non-lucid

I'm standing on a sea or lake shore. All concrete, not a beach. Something is about to happen. Bad guys against good guys. A woman in long crimson dress jumps out of the helicopter to prevent being taken alive, or possible to sacrifice herself for others, to prevent the bad thing happening. I can't believe she jumped to her death, I know her and I like her.

There is suppose to be a nuclear explosion, so people are standing up on park tables to see over the trees. Someone is with me and I tell them not to worry, we will see it without standing up. It's gonna be huge. And sure enough, over the water to the left, a huge mushroom cloud is forming. White one, soon turning into orange. We move a bit to see it better between the trees.

There is a shockwave coming, full of dust, so I grab the other person's hand and we run to nearby building. Trying to open one glass door, but I know immediately it won't open, the handle is broken. But I yank one more time and it opens. The cloud is now right on top of us and I see an older woman looking in through the glass door disappointed that I just closed it. I think for a second, then open it and let her and others in. I stand in a door for a second, thinking that the cloud doesn't seem so dangerous, when i notice shimmering and sparkling particles in the air (like chaff from chaff grenade in a video game). I go back in.

I'm sitting in a chair in my new office. 2 other people are sitting there as well. One is someone I know, the other one, female, is an employee who worked there for a while. She tells me that in my chair used to sit one of the smartest people of the planet. I ask her "he must have told you the secret of life, why we are here, or what is this place?" She giggled and said yes. I went on asking, if this is for real, as in real life, or something else. She said "yeah, something else, we are in Limbo. I understood that as we are "neither here, nor there. We are in between."

Next thing I know, I'm entering a large, industrial elevator. Some people I know change their minds and get off, but I stay. We are going up, to 7. floor. I'm thinking in my mind "level up, go up". Thinking that I'm on a journey higher up spiritually. I hear a voice saying to all of us, that there maybe things up there we will not understand, but it's ok, just go with it. I get off the elevator, and everybody there has big muscles and they are flexing them. In a middle there is a fighting rink, people are chanting "ka-ra-te".

Somewhere during this time, I thought I understood the message and tried to "level up spiritually". I was thinking "go up, level up" and I started to feel strong head vibrations and a buzz of the transition. But then I felt the strong need to know where is my bed and where is the door to my place and that took me out of the transition. : (

Wow. 3 part dream last night. I fully woke up between then even used the restroom. Yet, the dream continued every time.

I have this recurring dream, in which I become aware of a presence in the house I'm in. Most of the time it's by door being held shut by an incredibly strong force, but I'm always able to open it. Or something else happens. It's always very scary.

So last night in a dream, I'm alone, asleep in my mom's bedroom. I see the door which is ajar, open a bit more, and the door handle to move back up a bit, as if it was let go by someone who pushed it down to open the door. I walk up but there is nobody. I'm scared, so I go downstairs to my aunts. As I knock on her door, I realize all I have on my is my tshirt and undies. I hear her husband giving her directions to not open the door if it's "that yellow guy from neighbors" and someone else. She finally lets me in and I ask her to sleep over until my parents return.
I woke up after part one, thought about the dream, then went back to sleep.

PART 2
I woke up from second part and I again thought about how weird it is that the dream continued. But when I got up in the morning, I couldn't remember the second part at all. I used the restroom and went back to sleep.

PART 3
I'm in a different house than in part one, but I recognize it as my parents house. By now, I am communicating with the presence. We must have started to communicate in the second part, which I don't remember. The lights start to dim and I ask the presence to keep them on until we decide to turn them off. He complies.

I think we start to talk when someone hears a sound. Asks what is that, and we hear a voice. Male voice is talking about not being happy about some trees being cut in the small forest across the street. We tell him we are sorry about that as well, but they dried out and died, so they had to be cut. He is satisfied with our answer.

I always walk into another room when I want to talk to him. I ask "Are you still here?" And a young male voice answers "yes. why do you keep asking, I'm only gonna be here for 15-20 more days." I'm a bit apprehensive about taking to him, because I'm not sure why is he there, what's his intent and if he is good or bad. His clear voice surprises me.

I wonder how will my dreams about this be from now on. Because now I'm kinda thinking that it's not a bad thing. It just is.

This was about a week ago. Very nice, long, detailed dream, with lots of background info in the dream.

I'm on a quiet street on a hill, in an old, established neighborhood with small houses and lots of trees and greens. Someone is suppose to be driving me to or from there, but there is a delay. I'm suddenly overcome with memories and realization, that the house I'm looking at, is the first house I have lived in after arriving to this country. I know the street name, I recognize the backyard with some small wooden platform serving as a patio. I recognize the tall trees around it. I know that the staircase leading from the front door is a curvy one, going down into the house. I don't want to visit the room I used to live in, because a ghost lives there. As I'm looking around, I'm remembering more and more details. After I wake up, I know this was all a false memory.

We go down the hill to the coast. Shore is a bit rocky, but there are a lot of people playing in the ocean. A small inflatable boat overturns and we wait for people to swim up, but they never show up. I'm scared to jump in the water, which is kinda choppy. But everybody stepped back, so I dive in. I want to swim under the water to the people under the overturned boat, but I surface and swim like that instead. I yell at a passing by canoe to stop and help, but they don't. I fully expect to just flip the boat upside down and see the people there in the air pocket. But my dream ends soon after I get a good feeling from saving them, but before I actually get to them. I know they are safe.

I just arrived to Iceland airport. On the global map, I feel like I'm between Europe and Greenland.

I have a bit of time before my plane leaves, so I ask around, how to get outside. I have seen some beautiful nature pictures on some brochures and I want to see that. I see people walking with luggage, so I follow them, while keep asking about getting outside. Suddenly we are out, when it turns out that the path to another airport gate leads through outdoors. I say "see, exactly like this outside". As I look around at fresh show on the ground. Everything is white and beautiful, as we walk on a path in show, with trees lining the pathway. It's sunny and beautiful.

I come to a wooden path over a small brook forming a small lake. I look at it and I'm overcome with joy. So incredibly happy, that I see beautiful nature just like in the brochure. Almost as happy as when I realize in a dream that I'm dreaming or flying.

Somewhere there I also find a gift shop.

Not much of a recall lately. Got me a new bottle of Galantamine, excited to make time and WILD soon.

This was maybe 4 days ago...

Apocalyptic world, people sick from some epidemic. I remember getting out to the street and telling others, we should have picked up some baseball bats and other weapons in the walmart we just walked through.

I somehow get to a one story house. I'm their "help". Nobody is there, only me and ozzy. I'm fetching some soda for him from the fridge, then he wants to have sex with me. Remind me of The Handmaids Tale I watched recently.

Was intense, kinda liked the feel of the dream.

So many dreams about Turkey. Here is another one.

I'm underground with some others. Going to a bridge. Come to a bridge base which is underground. I tell the other person, that some bridges allow you to climb and walk over the top of it, like the one in Sydney. This one had a steep incline and I was thinking we gonna slide off. But the surface was bumpy, and another person showed me how we are not going to slide down, when he slid down on purpose, but stopped by itself.

We got up and others were already waiting. A simple wooden door. I knew Istanbul is behind it. The door opened and it was raining. I had a feeling that it was some kind of a portal, because where we were standing, we were not in Turkey.

I asked others if any of them visited Istanbul before and few of them raised there hands. They agreed with me, how beautiful the city is, and I was happy I will be able to show the others, be their guide.

As we crossed the door, it was night. I was telling them that when we get to a city square, there were be a soldier in ceremonial dress and he is super nice and friendly.

There were other things we were going to look at.

2 night ago I had an awesome dream.

I was looking at some papers which I just finished writing on. I knew I was remote writing.

They were at least 3 distinct styles and types of writing.

One looked like a letter, with beautiful handwriting, small, slanted to the right letters. All uniform, same size, cursive.

Another one looked like a page from an encyclopedia. With serif typeface that was printed, rather than hand written. It was complete with images, and description of images.Topic was something about languages or grammar. I saw the name of a male author, which I didn't recognize.

Last one was a page with beautiful drawings I recognized as chinese style, but they were distinct. Golden and black inn color. It was maybe animals.


Last night:
I was with a group, on our last day of a trip to Azerbaijan. We were deciding if we want to stay at the resort, where I just discovered a spectacular looking beach. I was taking pictures of it with my iphone. Or, if we want to spend last day in the town to shop for souvenirs, and be closer to mode of transportation which will take us from there.

Went to bed kinda late last 2 days - around 10 pm. That's close to my sweet spot of 11pm, when I remember lots of dreams.

Remembered about 3-4 dreams both nights. Didn't write them down, only kept thinking about this one.

Long dream about running away from a mean german shepherd. Got bit, whole right thumb got torn up. Finally in safety, two try to touch it to examine it, but I wouldn't let them. Next guy comes around and it's hugh laurie, house. First I push his hand away, then I realize he is a doctor and l let him help.

I'm walking through some small stores. I kneel down to a box with old coins and start picking them up to take a closer look. My vision is a bit foggy, but i can tell these are not really coins, no matter how much I want them to be. just some medallions or commemorative tokens. An older lady starts going through it as well and crowds me out. I tell her piece of my mind.

I start feeling tension in the air as I'm walking towards the corner of a near building. People running. I know the occupation is starting. I think it's nazis, but the armored vehicle I see doesn't look german from WW2. I see the uniforms as I'm ducking in a doorway to get away through some back doors I'm hoping to find.

I see some civilian man walking inside. One is quite large. I know those are local collaborators, but to my surprise, they are quite gentle, as the big man pushes a woman towards the door with what I think it's croatian hajde.

Still sleeping about 8 hrs almost every night.

Had a short DILD 2-3 days ago. Just counted my fingers and realized. That's it, lol.

A WILD, I took 3x300 Alpha GPC at 2 am, woke up at 4:30 from a WILD. I saw myself walking between 2 parked trucks, or maybe tight store aisles. I realized I'm dreaming and I'm suddenly there. Later, I'm telling someone that I had a lucid.

Last night:

DREAM1

Like a video game. We have to get someplace. There are couple of possible paths we can take. All over water and some islands, and coral near the surface, so we could walk on it. Tropical waters in some places, cold, muddy, with ice on them in other. Was interesting.

DREAM2

Female leaves with her daughter to a new house. I stay behind with a man to finish packing. I leave in a truck, an 2 houses away from the old house, I feel the car shaking. First it's a long gentle wavy motion, getting stronger, then weaker and stronger again. It ends with 2 sharp jolts. I see a map of so cal in my mind, and I know this was the big one. 7.5. The woman returned and so did I.

Interesting dreams, kinda liked them.

Was dreaming all night. Sleeping about 8 hrs almost every day now, so exhausted from work.

Had a dream with one family I would rather forget about.

Awesome car chase at the end of another dream. It was a chevy, pretty powerful, fast. Insane car chase, we are driving (i'm in a front passenger seat) all over the place. On the steep bank of some kind of body of water. Coming down, rolling, catching on fire. That's when I switch to 3.person view. Our car is all flat with roof pushed in and on fire. But I know we are ok. My view gets back in a car and we continue.

I was also in foreign country. I want to say Israel, but it's just a feeling.

I know I had dreams last couple of days. Some were even intense, because during day I caught myself thinking that something happened. But I didn't know what. I wish I knew...

2 days ago, I think.

I'm in a house I recognize with people I know. (I lived here IWL by the beach.) I know I used to live there. It's a huge house, quite long.

I'm trying to take a shower. As I come to the shower, people are gathering. I realize they didn't tell me about some party. Shower is just a stall, inside the room, separated from it just by a curtain. At first I almost get in, then I change my mind because it feels awkward. I go to find another shower, but people are everywhere. I walk through many rooms. There are at least 2 more showers. One is suppose to be up the narrow, winding stairway and I realize I ahve never been in this part of the house, it's like a secret room. I do not go in there.

I decide to leave. Walking outside on the patio. Cemetery on my right hand side. I think to myself, dangit, i walked that far inside of the house, now I have a very long way back. And I never realized there is a cemetery near the house. I do my best not to look, since I don't like that place. But I see large, shiny slabs of white and black stones. Now below the patio, there are 2 graves. I try to look to the left how I could go around, but there is a fence and someone else's house.

I get a thought, that I should walk on those graves and get over my fear. This would be a good time to do that. But I also decide that not now, perhaps next time. Suddenly my path is clear and I can continue on. Either the graves are not there anymore, or they don't bother me since I decided I won't be scared, or a fence has changed it's shape and it's not blocking my path. I think it's a combination of all 3.

Waking up, I'm surprised and happy that my quest to conquer my fears continues even in my non-lucids.

THANK YOU!

Many of us are on yellow school buses, being evacuated. I'm helping to direct people onto buses. We stop, and decide we should send someone on a nearby hill which was blocking our view, to alert us if any danger is coming. Since we saw some "people" earlier, which I had a feeling were zombie like.

Before we get to the hill, I notice a huge storm like looking, very dark cloud, rolling in our direction. I zoom in and I see many small swirls and parts of the cloud how it's moving. We yell at everybody that we need to get on the buses again and move out.

The toxic cloud is already there, I see it as a fog, but don't feel any bad effects. I'm yelling at a driver to go faster, and he jokingly replies that if he could, he would.

We meander between many other vehicles, some of them moving slowly or already stalled in the traffic and abandoned. Lot's of people on foot. The yellow color of our buses is very prominent in my mind.

We get to some town and are between buildings. I hear a huge noise and right where we were suppose to go through, a building falls, hit by something. We go on foot, and more on the bus.