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I'm going to a facility with two other people. They talk about a local people living there, that they wish to study. I remember I'm actually a member of that people, genetically, but living outside it in the second generation. I let this information slip, and suddenly the men are chasing me. They want to study me, and that would not be nice.

I'm hiding behind a creek just next to the shore of a river. There are locals in two canoes firing arrows at the men searching for me. There is some snow next to me, somehow, and I try to throw some on their faces. First I miss but then I hit and try to run away.

I'm in a building with the men. I manage to escape, just run away when they look the other way. I run to the shoreline again. If I was dreaming I could fly. Maybe I am. The scenery looks like it, the situation seems like it. It's a bit of a surprise. I'm dreaming. I fly over the lake.

I'm in a train. There is a man sitting opposite to me. We talk something about this being a dream and flying. I try to fly but don't get very high. He goes a bit higher than me. Encouraged, I try again and go trough the roof. Then I cannot get much higher anymore, but I practice for a while. There is another roof there, even though we're outside.

First

I'm with my wife, and we are breaking into a building complex. The door is actually not locked, but we are not welcome. We find our way trough a complex of corridors and stairs, ending up to a laboratory room with three people in it. As we enter the alarm goes of. The doors of the laboratory start closing very slowly, and gas starts pouring in. One of the people in the room says something sarcastic to us. They don't seem to be scared of the gas at all.

My wife rummages trough some drawers and finds a paper. The other people don't do anything to stop us, just offer snide comments. We have more than enough time to leave the laboratory before the doors are finished closing. After getting out of the building we start running.

I think if I was dreaming we could just fly away. Or then again, probably I couldn't fly very well, but jump at least. Then it crosses my head, I am dreaming. I'm not exactly sure so I try jumping. I get a lot higher than I should. Then the scene faids, and is replaced by the blackness behind my eyelids.

There is a feeling of vibrations and some imagery, quite clear but not realistic. I think I should try just going with it, waiting for the vibrations to disappear before trying anything. I don't do any formal technique. At some point I drift to sleep.

Second

I'm in my kitchen with my wife. She is throwing balls up to the ceiling. The ceiling is not solid, it makes a splat and the balls get stuck. I want to try to make the ceiling completely liquid, so that the balls would pass trough. But they just keep splatting, and getting stuck. I jump upward, putting my head trough the ceiling, which offers no resistance. I come down again and ask her to try one more time. The ball, again just splats to the ceiling, maybe a bit deeper this time.

I decided to wake up at four again. When I woke up I took the trouble to check the time. It was six. I may have woken up before that, there is a faint memory.

Artillery Battle

There is a battle going on. I'm at an artillery base a bit from the front line. People are firing bombs toward the enemy. Sometimes small bombs and fiery rings land close to us and we have to be careful. A helicopter flies in low, below the tree level actually, and almost starts shooting. Someone is aiming a rocket launcher at it.

Spying, Then Running

I'm with a small group of people breaking into a red wooden building. We get in, the doors are not locked, and the others start looking around. Someone notices us outside and I go and lock the door so that he doesn't get in. There is another door and I try to lock it, but it's not attached to the wall on the hinge side. The man gets in and arrests us.

They take us to the middle of the yard one of them tells us that we must run away and they will try to catch us. Another one has a large back with him. He spreads the contents on the ground. I take a pair of sneakers. Then I start running towards a field with a girl from our group, probably X.

One of the others yells behind us that we should have ran to the road first, that was in the rules. There is a road on the other side of the yard. There is also a small road on the other side of the field and I reach it and yell back that I'm on a road. We keep running, jumping over ditches. There doesn't seem to be anyone following us, though, the others are playing by the rules.

We are running pretty fast and jumping over what are almost rivers. I remember that I'm quite often in similar situations when I'm dreaming. If I was dreaming I could fly, and that would be handy. Just to check, I take a longer jump and start flying. I'm very surprised, I really thought I was awake. And I wake up.

I think about the dream a little bit before I turn and fall asleep.

This was probably a false awakening. It was pretty convincing, but in the morning I noticed that the colors in the room were wrong.

I had a lucid dream tonight. There doesn't seem to be anything triggering it. There might be something I'm missing. I was thinking about dreaming when falling asleep. I also tried waking up during the night again. I thought about getting up and checking the time, but then I just fell asleep again.

I'm walking with two people in a completely different story line, don't remember anything about it. There are three women sitting on a bench in a hall. Two men, one with a gun, are standing next to them. I think they are slaves being transported. I sit down next to them, and now I'm one of the slaves.

The men move us to a room. There's three of them now, and one of them goes away. I think for a while, and then get a change to grab the gun from the guard. I fire a couple of shots to the wall and order them to a corner. Then I think for a while about the situation and the guards try to talk me into giving them the gun. I fire a couple more shots to the wall. The pullets are nails and the gut has turned into a nail gun.

I decide the best course of action is to flee and, flailing the gun around, go trough a door to the balcony. I get the feeling that I'm dreaming. I try this out by flying. I jump over the railing. Then I say it out loud, "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming". It sounds like it's coming from everywhere, echoing. But It's my voice, and it's clear.

Now that I think about it, maybe jumping of the balcony on the third floor is not the optimal reality check. In real life I wouldn't have been able to get over the railing in one jump though.

I fly forward a bit, hanging over the middle of the yard. The guards have come down and are standing on the yard, looking. I want to fly higher but can't. Then I remember one should stabilize the dream, so that I don't get too excited. I close my eyes and rub my hands together. The feeling is clear. Then I open my eyes. I'm still just hanging there.

I try to fly higher, but it's still not working. I cheat a bit, using the wall to push myself up. I get on the ceiling. I look around and see a black sky. I open my eyes and wake up. I'm a bit surprised that I'm completely conscious and there doesn't seem to be much of a transition, I just open my eyes.

Hunting

A colleque from my workplace, in the dream a teacher, is missing. She has either been kidnapped or escaped with some guerrilla group. We are following her. We get to a dock, where there are a couple of thugs. There is some martial arts display and I start flying towards the ship. I'm not flying very well, and one of the thugs notices. He says that my legs are tired and my flying is almost as bad as his. He starts following me.

Canoes

I'm walking with a few people. There's snow around the road. We come to a river that is only partially frozen. There are two canoes and we use them to get across. The ice floating on the river is making it harder keep the canoe straight. I fall of the canoe once, landing on a piece of ice.

Sleeping in the Snow

I'm camping in a forest with some friends. There is a small building and I go in there. It turns into a 2D game-like thing. I'm looking for a weapon and find a fire flower like in Super Mario. I get out and go to where the others are should be setting a camp. Instead, they have decided to sleep in the snow. They have dug themselves into the snow with their sleeping bags.

First

I'm in a school, trying to talk with a girl who seems depressed. I guess I'm a counselor or something. She keeps evading me, seems like she doesn't want to talk, but I seem to think it's very important. There is a point where she's hiding behind some other kids. She tries to look like she's talking with them but it seems pretty clear the others are not interacting with her. When I catch up with her she says she doesn't want to talk about it. I don't really have any idea what to do.

Second

I'm in a complex that might be military or just recreational, hard to say. Some group attacks it and people run around defending according to a preplanned setup. There are planes and airships. I'm really just watching, not participating, but giving hints and ideas. When it's over we notice that one of the pilots is missing. She has apparently just left during the hassle. She was a flight risk anyway, but we all liked her and are hoping for her to come back.

First

I'm at a house in a forest. There is some kind of a game going on, where people enter the house one by one to do a task. I don't remember much about the task itself. During it I think someone is implicated of a crime. After I come out I wander around the house on a path. There are some monsters that try to attack me. I think I'm with someone at this point. I have some first person shooter type weapons but they are not very effective. I'm able to keep them at bay, though, mostly kicking and throwing them. At some point the weapons turn into animals.

Second

I'm with a bunch of people at another house next to the woods. I think my family is there, but there are others as well. We're going to check out the other cabin. I'm walking faster that the others, singing. I ask someone for the lyrics when I forget.

When we get there, there is a lake. Apparently the water has come down a lot and people are worried for the ecological balance of the area. The trees around the lake are almost dead and break easily. We go somewhere to investigate this.

Third

A man, who has implicated of some crime in the first dream, is a reporter and he is ordered to go to some totalitarian country. He should be able to get in even though he now has a criminal record, but there is some doubt. A guard is fiddling with the system, trying to help him, but he doesn't get in. The guard calls for security and a large officer comes. The officer apparently knows the reporter and they were supposed to meet, so all is going according to plan.

Just outside the border control area there is a sport field. I'm in the audience looking at some people from the authoritarian country preparing for a running contest against a group of Tibetan buddhist monks.

First

A woman is explaining something to someone else. It was about something mechanical, I don't remember what exactly.

Second

I'm at work and we're having a coffee break. It's not in the normal coffee room, but at a larger one, in another building. There is also a group of people there that I don't know, but apparently they belong to the same organization, they just organized the coffee break this time.

There's some food also, but the breaks seems to be over and all the food has been eaten. I'm kind of hungry and I'm looking for something left over. There is a kind of a buffet at another part of the room, but there isn't much left there either. There's some rice in a kettle and some vegetables. They even have a waitress working there, for the coffee break, and she's putting things away. She says something to me about there being nothing left.

Third

I'm going on a trip with a group of people. One of us cannot cross some border because he doesn't have the appropriate medical papers. We talk about it and decide that he can see a doctor and join us in a day or two. When we come back, i believe a week or so later, he is still at the border station. He has been to the doctor but he has some minor health problem and getting the papers will take some time.

Fourth

I'm with a group, possibly the same as in the previous dream. We park out car at a small parking lot, next to a large mall. We go in and there is a carriage that belongs to the owner of one of the cars outside. I try to lift it and think that it's too heavy. At this point I'm aware that a crime has happened and I suspect there's something hidden in the carriage.

We go back outside and talk to the owner of the carriage, a young man. We have no proof but I try to intimidate him by mentioning the weight of the carriage. He gets scared and runs away, towards the woods. I run after him and some of the others are running too, but they're a bit farther away. I cannot see him but a follow a trail. The train splits and I ask one of the others to check the other way.

There is an opening in the woods and I see him. He tries to run around me and turn back, trying to trick me somehow. I circle a bit farther than he did to force him to run on the path, where on of the others catches him.

There is a group of young people standing nearby, they were playing before we came. One of them, X, a girl a bit younger than me, wants to join us, thinking it's a game. I tell her that I can try to catch her but if I do, we throw her in jail. She runs towards me and starts to pretend I've caught her.

28.2 Fragments
First

I’m in a space shuttle, closing in on a larger ship. When I look down I see the continents, and I see fields, forests and rivers, and a few buildings. The setting is rural, but there is some very advanced technology as well.

Second

I’m in a forest and I have to survive there for a couple of hours, I don’t remember why. There are two or three other people there, and they are the reason survival might be a problem. I have a log to defend myself with and they have sticks. They try to hit me and I block with the log. Then they start playing a game where they pat a small ball around with the sticks. I try to take part, but it’s hard to hit the ball with the log.

Third

I’m outside a large building, almost a castle. There are separate gardens, some have water elements, and walls between the gardens.

Fourth

I’m in the same castle with N and we go to a balcony. There are some tables and chairs, and large open windows with a view of the garden. There is also one window with a very large windowsill. I would like to sit there, on the windowsill, but there is a group of people already sitting there. We settle for a table on the other side.

Fifth

I get tickets to an airplane. I say to S that there is still time for a coffee. When we walk past a coffee shop, there is a long line there and I tell hit that we don’t have time to wait. I think he doesn’t care for the idea anyway


25.2 The Conservationist Wizard and the Missing Boy
First

I’m at a house in the middle of a forest with a group of people. There is a long vehicle with caterpillars and we’re preparing to leave with it. I get in and we tour the are, sometimes going over a wooden bridge and breaking it. The driver is trying to make the point that the are is ruined by pollution. We get out pretty close to the house and I have a look at a pond. There’s some branches and the water looks a bit dirty but not bad. I think we could clean it with the vehicle we have.

The driver, or maybe someone else, goes crouching behind some large rocks, looking at the house. His a soldier now, and clearly more experienced that I am. I follow him and we see a barbarian leader at the house. Somehow his responsible for ruining the forest. The driver gives me a rifle and I attack the barbarian.

The rifle is a wizards staff now, with a clear crystal on top. I point it at the barbarian, who is actually a wizard in a gray robe now. He has a sword but doesn’t use it, and he doesn’t seem to have his staff. He tries to take the staff from me but I keep willing it to stay in my hands. The driver-soldier-wizard-person is actually controlling it from afar. The barbarian-wizard surrenders and we get to settle at the place.

Second

There is a lake with open water, even though it’s winter. I go swimming and I’m a bit surprised to notice that the water is warm.

Third

We’re inside the house now, and there’s a good amount of people there, mostly friends and family. I have a conversation with my brother about my father and then find out that R is missing. They have been looking for him and his presumed dead now. I’m worried but there doesn’t seem to be anything I can do, since it’s been so long and they have looked everywhere.

I try to sleep, I feel really tired, but people keep worrying about R. There is some other thing that they have a problem with, but I don’t remember what. For some reason my bed is in the kitchen and I can hear the talking and worrying very well. I give up sleeping and we all go looking for R one more time.

There is a small river close-by and R has been swimming there. He has used a chain to tie him to the shore, so that the current doesn’t take him. The chain is broken and everyone thinks he has been taken by the current. There is a treehouse just a few meters from the river. When I look at it, someone shouts that R is in there, though there’s no way they could see that. I climb the stairs to the treehouse. Before I get all the way up I hear that there’s someone there. I ask who it is and R answers that he’s there, and that he has some someone in there with him.


21.2, Fragment with Meditation Group

I’m in high hall with winding stairs. I remember coming down the stairs from the third floor but don’t remember much before that. There is a group of people down in the middle of the floor. I know some of them. It’s some kind of a church group. I talk with them and they are talking about some obscure theological thing.

It turns into something like a meditation group and I consider joining them, so far I haven’t had one close by, and I know some of them. They show me a small storage room with all their things, which actually includes a couple cushions and mats and nothing else.

Just a small fragment from last night. I hardly remember anything but there are a couple of images that come up. I didn’t really put any effort this time.

I’m a young samurai warrior, and not an especially good one, in a Kurosawa-like setting. There is some kind of trouble going on, but they are individual encounters, no wars or anything like that. There is an encounter with a pretty unskilled swordsman, probably a thief. And later someone tries to attack me in my sleep. My own sword is not close by, but I grab the attackers sword by the blade and manage to twist it so that it stabs him.

I’m in a huge submarine, in a room somewhere on the lower levels. I’m in a group of some kind of super heroes or mutants. I find a way to a small, easily defendable compartment where we can hide for a while.

There is a mutant king running the kingdom of the good guys. The bad guys, who are attacking in the huge submarine, are threatening the kingdom. They can win the battle easily and so very little actual fighting takes place. The king is on his way to exile.

We are advancing on a corridor in the submarine. We run across another group of mutants, who are on the other side. Neither of us wants to fight, so we keep postponing it, talking and thinking about how to win them. Suddenly there is a noise and the submarine starts to sink. Some electronics are not working anymore but the lights are still on. We have no idea what happened.

The king is looking over at the submarine as he is leaving the country. He sees is shake and start sinking. He says something to the enemy diplomats escorting him. He doesn’t know what happened either. But they don’t turn back.

Woke up during the night to memorize key point of the first dream. It helped but I don't remember much besides the key points. Apparently I forget the dreams I have in the morning, I tried going trough the dream but and memorize the key points, but I only remember one image. Also, it seems that my subconscious not only is a pacifist, but also has a very dark sense of humor.

First dream

There are two women hanging like apes on the top of a skyscraper. They are talking about how great the price is that they are going to get for doing that. I contemplate climbing the skyscraper I'm on, although I don't know what the price is. I think I can't do it, because I'm a bit afraid of heights.

I'm downstairs and there is construction work going on. Two large building machines, one of them has roller chains. A worker gets caught in the chains and is pulled in. There is patriotic music playing in the background and the worker is torn to pieces, along with another one, who tries to help him. This is supposed to be a very patriotic scene where people give their lives for their country, even though it's completely meaningless. I feel ill.

A kind of a superhero is jumping between the roofs of the city, I'm looking from above. He is trying to loose some super-villain that is following him. I know parts of the city. The superhero stops to hide and the villain looses him. Now I'm the superhero and I disguise as a normal person and continue walking.

I walk trough the city towards home and pass trough a park.


Second dream

I'm in a large maze-like building.

I remember a lot this time. When I woke up most of it was gone but I had a few minutes to fish around and remembered a lot more. I had the alarm a bit later that usual and I remember waking up when the alarm should have rung and going to sleep again, continuing the same dream. Usually I wake up at the same time every morning. This might be useful later.

I also decided to wake up 15 minutes before the alarm and that also worked.


Rating a Knife

I was on a trip to a forest somewhere far away. There were two cabins. In the other cabin someone had tried to light up a portable stove, but had left the kerosene bottle open and the gas had exploded, burning some hair. I had my own kerosene bottle and poured some to the stove. I didn't light it yet, though.

I returned to my own cabin. I was rating the knives I had used during the trip. The ratings would then go on the internet. There was one I hadn't used, it had been lost when I asked for it. The owner said that it was in a really bad shape. He gave the knife to me and it had no handle. I went outside and tried slicing wood with it by hitting it with a piece of wood. It worked really well and I though that it actually was a pretty good chisel. I remember that the slices look almost too perfect. The owner came out and I told him that it was a good chisel.

We were on a bus, leaving. I was standing near the front of the bus listening to someone give instructions. She told us that the weather was different than when we had left. It was raining.

I wen't home and was alone there. I thought about going to get some candy but it was too late, it was dark outside.

The Barbarian Invasion

I was still at home but I was thinking about some game where I attacked a walled city with bats. I couldn't get in the city but the walls were breaking. I was commanding the troops attacking the city from a third person point of view, but aware that I was in my home at the same time (in the dream home).

There was a news report about the city. A clan of barbarians had attacked and destroyed the walls. This was a normal dynamic, the people in the city build walls and the barbarians destroyed them. They didn't wand to go inside because that would risk war, but they would ride around the boundary and yell nasty things. There was some ethnic minority in the city that the barbarians wanted dead and if they saw one of those people they would throw spears and such.

I was now in the city, in first person, and was yelling back at the barbarians. I took a rock and threw it at one of them. It turned out to be their leader, and I hit him in the head. He crossed the border to come look at me. I tried not to look scared, but he was on horseback and looked huge.

I remember this dream better that usual, probably because I woke up right after it and remembered to take the time and go trough it. Other things happened before this, but they are too hazy to gather in a text. I didn't notice it was a dream at any point, but I didn't think it was real either. A movie perhaps, that I was immersed in.


I was walking on a curved ridge with water on both sides, an ocean on the right, I believe, and a lake on the left. There was a temple, or a shrine but a large one, on the left side of the ridge, halfway in water.

It was a rather beautiful old building with white marble pillars and I stopped to have a look. It was dark and I didn't see far towards the lake, the water was still. After looking around I heard a voice proclaim that the temple was devoted to an ancient, powerful creature, and on the table in the middle of the temple, large scratch marks appeared.

Behind me, there was a large dragon-like creature, a large lizard with wings and bone spikes in it's tale. (These kinds of things happen in movies, no reason to be afraid.) I had a sword, or maybe a dagger is more like it, and I faced the creature, standing on the ridge a bit farther from the temple.

It approached and tried to swing its tail at me. I tried to cut it while backing away, teleporting a bit further on the ridge. I didn't even touch it, and it came flying over the water. It came toward me and for some reason, crashed to the ground, causing me to fall next to it.

I was a bit disappointed I couldn't beat the lizard. A swarm of daggers appeared flying, sent by my friends and protectors, leaving behind a golden glow in the air, took a dive into the sea and finally hit the lizard trough its back.

The lizard complained that they shredded some organ. I felt a bit sorry and woke up, the alarm was ringing.