memorable

I was with my dad, we got to a gas station qhere there is a bookstore that I want to go to, owned by my friend's dad. My dad waited at a nearby coffee shop. Unfortunately, the bookstore was closed, so I skipped to the future. I entered the now-open bookstore, and I realized thatnI just used a power, and became lucid. I touched everything in the bookstore and licked my hands and did other things to stabilize, also shouting 'Lucidity increase!' and 'Clarity increase!' but I 'woke up'.

I had a false awakening within the bookstore, on some chair. My dad was next to me, having fallen asleep while using his iPad. He woke up and started talking about somethint while I felt a bit disappointed and did my usual reality check, making me notice that one of my finger is missing! I become lucid again, and this time I stabilized better. My dad asked me what I was going to do now, and I said I will be meeting someone (the voice in the mirror), but in my dream I didn't remember that I need to find a mirror, I just wandered aimlessly out the back of the bookstore, through a place that looked like my university. My dream started to lose cohesion again and I tried to stabilize but I woke up.

Anthony (my boyfriend, and he's very sweet irl, he's just been terrible to me in recent dreams I've had) was going on and on about something physical regarding me, i dont remember if it was my weight or whatever, but something like that. so, i asked him what he wanted me to do about it that i wasnt already doing, and he gave me the business card of this dude. I went to the address on the card, which I no longer remember, the building was on a dark, kinda vegas-y looking street, but just old buildings with neon lights on em, y'know? this guy opened the door, and he was tall, he was in the ideal male build kinda, he had very european facial features, but his skin tone was that of someone from south or middle america. bright green eyes, chiseled jawline, 5 o'clock shadow, full but not overly big lips that were stitched shut. He was wearing a gray tophat, vest, and dress pants, a white dress shirt underneath, and some very nice looking black dress shoes. he tied me to a surgical table, and look, behind the table, there was like a mechanical arm from the ceiling, and on it was like, you know those exercise wheel things? the ones that have the little handles on them and you roll them back and forth for your abs? well, replace the wheel with a massive saw and that is what this very attractive guy used to slice me to pieces while anthony sat in the corner laughing, almost cackling really.

Preface:
Last night was the dream I had been waiting for. The dream that I knew needed to happen at some point, but had been eluding me for some time. I went to bed fairly early, and I took two NyQuil capsules, as I’ve had an annoying cough I can’t seem to get over. I also took a couple of ibuprofen, as I had been in a fight with my friend the night before, and my face was still pretty sore, and the bruises on my body were getting worse. Anyhow, so the stage is properly set. But I was not attempting to induce anything, nor was I anticipating. Here we go:

Part 1:
I’m in a white, queen sized bed, high above the ground, centered uncomfortably and disturbingly in the middle of a dark bluish room. There are sounds from outside. I see light through the crack in the door. I’m uncomfortable, cold, fearful, and confused. I am revisiting the fear of nighttime from my childhood. It’s so real. There’s something beautiful about this. Something is on the outside of my room. I travel outside. It is my Bellingham house, but different. It appears to have been flooded recently. There are puddles of murky water all around. I travel into the bathroom, and it’s larger than the real one. The toilet is missing. Later in the dream, the toilet is returned, but another toilet from a different spot in the bathroom is missing. The shower is running, but there is no sound at all. I notice this, and it disturbs me greatly. I know I’m not deaf; the rapid running water makes no sound. Senses are so real, so similar to being fearful in my bed as a child, in my old room, but different. I drift in and out of sleep in this dream, which convinces me of the reality of the dream.

Part 2:
My landlord is present, and my parents and I are in his house. It is very clean, but with old furniture, not unlike my grandparents’ old house. The house is oddly off-balanced, and my dad points this out. Soon we are at my grandpa’s old house. He has this small dog. He is uncharacteristically swearing and seems to be unaware of it, but it disturbs me and my mother. My sister Julia gives the dog a sedative and it goes limp. There is a performance that will occur at Cedar Park. There is a piano, and the stage is strangely arranged.

Part 3:
My sister Jeannette and I are at McDonald’s. I think it’s a mix of one I’ve been to in Kirkland, and the one I frequent in Bellingham. We are blocking the drive thru line, unaware of it. A man in a pickup drives in front of us and flips us off. People are getting frustrated. We drive forward and soon realize our fault here. We pull around to the back of the line. I notice many Mexican Americans in the drive thru line, but they are all on foot without a car, and some are being quite rude it seems. I’m eating some kind of overly cheesy sandwich. A woman approaches; she bears the resemblance of Rosita from The Walking Dead. She enters my car, and we begin to kiss and embrace. I’m worried that my sister is taking notice of this, but she’s disappeared from the vehicle. This girl wishes to make love but I tell her no. There may have been more to this dream sequence, but that was all I can remember.

Part 4:
Here’s where things get fairly emotional for me. I am in a wooded area with a group of people. There are very old trees with gigantic roots, and they grow in impossible shapes. It is disturbing but fascinating. This girl I am interested in, Camila, is in this dream, and I think that I am in love with her. I climb one of the trees. It twists about up through the forest so impossibly but so satisfyingly, in that I am able to climb it with ease, and I soon near the top. Our leader faces a giraffe or dinosaur-like mythical creature that soon approaches my tree and climbs it. I confront it, fearful at first, but I win the battle. Our group continues on through these woods. I feel empowered. We are now on a university campus. I run into Sam (my ex-girlfriend). We talk, argue, I try to kiss her and she angrily backs away. I think she has red hair at first. Then she has blonde hair, and she approaches a table with several of my acquaintances and someone who resembles Glenn McEvoy (my management professor). Sam with red hair is also at this table, and she seems much kinder. So there are somehow two of her here. Sam with blonde hair is making a scene and spouting off a poem and talking about some instance with us over the summer. The situation ought to be way more uncomfortable, but there is a level of understanding among us at the table, and I have these strange feelings, many of which I cannot identify. McEvoy even makes a light comment about the situation, and I respond with some clever remark. I argue with her more as I hope my current lover (Camila) approaches, but she doesn’t. Ali (a girlfriend of my friend Cameron) is there and puts her arm around me, as if she were a good friend who wishes to comfort me. Sam with blonde hair is evil to me. Sam with red hair is passive, sitting there, seeming to sheepishly say sorry for blonde Sam’s behavior.

Reflection:
4 very different, very real, very vivid situations. The first gave me feelings of fear and confusion that I haven’t experienced in quite a long time, I think since I was practically a child. The second gave me feelings of great discomfort, mainly due to my grandpa’s unusual cursing. The third gave me feelings of confidence and animalistic pleasure I also haven’t felt in a long time. The fourth at first gave me feelings of bravery and invincibility, then of profound sadness, then anger.

In these dreams, I have a sense that all the happenings are synchronistic, as I had been reading Jung’s "Synchronicity" the previous day. I felt that concepts I had read about the principle were pervading the dream somehow, and I was subtly and possibly unconsciously aware of this while dreaming. This dream world was so real, realer than anything I’ve experienced in a while. And upon waking, I wasn’t really awake for a few seconds. But I knew I must immediately take note of these dreams.

first off im new, HELLO everyone. found this site using google wondering why i cant sleep without music.

anyway, i have the craziest lucid dreams. sometimes i wake up talking to myself, crying, laughing or felt like ive never been to sleep... just my mind racing but pretty much mentally exhausted just like ive been watching the most intense awesome movie ever. no lie

so my favorite dreams is when i time travel. its nothing like any Si-Fi movie, there's no fuckin robots or aliens.. (which would be cool actually) i just happen to fall asleep into a situation either that happened in the past or i make a new one with familiar faces and walk into a different time period thru a portal/walk way or just something triggers it and at times just a blink of a eye but i never really understood the familiar faces, ill talk to whoever that person is more in my dream then in reality which is crazy to me.

so im glad i found this website, i honestly believe my dreams can be turned into tv series or just cult movies... so im excited to share some adventures

Im getting ready for bed now, im sure as hell gonna be lucid dreaming. so stay in touch with me, to read my post. im not here to lie, play games or lead anybody on. feels good to share my dreams for once, cant wait to write you in the morning of what happens.


so for now. have a awesome dream.

I was super tired yesterday, so went to bed at 8 pm - 3:20 am

DR at 11:37pm

I'm outside, but in the city. Standing with few people, when I hear a couple of sonic booms. We look up and an astronaut is sitting on a ejection-like seat, being shot up in the air. His uniform is silver or white. I understand, that he goes up maybe half way, where he will enter some kind of a vehicle and continue with that.

Couple of small, maybe 3-4 feet in diameter parachutes float down. I touch one of the canopes, that is has colored vedges on it, like a classic umbrella would. I touch it and I feel so happy, because this is such a special opportunity. Parachutes brought down small silever metallic cylinder with information. Me and some others take the parachutes and walk into a nearby building to turn them in to space scientists. (I watched Hunger Games just before bed and a very similar parachute took supplies to the players.)

I'm holding a large USB key and we are joking, that if I put that into the capsule, it would override one mission with some older mission.

Feeling from the whole dream is happiness and lighthearted joking, and something special happening.

I slept on my arm while studying and then had a dream, I was in student council of my previous university and I was talking about a topic of a physics. suddenly We heard my assistant professor of current university and I started to write on white board in the council. Then My assistant professor said: "Let I look What do you doing for your thesis". Then I found myself in my childhood house. I felt Exactly an old feeling which I experience it my childhood. I become lucid. I wish I could stay longer in this dream and fill more :'(

I can not describe my feeling! I can not.

Bathroom hunt
I'm in a long, fairly narrow room. The walls and floor are all tiled a light green, and a doctor is with me. We walk from one end of the room to somewhere near the middle, and I realize I really need a bathroom. Sheepishly, I ask her where one is, and she vaguely gestures to one side while giving instructions that I don't follow. I head off in the direction she waved in.

Now I'm walking through a large area. In front of me, off to the right, I see a doorway labeled as a single-seat bathroom. It seems odd for such a large place, but whatever. Now I'm inside the bathroom. It's a large room, at least 20'x20'. I don't understand why a single-seater would be so large, but whatever. In the middle of the wall on my right is a door, and I realize it's a second entrance. I look to see how to lock it and see a long bar - as long as the wall - which can be rotated to block the door. I rotate it into the 'locked' position and latch it. I assume that the person who works on the other side of the door must use a wheelchair.

I turn back around to lock the main door and find that a whole crowd of people is coming in. A few people are already seated on the couches, and a couple more are still standing. I kick myself for not locking the main door first, but it's too late now. I can't kick out a whole crowd, especially not when they're here for a meeting. I leave, intending to look for another bathroom.

Now I'm in a kind of food court area. All of the tables are on a giant raised platform. I make the connection that food courts always have a bathroom nearby, so I find some stairs that lead onto the platform and take them.

Now I'm walking along a wide hallway with stores on each side, looking for a sign for bathrooms. This is a mall, so one can't be too far away, though it'll probably be down an inconspicuous side hallway. Now I'm running, and I can hear my pursuers as they talk to each other. They're confused by my running style - somehow I'm using my hands as well as my feet - and amazed by my speed. They admit to each other that there's no way they'll catch me, and I thrill in my speed.


Raising the sun
I'm in my bedroom with my wife. I start talking about the book we're reading (IRL) and something I didn't agree with in the last chapter. Now I'm in the hallway outside our bedroom, and I notice that the lights are off and the light-up light switches are dark. I realize that the breaker must have blown and start to head downstairs to flip it. Now I'm in the pantry, at the breaker box. The lights are off, and I reach for my cell phone to turn on its flashlight. As soon as I touch it, the flashlight turns on, which surprises me. I don't think about it too hard, since it's what I needed anyway. I hold it up and scan the panel, looking for a flipped breaker, and find it. I turn it off, then back on. It immediately flips back off, and my other hand feels warm and goopy. I worry that the breaker might have a short and start feeling the panel for heat, but the panel is fine. I decide to go back upstairs to see if I can find what's tripping the breaker.

Now I'm walking through our entryway on the way to the stairs. I see a bright orange flash and fear that there's a fire upstairs; then I realize that the explosion was outside, across the street. I walk over to the window to look out. It's dark, and I can only vaguely make out the shapes of children playing nearby. I have a vague thought along the lines of "I can't believe how bad everything is; this must be a dream" and something clicks. I don't yet believe I'm dreaming, but I do a nose-pinch to make sure. I can still breathe, and I realize I'm dreaming.

My daytime daydream practice kicks in, and I remember what I'm supposed to do. 1) Remember and hold onto the sure knowledge that I'm dreaming. 2) Slowly rub my hands and feel the friction between them. 3) Look around myself, study my environment, and affirm that everything I'm seeing is created by my own mind. 4) Find a way outside. 5) Fly. I quickly go through steps 1-3, and I keep telling myself "This is a dream" for the rest of my dream. I'm in my entryway, so all I have to do to get outside is to open the front door. Curiously, the whole wall rotates as if it's a secret passage, but I don't really care - it opens the path to my front porch, and I go outside. It's still night, and I don't want to fly around in the dark, so I decide to pull a Truman Show and make it day. I stretch out my hands towards the horizon (I know it's not east, but I don't care), command "Sun, rise!" and lift my arms. The sun comes shooting over the horizon and disappears over my head. I turn around to see where it went, but I can't see it.

I turn back around and try again. I stretch my arms to the horizon and slowly lift them. The sun comes up with them, and I "stick" the sun to about 10 o'clock. Over the next few seconds, the sky fades from a starry black to a beautiful blue. I'm excited it worked, and I wake up. I try for a DEILD, then do another nose pinch, but I'm awake.


Fragment: My van is at the top of a driveway, and I'm doing something with the cargo in the back.

Tonight I was dreaming about flying a plane and dropping "missiles" on the ground. I observed the land and it was hazy as small explosions took up. I remember wondering in a dream what would happen if i dropped a massive Tsar bomb (nuclear weapon I watched a documentary on about a month ago) I then woke up and did a WBTB went to the restroom.

Second dream was a little bit more clear as I went to the balcony of my old apartment in which i lived long time ago in Rostov, Russia. I remember stepping out outside with my wife to the balcony and noticing the stars (DREAM SIGN) I also remember that the balcony stretching out indefinitely which was another dream sign. I also remember looking to my right and noticing that about 20 feet away from me was a black person with dreadlocks but i could not really see him really well and he was smocking a cigarette. I remember my wife swinging on the balcony back and worth as I tried to look at the stars and the forrest near us. The dream then ended.

Before bed I drank a herbal nighttime tea took relax all supplement with 600 mg of alpha GPC in a few days I will take 600 MG alpha GPC, 8 mg Galantamine and Valerian extract as it helped me get lucid and not stay awake.

Getting into some kind of a dorm. Few rooms with many beds of all different sizes. We walk in and pick our beds. I take my time picking, because I don't want it in the middle or too close to other beds. By the time I decide, the good ones are taken. So I put sheets on some that is left and go look in another room. I come back and my bed was switched for a small bed.

I start talking to a girl that tells me right off the bat that she is gay. I'm like why would you tell me, it's not important to me. She replied that it would come out anyway, so it's better this way. Her friend joins her and they both offer me a bed near them, which is pretty good location. But I'm leery. I ask them if I project gay vibes and the first girl says hesitantly "maybe a bit" or something neither confirming nor denying.

I think I'm starting to question things after last few dreams and that was reflected in this dream.

DR2:
We are walking outside around some large california houses/mansions. Some are actor's houses. They are terracotta colors, wrought iron, water fountains...

This was one of the most amazingly vivid LDs I've ever had and all thanks to my awesome boyfriend. I went to bed at 10pm, he joined me at 3am. That woke me up, but I was too sleepy to actually get up and do WBTB, so I just rolled over and immediately started dozing off. That's when he whispered to my ear: "Go lucid". And man did that work like a charm. The moment he said it I slid into the most vivid LD ever. I was walking down some hallway and everything got hyper realistic. I was so excited I could barely keep calm.

I enter a room and there's a girl named Lucy who's apparently my dream world friend. I'm telling her that I'm lucid and trying to stay calm. I remember that I should stabilize the dream - stand still, breathe slowly. It works.

I try to levitate a bit and that also works nicely, the room is not that large so I can only jump into the air and then softly float around or land on my feet again. I've never felt this AWAKE in my life.

I want to try to create something in that dream world but for the love of me I can't come up with anything I should do. Still too excited. I ask Lucy and she says "Well why don't you float up to the ceiling and create a little landscape on this floor here." (By the way my bf pointed out her name to me this morning when I woke up - Lucy/Lucid. Coincidence? )

I try to float up but my body seems to be too heavy and I'm still kind of sinking back to the floor. Out of the blue Lucy faints, it's like her consciousness gets knocked out. I come to her and try to wake her up, but there's just her lifeless body lying on the floor. At this point it feels like I'm losing the lucidity.

I walk around the house and find what I consider to be her actual real life body sleeping in bed. I don't want to wake her up so I go to my room, find my bed and sit in it. Then I remember that the one thing I always wanted to do in a LD was to meditate.

I sit in a lotus position and close my eyes. Immediately I'm sucked into this vast black void, it physically feels like I sunk hundreds of meters deep into my mind. There's nothing but blackness but also this amazing clarity. I have thoughts but they don't matter, everything is just so ... clear.

There's a lot of energy, like everything resonates with it, it's the matter of my mind and it's myself and it feels so awesome. I don't know how long I linger there, but then I wake up into a non lucid dream. I feel like there's an intruder in the house.

I get up and go check the hallway. Noone. At this point it's just a regular dream. I walk over to Lucy's bedroom and wake her up to tell her about my LD. She seems excited about it but her dad won't let me speak and keeps talking about his comic books.....?

And then I wake up.

This was the best LD ever since the first one I had 10 years ago

1. I was walking home from the area where my bank is at. Multiple people whom I didn't know were walking in the same direction as me. It was nighttime and rather quiet. Suddenly I thought to myself, "Why am I walking so slow and why am I even walking home in the first place? Is this a dream?" I ask. Now I become lucid, but I look at my tattoo just to make sure. Immediately I notice that my tattoo is insanely smaller than usual, the font is different, and it is now near my tri-cep/elbow area of my arm. It took me only seconds to notice all of this and I was on my way. "What should I do?" I thought to myself. I start running and just looking at my surroundings. I see that there is a mexican grill in front of me, and there are lights surrounding this building. "Oh, I gotta get that time dilation watch" I said to myself. Just then I manifest a trail of light that will lead me to the watch, and indeed, a glowing yellow neon trail appears at my feet.
I start following it with a quick pace, and soon I find myself running once more. Suddenly my pace started to pick up without my intention of doing so and I was now running incredibly fast and also sliding at times to get to my destination. At one point, I could see ahead of me that the trail actually went into the ground. As I looked exactly where it went into the ground, I saw that the area of the ground that it went into was transparent. Because of this transparency, I could see below into another "level" of the dream? Or Earth maybe? It was rather confusing. In this other "level" of ground I saw a smooth clean tennis court that resembled something out of a video game. While still maintaining an incredibly fast running pace, I jumped and dove head first into the transparent part of the ground with the intention of going through. While doing so I manifested music and musical effects into the dream. As I went through the ground I heard futuristic electronic noises. Seconds later I "awoke" in my bed.
I immediately grabbed my Dream Journal from the side of my bed(I haven't used an actual notebook to journal in over a year) and I start writing stuff down. About a minute later I lay back down and within seconds find myself in another dream. I'm now in Walmart. In front of me there is a large kiosk with interesting looking products on it. Suddenly I become aware of how the current situation is odd and I once more ask myself, "Is this a dream?". I then become lucid and decide to look at the products at this kiosk. As I walk right up to the kiosk I pass a coworker I know and she says "hey" to me with which I reply to with a "hey" back and continue on my way.
I kneel down and see that these products are something I've never seen before. I have no idea how to describe them. I can say however, that each product had a word on it. One product had "Wealth" written on it, another had "Health" written on it, another had "Happiness" written on it. None of these products really interested me, except for the health one. I look a little to my right and see another product labeled "Sleep and dreaming". I pick up the health product and then grab the sleep and dreaming one out of curiosity to see what I can do with them.
Suddenly I am transported to some sort of busy market street where I am getting shot at from almost every direction except for directly behind me. I see tons of bullets fly past me and I have no idea what is going on. I attempt to "pause" the situation, and as I do so, a pause menu pops up and takes up my view. Though this menu is now fully taking up my view, I am still being shot at and nothing has been paused at all. Through the transparent pause menu I can see this clearly and I can also see that I am losing health extremely fast from looking at my health bar on my HUD.
Within seconds I lose all of my health and die. Everything just suddenly fades to black and this time I actually awake in my waking life bed. "Holy shit" I think to myself as I make a note to remember everything I had just dreamt as I turn over and fall back asleep.
Suddenly I am back in Walmart and have just walked out of the backroom. "Why am I here? I'm off today? Is this a dream?" I said out loud. Instantly I knew that it was and started on my mission: to find A. I see my manager Treyvon a few feet ahead of me. "Hey trey, have you seen A?" I ask him while unintentionally yelling. "Yeah she's right over there" he says as he points over to the cosmetics area of the store. I take off and start running over to the cosmetics area. Suddenly I see a girl with black hair. "That looks like it could be her" I think to myself. I go up to this girl, but as she turns to look at me I realize that it is not her. "Have you seen A?" I ask this random girl who is about my age and rather short.
"Yeah she just went down this aisle" she told me as we walked onto the aisle she pointed at. Just then I see her. She's wearing a tan long sleeve shirt and black leggings. Her black purse is on her shoulder, and overall she is looking fine and fancy. Seconds later A looks right at me and instantly we start walking towards each other. Now we are standing not even a foot apart, and I'm just looking into her dreamy blue eyes. "Wow" I say out loud. I notice that she seems mad/annoyed by the look on her face. Suddenly I get a really really strong notion that she's mad at me for not coming to her earlier. A then turns to walk away, but she only takes one step before I grab her by the arm(softly). "Woah wait, you're not going anywhere yet" I tell her. I then pull her in for a kiss and she doesn't fight it. As my lips are literally inches away from hers, the dream starts destabilizing and everything quickly goes black and I wake up.

Note: in this entire dream chain, each dream was crystal clear and as usual, felt hyper-realistic.

Had 2 awesome dreams. LOVE YOU my most awesome subC!

Dream day before yesterday:

Before 2:26 am. Bed around 8-9 pm.

I am in a highrise building, in someones apartment. 2 kids are laying down at the window. Bottom part of the window is the type when you pull on the handles in upper corners with both hands, the top of the window tilts inward.

Nothing is happening until I think that it could be dangerous. That's when the girl kinda partially rolls out the window. Another female in the room rushes to her and as she slides down on the floor to her, she body slams her and pushes her even more out. Now I'm holding the girl only by her hair when her hands lose grip on the window edge and I watch her fall for what seems like 100 stories to the ground.

Normally I get a gut wrenching feeling when someone or I get too close to the window and I think they may fall. But this time I felt bed, but not overwhelmingly. I had the feeling that this is more of a "letting go of a bad idea, or a current situation" rather than someone being in danger.

Dream remembered at 2:26 am
I am slowly walking with the crowds through some attraction park, like a brewery. We get to a point with signs pointing to being an audience in a Talk Show in the left and right for the tour. I walk to the right.

Someone ahead of me is shooting people. We all start to rush in another direction. Cops are blocking our way, questioning if the shooting we report is for real. I turn different way and I'm making my way through other people in this corridor that's outside, with concrete walls on two sides. I come to a narrow doorway. I see another shooter pointing his shotgun at me. I yell "shooter"and I lay down by the left wall, trying to cover myself out of the view.

But another guy holding the torch walk slowly towards me and lights my shirt on fire. I play dead hoping he leaves before I get seriously hurt. But he moves the torch to my head and lights my hair on fire. I start to feel the pain. When he moves the torch to my torso again, I grab his stick and his arm and I beat him to the ground.

People around me get upset that I beat him. But after I wake up I'm feeling great for protecting myself and not letting this a-hole hurt me. I know my subC is awesome and it had helped me out of the pickle many times in non-lucids and lucids alike. And this time was no different. Thank you!!!

Dream last night. Divergent, slave, spoil of war.

I'm in a tall house, looking out the windows. We are under attack by some mysterious creatures. When we get outside, they attack us. They look like guinea pigs : ) We pick them up, they roll up and we roll them away from us. So adorable.

Same large group of us is now walking away. A woman comes to me and whispers in my ear, that she is taking me as her bed mate and companion. I'm shocked but go along with it, thinking how is this even a thing? But I had a feeling from the beginning that I belong to someone or some group, like in Divergent. (finally a Divergent inspired dream. Somehow that movie really really made an impression on me and I'm fascinated by it)

We are walking towards their place of hiding. Among some ruins, we have to cross a sinking floor. So we are filling it with rocks and spreading some sheets on the ground to make it stop from sinking like quick sand.

As we first entered the complex, everybody was cautious and quiet. Something was coming but I didn't know what. They told me monkeys will attack us if we don't stay calm. Everybody got a piece of fried chicken to calm the monkeys down with it. I take a bit out of mine and I tell a monkey that's starting to look at me menacingly to "stop". And it does. I feel powerful. But as a slave or captured person. This woman comes to me and again whispers to me that I am hers for a bed and for life.

Walking through some old stone steps, old walls and doors. Come to a row of doors, ours is #28. I read the numbers but they stop at #26. Not sure where to go.

Then we go to mingle with others, like a party after some action. Matt Damon walks in and everybody knows him He is part of our group. I think I remember using my phone camera.

I am in an orchestra I play in.
BREAK


I run outside onto my back lawn and people say 'Look!'
I look upwards at the night sky and see Neptune and a bright blue star.
I realise I am dreaming. People say 'Why lucid dream when this is here?'
I sight Mars and terraform it.
It looks like Earth.
BREAK

Then I was in an intergalactic conference about how humans on different planets had evolved so much they were different species. Should breeding be allowed?

The result was me waking up.

A fun little dream about resolving the conflicts of an island of bees. Also, couldn't be on recently due to family stuff.
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It starts off with me and a group of friends sailing, when we see an island with orange pillars. We decide to check it out, and land at the shore. When we were closer, it was obvious that the pillars were giant honeycombs, arranged in the shape of a maze. Just off the shore, there are giant rocks.

A bee flies by, before noticing me.

"Intruders!" It shouted.

A cloud of bees formed. Instead of sailing away like smart people, we ran through the honeycombs. We paid no mind to the walls, running through them, breaking them. After running for a while, we fell off a sudden cliff. The bees were no longer pursuing us, and no one had been injured.

Night fell. We lit a campfire and chatted for a while. The scene shifts. A blue bee appears in front of me. It began to speak.

"Hello, would you mind helping us defeat our enemies?"

The scene shifts. We're back at the shore, but the honeycombs are turning blue. We had succeeded in helping the blue bees defeat the normal bees. We leave the island, bidding farewell to the blue bees.

I wake up.

this dream was very real, and I have heavily attached emotions to this dream... I feel like I lived, and experienced it....

here it is,

It was a bright sunny day, and me and my boyfriend tristen, we're having car troubles. We were in a run down gas station with his car broke down and I even remember the theme colors on the gas staion. Blue and yellow. Tristen told me he was going to find some help, because no one at the gas station was to be seen. We were in a very rural area. Just one intersection and the gas staion was on the corner of it. Both roads didn't seem to of led anywhere. So he just went down the road he saw a house on. He walked to this house, it was maybe a quarter/half mile away. I waited at the gas station for about an hour... I was getting worried at this point and thought I should go find tristen. Not to mention I was alil scared and eerie* and I felt in danger. After about 20 minutes contimplating what to do or just hoping I'd see Tristen walking back. I made the decision to go to the house he was going to.

As I got closer to the house, I saw 8 people out on the front yard, it also had a very long driveway. There were 2 young kids. One little girl about age 6 (I assume) and her brother, which was about age 10. There were 5 grown men sitting on the picnic table in front of the house. The house was a very beaten up trailer. And then... there was "The Man".. this man was the 'leader' or, for better words, the father. He was the authority of that whole group of people. He had a medium sized lumber jack beard with a beaten up dirty T-shirt and highly intoxicated. I appoach the people and I already knew I wasn't going to leave. They all looked at me like a piece of meat. The kids stood back intimidated and worried. I approached The Man and said, "have you seen my boyfriend? Hes has blonde hair, blue eyes.. hes said he was going to come here for help? can I please use your phone to call a tow truck? We're stranded and I don't know where I am. Where am I?" He looks at me with a grin... a disgusting grin. "No," he replies. "You're not going anywhere." Angerly. Once he said that I felt my heart sink to my bum. All my bad feelings/intuitions were going to be right.. I took a step back, looking at him scared for my life. "It's okay little girl, sit down." He said. I slowly sit down. He asks me "So do you have a cell phone?". I did have my phone but the service wouldn't work. I could call 911 If I just got one bar. So I replied, "No.. but I should go look for my boyfriend he's been missing for over 2 hours."and he strikes back, violently standing up from the picnic table "I fucking told you, you little bitch, you aren't going anywhere. Just like your poor poor boyfriend hahaha." At this moment I KNEW I wouldn't be able to leave... I pissed him off... he now just told me what he's was trying to not tell me... that he had my boyfriend and he wasn't okay..I say "please! don't hurt him! please just let us go! we just wanted help! We didn't mean to disrupt you!! I didn't see anything I promise!" The Man replies snickering in immusment, " you really think I'd let you leave bitch." He puches me in the jaw and knocked me out..

now I've been knocked out before and I know what it feels like.. and in this dream I really felt like I was knocked out... it was so surreal.
Anyways, I wake up in this room that had actual car seats surrounding the walls of the room. I saw an old dog that looked like he was on his last leg (about to died soon). The walls looked like there was black mold on them. Black patches all over the walls. The smell is so vivid too, it smelt of dog urine and feces along with visual poop and pee stains. There was baby girl clothes strung out all over the dark green carpet. to my left behind me was a closet... I get up and start frantically searching for Tristen. I got to the closet and moved around so clothes on the floor and I see Tristen huddled up in this secret compartment joining the room next to this one. I tell him "it's okay baby! I'm here! We'll get out of this!! I have my phone!" Tristen looks up at me and says defeated "you shouldn't of came here... he's going to know you have your phone..." I look at him with shock, because he really didn't look happy or relieved to see me, not even in the slightest. He seemed defeated.

Not long after he had told me I "shouldn't of came here", I heard footsteps coming closer, and closer. I quickly went back to were I was last positioned before I woke up and proceeded to pretend like I was still knocked out. The Man walked into the room and said, "hey little girl," in a sweet tone, "get up, I know your awake." At this point I know he's smarter than me... like it was a plan almost... an unexpected plan, A fantasy coming true. So I rise up and he grabs my arms and starts shaking me and screaming things I couldn't understand, because I was so scared all I was thinking about was, I'm going to die here in this room. He let go of me and "collected" himself. Then he got really close to my face and said, "do you have a cell phone?" Tristen, right now, is now outside the closet and he must not be able to move very well cuz I saw him struggling to get up. He wanted him to stop. I replied to The Man, "no... " I look at Tristen and he nods to me, indicating he knows and to give it up.

The Man raises his eyebrow just starred at me like he was thinking of all the sick things he'd do to me... but also saw him getting more and more pissed. I tell The Man "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Here take it! Please just let us go!" The Man then replied "oohh.. you naughty little girl." In a sexual tone. The Man's face turned to sick and twisted and amused, to straight anger and resentment. I grabs my arm very tightly. I could almost feel my arm bruising. he drags me out to the front yard and in the mean time he ordered one of the men sitting at the picnic table to grab Tristen. The Man said very Angerly, "kids come now!!! Line up!!! We have a liar here!" He lines me and the two kids up side by side while my boyfriend watchs. He grabs a cigar cutter from the bare picnic table and proceeds to go down the line, forcing the kids to stick their finger in the cutter. He didn't cut their finger off.. seemed as if it was a scare tactic. He gets to me and he smiles with such satisfaction, and says "you know what we do to liars in this house?"... I reply, "...n-n-no.."* He grabs my ring finger and shoves it in the cigar cutter and says "well you will now." He cuts my finger off.

I swear to God I've never felt such pain before in my life. I held my nub of a finger and I tried covering up the wound. It was so so sooo surreal, my hand was shaking, and it looked so realistic. He then took us back to that same disgusting room. He threw me to the ground and I just remember shaking and my body's adrenaline, I was in panic. I look at Tristen I tell him, "we are getting out of this place tonight." There was 1 small window. We could fit through it if we tried.. everything was pretty quiet after that. The Night set in and I knew if i didn't do this correctly then I was going to get us killed. The window was nail shut. I though if I could just get those nails out, we could actually do this. I started to wiggle out a nail that wasnt in all the way and once I got it out I used it to take the other ones. Once all the nails were out, I look at tristen, nod, and he knew it was time. I very very verrryyyyy slowly lifted the window up. Less then centemeters at a time. Finally after about 20 minutes I got the window open.. I tell tristen to go first so I know that he is safe..

we made a plan to run as far as we could in the other direction of the house. Tristen makes it out of the window okay and I quickly followed. Everything seemed so real.. I could remember smells, touches, tastes, and vivid voices. We both made it out safe. All I remember is running and running and being so out of breath. then all the suddenly I woke up. Sweating, crying, heart racing* (like just ran a mile) and confused as to where I was.