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So last night air found myself behind the wheel of a vehicle but only with no wheel, I was on the LHS with possibly a passenger or more near me.

I must have found something peculiar (maybe where I was sitting) so I FINALLY asked myself "am I dreaming?"

I took a quick look around and decided that I wasn't. I was happy when I woke up and shortly after remembered asking myself that question yet now recalled that it was indeed a dream!

Next time though: continue to look around and validate if it really is a dream, look for text or clocks and test them, don't get too excited if the answer is yes.....

I was just in my house, minding my own business, but then I see my Uncle smoking weed in the living room. I call my mom over, and she yells for him to get out of the house. He then just starts grabbing some of his stuff, along with a golf club and tries to act casual. He follows my mom and I go and grab a golf club too. Suddenly, I gain lucidity and I just make everything peaceful.
This being one of my earlier lucid dreams, I'm not too experienced, so i tried running down my street and flying, but instead i just jumped and fell slowly to the ground. I continued down the street and did a reality check, by staring at my hand. My left hand had 6 fingers, as my right hand had 5. It started to get hazier right about now, but I believe something was chasing me, so I stole a car and I just drove away (very recklessly, because I only have my driver's permit) as I continually tried to remind myself I was in a dream.

I am in the car with my dad, Youssif, and possibly Ahmed Maged. We are driving through a very colorful and crowded market. We stop and I get out of the car with Youssif and Ahmed. We enter a shop. In the shop is a large array of katanas and vases. I don’t like the katanas in the shop. They look really cheap. They don’t look intimidating and badass like I would expect a katana to be. I have around 200 pounds to spend. I am dying to buy something with my money. So instead of a katana I look for something else. My attention is drawn to the vases. I pick up an alabaster bowl and look at it.

My dad picks me up from Ahmed Elian’s house after a sleep over. We are in the Nady’s parking lot though instead of the front of his house. The sky is brown and everything around reflects the hue. While in the car my dad talks to me about lucid dreaming. He asks me if I have managed it. I tell him I haven’t yet. He asks me if the methods that I am using are “street”. I tell him there is no such thing. We then begin to drive home. He talks about some new railroad being built. He say it is blocking certain roads that lead into Sherouk. He says this is why Sherouk is so empty right now. No one can get in! Halfway home, he stops the car. He says he’ll give me fifteen pounds if I manage to find a car. I get out and I walk over piles of sand and rock strewn on the side of the road in search for a car. I quickly find an old worn out van. I imagine there being people in there with guns and them shooting me dead. This is exactly what happens. I am dead. I continue the dream as my dad. As my dad, I am trying to kill the men who shot my son.I walk over to the van. I hide on one side with the killers on the other. I throw cardboard at them (because cardboard is very deadly). I think about how I am going to kill them. I decide I am going to catch the van on fire and make the gas tank explode. I manage to start a fire. I throw burning objects under the van. Then the scene changes to one of an arena. I am at the top of this arena looking into it. The men who killed my son were at the bottom of this arena. I throw stuff at the killers below.

Alright, guest is gone, and good sleepin is back.

A lot of the begginning was blur, I assume because I did a lot of waking up and going back to sleep due to not remembering bits at the time I wake up. I managed a few of the times to get myself to consciously hold onto it a couple of the times I woke up, which of course is the later end of my dreams.

Driving. I vaguely remember some of the old familiar driving bits from old dream/blur segments. I pull back some high mountainous snowy areas but thats about it.

I had a lot of blur with the highrise/hotel/whatever, and then some sub structure, but it wasn't until I seemed to go outside that it all slowed down enough for me to recall as I am. This is where it became a zombeh dream, I wasn't being particularly chased but.... I was with a group of people for a part of it, I recall some semi truck being used.... I don't think it was to transport..... I think it was more of distraction or something. I remember the group of people changing buildings (orig being the orig high rise from earlier) after I was in the semi... after driving out for a second in the semi I recal a bit of running and climbing from the "zombehs" eventually I just ran back to the semi and drove back to the original building. I got out and looked at it from the side.... it looked almost like it was split in to, as if that was the design, like until about half way up it was open space save for gates n other stuff put up. I can't remember the next transition but..

Then I was on this "beach" which was practically a cement wall against the water that went down a few feet where the water was. We were standing at this corner with the open water being the front and left if your staring straight from the land outward like I was, just to give an idea of how it looked. I was with the same group, people still rather shadowy to me, at least this group has been. Oh and btw it was night time too XD.

Everyone was pretty much chilling in the corner where the concrete walls met up, few people swimming a further out into the dark water. I was pretty much the passive observer here, watching, never in the water.


----alright i need to cut back to do a little what if segment

What if the recent apperence of shadowed out people is the sign of other dreamers? Generally whenever I did see people in my dreams.... I see them. I

thought the whole shark bit happening in the dream would signify that it was all me..... but honestly I think I may of just pulled it there. Because its not like anyone got bitten. I was just watching people swim.... x.x I think it was me flashing my light into the water that kinda did it too.... not that all the people thrashin n bein loud wouldn't have done it more... still I remember thinking I shouldn't of done that. I just heard someone yell shark n everyone scrambled up the concrete wall. Even the further out swimming people managed to get back in without being nipped.

After this, like a flash we were all in this small little 10x15 store, with nice warm colored wood n lights, seemed kinda like a gift shop to me. The more I think about it, the more I recall it as if I were a child. It would make more sense considering i was holding this big stuffed animal orca in the other, and some smaller detailed figurine of something..... logically from the little bit of blurred memory I do have of looking at the object.... i'd say it was likely a shark.

I was standing there looking upwards at what seemed to be a woman who in rl would be smaller than me, and I was asking her if she knew anything about sharks..... when she didn't reply I stated the obvious as child does " cause I really like sharks..." I just remember her smiling lightly, still silent.

Thats pretty much all I can recall.

Driving, lots of it. Specially since I made my cross country trip to see family a few years back. I'd had them before.... but not to this extent (varying environments, once i've not even seen). I'll get aerial views, flowing out of those into me sitting in the vehicle as it goes. Its also weird there are a lot of elevated freeways that seem to be hundreds of feet in the air, definitely creeps me out to see some of the shit I just drive out without hesitation- i get the gut feeling that it may become an "oshit" moment but.... the dream just keeps going.

I remember driving through mountains roads with fking snow n ice as a earthquake shook/broke it apart, some major o-shit moments there

I see a lot of hotels/motels as the destinations in my dreams, occasionally really nice homes, or even rarer boarded up home/structures that I hide/hold up in i'm guessing. Occasionally I do notice I'm with a few or even a small group, but rarely anyone i recognize specifically or i can even see the detail of at all.

I get random shark dreams, which range from me being towed by a submarine at really high speed (like water skiing), to being at a beach and seeing them through the crystal clear water. I had a recent one where my little brother was going so far as swimming out with them (they were all g-whites btw). I remember calling him back in. He came back and then.... there was another large one just floating at the steps (we were on these concrete steps at the beach that lead into the water), my brother just hopped down the steps and landed in the water beside and just... fking pet it like a dog.

I remember doing one of my "floats" through this bay and just seeing the undersides of yachts, and of course the sharks were there, swimming around all the same.
There are the occasional floats I do in rivers too which are about the same.

. . . . . (just got pwned by a flood of more mems) ah another driving, this time with meh mum..... x.x I hate my driving dreams that involve water, those are generally not to pleasant.


There are the occasional storm ones, where i'm caught in the awe of a tornado, a large funnel that never seems to finally meet a layer of clouds, rather seems to consume the clouds above and just continue widen and grow.

Zombie dreams thankfully are finally starting to be gone, they were kind of getting old honestly. Can only have so many dreams where your just running around from a mob before it gets old. Maybe if I were lucid and decided to just pwn them all it wouldn't be a problem. Sadly that just never was the case, they were awe-fully realistic in appearance in the scenarios I found myself in. Glad my instinct still manages to keep me alive in my dreams at least though XD

A lot of what I "remember" from the early part seemed more of a blur as a bits of my dreams do, usually the times when i'm alone and there is nothing being said (i vaguely recall an... "everywhere storm" on the US and another shark themed dream passed by in the blur last night)

But yes, all of a sudden I was like... driving around this sity, had just taken an off ramp and was driving around looking for something. It was dark, and for some reason I was particularly trying to stay away from "skunks" (what i generally call their calls). I managed to pass through the town with only seeing glimpses of them going in their own directions.

I remember the feeling of urgency growing rather strongly in this dream, that I needed to find the freeway and and backtrack or go somewhere else. Another thing I must note, wasn't the first time I'd been to that city. First time driving around there.... but I can pull back having a dream some months where I was running around it barefoot or something.

. . . . . (catching flickers of a memory) nah.... that was... hmmm For some reason I'm remembering a lot of.... aerial acrobatics.... which is something i generally don't do (matrix-status jumping around/over homes/buildings)

Anywho after the driving dream ended.... there was one more dream for me to have.

Once again another hotel/motel (may have been a motel in this one, looked more like it). As the dream started, I'd just arrived with a 2 others. For some reason me and one of them expected someone to be waiting inside.

One of the two followed behind me (for some reason, some people in my dreams... may as well just be a dark shadow with no detail XD..... I just don't see them, i know they are there, but I can't place what gender they even are .) The other went to a side window to look inside. Before doing this I of course "pulled" 2 swords that I own, (one being my main, but the other wasn't the other one from the previous, which would explain what happened in a few moments) I have my main spkatana, and i toss my old oceankatana to the person i arrived with about to go for the window. Now armed we proceeded

I went straight for the door, opened it about an inch, and then kicked it the rest of the way open. At this point, me and the follower only had t otake a few steps in. Just being me, I naturally decided to just pear around the door (against the wall where the door sits when fully open), and.... I couldn't even see them but he was there, just as with those i'd came with.... I could but couldn't see him. Within the second I saw the othersword, the angel-wakizashi (naming em for later reference) flying right into my face, I remember pulling back just in time to see the blade extend past it and the eventual hand and handle of the sword which is how i knew which one it was.

I grabbed the person and pulled them away from the door, one of the others was about to help me with em while i had them locked up, to which I yelled at them not to. I tripped the person/thing up and followed him to the ground, both of us still also clutching the Wakazashi (short katana for those who don't know), a smooth as butter I turned it towards his chest and sunk it down into him. I vaguely remember me/those with me asking who sent him... But I don't remember hearing any answer. Pretty much when I woke up.

May go and type up some other entries while I seem to be in the dream remembering mode, an have the day off. Have missed a lot.

(Note: for this post and future posts, I will only be posting lucid dreams here. (Too time consuming otherwise)

NON-LUCID LUCID

Identification: (No. 8) I can't drive
Time Recorded: 7:30, Date not recorded (presumably 09-2010)
Genre: Disaster
Character(s): Mariella R.
Method(s): WBTB used before dream at 5:50. MILD Visualisation
Lucid: Yes (DILD)

I am sick and spending most of the day in bed. I am watching T.V in bed, Grandma comes in with a computer. On the screen is one of my old illustrations scans of a nautiloid mollusk. She tells me that she thinks my illustration is ''very good''.
Later I decide I am going to drive to the hospital. I am in the back-seat of the car and the car is driving itself using the G.P.S for direction. After a while I notice the car started to be following a car infront of me, so I work out that that car must be going to the hospitol also. I climb into the front seat and take control of the steering wheel, I think it would be good practice for driving for when I get my driving licence. I keep following the car infront of me until we arrive at a gate that was partially opened. The car infront of me is slightly smaller and is able to scrape through, I realize my car is too big, so I am about to open the door so I can get out of the car and open the gate wider. The car rolls forwards and smashed the gate down. I quickly drive away and look behind me in the car. There is a policeman who is yelling ''we need to close down the road''.
At this moment I realise that I cannot drive, and therefore I must be dreaming!

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was on the top bunk of a bunk bed with two other men. There may have been other people in the bedroom. The top bunk felt pretty high and pretty close to the ceiling. The bedroom felt pretty busy. There may have been a TV blaring in one corner of the room. There was a window letting in a lot of bright, winter light.

The men on the bed with me were both white, gay, and probably in their mid- to late-thirties. They were laying in weird positions under blankets. The bed seemed to have tons of different blankets on it. So each of the guys had his own blanket.

The guys both started talking to me about going to some country in Europe. They said I'd probably like it a lot better than I'd like the United States. They were reall encouraging me to go.

Finally I said I couldn't go. I didn't have a passport. They may have said something about how they couldn't believe that. I said, "No. Really. I've never been outside the US in my entire life."

I was about to qualify that statement, since it wasn't quite true. But both guys were now so shocked that they interrupted me. One of the guys, dressed in a feminine kind of shirt, black, with the shoulders way low, exposing a shoulder strap, like a bra-strap, said, "No, no. Stop! Just drive, man! Just get out and drive!"

(At this point, a song started playing in my head with the words, "just drive, man, just get out and drive.")

I knew by this that the guy meant I should just finally get out of America and go see the world. I had no idea how they expected me to do this. But I may have gotten the idea later that the two guys were actually going to give me money to do this.

Dream #2

I was standing in line at a huge drug store. The line seemed to be curving along the right end of a pharmacy counter, then along a wall.

I was a couple people back in line, and I stared at a bag of chips I was holding while I waited. My chips were some dark red bag of Doritos. But the bag was old, like the 1970s style of bag.

I soon headed over to a cashier. She was a young, black woman, kind of overweight, with hair about between jaw-length and shoulder-length.

The woman rang up my chips. She may have held onto them for a long time. Maybe she never gave me the chips back. But she told me they cost four dollars. We had some kind of pleasant conversation about this.

I was walking down the counter, as if I were now ready to walk out of the store. But I went up to another cashier. This time I was buying deodorant.

The cashier was maybe Latino. He had olive-colored skin, a bald-shaved head, and a bit of stubble on his face. He was tallish, and kind of strong. But he was gay and acted a tiny bit effeminate.

The cashier told me that I was paying way too much for this deodorant. He told me that if I had a club card, I would pay much less for a similar kind of deodorant. The new price may have been $2.69.

I told the man that I did have a club card. I pulled my keychain (? - I think) out of my pocket. There was a mini club-card on it. But it looked all faded out, like I'd worn it out by holding it in my pocket for too long.

I then realized that I simply hadn't taken off some kind of protective seal that had been placed over the barcode. It was like a mildly adhesive strip of semi-opaque, white plastic. I peeled this off. The barcode for the club card looked fine.

I handed the card to the man. The man rang me up for a deodorant. As I was paying him, either the previous cashier or another cashier who looked a lot like her walked up to the left end of the cashier counter. The man told the woman, as if he'd asked her, that he was giving me the club card deal on deodorant.

The woman looked a little annoyed that the man would have given me any of the club card deals. I now remembered that the previous cashier hadn't told me about any club card deals. I wondered if these two women had been trying to hide the club card deals from me.

I now felt terribly shy and afraid, like I'd overstepped some kind of totem-boundary by having taken a club card deal when the women didn't want me to. All I wanted to do was get out of the store. I thanked the man and walked away.

But I only walked a couple meters away, to a row of shelves directly facing the left end of the cashier counter. The shelves were stocked with deodorant.

I was looking directly at the deodorant the man said I should buy. It was maybe the Tom's of Maine brand, and it may have had something like olive oil in it. The packaging was an off-white or olivey-beige color.

The deodorant seemed to be with other stuff, too, like hand soap using similar ingredients. There may also have been some display for the products, like they were in some kind of wicker basket, or like they were standing on top of a small bale of hay.

I suddenly realized that, even though I'd paid the man for my deodorant, I'd never actually gotten it. I figured I should just pick out one of these deodorants and take it with me. I may have knelt down to get a deodorant.

But now the man called from behind me. Either the man threw a trial-size deodorant at me, or the trial-size deodorant fell from the shelves. The man told me he'd forgotten to give me a deodorant. But he'd give one to me right now.

Only thing I can remember is that people were asking me how to drive in Grand Theft Auto as if it was driving in real life. Main character was Spider-Man though, not Niko.

Remembered this later today: at one part, I was in school and my schedule had math but no room number or something. Mr. Collins kept following me around telling me to "get to class."

12.09.2011

My car's gears go Berserk! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving at night by myself in my car. I pulled inside the parking lot of a mall. When I tried to put the car in park, the stick moved itself to Long. Staring at it in amazement, I tried to put it on park again. The car made a weird noise and I realized I did it without hitting the breaks.

The car was in park, but it was still moving, gaining some speed. I started to step harder the breaks without success. I used the emergency break, but the car still moved, at a slow speed, but moved. My wife trying to get into the car, but she needed to do it while my car was moving. On a curv, she jumped inside the car. we both tried to stop it without success.

After a few minutes, I was alone again in the car. I entered in a weird basement, still driving my car. I finally managed to stop my car, but realized the place was closed.

Evolventity's Dream

September 11, 2011

(Regular Dream) Fell asleep by 10:30PM, woke up at 11PM.
-I'm in my Aunt N*'s dining room next to the kitchen with cousin L*, sister J* and an unknown Asian woman in her 20's. Though we're in my Aunts dining room, we're also in a club. Multicolored lights and flashes sprinkle the dark scene. There seems to be a food bar behind us. The asian woman across the table from us says she wants something to eat but can't eat anything here because of her stomach problem. I think of my high school teacher M* who also has a stomach issue. She asks if J* and I want to go with her to buy food and we agree. We walk outside of the 'house' and sit in her car after walking to the other side of the road, I think it's a white VW bug. She drives forward. J* and I are sitting in the back seats. My legs are elevated upwards towards the black window. The woman passes a red stop sign without stoping. A white flash behind us occurs as we continue to drive. She passes two more stop signs without yeilding, two more flashes, and J* and I feel very unsafe. She appears to be drunk. We arrive behind Walmart and she drives slightly into some stock boxes. I hop out of the car window and grab J* from the other side. The chick is mad at us and wants us back. Before she can exit her car, I slide under a door made of net that leads to the entrance of Walmart. I tell J* to hurry under as well. A man runs towards us and I hold the net down so he can't come through. The only thing going through my mind is finding help. The man has a phone in his right hand. This somehow conveyed trust, along with his concerend face. I let him through while talking about the dumb bitch. (Skip) We're back inside, I have forgotton the problematic woman. I'm simply relaxing on a couch in a small room. A bar is at the end of me. I'm probably in an oriental resteraunt. My mom is with my sister A* at the counter. I said something in a loud voice, and J* said something in a loud voice. Then my mom says something with a loud voice directed at the chef. The man says calls her out for being loud. I feel guilty as well, though at least I wasn't negative like my mom. A* seems to agree with the chef and expresses her dissaproval by shoving and then hitting her. I try to find my shirt to put on so I can defend my mom. A* comes to me and tries to kiss. I hit and beat her so she gets the fuck off. (Skip) A middle aged bald white man sitting on the couch starts talking about flying wontons. I ass him if he's talking about Noble Vegetarian, S4 perhaps? "Yes" he replies. I comment on the texture being sort of grainy and how much expense they cost, to which he agrees.

(Regular Dream, Fragmented) Fell asleep by 9AM, woke up at 2PM.
-I become an air molecule, floating around by will. I'm in mid air in my kitchen and see a dog. He barks and tries to chomp me. I dodge his attempts. (Skip) I'm outside in an open area of land. I see the underside of a pink goat, as if I was laying on the groud from waking. A camel passes by. (Skip) I'm in my apartment bathroom with my cousin Ja* and I notice her perfume. It's the female version of the cologne that I have, like J* said she's seen at that beauty store ulta. I smell it and she was right about it not being a great scent. It's made of cheap plastic and the purple and pink stripes on the body of the bottle are made of a sticker. It's a cheap version probably bought from a dollar store. I walk into my bedroom to compare mine with hers. She definitely didn't pay $50-$80 for this.

12.06.2011

3 Day Long Dream (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A nap in the afternoon. I think this was after work, I don't remember. In a period where I wasn't getting much recall at night.
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The dream started off late in the afternoon, it was fairly dark. It was a sort of camp around a house that looked abandoned, haunted, even. We were pitching our tents around the house. Julia and Sarah helped me pitch me tent (near the side of the house) and they pitched their tents next to mine.. ontop of a puddle of water.
After everyone finished pitching their tents, we went inside and explored? the house. We looked at the dining room, it was poorly lit, very dim. The colour of the walls was a very worn out orange colour. Then we moved to the living room. We were all sitting in a circle, I think we might have been considering playing 'spin the bottle'. I was sitting next to Andie and Sean, they were cuddling.
I decided to call it a night and went back to my tent. I recall walking out of the room and out of the house, but nothing between that. I walked into a different tent to the one I set up.

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I was in a carpark with my girlfriend in her car. It was a 4wd, though (not her car IRL). We were cuddling, then her mum appeared and started putting (groceries?) in the back. I decided i needed to bail. Infront of the car, I saw my mum. She waved to me and i said bye to Megan and bailed out of the car. I ran over to mum and we drove away.
I remember on the trip home, I was checking my pockets, I thought that i'd lost something so I told Mum. She said "You've only been gone for 3 days and you lose something." I also recognised the scene outside.
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At home, i'm in my room infront of my wall chargers. What's different was, there was a double adapted. This part of the dream felt so so real. I texted my girlfriend to tell her I found what I thought I lost. Then I woke up.

So.. that dream went for 3 days and I was asleep for one hour. This makes me hopeful that I can change the time ratio in my dreams.

I was drivinf around in this car and other cars were only drivinf in reverse. They were going very fast and so it looked like they were going to hit me nay second. I always just tried to swerve out the way but I still was in the middle.

09.05.2011

Composing a song I (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving my car and going to the mall with my wife. It was night, very late, but for some reason the mall was open and full of cars. The cars were driving recklessly and it was hard to park, there were little to no parking spots left.

I parked in a place but I was not well parked, so I decided to park in other spot. I parked in reverse gear so it would be faster to get out when I was back. However, I noticed that after parking, I was parked in drive... I told my wife and she said it was OK. I told her no way, I was parked in reverse. I pointed at the gears and said, "See... it is on reverse!" When I noticed it was on Drive...

I told her I was dreaming, that this was making no sense at all. My wife started complained and got mad at me. She started arguing that I was wasting valuable time. I started to fly and left my "wife" speaking and shouting in the middle of the now empty parking lot.

I took a flight but realized my dream was stable and clear enough. While I was flying I started to recall that I needed to do something that was requested over Dreamviews... I took me a while to remember, until I remembered Rman told me to compose something in a dream. I found it funny because I am not into music at all, and neither into poetry.

I chanted the following:

- Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeee eeeeeee, oh fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
- oh fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, of fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
- great fire, that burns it all
- like the phoenix..... I rose....... from fiiiiiireeeeeeee"

I decided it was good signing and enough. I decided to look for Amity. I got to a big lot with signs. It was day now and I could see on a sign, "This is Amity: We are astrally connected, we always have been. I influence and change my dream world, so you do on mine"

I flew for a while more until my dream started to vanish, so I decided to L-DEILD