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OK so it doesn't matter if my dreams are up to date anymore. I ma just going to be posting dreams and some of them will have happened the night before and some of them a while ago. Mostly only my Lucids will have happened a while ago because I've been too lazy to type them out.

Waking
Non-Lucid
Lucid

#1 - I'm A Super Detective
I am in my school, except it isn't the school I am currently attending, it was my elementary school. My dad texts me and tells me that I have to leave school and come eat lunch with him. I go to my next class which was some foreign language, I think Spanish. About five minutes into it, I went up to the teacher. I went to the guy teacher because I remembered that I had asked the girl teacher something similar before, and she didn't understand what I was asking. I told the guy, "I know I don't have a pass but can I leave? My dad told me to." The teacher shook his head and said no, but I can't remember the reason for it. I figured out then that he was evil in some way, though I can't remember that reason now. All I remember then is standing outside the front doors of the school and the teacher standing there yelling at me.

Then I was downtown. There had been a murder and I was a detective on the case. There was a bus over a grate heading down to the sewers and I said that we had to get that open. My theory was that the killer had everyone fall into those holes because at every scene there was an opening into the ground. We started opening it and everyone around started looking at us. Then I was at school again running up the hallway. It was slowly inclining towards a door, which was my Spanish class (I can't remember if that happened before or after the crime scene). I am then at a track meet. My Spanish teacher is there and we seem to have made amends. I see the Central team and I walk towards them. My old friend sees me and comes over. I tell him that I had gotten this one girls number, and he says that I have to stay away from her. "Why?" I asked. "First, because I'm going after her. And second, everybody fricking wants her." He replied. I thought this was a little weird because I thought he was currently dating someone but before I could ask he got called back over to his camp. (If I would've asked I probably would've become lucid.

I walk back over to the track and my coach is waiting. Right when the race is about to start, the killer shows up and takes away a girl. Then all of a sudden, I figure it out. My mind has flashbacks to all the crime scenes, even ones I hadn't visited in the dream (like in Psych). I then realized that each murder took place at a construction site, and that each person killed was a worker. Using this info we are able to stop the girl from being killed. I didn't understand why the killer took the girl, my best guess was that she was a worker's daughter.

#2 - Half-Dream in the Morning
I woke up and realized it was still early so I tried to go back to sleep. I was half asleep and I drifted off to a little dream. I was in my school's lunch room. Me and a few others were getting a drink out of a Gatorade container. It said it was Gatorade so we all took that instead of water. Some people got water from that container and were angry because the thing had lied. I got Gatorade though. Then a lady was there and said, water tastes weird after drinking a base liquid. I took the base liquid to mean Gatorade. (I had an even shorter mini dream before this one but I can't remember what it is.

This was a weird one that came out of nowhere!

I was a member of a pirate crew on a pirate ship. I am not sure if I was a pirate or just myself among the pirates. One of the pirates on the ship, a good friend, a good man who owned a treasure map, was murdered by another pirate. I then set out to investigate who killed the pirate. It was kind of like a whodunit murder mystery. I talked with the captain, some of the crew and the murder victims two sons. Strangely one of the sons is white and the other is black. Tension was running high on the ship. The captain was angry one of his crew had betrayed him and killed another member of the crew. The victims two sons were very sad. None of the crew trusted each other. The murder was unsolvable.

The dream skips to a later date. I am at a party with balloons and laughing people. I stand alone in a bedraggled shirt, stubble and glasses, in a thin rooms with lots of light. Presumably a lot of time has passed and I have been affected by the loss of my pirate friend. I am with none of my fellow pirate crew so I assume we disbanded after the murder. The two brothers, sons of the victim walk in behind me. They are holding their dead dad's treasure map with glee, looking pleased with themselves. Turned out they had killed their old dad for the treasure map, and were secretly very greedy, malicious and evil. I slowly turn around and they look at me and fall silent.

The dream then resets to when I'm still on the ship, solving the murder. (Sometimes my dreams reset, so I can 'do the dream right' or 'follow another path in the dream' (hard to explain, but it's how it is).
I burst into the brothers room where they are their with the treasure map and try and fight them. They overpower me. The dream resets to before the right. I make a plan with some of the other crew to tie the two brothers up to the main mast with rope.

That's where the dream ends, and I wake up.

Quite an odd one! Maybe I subconsciously want to become a pirate private eye. I quite enjoyed it. I don't know how my mind comes up with this stuff.

Commentary Non-lucid Lucid
Several dreams tonight about hiding from something or searching for something. I had the thought in one of my dreams that I was lucid but when I tried to experience the dream lucidly I came out of it quickly and woke up. I wasn't too frustrated when I woke up.

Nearly Lucid - Strange City - Jail Break - Mountain Lion - Shopping MallArrive in a strange city on a personal "train" station. The city is called "Somerset" and the word is big and bold on every building. One of the first buildings that I passed was the county jail. Some of the windows were busted open and it was obvious that there was a break-out. Nobody seemed concerned on the street but I could sense the fear in the air. I sped up my walking because I didn't want an escaped prisoner sneaking up on me. Around a corner I spotted a still mountain lion on the sidewalk. It frightened me and I thought it would attack me. I decided to attack it first by going up from behind it around the block. I did this but it was gone by the time I rounded the block. Soon, I walked into a mall. I'm shopping for fall/winter clothes thinking about what my girlfriend would like. They were very eccentric clothes, with brightly colored stripes. On the radio, they were playing the Grateful Dead's version of "When I Paint my Masterpiece." I'm done with that. I go walking through the mall. There are many people all around. Suddenly, and I don't know why, I had the thought I'm lucid! I'm lucid!Quickly, the dream became cloudy and the people started to disappear and reappear quickly. I was losing awareness of my dream body. Meanwhile I'm trying to rub my hands and make a hot girl appear.I haven't really read up on the methods for staying lucid yet lol. Then I started waking up, but didn't fully wake up and went into another sleep cycle.

Lighting & Grateful Dead
Was under a tall bridge in a riverside park with the Grateful Dead (Lesh and Weir were the only ones recognizable). There was a fierce lightning storm and I kept trying to find the best spot to avoid being struck. I was the only one worrying so much. I asked Weir for a ride to my house. He obliged. I said goodbye to the girls, who were people from from my life.

Tropical Lagoon Detective
I'm in a tropical lagoon. I'm on a rock looking at a cat. The cat is looking for "evidence." Supposedly, it is the best at what it does. I dive in myself and start looking for evidence. The cat looks at me like "who do you think you are?" but then accepts me and we help each other. We go up to this stone memorial that is halfway submerged below the water. There are many names on it but I don't make any of them out. They're clues....

I end up in a house who's first floor is flooded with water. We are hiding but someone on the second floor sees me and says that I'm careless.

Suddenly, I'm on the second floor of a bar overlooking a parade of some sort. It is rather crowded. My old housemate is there. He's not happy with me, lecturing me on how you have to work hard to keep your friends. I consider purchasing a spear gun to protect me from sharks and other dangers but my cat (who has transformed into a human) tells me its not necessary. There has never been a shark attack in that lagoon.

Argument between my aunt and father
It was at a family dinner. There were many people there, some of whom don't like each other; they consisted of some of the women who live in our town who have contributed to the breakup of my aunt and uncle and to the breakup of the friendship between my mother and her best friend and tensions between my mother and aunt (it's fucked up). My aunt started complaining about something she divorced her husband a year ago but everyone in the family including me and my father still loves him and this causes her some anger toward us. My dad is fed up with her complaining and starts verbally arguing with her. They are jabbing each other back and forth in front of each other. There is insults against the others genitalia. Finally, I get between my dad and aunt, point to my aunt and say, "you have to leave" and then point to my dad and say "and you have to stop criticizing her in front of everybody." At that, they do as I demand. I walk my aunt out and as she leaves I kiss my hand and put it to hers. She has this really kind of gross way of kissing where she purses her lips to an extreme degree. That is why I didn't kiss her face.

This is just a small fragment from the morning. There was a lot more, but I didn’t stay awake for long enough to go trough it and so I’ve forgotten it.

I’m in a detective story situation, at the end when the detective tells everybody who the murderer was. Most people involved are actors and I’ at a filming set. I’m probably working for the police, but basically I’m just observing. The detective tells us that the murderer is the lead role actor, and he knows this because he saw the actor shoot the victim. In the dream, I’m actually impressed by this.

(I've been watching Psych lately, so this remined me of it, mailny because Gus was there and so was his ex-girlfriend Ruby)
(I guess I was Shawn, but It was first person, and no one said my name, so I wasn't sure)



I was in the gym Lobby. I suspected we were solving a mystery, Gus was beside me and a girl, I didn't (and still don't) know who she was, but she looked familiar (I think she might have been 8, the DC from my other dreams, not 8 years old). We walked by the desk (empty, but messy) and the smoothie bar (I like smoothies). We went past the rooms where people hit the tennis ball on the wall and try to get it over and over, everything looked like it did in the gym my dad used to go to (which means there really was a smoothie bar) but it was all empty. We sat on a bench, the only thing that was off about the place was the round window leading to the next room behind us (It was supposed to be a mirror, I didn't think about that until after).

"So she's in here?" I turned to Gus, he nodded.

"Be careful, she's listening to music," said the girl. (Wow, she might kill me! *sarcasm*)

I went in, but Gus went ahead, the girl stayed behind. Gus went around a beam in the middle of the room, but I stood right infront of it, observing. There was a large dent in it about the size of my head. I grabbed the inside and lifted my self up, then went back to the ground (I've been climbing trees a lot lately, I guess I was still thinking about it). I walked over to Gus and saw that he was talking to Ruby on a treadmill. She was the one we were after I guess. I pulled Gus away.

"Dude, let's go to the gift shop," I said.

"Okay," he said

We pulled Ruby along and I stopped, "Wait a minute, I used to go to this gym!" I said, "It used to be called, (I said the correct name but I forget it now)"

Ruby nodded and pointed at a TV with the old logo on it. (Odd enough that they would keep it there) I got confused, but we continued on to the gft shop. When we got there I noticed a bunch of rolled up temper-pedic matresses against one wall. The girl behind the counter was the one we were with earlier. There were action figures of what 70's-80's band names inspired on the counter. I looked to my right and this girl from real life was standing with her sister (I'll call her Half (it sound cool huh?) and her sister Half's sister "Half's sister (creative, I know....)) I looked at Half then quickly looked away. She picked up one of the figure's from the desk and observed it. I looked back at her and she said something along the lines of:

"Well, I guess I should buy this as a preasnt in case I can't aford anything else" (what an odd choice for a preasant)
I looked at he with an odd smile, (her sister hadc no real importance in the dream, she just was there in the background) she smiled back. We walked away and out the door, and everything faded.

So, a murder has happened, in a house where Aunt May lives (the one from Spiderman the animated). Me and the scooby doo gang has t investigate, and we soon find a horrible secret. It turns out that Aunt May, IS A ZOMBIEEEEE. And her best friend from spiderman (the other old lady), is ALSO a zombie. Now we gotta flee, I quickly decide that the best way to be safe, is to find a neighbor and ask them for help. So I run out f the house, and look for help. I get over to the closest house and start banging on the door. But before the door opens, I wake up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was somehow talking with a private detective or remembering a past discussion with a private detective. It was like I was seeing either real life or a video of "my family's house," with possible clips of the detective in the house, while also hearing the conversation between myself and the detective.

The detective had been sent to my family's house. Some other member of my extended family had accused either my mother or my sister of doing something bad. This may have included abusing children or stealing money from an extended family member.

I didn't feel like my mom or my sister had actually done anything wrong. So I didn't want the detective to do whatever kind of investigation he was doing on them. But the detective was actually mad at me. He told me that I wasn't helping him enough. He needed to get into the house. But I was keeping everything closed. He told me that the least I could do for him would be to keep a window open.

At some point I saw the detective in the living room. The room, like all the others, was cluttered with all kinds of papers, though it also appeared to be cluttered with other things, such as flannel blankets. The detective was shuffling through a stack of white papers that looked like some kind of government documents.

Dream #2

I was in a living room The room was kind of nice. I stood in front of a big entertainment center. I was remembering a conversation with my mother. At some point in the conversation, my mother asked me how much money I was making. I told her my salary. She said, "Good. Now it's time to go out there and make even more."

I had the feeling that this living room was my mom's living room. I had been living here, but now I was getting ready to move out. It was part of the next step in my life.

I stood looking at the entertainment center. There was a TV inside the entertainment center, but it was sat on some kind of coffee table which sat on the floor. In fact, the entertainment center didn't seem to have any shelves or drawers in it. It just seemed to be some kind of six-foot-tall shell made of fake wood. But I still thought it was pretty cool. It may have had some potted plants hanging down from its roof.

I wondered if I was going to be able to take the entertainment center with me. I couldn't remember if it was mine or my mom's. But now I was having trouble remembering whether my mom was coming with me.

I walked through the entertainment center. The right side of it had a little doorway-like structure. I thought to myself that the entertainment center added a lot to the feeling of space in the house. I thought that good taste in interior decoration must mean something like being able to fill your house with all these things that seem to add to the feeling of space in the house.

Dream #3

I was in some wide, short space with concrete floors and cinder block walls. The place may have been like some part of a school building. The floors were waxed and shiny. The only light was from windows at the far end of the room. I may have seen myself in the middle of the room, as if I were separate from myself. I may have looked like a junior high or early high school student.

I was running around in a bit of a panic. For some reason, for a really long time I had been trying to remember a L'arc en Ciel song. But I kept remembering the wrong song. I finally slowly began to remember the lyrics to the song I had been trying to remember.

I also began to "remember" that this song had been taken by some group of people to make some statement on women's menstrual cycles. It was then being used to make girls feel bad about themselves and about having sex.

DELETED

The first dream was too small to put.

~Detectives~
My sister and I had come to do some secret mission detective work. This guy led me to a room in which I was to stay a little while, I guess. I can't remember all that happened here.

Later, my sister had gone missing, apparently. I had to go to the nearest hospital to find out. So I looked around a bit, and saw her walking down a long hall. I followed her, but couldn't keep up. She went down some flights of stairs to the right of her, and I tried to follow, but got stuck behind 2 slow people. So as we got to the stairs, I slipped past them and tried to catch up with her.

I appeared in some movie theater, and started making my way up. I had to go through rows of people, and saw a girl almost pass out. I then remembered I could just walk up the stairs. Then I entered the next movie theater. I saw my sister's head halfway on up there, so I rushed up to her. Then I can't remember what else happened.

~Dark Room~
One part I only remember. We were in a dark room with a ton of tables, chairs, and computers, I have no idea what we were doing there.

A Mystery:
This was a detective based story where I was the detective. It was pretty long and all I can recall is some parts from the end. It involved me taking my grandpa to TH and we were ordering some food. He kept on changing his order around and confusing me and the cashier, however, eventually, we settled on what to order and I went to find a seat. The story skips ahead and next thing I know, I am trying to infiltrate a building by destroying the side wall. When I make it inside, I tell them to freeze and the place inside is divided into cubicles where my grandpa was working at one. It looked like a standard cubicle that you see in commercials where you have the computer with books on either side, etc…. Anyways, he starts saying that he did it or whatever it was because I hated him. The dream ended afterwards.

Thoughts: Not really sure what this dream was supposed to mean

Morning of January 2, 1972. Sunday.



I am apparently a member of a group of detectives. I seem much older and I do not seem implied to be my conscious self. I am riding in the front seat on the right and I am not the driver. The driver is an unknown male with a celebrity essence, though unfamiliar. We are in what may be a police car, but from the 1920s or 1930s.

We are supposed to prevent a biplane from taking off from the runway of a small airport. Soon, it is headed right for us. Oddly, we are also copied into a scene in front of us at somewhat of a distance. That is, we are watching “our” car on the runway ahead, with another us (yet somehow still us). I am thinking “we” might be struck by the biplane if we keep going but it is not that fearful. (The sense of anticipation is not that vivid.) The biplane lifts from the runway a few times, but only just a little, and is back down.

Eventually stopping, and the other us no longer present, it turns out that the biplane is only a painted mural (or perhaps a low-set billboard) so it was never really a threat. We get out of the car. The biplane is now facing the left side of the car and it seems we may be on a normal city street. I feel like saying something but I do not.

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