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17.11.2014

Finding treasures and selling Real Estate by accident (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was going into some sort of treasure hunt, but this was indoors. At some point in the dream, someone dug a whole on the ground and there was a treasure chest, it was buried and full of dirt, but looked something like this:



We were about to pull it up, but someone came so we placed a huge iron lid on top of the hole. A while after, I went back to the room and I saw that the hole was much bigger. I figured my friend was in there and said:

"Dude... don't be obvious."

Now, instead of just dirt, I saw light and some pathways, so I jumped inside the hole and I could saw long aisles with a lot of doors and rooms, all of them fully furnished. Most of these rooms where furnished with very old school furniture, mainly made out of wood and iron and I believe there were no electronics at all, even the lights were touches.

I somehow got out and I was in front of a huge state and some people was there interested on seeing the house. I figured I could not show them the house in that state, but I explained features about the house. I wondered why I got into this since I do not even work on Real Estate, but they appeared very happy and we went to a picnic table to talk about the house. I made very good friends with them and I figured someone would be proud because I sold the house, as they wanted to move in immediately. I wondered if I could also get someone to rent the house uphill from my own house.

I got inside what it is my house, but now it was a bar loaded with clients and I had a boss, who was a bartender but also a Real Estate manager, telling him about the house and that the clients were on their way. I was kind of thrilled and wondered if I was going to get paid or something. I also had a lot of thoughts, very inspiring thoughts, some personal, some I cannot recall and despite I was not lucid, I was in a state of bliss and hapiness for some reason.

I got into the bathrooms and I wanted to shower, but I could not find my things and I was wondering where was my own bathroom and not public restrooms that is what I found. Also, I was now naked and worried my "clients" would see me but naked and get upset and not buy the house.

I've come to a group of buildings with many rooms, with people sleeping inside. I stick my head inside one, and the woman inside starts talking. I hear her voice distorted, like a phone call with a bad connection; her mouth isn't moving, she still looks asleep. I apologize for waking her up, I hadn't meant to, and when she stops talking I enter the room. I put my hand on her head, and I lose visuals and get an impression of many voices, very quiet. I'm aware this is an opportunity to listen in on her dream.

It seems to be morning now; for a moment I think I've just skipped over her dream entirely. I'm in her apartment, and her bed is empty; so's the bed where her roommate sleeps. I look out the window, and see her on her bike. She's late for class, and wondering why/how she slept so late. She sees me standing on the sidewalk, and tells me I better hurry too if I want to get to school on time. She thinks I'm one of her students.

I leave her and walk through a park near her school, watching a squirrel run along a branch. As I'm walking a woman sitting in one of the trees addresses me. She asks how to get close to a human. It's the usual, I tell her - you talk with them, you create shared experiences, you care about them.

I'm aware that woman's just altered this reality. I'm returning to a home where I live with various people, and that woman from the tree is there; she's a part of this 'family.' She's set things up so that everyone thinks she's this beautiful ideal; someone compares her to Quan Yin. The part of me that still recognizes that this is a scenario she created is amused. Setting yourself up as an ideal isn't a very realistic way to experience being part of a family, but whatever floats your boat. We eat a large dinner of various rare dishes, everyone contributing a different one, and I'm a little irritated because I know I'm not going to remember all these dishes when I wake up, there's too many of them to keep track of, and the dream goes through them too quickly. But when the meal's done, we're all sent out to hunt for some new rare dish to bring back to that woman from the tree. I and one of my 'sisters' wander through an arcade, looking for something rare.

Dream 1

Something I don't recall happened than I was inside a wooden square area where there was a shower. I was in the shower but it was cold so i got out quick. Couldn't find my clothes though so I just grabbed a blanket.I was aware it was a dream after I noticed I was in a country like place. In front of me there was a tall guy, a little girl and my mom.They were walking up a hill and I decided to follow them.(A pink night gown appeared on me)I told the guy I was going to follow him and was making a joke but he just called me a punk like I was annoying him. For some reason I felt like he was a distant cousin or someone I saw before but I don't really know.

Anyways we ended up going inside a apartment and I saw two stands of candies like they have in the supermarket. Curious, I asked "Where did all this candy come from?" The little girl said her mom collects candy. After that I tried playing around with the tall guy but than everything paused quickly and a drawing of a figure with a footprint appeared in my hand. A voice than appeared saying " Just one footprint was seen before the silent killer made his move". Than everything turned white and I was on the ground and I could feel lots of baby mice crawling in my shoes. But I couldn't get up. Apparently I was dead in the dream or something. I woke up after that.

Dream 2

I appeared at a subway and was observing a lady I knew. My mom distracted me though and we were now at a huge store buying pots and pans and a ice cube tray. I dropped it though and recall appearing in a empty apartment room. I was on a white bed though and my mom was sitting in front of me. The place felt familiar but I didn't know where I was. The walls were white and there was wood flooring.After a bit I appeared in my house. I was in my parents room and decided to make Eye appear. A DC appeared but it seemed really dum and hyper so I pushed it out of my way and left out through the front door. The scenery was sort of dim so I shouted for the dream to get brighter. I than walked and shouted for it to get more brighter since it wasn't enough for me. But it was now a colorful brightness.

I flew up and decided I wanted to change the scene to a anime place. "Turn into a anime world!" I shouted. Anime like trees,buildings,sky and other stuff began to appear but than all of a sudden I started hearing the animal crossing theme and everything appeared as a animal crossing scenery. It was really nice and pretty though. Below I could see a yellow bunny villager that was strange looking trying to do something. I wanted to get closer but flew into a street light. The villagers started shouting at me because I broke their lamp. I said sorry than started thinking about how I wanted to be with Eye. I than appeared at a street place walking with a guy somewhere. He said he was looking for his glasses and friend. I took his hand and told him to follow me. But everything stopped and the guys voice appeared saying " And that's how we became best friends". Than I woke up.

These late-night skype calls have to stop.

There was some long dream about there being a hotel near my house with a beach and a lighthouse on a lake. There were for some reason a bunch of really tall, skinny, pagoda like houses across. I couldn't help but think that they looked familiar, like I had seen them in another dream somewhere.

I dropped my computer in the hotel pool. Somehow it still worked when I got it out.

I was driving during an intense rainstorm. I can recall swerving to avoid an I-beam that was being washed across the road.

Morning of November 17, 2014. Monday.



My family and I have apparently partly moved into what seems to be the second floor of a large apartment building. However, this does not seem to be final, as it seems we still need to be “approved” again as a final step (which does not really make sense as we are already living there and had been for perhaps a week). There seem to be two unknown women who own the building.

I am in the main living room but there are also strange visitors from other apartments with us for some reason. One of them is the infamous YouTube conspiracy theorist VH from Kentucky. Another seems to be the heavyset male who makes a brief appearance in “The Butterfly Room” when he shouts up at whom he thinks is the tenant. Another may be the delusional alcoholic I knew in La Crosse who was always talking about prairie dogs coming out of mirrors. A couple others are also very unusual characters, but unfamiliar.

Interestingly, I seem to be okay with these people for a time. However, VH eventually starts playing around with a cigarette lighter to “illustrate” some sort of point he is trying to make about something. I grab him and the lighter. I press his face down near the corner of a bed and have control of where the fire from the lighter goes. I am, using telekinesis, spreading the fire over VH’s face and upper body while yelling at him - but it does not kill him and I am able to not only stop other things from burning up completely (such as the bed sheet) but also restore it as the fire moves across it each time. No larger fire occurs and the flames do not get out of my control. The precision with which I control it is quite interesting though I am not lucid. Finally, I just tell everyone to leave and never come back.

Around this time, the owners come in. They do not seem to appreciate the ruckus I caused. I ask her if she knows who VH is and soon tell her about him. It still seems we will be living there. We look at an empty room that has new, attractive veneer everywhere, including areas of the wall and on tall cabinets. It almost seems as if I had done this recently (though I do not remember doing so), as the woman does not seem to know about it, though it remains a mystery.

She asks me if I will be okay with the noise in living here, indicating that people come and go and walk through the main halls at all hours of the day and night. I tell her how I am used to living in such buildings (which is not true at all - I only lived in a smaller apartment building over a tavern around the age of five, not counting the usually quiet residential boarding house as a young adult). I think about people making noise in the hall and slamming doors in the middle of the night, but this is the only place available at the time, apparently, so I accept the situation.

In reality, I had never “flamed“ VH on YouTube as many others have, though I have not seen any of his videos in a long time. I am mostly learning to ignore people on the Internet with Narcissistic Personality Disorder, regardless of how abusive these people are and their continuous need to manufacture drama while playing the victim.

non lucid
*Ryan was messing with this fat kid. The fat kid snapped and started beating ryan up. I didn't stop the fat kid but
to my surprise I kind of cheered him on. I thought ryan for sure deserved it for being an asshole.

*There was an asain chick laying on the side of a mountain. I remember flying around the mountain enjoying the
landscape.

+ I'm in the kitchen of my parent's house, the fridge is open and I'm taking out a small piece of cold/frozen pumpkin pie and eating it. JG appears, looking beautiful in a lovely dress, her hair down for a change, and I am so happy to see her, I feel like hugging her but don't. She says she, too, wants a piece of pie.

+ walking down the street some kids are following me. I walk through a barrier (like to prevent vehicles from entering the sidewalk), and look down and see a kid is right next to me and is pushing their skateboard to interfere with my feet. I push it out of my way, annoyed, and keep on walking. They're walking really close behind me and I'm a bit nervous. I climb over some barrier and "fall" down, and one of them falls right on top of me. It's a girl it turns out, and she's wearing really short jean shorts, barely descending down to cover half of her butt cheeks. She's lying on top of me with her body perpendicular to mine and her butt right in front of my face. I want to get her off of me so I get the idea to bite her right butt cheek, hard. I do so, and instead of jumping off of me she indicates how much she likes it. I try biting her left cheek, also hard, and she just wiggles in pleasure.

Spoiler for NSFW:

I then stick my left middle finger deep into her (ahem) and it's a very realistic feeling, I get the "dream end" feeling and realize (too late) that it was a dream.

+

Spoiler for NSFW:

I'm lying naked on my back with legs spread, I see my (ahem) is fully engaged and rather impressively sized, a hot girl is lounging nearby and is hinting at oral activity, and that she really craves me to shoot on her face.

I'm next in a very large sumptuous bathroom with huge long sink in front of a mirror, a couple is down on the left side of the counter going at it.

Someone walks down a stairway and I follow, and I see that it is a multi-level bathroom and it descends to a lower level where there is a pool. I'm in the pool and I see a hot girl in a tight white one-piece swimsuit get in, I think that suit must be getting transparent under water so I grab some goggles to go check out the view, but the goggles don't fit right and my left eye is stuck shut, I can't open it at all, and I wake up trying to open my left eye.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I live and work at a farm, possibly in Germany. The owner is a nazi sympathizer or at least that's my impression of him, since he seems to be well integrated in the nazi society. Most of the farm workers are jews, men, women and children, forced to labor like slaves. Their life conditions are miserable and I do my best to help them. I am also a worker, not jew, but of a lower class than my boss. He is in love with me and I am his mistress, but he can't have a serious and socially accepted relationship with me due to my humble origins. Also, I don't love him, I just tolerate his sexual advances because he provides me some privileges and I also use it to manipulate him, for instance, to better the conditions of the forced workers. I feel a lot of empathy for these people and I am particularly fond of the children, especially a little orphan 2-year old girl, whom I love like my own child.
The boss is a bit obsessed with dressing me up with pretty lingerie and sometimes I feel sick with how he shows me off in underwear and analyzes me in front of his best friend while they are having lunch, for example. He treats me like a sex toy. But when he is pleased, I can get him to agree on certain things, like providing hot baths for the jews, when previously they only had cold showers, even in the winter. He allows the german house workers to heat up large pots of water to fill in the bathtub for the jews to take a bath if they wish. But when I tell them the news, only a couple of them accepts happily the offer. The others are suspicious, as if afraid that if they take it, something bad will happen to them later as punishment. I don't understand and feel disappointed.
One day some nazi guys come for a visit and insist on taking a picture of the farm workers all lined up. As usual, I serve as intermediary, because they like me and they trust me. I sense much nervousness in them and the children feel the tension and start crying. I tell them it's just a photo, no reason to be afraid and with somber faces they line up. But the 2-year old baby is restless and the lady who is holding her can't keep her quiet, so I step in the line up and hold the baby in my arms, as only I can quiet her down. Her eyes are full of fear as if she can sense something that I can't. I feel so much love and compassion for this baby. I hold her in my arms with unconditional love as they take the picture with me included.
Life goes back to normal, until one day my boss gives me some money to go buy some pretty clothes in the village or town nearby. When I return at the end of the day, I find all the jewish workers screaming and crying inside a truck, being taken like cattle to the slaughterhouse. I freak out, I try to stop the truck, I plead to my boss, but he is also upset, it is not in his hands. I didn't think he cared much for the jews, but he didn't hate them either and found useful to have them as a free work force. But then I realized that deep down, he had started to apprecciate the idea that they were in a safe environment at his farm and that he could save their lives. But there were superior orders that they'd be taken somewhere else and I learned the ugly truth of what was going on with the jews.
Much later, we left the farm and the country. My boss and a couple of his friends, who no longer could take part of what was going on in their country, flew to Havana and he took me with him. I could feel a difference in him and I started being treated more like equal. We started a new life, leaving the suffering behind. I took refuge in the experience of an exotic country and other life realities to try to forget the unfortunate people I had left behind.

I didn't remember any dreams this morning or durring my wbtb/mild. I think I'm on my first dry spell.

1. I was outside with a few friends next to an area that resembled Popeye's chicken. I was in a small golf cart type of car, driving it. I pulled up to the main boulevard and stopped to wait for traffic passing by. After the traffic passed I drove onto the road. I took a left and started driving. Other than a few cars, there was almost no more traffic. As I continued driving I looked up at the night sky in front of me. Suddenly A big bright yellow light started appearing in the sky, and I then recognized it to be the sun. I realized that the sun coming up at midnight made no sense, so I became lucid.
I kept looking at the sun, and suddenly the letter M appeared on it in really big lettering. I then woke up because I thought to hard about it lol.

2. I was inside of someones house, and they were having a party. I had just walked through an entire obstacle course and now I walked into a room where everyone was about to watch a movie. My friend Dylan came up to me and asked me if I wanted to go onto the 2nd obstacle course, and I said yes because the first one was so fun. I bought my ticket for it for 10 dollars. As I went back into the room where the movie was about to start, I saw my friend Natalia. "Cory! Its been a long time!" she said. "Hey whats up Natalia, and I know, its been forever." I replied. "Hey, the movie is about to start, sit down and cuddle with me and lets watch it." She told me. "Hey you know what, that sounds like a good idea." I said.
Just then my friend Dylan comes in and tells me that the obstacle course is about to start in a few minutes. I tell Natalia that I already paid 10 bucks to go to this, so I couldnt miss it. She begged me to stay with her, but I didn't(Lol If this were real life I would've chose her).

The dream didnt end here, but Ill finish the rest tommorow hopefully because I need some sleep

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #255: Narcissus at the Symphony

I’m standing in the kitchen with Wife and my two boys E and R. I feel incredibly tired, like I can barely keep my eyes open or even stand. The exhaustion gets the better of me and I collapse, falling flat on my face. “Oh my God! Are you okay?” asks Wife, rushing to my side to help me up. I feel embarrassed that I’ve worried everybody when I’m only tired… surely I could have stopped myself from falling like that!

I stagger over to the sink, noticing that I’m wearing glasses (extremely rare in waking life.) I lean against the sink, noticing odd patterns and spots in my vision. Something’s definitely wrong with me, but I feel like it’ll all be better if I can just fall asleep. It occurs to me to look for the dream and when I hit the nose pinch reality check, I become lucid.

I’m shocked that this is all a dream, and I say out loud, “That countertop right there -- that looks exactly like waking life.” I run my hands over it. It’s in a different configuration from waking life, but the texture, the look, it’s all perfect. Amazing. I catch my reflection in the mirror. I look like me, but my movements are just a bit delayed from my dream body’s movements. I wave my arms above my head and watch in amusement.

I remember Jenkees’ dare to play an orchestral soundtrack. I raise my arms in the air, willing one to arise. I hear something! But it’s very faint, sounding like nothing more than an orchestra tuning up before a concert. Yes, that makes sense, cool soundtrack will come from doing cool stuff.

I walk toward my den but now I’m somehow in the hall of a building, walking past a big mirror. Hey look, I’m shirtless! I look just like myself but with just that little added bit of dream buffness. I flex for a little while, shamelessly indulging in vanity. This goes on for much longer than it should and then I continue along the hall out into a balcony where well-dressed DCs go wandering by. Hey, I bet that I’m at a concert hall! I decide that I should attend a symphony concert to complete Jenkees dare.

I find another mirror and think to summon Dreamer. I don’t want to get too fixated on immediate success, so I say, “Hey, [Dreamer], you can join me if you feel like it!” And in the mirror, Dreamer appears next to me! She sports the usual purple hair, but a heavier build than waking life. I look to my right to catch a direct view of her, but instead of Dreamer, I see my friend “Topspin”! He bears not the slightest resemblance to Dreamer in appearance or personality, being a dude of a completely different height, race, face shape, and demeanor from her. I look back and forth from Dreamer to Topspin. Both of them are smiling at me in amusement and I laugh, saying something like, “Okay, follow along with me if you like!” (Nobody does.)



I walk further along the balcony and see a brown-haired woman in her mid-20s pretending to take pictures by forming her hand into a camera shape. She points her “camera” at me and I’m caught by surprise when it flashes and making a picture-taking noise! I laugh at this and say “Nice one!” She springs up and does these amusing, highly exaggerated photographer poses while taking a few more pictures.

I think she’s hilarious and attractive, and I kiss her. Things turn sexual, but as we head this direction I notice that her reactions are almost precise mirrors of my own. The experience is fun but feels artificial somehow, and I decide to let the dream go in another direction. We’re on a crowded street at daytime now. I give the photographer a hug and afterward she turns around and wanders away. I start down the road, but after a little bit, the dream ends.