Lucid-schizo-dreamer

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am attending my guru's teachings and one afternoon session is cancelled due to some couple who objects something very strongly. I hear them saying something about cruelty and dead animals. I don't know what's going on, but what they say doesn't make sense. Next day we're back in and the guru makes us watch some footage of a horrible tv show (apparently) in which puppies are squashed on stage by big machines. I want to vomit with the horror and I don't understand what I am seeing. I cry but I keep watching, because ignoring it won't undo it. I understand that I must go beyond my suffering and make it about their suffering. Also, I must develop compassion for the sick bastards who're behind this "thing". That's not so easy.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am on an expedition in a remote place, looking for someone who got lost or something. Instead, I find a treasure: many ancient Buddha statues and Guru Rinpoche statues, filled with precious jewels and sacred substances, including a yellow powder, I've no idea what it is, but all my colleagues seem to desire it greedily.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At my home, I notice smoke on the hill in front of my house, my mom's by my side, I try not to worry her. But it doesn't take long and I see fire arising from the top of the hill. I'm worried, but I think of ways to keep our house safe, prepare the garden hose to fight the fire if it comes closer. But the worst case scenario happens: the fire is coming from all directions around us and soon we are surrounded and no way of escape. I feel strangely calm that there's nothing we can do about it...

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I go to the subway. A dog goes inside the subway station to and I talk to him. He is homeless and just wants to find a shelter to have some rest. I wish him all the best, totally fine about having had a conversation with a dog.
I buy a ticket, but instead of going to a normal train to somewhere, I get an entrance ticket to some kind of surreal game. in the underground tunnels, which now I realize are not the subway any more.
More people are joining the game. We enter an atrium where we find a kind of tomb of a king. From it arises a ghost and he tells us we're going to have to face the truths about this place and solve its mysteries, no matter how scary it may become. Then he disappears and we all go in different directions.
On my path I encounter what appears to be a madhouse full of demonic ghosts. I realize I have to go across them, so I remind myself they are not real and I pass through them as if they are fog. At the end of this path I receive revelations about the ins and outs of the world and the people and I am offered to experience all kinds of sensual delights, but I only feel disgust and sadness that others are so blind to the truth by it.