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August 13, 2013 (Bedtime Dream, written in journal three hours after going to sleep)

My boyfriend and I had broken up and he had another girlfriend. We were still seeing each other but she didn’t know. So he invites me to stay the night at his house and I said okay. For some stupid reason he wanted me to meet his new girlfriend and her family. He had told them that we were good friends.

So I get to the house and she comes to the door to meet me and say hello. She’s being really nice and invited me inside. The house looked like one I used to live in when I was a kid—same layout and furniture. So anyway, she sits down at the computer and begins to play a game, while boyfriend is in the kitchen cooking dinner. I’m just sitting there feeling really uncomfortable. Soon a baby starts crying and nobody does anything like move to pick it up. It just keeps crying and finally I walk over to her and ask if I can hold her baby. She doesn’t look up from the game, but says, sure go ahead. So I walk over to the walker and pick up their baby, who instantly stops crying.

She’s still intensely playing her game so I walk over to her and ask what she’s playing. She smiles and asks if I’d like to see. So she begins to show me this game where she’s a mom with lots of kids, a husband, her home and everything that one would have in real life. There were avatar people walking down a sidewalk and she showed me that she could talk to them and interact and stuff. She was really into the game and it was something I could tell she spent a lot of time doing.

Her parents come over and we’re all in the living room. They ask me a lot of questions and I’m starting to feel like it’s a good time to go. I mention that I should really get moving, and boyfriend says, no please stay the night. We have a spare room and you’re welcome to stay there tonight. At that point they all insisted that I stay. Except for his girlfriend, who normally slept in the spare room herself. So I agree and when it’s time for bed I go in there. The room is huge with a single bed. I start to jump in when I hear his girlfriend knock on the door. She came in and said I just wanted to say goodnight and thank you for coming over. Then she leaves, and goes to get in bed with her boyfriend (which is something she never does). I could hear them laughing and having a good time.

The next morning boyfriend tells me that his girlfriend is really showing him much more attention since I’m there and asked if I would stay for a little longer. I said that I didn’t want to, but if he really really wanted that, then I would stay one more night. His girlfriend walks up to me and asks if we could have a talk. I’m thinking…oh boy, here we go. This couldn’t be good. So we walk up ahead of him and she tells me that she really likes having me around for the same reasons. She starts opening up about her life and I find myself starting to enjoy talking to her and liking her. She seems sweet and like a nice person. Pretty soon she hands me these really large stilts and says, come on let’s check these out. She has a pair too. So we start trying to walk on them and we’re both laughing and joking around…falling but not getting hurt. So, I look behind me and boyfriend is looking rather pissed off about the whole thing.

That night as I’m about to go to bed, boyfriend comes in the room and says that he wants to sleep in there, with me. I told him no, you need to go to your bed. He kept insisting so I said I was leaving. When I opened the door to leave, his girlfriend was standing right there. She overheard everything and was not happy about it. She asked him why he would be such a jerk and bother me. She told me to come with her and she led me to this really strange part of the house that was more like a motel. Only thing is instead of rooms, there were these pod-like structures hanging from chains. She told the lady at a desk that I was staying on one tonight and that when I woke up the next morning I was to get a free pedicure.

When I walked into my pod it was really unstable and there was a grate-like floor. There was a guy in there cleaning up and he was just getting finished. He said that he would see me in the morning for the ped and left. The pod kept rocking back and forth and was just creepy so I waited until I figured nobody was around and left. I left a note at the front desk saying how much I appreciated the thought, but that I was just going to return to my house and sleep in my own bed.

On my way home I went to a bar and had a drink, watching some band play. After I left I realized that I had left my ID and went back to get it. They wouldn’t let me in at first, so I told them to get my brother, he was in the back and he would get my ID for me. So they said okay, and he brought my id out and gave it to me. He told me he would meet me later after he got off work and then told the guys there to quit giving me a hard time; that I was his sister. They all laughed and I took off. That’s when I woke up.


August 13, 2013 (Nap Dream)

My son and I were standing in line to ride this really big roller coaster. There were lots of twists and turns in it and it was huge! We were waiting in a really long line, and the closer we got the more nervous I became to ride. I kept telling him that I wasn’t so sure this was a good idea, that I had a really bad feeling about it. He was telling me that it would be fun and kept encouraging me to ride it. I decided to go ahead and do it. When we got to the front of the line, it looked like one of the cars was kind of crooked compared to the rest. I remember thinking wow, that doesn’t look right and I hope we don’t get stuck in that one.

Sure enough the guy took our ticket and walked us over to the one car that didn’t look right. I told my son that something isn’t right with this car, look at it. He didn’t look, just sort of laughed and said it was going to be fine. So I’m really freaked out now, but what the heck let’s do this. The ride begins and we’re going super-fast. Soon we slow down and start climbing up this really steep hill and it seems to go on forever. But finally we make it to the top and then we go down the other side lightning fast. It’s fun but scary too. So when I look up ahead, there’s a spot on the tracks that has sort of a gap in it, and beyond that there’s nothing!! No tracks at all. We’re flying though, and there’s nothing I can do besides sit there. I remember thinking I HOPE this is a lucid dream! Then I woke up as soon as I said that.

Last night I visited one of my dream places. I have many places that I tend to visit frequently in my dreams. Last night the place I visited was the small home business of the male veterinarian and his wife. This is the second time I have visited this place so it has officially become a dream place because I know I will visit it again in the future.

The dream was I was at a home (I say at A home because I was in a place where in my dream I lived but the place doesn't exist) my family lived their also, the person I remember mainly is my mom. I can't remember in detail what was happening before the main event of the dream happened, but the main event started out by me seeing my cat with its front leg broken in half. I was saddened by this but I went on with my life. It wasn't until a few days later (which passes by very fast in my dreams) when I saw my cat living its normal life with its broken leg that my heart strings finally tore. Seeing my cat has to use the broken end of its leg to walk on just to be able to get around made me panic and I started to look through a number book for a number to a vet. I called and the receptionist answered and told me to hold. She never returned and I hung up and called again. The continued to put me on hold until eventually when the phone was answered there was nobody on the other end. I kept calling a few more times until I remembered that the reason why they wouldn't take my call was because the vet I was calling and I were at very bad odds. That's when I remembered the other vet. I remembered him and I knew he was from another dream so I looked for his number and couldn't find it. So I got set out to go to his house, and after what seemed like a very long time of traveling along cliff side paths and treacherous obstacles I finally reached his house. I went in and found that he had aged decades and he was telling little kids stories that I can't recall. After a while he noticed me and I told him about my cat. He just kept smiling at me until I freaked out and asked "Is it possible to fix my cat, or not??" He just chuckled and said he could do it. He left the room and I stared at his wife until he returned. When he did return he was back to his original age, which is about 35 or so. I then realized I would need to go back and get my cat so I watched him walk around his house until I got woken up.

I slept 9 hours that dreaming session from 9 am to 6pm. I know other things happened during that dream, and I have flashes of memory of the events, but nothing discernible. The thing about the dream was I knew that I had seen this place before in another dream and that I was dreaming, at the end I was about to make my cat magically appear beside me using lucid dreaming so I wouldn't have to go back through all that, but I got woken up before I was able to.

Tried to WILD while taking a nap. It didn't work, so I rolled over turning it into a MILD attempt. I didn't get lucid, but (perhaps most importantly at this stage of my LDing journey), I actually remembered my dream. The oddest part? The dream is very similar to last nights dream--possibly the same one, given how little of last night's dream I remember!


August 14, 6:00 pm

I'm outside, working in the yard with dad, mom, and someone else that I don't know and who never even interacted with me. In fact, where my mother and father very clear, he was fuzzy and I never really saw his face with any clarity.

I can remember something sparks a shouting match between me and my dad, just like in last nights dream. However, I either can't remember what we were arguing about, or I never really knew in the dream. I'm not entirely sure which is the case. I don't even really know what the full conversation was about, just a few things we said to eachother.

I remember dad saying something that REALLY ticked me off, got me furious. I flung the tool I was using (it was either a shovel or a rake, I never saw the end of it), watching it bounce into the air after tossing it, and slamming down again (oddly, just like a real shovel or rake would. Nice physics, subconscious!), and I screamed "See?! I'm sick of this effing bull***! I'm leaving!" Dad proceeds to ask me just what I'm going to do, where I'm going to go; I have no job, and no way to make money (I'm still going to college, so not much of a career there, is it?). I tell him that I don't care, I'll find something. I'm NOT staying here.
I grab my bicycle and start to pedal down the driveway. I take a left right, and that is when dad starts to throw rocks at me! They start out as just chunks of the gravel in our driveway, but gradually increase in size until they are getting quite dangerous. I'm not scared though, I'm too ticked off. I get to the hill--the same one that is really there when you take a right IRL, except the hill is a LOT taller. Dad is still throwing rocks at me--dangerously large ones I might add--, and I start to shield my head with my forearms as I pedal forward, trying to get up this long hill. I remember thinking that if I could just get over that hill, everything would feel better, dad would stop throwing the rocks, and I'd get away. Then, the alarm wakes me up


What is interesting, is unlike most other dreams I have written here, and others I can remember from the past, this dream actually took place at my real, current home. Everything even looked the same, down to the powerline in our driveway. I also wonder who that other person was, the one I could never really see clearly....HMMMM. Methinks my subconscious is trying to tell me something with this one.

~SilverWolf~

YES! I really do think this was my first lucid dreamn. Wow, even writing this.. feels weird.. I know I'm awake right now, writing this.. but.. reality.. seems.. a bit odd... off.. after that one. Everything seems a bit... I don't know. just off. I feel a little disoriented. I am trying to pin this down so I remember.. don't forget.. (Wow.. still testing to see if I'm awake, I wasn't all convienced.) But I know I am. No dream is THIS real. I can feel, touch, smeel, look atound, did the time test on the computer clock. Everything is ringing alright.. but.. still.. everything just seems... really weird to me. I can't explain this.. My vision looks.. slightly askew. My thought proces... seems slightly muddled... or at least different. MY reaction time.. or... my perception... bah! I just can't put my finger on it! Everything just seems.. off. XD But.. damn it, this WAS a lucid dream I had. Let's focus on that, and get back to this later


I took a nap. Listened to this fun, relaxing, mentally stimulating mp3. I'll attatch it later.. Listened to it twice, as the first time I finished it, just as it was over, Brent had just gotten home, and he had startled me some as I had just finished listened to it. Felt myself a bit more alert than I wanted to be, so I listened to it again. Finished it off.. then went to sleep. I went to bed, saying many times that I was going to dream, and i was going to be aware. But.. Not more so than I usually do. Usually.. when my mind wonders, I do have to katch myself, and go back to my usual task. This time was no different. Though.. I didn't wader too much come to think of it.. I ca think of just a few times where I had to reassert my possition that I was going tobe dreaming soon, and would be aware.. THen.. it started to hapen...

My next flashes of vision where.. of me in bed.. still lying there, still concious that I was sleeping.. I then.. started having.. odd sensations. Weird... sensations... Like.. lying in a different possiotn in bed.. only to realize I hadn't really moved at all, feeling a wave of excitement push me back to solid awareness.. that I had just caught myself starting to dream, but every time I did, the excitement would push me back into that same sleeping position. Ireally do think I'll have to make sure I sleep in a very comfortable possition.. as the piossition I was in kept reasserting itself many times.. kept pulling me back into reality every time I realized I was dreaming.. the hand pressed up against my face, the odd angle of my neck.. but.. I didn't want to move.. as I didn't want my body to snap fully back into reality. And that.. I think.. is what lead to me having the lucid dream...


To continue.. I kept on trying.. quite hard.. to get myself into my dream. Snippets of me lying in bed.. brearthing oddly.. would flash into my feild of vission, replacing

dad coming in, saying he didn't like this, saying I was on something, wasn't able to move, was thinking of telling him I was trying to dream, but coldn't. Couldn't move, could do anything. Tried... not too hard.. but tried.. remember.. hearing his distant voice... as if I might still be asleep.. or that he had tried talkting to me.. tried waking me up, and he was upset I wasn't responding. it was then.. I realized I must have been dreaming.. as.. i realized dad couldn't be home. He'd still be at work. My alarm hadn't gone off.. I was.. dreaming still. I think I mayhave slipped back into reality once or twice there.. but I was slowly gaining lucidity.

But it was weird.. every time I tried to get myself into my dream.. it was as if the world was seen through a grey filmy senses.. were partially tied to my sleeping body. LMy vission.. wasn't clear... My thought process definitely wasn't right. I was.. trying hard to reassert myself back into my dream, by... testing the reality of my dream.. oh.. now THAT produced weird affects... of which I think made it harder to stay lucid in my dream.. either eventually slipping out of lucidty altogether, or pushing myself back into my bed from where I was, trying to LD. But.. Several times.. I ested myself.. breathed deeply through my mouth... Found that sensation overwhelmingly weird as I knew my mouth was closed in my real bed. A wave of excitement pushed me back to my bed.. but.. I didn't move.. I tried again.. a little later.. perhaps after a few more failed attemmpts... I remember.. just getting frusterated with it, and.. somehow, bizzarly, forced my dream self to get up out of bed, knowing my real body was still in bed.just wanting to get myself up, and try to explore my lucidity. THat.. seemed to work. I made it quickly downstairs. My dog was there, and I remember rubbing her belly some. I remember.. feeling her fur under my fingers.. I believe that wsent another wave of excitement, pushing me partailly back to my bed. All these different clues and reminders kept me from attaining true lucidy, as I said.. I just couldn't... see right.. everything had a dark tone to it.. more.. grey.. like.. I was seeing everything through my imagination, and I couldn't put solidity to it.. but whenever a sensation was damned real, felt it, experienced i.. it sent waves of excitement through me. Oh.. waves I couldn't ignore. Certain things just seemed.. damn real! Like breathing. I remember that.. chilling me some, in an exciting way. Openeing my mouth wide, and taking a deep breath.. knowing I felt it enter my mouth, expand my lungs... even though I was still lying in bed... Yeah.. the whole.. dual body thing.. is really REALLY weird.. and hard to put together in my head.. But.. I knew I was sleeping, asleep.. and awake at the same time. SOO bizzar....

THe last snippits of the lucid dream I remember, or being lucid that I remember.. was going outside to my back porch.. I.. was still.. testing things.. There was... a... yes.. a hotweels racetrack, fairly large sitting there.. I think that thing is what took away my lucidity.. because I think I remember waking up to that from my dream, no longer lucid.. as the rest of that is quite fuzzy... But I remember doing.. more tests using that.. long black race set... mI remember.. t had shifted.. to it being... one of those magnetic, electric controlled tracks.. the one where you pull a trigger on a controller, and the car goes down the track, two can be on two tracks.. though this one.. was impressive.. and.. it kind of presented itself like.. and advertisement to just how cool it was.. I think near that point, I lost lucidity.. I lost focus on reality.. as the last thing I remember in my lucidty.. was.. soring first person through that race track, very very small snippets of that image.. but I do recall that...

But.. yeah.. wow.. FIRST LUCID DREAM!*Smiles* Such.. bizzar sensation... such.. odd feelings.. Even unsure of my reality when first waking up (Though I'm 100% sure now) But.. just.. such odd feelings. Testing my reality so many times.. not to see if I was dreaming, but more to assert myself more into my dream... to pull away from the sleeping body I knew I was in, to mopre compltely put myself into the real dream. Nearly every attempt reminded me too much of my reality though, and pushed me back into my sleeping body. I need to figure out better testing. I should have remembered to focus more on detail, than my phical body and sensation. THe reality of those sensations always got me too excited. ^^;;; Pushed me back into reality.. but.. just.. wow were those sensation freakishly weird... and real.. Just.. weird because.. the moment I experienced them.. I'd get such an odd rush.. somehow.. also feeling my body back in bed at the same time I was experiencing everything else...

And the trip with dad.. THat.. seemed too damned real to.. to the point of me worrying.. if I had taken some kind of drug, which dad had thought I had.. because I tried moving about.. I couldn't. I couldn't open my eye, I couldn't talk. I don't know.. where I was then.. in my sleeping body, or in my dream.. but I didn't have control at that point.. or very little.. I remember.. other senstions.. like moving my arms or fingers, even though I hadbn't in real life.. I remember changing possiotns, even though I hadn't... I remember.. hearing dad's quieted, distant sounding voice, trying to get me up, trying to wake me.. the sound of his disaproval.. But all of that so soon faded when I realized my alarm never went off, than that I was still firmly asleep in my bed.

Oh man.. Woooooohooooo!! ^o^ First lucid dream ever! Not just one where I breath once, and snap quickly into reality the very instant I go lucid... No.. this one was prolonged. Got to explore, got to expreience.. Oh.. Much more is needed to be doooone!

And.. I really have that mp3 to thank. I'll attatch it in a bit though. That thing.. work.. WEIRD wonders to me. THe first time listeneing to it.. and.. to get... such instant results. Yeah.. I was damn tired for my nap, so I'm not surprised I fell asleep so quickly.. but.. to have.. well, everything else.. that was all so new! Woohoo!!!

I think.. I have everything covered that happened... I hop I'm not missing anything. If so.. I'll add it later.. but.. Yaaay! FIRST LUCID DREAM!!

((Right, this was a very... odd dream for me. Not odd in a funny, random way... it was.. inspiring, I guess.)) I was swimming in a beatifully clear ocean on a sunny, wonderful day. I was in very close proximity of a small island with a think center of tropical plants and palm trees, and appeared to be completely vacant from human life. When I was swimming however, I spotted a woman standing on the coast of the island. She was wearing an impossibly pure white, flowing dress and had long, soft looking blonde hair. She was white, and had crystal blue eyes (Im a sucker for girls with beautiful eyes xD). I dont remember exactly, but either she called me over, or I swam over to her out of pure curiosity. When I got close, basically on the sand, she looked at me with a slight smile and pointed at something in the sand. I look at what she was pointing at, I was surprised to see it was an old looking television. My 'dream camera' shifted so I was seeiing the tv at a close, top veiw. The televison switched on, and had a message: "When the going gets tough, the tough get going." and right after I finished reading it, I woke up. ((I had this dream during some tough times, I guess my subconcioiss was helpin me out.))

Dream 1

I'm at a campground with several friends. The entire place is dark and gloomy, and I feel off kilter from the very beginning. The campground is mostly a steep hill that ends at a lake, with a little management cabin/bathrooms by the lake. We're the only people this close to the bottom. Our tent is set up behind a tree, hugging it. Once again, it is dark, gloomy, and has an air of trouble brewing.

We're all inside the tent. There are at least five of us. One girl is bigger, has blonde hair and glasses, and reminds me of L's friend.

The tent is only big enough to accommodate one, yet we're all in the tent and don't give it a second thought. The front is zipped up, and it is night.

We all know that something dark is out there, waiting to pounce. I can't see anything since it's so dark out, only the faint outline of the tent in front of my nose. We can hear it's footsteps as it circles the tent. Suddenly, something strikes at the tent and the side is dented inward. Then all I can hear is the scrabbling sound of fingernails on the plastic-y surface of the tent. I scream and grab at the tent, holding it together so that it can't enter. My friends are sobbing and crying out behind me, but they are background noises to the sound of the zipper being jerked downward.

I think that it was gone for a while. We made a mad dash for an old, twisted tree on the other side of the road. The fat friend shouted out something, and I thought that it was funny. I'm climbing up this tree like there's no tomorrow, leaping from limb to limb. I finally find a secure spot that seems to be the highest point. I settle down, all while looking at the ground to be on guard. I know that my friends are being caught, behind me, but can't turn around to look.

Then I 'wake up'. I want to remember the dream so I can write it down later so I start to remember each bit that happened, carefully. I'm sucked in. Everything happens similarly. When we get to the old tree, I'm trying to find the spot that I perched in before but can't. I find a similar spot and sit there for a moment. Something dark churns beneath me.

As one, we all jump out of the tree and run up the road. We're all terrified and out of breath, there are broken sobs. Then we come upon two big tents and some picnic tables. Music is blasting, people are everywhere, and you can hear the sound of glass being tapped together. A cute boy with an odd, perky stride walks by.

"Here, we'll be safe here. Let's stay." Someone says in a breathless, relieved, voice. No, let's not stay, I think. I feel a bad vibe from this place, but I can feel my resolve weakening as I keep an eye on that pretty boy and the blasting music reels me in. It sounds like a fun time.

I open my eyes. It's completely dark in my room. I can't seem to move, and I feel very weak. Like I just exercised a day straight. It's a nice kind of weak. Why is it dark? I think. It's morning, it should be light. The curtains are closed, I notice. I get a sudden, panicky feeling. I struggle in the blankets for a moment. I can't keep my eyes closed, I know that he (the thing from my dream) was in the room. I hear footsteps on the wooden floor.

"Dad!" I call. My voice is very quiet, and weak. I try again. "Dad! Come here!" I could hear him talking with my brother, S, as they came up the stairs. "S! Come here!" He stands just outside the open door to talk to me.

"What?"
"I need you to go to the library and get a book for me. "

"What? Why?" In a whining voice. Then the shuffle of paper. I needed the book with the gem on the cover, the book that was the twin to the one that I already had.

Dream 2

I live in a village in the middle of nowhere. The world is about to end and we are packing all of our belongings into this space craft, where we will live for the rest of eternity. By 'the end of the world' I mean that the entire world, besides our UFO, will disappear into a never ending white blur.

Everyone is discouraged. They think that we will starve aboard the ship. I pack chickens, pigs, lots of sheep, and cows. They freely move about. My plan was that we would eat the eggs that the chickens lay, and that the slain animals would respawn back on the ship. A villager made a nasty comment about how they wouldn't respawn back on the ship, but out in the white. I responded by saying that we would survive on the eggs.

I laid down endless red and white beds along the sides of the ship. I told the villagers that we could dig downward and make sleeping quarters. I imagined a long hallway to explore, and huge rooms filled with bunk beds. It sounded fun.

I thought that it would be nice to have kittens, for fun, on the ship. I found a box of them at the last minute. They were very rare. It turned out that a woman had sex with a cat to give birth to them, everyone hushed when that was revealed. She gave instructions as to how to make babies with a cat.

I was throwing everything I could possibly find on board. We were about to leave at any second. I ran outside to find more stuff to put on the ship. A countdown begins out loud. The villagers are screaming at me and beckoning for me to come back now. I run.

Everything was blank, but then we somehow go forward into the past/future. We're in the village again, except it's inhabited by different people, the buildings are slightly changed, and one building is deteriorated. The villagers (from the ship) creep forward hesitantly. They look incredibly out of place, with their long, old-fashioned dressed and top hats.

Some of them start to cry because they don't know if they will pop back into the past/future in a second, and the thought of never seeing their village again made them sad.

Lucid Dream 3

I remember flying around my town and breaking into someone's house. A woman with short hair lived there. The fact that she had dyed red hair seemed important. She lived there with her family. I started regretting breaking into the house because I was stuck skittering room to room to avoid being seen. "Why did I do this?" I mournfully ask myself as I run into the guest bedroom that is rarely used. I literally dive on the bed, which looks incredibly inviting because of the fluffy comforter and huge pillows.

I hide behind a column beside the sofa as someone enters the living room. I mentally curse the dad when he decided to not go to work today, and to stay home. He has on a tux and carries a suitcase.

When the person leaves the room I jump onto the sofa and over the back. I crouch down behind it.

Now I'm on the back road beside the elementary school. I'm flying at least at tree level. I decide that, yeah, this must be a dream because I'm flying. Everything turns golden and light. It reminds me of heaven. There is no ground. I want to work on my swimming for the next meet, and I remember reading somewhere that practicing something in a dream can make you better at in real life. I start doing butterfly midair. It feels weird. It's uncomfortable and tight on my shoulder joints, but it also feels crazy because I'm the air!

Another short lucid dream that I remembered while writing this. Might've happened on Friday? Everything is blue, and there is no ground. I'm swimming butterfly, easily. There is the edge of this sky-pool way ahead, and there are even little handles for backstroke starts and blocks. It all feels unreal, because everything is floating. I an hear a crowd talking and get the distinct feeling that there was a large room to my right. It was made out of concrete. There was a dark-skinned woman with big brown hair there, laughing.

I'm in the water, it looks like the ocean and the water is so dark, it's like I just fell in from a ship wreck or something, I'm not the only one down here. There is someone way below me sinking and not even trying to swim, and then there are a few people above me trying to swim to the surface. I' trying hard to get to the surface as well but I can't swim well, I keep looking below me and I see this huge ship that is wrecked down there but I can't see its entirety because it goes to deep and gets dark. I see that person fall into a hole in the ship and fade into the darkness, and as I'm staring I see something emerging from the depths, it's a huge fucking massive Megalodon, and I wig out and frantically thrash my body trying to get away, but the shark grabs hold of my entire left arm, and as this happens I am watching it happen to me from above and I watch the shark violently shake its head like a dog does when it has a toy, and then it takes me down into the big hole in the ship wreck. Then my perspective finally gets to the surface, and I see the other people floating and panicking and some of them are mourning me and that other person. It's horrifying here on the surface just as well as below. Up here the water is so black and I can't see anything below me, then suddenly my body comes to the surface thrashing and my perspective goes back into my body. I'm secretive about the fact that The shark ripped my left arm off, I put the arm into my wet suits sleeve so I could hopefully get out of here and have reattached or something. The we are trying to climb up these rocks, we keep seeing shark fins emerge from the water and speed towards us and the mouth with encompass us but the rock stop them so they release and swim off. This happens about ten times until I see the selective exit, it's like a game show, we have to swim in the water to the tarp tunnel that goes vertically into the air so we can hopefully climb out before a shark gets us. The show host hates me, but he thinks I'm already dead from what happened to me earlier. I decide I need to swim NOW, so I jump in and it fells so horrible, it feels like the sharks are right under me, like I will die any moment, then I swim under water a little bit to enter the tarp, there's this elastic netting rope, I get the trick right away, you have to pull then you fly up a bit, then grab higher up while airborne then repeat until at the top and I can get a good grasp of the walls, then I climb up and through a sliver of a hole, and the host greats me at the entrance and he's sitting on a chair to rude to get up, then he realizes it's me when I unzip the hood of the wet suit off me and I ran through the building to get to a hospital, as I can hear the man ordering people after me.

So I'm doing the wake up every 90 minutes thing to catch myself dreaming, so I can write down dreams in this dream journal, and therefore I can improve recall. Except THIS time, when I woke up, my tired mind tricked me into believing it could remember what it was dreaming WITHOUT writing the dang dream down. So, when the alarm went off, what did I do? I moronically believed my tired brain in my hazy state, and rolled right over, going to sleep.

So, here's what little I remember, thanks to my rebellious little brain telling me I could rely on it for it's superb (riiiight) memory.

August 14, 2013 3:00 am

All I remember is that I was in a deeply wooded forest. It was pretty dark in there too. Was it a scary forest? A happy forest? A forest with little polar bears sipping root beers while balancing on rubber balls? I wouldn't know because I stupidly did not write down my dream! when I woke up. So anyone reading this, don't repeat my mistake


8:00 am

Got in an argument with dad about something. It felt really important to me inthe dream, but I cannot remember just why we were arguing. I do remember he'd said something realllllly offensive to me, but I just don't remember what it wass; only that it made me very, very upset. Hmmmmmmmmm.

#214 - 4:41AM - DILD

I am working at my old plant before we moved. I realize this and become lucid. I look around and notice that there are no people and it is only partially lit. I guess that I must have got here before anyone else. I remember the place was haunted in waking life and decide that maybe I was the ghost all along. I decide to make a mess of the place but I have become ethereal. I manage to turn over a table but only with great concentration. I then proceed to make a mess of the things on my old supervisors desk.

Then people arrive and they comment on the mess I made but they don't seem to notice me. I enjoy this idea and scream and shout at them trying to scare them with ghostly sounds. It seems they can't hear me either. I turn to see the mess I made on the desk but there is now a large hardcover book about lucid dreaming. The title has the words, "Lucid Dreaming" in it then something else. I try to read it but the text become long and confusing. I get the gist about it saying something about how science and church can come together to bring the joy of lucidity to everyone putting away all misconceptions about it. It all seems confusing and kind of boring and I go back to being a bad spook. I run at my old lead shouting and roaring. As I crash into her I get the random idea to grab her right boob. The scene goes briefly dark.

I focus and the scene comes back. I see, Bradley, a kid I knew a long time ago. I try talking to him but when he ignores me I bite his ear. There was no response so I start sucking on it. He just keeps walking with me latched to him like a leech. I follow him into the break room when I then realize that he seems incredible sad. I say, "Bradley! Why are you so sad? I was just messing with you. I didn't mean anything." He looks like he is about to cry and I put my arms out to him. We hug and I comfort him. The dream goes dark again.

I think I am wake but can feel myself standing and sitting on the counter-top. I try to DJ buy my device looks like a stupid calculator. I realize it a dream and put it away. Before I can do anything else, I wake up for real.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game about dragons.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was doing dream guide things on dreamviews, but it was more of an actual place, it looked like some kind of an office and there were some papers i had to go through apparently. Then there was different section of it that looked like some kind of lab. Then i was discussing something about dreamviews with somebody and the things to do.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was in some video game, and in it some events were happening near school from my past, there were some battles and i was closing to the end of the game. I could control some combat vehicle remotely and also had some other abilities, then later there was also an automated fuel storage vehicle that could fuel the vehicle i controlled. I had to talk to a few characters including some old lady and then went to pre-final mission, which switched to completely different game style of tactical turn based RPG where i controlled a group of characters fighting a group of elite enemy characters, some characters on both sides were wearing black colored armor. At the end of the fight, massive amount of weak enemies spawned, which looked some kind of humanoid mutants and overran the place and i used powerful spell or ability that set the place ablaze and covered our retreat.
Then i was back near the school and i was going to check some stuff and prepare for a fight with final boss, which was some kind of huge mecha thing.

#213 - 3:50AM - DEILD

I remember a DEILD with vibrations just before this one but I either fell non-lucid or I didn't wake up all the way after. Either way I forgot it. I had a lot of issues all night trying to DJ while I was still dreaming.

I DEILD from a NLD about getting naked in a robe with my wife but someone that looked like Robin from HIMYM kept bothering us.

The vibrations hit and I mantra this time to remind myself to hold on to lucidity. I am suddenly running out a back door and onto a shipping dock for trucks. I run into an alley and past a big dumpster. For some reason I had started counting but let it go at 13. I begin looking for the TARDIS again but don't see it anywhere. I enjoy the feeling of fast effortless running I look up and see bright stars in early dawn. The are feels cold but I enjoy it because I felt hot in the last dream. I make my way around the building I came out of and see large skyscrapers lit up in the dim early morning light. For some reason I think its a hospital and that I had built them. I suddenly become winded and tired. I stop and pant while admiring my work. The scene goes dark and I try to DJ but realize I am not wake yet. I begin to start remembering the other lucid I forgot but I suddenly wake up.

#212 - 2:31AM - DEILD

I wake from some dream and DEILD. Almost immediately, I have a false awakening and find myself lying on some raised bed in what looks like a mobile trailer with other test subjects around me. The scene is similar to a mobile blood drive with donors but I already "know" that we are going a Galantamine study. Then, I see a hand come in front of me from my right and I instinctively shake it. I turn to see who it is and am shocked to see Wurlman smiling at me, "Hi. I am David."
I tell him that I know who he is and I immediately think that I have to be dreaming. I say, "This has to be a dream... We are dreaming." Wurlman just laughs with delight and says, "Yep!"
I say, "Shit dude! You did it!" I am so glad that he is lucid too.
He smile again, "Yep!"

I look around at the other people and want to do tell them all that this is a dream but I become nervous that maybe we are not really dreaming yet and I will just make a fool of myself. So, I do the ol' nose plug and blow through. I stand up, "OK. Everyone. This is a dream. None of you exist." I catch eyes with one younger large build man. He rolls is eyes at me shakes his head. I find that mildly interesting but have no desire to talk to him. I turn to Wurlman, "Well, let's go." As we step outside say, "Shit niggy. We got lucid." We both laugh and I pat Wurlman on the back.

It is night time and I look up. We seem to be in the country with very little light pollution and the stars shine bright and numerous. I say something like, "Wow look at the stars." Then remember I had a task to do (Go to Hell in the TARDIS). Since it's dark I feel the need for a light source before we continue. I pull out my phone and fiddle with it to try and get the LED on. For some reason it wont work. Wurlman, nudges me and says, "Dude look." He reaches down beside him and blind summons a flashlight. He seems to be holding nothing but there is a light beam wherever he points his cupped hand. I realize what he is doing and do the same thing. There are now two light beams lighting our way. Feeling satisfied I say, "Well do you wanna go to Hell with me?"
Wurlman seems totally shocked at this statement, "What?!?!"
I try to cover it up, "I mean, I have a TARDIS. It's just right around the other side of the trailer.

I lead the way with out further comment and we walk around. There is a flat bed trailer with a blue box strapped to it. A street lamp casts it into silhouette but I can see that the box looks more like a port-o-potty than a TARDIS. I try to ignore this fact and continue on anyway. We step in and I am disappointed that the inside looks just like a plastic port-o-potty. I say, "AAHHH! It not bigger on the inside." I push on the walls hoping something would happen but it just feels plastic. I turn to the door and back again trying to picture the inside of the TARDIS. Nothing changes. Then I open the doors to leave and see a TARDIS console siting in the open under the street lamp. It looks a lot like the junk TARDIS from "The Doctors Wife" episode.



I excitedly run toward it but the dream goes dark and I wake up.

I was trying to lucid dream, but for some reason I couldn't quite relax enough that night. I went to sleep and had this weird dream instead.

The first thing I remember is being in an old house with yellow bricks. It had lots of old junk inside the place. I was in the house with my younger cousin and we found a sign that read 'Possessed objects' So, I guess all the objects were in some way evil. So we wanted to burn the house down to kill all the objects.

On a shelf we found two plastic looking dragon's. One was red and one was blue. Apparently we needed both of them to start a fire, so we took the dragons and set the house on fire. (They were kinda like hoses that spat fire XD)

But as we were setting the house on fire, I noticed that my other cousin was in the house! I ran inside and quickly grabbed her. Then we continued to light the house on fire. But for some strange reason the fire faded away. We went back inside the house and found the same dragons again ( don't know we lost them) I noticed that the blue dragon had blood around it's neck.

Then we burnt the house AGAIN and my cousin turned to me and said " I promise US will be good"

And then I woke up thinking ' what? that doesn't even make any sense. I promise US?'

Holy Crap! Realistic zombie dream! Did a lot of things that were exactly the right decision. Watching myself slowly die is always weird though. I shall give you the 4 part dreams as one story after connecting it together. The Purple is the latest in chronology, the blue is the past. It is hard to split this dream up, because I had the previous dreams prior to this one, but during this one, I thought about the prior dreams.

I wake up in my bed. It is really cold, but I wait. I am really hungry, but I wait. The noises outside have stopped, but I wait.

It all started when me and Laura had rushed home after hearing that there was a zombie attack ongoing and that everyone would have to fend for themselves. We boarded up the windows and stayed there as long as we could. In the day times I could hear the neighbors making their movements and trying to get away from Zombies, hoping that they would have the advantage of the light. Lots of them got met right outside of their door and eaten. At night time the zombies would look for ways into the house through windows, biting people when they slept. A couple of neighbors wanted lodgings since we had boarded up our windows. I let them stay in the living room cautiously. That was the night that the zombies found enough reason to break in. I realized that they were attracted to noise. They could break into our house easily, but would not do so unless they knew that there was someone there. The people got bit and I woke up with a zombie right next to me. I fought it in hand to hand combat trying not to get grabbed, and not to get bit. My wife tossed me the gun and I blew its brains out, along with the two in the hallway.
"To my parents house" I yell at Laura. The door to the apartment isn't open, and I can hear zombies outside. I have Laura get the shotgun and I have my Glock. I open the door silently. There is a zombie 15 feet away from me with its back to me. I motion to Laura and we head the other way. The zombies are less dense than they normally are, but it is morning time. They don't really sleep in the mornings, but they seem slower. Probably the only reason I stayed alive.

Awake. My arm is injured, but I wait. silence is more important than my well being. I could die from a wound, but I would die if I made too much noise.

We make the 20 minute drive to my parents house. Not that many cars on the road, since the zombie attack happened so quickly, 2/3 of Kansas had died in the first day, we had heard when the radio towers and internet were still up. We made it to my parents house, and it seemed like they had a lookout, because they opened the garage door as we pulled near their second garage. They shut the garage door and used big sticks to beat off the zombie that had run in when it opened.

Awake. I look at the fan on the ceiling. Laura always liked having it on. It would be off for a long time. Of course it had been like that for the week that we spent here together after the zombies initial attack too. Amazing how at that time I had wanted things to go back like they were, but now I just wish she was here in the apartment with me. We didn't stay with my parents long, because they were almost out of food...

We went on the road and kept having to siphon gas out of other cars. Since there were so many dead, it was easy to find enough. I would say that 75% of the people were alive now. It kept getting more and more rare to see people. A sign on the side of the road "Zombie outlet store- get your zombie survival help here!" We decided to stop, because honestly, we could use a bit of help. The store was filled with people that seemed to band together to make a strong group. They had taken a few hardware stores and grocery stores and thrown everything together into one huge hangar. They said that they would help us for a small fee. I honestly don't remember the fee, but I do remember that the store was so big that they told us to make sure that we had a way to fight off the zombies that were in it. They said that they lose like 20 customers a day, even with the sweeper, a noise making machine that would kill anything that got too close to it. Maybe they didn't charge us, now that I think about it. Maybe they had found this place and wanted to help people without. They told us that they would be overrun in a few days. More and more of them had been coming at night and they didn't have any more ammo. They were using big hardware tools and some random swords that they had gotten. We left there after fixing the car and found out that they had done something to the car to make it quit on us about 50 miles away.

Awake. I hear a noise. The slow walk of zombie that hasn't found any food in a while. He would be dangerous if he heard one sound. I am going to stay here, lying in bed as long as I can. I will wait.

After the car quit, we all took our portions and were planning on leaving the state of Kansas. After a lot of debate we decided to go to Texas. We got another car and made it back to the city we live in. We should have driven around it, the amount of people infected was probably 99% in this city now. The density of zombies had gotten much higher. It seemed like there was almost no one left in the city. We all scattered. They hopefully regrouped.

Awake. I open my eyes. My last thoughts of how I got here. I told the group that if one of us was lost, that we should still make the group trip to Texas and come back with more resources. If the person could, he would wait in his own house (apartment for me), if not, he would go to the others house. We had an order to it and all. I am waiting in my apartment for them to return. It has been days since I moved. I had had enough food for a few weeks time, but I only had 3 days left. When you are starving your body doesn't tell you that it is hungry till you are about to die of hunger. I would need to wait here for as long as possible and need to be strong when I left. I decided to starve myself now and conserve energy until I was about to die. I would then plan on going to Texas. Even if they couldn't make it back, we had a place to meet. I looked up at the ceiling. Laying in bed without moving for days and days, hoping that I don't miss my opportunity to eat. Being here alone is so much worse than when I was here with Laura I thought the sound of the bones breaking as Zombies feasted on the neighbors in the hallway was bad, but when there are no neighbors left. That is when you start to realize that there is no hope left.


I woke up for real, amazed at the dream. I had doubled those dreams as dreams and then as memories in a dream, and I had woken up hundreds of times in my bed staring at the ceiling, not wanting to move to conserve energy. I had felt worse and worse and more like I was going to die until the very end. I am lying still from after the dream, haha, just like the dream. I think about trying to DEILD, but then my alarm goes off. I eat a bit of cereal and get dressed for work. I look over at the locked door. There is no sound out there, but this door had been thought about so much in my dream. I was a little afraid to go out and go to work.

Hey this dream was literally so short I'm not even going to type in color codes but I can remember being with some friends and becoming lucid while with them. I believe I began to fly around a bit too. But sadly I can't remember much after that.