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    Hi I'm Starr and I really like fictional characters and movies. So, y'know, while you guys spend your lucid dreams doing actual cool stuff like trying to fly and whatnot, I spend mine trying to find actors. Such is life. Enjoy.

    1. Bubblegum Attracts Wildlife

      by , 07-24-2011 at 07:09 PM (Starr's Dream Collection)
      NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Okay, so this is just mostly a collection of dream fragments that I remember from last night. They were all very strange...as my dreams usually tend to be. xD

      I'm with one of my best friends J. She's spending the night at my house, although it's not really my house. It seems like more of a log cabin type place. J and I are sitting in this really big rather empty room, except for a bed and a nightstand/dresser type thing. For some reason, the room seems to be shifting, but not exactly tilting. Almost as if only the inanimate objects of the room were moving, but not us.

      After trying to fumble around with the dresser and trying to figure out what was happening, J says, "Wow, what's wrong with this room?". I look at her and say, eyes wide, "Inception!". She gasps as she realizes that I'm right.


      The dream has shifted to another part.

      I'm sitting in a restaurant with my dad, brother, and sister. I'm pretty sure it's either T.G.I Friday's, Red Robin, or some sort of a mix than the two. I don't remember exactly what happened, just that in the end, I ended up trying to run away, and I was standing in some sort of a dirt/gravel parking lot. I'm also pretty sure Kevin James was there.

      And again, the dream shifts. Weeeeee.

      I don't know how many of you watch NCIS, but it's my favorite show.
      Anyways, so, I'm riding shotgun in this red convertible, with the driver being the NCIS character Tony DiNozzo (played by Michael Weatherly). In the backseat are the characters Abby and McGee (Pauley Perrette & Sean Murray). We're all just having a good time, playing some music on the radio and singing or whatever. We're driving to a crime scene, I guess, although it was more an area of interest than a crime scene. Turns out that we're looking for Ziva, another character (played by Cote de Pablo). I suppose she's MIA.

      Before arrival at the crime scene, Tony offers all of us a piece of bubblegum, which I gratefully accept. Once we get to the area, we find it's like a camp ground kind of things, with lots of forest surrounding it and a firepit and some log cabins. We're all standing there when I notice, behind a bush, a fox is peeking its head out of the ground. It doesn't seem afraid of us at all, and actually climbs out further. I point it out to the team, and they all fall silent. The fox walks up to us and brushes up against our legs, letting us pet him. It turns out to be an arctic fox. (What an arctic fox was doing there, I have no idea. )

      We're running around for a while, acting like children, even though we're supposed to be working on finding Ziva. At some point, I notice a giant blue trampoline on the campground. I point to it and yell, "Look! A thumb!" (WTF?)

      We're now very excited at my most recent discovery, but we can't just walk over there, oh no. So, Tony and I begin skipping like little school girls down some sort of a cobblestone path until we get to the trampoline. It was quite a sight to see someone like him skipping. I realize that another character, the team leader, Gibbs (Mark Harmon) has arrived, and was watching us skip. He was talking to someone else, someone who had more authority over him. I heard the other man say, "You trust them to find her?". Gibbs was just like, "Oh yeah, I trust 'em, alright. They'll get the job done." I just remember the other man shaking his head and saying something like, "Alright, if you insist."

      So, now, Tony and I are on the trampoline, ahem, "thumb", and we're jumping on it. That's when I hear Tony shout, "Look out! Fox!"

      Of course, he gets off the trampoline in time, but I don't, and the arctic fox jumps up and clamps his jaw down on my arm. It didn't hurt or anything. It was actually kind of funny, because we all knew the fox just wanted to play. Even though it was small, it was completely stopping me from attempting to move it, or move myself at all. I remember thinking, "Stupid bubblegum."


      And once more, the dream has shifted. Woot woot.

      I'm somewhere talking to my Mom, telling her about the story with the fox that attacked me. Once more, I refer to the trampoline as the thumb. I don't know. Anyways, I tell her that I was chewing bubblegum.

      "Oh, was it a heavily wooded area?" she asked. I said, "Yeah." She nods her head knowingly. "The fox probably just smelled the bubblegum. It attracts them, y'know."

      Great to know, mom. Great to know.
    2. LD 5: Silly Operator

      by , 07-23-2011 at 09:18 PM (Starr's Dream Collection)
      NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Unfortunately, my recollection of this dream is very vague, and a lot of details have been forgotten. Grr. Anyways, I pretty much only remember the lucid part. Which isn't that bad.

      I'm standing outside my house, when I realize something is strange. I don't remember exactly what it was that I noticed, but whatever it was caused me to perform a reality check. I remember being extremely shocked to discover I was actually dreaming, and I had performed another reality check. Sure enough, I became lucid.

      Immediately, I went to go find Arthur from Inception, again.
      Man, I really am obsessed. I have a GIANT list in real life with everything I want to try and achieve in lucid dreams. One of the things on said list is to hang out with the entire crew from Inception. Anyways, I run inside my house. I remembered reading a post on DV in real life about someone using the phone to call the operator and order stuff/talk to people. I picked up the house phone and dialed '0' for the operator. It was a woman that answered, and the conversation went something like this.

      Operator: Hello?
      Me: Hi, I'd like my call to be connected to Arthur...Smith. (I don't know what Arthur's last name is.)
      Operator: What are you talking about? There's no such thing as Arthur Smith.
      Me: ...right. Thanks anyways.

      Frustrated, I hang up the phone. There is one part I remember where my dad, his friend, and my dad's boss all walk through the kitchen. The thing is, I know my dad's boss is a man in real life though I've never him. But in my dream, he was a woman. Whatever.

      Anyways, so, I still at least want to hang out with someone from Inception. I walk into my bedroom and find my cellphone, which I proceed to pick up and call the operator once more. Again, it's a woman on the phone, but she sounds younger and her voice is more high-pitched. The next conversation went pretty much like this...

      Operator: Operator.
      Me: Hi, could you connect my call to...Frederick Eames? (Once more, I have no clue what Eames' first name is, because the movie never tells you, but Freddie Eames seems to work, right?)
      Operator: Sorry, ma'am, he died. Murdered by a group of angry women.
      Me: ...I'm sorry, he's dead?
      Operator: Yes. Sorry.
      Me: Oh, that's okay...
      Operator: Can I ask you something?
      Me: Yeah, sure.
      Operator: How many women did he cheat on?
      Me: Too many to count.

      So, I wasn't really expecting that answer. I hang up, now even more frustrated. Making people appear with mind power never works for me, but apparently, neither was trying to call them and invite them over.

      But suddenly, my phone rings. The number on the screen is just a random jumble of numbers, but I answer it anyways. And the next conversation is sort of like this:

      Me: Hello?
      Voice: Hi.
      Me: ...Eames? (yes, I recognize the voice as our dear Eames. How he got my cell number, I'll never know. xD)
      Eames: Yes.
      Me: Umm...what's up?
      Eames: I...I...SHE LEFT ME! I can't believe it! Right at the altar! (At this point, he's blubbering like a baby. I can't really make out what he's saying from that point on because his voice is really quiet.)
      Me: There, there... (I say this in a very awkward fashion, as even though I was only dreaming, it was still weird for me. )
      Eames: *continues crying and mumbling incoherently*
      Me: Well, speak up!
      Eames: *still talking incoherently*
      Me: ...are you coming over, then?
      Eames: I guess.

      I pull the phone away from my ear and look out my bedroom window to see a car pulling up in front of my house. I put the phone by me ear again.

      Me: Is that you now?
      Eames: What? No.
      Me: Oh...

      I hang up the phone. Turns out, the SUV belongs to some random lady, who is also British. She gets out of her car and walks...right through the wall and into my room. She says, "were you just talking to my brother?" I reply, "Oh, is Eames your brother?" She looks very annoyed and says, "Yes, and he's a pig. Probably just sitting in his kitchen, stuffing his face with any food he can get his hands on."


      I wake up. I know there was so much more to that dream, but I can't remember it all. Aww man. I bet it was a hilarious dream, based on those strange phone conversations I had. I'll try for another lucid dream tonight. Hopefully I'll remember more!
    3. Villainous Villains

      by , 07-21-2011 at 08:32 PM (Starr's Dream Collection)
      NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I dreamt that there was a girl who was skateboarding down the street. She was kind of a nerd in school, and people picked on her a lot. Well, she was going down the street, minding her own business. Suddenly, enter the bully....Ace Ventura.

      He starts mocking her or whatever, and she gets pretty pissed off. She shoves Ace into a doorway, and then I walk up to help her. We keep shoving him, and it turns into this game. Suddenly, everyone is...happy.

      The dream changes. Now I'm standing at this really nice pool at someone's mansion, and there's a huge party. I forgot who I was with, but I know there was a group of villains that were plotting something. I felt that I had to stop them before they achieved their goal.

      The dream changes once more, but now, I'm standing inside my kitchen. The villains are still there, and they're plotting evil things. There's a giant, plain cake with no icing or anything sitting on the ground. Someone, I forget who, but I know it was an important figure, like a celebrity, had taken a huge bite out of it, and he was scolded for it.

      To figure out what the villains were planning, I had to pretend to be one of them. I walked up to the three of them, and stood there, as if I was also evil. They just continued their conversation, but as close as I was standing to them, I couldn't hear what they were saying. Oh well. I knew what they were planning wasn't that bad or serious anyways. Actually, I think it had something to do with stealing the cake.

      Anyways, even though I was in my kitchen, I knew the time period was different. It was taking place in the Old West. I knew this mostly because my friend H was there. She was dressed as a saloon bartender, cleaning dishes at the counter. Since H was technically from the past, I'd decided I would tell her about the "future," aka the present.

      I was telling her all these interesting facts. I don't remember all the things I said, but I do know that I said "Oh yeah, and we have the first black president, so that's pretty cool." When I said that, she spun around and stared at me, saying "And what do you think about that?". I was very confused by her question, and I said, hesitantly, "it's...fine?"


      There was more, I know, but that's all I remembered. It was an interesting dream, to say the least. I wish it had been lucid, because that's what I was aiming for, but there's always tonight, too.
    4. LD 4: Depressed Joseph Gordon-Levitt

      by , 07-21-2011 at 04:37 AM (Starr's Dream Collection)
      NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

      A friend and I had decided to sign up for the Food Network show Chopped, which is like an elmination every week reality show for cooking. We both get onto the show and are very happy. Me and my friend (H) get on the bus, which will take us to the set of the show. H and I sit down, and we're surrounded by other contestants. We try to socialize with them, and found one girl to be really nice. I don't really remember much of her, who she was, or what she said, except that she had a very narrow face, olive skin, and dark brown wavy hair with bangs that covered a lot of her face. I remember looking at a brochure for Australia, which led me to realize that these contestants came from all over the world to compete on this show. Finally, the bus arrives at it's destination. H and I get off with all the other people to find us standing in a mostly empty parking lot. We see the hosts, but I don't really remember them too well. I'm standing there and listening as we are assigned our first challenge, when I suddenly come to horrifying realization.

      I can't cook.
      In real life, I can make ice, and that's pretty much it. Even when it comes to simple things like trying to cook Kraft macaroni, I end up failing. Both times I tried to make it, I ended up making people sick...oops. Anyways, so that's when I come to the not so horrifying realization that I'm dreaming, thus making me lucid. Yay!

      So, I ditch Chopped. I remember the other contestants mocking me and jeering at me for being such a baby and backing out before the show even started, but I ignore them.

      Suddenly, I am somehow transported to a very modern looking mansion type office building. I see random DCs walking around, but I ignore them, too. I have a goal in mind. I find my friend N walking around, and I approach her. I ask, "Have you seen Arthur anywhere?" referring to my absolute favorite character from Inception, as portrayed by one of my favorite actors, Joseph Gordon-Levitt. I figured that if I ask someone where he is, implying that I already know he's here, I'll be able to find him. Other methods, like trying to make people appear by summoning them with mind power, never work outs for me.

      N says, "Yeah, I know he's around here somewhere. Just keep running down the halls and turn the corner, you should find him." We both set off running down a hallway, and right before we turn the corner, and outstretch my arms, because I really wanna give Arthur a hug.
      (Don't judge, I'm a huge JGL fangirl, ok?) But instead, to my dismay, I turn the corner to find my old 7th grade English teacher wearing footsie pajamas. That image will never be erased. I keep running down that hallway, once more outstretching my arms. When I turn the next corner, I instead find my Grandma running towards us. As horrible as it makes me sound, I don't feel like hugging my grandma, so I disappointingly put my arms down again. I ask N, "Do these hallways just keep going and going?" and she replies, "Yep, pretty much."

      Eventually and thankfully, though, I somehow manage to get out of the constant hallways, and I'm standing in this hotel-looking lobby. I enter a doorway, in which I find myself standing in a HUGE ballroom place, FILLED with people. I automatically know that these people are all celebrities, and if I'm going to find Arthur/JGL anywhere, it'll be here. I see a set of modern looking stairs that lead up to a platform, so I run up to get a good view of the crowd. It's obviously a very formal event, because all the men are wearing tuxedos, and every single woman is wearing a fancy, sparkly black dress. They're all talking and mingling very loudly.

      Wanting to get their attention, I as loudly as I can yell out, "HEY! EVERYBODY QUIET!". It actually worked, and everyone turned up to look at me. "I'm looking for Joseph Gordon-Levitt," I shouted. Suddenly, I notice a figure beginning to walk away, only to be pushed back in place by a random group of people. It's JGL! Yay!

      He begins walking again, towards the exit, wearing a rather awkward smile on his face. He obviously doesn't want to be here.

      Oh, and he had facial hair. Don't know why that's important, it just is.

      Anyways, my mom suddenly is standing by me, and she says, "Well? Go on and catch him!" I run down from the platform and down the stairs, chasing after him. He begins to run faster. Now we're out in the lobby. He still has that weird smile on his face, which was starting to get creepy. He sat down on a couch in the lobby, and he looked slightly upset. (Still smiling, though. Don't know how he managed that.) I found a random drink kiosk and decide it would be smart to buy him a beer, which cost $7. Geez. But he refused to take it. And he wasn't saying anything, so matter how much persisting and prodding I did. Man, he was stubborn.


      Then, I "wake up." That's right, folks, I'm now in some sort of a false awakening. Except, in this "reality", I'm sitting on the same couch that Joseph Gordon-Levitt was just sitting on, and I'm hugging a water bottle. My best friend H is there, and she laughs at me for falling asleep in such a position. I tell her about the dream that I just had.

      Then I actually wake up. But, being the lazy teenager that I am, I went back to sleep, even though it was probably already noon. Oh well.

      I'm thrown straight into lucidity. This time, I'm in this strange indoor pool place, with lots of walls that you have to climb over to get to the pools. There are lots of scattered pools that are dark and murky, but I swim in them nonetheless. I remember swimming in this one pool, doing lots of spins underwater. I heard some man say, "Huh, I guess the water's not toxic, then." I'm pretty sure he was the manager of the place.

      I get out of the water, and lo and behold, sitting on a couch by the edge of the pool, is Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Also, to my surprise, I had transformed into and older version of myself and I looked completely different. Usually in lucid dreams I have lots of difficulty changing my appearance, but this time, I didn't even try. I looked just like Sarah Roemer, an actress from a show I used to watch called The Event. Hmm, random.

      Anyways, I walk up to JGL, who I know is supposed to be Arthur. He looks extremely depressed and lonely, and I automatically feel really bad for him. I guess I'm supposed to be his best friend, so I decide to go sit next to him. Turns out he has to apply for this design school and to do that, he needs to fill out an information card about him. He's too upset for whatever reason to fill it out himself, so I offer to do it for him. He gratefully accepts my offer.

      I notice he has a picture with him. It's a picture of a little girl and a little boy dressed in their Halloween costumes, with the little girl dressed as a princess and the boy as a pirate. I realize it's supposed to be the both of us, and discover that I'm not his best friend...I'm his little sister.

      Crap.

      I still have to fill out the info card, but I pretty much know nothing about him. Inception doesn't tell you much about our dear Arthur. But what kind of sister doesn't know these basic facts about their big brother? I really wanna play the part, though, so I stay cool. Eventually, there's a part on the card where I have to put down his age. Problem is, I don't know his age. I jokingly ask, "How old are you?" as if I was just messing around. He looks rather annoyed and answers very sarcastically, "Nine." He wasn't giving me a real answer. I put down '9' on the card...then he looks at me like I was crazy. "Why are you putting that down? I wasn't being serious. Put a '2' in front of that nine." I do, and say, "So...29?". He gives me a look that says, "Duh."

      Then he starts shaking his head and says, "Can we just skip to the 'About Me' part? I'm getting tired of this." I do, and ask what he wants me to right. He shrugs, and mumbles "I don't know." I sigh. Obviously, Arthur here isn't gonna be very cooperative.

      Somehow, we both get transferred to some school where he is giving a presentation on design to some kids. But, he's still really depressed. After the presentation, he just sits down in a chair, frowning, and he's not talking again. Perfect.

      All the kids, who I realize are kids that I go to school with, start clapping for him, including me. Hey, I'm not gonna be an un-supportive sister. Then, the kids walk up to him and start trying to make him move, by waving in his face and stuff. He's not having it, though. He looks pretty spaced out. I catch of glimpse of his face through the mob of kids around him, and you can just see the pain and sadness in his eyes. It was pretty intense.

      Now I'm not Sarah Roemer anymore. I'm my regular self. I realize one of my best friends J is standing next to me. She asks, "Wait, why is he so upset and stuff?" I just shrug and say, "I don't know. I'll just ask him on the car ride home." She nods at this apparently perfectly acceptable answer.

      One girl I know, M, starts poking her finger in his face. Then...he sneezes on her, causing everyone to start cracking up, and, guess what! He actually smiled! So much for the seriousness of the dream. Oh well.


      I'm transferred to another part of my dream, and I'm no longer lucid. Sad, sad. Anyways, I guess I'm at school, but it's my old elementary school. Class is about to start, but I could not for the life of me find my locker or remember my next class. I was completely confused. I start walking down the hallway towards a random classroom, where I find a teacher who I vaguely recognize. She asks me to help her with some classroom chores, and I comply. When I try to explain to her that I can't remember my next class, she ignores me.

      Then, the assistant principal walks up and stands in the doorway. I try to tell him that I don't know where I'm supposed to go, but he just says, "Oh, that's too bad," in a kind of joking manner. Which I can totally picture him doing in real life, by the way.


      The dragon has risen from its slumber. I wake up, completely intrigued by the awesome dream I just had. When I think back to that last little part of the dream, I keep picturing Rebecca Black, so I'm pretty sure she was somehow involved. God, I hope she wasn't singing.

      Also, on a side note, I feel very achieved. I've transformed my appearance, hung out with a celebrity, and lucid dreamt somewhere other than my house, which were all personal dream goals of mine. All in all, it was a definite success. Yay!

      Updated 07-21-2011 at 06:52 AM by 44036 (Just remembered another part. :))

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      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , memorable
    5. No Privacy

      by , 04-03-2011 at 04:46 PM (Starr's Dream Collection)
      NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I am standing in the hallway of my school and I see Mr. Moesby from the show Suite Life On Deck. He and I are upset that we can't get into this one school club (can't remember what it was for) because we don't qualify. But then, Moesby gets in, because he has gray hairs. I somehow also get in the club, along with my friend C. C and I are sitting in this classroom with a bunch of older people as part of the club. As I'm sitting in a desk in the back of the room, I notice a hole in the ground. Inside, I see a big group of chipmunks trying to get through, because they also wanna be part of this exclusive club. There is a groundhog (though he looks more cartoonish) trying to hold them off.

      Soon, C and I realize how lame this club really is. We switch back to our old class, which was my 5th hour. Me and C are now sitting on the ground in front of the classroom waiting to go inside, but we can't because there is a green net covering the doorway. Inside is my friend M, who says no one else can come inside because she still needs to change. As we're sitting there, I realize that C and I forgot to bring any of our supplies to class, and we both only have a pencil. As I look inside the classroom, I see the art teacher setting up a bunch of cupcakes on a clear plastic cupcake display thing.

      I decided that since there was still some time left before class started, I would go to the bathroom. I walk down the hallway and find a bathroom way at the end of the hall, which was never there before. I walk inside, and I have to walk up these steps to get to the one toilet in the room. The toilet is just sitting there in the middle of the room. There is no stall. There is also a bathtub. As I shut the door behind me, a boy named J runs inside and crouches behind the door. I say, "Really? The girl's bathroom, J?" But he ignores me. It's obvious that he's on the run and he's hiding from somebody. I just say, "Well, don't look, then, because I have to use the bathroom." He can't see from where he is, anyways.

      I sit down to go to the bathroom, and I do. I even remember thinking, oh, I hope this doesn't mean I'm going to the bathroom in real life!
      (This isn't the first time I've made a reference to lucid dreaming in my dream, without realizing that I was actually dreaming! Grr, very frustrating!) I'm all done going to the bathroom, but that's when I realize the bathroom has no ceiling, so anyone on the second floor can see down on me. Of course, that's when a ton of people crowded around the edge and started staring at me. I yelled at them to go away so I could leave without them staring at me. But of course they didn't go anywhere.

      Suddenly, one kid, called K, jumped down into the bathroom and landed in the bathtub, and everyone is momentarily distracted by him. I take it as an opportunity to jump up and get the heck outta there. I'm walking down the hall and back to my classroom. As I enter, it seems like no one had even noticed I was missing, even though the class was very close to over. I walk up to my art teacher who is still there for some reason, because I see her carrying a tray with the remaining 4 cupcakes. I ask her if I can have one because I haven't had one yet.

      She says, "Oh, you haven't had seconds or thirds? Here, take 2 cupcakes!" I only took one cupcake, for some reason. It had hot pink frosting, sprinkles, and an aluminum wrapper. I ate it in a few quick bites, but then I was covered in icing and crumbs and I was very sticky. I walked out of the room to try and find a drinking fountain to rinse off.


      I woke up. I immediately checked to make sure I hadn't wet the bed. I didn't. WHEW!
    6. LD 3: Broken Vortex

      by , 04-02-2011 at 08:39 PM (Starr's Dream Collection)
      NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm sitting at the dinner table with my family, when I suddenly and randomly become lucid. Thinking back, I'm sure I wasn't fully lucid, but whatever. I stand up from the table and ask to be excused, so I can go explore my dream world. Everyone at the table (including Ernie from George Lopez who is just randomly there) is very encouraging and say "Yes! Yes, go explore! Go on!" with smiles on their faces. I walk down the hallway and enter my room. I see a kitten with a piece of Scotch tape holding up on the wall. The kitten quickly breaks free from the flimsy little piece of tape and darts past me and out of my room. I remember the kitten being a bit big, and it was brown tabby and white. I try to pet the kitten, but it's too fast and dashes away.

      I shrug it off and I'm now standing in the middle of my room. I decide that since closing my eyes and willing my surroundings to change doesn't usually work, I'll try something new. I try to create a vortex to jump through on my bed. It comes out as a blue and pink swirled circle. I crawl onto my bed and attempt to jump through it, but it doesn't work. It was like I was still standing on solid ground.


      I randomly lose lucidity for a little while. I hear an announcer's voice shouting, "How will she choose to get through the vortex?" and I see different buttons with pictures of stick figures jumping through a vortex. I think it's all a games, and I press a random button. Everything goes black for little while, and I'm suddenly on the set of Whose Line Is It Anyway. (It's an old comedy sketch show. If you don't know what it is, google it. You'll laugh your butt off.) I realize the announcer's voice belonged to Drew Carey, the host of Whose Line. I see Ryan Stiles dressed as a wedding groom, blindfolded. Suddenly, Wayne Brady appears and he's dressed as a Wookie. Ryan had to try and guess what Wayne was. Oh, I don't know.

      The dreamscape abruptly changes to my front porch. It's nighttime.
      I realize I'm dreaming again. My dad is sitting on the porch chair, looking at me and laughing. I faintly acknowledge my brother and sister playing in the yard. I try to read my hand to see what it says, because I write things on my hand in real life for this kind of thing. I can't, though, because my dad is desperately trying to distract from doing so, by poking me and waving his hands in front of my face. I finally break away from him, though, and realize my hand says "MISSING" with a box drawn around it, and some words underneath that I couldn't quite make out.

      I wake up. That was a weird dream.
    7. LD 2: Inception?

      by , 04-02-2011 at 08:23 PM (Starr's Dream Collection)
      NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm sitting on the floor, next to my friend, J. We're writing stories or something. Suddenly, I notice my hand has a weird message written on it. In real life, I had written "DREAMS!" on my hand with pen, so that when I looked at it in my dream, I would notice it said something else. Well, it worked. Looking at my hand, I became lucid, because now it said something else. It still said "DREAMS!" on it, but underneath that, I saw the sentence "It's an oracle!" I performed a reality check, and sure enough, I was dreaming. J, who is still sitting next to me, suddenly becomes angry. Her face gets rounder and her eyes are further apart. She starts growling. I hardly have any time to be scared before I'm suddenly lying down in my bed. It's not a false awakening, because I still know I'm dreaming.

      My vision is blurred, and I slowly and blindly step out of my bed, trying to walk around. That's when I notice I'm standing on the ceiling. Weird, I think to myself, as I slowly flip around and land on the ground the right way. I will myself to have clear vision, and I do. Not knowing what to do next, I walk over to my window and look outside. It's daytime. I randomly see Leonardo DiCaprio standing there, as his character Cobb from Inception. At first I'm afraid that he's gonna try and steal my thoughts and ideas like in Inception, so I try to scare him away. I do so by making scary faces at him through the window. He slowly backs off and runs away.

      I almost immediately regret scaring him off because I wanted to interact with my DCs. So, I walk into the backyard and see him standing there by the bushes, towards the woods. As I begin to approach him, I am interrupted by my grandpa's friend, P, walking towards me. P is carrying my crying brother and asks me if I could help figure out what was wrong with him. I agree and take my brother, and P is gone. I ask my brother, "What's the matter?" Still crying, he says "The Xbox won't let me be Player 1!" I shrug and decided to help him, just because. Following him inside, I realize the Xbox is set up in the kitchen, and the TV is attached to the fridge. I don't know how technology works in the dream world, so I randomly press a few buttons on the controller. But it seems to work because he stops crying and runs off to go to the bathroom or something like that.

      I start to go back outside but remember to check my hand, just to see what else it says. It still says "DREAMS!" and "It's an oracle!", but now it also has random scrambled letters written on it, too. I step outside, and as soon as I do, my vision gets blurry again. I suddenly hear voices around me and I know I'm near people, but I can't really see them. I recognize some of them as people from school. They are frantically warning me that I've entered the 2nd dream level, the dream within a dream. They told me of how there was an explosion and everyone was in danger. Looking at the ground with my vision still blurred, I could barely make out what I guess were supposed to be fragments of blown up bomb. I kept struggling for clarity and finally achieved it. As soon as I did, I remembered how Cobb was still outside, and I feared that he'd been harmed.

      I shouted out, "COBB!" and ran over towards him. He was still in the same spot by the bushes, except he was lying on the ground, half dead. He looked weird. He was blue, with a bleeding face, cracked skin, and he was wearing a Native American headdress. I kept reassuring him he'd be ok, and he didn't respond. Suddenly, a group of about 3 or 4 people ran over to him (I don't know who they were) and revived him. He was fine.

      It was now darker outside. Randomly, my best friend H appeared next to me. We were looking on our phones for a new tuxedo for Cobb, because he was going to Vegas for vacation, apparently. H found a snazzy looking suit and showed it to me. Of course, the suit model was Eames from Inception. I agreed that it was a nice suit. H disappeared.

      I decided that I would once more try to change my appearance like I have in other dreams. I closed my eyes and made a mirror appear in front of me. I remember the mirror was one of those big full body mirrors, with an intricate design on the gold frame. I closed my eyes and told myself that when I opened my eyes, I would look like Zooey Deschanel, who I failed to look like in another lucid dream of mine. When I opened my eyes, the only thing that changed was my hair. Then I decided that since everything seemed to be going along with Inception, I'd try and change myself to look like Ariadne. This time, all that changed was my hair and my clothes. I even got Ariadne's little scarf she always wears.


      I woke up. My first thought was, "Nooooo! That dream was too short!" But as I reviewed the dream in my head, I realized I was very lucky I lucid dreamt at all, and I had an amazing lucid experience.
    8. LD 1: Exploring My House

      by , 04-02-2011 at 07:51 PM (Starr's Dream Collection)
      NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I am standing in my bedroom, and it's nighttime. I look at my bed, and notice something strange. I can't really explain it, but I see what looks like one of those colorful decorative window stickers kids make, but it was in the shape of a cartoonish old lady, and it was big. I realize I must be dreaming, because what I currently see is never usually there. I do a RC, and suddenly everything becomes vivid, because I can still breathe through my nose even though I'm pinching it shut. I'm not sure what to do, so I slowly walk out of my room and into my hallway.

      As I'm walking down the hall, I remember reading about how reflections look weird in the dream world. So I poke my head into my bathroom and look in the mirror. The only thing that's different is the fact that I have lots of bangs covering my face. I shrug it off and continue walking down the hallway, into my living room. I'm standing there and I decide I want to try and change my environment. I close my eyes and concentrate, telling myself that when I open my eyes, I'll be in a completely empty, solid white room. Err, I failed. I was still standing in my living room.

      Then, I wanted to try and change my appearance. I look in the mirror in the living room, and (probably because I had just watched Elf in real life) tried to change myself to look like Zooey Deschanel. Well, that didn't work either.

      I also remembered how technology usually doesn't work correctly in dreams. So I see my laptop on the table and try to turn it on. It does, but the internet isn't working and Google is wacky. That's when my brother walks out of his room, eating an apple, and keeps bothering me, trying to figure out what I'm doing on the computer. I want him to leave me alone but he keeps irritating me. Yep, he's pretty much being exactly how he is in real life, even the apple eating. Suddenly my mom walks out of her room, and yells at my brother to go back to bed because it's too early. But she doesn't seem to see me.


      I wake up, very happy.
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