The Dream Magic Experiment

I was on a trail with a "party," a group of adventurers. Some of us were knights, one in particular is out for revenge. One of their knights (or was it their king?) was killed. The other knight there is his best friend. He wanted to stop the other from doing something reckless like going off on his own. He went after him, so there were fewer of us. The two knights is reminiscent of two game characters from a Gameboy RPG I played years back.

On the road, we passed met a group of characters... anthropomorphized animals riding regular animals. They were passing flyers to their event/celebration. They're from a nearby city/town.

Backtrack: I was talking to a wizard of sorts (unclear image and personality) that gave me a quest to destroy a small collection of towns/cities (10 in all) and the crystal sphere that... holds them together? They're all on a bridge. I imagined their cities destroyed, by something like meteors.

I also remember the place being so colorful and happy. Then when I went to their celebration, I was almost overwhelmed by the barrage of colors. It was a fun, happy place. I started thinking that wizard was a bad guy who just wants to destroy the place but can't do it himself. The townspeople are already wary of him. So I set out to make it my mission to help out the 10 towns.

I "woke up." I was on my bed, and I was writing the dream so I won't forget. I was excited, thinking I should make that dream into a game. My bed position was different, closer to the door, and I was looking at myself wearing a white shirt and blue shorts.

I was in our hometown. I kept going back to the city, for some reason, every few days. I also kept panicking about the clothing I was supposed to bring. I remember my stuff were near our deep well, and I keep dropping some of them off, but I have to hurry already. A friend, C, was already almost out of the gate. I ran after her.

I was on a train. It was night. I remember worrying that if I lean too much inside the train walls, I might get hit by some object outside. We reached a station (underground). I saw C ahead of me. I was still trying to organize my stuff and realized I brought only one pair of (black) socks and they don't match. They also look too big.

We stopped by an eatery. It's morning or at least daylight. I wasn't planning on eating, but then I saw the nice-looking fried chicken. I decided to order one: thigh and leg. There were a few tables in the open area (no indoors). The guy brought the chicken to our table. The guy on a nearby table was leaning too much towards us, so I moved a bit. I checked my money just in case I left that too. Then I saw the guy behind us (a bit of long hair, white shirt, and looks messy) drag C away. I ran after them but he opened a door to the "underground." The "door" is right in front of and kind of below the doorway of a house. I was about to go in but I got scared. It looks like a room, but colored... reddish? There were a few people inside, and they don't look threatening. There's another door across the room that leads to a dark place. (literally dark, and I can't see beyond it)

The few people who were there look like they're just lounging about, not guarding anything, but I was afraid of going in. I decided to call a nearby policeman. I guided him to the house, and we went inside the house to the other room, but then I realized it wasn't supposed to be inside the house. There was a skinny guy there (he lives there, I think) who didn't seem to mind we came in. He has a bit of a long hair too. The police was skeptical of me.

When I realized it's outside the house, I went back out and pulled up the door in front and below the doorway. I told him he has to call backup since it might be some sort of underground network of criminals, not just the basement. He ran in anyway, all confident, and I was beside myself in frustration. I thought of calling other police. I imagined where C was taken (I saw her going up and down a muddy place) after a few days, and I also saw a kidnapped kid.

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NOTES:

- I felt scared during the "awake" part of my dream.
- I slept around 7 pm. I set my alarm to 1 hour and 44 minutes (or was it 3 hours and 44 minutes?), but I fell asleep again after I turned it off. I woke up around 10 pm.
- My eyes were so tired when I went to sleep.
- I still have pending work.
- I inked a sketch I had that I labelled "Charlie."
- I was thinking of buying chicken from Chooks To Go earlier today.
- I think this dream shows how reckless my superego is at the moment.
- It might also signify that I have to once again meet my shadow. It's been years since I felt scared and helpless in a dream.

I saw my high school classmates. We were in my hometown. Writing materials. There was a bus. We were going somewhere. To college?

I went back quickly to get something from our 'house' (used to be a convenience store near our house IRL, but now an empty warehouse). I saw a thief breaking in. I was able to drive him away. He looked like a lanky teenager, brown-skinned (topless?) with curly hair. The room was dark, but the light from the sun outside gave me those details. I wasn't able to see his face, which was mostly indoors.

I approached the police officers across the street and told them what happened, even though the whole thing was visible. They said something along the lines that, yeah, those things happen. I was no longer sure if I wanted to join the others in the trip.

NOTE: Wrote this around 12 hours after the dream, from squiggles.

Aug 8, 2013

Third person view of me. I was in a train station. I saw myself come out of the train with another guy. An acquaintance? His face was unclear. Someone (a friend?) was being interrogated by an officer just outside the train. I asked 'What's going on, officer'? He said something about the friend, and I crossed my arms and faced my friend, asking 'What did you do [this time]?'

A map. Top-down view. A town. Various locations we passed by. There was a lake with monsters.

NOTE: I was partially aware that I was dreaming. In fact, I was interpreting the dream while watching it. I see it as a battle between my ego, superego and id. The officer is obviously the superego, id the erring friend (although I was unclear what he did wrong), and 'I' was the ego, trying to work between the two, but obviously downplaying the id's desires.

A fight. A riot. Police coming. There were a lot of fences. At first we just needed to stay behind the fences. but some people attacked the police. they got beaten. the police advancing. tried to fight them without killing. someone said they're just robots. as the chief prepared his missile gun, i raced to him. I pulverized the missile and him. A huge attack from me. Allies. Two cat like females. A majin buu type. Hospital copter. Going home. An abandoned blog.

I am in a school. Back to school. Elementary in Manapla. Mom gave me my allowance. Just a few coins. Small coins. More than enough payment for the tricycle. Something like 2.30 pesos?

I am in a store filled with books. Seems the enemy wanted us to leave. I told the others to pack up already. They were so slow, almost uninterested. DZMM bought the building?

Too late. They're at the gate already. Tried going out the back. Wall, like the back of our home and garage. They wanted to try climbing. I kept saying impossible. The only exit is out front.

The police were there. We were arrested. Walk down the street to what was the gym or plaza area. Downward. Slope. Started down because of the slope. My captor beside me. Convince him not to handcuff us. We won't escape. He goes straight ahead. He tells us to turn to the left, to the police station.

We are looking at... stuff. Blade ship? Invisible. Yeerks. I am thinking one of them is a controller trying to see if we recognized the shimmering object which is the cloak mode of the blade ship. Pretend I can't see it. Blocks. Building blocks. After the orientation, I go to a lady. She said I should just finish my MIMM??? It's my third and last, but I left home so I didn't finish it. It's some sort of school.

Car. Taxi? Pasay. Manila. Going around. Countryside?

July 8 dream.

I was walking alone the street. Somewhere in Manila. I arrived in a police station. Rested there. A black kid arrived. Threatening? I jumped behind the desk and hid. He took something and ignored everyone, then started to leave. The woman police officer started shooting at him. It's like he didn't feel it. Then he turned around and looked at the shooter. He said something. Not sure if he killed her.

A lot of people walking. I was meeting people. Some young and some old. I slept in a garage of a friend. The mom appeared, and I said good morning.

Lucid:

I was on my bed. I heard the lucid dreaming induction, and I realized I was in a dream. I "woke up" and saw the surroundings in a spiral. I can barely make sense of the view. I also forgot to take off my contacts, so I might have subconsciously included that fact in my lucid dream.

I tried to "follow" to spiral, as I felt my legs move or float towards the wall, and beyond the wall. Then I was standing in my room, but everything is still out of focus. I got dizzy, and then I was back on bed. I thought I woke up, but I immediately went into another dream.

Non-Lucid:

I was in a room with a LOT of people I "know," or at least in the dream. I don't know any of them in real life, yet I felt some sort of kinship with them. We were gathering for something. We're a music or band. I'm not sure if we were setting up the place or bringing it down.

After a while, a new set of people arrived. Another "band," but they're still part of the "group." One I distinctly remember has long, curly/wavy hair reaching past his shoulders. I think he wore red shirt. We rearranged the place, putting up some chairs. I checked the nearby room, but the chairs there are mostly broken down, or at least not good to support people.

Then everyone's gone. Probably elsewhere. But "I" was "under" or viewing the underside of houses. I think it's the same house, but I'm looking at the "underground" of each rooms. I, along with a companion (not sure who, or whether it was a guy or girl), looked at how some of them have dripping "water," and how the spot immediately below it is wet. Some are clean. It seems they "throw" those wet stuff into a "hole" on the floor, and it drips down to the ground.

Then some police arrived. They were looking for us. We had to hide. I saw a closet, and went into it with my companion. I hoped to remain invisible amidst the variety of stuff in that room/closet.

I was in an office, with lawyers. We talked about something. A case? Then something about a 10-year-old girl?