non-lucid

This whole thing took place in one night, and the dreams were very vivid and realistic in senses. However, there was an extremely powerful - and somewhat surreal - emotional feeling throughout the dream. It changed with the setting, so it was kind of like a sixth sense. Throughout the dreams there was a sense of "we". Me and some other people. Sometimes they were friends, sometimes colleagues. They are described below, but they were never real people. Just "we".

If anyone sees any key markers throughout the dreams besides what I just described, I would love if you could point them out.




DREAM JOURNAL:
Someone did something entirely un-realistic like teleporting or just something that was absolutely not real (I can’t remember) and I didn’t even bat an eye but I became lucid because I realized I was in a blank white room. After remarking that it was a weird trigger, my dream faded, so I constructed another one in my mind and let it materialize. I lost consciousness.

We were doing something like an important business meeting in a city when we (me and my friends) got into a bomber. We were flying over the desert when we decided to bomb an uninhabited part. There was a huge explosion and a mushroom cloud of dust.

We were going through the desert and stopped at a strip mall. Suddenly it was late afternoon and we now owned all the shops. We for some stupid reason decided to each buy one and rename it something stupid like “fizzy soda” for the soda shop. I think we were also stranded out there. No customers came, not even one. Eventually there was some kind of scuffle over leaving in a car and I think I got shot. There was also some weird video of a guy who went to that strip mall to train in boxing.

Me and like 11 other people were in a huge last-man-standing brawl. Eventually it was only me, my brother, and a girl left. He went after me but the girl helped me and we threw him out of the ring, eliminating him. The next round would be me vs. her. I was getting really pumped up but the dream faded.

This dream is kind of foggy. We were in a city and there was some Joker-like guy locked in a cell in a skyscraper. He somehow managed to store bombs and weapons behind a brick on the OUTSIDE wall of the building. He got there by climbing out of his window and hanging by one arm while pulling out the brick with another. We were convinced he was going to do something disastrous with these weapons but despite our efforts he was declared innocent. The dream faded.

I in a room with my friend when he just randomely tried to throw me on the ground. I did a judo flip but messed it up. It worked, but I just didn’t flip him. Instead, he slammed sideways onto the ground, and stopped the fall with his left arm, with which he was holding a cactus. When he hit the ground the cactus touched his eye. He said that, and I felt really bad about it because he couldn’t see very well out of that eye. Then I looked at it and the pupil expanded to cover his whole eye, before receding again. This process just repeated. I did numerous google searches to see if this was a serious condition but could find nothing.

I was in a jungle tribe that was “Muslim" but in reality they were actually Pagan. This is important because they had a close relationship with their god, who made frequent visits in the form of supernatural events. I was somewhat of a newcomer, as if I had joined them some time between 1-3 years ago, but not so new that I didn’t know about their religion/how to get around their settlement. This takes place in kind of a rainforest, but with less undergrowth and not very many bugs/birds/tropical animals. Just the trees mostly. The terrain was pretty flat, but criss-crossed with rivers and steep banks. Kind of like the Amazon rainforest, at least in terrain. My friend who hit his eye with a cactus was also there. I was with an old lady at the chapel (who was “my mother” but I think she was actually just letting me stay in her house and thats what they called it). The chapel was outside, but dark, because it was surrounded by large jungle trees. There were wooden benches on the ground and a shrine in the front. I was looking at my friend’s eye but still couldn’t think of what to do. He left. Me and my “mother” prayed at the altar and started to put away the benches (as was the custom when leaving if no one else was there). I decided I would help her stack some firewood and then I would go back and finish putting away the benches. As we were stacking firewood inside a large rock structure (about the size of several buses) a girl walked up, who was apparently my friend. Suddenly, in the direction of the chapel, I heard a sound far more bone-chilling then anything I’ve heard in real life. It was an extremely deep, gutteral sound, almost a growl. But it was so loud it echoed throughout the forest. It also carried a very heavy feeling with it. At the same time a cloud rolled over the chapel and engulfed it. I trembled, and decided that I would not be going back there to finish putting away the benches. The girl remarcked “The closest I have ever heard that was across the river” and she pointed in the direction she was talking about.

My dream reminded me of the book The Odyssey so that is what I am calling it. If you don't know the plot of The Odyssey don't worry about it; it has no significance in the dream.

The setting of this dream was medieval/wild west/modern. People wore medieval armor and carried swords, but they usually also had guns like winchesters, revolvers, etc. Besides that, things were modern. There were phones, trains, cars, etc.

I was an older brother, and my younger brother had sworn an oath against me or something. He might have been a step-brother or something. It was not a love-hate relationship though, it was a hate-hate-hate relationship. He used anything he could to ruin things for me. He would lie, cheat, steal and manipulate his way into ruining my day and taking my things.

Fast forward awhile, until we were both well into our twenties and living on our own (I think we were kids before, or younger adults). I was doing pretty well for myself. This part is really hazy, but I knew he did something really bad.

Fast forward another 20 years or so. I had grey hair now, and I was doing very well. I had a wife and kids, and a very nice house. My brother hadn't done anything for a long time. One day, him and a bunch of scary looking wild west type people showed up at my house and evicted me. They had legal leverage as well as force, and they would probably kill me if I refused. So they smashed my house, and kicked me out (my family didn't play a big part in the dream, I only saw them like twice). He wanted the house, and he wanted to ruin my livelihood, but he also had some kind of scheme for himself and for some reason a key part of it was me going into "foreclosure".

I moved to some island. It was about the size of an estate. I could build a nice grand house, a dock, and I could have a nice life going in no time. There was also a WWII tank on the island for some reason. It was fully functional except for the gun, which was malfunctioning. Suddenly I realized there was a modern tank next to me (I was in the old one). A voice came out of it, "Hey, I just want to talk". It was my brother. He said, "You see, foreclosure means you can't own any property, so unfortunately I can't let you live here". I was already enraged at the fact that he would even show his face near me, but when he said this I came close to attacking him. Until I realized he had a modern tank (with the gun functioning) and a band of really scary looking 1800s dudes with guns.

So I left, and went to some family gathering on my wife's side of the family. There, I realized, was my salvation. I gathered up willing members of her family, and my friend, who had his own posse of people. We got our weapons and prepared to take back what was mine.

It turned into a massive horse-back wild west gunfight, but everyone had armor. Somehow I lost my horse and as I was running over a bridge I saw one of my guys bleeding out on the ground. I splashed some water on the wound, which apparently made it better, and continued. I eventually reached my brother's hide-out. He only had one goon left, but that guy had a dagger and was about to kill two of my guys. I ran up and hit him in the head with an axe I was holding. Then, I saw my brother, and all his servants. Some of them had wronged me, but the worst of them were traitors who I had trusted. They were just sneering. For some reason there were also people who were not involved in the conflict. They were just bystanders, but they were in the group of people that I was fighting. I charged, swinging my axe left and right until there was only my brother left (and the bystanders, of course.... strangely, they didn't seem to care that there was a bloody battle going on right in front of them). For some reason I randomly forgave him, and decided that instead of killing him I would just banish him from my life forever.

I was in some building in the tropics, I'm not really sure why or what was in it but I know we angered the (very dangerous) people inside and were trying to escape. At this point I wasn't really the leader, just a part of this small squad we were in. I opened the door to leave the building and these guys jumped out of the bushes with machine guns. My squad opened fire and somehow managed to get out, but I didn't react fast enough so I got driven back into the building. Unfortunately I didn't have a gun, but I did have a couch cushion that could stop bullets. However, eventually they cornered me and I gave up. I said
"Theres no way I'm going to win just make it quick and shoot me in the head".
Then I started shaking all over because I was legitimately scared of dying. He raised his gun. I turned towards him and shouted,
"FUCK THIS SHIT I'M NOT DYING LIKE A BITCH".
While I was saying that he started laughing and quickly unloaded 5 bullets into my chest, but I stumbled towards him, knocked him over, and ripped off the front half of his head with my teeth. At the same time my squad came back and took out the other guys.
I'm not sure what happened between there and the next part but this squad was now a platoon, and we were on the beach doing something military. Or maybe we were stranded. I don't know, because this part was a bit fuzzy. I was also the leader of the platoon. For some reason a guy went psycho and turned most of the platoon against me; it was kind of like Lord Of The Flies. Only this time, I shot him and they were all somehow freed from his spell. I had called in backup from the U.S. Navy awhile back, and when I saw a few ships in the distance I thought it was them. Until they started bombarding the beach. It was the Danish Navy and for some reason they wanted to kill us. What they didn't know was that we also had several ships with very high firepower. I think it was like 2 destroyers, a submarine, and some other stuff. Anyways, we boarded our ships and began to leave the bay we were in (we were headed for the Danish fleet). Then we realized it was not the Danish fleet that was bombarding us but a castle they had built on a small island. They had artillery on the ramparts. We went to the island and were working out ways to breach the wall when I woke up.

I had a dream where I was in some sort of event that involved fitting through extremely and increasingly small spaces. I just remember I would pass through one of these spaces and it would sometimes scrape my skin, and sometimes I could somehow make myself smaller and pass through easily. Eventually I reached the final "doorway". There was a small hole in the wall smaller than a dime. A girl walked up to it, put her eye to it, and got sucked through. I was a little bit apprehensive about doing it at this point. It may sound silly, but have you ever actually been confronted with a situation where you have to squeeze your body through a dime-sized hole? It was intimidating. Anyways, I put my eye to the hole and my body and vision started twisting and swirling as I went through the hole. At that point the dream ended. It was extremely weird though because my vision got distorted the same way my eyes got swirled, and I actually felt my body but it was all swirly. I felt my swirly body.

I was at my brother's college and a girl started telling me about this movie. She told me it started with a shot of billions of crabs on the sea floor but there is no water, just sand. However, you can't see the sand because there is just a carpet of crabs for as far as you can see and the view is flying over them really fast, but there is no visible end to the crabs. At this point in the dream I was actually in the setting and she was no longer narrating; I had left the college dream behind and now was in the movie part. Apparently for some reason, I think something about gods being angry or whatever, there was a giant wave coming that would hit us in a week. When I say "we" it was just basically a lot of people by the ocean. I got the idea that it was everyone in the world.. but there were only like a thousand or so people. That part was kind of disregarded. So everyone was building this huge warehouse thing that was meant to withstand the wave. The king and the royal family believed it was a stupid idea for some reason and refused to partake, declaring that they would stay in their castle. The girl who was telling me about this at the college was now my wife for some reason and she had a british accent. At the same time however, I was supposed to marry the princess or something, who was also a DC from The Moon dream. In that dream I had to marry her (she was like the princess of the fire nation, not azula though) but she was completely crazy in a violent way and I wanted nothing to do with it. So apparently she carried over to this dream, and she tried to do something insane like kill me or my friends, or some other psychotic thing. I tried to punch her in the face but she started flailing around randomly, somehow missing every one of my punches, elbows, kicks, etc. Since I couldn't hit her, I just left. We had built about half of the warehouse by now, and there was a giant gold statue where the center would be that was apparently supposed to hold up the roof. I remember remarking on how it was a "colossus" or something. The dream ended after that.

After the fire-benders had taken over the world (I was zuko) I was angry at them, and announcing that I'd had enough of humanity and I was going to go rule the moon, I flew into the sky by shooting fire out of my feet. When I reached the moon, it was not actually the moon, but a colossal mass of house-sized asteroids averaging about 100 yards apart. One of them had an abandoned medieval tavern on it. There were no signs but I knew it was medieval based on the architecture. I found a single bottle of sake there. I went to another asteroid and found that there was a giant bag of candy sticking out of the side, but it was actually a candy shop. I ate some candy, and went to the top of the asteroid. There was a table with two people sitting at it. I was now "lucid dreaming", even though I really wasn't. I was unconscious but my dream self was allegedly "lucid dreaming". I started talking to these two people and it freaked me out that they were dream characters and I couldn't comprehend how they could be figments of my imagination, they seemed so real. So I asked if they were real people and they told me yes, they were real people somewhere. I recall one of them told me to do a reality check or something, so I was going to break my finger but he said that would hurt a lot because the dream was so vivid. And sure enough, it was extremely vivid. So he picked up a plate off the table and told me to throw it. I said "it will just keep going, it won't fall" probably because we were in space, but he told me that it would. I denied that, threw it, and it fell. Then he explained something about how that was how you could tell it was a dream. I asked if I would see him in real life after I woke up and he told me that we didn't know each other in real life, but we would meet again at "the core" after "everything collapses" (or maybe it was after "the universe collapses" but I'm not sure). I am not necessarily a believer in the dream plane or any of that spiritual stuff but I think it is possible. After all, they seemed EXCEPTIONALLY lucid and real for DCs.