Lucid-schizo-dreamer

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At some huge event. Among the guests there is even a prince with his fiancé and everyone is clapping for them when they arrive. I watch it all from a very detached perspective, feeling very sad. Then recall it's because my own fiancé is away, he is always away and my heart aches for missing him. Then a couple body guards rush to me and take me up a staircase saying we have to evacuate and I ask why and they don't say, but soon after we are hit by a torrent of water and dragged down. We struggle to hold on to each other. I hold hands with one of the guards and there is another one a bit more distant who also grabbed a couple more people. I try grabbing them and make a chain, trying to keep us all together. I feel we might drown, the current is so strong, that my thoughts race through my mind. I remember clearly I don't actually love this rich fiancé I don't even know, but someone else. I get semi lucid and recognize this isn't my real life. The water finally starts subsiding after it dragged us downhill for quite a while and we reached the river Tagus. In the aftermath of this flashflood, I realize we are in Lisbon. We don't know the origin of this flash flood because it hand't rained, but I fear another torrent might come at any moment and tell the people around we should go back to higher ground. But they are all against it and wish to remain by the river.

I am then in the 1900s, I am a very poor girl with very poor friends in a village. We hang out and we steal or whatever necessary to survive another day. We know of a guy who hides something valuable, like a drug he trades, inside a closet hanging inside a coat on a hanger and not in the safety of his home, but at some public place like a club he attends. So we sneak in and steal it.Then it is lunch time and we are about to heat up some food to eat. We just gather some dry leaves and twigs and start a small fire in the middle of a quiet street in a poor neighborhood, where that's normal and other people do as well. We share a meal and say jokes. I am hald lucid and know this is a dream, so I feel like we aren't actually any different from us in 2020, we just have different jobs and different tech, but the rest feels very much the same. We meet a well-off couple from the big city, they do something in the "medicinal" area and they come to buy our drugs, but they like very much the looks of one of my friends. He is pretty good looking with blonde air and a manly face. They offer him a job as some kind of PR or salesman. They think he will be an asset to them because of his looks, after they train him and clothe him. We are very happy for him and he promises to help us out and maybe bring us to the big city with him when he is settled and affords to rent a house.

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At a magic convention, meeting point is the base of some mountains. As we gather at what looks like a door carved in the rock, with images and writing on the tab around it, the rock starts glowing and bursting into flames and becomes a portal to an underground world. Those that do not deserve entering are crushed at the entrance by falling slabs. I and my friends, we enter without issues, by crossing the flaming rock and inside we follow a corridor leading to an underground city of Incan descendants. It basically consist of gigantic chambers, carved in the stone, connected to one another. Some look like temple rooms, with beautiful carved walls and ceilings and a giant empty space in the center, where people just gather. Others have buildings inside. Their rulers are considered demi-gods and they are white as snow, but the people are dark skinned, like the original incans. I actually understand the light skin on someone living for ages underground, I have more trouble understanding the people who retained their dark skin tone living there.
When they see us the first time, they look at us as invaders and become defensive, but then they notice we are white and I am particularly pale, so they think we must also be gods, so we are taken to their rulers, who welcome us in their chambers.
A baby comes out of nowhere crawling in my direction. He is quite big and heavy despite being an infant - has the size of a 3-4 year old. I pick him up and he wants mothers milk. I point it out to someone and they say he is the queen's son and they will call the queen. But she takes ages to come and the poor baby is desperate. I almost offer my breasts but I have no milk so makes no sense. Meanwhile he starts to poop on me. He makes a helluva pile of poop, about half his body size. But his poop is basically a large string of kefir like white substance, nothing dirty, just weird.
The queen finally arrives and picks him up. They organize us in different groups, according to age and gender and some guides/ chaperones are appointed to tour with us. They assign a group of three 20 year old girls to keep me company. We are close to a majestic building (looks very modern though, not ancient Inca) and they point out some handsome blond dude coming out of some kind of vehicle, being escorted to the building. I say he looks exactly like the actor Ryan Phillipe. They have no clue whom I am talking about. They tell me he is the crown prince and they sigh at just how dreamy they think he is.

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Once again at my friend Zilla's home, actually her mom's. I go outside on the neighborhood for a walk and find lots of new shoes from a shop discarded by the dumpster. Some are still in the original boxes, but I will need bags to carry them with me. My friends, Zilla and Licas, they come by and we arrange to go get bags at home to rescue those shoes. At some point I am there guarding it so that no one else takes it and a couple of policemen comes ask me what I am doing. They think I am responsible for all those shoes on the ground and I could get a fine for it. But I explain what I am actually doing and ask if they can wait for my friends to come with bags.

Later on a department store, a vintage thing, looks like it's the 1930's. I am with a friend, a cute curly blond lady. She sees another lady she dislikes, paying for some very luxurious towels and leaving them unattended at the cashier's balcony. In a moment of distraction of the cashier, she steals the towels and runs towards me, so we go away before anyone notices. I become accidentally involved. We head to an elevator and she acts all paranoid as we descend to the garage level. I actually think she might have gotten away with it. I feel like I'm in a Hitchcock movie. I go home by train. Unfortunately there must have been witnesses or something, because days later I receive a notification to pay for the towels she stole - they considered me accomplice - and they even charged me 9€ for a pen I took by mistake that I had used to sign a cheque.

Some epic story, I think in China , but could be in Korea, Mongolia. This one felt a bit like a Bong Joon-ho movie. It was about some invaders, from another kingdom or tribe, and some people being driven out of their lands and persecuted. Their rulers are probably dead but there is a prince and a princess whom they believe are still alive but were captured. They escape through the mountains and reach an arid plateau. they are walking in two parallel lines along a path crossing the plateau, when their prince and princess appear at the end of the lines, running, looking beaten down. They rejoice, happy that they escaped. Unfortunately they were being followed by the enemy army, which is coming ready for an ambush. They have like a giant white sleeve-like trap they pull along the line of people, capturing them like fish in a net. I don't know how it is possible, but it works. And I am trapped with them.