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NON-DREAM NON-LUCID SEMI -LUCID LUCID

As you can see, I have finally decided as what to use the above scale as the measurement of my lucidity. I won't be changing this anytime soon. Also, I will only post in this DJ for ToTM & ToTY dreams (as this one is). I already maintain a dream journal in the student workbooks, I don't feel it necessary to copy between my memory, my physical DJ, my DVDJ, and my SWDJ. I will use my Student Workbook as my primary online dream journal until the Shared Dreaming class is over.

I was at school, walking around the quad. People started to form a crowd behind me, and I wasn't sure why at the moment. Soon, half of the people I knew were with my inside the shaded cafeteria. It was around 8:00, a fog was blowing away, and the air was crisp and tense. Soon afterward, another group of people stepped in front of us. They were leaded by one of my nerdy friends, B. He looked ready to hurt something. My team was in kinda light clothes, while his were wearing dark clothes. I yelled "GO!" and a member of my team charged at a member of the other team in a race around some coned track. My 'team' was losing. I thought 'I know I have to have a short IM with someone, but why?' Whatever. (This was for ToTM but I forgot about it until later before I woke up) I got on the computer, entered a school chatroom, and everyone was discussing the race. I typed in "Crap! We're losing!!!!" I looked at the screen for a while then closed the laptop. I noticed one of my teammates was sleeping. I shook him and said "Get up! You're next! We're gonna LOSE!" He mumbled and got up.
[Dream Skip - Next Day]
All I remember is that I sat down with a few friends to discuss the race. The dream started to fade out, and I woke up.

Hello :/ Yesterday, I had such an unrealistic dream, that I ask myself why I didn't see that it was an dream

Well the dream starts very logical: I'm walking through a forest. Everything is so peaceful and quite. A few birds are twittering and all this stuff.
But suddenly, out of nowhere, I have a bag with a football (soccer) a towel and stuff to take a sunbath on the beach. In one hand I have an parasol, in the other hand a surfboard. Apparently I'm going to sunbath on a beach... My parents and my brother show up, we all are going together on the beach. I'm wondering why we go through a forest, when we go to the sea? I try to remember how I got there. I'm wondering why I'm not so exhausted, when we just arrived on the beach? (for information, we go to France in our holidays and we have to drive 10 hours or so in the car). I want to develop my thoughts but something unexpected happens.
Suddenly a bird sh*ts on me! It's disgusting! But it just wasn't one bird, but ten birds were making it! I have the feeling that I'm sort of target. I try to avoid the sh*t but I fail every time! Finally I'm out of this f***ing forest. (I don't want to describe the feeling of having bird-poop running down my shoulders an my neck) In front of us is the sea, but it's so different from reality: it reminds me of the lac I used to go swimming this summer). In Addition, there were everywhere seaweed. A woman was swimming in it and it looked really disgusting. I just couldn't stop thinking of all these disgusting things and didn't realize that it's a dream.
The scenario changes. I'm wearing the same clothes as previously, the poop hasn't gone. But now I'm in a sort of garage. An old man is working on a car. It turns out that's my grand-uncle from Illinois, although he doesn't look like him. He speaks but I don't understand what he's saying. I have the feeling that I have to help to repair his car. He wants to know, what happened to me, that my t-shirt is so smelly and disgusting. I explain to him the episode with the birds. He believes me and he want to take a close look on my T-shirt. I take it off an suddenly I'm standing in a white room. It's a consultation room and a doctor is there. He says: Yes, there's no doubt it's bird-shit!
He gives me a ticket and I open the door to leave. I'm suddenly at a train station. My brother is there and he he's smoking a cigarette (by the way, he's 11). My parents show up and shout at him, because he's smoking. "It's unacceptable!" says my dad. He puts it out and they leave.
I'm alone now, I'm really nervous, look if my parents aren't there and I take a cigarette-box out of my pocket and take a cigarette. (as non-smoker) I think: " Yeah he's to little to smoke, but I'm the master of my own decision" (very ironic). I put it in my mouth but I have no lighter. I want to ask someone for a light, but there's no smoker. I suddenly realize that I've got some matches in my pocket. I take them out and it turns out that they are matches to put the BBQ on. I wonder how I have to use it. I find in my pockets some kind of chewing-gum, that burns by friction I manage to light the match, without burning my-self. But I don't manage to light it. So I put the match out and throw it on the rails and put the cigarette out of my mouth. It has transformed into a cokkie (aha sure) and I eat it.
I walk down the station and meet a friend. He takes my ticket and we arrive in a room, where a lot of seats are. It's some kind of plane, the people who are there are excited to take off. I sit down next to another friend, who gives me popcorn.

I awake HOLY CRAP! WHY didn't I realize that this was a dream? ARRRRRRRRRR

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in English class with ten or eleven other students. The classroom was a fat rectangle shape, with off-white walls and solid light cream flooring that was slightly shiny. At the front of the room, in front of one of the shorter walls, was our teacher. In front of him, our desks were arranged in rows like in a normal classroom, but these desks were longer with a light wooden surface, and they could seat three people each instead of just one. I was sitting in the second or third desk from the front, on the left side of the classroom. The teacher (he was my real English teacher this year) held up a thin stack of essays. Our essays were marked, and he would be handing them back.

He called out some names, which I can't remember, and handed out two papers before coming to me. He put it upside-down on the desk and looked solemnly at me. My essay was three or four pages long; when I peeled it off the desk and looked at my mark, I was immediately upset. Up on the top right hand corner, my mark read 7/25 in dark red pen. I put my paper down and looked around the room; people were smiling and talking to each other about their marks.

When I turned around to face the teacher, he had all the essays again, and mine was gone off my desk. He held up the papers again, in front of himself this time with both hands, and mine was on the front with the same mark in the corner. I slunk down into my chair a bit, embarrassed.

I was dreaming about something... I don't know. Something random. My ex-in-laws were there, and boy are they downers. I was inside a house, it wasn't theirs, or maybe it was but it wasn't a place I'd ever experienced in my waking or dreaming life before, when all of a sudden I was lucid.

"I'm lucid... oh my -- ...I'm lucid!! ...I have full control... ok, ok... ok... let's try to jump..."

So I jumped from the kitchen, and I floated in a straight line until I hit the wall. It wasn't graceful or cool, like an astronaut or a swimmer, it was like playing an internet video game where the internet suddenly cuts off. The other people in my dream disappeared. The landscape outside the windows was gone - in fact, everything outside the windows was completely black. There was quite literally nothing outside of the house. And I was having to learn to fly all over again.

Pointless! I was quite upset... I finally accomplished something I'd been wanting for so long, only to find that my control was so complete that my own existence was the only thing. Maybe next time I'll try to say something a little more ominous, like "Let there be light."

((I had a hard time sleeping and I got woken up early. The two dreams are from the morning))
I dreamed that I was watching a scene as if I were playing a strategy game. I ended up realizing that it was a dream and I wanted to take an active role in the dream so I tried to move into it but it made me wake up.

When I fell asleep again I dreamed was in a house. At first I just went along with the dreams plot, which I can’t remember, but then I realized it was a dream. The first thing I thought about doing was sprouting my brown feathered wings that I had had in a different dream before but the dream was too unstable so I instead became weak. I stumbled outside after that and eventually woke up.

So I had to get acupuncture done for some reason, and I had to use the bathroom in the middle of it. They had only gotten my face done at that point. I went to the bathroom and heard a bunch of girls storm in. I overheard that they figured out how to shake the bathroom like an earthquake by flushing one of the broken toilets. They flushed the toilet, and people were slammed to one wall or another. I fell onto a wall in the stall, and the needles on my face went IN. OMG. The stupid girls finally left and I walked out of the stall and saw another girl where the same thing had happened to her. The acupuncture officials rushed in to help us, but I didn't want any help pulling the needles out of my skull. It felt really weird pulling the needles out...

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This was one of those really annoying lucid dreams.

I was outside my grandfather's house, all the way out in British Columbia. There wasn't really a front yard, just a bunch of smooth pavement and then a wall of round stones that was a few feet tall; it circled all the way around the house. Behind the wall were average trees that people would have in their front yard. I didn't look behind me to see the house itself, but from the setting I knew I was there.

The problem with this dream was that my left eye was fully open but my right eye was half shut, and the remaining vision in it was cloudy and dark. I tried to pry my eyelid open with my hands but it didn't work; I was basically grasping thin air, as if I was translucent. When I did manage to feel my eye, it was smooth and felt almost like an egg, which freaked me out.

I then became lucid, and frustrated at the same time, because I knew from previous dreams that I wouldn't be able to fix my eyesight. That was bad to think about, and I realized that, but it was so annoying at the moment. "Eff my eyesight!" I shouted. "Dream, fix my eyesight for me," I commanded into the air, and then waited for something to happen.

Nothing.

Not only was I lacking control, but I had to wander around the dream without being able to do anything.

15.07.2010

School Dreamin (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is mostly in fragments, but I am starting to realize some of the stuff that happened.

I find myself in a classroom, which appears to be like my 5th grade homeroom... or maybe it was my 9th grade homeroom?

I recieved a two page packet in that class, and it was very difficult. Each page was front and back. The first page had random hand symbols with letters underneath each one. For example, the closed hand was nm... or was it mne. Anyway, I read the first page clearly, and I even thought to myself, is this a dream? I was so busy working on the packet, I didn't realize it was a dream!

In one part of my dreams tonight I was running inside. I was doing some parkour which I don't think I would be able to do IWL. I ran it several times. Then I noticed I didn't get that exhausted and a voice in my head continued the thought with "because it's a dream." and it took me a second to realize it. I ran in the first part of the course. It was a long corridor. Because I knew it was a dream I started running as fast as I could and faster than that. I forgot to stabilize :/ I think I stopped and tried to create energy balls in my right hand. I closed it and opened it. I closed my eyes and opened them but then I was in my bed. I don't know if it was a FA and I fell asleep again.

I find it interesting that my dream control is so much better when I'm not lucid. For now.

I was at home sitting on the couch in my living room. I was drawing up something for my school project. Concept art. I didn't like how it was turning out at all. I decided to take a break. On a hunch I did a RC… and found out I was dreaming! Awesome, a spontaneous RC leading to lucidity!

Now that I was lucid, I decided to do something with the dream. I went out on the front porch and jumped off, flying for a short distance before landing, I took off again and flew some more. I was trying to think where I wanted to go. I would just let my subconscious guide me to where I need to be. I tried to open a portal… nothing. I did an additional RC to be sure I was dreaming. I was. Hmmm… maybe I did need a destination. I wondered where I could go. I thought I would drop in on MoSh. We didn't have anything planned, but I could still drop in. I tried again to open a portal. Nothing. Damn… this was getting annoying… I landed on the ground to think for a few minutes. I found myself confirming that I was in a dream state by pinching my nose and breathing. Still dreaming, still lucid… So what was going on?! I decided to go to the moon. I focused on opening a portal to the biodome. I focused as much as I could… nothing. Wow… this could really suck.

I went back into the house to think a bit. I did another RC just to be sure I really was in the dream state… and I found out I was definitely dreaming. So why couldn't I open a portal? I could fly… I got another idea. I went to a closed door to my bedroom. I stood there beside the door and visualized it as leading to the biocome, picturing the green trees and grass around the koi pond. When I got the vision as clear as I could I opened the door… fail. All I saw on the other side of the door was my own messy room. Crap!

I went back outside as I tried to think of what else to try. I wondered if this could be another Templar trick… the Templars had nullified my powers again somehow… did that mean they were lurking in the area with some horrible torture all prepared for me? I looked around quickly but I didn't see anyone. I was alone in the desert. I pushed thoughts of the Templars out of my mind. Getting paranoid would do no good. I looked into the sky and I saw the moon up there.

Ok… so I would just fly to the moon. That seems like the hard way to get there, but if it was the only way I'd make it, I would definitely try.

I took off flying again. I flew towards the moon, straight up… but I couldn't really get anywhere… I could hover and fly a bit, but I couldn't get very far off of the ground. Wtf? Damn! This was so frustrating! I kept trying to fly until the frustration of it all finally woke me up.

Black = AwakeBlue = LucidRed = Dream

Location: My friends car in my home town

I was in my friend Jake's car sitting in the back seat. My other friend was sitting in the passenger side seat writing in a journal. I look over and notice he's is writing about lucid dreaming! I told him, "Hey, you in to lucid dreaming now?" He replied, "Not really. Just writing a dream i had where i could control stuff."
"Oh, okay" i replied, a little disappointed. The part that was fail was, I didn't become lucid. I was so angry with myself when i woke up, and more annoyed when it was the only dream i could remember from that night.

Another WBTB morning, my memories of my dreams before I woke up for the WBTB are not good.

I remember that I was inside my house, on the computer and I was on DV chat, and I went on youtube, and I saw a video where someone had made their own song, and it sounded a lot like a song I had started to make myself in real life. I got really angry at the guy for stealing it, I made a big fuss about it, I got off my laptop, I went downstairs, and I can't remember when I did then, but I then remember taking out the trash and then going on the downstairs computer and onto DV chat for like a few seconds, then I went back up stairs to my laptop and onto DV chat.

I'm thinking that DV chat (or just computer in general) is a dream sign for sure.

I will edit this post after my WILD attempt, later on in the morning.

EDIT: I can't remember my dreams now. I was able to remember them earlier, but I never wrote them down. I know that my WILD attempt failed though. I could not get comfortable enough, so I just gave up and went to sleep.

I went up to my school bus as usual, I got up to the door of the bus, and the bus driver said "doctor's note?", I was confused as to why he wanted one, I asked him "don't you mean bus pass?", and he told me "no no, doctor's note, or you ain't getting on the bus".

So I shouted at him "YOU FUCKER" and started walking to school, I started to walk faster, then I ended up running.
I only remember about an 8th of the journey to school, the next thing I remember is me actually at school.
Then there was some kind of talent contest going on, there was this kid playing the guitar for it, and he played a bit, and everyone said he sucked. Then Slash (not me, the actual guitarist) came on stage out of nowhere and helped him, then the kid really fucking rocked. Then Slash started crying "he's way better than me, I'm finished!!"

Then I went home and I saved some kid's life from a falling tree or something. The parents rewarded me with something which was in 3 long boxes. I never even opened the boxes. Then the next thing I remember was being with the kid and his parents and brother in this cafe type place. All of us got a Yorkie bar, and I got a can of Irn Bru.

The next thing I can remember (I think this is into another dream) was being in this weird castle type place. I was with a bunch of other people and we were being chased by something/someone and I found a sniper rifle on the way, but once that thing/person got closer, I took the scope off to make it easier to aim. (this part was kind of like a video game, every time we died, we came back to life again to try again) I finally killed it/him/her and then I remember we walked away and that's all I remember.




Then I had done WBTB, I went on DV chat for about 45 minutes. I then tried to WILD, I lay there without moving any limbs, but I just couldn't keep my eyes still, I tried concentrating on my eyes to keep them still, that gave me a headache, so I remembered that you are supposed to think about something else and it will relax itself. But, my headache was just so bad, I couldn't be bothered with the WILD attempt any more. So, I turned on my side and went to sleep.

I don't remember much of these dreams right now, but I can remember going on my computer and writing in my dream journal here on DV, I remember typing in the title of the post, and I saw the auto-complete thing come up when I started typing, and I noticed the subtlest of things, I saw "october" (without a capital "O"), I thought to myself "I have always put capital "O", I was confused, but before I had a chance to consider whether it was a dream or not; I woke up, I never moved kept my eyes still, I didn't have DEILD in mind, but I landed in a dream and I was thinking to myself "wait a minute, I wasn't here a minute ago, oh yea, I'm dreaming now.

AND BAM!!!
I woke up. And here I am typing out this DJ post.
I could not be bothered trying to DEILD again, because I just kind of felt like it was getting late.


On a side note, I remember in one of my dreams, I was trying to get to the moon. But I don't think I made it there. I had Nomad's black tower thing in mind. But I think I ended up not going. And I could swear I was even lucid at that point too, but, my recall of that dream was so terrible, I just don't know if it was or not, so I won't count it as lucid.

This morning I woke up and went to sleep tons of times, my head was full of part memories of dreams. I have forgotten most of them now. This is one that I just remembered there.

I woke up in my dream (FA), I turned on my laptop as usual, Just as I was about to open Google Chrome, I noticed my Desktop Background had changed. I noticed it had went back to my old background. I just accepted that it had changed, I knew that my old OS used to change my background to black all the time, because it was messed up back then.

But, that isn't the worst part of it. My Desktop background is this:

Spoiler for My Desktop:

I knew that was the desktop I should have had, I actually remembered the words "Reality Check" from that picture. I had those very words in my head, wondering why they weren't there.
And in real life I would usually do a RC when I see or think about that background. But I never did one.



This was probably my biggest FA fail I have had.

But, I have been having a lot of FAs recently, and all of them have included me going on my computer, and usually onto DV, and usually into chat.

So, I will now prepare myself for that.