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D1 playing some rpg game with a serious lot of mobs in some big level (ive had dream with this fictional game in before)
I tank for someone to help them level up.

D2 - Milly and one other operative are competing over who will get the next mission from me xD They are briefed in a large lecture theatre.
Milly drives a very large white (!) car (its almost has dolphin curves to the sides) . Needless to say she beats the other person. We rendevous, parking our cars on a long stretch of road and talk standing by railings,

D3 - wake up to find staying in a cramped house. Downstairs in the kitchen/dinner im angry at not getting to sit with my family. i am a child. I refuse the breakfast and take a bite of something and run out of the house.
i am at the seaside the early morning is dark and hazy, the weather squawly. I climb a set of long wooden steps up over looking the sea. i plan to jump in and swim or drown (not sure) but when i look i am overcome by the vastness of the sea. large vessels look like tiny ants in the vastness if the inky black cold ocean.

D4 - My team, probably Milly and one other, are playing a chess competition. we are in a cramped badly lit room with multilevels and a low ceiling. the other teams are cheating two vs one. i try and persuade the team captain of this. she is unswayed, so i challenge her to a match to decide. i am not sure my superpowers will not stop working in this dream (they can be unreliable) and a agree to try next time.

D5 - At parents house a child i know stops a smaller one from waliking off with a motor bike. I thank him but do not trust him (he stole stuff at school) i make sure garage/gate/shed locked and warn parents.

D6 - dreamlet Milly has some cool looking blades, with holes in them, quite curvey and seriously sharp.

[comment]
pondering meaning of white (dream state) and animalistic tendencies
(2nd occurance in a dream, last time giant dark claw marks on white car)
car symbolise journey i guess
have read stuff about mamimilian brain and reptilian ?
with regard to frontal lobe activity during lucid dreaming

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Dream 1: Prison
I'm in a prison cell together with my cousin and a guy we don't know. As far as I can remember, the cell has no furniture whatsoever, though a toilet does appear later. The cell has a rectangular shape, I think it's about 2x4m. My cousin and I are standing on one side, while the other guy is standing on the opposite side. I'm not sure who asks who, but the question gets asked what crime someone committed to be here. The guy proudly admits to having molested a child/children. One of us asks him if he knows what happens in prison to child molesters. Apparently he doesn't. My cousin and I play rock paper scissors. The winner gets to tell him. I throw scissors, my cousin rock. I'm bummed out a little bit. I don't specifically recall beating the guy up, but next time I remember my cousin and I are standing next to the guy while he is huddled up on the ground. A guard comes to check on us, so we move to our own places. We make a distinction between different types of jail apparently. This is [...] and we're not in actual jail yet. Sort of like being in holding, but not exactly. The guard opens the door, which for some reason seems quite small. There's something with my cousin peeing himself and the guy also peeing myself and then my cousin.. or something like that. The guy gets taken away and has an opportunity to change his clothes, while my cousin doesn't. He uses his cap to clean the toilet seat.

Still in the prison, I'm taken to the shower area. It's quite crappy. You have to use a bucket to throw water over yourself [similar to what I've had to do in Indonesia for a month]. Some shower drains are clogged, causing a puddle of water to form with some filth in it. I manage to get a shower (about 1m² without a door) which doesn't have that issue. On the second floor there are also showers, placed directly above these. I can tell by the fact that water suddenly falls from the ceiling in bursts. Damnit. I stand next to the shower so I don't get hit. A friend I met while living in Indonesia is also in the shower area.

In the same shower area, I've found a shower in a corner. My girlfriend is here. We figure what the hell, we're gonna be in here for a while. She gives me a [censored] I feel the need to be quick, due to the fact that we have no privacy and a guard might walk in any moment. I stay on the lookout. On the other side is another inmate watching us. I don't even care. We wrap it up before we get caught. On the way out of the shower area I see my housemate. He makes a comment about what we just did.
I wrote down just a few words after waking up from this dream. I also wrote down 'bucket', but I have no clue why

It feels like this is still the prison dream. We're standing outside during the day, quite sunny as well I think. There's a big circustent. I remember a colleague being present and talking about being able to hook people up with tickets to World of Dance because he knows some of the dancers. A girl decides she wants to... tango? salsa? a Latin American couples dance. She puts on music on a boombox and moves over to a grass field which has a steep slope. She and a lot of other girls start dancing, but definitely not in a way that has anything to do with tango/salsa/something. My girlfriend better not ask me to join, cause I'm really not in the mood. Luckily she doesn't want to either.

Dream 2: Uhh
The details are very vague to me. I'm somewhere, I believe with amongst others classmates from back in Indonesia. There are several buildings close to each other. One of them is flooded, though for some reason we use it as if nothing has happened to it. Since the water is quite high I try to make sure my iPhone doesn't get wet.

There are quite a number of people. At some point two cute girls who I apparently know want to walk with my arms around them. Sure I notice a crowd has gathered somewhere and we move in that direction. A girl I know from highschool (really short girl) is beating up a dude over something. I get her to calm down.

Fragments
» Something with cooking with a group of people.
» I'm with a group of people, including one of my lecturers and I think my Indonesian classmate. We are looking at art.
» I also wrote down 'timemachine', but again I have no clue about what might have happened.

Slept for somewhere around 5 hours at current "night time" (went to bed after midnight, after midnight it is 2015-10-27. Recalled a fairly long very dreamy/random-ish sequence.

+ I'm hiking with my wife among rolling hills. She wants to know about what's going on around us, we should head for higher ground. I look around and see a tall hill across across from our hill (the ground dips way down from where we are before climbing up to the other hill). She indicates her heart is not feeling up to the hike there. I personally feel fine and energetic/healthy.

I'm then looking at a computer map of our area. There is the idea of "density of people [camped?]", shouldn't be more than 1 person per 10 feet(?). I'm looking at this map and trying to find my way back to where we were standing, on the map. I see some suburban area with trees interspersed with buildings.

I'm walking up a dark road at night, and into a small store where I know the owner. Another guy comes in and I think he has guns. He's carrying plastic shopping bags, and he's talking about having to deliver a double-barreled shotgun to somebody. His bag rips and the shotgun is exposed. I back out of the store and take out my own shotgun and pistol. I'm backing up around corners down the path, when I get to another corner I line up a shot. He comes around the corner and I wait a bit then shoot. The gun is ineffective, like it's a child's pellet gun.
I back around the next corner and prepare my pistol. The guy (now different? Younger and dark skinned?) is with a young woman now. I leave the exposure of the corner and approach, lining up a head shot (on the female?), concerned about getting shot by them but wanting to make sure I get them. There is a tussle and I end up point blank shooting the (female?) around the neck but nothing happens. I say/think "these guns are ineffective against them!" and make a run for it.

The guy is distracted and the girl is hanging back so I try to escape. I think how disappointed my dad would be in me: I thought I was all bad-ass in getting these guns but now it appears I'm the bad guy. They will capture me and turn me in and I'll be disgraced. I'm trying to run but I'm not reaching any cover, they could come out and see me any moment. Nearby is some rural looking home with large fenced yard (and orange trees?) but if I go in there the owners of the home may not like me on their territory.

There's also a school near a path(?). A lot of little kids are playing there. I could befriend the kids and hide among them but if I'm caught and taken away they'd be sad. There are some adult women nearby, too.

There's a drinking fountain nearby and I go for a drink. Seem now to be in a covered outdoor area at night / low lighting. I'm washing my hands at a sink and turn around to help the woman working behind me who is making some huge long thing out of dough which is spread out on the cement ground across the path (30-40 feet wide?). I need to help her mix the water and flour to make the dough. A man comes and says that she/we need to get the dough on cookie sheets right away ("Do it now, soldier!" he says?) before the dough hardens up on the concrete ground. The woman(?) is then making small objects out of the dough and the man is saying "if you keep doing that there just may be enough for everybody."

Then a vague scene about putting the dough in constains on shelves in a very wide refrigerator(?)

I don't remember exactly when this one was, but it was around early October 2015.

It's one of the lucid fragments I didn't bother to write down at the time.

I don't recall what I dreamed about before, unfortunately... I didn't write it down. Stupid, on my part.

However, right before I woke up, I gained awareness while standing on a cliff. I was surveying a landscape covered with sweeping grass, with the ocean in the distance. I could see the waves breaking on a pebbly shore as the grass rippled in the wind. The sun was rising over the ocean. I decided not to "do" anything but watch the sunrise and be satisfied by such a vivid, solid dream after a night full of dreaming, I mostly just remember very being pleased about it all, as if I had enjoyed my night. I still wish I had written those dreams down, but I know there was some flying involved.

I spent a while peacefully enjoying the ocean breeze while the sun slowly rose over the waves. The sunlight sparkled on the waves and tinged the grasses with a rosy golden glow. The sea wind was cool and salty, with a hint of fresh grass.

Eventually, my alarm clock went off and I had to get up for work.