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    1. I was Captured!

      by , 01-30-2016 at 10:48 PM
      This was a very short but frightening Dream....
      When my Dream started I had woken up (In my Dream) in a large cage made up of what looked like bamboo and rope. I wasn't hand cuffed or tied to anything. I was really scared and didn't know what to do, It looked like it was getting really dark outside and i heard a bunch of people arguing and screaming at each other. They were speaking a language I could not recognize. I wanted to scream for help to see if anyone would help me but I would probably grab the attention of my attacker.
      All around me were other large bamboo cages, I was surrounded by what looked like a Jungle. I looked closely at the other cages and noticed that every other cage had a man/women from the U.S. Navy/marine corps. They were all tied to the sides of the cages except me, I didn't understand what was going on and tried to get their attention but they all looked dead or unconscious.
      A few Minutes after walking back in fourth in the cage panicking I finally woke up from my Phone Alarm.
    2. 1/30/16 - Shootings, Basketball, and Call of Duty (2016 Lucid #13)

      by , 01-30-2016 at 10:40 PM
      Well, the competition's over, so I haven't been 100% focused on lucidity. But sleeping in on the weekend does have its benefits, so I had a short lucid. Not really much to report, but since I'm trying to post all my lucids for 2016 (#12 was incredibly short, and I forgot most of it), here it is, with a few neat non-lucids afterwards.

      I’m walking into the library at my college when I get an alert on my phone. There’s apparently an active shooter on the other side of campus, and the president of the university was shot and killed. I look around and watch the rest of the students around me get the same alert on their phones. Most of them are incredibly shocked to hear the news, and one girl starts crying. This can’t be happening. I slowly realize that shootings have (unfortunately) been a dream sign lately, so I pinch my nose really hard and hope for the best. I’m relieved to find I can breathe through it - I’m dreaming. I run down the hallway and yell to everyone, “It’s okay, he’s not actually dead! This is just a dream!” I really don’t know why I’m doing this, but it makes me wake up.

      Woke up about 10 minutes before my WBTB alarm, so I disabled it so it wouldn’t turn on later, and then immediately went back to sleep (I already had one lucid, so why put in the extra effort to have another? ). I’m now back at my high school in the gymnasium. They’ve remodelled a bit, with the most obvious difference being a giant scoreboard suspended over center-court. The main basketball coach sees me and asks me to keep the scorebook for the game (I used to do all the scorebooks for the basketball games - my brother was on the team, so I had to attend, but I didn’t have many friends at the games, so it gave me something to do at least). I don’t really want to, but I don’t really have anything else to do so I oblige. I walk over to the court-side table, where my old history teacher and varsity football coach is controlling the score clock.

      Everything starts malfunctioning pretty quickly. First, the overhead scoreboard stops working, and someone mentions that it’s come unwired and could fall at any minute. This of course doesn’t delay the game (that would make too much sense), so they keep playing. As soon as the first tipoff happens, we realize that there’s still a ton of carts full of basketballs on the court, right under the basket. So they stop the game and move the carts, and continue where they left off. Next the scoreclock keeps messing up, not stopping when we want it to and changing time randomly. The ref is getting visibly mad, so we stop the game to try and fix it. Meanwhile, the scorebook keeper from the other team hands me her book to copy over the team lineup and other stats. While I’m doing this, my history teacher starts asking how my brother’s doing. It makes it really hard to concentrate, and I start making mistakes in my writing. It’s really difficult, almost as if all the numbers are moving all over the page and constantly changing…

      After the game ends, I’m outside. I somehow am now in a first-person shooter game like Call of Duty. I’m on the run from the Secret Service, who show up in black suits and start shooting at me. I take cover behind a few cars and manage to escape the property and get across the street. They continue to shoot, but I pull out a few guns of my own and fire back. I quickly get surrounded, but I manage to shoot my way out and to safety. I use a lot of ammo, however, and I realize I might soon run out. Meanwhile, one of my “friends” (IRL, it was Ryan Higa of YouTube fame) runs from around the corner and tosses me another gun - this one fires a shotgun-like burst of lasers. Awesome. I start firing some more and manage to thin out more of their ranks.

      This intense firefight continues for a bit longer, until I hear one of them start yelling to stop. Their entire side stops firing, and I do the same. There’s a long, almost comedic silence, as a school bus slowly drives across the street between me and the bad guys. Over the roar of the bus, I hear someone on the other side shouting “I knew it was a bad idea to pick a fight in a school zone!” I take advantage of this lull in the action and toss a grenade under the bus, so it rolls across the road to the bad guys on the other side. As soon as the bus drives off, it explodes, sending the rest of the bad guys flying in every direction. I’m about to walk away into the parking lot behind me, when I see a car hurtling towards me, swerving back and forth. It’s heading straight for me, so I do an epic slow motion jump over it.

      My hand slaps onto the trunk somehow, and I’m instantly stuck to it, with an almost Spiderman-like grip. The car keeps driving, now quickly picking up speed. I lean over and manage to pick the lock to the trunk and climb inside, closing the trunk behind me. I hear over the intercom that Ryan’s been kidnapped, and he’s in the back seat of the car I’m in. He’s apparently incredibly scared, and his heart rate is through the roof, so the mysterious voice over the intercom tells me I need to calm him down. Words now appear in front of me, like it’s the screen of a video game. I’m supposed to sing them out loud to calm him down.

      “Whatever happened to predictability…”
      My God, is this the Full House theme song?
      “Quieter! You’re gonna blow your cover!”
      *sigh* ”The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV…”
      I feel incredibly ridiculous, but an indicator on the “screen” is showing that his heart rate is going down, so I’m doing it right. Unfortunately, I wake up before I can get to the chorus…

      Updated 01-30-2016 at 11:11 PM by 63804

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    3. DJ#69: Party Haze

      by , 01-30-2016 at 07:39 PM (BlairBros' Adventures)
      30/01/16
      Didn't really remember anything last night, had an 18th birthday party sooo yeah
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    4. Night of 1/29/16 GTA

      by , 01-30-2016 at 07:08 PM
      This dream felt like it lasted several hours so I was in a deep deep dream. Anyway to start off, my nephew and I were playing grand theft auto and sometimes it was split screen, other times it wasn't but it got to the point where we were both actually inside the game like VR Sword art online style. We stole cars, broke into houses, flew helicopters, did missions, killed each other and re spawned and did it all over again. I sort of knew I was dreaming I just didn't want to alter what was going on because it was really fun as it was. We "woke up" into another GTA style game but it looked way more realistic like real life and I hurried outside and found a Ferrari and drove off. We were in California because I remember speeding down the golden gate bridge but what I was most focused on was trying to put the car into gear as it was manual and I have never driven manual but it ended up working out. Night time came and we were by this river, it wasn't flowing a certain direction it was just there and we decided for some reason we were going to kill ourselves (we could re-spawn like I said before) and he jumped in first and I just stood there and watched him drown, when he died a fire like essence that was rainbow colored started to flow out of his side like a flame thrower type thing and I jumped in and I layed on my back underwater looking up at the beautiful nights sky while drowning. I was slowly dying but it was a very happy death. At that point I reminded myself that I was dreaming so I forced myself to wake up but i woke up in a different house, in a dark room and I walked toward the door and when I opened it, I woke up in the real world... sometimes I just wish I could stay in my dreams forever...
    5. Someone else's memory

      by , 01-30-2016 at 05:05 PM
      Ok, this was definitely someone else's dream. I was in this weird cafe, and the woman that worked there was talking with me in the back when a little bell rang that sent her running to the the street to catch someone that didn't pay for the food. This happened several times in the dream. Then this family came in, all dressed in what looked like 90's raver clothes. They looked stupid, one kid had on a a blue shirt, with a blue towel sewed together to look like a kilt, with a black dog collar and face paint, like one of those insane clown possie people, i made fun of him and said that I like his outfit and laughed, he said thanks, but don't hate...I said If you want to dress like a clown, you're going to get laughed at because that's what clowns are for. The mother looked equally as dumb, as well as the kid's little sister, it looked like a tornado had dressed them at a yard sale. Anyway, I kept asking the woman, who apparently I was dating, who the hell they were and what were they doing there, and she said "bringing her some tops" and I laughed out loud. Then the woman said that the family likes to go for walks, and If I went on walks with her, then she wouldn't hang around them. The whole thing was weird and awkward, and then they left and got into a van, which now I was in the passenger seat of the van with this circus family wondering where the hell they were taking me. ( I think I took too much melatonin, this is what happens when you play with melatonin...you wind up in a raggedy van with juggalos) Then I was in a cafeteria sitting with strangers while they ate, I didn't recognize anyone, but thought I recognized this Asian girl walking down the street. Everyone in the cafeteria told me not to talk to her because she was crazy and would cut my throat?? I looked at them, and asked HOW DO YOU KNOW? It felt like I was looking for someone to go to a movie with? ( Like I said, this is melatonin) It really felt like someone elses dream, all of the dream characters were not recognized by me, and there were at least 30 people.

      The last dream took place on a beach, where the ocean was so far out during low tide, that me and a crew of about 10 went out digging up clams and oysters. The ocean floor was so fouled, it looked horrible. We were digging up oysters and putting them in buckets. I warned everyone to keep an eye on the ocean that not to let it get above their ankles because the sharks were bad. I didn't pay attention and the ocean all of a sudden was up to my waist, I told everyone to get back to shore as fast as we could. On the way back, I saw the eyes and teeth of a shark in the wave beside me, and punched at it and it went away. It felt like a mile back to the shore but we made it back, and then woke up.

      Updated 01-30-2016 at 06:35 PM by 89588

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      non-lucid , nightmare
    6. Stormy night; Remodel

      by
      gab
      , 01-30-2016 at 01:23 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      This from day before yesterday.

      DR 1:

      I'm in a hangar sized room in even bigger building. I work at this factory. I'm some kind of a manager and my boss tells me to find a quiet place for our department meetings.

      Place looks kinda empty, only bunch of cardboard and wooden boxes.

      I find a place in the large room that looks like a mess hall. Thats where I keep my bicykle too.

      It's time to go home. It's dark outside and big storm had kicked up. Very windy, I can hear it blowing. It's raining. I decide not to ride my bike home but to call a cab. I do that. Cab takes me like half way. From there I'm walking. Now one of my friends is walking with me. We are passing an old building that looks like renovated castle or something very old.

      DR 2:

      I am walking through some mountain passage. A nurse is sitcking a thermometer into my mouth to take my temp. I fight her but she says something and I have to comply. Not liking it.

      DR 3:
      My work is getting remodeled. (it is in WL). I'm looking at the front sliding doors and they are all new and working properly. There is also a sliding screen door and I laugh and wonder how the heck is this going to work.
      Tags: work
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      non-lucid
    7. Enemy?

      by
      gab
      , 01-30-2016 at 12:57 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      1.30.16

      Last night bed at 11:30pm - 3:30am. Had a day off but working my second job.

      I am with another person in a long room on the second story. I'm looking down at a structure to my left.

      It's a structure with 3 buildings that is built into the side of a mountain. Mountain on the top is flat and it's an airport and these 3 buildings are hotels. They are build very crudely, just bare huge building blocks. They each have a name on the top.

      I am thinking if the airport is secure from attacs and if it is, if these hotels are vulnerable. If someone would attack the airport, they would probably start at these hotels.

      Across the place where I am at, I'm looking at a column of people coming from left. They are all man, dressed in drab, with some kind of a military type of a rain poncho on them. They all have weapons and a mask on their face. I'm looking at this huge muscular black dude and his facemask is makeshift piece of military green cardboard covering his mouth and nose, leaving his eyes free.

      They are walking slowly and nonthreteningly, but they seem manacing to me. They just don't want to panick us.

      Two of them come up to the room. Me and my friends are laying down away from the window, our automatic weapons next to us. I'm thinking we made a mistake and shoud have hid them. They are not saying anything, but I know we are in danger. I mouth to my friend to look at the banner they put up. It has swastika on it and some writing. Now I know for sure they are not on our side.

      We find a box with some old weapon and my friend wants to toss it. I look at it and the sniper rifle in it is kinda of warped for being old, but I say we keep it. Caliber is etched in the weapon. It reads .38.
      Tags: fighter, weapons
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      non-lucid
    8. 2016-01-30 LD#170 another teleport attempt, beautiful fish pond, scary nightmare

      by , 01-30-2016 at 11:44 AM
      poor sleep, frequent wakings
      bedtime around 10:30pm
      phase 1
      ~ 04:00

      + reaching into a mass of cob webs strung over a chair, putting (taking?) something from underneath where there is apparently a freaky dead gnome zombie/skeleton

      phase 2

      + My wife wants to do a prayer at a holy place in a grocery store, and I'm stuck unable to speak and can only desperately point at a black woman (ghost?) who comes up behind her of whom I'm terrified

      + Driving around suburban neighborhood, see a group of kids and some adults returning home

      + A baseball player makes the final catch in a neighborhood ball park to win the championship

      phase 3

      + In an office building, there's a guy trying to write (love?) notes (written in nonsense) to my wife, "sssh" my wife says, here comes the cleaning woman," she looks really weird, she's here to clean up the Christmas presents.

      + LD#170: I get pulled up into a building where I get lucid, reject caveman mode, and try to teleport, resulting in a FA.
      I'm outside some tall abstract building, it's dark. I try to fly up but can't. I see a part of the surface of the building has a circular hole that you can grab, I grab it and it the whole thing moves up, I think this must mean I will go up, too. For a second or two I do not move, then I'm drawn upwards. It sort of tosses me onto the lobby of one of the floors high in the building and I slowly float to the ground. "I'm dreaming," I realize. There is a small cabinet on the opposite wall, is it a mailbox? What shall I do, something with girls? Nah, I'm not feeling the urge. Let's teleport to my favorite destination again! As I imagine the destination (I'm aiming for right in front of the fountain this time) the scene fades, and I get "woken" by a loud sound from my wife and loose lucidity into a false awakening (rest forgotten).

      + Tour of a small pond with lots of fish in shallow, clear water [dream sign], tour guide says "This is the home of Freddy the eel."
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    9. [30-01-2016]

      by , 01-30-2016 at 10:49 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      First dream

      It was dark evening. Moon was shining up in the sky, the church bell rang. With whole my family and my three pals we were going to church for a funeral. I was thinking who would want to have a funeral at dark, Saturday evening.

      Second dream

      I was in my home. I took my laptop and started browsing the web. Suddenly I found myself in some kind of temple. I wandered around it, and found an axe lying on the floor. I heard bell, and guards tried to fight with me one by one. The guard captain was the strongest foe. He parried all my strikes and when he found my weak spot, disarmed me. It was really irritating, I was scared that he would chop me to pieces, so I decided to use more power. I pointed my hand at the axe lying on the floor. It started to shake and flied in my hand, so I could continue fighting. I used this ability a few times, but then the axe landed behind captains legs. I tried to shoot a fireball at him, but it only gave me a strange feeling. I tried to retrieve my axe pointing at it again. It shaken, but then everything turned red. I found myself in my house, holding an axe in the air, trying to hit my sister. She told "It's ok, as long as you won't hit me for real." I swung the axe without hitting anything. Sister laughed and went away. Suddenly I felt great fear and an urge to run away. I sensed that my grandma is coming.

      Waking up, I realized that the strange feeling I get when trying to shoot a fireball was the same as getting lucid. I didn't realized that it was a dream though.
    10. #80: Wasting time

      by , 01-30-2016 at 09:11 AM
      Went to bed at perhaps 01:00 and woke up around 08:00.

      Wasting time
      It's daytime. I'm riding my messed up bicycle on a street somewhere in a neighbourhood. My mom is driving her car just behind me. From the opposite direction another car is approaching. It makes a strange maneuvre and blocks the way for my mom for a moment. I keep going. I come close to a flat and my cousin is calling out to me. I join him. I'm not sure what happened to my bike at this point. He tells me to be quiet because his ex-girlfriend is around here looking for him. We move around a bit and then I spot a girl I went out with twice. She has huge cleavage. I spot a girl I know from high school and there's a 3rd girl whom I can't remember. I think they are wearing badges of some sorts on their chest. They are with the ministry of foreign affairs and they're out here not doing anything important. I make a condescending remark about it, as if there's a bit of rivalry.

      Fragments
      » My friend has offered his macbook for sale. When I come over to check it out, the upper right corner is totally bent, like a Dali clock. When I make a remark about it, my friend is really casual about it, as if it's no big deal. I don't think I'm still willing to buy the laptop from him.

      » Something that had to do with Harvey from Suits
    11. Hissing Hands

      by , 01-30-2016 at 07:30 AM
      Morning of January 30, 2016. Saturday.



      This dream mostly involved a focus on “forcing” energy from my hands. Typically, the energies that flow from my hands in dreams where I heal people is a sort of blue lightning. In real life, I had discussed this with other posters on the dream journal website who had the same experiences. It was interesting that directing blue lightning from one’s hands is not that rare a dream event with certain dreamers.



      This dream does not feature the blue lightning but instead has a sort of “hissing” emerging from the palms of my hands. The force seems less automatic than with the blue lightning dreams; that is, I sort of mentally initiate the sound and implication. My wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I are present as we are now. My mother-in-law and Zsuzsanna’s youngest sister are also present. The setting is completely unknown. It seems to be an unfamiliar residence my mother-in-law lives in near a rural area. There seems to be a backstory of her having to move out soon. There are many small items everywhere in her house, including a miniature yellow rubber duck on her kitchen table.

      The situations where I mentally force my hands to “activate” certain inherent energies create a sound that is similar to that of a garden hose. Perhaps this is a play on rainfall due to a very intense period of thunder and lightning in reality here yesterday (which knocked our power out for several hours) - and it is interesting that lightning and rain go together and my blue lightning is replaced by the “sound of rain” (again, in a situation that does not involve healing). I do not seem as confident here as with previous dreams of various forms of energies from my hands and I do not seem to have a specific reason for doing it. Curiously, my mother-in-law and her youngest daughter do not act aggressively and obsessively as they do in real life. The energies that flow upward from the palms of my hands seem like small and long transparent cylinders of very pale silver light, almost like a “raining upwards” effect but no feeling of wetness or impression of water. These scenes take place outside at night (or just before dawn) in a rural park-like area.


      Tags: hands, hissing
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      non-lucid
    12. [Lucid Dream] 3 ToTM Tasks, 1 ToTY Failed? Task, and Dreamwalking Attempts

      by , 01-30-2016 at 06:32 AM (The Lost Sanctuary)

      T.O.T.M. (Task of the Month), T.O.T.Y. (Task of the Year) Dragon, AND Shared Dreaming Attempts

      ~ Dream #1 ~
      100% Lucidity

      Approximate Real Life Time: Around 10 minutes
      Approximate Dream Time: About half an hour

      Backstory: So, I guess I am back! Woo-hoo! Same Dream Journal Template as usual... let's start!

      Story: I am in the void... I feel the emptiness... I stress my hands, but instead they were mechanical sharp pointy needles... It looked very awesome, and I decided to complete the ToTM and ToTY tasks. I started off with the basic task, and I created a few books. I wasn't able to read out what the first book's title said. The second book scored the goal. The book's title was "Economics", and it had a red cover with oldish, light brown paper inside. I skimmed through the book of random text. There was nothing useful. Afterwords, I created a paradise with floating islands, green vegetation, and waterfalls. The sky was still dark, and I decided to make it better and added an atmosphere to my little paradise. The sky is now light blue. After I decided that it wasn't enough, I added a sunset to my small paradise. Now my little world looks way better. I decided to summon a DC. POOF! They appeared, and I changed their gravity and they started floating upward. I started giggling as they were so confused, and started saying, "WHAT IS GOING ON?". Soon, I guess I have forgotten about the DC, and they were gone. ToTY Time! I told myself. I flew up really high above my floating islands, and I created a huge island with many houses and people. I summoned a dragon (I thought we were supposed to summon the creatures, but I guess I am wrong) and a dark mist formed in the middle of the air. A dragon appeared, and it flew directly for the village, and burnt it into smithereens. The houses were made of wood, so they burnt really fast. I patted my hands, and my job was done. Later, I drop down to the ground and I move to the right side of the islands. I wanted to start my shared dreaming journey.

      I decided to use doors to enter other people's dreams.
      I decided to go to gab's dreams first. I open the door, and a wormhole speed area appeared around me.

      [SLEEPY SO I WILL FINISH THIS TOMORROW]

      [THIS IS WRITTEN AROUND 1/15 ~ 1/17? I don't want to finish plus I forgot]

      Updated 01-30-2016 at 06:36 AM by 69246

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      lucid , task of the month , task of the year
    13. 1/26/16: More Fallout and a Mexican Dude (Semi-Epic)

      by , 01-30-2016 at 04:28 AM
      [Notes]:
      - Yet another Fallout dream... probably withdrawal symptoms
      - Also during finals week.

      ALL NON-LUCID
      [Enter dream]:
      I'm stealthing on this BOS encampment in the middle of the city. I try fighting them and do well for a little bit, but it doesn't last. Soon, this Legendary Knight-Sergeant completely wrecks me as I see a kitted-out Vertibird (with red flames and racing stripes) flying in the distance.

      I run away, and I find this Mexican guy. We're at a ramp. I recognize the muffler shop down below and realize I get an achievement if I slide down the ramp into a spot, so I do it. I'm hangin out with this dude in the shop, when suddenly this strange creature runs up to me. It's like a synth dog with a human skull on one of its appendages. It furiously asks me to wear the skull and go take out the BOS.... and I say no, because that's a ridiculous idea. Then, it/she kinda forces me to...

      [The dream dissolves...]
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      non-lucid , side notes
    14. 1/25/16: Fallout and Weed (Not in a Good Way) (Epic)

      by , 01-30-2016 at 04:22 AM
      [Notes]:
      - This was during finals week... surprised I dreamed at all.
      - No WBTB or anything.

      ALL NON-LUCID

      [Enter dream]
      I'm at this grocery store, and there's these cherries that are candied and dried. I realized I really wanted them, then S tells me that they're five dollars, like it's a really big deal. Then I look around that area and find the price tag on this basket, and they were like 4.50 or something. I bought some.

      Fallout-ish. I'm standing outside, looking for S. Apparently we were going to go do something together, but she wasn't here. I call her up, and she doesn't pick up. Instead, this gravely guy does, and gives me threats and demands me to stay away. I'm looking around, then I get hit with this green lazer out of the corner of my eye. I then follow the light, behind the shed and off into a field. I never found this light-guy. There, I stealth until I get really close to this guy holding a satellite dish and a pistol. It's the gravely phone-dude. I take him out, smacking him in the forearm, etc. Then go to this military base off in front of me, and there's this shed/cargo container where they're keeping her. I sneak in, and find her strapped up to this strange machine. The other soldiers are fine with it, until ones in the distance see me. They start shooting. Guy with an rpg. I get out and start collecting their weapons, which have really boring names, like "tuned" and "unknown 1", and they're practically all the same model.

      Mini-nightmare, dripping concrete.

      "Going out" with N.... yeah. It was just on the way to the theater with S. She saw me... yeah. Awkward and strange.

      SP was trying to make everyone smoke weed. We were at my house, and there were tons of other students. There were these little shanty storefronts everywhere. I'm hangin with J, and SP comes up to us with a cigar box and opens it up. It's full of blunts. He asks us if we wanna smoke one. I say "no, dude." Josh continues to talk with him though, and eventually he decides to do it. I lose faith in him, "don't do it!" He goes anyway down to the creek with SP. I wander around for a bit. I'm on my sofa, with JH and a few other people I don't really know. Then, SP comes over and gives JH a bong with a bunch of M&M/skittles. There's no weed in it or anything, but the kids keep passing it around... I don't take it. I'm in the front yard. J comes back with SP, and they're both really screwed up. J reeks of weed, wearing his leather jacket, and then we're kinda on this city block place. He reeks so bad that when my dad tries to talk to him he gets giggly.

      [Dream dissolves...]
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , side notes
    15. Politics

      by , 01-30-2016 at 01:04 AM (My Dream Journal)
      I am in my Literacy classroom after a political event, cleaning up. I see Ted Cruz's daughters and think that if I clean up everything quick enough I will be able to talk with them.
      I am in the hallway at school, talking with a boy who says that he's seen Hillary Clinton at a political event. I tell him that I was probably there. I then try to explain what happened there, but I find that I don't remember it.
      I am in a pool with my sister and my dad. My dad then gets out to go to the bathroom, and I get mad at him because he doesn't flush the toilet.
      I am hiding with my cousin behind my parent's bed, holding a baseball bat. We are hiding from a group of people in eh house next door that are terrorists. Mom then comes in the house, but at first I don't realize it is her, because of course all I hear is footsteps. she finds me and my cousin. Pretty quickly, though, and asks us something about lucid dreaming and eos. For some reason she is a bit annoyed at us.
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      non-lucid