Lucid-schizo-dreamer

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Zilla had been on vacation in a remote mountain village and dared me to also visit the place. So I am hicking to the village. I am met halfway by a couple kids who accompany me the rest of he way. They even carry some of my things, excited. When I arrive at the village, the path splits in two and I am not sure which to follow, but see one leading to a panoramic deck and I go there to take photo to send to Zilla. Trying to climb onto this deck, I have to cross a square that has a sort of tank in the middle covered by a shed. One of the sides has a fence, so I can take a look inside. I get a bit scared as I see a bunch of people, looking like zombies, inside the water as if they are about to come out of it. But when I mention it to the kids and a couple other villagers, they go check it and there is nothing there. They don't dismiss it though. They act like what I said makes perfect sense and I notice concern on their faces. The adults exchange some remarks and one leaves as if he is going to talk with someone else but the kids dare me to follow them, all jolly as if nothing happened. They bring me to a large building that looks like a university and I am welcomed by some bery serious lady who tells me to wait in the hallway. I wait there, observing the carved wood statues and panels and running my hand over them to feel the extraordinary details. Then she comes back and leads me to a big hall where I am supposed to stay for the night. It doesm't feel very right, it almost looks like a library with some bunkbeds. Then some couple I meet suggests I follow them instead and stay at some other place they think is better. So we exit this place and go around to its back and find a smaller building facing a high stone wall that encircles this place. There is a small annex in the corner that seems abandoned but in good condition and the door is open. We go check it out and it is small with an entrance area, a reception desk behind a glass window, a couple labs, a small kitchen with a fireplace and a larger waiting room/ living room. We plan to bring in some matresses and sleep here instead. I notice that they observe the windows and check if the blinders work as they plan to shut them down. They don't explain much, but they say the reason the villagers are all stayin at this one place together is for safety at night. Some kind of legend about something atttacking that has returned and I recall the people I saw underwater. They are not yet sure the threat is real but they say we need to shut the windows for safety and avoid cooking or turning the fire on at night to stay incognito, and I worry that it will be damn cold and wonder if this was a good idea after all.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I'm hiking some forested mountains with a group of some 10 people. It's almost dark and we feel a bit lost. We just descended from a mountain and we arrived at a clearing. There's a path going through another mountain but we're not sure we can go across before it's dark. Some want to go back, others are sure there's a village just minutes on the second path, so in the end we camp at the clearing. Soon after it gets dark, we're surrounded by some strange fellas. Their leader kinda hypnotizes us, telling us we're we're all going to a better place, full of love. I only regain some awareness when we're on board of some kind of flying ship. I can see we're flying over the forest, which strangely has the shape of a heart. I guess I'm hallucinating due to the mind control. I fight back and they realize I'm becoming aware. So, two men hold me down and one stitches my mouth with a needle and a thread, while another tries to stitch my hands to my seat. I fight the pain by realizing this is but a dream and soon it doesn't hurt a thing, although I feel it.
Then some gap in my memory, but later on I am with the whole group behind me, we've escaped to the nearest town.
We hide at some underground tunnels under a market, but in the morning we have to go, because there's a grid over our heads and in the daylight we can be seen by those above us. But when we try to get out, we see groups of men in black that we immediately know belong to that gang and we're sure they are looking for us. I suggest we must split up because together there's no way we can escape. But some don't want to. While we discuss strategies, the men in black open the entrance to
the underground and we run for our lives. I escape into the crowd, but some of them are caught.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

23:00 GMT – sleep

Fragments:
- Dream about the people I had a meeting with during the day
- Sequence of aliens/monsters attacking people and ways to fight them (apparently music distracted them)
- Preparing bed to sleep on that place populated by those aliens/monsters
- A collage of movie scenes with Tom Cruise, making fun of him, showing how gay he is

4:45 GMT

More fragments:
- On a big house with a yard. I’m locking the doors. But someone is on the garden and we start talking about something
- At my friend Isabel’s preparing the visit of our guru to our country. More people are there but I don’t want them to know who is coming

6:00 GMT

Even more fragments:
- I’m on my desk and a little bird enters through the window and lands on the desk. Some kids appear and they are crazy about the bird but I don’t allow them to grab the bird. I pick it up very gently but the bird is dying. I try to revive it and it becomes a transparent horsefish filled with oil
- I’m hiking a mountain with 2 couples. I remember distinctively that one of the ladies is in shorts and tank top. I wonder how she is not freezing. We cross a dangerous crack in the ice and keep going.
- I’m on some open air space and decide to lift off, but it’s one of those days in which flying is not so easy. Instead I decide to climb the air, as if it had invisible steps or platforms and I am actually having fun with it

A cult zombie army
I’m in the middle of some barbecue and I’m invited to sit and join it but I say only if they have vegetables. This starts a discussion – a girl there says she would like to eat vegetarian more often but she has no means. I just go ballistic and say to her “What do you mean by no means? Is it really that hard to find some rice and beans on the supermarket? Vegetables? Are those things really that hard to find or to buy? Please!” I know I was a bit over the top and she got really offended, but didn’t reply. The conversation ended there.
Then some strange cult people, kind of hindus but not really sure, come to me trying to convince me to join in. I say no thanks, although appreciate their thought and I go inside this kind of dinner (the barbecue tables still outside). They insist, saying that Simon says I have to. I push them away and they attack me. One guy is Greco-roman fighting me and a girl is biting my ass repeatedly and it really hurts. I tell them to wake up from whatever trance they are in. They give up on me but then send me their boss. He tries to convince me but I threaten to denounce him as a fraud. I kick him out from where we are and I shout outside that his followers should no longer accept whatever pills he is giving to them, because it is just mind control. Then we both realise that in the push and pull, he dropped a book, like a journal and as he thinks it is crucial to get it back without me noticing, I read it in his mind and I close the door immediately, as I must find out what is in the book. I try to lock the door while I hide the book away but he and his “zombie army” manages to break in really soon. Then I wake up...

7:30 GMT – wake up


PRECOG explanations:
- 2 days later I had a discussion with a girl I had worked with, on some snack place with tables outside where we sat to eat something and I insisted on having something vegetarian. She started argumenting with me that that's nice but... Her "buts" drove me crazy and at some point the conversation ended, as we were not going anywhere with it, but getting mad at each other.
- also on same day I found out that there was a hostel and coffee bar really close by called "Simon says".
I have lots of precognitive dreams, but they are always very mixed up, although clear enough that I can identify the bits and pieces here and there.