I've gotten better at WILD, although it took... what... 4 years? I've found I have much more control over the dream and don't run into the "stuck in the dark" issue that plagues my lucid dreams when I gain awareness during a dream. I've been horrible about keeping a dream journal, and today I only remember my 2 WILD lucid dreams and not much else. Very lazy of me. My favorite method for WILD is to explore a specific environment. I have two main fallbacks, two different "home bases". I know a lot of people really want to create a home base. It has been very difficult for me - I had no luck even managing to arrive in my home base for 2 solid years. I think part of it was that my "home" really wasn't a good one and didn't reflect my true personality or needs, and I had to spend a lot of time rearranging and rebuilding it in my head. I have two different ones right now, depending on what I want to accomplish. One is a whimsical home in what looks like the rainforest of the Pacific Northwest, perched on a cliff over the ocean. The other one is a fortress in a rugged landscape that looks a lot like the Grand Canyon, although much more mountainous. LD #1: Woke up. Had to use the bathroom. Went back to bed. Began my visualization of home #1... I was on the sandy beach below the cliff. I walked up and down the beach in my mind, focusing on all of the sensations that would go with it - the sound of the waves, the sound of the wind, the feel of the sand beneath my feet and even the slight whisper it made when I walked. How my footprints looked. The sky and horizon over the ocean, and the smell of salt on the breeze. Eventually, the sound of gulls over the water. I looked back toward my house. There are steep stairs that lead up from the beach to the top of the cliff - they're made from the stones themselves. I walk across the beach to the steps and start climbing upward toward the house. The stones feel solid beneath my feet. By the time I reach the top of the cliff, the dream has solidified into a lucid dream, although it still feels very fragile. I spend some time on the terrace at the top of the cliff looking out across the beach and ocean, and marvel at how beautiful it is. I have a feeling that there are some friends nearby heading toward my house, so I move through the bedroom (which has a door leading to the terrace) and then the kitchen area. Things are fuzzy and I've made the mistake of not stabilizing very well because I'm anxious to greet my friends. I open the front door. The rainforest outside is cool and misty. Wooden steps create a trail upward through the foliage. I can hear their voices in the distance, it sounds like two of them are arguing with each other. Two of my friends appear at the top of the steps and start heading downward... I can still hear the others arguing with each other, although they're still out of sight somewhere further up the trail. All of this is very distracting. The dream is too thin at this point, and it fades. I wake up. LD #2: I wake up naturally. It's early morning... light outside, but earlier than I'd like to get out of bed. I don't really remember the dreams I just had. I lie back and begin another visualization; this time, I'm exploring the fortress. The fortress is a very new idea, interesting and a bit more grim. I wander around through some nondescript rooms... I haven't really developed the place much... and eventually become lucid in an area with ugly lemon yellow walls that really don't look very fortressy. I'm sort of irritated since I'd rather be somewhere more fitting for what I'd like, and more interesting. The hall I'm going down twists and turns but doesn't lead anywhere, and I'm becoming more irritated. I run across a woman wearing a very old-fashioned maid outfit (not like a sexy French maid, think a traditional English maid) but she's very... zombielike. I think I said something to her, and she replied in a monotone. Her eyes were white and milky-looking. I don't like her and don't want to deal with zombies, so I destroy her (with a thought, she basically becomes a blood spatter across the walls and floor). I run across one of the dream characters who'd normally inhabit this fort (he's a general) but everything is foggy so I don't recall any specifics about him... I need to work on him a little more... and complain about the zombie. He tells me that he and another dream character zombified all of the inhabitants and servants in the fortress when they took it over, so they wouldn't have to deal with any opposition by them but the fortress was kept running and in pretty decent repair. He doesn't care much about convenience and upkeep for himself - he doesn't need that stuff - but the way he sees it, it's more convenient for me. It's sort of evil and disturbing, but it IS something I'd expect that character to do, and he does have a good point. This wasn't something I came up with myself... I was a little surprised by it, actually. I still don't really like the zombies, but I don't want to argue with that particular dream character very much - he's very stubborn - so I let the zombie thing slide. As I head toward the main door that leads outside of the fortress, the dream falls apart and I wake up.
1: I was a mouse trapped in a cage/safe by someone who resembled my brother. I'm not sure entirely how I got into the cage, but whenever I tried to escape he always caught me and put me back. He gave me cheese every now and then, which is when I usually tried to escape, but no luck. I tried to leap across to the kitchen table, which had some sore of portal on it, but alas he caught me every time. I eventually stopped trying to escape, resigning myself to a life of imprisonment, when he left me alone for a little bit to answer the door. As he was talking to his friend/colleague, I managed use a lockpick from inside the safe to twist the lock open, escape through the door and, just as he turned around in suspicion, I sprinted out the door like a ball of lightning! Freedom! 2: More of a fragment, I remember being in a city with different guilds, and I was part of the engineeering guild. I was with a more junior colleague as we walked to a professors house. The city was a bit steampunky with gas lamps and cobble streets/large manor houses with some beautiful, dark green/blue trees. 3:I was in my physics class as we were preparing for the annual physics expo day. I initially was reminiscing about last years (which I swear was a previous dream I have had, or so today's dream has made me think!). The expo last year was a video game one, with statues, memorabilia and examples of games throughout the ages everywhere. I remember there being a statue of galaxy eyes tachyon dragon for some reason, and the finale of the event involved two students competing in some crazy video game competition. Fast forward to this year, and the teacher outlines his vision and told us what we would be doing to prepare. Budget didn't seem to be an issue for him, as he agreed pretty much to whatever suggestions we had without a second thought. He went around the room counting the number of special computers and hings we had for the event, then told us to get cracking. We started working on preparations, and soon me and a few others started complaining about the way some of our subjects were taught. Some people complained about chemistry, whereas others and I complained about the language we were learning. We had a bit of a good natured grumble and then left, presumably to lunch.
Morning of September 6, 2015. Sunday. This is mostly an ordinary dream of a typical passive perspective. At one point, I become aware that three younger men, all around thirty perhaps, are sitting in our living room. I am not sure of what circumstances or implied back story brought this about though I do not seem annoyed as I often am in such dreams. Our house seems different, with more open space in the rooms and larger overall as well. I do not seem to know who the males are. I first consider that they are new tenants for a nearby house. I make an absentminded comment about some people not living in any place for more than a few months. I also make a sarcastic comment about the conditions of the houses in the region. They do not seem amused and I start to think that they may be some sort of real estate appraisers. They make unrealistic comments about how nice the houses are but I do not respond. Soon, I notice that when I look out the window, there is only a field of tall dry grass across the street from our house. I get the impression that there are not many other houses or buildings around after all, and that what I thought of as a street is actually a (fictional) back road in a somewhat isolated area. This seeing of the high golden grass through the window (instead of a large parking lot as in reality - though it was actually a large field before this) and realizing there are not many neighbors makes me feel good and makes me consider that my “complaints” were unwarranted. My flawed thinking does not trigger lucidity in any way. The men continue to talk about the nature of the houses and their value though I also get the impression that some maintenance or repair work may be done soon (not necessarily on our own house). At one point, I look out the kitchen window and notice the neighbor’s dog running around and barking in our backyard. I mention this to my wife but I do not go out. The dog, however, is a small beagle, and I become mildly amused rather than angry at the neighbor, at its random wandering about. I go back into the living room. After the men talk a bit more, they leave through the kitchen area, it seems, though I suddenly get suspicious and go into the kitchen myself. However, I do not see anyone but my wife Zsuzsanna and our youngest daughter. Zsuzsanna talks about getting some extra things in some sort of subscription to a craft series. (I am not sure if she just bought it at the newsagency - what they call magazine vendors here - or got it in the mail.) My wife goes into the living room to sit on the couch and I notice the transparent rectangular plastic box she has is filled with numerous random items. At least a few of the items are old ruined CDs that are meant to be used in a craft project. There is also a general appearance of similar items; for example, a small plastic lid of some sort that is of a lesser diameter than a CD though with a large circular hole in the center as well as a couple embroidery hoops and a couple round beverage coasters. Several of the items look as if they may be pieces of old toys meant to be used in a new craft project. My wife seems happy about the special cheaper price for the first part of the subscription series. I am not sure if a particular subscription project utilizes the random items, or if they are meant to be used for the individual ideas of the subscribers.
As mostly my IRL self, I'm following a news story about a court case. The girl on trial is a minor, but the people involved in the case keep talking about her as if she's an adult; there's racial connotations. Her outlook is not good. As not-exactly-my-IRL-self, I'm thinking this is an injustice. I've allowed them long enough to work this out themselves, they've had their chance; I'm going to step in and remove her from this ridiculous trial. There's a connotation here that this means dropping everything going on in my life. I'm nearly out the door when IRL-self stops to wonder exactly what I think I can do. I'm standing in a dimly-lit, brown-toned library where I'm meeting Mazikeen for the first time in a long time. The dreamer part of me is critiquing the way the dream is representing her half-alive half-dead status; the parts of her without skin are tinged green, and it crosses over her body, so that her left arm and right leg are dead. I think of this as a clumsy representation of the life/death mix. The character part of me is remembering seeing her a long time ago, when she'd just been made immortal and she'd been elated about it, saying that she'll be able to continue to serve as long as I need her. I'm wondering whether she'll think what I'm doing now is worth serving - or rather, what I'm not doing now; I've abandoned certain ambitions.
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The light rail car speeds across the desert, its tracks raised high into the air. An attack helicopter closes on us, and the tension of the people within the car is palpable. The train is carrying civilians, and we don't have any way to fight back. The wind whips at me as I stand at the open door, the grounday speeding past far below. What's the worst that could happen? I think, This is only a dream. I jump. I reach out and grab onto the landing skids of the helicopter, grinning wildly. (Later, I'm Harry Potter taking on an army of conventional weaponry.)
Updated 09-09-2015 at 09:40 PM by 31096
A restaurant I am a new recruit in a secret dream task force. I am here at this restaurant to meet my partner, The Gourmand. He doesn't look like a secret agent. He is portly, loud, and loves food. He gives me a Dream Unit, which is a folding tablet that is disguised as a normal computer but also has technology to track agents in the dream world. Through flashes and intuition, I gain an understanding of how things work in this fiction. When we fall asleep we enter an alternate reality that all people enter when they dream. This other reality, called trans-reality, is as valid as ours, called cis-reality. Normally, dreamers are randomly assigned to another identity in the dream world, but the Dream Unit allows us to remain ourselves with our memories and intentions, and to communicate between agents in both realities. The Dream Units also require a nearby Transmitter, which is a little electronic cylinder about the size of a bike pump. A small town Our first mission sends The Gourmand and me to a small town, both in cis- and trans-reality. It seems European, with narrow crooked streets an quaint little houses and shops. I don't know all the details of the mission so I follow The Gourmand's lead. First we need to find a spot for the Transmitter, which we stash in a remote alley. We learn that near the town is a little mountain village in trans-reality where a popular comedian will be doing a rare double show tonight. Our target will be at the second show. Meanwhile, I show off the Dream Unit to some friends in cis-reality. I allude to its secret functionality but don't tell any more. A mountain road The Gourmand retrieves the Transmitter and I drive us up the mountain toward the village. I take a wrong turn and my partner gives me some grief because he knows a shorter route. My route takes us a bit away from the village. We set up the Transmitter here because it will be safe, but The Gourmand is concerned about the range not covering our mission area. We then head into the village. A mountain village My partner and I split up. The Gourmand heads to the local hotel to gather information. My task is to attend the comedy show, find our target, and follow her to her next location. As it is a double show, I buy a ticket for the first show and watch it just because I like the comedian. Between the shows, I walk out to the parking lot and spot my target trying to buy tickets for the second show from a scalper. After some haggling, she decides not to buy a ticket and instead walks away. I shadow her to a Chinese restaurant that looks like a gang hangout. Rather than follow her in, I return to the hotel to meet my partner. A hotel bar The Gourmand has been at the hotel bar, entertaining a group of strangers with his knowledge of food and drink and showing off his Dream Unit. I guess he is gathering information, but I'm not sure what exactly. Maybe he's just having a good time on the company dime. I join them, and he's certainly an amusing fellow, but I want to get on with the mission. Finally, we head to the restaurant. A Chinese restaurant We enter, despite the suspicious looks of the gangster bouncers. Inside, the lighting is all red and the place is crowded with people. We navigate through the restaurant as my partner finally informs me that the target is a man going by the name "David Robinson" but I'm not sure if we are here to save him or assassinate him. In one wing of the restaurant, a man is making a toast and thanking several people by name in the crowd. When he thanks "David" and a man stands up to receive a cheer, we know we have found our target. David suddenly falls, as if shot, but the noise of the crowd makes it impossible for me to know. Everyone charges for the exits and I'm dragged along with them. A mountain road Some time later, I regroup with The Gourmand. We should have returned back to cis-reality by now, but there's something wrong with the Transmitter. We find it where we left it, but it is out of power. The situation could have been worse if it had been discovered or damaged. It was a rocky first mission and this final detail is another difficulty, but we just need to recharge it down at the town.
Tried to WILD last night with no success; too much on my mind. No other dreams currently remembered... damn it. I'll have to try harder tonight.
Once a month, I have a dream about the apocalypse. I've been working on my dream recall lately, because I'm trying to recovery from a long battle with mental illnesses. I stopped quite some time ago but I'm making excellent progress. It's nice to be interested in something again. Here is the dream. My family is living in an apartment building, instead of our house. I look out the window and see a lake. The sky is very dark, and I feel extremely creeped out. I can hear my parents talking to my sister behind me. I see some clouds swirling around, and suddenly, I see a meteor fall from the sky, into the lake. I immediately think, "The apocalypse is happening". My dad warns me to back away from the window, but I can't look away. I see a meteor coming towards our building, and I scream. It hits somewhere below us and I feel the building sway. It made me feel sick. My dad and some man who I've never seen before start grabbing supplies. I see them loading canned foods and cases of water into a car. Yes, a car was in the middle of our apartment building hahaha. Suddenly, we're in the basement of the house we live in in my waking life. I don't remember how we got there. I don't see my mom anywhere, but I see my dad and sister talking. I realize that I forgot my phone charge in my room, because apparently that's very important to have during the apocalypse. I feel my anxiety building up as I prepare to dash up to my room to grab my phone charge. Oh, priorities... I dash up the stairs, and I can feel sweat running down my face. I hear some awful buzzing sound, which was apparently the sound of meteors crashing into the earth. I kept thinking "This is it, Jayme. You could die any second." I didn't die, though. I managed to get my phone charger and threw myself back down the stairs. But when I looked around, my family was gone.
Sleeping: September 5th 2015, 10:20 PM (UTC +7) Awake: September 6th 2015, 6:20 AM (UTC +7) Non-Dream, Non-Lucid, Lucid, False Awakening I didn't know why we were here at night. I was with my parents, along the streets. There was a car on other side of the road. I also got hold of a remote, which I knew it was bomb. We decided, I pressed the button. The time was set for 30 seconds, so we ran. We thought we were safe. Yes, we were, but bomb didn't explode at all. I was confused on why it didn't work. Picked up the remote and found that I didn't press it at all yet. I just pressed, and ignored that bomb I activated. I walked along the street and saw all the situations. Groups were trying to stop the bomb from exploding. So much bombs were placed under the ground. After I inspected most enough, I came back and walked into a nearby forest. It was dark and scary, but I just got some bomb activators there. It was just a small snack bag, with suspicious cube inside. I torn it off, got the cube in my hand. There were police around me, so I tried to be sneaky. Threw that bag away and slowly put the cube inside my pocket. There was a policewoman who saw me. She said to nobody, but targeting me. "Heh? A kid found some suspicious things and didn't even help us. Lovely. Come here and get some rewards, boy." I was like "Freak. What do I do now?" and walked to her. Handed her the cube and tried showing my innocence. I apologized as much as I could and led her to trust in me. Although, she knew I was one detonating the bomb. We engaged in a long conversation about this bomb incident. She asked if I would even help her in their works. I refused, with reasons that I and my parents had to go somewhere else after that car exploded. She nodded, and acted like she didn't know the culprit 'me' at all. I woke up afterwards. I was in my bed, recalling this thing. Due to how sleepy I felt, I continued lying there. However, the result from last night reminded me to not go straight into sleep yet. While it was super easy for me to sleep if I didn't get out at all, I risked forgetting about this dream. So, I just got out of my bed. Went out of my bedroom, got my phone. Came back, checked the time and wrote notes for this dream down. It was 4:40 AM. It took me around 10 minutes to fall asleep, assuming. Actually, I felt like I couldn't sleep at all. I was awake in my bed again. Although, I felt weird this time. I didn't know what it was, until I took a look at my hand. Bang. Immediate lucidity from false awakening. Although, I didn't dare to move yet. I was afraid that 6 fingers I saw was just my failed vision. Actually, the room was dark. Things were quite blurry. So, I decided to try controlling something without my movement first. I was afraid I would wake up easily. I saw my closet, so I tried moving it with my mind. It worked effortlessly. I continued trying with other things in my room until I could be sure. There was nothing to lose this time. I had to get out of my bed or else I wouldn't be able to do anything. I stood up, double checked my fingers. There were really six fingers on each hand. I was amazed by how things looked so real, comparing to my last dark lucid dream. I walked around my home. All the lights were on, though I remembered they were off in waking life. Subconscious did great job simulating myself waking up in the middle of night. This included seeing my dad falling asleep on the floor when watching TV outside. I accidentally stumbled upon him a bit. He woke up. I wasn't able to speak. He understood. "Sorry? That's fine." and continued being asleep. I realized I didn't have to worry much. I opened the door with my mind. I couldn't remember what I was going to do. Only one thing popped up in my head: fly. It was bright noon, so great dream time to try. I opened my arms, ran a few steps out of my home and flew up. I was surprised I could do this effortlessly. There was one problem: I got my head stuck at the roof. Instead of having trouble flying up, I had trouble landing down. I used my hands to push the wall above so I could get down a bit and continued flying. I was finally out of my home area. Flew up high on the sky, seeing the whole city. I felt amazed enough to point where I forgot I was dreaming. I landed down in a forest. I was in the wide area with no trees. Trees around this place were big enough to cover the sky. Found my friends there. I didn't know where should I fly to, so I just asked one of them. It continued to myself asking him for my other friend's cellphone number. Just to tell some people I was going to visit their house. Thanked him, flew off. I woke up right afterwards. Checked the time, it was 5:51 AM. I quickly noted them all down happily. Continued sleeping on to late 9:30 AM. Well, that was my last night to have a long sleep. Until then, there comes another week of school works!
I thought I woud get started with Meditation again. I only set my intent to Meditate for 5 Minutes only. I begin by laying down in my bed and taking deep breaths allowing myself to relax, as I was beginning to relax it felt like my head was rocking from side to side. I still continued to focus on the breath, I started to feel energy all over my body! Positive energy. It was intense, i could feel it so vibrantly!! I had to adjust my breathing and so the feelings better. I started to feel like I was sinking into my bed, kinda felt like i was free falling but at a slow pace. I enjoyed this and carried on, My body was half numb.... I got the feeling that my body wanted to roll over. I had to adjust my breathing again to be more in tune with this sensation. It felt like my body was going to roll over, It like it was actually moving to roll over but as it began to move it would move back. I decided to leave it as that for today and return and now my body and mind feel great ans positive!
My best friend R asked me to let go of the person who comes in to clean my home and to hire her fried instead who needed a job. I think I dreamed two scenarios of this. First my attempting to do this without seeming unfair to my current housekeeper, that failed. So I dreamed that I told my friend I could not just fire someone who had done nothing wrong, that would not be fair. In next dream again it was a friend of my friend R. This time I asked her to contact a friend of hers who specialized in lawsuits because I had heard that people were suing society for peer pressure forcing them to have long hair which was less comfortable. And I heard they were winning. I had once had long hair so maybe I could try to get some money. Meanwhile my husband won a law suit that society was forcing him to not always dress casually, which was uncomfortable. His friend (who in reality has a high ranking job for which he has to dress up) in the dream had diabetes which meant they allowed him to always dress casually, but my husband was healthy so he could not always dress ask e pleased. He won this lawsuit. Still unclear how much money he would get, but he won a tower full of pickles and olives, and that already arrived. What also arrived was a suspicious box that was installed in our front yard, and we wondered what exactly it was for and would this result in U.S. Regretting ever having won this.
D1 - Driving (non-peacful) Trying to get a parking space, doing a lot of driving around trying to find somewhere to park. D2 - Shops (non-peaceful/powerless) Trying to do shopping but people at shops wouldn't let me get my shopping out Firstly they were telling me I had to go around and cue up again. Then as a plan B to stop me the shopping assistants changed the conveyor belts around (like a toy race track) so that my shopping was going round and round but never getting to the till to pay. I got fed up and left/ woke up. D3 - Factory (non-peaceful) I was trying to sabotage a government plan by getting into some factory or other. I was doing it under a false name. Arrived at factory with metal door (looked a bit like lego construction). I used some kind of robotic arm to open door. (reminds me of James bond "Die another day" set). Lots of tropical plants (big ferns) inside greenhouse type factory. Unable to escape due to snipers continually having me under their watchful eye.
Still waiting for my new & improved regular sleep schedule to kick in. To bed about normal time, and up after approximately 8 hours in bed, but still anticipating the alarm and woke a bit early with not great recall. Not much sense of having dreamt during the night, a bit unusual, usually I feel that I've dreamt a lot even if I don't remember it. +(f) something about stock + in a foreign language class where I'm not a beginner, but the class is for beginners. The teacher is asking the students to read a text that a beginner now way could read. The teacher asks me a question and I answer in the foreign language using a grammatical form I've heard but I'm not certain of, and I say "but I haven't studied that so I'm not sure I used it correctly." + I'm standing outside on the street a few houses down the street from my childhood home at the intersection. Facing towards the park I think there's a cave down below the street with a bear in it. Should I go look at it? Turn towards the uphill and see there's a bear there, a fairly large grizzly or black bear. It's calm, but I move quickly to my car which is right there, if I get inside I'll be safe. I walk around the back of the car to the left passenger door, and get in kneeling on the seat, I'm trying to close the door but my feet are in the way. The bear will get me soon. I keep trying to close the door and it's certainly been too long, but I manage to close the door. I'm now in the front seat kneeling across the seats with my head pointing towards the front passenger side. I feel the bear's claw lightly swipe/touch me on the head, the window is open and the bear can reach in. I'm standing up on something like a lifeguard's tall chair. People are saying something like they were expecting me and Sensei to be teaching the class.
Sleeping: September 3rd 2015, 10:20 PM (UTC +7) Awake: September 4th 2015, 6:20 AM (UTC +7) Non-Dream, Non-Lucid, Lucid, False Awakening I've been waiting for chance to play piano in my dream for long time. This was finally featured, but as others playing though. It was an ordinary day. I thought it was somewhere around evening, or the weekends. However, everything looked like afternoon. I was doing my assignments/playing games in my house; I used to live here 3 years ago. While it was supposed to be small, it was big this time. Everything was perfect. Things went on until I heard someone playing a piano. I tried listening what it was, but the song changed. As far as I could recall, it was one of pieces I've been trying to play. I was surprised there were great pianists around my house. Eagerly, curiously, I dropped what I was doing down. Walked to the door and took a look. I couldn't figure out who it was. I didn't dare enough to go out of my home, as people would suspect. I doubted they even hear the piano sound at all. So, I could only try to look from the door. After few minutes, I noticed something weird outside around the right. It looked like multiple vertical black/red dead pixel lines. By this time, it was already raining; I didn't notice it was before this. Soon, I heard some weird sound which I eventually assumed it as some weird UFOs coming. That actually happened. I panicked, didn't know what to do. What I ended up doing was trying to stop the flood. Water was flowing into my front yard. I closed all the (dream) front glass gates and got various things to stop the flood. I woke up soon though. I felt confused for my dream actions. Though, it was interesting to see what I would do later on. I didn't get out of my bed to take a look at my alarm clock, or even writing this dream down. Simply fell asleep in few minutes. Afternoon. I was in front of place I assumed it was my home. I was in a place that looked like public park. Things behind me were building made with brown/orange bricks. I saw people setting some stages up, much like a concert. A huge Novation Launchpad Pro was also featured. I talked to someone who was near me all the time. We discussed about an event. I could recall it perfectly: someone's livestream, morning for school by my timezone. I complained how I couldn't even have time to watch it. He then said, "it's now, isn't it?". I didn't get what he said, but time changed to night. We were somehow sitting in our seats already. Quite high, looking down seeing the event starting. Lights were fantastic, and other people were clapping, or screaming as if they would. Soon, a strange, suspicious man walked in. He said that they had to do this before the show started. He then shot a bullet up high in the sky, but it curved to rightmost seat in my row. The bullet then exploded into a huge barrier wall with screen on it. That fitted in the space between seats, completely making rightmost person separated from others. The screen was there for that person to see another person. He continued, and it eventually came near to separating everybody. I figured it out. I quickly looked around the stage, quickly calculating the possibilities. The barriers, accompanying with how seat positions were placed out; they would make everybody trapped in. I sensed bad things coming. However, we were too late to leave. It was about to separate us, and we were sitting too near. We decided to separate off a bit to make sure the wall wasn't going to squeeze us down. I lost my shoes and tried to find them, but ability to do that was then blocked. I could only feel worse things coming. I woke up abruptly soon afterwards. Freak, I'm eager to see what will happen afterwards. Interesting, a dream character tried to tell me I had to watch something. I completely forgot about it when I woke up. Still, seems like that livestream was postponed due to various reasons. I could only facepalm, recognizing it right now.
Updated 09-18-2015 at 03:50 PM by 88459
Black: non-dream Blue: non-lucid Red: lucid Dream 1 - Gang violence I remember being on a sloping suburban street that curved around as it went uphill. I was hanging out with some friends from high school. Their families were there, and I noticed that they were a pretty rough folk. Most of them were Mongrel Mob members wearing leather jackets, drinking beer and just hanging out and stuff. They seemed so normal to be honest. I was standing by a white car just talking with my friend when I noticed a car driving slowly past.. They were looking out their windows at the people around me (I guess it was some kind of barbeque get-together) but they looked sinister as hell. I saw one get a gun out and point it towards everyone, they started shooting and I was absolutely terrified. I saw a bullet ricochet off the concrete near my feet and I huddled my head down and tried to crouch behind the car for cover. My friend wasn't too phased by the event, she had an expression that I interpreted as 'geeze their so lame, a driveby while we're partying? wankers'. The car drove off uphill and around the bend and I woke up. Dream 2 - Killed in my dreams I think at some point in the dream I was involved in some gang related murder, we killed a friend of Snoop Dogg's (Can't seem to remember it anymore). I was driving at night down a well-lit street, the orange glow from the street lamps lit the red-brick apartment buildings that were common in this lower class area. A car drove up next to mine with the windows rolled down, I look over and see Snoop Dogg. I know what's coming next, and I know there isn't any way I can escape. He gets a gun out and puts it to my chest, I try and explain it wasn't my fault but he clicks the trigger. A gasp of breath escapes, my mouth is open and I look down in shock to see the hole in my chest and blood flowing out. It felt so real, the profound feeling of death lingered. Then the dream reset. I see Snoop Dogg in the car next to me, I know what's about to happen. This time I explain "wait! I didn't want this to happen! How could anybody want that to happen?!? Nobody should have died, and there's nothing I can do to change what happened" the feeling of tears seem to well up inside me. Snoop Dogg lowered his gun, but I had made a crucial mistake. Snoop Dogg's friend didn't hear my plea. He appeared in front of me (somehow in my car he just popped up in the space where my legs go (I didn't seem to be in the drivers seat anymore as well)) and pointed his gun at me. Bang. A gasp of breath escapes, my mouth is open and I look down in shock to see the hole in my chest and blood flowing out. It felt so real, the profound feeling of death lingered. Next thing I know I'm awake. The last dream was pretty scary to wake up from, kind of shocked me.
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