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Had two dreams but forgotten them through the day...

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

My dogs are barking furiously outside, I'm having a hard time falling asleep...
Then a loud humming sound makes everything shake like an earthquake. And a white light shines through my blinders. I feel dizzy and confused. I go to my window and try to see where this light and sound come from, through the spaces in the blinders. I see a pair of beady red eyes piercing me. I jump back with fear. Then I realize the blinders are half open and the creature moves to the side of the window that is now exposed. It is greenish, with a big deformed head and those really scary red eyes. I pull the curtains and move on to another room. I convince myself that I am safe, he cannot enter the house.
I wake up in the morning and go outside to look for footprints under my window, just to confirm my vision was real. But I see no marks. Instead, I find all my clothes I left hanging to dry overnight, all over my garden and a lot of chaos in general, like a storm hit the place.
Then I really wake up in RL.

15/3/16:
Fragment: Something about a party chamber

Dream 1: I was lifting up this super heavy obsidian man-cover thing by looping a chain over a pulley and hauling on it to raise it up.

Dream 2: I was wandering the streets near a train station with someone from school. We were just walking around but then we heard police sirens and thought they might have been coming after us so we started running away.

Dream 3: I was voting and campaigning for Bernie Sanders. I was travelling in a car with a few other people and we stopped off at a petrol station and headed inside. There was a tv in there playing some political story, so I started talking about Bernie to the people in the station and tried to convince them to vote for him.

Dream 4: I was with a few other people and we were all eating really weird food. I had a burrito that was filled with these large grey maggot like things that were still alive and squirming. It was very hard to get it down but I think I managed.

6-22-2015

First, I was with a group of people in a sort of class. The class assignment was to play cards, either Yu-gi-oh or Magic. Our instructor gave us a quick explanation of how to play each game. With the game, we had partners. My partner, a girl I think, wanted to play Yugioh. At first I did too. However, I changed my mind and began looking through some Magic cards. After debating between the two our instructor explained that Yugioh was easier than Magic, and since this was a class and our grade was based on winning games with our partner I settled on Yugioh.
Next, I was on a field trip traveling in a bus. We were in Colorado. I was sitting next to a beautiful girl. She was tall, skinny, with long brown straight hair, and was lively and excited. She must have been to Colorado before because she knew or recognized several locations we drove past. Soon I remembered seeing the sights from a vantage point above the ground; we must have been flying. In our bus that was capable of flying and driving we could see a art installation. It was made of rocks that were stood up, much like Stonehenge though noticeably smaller. At the center of the installation was a sphere, rainbow in color, just like the loading icon on a Mac. This ball of color was suspended in the air with nothing holding it up. As we drove along (or rather flew) we passed a gigantic tree reminiscent of the Redwoods of California. It was standing alone in an open field and as we passed it the brown haired beauty beside me said she knew the tree, apparently from past experiences here in California. The tree itself had a spiral staircase seemingly made of its own material. The staircase, however, started about 1/3 of the way up the tree so a leisurely climb to its peak was impossible. Food was on the agenda and the place chosen was well known (at least to the girl). Inside the restaurant it was cozy but cramped. Now I wanted to get to know the girl. I asked her what she was getting. She said some tacos, which I remember were the first on the menu. The menu only had about four main entrees; the rest seemed to be individual items. I remember, wanting to buy just several small items but unfortunately for me I didn’t know what much of the food actually was. I remember feeling closer to the girl here. We had left the bus before everyone else and so we were alone. We must have talked, though I can’t say about what.

I'm on the road in front of my house, but it looks different; there's a old tree without any leaves with its branches sweeping low over the road like crochety hands. I climb up along one until I reach the level right about the powers lines and jump into a fly. I loose control and go head over heels, landing in a heap in the middle of a grand library.
It's beautiful. The shelves are carved like gentles waves, and the room is two floors high with a balcony running all around it. The room is lit by gaslights of copper and gold with frosted glass covering the flames, the warm almost buttery light gleaming of the polished wood of the shelves and floors. The glimpses of wall I can see are covered with dark green silk, matching the couch and armchairs placed around. At the far side of the library is a big fireplace, currently lit. The room smells sweet, of old books and beewax. There's an open door on a side, with moonlight peaking in.
I walk to it and step into a covered terrace, all old stones. It opens into a very carefully lanscaped garden under a very bright, very big full moon. At the center of it there's a table dressed and ready, with crystal glasses, vermeil cutlery and candelabra. There are people already seated, dressed in finery of all period and fashion, having hushed conversations and eyeing the rest of the small crownd. I don't feel like joining them but come closer to the table to admire the carving on the cutlery. The guests whisper amoung themselves, making a point of not looking at me. I'm a little annoyed and start to walk around the table to go to the other side of the terrace, so I can access the garden. As I'm going I catch a glimpse of blond hair and turn my head; the silvery man is here, very smartly dressed, his hair brushed to fall on one of his shoulder while letting the line of his jaw free of distraction on the other side. It's slighty distracting, and he knows it. Noticing my presence, he change his course and come to me, easily taking my arm and pulling me to the end of the terrace, inside a small, narrow alley I didn't see earlier. There's ivy on the wall, up to a small alvove with what seem to be an old pedestal on the ground. He pulls me in, leaning against the wall with a impish smile. I cross my arms in front of me, too amused to be annoyed... and wake up.

I had a dream I had my own house and a buddy of mine was visiting. Somebody knocked on my door, my buddy answers the door, its a guy I talked to like 3 years ago. Anyways he gets really jealous and demands an explanation. I wake up.

This was one of my most wonderful lucids ever!

Slept 23:30-04:40, WBTB up to 05:00, headphones with white noise on + freestyle SSILD (LSILD).
I relax for over an hour with free-style SSILD, changed position and at some point I realize I am in bed listening to my white noise, but a moment ago I was dreaming (I have forgotten it by now). So, I know a dream is very close and I simply pay attention. A few seconds later I see my hands holding a book. I know they are the dream ones and try to move them. I feel the familiar bilocation sensation and I transition to the dream, palpating my body and increasing clarity. My feet are somewhat strange and I walk in the room still feeling my head on my pillow. This feeling gradually brings me back to bed. I remain still and wait for the dream to start again. A few seconds later I feel the bilocation again, imagine and feel the movement, and in a moment I am in the dream again. Its semi-dark and I am in an old home. I try to jump and I easily float. Then I tell myself that I will go to an amazing place and I immediately feel a strong pull, dragging me backwards at increasing speed! I am dragged and fly through various locations very quickly (clarity increases at this point and everything is crisp clear now) and in an instant I turn around and I fly straight - through an arch and over old fashioned, almost historical buildings.

I easily fly and navigate over the tops and on the horizon there is a huge tree. Its bright light by now and I fly towards the huge tree.

Its top is flat with branches extending horizontally to all directions and on the plateau there are very small buildings - like ancient churches or something. I fly around the branches amazed by the beauty and the vividness of the scene. Its as good as it can get! I feel I’ve been to this tree before. Then I see a lake with people bathing nearby. I fly towards them, they are afraid and run aside, but I just fly over them and continue to land nearby at an opening. I then remember to do a ToTM. I think of the Fly over the ocean. I look arround to see the ocean but I can’t. Its getting dark again and I am in the country side, buildings are far away at the horizon, but no ocean. I float up and I see that behind the buildings, there is the ocean. I start flying towards it but have some difficulty reaching it - I am not traveling that fast. At some point I reach the sea and I am flying at low height above the see. The see is shallow and there are big black and white pebbles visible in the water.

Workers are all over the place with their feet in the water, dressed in black.

Some are working, some are dancing, dome are doing acrobatics. There are also ships and trucks (halve in the water) among the workers. I fly higher and increase speed, and gradually its totally dark. I keep flying and imagine the sunrise. After a while I begin to see a faint blue line in the horizon. I am still over the see and its starting getting bright again. The image starts to get a strange feeling - somewhat extra-real and I can now see the end of the ocean. I reach now at the other side and its like a surreal painting of Salvador Dali (it looks familiar from some painting).

I land there and realize I am on a skate of sorts. I skate between the sculpture-like, surreal things (its like a park with statues and exhibits, but surreal, like a painting). I then get into a home (don’t remember how) and after looking around a bit and wondering what else to do, I remembered the fire-ice bonus task. I put my hands together palm-to palm and imagine fire within. Thick, white smoke comes up and I feel hot inside. I open them and there are flames on my palms.

I am a bit afraid, but its not burning, just very hot. I keep walking into the aristocratic house and thing about the ice part, but the dream starts to de-stabilize and I find myself in bed. This was simply amazing!

I had a short dream that inspired me to write something different. In the dream, I'm in bed, I see my father and he shouts "Stop dreaming!" I immediately wake up.

I reflected on that a while, trying to work through the dissonance. It came out like this. I suppose it's a sort of poem. I want to call it satire.

"Mores"

Y'know, tobacco used to be good for you. George Washington was a tobacco farmer and owned slaves. He was good, wasn't he? Colonialism used to be good. Coca-Cola was good for you too. But Socialism was bad. I remember those days, back when the rebels in Afghanistan were good.

Jazz was bad. And then rock-and-roll was bad. And then hip-hop was bad. Now it's all good and you can listen to it on your cell phone. Remember when people wanted their cell phones to be smaller instead of larger? It wasn't so long ago that eating fat was bad. Being skinny has been good and bad. I'm not sure which it is lately; you have to keep buying the magazines to know.

Did you know that, of all things, crossword puzzles used to be bad? Then comic books where bad, until they started turning them into TV shows, movies, and video games. Now they're good. But does anyone read the comic books, or do they just like the movies? They certainly make more money that way.

I remember when the Internet was bad. It seems that it's good now, except for the bad parts. I'm not really sure what it is. All I know is that it's a monthly bill I pay. But they're trying to make it free, so maybe it will go back to being bad.

At least God is good all the time. Though that sentiment is less and less popular. Religion isn't such a good business these days.

I don't know if I trust God, but I trust Lenny Bruce and I recall him saying that there is good and bad. Lenny was most certainly bad and that's what made him good.

1) I was onboard a ship and it was going down, water swiiling around the floor. I was in a stairwell with a man who was lying on the ceiling and he told me that he was going to go down with the ship, I told him that I didn't want to drown and was going to find an escape. Then I was with my wife walking through a sliding door into the boat and past a check in desk, we walked a bit further and were told that there was no door or check in desk where we were. We retraced our steps into an old lounge and we found an old sealed up door and realised that we had travelled through time. We were in this big lounge looking at people sitting on sofas, then saw that there was a lot of workmen doing things and realised that it was a re-fit between voyages. I watched a man repairing telephones, then he drilled hole through a book for some reason, and I watched him clean out his drill bit. There was a large fire and my wife had laid it up, for some reason I was a bit irritated at how she had used the wood, becasue I knew there was none left. I lit the fire. For some reason I then saw a magazine in the fire that I wanted and pulled it out. My father was watching and he asked me what I was doing so I explained to him.

2) This part of the dream feels as if it occurred at some point during the previous dream as a side story. I had won a competition to fly to the moon. I was with an Apollo mission, every one was very nice and matter of fact. They suited me up, which I loved, and handed me the oxygen supply unit, then we were on the moon and I walked around in my spacesuit. When I was back in the dream above I was thinking that no-one there knew that I was one of the few people to have ever walked on the moon, I was so proud.

3) I had to get straight out of bed when I woke in the morning and totally forgot all of a another big dream, it won't come back to me now.

Weirdo
I'm walking somewhere, I think around a train station. I'm together with my girlfriend. Next to us is a white guy. From the opposite direction a bald white guy is approaching. About my height, but much more muscled. As he walks by he strokes my girlfriend's chin. We are both surprised by what he does. I run after him and do the same to him. He punches me, though not that hard. I run back to my girlfriend. Maybe that'll get him to think about his actions. We were talking to the white guy that is walking next to us. I think it was about our future plans. At the end of the dream we're near a bus stop.

Subway
I'm riding a subway together with my cousin. It doesn't feel very familar, as if we're riding a subway in a different city. I'm not too confident about the route, so I look at the map quite a bit. We have to transit somewhere. Because I'm not familiar I consider going all the way to the end point and transferring there, which is relatively easy. There's a white guy who is riding the subway without having paid. The conductor caught him and to get out of it he has to go to the front to do the dishes. When the conductor gets back he accuses him of not having done the dishes. I tell the conductor that he did. I heard the water running. The conductor continues for a while and I tell him to just go check if he did the dishes before he hands out a fine. I decide to transfer at this station, so I say bye to the guy and wish him good luck.

My cousin and I are at the top of the stairs when he starts feeling around his pockets. He thinks he forgot his bankcard. For some reason I picture a very specific bank. He goes back into the subway and the guy we were talking to throws him his wallet. My cousin makes a joke about not having taken anything from his wallet. My cousin can't exit in time anymore, the doors close.

1. I was standing in the middle of the driveway of someones house. It was completely dark outside and the sky was entirely clear of any clouds, but I saw few stars. My friends Patrick and Thomas were standing next to me, and we seemed to just be chilling. The house to which the driveway belonged too had lights on inside, so I assumed that the owner of the house was awake and was going to walk out soon to 3 random teenagers standing on his property. "Guys we should probably get out of this persons driveway" I say. "No biggie" Pat replied. Suddenly my dad pops into existence and he shows no signs of caring either. "Dad can't we get charged for trespassing?" I ask him. "Yeah, but who cares" he says.
There was a major road right off of the property of this guys house, it was almost like his house was built on the side of a freeway or some major road. Out of no where me and Pat acquired some large supply carts, and Thomas somehow got a kids scooter. We all took our means of transportation and got out onto the road. "Lets go for a ride boys" Pat says. With that, he gets on his supply cart and starts pushing it with one foot. I do the same. We take off down the road and quickly gain immense speed. We are going so fast that my vision is starting to turn to tunnel vision and everything besides whats in front of me turns to a blur. Thomas however, cannot match our speed and is following but is now way behind us struggling to keep up. I think about slowing down so he can catch up, but I don't(hahaha).
"Dude that's Dylan up there!" Pat yells from not far ahead of me. I look ahead of us and at the end of the road we are on, were the road turns into a intersection, I see someone riding a scooter just like thomas, but they seem to be going a little faster. We speed up even more to catch up to this person. "Dude, that's not Dylan lmao" I tell Pat. "Yes it is dude" he replies. In no time at all we catch up to the person on the scooter. It turned out to a light-skin girl with curly hair, and she was fairly cute. I then realized that she went to our school. Even though Pat too saw that it was a girl and not Dylan, he decided to keep trailing her. I remember the surroundings turning into my neighborhood and we passed a familiar col-de-sac area.

Dream
Me and 4 friends were in a red-brick apartment building, we were playing some game but it was more to do with using our minds. I think this means we had some sort of ability though it doesn't make any sense. We could 'type' something in our mind and then enter another dimension through someones mind, and you could travel deeper (think Inception) within the minds of those in your mind. But you also travel physically, unlike in inception where you just go to sleep. Me and my friends leave now, it's time to raid the farm. We split into 2 groups, 3 & 2. I'm in the '2' group, with just me and some guy (can't remember who). The 'farm' we're raiding is HUGE, and incredibly well defended with complete fence covering (both around and over the top) which was electrified. The only entrances had automatic electric gates which you had to get permission for them to open, and behind those were more rotating doors to slow people down or something. Me and my partner had the job of skirting the perimeter to find a weak point while the other 3 took a more headstrong approach in infiltrating (not sure what they did). Me and my partner reached a pine forest on one side with small sets of crop rows that weren't covered by the fences. We walked around here for a bit, I eventually head closer to the fence. Looking back I see my partner, and in the distance I spot the farmer and 3 dogs. Oh ****. Immediately I back up while hissing at my partner trying to get his attention
"Quick, hide!" my voice was a hoarse hush as I couldn't call too loud. He turns and looks at me, then behind him. He startles and bolts to the fence edge like I was and hides in a nook by a wooden post. Just in time too, the farmer turns his our way and starts heading over, the dogs run ahead. I remember previously having met 1 of the dogs, it smells me out and comes over to nuzzle me. Uh oh... I try to shoo him away but he's licking at my face, any longer and the farmer will notice me. I use my mind powers to control the dog and docile him, he stops and turns, standing in such a way as to block the gaze of the farmer. Phew...
The farmer disappears, me and my partner emerge from hiding. Me and my partner go scout out the nearby entrance way where we notice all the high-tech security. Bah, screw that. There's no way we can get in here. We leave back the way we came, suddenly there's a call from behind us. I turn and see our other 3 crew members, the one calling us was called Johan I think (pronounced Yohan?), and was a friend who I haven't seen IRL for half a year or so. We head over immediately. Oh look, there's a gap at the bottom of the fence that leads behind the electric gates. How convenient .
We wiggle under and join them, they head through the rotating doors and we follow, we're bolting along now as we run through the greenhouse-like place which has rows of potted green plants (no, it's not weed). I think I woke up at this point.

Dream
The setting was post-apocalyptic via zombies. I'm with Matt and Justin walking along a gravelly road. Nearby is a concrete block building that looks rundown, I think it was pretty difficult to get into but we managed. It was day time so the place was well-lit, the whol place was just grey concrete and the room was big with a high ceiling. I remember some random flashbacks to before there were zombies, it was about some guy would run up the walls (in my mind I knew that zombies had high strength and could do this pretty easily). I think there was another person who did this too.. It doesn't make much sense. But there was more to it, something about the guy being a necromancer and he was the one who started the apocalypse by creating zombies.
The flashbacks were short, so continuing from before we were in the building. We heard noises from outside and a group of asians were heading towards the building. Damn, we have to hide. Fortunately there was a boxing ring in the room so me, matt and justin hid behind it. The asians entered and were talking, a few of them walked around the ring and some of them got in it. It felt like the dream glitched here, they could see me but my mind was like 'oh that shouldn't have happened. Just pretend they didn't see you and go under the boxing ring'.

So in the past week i've been taking melatonin due to my lack of sleep lately. It's been putting me to sleep alright, unfortunatly I can't remember any of the dreams i've been having. But somehow I still know that i've had dreams... I think i'm gonna stop taking it an see what happens...