non-lucid

I'm at a river with another person. They are explaining how they are making a makeshift dam. A center block of concrete has already been poured and water running around it has washed out any loose rock so it is now just a solid part of a much larger rock. He triggers the buildup of water by moving a log over the remaining stream and the dam is put into action. I take a small boat over to one side of the water, but he releases the stream at the dam, so I'm pulled with the current back towards it. I narrowly escape capsizing and falling into the water with the help of the builder who pulls me out. Later, I'm with a group of guys who don't have a place to stay for the night up in the mountains. A couple offers beds to us in the loft of their house. I am very grateful to them but everyone else just walks in and finds their bed.

I'm with a friend and some others on the mountain skiing. I don't know why I'm skiing rather than snowboarding but I'm keeping up with everyone just fine anyways. We try getting some air off a side hit and it works pretty well. After navigating through a difficult part of the slope, we take a break. Someone asks me about my skis and I tell them how I haven't skied in over a decade now but it's just like riding a bike coming back to it. I remark to my friend how I should go put some sunscreen on as I can fell my face starting to burn.

I'm playing a role in a story I'm telling myself. The narrative involves the invention of gunpowder by a god, which is me. Some door must be opened and there are piles of explosive material right outside it. I toss some more closer to the door and then prepare a fuse. I spend a while experimenting with what seems to be the best combination of ingredients to spark correctly. I make little piles for each one on a tray then press down on it with a rod that has a hollow cone shape on the end. When pressed down all the way, the powder ignites. I find the best candidate and light the fuse, which is a trail of the gunpowder, using the same rod. The door explodes and I walk away towards the edge of a lake. I begin to fly, rising above the clouds thinking that this must be where the gods live. I see nothing but clouds though and end up getting a stomach lurching feeling looking back down at the ground. I fall fast and splash into the lake.

I'm with a coworker who is describing to a manager how he set up a mock plane in the air in a warehouse to mimic shooting down into targets below. It had all sorts of cables attached to pull it off. Later, I'm doing some assistant work at an airport where I'm waiting for a lady to write down the names of all the passengers. She calls out my name when she's done and I glance over the paper. I find it strange that there are so few names listed, only 20 or so, and that they are written in different colors. Later, I'm with a bunch of people at a little house having a party. It's after everyone's been drinking quite a bit and people start puking. I find my way outside and do the same in some bushes off to the side.

I'm on top of a skyscraper on some kind of contraption set up by some people in the military. It feels scary since I'm so close to the edge so I'm grateful when it's over and I move back away from it. Someone from our group wants to go again through so we wait while the guys set it up again. The guy walks in a very military fashion with straight strides all the way up to the edge, then turns abruptly to follow the edge over to the contraption. Later, I'm at a golf course at the turn. My dad shows up as well and orders one of the strawberry adult beverages they have.

I'm packing up my camping gear inside a building. Some friends are there as well and one hands me some trash to take out. As we all finish packing, we start walking out and enter a new building. This one resembles a cafeteria and has quite a few people sitting or walking around. Our group decides to do something crazy to get everyone riled up. We end up running around and eventually back outside. It feels like we're now in a car of some kind as we navigate through a construction zone towards a stadium. As we start walking again, I notice that it's rainy and dark outside. Because of the rain, workers at the stadium are limiting the number of people walking down the stairs to the entrance. I wait at the top as the other group descends and then they allow us in. The stadium is also dark and not covered so it is still raining. The stage towards the middle though is massive. I find my group sitting together on the right side actually just underneath some coverage from the rain so that the seats are dry.

I'm looking at an aerial view of a campsite that I'll be going to. It's right off of a back road next to a winding stream. I'm on a computer for work and I'm distracted by the camping that I forget that it's my turn to present some Power Point slides. I start talking and one guy in the room with me starts to spout out calculations related to the topic. I'm not sure if I should continue presenting or not, but everyone else seems to be staring at him too.

I'm at a house at night with several others, including coworkers. I feel slightly irritated at all the cars that are parked here. One area is covered by electric vehicles of all kinds, Tesla, Rivians, etc...

Me and a few others that I know are climbing a high rock wall. My GF is also on the wall but she's about 30 feet below us. Progress is slow as we have to anchor in as we go rather than top roping. Since I've never done this before, I make very cautious moves. A storm is coming in, though, so we scramble up the remainder and head inside the building on top. We are getting on the bus to take us home, when I remember my GF. I exit the bus and run back for her, only to find someone else is bringing me her stuff saying that she went to dry off. I get back on the bus and we head to a very fancy hotel/ resort. We exit the bus slightly far way from the actual entrance for some reason and I'm walking in the rain with Mom and Grandpa who I know has passed away. I know he can't really be here but I pass t off and don't think anymore on it. We reach an entrance to the hotel which opens into a restaurant. I'm so soaked that I spend a couple seconds in the doorway to shake and wring my hair out, dumping a significant amount of water on the floor. Later, I'm at the hotel pool with many friends. We come across a large pool, but it's apparently only the hot tub. I go farther to try and find the actual pool, but end up down some stairs leading to a construction area.

I'm following some guy in an airplane trying to take off. He taxis around a gas station and I have to follow him through. Since we are in military planes, I have to be careful not to hit anything. I see that the other guy has already taken off, but his plane is now some kind of single prop stunt plane. I look around me and realize my plane has transformed as well. With only a short runway, I climb in to the sky easily and feel my stomach lurch a little as I climb faster than expected. The guy comes back around and tells me to follow him down to a steep ridge line. We land ourselves by clinging to some of the rocks. He tells me that a herd of caribou are up here and he's going to start a stampede along the single file ridge line. I start to panic, though, because I keep losing my grip on the rocks and it's a very long drop down. The guy comes back and tells me it's fine and that there isn't a crazy drop at all. I look behind me, and sure enough, there is no crazy drop. I'm just standing at the top row of some bleachers.

I'm arriving at a house in a neighborhood where an old lady greets me and takes me inside. Passing by the pantry, I notice a large cake inside. Straight ahead, I also see part of the same cake floating in a water jug. She asks me if I would like anything to drink and I politely decline. Seeming like she wants me to drink, she asks if I'm sure, and I say yes. I'm now suspicious if she's trying to get me to drink because the water's poisoned somehow by the cake. After refusing twice she still ends up pouring a glass from the jug and tells me to drink it. I threaten her by grabbing her face and saying something before walking out and leaving in my car. On my drive home, I get pulled over by a cop car. I roll my window down and the female cop tells me that the lady I was with was some kind of killer and just wanted me to know.

I'm viewing a movie scene where Darth Vader is facing a single file line of Jedi. Some filter is applied to the scene so that the one red saber of Vader is now blue and all others appear red. A fight ensues similar in appearance to the Vader scene in Rogue One where he is cutting people down only this time they are Jedi. The last one in line puts up a relatively good fight and knocks Vader's helmet off. When they both go to use the force, the resulting shockwave affects the nearby shielded gantries separating the vacuum of space from the interior and everything begins to be sucked out. I'm now in the scene, running with a few people back up to some main area where other people are at. We begin to worry about the reduced air and it gets harder to breathe.

I'm driving a quad down a narrow path covered in snow. While I know it's a quad, it feels like a full pickup truck because I'm carrying several other people. I have to be careful as it's very icy and I can slide off the path easily. We reach the end, however, and I'm glad I was able to make it. Someone says they forgot their knife farther back though and I have to take them back.

I woke up early in the morning and went back to bed attempting to MILD again. Instead of a lucid dream, I was put into several smaller dreams, most with a very vivid piece to them.

I'm on a road trip to a brew fest on a bus with many people. The bus gets parked and we have most of the day to do whatever. I feel bad because the same people who brought the bus to carry everyone in were also the ones who brought some kind of house for everyone to stay in. I tell myself that I will buy some groceries so I'm contributing something. Someone mentions that they just saw one of the coolest concerts ever and I'm suddenly in a sky camera view in a stadium with the concert. It's a group consisting of 3 DJ's or mixers similar to Swedish House Mafia or Glitch Mob as well as an entire orchestra. The two groups mix perfectly together with an occasional solo from a single violin or cello that is accented by the beat still being given by the DJ's. I'm surprised that the instrumentalists can keep up with the beat of the song. Then they start to play covers of Star Wars music which is also cool.

In another dream, it feels like I have a movie view for some of it and first person view in others. I'm watching Anna Kendrick and a few of her friends walk into a prom reception which is a super fancy locale surrounded entirely by a pool. They have to walk through the pool, about knee deep , to get into the reception. Once inside., the lighting is super cool because everything appears in gray scale except for the decorations hanging from the ceiling and the centerpieces on all the tables which are vibrant colors.

I'm inside a prison where we are all kept outside under the sun in intense heat. I just arrived and one of the other inmates tells me that if I survive through this day, then I should just kill myself. Everyone's sitting around in the dust when I see one of the other inmates being let out through a couple doors, apparently getting set free. I rush to the doors and slam into one of the guards knocking him over. There are many more in the vicinity, so I grab the cop's gun and run for the next set of doors. I have no idea where I'm going, just trying to get away from the other guards. At another set of doors, I turn around and fire some shots from the pistol. It feels like I'm aiming straight at a few targets but nothing happens to them. They open fire as well and I'm forced to duck under the railing next to the doors while opening them and slip through. I run through a few hallways before finding a set of stairs that lead down. I take them and unlock a secure door that has a lever instead of a handle. It opens into a training obstacle course and I'm concerned it might be a dead end until I see a closed ventilation door to the side. Operated by the same lever- type contraption, I open this one as well only to find that it opens in slits, similar to blinds on a window. I force myself through one of the small openings and eventually make it through. The tights squeeze made me lose my clothes somehow and I'm now just in my underwear. I consider leaving my pile of clothes where they are, but looking around, I find myself in the middle of a nice looking neighborhood, so I take them with me to eventually put back on. I run down the streets trying to find the smaller ones and hide out in one of the backstreet houses. It's easy to run from one street to another as the neighborhood has no fences for all the yards. I find a large metal tub in the front yard of one house, probably for putting flowers in, but is empty now. I climb in with my clothes, the tub being a perfect length to lay flat on my back. Suddenly, a cop car drives along the street and parks in the driveway. In what feels like a comedy skit, they mistake me for some kind of dummy and remark how lifelike I look. I'm wearing sunglasses at this point and feel like I can pull off staying completely still, but a bee buzzes in my ear, freaking me out, and gives me away.