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    1. Screwed up revision of my life and memories

      by , 07-26-2012 at 04:34 AM
      Wow... just... wow. Interesting, revisionistic view of my life, which is 100% not true. There's... according to this dream, there's a reason I'm single and asexual, and it claims I wasn't always that way. I have to say upfront that even though my memory is bad, it's not THIS bad, so there's no way something like this could have happened. But it supposes that I'm digging through some written diary stuff or whatever, that I both somehow still had, in a paper format, and had somehow not lost, but had also forgotten about. And it claims that what I read suggests that I was in love with someone, once. But at some point I found them cheating on me. Or, rather, him. Yes, apparently if this dream is to be believed, before I was asexual, I was gay. Now... many of my friends are bi or gay, it's not like I would have a problem with such a thing, but it's not really for me. The dream throws out a username, tag, or whatever, and a time frame. "Ericalt" or... "alm?" or... I dunno. I know it started with "Eric" though. And the timeframe was sometime in late 2008, so right when I first started college. I definitely wouldn't have jumped into college and started dating, for one thing. For another, I knew I was asexual before college. And of course that time of my life was relatively harmless and peaceful. Even assuming I could have "repressed" something like that, it would have shown somewhere. The friends I was starting to make at that time would never have let me repress something like that, anyway. That's enough rambling...
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      non-lucid , memorable
    2. Tournaments... and pokemon?

      by , 07-09-2012 at 06:44 AM
      Hm... I had a longer, peculiar dream this morning, but as usual I only remember parts of it... where do I start.

      Well, one part that I remember, it would seem I'm with someone... I think it's my little brother, but later on in the dream I'm not so sure. It's fuzzy. But, we'll say it's my brother for simplicity. We're hanging out in this place that... well, it's kinda supposed to be our home, I guess, but it's nothing like it. We're reminiscing about things in our childhood and such, while we're also... doing something. Playing something? Yeah, I'm trying, but this part is just too fuzzy.

      The main part I actually remember is hanging out with him in this area, where a bunch of people have gathered. There are tournaments and such going on. I don't remember what kind of skill was involved, but I know in some other part of the dream, there were... pokemon. Not like, playing the games type of pokemon. No, they exist and are alive and such in this world. So... perhaps that was the skillset involved for these tournaments. All I know was, I'm assisting this other guy, who both kinda is, and doesn't seem much like my little brother any more. He's very excited about the money we could win, to the point that I keep trying to get him to calm down, and quiet down, and not blurt stuff out in front of all these other people who obviously also want to win. He's excited though because winning the main tournament could give him 125,000... units of money. I doubt that's in US dollars. And I guess he has enough stowed away to bring him to 150k, which would let him participate in this other sort of "competition".

      In this competition they take two people, and take 150k as the entry field. Then they sit at opposite ends of the room, and the have a machine just start dropping the coins in a circle around each person. Whoever caves first and grabs for the money loses, and the other person takes it all. Judging by how excited this brother, or friend, or whoever, is about this competition, I doubt he'd do well. I imagine myself stepping in and doing it for him. It seems easy if you think about it logically -- you just sit there until you win. So easy, in fact, that once I wake up I wonder how such a thing could ever work.

      I also dimly remember parts of the dream where I'm wandering around a huge store, or I'm wandering outside at night (which MAY be where I bump into the pokemon I mentioned earlier... who knows.) I dunno where those fit in, so I put them here. Well, that's about all the stitching together I can do.
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      non-lucid
    3. Three Dreams

      by , 07-05-2012 at 06:13 AM
      Okay, I really should have written these down fully this morning, instead of just brief notes. But at least I have something to go by, I suppose. Three dreams today, since I used a suggestion that I would wake up after every dream.

      In the first dream, I'm playing some sort of Tactics RPG. Of course, like many dreams, "playing" means I'm walking around inside the game world, and it looks totally real. The main things I recall (from notes) are that there are three factions or towns that you can choose to join and help. There's tension between them, and presumably some sort of branching story as a result. The other thing is that part of the charm is that there are a million billion sidequests, and all sorts of fun to be had there. I remember that there are some I cannot do yet, even though I am told about them. One said I needed to complete 50 more battles in the main story, or something like that. I also have notes that don't dredge up memories... apparently the "elf" town looked like the most fun of the three factions... and then there's something about "other save files". The downsides of working from notes well after I should have written these down... I guess that's all for this dream.

      In the second dream, I'm in a small apartment with a bunch of people I apparently knew in the dream, but didn't in real life. It's extremely cluttered and dirty, and we're somewhere cold and snowy. The apartment also has the same floorplan as my current, real life apartment. There are frequent cleaning sprees to try to keep the clutter down to a minimum, and I inevitably feel like I'm in somebody's way when these happen. Although, the people seem nice enough, generally speaking. That's really about it for this one... "Cold, cluttered, in the way..." Heh, there's probably some deeper symbolism here. I'll worry about it if it's recurring.

      The third dream directly relates to Project Sanctuary, and the work I'm doing with it (or lately, SHOULD be doing...). There's someone who's trying to help me with the psychic and spiritual development I seek. I have a strong feeling that it's the woman who invented Project Sanctuary in the first place. There's a sort of "Sanctuary" setting going on in my dream, and we're both in there, at a table. Alas, both of us get distracted with reading some documents on the table instead of getting on with what we set out to do. I didn't write much about the documents, for some reason... but I feel like they were about some other guy, someone who seemed rather unsavory... I dunno. I will write tomorrow's dreams down sooner in the morning, for sure!

      That's all, then. Now off to bed to make the same autosuggestion!
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      non-lucid
    4. More fragments

      by , 07-01-2012 at 03:05 AM
      Oops. Should've posted this this morning for consistency. Oh well. More fragments of dreams today, I'm afraid. Hopefully my recall improves soon...

      The first fragment seems to involve a place that's hard to describe, as always. A jumbled mess of jumbled memories. The main thing that I remember is that, like so many other dreams, family is around, and there is also some standard video game villain, out of sight. My brain wants to say "Robotnik" from the Sonic games. *shrug* The idea is that there aren't any more "natural" enemies, as they've all been destroyed, so there are some totally man-made equivalents. The perplexing thing is the mix of the sonic villain and the very much mario Bob-ombs. It's quite peculiar because the "bombs" are made of something that's probably closest to Legos. And setting one off sent bits of plastic everywhere in an amusing, harmless fashion. These things couldn't hurt a fly. My father isn't amused for some reason, though.

      Second fragment: A mess of a school setting, which feels like it should be college, but my high school music teacher is there. In my capacities as a labtech (which was my college workstudy...) I'm helping my music teacher move some stuff around. The stuff involved, I don't really remember. I can say, though, that the room I put it in is full to bursting with random junk. It was really hard to find a place to put the stuff. And... that's about that, really.
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      non-lucid , dream fragment
    5. Small random fragments

      by , 06-29-2012 at 06:06 PM
      Just a couple fragments today... I'm probably adjusting to my new mattress or something.

      The first fragment involved me in this jumbled-up area... I remember being outside as part of the fragment I remember, perhaps in a baseball field? I dunno, except that it felt like it was near a school, and I find some really past-due paperwork in the grass, or something. What the paperwork is for, I'm not sure. That's literally all I have for this fragment.

      The second fragment, on the other hand, doesn't feel like I'm involved at all... just observing. It feels more like I'm watching someone else's dream. And it almost seems like THEY might be lucid, but of course I'M not lucid. Heh... Anyways, there's a guy there that I believe strongly resembles the knight motif, and he has two companions. One seems to be... incorporeal or something, and the other is hurt. So this heroic knight volunteers to go into this cave, or building, or whatever, alone. And then most of the stuff here is forgotten, unfortunately. But it seems he was valiantly successful, and I see him curing his hurt friend with some magic he found, or something. Again, very, very blurry. I hope my normal recall comes back in a couple days.
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      non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. Robin Hood and... Chipmunks?

      by , 06-25-2012 at 05:31 PM
      Ok, so I've got a jumbled mess of dreams again. Hopefully, eventually, I can regain a more cohesive dream memory.

      In this first dream, there's this large, wide open field area that we're running around in. I'm with a large group of people, though I don't remember who any of them are. The main thing I remember is that we're playing some sort of game, running around and collecting things for points. I'm not entirely sure what the deal is with this, but in the dream it's simply having fun. That is, until the dream suddenly takes a darker turn. Apparently I have been sentenced to the guillotine... for some reason. I don't remember why, and it's obviously unjust because there's a supposed way out. Someone, whom I can only give identity to as "Robin Hood" has presented me with this odd slip of paper that, just by having it on me, will somehow open a way for me to escape when the time comes. On the other hand, it's critically important that I don't lose it... and I seem to come awfully close several times. I fiddle with it, drop it, hastily pick it back up, and so on. Eventually I slip it between the seams of one of my sneakers, which is falling apart. This dream ends well before I actually get stuck in the guillotine, so who knows what that paper was supposed to do.

      In the second dream, I'm on a cruise ship, or something. And, even though I don't really see them during the dream, I get the feeling that... the Chipmunks are on board somewhere. (Sigh. Yes, my friends made me watch all 3 chipmunk movies a few weeks ago. And I guess it's stuck.) Anyway... we're on a cruise ship, and it seems to be a little tough finding something to actually eat. Plus, the people on board (and we're all in mostly the same area... I guess it's a very small cruise ship) are getting a little rowdy with each other. It seems that one of the people has bad food poisoning, like Salmonella, and they're all telling him to stay away, hoping not to get sick themselves. I think this sick person is the "bad guy", Ein. And that's about all I remember for that.


      Blah. It's good that I have some dream recall, but where are the exciting, lucid dreams? Ah well...
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      non-lucid
    7. One Jumbled Mess of a Dream

      by , 06-24-2012 at 05:07 PM
      I've got a long, strange, jumbled dream to try to remember this morning. This will be messy, but here goes...

      The first part that comes to mind (I don't remember the order things happened in anymore) is that I'm with someone in this almost labyrinthine place... I think it's family, but then what happens wouldn't make much sense. It's as though we are staking out the area, finding useful items here and there. The only part I remember with any clarity is that there's a "Basement" or something underneath the maze-like building. It's got a bunch of bats, some of which I slash and kill like it's an old video game (The view even becomes 2D for this part). But more importantly there's a random shower head sticking out of the ceiling, so I could shower if I wanted to. I kinda remember laying there, fully clothed, and letting it drench me... It would also be a safe place to sleep after clearing out the bats, and I remember excitedly sharing this with... whoever I'm with.

      The second part is still a mess, but it's clear for this one that I'm with family. In this case I'm grabbing whatever random food items look good and throwing them in the microwave together to heat them up. This includes what look like quesadillas and one random like... chinese chicken puff or something? I dunno. I remember that things were going horribly wrong when I tried to heat up the food. For example, gravy would come pouring out of the quesadillas and drench everything else. My little brother is laughing at what's going on, and also wonders why I picked out the chicken puff because according to him, it was kept as sort of a last resort type of food and wouldn't taste very good. It's hard to explain. I remember being annoyed about my microwave failures, but somewhere in my head I knew I could "reload" or "go back in time" to fix it. Yet I didn't become lucid. I also remember thinking/reading about something terrible that could go wrong, where this cold, toxic blue stuff the microwave was using could spew out of this hose sort of thing, contaminating all my food. (Yeah, I'm confused too) The last thing from this part of the dream I remember is being on a road trip somehow. The vehicle I was using I wasn't sure of, but my dad and little brother are there on the side of the road, roughly halfway along the trip, though I don't remember any of the travel time. They have some stands up or something, trying to raise money by selling food. They're mostly empty but they have some cookies there and I can't resist stopping to grab a couple.

      Finally, the third random part, with no connection to the others. For some reason, it involves (sigh...) The Little Mermaid. (I blame my recent playthrough of Kingdom Hearts 2 and its dumb Atlantica level...) Anyway, it's as if things are taken back in time and represented as some sort of lame teenage TV show. I'm nowhere in this dream fragment, just observing. But both Ariel and this random... kid are definitely teenagers. They were apparently derping around like teenagers do, and they had gotten in a fight, boy tries to act "cool" etc... standard drivel. But the only part I really remember is them both ya know, swimming out in the ocean, and the boy saying, "Well you better be sorry... because, I'm inviting you to my sister's 50th birthday party." Yes, "Sister" and "50th birthday". I don't think about it too much. xD

      That's honestly it. I probably could have gotten away with calling it three separate dreams, but I don't know either way.
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      non-lucid
    8. Soul Nomad and Dreamview Moderation

      by , 06-23-2012 at 07:33 PM
      Two dreams again today. And once again, the first dream blurs the lines between dream or memory. It involved playing Soul Nomad. I was messing around with formations, and my main character was horribly OP. Which... all basically happened yesterday, so I'm not sure how much was dream and how much was memory. But there you have it. xD

      In the second dream, I was on the Dreamviews site. I had become a local moderator or something, and I was watching this one subforum that all just-registered users were stuck in. Essentially, they could only post in that forum, until they answered a question that I posed to them. It was sort of like a super Captcha. It's kind of very silly, and I'm glad such a thing doesn't exist in real life. It's pretty draconian technology to try to keep bots away. xD And... yeah, that's all for today.
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      non-lucid
    9. 6/22 Fragments: Fetish Thread and a strange game

      by , 06-22-2012 at 05:02 PM
      I remember two dreams today... well, sort of. It's hard to distinguish these between dreams and just stuff I was thinking about in a half-awake state. But I'm assuming they're dreams.

      The first one, since I was silly and read the fetish thread right before bed, is about that. I don't remember a lot of the details, because when I had this one I'd only been asleep for an hour or so. What I can say is that I was mostly remembering stuff I'd read in the thread. For some reason, Wolfwood stood out in this dream, and not somebody like Alyzarin. xD Let's see... I guess I was imagining a few of them, even though I don't have any of them as fetishes. I remember thinking it would be cool, in a non-sexual manner, if I was much larger than everyone else. That's about all.

      This second dream is kind of jumbled and weird. Most of it is like some sort of weird game, and I'm running around talking to people. There's a rule in this game that says I can only talk to each person three times in total. If I don't get the information or item I need from them after 3 tries, then it's tough luck for me, and I lose. It's pretty bizarre, and I remember running around frantically. Then there's a part of the dream that's a little easier to follow, where I'm with my family again. At least two separate times my dad buys us a bunch of sweets, several boxes worth of different candy bars. And every time, I get to have one, while my little brother eats every other sweet at an inhuman speed. It would be literally impossible to do that. In the dream I'm pretty annoyed with him, but now I just find it very amusing. What a pig he was! XD
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      non-lucid
    10. 7/25/11 Help accessing the dream world?

      by , 07-25-2011 at 01:14 PM
      Now, I had this dream at 2 AM, so the recall was spotty even as I first woke up from it...

      Anyways, I remember talking with someone who is offering to help me out. Unfortunately I can't remember a thing about them. Not their name, appearance, or even gender. Anyway, my brain is clearly confused about things, since this individual is trying to help me access Dreamworld or some such, yet things from work are getting mixed in. I have to go online, find some program, listen to this or that audio file... the word NUnit was thrown around a bit, which is directly from work. All the same, I'm eager to do what it takes since this is a huge goal for me. My brain is still confused though, since for a name of someone to get in contact with it pulls Marona, from Phantom Brave, but the music looping in my head is from Legend of Mana. That's about all for this fragment, but it was important enough to me that I woke up at 2 AM and wrote it down. So there ya go.
    11. 7/23/11 Refugee Camp?

      by , 07-24-2011 at 03:46 AM
      This one was an interesting dream. I cannot remember the full details because I'm writing this up at night instead of in the morning. However, I was in some sort of military base or refugee camp. It was set like a big courtyard, and people were staying in the buildings that formed the walls of the courtyard. It's vague, but I remember helping a family out in a "mission", game-style, and feeling tense because I "knew" something was supposed to happen after I supposedly lead them to safety. However, nothing of the sort actually happens. I also set my gun down at some point, and try to find it later in the dream, amongst the mess of stuff in the middle of the courtyard. I ask someone for help finding it but can't remember what model of gun I have. I throw out the name AK-47 as one of the only gun names I actually know, however that obviously wasn't it. It was some 3 or 4-letter code like that, but I'm pretty sure it doesn't relate to any gun in real life.

      At the end of the dream, our enemies were approaching the courtyard while we were trying to eat lunch, so we move our stuff out one of the openings away from the courtyard, and they calmly continue to make food. Standing near the cooking area, my lunch I had kept getting taken from me, swapped, added on to, etc. It was weird and hard to explain. By the end of it what I think was originally a meatball sub is now some convoluted sundae thing, drizzled in chocolate with an ice cream cone sticking out of it, upside down. I think the meat is still in there somewhere. Thankfully I only nibble the cone, and the chocolate tastes good.

      This dream interested me for two reasons: One, my sense of taste was involved, which doesn't happen all that often, and Two, my personality was different. Normally I would consider myself a pacifist and completely loathe violence, and I figure I would never be able to make myself shoot someone. In this dream, though, I had the personality of one who would use their gun if they had to... even though from what I recall I never actually needed to.
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      non-lucid
    12. Dreams from 7/9/11 (I'm bad with titles)

      by , 07-09-2011 at 02:00 PM
      I had three (possibly 4) dreams that I remember from last night. And 2 of them were lucid!

      The first dream was pretty short. I was in my old house, looking at my desk. I realize that my monitor isn't there, and it should be. For whatever reason, that's what makes me lucid. So I calmly walk out of the house. I look around, and scrutinize everything I'm seeing. I'm also rubbing my hands together, just in case. I start walking down the long driveway, thinking about what I want to do. I make a couple feeble attempts to have a furred friend show up, by expecting him to be right behind me. Having had no practice with this technique before, it doesn't work. I get a little discouraged, but not much. Around this time the dream falls apart, though. I wake up and it's around 6 AM, so I roll over and go back to sleep.

      The second dream is shorter than the last. I'm lucid again (well, semilucid, at least) with no recollection of a specific trigger. I'm wandering around this big house that looks oddly familiar, but I can't place why. Again, I'm carefully examining my surroundings. I don't remember too many details from this one unfortunately, but I'm pretty sure the house familiarity is a false memory. The house looks vaguely familiar to my parents' friends' house, where we stayed last week for a wedding. But the house is a lot bigger than that, and arranged differently. Plus it has an indoor hot tub.

      The third (and fourth if you wanna count them separate) dreams kinda blend together. There's one where I'm going through a regimen for psychic powers not unlike the DVASA regimen, but more ridiculous. I remember watching an older man I don't know use "telekenesis" to mess with a light, or somesuch. From my perspective though, it looked more like a double came out of him, and the double fooled with the light. The double also goes over to a nearby desk and eats a pretzel from a can sitting there, grinning at me. I remember flipping through some pages of my training book, but some parts of the book are missing, or were specifically cut. The only specific line I remember is something about "Zeta Awareness", which I think is similar to viewing auras but... not? I can't remember.

      At some point this seems to meld with another dream where I'm inexplicably waking up in an unfamiliar area. I can't remember a lot of the details. But like some other dreams I've had, I was out and about wearing nothing at all, with some boxers at hand that I'm hoping to find a secluded place to put on. (The logic fails there, but the choice of dress makes sense. That's how I sleep, so naturally it ends up in my dreams occasionally.) At some point I'm on a highway, sitting on the trunk of a moving car as if that's the best way to bum a ride these days. I notice my dad back there, chatting with someone else as he moves towards the car. That's when I suddenly realize, it's not some random car but my parent's car. That's good, I need the ride. I think I try to hop into the still-moving car or something, but the dream is just too fuzzy. This is all I can put down with certainty.
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      lucid , non-lucid
    13. Family of Suburbia - 4-12-11

      by , 04-12-2011 at 05:23 PM
      04/12/2011
      Family of Suburbia (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      This was a very interesting dream, largely due to the fact that... I wasn't in it! In fact, I don't recognize a single person from the dream. It is as if I'm watching a movie. I'm almost always in my dreams somehow... if it is a video game world, as it often is, then I am at least the one playing the game, or in the game itself. I cannot remember the last time I wasn't in my own dream...

      Anyways. From what I remember of the dream, there's a bunch of stuff at the beginning that I can't remember. My recall picks up at some feast or banquet, everyone is eating and chattering about... something. I think it is who will have kids next. Around here my focus of attention switches from... whoever I was focused on, to a particular young male. He had... black hair, I think? I'm bad at remembering physical details. I don't think I see him here at the banquet though, anyways.

      The scene shifts. The young man is at the hospital talking to a nurse. His wife is laying on the operation table, unconscious. She's pregnant, but according to the doctors here her baby has some unusual condition. She has an extra pair of arms for some reason. This is obviously unhealthy so they're going to perform a c-section, remove the baby and immediately do a surgery on it. The man is understandably nervous, and is getting queasy staying in the operation room. He decides to leave the room, but first he quips something like, "At least this'll be the last time I ____....." (I can't remember the rest of the sentence.) The scene shifts again and there's a short comedic scene, still-picture perhaps, of the man carrying both his daughter and his wife out of the hospital. They're both conked out from the surgeries, but... they look perfectly fine, and the daughter looks older than a newborn for sure. That's a dream for you, I guess.

      The scene shifts yet again. It seems to be several years later. At least, the child is old enough to swim reasonably competently. The man and his daughter are swimming, his wife seems to be sitting on the side of the pool. The daughter keeps bobbing her head under water playfully, which makes the man very nervous. He tries to dissuade her from doing that. Eventually she comes up from one of her bobs coughing and sputtering, which is enough to get her to stop. They both move over to the edge of the pool and start getting out. The man says, "It's 5 o'clock, aren't you hungry?" The kid, like most young children, was interested in what she was doing more than food, so she says no even though she probably is. Both parents say that they're hungry, and they help her out of the pool. He starts to tell her that she doesn't have to eat much if she doesn't want to, but he is cut short by the sight he sees in the sky. It's at night, and the moon and stars are in the sky, but there's also a huge, reddish, ...moon? Or planet, probably planet. In either case, it's absolutely huge, and dwarfs the moon by comparison. It easily takes up half of the view they have of the sky. About here is where the dream ends.
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      non-lucid , memorable
    14. 3/14/11 - Of Dogs and Blockades

      by , 03-14-2011 at 05:46 PM
      03/14/2011
      Of Dogs and Blockades (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      This was another long dream, and again, is hard for me to remember. At the beginning of it, I'm playing some sort of 2D platformer. It has tons of collectibles, with some fairly stringent requirements for the later levels. I'm working on making my way over there.

      Now, there's a whole bunch of stuff in the middle of this dream that I just can't remember...

      But towards the end, I'm in some city somewhere, trying to move along to a new part of it. About halfway there there's some sort of blockade in the way to going any further. There's some sort of... "tutorial"? going on. Or a public service announcement, or even an ad. I dunno. There's just something blaring on the huge TV screen on one of the buildings across the road. I get the feeling that I should be paying attention to it, but I don't want to. "It's like they don't trust us," I mutter aloud. I think there's someone else there, but I can't remember who.

      Instead of trying to make it through the blockade, I settle into the alcove underneath one of the buildings. It's awfully messy, but it will do. It's also drawing the attention of quite a few dogs over. There are some dogs I don't know, but I recognize my sister's dogs, Shaley and Matty, in the mix. I let them come up to me and I pat them a bunch.

      At some point Matty starts not sounding good, as if she's coughing up a hairball. I look and do indeed see some hair in her mouth. I try to gently push her away so she at least doesn't cough that up on me, but she starts to whine. At this point the dream slooowwwlly fades out. It's a long process, and I end up feeling pretty tired when it ends.
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      non-lucid
    15. 1/15/11 3 Dreams

      by , 01-15-2011 at 05:10 PM
      Didn't feel like spamming the board, so all of today's dreams are in this post.

      01/15/2011
      Singularity, undercover cop? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      This is the first of 3 dreams I had this morning, and it was really... cool, actually. Since it was the first one though, I can't remember most of it. Anyways, I recall being in this house or something, I think I was a reporter. I'm looking around the house, and there's a door that is just metal bars, like a jail cell door. There's a section of stone wall behind it, but I know behind that is another room. There's an abusive husband in there, but I can't get to him. I start walking away and look back to see that the wive worked up courage and pushed the wall thing aside, so I go in.

      Here, I have a confrontation with the husband that I don't remember all that well, unfortunately. What I do remember is that neither of us had any weapons, and I had no handcuffs. I manage to get him on the ground and punch him several times. He gets me once or twice, but it doesn't hurt. Eventually I get him to stop resisting, and start dragging him out of there by his wrists. At least once he tries to tug himself away from me, but I just brace myself and grip his arms even tighter. The dream ended on a slightly sad note though, as I look back to the kitchen and see a picture of a "happy" family, husband, wife and baby. All I can think about is whether the baby is there, or even still alive. I personally don't recall the noises we made fighting, but I know the baby should have been wailing because of it, and I didn't hear one... The dream ends here.

      01/15/2011
      A... a hairball? Seriously? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      This was a short fragment, and kinda disgusting. I was hanging out or something, and suddenly one of my teeth feels weird. I touch it with my fingers, and it pops right out. It was where a canine should be, but it looked just like a molar. I head into the nearby bathroom and start rinsing my mouth in the sink, I think. I can't remember. My mom's there too. Suddenly I start coughing and the next thing I know, there's a huge wad of hair in front of me. And I have to tug on it since the last few hairs of it were still dangling down my throat. That was a bit more realistic than I would have liked... blech! That's all I remember.

      01/15/2011
      Destroying the Propaganda Machine (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Now, this one was kinda weird, and despite it being the last one I had, I can't remember it well. When my recall picks up we're on land, and I'm driving a bus around. We're on a mission to do something, but a bunch of farmers and other average citizens keep ramming in to us, damaging our "hull". (This dream might have been inspired just a bit by all the X: Btf I've been playing... >.>) Anyways, a couple others are with me in the bus, though I don't remember who. We're musing about how whoever was in charge managed to convince the commoners to do something like this. It was clearly hurting their cars and trucks a lot more than it was hurting our bus.

      At some point the dream switches to full on X: Btf mode, and I'm in a spaceship, looking for a certain station. I find and blow up one by mistake, but nobody seems to be mad. I navigate around a few others before finding the right one. It was a pretty big station, and as I approached I could hear a sort of radio station come on in my ship. I don't remember any words from it, but it was clearly some sort of propaganda that had brainwashed average citizens. I shoot a Hornet missle at it, which dropped a large chunk of its shields, and whittle down the rest with my lasers, causing it to blow up. That's all I can remember.
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      non-lucid , memorable
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