Hypersniper's Hyper Awesome Dream Journal

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Well, I'm just getting into this whole lucid dream thing, so hopefully this journal will help me get started. I've had lucid dreams before, but I didn't set out to have them. A few nights ago I deliberately tried to have one, and it worked. This was it:

I appeared at school, in the locker hallway, I kind of knew it was a dream because I didn't know how I got there. Some guy was bothering me, he never had the same appearance whenever I looked at him (I.E. At one glance he was white, and in another he was black). He kept pushing me and saying annoying things, so I decided to teach this guy a lesson, because after all this is a dream. I grabbed him by the arm, and threw him across the hallway, and he slammed into the wall. Then he got up and we started fighting, (I could desciribe this blow by blow, but then this could get quite long) and I was winning of course because this was MY dream. Well, I lost my lucidity and got scared when the administrators and the SRO were going to come get me, and I woke up at like 2 A.M.


I really liked being in control, if it was only for a little bit.



My dreams as of late have been fragmented and I remember nothing more than imagery.

3 nights ago I dreamed I was driving around in my truck at night, and my gas gauge read empty. Mostly because that previous week (In real Life) I had been driving around and the gas gauge was nearing empty.

2 nights ago, I had a dream that opened the CD cases that were laying on the desk next to my bed, and the CDs inside were broken. I was defiantly not happy about that, but I knew that I had all the songs on my mp3 player and computer, so I wasn't too upset.




I'll try setting my alarm for 3 A.M. be active for a bit, and then go back to sleep tonight. I read somewhere that that is suppose to help with lucid dreaming.

Last night was successful, not for lucid dreaming, but for remembering my dreams. I've always had problems with that, but it's not so hard if you try.

I had 3 dreams.

Dream 1:
I dreamed about eating out at a restaurant with my family. I saw a friend there, but he was waiting for some other people to show up, I said hey and my family and I sat down at a table. It wasn't clear what the restaurant served, but I ordered all you could eat nachos, where the waiter would keep bringing me nachos after I finished the little basket. I don't know what my main course was, possibly chicken with green beans. I had water to drink. The waiter was a cute little Asian girl, and she got mad at me when I took my glass and rested it on my knee under the table.
I can understand me not realizing this was lucid, because it was fairly realistic, except for my personal behavior, everything seemed well with reality.

Then my alarm went off at 2:45 and I wrote that down, and went back to sleep.

THIS is the cool one:
Dream 2:
This time, I was going to go and steal one of the SRO cars at school. I was wearing an SRO uniform that I had apparently stolen. I sneaked through a parking lot that was similar to one at school, but it was much farther away from the main buildings. There were some administrators standing around, and I avoided all of them until I got to the car, which I took out the key, got in and started the car. They started running at me, so I floored it and skidded out of the parking lot.

The car handled really well, I wheeled around turns and got out on the open road and slammed the accelerator to the floor. It suddenly became night, and I turned on my lights. I got out on a highway that doesn't exist in my town, the kind with lots of ramps and bridges way up in the air. The cops were after me now, I could hear their sirens and flashing lights coming over the hill. One came up behind me, and I rammed him from the side. The cops stayed behind me for a while, but then there was a roadblock. Several police cars were blocking the road, I rammed one and it went tumbling off the side of the bridge, however my car was battered up too and the hood didn't allow me to see my right side. Soon there was a line of spike strips that I could not avoid. It was too late the throw on the brakes, so I slammed the accelerator and jumped out of the car, and rolled down the highway. (Unhurt! Wow, I wonder why I didn't realize it was a lucid dream now?) The car slammed across the spike strips. and plowed into the police cars off to the side. Some more police cars were showing up, so I jumped off the road onto a ramp, and then jumped off this ramp onto the ground. (I must be in the Matrix, or a cyborg, or anime or something) Police cars with their sirens and lights were all around me, on different roads, but they never noticed me walking down the street.
That was a fun dream. I love dreams like that.

Dream 3 (Really Lame):
I dreamed I was in a Mall. I walked into a bathroom, there were tons of urinals, and I relieved myself at one. There were some girls in there too, but they were just passing through, the girls bathroom was at the other end of the room, passed the urinals. They made some comments about it, one of them was about one of the guys not washing his hands after he used a urinal. They defiantly didn't like this configuration.

I also bought something in the mall, but I don't remember what it was, but I remember the price was $11.01.
I hate dreams like that.


I want more dreams like the one about me running from the cops! Those are cool.


I also think I'll started incorporating these reality checks into my daily life, so I'll remember to do them in my dreams, because a lot of my actions are similar to ones I would take in real life. Or actions I would like to take in video games or movies and the like.

I took a nap today around noon, just because I was tired.

(Read this for some action)
Dream 3:

The time was midday, (The time I went to bed) I was in my room studying for the SAT, and my brother was watching Outlaw Star down the hall, I told him to turn it down because it was too loud and I could not concentrate. Then a loud BANG, and I rush to the den to see what it was, and a Black Jeep was driving away in my backyard. My mom was confused and called the police. Then a bald man, who didn't look to bright, wearing black pants and red shirt started banging on the sliding glass door we have. I started freaking out, yelling at the top of my lungs "A GUYS COMING INSIDE! HE'S GETTING IN! RUN!"

My mom, dad, and brother all ran back to my mom's room, where in real life we have several guns stored in various places around the room. However, my dad handed me a Golden (or brass) .22 revolver (which we don't own in real life) to load for my mom, which I did then handed to her. My dad then gave me a .45 automatic (1911) and he held a .357 magnum. My brother had something too, but I don't remember what it was.

The man that broke in messed around in the kitchen a little, and but then two voices could be heard. "Is that the police?" My mom said. The voices weren't friendly, they were talking about taking stuff. Then they stopped messing around in the kitchen and Den and walked back towards us. My mom and Dad were standing in the middle of the room their revolvers trained on the door, and I had mine on the doorway too, but I was taking cover behind a desk. My brother was behind the bed with his revolver pointed at the hallway.

Then the door opened, a skinny man with a hat, brown hair, a beard, and carrying a small rifle, entered the room, he had his gun pointed straight at my Dad. With the guns still trained on each other they exchanged a few words, and then the phone rang. The man told my Dad to answer it, and he did.

"Hello?"
He said into the reciever.

Then with a pause, he said
"It's your mother."
To the bad guy, he then shot him in the head, which exploded and brains and blood splattered all over the hallway.

Then I got way to excited about this, and I woke up. Not only was that last line suprisingly awesome, but the fact someone just got shot with so much gore made me wake up. My dreams are too believable until the end where I realize I'm dreaming and then I wake up....

I've been having difficult remembering my dreams, but this time I managed to.

Dream 1:

Some of my friends came over to play Guitar Hero at my house, but I never got to play. Also, the house was messy, and I got real embarrassed, and I tried to get them to go into an organized room, but they insisted on staying in the disorganized one with stuff all over the floor.

Dream 2:

I dreamed that I was at a school similar to mine, only my classes were different and I had to walk across the street past some businesses in downtown (where my school is located in Real Life) to get to the parking lot where I parked my truck.

I got there, and started driving, and immediately slammed into 2 parked pickup trucks. I became very fearful, but then I realized I was in a dream. This would have never happened in real life. I started driving around, but then the dream world started fading.

I woke up because someone turned some lights.

Dream 3:

I dreamed I was sitting in one of my classes, only there were fewer people there, and all of my friends were absent. Then all of the sudden the person who sits behind me becomes a zombie and lunges at the girl next to him, and bites her neck. Lots of blood comes out of the wound (as a neck wound should). I rip off a bar from a desk, (apparently I've got super human strength!) and I whaled on the dude who bit that girl, until he fell over and I crushed his head beneath my shoe. Now the girl was after me, and I stabbed the piece of desk I ripped off through her mouth, going upwards into her brain. She fell over, dead. A horde of zombies started shambling into the room, and they attacked several of students.

I picked up a desk, and threw it at the horde. I sprinted through the knocked over zombies, and I grabbed the fire extinguisher out in the hall. I knocked over a zombie in the hall, and kicked open the door to the stairwell, and I ran down the stairs.

Then I woke up, my alarm was ringing.

Dream 1:
I dreamed that I started a board on the internet, which makes sense since I am in real life

Dream 2:
I dreamed that for some reason I decided to drive out to the beach. I had to park in some really inconvenient spot 500 yards from the beach, that was actually an automobile repair place. So I had to walk by all the business and other buildings to get to the beach. Then it was a typical beach scene, hot girls in bikinis, people fishing off a bridge, normal things. Then I walked back to my car, but I took a slightly different route.

Then.....

I needed to meet one of my friends because they owed me some money (This particular one really does in Real Life). So I drove over to the Community College, because that was apparently where he was at. I saw a red car, which in the dream was his (In real life, it is not). I ran over there and decided to be funny/scare them and I threw myself zombie style at the wind shield. Inside were two of my other friends, and the one who was driving pushed the gas pedal lightly and I jumped off, and ran inside where the guy who owed me money was. We talked a little bit about something, I can't remember what. He gave me my money and I left.

Dream 1:
I was walking down the beach with this one girl I know. She was in a Bikini, and I was in a swimsuit. We were both laying on towels, talking about totally random things. Then we got up and walked into a beach house, and ate some ice cream.

Dream 2:
I was at my old middle school, and I was eatting lunch in the cafeteria.
I don't really remember anything else.

*woke up, wrote these down*

Dream 3:
I was in my Church's sanctuary. But everything was turned over, and pews were up against doors, the stained glass windows were broken in places, and instead of being warm colors everything was a blue tint. I had on a tactical vest, a backpack, and I was carrying an AK-47. I walked out of the Sanctuary, down the hallway. People were sleeping in the Sunday School Classrooms, and I walked inside one. There were some wounded people inside, with bloody bandages, who were moaning or sleeping. A man in a brown suit was tending to them. He turned to me and said:

"These people need medicine. We need to make our way to the hospital and get some and we need you to come with us."

I said okay, and I walked outside. It was around 2 o'clock. There was trash everyone outside, and there was considerable damage to the exterior of the church building. The trees were dead and many had fallen over, the buildings that were near the church exhibited a similar post apocalyptic scene.

I walked over to a white van. It was one of those rather large vans, the kind that hold like 16 people. There was a group of people waiting outside, around 6, all carrying guns rifles. The doors opened, I climbed in and sat in the back.

The Van started up, and we drove down the road towards the hospital. Burned, and flipped over cars, pieces of metal, papers, all littered the streets. There was a body in a parking lot we passed, and some thin monsters were eating it. As we drove down the road, these monsters scampered across the street.

These monsters were thin, ran hunched over, and heads similar to birds, had claws for hands, and were a uniform black color.

We pulled up in front of the hospital and piled out. The "doctor" (the one tending to the wounded people) said to follow him. Some guys in front of me smashed in the automatic sliding door with their rifles, and we walked into the dark hospital. We walked down the sparsely lit hallway, up an almost pitch black stairwell. We walked onto the third floor, and while walking down this hallway, I looked peered inside a room. The body of a patient had been mauled in a hospital bed, blood was on the walls, and floor. We kept walking froward until we got to a room, where the doctor opened a door, put away his pistol, and took out a flashlight. He fumbled around in the storage room for a while.

Then I heard a noise. It was a scampering noise. It came from above, and I looked up. One of the monsters was on the ceiling. I quickly swung my rifle up and popped off a 3 round burst. The monster snarled and fell. Then they started pouring down the hallway. They scampered down on the floor, they crawled on the walls and ceiling. The group, including myself, started firing down the hallway, cutting down the advancing horde. The doctor emerged from the storage room carrying a bag. We ran back down the stairwell where we came. The monsters chasing us down the whole way. We got outside, got in the van, and drove back to the church.

...and that was the end.

I only had 1 dream tonight, but I recall it very well. Although I'm kicking myself because there were so many things wrong with reality in it....


Okay, I pulled up to school, only instead of me driving there my mom took me, and dropped me off on the east side. I got out, and saw a (very attractive) girl I knew, and I kept walking forward, until I got to the stairwell, one that I climb every morning to get to my first period class, which was upstairs.

I walked through the door, climb the stairs, then for some reason I find myself back on the ground. I thought that that was really strange, I'd always climbed the stairs and gone UP. Well, for some reason I had entered from the SECOND story and I had gone down to the FIRST story and I needed to get the THIRD story. (In real life my school only has two stories) There were some people standing at the top (some goth kids I knew from real life) and I thought they were think I was some kind of werido, but I walked up the stairs anyway. They didn't say anything to me.

So then I meet my Science teacher, who is talking with said attractive girl. Hmmmm I need to give this person a code name, because other girls are likely to pop up in later dreams. We'll call her girl B. Anyway, the science teacher is talking with her, in the stairwell, at at desk (the goth kids just disappeared I guess). They were discussing how hard the science class I'm in is (everyone does, it's probably the hardest class at school in RL) and they were talking about reviewing for the final exam. She had a stack of papers, and a workbook that she showed me, and made a few comments about that I can't remember. She also handed me a TI-83 Calculator that had a FULL COLOR MOVIE PLAYING ON IT. It wasn't like a gameboy color, it was like it was in MPEG format, comparable it was like a cellphone movie, only better quality. I was amazed, I didn't know you could put full motion video movies on your calculator (I REALLY SHOULD HAVE DONE AN RC)

Well, she handed Girl B a workbook, saying that it wasn't that hard. The problem she was working was a math problem, which wasn't that hard. It was just a bunch of exponents, powers raised to powers. She was having a lot of trouble with it and I said "I can do it, I'm in this class after all." I turned off the movie on the calculator, and put it back to it's normal calculating function. I put in the numbers, and my answer wasn't one of the choices, the choices didn't make sense anyway. The answers were things like a radical with nothing under it, a negative radical with nothing under it, two numbers in parentheses multiplied together, and a random number. Also, when I looked back at the problem once, it changed, but naturally, I thought that I had just not noticed that part of it.


I'm going to start doing Reality Checks in Real life now, so I can realize these things.

:yumdumdoodledum: :yumdumdoodledum: YAY A FULLY LUCID DREAM!!!!! :yumdumdoodledum: :yumdumdoodledum:


I had a completely lucid dream last night. I appeared outside on my driveway. I automatically realized that I was in a dream, so I decided to go to school, and see what kind of dream things I could do there. I automatically gave myself a bicycle, so I could get to school faster. I rode up the street, someone said "Hi" to me (A person that doesn't exist in reality). As a rode up the street, something started to happen. I could feel my physical body in real life, the tingling sensation in my feet that you get when you relax your body. I didn't want to the dream to end, I could see my imagery start to fade, and I spun my head around in my dream body, and that helped a little. I tried to get to school faster by making my bicycle fly over the houses, but as I rose into the air and was about to fly over the first house....


I was back in my bedroom, fully awake.


Oh yeah, and last night I dreamed that I was parked in a parking lot near a tennis court, and then some gangsters made me get out, and I walked away, then an old lady with a mutilated arm pointed a gun at me. I walked by her slowly with my hands in the air, and then walked away.


(It's hard to remember the details of that dream, it was so long ago....)

I had a strange dream, one where I went to a bookstore, met my old boyscout troop, and did street racing at my high school. Can't remember all the details.

I had another crazy dream like the one I had last night. I remember it a lot better because I just woke up...


It started off with me getting off a plane. All the signs were in Spanish, and so I assumed I was in Spain. I went out and got in a cab and went to a castle, where I walked in, and met a King. While I was talking to him, (I don't remember the conversation) I set down the backpack I was wearing. Then I left.

I got on a plane, and went somewhere else in Europe. I then went to a school classroom, and my History teacher was teaching. She asked everyone to get out their books, but then I remembered that I had left my backpack back at the castle in Spain. I got and told her that I didn't have my book, and so she told me to go get it, and wrote me 3 hall passes.

So I walked down the stairs and outside (the room was on the second floor of the building) and the building was in a location similar to where my church would be in real life. I even thought to myself in the dream "Hmmm, Europe doesn't look that much different from the United States..." Across the street is a Chevron gas station, so I wanted to go over there and get a map. There was a walking funeral procession going across the road, with a hearse driving next to them, so I used that cross. I recognized one of the people walking as someone from my church, but for some reason that did not strike as at all strange.

I walked over to the gas station; and I pushed a car out of the way. (LOL, this should have been a reality check by itself.) and walked inside, picked a map, payed for it, and walked out. My truck from RL appeared out in the parking lot, so I got inside of it. I read the map, and some how I knew that I was in France, but I looked in the index and couldn't find anything about castles. Despite the fact that I couldn't find anything about castles, I drove down the road anyway. Then I realized that driving to Spain is going to take a long time, so I drove to the airport instead, and got on a plane, walked in the castle, got my backpack, and teleported back to the classroom.

Then I had to take a test, but it wasn't at all about History. It was about musical artists, and the test gave you a song, and you had to write who it was by, what album it was off of, and what year it came out. I remember one the Questions being about a song by Metallica, but that's all I remember.


Then I woke up.

I had a dream where I was driving around in my neighborhood in my truck, and I Got in a wreck with a red truck. The other truck was damaged pretty badly, but mine wasn't that badly messed up. Then for some reason I let a drug dealer barrow my car. lol

I had another really crazy dream.


I started out at school, and it was lunch time, but everybody first had to get a their oil changed. The oil change place at school was where the trucks normally go to unload their things for the Cafeteria. Well, I got in my friend's car with my other friends, and we went off campus (but we weren't suppose to we were suppose to get our oil changed first :?). We drove around in a large city, one of course that doesn't exist where I live.

We stopped at a mall, and went over to the arcade. One of my crazier friends in RL got up on top of one of the machines a started tossing change to the floor. He picked some of it up, but left around 70 cents. I picked up the money and looked around at the machines. The one that interested me the most was a Silent Scope Machine.

It was a strange for a Silent Scope Machine, the Rifle wasn't propped up, it was held on by a long wire and you had to hold it while standing up. It also wasn't shaped at all the same. I put two quarters in and picked up the rifle and I was ready to play it.

It also didn't play the same, your character was down in the bottom, you could see his back has he pointed his rifle forward. I looked through the scope on the rifle and quickly picked off the first two terrorists. Then the wire got kind of tangled, but I got it untangled when the enemies disappeared for a minute.

I soon realized that you could also make your guy run by pointing the gun off screen in the direction you wanted your guy to run. So I made my gun run to the right, until I got to a boss.

The boss was pretty crazy, it was some kind of robot, that shot lots of small energy ball. It looked like something you would see in a top-down shooter game. The camera had tilted up a little bit, and some energy balls were going for my character's feet. I jumped, and the character jumped too. I also made him run around to dodge the energy balls, while periodically stopping to try and shoot this robot thing in the red eye it had on top of it.


Then I woke up.

:yumdumdoodledum: :yumdumdoodledum: ANOTHER LUCID DREAM YAY!!! :yumdumdoodledum: :yumdumdoodledum:

Well, I was driving my truck up the street. (Which I've learned is a dreamsign for me.) and I made a turn that would take me back to my house. Well, after I turned I wasn't going down the familiar road that would lead back home, I was on some kind of highway. Then I looked out at the speed limit. The speed limit said 300 mph, and then I knew I was in a dream. I started thinking of all the things I wanted to do in a dream, and I made my truck start flying. Then my dream started fading, and I tried shaking my head (I can't really spin around in a car, well I could, but I don't really think about spinning around in a car) but I still woke up.

Then another dream.


My other dream was some kind of mixed up crazy dream where we had a party at school, and I gave my freind some old TV recorded VHS tapes of Robotech, and then we watched them but it wasn't the same show at all.

There was a lot more to that dream, but I can't remember it.

Yeah..... I haven't been updating this lately. I've been under some stress and it's effected my dreaming habits, but I'll write down a few notable dreams just so I can remember them:

I dreamed that I had a super fast SUV, a Black Audi Q7, that I got up to 127 on the highway. 1 Random girl from school and 1 totally unreal girl road with me, and they commented on the metal I had playing but I can't remember what they said about it.

I had a totally lucid dream where I went into a Mall. I kind of just walked around....


I had a lucid dream this morning, and that's why I'm writing this now. :content: I appeared in some kind of building, similar to a community center or something. I looked down at myself and realized that I was in a woman's body, which of course, triggered my lucidity. I dug through the pockets of my (short shorts) pants and found that I had a few small guns. I had a Taurus 445 revolver, and 2 small automatic pistols. Well, I walked around and saw a bathroom, and I just about went in the men's room but then I realized that I was a woman and that I needed to go into the woman's room :roll:. So I went in there and found a stall, but then I realized something strange. There were men in here.... and there were a few girls from school dressed provactively laying on a mat in the corner. The men finally left, and I emerged from the stall and walked over to the girls from school. I asked them why they were here, and they said there were forced to come here. I had a whole conversation with them, and it basically ended up that they had been forced to be sex slaves by a criminal organization.


...and of course, right when I get to the good part, the dream ends and it's time to wake up.