To be honest I don't feel like writing the dreams down or color coding it but I'm going to do it for motivation. Dream 1 I was with my family and something like a spiritual game was going on. I can't remember what though. Next thing I know I'm in a shopping mall supermarket and looking at the different foods they have on the shelves. What catches my attention is a golden heart box with chocolates inside on the very top of a shelf. I open it and pull out a smaller wrapped candy than jump off and make my way to Dawn and Eye who are talking in my old house living room. The setting is different now and I became fully lucid. I went into another room once they started arguing though. There I went through the glass window and flew around the house and landed on a gate. I tried to climb it but ended up slipping and grabbed onto something to keep myself stable. "Help me!" I called out for assistance. Dawn came out the house and pulled me up with Eye to his side. We than went to the porch next to my old house and started talking about something when suddenly Dawn changed into a stranger and started running into the street panicking like a barbarian and Eye disappeared. He than came after me with a wooden katana and started pulling me towards the basement of the house. I called for assistance hoping someone would come out my house but no one came. My stomach began hurting as he hit me halfheartedly with the katana.What followed was a middle age tv actress exiting a car in order to pursue the mystery of how I was attacked. Dream 2 I was in a unfamiliar house on a vacation trip. There I looked out the window to what my younger brother pointed out was the Colombian flag hanging on the top of a pole. It was white with a light blue drawing though in the dream. He said the people put a demon on it and began flinging rocks at it. My mother approved of his actions and I found it concerning till Eye came in the room. There I sat down and observed as Eye made jokes, laughed and was hyper as ever hovering around. Before I knew it he started shoving strawberries into my mouth. I didn't mind since I like strawberries but he was overdoing it. I told him to stop and asked where Dawn was. He said outside. I looked towards the door to see it a bit open and than looked back to Eye who said he was going to feed me a bunch of them regardless if Dawn was there or not. I than got up, grabbed what I thought was his leg and was about to give him some stern talking to outside but when I looked away than back he was at the door now. I felt he was one step ahead of me as he laughed than told me where he was. Shrugging it off I went through the walls and he followed. We were now in a distorted room where I had found my cousins. They were arguing about something than suddenly the younger one shape shifted into another guy like in my other dream and went right for me. With a remote I tried to push the dc back but I couldn't hold my laughter in anymore. It was funny to watch him acting like a barbarian. Before I could finish laughing I woke up though. Dream 3 I was babysitting two kids and sleeping over at their house as if I was their nanny. They were on their way to school as I searched for a phone. As they pulled something out of a back pack hanging on a green dining chair I looked away as to not be rude or make them scared some how. I was nervous but after waiting a bit I mustered up the courage to ask for the phone. The boy pointed to a black phone hiding in a couch pocket. I nodded than took the phone about to call my parents when I realized I was in a dream and wanted to try calling Dawn since I haven't done it in a while. However, a old styled silver phone caught my attention. It was connected to a white rectangular thing with a metal circle on it. I assumed I had to put my hand on it to feel a stronger connection to someone while I used it. As I waited and concentrated someone picked up the phone. At first it sounded like they were speaking gibberish though. I said speak in English and they did though. They than asked me who I was. I said who I was but their voice faded as they kept talking. I woke up after that. I tried going back to sleep and saw a moving image of a room with a crack on the floor that let out blue light. But than I stopped and just got up.
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D1 - On top of a mountain, a glassless dirt slope. Louie is looking at me, he has been waiting. I see he has drawn a zillion pictures on peices of paper for me while he has been waiting. He is funny as ever. WBTB D2 - I am on another pile of earth, this time way smaller. It looks like its ready to be used to landscape someones garden or something but there is far to much. I realise i'm lucid 1st person and look around. I'm in my parents neighbours front garden. I have an idea of doing something but feel I can't do it till my parents are still around. I wait looking through the tree branches dividing the properties until they leave in a small grey green sports car (lol my dad would never have a car like that). I zip round to their house, running and enter a long hallway which is not there. The house is now modern and all the walls are bare wood. As I rush along I remember to try and stabilise, so I touch the walls and look at the detail. There are too many people about so I go into another room and lock the door. I then do some mind control. To soon the scene zips into 3rd person and becomes dark around the edges, as though in a tunnel. I feel I have lost lucidity and it is to late to affect things. And sure enough my belief makes it so.
Had one, don't remember much.
This started as a nightmare, but eventually developed into a great dream. I had been with Arshia and Simon, and we were spending some time out of the city at some place. Arshia had made some mean-spirited bet about cleaning up a car or doing some task every day, and anyone who didn't do it had to pay a bunch of money to the other two. I almost lost and they were bein ghuge dicks about it. Then, the poltergeist came. It wrested control of the body from you and filled you with a sense of absolute dread. Paralysed, nauseous, scared. And then it started coming for my friends. Eventually it came back every few minutes to get me, simon, and two others. Sometimes it was Melissa, sometimes jake. We suffered. Eventually I noticed that we could see this creature. It was small, like an ethereal raccoon, and would creep up your leg to the brain where it would take its hold then go on to the next person. I tried chanting, cursing, praying, nothing worked. Eventually I got infra goggles, and I could see it clearly as a cloud of black smoke. And I got two pistols. And then, I found the cure. When the creature appeared I would steer clear, and it would go atop a table looking to do a facehugger maneuver. I set that fucker on fire while it waited then filled it with lead, and dead it lay. Devon's poltergiest died easier, we just needed to stomp on it with a blanket covering. Jakes had to be actually cursed, and the final one we just destroyed with everything we had. Gramma witnessed, and as a reward she gave us massive sandwiches. Like watermelon sized sandwiches. It was glorious.
earlier: (more detail in the dream, it faded away though) + I'm approaching a building complex with a group. It's Halloween and there are jack-a-lanterns all around on the ground. I'm hoping my friends won't smash them. There are many shapes and sizes and designs. There is an outdoor smorgasbord going on, a "block party?" Lots of pots of soup and many hot food dishes. Climbing on top of a large animal-shaped structure? Thinking of lions? + I'm lying down and discussing an algorithm that a girl "Masha" has designed. I'm wearing (gray?) sweats with my legs slightly parted. She's sitting/demonstrating and moving closer to my legs, and I think that's a bit of an awkward position. I'm asking her questions about her idea. + There is a girl sitting near a cooler talking about different types of steak. "New York, London broil," etc., I'm having trouble hearing her so I come closer and have her repeat what she's saying. She then talks about lion steak and I "remember" eating lion. It was pretty tough. Then I remember how we trapped the lion between two trucks when we were hunting it. Something else about a zebra head bobbing back and forth. (wake, recall) BTS + [very vivid/present, semi-lucid] I'm with a tour group outside in daylight. There is a large bush of flowers growing on the side of the low building / house right next to us. I'm looking at them and see orange, purple, and various other colors. I think "they, those are like California poppies!" but realize they are not exactly the same. The leaves on the bush are sort of spindly like poppy plant leaves. I ask our tour leader what kind of flower those are, are they like poppies? He answers [forgot]. I notice the very blue sky. "That's like a California sky!" I think. Then we're walking up some steps and there's a woman in front of me who's getting in my way and I'm getting impatient. I keep noticing the sky. We emerge on to the street next to my childhood home. Only I know it's not my actual CH, but rather think it is a precise copy, because we're located in a different country like Australia or New Zealand. I look around at the houses, trees, the lay of the land, it is all precisely like the street outside my CH. I wonder at this amazing sight. I know that the view is not the same, however. I look out into the distance at the water far away and see that the distant mountain ranges and their shapes are indeed different. I see with pseudo-telescopic vision large freighters moving about on the water. Some of them are partially invisible. I look at the water view for a while and it is really amazing. Next we move indoors. We're in a very large indoor hall, some famous/religious place. The floor is sacred and so the path for us tourists is walking on top of long dining tables through the room. At some point I stop and see a book on a table top, bend down and open it and flip through the pages. There are (rag doll-y?) pictures in there. I'm then on the floor and my (mother?) is saying to move back on top of the tables, I think this is because the floor is sacred. I'm not sure I can jump back up on to the table or not.
Recall Begins: I am a young girl, perhaps 13~15. I find a family that lives in hideaways and works in large steel barns, creating dubious devices. They are a form of Mafia, but take me in as one of their own. One day, I walked out to the barns to see the things they were creating there. This was a heinous act against the rules, as I was told many times to never look there. I walked straight into the final barn in the row of perhaps 6 barns and saw something that attested to the evil of the family. What it was I can not recall. When I saw it, I ran from those who were in the barn, but they've got backup from where I came from before I could push through that way. Instead, I turned my path toward the nearest person coming, jumped into the air as I traveled, and attempted to land a curled fist straight into their face. However, I have troubles aiming in dreams. Extreme problems. I may have become moderately lucid at this point, as I rewind the dream repeatedly until my fist connects, hard. More backup arrives and I take a similar approach with these men, utilizing attack moves that look more like break dancing than fighting, but it got the job done. I continue to run, and make it to the children's dwelling area. I can see that some of my friends want to help me, but also fear greatly the punishment for disobedience. The dwelling itself is technically hidden within a secret chamber, but enough people knew about it that I knew at least someone would know where to find me. I am most certainly lucid by this point, as I vividly recall declaring within that this is a dream, and that if I expect to find another, new hidden passageway in the wall I was reaching for, that I would find one. Lo and behold, the solid wall I was fast approaching gave way as a door, and I was able to slip into a new room.I am not sure what my state of lucidity is from this point on, but I know that the thoughts as they occur do not reflect either my waking state thoughts or that of the dream character I had become. Instead of remaining in secrecy, by some thought, I decided to relinquish dream control, and the walls of the new room faded away. Some children found me, and reported me, bringing me before the council. The punishment for this crime, and I knew it before I had done the thing which I did, was as thus: to receive a bite from a highly venomous snake which they nurtured in a fountain centered in the council circle. I felt a sense of deja vu at this point as if I had experienced this plot before somehow, perhaps having read it in a book at some point. Knowing what would happen next, I stepped, with some trepidation, into the fountain. I backed out a few times, but the third time I boldly stood as the snake latched onto my right index finger.The pain hurt greatly, but also not at all. I knew that it was a dream again, and knowing that my fate involved a painful and long duration of agony, filled with feverish fits, pain, loneliness, and thoughts that I would likely die, I choose to dissolve the mafia, their council, and evidence of their ever existing from the dream. Again, these thoughts do not reflect my own as I would reason but seemed to be of the dream character this time. With the Mafia's influence erased, the steel barns were re-written as the new setting for the rest of the dream to follow.I am no longer lucid after the jump, and unsure of what character I am. There are two other individuals with me, one 20-year-old junkrat who's crazy blond afro gave her a reckless air when combined with her ratty tank top and torn jeans. She had a natural affinity for taking apart and building things with total junk, which may have included the Gatling gun slung on her hip like I had my handguns. The other appeared to be aged 28, darkly moody, and dangerous. Like me, he wielded dual handguns, which were concealed within his black coat. I presumed the coat's color was picked to match his hair color, but he corrected me in saying it was to match his pants. Aside from that, he was in charge of carrying around Junkrat's tools, such as a tremendously oversized bolt-cutter used on my highschool's pop machine. It was as we were taking parts out of said pop machine that we were rudely interrupted by about half the student body. For some reason, I think some of them had guns. They surrounded our group, with the likely intent to either take us custody or kill us, neither which option seemed particularly appealing. I tried a desperado to fend them off, which failed and I had to reload. After the reload, I was on the other side of one of the groups surrounding ours, and from this spot, I noticed a little girl, perhaps 8 years old. She wore a distinctly colorful outfit, that gave off an anime character vibe. She then merged into the story as if she had been there the whole time, and was a part of our ragtag trio. She then proceeded to "help us out" by emitting a voice which had the effect of paralyzing all the other students. Somehow, the next thing I can recall is one by one shooting each student in the head, possibly because the paralysis has a limited time effect, and this would be our only chance (but why not run?). After dispatching most of the students there, I walk up the ramp and head to Math class like nothing happened. Principal M is teaching the class, and I see my old buddy Del there. Principal M gets after him, probably for being a trouble maker, before beginning the class. I take a test for a few minutes, before the entire east wall dissappears, and we are very high up. The class notices some power line workers standing in this weird contraption, where two guys have to hold up each side which they're standing in, while the other works in the middle. The are also very, very high off the ground, about 100 meters up and 100 meters away from us. Suddenly, one man loses his position and tumbles off. The contraption is no longer stable, and the other two fall off as well. The entire class watches in horror as these guys fall to their deaths far below. Somehow, it was much more shocking than shooting half the school. As we look at their corpses below, suddenly, they stand up, perfectly fine. Principal M then explains that he had given each of them a wind rune, so that they wouldn't be hurt by falling. Recall Ends.
Dream Journals Had an almost insta WILD when I closed my eyes. I felt myself lucid holding a mouse and could see that the webpage was on DV. To test wether i was in the dream i moved my mouse and clicked the dream journals button. I saw Twoshadows had a DJ entry and went to click it when I woke up ATM Dreamed I was at an ATM machine withdrawing $60. A lot more bills came out and a lot of them were $50s I then realized I must have accidentally withdrawn $600 instead...
Brother's Games Recall Begins: A vast world spreads before me. From the heights above the treetops rises a great plateau, towering above the pathway upon which I stand. I Know that I must scale this great wall before me, with nothing but a parasail, stamina, and great determinat... wait a second, this is another one of those "Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild" dreams. Jeez, I haven't played that game in weeks and it's still the physics engine my mind chooses for everything. /jump/ I make my way up a mountain trail with light shrubbery about. Up the trail, there is a checkpoint, to stop and inspect travelers. I know they're searching for me. Nonetheless, I continue up the way until I arrive at their inspection station, where they begin searching my goods. They're checking my things, which I'm not too worried about, but I'll be in trouble should they decide to pat me down, for concealed within my sleeve is a home phone. The shape of the phone protrudes through the fabric, but I stand on the other side of them in hopes they will not spot it. I feel its buttons against my skin within my tunic, and I am severely startled when they begin to pat me down. Surely, like this, they will find the home phone concealed on my person. When all hope seems to be lost, I re-initialize the dream, sending the guards back to their original positions, not knowing I was ever there. I had all my things back, but one thing remained: my position within space remained the same, and as I was standing on the other side of the guard station, I had managed to slip past them. I continue onwards into the cabin which they had been so zealously guarding. Once inside, I find /...fragmented details.../ in the entry way. Up the stairs, however, I find a console, running a copy of my brother's game "The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess". Of course, with his permission, I fire the game up and begin playing, although the game's graphics felt a lot more like "Ocarina of Time". Recall Ends. Trump's Gopher I traveled from my home to my day job, a 7-3 shift as a crew trainer for Donald Trump's Cabinet. I was still being trained on the position myself, by my waking world coworker J and some other guy whom I do not know. I also sucked tremendously, but Mr. Trump himself was much too busy to take notice and fire me. For the job itself, I had to appear to be a girl. Not entirely sure why, but one blond wig and a costume change later I was working hard at my job to... erm, actually, nobody ever came. I mostly just got paid to snoop around Mr. President's communication equipment he used to send messages to Vladimir Putin. Instead of using old school, U.N. approved touch tone wires to send messages, this setup sent the message by LED cables (wtf????). These cables looked quite spectacular, with towers soaring across the wide mountain range away from the high altitude plateau upon which we built the... some kind of administrative office, but it was definitely like a ski lodge. When I got home, my family seemed to have left on a vacation without telling me where or why. Dream me took no issues with this, and instead headed to the basement to play a game like "Space Engineers", but also it was "League of Legends" and I was a Singed player chasing down a Lux. I almost had her, when these weird bug robot things started flipping me over their heads, and they just kept doing that for awhile (during this process I was moved inside a kind of land rover). Eventually, my craft ran out of hp, but it didn't explode until they were done tossing me. Then the ship and I were transported to my starter platform (all still in my basement), where I tried fixing the ship up for another round of getting tossed around by the bug robots. After 3 times of this, and having to scour for materials each time, I just started taking the ship apart so I could build something new with the components. The frame fits quite snuggly as a house roof. Recall Ends.
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