Lucid-schizo-dreamer

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP


At a contest. First is supposed to be a math contest, but then it turns into a cooking contest. There is a short break for some rest and I go mess with the ingredients in the fridge for the next competition, e.g. I hide the onions of one of my competitors.
And then I just go away, I guess not interested anymore in participating. Instead I am wondering about some personal problems. I am not talking to my best friend and with the friend with whom I just lost virginity but I can't remember who cut communications with whom. Then I come across my best friend and ask her about it bluntly. She is so very surprised, because she thought I was the one giving her a cold shoulder and she didn't know why. I explain her I had seen her in a compromising situation with my boyfriend, and that's when it all started, but she explains it was all a misunderstanding, He just wanted to ask her something personal about me, because he was worried about it. So we hug and forgive. We hug maybe a bit too strongly and we fall on the ground. People start giving us looks and I joke with them saying "yes, we are lesbian!" so then my friend kisses me passionately just to shock them even further. We laugh and then get up and I ask her for help with my boyfriend. She says ok and tells me he has been taking care of our child all by himself since I stopped communicating and I am shocked to know that we have a child (how, if I just lost virginity with him!??). I call him and we clarify things and I run to meet him. He is with his family, who has been helping him take care of our baby. I say I am so sorry and will take if from now on. Then I also feel guilty about that contest that I had left and I call someone to fix the ingredients that I messed with.

I have been coming across this gorgeous hot guy who dresses like an anime fighter and I have been trying to get his attention. Some day I am skating and I bump into him, kind of on purpose, but he doesn't seem upset. I don't force it and I keep skating down the street slowly, to keep up with his pace. and we flirt and smile a little at each other. I keep seeing him around a college campus and I am smitten. But one day I accidentally watch him shoot some people, hitman style and I panic. I run away but think he heard me. I get down to the basement to some gym storage, behind some big mattresses, but they keep slipping and at some point he sees my head. I come out to beg for him not to kill me. He has his gun with a silencer pointed at me, his face is cold and he seems ready to shoot. I tell him he doesn't need to kill me, that I love him and want to be with him, despite what I saw. He seems to be a loner, so I sense that I hit some soft spot a bit. I slowly come closer and he puts the gun down. I stand in front of him and I kiss him. I think I am doing this mostly not to die, but I also don't mind a little action with him cause he really is hot and gorgeous. He lays me down on those mattresses and we start making out. I am super horny. But he kisses like a fish out of the water trying to grasp for some air, it's kinda disgusting. Also, when I touch his pants, he recoils. I don't force it, but hope he just needs some warming up. Except he doesn't really get excited and says he can't and I understand he has some potency problem. He makes a remark saying he finds sex yucky. I don't wanna lose my edge, so I make him feel comfortable saying me too, because of all those bodily fluids and that I just prefer hugging and cuddling. At least he doesn't seem to be thinking of killing me anymore. Then a couple of his friends come by on bikes, one is Jacob from Twilight in leather pants and a vest and he also looks so yummy and the other is some girl. She jumps on the bike with Jake leaving the other one for my assassin guy and he expects me to jump on it with him. I do, but now I am definitely more interested in boinking Jacob.

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Going with friends to a museum. It's some inauguration night. As soon as I arrive there I go look for a toilet and I separate from them. I see a sign indicating toilet on the 2nd floor. Some black kid is also going that direction but he keeps going up the stairs into the next floor, which is pitch dark. Even the area of the toilet entrance is very dark and I can barely see. I don't get to pee because the kid comes running and screaming that he is being chased by three African warriors with spears. I think it's probably actors hired to enact for the event, but when I hear their footsteps and see the shapes of these men, I also get scared and run after the kid. Back to the ground floor where there is light and other people we feel safe and the truth is they stopped chasing us, but the kid is still in absolute panic and holds on to me crying. I ask for his parents but he can't reply, he froze and says nothing. I go around with him on my arms, trying to spot someone looking for him. I think about going to the reception so they announce a lost kid through the speakers, but then spot my friends and my dad. They help look around. I then spot a group of black girls a bit older, but for some reason I feel that they might know him and ask them if they know the kid. They kinda know him and tell me he is with a white lady that runs a charity for orphan kids. They are from another similar group, both came together to this event. They lead me to her and she knows him but seems a bit spaced out, not worried at all about the kid. She wants to show me a scrap book she made all about herself, totally boring. I leave the kid with her, but I bonded with him so much I am thinking about looking how to adopt him.
Meanwhile my dad finds another toilet where I could go, but there is a puma on the lose on that area, according to him. I don't see a puma but I see 3 or 4 lionesses running down the corridor and I jump on a balcony to escape them. They were not after me. They seem domesticated and I see them interacting with visitors and not even attacking their dogs, but I still prefer to keep my distance. So I go outside with my friends and there is an aquarium like the Sea World, with a series of tanks with whales. The whales are somewhat entertained playing a new game with balls with their trainer, but the tank is ridiculously small for so many whales. It has a canal that possibly connects to other tanks so we follow to see if they have better conditions on the next tank just to find a dying whale in a very shallow water area. We look around for help, but nobody is there, so we shout at people at a distance that a whale is dying. My dad mocks me because I say in English that the whale is thirsty, instead of saying she has no water. Anyway, the tank is emptying because something cracked it and the water got out. Soon after we hear a big explosion and behind us there is this iconic Wall Street tall building with with columns. A cloud of dust and smoke explodes to outside and debris are being projected in our direction. I say sorry to the whale that we can't save her and suggest we take the emptied canal as a shortcut to run away from the explosion. It is a good idea until we hear what seems the other tank uphill cracking and putting us in danger of being washed away. We run faster and get out of it. We reach some streets where everyone in panic dropped everything. I see a bunch of jewelry on the ground and pick it up. But then I realize it slows me down and say to myself that this greed will kill me. I still don't toss it out. I evaluate my safety, realize I am out of harms way and keep the jewels. Then we reach Central Park and it is all burned down to the ground and covered in ashes.

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I dream I am watching and at the same time living in the flesh an Italian movie about a guy who adopts two orphan boys about 2 years old. It is lovely and adorable, until a mobster wants to settle an issue with him and kidnaps the boys to raise them as his own. He tries to make them copies of himself, so they are dressed like little gangsters and he takes them to see all about his business, including whacking other people. The kids are becoming traumatized and insensitive.
One day their father comes to rescue them with a bunch of men and shoots the gangsters when they were about to climb some staircase to enter a building. One of the kids is so traumatized that he runs away from is daddy, crying, but some of the rescuers go after him. The other kid stands still without a reaction, but when his dad comes to him he bursts into tears and says "papi" (although that's spanish). I also cuddle the poor kid.

Doing tourism with my mom in Italy. Drivers are just insane, speeding on tight alleys, almost hitting us. We hear a crash. I fly over the houses to get a view. It's a truck with vegetables who went over the pier and landed on a boat. The driver can't believe it. Meanwhile my mom arrives and wants to help him by buying him vegetables, but I don't think it's the best time to do it.
We go to the historical city center, crazy ladies put pots with plants outside their doors, basically filling the narrow alleys with obstacles on which we trip for a couple of times. We enter a very cute restaurant which is also a b&b and I recognize it from having stayed here before. My mom confirms she recognizes it from pictures. I go talk to the owner and they say I left a big bottle of hemp oil when I last checked out from here. I had been worried the customs would not have allowed it, but this time I will try to take it back with me.

I am staying at some rich friend's mansion. She is an Asian video artist. She shows me a video clio she did for an H&M campaign, very conceptual with people swimming in the sea and a centaur swimming with them, that becomes a horse on land. She says it wasn't picked up by the brand, because they didn't get the meaning, which was none. I said I liked it, even without any meaning, it was trippy and inspiring.
She puts down the usb pen with some of her work and we check for some paintings I left in her house last time. I promise to take them with me this time. They are hideous and amateur, but she encourages me to continue doing it. Then she notices the pen is gone and freaks out. I say the only person I saw coming in was a certain guy, part of her team and she goes look for him in the studio. She is furious because she knows he wants to steal her ideas and undermine her work. She yells at him and they begin a nasty discussion,
I decide to go check the rest of the house. Her amazing kitchen is on a hanging deck over a cliff, with glass walls with view to the town underneath. There's a large spiral stair to a garden below. From the garden, there is a large entrance to a lounge area where I encounter some of her friends chillin'. One of them says he found a recording of me singing a Grease medley and he wants to play it for everybody to listen. I say no, no, I am embarrassed, but he assures it is really good and they should hear. They are VIPs and might help me launch a career, but I run away to hide under a staircase. Another lady, also Asian, comes to sit by my side with lots of bags, says she is leaving for her flight, but feeling very tired and asks to rest her head on my lap for a while. Then some guy looking for me asks me to join back the group, he insists they really liked my recording. Along the way he sings bits of the song, trying to trick me into singing, but there are people all the way on the hallways and I just can't sing in front of people. He understands. Says we will just be watching another friend athlete on tv and not bother me with the singing.
We watch her on some competition. She is also Asian, very pretty and with some very original outfit and hairdo, unlike anything I have ever seen in sports. At first I thought she was doing pole vault, but then realize it is some kind of new modality, in which athletes gotta climb a kind of metallic ladder reaching the highest possible step, with a minimum jumping movement, like cats do. I think she breaks a record and everyone is celebrating.

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I am at some harsh environment, like ruins in the middle of a marsh. Looks like a Tomb Raider game. I have to jump from mini platforms to rafts that are already filled with other people, who look Eastern, like Indian, Pakistani, Bangladeshi, not sure.... Then from the rafts we need to reach safe ground, and many die along the way. I manage to get to land, but I am taken as a slave. I find myself in the hands of women who are having fun dressing me up with rich eccentric dresses, probably for sexual slavery to some rich lord.

I run away and hide ... in a shopping center... I find a small vet office where I bump into my RL vet. He asks me what I think about his new office, it is smaller with less equipment, but he is going through difficulties and trying to keep the business afloat. I feel a bit lost, but say it's ok, while I look at what I am wearing and finding it out of context. He offers me a t-shirt and jeans and says I can stay there and change, but he has to go out. I feel without control of my body, so I slam everything down into the floor and make a huge mess. People from a restaurant next door come to see what's going on and comfort me, thinking I may be having a stroke of some kind. Then I have this insight that I must go after someone who had parked the car right in front and is running away, while leaving behind a bunch of red and green balloons, which are filled with nerve gas and hallucinogenic gas. I was probably already under the influence of it and soon I start getting hallucinations. I hold my breath as I can and try to run to a safe area. Too late to help all these people, as the balloons are popping and there is gas everywhere. I remember that I can fly, so I rise up in the air, in the hope that I can rise above the gas.
Up in the sky I find a kind of floating amusement park, with giant balloon figures, like Disney characters and in the middle of it, a cabin with a girl inside, looking lonely and sad. She opens the door and welcomes me there. She seems to know what is happening and feeling sad for not being able to help. She is glad she could help me.

I am with Riverstone and we have a baby boy. But i feel strange that I am seeing this kid for the first time and he is already 2 years old. We are discussing what to name him. Meanwhile he is getting curious about going outside and I freak out. We never go outside (no idea how we get food).
One day he sees kids playing on the street. He is excited and wants to join them. We on the other hand, just want to tell the kids to hide. It is very dangerous. Then some kids at another building started making signs warning the kids to hide, but they don't understand, look like they are not from here and have no clue. A caravan of military jeeps and tanks comes marching and I tell my boy to duck and be quiet. They start shooting. I guess the kids died. Later we get into a car and get out of there. That's when we cross paths with another car with some people we hadn't seen in a long time and we realize this boy is not really our kid, but their kid and they have our baby instead, a little girl. They also have my mother with them. We decide to do a risky exchange in the middle of the road with the sound of gunshots nearby. I give them the boy and they give me back my girl. My mom also joins us in tears and then we all head to safety.

With some friends, including Zilla, we're like orphans in a harsh place. We've been taken in by some gangster organization against our will. My friends have accepted it, they take care of us, feed us, give us education. But it doesn't feel right to me. One day they take us all on a trip to some tropical paradise, everybody is rejoicing and I am overwhelmed with the landscapes, the beaches, the waterfalls, but I always suspect their motives.
One of the bad guys in charge, one day picks up a fight with me. They say it is for practice, to keep us always alert, but I think they just want to beat us, because we are weaker and can't fight back. On that day, it happens that I win and he takes it badly. They warn me to never do that again, I'm supposed to be a punch bag, just as I suspected.
Later on I mention to one of the few ladies in the organization that I am sick of this and want to go away. She goes tell her superiors. They threaten me. They own us.
Someday we are enjoying a swim in a crowded swimming pool and some people come by and invite the older kids to follow them as we've been selected to a new group following a new training on martial arts and civics. I first reject, my friends go. But after I see them learning the basics of Kenpo and recall my own training which I miss greatly, so I can't help but join them. They also teach us some sort of theatrical dance and later inject some communist propaganda in the middle of it, like waving the communist party flag. Most kids feel a bit awkward but don't question it. Except me, I abandon the class and go talk to the superiors and tell them they can't get away with this, they must tell the kids what it is that they are luring us too. They are quite upset and basically fed up with me. I don't think I thought this through...

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I am a very rich girl, travelling around with a retinue of warriors through India, looking for lands to buy. I encounter a remote kingdom, fortified within walls, a shadow of its past glory. It is ruled by a celestial being of pale green skin who has fallen from grace and no longer is able to bring good fortune to its kingdom.
Houses are falling apart, farmers don't grow crops, artisans don't do their crafts. People seem to have given up on living. I offer to buy the kingdom and to provide the means to put people back to work. People rejoice and the green king, who is still a bit proud, but is too weak to oppose, opens his palace for us.
Things are getting better, farmers are again in the fields planting, merchants are selling fresh goods, houses being rebuilt. When suddenly we are under attack.
They had failed to tell us that some evil army (maybe from a rival kingdom, or from dark forces from another realm) was the reason of their misery, through its constant attacks and destruction of livelihoods. Me and my warriors rush up to close the gates of the kingdom. There is a sort of tunnel system around the external fortification, which they manage to break and we have to battle them while retreating through the tunnels. We finally manage to barricade the passage at some point, but we need a plan to keep going.
The siege goes on and we are sent to seek the help of an enlightened being. We go out of the kingdom through a secret path and on our quest we arrive at a village on a hill. Nobody seems to talk the same language and nobody seems willing to even talk to us strangers.
Close to a stone wall we take some rest and there is an orange tree on the other side, from where one of my warriors tries to get some fruits. A wasp stings him, but he is compassionate and spares its life. Then a bunch of wasps arise from the tree and fly towards us. We get up to run, but as they approach us, they transform into giant dark iridescent bugs and then fall on the ground in the form of rounded rectangular black magnetic stones. I receive in my mind the information that these are to be gifts to the Buddha that we are seeking. Then in the sky a path of bright constellations lits up and one that touches the top of a mountain nearby is in the shape of a Buddha. Now we have a "map" to follow. I pick up the stones and we start walking.
On our way we encounter two evil witches blocking the path. They look beautiful and they summon quite a few other goddess-looking creatures who completely seduce my men with some magic spells. Possessed by lust they forget who they are and what they are here for and engage in an orgy with these girls. Very few seem to be strong enough to escape the spell and help me going through. Then the witches unleash a storm of biblical proportions. Drops of water the size of apples and hard as rocks, fall on us, sending the rest of the men to seek cover somewhere and dispersing us. I protect my head and keep going despite the pain. Then I see a little angelic girl crying in terror, trying to protect herself under some crevice on a rock. I forget about my intent, I run to the child and take her in my arms down the mountain and back to the village. I look for her home to reunite her with parents. She never says a word, but she leads me to a house. I realize the witches managed to divert me from my mission. Can compassion have become my weakness? When the door opens, I wake up.