9th November 2020 Initial note: Some parts of the dream were clearly about having to get ready in the morning but other parts felt more random. I didn't sleep through the whole night, having struggled to fall asleep and to stay asleep for most of the night, but only recalled the morning dream. Dream: The entirety of the dream takes place in what seems to be a subway and in some parts there's a feel of it being mixed with the layout of my old home. I remember being naked and at one point there's some kind of mini game thing happening and Spoiler for semi-graphic: eggs are appearing like pickups would in a game, on the floor; I have to grab these eggs, about the size of a regular hen's eggs and put them in my vagina before they hatch by themselves, but apart from that I note that I am male. None of this makes me question reality and whenever I put one of these sort of off-green coloured eggs inside myself, they get pushed back out some moments later, feeling quite nice but with a somewhat "raw" sensation, on the edge of being an uncomfortable sensation. And then the egg thing would hatch and a prize would come out of it, like a kinder-egg prize toy or something, but the prizes were completely random. As I kept doing this, things like bathroom spray cleaner bottles and other mundane objects would be "spawned" by the hatched eggs I was using. I think to myself very clearly "wow, it's almost like magic, but how do the companies make them appear as if they spawn from thin air from these comparatively very small eggs?" I add to the irony of this by then thinking "it must be some kind of quantum gateway tunnelling, I think", completely missing the cue. Then I remember getting dressed with my usual clothes, the ones I'd be wearing today basically. I don't remember putting socks on but I know I hadn't put on a top just yet. I recall an escalator which I go down on, it goes a long way forward and not very far down so it has a very small degree of elevation per step. The subway area itself is very much like the ones I've been used to from my old home area but far more vast and of incredible depth/height. For a while I'm the only person in the entire place. Then I hear dad calling for me and telling me about how we had to get on with it and get ready. (prior to this whole dream I had a waking moment where I had checked the time and it was still more than an hour's time away from my alarm going off) Mom is also here now and she's telling me about how T lost his citizen's card/ID in the subway just recently. I comment that I couldn't possibly lose something like that out of my wallet because it's all stuffed in quite tightly. Dad seems disappointed that we (me and T or me and H?) weren't ready sooner, but I tell him it's not even 8AM yet and he doesn't really change his tune, insistent that we should be more prepared or something to that effect. My recall faded a bit but eventually I had to go back to get a hoodie and I'm trying to not get lost in what seems to be an Escher-like maze quality that the subway seems to have. The entire underground area is very well lit but I'm left with an impression of darkness and recall the construction was primarily concrete, so it felt like a recent or cheap construction. I recall that at some point, there were some more particular things that had hatched from my eggs; one was a bony black creature with wings, like a dragon, but not. It had a frayed look, worn. At first I genuinely thought it was a toy because it started out inanimate and in a sort of fetal position? But when it started moving around I began to hope it wouldn't cause any chaos or mayhem while we were away for work today (pre-lucid thought). Another peculiar item that spawned from the eggs was a very authentic/official looking piece of scrap paper telling a military person who he should be looking at and what he should be doing when activating a nuclear arsenal. The paper had Spanish writing but it was mostly in English. The other military person mentioned was a "Dahlia" something or other, of an enlisted rank (sergeant comes to mind?). At the top of this thick paper were two groups of Hebrew or Jewish 6-point stars and taking up the right half of the document were some watermarked bald-eagles or something, but the paper was torn around this area. I couldn't make up my mind on where this document could possibly originate from, thinking about Mexico, the USA, Israel and other places. But I remember being amazed by the document and trying to tell H about it in the dream. Notes: - In the dream, I don't recall any of the "subway" area actually having any rail tracks. It just had the same feel as some stations I've been in, but on a bigger scale. I never did reach a terminal at any point in the dream, nor did I see any trams/trains. The whole place was very bare. Although subways used to be a common dream sign for me, they rarely feature quite as much as they used to a few years ago, probably since I don't use them currently. - Apart from how it felt physically, there was nothing particularly sexual about the mini-game thing. - I think part of what brought about the small dragon-like creature was the fact that H's cat had to have some emergency care very recently and so was looking quite "patchy" and ruffled when I saw a picture. - Part of what brought about the very peculiar military document was probably because I was reading about colonising of the Americas in general last night and also looking at different maps about the subject. Dahl and its variations is a name I find interesting but apart from the similarly named Borderlands fictional military-arms company, I'm not sure what would have prompted a character to be called Dahlia in one of my dreams, but it's not the first time a random word has been put together. - Although I don't recall what it was anymore, something did happen if I didn't use the eggs and just allowed them to hatch by themselves and from my perception (with it being a mini-game of some sort) this was "bad". - At the time of this dream I had recently been speaking to a transgender friend of mine, whom I hadn't spoken to for quite some time.
Updated 11-14-2020 at 06:47 PM by 95293
And this post is above another user who posted a Davie 504 dream. Are youtubers trying to take control of our dreams??? *Cues x files theme* I think I had jamie dreams I just can't recall them. Just woke up a few times with a feeling that she was in them. I miss the constant or weekly vivid dreams of her since they've been my constant companion for over 2 years now... Small lucid Just Walking into a room with my cousin there. I become lucid for no reason at all. I stand by a window and try to push through the glass into another dream. but i wake up after. pewdiepie I'm at some bar or party. It almost has the same layout to the 21 club here in lethbridge which i haven't even been to in some years. Use to go there to talk to no one, buy expensive beer, have some drunk girl slap your smoke out of your face for no reasonand call 3 different cab companies then wind up walking home because the cabs just pick up any drunk idiot int he parking lot. No thanks. As i walk in I see Pewdiepie standing where everyone smokes. I want to say hello but walk in. I walk in and out of the building a few times. I say "Hi," to him a few times but he doesn't respond. (honestly my pewdipie phase ended when T-series Passed him and subs) eventually I manage to get his attention. I try to tell him I have his old wired Razer headset which i've had for 3 years. I can't speak and sense my physical tongue is to dry to speak. This makes me lucid but instead of doing anything I keep trying to talk but wind up saying nothing. Pewdiepie seems more interested in that I'm having trouble trying to speak. He kind of gets the gist of what I'm trying to say but he just kind of thinks my problems are funny. Not sure what else i recall. I work nights and can say my lucids are in my second cycle during the day. I go to sleep around 11 am or noon. Wake up 4 5 Pm. Back to sleep around 6 and fall asleep around 7. the short later period has been giving me very vivid are almost all lucid dreams.
I meet Davie504 on the upper level in Det Röda Huset. I talk to him and wonder why he is here. He says that he was traveling to Germany (?) but got my letter and decided to go here on the way. We talk and decide to jam some music. I now sit in the TV room upstairs in our home and Davie sit in my room. He plays the guitar (lol) and I play the base. He plays some kind of chord progression and I play the A-minor pentatonic scale. Notes: I haven't seen Davie in a long time. This is the first time my music playing felt realistic in a dream.
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