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Between Sleeping and Waking: Dream Diary of the Man Who Doesn't Make Sense.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011:

Day 6: Targets and the Grecian Palace.

I had been outside the gas station in part of Arizona. The air was arid, and I had been with three friends (two outside with me, one in a car, and all three had been based on real-life people) pondering just how I would get myself back home. I had come to this field of sand to test a route to a college prior to my going there on a class trip. That was when I had suddenly realized that I had been dreaming. Just as this realization came to me, I began to run over the environment with my hands, so as to cement lucidity. Then, facing my two DCs who were with me, I figured, "why not?" That was when I had begun to attack my poor friends with my fists. Obviously, they hadn't liked that too much, and they quickly walked off into the emptiness of the desert. Just as they did so, I had gotten the sudden urge to perform an energy beam attack. So, I cupped my hands and said the immortal and infamous words...
"Kamehame..."
At this point, a small, glowing, bluish-white ball of energy had formed in my hands.
"...ha!"
Then, I shot a small slow-moving blast of energy out of my palms. It missed horribly, resulting in one of the fleeing DCs giving me a look of disproval. I had remembered that she had been a Dragonball Z fan in waking life. When the DCs had finished walking off, I got in the car with the third DC. He proposed that we head off to the grocery store, my lucidity hanging by a thread. We did so, and, luckily for me, the lucidity had intertwined itself within the dream's plot. I had resolved that I would call my mother and tell her not to worry - for I would be home after I awoke.
Upon reaching the grocery store, I noticed that the structure was surprisingly elaborate. Unlike your typical store, grass and stone fountains had aligned the floors where merchandise shelves were held. The textures and the shelves had effectively formed a maze of Grecian proportions. I never did get a chance to explore the place too deeply, however. I soon awoke in my bed.

Duration: Roughly five minutes.
Level of Lucidity: Low.

So I immediately went back to sleep, and I ended up at church. SGT G was there, and he wanted to wrestle me for some reason. I planted him on the ground, and all this stuff of his fell out his pockets everywhere. I felt kinda bad for him, because I think he got hurt pretty bad. I was picking up the stuff, and Jeff came up, and started talking about forming a rap group. He sat in this chair and kept trying to convince me, with his thick southern accent. He started talking about how we're wasting time and getting older. He said "hell, I'm older than my father now", "we gotta do somethin' cuz". I couldn't help but laugh.

I'm at this bank...waiting in line, and I decided to look out the window. There was someone near my car, but they had just gotten out on their own. I'm still waiting in this huge line, and it's taking forever. I looked back outside, and I see the same people near my car. I forget about the line, and head back out to my car. It's jacked up, and the engine is hanging half way out of it, and the two clowns who are stealing stuff are trying to run away. I caught up to both of them and threw them in a van (maybe someone was with me....or the cops, i'm not sure). I was asking the guy why in the world would he do something like that to me. He told me because there are no good people in the world. I punched the guy a few times, woke up mad as hell and went back to sleep.

I was in a fitness hall, spraying water out of my hand, which i swung in spirals, forming a square shaped water box at the end.

I've been trying for WEEKS to have a WILD. And I finally had one today. It happened at the weirdest of times. I just lied down, and decided to do a WILD at 11:30 PM. So I got in bed, and let my mind wander for a while. I didn't move at all. Finally, I began to see hypnogogic imagery. I was about to try to enter it, but it changed to something else before I could. When I was sure this was a dream, I tried to open my eyes. It was a bit hard, but when I did open my eyes, I opened my RL eyes XD

There are also 2 other dreams I had that night. One, I remember getting lucid, and wondering what food tastes like in dreams. So I closed my eyes and said "Fried chicken(Favorite food!) must appear in my hands, and I held my hands out. I opened my eyes, and after a few seconds, the food formed. So I ate it. It's okayish, not as good as RL fried chicken though

The other one, I don't recall so much

I was in my school library and school was about to be released. When the bell rang I went outside and it was raining. It wasn't raining very hard but the principals still made everyone go back inside. We hadn't had rain in so long that when we finally did they wouldn't let us leave the school. I went back into the chool and went to the restroom then went to sit in the library again.

I was with this unimportant person at this nice looking old house. It was surrounded by a bunch of dark green trees and an aging path led from the house to the road. It was night and normally I am pretty nervous to be outside during this time. However, there was a sort of comfort about the cool night air and the darkness seemed welcoming, rather than encompassing and frightening.
The unimportant person, I suppose we'll call her Wendy, needed to go somewhere. I had nothing better to do, so I followed her. I honestly don't think the girl noticed I was there. She and I walked over to her really old car and she got in. It was one of those snug black cars from the fifties. I thought about getting in, but I decided to just hitch a ride on the car's roof.
My reasoning?
"She won't be going fast down this road."
As I'm looking at the moon and all the pretty trees, I smile and think,"This is wonderful. It's like a dream..."
Then, I realize that it is a dream. I'm quite pleased and don't let myself get excited, for fear that I'll wake up. I remember reading dream stabilization tips on this website and others, and try to use them. However...
"Clarity now!"
Same blurriness.
I pause for a moment, then say it again. Same thing happens.
"I said CLARITY NOW."
My sharp and commanding voice did little if nothing to help.
However...
"...HD Vision now!"
Poof! Everything was nice and clear. I suppose I could have gotten off the car, but I was enjoying myself. So, I issued a few commands.
"I'd like her to turn down this road, left, up a ways."
The car went the way I wanted.
"This scenery is really nice, but I want it to be dusk instead."
Then, it was dusk. I stopped after that because I didn't care.
The End

I had a dream about me being on computer and listening to Children of Bodom and doing other stuff in the internet. I woke up and I realized I could attempt to DEILD.

I constantly fell to somewhat really unstable and weak dream and I woke up everytime I tried to do anything like RC or dream stabilizion. I saw the dream but I wasn't there, so basically it was similar to when you play some video games where you are waiting to respawn

I woke up this morning at around 8 AM, and realized that I had once again failed to have a lucid dream, and only remembered a little bit of one dream about getting really drunk on beer, working at a cash register for a really long line of people, and messing around with two friends. I was so frustrated that I told myself "You are not leaving this bed until you have had another dream, and it had better be lucid". So I lay back down in bed, but I couldn't go to sleep again for another half hour (because I really wasn't tired anymore).

Finally, I managed to get back to sleep.

FIRST LUCID DREAM:

I am shopping for a present for my brother in a strange store, but there's nothing very good for him, and one PEZ dispenser costs 10 dollars. They keep boarding up the shelves so that I can only see stuff through the side. I find an awesome skirt that makes you look like Kairi from Kingdom Hearts, but when I look back they've all turned into other articles of clothing.

I walk into another part of the store and do a reality check of plugging my nose and breathing. I realize it works and am SUDDENLY LUCID! YAAAY! I do the things that I read about not to lose it, so I try to spin around and look at the rest of the dream, but it fades out a little as I do this and I feel myself waking up. So I don't do anything. I don't move a muscle and I don't open my eyes, I just start to visualize until the supermarket fades back in around me.

This time I try the undressing trick that I've read about, but I only manage to take off my shoes - the rest is too difficult.
I'm too worried to try walking through any doors, as the dream feels very fragile to me. I remember I wanted to try and find M in my dream, so I imagine him being in the other room, and I call out his name loudly. It makes me wonder if my real body is yelling as well.

As I turn the corner I see him, but his back is too me and he walks into a freezer. This frightens me, and I'm worried that if I get too frightened I will wake up, so I don't follow him. I walk back into the supermarket and notice how clearly I can hear the music coming through the loudspeakers. I walk out the doors and am at the beach.

I wake up. And do a happy dance!! Yaaaaay!!!!

Awake Non-lucid Vivid

It's dark and windy outside. I'm in a white, open room with many windows, but it's bustling with people. I'm in school, in a french lesson (definitely NOT my school, and I don't take or know any french) . I'm laughing with a couple of people. The class seems really informal. No one is sitting in seats, and we're off in groups doing whatever we want. I start talking a bit of German.

A teacher comes up. (She actually teaches RMPS at my school). She's very small, with long dark hair. I seem to think that she's a laid back teacher and that I can have a joke around with her, but when I make a comment, her face goes stern.

She asks me to say something in French. I glance at my friends, but they offer no help. I mumble something and the teacher is suddenly furious. She shouts in my face, so I try and back away but end up flat against a window. She slaps me, quite hard, and I'm getting quite scared.

She drags me outside by my hair and pushes me onto my knees, shoving a shotgun into my hands. For some reason, this is a horrible punishment. I hold the the shotgun away from me and shake my head. I don't want to touch it and it seems to burn my skin. The night is suddenly very still and starry, it would actually be beautiful, if I weren't preoccupied.

The teacher grabs a boy and holds him in front of me.

"Shoot him or I'll shoot you."

I'm breathing heavily, I look between the boy and the teacher. The boy is shaking and obviously fearing for his life. The teacher's face remains neutral. My life or his.

I can't do it. I throw the shotgun to the ground.

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I'm at Alton Towers, before the park has actually opened. I'm standing in a line waiting to get on Rita, excited but also a little fearful. I remember the speed and am not sure if I want to go on it again. I decide to leave and go on Air instead.

I go to back out of the line, but someone pushes me forward and I can't get out. Suddenly I'm in an indoor swimming pool, all tiled. A woman pulls me onto a chair and straps me in. I tell her I don't want to go on but she either can't hear me or doesn't care. She doesn't strap me in properly, as the belt is becoming undone. I can't get out of the seat though.

The seat lifts up and delves into the water. I'm only under for a few seconds but when I'm dragged back up I cough and splutter out water. It's dripping into my eyes and blurring my vision but I can't move to wipe it away. My clothes feel like they're just dragging me downwards. The water is ice cold.

Someone at the side sits with a laptop. "You need to download some mantras!" They call. I'm pushed back underwater and have stopped fighting against it. The person keeps shouting that I need to "download" mantras, but I go quite lifeless and sag against the chair. Eventually I black out.

Reading something here on DV triggered a dream memory from about a week and a half ago. I had this dream while I was traveling so I didn't record it like I should have. But it is significant because I died four times in the dream. I have died before in dreams--but not four times in a single dream. Let's see what I can remember of it.

I remember I was being chased by zombies. I remember running into a pool of water to escape from a horrible zombie death. But the zombies were coming and I had to put my head under the water. I held my breath. I could see shadows of the zombies near the pool. I knew I was going to die one way or the other. I chose death by drowning. I could feel myself getting lightheaded, dizzy, and then finally blacking out.

Then I was on the run again--as another person, I think. I was with someone else, and together we ran as fast as we could trying to get away. But, unfortunately we rounded a corner and ran smack into a group of zombies. I was suddenly surrounded by zombies. They crowded around me. I could feel one grab my head. I felt a slightly painful jerk....and I knew I had died.

Then I became the other person I was with. The zombies grabbed hold of me. I wished for another quick death. But I didn't get my wish this time. I was lifted so I was horizontal. Then several zombies started taking bites out of my legs. It was horrible and painful. How long would it take to die this way? I panicked. I couldn't take this any longer. I willed myself to die. And suddenly I was dead.

At this point I no longer remember the fourth death. I only remember that there was one.

Dream:

I was running down my street toward the airport. I noticed that I seemed light as a feather. My feet barely touched the ground as I ran and ran. I knew that I could run for miles and not get tired. I wasn't even having to breathe hard.

I looked down at my feet. I was wearing my Vibrams. Of course. It was the shoes. I knew there was a reason I loved these shoes so much.

Paul has come over to my house. We are at my parents playing some really crappy FPS game, everyone is using automatic weapons but I'm using a pistol which seems to do way more damage and be insanely accurate.
After a while of playing this game paul looks at his watch and tells me its time to leave, it look late, its pretty dark and im sure my parents are both in bed too. I tell him ok, so we both head to the door. For some reason i ask him "do you want any weeeeeeeeeeeeed?" (as i say weed i change the pitch of my voice to keep going higher until i stop saying the word) He laughs and turns around, "bro, check this out" He pulls out a plastic bag FULL of green, maybe 2 or 3 ounces. I hear my parents stirring in their sleep and think SHIT. Suddenly i can smell the green and tell paul to get out asap before they smell it! I get him to the door and paul says "hey wheres my car?" i look on our drive and just out front.... "i dno man where did you park?" he looks to the left to the neighbours drive and chuckles, "look" he points to the drive and his car is there. "wow, im sure they'll be well happy about that!" i say. He gets in his car and drives off.
I go back to bed and my dad is shouting from his room, something about media studies which i did for GCSE a LONG time ago. I just want to sleep and dont want to talk.

Dream 2

I am at my grandma's house, a lot of my family members are there, im sat down on a couch and my aunty is talking to everyone and it is beginning to annoy me. She starts talking down to me about my job or something and i snap "your SO fucking condescending all the time! Whats your problem?" she just looks at me, blank faced and shocked.
She tells me I am rude and i disagree, i tell her that she is being rude and i dont have to take it just because everyone is here. My other aunty, who is sitting to my left in a big leather chair leans forward and says "i agree with ben, i think he had every right to say what he did" i look around the room and can tell everybody agrees with me, but doesn't want to say anything. I get annoyed by this and tell everyone that im leaving.

I get up and go through the door in the living room, grab my coat and then say "and im definitely not coming over tomorrow either" i know there is something important we are all suppose to do tomorrow, but i just don't know what.
I leave the house and go outside to look for my car. I cant find it and instead there is a motorbike outside the house, i know its mine so i get out my keys and start up the bike. Its really snowy and there is ice on the road, its quite dark too but i manage to make it home. I talk to my parents about what has happened they agree with me, but im sure they will never say this to my aunties face.

Suddenly it is the next day and i decide id be stupid not to turn up, im sat an my grandmas playing guitar, i stop as i realise its time to go to the funeral. Its the funeral of my grandad (my grandad is still alive). We arrive at a huge field where hundreds of people are gathered all in black. The family goes down to the relative section, i decide to join them but i go a different way & get separated. I end up sprinting down a raised hill instead of the path which is to my left and now, below me. I cant see a way to get to the path from here so i carry on. Down to my right is a really high steep slope, with a mud river at the bottom, I can sense someone, maybe my mum knows that im thinking about getting down there and doesn't want me to do it, as it looks pretty dangerous.

I sprint towards the edge and start to slide down. I'm desperately trying to slow my descent, reaching out and grabbing handfuls of mud/grass to try to slow me down. I reach the bottom & then walk slowly to where most of my family are stood together, only i am below them and there is a huge and insanely steep hill between us. I try climbing up but its no use. Someone is telling a story of how my grandma and grandfather met. I realise that i shouldn't be able to hear this voice at this distance and also become aware that this voice is in my head. I nose plug RC
I can breathe! "I'm dreaming" i say to myself, i instantly think of my tasks and put my hand out in front of me, grasping and invisible control dial. I turn it and the dream begins to get bright and brighter. I hear DC's murmuring and asking whats happening. I laugh to myself and decide to fly up to them, half way up i realise that I am in my bed. Awake.

My dream last night was non-lucid and kind of confusing. I was on a boat in the middle of the ocean so things were most fluid about the dream.

An hour passed on the boat (probably about ten minutes irl) and I walked around the deck looking for something. I didn't know what it was, all I knew was that I needed it before we went to our location.

I turn a corner and see a little girl, crying. In her hand is a small fox plush toy with a tear in it. When I ask her what's wrong she hugs me and says, "Mommy, I had a bad dream".

I blink and hold her, unsure of what to do. Apparently, I am this girl's mother and I guess, looking back at the dream, I was looking for either her toy or her father/my husband.

I woke up when someone comes over and taps me on the shoulder. Just as I turn to look at them, I wake up.

Any idea what this means?

Dream - Lucid

I was in a hospital, though the colors were a little weird for a hospital. Instead of there being white everywhere, there were more earthy tones; I especially remember dark reds and browns.

I was getting some procedure done to my right eye. I don't remember them putting me under, I just remember being under and in a dream state (within my dream). I said to my mom in the dream state
"Doing something to my eye freaks me out."
I tried to feel my physical body to see what they were doing to my eye, but I couldn't. Thank goodness for that...that probably would have really freaked me out.

I knew I was dreaming now, and decided to fly. I flew up into the clear blue sky, relishing how it felt. I spotted someone hang gliding above me, and wanted to get up to their height. I flew even higher. I remember an old woman being with me.

I was then freaked out by the extremity of my altitude. I was really close to leaving the atmosphere, which shouldn't have scared me in the dream state, but it did. I thought to myself that I wanted to be back down onto the Earth, and then I was.

I was then waking up in the hospital. They wanted to draw more blood. I started freaking the fuck out, telling them no over and over and squirming and fighting. All the nurses, who were female, were trying to get me under control. One had this thing that looked like a hole puncher that they were going to use to draw my blood. She threatened to use it on my back. I got up and darted out of the room, tearing through the hospital. I encountered no other people.

I was then outside, and decided to fly again. I took off, and noticed I was outside my house. I decided to try to do something else. I wanted to see my friend J. I landed on the roof on the side of my house, and composed myself enough to start drawing a portal. I kept whispering, repeating
"I want to see J, I want to see J..."
I drew the portal on the roof, and when I felt it was ready, I jumped through. I was then in a dark, damp room. I felt a plant's tendrils all around me. I then saw myself in 3rd person being overcome and entwined with the tendrils. I then started to hear the nurses' voices echoing around me. I remember one saying something about bronchitis that wasn't in the lungs.