In my first dream last night, I was playing a Zelda game on the Wii. I don't know what game it was; it wasn't one that actually exists. When I say "playing", I mean I was watching the game from a third-person point of view (so my entire field of vision was what was displayed on the screen), but I was still aware that I was using a Wii remote (this is similar to how I usually play video games in dreams, except I'm not usually aware of the controller). Anyway, I remember Link being able to shrink down (and return to normal size) at will, like in Minish Cap, except he could do it anywhere. I (remember, I'm playing the game and, therefore, controlling Link) used that to get into this building where I was in this room full of people. Suddenly, I was actually in the game myself! And, no, I wasn't Link (I have no idea what happened to him); I was myself. I had to play Epona's Song on the ocarina for some reason. Strangely, though this seemed normal at the time, instead of covering the holes and blowing into the ocarina, I had to press buttons to play the notes. For some reason, I kept trying to play the notes for Saria's Song (though I thought I was trying to play Epona's Song), but I kept messing up. This man approached me and I told him that I couldn't seem to get the notes right. We ended up talking about Legend of Zelda for a little while (he was a Zelda fan, too), and I forgot about the ocarina entirely. Soon, I saw my parents arrive, so I said goodbye and told him I enjoyed talking with him, then I left with my parents. Next thing I knew, we were driving through the village where I live (well, I actually live in a town just outside of the village itself, but I used to live in the village). The man was in the car with us, which was unexpected, since I'd said goodbye to him and left. Anyway, we were driving along South Main Street, going past the power substation, with the bridge just up ahead. It didn't occur to me in the dream, but my mom may have been driving us to our old house (where I lived until I was seven), as that was literally just a few houses away. The dream ended before we got close enough to see our house, though. (Note: I'm sure that bridge will forever remain in my memory, along with the "beep beep" of reversing trailer trucks. You see, the bridge could be seen from my old house. Even though there was a warning sign stating the height limit, many truck drivers would ignore the sign and try to drive under the bridge anyway... which usually resulted in them subsequently getting stuck under it. This, of course, was followed by the high-pitched beeping as they reversed out to take a detour. I lived in that house until I was seven (or eight, maybe; I can't remember exactly), and I have seen many trucks get stuck under that bridge.) I woke up after that and decided to try DEILD. I quickly felt myself being pulled into another dream. Unfortunately, even though I know I'm not supposed to move during DEILD, my half-asleep brain decided it would be perfectly okay to roll over as long as I didn't get up. That completely ruined my DEILD attempt. I quickly went back to sleep anyway and had another non-lucid dream. In this dream, I was with my friend Lizz. We were in her backyard, but it didn't look like her backyard - or anywhere I'd recognize, for that matter - in real life. So there we were, as well as three little girls, around seven or eight years old. I can't remember who the girls were, but I have a feeling the group may have included her little sister and/or some of the girls around that age at my church. Anyway, we were in "teams" (i.e., Lizz and I vs. the other girls), and each time had a "fort". Our fort was "defensive", as it was a shed with a wire fence around it. The girls' fort was "fun", as it was a colourful playground set with a treehouse (i.e., a swingset and slide with an attached treehouse). I'm guessing the "forts" were for some kind of game, though the dream skipped ahead to the next morning before anything much really happened. I'd apparently spent the night at her house, since I was still there the next morning. We went to the dining room (again, it looked different than it does IRL) for breakfast. She started asking me what I thought about some video game that she'd assumed I'd played (I forgot the name of it, though). When I told her I hadn't played it, she decided to show it to me. I guess the dream ended before she had a chance to show me, since the next thing I remember is from the next dream. I was playing the "drums", though it actually looked like a keyboard (a piano keyboard, not a computer keyboard), not a drum kit. For some reason, the drumsticks I was using were short and made of black plastic. I think the "drums" may have actually been a keyboard, as I had to set it to 101 (first percussion setting on a MIDI keyboard) to get the right sounds. The next thing I knew, I was at home, and my parents were there. I put the drumsticks down on the table. It turned out I was supposed to have three more (I only had two), so I had to go outside to find the rest. Instead of just three, I ended up finding a lot more and setting them all down on the table.
NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID · I am hanging from the high ceiling beams of a large, abandoned building, a heavy camera in the right pocket of my bulky jacket. I am trying to save vital footage, but the large, spindly spiders under me clamber on top of each other to reach me. I, in exhaustion, let go and and consumed into the masses of spiders below. I feel spindly legs all over me and think that I am about to die, when I realise that I'm not going to give up without a fight. I jump up and kick off my attackers as I wade and run over to the lady on the other side of the room. Suddenly one side of the large room is open, and the sea tide comes into the building. Under the moonlit, dark sky, the spiders wash away as I see a man with an odd oval, spherical and opaque golden yellow head rushing in and out with the tide. I join the creature in the water, feeling the gentle ebb of the waves and I am almost pulled in. --- I go to another room where there is a Mcdonalds. I buy two single fries after I borrow a 3 pound worth Mastercard. I meet Naruto, less anime and more realistically, and we talk. Suddenly, as I sit at a table an old, wise couple walk up to me and ask me if I am dreaming. I attempt to push my hand through a wall, but fail so I deny the thought. --- Cathy is performing a song to the old couple on a Songbird ocarina. It looks odd, with odd fingerings and no sound comes out. It looks beautiful however, an angelic ceramic white. I try to play 'everybody wants to be a cat' from Aristocats, but fail. Adina plays my plastic STL ocarina for the couple as I attempt to play Greensleeves on Cathy's.
This is the dream that made me interested in dreaming, and lucid dreaming. I am biking home from school. Someone had broken my Plastic ocarina that I'd brought in, and it is crumbling to pieces like foil. Whilst biking, I see Ronan Parke, except he doesn't look like Ronan Parke. He has short, brown, weedy hair and I only catch a glimpse of him standing in an archway of a medieval castle-like building with lots of doors and arches. I walk into the building and open a door. All of a sudden there are several over people with me, yet I can't remember their faces. A massive, spiky cartoon lion head bursts out and tries to grab me. The others fight him off whilst I slam the door. Looks like this, but with a lot more spikes, colours and ferociousness. I move on to another door, and I am on the sidelines of a film set, even though we were standing around a medieval courtyard. I am watching the filming of Link visiting a fairy house. I get bored, so I grab a security camera and try to break it, or push it away. Some people become annoyed at me because I was blocking the camera. I am watching a premier Inn advert, with Lenny Henry in it. End.
I was in a desert. Very dry, sandy. I had a gun in my hand and a couple of Ocarina of Time characters were next to me. They were also holding guns. We came to a hill and tented right there. Then a hoard OF ZOMBIES APPEARED!!! Everyone shot at them and we ran back home I was at my house in my parents' room. My dad said he could play guitar and said he'd show me how to play sometime. But he never did At this doing i became semi-lucid In a forest, I saw one penguin in a cage and three baby penguins holding on to the cage. The father said, "Run run!" And so they did. They came upon a glass with people inside it and screamed, "Help help!" But no one came. They ran into a room with shelves and found a turtle. They picked it up and ran into another room. Here they found a TALKING turtle. They switched the turtles, making them handle the talking one. The forest turned into my house and one of the penguins turned into me. Whore-ay. And I took care of the turtle and we went to some castle themed amusement park The end.
This dream was enormous, I'm so annoyed I only remember parts of it! I wish these dreams would piece together, I'm sure my subconcious is working on SOMETHING. The dream was based around trying to find people who were extremely skilled at dreaming. I remember being at a pool table with an older man, Rob, from my hockey team. I recognise the room now, but I'm not sure from where. He had what appeared to be some sort of coral or a clam, which was the shape of an ocarina. It bit down on the pool cue, and he pushed on it and broke it, and this surprised me, it somehow showed he had great skill I clearly remember being in a restaurant, with one of my closer friends. We were definitely seeking training from something powerful, but I don't remember any details. I didn't see Jeremy or Brooke either, who I was planning on having a shared dream with. The dream ended at night, when one of the people I go to school with, Dylan was going to through out a tennis ball he had found, which was covered in some sort of chemical which made it glow. He ended up throwing it into a pond, and the glow spread. Throughout the dream I believe I was trying to wake up, but I just didn't quite get far enough. If I had RC'd at any point I would have had a clear and vivid lucid.
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