lucid

DJ Log: September 20, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am riding a small motorcycle through the woods at my parent's old house. The ground is moist and muddy in some places. A strip of dense fog follows the stream through the woods. The air smells like wet dirt and leaves. The motorcycle makes no sound as it moves, other than the sounds of the ground and leaves squishing under the tires.

I arrive at a tree-house that I built and my brother is standing there. He points at an abandoned house near the edge of the woods and says, "We will have to knock this one down. It took on quite a bit of damage during the storm." A couple of the windows are broken out and some of the roof has been torn off.

We walk over to the house and check it out. The first floor is a garage with an old Chevrolet car in it. The second level is missing a wall on one side. There is a lot of junk on the second floor, including some high-voltage transformers and a Tesla coil.

My brother wanders inside to check things out. I look around through the old car to find that there are bees in there. Returning to my motorcycle to retrieve a can of bee spray from the saddle bag, I spray the bees and then open the car door to find even more bees. After spraying all of the bees, I get on a scissor lift and raise myself to the second floor.

I look around for a moment, then look back at the scissor lift. I think that this is strange for a moment, so I push my finger through the palm of my hand and become lucid for a split second before waking up.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

Sept. 20, 2011, Tuesday: I am in my parents' house, trying to turn off the lights before they get home. But the lights won't stay off.
As I walk up the stairs I think that this reminds me of dreams I've had.
Then I am in my old bedroom. I have to get ready for church. My janitor uniform is laid out on the bed. I am trying to have a shower and get dressed, but I can't get any privacy. My whole family is there, and some other people. I am in a towel and feeling anxiety.
I yell out "I'm going to sleep!" and get in bed with my towel.

Then I become mostly lucid and my mom's face appears right in my face. I yell at her "I cut the [energy] bond between us!" I press her face in and sort of consume her.

Notes: I have not gone to church in many years, and I haven't worked as a janitor in a long time. It seems that parts of my past were coming back to bother me in this dream.
I wasn't sure if absorbing my mother was a good idea. I could have just made her vanish, or go away. But I guess consuming her dream figure is like reclaiming the energy she takes from me.

NOTE: I'm not sure if this is lucid or false awakening since I had control over it - just I didn't try anything crazy because I thought it was real, but the strangeness of the dream didn't phase me. I just accepted it as reality.

I started my dream somewhere far off, in the country. I had to walk with my parents and brothers to somewhere with people. As I walked they all went away one by one with no point or me noticing until I woke up that by the end of the journey they were all gone. Anyway, as I was walking through the hills and trees I saw a train track. Beside me I saw a police officer, we started talking as we followed the train track. I am not lucid at this point. I get to know the police officer fairly well when I see some strange man in black appear in different parts of the forest surrounding us (he would appear somewhere at the corner of my eye and then teleport to somewhere else). So we run into the first house we see and I look inside it and its the police officer's bones. The man is closing in on me. I see a train pull up to the house/train station I am in. I black out.

I wake up lucid on the train. I remember saying to myself, this is odd - how did I get on the train. "Well I blacked out, I'll just see where it goes and I'll get off and call my parents." When I think parents I see my mom appear in the seat beside me. I say, "I thought I was alone. What are we doing on the train? We were in the forest not to long ago.". She looks at me with horror and the train rolls. It starts to get a mix of zero gravity and I am spinning the train is flipping through the air and then falling the other way (barrel roll to back-over-end and back). Then I think something is wrong! I can't die like this! I take my chances unbuckle and jump out the cockpit of the train.

I fall on the ground at the house I blacked out in. Instead of being in an isolated forest I see that the train has not even left the station. From the outside the train is well - outside and not in a station. Go into the station in front of it and the train is in a black tunnel going on forever. I see the train had a problem with latching onto the track. So obviously, the train is flying and flipping and moving back and forth without hitting walls and without gravity or friction. I grab the train with my hands and pull it back to me. Its like its on ice. The train slides to me and then I step onto the train to get the passengers out of it, I take my foot off the ground and the train goes ape$h!!@ again.
I remember telling myself the only logical problem is that it is plugged into the wall. So I unplug the train and I remove the mangled bodies out of the train..

Looking back at the dream I wasn't making logical decisions, but I felt some kind of consciousness in the dream like it all made sense at the time. Instead of the movie like dream I remember the thought process that went on with the decisions I made. So it wasn't lucid or a false awakening.

I was at a doe (female version of a stag) party but the cake said one thing at first but then said something else. Then I was in a sleeping bag, and I had a weird pillow, loony tunes on one side, Disney Princesses on the other side. Then it switched to two Loony-Toon type of characters. A dog and I think a weird-looking mouse. The dog was put into a cage and the other animal, dug and somehow the dog's cage got filled with ants and pretty soon I sneezed (and lost my pants!!) and the cage blew over and the ants went everywhere including my underwear.

The second dream --It has Disney's Cinderella's family. They had a lot of animals..even more then in the movie. One Day Ella evsedropped on the step-family and Drizella got that feelings and opened up the bottom half of the door and all I could see was Ella's outfit. I guess Major, had foals in my dream and one of them became a race horse. They took a train and I guess the step-family said nasty stuff about Ella, since two little kids didn't want to give Ella any of their candy. Then the scene changed to me at a restaurant with a cereal box on my left and paper on my right and everything before then was a comic strip I was reading. I heard someone (a female) say "I need a pound of flesh from a young woman to stay young". Turns out it was Lady Treamine..and the ONLY young woman was me in the dream. But I used a revised line from Merchant of Venice "You can take a pond of flesh as long as you don't spill any blood". At that point a bunch of men were around my table..
and Lady Treamine went else where.

I was in a police station/jail. I remember there was a black guy that had blonde dreads who kept staring at me and I thought it was odd. I was with a black family who had a little girl who was probably 2. One of the police officers was talking about some of the inmates that were pulling up. As they were walking into the building the little girl (I think her name was Ruby, it was something similar to that) She ran away and out into the main part of the prison. She saw something she wanted or someone she wanted to play with, I forgot what it was. Her parents and everyone started chasing after her. The prison kind of transformed into something else. Like a mall or something. There was chaos everywhere, people running and screaming like something bad was happening (although I don't really remember what that was). I felt connected to that little girl for some reason, as if she were my sister. So I was running everywhere screaming her name. Some kid came up next to me and asked who I was looking for. I told him and he said he saw her and pointed me in the right direction. I ended up coming out of the building into a wide expansive hilly field. There were still people running around crazily. Then I noticed some weird doglike creatures walking around in the distance. They were about the size of cows and had elongated necks and bodies. That was my trigger to become lucid.

That was too strange for me. Although I knew I was dreaming, I decided to keep going with the plot of the dream because I wasn't really prepared to do anything else. I saw a girl on a horse riding toward me. I jumped on and said, “Alright, lets go find this girl.”As soon as I did the dream faded away. I kept rubbing my hands and chest and body, trying to hold onto any tactile stimulation from the dream. Then a new dream scene appeared. I was in a driveway of a home. I walked through a small corrider (between the garage and the house) and came to a large lake in the backyard with a dock. It was in the evening and the sun was setting. Very picture perfect of the kind of place I would love to live. I leaned against the wall just looking out at the water. I could see a small boat way out in the distance. I felt very relaxed and content. I marveled a little at the clarity of the dream. Then it faded and I woke up.

Non-Drean/Comments Dream Lucid

12.01.2011

I am in a room. There is a white rectangular object in front of me.
"This is a dream! This is a dream!"
I wake up.

Non-Drean/Comments Dream Lucid

10.01.2011

I am near a road. Seems like i just got here from an undergound path. There is a girl nearby. I don't know her. She looks at me and says:
"The only way that you can be here with me is if i am dreaming! This is a dream!"
I was kinda semi-lucid, but i repeated it to get a better lucidity.
"This is a dream!"
I went close to her and i don't remember how but we ended up with her giving me a bj. It lasted a few seconds and i woke up.
I think this was the first time my lucidity came from a DC.


I am inside my car. I am sitting in the front passenger seat. I don't remember who was driving. We look outside the windows to see if there are any cars passing by, cause we wanted to make a turn. The windows get blurry. We wait. After a while they clear up but only in small circles. I look at the windows again. They clear up. I look right. Everything clear. Left. Full blur again! The driver makes the turn and stops the car. I am now in the right back seat. There are others in the car too. There is a girl sitting on me.
"Give me some more space guys!"
Then i notice that i am wearing a sweater with the hood on. All these things make me feel really uncomfortable. My window is fully blurred again. I do a nose RC. It fails and that surprises me!
"Be quiet!"
I try to look at my left, but there is a huge force not allowing me to turn my head. I am really nervous and pissed off. I do a nose RC again. It fails again! I feel really stupid for keep doing this. I think the others will think i am retarded or something. In the end i just decide that this is a dream (though i was not fully lucid and did not seem to have any control) and i wake up opening my eyes abruptly. Grr... I just missed a lucid...

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with a couple of "friends." One of the friends looked like a person who has attended a lot of the anime events I've gone to IWL. He's white, kind of pale, tall, with jaw-length, brown hair and eyeglasses. This friend was organizing some kind of theatre event. He had gotten me and my other friend to volunteer.

We had first been discussing the details of this event in some bar. The bar hadn't seemed very well-lit, and it also seemed a bit empty. Then we were discussing the details out on some hilltop, out on the driveway of a house in a residential part of town, probably in the kind of early morning.

The theatre friend said, "We'll have a lot to do. We'll barely have time to go home and go to bed at 11 AM, before we have to wake up at 1 PM and do the second show."

As I realized how much work my other friend and I had volunteered for, I saw, probably in my mind's eye, dark grey clouds rolling overhead. I told the theatre friend, "I don't think we can do both shifts. At least my friend can't. We didn't realized we'd be going all the way through 11 AM. And we already signed up to volunteer at another event. Your second show will overlap with that event. At least my friend has to go to this event."

At this point the friend I was defending may have been my brother.

I was now in a small theatre. It was either before or after a show. The theatre was only half lit. The stage didn't have any light on it at all. The area felt like a cafeteria in an elementary school's basement. The walls may have been sea green. The seating area was made up of folding chairs. There were a good amount of people sitting in the chairs. Some people were also milling around in the empty space behind the seating area.

I sat near the back row of seats and near the aisle. So I turned myself around to look at the people milling around in the back area. Most of the people looked pretty normal. But there were a couple of older black women wearing very flashy, dressy outfits. They stood out from everybody else and seemed to demand being treated in a very special way. They each sat in chairs against the very back wall, at some distance from each other.

One of the women wore a turquoise dress and hat. The dress seemed almost to have been made out of a crepe material. The hat had a big, round, kind of floppy brim. My theatre friend immediately came up to the woman and started saying all kinds of nice things to her. But I could tell he was trying to get something out of her. So I telepathically told her to watch out for the man.

We were now watching a movie which was supposed to be Back to the Future. There were a few scenes, kind of randomly put together, which gave the feel that the movie was more about a group of kids working together to create a time machine than anything having to do with Doc Brown or Marty McFly.

One of the scenes showed Amy Irving, like she looked in the Brian DePalma version of Carrie. The view was of the girl's face, framed in a misty circle, looking up toward some kind of blue, moonlight, garden light and singing some kind of rock song. The girl's eyes glowed bright blue or green. I liked the girl's glowing eyes and the rock song a lot.

There were also a couple of scenes, apparently from the future, showing some kind of time travel bridge being built. The scenes were all in some kind of way overexposed, really pixellated video. The coloring was almost black and white. But it was more like the sky was all colored brownish-grey, while all the solid bodies were pure black silhouettes.

The bridge was somehow being built backwards. I watched (maybe through time lapse?), the "tracks" (?) of the bridge being built backwards through a frame of standing columns. It seemed to be in a mountain setting. I then watched a similar process near an ocean shore. This bridge had a sign over it, kind of in an old, Coca-Cola-esque style. It said something like "B-Way Bridge" or "B'Way Bridge."

I then woke up in my room. I stood up and looked down at the floor. Something seemed not quite right about my room. I walked really slow. I could hear my breathing rushing though my head, like I was wearing a space helmet.

Something seemed really weird about my floor, like it was made out of grey-painted concrete, especially where the floor met the wall. I then saw that my table was pushed away, at least 33cm away, from my wall. I thought it was possible that I could have pushed my table away from the wall. But not that far away.

I looked up and noticed that the walls in my room were now painted green. Some of the walls were a dark, pine green, while at least one of the walls was a slightly lighter shade.

I told myself, "Well, obviously I'm dreaming. My walls aren't green in waking life."

I figured since I was dreaming I would try to fly out of my house and out and around my neighborhood, to see what kind of views I could gather. But I must not have been totally lucid. I went flying toward my bedroom "window," which was actually a thick, ornate, wooden wall. This didn't seem to register with my "lucid" mind at all.

I was about to penetrate through the wall when something stopped me. A very polite woman's voice spoke to me through telepathy. It said, "We're sorry, but at this moment we cannot access the outdoor scene you would like to experience. Would you like to have a Gothic lucid dream instead?"

I said, "Oh, well, yeah, okay. That sounds nice." But I didn't want to have a Gothic lucid dream. I just wanted to go outside, into my neighborhood and gather data on the environment. I think I was thinking that I was having an out of body experience as well as a lucid dream, and I really wanted to gather some hard evidence of it. So I was disappointed that I couldn't get out there.

Dream #2

I stood inside a room, looking out to some area like a dock on a river. It was a nice, sunny day. The dock area was all a kind of beige-white concrete. A man was out working in front of two cars. The two cars themselves seemed to be junked. They also seemed to be wrapped up in coppery brown garbage bags, or in adhesive tape with the coppery brown color of VCR cassette tape.

The cars were parked one in front of the other. Either the hood of the front car was open, or else the windshield of the front car was completely missing. A huge object like a leather suitcase, possibly also all wrapped up in tape, was jutting out.

The suitcase-like object was open, revealing the snout and tip of the jaw of what appeared to be a gigantic lizard. Just given the size of the snout and jaw, the head of this creature must have been taking up the entire interior of this car! The jaw had leathery-looking, brown scales all over it.

I was now outside, near the cars, even though I could no longer see the dragon's head. I was with another man, but not the man who had been working outside while I had been inside. That man had been like a dock worker. This man was a wealthy business man. He was really tall and strong. He carried himself well. He wore a nice suit and a clean, beige overcoat.

I came to understand that the dragon had been killed. The cars were used as containers for transporting the dragon's body. Nobody had thought dragons existed. But this dragon had been discovered by accident. Possibly it had emerged from the sea.

Luckily the dragon had been killed before it could kill anybody. But people were (or I was?) worried that there were a lot more of these dragons, and that it wouldn't be so easy to kill them every time they posed a threat.

I told the man that this whole thing seemed to have been foreseen in a science fiction book written by a Russian man. I tried to tell the man the author's name. It was something like Gogol or Sergei. Finally I settled on one of the author's names, possibly his first name, being Selkei.

I saw a view of the book I'd bought (which seemed to have the name Selkei as the second name). The book was paperback. The cover was kind of glossy. There were a lot of swirly, black and white stripes all over the front cover and on the first few pages of the book.

The author was apparently either from the early twentieth century, like from the 1920s, or else his life was so impoverished in the late twentieth century that it was like he lived during the 1920s. But his sci-fi writings had a lot of subversive political content, and a lot of it seeemed to have been really prescient.

The man with me may now have been closer to me. We were still out on the dock -- or out on some shore cliff -- but we stood behind some kind of screen-like display, like a big text display at a museum. The man told me, "You just go into places, like bookstores and libraries, and you seek out these guys, don't you? You don't know who they are. But you know what you're looking for. And you find them.

"But people think, when they see you with all this stuff, that you've stolen it somehow. They don't understand the work you've made to discover it. They just think you've stolen it all.

"This book, for instance --" The man and I turned toward some kind of black, basalt cliffside as the man opened up a wide, short book full of pages that looked like coloring book bages. The pages were all colored in. They had drawings on them reminiscent of Henry Darger. But they were apparently supposed to have been by William Blake.

One drawing showed a little girl, colored pale peach and in a pale yellow dress, against a maroon-colored hillside. The drawing looked kind of crude, and the girl seemed very lonely, especially in the context of a Darger-like drawing such as this.

Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 9/10
Length: ~10 Min.

I was lying in my bed when my whole body went numb and I started to fall, I held on and I barley opened my eyes and I saw my window. Something that looked like a tree branch turned into a dinosaur, then I tried to turn it into a bird, it did. It was kinda cool, but very scary. I lied there until I couldn't feel any numbness anymore and looked around. I went down stairs to talk to my dad and he got up after I poked him a couple of times. He checked his sides and next to him were a bunch of pictures and one was with a kid that had a knife in his hand pointing at his neck, then he went back to sleep. I turned around and my dad's friend Steven was caught on something, I didn't help him and I jumped out of the window. I got caught on a part of the window, so I just untangled myself. My dream body looked like Ichigo from Bleach. I ran through the darkness of the night when I found a place where they caught somebody. I turned into someone else and listened in on their conversation. It wasn't that interesting so I left and went to a store. I started to feel hungry, so I didn't think about it. I threatened somebody, I saw a camera with a bunch of lazers and stuff in front of it. Then I saw this girl, while I was walking up to her. She started to bark like a dog, as an experiment I barked really loud at her to see what her reaction would be, as I expected. She barked really really loudly back. I thought that this dream was out of control and I thought it would never end, so I tried to wake myself up and I did.

I am on a beach somewhere and grabbing fossils and other unique rocks from off the sand. I find some really great specimens, such as rocks with leave imprints and others with garnet and agate chunks. I'm in a great mood. I eventually fade out of this dream and "wake up" in my bedroom. I feel my body lying on my mattress but I don't open my eyes quite yet. It feels like I'm holding a few rocks in my hands and this really perplexes me. At first I think I'm just imagining the sensation, but I realize I'm not when the feeling of the rocks doesn't fade away. Next, with my eyes still closed, I reason that I must have sleepwalked to my rock collection in the middle of the night, grabbed some rocks, and climbed back into bed with them. But I disregard this theory because I never sleepwalk. I open my eyes and look at the rocks in my hands. One of them is rectangular-shaped and has a layer of garnet, layer of limestone and a layer of darker rock all in one. The other rock is a gray, round fossil with a leaf imprint in it. I realize that these were my specimens from the dream I just had! I am awestruck for several seconds, but I soon reason that I must be dreaming. I look at my hand and see that I have six or seven fingers. I'm in a false awakening! I look around my room and am very impressed with the detail and its accuracy in representing my room in waking life. I jump out of bed and from a distance, I look at my reflection in the mirror. The mirror is projecting a close-up of my face and a view from above me. I walk closer and my face starts to get really fat and disproportionate. I laugh at this. I open my door and right as I step out I wake up for real.

Kumara's Dreams

Childhood defenses and threatening transformation

I am driving fast, and as I crest a hill, I hit a huge wave of vibration that I thought of as “resistance”, an impression of police on the side of the road with a radar-type instrument that was emitting the waves. The vehicle slowed wayyyy down and I felt the vibrations all through my body, it was as if reality itself was impacted by the waves. I grabbed my seatbelt and fastened it, though it was difficult, like moving through molasses.

I drive on and to take shelter in a building on the beach, and many people were streaming by, running toward the water. Big machines were coming, that I thought of as “transformers” that I only maybe had a glimpse of.

I was with Pax and a little girl, we were running for the shelter. I didn’t think we had long so I stopped to tell Pax and the little girl that I love them. I faced Pax and as I told him I love him, he said something at the same time. I felt a little sad, I don’t remember what he said but I felt at the time it was dismissive. Then we were running and I started to yell at the little girl that I love her, but I only had an impression of a Little Debbie’s box that was under her arm or she had become the box, and I realized, “she’s not even real!”.

We ran into the shelter. Pax and I sat on a landing in the stairwell. The first big machine went by, and I could see in my mind a cartoon of toys that had come to battle the ‘transformers’. Then another machine came by, and I knew this one was more dangerous because it was radiating heat. It hit the building I was in, and the building listed and fell over. I was unharmed, and now felt more like a point of awareness than an “I”. The corner of the landing turned over on me, thus protecting me. While I felt the heat and the rumble of the machine passing by, I could simultaneously see in my mind a line of cartoon tugboats all lined up to my left, with faces and determined looks, all there to fight the threatening machines. I noticed a thought, “it’s as if all of my childhood toys are lining up to protect me/fight.”


The Indian guy on my back

I was lying on my couch, it seemed like me in a different reality because I had a different, larger laptop that was on a stand in front of me next to the couch. I was on my left side, and a browser was open on the laptop. A tab popped open, and maybe more had that I closed, I remember the screen was red with a white CB logo, I understood that I had picked up some sort of virus. As I was noticing that, I noticed how I was feeling and did an RC. “Can I fly?” I started to rise up out of my body off of the couch, so I went with it and let myself float up and I flew out of my apartment. I noticed the view of the weeping willows in the dark, lit by the nightlights on the property. I noticed how real it seemed and that I could understand how I could forget I was dreaming. I flew off into the sky, wanting to just fly a bit and have a look around. I remember at some point feeling like flying was difficult so I was making swimming strokes to keep going.

I put my hands out in front of me Superman –style. I felt a warmth behind me and a man’s hands appeared over mine. Someone was on my back and weighing me down. I was furious. I flew to a building, through a wall and landed on my feet on a stairwell landing. I twisted as fast as I could to detach from whoever was on my back, and face him. He was slight Indian man, about my height, with dark hair not quite shoulder-length and a closely-trimmed beard. He seemed “weathered”, and had a light scar running diagonally down from his left along his left pec. His expression I would say was “chagrined”. I angrily yelled at him, “WHO ARE YOU?”. I don’t remember if he answered.


Going down on a cutie

I walked into a bedroom, it was dark and I saw a girl I knew (in the dream) lying in bed. I saw another figure in the bed and wondered if someone was in bed with her or if it was a stuffed animal. I wanted to slide in under the covers and kiss her body and go down on her. She woke up and smiled at me.

Spoiler for Dream sex details:

I asked her if she wanted me to lick her pussy and she happily agreed. Scene change to being in a bathroom with her, she is sitting naked on the counter. The counter is ceramic tile. Her legs are spread before me and she is welcoming me. I am SO happy to please her sexually, and I put my hands on her thighs and bury my face, gently, in her bush. I’m gently flicking my tongue along her clit, and sucking on it while she directs me to be gentle, gentle. She is loving it and I’m loving that she is loving it. Next thing I notice is she is somehow lying on her back while I put pressure on her lower belly to enhance her pleasure, and am enticing her and excited about putting my fingers inside of her, because I know she loves it.

End of what I remember in the dream.

Dream fragments

Fragments of feeling choked, closed in around my throat on all sides by a presence (I slightly awakened, noticed my body was ok, then went back into the dream). Feelings of pressure, being surrounded. I remember once feeling threatened and powerless and surrounded by beings “choking” me and asking, “god, what do I do?” and then relief.

http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/atra...s-dream-24229/

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

19-09-11 I am in a wrecked city and the infection has taken over. The scenario is a mix up between Starcraft and left for dead. I am on an elevated road or bridge and ahead of me are a lot of abandoned cars making the only effective means of escape by foot. There are two roads, one being elevated and the other on the right hand side is not, though the situation with the cars is the same.

We hear a noise, it is an uproar of a crowd, infected. It is difficult to make out but I believe it is coming from the lower portion of the road so we start running upwards to the left. There are also infected behind us so we have to do something. We get trapped on the road and have to abandon it, which I do (now being Kereigan off Starcraft) by jumping off the road onto a lamp hanging (I don't know from where it is hanging and I am too preoccupied to take a closer look) in mid air and running on it onto the adjacent road.

I then turn right, not sure if Jimmy is with me or not, but it turns out he is. We get cornered with infected all around us and we decide that instead of getting ripped to pieces we might as well take the infection and hope for a cure to show up at some point.

Zombies come running out of a door to the parking area where we are and as we kneel down they just bite us gently instead of slashing at us etc.

I am briefly inside the building where the zombies came from, which turns out to be little more than a staircase. But inside the roof is missing and “He” is coming from the top. “He” turns out to be a fair skinned black man, who has developed the infection, thereby crushing my previous knowledge of it being a military development.

The way he has spread it has been through his normal work as a tattoo artist, where he would use infected needles to get it into the bloodstream of people.

skip

Looking out over a canal in the city I see a ship operated by infected. The ship isn't your normal type of ship. It's central body and means of propulsion comes from a big wheel in the middle that the rest of the ship is built around. The wheel is made up of paddles. I know the infected operating the ship and I think him loyal to the group trying to find a cure, like me.

I jump into the water and I see a non-infected human swimming around in the murky water picking up the food that various infected keep throwing in the water unseen. I start swimming towards her (I believe it is a her) in the hopes that her being uninfected could bring me a clue for a cure.
…..............

More fragmented dream. A black woman, again a fair skinned exemplar, is trapped under chicken wire and she is walking around. She is trapped by a group of retard cowboy(ish) types who may or may not rape her.

She is looking for “the governor”, who is apparently the leader of the gang. She finds him and he is wearing a grey wide rimmed cowboy hat. He is somewhat harsh in his way of addressing her, but he assures her that he will let no harm come to her. However it turns out that he is pretty much stuck under the chicken net construction as well.

Fragments: Discovering that under the chicken net is an electrical construction of sorts. A mine/pressured gas tank being thrown in and potentially being torn up.

Escaping....
….............

Spent a lot of my HHs this evening with visualising an small island with gorgeous sandy beaches and sandstone buildings (and general colour scheme) with jungle and trees unrestricted intertwining the city. I sort of decided that it would be my personal playground with Chichén Itzá located somewhere on this island.
….............

Short FA, where I immediately pull a green lamp that looks like a plant towards me mentally. I get out of bed and do the same with the old school TV on the table in the corner, which take a bit more mental power to make float.

The dream starts fading though I try and engage all my senses I am unable to stabilise it.

I was dreaming that I was in a big complex, much like my old favorite boarding school (Talenta). It seems I was doing some sort of missions there, after one was finished I have been assigned to the next one together with a bunch of other people. I was apparently searching for something; I know that some sort of voice explained to me that in this mission, unlike before, everyone could stray through the complex at will to search. At the start of this mission it was day, I saw the complex from the outside a moment, it looked a lot more like my most recent school though.

Some info: My old boarding school consisted of 2 Buildings which each were constructed out of 2 long blocks, connected through a thinner strand of building. Each of the blocks has one quadratic staircase, where 3 of the 4 sides had a stairway, and the last side was connected to the hallway that led to the rooms.

I was in the second floor of this connection (unlike in reality, in the dream there were three floors in this connection). I walked around a bit and ended in the top of the stairway of one of the buildings. I went down the complete staircase without touching the stairs, only using the handrail and centrifugal force (I think somewhere at this point my awareness slowly started to rise). I went down a bit too far and nearly went into the basement, which was pretty dark; it also was night after that. I stopped, placed my feet on the floor again and normally walked up the few steps, turned left and went into the connection again. Somewhere at this point I looked out of a window, the scene I saw was a real place of my old boarding school (I think I kind of know what window I looked out of). At that part I also remembered that there should be new educators in this complex and that I should meet the new ones. In the night scene I saw an odd moving Zeppelin, that also looked pretty crazy, it had four arrays of strange constructions, and they were slightly glowing (I can’t describe that thing so I’m not going to try further). I finally came to the thought something was off and did the nose-pinch RC.
I could breathe through my nose so I became aware that I was in a dream. However upon realizing, the scene drastically changed and I was in a big room with a green, grass like floor. There were a bunch of tables and chairs, and also a bar; however it didn’t resemble a pub at all (as far as I can tell it also was day again). On the green floor was a bunch of different Pokémon (pretty odd because I played some of the games but couldn’t consider myself a fan; I remember I first saw an Eevee and Lugia/Ho-Oh later). I remembered the TotM but there was nothing in my surroundings that I could use. Somehow my vision turned black, I still primarily felt like watching a movie, even though I was pretty much completely aware, “and now someone turned off the screen”. I did a reality check again and tried to get the scene back as I remember it, and the “screen was on” again (it was after that that small forms of Lugia and Ho-Oh appeared to be chased or followed by the others). I got to see a little bit more of the odd scene but woke up very soon after.

I am outside in my backyard or something similar in the winter looking for a large harp with my friend Jesse. We go along the side of the house and I spot it. The french teacher is going to get there first! Oh no, if she gets there first we'll fail! She's about to touch it but I dive for it and grab it. I'm about to play when I realize that this is a dream! I say so, and Jesse is like "Yah man its a dream!" I don't know what to play, but I start to pluck the strings. It sounds beautiful and I'm shocked that I am able to do this. Its a decending scale I'm playing, and I'm plucking two strings at a time going down the scale. Theres a pitch difference between each string in the couple, it sounds really nice like something from ancient greece or something. I start to screw up, and am worried that I'm going to screw up even more, so I do and it starts to sound horrible. I try and convince myself that I can do it but theres just too much self doubt and it doesn't improve. The professor tells me that it will sound much better in real life.