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Seems like I am in the same place. I see 2 people playing basketball at another house. I'm walking outside and ask a lady how to fly if it gets bad. My voice sounds raspy. So I whisper so she can understand. She gives hand motions. Then I wake up.

Lucid dreaming began to be one of the best things of my day and after researching about it, I found out that you can do anything you set your mind on and I saw a few examples such as flying and even looking in a mirror and seeing your insecurities. I wanted to test these and on that night I fit both of them things into the engine of my lucid dream. The problem was that when I looked in the mirror I just look really ugly like shrek and didn't go into detail with it. When I went onto flying it was not how you would expect. It was like a cartoon as soon as I went in the air it turned into a cartoon like life and I wanted to go somewhere far so I flew to Egypt, the only thing I saw was sand and a pyramid. How do I make this stuff more realistic?

Ever since I was a kid I had lucid dreams. Although I was having them I didn't know what they were. I have been to many places where I feel as if I know where I am although when I wake up I had never seen the places in real life although in the dreams I knew exactly where to go at all times. My question is how did I start lucid dreaming?

This was a really interesting one. It begins as I find myself wingsuiting around the countryside. At one point I landed in an alleyway and ran right into lil dicky. I freaked out and he told me he also wingsuits, and I said I was a rapper. He gave me his card and said to meet him at his hotel for dinner. I geared up, got on my motorcycle, and left. When I arrived at the hotel, he wasn't there. I wandered around for a bit, and then I headed downstairs. Down there was a hospital. I was completely in the thick of it in there. There were babies constanty being born. At one point I went around a corner and found a man asking if he can give birth. He was fully clothed and the doctors said he could as they were the world specialists on this. He sat down over a clear plastic bin and basically shit out the baby all covered in plancenta. I was mind blown. I then headed out to the main area and my parents and Jeremy were there and they gave me some heavy life advice. I went to the beach to think about it and met a beautiful blonde. She was extremely hyperactive and I couldn't handle her, but I changed into an alter ego that could. We fancied eachother quite a bit, and rode off on our motorbikes. As we approached a large bridge though, we encountered an area that was famous for casualties, and we crashed our bikes. She died in the crash and I barely made it out. I was devastated, but a friend wiped my memory so I spent the rest of the dream hanging out in some bar.

Dreamsigns:
FLYING
Lil Dicky
TALKING TO GIRLS
Riding motorcycle
slow motion

I'm somewhere I don't recognize. I'm looking at a modem or something by a computer. Someone is sitting in back of me and I feel uncomfortable. I realize this is a dream and try to do something. But being uncomfortable I can't do much. I should have remembered my goal which was to tell myself to calm down. A door shuts behind me. I think the person sitting behind me left and I wake up.

My boyfriend and I are renting a couple of trailers on a lot in the back of a rural "neighborhood" One trailer, the one we are living in, is really old and just looks ugly and worn. The other trailer is very nice, but we don't live in it because the bathtub is broken. (An interesting parallel to our real life, we own our home, but the bathtub has cracks in it from before we purchased it. We've fiber glassed it over, but that patch is on it's way out after just a few months) I am walking around the nicer trailer, thinking that the tub shouldn't keep us from living in it instead because it still has a really ritzy shower system in the other bathroom, and it's just so much nicer than the place we were living in. I find myself in the room with a shower, and it's HUGE. The shower isn't even like a shower, but rather looks like a giant kiddie pool that gets about a foot or two deep at the most. It's probably five feet wide and at least ten feet long, complete with 4 shower heads and a seat like ridge all around it so you can sit in the shower and soak your feet in the kiddie pool like basin. I notice a large pipe like tunnel that leads out of the shower at the seat level, and crawl through it. It leads out to the front yard, to a multiple level pebble step waterfall. I go back inside the front door and walk back to the bathroom, and notice there is a little tv and advertisement demo on the wall as if the trailer was a showcase model meant to be walked through and not lived it. It shows a video about how you can turn the shower into a small swimming pool by pushing a button to activate some sort of low gravity field. It looks really cool, and I call my boyfriend in to see it. Only when he gets there, I can't get it to show the right video, it just keeps showing youtube like commercials that you can "skip add" but never loading the right video. I get aggravated and just walk away, this time through a door that wasn't by the pipe tunnel before. the door leads into a sauna that the pipe helps provide steam for, then there's another door. I go through the other door and find that it's a sun room surrounded by windows with two white metal chairs and white metal shelves that I imagine would make a lovely sun room for growing plants in. I then walk out a door that leads to the front yard, and the pebble step water fall is much bigger, it is more like a porch now with stepping stones so you don't get your feet wet. I make another round inside through the front door, this time not stopping to really look at anything in particular, but just walk steadily through admiring the whole set up. When I make it outside this time, there is a water slide leading from the shower through the sauna and sun rooms, then out to a giant pool in the front yard. I stop and look incredulously at the water slide. I speak to myself out loud, "Ok, that waterslide was definitely NOT there before. I must be dreaming!" I turn around to look at the front yard in front of me again, and realize that now instead of being a few steps above the ground level, the pebble porch is a full 15 feet high. My son runs out of the sun room dressed in his swimsuit and jumps off the edge of the porch into the now huge pool below me screaming, "Cannon ball!" all the way down. I want to jump, but even knowing it's a dream I am kind of scared to, so instead I decide to fly instead. It's been so long since I have had a lucid that I struggle with control a bit, finding myself unable to create wings. I decide to flap my arms instead, and find that I can only get a few feet off the ground before I float back down to the ground. I decide to take a different approach, and pretend that I am riding an invisible horse instead. That lifts me off the ground, and the invisible horse jumps from the porch landing safely on the ground with no jolt or hint that it was a 15 foot drop. The horse is running towards the road, and I notice a Knight on horseback with shoulder length brown hair. I think that I am going to catch up with him and get some fighting training, but he spurs his horse on, apparently terrified of the witch on an invisible mount. I think that I am going to ride behind some houses that he is riding in front of so he won't see me closing in on him, but after about three houses I remember that I've been trying to obtain lucidity for a reason and that as much fun as all this is, I need to get back on track. I stop the still invisible horse, and make it cease to exist. On my own two feet again, I look around for someone nearby. I can see the trailer turned house turned water park now in the distance, and a gorgeous lady with dark coffee skin and a bright red and white spotted bathing suit is only about ten feet from me walking towards the water park. I rush over to her and ask her if she knows where I can find Kurasawa. She tells me she doesn't know anyone by that exact name, but there is someone two houses over that has a similar name. I thank her and tell her she looks cute in her bathing suit. I run two houses down and knock on the door. A man in his twenties with tan skin, a mole by his mouth, and a curly almost afro-like but smaller hairstyle answers the door. There's a toddler holding onto his legs. I tell him that I am looking for Kurasawa, and ask him if he knows him. In the dream though I am losing lucidity. I am able to give Kurasawa a last night, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was now. The man picks up the little boy and holds him in the air above his head as he replies to me that he "does know a Kurasawa (different last name than I mentioned, but I can't remember this one either) who is going to college (some where I can't remember)." Lucidity is slipping, and I realize it because the last names aren't the same, and I am trying to remember how to focus and hold onto that lucidity. I close my eyes, and see news paper text on my eye lids, but instead of trying to read them I freak out that I might wake up now that my eyes are closed and too much like my physical self lying in bed. I open my eyes, and I'm now standing in the dude's kitchen, but I feel dizzy, like the whole world ins spinning around me. I mutter something about no, the names aren't the same, that's going to wake me up, and then I open my eyes to my dark room.

I can't recall any dreams before or after that last night, my recall has been terrible since I haven't been actively journaling in years. all I can remember about the last names is that the one I mentioned had a K in the beginning and an R somewhere in the middle or end. I remember the one the dude with the toddler mentioned had a M in the beginning and an S in the middle. Just adding that in in case it is important later

Dream - Lucid

Rough day yesterday and a late bedtime made for some shoddy recall.

I was at the beach. My daughter was there and I'm not sure what the situation was, but something was going on. I remember my daughter trying to color in a coloring book with a mechanical pencil that had no lead in it. I was proud of her, as normally giving her crayons or anything like that would just result in her trying to eat it. She then started to "paint" in the coloring book with a brush and just water. I then later saw that she had this weird setup where the water would spill out of little containers into this one container of rainbow sprinkles. That would give her the color she needed to paint. At first I took it apart, thinking she was just spilling water, but noticed it was a system. She may have said something to me about it too, but I can't recall for sure. I mixed the sprinkles up, watching the colors bleed into the water.

I know I had a dream before this, and there was more to this dream, but I just can't recall it. Stress levels are high right now as we are about to move and we are overwhelmed.

The mood was anxious.

It was night. I was with friends. We met somewhere but then decided to take a friend's car going somewhere. We passed by some buildings then the place became unfamiliar. The owner asked the driver where we were and if we would pass by some place (I don't remember the word) through this route. The driver answered, and the owner was satisfied. I thought the place looks familiar now.

We ended up having to go down by a checkpoint. For some reason, we had to stop and go down and eat. It was an outdoor eatery. The military at the checkpoint said some demeaning things to those who don't want to volunteer for the military and praised those who do. I remember then there was a list that we supposedly signed a while back. Those who want to enlist will choose to stay in that area. Those who don't want to can leave after. I got worried if I chose to stay, then I mentally changed my answer in that list.

I was riding an elevator. At first, it went straight up, or I just didn't notice it moving anywhere but up. I was with friends. Not sure where we were going. We stopped at a floor. We went back to the elevator to get somewhere else.

I was with one friend. We were going up the elevator again. This time, I felt it tilt to the side, and I felt gravity pulling me down. Then it kept moving all over the place. My friend was holding on to a horizontal bar at the chest level inside the elevator to keep himself from moving, and he was still "standing" on the "floor" even while the elevator is upside down.

Arrived at an office. He invited me there but turned out he was applying for work and I'm working for the same company. I said hi to a few people, even one who's about to leave. I was supposed to talk about an incoming meeting but felt like I had to hurry when my friend said we're about to leave.

I went out the office and looked back. I saw our local head, but he looks like Obama after years of being president: tired, grey haired. I waved but he was just frowning. I wondered, should I be here in the first place? I went to the next room and went right to some sort of a "fun" room: there were sofas, clothing, bean bags, etc. People were lining up to go into the comfort room. Interestingly, the person's outline inside is visible. It's like there's a yellow glowing line inside that makes the person's outline visible through the wall. I saw the outline was sitting then stood up. I decided I'd rather look for another comfort room.

It was still night.

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I took ibuprofen + paracetamol before I fell asleep for the pain in my head.
I recently told a friend about an opening at work.
I'm anxious about going back to our hometown.
I'm anxious about the dirt that went into my fingernails.

21/5/16
Dream 1: I was on an adventure of some kind, there were multiple copies of people.

Dream 2: There was a huge storm, I was stuck inside looking out the window, seeing the house being battered by wind nd rain, lightning on the distance.

Dream 3: I was in KFC where there was an sjw style lecture all about stupid stuff. Afterwards a bunch of people were talking about Yu-gi-oh and I went and bought some donuts and chips.

First dream

I was in some kind of sewer complex. It was built of an old, rusted metal plates. I wanted to bring a revolution upon rats living there. These rats, and all the animals around were intelligent and could talk. I started making an empire, bringing them constitution and laws. Then I heard someone enter the sewer - agents of government already knew about my empire and tried to get me. There was also a lost kid with his teddy rabbit. I decided to get him and jump to lower sewers, which were mostly unexplored area. One of the agents, a redhead female (agent Scully?) chased us and fallen to lower sewers with us. Now we had to cooperate to get out of there.

In the meanwhile, rat empire was falling apart, swollen by rebellion. Rats fought against each other, many skeletons fallen down to lower sewer, making a huge pile of bones. Suddenly I saw people in their houses, watching news. Animals were working in tv stations, there was a crocodile who showed the news. It was talking about weather and soccer championships. He also said that they planned a "2000 riddles audition", but pans changed due to championships.

Then I found myself in some kind of administrative office. I was a humanoid badger wearing a trench coat. Office workers looked at me strangely. I heard knocking to the doors of office, it was probably my business partner. I opened the doors - there was another badger in trench coat. I went out of office, knocked to doors and came back inside. My partner got confused and said "You are inside a room, yet you enter it from the outside?" Then an office worker said "Being in two places at a time... Typical badger." I looked at my partner, he had huge sunglasses on.

Second dream

I was a thief, sneaking around the town. I was wanted by a city watch for my crimes. It was a sunny, warm day. As usual I was jumping on rooftops, escaping from guards. It was on a main street, which was a curve with upward slope, meeting with another quarter. Jumping from roofs of merchant buildings, I charged towards a huge roof in front of me - it belonged to city watch. Roof tiles around the streets were colorful. I climbed to the top of rooftop and thought about the first time o tried to climb up there.

It was a sunny day, just like this one. I saw myself from third perspective. I was a great haired man wearing a black thief suit. I had three puppies with me that were sniffing around the shop, detecting gold for me. But this was an ambush and I had to run away from Le'Rauxe, as a sudden text appeared and said that this was name of city watch captain. Perspective changed, I could see everything normally. I quickly climbed up a roof and started jumping, getting as far as to the city watch roof. This if where I slipped and fallen down to guards. Last thoughts I had was about the puppies, I never met goldfinding dogs again.

Woah, what a weird and terrifying dream! Sadly, not a lucid one. I haven't been getting enough sleep to have another lucid since my first, thanks to school and stress. Just as a warning, there is some exchange of hurtful remarks and a brawl between a DC and I, so read with caution.
I had powers and so did my friends, and we belonged to a group dedicated to helping people with powers and using our powers for good. My friend Sam and I led the group and mentored the new members. It was a loving little community of acceptance and dedication to making a positive difference in the world.
There was one member of the group, a boy named Liam, who is in my class. He bullied me a lot at my old school, but in my dream I had forgiven him and welcomed him into the group, though he had no noticeable powers. He claimed they were still developing and they would be made known soon. Wanting to trust him, I believed him, and accepted this without a second thought.
Our entire group was waiting for a certain day, which a member with the power to glimpse the future said would be the day we'd have to fight for our way of life. The day came, and I'd made sure all of the members were prepared and safely hidden in our base, while I went out to find the danger. Soon, I came across Liam, and it was just he and I on the top of a skyscraper. He was outside on the day our kind would be attacked, and this set off warning bells in my mind. At this point, I'd realized that he didn't have powers.
"You know," he said, "I'm not one of you."
I didn't reply. Somehow I had known this would happen, though I had hoped it wouldn't.
He was watching me as I began to manipulate matter, making it contort and float in the air. He had never seen me use my powers, as he was a newer member of the group.
"So that's what you can do," he said.
I nodded and let the matter back down.
He was silent for a while.
Finally he whispered, "You disgust me."
"Why is that?" I asked, calmly.
"You're a freak," he replied, glaring at me. "You and all those like you deserve to die."
"If my kind are "freaks", then why were you so eager to join a group of "freaks" like me?" I asked.
He laughed scornfully. "To see what makes you tick. To find your weaknesses, to discover how to defeat you monsters."
"Monsters? I don't think that word fits a group of people dedicated to saving people and doing good."
"I don't care how many people you save," he snapped, his eyes filling with hatred. "You're abominations, and you deserve to die. I won't stop until very last one of you are dead."
"You were the danger to our kind," I said quietly. "Right under our noses the entire time..."
"And you had no clue," he replied, smirking. "How stupid can you be?"
"We trusted you. I trusted you. We welcomed you and cared for you, and now you betray us?"
"I don't feel any remorse betraying filthy animals," he spat.
"You know, Liam, I feel sorry for you."
"You feel sorry for me?" he asked incredulously.
"That tiny, closed mind of yours must be awfully uncomfortable, rattling around in your empty head."
His face contorted in rage and he lunged at me, fists flying.
I sidestepped out of the way and he spun around, swinging at me again. I caught his fist and held him off, while he strained against me, and I looked him right in the eye.
"You're the real monster," I whispered.
He fought even harder against me, and I let him go, dodging yet another of his jabs at me.
"HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A MONSTER?!" He shrieked, swinging blindly at me.
"A monster is someone who kills innocent people with no remorse, Liam, which is what you intend to do," I said, moving once more out of his range.
"Innocent?! You deserve to die!" He bellowed, leaping at me, catching me off guard and knocking me to the ground. Before I had time to get up, he was on top of me, his eyes ablaze with hatred, his arm coiled back and ready to strike.
"You'll burn in hell," he hissed, bringing his fist down on my face with sickening force.
I put my hands up to shield myself from his blows, resolving not to fight back, being the pacifist that I am. I knew with my powers, I could easily defeat him, but I was afraid I would hurt him in the process.
His fists flew at my face, and he hit me repeatedly. Blood oozed from my wounds and pooled on the concrete below me.
"You're just the first," he growled, hitting me harder.
His fist, red with my blood, bruised my eye.
"I'll kill them all, every last one," he continued, his blows increasing in frequency and magnitude.
His knuckles connected with my cheek, and blood trickled down, mingling with my tears.
I'd had quite enough of his abuse, but he showed no signs of stopping. I decided that maybe I'd have to use my power to stop his assault.
"Liam, please stop," I said. "I don't want to hurt you."
Laughing, he stopped his seemingly unrelenting blows. "You, hurt me?" His bloodied hands closed around my throat.
"You couldn't hurt a fly if you wanted to," he said.
"You have no idea what I'm capable of," I said, my eyes like steel.
"I know you better than you think," he replied, his grip tightening. "I know you would never hurt me, or anyone else, for that matter."
"Don't make me do this. Please," I wheezed, struggling to breathe.
"You're in no place to fight back, so why don't you die quietly, and preserve whatever shred of dignity you have left?" His unforgiving hands were crushing my throat, and I knew I had to do something soon.
"You've left me no choice," I rasped.
"Oh, come on, we both know you couldn't-" he began, before he was blasted backwards by a pulse of air I had manipulated. He landed with a thud a few feet away, and I gasped for oxygen, relief flooding though me as air rushed into my lungs. He stood up, and I saw blood trickling from a gash on his temple. He put his fingers to his wound, and when he saw the crimson dripping from them, his eyes burned with fury.
"You'll pay for that," he said, lunging at me again. He managed to hit me once more, clawing at my face, and I sent him flying with yet another blast of air. He skidded across the concrete, and when he rose, I saw blood in the corner of his mouth. I realized that he was not going to give up.
He glared at me, breathing heavily.
"This either ends with your death, or mine," he yelled. "Either you kill me first, or I kill you."
He wiped the blood away from his mouth.
"You can't escape this."
He charged again.
This time, I was ready. I moved out of his way and hit with with one last pulse of air, sending him toppling over the side of the building. He screamed as he fell, not knowing that a cushion of air I had created would stop his descent before he hit the ground.
I leapt from building to building, riding air currents and creating concrete bridges, until I'd reached the base. I warned the others of the danger, and had Sam move them somewhere safe, as I trusted her to find somewhere Liam would not be able to follow.
Then I returned to face Liam one last time.
When I reached the building, he was sitting silently, waiting. He looked up when my feet met the concrete, his expression regretful and pained.
"You saved me," he whispered. "I tried to kill you, and yet you didn't kill me."
I nodded slowly. He stared at my blood, dried on his hands, which lay limply in his lap.
"Why?"
"Because you don't deserve to die, Liam."
"But I hurt you," he said, angrily. My eye throbbed where he had blackened it.
"That doesn't mean you should die," I said.
He began to cry, silent tears dripping down his cheeks.
"You were right," he managed, choking on sobs. "I am the monster."
I sat down next to him soundlessly, and he continued to cry.
"I'm so sorry," he said, guilt written across his face when he saw the damage he had done to me. "I'm so sorry I hurt you."
"I forgive you," I said, softly.

I meant to write this in here earlier but had no time but anyway this dream felt like it lasted around 2-3 hours honestly when I was dreaming it but it was good.

It starts off the night before, my nephew calls me and asks to come over and have soup and stay the night and the next morning my nephew, my sister, my mother, myself and Dean come over to my nieces house (which was a previous residence in real life) for Christmas dinner and we got to meet her new boyfriend who turned out to be a vampire and dean doesn't kill him right here i'll explain later, So we all sit down and for about an hour to an hour and a half we all eat and chat and open presents early. Well vampire at this point is trying to knock everyone out and he knocks me out last but I go in to third person to watch what occurs next (as my in dream body was knocked out) Dean and the vampire get into a huge fight and in the middle of it Dean says "The only reason I didn't kill you earlier is because (my sister or mother because I didn't know he was a vampire) told him not to." They ruin the kitchen and dining room and then Dean drags the vampire outside and smashes his face on the metal railing and throws him over the side, goes to his car and pulls out a machete and comes and kills the vampire. The dream ends with us all waking up to the big mess, a dead vampire, and a long explanation. Because (my dream self) was not aware my nieces boyfriend was a vampire.

I was in a college class with a dream character who reminded me of a guy who borrowed my skimboard at the beach several years ago IWL. We were chatting like we were friends and then partnered up for an assignment where we had to draw pictures of our life. He drew a bunch of cats and it reminded me of the artwork from the chapter Dream of a Thousand Cats in the comic book I am reading. And then I had this idea like he should draw a picture of an Oscar statue-like cat holding a miniature human Oscar statue human in its paws. I tried to draw a kayak on my paper.

Then there was a dream where there were humans being infected by an infection that was spreading from some mutated fish. The fish were light and dark brown, striped, and had spikes on their backs. Some had also grown legs and long tails and were beginning to walk out of the water, through which the infection was spreading to humans. My family had taken refuge in a bunker but the fish were trying to crawl in. Some dream character was chopping at the thing with a machete, saying it won't hurt them but will just hinder them from crossing the line into the human living quarters. And the thing turned into white rows of separate blocks but kept on crawling before it turned into a white bird and flew away.