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What I found interesting about this dream was that, despite being a non-lucid, some of the DCs had a strange attitude towards me.

I was to meet at 10 am with a group of people for an excursion (which we were really going to do in real life the day after I had this dream). I was the first to arrive at the meeting point, but I had to go back home to get a couple of things. Once some of the people started arriving, I excused myself and went back to my house.

I was almost there when I found a girl who went to my school when we were little. She is a year or two younger than me and has a twin sister, but I have never really been friends with either of them. She stopped beside me and asked me what my name was, because she had seen me before but didn't remember. Without hesitating, I told her my first and last name. Then, she said something like "she's the dreamer! My sister won't believe me when I tell her". This should have triggered lucidity, but I don't remember having become lucid. I was just taken aback and went on doing my thing.

I went into my house, got a bottle of water for the excursion and came back out. Then I remembered I needed sleeping pills, which I actually only take when I am very nervous and can't sleep, and so I headed to the Chemist's. While I was in the waiting line, two women were having a heated argument about politics, but I wasn't paying attention. When I got to the chemist and asked him for the pills, I was surprised at his question: "do you dream much?". I answered: "of course I do, I easily remember three to four dreams a night". The people in the waiting line looked at me in desbelief and started whispering at each other. Again, this didn't trigger lucidity. Then, the chemist gave me a small "notebook" (it wasn't really a notebook, but I can't come up with any better name) and on the cover you could read "Dream Journal". He said I could enter a dream recall contest. I started laughing because I thought I could only fit one or at most two days worth of dreams in that tiny notebook and that it was pointless. I went out of the Chemist's still laughing.

The dream went on for a while, but there weren't any more strange behaviours from DCs. I thought it was interesting because I had never seen any DC behave like this. Somehow it reminded me of the way some of them behave in the movie Inception.

Morning of April 18, 2014. Friday.



This was an extremely long and complex dream with a lot of impersonal “distorted” scenes in that they are hard to describe, but I hope to summarize the main parts and aspects.

The main scenes seem to involve a tribal gathering in a large field. It is mostly like a yearly pow-wow, I think, but also with a smaller public presence (mostly as a partly interactive audience). Before any people arrive however, I am hovering around in an upright (standing) position. I do this with some sort of mental focus and allow myself to rise a few feet from the ground. I also do a bit of chanting and singing related to nothing in particular. I move faster at times, and when I move faster above the ground, I slant slightly forward on the diagonal, up to about forty-five degrees but no more than that.

As more people arrive, including several chubby Caucasian women in strange pastel dresses and a few business men (and seemingly at least one athlete), it almost seems like a (American) football field - the grass is very short. The area is unfamiliar for the most part. The tribal groups are from different parts of the country. I am not that desiring of drawing attention to myself as the “main attraction” so to speak, but I still continue to fly about in a standing position, eventually moving my forearms and wrists in inverse rhythms with each other to “imitate” some sort of bird-wing presence (which, as birds do not have forearms and wrists to move in this particular way, is only indicative of an attempt to be ritually bird-like, it seems). As I do this, I do seem to be a part of the festivities. One male is critical (not in a negative sense) of my movements in that he asks me if I am only using the energy in my arms or in my whole body and bones. I am not quite sure how to respond.

At one point, a male native of about forty comes up to my left side as I am hovering and doing my bird-wing ritual movements. I am at about the level from the ground where my hand is about neck-level regarding his position when my arm is nearly down to my side. He then begins to measure my fingers as well as study the fluidity of my hand’s movements as if I am in some sort of testing or judgement situation. (He only does this with my left hand, and remains on that side.) He continues to study my hand and its motions very carefully and even pulls a longer thinner hair from my skin and seems very preoccupied with the “perfection” of my presence and movements. For some reason, this makes me very clear on the length of each finger regarding my own perception of my body. I still do not become fully lucid, though.

Later, I am sitting on the ground and notice someone who seems to be a composite of two girls I have not seen in over twenty years. One was an alcoholic that had gone through a few programs (and who I worked with at Eco 3) and the other had bad burn scars all over her body (and who was in some of my college classes). However, facially, she looks the most like Jeanne C (the former mentioned above). I ask her how she is but she mostly only makes odd gurgling sounds but does say my first name. Over time, I notice a lot of physical distortions, like strange folds of skin on her neck, almost like pockets. Her head seems to sink down into her body almost like a turtle.

Over time, others are also doing a similar ritual of “flying” and supposed bird-mimicking, but only on the ground. I am the only one that can fly.

After this, I seem to go north into an urban area where some men (about three or four) are looking at a large map rolled out on the ground outside a residential building and by which they may be able to find a lost valuable treasure or important artifact. Strangely, there is a scene where the older hippie-like male (who had the map in his apartment for a long time) is soon watching a small movie of himself finding the item when he was younger - which plays out on the surface of the map in the area where he supposedly found it like a sort of paper-thin miniature video display. “That’s it,” he says. He plans on going to the location to finally get the item or items. Apparently, this was the first time the video display hidden in the map was somehow activated. This seems strange in afterthought, as the map was supposedly from the 1800s and would not have such integrated technology - unless it was actually some sort of shared vision caused by staring at the map.

Soon, he sends one of the other men and apparently his best friend to a nearby bar and grill to “distract” the people on the outdoor bar stools for some reason by getting drunk and disorderly so that no one will see the other man leave to get the treasure. This seems to be because it is fully open to the outside right in view of where they had been looking at the large map. The other male orders some sort of special weird concoction of lumpy red powder that needs to be sucked through a small cylinder (both ends open), which is about finger-sized in length and diameter. The bar waitress makes a rude comment about his ability to consume this item properly and helps him by holding the cylinder horizontally as he sucks the lumpy red powder into his mouth. Not much happens after this. The unknown male has about four cylinders full and is almost ready to fall over and draw attention away from the other man planning to go and get the treasure or important artifact.

I found a baby and decided what to do. I met my friend and told her and showed the baby. Then said – it can’t be true. It’s a dream. Count fingers – a lot. It was the most charming baby in the world and I wanted to be with her but I decided to grow a plant with mellow elephants (like in CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS 2. I looked at the ground and the plant became growing. It has long sharp leaves and at last appeared a box or a flower. The box was opening and several watermelon - elephants jumped on my palm. They were the size of a nut or so. They were alive and moved. So funny with the trunks!!! I wanted more and another green elephants jumped from the box and I awoke.

23:34 pre-bedtime

03:46

+ shocked awake after plugged something in and there was a huge electrical POP like the power in the apartment shorted out and all the lights go out.

08:55

+ playing a board game(?) with young people, they're setting it up so that I lose, a fantasy game of some sort

+ looking out over a huge deep valley spreading out before me I'm standing in a high place, I think this would be a great place to fly, but I don't because I think I wouldn't have enough energy to fly back up

+ being in an outdoor/nature area (like a camp), there are people and a counselor, counselor is saying we'll go on a trip/hike, I'm concerned about getting out of the camp area since we have a car he says it could be hours and hours of traffic because there's only one road out of this area, I'm trying to figure out exactly when I need to leave so I can get out at the right time.

+ I have some new property, there's an area in the corner where people come inside and shoot off guns. I go to that area and look for bullets on the ground, and see two holes shaped like baseball bats with something brass colored and shiny at the bottom, I think they're bullets. I imagine I'll come out to this area with a shotgun if anybody tresspasses and I'll noisily cock the shotgun to scare the trespassers away.

+ in a gas station with (parents?) there's a shelf of cleaning supplies, I'm going off on the road, and the parents will continue on their own? I look up into the hills and see a wooded mountain and a road winding its way along and think this is the road I need to go on.

Pretty crappy recall night. Late to-bed probably the reason. Also did Nailler's pre-bed PM routine again. Coincedence?

00:00 Friday 2014-04-18

01:15 bedtime. Wow terrible super late

+ I'm buying a bunch of little cheap things (stamps? coins?) and my dad says the bank called him to verify these transactions

+ I create an eye splice in a piece of rope (?) and my wife re-does it?

+ I'm playing with a suction cup wheel (more of a cylinder, very wide) trying to get it to walk down a glass wall, it doesn't stick at first then it starts working

08:20 get up

Night of 4/16/14

Dream 1:

rolling up a long cigarette ( 2 feet long)
smoke it
feel a buzz


(different dream?)

raining
(next to a jungle? in south america?)
had to hide from someone
we both had guns
running around sparse small bungalows hiding
lights out
we both had guns
friend was in a house with me, needed to protect him

I am not sur ethis site is really helping me, and i dont really feel comfortable here at all.

I realize i have only just joined but even after being here a few weeks i still dont really feel all that welcome for some reason, so i would like my account removed ASAP please.

Happy dreaming guys, see you in a nightmare maybe...

i am in a modern-ish house. a dc is standing in front of me, i start talking to him, when i suddenly realize i am dreaming. the dream was very vivid and futuristic. i go outside and notice a forest in front of me.
i want to fly, but i dont want to do it here. i want to teleport to a city. i close my eyes only to remember that closing my eyes is a big NO-NO. i "wake" up, but something strange happens. i can see my dream but at the same time i am awake in real life. i try to move, but i cant so i just stay still and wait until i actually wake up.

> Trying to follow a ship by holding a mouse cursor over it as it went in directions that a normal ship just wouldn't go (It moved as if it was a kite) I eventually tried to make the ice chest containers I was navigating lighter by emptying some of the fluids from the ice packs and water from the chests that came in; The tops were open.

Later I was in front of a Walmart and someone passed by and asked me what I had in the ice pack. I just said "Stuff" And he crushed my salad, Then tried to walk away and I said "Oh no, We're going to the security office" or something and grabbed his clothes and brought him in with me and I got another salad pack.

> The Background Pony from MLP: FIM called "Cherry Berry", While in my kitchen, Was trying to talk to someone over the phone about something she ate that the other person was not understanding. She also said she ate a miniature sun and I can imagine it was about the size of a cherry.

BTW, Off-topic but why are some cherries green?

(Why did I tag this as "Following my life"?)

Dream
Lucidity

I was walking down a road passing several streets. I kind of knew I was dreaming and was trying to remember every street name I saw, which were the names of people that I worked with at the prison. I came to a stop and the area changed to a more lively area, with trees and better colors. Desirae was standing right next to me. She told me she knew I was dreaming and she was waking up to get ready for work. I almost had a false awakening and I got mad because she almost woke me. I yelled to the dream to show me a cool name on a street sign but it just turned to a piece of wood. I continued walking and it looked like I was in a college campus. I somehow became lucid. I walked towards a chubby woman with brown hair. She was kinda pretty. I asked her how she was doing and she said she just got off church. She walked off and as I followed behind her, I stabilized my dream by rubbing my hands and telling myself repeatedly "I'm dreaming". We continued talking and I found out we had a date planned together but neither of us knew when. I found Valery and we started walking. The woman started going into her apartment and I said "You should lose some weight" in hopes that the next time I see her, she'd be skinnier. I also told her "I do love your dress, though". She seemed upset that I suggested she lose weight.
Valery and I kept walking and I said "Let's fly." Valery and I started flying. We flew over two people and almost over a roof. Everything felt so amazing and I felt so happy. I started losing focus because my emotions got to intense and I fell. I tumbled onto the ground and as I got up, I did stabilization techniques and reality checks of my hands and watch. My digital watch was going crazy, even when I tried to make it count time normally. I kept walking with Valery and thinking that we might be sharing the dream, told her to remember we flew together. I also told her to remember the yellow dress she was wearing and what I was wearing. I wanted to get her to wake up so I started yelling at her to wake up. She then started crying saying something about her vacuum yelling at her or something. I then woke up.

I'm at my grandmother. In two hours I have to introduce my degree thesis to complete my studies, but I'm not ready.
I find out that the second chapter is absolutely inconsistent and the final topic is even ridiculous, as it says the contrary of what I was trying to demonstrate!
I panic, but around me everyone is so calm and everyone says all will go well.
I know it is not true and I start to write again the second chapter. But there is no time and in the meanwhile my grandma suffers for shoulders ache and my sister decides to give her a massage and tells my grandma to lean on the ground.
I notice my grandmother has her back totally tattooed and I never noticed it. It is a young shoulder though, and I think that I want a tattoo like that. And I decide I'll have a similar tattoo and also another one with just numbers on my wrist, to remember the Holocaust.
Then my uncle comes and he gifts me with 5 Euro and everyone is touched as they are ''''5 EURO!''''
I'm ashamed as my degree thesis is a mess and I know I will absolutely fail!
Then a unknown girl comes and talkes in my ear. She is suggesting there is a way to reject the inconsistencies in my thesis.
I'm seriuosly interested and I go with her, but when we are out she starts to get too close and I feel her body too warm, even releasing water vapour, as she was boiling water.
It's too hot and I push her away, but she holds me strongly and when she touches me, our skins get glued.
It's always hotter and I finally find out that we are siamese twins and we will be tied forever. Waking up.

drempt i was at coachella with mell and none of the bands i wanted to see were actually there. she said dath cab did there preformance naked. and the crodw i was with was alll liike ahhhh ahhh ahh ehhh ayy ohh ay ..also was in orgeon for a little while and al these people had pet rein deer.

i had to help my grandma feed this little little tiny pet alligator like the size of your thumb but he had kinda big calws. then i was on a really dark hill and thes guys kept following me in a car trying to see me somet[hing so i frantiacally drove away. then i forgowt my car at vallero

I was in a warehouse with an undercover police officer and think it was a girl there too. On the outside of the warehouse there was a road and I went out to look at the traffic. Suddenly the traffic change, it seems that people get a little panic and get in a hurry to get away. I got suspicious over this and it all feels like I've seen this scene before. Suddenly I see a bank truck with red lights and siren running in a wild speed. I am even surer that this has happened before and trying to remember what happened last time. The cop comes out and I point out this suspicious truck. I go into the warehouse again and suddenly I remember, the truck is full of explosives and will soon explode outside the warehouse. Just as I remember it a police car stopping outside and a cop scream that a truck is about to explode. I run towards a hole in the concrete floor as I explored earlier, a sort of cellar but I'm struggling a bit to come down, I somehow float in the air above the hole. Can gradually coming down and then truck exploding. When I coming to my senses again the warehouse is completely smashed. I am stuck under gravel / concrete and dust but I am undamaged. Hear someone look for survivors and I stretched out a hand and get rescued.

I am in the woods with some guy I have gone to school with many years ago. He rides a bicycle with a girl on the back. I run after them and pick up bags off the ground that I deliver to the girl. When I pick up the last bag a bunch of grasshoppers coming out of it. I throw the bag away but the grasshoppers are following me. I get onto a pole and they try to get up to me but suddenly disappear into thin air. Then we go to a cabin that apparently is his and he shows me a garden he is very proud of. But only a tiny garden plot and a bush he seems so proud of seems like a fir tree, nothing special about it. We walk a bit around the cabin and again we come to the garden spot and he is again started to proudly show off.

I am suddenly outside of his house. He carries on a pizza but we are not allowed to go into his house until we have paid for the pizza. He yells into the house and asks for the girl in the woods. A guy inside the house say that Maritha probably do not have money. Suddenly this guy coming out front of the house and he carry 3-4 pizzas to us. But he refuses to give those to us before we have paid for them. Then he accuses me to visit his friend just to sponging off him since I did not have cash. I say we just came from the woods and I saw no ATM there. We empty our pockets for small change and eventually come into the house.

So I am tied to a giant clock, with my head right where the pendulum swings. Chucky laughs at me as he gets everything in place. Then the pendulum (with spikes on it) swings into my head, knocking it over to the other side, where it hits yet more spikes. After a few rounds of this, I bite on to an edge of the clock, to hold myself out of the way, and manage to get a pry bar from somewhere and attempt to dismantle the clock. Chucky gets in my face now, and reminds me of how he had to remove each one of my ribs with that very pry bar, and he'll do it again if I don't stop. A vivid, painful memory of just that happening flashes in my mind, but I go for the escape anyway.

I jump into a series of rooms, and shut Chucky into one of them, as I run to the next one. Soon, I realize the rooms are connected with a shared bathroom, so I shut the bathroom door on Chucky's side. But there is a hole on the bottom of it, just big enough for him to crawl through, so I shut the other door, but the same sort of hole is there too! Chucky slowly crawls through toward me, laughing an evil laugh as he does so, and talking about how painful it is going to be when he kills me. As he starts to emerge into the room I am hiding in, I bite him in the face! This seems to have hurt him, so I bite him again, taking a big chunk off his head. Since he's having a hard time getting through the hole quickly, I take a few more bites at him until he is sort of dazed by this.

Grabbing Chucky, I crumple him into a ball, and run out of the house, and up the street where there is an outdoor cafe. An older woman looks at me, as if she knows exactly what's going on. She offers me some gravy sauce and biscuits. I sit down at the table next to hers, cover Chucky with gravy sauce, and eat him with biscuits. She gives me another biscuit before she leaves. As I finish off Chucky, I wish there was a more pleasant way to do this than to eat him. Biting into his stomach, I expect a bunch of gross juices to be in there, but it's just hollow, like a doll. Not that gross after all, but really tough to chew. The gravy and biscuits make it easier to swallow.

Something about making words in the oven? But sometimes fail because part missing or other issue.

Drinking out of a bottle and there was a broken piece of glass in the bottle, stuck inside so it could not be extracted.