father, who had died when he was 25. At the same time he was amnesiac, having forgotten most everything about his father, as a defense mechanism he thought.
Harrison Ford worked with an older military guy. At some point, he discovers something about his father that completely changes the way he viewed him, and realized that his father's death was criminal.
When he goes out on the carpark (of his work place?), he notices an old black car, and it clicks into place with what he's discovered earlier. This old black car... it means that the military guy killed/is responsible for his father's death!
Harrison grabs his rocket launcher and starts shooting at the military guy to seek revenge for his father's death. He misses at firt and the rockets go flying over the sports field nearby. But then, he hits the fleeing military guy in the back, and instead of it being a carnage, it only makes his backpack explodes in sparkles.
Harrison Ford feels at peace with his dad now.

08.11.2011

The Dream of the Pink Harry Potter Musical (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with the Harry Potter cast (the three main actors) and I'm part of it, although I can't tell exactly what role I played in the saga, if any. We're all dressed in pink and we go to a concert/musical about Harry Potter.
Although we're not expected to take part in it, we climb on stage during the concert and start rocking out with the musicians. The crowd is over-excited.
From then on, the perspective switches to third-person. I watch the show as someone else, and when a song called Vulgarity comes out, I predict that I'll leave the stage, since I hate vulgarity. Indeed, I see myself climb over the railing and into the crowd, still singing, as the song starts.

I had an involuntary WBTB when I woke up with a fever at 6:30 AM. I had to force myself to write down a few key words in my dream journal, but then I dropped my pen, and I wasn't going to get up to find it.

First, I was in the old house, which was a lot bigger. There had been word of a plane that was going to drop this bomb. I think the bomb was supposed to cleanse the area, like it was a good thing, but it also had potential to be dangerous. The whole neighborhood was sitting outside on our lawn, and they were worried that a second degree flood was going to happen, and if it did, we would all die because there would be no one to save us. Brian told us to gather just the important items, and to close and lock all of the windows and doors. Only the front door was left open. Then we heard the sounds of plane approaching. I looked out the front door to see an incredibly low flying airplane that flew away from our house, so it would have come from the backyard. It was a pretty amazing sight. I also saw an insignia on the plane that indicated that this was the one that would drop the bomb. When it was out of sight, we all felt a big rumble. The plane had dropped the bomb in our backyard. We all hit the deck, and I remember worrying that it was going to be deadly. The bomb exploded and an orange gas swiftly rushed past us and the house from the backyard.

Then I was playing this Super Nintendo game that looked like it could have been on the Playstation 2. It looked like the guy from Uncharted, but it wasn't, and the game was that you had to shoot these alien monster things that were following you around, but the catch was that everything was almost in pitch black. This dream then shifted to first person, and I was the guy. I was in this room that had three paths to choose from. While I was deciding which way to go, I had to keep charging this gun and shooting the monsters that came at me from the right. Since the right path was almost pitch black, and the forward path was cold and icy, and the back path is where I came from, I chose to go left. It was a lot brighter in this path, and part of the game was that you can subdue enemies and then take control of them. At one point, the dream cut to a shot of me in a room with Mom and Brian, and I was playing the game. There was also this one part where there was this tourist attraction in these ruins, which I'm guessing took place in the same setting as the video game. The tourist attraction was this really long zip line that crossed this very large body of water. On the zip line were carts that you had to stand on and hold onto this pole so you don't fall into the water that was like a mile down. Below in the water was a giant, swirling whirlpool. It was a very unsafe tourist attraction.

There was a small part of a dream where Finn and Jake from Adventure Time were dream sharing and having an adventure in it. Then Finn said, "Yo dude, I gotta go to the bathroom." Then they woke up. There was also this glimpse of the Futurama characters looking down this gigantic hole in the ground.

Every time I woke up throughout the night, I would still be in a slight dream state, and I would get another "letter" of a band name or something. It was weird. There were a lot of dreams that involved bands this night. I don't remember them specifically though.

The last one I remember is that Sean and I had a babysitter, and she was really hot, and I decided to make a move, so when she was going to meet me in the bathroom (I don't know why) I went there first and stripped naked so she would walk in on me with no clothes on. She never came, and I was waiting for some time. I got annoyed, got dressed, and went to see what was taking her so long. She was making sandwiches in the kitchen, like hoagies and whatnot. I said fuck it, and I went to the living room to go sit down. The furniture was all rearranged, and it was DE that my mom did this. Sean and I were complaining that the way it was arranged was stupid because now you had to walk around everything, because it was all in the way, and for some reason the arrangement was making it physically hard to sit down. Sean was playing Pokemon Red, and I was watching. In the dream, it was in first person, and I mentioned that it was a lot different than Yellow Version, which is a top down game.

There was also a dream that had a hotel room, but that's all I know.

I was in my bedroom and saw my Mum and Dad, I then activated my PS3 and started to play some Transformer game. This game was weird it looked liked Star Wars Battlefront 2 mixed with Transformers:War For Cybertron. First I was Starscream and as I was flying over a planet's blue atmosphere I saw two Imperial Star Destroyers, I somehow switched to Megatron and transformed into his tank mode. I then fired at both ships and they exploded.

As I fell down a victory message from Star Wars Battlefront 2. It said something like "Victory or "You Won".

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I'd just gotten a job at Best Buy. Like anyone on their first day of work, I walked around aimlessly not knowing what to expect, awaiting my orders. I ran into my friend, who was in line at a restock station with a cart to do the transporting. Seeming easy enough, I grabbed a cart too, but ended up in the wrong line, where people were waiting to return items. I had to be told this by a customer. When I get up to the employee giving away the items to be restocked, he looks at me and makes a comment on my appearance, how I'm the scraggliest looking employee he's ever seen. I apologize that its my first day and that tomorrow I'll be more presentable. He nods me off, and tells me he'll make my job easier and places two neon yellow stickers in the basket and sends me on my way.

Not knowing what to do, I ask several employees. Each of whom laugh at me, as if to say "How could anyone be so dumb?" A girl walks up to me, young, beautiful, and my coworker, and tells me she'll show me what to do with them. She walks off into an open and outdoor area and explodes. The smoke from the explosion forms a dragon-like figure, fading shortly after.

I'm now off work, but still in possession of the stickers. I'm at my friend's house and my girlfriend is there with him. I look at her puzzled and she informs me that she'll been cheating on me for quite some time with my friend. They mention how they'd thought it was obvious. Furious at my own ignorance and the betrayal of my friend and girlfriend, I begin to swing on my friend. He jumps into stance but it is no match for my blind rage. I get several good hits on him before I pick him up and slam him head first into the pavement, where he lays lifeless for a moment before motioning his defeat.

My girlfriend, after seeing my passion for her, decides she wants me back. She's says everything she can think of to win my affection back, but it's no use. I pick her up, throw her in the pool, and leave. As I walk down the street downtown, I notice there is a concert event happening. I stop in and notice my friend standing there admiring the band. We share a cigarette.

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my one was at a store......i was with my boyfriend......we had ice cream and walked around the nearby walmart for something to do......then i was going with my parents.....and they drove a while to get to that one.....and i didn't like it because it was a small one.......and we went in a bus and my sister sat in front of me and kept turning around and slapping me and kicking me with high heals.......and i was buying towels (which were stolen by one of my roommates lately irl)

the other one was me in high school......i was sitting in the advanced classes room.....and the teacher was saying i should take an iq test......for fun.....plus she wanted to know........and put it on the shelf at the side.....so others could take it too if they wanted to.....and then she was talking about a test in the psyc. class that was coming up......and i made a face because i don't like tests....especially ones with essays/short answer.....and she said to not make that face...that it'll be fun.....because it's stuff that i find interesting.....(there was this test irl that she said would be fun before because we had to act like real psychologists and diagnose the patient from the case study with the information she gave and was convinced that that would be a fun part to the test)

Because of the street construction going that has been happening on my road starting around 7 am, I decided to go to bed early.

I set my alarm for 4 am and then listened to a relaxation tape in hopes of having a WILD directly after falling asleep. I figured worst case scenario, if I feel asleep without it, my alarm would wake me up at 4 and I would try again.

There were a number of minor set backs, including my alarm went off at 12 by mistake, I set it to snooze and it went off 10 mins later!!!! Then at 1:45 one of my tenant's guests decided to leave the house very loudly and that distracted me and put me in a rather bad mood.

I laid in bed most of the night trying to find and then observe the lights in the back of my eyes. I spent a lot of time focusing on them and tried to let them guide me into my dream but nothing worked.

I never fully fell asleep.

I was up and out of bed a few times, last one was at 5:30. Laid back down and still couldn't fall asleep.

My kid said goodbye at 7 am for school, so I refocused and tried again.

I had my ear plugs in due to the noise that was about to happen.

Not only could I not LD, I stil couldn't fall asleep.

Around 9 am I was frustrated but gave it one last attempt.

Something weird happened. I was so tired that I was falling in and out of sleep very quickly. I would become aware that I was dreaming and in a dream "world" but that awareness woke me back up. This happened maybe five times. Had to be less than a minute each time it happened.

Finally on the last time I attained Lucidity. It started off in my neighborhood. However it was not fully under my control. I could not fly very well.. but when I did I saw a beautiful field from my view above (a field that does not exist where I live).

From there I flew around the neighborhood in search of people. The neighborhood changed around me and soon I had no idea where I was located.

I briefly remember being inside of a warehouse of some kind at the top of some stairs.

Then I woke up and was not able to achieve lucidity again. I think in total my lucid trip was about 5 minutes.

Sadly I must have gotten a total of 10 minutes of actual sleep throughout the entire night.

Again I am frustrated by the possibility of having a whole night to explore and felt that I was on the right track. But at the same time this makes it three Lucid Dreams in a row (even if the last two were frustrating and brief.)

I was riding with my dad, step-mom, and step-sisters in my dad's semi. I was in the sleeper with the girls, and was holding what I called a "high-power sniper rifle". It didn't have a scope. I asked dad what would happen if it went off, and he said the truck would roll over and we'd all die. He then told me I had to assassinate somebody, and I was all for it! Then, as we got nearer to where my target was to be, I got all emotional and told dad I couldn't kill another person for somebody else's reasons, and dad got pissed! He kept going on with "this isn't about you!" and stuff like that, but I stuck to my morals and flat out told him I WOULDN'T shoot any body and he'd have to do it. We got to the dude's house who I was supposed to kill, and he came outside and tried to tackle me. I grabbed him and tried to throw him on the ground, but he was stronger than me and ended up on top. I tried to roll him over to gain the upper hand, but I was simply not strong enough. I yelled out "Uncle Johnny!" and uncle Johnny ran out of the house and kicked the dude in the head, and I rolled on top of him and my uncle and I beat the crap out of this dude.

I woke up feeling proud of myself for being willing to stand up for what I believe in in my dream, and also for beating up some terrorist guy...or something like that...