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#304 - DILD - 5:10AM

I have an FA and get in a huge argument with my mom. Apparently, the time-line was a mixture of when I was a kid but thinking I was grown. I tell her staying with my grandma (maternal) for a week would be horribly boring though the thought crosses my mind that would probably have time to focus more on lucid dreaming. I tell her that, "I'm a grown-ass man and should be able to stay where I like." Undeterred, she continues mentions that after the week with her mom my other grandma (paternal) would be living with us until June. I have another horrible fit and finally decide there's no more point in arguing.

I walk into the next room and see my grandfather (maternal) talking to my dad with other people. I get the feeling everyone heard the argument and feel embarrassed. Suddenly, it dawns on me that my grandfather should be dead and I become lucid, although I think it's totally plausible that we would all be staying with my grandmother (maternal) who is also dead in waking life. I'm still feeling the heat of my argument with mother and I confront my grandfather about his being here. I feel a little pissed that he would show up when he's supposed to be dead. I rudely interupt his and my father's conversation. "Hey. Hey. HEY!. Aren't you supposed to be dead?!"
My grandfather calmly replies, "Yeah."
I state, "So this is a dream."
"You betcha.", is his only reply.
Suddenly, I get the idea that I am possibly actually talking to my dead grandfather. I realize I had been rude and angry and I let all emotion go. I try to think of something worthwhile to talk about since It's rare I see him in my dreams anymore. All I can think of is, "Are you alright?"
The says a simple, "Yep."
Unsure of what to say or do next I just say, "That's good. See ya." as I turn to walk away.


I am fooled by an FA and I have my dream journal in front of me. I am trying to type the first sentence of my dream but have a very hard time hitting the right letters on the touch screen. I begin to realize that there are more and more people crowding me. I look up and there seems have been to be a line forming as I sit on the floor starting at my device. It also seems that I am right in the way of everyone. I stand up and there seems to be some Black Friday event going on. I feel really crowded so I walk away but I am still focused on writing in my dream journal.

I finally get the full first sentence right when I pause to look around. I see my wife and several people from both our families around a folding table eating free samples of some type of fried cinnamon crisps in the shape of a Christmas tree. The decoration begins to look very festive as I make my way the the jar of goodies. I inhale one and reach in for several more. The cinnamon and sugar are all over my hands. There's another table set up with chocolate covered cherries. I reach for them as I suddenly wake up.

LUCID
*I noticed a Theravada monk chanting by a stupa mounted right next to a road. When me and my brother walked closer to him he walked away like he didn't wanna be bothered. We continued to walk doing some other stuff. We walked across this highway enter pass then I realized a could fly and that I was dreaming. I had the urge to show off in front of some DCs, so I did. I walked away thinking why do I waste my time on this nonsense, do I really need to boast my dream ego? There were two people on the street that I were trying to show off for. I don't remember a response from them after a flew up to the telephone line and came back down. Me and brother ended up at this book store. I thought of the idea of that Alan Wallace said about shape shifting the dream through the power of conceptual designation. I tried this and it didn't not work at the time. I notice a Indian girl walking with her mom, she said a very nice ass. I tried to will her pants to come down so I can get a better look at her ass haha. Again this didn't not work. She did climb up this latter thing and yes I got a better look. haha Thank You subconscious.

*I remember talking to roberto on the phone about how high I was off cannabis. I think I was about to put some clothes in the wash.

*There was a vision of the holy of india were the Buddha attained enlightment. There something being said about tara ma and her mantra. I can't remember who was saying it. Someone also said that gayatri mantra was also I good one. I thought but wait this is a hindu mantra how? There was also a scene with the Karmapa.

I got a couple small Lds this morning with my lucid tea blend of mugwort wormwood and peppermint.

#303 - DILD - 3:18AM

I am looking at the night sky. I see many stars but they are dim. I think I need to let the light absorb longer so I begin to stare. I tell myself that if anything odd happens I'll know it's a dream. At that thought I have strange vision problems and the stars look really odd. I wonder if I am seeing a dream sign or if my eyes are really messed up. My vision goes black.

I hear a doorbell. I am now in my living room. I open the door hoping it not those Jehovah witnesses from the other day. I answer the door and see Neil Tysons and George Noory are here . George has a book that looks like a Bible in his hand. Surely this pair isn't here for that. I am too shocked about them being here and I allow them to push past me and sit on the couch. George points to the shelves or books and movies and says to Niel, "Oh they like Noah we should sell them that." I am shocked to see the new Noah movie prominently displayed on the shelf. It must be my wife's. With that thought she says to the men, "I'm interested."

I wake up and try to DEILD but fail miserably. I have the thought "Mr. Cosmos and Mr. Coast To Coast AM were in my house."

I am in a class room taught by Neil. I can recall the lesson but I think that I should ask him something that I really want to know about. I draw a blank and space off in thought.

I am deep in me forest trying various wild dream herbs. I am following a historical man's foot steps researching tracing his research. I see him like some residual apparition. I see something like a stick or root in the ground. I call it... Tigeris root? I use another stick shaped like a pipe to smoke the herb. I wonder if I should be asleep for this to induce a lucid dream. I begin to feel odd as I inhale and soon my eyes close and I feel like I am floating. I am surprised to have found such a psychoactive herb just lying around. I begin to hear a narrative in Niel's voice about native Americans using this herb along side peyote for dream work and divination. The narrative spoke of struggling tribesman navigating through the void.

I am now lucid. I hear myself gasp heavily and loudly. It feels like an OBE transition and I struggle. I'm starting to see and look around and I realize I'm in my house and the fact the herb was all a dream. I am about to break free when my stomach rumbles and I wake up.

I'm out with some friends of mine, the ones I used to play when I was twenty.
They have guitar and bass and we are supposed to perform in a nightclub we used to play.
There is something like an audition and it's important we perform well.
We are nervous, especially because the guy playing the piano is in late.
Unfortunately they tell us that we have to perform in ten minutes and someone must play the piano!
My friends know I play piano and they say I must do it!
I'm fricking out as it's a lifetime I don't touch a piano and I have not enough time to recall the chords, so we hide in a storage room to attempt the performance.
I can't remember the chords and my friends are very upset, but I could not help.
I look at my fingers as I'm trying some chords, but the sound I make is NOISE!!
Then the door opens and the guy supposed to play the piano is there!
We are really happy and we prepare.
We are in the saloon now.
I wear a red dress as Jessica Rabbit and my friends very cool shirts. I feel so well.
My friends are ready. The lights are low, I close my eyes and caress my dress, it seems like silk.
Then we start to perform. The song is Bang Bang, Nancy Sinatra style.
Everything is perfect, I'm with my hands around the microphone.
I close two seconds my eyes, open them again and I look at my hands... and I though 'it is a dream?'.
An my hands are red!!! I don't know if because of the lights of because of the dress reflecting...
BUT then I woke upppp.... uff

08.04.2014

Grocery Retail Promotion Test (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery retail store, and it feels that I’m taking some kind of test to be promoted, or something like that. I see dream characters that are wearing dark blue polo shirts, and this makes me feel as if I’m going for assistant manager, or something like that. I know that I’m dreaming, though I don’t really take any means of changing the dream environment. I seem to shift my awareness to my dream body, and then in spectator mode where I’m analyzing the environment around me.

Things start out with me interacting with a female that looks like Kyra for short in waking life. She’s about the same height as I would conceptualize her in waking life, and I feel that during this moment, I had another dream with her. It was basically her trying to convince me to hang out with her more often, and that when a new section that will be a sports bar, or something like that in the small town opens up, that we could party with others.

I can’t remember my response to this, and I felt I ignored her to some extent. Anyway, back to shifting to the main dream, I think I had to ride a white scooter around the store. I honestly didn’t know what my task was, but it seemed to involve analyzing some objects around most of the store, and engaging in conversation with other dream characters that looked like assistant managers as well. There seems to be shifts where I would be starting out with a different assistant manager from Kyra.

One was a male that seemed to want to get the test over with, and he was using words like, “let’s get this shit done and over with, man.” He also tried to inform me to keep it a secret between us of how he intends to be easy on me during the test. After a while, I at a section where there seems to be toilet paper for sale, or maybe paper towels. I meet a dream character that looks like this, except with white hair:

He’s motioning with his fingers, and visage of something related to the objects in front of him, but I’m not really too sure on what he means through these non-verbal cues. After a while, I seem to have less awareness of the dream, and I forget what happens next.

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08.04.2014

Skating Through University (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m skating through a section at a university I used to attend. It feels so real, from the bumps on the wheels rolling on the surface, to the wind, and the momentum following along with how I shifted my body weight to speed up. I find myself eventually bending with my knees to go even faster around this area where buses usually stop near the Psychology building of the University.

I'm in a church. Little bags containing rosaries are passed around. As the congregation begins to pray the rosary, I take mine out of the bag and realize something's not right. My rosary has all the beads squished together with no spaces and it's much smaller than the ones that everyone else has. I start to recite the first prayer, but I get confused: is it an Our Father or a Hail Mary? Why do the words sound wrong when I say them? Why am I saying the prayer out loud and everyone else is praying silently?

I don't want to call attention to myself by saying the wrong prayer so I head to the back of the church, where there's a diner(???). I sit at the counter and call a friend, who wants to come meet me after the service is over. But in the meantime, she asks me to order her some "deep fried moo shu." Immediately, I think this is completely bizarre dish name. I'm sure the waitress behind the counter is going to think I'm insane for ordering, but she and the short-order cook don't even flinch.

I start thinking back to the deal with the rosary and the church service, and the scene shifts. This time, I'm in a hospital corridor. I walk into a room and see my dad in the bed, hooked up to machines. Now I know this is wrong because he's been out of the hospital for weeks. I know now that I'm dreaming, and I start spinning because I really do not want to be in this place.

At first, I find myself in some kind of subterranean chamber where the walls are made of packed dirt, but then the walls turn white and the diner counter appears in front of me. There's a square-shaped plate in front of me with Chinese food. I think of the Easter egg task, and brightly-colored eggs start appearing on the plate. I select a violet egg and open it. A tiny bird flies out of the egg, and when I look closer, I see that the egg also contains a large aquamarine set in a massive gold ring. Then I pick up a second egg, a light gray one with a snowflake etched in white. When I open it, a tiny frog jumps out and hops away.

I start trying to remember what the other tasks are and remember that one of them is to prank a DC. The diner fades away and is replaced by an office. I see a guy walking past me and ask him, "Hey, can you do me a favor and run down the street to get me a Diet Coke?" He agrees and steps outside through a glass door. As soon as he's gone, I lock the door so he can't get back in. But I realize that this is a pretty lousy prank, not to mention I can't be sure he'll come back in this dream. I turn around and see another guy, and think of the most basic prank I can remember. "Dude, your shoelace is untied," I point out, then snicker as he stops to check his perfectly-tied shoes.

The church service from earlier is still on my mind, and I wonder if it's due to my anxiety over Easter coming up (I'm not a practicing Catholic but I'll have to go take my Dad to Sunday Mass). I start wondering if I'll remember what to say at the right time. The next thing I know, I start making up my own creed: "I believe in evolution. I believe in making up my own mind on what to believe and letting others believe what they choose…"

I was really onto something there, but then the phone rang and woke me up.

I went semi-lucid during a nightmare - a scene involving IRL characters - and wanted to change the scene in order to get away from the nightmare. I had a false awakening - possibly two, memory's vague on this point - either way, I eventually wound up in my IRL bedroom, lucid (now unsure on whether or not I lost lucidity in between).

The room's dark, and I'm frustrated, feeling trapped. I've got the impression I'm stuck in some in-between state, not dreaming properly (whatever that means) and not able to wake myself up, and I'm trying to escape this state. I'm thinking about lack of control, and I look at an object in my hand and turn it into a sword, thinking of this as somewhat pointless, and thinking something about the way the dim light affects this. I find myself moving along the ceiling, as if I'm held up there against my will. There are two windows, and I manage to claw my way over to one while avoiding being pulled toward the other. I slide it open and tear out the screen (I was thinking something I can't recall in detail, something about the way the window responds to my actions by opening or not opening due to it being a part of a dream rather than a physical window), and with great effort manage to crawl through the window.

On the other side, I'm floating over water, surrounded by cliffs and hills covered in snow. It's night. There are wooden buildings and people outside, dressed in clothes from at least a few centuries ago. My perspective is moving, but I'm still partway in the window; when I look behind me, I can see the window hovering in midair. I'm moving toward the town center, and I can hear people talking - not a language I understand, but from some of the words I catch I believe it to be German, or some variant of it. There's some event about to take place, I believe it's something religious, some ritual.

I enter a building. Memory goes spotty here again, but eventually I wound up speaking with an old woman who gave an impression of beauty and power. To her left was a woman sitting asleep in a throne, dressed in a costume that could have been straight from the LotR movie elves - I specifically compared it to a costume while I was looking at her. I wondered if she was Julia. (It's unusual that it's something I wondered about, as opposed to just knowing.) The old woman was telling me about her plans, including something she was going to discard, and I requested that she give me that thing. She was surprised but amused and granted my request, but afterward I thought of this as a missed opportunity - I became distracted by the thing she gave me, I should have just listened and followed along with her.

After 30 min of breathing concetration, I hear a mini-snore coming from me... whoa! I thought I was still fully conscious, well I am, but my body is sleeping. Minutes later I feel I float from my body, yaaay! time to start going around, I fall into a combination of FA, SP, and finally WILD... all my life I thought that waking up in my room was some kind of AP instead of WILD, but here I am, finding that I can shift from one to another. Anyway, I'll let that for my mental notes.

I pass through the window and float over my garden. I see a pair of children already looking for easter eggs. I notice two of them between the bushes, one is brilliant purple and the other is red, but they are like quail egg-size. I take the purple one and it gets bigger and kind of heavy, I shake it and think "it feels like there is a real chicken inside", when I open it, there's a chicken-shaped chocolate (in my country there are this cute and tasty chicken-shaped chocolates named "pollitos")

I admit I'm kind of disappointed with my result after anotherdreamer's fairies!! I continue with the task I really want to do, the new plant thing, I try to make it appear in my hands, I look away while I expect it to appear and in my car's window reflection I see there are sparkles and something in my hand, but when I look to see there's nothing in them!! this is my third failed attempt with that task!! maybe it's because I want so badly to do it! or I really don't know how to summon or make things appear. I look sideways and think what other thing I should do, tornado or space??, I have done the space thing many times and it's cool, but I want to do something before.

I walk to the front house and see some DC's, I want to ask them something personal of my daily life, but not the children, they usually don't answer or are too shy. I see a woman in a wheelchair and ask her: why did you (plural) send me to look for R after so many years?
she looks angry at first and mumbles something about foolishness, but then she answers very kindly: I can't tell you.
Me: why?
woman: I can't give you that information yet. You'are still taking decisions outside consciousness. We're more concerned in trying to heal your physical part first.

She continues talking but everything became blurry and I woke up.

Date: 4/8/2014 (Mon)
Total sleep: 6.75 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Awareness, Mantras
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization, Reading Dream Journal
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization, Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10:00 pm
Dream 1 Title: (Fragment) Bike Ride
Dream 1: I am riding my old BMX bike along the main street of my town. I am with a friend (but I don’t know him in real life). He is wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and dark blue Converse sneakers. He is riding in front of me on a red BMX style bike (the rims have regular spokes). It is a warm summer day. The trees are covered in green leaves. We swerve off the road onto a dirt path which leads behind a chain link fence on our left. I can see tall green grass on both sides of the path, and taller grass around the fence. The fence is old, the galvanized steel has grown gray with spots of rust. We peddle up a slight incline and I can see a sharper incline (about 10 feet high) in front of us. We stop at the bottom. I know the incline leads to rail road tracks. I know we are trying to get to the high school and the tracks won’t take us there. I say, “I think we should go back and stay on the street.” The dream fades and I wake up at 4:15 am.
Dream 2 Title: The Moon Makes Me Lucid (**Lucid**)
Dream 2: I am in my old house, the first house where I lived with my wife and daughter. I am lying on a mattress, under a white comforter. The mattress is on the living room floor near the large front window. The room looks very similar to reality. I can see the yellow painted walls, the white painted steam heater in front of the window, the light colored wood of the hardwood floor, and the large white framed window. I can see the reflection of the moon on the shine of the hardwood floor. Something doesn’t feel right to me. I roll over onto my back and see my wife next to me, on my left (which is the wrong side of the bed for her). She is snuggled under the blanket so I can only see her wavy blond hair and her face from the nose up. Behind her I can see my daughter laying on the floor under a white blanket. Beyond her I can see the fireplace. I turn back to the window. Outside I can see the large maple tree and beneath it the low stone wall. I can see the neighboring houses beyond the tree. I look upward and see a brilliant moon between the bare branches of the tree. I still feel that something isn’t right. I stare at the moon. It is very bright and much larger than I have ever seen it. I can clearly see the craters on the surface. As I stair I start to wonder if I’m dreaming. Then the craters begin to shift and swirl. The bottom section of the moon begins to disappear. Then I remember that I was back at my real home, in bed, just a little while ago. I am lucid without a reality check. I throw the blankets off of me and stand up. I am no longer in the living room. I am now out in the front yard, but the mattress, my daughter, and the fireplace are all there as well. My wife and daughter are sitting up and looking at me. I say, “I’m Dreaming!” Neither respond. I remember my goal to fly into space, but I don’t remember to stabilize the dream. I also remember that last time I tried to jump to fly it wake me up. I levitate off the ground and float up into the tree branches. I’m annoyed as the branches poke me and I worry I will get tangled. I float away from the tree and begin to fly upward. I am feeling such joy at being lucid again. My eyes are on the night sky, which is now overcast. I will myself to go faster, I want to hit supersonic speed and leave the atmosphere as quickly as possible. I can feel the wind on my face and the g-force increase as it pushed the skin on my face back. I can still only see the clouds and darkness above me. I worry that the dream is going to collapse so I decided to look down at the ground so I have something more upon which to focus. I awaken. I am back in the front yard of my old house laying on some blankets. I am no longer lucid. I can clearly see the yellow vinyl siding, the white framed windows, the stone steps leading up to the white side door, the large front window, and the bushes. My wife and daughter are there and are picking up blankets and clothing off the ground. I get up and begin searching for my notebook so I can write down my lucid dream. I am looking under cloths and blanket, but just can’t find it. I’m very annoyed because I don’t want to forget the dream. My in-laws walk out of the door of the house and into the yard. I say to my mother in lay, “I just had a lucid dream.” I start to explain the dream to her, but the dream fades and I awake. It is 4:47 am.
Awake: 4:47 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 5; D2 = 12
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 5; D2 = Lucid
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 2 min; D2 = 10 min
Emotions: Joy, Annoyance, Worry
Dream Signs: Riding old BMX bike, Being a kid again, Back at old house, laying on a mattress in the living room/font yard
Notes: I took magnesium before bed. I read my dream journal, meditated, visualized being lucid in a dream, stated my intent to wake up after each dream and remember my dreams, and repeated my mantra before I dozed off. I did wake up several times after 4 of my dreams, but couldn’t recall the first 2. I did not get frustrated by the lack of recall. I reminded myself that I am in the early stages of learning and I will continue to improve. I stated my mantra each time I awoke until I dozed back off. This LD happed exactly like my recent ones. I woke up after 4 am from a dream. I made some mental notes about the dream. I stated my mantras as I dozed off. Then, while I was dreaming, my awareness was much higher. I could “feel” that something wasn’t right. Then something trigged me to remember being back in my RL bed shortly before the dream. I do need to work on stabilizing the dream. This particular dream hasn’t left me with as much of a “high” as other recent LDs. I feel it is due to the false awakening. The lucid part of my dream doesn’t feel as vivid to me because I didn’t come straight from lucidity to being awake. I have to work on RCs after all awakenings.
I am going to change my goals for LDs. My #1 priority is to get lucid as often as possible. The experience of being lucid is the best way for me to have more LDs. When I am having them more often then I can start setting goals for what I want to do in the dreams. For now I just want to stabilize the dream, explore and do what I feel like at the time. I just want to gain more experience.

07.04.2014

Me vs. Ganondorf, Midna, and Zanza (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside an area that seems to be some kind of ancient arena filled with decorative projections akin to what you may see in a castle. It seems to be the lowest of the structure that I’m in, and I find myself right in the middle of an odd situation.

Ganondorf (the Twilight Princess version), Midna (her original form), and Zanza from Xenoblade Chronicles (I think the DC resembled him) all seemed to be coming after me.

I take this as a sign of having to prepare for retaliation, rather than stopping in my tracks, and asking what they’re intending to do. Midna seems to be wearing a female version of Zanza’s attire, and Zanza’s is in his usual getup. I forgot what was needed in order to defeat them, but it was something in relation in affecting the body vessels they absorbed energy from if there were ever close to being fatally injured.

I think I had some dream characters that would help me out, but they either became nonexistent after a while, or I had to fight them instead. There’s a few shifts where Midna seems to be planting a sword deep into someone’s upper chest, and she’s sit on them while having one knee kneeling on the floor. She casually turns to my direction with a face that seems to be smiling, but not in a manner of I’m-going-to-kill-you-next, I was unsure of what she was going to do.

Maybe she killed the Ganondorf DC, beats me. And as for the DC that had a resemblance of Zanza, I don’t recall him being an issue. He just sort of existed, and flew about in random places every now and then.

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07.04.2014

Itachi, Red Eyes, and Some Other Stuff (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Too long to even bother investing time on:
>>I’m shifting perspectives between Obitio, Itachi, and maybe a dream body of myself
>> When I’m me, it seems that I’m going to fall into a bottomless pit, and I see the sides of where I’m falling are filled with paper bombs, similar to what Konan did to Obito

>> Obito uses Kamui to try and save me, I think, but the paper bombs are obviously going to be sucked in. So I guess he used Izanagi, since I seem to be fine after that fiasco.

>> Itachi states how a person can acquire certain eyes if they are leaders for a clan, or something like that.

>>I see a 3d representation of the eye, but I can’t recall the finer details too well

>>Some other stuff happens, I don’t know.

For the third time in my life this has happened...the first time this has happened to me I was 10, again when I was 18, and now it happened last night (22 turning 23 next week) I remember it as clear as day, it was a short dream I am sitting on a fallen palm tree that's sitting on white sand with my toes in clear blue water with two furry dogs? (they were kind of big) one was all black with blue eyes and the other was all white with red eyes. There was a strong breeze that came through I close my eyes to stop the sand from coming in. I opened them and there was a woman, I couldn't see her face she had the sun directly behind her. She seem kind, it was like I knew who she was without really know who she actually was, weird and may not make a whole lot of sense but that's the best way I can explain it. Anyways she softly takes my hand in hers turn my hand palm facing up and with a paint brush made from bamboo she writes something on my arms first starting with the left arm and then the right arm.
This woman drops the paint brush and a gust of wind blows me off the tree and into the water but I don't fall in I catch myself and I look up and she's gone. I look down at the water and see ripples but can't tell what's causing them, I look at my arms and see these odd symbols so odd I don't even know what to compare them to, and then it starts to rain...a sun shower and that was when the dogs that I have with me get up we go through a door and I rub my arms to try to dry myself off and I looked down and whatever the woman wrote on me was smeared, for some reason it made me upset. And then I wake up now I don't know if the same exact dream happened the other two times all I remember from those is just waking up with those same symbols always smeared. What does it all mean? Should I be worried?

Dream
Lucidity


I dreamt I was with Desirae somewhere and was teacher her about Lucid dreaming. She ends up getting crushed by some wood but she's still alive. I remember her eyes looked really strange. Her pupils were really really small and her eyes where a very bright blue
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In my other dream I was somewhere with a lot of sand. I remember there being water or a pool. Someone told me I had to stay outside in the sandstorm and a few inmates were working on the dirt on some tractors. I went inside and someone was mad at me so I left and went to some place where there were monsters and volcanoes.
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I dreamt that I was in a country with a police state. Artists were banned and people had to swipe their IDs to do mostly everything. I met a person and she was part of an underground group. I was a woman during this part. We went to her apartment and she was with another woman. I was a guy again. I was also with a black dude. We started asking questions as to why all this was going on. I started talking about Youtube and the women got surprised and started whispering. I said something about Youtube again and for them to show it to us. The black guy started telling them something and I said something also. I got up on the bed they were and started saying "This can't be happening... this is a dream" One of the girls said "This isn't a dream". I looked at my hands and counted my fingers saying "This is a dream this is a dream this is a dream" in hope that none of the dream was true. I then slowly started realizing I was in a dream and said slowly: "This is a dream..." and realized I was dreaming. I rubbed my hands to stabilize the dream and then looked at my hands again. I looked up at the girls and used some sort of magic on them, which pushed them away. My eyes kept closing and I yelled to my dream "Keep my eyes open!" and they opened. It was hard to keep them like that. I decided to get out of there and did a dream spin. While spinning, I saw purple arrows pointing left, which was the direction I was spinning. I was telling myself "Take me somewhere I want to be, somewhere awesome and real" I ended up in my room, on my bed. I found it weird that was the place I wanted to be. It was hard to get up and keep my eyes open. There was also a noise coming from my right ear, like a fan or a small motor. I woke up and was in the same place and position I was in while in my dream.

This one is a very crazy dream!


I was on a hill and there were pink flowers on the floor... and waterfalls on the sides. The sun was bright and then a panda came out... We played, we danced and we had fun!
I was going to the waterfall and i told that panda to stay. So as i was going to waterfall i've saw a knife, evil thingies came through my head
So.. i came there putting the knife in my pocket and said to panda... Hellooo my friend what should be your name? Oh! I've got an idea! What about.. Red Stomach???
And then we danced and suddenly sky became red... Trees bloody, flowers became roses with some deadly spikes on them and waterfalls were Bloodyfalls... Yeah! Blood came out of them.
My eyes became red and i put out the knife out of my pocket slicing panda's stomach it became bloody and then i stabbed him all over his body then kicking him and stomping on him then i was -ing!
It was really fucked up dream!

So this was quite a while ago but i still remember it quite clearly. I was standing on a beach looking at the sun when some of my friends wanted to go riding on a boat so i did and it was nice but all of a sudden the wind began to pick up and the waves grew higher and higher and the small boat turned into a massive ship and there was a captain yelling at the crew to keep the ship afloat as we were getting pounded with wave after wave. I was holding on to some netting and that is all that i felt that was keeping me on board. The captain yelled very loudly as a massive wave came rushing toward us . The wave had thousands of zombies in it for some reason and as the wave came over the boat the zombies came on too and started tearing everybody to pieces real gory like and i started to freak out and i realized this could never actually happen so i realized i was dreaming but i couldn't control it and i got up and ran up the boat past the captain who was shooting them with his pistol( idk where he got it from he just had it haha) i ran into a room on the boat and shut the door. I was inside of an entire new surrounding inside of an apartment or something. Yet i could still hear them knawing at the door outside. There was a man with a shotgun that told me to follow him so i did, we went into his apartment and there was a big door that was covered in metal. He shot the door four times with the shotgun and i began to discourage his efforts of trying to open it. On the fifth shot it opened as he walked by me with a grin. And i woke up.

This is my first forum, there will be most likely grammatical errors or maybe some ambiguity and for that reason I am advising now that if there is any questions that need to be asked, do not hesitate. Please help to improve for a 'next time' and do not criticize me . I had a dream that warned me about my sister, I do not remember what the voice said, but it was of a man's voice. This was towards the end of the dream. Beforehand I was with my friend Richard, hanging out with him not knowing what the reason or what exactly we were doing, the voice was warning me in the background constantly. I remember the end of my dream almost exactly, which was me in the minivan of my friend Richard with her mom driving us, who knows where. Then I begin to hear the voice again in the background about my sister and then everything freezes in the minivan. I then decide to look in my hand and then I count 6 fingers, with the little knowledge I have of lucid dreaming I was able to discern that I was dreaming. After this realization I try to take control of the dream as well as the characters in my dream, such as my friend Richard and his mother. I begin to breathe extremely heavily and trying to take control and keep peace of mind because that would have been the only way to take control of the dream, according to my knowledge. Seconds later I feel a strong pull from behind and I was still trying to take control by calling out to my friend Richard and ordering him to help me since he was an object in my dream I can control. During this pulling I hear the voice constantly warning me about my sister. I should clarify that the voice said something like "check your sister" or maybe another synonym for check. In addition I have four sisters, and the voice did not specify to one but just stated sister, as a singular noun. Then after the entire shenanigans, I wake up frightened because I was scared of what or who the voice was as well as the warning itself. The warning was instilled in my head. This was during the middle of the night, then I went back to sleep not remembering what I dreamt afterwards. Now a bit of my background is that Richard, currently, is my closest friend, I see him everyday in school and hang out after school. Out of my four sisters I only stay in touch constantly with one, lives in another state. The other three live in the same state and close, yet we do not stay in touch. I still receive news about my sisters whether from family or other types of media they use. If there is anything you need to know please ask. THANK YOU in advance!