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    1. 16 Sep: Visiting myself as a toddler, befriending a poor girl and reliving a past trauma

      by , 09-16-2022 at 04:02 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      Driving near my home, on the street perpendicular to the one with cat colony, and I spot an airplane flying very very low in circles. At some point I am sure it will crash. It is flying on its side and one wing hits an old stone wall on the edge of a plot of land. Miraculously, the plane doesn't crash right away and the pilot manages to straigthen it up and land on the narrow road besides it. But the airplane is all crumbled and broken. Some populars gather around to see and comment the situation but nothing agressive. Still, the pilot, who comes out unharmed, feels attacked and starts shouting and insulting everyone and telling them to go away.
      Somehow in the middle of this crowd I meet a time traveller. A guy tells me he invented time travelling and it's fine to go back and even meet yourself. I tell him I want to go back to some moment in the past. We land at some day when I was a toddler and my parents left me at the care of my grandmother. We knock at her door pretending to be salespeople. Back then everything was so much more simple and people trusted each other, so she invites us in and shows her she is feeding her granddaughter grapes. As my colleague sits down to talk about the fake deal with my grandma, I ask if I can hold the baby and feed her. She allows and I sit at a table holding my chubby toddler self and I feed her grapes. But I find the grapes are way too big and I might choke on those, so I chew them into smaller pieces, but my baby me rejects those. I ask my grandma why she is rejecting since it is easier to eat and swallow and she says she probably just doesn't want anymore grapes and that she has some sweets for her now. She hands me down some type of cake that has a crunchy white outside and is filled with a yummi creamy brown interior loaded with nuts and almonds. Once again, I don't think it is appropriate to feed these to the baby, both for the sugar content and the nuts she can choke on, so I again bite smaller chunks to feed the baby and in the meanwhile, I eat most of it myself because it's really yummi. Back in the future, my new friend has his machine and a big white board with formulas and notes in some small garage owned by some other guy. Incredibly, this other guy doesn't believe he actually time travels, so he goes back just a little bit just to write something on the white board and we in the present see it magically appearing on it. The time traveller guy had also been to the future recently and checked that his friend will still be offering him shelter in his garage for years to come, so him believing in it or not is irrelevant, he just needs a low-key place to keep it discreetly away.

      Parking with Riverstone at a parking in front ot some buildings, I am approached by a little girl who looks like a gipsy in ragged clothes. She asks for something, I can't hear exactly what. I have nothing I can offer, but I tell her I will bring something next time. Then we go inside the building, and the house we're in is similar to my mother's. We sit on the bed of my mom's room watching tv. The kid returns and I invite her in, because I want to know more about her needs. She is amazed at all my dolls and plushies. First, I think about letting her chose which one she wants, but then I recall I have lot more others in storage that I don't like as much and I prefer donating. So I ask her where she lives so I can go there one day with gifts and she takes me downstairs and around the building to show an apartment tower just behind us. Some windows on like the second floor are open and I see a large family inside, some of them at the window. I tell her I'll give my phone number to her so she can call me but she says she already has my phone. I wonder how.

      I am taking a shower at some place I don't recognize, but feels like home. Someone comes inside the bathroom and because my shower curtains ar way too short and don't close well, I see it is my *** . I feel embarassed and focus on pulling the curtains to close them as much as possible, but he pushes them a little open so he can peek. I feel awful and angry and I tell him to stop. He feels entitled to do it and I don't understand. I want to run away, I grab towels and cover myself. Then I remember I am a fully grown adult now and I really don't have to put up with his shit. So I tell him that and threathen to beat his ass if he doesn't just disappear and leave me alone.
    2. 30 May: Mom dies and time travel with university colleagues

      by , 05-30-2022 at 09:50 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      Staying with my mom at her house. For some reason we're sharing her bed. It is already uncomfortable and then I find that she has small stones and cristals under the sheets, for healing. They just hurt like hell. I remove all of it and clean the bed.
      Then my mom is no longer with me, supposedly she died. Someone comes over to talk about my inheritamce. I say there isn't much to inherit, just the house and her clothes. They suggest there is something more and that I have to find her will before someone else does. I don't get it, but I do find some letter in a drawer. Other people arrive, I hide it.

      I am attending college and currently working on an urgent work for the Portuguese class. I think I have enough time to finish my part, about 2 weeks, but turns out I hugely miscalculated the amount of work I still have to do. I have been procrastinating and the teacher reminds me how crucial that work is and I realize how late I am compared to my colleagues. I am still studying the sources and started witing one page. I find that my colleagues are actually mostly working in groups and I join one that I had supposedly previously left. Ana S. is in the group and I feel she is a bit suspicious at first about me wanting to redeem myself, but then she accepts me back in the group. The paper we are putting together is about some historical issue and then needs to be translated into a theathre play. I have a secondary role as a beautiful maid which marries a lord and gains power.
      Finally comes the day of presenting the paper and the concept of the play to the teacher. Everyone is in costume and I look in the mirror to see mine. I don't just look like myself in an outfit, I am actually a different girl. Also fair skinned with big dark eyes but my hair is black, long and curly. The room has couches scattered and we sit on them as the group leader introduces our work to the teacher. Some colleague then turns on a tv and shows a video, but it has no sound. I come closer to the tv to try to fix it and then accidentsly look through a window to my right. There is a hill going down until a small town on the valley. There is a rumble and what seems like an explosion and a cloud of dust spreads up in the air above it. Everybody in the room hears and sees it and runs to take cover behind or under something. The shock wave hits us and the dust cloud is expanding rapidly towards us. At first I think it is a volcanic eruption, but then I go look again and I notice that the space is distorted. The city did not blow up and instead is divifing and multiplying, like a cell. I notice the air seems distorted around it, like a gravitational anomaly. It seems to have opened a space-time breach beause then I see more people wearing old time clothes and riding horses and some old school war going on. It seems as if the time about which we were making our presentation, caught up with us and now we're geting involved in whatever war that is going on. I see a bunch of men on horseback coming towards us. Some of us go hide and others say since we are wearing epoch appropriate clothing, we should just mingle and see what happens. I am not so sure. I get some binoculars and observe the men coming. I see a pile of bodies of dead villagers they left behind in the valley. I feel horrified and feel they'll do the same to us. The others don't listen to me, they just stay behind and wait. I decide to run the opposite direction and just hide somewhere. As I start running, I wake up with a dog howling outside.
    3. 3 Jan: I am Neo in a new weird Matrix movie

      by , 01-03-2022 at 08:09 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      Watching a new Matrix movie and Neo finds glitches in the matrix and he his committed or arrested for it. He escapes by fooling some guard. Then bad dudes from a corporation come looking for him and torture the guard, accusing him of helping Neo. Meanwhile Neo finds that there are several Neos in this matrix. He goes to a barber who looks like a younger self and the customer he is shaving, also looks like a young and slightly different Neo. Yet they don't realize they are identical and think he is insane. When he insists that they are all versions of the same person, they become violent and the barber throws knives at him. Then I have an epifany and say to Riverstone, whi is sitting by my side, that we are also in a simulation, being deceived that we are watching a film. I say that I am actually Neo and I do become him in that fight with his clones and I fly away from there. I go look for people I know, but everything seems to be changing randomly and people I know become someone else or have different lives and don't know me anymore. I enter a house of supposed friends and there is a middle aged couple there. Their cat recognizes me, but they don't. Yet they react calmly to my presence and offer me dinner with them and ask me to explain in detail who I am and what I am looking for. I tell them I have partial amnesia and know my name and my work, but don't know anything beyond that or where I live and was certain that some of my friends lived here. They are very understanding but offer no answers to my questions. Then some girl comes at the door claiming to be my sister and that I am dangerously deluded and she needs to take me with her. I escape and get lost in the small town we are in. Then there is either a theme fair from the 30s going on or I also travelled back in time, because it all looks from that era. When I interact with people, they get startled because I dress funny and I say weird things and clearly don't belong there. Once again they think I am insane and try to arrest me. The only way to escape is flying away, but I can't fly high for some reason and keep being pulled down by them. I scream from the top of my lungs and my thunderous voice numbs everybody around for a while. I then run away on foot. Meanwhile, the corporation guys are back in their HQ debating how Neo is destabilizing the simulations, but they think they are outside of it. Until strange things start to happen and they start realize they themselves are not from the real world but simulated matrix controllers as there is a matrix within a matrix within a matrix. As I try to walk discreetly through the town, I hear some familiar music that attracts me to a place where old ladies do arts and crafts and I find my mom there. I approach her to try to see if she knows me. She doesn't, but she invites me in. The place was a cozy llittle studio which becomes claustrophobic as the old ladies surround me with curiosity and some keep bringing in boxes and boxes of stuff that block the entrance and narrow down the space available.

      Updated 01-11-2022 at 10:04 AM by 34880

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    4. 16 Dec: Try to grift Ronaldo as a teen, car crash and helping a kidnap victim

      by , 12-16-2021 at 09:56 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      Back to the past with my parents. We're in Lisbon, at some metro station. Looks brand new although it has the vintage look before modern renovations. We are looking for an exit and go through a door which leads directly to inside a mall. But not the entrance, but to some service corridor on the back of the cinema area. So some lady says we can't be there and tries to push us out. But I find another door on this corridor, which actually leads to the interior of the mall and I pull my parents in. There is an arcade with old videogames and kids playing and my mom spots Ronaldo in his teenage years. She can't resist to go meet him and when she calls him for his name he looks surprised, because he doesn't recognize her. She doesn't explain it either and looks like a creepy old lady. I see an opportunity here and I push my mom aside. I tell him I'd like to talk to him. He is still the ugly teenager who wouln't say no to some good looking lady. So I take him away from the crowd and I slowly tell him that I am from the future and have something important to tell him. At first he thinks I am nuts, so show him my smartphone, trying to impress him, but he dismisses it and actually wants to know more of what I have to say. I tell him he is going to be one of the most famous people in the world and very rich and also look hot, so now I have his attention. I tell him he must follow my tips and do what I know he did in his life (i actually don't know much) so he doesn't miss the opportunities that lead him there. In exchange I only ask for his generosity when he does succeed, to share some of his wealth with me in the future, when I come to him. But he is very distracted, I ask him to repeat to me what I tell him about the teams he'll play on and he keeps messing it up and saying he will work at a post office. He also gets distracted with some lady in a car looking at us and them complains that his shorts are falling down because they're too large. I offer him several strings and pieces of fabric to use as a belt and while he sorts that out, I grab a paper to write bullet points for him. But I keep throwing them away because the text is never what I want. I wake up when I understand it is a dream.


      Getting my car out of a parking lot with my parents inside and I lose control and crash against someone behind us. If it was a small car it would have been crushed, but it is a big van from the Civil Protection services. The driver is upset but keeps calm. My parents come out of the car to mediate. He moves his car to a parking space and I follow him with mine. As I get out of the car, some slender girl bumps into me. She has some black silicone gag in her mouth and zip ties in her hands behind her back and seems to plead for help. She is so thin that I manage to pick her up and carry her in my arms. I take her inside my mom's house which is strangely right there, and I sit her in the kitchen while I cut the zip ties and remove the gag. She can't talk because she is in shock and has dry mouth. I ask mom for water. The guy from the van I hit is also there to help and as everyone tries to do something I ask them to please collect the objects with care and put them in plastic bags as they might have fingerprints for the police. I say I am gonna call the cops and my dad sighs. He says that once again I found something to keep myself busy. I don't understand his remarks since it is not my fault that stuff keep happening to me.
    5. 15 Aug: Agent of the TVA (Loki reference)

      by , 08-15-2021 at 09:39 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      A dream inspired by Loki the TV series. First I am just watching some scene with Loki. There are two of them, the main one and another who could be his younger brother and they are disagreeing on how to proceed about something and they almost fight. But then the younger one recognizes that he made some judgement mistake and turns around completely. As they follow the main Loki plan, I watch it unfold, Then I also have a mission in which I have to go with a colleague to the 50's, looking for an anomaly in the timeline. We enter a bookshop and I immediately spot a book on the display that does not seems to fit the time. It is a used book, illustrated, very damaged. I check it and it contains short stories with concepts way advanced for this time and even historical references that don't belong here. As I read it, a couple with kids comes in and I try to not interact with them, but straight away they get curious about the book I am reading. I try to deflect their attention, but they insist, so I kinda explain what it is while skipping the most problematic stuff and I say I am buying it, to see if they lose interest. And then the couple starts fighting or something over one of their girls running away. They ask for our help, They say she is a problem, lives in her own world. Ask me if I wanna take her. I find that odd. But then I meet her. I find her at a nearby beach, on a ruin in the sand. There is some kind of broken metal tower and she is sitting in a hollow space near the top. She has a small device in her hands, like a handmade radio and explains to me she uses it to capture the signal that comes from the moon. That signal is ours. She says there is a whole reality people don't know about and this transmission is proof and she wants to decode it. I understand we actually have to take her. She belongs with us.
    6. 25 May: Escaping tyranny, joining the dreamworld resistance, maze runner time portal

      by , 05-25-2021 at 04:13 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      I live in some kind of community / village, very backwards and religious, similar to a film I watched about a girl living in Cabul under the reign of the taliban. Everything is censored and forbidden and my brother is to be burnt to death on a public square the next day. At night he is kept locked in a kind of coffin, on-site and I am attempting a rescue. At some point, I see it from his point of view and I feel claustrophobic inside the box trying to break it out to escape.

      I think following the previous dream, we get an escape ride from some guy of a rebel group. He looks so dreamy and he is a daredevil. He takes us to a highway with lots of self-driving trucks and then makes really risky maneuvers, like getting between them and even underneath them, between their wheels. The car has strange sitting arrangement. The three of us sit on the front and there is no gear stick so I am right beside the driver, in the middle seat. When things get really stressful, he lays his hand on my leg and I enjoy it a lot. He realizes that and he keeps it there. We stop to eat at some place and we clearly are enjoying our mutual attraction and getting cozy with each other.
      I think we talk briefly about me becoming part of the resistance, so after I am safely at some apartment complex settled with my family - my mom is there too - I receive a message to please come meet someone at the window. I go to the balcony, which looks over a steep valley and I see nobody. They insist they are there and if I don't join them, they'll leave. Then I spot a guy in a blue jumpsuit, coming out from the middle of the green hill on the other side of the valley, quite far away. Then spot half a dozen others scattered around the hill. I wonder why they are so distant. One of them flies over to meet me at the balcony and then together we fly over to the other side and we fly together over some weird border zone and they tell me they operate at the border of realities. I assume they mean reality and dreamscapes. They show me an area over which they have an ongoing mission and need me and a couple others to go undercover and work at an IKEA like store. I show them my flying skills, basically levitating horizontally without making an effort, which is way better than how they do it. It is hard to explain how they do it, but it is not subtle at all. So I join two girls with whom work there and I comment how weird it is for them to have a 9 to 5 life inside dreams and be able to come back to that dream and complete the mission. Then they show me a box of make up products I should use, as demanded at our job site and I find it awful, hate the colors but try some orangey lipstick. Then start the day by having breakfast at a nearby cafeteria in the building complex we live at. I learn that ideally I should go there at this time, like about 6 am, before a lot of other people come there before work. I try to spot what they have that is relatively healthy for me to eat and see they have corn for popcorn and decide to get some packets and just cook them at home on the microwave when I don't feel like eating what they serve.

      With 4 more people stuck in some square open space surrounded by stone walls. Very much like the Maze Runner. One wall opens up a sequence of doors forming a tunnel and we can see the outside in the end of it but after 5 seconds the various sections along the tunnel close starting from the end to the beginning. After we are sure of the time it takes to complete the process, we test going back and forth, and then we decide to go for it. But when we arrive at the other side we realize it is a time portal and we are seeing the past. There is a battle going on and we see ships in a port attacking a town with cannons. We have 1 sec to decide what to do and we decide going back. Then we discuss if we prefer to check the options as we're convinced the portals opens up at random places and times and we discuss what would be our ideal destination and times we really don't want to go to. It's hard because for the majority of human history there has been war or other bad difficulties, but we end up jumping into some South American country, somewhere in the 1900s. There is some celebration going on, at some town. We blend in (not sure how, as I am wearing jeans) but I notice some guy, acting like a feudal lord of this place, very interested in me and sending someone to go and get me. I slip away through the crowd and I find a Japanese old lady that I am sure I know from somewhere. She is teaching crochet to some ladies and she does recognize me. I wonder how is that possible and she tells me she has access to a portal that lets her go back to Japan in our current time and we met there once. Her English is very poor and my Spanish, which apparently she speaks well, is also not so good, but she asks me if I can crochet and we sort of communicate and I tell her the things I used to crochet and knit. But I really don't wanna talk about that. I am so excited that she has access to our present time, I go look for my friends and tell them we can go home. But some of them don't feel so excited for some reason, so they stay. The Japanese lady takes me to the portal but doesn't cross it with me, so I end up alone at night in some Japanese village and feel a bit lost and cold, but also relieved that at least this is my world.
    7. 16 Nov: Moving to an apartment, time travel to Washington 1900s

      by , 11-16-2020 at 04:50 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening / astral projection


      We moved to an apartment in Alverca. The house is nice and big, but we look through the window and I only see other buildings right in front. I recall we moved here so to be closer to mom. She is seeing the house for the 1st time and she is impressed by the size of the rooms. She lays on the couch in the living room and says that's what she'll be doing on weekends when she comes by, but I notice she is sad and so am I. More than sad, I feel depressed and oppressed, remembering the beautiful green landscape we no longer have around. I miss it so much and think we made a mistake.

      Travel back in time with a couple friends, kind of accidental. We find ourselves in USA around the 1900s, I think in Washington. We end up in the house of a lady and her daughter who have some kind of family factory they inherited and are trying to get back to work, having to fight back all the discrimination against independent working women. They are determined to make it work and we help them. Right now they have men reconstructing their old mansion and its quite chaotic. I go for a walk with one of my friends and we pass by historical buildings like the Senate and I ask her "Doesn't this feel like you real life now? Don't you feel at home here?" And she says "no", looking surprised. I explain that I enjoy so much this slow paced world and she says she misses the internet. I laugh and agree, that's the only thing that really is hard not to have. But we agree we don't miss tv or any of other technological advances. She still says she wouldn't want to stay. I say I would and I imagine I'd use it to try to change so many things. I see myself writing books to influence the mentality of people in the future.
    8. 26 May: Pharmacy, time travel agents, my teacher and dumpsterdiving

      by , 05-26-2019 at 02:45 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      On a trip with mom and others to "Serra da Estrela" and it starts snowing. Mom is out of her mind happy, we take amazing photos and we will share them at Xmas with someone.

      Been needing medicine but and avoiding the pharmacy. But I really need something to feel better and someone is recommending me one particular pharmacist, so I go there and try to get something. I engage in conversation with the pharmacist, she realizes I know quite a lot about drugs and natural remedies. She mentions having colloidal silver and goes get a vial for me to take every day.

      Flying over a pasture with sheep and on fire.

      Part of a team that travels in time and solves situations from the past, turning around the outcomes of wars, etc. We believe we actually need to do it so our timeline is not broken. We get riddles and leads from an unknown source and we solve the cases through detective work and figuring out the riddles on site in the past. But there is another team that thinks we actually alter the timeline and they are against it and try to stop us. There is no way to know which group is doing the good thing.
      We are at a church somewhere in Netherlands or Flanders. We need to reach the highest tower. We solve riddles and puzzles to open and close secret doors and activate hidden gadgets. Up in the tower there is a final riddle which activates a shower of arrows which are shot to the middle of a battle going on down below and which saves the city from its invaders. Once we complete this task, we return to our time and we are caught by the other group. Their leader is a tall handsome guy and we kinda have a crush on him. He arrests me, but I am cool as a pumpkin and he realizes we already completed our mission.

      Some event with my Teacher. We're staying at a hotel or something. I meet him at the lobby and we sit at a table talking. I undress a coat and notice I am wearing a red knitted sweater just like his. I find it funny but not awkward, until other students join us and they are all dressed in white and look at us two wondering why we both wear the same sweater.

      I cross a parking lot and see a dumpster full of good stuff someone threw away. I go get a van and start selecting clothes, shoes, and other stuff. A lady from a nearby block of apartments seems suspicious at what I am doing, so I tell her I collect stuff others throw away, to donate institutions and people in need, so she gets excited and actually comes to help me.
    9. 13 May: Time travel rebels

      by , 05-13-2019 at 01:39 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      In the future. Part of a rebel group who can time travel and materialize in chosen places. We use our tech to fix some situations we consider unjust, but some powers that be don't like what we do, so we are highly persecuted for that.
      One day, on a mission at some gala, we position ourselves until we are ready to strike, when one of us is detected. Fortunately no one else has, so we leave and regroup at another site and work on a plan B. Charlize Theron is one of us.
    10. 24 Mar: High-speed chase, jumping portal, family and highschool reunion

      by , 03-24-2019 at 05:00 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      In the future, in an apartheid society where everybody is chip'd and identified wherever it goes. There is a way to clone someone's ID, but to get into some place truly undetected, one has to be really close to the person who has the original ID, so that there aren't records of the same ID in different places.
      I am trying to get in or out the city (I think out), which I don't have permission to, so I am wearing a clone ID and I don't want to be detected by the system, so I have to tail this person. To get out of the city, we have to go through the tube of high speed shuttles and I am tailing in a smaller shuttle that also goes undetected, but I have to navigate dangerously close at vertiginous high speed. It's awesome. And the tube is light up with all kinds of neon lights.


      I get semi-lucid and the tunnel becomes like a well in which I sink and go through different eras, taking different roles, from princess, to a japanese ghost (like the one from The Ring), but always dancing and just appreciating the details and their beauty.

      Nela is staying with us at my mom's. We have to share the bed and I complain to my mom.
      Then at my mom's doorstep, lots of neighbors gathering. My aunt and cousins are there to. Then I meet some guy from high school and he invites me to join him to some reunion with our school friends. They all look good except Mara who is bald from cancer treatments and is envying my braids.
    11. 23 Jan: Time travel agent making lots of mistakes

      by , 01-23-2019 at 11:19 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


      Kind of working for some time travel agency, but we make lots of mistakes. Traveled to time of first long distance train travels with sleep cabins. At the second class carriages I cross path with some very dirty kids, one is by the window peeing himself apparently. A colleague of mine pops up from a portal but doesn't fully cross, just crosses his torso to deliver me a message but his seen by other people, who freak out, faint, well, mayhem.
      Later I go to the time of the first cars. But they are still experimental and no one drives them yet. We forgot that detail and I appear driving one. A woman! Everybody is shocked and wants to stop me and ask me who I am. Uh oh, gotta go! But the car is so slow, some people could run after me. After a long chase I manage to hide from them and jump forward in time. In the 60s I find some lady getting rid of stuff on the sidewalk and I stop by and see books I grew up with and no longer have, some vintage toys and other real treasures hard to find nowadays in mint condition. I ask her if I can collect for charity but it is for me to take to the future. She agrees but she ain't so happy, says she doesn't want it to end up in the hands of the wrong people. That's her problem, anyway she was trashing it all.
      Then some cute boy, like a young Joseph Gordon-Levitt stops by to see what I am doing. We talk, he starts helping me sort things out, always playing with me and being very funny. Then we find some sexy clothes in the stuff and he teases me about it. We start flirting with each other and we have a really good time.
    12. 13 Dec: Overcrowded and overheated future, time travel and judgement day

      by , 12-13-2018 at 04:30 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


      In a not so distant future, Trump is still US President, but climate change has wrecked society. He himself is suffering the effects on his own skin, literally. On the news they're saying he had a heat stroke and sweat so much at some event he almost died. He will now only be indoors in controlled temperature and they are considering making a protective dome around him when he has to step outside, so he is in a controlled environment all the time.

      I am on the overcrowded subway, lots of women with their kids going to school, but it is so dangerous. People have no civility anymore and can get violent and do whatever, because there is lawlessness. Gangs of criminals attack, rob, kidnap in broad daylight and on public transports and no one can stop it. It's heartbreaking to see how men treat women and their children as second class humans and push them, hurt them, insult them as a normal part of life. Police now shoots on the streets any illegal immigrant or suspected criminal.
      The subway train I am in just stopped at a station and there is a half a dozen policemen with guns ready to shoot some Hispanic guy who has a hostage and is waiting to get on board of the train with her, which incidentally s his wife. They actually don't shoot, because of so many people around and he comes on the subway. He is out of his mind, shouting, threatening everybody and he seats with the lady under his arm, pointing a gun to her.
      He is clearly mad and delusional and he claims we are all somehow guilty of whatever accusation against him on violence against his wife. He says something about her lawyers and suddenly he sees us as said lawyers and wants to kill us. As I see that he is ready to shoot randomly, when I see a chance I grab some crane or stick that I find nearby and I hit him in the head multiple times until he falls on the ground, still conscious, but no longer capable of doing anything at all, visibly fatally wounded. I feel horribly sick with what I did. But others treat me as a hero, saying I did what was necessary to save us all.

      Later I am at some family's home and a lady is telling her father that her kid is coming to the city to participate in the Olympic games and that she is accompanied by her father and coach. This lady's dad implies that there is a thing going on between the kid's dad and the coach. The mother minimizes its importance, what matters is the kid. She wants the grandpa to be at the competitions supporting his granddaughter. He claims it is too expensive and dangerous nowadays, but she promises to try get some special seats for athletes families. He still has decided he won't go. Being outside just became to dangerous and extremely unpleasant because of the heat and social unrest.

      Me and some friends have some special abilities, like going back in time and altering the past or flying. And there is a group who is trying to get to us and steal our powers, which we get from a kind of dark matter that we can extract from thin air.
      I go on a mission to some time in the past to alter something, but it isn't a moving normal reality, instead it is like landing on a rock solid static 3D picture and to alter anything, I have to fight huge forces that feel like gravity, like when I want to change positions of people and objects. In this case, I need to move a newspaper on a table to a certain page to be noticed by some man who will sit on the table, but turning the page is like turning a large rock.
      Just as I had accomplished it, one guy from the organization that hunts us down, appears in the situation, holding a bit of the black matter and we grabs me but I still can escape to my present time. In the present, they are chasing my friends mercilessly and they get hold them and them into a building with a large lobby with glass walls, concrete columns and a lake outside. I keep entering the facilities at night and I get closer and closer to find them. Then one night I find the room they are being kept in, but their agents come and see me there. I run and try to find my way backwards from where I came. I lose most of them in the chase, except for one lady agent who is relentless. I jump through a window, fearless as I summon some black matter that sustains me in my flight. But she also has some black matter and with a bit of fear she also jumps out of the window and tries to chase me. But they are far from mastering this thing and she just floats down to the ground as I soar through the sky, getting away from her.

      Visiting my cousin Ana. She is sharing an house with a dude I don't like so much at first sight but actually later I find him ok. She is very busy and basically leaves me at home alone. She has a new business of buying and remodeling houses and she is very excited with it. She leaves with the guy. I go to the toilet because my eyes hurt. I look in the mirror and I see I have a bunch of eyelashes in my eyes and I start removing them, feeling much relief.

      Then I go to the university, but strangely not to have classes with a regular teacher, but to receive teachings from my Buddhist teacher. My colleagues enter an auditorium where the teaching will happen and there is a lot of noise and confusion inside. When I go in I see my colleagues debating with a bunch of other people who are already sitting there for another class. There was a double reservation of this room, but those who came first won the right to stay. I go outside again and my teacher walks by with the usual entourage around him and just goes away when learning the teaching was postponed until a new room is found available. But as he goes away, I notice a sneaky eye contact with me.

      It's judgement day and the world is being slowly torn apart in a vortex spiraling from all directions. From any place we stand, the vision is that of a cylindrical tube, at which opposite sides the vortex is destroying everything. But it works to my left and right and also to my front and back and other directions. And somewhere in the exact center there is a sweet spot of calmness. There is chaos everywhere with buildings collapsing, people running aimlessly, but in the center where I stand, there is an angelic baby, with golden locks, all alone, sitting in absolute peace. I go towards him and cuddle his head. He is smiling and I feel peace too. I turn around for a second and he disappears. Then people around me reach a new level of hysteria and I see electricity cables ripping apart and swinging on the streets, electrocuting whomever gets caught in the way. I look for cover but I am hit by it a couple of times. But doesn't do me any harm. I still decide to take cover inside some building, so I enter a food court and find and absolutely calm environment. There are two vegetarian fast food companies selling their delicacies over a counter. I start with the guys from the right who are preparing vegan pizzas and I want to try but they claim it will still take a while. So then I turn to the guys on the left to see what they have and they offer me some salads as a starter and some vegan patties. Oh well, if it's the end of the world, I will die happy
    13. 30 Aug: time travel and karma

      by , 08-31-2010 at 05:26 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      23:20 GMT - Sleep

      Continuation of my day
      I had some dream that was prolongation of my day. I had been with some Buddhist friends, doing some practices and then we had a dinner party. So I dreamt about it with some dream twists on it.

      2:39 GMT

      A very bad after party
      I am at some people’s house along with some others – I guess the dinner party from the dream before continued – and we have to sleep over. Unfortunately I am told I have to sleep in the kitchen floor over some blanket. If that wasn’t bad enough, the floor is inundated and I think to myself they must be crazy. So I leave the kitchen and guess what, I find a room with small beds, maybe of kids. Not the most comfy either, but better than a wet floor, so I lay down there, a bit upset that the house owners didn’t offer me that option. A friend of mine (G.T.) enters the room, also looking for a place to crash and I manage a way for him to also sleep there – I find some extra mattress or something. I think we had no blankets to cover and that we felt cold all night.

      Meeting a friend at some show
      I just have this image that I arrived at a place with long continuous concrete seats in rows and that I sat in a row behind this group of people, which then I realised was my friend R. and her family. I think we were watching some show.

      Waiting for an earthquake
      I was on my way home with my boyfriend and when we were right in front of our apartment building we got some warning that an earthquake was about to shake the ground. I think it was some sort of intuition, because other people were just doing their normal life. I asked him not to go inside, that we should look for an open space, so we went to the middle of some square, far away from the buildings around and we waited.

      Ladies’ showers
      I am at the shower at some public pool or gymnasium. Many ladies and girls are taking shower, dressing, etc, when an old guy comes in looking distracted and tries to cross it to the exit. The ladies react very calmly but fast and put the guy out. They comment they are sick and tired of guys excusing themselves, saying they mistook the men shower for the women’s. There’s just too many “accidents” happening to be fortuitous.

      Really old digital clock
      I am at my deceased grandma’s home, in the living room, waiting for something and watching TV. I get bored and look at the nearby desk. I spot this really old digital clock. Probably one of the firsts, but were there digital clocks already on my grandparents time? I don’t think so! Still, this one really looks old. It has some old label saying 30 EUR (almost illegible), which is even more bizarre, considering that the euro is around only since 1999.

      5:29 GMT

      The red hair boy that travels in time
      I would like to remember more of this one. I can only remember from when the action was already in the middle. There was this young boy, maybe 10 years old, red hair, who was being accused of murder in a past life. There was this kind of karmic court where he was being summoned for trial but he was totally absolutely convinced that he was innocent. So he gathered a team and planned an expedition to the past. He somehow travelled back in time, looking for himself in a past life. He managed to find that he couldn’t have possibly have committed the murder he was accused of. On this village where his past rebirth lived, he was told he had been away on the mountains and didn’t come back and people worried. He then went to the mountain looking for “himself”. He found “himself” frozen in an ice block, under piles of snow – he looked exactly the same as he looked: around 10 years old and red hair. It had happened recently, so he was like dormant but not yet “irreparable”. As in the future there was the technical means to unfreeze and relive the boy, the future-boy took the past-boy with him. He managed to save him and took him to the court, along with all the evidences that this boy was dead at 10 years old if he hadn’t save him, therefore he couldn’t possibly have committed the crime as an adult.
      Some judges agreed but others were not so sure. After all, there he was, alive, right? What would stop him to go back to the past and kill someone? So the proof of innocence was also the murder weapon. Tricky.


      Deported Russian lady
      Also in a court. This time there is a Russian lady, called Tania, being trialled. I am one of her friends watching the trial. She risks deportation. On some other day – the day of the judge decision – I’m not there and two other friends come to tell me the news. They are crying and I also shed some tears. We then decide to go meet this one other friend of us to also tell her.

      Expensive outlet
      I am with some lady friends in this clothes shop. It looks a bit like a gipsy market but all the clothes are damn expensive designer clothes. Still, they are supposed to be on sale. I pick this very tiny skirt in a very thin fabric and I tell my friends: “In the real gipsy market this would cost me less than 5 EUR”. Then I check the price tag and it says 75 EUR. I say out loud that it’s really absurd and some lady by my side says “No, it’s not. It’s not the fabric that counts, what counts is that it is designer’s clothes.” OK, ok, go on with your shopping, I can’t even find anything that actually looks good.
      Then I find this corner where they serve coffee and cookies. I wonder if a cookie costs 100 EUR and decide to just eat this cookie I brought along with me. Then this guy appears out of nowhere and I throw a bunch of cookies on the floor. Luckily these cookies were wrapped up in plastic, so I just picked them up and put them back on the table. Meanwhile I am still chewing my own cookie and this guy starts accusing me of having eaten one of the cookies. I said no, I didn’t. But he kept insisting I had eaten of the cookies and had to pay it. He made it look like a big crime. I had to pull all my tricks, until I found the package of my own cookie to prove its origin. Then he backed off. Then for curiosity I asked how much the cookies cost and he said 50 cents and he laughed at me. He was just mocking me all along.


      Stealing on a hardware store
      I am in a hardware shop and for some reason I am determined in stealing something. I know I don’t need it, that it’s not cleptomania and I also don’t wanna be caught – so maybe a bet I made with someone?
      I look around really looking for something and so far the best I think of is a tube of super-glue. Really? Then I see this supports for pictures on the wall and I remember I actually need some,so I start comparing models. I even call my boyfriend asking for his opinion. In the end I just give up and don’t steal anything at all.



      8:00 GMT – Wake up

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