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DL1 - Family sitting down to dinner in an old cabin style house. Eating a large tuna steak. Everyone gets a tiny peice except the man who gets pretty much all of it.
Oily juice spills out of the steak onto the white plate.

DL2 - The man races as fast as he can on bicycle to get to the cabin before a man with a hat (lee van cleaf style) gets to the cabin with some repossession papers.
He jumps off but the bicycle carries on spinning through the air. Outside is a dusty mud path/highway up to the cabin.

DL3 - There is advertisement to meet women (dating ) one is dressed in blue. He arrives to meet the lady in a old style restaurant. They are drinking from pint glasses some kind of ale.
She throws a ball across the room that almost knocks the glasses carried by a veteran of the place.

DL4 - The man reaches the cabin in time and huddles in the center of the room near some crates. He wraps himself naked in an animal skin.
He summons a ghost to protect the house. Large footfalls are seen in the dust on the floor.

I tryed to imagined a scene for reentering the dream.

DL5 - This is now the start of the original dream story line.
I saw a zelda-esc forested area. A sunny day on horse back through a along a slight incline through the trees. There is a dwelling, perhaps a church and a castle in the distance that I need to get to.
The horse is taken and I have to carry on on foot.

DL6 - At the house, is the mastermind OpheliaBlue and her henchman. Both sitting one in a wing chair the other on a large settee, with the sun streaming in from large bay windows. There are pictures on the walls and some old wooden cabinets.
I attack the henchman with spinning saws I summon. They slice through him, leaving lines traced across him. He smiles blithely and is healed. I try again. He tells me he can not be destroyed as this is a dream and the dream energy flows through all things here.
He reheals again so I grab him and drop kick him through the ceiling, smashing a big hole in the wall. Ophelia is still sitting impassive. She says she cannot be hurt as the dream energy not centered on her it is the very fabric of the dream itself and nothing can really be hurt.
I wake up.

[Comment]
Evidently I was worrying a little to much about hurt DC. As my subconscious says its ok and not to worry.
The rest of the dream aint got a clue right now...

k figured 3rd person dream watching some guy's life...
I had long convo with Milly about bullying and that it often stems from adult bullying...
In dream Guy bullies family taking all food threateningly , then goes out drinking with another woman spending all their money...
but is shown to be vulnerable as shown being naked hiding in cabin...

Morning of October 25, 2015. Sunday.



I am looking down into the throat of an extinct volcano. This will be fun to jump into in my lucid awareness. I cannot see that far down, but do not expect to be harmed in any way. (It is fairly common for me to deliberately jump from a higher place to then soar about in my dreams. It is often very exhilarating, especially when there is such realistic momentum.)

I jump, falling stomach down, arms out, though now see a giant spiderweb across the whole cylindrical area below. My dream goes into an odd state where I am somehow vaguely aware of my real physical body. I am not interested in any giant spider shenanigans.

After a short time, the giant spiderweb I land on, on my stomach, turns out to be a thin sheet of glass that is somehow stopping my fall. It is full of spider-web-like cracks. There is a jagged hole where my legs are dangling down just a bit. I then consider that it may actually be ice, not glass. Eventually, I get a subtle impression that it is cellophane, but that would seem unlikely regarding the fact I remain suspended on whatever I am on for a time.

The scene shifts to where I am crawling through a horizontal cylindrical tunnel that is getting smaller and smaller. Some sort of “living rock salt” feature (as perhaps of an actual surreal “throat” of a larger creature) around the whole tunnel may digest me at one point. Obviously I do not want this. I emerge near the top of a high hill but am “stuck” inside the outer area of the tunnel to just below my chest. Perhaps I will just remain here staring out over a small isolated town for however many years or centuries. I do not feel in danger, just mildly annoyed that I cannot move. I will not call for help; just wait until I am fully “back” in my real body. I rest my chin in my hand, trying to hold back my aggravation and very minor embarrassment (though no other person had been around at any point).

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Fragment: Theoretical
My exam period is coming up, so I've spent most of my day studying. As I drift off to sleep, thoughts about what I studied today come to me. It's a highly theoretical subject. I'm not a 100% sure, but it definitely feels like I was dreaming instead of just thinking. I remember being impressed that [..?] knows all of these things and knows how to explain it [my course material]. I don't remember there being any images. Not real sounds either. Just.. thoughts. Something abstract. Fits well with the abstractness of the course material

Dream 1: Washing the laptop
I'm standing in front of a kitchen sink. I'm doing the dishes, except it's my laptop that I'm washing. It looks exactly like it should look. First I'm scared for a moment (my laptop is wet!), but then I quickly start to believe that's totally fine. It's still functioning, it's turned on. It should be turned off while I'm washing it though, for safety reasons.

Dream 2: Languages
I'm with one of my best friends, an Asian guy. He's really into animes, to the point where he has learned a little bit of Japanese from them. I see a couple of books on his bookshelf. One set is about learning Japanese. The other.. I believe Korean. They all look similar, as if they're from the same series of books, but on different languages. I'm quite surprised by the fact that he's learning 2 languages at once. Also by the fact that he's learning Korean. I didn't know he cared for the language.

Dream 3: Amusementpark
I'm with my girlfriend, somewhere outside during the day. The weather is slightly depressing, a bit dark. We're near a station. We're going to take what looks like a subway. I have to help her climb into it, as the entrance is just an opening perhaps a metre of the ground.

We are in the amusementpark, inside a shop or another building. We've decided to stick together with a girl and a guy. Not so sure what's going on right now. We're having fun, that's for sure. I think at one point we decide to rent bicycles.

Dream 4: Wacky village
It's dusk and I'm on the streets of a weird village. There is no electricity. Or any other type of modern convenience it seems. I do see an electric motorcycle driving, which makes me wonder where he gets his electricity from. Perhaps he needs to go out of the village for it. I pass two people who are sitting at a round(?) table on a sidewalk. I ask them a time related question. Something along the lines of how they know that X is open or how they know if it's Sunday if there's no way to tell time. One of them replies that every villager asks themselves if the synagogue is open today. But there is no synagogue here? Yes exactly. I find the whole experience strange and can't make much sense of it.

EDIT: remembered another dream

Dream 5: Bars
I'm hanging out in a bar with a couple of my Dutch friends who I met in Indonesia. Something tells me that we're in Indonesia right now. I talk to the bartender in Dutch or English and this feels odd, because I'm not talking in Indonesian. The bar we are in changes at least 1 one time. At one point I see everything as if I'm watching a video, seeing myself hanging at the bar, with some friends. At the end of the dream I walk away from the bar, and perhaps 5 people make a certain move, all together at the same time, as if they're dancing. One of my friend is sat on a barstool and doesn't join in on the movement. The view sorta zooms in on her face and the way the colours of the disco reflect on it. She is sat perfectly still, staring up into the distance.

Fragments

Outside the old apartment I lived in childhood. It's dark. I see a leather jacket on the ground, looks like a biker jacket. A spirit lives on it?

In a funeral home, it's very shadowy. It's a place where you can leave your bodily fluids on the coffin to feel closer to the dead. I go down a cramped elevator, my hand it wet with goo and it feels disgusting.

I see Homer and Marge from the Simpsons and an alternate version of them. They are a lighter color and have totally different personalities.

In a hypnogogic state, I feel a cat jump on my back and walk up to my head and falls asleep on it.

I had this dream over 12 hours ago so its not the best it could be. I just remember the really odd stuff.
I remember my dad being really hyper and smiling and giving me a hug then as i pull away he smiles and says he is going to stab me and pretends to stab my back. He seemed so happy and he was smiling. Very hyper which is not normal at all for my dad. Then i remember me and my grandpa talking about my dad and my grandpa said it was a shame that he was on meth. I dont know a lot about meth but to me at the time it made perfect sence Then I remember spending the next two days in my room planing to escape and I did. I was walking into town (i live out of town) except my town seemed very primitive. I saw this girl that i talk to and she asked what i was doing and i told her running away and she said that i could stay at her house and i was going to until this guy that flirts with me and use to be friends with walked up to me and said i could stay at his house and i thought good i could go smoke some weed although i dont even smoke weed.
And i cant remember the rest other than i was driving and didnt go to his houses and i went shopping????

October 19, 2015

I was a bit late in writing this one down so some of the details have escaped me; but I do know that I was walking around my home town, suuuupppeerrr tall. I was like the mountain spirit in Mononokehime, or a Titan. I felt more like the Spirit though. I was walking down the big hilly streets and enjoying the view from up high; I almost got lucid but didn't quite get there.




October 20, 2015

I was rafting down a river with Zukin. We were having the bestest of times, just sitting there and enjoying the sunset. to get back, though, we had to get upriver, and it was a struggle but still the bestest. After that, she had a date with Ginger, and I was talking with my high school friend, K. At some point, a middle school friend, N, texted me, and came to join us. It turned out he was in a band now and doing pretty well for himself. K was also doing well for himself, having beaten a lot of the depression he's been dealing with for years. Then, A (a guy I casually saw for a month or two) texted and wanted to hang out. So I was there with these three guys, and Zukin found out and posted on my Facebook wall, "Way to go Kestrel! Stringing these boys along perfectly." And I was embarrassed. Zukin and Ginger got back, and we had a dance party; I was eating some cucumbers, but since Zukin and Ginger were making out their feet got in my cucumbers



October 21, 2015

I was in a new school building; one of my coworkers was there, and she was put in this new classroom on the second floor. It was such a fucking beautiful classroom; all hardwood floors and beautiful dark wooden, tall walls. And like three rooms coming off the main room. In one of the rooms, there was this petting zoo / carnival ride. You could ride a llama, or a dog or a pig. But there was a rule; you can't wear a bra on the animals. So I had to take off my bra. And for some reason I ended up taking off my shirt as well. So I was sitting on this pig, shirtless. I got self conscious, especially since people were coming to pick me up any second now... but when I looked down, it turned out my shirt was still on, so I was all good. There was also this ride where you got on this big ball and rolled down a wire loop thing.


I was going to this new aquarium with my brother; they had a merman on exhibit and we really wanted to go see him. We were about to enter with a large group, but something went terribly wrong, and since I was at the back of the group with my brother, all we could hear was some bangs and then someone shouting, "Run the FUUUUCK away!!!" This guy had been talking to us before, and he knew a lot about meraids, so we trusted his intuition and ran the fuck away. As we were leaving the building, going down this huge stairway at the entrance, there were lots of flashes and booms and shit. It was as if the merman had gone crazy and summoned a huge storm to destroy this whole fucking place.
We got to the car and by the time we got home, we realized what had been so terrible. It wasn't the merman, but the climate; the sun was suddenly like 10x brighter, and the merman had sensed the change coming on and had been trying to warn people by attacking them to make them go back home lol. The sun was so bright it would burn you the moment your skin was exposed.
Eventually, someone found a cure for the climate; an apple cider you had to drink to be fine in the new sun.



October 22, 2015

I was in a castle with Zukin, and we were guests at some kind of wedding; but there was a dragon who was trying to stop the wedding from happening. And then it turned out the groom had been cheating on the bride with this voluptuous woman in purple. The dragon then went berserk, and Zukin, the ex-bride, and I all ran down to this river to escape. This scene happened like three times, but the third time, it ended differently; we ran down to the river and suddenly the ex-bride had these super powers and blew up the dragon, who turned out to have been the woman in purple all along. It was weird.



October 23, 2015

I was sitting with Zukin in this huge tree, and pretty much just knew it was a dream from the get-go. We were reminiscing and pretty much just chilling. We met this guy who needed a lot of information, so we took him to this huge dream-database. We flew through stacks of conjoined truck-beds, which housed all the information. All I had to do was think about the information we needed, and a piece of paper just drew me to it. I pulled it out of its file and found that a woman had died, and found out she was pregnant with the child of the man who had been seeking our help. The man was so upset but so grateful for the information, and put the paper in his breast pocket. Some shit happened and it turned into an epic scifi battle with all my favorite characters from all my favorite shows. Zukin was by my side and the whole time, we wrecked shit up. After the battle, we all had a dance party. We were having a blast and then Zukin and I sorta sunk down through the floor and laid down to watch the feet swirling from below; the floor was completely clear, almost invisible so it was really surreal. I turned to Zukin and said, "This is pretty cool." And she agreed, telling me she had brought me to her dream now. I asked her what the rest of her dream had been like, but she couldn't really remember.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

We finally got Freeview TV last night, we haven't had TV in this flat since last year ^_^ it had a pretty strong influence on my first couple dreams.

Dream 1 - Hot Fuzz

I watched my favourite comedy movie last night, 'Hot Fuzz'. Such a kickass film, the camera angles, foreshadowing, the way they bring back the lines they've said earlier in the film, everything about this movie is great . Anyways, I remember being a police officer in a room similar to the police office from the film. There were other officers around me too, I must be training them or something as they get more skilled by following me around. This kind of relates to the movie how Simon Pegg is really good at his job, in this case I seem to influencing the others into being better too. I think we were then in a large dining hall and I got some kind of formal training in martial arts...? Can barely remember this.

Dream Fragments

The dream following 'Hot Fuzz' where I was also a police officer but doing different things.

I remember making porridge and putting some brown sugar into it at some point... Though this might not have been a dream

Dream 2 - Sand pit
There's some competition going on where everyone is split in to groups and have to dig a sand pit (I'm guessing it was on the beach). The day itself was gloomy and the sky was grey. Our sand pit seemed to have burrows underneath it, it was already about 1m deep. I think I did something like blew a big hole in the centre of the pit, exposing these burrows. They were lined with this reddish staining and it may have had a glistening effect to it too (possibly a kind of slime? I didn't touch it though). I jump down to the side by the sand pit and have to start filling it in again using a bucket I found. It seems like each group is only allowed one tool to use between them and we have a shovel and 2 buckets. The buckets were already in the pit so I wonder if it's okay, though I know I'm cheating by using them .

Dream 3 - Superheroes
Another hero dream? The area we're in is barren with dark dirt beneath us and cloudy skies above. Heroes are fighting villains all around me, and I myself and locked in battle with a villain wearing a pseudo-suit (it's red and covers the whole body, including the head and face). It seems like there is a bunch of these villains wearing fake-suits that give them super powers, someones evil scheme to fight the superheros. I slash into the fake suit and manage to cut it open, but inside was the man who was behind it all. The suit detaches and hovers beside him (it maintains its form as if it still had someone in it). The villain in front of me has a yellow suit on and a brutish looking evil face, I feel like I've seen him before as a well-known villain, but I don't think he actually exists. I'm no match for him, by stripping the red suit, he is now able to use his full power! I dash away and jump, I arch my blade/hand (I'm not sure if I had this before or not) through the air and slice the red suit in half, destroying it, as I make my escape. I spot Martian Manhunter nearby and jump onto him.
"Fly away! Now!" I shout, he complies understanding the seriousness of the situation. The villain is on the ground behind us as we shoot into the sky. I'm glad that he can't fly, but I know that the only one who can save us it... Superman! Unfortunately he's locked in battle with Superwoman (who is apparently a villain in my dream). I get out this kryptonite cream and tell the Martian we need to finish Superwoman off and take down the main evil villain. We charge at them and I slam the burning kryptonite cream (which ignited) against the back of Superwoman. She honestly looked more like the hulk, just completely ripped and huge. I can't recall much of what happened next but I think we win? Superman and Superwoman have to go inside this room together with the principal or something and discuss something with him, while me and a few others have to wait outside in the hallway. I'm sitting in the way of one of the others and ask him if he wants me to move so he can pass into the hall, I move anyways and he says "nah that's oka-... oh, alright then".

Good things (tm) come from going to bed before midnight! Several prior nights of no recall, finally a nice dreaming session again!

early:

@ about 5 hrs
+ impressions only, but of many dreams : my dad?, buildings, flying?, conflict? Many people & places

WBTB

Fall asleep somewhere around 7 hrs

In and out of waking and dreaming

+ LD#152 I'm playing racquetball, I see myself 3rd person from the back on the court. I'm thinking my opponents are impressed with the view of my butt: short short, well trimmed, etc. The view pans around to the left side of me still from the rear focusing on my butt, and I'm horrified to realize that my shorts are too short and my underwear is clearly visible poking out from beneath the shorts. I wonder how long this has been the case, every time I play?!

Walking through a lobby outside the court, indoors, people are around, I feel totally awake, but remember that at any time I could be dreaming, so I reach up for a nose pinch and am somewhat astonished to realize that I'm dreaming! I see some girls across the room and briefly entertain the thought of moving towards them, (decide against it?) but I lose visuals. I'm still dreaming, in the void, but am not 100% sure I'm not awake in bed. I rub my hands and feel like I am doing this lying in bed on my side in the dark. I wait a bit for a scene to form and think about visualizing something, there's a discontinuity, then I wake up and do a nose pinch and I'm awake in bed, the hand-rub episode was still in the dream state!

+ I'm in my old (company "3") office building. I'm approaching my office and hear a meeting taking place in the office next to mine. I think about going in and telling them about the dream I just had but I think they're probably not interested. I enter my office and reach down and switch on the lamp on the desk. The lighting is still pretty low in the office but I remember I usually work like this. I turn towards the door and see that it's a bit more closed than it should be. (I put something on the desk?)

+ (semi) fun at the strip search

Spoiler for explicit sexy time, do not read if you don't like that sort of thing:

I'm walking by some area indoors, I'm with somebody but I notice off to the left a naked woman is standing (strip search / police area?). I decide suddenly to go there and check it out. I noticed up against a wall a woman is naked with legs spread wide in a split, there's a nice view. As I approach she takes a "doggy position" pose on hands and knees, with her (ahem) clearly visible and ready and pointing right at me. I begin slow intercourse, feeling for the sensation, knowing this is not a waking scenario, yet not fully lucid. I enter her several more times, watching the action, feeling for the sensation, and being a bit disappointed that it's not very intense. I then reach both hands up to her back and run them up and down her sides along her back, narrowing at her waist, and widening again at her hips, my hands go up and down several times, the feeling of her skin on the palms of my hands is very accurate and waking-like.

There follows several different scenarios. The scenes alternated between plot, leaving and returning a couple times. Brief wakings occur a few times.

+ I wake up in a large room in a house. In another room in the house the family who lives there ("friends" of mine) are also waking up. I hear an alarm clock go off. Some of the females in the family are moving through the hallways. I'm just in my (briefs) underwear. I lean my head out into the hallway several times, keeping my body in the room so as not to be "exposed" as I exchange a few words [forgotten] with the ladies.

I'm at a mall, there are a lot of people around. My perspective is as if I'm kneeling/sitting on the floor, I watch people (especially the girls) moving about me.

I'm heading outside (I'm with my wife?). An attendant tells us the (hardware store?) entrace is to our left after we leave. I "remember" the location of this store, I know I can find it. We're walking outside and we come across a cat and a chair on the pavement. The cat has its hind legs on the ground and its front paws and head up above the seat of the chair, drinking water from a pool of water that gathered in the depression of the chair. I contemplate life and and suffering and reproduction and wonder why God would create beings with survival needs in circumstances where they can't satisfy those needs which results in suffering. The cat seems to be screaming?

I'm back inside the family friends home. Everybody is moving around in the kitchen, a lot of people live there (many related families), they're busy getting ready for the day. I tell them about the cat I saw outside, and say in <foreign language> that it was screaming. The old man of the family answers (don't see him) "screaming, eh? That darn cat." I'm standing at a tall bar counter separating the kitchen from the room I'm in. Two of the females of the family come up to the bar, they present me with gifts: a medium-sized cup-o-noodles completely sealed in clear cellophane (I wonder if I should have got them gifts as a guest?), and a small medical plastic dosage cup with a small amount of brink pink thick liquid in it (like Pepto-Bismol). I ask them what that is. They answer in <foreign language>, but I can't understand them. They're speaking too quiet, and I can't make out the words. I ask them again, they repeat again, and I don't understand again. I'm embarrassed that I don't understand. I ask again for them to speak louder. They say in <foreign language> "shampoo." I say "Oh! Shampoo! Ok...." then they clarify that it is shampoo for dogs. There's some sort of paperwork stating this?

Back at the mall (past the cat), my hands are full of shopping bags. I look down and one of the bags contains my gray sweat pants and nothing else. I juggle the bangs in my hands to I can carry them better. I head outside and walk to the right, back to the door from which I exited in the earlier scene. I'm a bit concerned about people following me. I'm walking fast. I feel my legs, I'm a bit surprised at the feeling of my legs, how fast I'm going, and how light I feel on my feet.

+ (semi) I'm walking outdoors on a walkway (some stairs going up?) and there's a group of college girls in front of me.

Spoiler for sexy time encounter, a bit of dominance, don't read if that's not your cup o' tea:

I notice the girl on the left is really hot, and has a nice bust. I reach over with my right hand to her right breast and hold it lightly. I (think? hear?) a complaint that she'll be late for class. I say out loud, "now if you think about it, you don't actually have any classes today! [because this is a dream?]. And I turn her and push her up against the wall. I think what to do: bewbz play, or make out? I decide I want her to strip a bit and say "show me your ***! Put your arms up over your head!" She does [things are vague a bit hazy, probably waking at this point], but she hangs down her forearms and hands blocking the view. I take a forearm in each hand and pin them to the wall up over her head

, and I wake up.

*I was with a group of people at night in a parking lot when we noticed a huge spider everybody freaked out and started to scatter running from the spider. At this point the spider was agitated and started to chase me.

*I was walking behind the building on the loading dock when I noticed a huge spider with more than 8 legs. There was a voice in my head that told me I had control over the spider and it was no reason to be afraid. But I did not listen to this voice and turned around out of fear and began to run.

*I was at my old apartment complex when I notice Roberto and his girlfriend in my dad's room fighting. I walked into the room and realize they were fighting because Amberly was with another guy who she was flirting with.

Roberto was actually very upset in this situation. My dad was also in the room with us somehow involved in the situation.

*The scene started with an a natural for setting. Then Karmapa along with an entourage of monks proceeded to walk into auditorium and then seated. My dad was also in attendance as the Karmapa began to teach.

My dad started to speak to me in the middle of the Karmapa speech then I told my dad that is disrespectful you have to remain quiet. After the lecture Lama Surya das walked up to me and greeted me very compassionately. I thought how does he know me it feels like he knows me.

*Me and my girlfriend took one gram of mushrooms hanging out somewhere which seem to be like a hotel. We did not fill the mushrooms after a while and then I commented that I will go get more.

I went to the car and open the bag where the mushrooms were supposed to be, but then realized that the mushrooms were actually asparagus. Realizing that we were sold bogus mushrooms, I got very angry and freaked out.

Roberto showed up and I blame him for everything because he was the one who introduced me to the dealer. I told him bro you owe me money you owe me $40.

I' in a giant, maze-like house with a host of people of various ages, ranging from maybe four to thirty. We're in the garden, with is a strong slope, with a pool on multiple levels, with water bridges and waterfalls connecting all the levels. It's a pool party, despite the overcast, gray and white sky. I'm in one of the most upper level of the pool, il a frilly, light gray bathing suit. Close to me is a buch of teenagers bullying a twenty-something, too nice to tell them to fuck off. They are ganging up on him, trying to pull him underwater. He's strugling against them but he seem to affraid to hurt them to really push them away and it looks like the bullies are going to manage tu hurt him. I grab the one closer to me and roughly pull him underwater, pushing on his head until I feel him hit the bottom of the pool. I swim to the other and scratch and slap my way to the older man, pulling him away.
I'm suddently out of the pool, shivering because my bathing suit is still wet, and trying to convince a four years old girl to sit at a table with other kids to eat the party cake. She's sturbborn and pouty, the owner of the house, a old, artificial blonde woman is fussing over her and throwing me dirty looks while being useless. I ask the kid who is here favorite princess, and the tells me that's Elsa, and I manage to have her smile. The owner start complaining that now the little girl is going to sing the damn song, and she tottaly does but she also get up on the chair and settle down to eat her cake.

I hate bullies with a burning, downright sadistic passion.

I've gotten really lax about making regular dream journal entries. I know they're really important for lucid dreaming... even if all of my dreams aren't lucid.

I honestly don't remember much about what I dreamed about last night, possibly because I woke up because my neck hurt. No lucid last night, though.

I don't remember a lot. I remember a color theme of dark blue and blue-black. My lack of memory isn't surprising, since those colors might mean that I spent time in a dim dream without much detail.

Something about an outfit or costume someone gave me. Something about putting on black striped leggings/tights. The original pair got shrunk in the dryer, but in the dream they fit again.

There may have been horses. I'll think about it throughout the day, and maybe fragments of it will come back to me.

So in that nap i took..
it was about an appartment i lived with my bro i guesss...
when suddenly we opened the entry door and crawled out like kids and saw ppl gettin out
we crawl back in and someone pushed opened the door said u have to leave cuz there is some bee's or fly's virus that they are coming lol..
so we got out then we got in and analyzed it etc, and they call police or something to help us with some tools to fix the hydraulics or whatever, so a person who lived with us almost got shot by sniper for enterin the appartment, and they wanted to destroy it..
so eh rushed inside it with his 1 automatic gun (i was the camera lol) and started hacking his appartment papers that he is owner and shooting lol... well thats it ;D

Morning of October 24, 2015. Saturday.



I am seemingly about sixteen years old again and back in Florida in my backyard in Cubitis. My mother (July 14, 1916-October 2, 2002) is in our house, in our living room. I am looking east at a rather narrow diagonal trail of black smoke that otherwise resembles the pattern of a contrail (though is touching the ground). Additionally, there is a thicker column of smoke rising up near a farmhouse, though the farmhouse itself appears to be mostly undamaged.

About three times, I try to get my mother’s attention as she is sitting near the open windows in the south area of the living room. I want her to understand that a missile came down in the distance. I drawl the word rather loudly, pronouncing it MISS-sigh-ul. Still, I am not sure of the circumstances as I do not recall seeing it hit, though I do expect another one soon, yet this does not occur at any point. I do not feel threatened or in danger; I just want to inform people of what is going on. I wait for signs of explosions in the distance.

Instead, a young male figure in black who is wearing a top hat walks from the area and eventually becomes more visible and discernible as he approaches our backyard. He is reminiscent of a young David Cassidy (but with the essence of a “dark magician”). He has a slightly menacing appearance. A narrow perfectly vertical tall column of black smoke rises from his top hat as he approaches (possibly a play on chimney pot hat or stove pipe hat).

Soon, the situation changes. I am in a mostly empty room (seemingly partly modeled after my father’s original room in Cubitis - but this is only a subtle impression) where there are two annoying male human heads attached to a long mostly horizontal stream of dark gray smoke. They seem aggressive and dominating. The faces are approaching me but I easily knock them back mentally (and with a hand motion) and “flatten” them. At one point, each is like a long series of two-dimensional cutouts of faces (somewhat caterpillar-like) that are thrown back onto the wall by my will, each expressing a slightly different visage of worried surprise.

Later, my dream becomes even more surreal. There are some sort of possibly alien beings (though they look human) attempting to control everyone in a town. However, I am able to mentally cause these threatening beings to hallucinate and perceive things in ways that cause them to fail in their intended conquest (including scampering chipmunks and menacing low-flying kites). This happens twice (possibly one is a dream “reset”). They do become aware of what I am doing but act as if they are curious about my ability rather than annoyed or angered. They leave with no success of even one attempt to conquer even one person.

Finally, a “bad” or demon-like male (though mostly of normal human appearance) is easily thrown out of an underground chamber by a slight focus of my will and “replaced” by a (unknown) dark-haired young girl with leather “letter X” patterns in her apparel (over chest, legs, and arms, somewhat shoelace-like). She is followed through the doorway to my right by small iridescent butterflies, some sort of abstract “creatures” crawling on the wall (which look like paired human fingers moving along somewhat beetle-like) and other small, bizarre, and surreal but living forms. I am aware of other benevolent entities coming to “take control” of all apparently negative realms, which then creates a youthful and pleasant energy everywhere. (More and more, I notice how dreams seem to color a person’s mood and level of energy.)

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Had long dream where I was trying to kill a child...my motivation was fear...
The was a child smiling I though out of devilment initally.
I was trying to kill them by bludgeoning them with a chair. I was careful to cover the area with plastic bags to avoid blood going everywhere . the child continued to smile. i killed them. afterwards i realised they were smiling because they loved me and didnt mind how much pain i caused them.
i resurected a child...they were not quite the same but i tryed.

[cooment
i believe i have been hurting myself with my own negative thoughts and lack of self love. but my subconscious still loves me.
i will try to be more aware of my emotions.

I was at home when I got visit from friend whom I know from elementary school. We had spoken about something. I was glad he was visiting me, it is quite long we have seen each other. Then he asked me to visit him at his home and I felt that I should go. So we went there. The surrounding, the nature was very nice, clean... with clean fancy colours. I was able to see cleanly every branch, every leaf on trees... every leaf of grass. Very sharply.
The road got worse and worse. Its edges were crumbling... I traveled in the center of the road, going around patches of holes in it with skill. The road started to be excavated on the edges and the holes started to be deeper. The excavated edges were meters deep. I saw every stone there... every grain of sand, everything clean and sparkling. And the drivable road got narrower and narrower. I saw as the edges were crumbling and falling off when I drove too close to them but there was no possibility to make it different. There was no more possibility to take another road. There was no possibility to go back- the road was crumbling down slowly behind me.
I managed to get to the house of my friend. He was waiting there for me. I went up the slope following him to his house. I saw other close friend of mine. She was standing there on the path side and me when she saw me, she turned her back to me as if she didn't see me... to ignore me. I smiled sadly... And went around her and away wordlessly. She was looking at my back as I was going further away... It looked like she couldn't go away from that place. She was forced somehow to go after us. She looked at us, while I was speaking with other friend... and I was using words with two meanings, whole double meaning sentences... she understood what I was trying to say to her even if she tried to ignore me.
We were alone at the end, she and I. She didn't try to ignore me anymore. I didn't speak anymore. There was no need. There was understanding between us, flow of thoughts, feelings and memories. Two distinct us with shared awareness.

remarks
- it was very vivid dream. Everything was pictured very sharply in it.
- roads were crumbling, only tight way remained before me- I wonder...
- that mind sharing was very spiritual, it is long time here since I felt something like this.