non-lucid

A young man got fed up with his girlfriend, murdered her in her sleep, and vlogged about the experience. They were the proverbial "cute couple", very affectionate. They looked sort of like hipsters. They lived in like a hotel that didn't have any doors. You had to climb into your room through the window via a ladder. The man must have been unemployed.

One day, the man just got tired of her. Maybe she annoyed him or he just didn't like her anymore. So he settled on the obvious solution to his problem: to kill her. Before she got home from her job or whatever, he drenched her side of the bed in some sort of toxic liquid that her skin would absorb.

She came home. She was obviously utterly in love with him, and she was sooo happy. She loved him more than anything. After they had talked for a while, they went to bed together. In the morning, she was dead. He started making videos about what it was like to kill someone. He seemed really happy and excited. I remember him saying something like, "Yeah, it felt good, man!"

My father died recently, so I go to a grief support group. I dreamed I was at one of my group meetings. I asked my group if any of them had any experience lucid dreaming. I asked them if seeing their dead parents was a lucid dream trigger. No one seemed to know what lucid dreaming was, except our facilitator. I keep slapping myself for not doing a reality check. Stupid me.

I dreamed it was the fourth of July. I was at my grandparent's house. My sister was building this elaborate construction out of wooden blocks. I messed part of it up, and it infuriated her.

Grandpa kept his car in the basement for some reason. The front window was covered with ice. He was scraping it off so we could go to an air show. It was like the Fourth of July/Christmas time. I was playing with these weird Christmas decorations, singing Christmas songs. The inside of the car was filled with snow.

Then we got to the air show. There was only one airplane there, and I was to fly it. So I flew it all around in crazy circles. It was fun.

Then I dreamed I saw myself in the mirror. My face was the same, but I was almost entirely bald, except for little rough patches of bloody hair. My scalp was covered with these huge awful oozing sores, and my ears had been like ripped off. I could see into my brain. And I said to myself, "I always knew I'd look terrible bald. I need to invest in a hat." It didn't scare me in the slightest.

I was a popular artist, and some high-end museum had commissioned some work. I was going to take some tree roots and cover them with paper mache. But somehow all the supplies for my artwork ended up in this black guy's car. He started driving off with them. So I hopped into my car and chased him. I followed him all night. Finally he stopped for gas at a convenience store. As he was inside paying, I hastily piled all the stuff from his car into mine and then got in my car and floored it back to my studio. Then I wrote a letter to a friend, telling her what happened.

My mother and I were home alone. It was completely dark outside except for our porch light. We had heard reports that a scary man was running loose in the area. He broke into houses at night and stood in people's rooms and watched them sleep. I was fumbling with our door, trying to get it to lock. Suddenly, our porch light went out. I went into the kitchen and started talking with my mom. I said something like I hated how some people think it's funny to break into someone else's home. Then our porch light turned back on. I suddenly got really scared, thinking about the man. I started hyperventilating, and I woke up.

I dreamed that I was part of a school and as a science lesson we were supposed to transform ourselves into spiders with glowing orange eyes. It was horrible! Fortunately I didn't transform myself before the dream ended.

Then there was something about a school group swimming out in the open ocean during a huge storm. They died.

There were these three strange tiny creatures that lived at the base of a tree in our yard. We took care of them. One of them was quite elderly.

Pewdiepie had a weird mechanical pig made out of plastic, and one day it escaped from him and sped off down a highway. He chased it, and it led him to an apartment building. Inside, a man with dredlocks was begging. He handed Pewdiepie a costume which would make him look exactly like the vagrant, complete with dredlocks.

There was like this international frisbee match, and my mother and sister and I were sitting in the very top row of the bleachers. It was the end of the game, and the players were just fooling around. I decided they needed a standing ovation, so I stood up. Soon everyone in the stadium was standing and clapping. And I remember saying to my sister, "Look at what I made them do!" I was so proud.

Then we discovered the eldest of the three small creatures had disappeared, though we guessed it had only died of old age.

I dreamed that I lucid dreamed. I dreamed I was in a half awake sort of state, lying on my bed in the late afternoon, and I thought to myself, "I'm dreaming". Suddenly, my head dropped down onto my pillow, this tingling sensation fell over me, and my vision went black. It felt so strange and interesting. I rubbed my hands together to try and stabilize myself. Then I tried summoning a friend of mine, but it didn't seem to work because I couldn't see a thing. All I had was the sensation.

Then I dreamed I woke up and told someone about it, and they said I needed to summon an incubus.

P.S. Does anyone have any ideas on whether this was a real lucid dream or not?

I dreamed I was driving through Colorado or something and there were these majestic snow-peaked mountains all around. I was down in a valley. I must have been speeding or something, because a police officer put his lights on behind me. There was no shoulder and I wasn't in a town, so I pulled into someone's driveway. I don't really remember the police officer or what he said. He might have just driven past me for all I know.

I decided to park the car and go up to the house. I walked in. The house was strangely quiet. As I looked around, a man walked up to me. He was a hillbilly and had a crazed look about him. He was carrying a suitcase and seemed in a great hurry. He told me he couldn't stay in his house anymore, and urged me, even begged me to take it. He said I could have it for free. Before I could answer, he was gone and out the door, leaving me to deal with his house and belongings. He might have driven off in my car. It wouldn't surprise me if he did.

I wandered about his house. The house wasn't very nice. In fact, it was very trashy. But he had the neatest stuff! Like a bottle that you would build a ship in, only filled with hundreds of other tiny bottles. Or a smart phone with tons of songs from the Matrix movie soundtrack. But the strangest thing was a set of toy soldiers, only the two opposing kings were missing. That disappointed me, because I wanted the complete set.

I dreamed about the largest shopping mall of all time. It was terrifyingly large. It was so huge it had to be built underground.

There were these three "people". I say people because that's the only way I can describe them. They were more like weird human-animal things. Anyway, these three people broke into the mall one night. There was no one there. It was creepy and huge and fancy. They split up because they wanted to see different things.

My dream mostly followed the female character. She was either part duck or part chicken. She wandered about aimlessly till she got to the end of a hallway. At the end there were several elevators and a door. She tried the door first. Inside it, there was a huge room, with the floor covered in expensive white marble tiles. But just as she was about to step out onto the floor, it disappeared, revealing a huge chasm that dropped down for miles. She gasped, ran away and closed the door behind her.

Then back in the corridor, she tried the elevators. But they kept doing weird things. Like the doors would only open part of the way. Finally she gave up, but thought she'd look into the huge chasm room once more. The floor was still gone, but she felt a strange urge to walk over the edge into the depths. She tentatively put a foot out, and her foot stepped on something solid. The floor was invisible! She could walk! She giddily ran out into the middle of them room, when suddenly an army of pea-green duck warriors came out of an invisible hole in the floor and hauled her under.

They chopped her and sliced her and sent her remains down a brass chute. The remains came out where her two companions were, and they promptly made the remains into crab cakes shaped with cookie cutters and dipped them in pea soup and ate her.

Then there were ghost hunters. One of them was explaining to me the functions of different flashlights they carried. He showed me a black light and turned it on. Suddenly, wherever they were, his companions turned towards the light and came to it. He explained that humans have an irresistible attraction to black lights, and they will come to it against all odds.

Then my grandfather was trying to cut down the largest tree in the world. It was like several miles high.

There was a ship stranded out on a stormy sea at night. The wind blew incredibly hard, and it seemed as if the ship would fall apart. A strange tentacled seaman fell overboard with his pet squid. They began to sink. Suddenly, a bright light shone down on them from above the water. They began to float upwards. They broke the surface of the water and looked up in astonishment. A huge spaceship was floating over the wreck of the ship, beaming them up. The spaceship was owned by these crazy Russian dudes.

Then I had driven into a small town on a stormy night to pick up something at the grocery store. I picked out what I needed and went up to the cash registers. I saw one staffed by two giggly girls, so I went over there. At the checkout, I decided I wanted a lollypop. I selected one and bought it. The girls told me that buying it made me elligible for a prize if I drew something from a hat. An old hillbilly came up behind me and watched. I drew the winning thing from the hat and won a prize. Then there was a grand prize and I won it too! It was a picture of a tick really really close up. It was framed and everything. It was disgusting.

Then I was driving the car with grandfather and some other people through a neighborhood. Suddenly he really freaked out because someone was getting out of a parked van next to the road. I put on the brakes and watched. A lady opened a door on the side of the van, and all these really weird and disgusting-looking nursing home inmates walked out and across the road. Man, but they were spritely! They jumped and leaped across the road.

Then we arrived at our destination. It was like a weird fancy underground place with nice lights, polished woodwork and chandaliers. There were small babbling streams running through it sometimes, and there were fancy bridges over them. We wanted to see an underground church that branched off from there. We got to a huge ornate door that would lead into it. The senior citizens were already there, and out of kindness we told them to go in first. But they insisted WE go in first. It suddenly turned into a fight. To my astonishment, a man I know walked up to me and started to fight me. I poked him.

Somehow we all got into the church. It was very nice, but sort of modest. There were balconies all around the room, so I went up there and sat down. A bunch of children I didnt know were there.

I dreamed that this girl I like and her family and I were antique shopping in a quaint little town. I had gone into a shop before the others. It was a music shop, and I was randomly strumming the strings of a bass, which was horrendously out of tune.

Suddenly, this girl walked into the shop and stood really close to my side. I strummed the strings, and they made a really weird noise. She asked what I thought it sounded like, and I said, "Like a sick stomach". She was about to hug and kiss me when the rest of her family came in.

Then I dreamed I had a lion costume. You know, like a cheap, stupid-looking Halloween thing. It looked totally weird, but a man who was an expert in lion costumes said I had the "right physique" for it.

Then my grandpa told me a strangely menacing story about the apostle Paul voyaging to America, travelling to the midwest and preaching to a farm full of animals, in particular a turtle. When I asked if the story was true, he merely winked and said, "I guess we'll see".

I dreamed I had to ward off an angry red-eyed bear from my house in Minecraft. It was terrifying!

A young woman was alone in a wilderness valley at night during a full moon. She was cursed. Blood to soak up the stems and into the petals of these strange lily-white flowers that were growing in the valley. Suddenly, the young woman was surrounded by ravenous hyenas. Then a silent movie actor appeared out of nowhere and saved her.

I dreamed that my aunt decided that my grandparents needed a new house, so while they were all out in town, she had their old house demolished and a new one built in its place. It was an incredibly fancy and stylish Frank Lloyd Wright style home, and my grandparents really liked it.

Then I was walking down a dirt road next to some woods. there was a small group of guys walking in front of me. One of them had a pie, and all the rest wanted a piece. But the guy refused to give them any. When they became increasingly insistent on having some, he shot off off into the woods next to the road and disappeared.

Then the grown-up Andy from Toy Story 3 was wanted to be the starring character in a new soap opera. He declined the role, much to everyone's disappointment. He was in sort of an apartment complex. As he left the meeting with the soap opera people, he walked past the open door of a day care. A young toddler was sort of crawling out the door, and as Andy walked past, it sort of reached out its arms and gave a small cry of want and desire. As if it really wanted him to star in the soap opera. But somehow the toddler's actions touched my heart, and I started crying really hard. I cried and cried as I followed Andy.

Andy went up a long flight of stairs into the upper level of the apartment. He got to the top and went inside a door. I could see him through a window. His grandmother appeared and gave him an after-dinner mint, and anxiously asked where his sister was.

There were two VFX companies that were widely renowned for their superb visuals. To everyone's surprise, the two companies decided to merge and become one huge amazing company. I dreamed they made a commercial for their new company, and I was somehow in it. All the famous characters from their previous films came flying out of the sun and collided with the other company's characters. The result was an awesome explosion with lens flares and lots of glamour. (Yes, as a filmmaker, I'm into visual effects companies. :p)

Then I dreamed about the opening scenes of the Hunger Games. (I've never seen the film, by the way.) I dreamed that Katniss's father was an alcoholic man who made beer off in the woods in a trailer. She was selected for the Hunger Games. The judges told her to go off into the woods and get ready. She went away.

What followed was a beautiful ethreal sequence. Strange long women in bright colored dresses wove in and out of sunlit trees, singing low. They swayed back and forth, like the women were made of rope. I dreamed Katniss was there, and was bathing in a spring. It was embarrassing. Suddenly, a horn blew in the distance and she looked up anxiously. It was time to get back to head quarters, and she had taken too long.

Then it was several days later. Katniss had just completed a task, and for some reason she needed information from a spy. So she and a judge went off on a rainy evening to find him. The spy was literally a mole. He lived underground, and all you could see of him was his head, because they had dug away the earth around it so they could talk with him. Katniss needed information, but the spy was reluctant to give it to her. She got increasingly stern with him, and he enigmatically replied, "But this was our first breakup! Not even your precious boyfriend survived the last task!" But at last he relented and gave her a reel-to-reel recording.

Katniss went off and tried to decipher the message, but she couldn't because the recording was of a person speaking "in the language of trees".

Hello, and welcome to my new dream journal!

So I randomly woke up last night at 4:30 and thought, what a great time to try some lucid dreaming! So I tried the WILD technique and some focused thinking. It didn't work. I'm a newbie and got too excited. :p

So I rolled over and forgot about it. Next thing I new, I was asleep!

I dreamed about being able to lucid dream. :p My family was with me, and I was showing them all the crazy neat things I could do. I remember very vividly throwing a sharpened pencil with extreme accuracy into the head of another man. Then I dreamed I was taken to some sort of lucid dreaming institute building or a sleep-lab sort of thing. My mother and I went into a private room to talk, when I heard a noise behind a cupboard. It was a teenage girl, and I told her to get out of the room. Good grief, no sense of privacy! :p

Then I dreamed I had to ride a lawnmower backwards all the way to a big city, which is like nine hours away from us. As I was going along, I heard a thump and realized I had hit a snake. It was very strange, and had a head sort of like a sheep's. Another snake, which I understood to be it's partner, came after me as if in revenge. It reared itself up in the road and looked terrifying! I was in the middle of trying to decide whether I should run over it too and risk getting close to it or back up quickly and hightail it out of there, when I suddenly woke up.

Not the most satisfying dream ever, in my opinion