non-lucid

My sister Ashley was driving me to my dad's house. When we parked in front of the garage she pulled out some double-stuf oreos from her purse and we ate them. I talked to her about my horrible middle school past. In particular, I told her about a time when I came and sat at my desk in one of my classes: (There were a group of snotty "popular" girls standing next to me. One of them told the others "Let's get away from that boy who talks like a girl!" and they all followed her away from me. - I was a late starter in puberty and my voice took longer to change than most of the other guys) After that, she told me how the friends she has all loved me and that "people who hang out in bookstores are the type who would make great friends for me." Then my dad pulled up in his truck and we got out of her car.

I was watching TV with Ray. There was a documentary about Hitler and the Holocaust showing on the History Channel. I turned to Ray and said "Isn't it odd that Hitler was able to do all of these bad things without a lot of protest from the German people?" He just nodded. I watched the screen and it was playing a scene from that time - silent and black and white. There were Nazi soldiers shooting at civilians who were walking by. A man fell down and at first I thought he was shot - but really he was sprayed in the face with some kind of molten metal. It spread from his forehead over his right eye and I could really sense the pain he was feeling.

I was in a police station/jail. I remember there was a black guy that had blonde dreads who kept staring at me and I thought it was odd. I was with a black family who had a little girl who was probably 2. One of the police officers was talking about some of the inmates that were pulling up. As they were walking into the building the little girl (I think her name was Ruby, it was something similar to that) She ran away and out into the main part of the prison. She saw something she wanted or someone she wanted to play with, I forgot what it was. Her parents and everyone started chasing after her. The prison kind of transformed into something else. Like a mall or something. There was chaos everywhere, people running and screaming like something bad was happening (although I don't really remember what that was). I felt connected to that little girl for some reason, as if she were my sister. So I was running everywhere screaming her name. Some kid came up next to me and asked who I was looking for. I told him and he said he saw her and pointed me in the right direction. I ended up coming out of the building into a wide expansive hilly field. There were still people running around crazily. Then I noticed some weird doglike creatures walking around in the distance. They were about the size of cows and had elongated necks and bodies. That was my trigger to become lucid.

That was too strange for me. Although I knew I was dreaming, I decided to keep going with the plot of the dream because I wasn't really prepared to do anything else. I saw a girl on a horse riding toward me. I jumped on and said, “Alright, lets go find this girl.”As soon as I did the dream faded away. I kept rubbing my hands and chest and body, trying to hold onto any tactile stimulation from the dream. Then a new dream scene appeared. I was in a driveway of a home. I walked through a small corrider (between the garage and the house) and came to a large lake in the backyard with a dock. It was in the evening and the sun was setting. Very picture perfect of the kind of place I would love to live. I leaned against the wall just looking out at the water. I could see a small boat way out in the distance. I felt very relaxed and content. I marveled a little at the clarity of the dream. Then it faded and I woke up.

Lucid Non-Lucid Thoughts


I was on a cliff overlooking a waterfall with two other guys. I did not recognize them but they were my friends. There were lots of people below swimming in the water. The water was really clean, almost like pool water. One of the guys that was up there with me decided he was going to jump from the cliff into the deep end. But there were a lot of rocks on the way and I was worried he wouldn't make it. The other person there dared him to, so he jumped. Right before he was going to hit the water he landed on a large rock and face planted into the side. He kind of dragged along the rock and seemed to pass out. I was really upset, thinking that he might have died. But as soon as I though that he looked up smiling and said he was alright. He then stood up and jumped away from the rocks. I remember right after that happened a man in a suit started yelling at us saying that we weren't allowed to jump from the waterfall and to get down. I turned around to come down the slope and accidentally slipped and started falling right toward the rocks so I tried to "slide" down grabbing on to anything I could on the sides to help break my fall. It worked, and I landed on a ledge safely, but I was still in trouble because I was still fairly high up and there were still a lot of hard rocks right below me. For some reason there was a ladder to my left hanging loosely on a nail or something. I hopped onto it and started swinging it outwards. Somehow I was able to swing out far enough to where I could jump out of the ladder into a safe area. As soon as I was in the water I was pushed downstream of the river and the two guys I was with followed me. I asked one of them why it took me downstream so fast. He just replied that there was a strong current today. I remember he kept trying to tickle me from behind. The river changed from being natural to being kind of artificial and man made. I remember there were tiled walls on either side of me. The water also began to get very dirty and gross. I put my feet down and touched the floor. It was very slimy. I told the two guys with me to be careful and not touch the bottom because it was disgusting. Then I woke up.

I was not lucid at all in this dream. I've been focusing on school and work so much I haven't had time to concentrate on my lucid dreaming. I'm trying to start it back up though, and it all starts with dream recall. I feel that even when recalling non-lucid dreams I get a strange satisfaction. I don't really know how to describe it.