starburst
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*shows up three years later* oops. I sort of haven't been on in a while, but I've been getting more into lucid dreaming again and I decided I should come back to log my dreams somewhere other than my phone notes, if only for record keeping purposes, lol. I haven't been keeping track of how many lucids I've had since I've last been here, hence the question marks in the title, but, eh.

NON DREAM - DREAM - LUCID

I wake up and check my phone and see that it says 12:35pm. Shit. I slept in past my morning class, and if I don't get a move on immediately, I'll miss my afternoon class. I jump out of bed and see my roommate and say, "Dude, I slept in and now I'm gonna be late!" She responds with a halfhearted "Aw, damn." She knows when my classes are, the least she could've done was wake me up. The nerve.

Anyways, I rush outside and find myself in the lecture hall where my class is. For some reason, though, I'm still freaking out and trying to figure out a way to get to class, even though I'm basically there. I see my friend E and I run up to her, yelling "I missed my first class and now I'm gonna be late for my second!" She grabs my shoulders and gives me a hug to calm me down, saying "It's okay, if you hurry now you can still make it in time." I realize I don't have my backpack. Apparently I left it in another classroom, so E comes with me to look for it. When I sneak inside the classroom where my backpack is, the lights are dimmed and the professor is lecturing away. I try to stay as quiet as possible so I don't interrupt while I slink over to grab my stuff, but E walks in behind me and yells "DON'T WORRY EVERYONE, SHE'S JUST GRABBING HER STUFF!" I cringe and say "Stop it, this isn't even my class!" She stops yelling and apologizes.

I make it out of that room with my backpack in tow, and I start walking down the hall toward the exit. As I'm walking, I pass my friend A who, in real life, goes to school on the other side of the country. "A? What are you doing here?" I say. Before he can speak, I say "Sorry, I'd love to stay and chat, but if I don't haul ass right now I'll miss my class. I'll see you later!" and then I turn and keep running.

When I make it outside, I'm standing at the bottom of a hill. I can see the bus stop at the top of the hill, and I try to walk toward it. However, I can barely move because my legs are like lead and I'm making no progress. I see the bus pull up to the stop and tears start to well in my eyes because I know that if I don't catch this bus, I'll miss class. Damn, I think to myself, this is just like in dreams when you just can't...oh. Oh, wait.

I put two and two together and realize I'm dreaming, confirming with a few reality checks. I quickly ditch my backpack and abandon my attempts to climb the hill, deciding to sit on the curb instead. I spend some time just staring at my hands, realizing just how strange looking they are and how wonky my fingers look. I grow another finger. Ew. I also paid attention to the grass around me, noticing how vividly green and soft looking it was. Basically, I tried to calmly engage multiple senses so that I could stabilize the dream.

I look up and see three people come out of the building: my friend A from earlier, this other kid I went to high school with, and 90's Leonardo DiCaprio. Nice. It's an odd group, but I'm not complaining. Especially about Leo (who I stand up and greet with a kiss because I love myself and I deserve it). I invite everyone to sit down on the side of the curb with me. I pull out my phone and we start taking selfies, and I say "Wouldn't it be cool if these showed up on my phone in real life? Except they won't because NONE OF THIS IS REAL!" They don't really react to that for some reason. This kind of reminds me to deal with a problem I usually have in lucids: communicating with DCs. Mostly I find that I'm always the one doing the talking, and hardly ever will I hold a decent conversation with a DC. I ask Leo how his day was. He just smiles and nods at me. "No," I say, "use your words." He's clearly making an effort, but he's struggling.

Suddenly, I hear a heavy Russian accent say "Here, you need to eat." I look up and see Wanda Maximoff from the latest Avengers movie standing above me. In one hand she has a dark brown wicker basket, and her other hand is holding a red fruit rollup, outstretched to me. I thank her and take it, and it tastes just like a normal fruit rollup. I think Wanda's food offering was a way to help me stabilize the dream because at this point my lucidity was getting a little shaky (a device to help Leo talk had appeared randomly in my hand and I didn't question it at all). Basically, my subconscious was like, "You're losing it, dipshit. Eat something." Thanks, subconscious.

Anyways, I'm sitting there eating this fruit rollup when suddenly I get an idea. "Hey Wanda," I say, "where's your dad?" (For those who don't know--in the Marvel universe, Wanda's dad is Magneto, aka Erik Lehnsherr. Erik is played by Michael Fassbender. Michael Fassbender is a beautiful man. I had some saucy ulterior motives.) She gives me a strange look before saying, "He's inside." I thank her and run back into the building I had just previously exited, except this time, instead of it being my lecture hall, it was my mom's house. I'm pretty familiar with the place.

I start calling out Erik's name in hopes of finding him, since I find that I'm better at finding people in dreams instead of just summoning them, but to no avail. I walk into the living room and see my sister lounging on the couch. I ask her if she's seen Erik. She says, "Yeah, I think he's over behind that gate." I look over and see one of those gates meant for blocking off babies from getting into certain places, but it was blocking off the area by our front door. Behind the gate, there are huge piles of blankets and laundry. I walk over and start digging around, but I don't find Erik. My sister laughs and says "Just kidding, I have no idea where he is. I don't even know who Erik is." I yell at her for wasting my time and walk into the kitchen.

Erik is trash, I think to myself, so he's probably in the trash. And if he's not, he should be. I open the cupboard under the sink and grab a new trash bag. For some reason I feel like having a trash bag will help me find him. From the other room, I hear my mom yell, "LEAVE HIM ALONE." I respond with a resounding "NO."

Then I wake up. I'm pretty happy since this was the first lucid I've had in a long time. It's motivating me to really get back into the swing of things, if only to continue my desperate search for Erik Lehnsherr.

And yes, I did check my phone's camera roll when I woke up, but there were no selfies with 90's Leo DiCaprio :/

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alright, I'm back. I totally suck, I know. I've kinda given up on keeping a consistent journal, because I just can't do it. But anyways, I'm back because I had an interesting lucid last night and I wanted to record it somewhere!

FRAGMENT 1:
I'm in a giant park with my friends. We find a softball that must have been accidentally thrown too far off the field during a game, so I pick it up and run to return it. I see a game going on, and there's a wooden play structure for kids. I jump on top of it but accidentally drop the softball into a very thin, wooden opening. I start crawling inside and get very claustrophobic. The space is very small. However, I end up getting the ball and returning it to one of the softball team coaches.

FRAGMENT 2:
I'm in a giant movie theater with my friend, her sister, her dad, and her dad's girlfriend. We're waiting to see some important movie. It's huge and filled with people. The movie hasn't started and the lights are still on. The seats are arranged in very random ways. Finally, it gets dark. The walls are covered with several small screens, but as every one gets quiet and finds their seats, the smaller screens move together to form a giant screen. I don't remember what else happened.

FRAGMENT 3:
I'm in a haunted hotel and there are lots of people there. As it starts to turn to night, everyone starts rushing back to their rooms. They don't wanna be out and about during the night. I run around for what feels like hours, but I cannot for the life of me find my hotel room anywhere. I'm running around with several other people (at some point, including my mother) who are trying to help me find my room, because they don't want me to be hurt. As we're running down the halls, we hear noises and screaming. (The way everything is set up kind of reminds me of the computer game Amnesia, and we're all just trying to run to safety to hide from the monsters.)

So, yeah, those were a couple of dream fragments I had, but there was also a main dream I remember which eventually led into the first lucid I've had in a while.

I'm in some sort of competition in the middle of the woods where two sleds are tied together with a rope, and you have to race with your partner to get to the finish line first. Somehow I transform into the cartoon character Pops from The Regular Show, and my partner is DJ from Total Drama Island. (I don't know, I have a brother that watches a lot of Cartoon Network, okay? ) I accidentally turn our sled the wrong way, causing us to go off course. The rope that attaches our sleds together gets tangled around a giant tree and now we're completely in last place.

I've transformed back into myself (thank God) and I start pulling the rope and sleds down from the tree. DJ is genuinely pissed at me for making us lose. Eventually, we have everything back in place. DJ has transformed into a random man that I didn't recognize. We sit back down on the sleds and start moving downhill through the forest again. Soon our sleds turned into a canoe, and then we were canoeing down a river. I say, "Hey! I did something just like this in real life!" (Which is true, just a week ago I went rafting down a river for five hours...sunburn sucks) That's when I realize that this is not, in fact, real life, and I become lucid, confirming it with a reality check.

The canoe has now transformed into what I can only describe as trays with wheels, although I refer to it as a train. We're (obviously) no longer in the river, but instead moving on a set of tracks through the woods. There's now a random lady with black hair in a ponytail sitting in the tray/train seat beside me.

Now, if anyone knows me at all, they know that I love the TV show Supernatural. The two main characters are Sam Winchester (Jared Padalecki) and Dean Winchester (Jensen Ackles). Of course, I can't hang out with them in real life, so I gotta take advantage of this in my dream world.

I shout, "Hey! Where's Sam and Dean?". I look off on the side of the trail we're riding down where I see houses. I assume they live in one of them. Nothing happens, though. I try again. "SAM! DEAN! GET OUT HERE!", but still, nothing happens. "Have you seen--oh!" I begin to say, but as I turn around, I see them already sitting in the seats behind me. "There you guys are!"

Sam smiles and says "Yup." I don't know where the train is headed, but I wanna get out of this forest. So I say, "Train! Take us to...Miami!" The train suddenly changes course, turning right and going inside a building. It starts going upstairs, but I say "Train? Is this really the way to Miami?" The train seems to hesitate, before backing up and turning around. It goes up another set of stairs. "Is this the way to Miami?" The train keeps going. "I said, is this the way to Miami?" The woman with the black ponytail turns to me and shouts, "YES! THIS IS THE WAY TO MIAMI!" I get quiet.

Turns out, we're in an apartment building right in Miami. There's a woman that lives in one of the apartments and we're about to go inside before I see a sign on her door. It states that we're only allowed in if we have at least five people. I'm about to get us all inside when I realize that the lady with the ponytail is gone.

I would be upset, but I know that since I'm just in a dream, I can summon whoever I want to take her place. I look down the stairs that we had just gone up and shout, "Hey! Doctor! We need you up here!" Right after I say that, the Tenth Doctor from Doctor Who turns the corner and walks up, saying "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," as he fiddles with his sonic screwdriver. I figure that if I should summon anyone, it should be him, because the fact that he happens to have a time machine may come in handy later. You never know.

Now that there's five of us, we can go inside the apartment. I knock on the door, and an older woman with short red hair answers. She welcomes us inside after I assure her that there are indeed five people. After a moment of walking and looking around her small apartment, I notice that the random man on the boat/train with me earlier has disappeared. I don't care, though, because I have no idea who he was. Now the only ones left in the apartment are me, Sam, Dean, the Doctor, and the red haired woman.

I ask the woman, "Hey, since we're in Miami, shouldn't there be beaches and sunshine everywhere?" She walks over to her windows and pulls the curtains open, revealing that there are no beaches anywhere. "They were all shut down years ago. Every pier is closed," she explains.

Awesome. I have a plan, though. After all, I have a man with a time machine, don't I? I walk over to the Doctor and ask, "Hey, can we go back to before the beaches were closed and actually enjoy our trip?" He brushes me off, though, continuing to fiddle with his sonic screwdriver and saying, "Yeah, yeah, maybe later."

I'm about to continue arguing when more people arrive at the apartment. I'm surprised to see my mom, her cousin, my two little cousins, and my great aunt and uncle. The red haired woman is apparently friends with me family, because everyone is hugging and acting happy to see each other again. Immediately, my great aunt and the woman move to the small kitchen and start cooking. My uncle helps, too. I spot my little two year old cousin, and he's still as adorable as ever, so I walk over to him and kneel down. I start playing around and tickling him and whatnot, making him laugh. After a while I get bored, so I walk back into the main part of the house. As I look around, I realize that Sam, Dean, and the Doctor are nowhere to be found.

Nope, not letting that happen. "Hey, where's Sam and Dean?" I ask the red haired woman. She points out the window and says, "The Doctor is in the backyard putting them in the baby swings so they can watch Wyatt (my little cousin), you can go outside and see them."

Well, this I wouldn't miss for the world, so I run outside where I see a children's playset. Sure enough, there's Sam and Dean, each sitting in a baby swing. It's the funniest and most adorable/pathetic thing I've ever seen. I walk up behind them and start laughing, but they don't seem to care. I say to Sam, "Aww, does wittle Sammy want me to push him on the swing?" to which he replies simply, "Yes." Well, I wasn't expecting that answer, but I say, "Oh...okay," and start pushing.

Eventually I stop pushing and just sort of lean up on him and rest my chin on his head as I watch everyone else bustle around outside, setting up a big outdoors picnic table for dinner. That's when I remember that the Doctor is still around here somewhere, and I still wanna go to the beach. I spot him standing outside, still distracted by his sonic screwdriver. I leave Sam and walk up to him, angry that he's not paying attention to anything else.

I say, "Doctor, you really need to pay more attention. Can't we please go back in time to when the beaches were open? This isn't a very fun trip." He just looks at me and says, "Sure, but can't we eat dinner first?" As I look over, I see the table being set. The food actually looks surprisingly good, and eating food in a lucid always helps stabilize, so I sit down and start eating. There's turkey and vegetables (or so it appears). I start to try to eat the turkey, but it's really hard to cut, and I ultimately fail. Everyone else seems to enjoy it, though.

I'm about to give up on eating and just leave, but then I wake up.

I just remember thinking, "No no no! I'm not done yet!", but as I reviewed everything in my head, I realized that the dream was very long and vivid and I could remember a lot from it, and that's a success for me. Yay!

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting on my basement couch with Robert Downey Jr. We're in some sort of secret club together. Upstairs, there's an enemy club. They have horses and seem to be taking this whole "club vs. club" thing very seriously. After a while of sitting in my basement, I have a quick conversation with Robert that goes something like this:

Me: Robert, if we don't get food soon, we're going to starve and die down here.
RDJ: You're right...we just might.
Me: ...well?
RDJ: What?
Me: Go upstairs and get some food.
RDJ: Oh. Of course. Okay, be right back.

Robert stands up and goes upstairs to get food from the kitchen, and even though he says he'll be right back, I know he's going to get into some sort of trouble. After a while of waiting, I decide to go upstairs and check on him. I walk through my kitchen and into my living room, where I arrive just in time to see Robert, sitting on an emu, trying to lead the enemy club members into my kitchen. I hear him say, "Oh, so sorry, gentlemen...I'm afraid we'll have to stop here. My emu can't fit through this door." One of the club members responds with, "No...you can't go through because you're from the enemy side, aren't you?! You carry the mark!"

Then they knocked him off the emu so he was unconscious on the ground. I don't know what happened to the emu...it kind of...disappeared? Anyways, I run over to Robert and say, "What happened?! Why did you hurt him?!" One of them says, "He tried to fool us into going into your territory. He posed as one of us." I just sighed. Typical Robert. I ended up having to wash some purple ink off of his hand (which I guess is our club mark) as he gradually regains consciousness.

Umm...if there's one thing I learned from this dream, I guess it's to never trust Robert Downey Jr. to go on a simple trip to the kitchen because it will always end badly. Important life lessons here, people.

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Wow...I haven't been on in forever. I'm so good at this "consistency" thing.

Anyways, I'm back, and I'll celebrate my return by posting a couple of recent dreams I've had!

I'm driving down the road with my mom, at an intersection that I recognize from real life. There are other people sitting in the back of my car, but I can't remember who they are (probably my brother and sister).

We're going on a trip to my best friend's aunt's house and staying there for the weekend (I've stayed at her aunt's house several times in real life, so nothing unusual here), but we can't find the place. After awkwardly driving around for a bit, I finally recognize our destination.

I point to the run down little house (looks absolutely nothing like my BFF's aunt's house in real life, but oh well) and say to mom, "Look! Right there!"

My mom kind of looks at the house questioningly and says, "That's her house? You sure?" I tell her that I am, and she drives the car onto their backyard.

I'm not sure exactly what happens in-between these two parts...it wasn't a dream switch, because pretty much the same story line was being followed, but I can't recall a lot of details. Anyways...

Somehow, a character from the show Supernatural named Dean Winchester (Jensen Ackles) shows up. There are giant flies inside the house, and they were gross. Dean explains to me that they're demon bugs set out to destroy humans.

Great.

Anyways, I guess somehow I'm Dean's assistant or something, or at least that's what it feels like. Dean seems really angry or upset the whole time he's trying to get rid of these bugs, but he won't tell me what's wrong.

He goes outside into the backyard to try and exterminate the last of the bugs, and I follow him outside to help. He sees that I'm following him, and he turns on me angrily.

"No. Back inside."

I shake my head no. I'm going to help him whether he likes it or not. He doesn't say anything else, just points towards the house and keeps giving me angry looks.

I refuse to leave, and he sighs. He knows I'm not going anywhere. That's when a random woman (don't know who she was, she had wavy red hair, though) ran outside, followed by another character, Sam Winchester (Jared Padalecki).

Now other people are walking around the house, and we're trying to keep the whole 'bug' things under wraps. People are watching us from the house, and we kind of all just awkwardly wave and give them the thumbs up to assure them that everything is fine. We just want them to leave us alone.

I don't think we ever even stopped the bugs...they just sort of left. The atmosphere changed and everything was happier, like we had succeeded. I specifically remember hanging out with a ton of people in the house and laughing and having a good time, and Dean was actually happy. I could tell he like the family environment.

I remember him saying, "This is nice, isn't it? Y'know...being around people and stuff."

Then I wake into a False Awakening...

I'm laying down in the same spot that I fell asleep in. In real life, I had spent the night at a friend's house along with a couple other people. As I'm laying in the bed, I notice that I'm holding a baby doll in my arms. It's really creepily realistic and acts just like a baby. I shrug and say, "Huh, must have gone shopping in my sleep again." My friend is sitting next to me and reaches out to touch the doll's face.

The doll starts crying and goes, "You slapped me! You slapped me!". My friend looks at it in panic, because she barely touched it, and she doesn't know what to do.

I wake up for real, and I feel like I should still have the doll with me...

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, so this is just a bunch of dream fragments that I remember last night...wish I could remember more, because from what I do remember, it was a pretty awesome dream.

FRAGMENT 1:
I'm sitting in my sister's room, on the computer. I get the sensation that someone is watching me from behind. I turn around, and, sure, enough, sitting in the window, is Stewie from Family Guy. He scares the crap outta me, so I run out of my sister's room and into the bathroom in the hall.

Of course, that doesn't help, because now I can see Stewie's silhouette through the curtains as he tries to open the window from the other side. I run out of the bathroom and fall against the hallway wall, sinking to the ground. Now I know he can't see me. Suddenly, it all turns into a game, and I decide to scare Stewie. I stand up and turn my head into the bathroom. I start screaming.

Stewie, who has turned into my little brother, screams and runs away. I feel satisfied, because I know I won.

FRAGMENT 2:
I'm in what looks like some sort of souvenir shop (like the one from the end of the Spongebob movie...anyone know what I'm talking about? Anyone? No?) but instead of souvenirs, there's a bunch of tanks with fish and other coral reef life in them. I'm walking around with my mom and she sees some sharks in a tank.

She says, "How much do you wanna bet Matt Smith is gonna be around here somewhere?"

Sure enough, as we continue walking, we find Matt Smith sitting on a wooden crate, completely lost in his thoughts as he picks up and examines some fascinating coral. He smiles to himself. There's another woman sitting next to him, but I don't remember who. Maybe it was supposed to be his girlfriend?

FRAGMENT 3:
I'm at my mom's house, and instead of having just one dog, we have two. The new dog is a big light brown mutt, with short hair and floppy ears. He's really friendly and sweet. My mom asks if I can take him on a quick walk around the block. I agree and attach a leash to his collar, walking him out the front door.

As we step onto the front porch, his leash comes unattached. But he's a good dog, so he waits for me to put it on again. It's wet and rainy outside, and as I continue to fumble with the leash, the dog starts...melting.

This goes on for a while, but suddenly he turns solid and whole again, and the leash is attached. I start walking around, but he pulls and pulls and we don't go very far. He picks up stuff out of our recycle bin and starts throwing it around, right as the garbage truck starts rumbling down our street. I frantically try to get our dog back to the front door to get him inside, right as the mailman walks up.

The mailman says, "That's a beautiful dog! What's his name?" I can't remember his name, but my brother appears and pipes up, "Mackenzie!"

FRAGMENT 4:
Monsters are taking over our city. Me, and two other people, are the ones who bring justice to our town. We're like superheroes. I remember going through this whole dream slaying all these monsters, and everyone was so happy we were around.

There was one monster who was like a giant bug, but fluffy and pink, and I'm pretty sure it was wearing a dress. Anyways, so this bug was trying to steal humans to keep as pets, but we wouldn't allow it. We distracted the bug, and the three of us started running for our lives up a set of stairs nearby. (Heroic, I know.) Turns out the other two people on my monster-fighting team are two characters from Doctor Who, Donna Noble (Catherine Tate) and the Doctor (David Tennant). Donna and I hide by crouching down behind this cement block at the top of the stairs, and the Doctor starts flying around trying to mock the monster and make it feel bad about itself.

Apparently, it works, because the monster leaves and the city is safe.

So, those are my dream fragments from last night. More like mini-dreams than fragments, but, whatever.

I'm really starting to think Matt Smith with sharks is a dream sign. This is the second night in a row where I dreamt he was around/with sharks. It's completely random, but hey, whatever works, right?