Thread: ThePreserver's Dream Journal

Non-Dream Dream Lucid

I was at the mall walking down the center when I decided to stop in a store. It turns out the store was my old English classroom, and my teacher was yelling for me to sit down. I had apparently missed the day before and was far behind on my work. I looked down because someone's feet smelled really terrible (I occasionally smell in dreams) and noticed that my chair only had one leg.
I was upset of course that I didn't notice the one legged chair!

I looked into my new dream journal and went to write while laying on a beach, but it was filled. I was rather upset and couldn't record it.

It was snowing out. I saw a large house that looked more like a library in three sections, three stories high throughout, but each segment was connected with a backset by a few feet. The roof was green, and the central area was skylit. Apparently the owner was dying and giving everything away that night. I went inside and started to steal things from some of the occupants, strange stuff. I remember stealing scissors.

I went to Germany with my uncle, brother, and grandfather, but the traffic was horrible. We all decided to get bikes and cross the street. We started to ride them on a roller coaster track. I headed home in a quick manner without a plane.

I woke up and attended a career day ceremony. I got a "cart" that was also a fully-stocked bar. I was a bartender for a short while >Faded into> Gauntlet-style labyrinth in a frosted area. Ice was all around while my family fought off the approaching enemies with fire conjuration and swords. I was flying above the labyrinth of ice walls and attacked them from above.

I went out for pizza one day and parked the car rather far away in a parking garage. There were gypsies on the roadside reading our minds as we walked by, and they were trying to give is marijuana, which we declined. The city started to burn down, so we turned around. Traffic was at a stand-still for a long time. We arrived at the car after passing the gypsies again.

I was in a world vaguely-related to World of Warcraft, if that helps anyone.

I was a conjurer of fire who was scoped out by a secret conjuration organization. There were explosions occurring constantly as the dream took place. I ranked up quickly in the organization and ended up causing jealousy in some of the lesser members. Cities were crumbling and wastelands were surrounding us as we fought toward the end.

Many of my dreams are very similar to Star Wars themes (usually KoTOR, rarely in relation to the actual movies).

Wookiees were at a starport where I found myself. Droids were fighting in a beach combat zone outside. I had to run at extremely high speeds to slice them all down with my lightsaber.

I traveled then in my starship to a world like Pandora, with floating landmasses and a hidden Sith academy at the base of one. I circled it to inspect it but found it empty.

The woods behind my house were in the correct place, but I was shooting off small rockets for fun. I was caught, put into jail, but escaped from the island where it was located and back to the woods. A girl was there feeding geese but died. A convoy ended up finding me (which contained some Wookiees) and took me in their all-terrain vehicle reminiscent of the Bat Mobile (from Dark Knight) down into a underground city complex. It was open enough to allow helicopters and other flying devices to move from buildings to platforms. We were enveloped by vampires flying through the air, most of us were killed.

Another related to Knights of the Old Republic (star wars)

I was a prisoner on the bridge of a warship. I broke free and stealthed myself around the guards. I killed them individually and restealthed. I found a hold in the back of the bridge and found a conference room where my old Spanish teacher was located. I walked down the stairs inside and killed many of those in the conference room and learned that my teacher was a Jedi mistress. (Oddly enough I believe I was a Sith Lord captured by the Jedi).

I was in a warehouse with others trying to fight off enemies. It was FAR back in a conifer wilderness area and the building was set to explode. A nun was with us who brought an armoured bus. We escaped as it was exploding.

We fled to a hotel and found the leaders of the enemies (who were French) and had to convince them that we were on their side. The hotel was also an airport which took us to Tampa, then Detroit, then Aspen. I enjoyed the explosion scene.

My brother, my best friend, and a girl with an old woman were dueling in a giant auditorium. People were sitting in some seats watching while we fought enemies (one of which was Mel Gibson). We ran around the back stage parrying blows with bronze scythe-shaped swords. Mel Gibson and myself were the last standing as I awoke. Mel Gibson. Who would have thought of that?

I found an orange cat in the field by my house. A yeti was in the distance which made me pick up the cat and run like the wind. The TV was on in the house as I arrived with only fuzz and wild cats were jumping everywhere.
I realized I was dreaming as I let the cat go, he seemed to hint to me that I was dreaming (Similar to my orange cat who passed away years ago). I spun around to change location and found myself in a multipurpose dungeon. It was a sex dungeon, The Price is Right studio, and a loan office all in one.
I found myself then in a giant lake hundreds of miles wide and snaking along the ocean, but it was only a few feet deep, like a pool. My uncle and cousins were there with sleds. We found the world's tallest waterslide, which was yellow and spiraled in the sunset hundreds of times. We rode down it rather fast. Took pictures of the sunset.

I was walking around my house at night and looked out the back door. An orange cat was there, who I picked up and then realized I was dreaming. I was immediately amazed at this lucid, it was perfectly vivid, as much as real life. Hundreds of people were outside my house, which had turned into a colonial plantation with white columns. I yelled at them "Go Away!" and they fled. I looked around, as it was still night, and made the sun rise to lighten the morning. It was still cloudy, so I burst the clouds and made the sky "Vanilla". I used hand rubbing to increase lucidity. I decided to fly out back, which put me in a semi-third person view. I could feel the warmth of the sun as I flew. A small girl selling baskets told me flying wasn't possible, so I fell back to earth for believing her.
I found myself in a house with the Black Eyed Peas just waking up. We all grabbed drinks at the table by their couch as I began to wake up for real (Only to realize they were on the radio on my alarm. Oh that damned alarm ending my lucid fun).

The only store my non-lucid self will ever shop at is Target. All of my dream goodies are ALWAYS there.

I began in Target buying some candy. I was looking for a huge box of Gobbstoppers and some orange Pez (Which are impossible to find anymore) I kept walking until I faded into someone's home which included a "Farmville" room, oddly enough. It was my DC friend's mansion. His father was passing it on to him when he died, as he was apparently sick. We found a dead body in the house and had to try and hide it without getting caught. Guards began to chase us past a huge hangar-style door that was made of beautifully-carved mahogany. I ran past a few pieces of a "key" of sorts on the floor. I gathered them and put them together as a laser gun. It fit perfectly into the key slot and shot ice-blue beams of hot light. I shot some of the guards, which caught the room on fire, and placed it up to the key hole, held the trigger, and it illuminated lines and writing on the doors as they slowly opened. My friend escaped, but I never got back up.
It was a strange occurrence for me not to leave, but I believe I died. I woke up before I could tell.

I went back to sleep after the last dream for this one. (Yeah, I became lucid.)

I was in the car riding from a large marketplace (or so I was told) and decided to research my late great grandmother. Her name and pictures came up in google even while I was on the road. My attention was cut short just after a deer poked its head into the window, biting the driver. I ended up at my grandparent's house with a few friends, one of which was wearing MY shirt. I realitychecked.
I decided to show off to my DCs that I could fly. I had a bit of trouble, as every time I reached about 50 feet I would tumble to the ground. I found some fruit and vegetables planted all over the hillside on which my grandparent's house was built, and saw waving fields of golden grain. It was extremely vivid and realistic. I could actually hear the others speaking, and I picked some young red raspberries, tasting the delicious tart flavour. I could also feel the scrape of my legs as I fell from the sky. My other friend asked if I knew any epic guitar stances, so I decided to go into my "solo" stance and started rocking out air guitar. I yelled at him "Hey, this is a DREAM!" He responded "Umm, no. It's not." "Yeah, it is buddy!" "OK... whatever you say." "Seriously, you're dreaming and I'm dreaming." I returned to the fields of tomatoes, raspberries, and grain and sat down. I was excited for this lucid, as it was my first in a month now, I'm getting over a dry-spell of dreaming and recall. It was 10AM, and I didn't want to go back to sleep, but I thought "What the hell, I might as well see if I can recall another dream."