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Feels like a post apocalyptic future. I am at a small village and we're attacked by people from another town. Everyone is slaughtered, except me. I manage to escape and hide in a creek. I get rescued by a couple people who tell me to come with them to the next city or the attackers will eventually find me, as they are coming this way. I accept the help. They take me to their home and then ask me to stay hidden. Someone knocks on their door and it's the bad guys. So this town is where they actually come from. They suspect some villagers might have come here looking for refuge and they are goingdoor to door asking their citizens to cooperate denouncing any case they are aware off. But my new friends are good people and actually rescue refugees. They tell me their plan to integrate me in their community without being noticed, but it will be a slow and risky process.

I'm hiding in the pantry downstairs. I see the intruder through the door. The intruder open the door and I am pushed to the side. The intruder walks in to the kitchen again and I see that it is Hugh from class. They are pouring out honey in a big circular glass container. I to that later in the dream too.

I'm in a cellar. I'm being hunted and decide to hide in some kind of big container in a public bathroom. There comes a green slime monster and it jumps into the container and dissolves into some kind of hidious green mixture. My vision is changed to outside the container and I see the mixture is moving disgustingly. There comes a new creature in the bathroom. It is a large man without a shirt that looks brain dead. He jumps into the container and all his body contents are being pushed out from his behind until there is only a loose skin of him. His contents are not intestines as you would expect. It is diarrhea! I am inside this container but my vision is from above and I see the mixture blending with the green slime. My senses of disgust is almost making me puke and I feel horrible. But this is not the end. Monster after monster comes in and I have this afraid feeling at the same time I have this disgusted feeling. All the monsters jump in and dissolve into diarrhea and I am somehow counting how many things have jumped in and dissolved. I counted to ten. New fragment I am at a beach with Olivia, Stefan and Gabriel. We walk inside a big cabin and it is pouring rain outside. I look at the water and the big waves outside. Gabriel shows me some kind of cylinder device with many holes in the bottom. There are four clays with distinct coulors. Blue, yellow, red and green. Gabriel shows me how the clays start to rise from the holes and that I am like the red clay. The red clay is superior and rises over the other clays. He says that this is how the different clays impact on the greenhouse effect. I am proud over it and says that is the way I am (I did not think about it in the dream but there were four people in the room and four clays. Maybe each colour represented each one of us). Olivia changes the subject and we talk about going out swimming but I say it is too cold. I think in my head how warm it would have to be for me to go and swim. I start with 19 degrees celsius but end up at 25 degrees celsius.

Notes: I felt a bit stomach sick yesterday evening which may have resulted in the disgusting dream. When I woke up I was afraid to go to the bathroom because of the disgusting dream which makes it to a nightmare too. Yesterday I did some math and showed my family how we could have saved more than 1 million kr (113 000 USD) by only eating egg each day for the past 16 years. I told them it is nutritious, cheap and better for the environment than red meat. I am fighting for the environment and doesn't know why the dream me acted as if I didn't care.

I tell my family in the dining room that I am allergic to eggs but wonder if they will know I lie because I ate eggs last week.

Notes: That was weird. Why would I ever lie about that? I talked about my allergies with my friends four days ago when we ate at a restaurant.

I have accidentally married with someone I don't like in our bathroom at home. I think dad is there too. It is a double marriage because another pair is also there to marry. My newly wedded wife and I walk into my old room next to the eating room. We talk and my sense of despair disappears because she is not that bad. I walk into my mother's and father's room and there are some naked people in there and I become somewhat lucid. I feel on my face and wonder if this is a dream. I don't quite come there and the dream disappears.

Notes: In physics yesterday I wondered about how many of the girls in my class I would be okey marrying to. I didn't think anyone had the same life goals as I have and that almost none of them would enjoy 80 years with me. I thought about how our everyday life would look like and that my religion affects a lot.

I tried to WILD 03.25 (woke up naturally) and had some kind of weird experience. I had my thoughts and knew I existed. I wake up and remember a whole dream but I didn't remember falling asleep.

I dreamed about using the magic system I'm currently designing for my novels. I used it to hide it from people who I knew that had betrayed me (not sure what the context was). I teleported behind a stage curtain using my visualization and logical sequencing that I've been working on; I can't remember if there was an incantation or not. But there should be once I finish it.

I also flew. And I made windows in walls to escape from when they didn't previously exist. It was the night and very beautiful. At one point, when someone was trying to harm me, I used my magic and his hand went right through me. They were convinced that I was about to die, or possibly a ghost. It was super cool and pumped me up to keep working on it!

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Big buildings, a sense of being wanted and chased down. I see agents coming for me, run to a car and drive off. On the fringes of the city I meet some other fugitives, we head for a desert area, where people mine and have an independent life. They welcome us to their city. The whole place seems like a scenario from Dune, We decide to just stay hidden at the mines (working there), until we gather some money to then leave to even more far away. We know that agents infiltrate this city looking for fugitives and we can't risk it.

We owe taxes. A lady goes in our place to settle the debts for us and once all is paid, we finally go back home. (Not sure this dream was continuation of the other)

07-28-2017 -- Starts slowly. Driving around Orlando, trying to figure out how to get certain places. Taking what is probably to 408 to it's end over by UCF, but calling it one of the odd-numbered toll roads like the 417 or 429. Eventually somewhere more over near downtown, wandering around with Dale, and perhaps KPSB or Nick W. Maybe. Anyway, there is somebody that is somewhat punk-ish, but I still think or still hope is OK, and Dale ends up painting their picture, and does a remarkably decent job at it, so they don't destroy it or tear it up, but let him continue. Meanwhile, a cat gets its head stuck under a rock, and four or five other cats and kittens help to move the rock enough to free it and save it. Cool.

Meanwhile, there are a couple of girls, seemingly somewhat homeless or something, possibly with several kinds of various ages that they are trying to care for, and I am helping them put some groceries in a fridge, while a couple of older ladies come by who seem to be trying to help them out a bit. They seem to be trying to provide significant help, because they have bought 5 or 6 prepaid trac-phones for the girls to use, which seems like a fairly good investment for a couple of girls who they've just run into on the streets. Problem is, the girls seem to be involved with the punk and his friends, who are also punks, and who no longer have anything to do with people I know.

The punks are seeming to get more threatening, and because I dare even talk to the girls, are starting to push me around slightly and act like they may be starting to steal some of my stuff. Anyway, things move on a bit, and I have hiked through the downtown area for a distance, until I run into several of the girls and kids again, near the hospital, where they seem to be trying to get some help, trying to sign up for benefits or something, while seeking minor medical aid. A bunch of us are sitting in the area, and being called on one at a time to speak forth our relationship, and I end up calling out something like concerned bystander, and am trying to help out by explaining the ladies who helped them out with the prepaid phones in the hopes that it will help them get benefits. But the guy in charge is explaining how the biggest need is for a stable address where they can get mail which is not owned by the council. (Yes, my dream is starting to sound British here.)

Eventually I leave the hospital, and head back to the area where I started in, and am starting to gather up my things, but a couple of the punks are coming back and becoming a problem again. I try to get rid of them, both by sending them off to the hospital, and by warning them that the girls are my friends, and they will be mad at them if they pick on me, but they continue lightly shoving me, and making grabs for some of my stuff. By this point, I've packed all my stuff up, and am wearing two large backpacks (one of them a European-style hiking pack) and pulling two large suitcases, and am simply trying to get away. I've got my Corolla parked around the corner, but they have at least one motorcycle, so I don't want to lead them to it, but want to lose them, first, then get in the car and drive away.

There are a couple of uniformed cops standing around, and I am considering going to them for help, but I decide against it for now, and move a block over and head down the road a bit. At one point I put a little distance between myself and the guy following me, but then a lady gets knocked to the ground by the crowd and he helps her back up, and says something about being an Uber driver. I ask him about it a few minutes later, and he admits he is not, and says he just said that because I was an Uber driver. Odd stuff.

We wander through a flea market-like area where I am glancing at some used books, but it is getting late and the place is shutting down and locking up, so we have to reverse directions and get out of there, which leads back to walking back the way we came, near where all this started. The one punk is still keeping an eye on me for all the other punks, and I am getting desperate enough to consider approaching the cops to ask for help. If they can distract and hold off the punks for a few minutes, I might be able to get my car and drive away. The problem is, though the cops have not stopped us from walking back into the area (strangely), they are in the middle of blocking everything off, and are holding machine guns in their hands at the ready.

I realize that something is going down, and glancing up, see another machine gun sticking out a window, but notice it is a cop holding it. Things are obviously getting very tense, and suddenly something seems to break, and more and more shots start ringing out. Cops are firing up into the buildings towering around us (this is starting to look far less Orlando, and far more NYC) and people are firing down from the buildings into the cops. I see a couple of cops shot, and collapsing to the ground, bleeding heavily. There is a seemingly homeless woman who is calling out, demanding to give her back her gun, as she could use it better than the person who currently has is, and it seems she may be under cover, but she's shot down. By this time, several of us innocent bystanders are cowering on the grounds. I am actually underneath my backpacks and suitcases, which probably makes me a fair bit safer.

More people are being shot, and several of us are just huddling here, but several others are grabbing us, and pulling us under and inside some of the buildings, hoping to get us out of range of the shooters. Some of the people have been shot, and are bleeding as they are being pulled along, but the ones pulling are hoping they are only minorly injured. Others, like myself, are unharmed, but either in shock or playing dead, and just being pulled along. Big sections on buildings are swinging up or down on large hydraulic systems, opening or closing access to large areas, and we are worried because we don't know what is happening.

One lady (older than the teen girls looking for help, but seemingly younger than the middle aged ladies who were helping) who seems to be in her late 30s or early 40s sees me being dragged along there, and seems to be worried about me, and she is kind of cute, so I am considering getting up and speaking to her, but that's about when I woke up.

Key:
Side Notes
Title
Dream
Lucid

Vs Hades

I was playing a Kingdom Hearts Game, just defeated a boss then I realized I'm going to have to fight Hades again.
We're in a hallway it was like the Underworld in KH2 but there was lava and acid.
I did lots of air combos on him, he had a KH1 Life Bar, he was on Orange health.
I fell in the acid accidently and healed myself. I remember in KH2 Blizzaga did lots of damage on him.
I checked my shortcuts but I didn't put it in there, I had to scroll down to Magic and scroll to Blizzaga.
I get damaged but I have Once More and Second Chance, I air slide to the other side of the room and run.
I pause the game, Donald's behind me which he didn't show up previously. When I am pausing the game I can see Sora's
MP restoring.

Finish Him!

I was at E3, I ate 5 slices of pizza. Two of my friends Steve and Kevin were playing some 2D fighting game.
I remember Steve was playing as a Ryu like character while, Kevin was playing as Sub Zero.
I ate another slice of pizza and left a slice on a table.
He beats steve and I hear "F*** him!" but I was probably mishearing the game, it was Finish Him.
Kevin does a chain fantality on the Ryu like character.
I comment that it's hard for me to remember the fantalities and supers.
We're at school and I say "I wonder if they have a (Video Game) specific bus." We're heading to the buses.
Some person next to me says "They don't have School Buses for Specific Games, idiot."

Yu-Gi-Oh!

I was at School, in some classroom. I think it might've been a first day for the class.
Sometimes teachers on the first day do an activity for the students.
Our teacher made everyone play...Yugioh, you can only pick two cards and you have to see if you can beat your partner
with only two cards.

Hiding

At School, again. I remember being on the blacktop at Elementry School and being in a room with someother kid hiding in a locked office from aliens at the High School.
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How do you guys like my new Color Code? Whenever, I type my dreams up: I forget most of them but as I write, I start to remember my other dreams. Unfortunately, I couldn't fully remember the 'Hiding' dream.
June 27th, 2017

First dream

It was a sunny day, with whole family we gathered in some kind of big party. I took my younger sister to dance, we did utterly bad but had great fun.

Second dream

I drove to school, it was on biology classes. First I had an exam - I was talking about tRNA transcrption and post transcription modifications. Then I finished exam wih a really good grade and went to take a seat - there was a huge and comfortble pillow in the classroom for some reason. I lied on it for a while, then mid-lesson I left the school, chasing some people. It was a cold and rainy day, they broke into some house. I got there quickly and took a look at building they destroyed. After a short while teacher came after us. I ran inside the building, but made jut one tep too loud and she found out I was there. I hid under a table, but she found me. She asked "Have you seen anything?" I replied "Nope, nothing at all." And just sprinted out of the building back to school.

My clothes changed and I looked like homeless, there was some tv reporter talking with people outside the school. I entered it and had to find something on first floor. I took moving stairs, but someone was intentionally blocking the way at the end. I pushed him and got there, but he caught my arm. He was so strong that I couldn't do anything, but yell that he should throw me down. He did it, but I went back up and beaten him black and blue, punching and kicking.

The the school changed into some safe haven protecting people from devils which I called scabs. Time stopped, I saw these devils drag people in flames. I ran around and making gestures as if I played and electric guitar (which resulted in sounds of such guitar actually playing) and it made scabs disappear in a cloud of smoke.

Fragment 1: I keep trying to catch up to this girl. It's important that she knows I'm like her. I finally catch up to her and tell her that I'm the same, that I'm of the blood too. She smirks and says, "Did you think we don't already know?".

Fragment 2: I'm in Grandma's bathroom. The door is cracked open slightly so that I can see my older sister still, but I'm able to keep away from her. She keeps threatening me.

Fragment 3: I'm trying to roll a giant bowling ball home. It's really heavy and hard to control. As I pass a boy, I grab onto him and have him help me roll it home.

The beginning of the dream featured my best friend Jasper as an actor of a comedy movie. I didn't think that the movie was very good, because you could tell that it was cheaply made and very crude. I don't remember much about it, except I do remember that Jasper puked everywhere in one seen, and that he was wearing a red plaid shirt--and his hair was different. Made to fit the part of the silly environment.

After Mama and I watched the movie, I went to a school. I'm not exactly sure what I was doing there, but there were a lot of kids that kept teasing me and touching me. I tried to just shake it off, but it was becoming very frustrating (though, I will note that I don't remember it making me sad or embarrassed). There was one little kid that came up and hugged me. I could tell that he had a bit of a little boy crush.

Then it seemed to be early in the next day, and my dad was trying to get my attention. For whatever reason I didn't want to talk to him, and so instead I ran out the back door. I remember thinking that I was running pretty fast and that that was a good thing. I ran to the direction of the other half of the trailer park, except the area in the dream was more forest-like. I climbed up a tree by using a ladder that was leaned against it and came to a sort of boxed-in opening, and crawled through. I crawled all the way to the back and sat, with my heart beating fast and feeling the exhilaration of running away. It was still very early in the morning, so I didn't have to deal with any of the neighborhood kids. When looking out I was able to see the tree across from me that had a hole in it just like the one I was in. There was also the head and shoulders of a young woman with long brown hair and a green shirt that seemed to be painted on the wall of the opposing tree.

As I was looking at the painting, the neighborhood monkey joined me in the tree. It had a red shirt and blue jeans on, and looked a bit cartoonish. It came to light that my life was a children's television show, and at the end a bunch of children that I couldn't see were singing about how the monkey had mayonnaise.

Me and someone else sneak out of a bad situation through the woods. We lie about where we were going and we zig-zag through the forest. There is a thin layer of old snow on the ground and everyone is barefoot. I wonder if it is cold but figure the sun is shining warm enough. We went through someone’s yard that was full of cacti and flowers. We ended up squatting in Donald Trump’s house. Me and my girlfriend lived there a few days. Then I started getting increasingly uneasy. We could hear Trump’s voice from a few floors down and I kept urging my friend to keep quiet, which upset her. She thought I was denying her friendship, I just wanted both of us to stay alive. That night she was telling me her life story and I was falling asleep when someone came and checked on the room. We hid between the bed and the wall. As I lay there I started falling asleep uncontrollably. After they left we heard housekeepers vacuuming and I knew it was only a matter of time before we got caught. I was terrified of getting caught. I understood in a way that this is a dream and if we get caught it will become a nightmare. What if I never wake up from it? I make the decision that we have to leave. I grabbed my stuff (some clothes, my phone, and laptop) and propelled out the window and down the building. The housekeeper yelled something sarcastic out at us as we left like “goodbye visitors”. We went to a little shack building right next door. I had to go back to the room for something and when I came back down an elk met me and spoke with me telepathically. He was basically like Oberon. We washed his slobber off of our hands in the snow then He guided me to cave where there were a couple more animals I could talk to and some kind of magic man. He kept changing to look like Jon Snow and he was scaring my friend. In the night I fled and was followed by two men who obviously knew how to fight. One of them was B. I went under a building and we were basically sparring on monkey bars. I told B, "I’m sorry but I’m going to have to kill you to protect myself." He laughed and then turned on the lights to show me that it was a training session and they had built this jungle gym in my favor. Eventually I drove back to see my friend. I asked A.W if she knew where the shack was moved to and she said it was the street after hers. I went and there were lots of similar looking shacks but the one I was looking for was first in line. It’s address had the number 30 or 03 in it. I went in and my friend was living with a man and working for Trump. I was disappointed.

Fell asleep: 1:20 A.M.
Woke up: 8:05 A.M.

6 hours 27 minutes sleep last night
5 hours 25 minutes restful sleep
1 hours 2 minutes restless sleep
84 % restful sleep

Fragment: Escaped a cave (inspired by a game I'm playing IWL), going through multiple look-alike rooms to find mine, dad was in the dream at some point, I hid beside my bed from the people looking for me, I tried a bit of something someone was making (some kind of sweet), I did something on my Kindle but I can't remember what now.

There was more, but I stayed up late trying to get something done and slept too deep to care about remembering. u_u

Wakeup times:
5:55 A.M. for 15 minutes
7:03 A.M. for a minute

Dream
Me and 4 friends were in a red-brick apartment building, we were playing some game but it was more to do with using our minds. I think this means we had some sort of ability though it doesn't make any sense. We could 'type' something in our mind and then enter another dimension through someones mind, and you could travel deeper (think Inception) within the minds of those in your mind. But you also travel physically, unlike in inception where you just go to sleep. Me and my friends leave now, it's time to raid the farm. We split into 2 groups, 3 & 2. I'm in the '2' group, with just me and some guy (can't remember who). The 'farm' we're raiding is HUGE, and incredibly well defended with complete fence covering (both around and over the top) which was electrified. The only entrances had automatic electric gates which you had to get permission for them to open, and behind those were more rotating doors to slow people down or something. Me and my partner had the job of skirting the perimeter to find a weak point while the other 3 took a more headstrong approach in infiltrating (not sure what they did). Me and my partner reached a pine forest on one side with small sets of crop rows that weren't covered by the fences. We walked around here for a bit, I eventually head closer to the fence. Looking back I see my partner, and in the distance I spot the farmer and 3 dogs. Oh ****. Immediately I back up while hissing at my partner trying to get his attention
"Quick, hide!" my voice was a hoarse hush as I couldn't call too loud. He turns and looks at me, then behind him. He startles and bolts to the fence edge like I was and hides in a nook by a wooden post. Just in time too, the farmer turns his our way and starts heading over, the dogs run ahead. I remember previously having met 1 of the dogs, it smells me out and comes over to nuzzle me. Uh oh... I try to shoo him away but he's licking at my face, any longer and the farmer will notice me. I use my mind powers to control the dog and docile him, he stops and turns, standing in such a way as to block the gaze of the farmer. Phew...
The farmer disappears, me and my partner emerge from hiding. Me and my partner go scout out the nearby entrance way where we notice all the high-tech security. Bah, screw that. There's no way we can get in here. We leave back the way we came, suddenly there's a call from behind us. I turn and see our other 3 crew members, the one calling us was called Johan I think (pronounced Yohan?), and was a friend who I haven't seen IRL for half a year or so. We head over immediately. Oh look, there's a gap at the bottom of the fence that leads behind the electric gates. How convenient .
We wiggle under and join them, they head through the rotating doors and we follow, we're bolting along now as we run through the greenhouse-like place which has rows of potted green plants (no, it's not weed). I think I woke up at this point.

I had four nightmares over the weekend. You'd think that I was worried about something.

Dream 1:

I had been kidnapped by a vampire. She had me in a house that appeared to be my childhood home in LA. At one point the vampire turned her back and I took that chance to run out the open door and down the street. I knew that the vampire would immediately notice and would be after me, So after passing a couple of houses I ran to the next house and opened the door and went inside. I saw a room where two adults were sleeping. At first I felt relieved. Maybe they could help me. But then I realized that I needed to leave. I would just be getting them killed if the vampire found me here--and I knew she could follow me...follow my scent. I knew there was nothing I could do to get away. She was so much faster than I was. There was no way to erase my trail.


Dream 2:

I was riding my bike on a mountain road at night. The road twisted and turned and went on forever. I felt I would never get to my destination. Then suddenly in front of me I saw a bigfoot climb up the slope and onto the road directly in front of me. The bigfoot was a lighter brown color with reddish tints. It's fur was longer and matted with bits of leaves and twigs in it, like it had just gotten up from sleeping on the forest floor. It stood and faced me. I was so startled and frightened that I swerved my bike and went over the edge. I could feel myself falling...falling...

And I woke up with a start, breathing heavy, my heart racing.


Dream 3:

I was with a group of ladies. I was supposed to be working on a big project with them. I not only couldn't remember who they were, but I couldn't remember what the project was. I only knew that I was suddenly about to have to give a presentation. I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I started to panic.


Dream 4:

My plane had just landed at the airport, and I got off the plane. I suddenly realized I hadn't gotten my luggage out of the overhead compartment. I tired to run back and find the plane. The airport was a maze. I had no idea which way I had come from. I was running around not knowing where I was going and not finding anyone who could help. I ended up in a hallway that kept getting steeper and steeper until I started sliding back. I knew I couldn't go this way.

Finally I found someone to help me. I was told that my luggage had been taken off the plane and was now at the baggage area. I actually was able to locate it by the end of this dream making it a very unusual nightmare with a happy ending.

Morning of June 19, 2015. Friday.



This dream apparently related to something my wife had been thinking, though did not tell me (at least recently) regarding dislike of the singer Barry Manilow due to him (or a song at the time) reminding her of when her father moved away. I have not actually seen him or heard any of his music (to my knowledge) for about twenty years.

Barry Manilow is supposedly accused of murdering someone (victim unknown) - or so the in-dream back story seems to imply. Somehow, when he is fleeing the authorities (who are not that far behind), this relates to him giving my wife a set of documents in public (outside of a commercial building of some sort, possibly near a shopping mall), possibly important records of some sort, that somehow prove his innocence. It does not make much sense and my dream does not really go anywhere or resolve anything. There is the idea that he is hiding out (not with us but somewhere nearby) until his innocence is realized. He seems only about four feet tall in my dream (at least at one point), but I do not regard anything as unusual as my mind is not that “present” in the events.

From here, my dream breaks off (while still in the same dream state) into a completely different focus. I am driving my brother-in-law Bob around (which never occurred in real life - he was the one that drove people places). I am not sure of the setting, as it seems mostly unfamiliar. There is some sort of concern about not driving too close to La Brea Tar Pits, which are somehow just beyond the edge of a cliff. I somehow maneuver the car so that it goes somewhat sideways (a carryover from a recent dream about a bus driver doing this). I make some sort of comment to my brother-in-law about La Brea Tar Pits before my dream meanders off into abstract settings and fades.