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I wound up in a super unstable lucid dream. I knew it was a dream, but when I looked at my hands, my fingers looked normal. So I tried the trick where I put my finger through my palm, which also didn't work. Then I moved to holding my nose and I could still breathe, so... successful reality check. Though I was pretty annoyed about all the instability and my dream not acting "normal". I stood there in the room and tried out some things to see how much control I had. Zero! First I attempted to power up, so I balled my hands into fists and tried going Super Saiyan. There was a slight static feeling, but nothing else happened. So then I tried making a ki ball and shooting off a little energy blast. That didn't work either, even when I tried to visualize the energy flowing up through my hands. Super annoyed at this point, I climbed up onto a staircase and jumped off, bellyflop style. I can ALWAYS fly when I jump off something. But nope, not this time! I just flat out landed on the carpet. So there I was, on the carpet, moving my hands around on the floor to feel the texture of the carpet in an attempt to stabilize the dream somewhat... and then all my annoyance made me lose my lucidity. After that, I wound up in some dream with Seru, but it was so fuzzy I can't remember much other than there was something I wanted to do for him, but I was avoiding it because I was afraid I'd fail. I think it involved writing something? You know, it might have been a poem. Oh my god, would I really be so lame as to write sweet poems for people? Ugh. There was also something involving some really blocky landscape I was flying over. It looked a lot like a 3D landscape version of some of the levels in Super Mario World.

I went to the grocery store to pick up something yummy, and picked out this breadstick-looking thing. I was driving my car home, and I had this big cup with this beadstick in it next to me in the driver seat, but I think it was more of a... I can't remember what they're called. Those bread rolls with filling in them? They're usually kept in fridges? I don't know, but it was cold and I knew had strawberry-banana filling. But hell, it was a dream, it could've been an actual breadstick with strawberry-banana filling in it. Weird stuff.

I was in a festival in a small town a bit far from mine (I don't recognised exactly which). It was already dark, the town was full of colourful lights and music, and everyone were out partying. I was with my girlfriend and some other people, and I suddenly realized that we didn't have a way to get back home at the end of the night. I phoned my dad because he took us there and he could still be around, but he was gone and he had already arrived my hometown. I took a look on my cell looking for someone from my hometown who could be there, but I found no one (and it was really hard for me to use my cell). I stayed for a while thinking how to go back later, but finally I didn't mind about it and kept partying.

[Time lapse]
After some hours I'm walking the streets, now with some different friends. One of them has the looking she had years ago, when I first met her. We leave the festival, like we are going home, but I don't really know whose home are we going to. After the dream, I realized those streets were similar to some from my hometown.

[Time lapse]
We arrive a place made of wood, looks like a skiing resort, but I don't remember going that high. There's many people with elegant clothing, and I think I wasn't with my friends by then. There, still outdoors in front of the main entrance, I find an extrange pice of furniture designed to keep hats on it. They are all the same; white fancy sailor's hats, with golden cords and emblems. They look so ridiculous to me that I start climbing the selfs, steping over those hats and laughing.

[Time lapse]
I'm in the front of a house, still dark, and there are some people who I can't recognise. Suddenly, a furious man comes, holds one of my legs (making me fall to the ground) and starts pulling me to the street. Then, hidden next to a car, he takes a long PVC pipe and holds it over his head, threatening to hit me. In that moment, a friend appeared (now awaken I don't recognise him), took that PVC pipe away from the furious man and threw him to the ground. The man who tried to hit me started then yelling about how we couldn't hit him because of him being someone very important. Then, suddenly, I see an scene (I'm not there) of that man in a hospital bed.

6.15.15

this few days ago

I'm still sleeping from noonish till 9-10pm coz night shifts

I'm with my mom, standing in the building at the border chackpoint. We are about to enter Iran. We are lat through and it's very hot. I can tell above 100F. We are on an asphalt walkway gently curving to the left, with some fields that are getting dry because of the summer heat. Those are some kinds of sports fields and the path is part of some self-guided sightseeing tour. My mom shows me some pamphlet and I'm like you srs want to go this way? There is nothing here. We are in Iran, lets go see some cities or something, but not these sports fields. But there is a picture of some playground, and I thought there will be some gym equipment and I'm srs upset that my mom wants to do that.

Two more dreams with the same location. It has something to do with me making choices,but I'm still working on what choices those could be. A few things going on with me right now so I don't want to say it's one,the other or something else completely different.

Saturday morning. Another dream at that store from my old neighborhood. I went there to get a snack,some chips and maybe a candy bar of some sort. I'm walking up and down the aisles looking at the different choices of potato chips but I want a certain kind that they don't carry. I already had some little snack cake so I decided to just go check out. I'm standing at the counter. Some woman is standing behind me. I just had this sudden urge not to buy the candy. I left it on the counter,stepped out of line,apologizing to the woman behind me and went back to look for the chips I wanted. Up and down the aisles,but again,I can't find them. I see a few that are close to what I like,but not my preferred brand.

As I am anxiously hunting these snacks,I hear two women talking. One is the owner of the store,another is the woman who had just been working at the counter. She was getting ready to leave,I think. The owner was telling her about some guy they both knew and his recent troubles. As she mentioned him,I saw a vague image of what he looked like: old,white hair,scraggly beard,hunched over,with a tube in his nose from his portable oxygen tank. I heard her mention him being involved with something called SGC, "You know,saving good friends?" she said. I didn't hear what was said before that so I didn't know what had happened to him. It wasn't good from the tone of her voice,though.

This morning. A different dream. Not in the store,but I saw it nonetheless. I wanted something,didn't know what,so I got dressed and put on my shoes. It was late at night. There was snow and ice on the ground. My sister warned me about it as I was leaving. I walked down the street. Even though I saw the ice,I walked easily over it. I either walked around it or walked in patches of snow over it. I walked by the store from my earlier dreams. I thought about going in,but wasn't sure if they were open or not. I could have checked the time,but didn't. There's a big rectangular window on the front of the building. I could see inside. Part of the store was dark,but there was another part further back where I could see a light on and the old woman who owned it was inside. She looked busy,balancing the ledgers or something. I decided not to stop,continuing on to another store down the block.

I turn and go in this other store. The building is tall,black,very art-deco looking. The place is packed. I walk down the first aisle,looking for chips and sodas. As I'm walking down this aisle,a young blonde haired girl and some blond guy stop me. They were asking me what I'd do if I won. Won what?,I thought. Then I see my nephew standing there. He asks me me what I would do with the number. Still no clue what's going on,but I noticed he had some kind of ticket in his hand. I figured out it was something about the lottery. "The last few times 1100 has kept coming up again and again," I think he was implying we should bet that number. In my head,I was thinking it probably wouldn't come up again;the system didn't work like that. If we did bet,the number that came up would more than likely be 2000.

6-15-2015

I was wearing flip flops and there were several cockroaches on a tile floor. I kept stepping on them to kill them. I had to step on them twice, the second time aiming for the head. I was not terrified at the mass of roaches (as I would have been irl). This was the only thing that really surprised me in the dream. Sorry there is no more for this dream. I forgot much of the other dreams I had last night. However, this one stuck with me.

#445 - DEILD - 7:45AM

The Monday got me this morning and I just said to heck with it, I'll go in at 9 and sleep a little more.

I am dreaming and laying in some sort of box with dirt in it in the gutter. There's some tube running off of some part of my body to drain something out. I feel the worst depression I've ever known and I decide to just lay there until I die. I really want to die. The thought of it moving on feels like a great relief. Then, I think that I should at least try to get lucid while I am lying her and this partially wakes me up.

I focus on body relaxation and vibes start. I try getting out but it feels off somehow so I go more visual and find that I am walking in the house. I feel the presence of my wife or someone (but it feels like her energy) following close behind me but I can't see her. It's comforting. I step out the front door and all my depression drops away and is replaced with a feeling of bliss. The air is pleasantly cool and I am delighted that I had an OBE. It has been forever. There is a light snow on the ground and the dream is unstable so I roll around in it. I still feel my wife near me watching over me like a guardian. I love it. The birds are singing loud and clear and it is the most beautiful bird sound. Everything feels like heaven and I enjoy every second of this visually unstable dream. I soon wake up.

suddenly a new game is out for phone, computer, xbox, wii, playstation, Nintendo DS, and so on. theres this weird current that EVERBODY plays this game. and suddenly I begin to sink into the game! the game is about the jungle and something I don't remember. so I am in this game playing and I create this giant monster who crashes the game and finally everybody is done with the game. I jump out of the tv.

I was at an ice skating rink with no ice skates on, although I still skated. I went to sit down and then I heard people talking about a walking contest. I went over and won easily! that's all I remember, the other part of it was all blurry.

I was at Busch Gardens and I walked up to this strange door and opened it. inside was some STAIRS- leading to an ELEVATOR- (dream signs) I went in and saw a dead guy with a trash bag on him. So I took the elevator to the - floor and noticed that there was NO GOING BACK. First I heard many voices calling my name. It freaked me out. Next thing I know a guy with a ski mask jumps out and scared me to death! I started backing up and bumped into a guy with a white mask! I started running and found some more stairs, opened a door, and found a couch. I went to sit down and then I heard the voices again! I observed the room trying to look for them. I heard the voices again and turned around and saw everybody involved. I felt so mad and relieved at the same time! I noticed myself turning into a fat old guy at this time. Amazing how vivid Nightmares are isn't it?

They were making a second Napoleon Dynamite movie. It was going to be called Napoleon Dynamite: Armageddon. The plot had something to do with the main character (I can't remember his name, I haven't watched the movie in years.) going on vacation with his new girlfriend in Mexico and all of these hyjinx happen.

Many people were concerned that the movie wasn't going to be as good as the first or that it was going to ruin the characters.


I was in Germany, driving on the autobahn. I drove out into the mountains to go to a cabin that somebody owned. When I got to the cabin it was a secret command center for a nuclear missile launch site.

Downtown at dusk
I'm walking around the downtown area of a large town at dusk. I'm not too sure where I'm going, especially because the roads come together in many odd intersections. Now I'm in a parking lot, at a small building, buying a parking pass. It comes as a tiny cylinder, about the size of the first segment of my thumb. Now I'm back at a different parking lot, hoping I haven't been ticketed yet, finding it odd that the pay station was so far away. I see a parking attendant wandering around checking for the parking passes, so I hurry to get mine in place before he arrives, looking my car over to see if he's already been here and left a ticket. I end up greeting him as he comes over, explaining that I just got back from the parking office as I show him the cylinder I'm carrying. He makes a comment along the lines of "I wish you hadn't told me that. " I'm afraid he's going to ticket me, but he goes on his way.

Now I'm standing outside a hot dog stand, holding a hot dog, looking at their condiments. The "stand" is actually a small building. To my right is a large "window" with a counter; to my left is a whole wall of condiments in largish cylinders set at an angle into the wall. Now I'm elsewhere, talking to someone about my hot dog. They ask where I got it, and I tell them it was <name of burger place>. I explain that even though it's a burger place, they sell hot dogs too.

Now I'm back at my car, getting ready to leave, since I've done everything I needed to; but then I realize my tent is still set up. Given how dark it is now, it's going to be a pain to take it down. Now I'm clambering around in the back of my car, trying to make room for the tent.


Hungry Schlock
I'm watching Schlock, Ebby, and Chisulo. They're discussing getting to the food court, but it's late at night, so everything is closed. The food court is past the gallery, and they're worried about some of the things they've heard about statues and lasers. Now I see them in the food court, wearing their heavy assault gear, glowing slightly. It turns out that there are statues placed around the gallery equipped with heavy-duty laser weapons, hot enough to come close to melting off their suits. They didn't try to stop them but rather just ran all the way through. Schlock is asking whether anyone got some good footage when a statue takes a parting shot at Chisulo. Ebbby gets some great footage, but when they examine it they see that Chisulo has a really strange look on his face, sticking his tongue out, and they all say "Ewww" and decide to use the lower quality footage that someone else got. I think how silly it is to put a food court behind lethal defenses.


Fragments
Something else about wandering through a shopping area.

Three older women walking on a driveway. It's bright.

I was at a forest inspectorate, to start a two week apprenticeship. I entered a meeting room, and Safety and Health course started. After a an hour, a forest inspector that would be my boss appeared. Suddenly, I found myself in forest. It was warm evening, beams of light spread between canopies of trees.

Nothing at 6 hrs waking, then after a brief WBTB a bunch of nicely detailed dreams including a semi-lucid semi-epic .

+ playing football (jerseys are inside out), miss an interception, guy kicks the point after, I go to judge, stuck in field-goal closet, break out an opening, see that "Mindy" (male) the hobo made up a neat room "carpeted" with rough sandpaper and will be parking his motorcycles there

+ fight in long curved hallway with "cricket" (MIB) gun, shoot, miss, aim carefully, hit, no real effect, the gun has three small switches that must be cocked before each shot, it shoots a rainbow colored beam

+ (semi-lucid) in a building pursuing a bad guy, fly/phase through wall to street, persuing car, dream image is half-sized, I'm trying to fully enter the scene and make it "full-screen", in house, dominate evil DC, encounter girl, sexy time, get on couch with other DCs, graze the leg of another girl DC who's surprised, move to another couch and make out (briefly so as not to lose the dream) caress several more girls, visuals fade out but I maintain tactile contact and visuals return, another girl moves to straddle me I expect sex but she opens her mouth (lots of large, sharp teeth!) and lowers her head to bite my chest and I wake up

+ standing at a large, round kitchen table, Indian mothers with kids are eating toast, there's a toaster at each place on the table, I want toast too but I can't find bread, there are cookies, I find them under a shelf away from table, my wife is talking religion with the father who's skeptical down at the far end of the table; I move to the adjacent living room to play a game with NM (grad) and his wife A and their friends/family, it's a role-playing game, N's wife A gets really cozy with me we're sitting with our arms around each other I feel self-conscious about this and take my arms off of her but she keeps holding me close, I make "I don't know what to do?" "shrug" expressions with my eyes to show I'm not trying to come on to her, A is really cute and I think about asking her out and wonder what she'll say

Morning of June 15, 2015. Monday.



This dream starts out with a fairly clear and detailed scenario (like one of yesterday’s dreams) yet does really not make any sense - and also, like my other dream, I am not directly involved at any point.

There is a group of people who are trying to escape from another group of people, possibly the main people behind a new infrastructure who want to eliminate certain descendents in certain families. There are mostly dark-haired males who are the targets. Some of them are hiding in a mostly empty wooden building (I assume one storey). There is one person who has been chosen to retrieve and remember vital information, in the form of numbers, from newer people coming in to hide in the building (though which are apparently unlikely to survive due to the other people discovering their hideout), to eventually leave to report them to someone else. This does not have any logic to it at all, as the numbers relate to important data concerning human populations - a number for each town in a larger region it seems (and a total of about seven or eight numbers at least), yet it is only the partial value in decimal, for example 0.891426 or similar. The whole numbers (the most important, and in fact only relevant part) are missing, which of course renders the decimal part pointless unless someone can impossibly match the whole number with the decimal part. (Apparently, there is another group of people who have the whole number values). As it is, it still does not make any sense, as you cannot have a fractional person (thus the number would only be a whole number anyway).

At any rate, the person gathering the decimal values is able to get out as their enemies find the hideout and most of them are killed. From here, my dream fades or shifts into another situation and my dream-self has no knowledge of the outcome of the previously established scene. (This dream segment was likely based on seeing the “Arrow” episode “Left Behind” the night before - where they were trying to work out the significance of part of a list of numbers though which had different context for the most part.)

Unlike the previous situation, I am fully in-body and actually in my dream. I have to get somewhere, possibly for delivering information, or perhaps finding a location to select for residence (which seems more likely). Still, it is not that clear. What I do know is that there is the idea that the railroad tracks I will be walking parallel to for much of the way give off powerful electromagnetic radiation (which supposedly eventually kills a person or greatly shortens their life), which is something to do with how the trains run. (Supposedly it is safe to be on the trains, just not on the outside near the tracks). This also seems to relate to some sort of conspiracy where people are warning others due to the government not giving this information about the serious dangers.

Even so, I walk along late at night and hear and feel a strange buzzing, which seems to have an effect on my perception (very vivid, but not dawning lucidity). It is an isolated area without many land features. There is one train station (which is supposedly safe) though I keep walking, not feeling endangered, yet somehow aware of the radiation entering me.

I was pushing my motorbike in a building, then I saw someone with his scouter getting in the elevator. I said to myself: ''ok if he is doing, me too I can do it''. I push my bike and get in the elevator. There was some people in the elevator. The guy with the scouter told me ''nice bike bro'' and I reply ''thanks''. ..............CutOff Of The Dream............... The elevator became more bigger, I decided to put my bike in a better position. There was an asian couple who was watching me.
...............CutOff Of The Dream................
Now the elevator transform into a subway. A man was telling me in dutch something, and then he realize I was French. He tried to speak French(with his dutch accent) and I said to him :''ich spreche deustch(I speak dutch)'' but he said ''no don't worry we can speak french''. Then we get out of the subway. We were walking on the road. Then he told me that he has an interview with a journalist about ''how will be summer in France this year''. So I let him go and I continue my way.