memorable

early:
+ (f) backpack in the bed of the pickup truck, I need to move things into the cab in order to be able to drive

+ (impression) in a large house, flying around, people around

+ friend MR is learning to play <my instrument>. It's going to be a while before he can play a duet with me because he's just starting. I think about/see a mouthpiece.

+ (f) with a guy stopping at a place that has a restaurant and a convenience store. The convenience store is really crowded, this is a good location with a lot of traffic.

later:

+ Sitting at a bar counter talking with a guy telling him all about double buffering, 2d vs. 3d, vertical retrace. Leave and encounter a guy I worked with a long time ago, we're going off again to solve a problem we solved 20 years ago.

There's a little dog who barks out something that sounds like "Bad dog!", which makes me laugh.

Talking about a piece of software, the question is how to save the images. Should the app save the image in the resource section of the executable or somewhere else? Then the view changes to a large athletic field at a University. Still a thought remains about the application. It's early morning but the sky is clear, no clouds. I notice down towards the end of the fence around the field is a topless girl. I think they're out to catch some sun. I get the impression of naked girls around the fence.

Spoiler for a bit risque:

Moving up towards the university, there is a narrator telling about how the standards of fallen. Inside is the art room of a (dead?) painter in the university. I think he was just an "old goat" who liked to use his profession to get close to nude models and paint their pubic region. Several close-ups of female models pubic region with sculpted and artistic pubic hair arrangements: leaves, flowers, abstract shapes.

+ (semi-epic) lying on couch, head towards the middle (pointing towards dining room) and suddenly a full-sized adult pig jumps up on the couch and snuggles in right next to me, I'm lying almost on top of it. It's head is facing the other way. I'm touching it's bristly skin. I think "pigs make great pets!". I look back and notice my mom is leaning up against the end of the couch, the pig's face is pushed up against her. I get a creepy feeling that she is enjoying the pig "too much."

I get off the couch and I'm flea-combing my cat and dog (switches between them). I'm putting the fleas into a bowl of warm soapy water from the comb. One flea jumps off the comb on to the carpet and I'm trying to catch it. It's hopping 2-3 inches very quickly and the carpet is making it very hard to see and catch it. I eventually run the comb through the carpet and pick it up and quickly move it into the water. The flea is walking along the surface and I'm trying to dunk it down. My cat gets up and walks away. I feel something brush against my back.

I look around the carpet and notice that it is dotted with a number of small (3-4 inches) shallow pools of water, in which are swimming a bunch of little fish. I stand up and notice that covering this floor of the house a 3-4 inch deep layer of water. I go to the dining room and look out the sliding glass door and see that the entire area is flooded with water right up to the level of the deck [which makes it a biblical flood since my childhood home is at an elevation of about 1000 ft.]. I go back out the front door and see the edges of the flood poking in to the front yard. I run upstairs and call to my parents to come and see the flood. I'm thinking I hope my dad will help me with the sandbags.

My dad comes downstairs but looking out the sliding glass door the water is gone. Looking more carefully I see the water level is lower and suddenly while I'm watching it drops another 100 feet or more and I call out "did you see that!?". I'm calling urgently to my dad to come to the living room to see the pools of fish there. He moves slowly and I keep calling him to hurry. He gets there and it seems that some bowls of fish have spilled and the fish are flopping there but the pools are mostly gone. I ask my dad if he's going to clean up the tadpoles I see lying in a place on the carpet but he indicates he does not want to.

back to sleep / sleep inertia:

+ baseball play: bunt, many replays, the runner was clearly safe on first, I demand (hope?) that there will be a review and the inning will be allowed to continue. The first base coach tells the runner "get back on base!" The runner cannot rely on hearing (the ball?) and should run to first base at top speed.

+ sitting with girls outside on chair, I'm about to sit down at a table and a girl sneaks in and takes my seat. one gets up and brushes up against me moving past me and a bit of her breast runs across my hand.

+ in my cousin's house, the book about diamonds in a bookshelf with many books, I think if you read all these books you'd know a lot of things, should I go upstairs?, there's a girl up there, but maybe going up there would be conspicuous.

+ talking about illegal garbage dumping and avoiding discovery in the back garden under the drainpipe with lots of drops of water coming down

+ going for a walk with wife and son and leaving the park through a private garden of someone we know who's quite wealthy whom I hear talking through their open front door, my wife sees a plant she wants to have so she pulls off a leaf (it's sort of a lettuce plant) and I get nervous we'll be discovered. I prepare a statement in a foreign language talking about their "former baseball team" (prior dream?). There are very beautiful flowers of all sizes lining the stairs that we're climbing to the road, in particular the yellow roses are lovely.

Outside the garden on the street, across the street I see that our car (where I remember it being parked) is now tightly surrounded by very expensive big cars like Range Rovers. There must be a mafia meeting or something now. I keep looking but just can't see our car. We go around to the side and our car is there apparently, a convertible, and my wife gets in and some old Asian women get in and one takes my spot in the front seat, I will need to ask her to move.

D1 - A man with black hair and glasses and a long tan trench coat (he plays villain in a lot of my dreams, he's ok at it), is at a counter trying to pretend to be somebody else to get money or something. The worker, an old man round man with white hair and spectacles is dealing with him.
He starts to give the villain a phone number and is half way through when I use mind control thinking "no no..don't do it!" He stops in his tracks realising this man may not be as genuine as he thought. The man gets very agitated and starts to kick off. He somehow manages to get hold of something and leaves.
Outside is a cobblestone street and shops and some houses, leading to a archway into a courtyard. There are lots of general public about but I notice a load of school girls in brown uniforms. I use mind control to take them over and set them after the villain. He is accousted in the courtyard and they drag him away with little fuss, there are lots of them
I get them to hurt him but then a part of me wakes up to the fact that I shouldn't be hurting dream characters as they are a part of myself.
With this new intent I re-enter the dream and find the villain escaping down a tunnel leading to the subway. He disappears round a corner, so I use telekinesis to drag him out. He comes flying out. At this point I get lucid, everything feels different and lighter. The guy who looks slightly different now comes at me Oo. I freeze up a bit but have the courage to try and hug my mad(?) assailant. His expression changes ansd he opens his arms to hug me breifly but then lucidity and the dream fade.

D2 -Outside my parents house (as it was many years ago) my brother is in the garden at night. Inside the lights are on. The fuel storage has been set a light by me. I realise inside is also stored framed photographs of the schoolgirls with somekind of official form and signature. I put ourt the fire and hope the damage is not to great though I can see some are burnt round the edges :/

D3 - At school I have not prepared the kids properly for some kind of school performance. Other teacher is running through some basic routine, I am planning on being off sick. Class run through basic routine but their is some swearing.

Dream One - I am on a raft on a river, using a long stick to push against the bottom of the river to steer and move the raft. There is a young girl on the raft, she's maybe between 5 and 7 with long blond hair that's curly at the ends. She looks a bit like my daughter, but in the dream I know she is not my little girl. I am trying to take her home, though I don't know where her home is. I pass a man standing in the water neck deep, and in the dream I know him and say hello to him. He wishes me a good day as we pass, and I wave to another person who is also standing neck deep in the water farther down stream, but I steer the raft to shore here. There is a factory by the river, I don't remember what it made but I think it was either a snack food factory or a soft drink factory. The little girl and I walk past the factory and up a sparsely wooded hill that's almost big enough to be a small mountain. At the top there is a multistory brick building and we go inside b/c I feel drawn towards it. I walk into a room and feel the familiar presence of K, but there is no one in the room. I feel the pulling in my chest and follow it to a secret brick passage way. The tunnel turns left a couple time and leads up to a room maybe 8 feet wide by 10 feet long. There is a single twin sized bed to the left and a circular window to the right. On the bed lies K asleep. I walk over to him, smile, then bend over to kiss him awake. He wakes up, rubs his face, and asks me how I found him. I reply to him that I felt him and that I am a very determined person. The little girl speaks up now, and tells me that he is her daddy and that he protects her mommy and keeps her safe. I feel a brief flash of jealousy that I haven't seen him in my dreams in ages and it must because he's taking care of someone else. The flash of jealousy fades very quickly though as I remind myself that I've also stopped the constant search in my dreams and waking reality for the last few years. I turn to the window and absent mindedly ask the girl who her mother is. I wake up before I get an answer.

Dream Two - I am trying to buy pizza at Pizza Hut, but when I go to pay I remember I forgot my wallet at home. They are going to go ahead and make the pizza b/c I know the manager and they trust me, and I am going to go get my wallet while the pizza is cooking to pay when I pick it up. A little girl in the lobby with dark hair about 4 or 5 is playing with my bike, but hands it to me as soon as I walk over. I get back to the tall brick building, only I forget where I am going and ride my bike down the stairs. There are two older ladies talking about a mental health patient at the bottom of the stairs. Overhearing them, I realize I was supposed to go up and turn around to go back up the stairs. When I make it to the apartment I remember in the dream as being K's, I walk in to find a woman from work there going through both his and my wallets by a table that has pictures of he and I. Strangely, his hair is dark instead of it's normal blonde. I confront her, and she says she needs the money and he's too nice to tell her no even if she had asked for the money, and takes two bank cards from his wallet. She throws my bank card at me and tells me she doesn't need mine, she'll make do with his, and leaves me standing there speechless at her blatant rudeness and thievery. I feel bad because confronting her with words didn't stop her, and I know that K won't be mad at me because he knows I am bad with confrontation and standing my ground, and that makes me feel even worse. I go back to the pizza place to pay for my pizza, but the pizza isn't ready yet, so I walk into the store next door to kill time looking around instead of sitting in the lobby and wallowing in how bad I felt for letting his cards get stolen by someone I knew. I see the woman from work in the store, and confront her once again. She tosses one of the cards at me telling me she already used that one for lunch so I can have it back, but she still needs the other one for her shopping. I jump on her and try to wrestle the second card back from her, and wake up.

Dream Three - I am at my dead Grandparents house, down in the garden. There is a group of 10 - 20 men marching behind me in black leather armor with gold studs and rings. We are each carrying a cut Christmas tree. I slam my tree's cut trunk down into the ground trying to make it stand on it's own, but it falls over. One of the men behind me laughs and tells me I have to use my true power, my human form won't plant that tree. I try again, this time reaching within to find the feeling of control and power that will allow me to shove the trunk of the tree into the ground, and further more cause the tree to take root from the cut end. The men behind me do the same until we have a small forest in an almost tear drop shape. I turn back towards them and start to walk between them, until I meet in the middle with the dark haired K who is still carrying his tree. Together we walk back to the front of the formation where he plants his tree at the very point of the tear drop formation and cries out, "For Asgard!" I grow wings, jump into the air and fly above the men to the center of the formation once again, this time drawing a glowing line with my finger that opens a large swirly purple portal. I cry out, "It's the second coming of Asgard!" and wake up.

I did it!!! I think. Haha.

Here's the dream:

I'm collecting something? Searching through a pile of trash. I'm acting out a part for a kid at a festival. I don't have to - but I want to.

I'm repeating the same puzzle over and over. There's a shower I keep trying to take, but my teammates are there and they make fun of me while I'm naked and it embarrasses me.

Then, I'm on a different level and we have to complete certain challenges. There's a magazine at the beginning of the level that is full of Tenchi Muyo information. It talks about a second Tenchi Muyo movie, which I think is stupid. I flip through the pages quickly, admiring the art. My team loses because I'm distracted.

The next round, I'm determined to redeem myself. I run past a Charr (guild wars 2 race) and hop onto platforms like a jumping puzzle. I reach a point where I enter a room that is hot pink and glowing. My friends from high school are there.

I get lucid. My friends and I talk excitedly about dreaming and how we are all sharing a dream. They tell me the room is a different color for each of them. One of them who I am fighting with in waking life hugs me and it makes me intensely uncomfortable.

I rub my hands to stabilize the dream and add clarity. I remember The Dreamcatcher Society and decide I want to try it out. I'm reluctant because I'm attached to the current dream plotline but I don't know when the next time I'll be able to try this is.

I walk over to the wall where there is a white panel. I slide it to the side and there is a door behind it. I push through.

The room I end up in looks like an old Englishman's study, with and old couch and two armchairs and the whole room is lit by a fireplace which is where the door I just walked through is. My dad and his siblings are all sitting on the seats around the room. I can't tell if we are in a castle or not, but I keep going with it.

I go to the coffee table in the middle of the seats. It's very cluttered with books, magazines, and other objects. There is a small flask which looks like a glass potion bottle. I pick it up and drink it.

It tastes AWFUL. Sour, smells like bad chicken broth, and there are chunks of I don't know what. Luckily, it's only a shot's worth.

My dad is talking the whole time but I can't understand him - it's like Charlie Brown's teacher.

I look over to the wall and walk to it. It's another panel. I push it to the side and walk through the secret door. It's another room, exactly like the one I just walked from, except no one is in it. It's very quiet. I'm supposed to find something about myself that I didn't know before, so I start looking around.

I find a small hallway. Through it I step into a room that has a small old CRT television playing a cartoon that reminds me of coyote and roadrunner from Looney Toons. The story is incoherent and keeps going from one weird thing to the next. I don't think it's what I'm looking for, so I leave this room and go into another.

In this room, there is a Vietnamese woman standing at a desk working a sewing machine with a pile of clothes next to her on the table. The room is lit fluorescently, much different than the warm light of the study before.

When I get close to her, she turns to me and starts speaking to me. It's English, but I still can't understand her. I listen anyway and keep looking at her.

She finishes, I leave the room and decide to run down the hallway. Immediately it feels like there are two demon dogs chasing me. I can hear barking behind me and the hallway around me is getting dark and I'm scared.

I tell myself to wake up and I do.

think it counts?

in the war zone, perhaps more recent one in Afghanistan
a group of soldiers found a severed female head
they took the head as a prize
they died one by one
the last two remained soldiers decided to find two labours to dump the head and bury the head under ground
the ground was muddy
Sometime later (after the soldiers were gone), someone found the head again while digging underground
the dead eyes looked as if it were looking directly into their souls
so they ran
at some point later, a kid was inside the compound, inside of the house
and the ghost of that severed head was above him whom was lying on his bed
he was about to get woopydydoo!
then all of sudden
i was in another dream room in a more futuristic world.
all of the severed head were in her dreams
there was a doctor, her mother, a cage above which contained what it looked like severed head toy
they looked outside to see how the weather
nice sunny, futuristic looking landscape, buildings flying cars etc..

Alright, I'm really itchin' to go so I won't write much.

I created (or found?) this new species of animal that was similar to a rhino. I got to sort of make up the taxonomy for it/what phylum/class/order/etc I wanted it to go in (even if it didn't quite fit for a rhino-like creature). Once I decided, it sort of changed a bit to fit the taxonomy I decided on.

There was a rabbit-like creature that had "shadow" powers that basically enabled it to double-jump. It could also spray like a skunk. It was trying to get away from these barbaric carnivores, and there was a timer in the bottom middle of my vision, like a video game. When the timer ran out, the carnivores were no longer allowed to pursue the rabbit, so it just had to evade them for that long. (Like, two or three minutes I think.) However, when the timer had about 5 seconds left, the rabbit got cocky, and the carnivores caught it with one second left on the clock. He panicked, then.

A person I was at TK with (can't say names, but for my own reference: she was transferred to our lodge because of a "physical altercation" and she wore a grey sweatshirt with her hair in a bun) was in my dream at some point, and she used this "outdated" device that was about, uh, like, 2/3 the size of a brick. It was white, and it was some sort of communication/sensing device, but I don't really remember what it did now. She was in the same dream as a person who I think may have also been from TK (loud voice one who likes red velvet cake and hockey?) who wanted me to back them up as they went into this criminal place where they worked in case their colleagues decided to jump them. She would walk onto this glowing colored square and disappear (apparently to her workplace), and I was to follow if she didn't come out after a little bit.

Another time I find myself in this bathroom which is apparently a navy bathroom or something, at, like, a navy base or something, and it's freaking me out. Everything's wet, there's a whole bunch of growth on the floor lining the bath and lining a lot of other things. There's an extremely sticky reddish substance (kinda like old tree sap now that I look back on it, but even more of it comes off on you) at the base of the neck of the sink. When I look in the mirror, I see that I have a horrific wound on the right side of my forehead, though I can't feel it. It's as if the skin was ripped off roughly. It's old now, but still exposed. I don't touch it half out of disgust/horror and half just in case it might make it hurt. There are unbelievably large zits (maybe more like white boils?) on my forehead to the left of the wound. I guess they were about the size of, uh, like, an entire eraser from a pencil? Like when you pull it out? Maybe a bit bigger. Anyway- and lining my left jaw was some sort of greenish growth- like barnacles or mold, like an extremely infected wound. My hair was long, unkempt, and greasy/wet. I had to push it out of the way to look at the growth on my jaw and the wound on my forehead. I popped my zits at some point.

I was eventually let out of the bathroom to a spartan (in decoration, not time period), grey room that was apparently part of this navy base. It wasn't so disgusting, and it was a little less dim than the bathroom. I'm apparently let out by Matt Young, an improv guy who's a part of some podcasts I listen to. There with him is the rest of the people who form Improvised Star trek, all in their Star Trek outfits. They're apparently improvising a scene, so I begin to improv with them, and I think I may have even thought that my wounds and stuff were "just improv".

At some point I'm in this green yard in the daytime. Like, we're outside my house, but the yard is much bigger and flatter. Me and some other people are under this white, open, tent/tarp or whatever, and I don't remember what we're doing. These creatures that kinda look like big, stocky, capybara-ish people walk over. I don't know their intent, but one of them comes towards me with open arms. The people I'm with say I shouldn't interact with them, but I'm curious and hopeful. However, it turns out the "open arms" gesture led to picking me up over their shoulder and carrying me off. I call for help and my friends begrudgingly save me.

Aaaand THAT'S the SHORT version!

25/12/15: Some pretty detailed dreams .

Dream 1: I was a teenage or twenty-so girl and I started working at a hospital. I walked through a bit of a tiered garden at then walked into the hospital. I got shown around the hospital a bit and then I started working there. After a little while though I started getting a bit suspicious about the hospital, the patients seemed to be held there against their will and it seemed more like an experimental mental asylum than an ordinary hospital. I confronted my supervisor and asked him about it. He got very defensive and threatened me unless I kept silent about this. I agreed, but my conscience wouldn't allow me to keep silent about this so I ran out of the building and tried to get help from the local people. The town I ran out into was sort of like Venice, with tiered layers and canals. I ended up getting dragged into some big boat race along the canals along with almost a hundred other people. I think that if I won the race then I would have the platform to tell everyone about the injustices going on at the hospital. The boats were large yachts with a single mast, everything made out of polished wood, and the canals were extremely crowded with boats jostling each other for position. I'm not sure what happened with the race, but I remember seeing some of the hospital staff chasing after me on the shore.

Dream 2: I went into a cave in a sandy desert, alone. I thought there was nothing in the cave, but I soon found a trapdoor at the back. I climbed through and went down the ladder, and after 20 metres or so A large cavern opened up. There was a huge open area surrounded by red-brown rock with rows and rows of computers and people milling about everywhere. A large screen on the other side of the cavern was partially covered by a large missile, and I realised this was a secret weapons bunker. I heard voices coming from beneath me, so I silently crawled down a bit of the ladder until I came upon a door going into the wall. The door was slightly ajar and inside was a meeting room with half a dozen people in it. 2 of the people were talking about how they had just perfected the nuclear decay ratio and they would be ready to launch the missile in 24 hours. I gasped. this was a nuclear bunker! I clambered back up the ladder and ran out of the cave to try and warn people about the impending disaster.

The scene jumped a little and I was at a McDonalds with a couple of friends, talking with them and trying to figure out what to do. Our plan of action lied with talking with some super powerful guy who was behind a locked door in the McDonalds, but we would have to defeat his minions first before he would allow us to speak with him. I knew that there was a special vial containing 3 fire demons down at the lake, so I ran out to get them. I fished my fingers underneath the water and found the 3 vials, surprised at how easily I had found them. I ran back to the McDonalds and met back up with the others and asked a staff member to let us into the locked room. He begrudgingly agreed, and we walked in full of trepidation. Beyond the door was a small, dark room with a single light bulb illuminating a door on the other side of the room. That door slowly swung open and a horde of ghosts swarmed through. I threw down the vials on the floor, but as they broke some yellow stuff crackled around them and they didn't really form like they were supposed to. Realizing we would be killed if we stayed in there we sprinted out and slammed the door shut. I was really shook up by this, but one of my friends suggested that the radiation I had received in the bunker was messing up the stuff around me. I had begun feeling sick from the effects of radiation poisoning and I knew my time was short.

Luckily, as I walked outside I saw my Chinese teacher and a few of the people from the class. I ran over to them and quickly explained the situation to them, begging the teacher to drive me back to the bunker. He agreed and soon I was back in the cave. My sickness was getting worse and I knew I didn't have much time. I wasn't sure what I was going to do but I started going back down the ladder to the cavern. This time I went all the way down to the ground floor and started sneaking about, hoping to find a main control area. A few scientists in white coats spotted me and started asking some questions. Soon enough an alarm started and I began sprinting towards the missile, hoping to knock it over or something. My head was feeling ready to explode from the sickness and I began stumbling, hoping I could close the distance before I gave out. At some stage before the guards caught me and before I reached the missile however I woke up.

I was quite tired yesterday. Went to bed earlier than normal and read a chapter in my book. The chapter was so long that I ended up really going to bed around the same time as normal (about 23:45). I woke up around 08:30. It's now 09:00

Penisslip
I'm in my mom's living room. I can tell by the big, black couch. I'm with my friend Sel. I can't recall why, but she is making me take off my shirt. There's nothing really sexual going on between us. I also have to take off my pants. Before doing so I take a moment to look which boxer I'm wearing, as I don't wanna embarrass myself with a childish boxer. It's an ok one. I pull my pants down, but the tip of my penis sticks out of the top of my boxer. Ah crap. I tuck it away asap, but Sel starts laughing and tells me she's already seen it. At this point I'm also hoping that I won't get a boner, because having a bulge in my boxer would be really obvious now. I'm hoping she will take something off as well. She is hot after all. She tells me that she is still dating Lukas. Really? Lukas? He is such a nerdy dude. I can't see them being together, her being out of his league. Also the thought that he is still with Lea is vaguely in the back of my mind.

Gym (this dream is full of gaps)
We have to travel a long way to a gym for some physical education class or something alike. We actually have to take the train or bus. The person I'm with and I decide to take the bus I think.

I recall talking to a white male who was somewhat important. We're in a big room and he's showing us around a bit. He might be the dad of the person I'm with. Eventually we have to leave to take the bus again. It's gonna be a long ride.

We're in the dressing room, along with some other people. It's time to go back home. Again we can choose between the train and the bus. I have a shitload of stuff to carry with me. I consider leaving some behind and picking it up on the second round, but then I remember how far it is and I don't want to do that.

We narrowly miss the train I believe, so we decide to take the bus instead. While we're driving I come to the conclusion that I've left some stuff behind. Fuck. I call someone, but he's already left the gym as well.

At some point while I'm still in the bus I hit the stop button, but I do so too early. I can see the train station a bit further in the distance. I consider getting off anyway, because I'm a bit embarrassed. The bus makes a stop, but I then realise I still have to put on my jacket and get all my stuff together. In the mean time some people start getting off. More and more until finally everyone has left. The bus continues driving with me on it and someone makes a comment which I can't remember. The bus descends rapidly as if I'm on a rollercoaster. I can actually feel the sensation and the tingling in my stomach. Then it's over and we've reached our destination.

Outside of the bus there's a girl to greet me for some reason. A kind of hostess/promo girl. We strike up a conversation as we walk inside together. She talks about the time she had to sing for a group of people.

Fragment
» I'm looking at a fullscreen map of the Netherlands. It's all misshapen. Groningen [a city in the north-east] is in the south-west. The map shows some colouring that I don't understand around Groningen. It makes me wonder what it's supposed to represent.

» My cousin tells us about how she was on the tram just now. She was seated and on the seats behind her, she had put two boxes. One were the parts for a very expensive cargo bike. Another was filled with baby stuff. When she turned around they were gone. Someone must've stolen them. I feel bummed out for her, but at the same time I wonder why she didn't switch places with her stuff so that she could keep an eye on it.

» My friend Anthony has posted something on LinkedIn. I don't recall the exact message, but I recall thinking that this was more of a FB post. It's about being grateful or something and about a party. Next thing I'm walking in the park during daytime with my friend Jor. Anthony wants to join us, but apparently the two of them are having a fight. Anthony remains quite normal under it and gives me the gist of the story, whereas Jor definitely doesn't want to talk to him. This is a bit of a weird and uncomfortable situation. I pick out a spot in the park to put a blanket down and chill. At first I thought about getting myself involved, but they can figure it out for themselves.

Sales
I'm the officemanager of a salescompany I used to work for. I'm surprised to find out myself, as I wasn't the best salesman. Even though I'm the manager, I don't know shit about shit and I feel like a fool. I get instructions rather than giving them. My people meet their targets though, which practically means free money for me.

It's daytime and I'm in a public building where a kid is having his/her birthday party. We're out here to make some sales. I strike up a conversation with 1 or 2 people, but no success. Eventually we move outside, as there are more and more salespeople around this place, working for different charities. Outside are people from my office. It didn't occur to me, but suddenly I realise that I'm holding a BNN sign, which is a organisation that some of us are selling for. Not me though. I have a big laugh at this.

Rainbow carpet
Not sure if it's me or someone else, but someone is driving a car around and I'm in it. It's daytime and I can make out the street pattern quite well. At some point there is the consideration of where to park (as in, where is the free parking). I recall the places where you have to pay, so lets avoid those at least. We end up at a roundabout.

The roundabout is a bit of a magical happy go lucky place. There's a fabric of some sorts which has been lain around the roundabout several times. It's rainbow coloured and quite soft and special. Polgara is also present. We are arranging the fabric again so that it's set properly. My little brother is there as well, sitting behind the computer. I tell him to come and help us. First he makes up the excuse that he's doing homework or something alike. Then he comes with a different excuse. And yet another. Dick.

First entry, here it goes...try not to spook.

Dream started off in a briefing room with about 20 people in chairs listening to the 1sgt give instructions for the attack. We were given instructions on how to lanyard our weapons to our bodies with two attachments. The weapon was similar to the machine guns in Starship Troopers ( this is getting exciting already). We were told that we would be crossing into enemy territory in broad daylight on foot, and that the base was underground approximately 1 square kilometer in size. We headed out running across an open field which soon turned into some kind of stadium where there was a sporting event taking place. As we ran by people didn't even notice us. I entered the base via a storm door, the kind where people run to during a tornado. I ran into an open area where people where sitting listening to a speaker give a lecture. That's when i opened up on them, full auto. Yes, it's kind of scary to put this out there given todays climate with terrorism, but that's what it was. Bad part is, nobody ran for cover or shot back at me. This lasted about a minute in dream time and I ran like hell out of the place, and onto a highway. The dream was extremely violent and very realistic, the vividness of it had me out of breath when i woke up. I remember thinking to myself, Oh my God why did I do that? It felt like someone else's memory or dreamscape. I really hope not, because it was evil.

I had a couple of dreams I remember from last night.
1st I was doing some crazy digging with some people, it was more like sculpting, of pavement and rocks under the ground. Then it all started to collapse so I pulled people out, eventually we got out.

2nd I was on a boat, things were happening then we were going to run aground into a bay with fishing nets and people in the water and on a sandy beach.
Nobody was going to do anything so in the end I got annoyed and I grabbed the controls, they seemed pretty easy to operate. Just some switches to flick to get things moving, accelerate etc and it responded instantly to my touch.
Then I looked around me, I could stop of at the beach and swim/have breakfast or I could head round the coast, or as I looked at to sea, I thought I could go anywhere. A wonderful feeling of calm came over me.
I realised i've had this background mood of panic all the time, but it subsided for a moment, to reveal an ocean of calm.

Cohesion:2/4
Lucidity:2/4

I looked to be about ten years old, and poofed into a warm, brown grocery store. People were loudly bustling around me, yet none of them seemed to have any facial features. Where their faces should have been, there was only a light flesh colored mist rolling off of their skin. I took note of how odd this was, yet I continued walking around the large store, trying to blend in. Eventually at the front of the store, I found a tall white machine with a bright touchscreen display.
It towered above me until I imagined it being shorter, which caused it to shrink to chest height. At this, people walking by slowed down considerably, turning to look at me with confusion and apprehension. Their faces slowly started to form, and most of the men look uncomfortable and awkward when they noticed me. Women seemed angry, and started to whisper harshly to each other.
I ignored them mostly, and started to fiddle through the touchscreen's menu. I remember feeling very overwhelmed due to the choices and controls, yet I ended up finding an ice cream menu. A picture of mint chocolate chip ice-cream appeared on the screen, and I felt ravenous. I put my finger on the screen and focused on the texture of the cold treat, and the ice-cream on the screen wiped off on my finger. I started to go wild, eating as much as I could while enraged women screamed and charged at me. One man with black hair jumped towards me and started to drag me to the exit, pushing away women that seemed almost feral. He let go of me to hold more back and I ran outside crying. As soon as I was out of there, I felt incredibly bored and empty. When I looked back inside the store, everyone seemed calm and where walking around as if nothing had happened. I chose then to end the dream.

22.12.2015

Light Bow Shooting In The Skyscraper Building (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It’s a rainy environment, and very dark with streetlights as the main source of lighting here. There’s this green overtone that’s dominating the atmosphere, and has a Matrix-esque vibe to it. I believe I’m wearing a black trench coat, and I’m on my way to reach a huge skyscraper.

For some reason, I felt the elevator outside was only capable of going down, but I was able to press a button, and wait until I reached whatever floor I intended to go to. I noticed I had the Light Bow akin to Twilight Princess, but I’m sure if I paid more attention to it, there would be more nuances.

I reach the floor, and the first entity I counter was the Great Fairy Queen from Windwaker just casually power walking her away perpendicular to me. She looks up at me with a smile, and proceeds to go about to wherever, which seems to be the end of the wall.

I start walking around, and I noticed to the right of me is a base with a desk, computer, and a few office chairs. It’s too quiet, and I felt I’ve been doing this a few times before. I expected guards to come out, and they did wearing your basic agent attire.

I start aiming my arrows at them, but didn’t pay too much attention on the outcome of the light arrow disintegrating their existence with light. I’m getting closer to the base that either has a door behind it, or an elevator. I keep moving while getting these weird vibes surging from the sides of my body and neck for what’s to come the more I venture around.

I forget what I’m doing next.

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22.12.2015

False Awakening Gets Me Again (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I wake up to look at the alarm on my phone, and it states 10 AM, or so. I get up to do stuff, but then dozed off somehow.

Woke up some other time, and it was around 8 AM.

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22.12.2015

Telling Relative I Love Her (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I tell her that I love her, and her retort is being shocked, and then smiling.

I Think I Can Recall A Nice Amount Of My Dream, So Here It Is

I Started Out In My Room As Usual, But Something Didn't Feel Right. I Decided To Do A Reality Check, And It Felt Barely Normal, Though I Forgot The Time Reality Check. When I Got Back To My Room, I Realized The Ceiling Was Sloped. I Thought I Could Be Dreaming, So I Went To THE Dream Room Which Has Been In My Dreams, And I Then Saw A Message. The Paper Flew Out The Window, Blowing Away To All The Other 12 Dream Continents, Landing In The Peninsula Continent I Occasionally Refer To As North Camirae (America's Name Shuffled Up) And End Up Following My Dream Guide of Consciousness (I Have Two) and End Up In A House Of Creatures

I End Up With Both My Dream Guides Then And We Split Up, Only To See That We Need To Fight These Creatures Alone. We Eventually Have No Choice But To Join Up And Run Out The Building And Fly. Luckily I Was Concious And Knew We Could Do So. Once We Got Down, We Came To A Crowd Of 8 People, And one of them said "thank you." I felt great seeing a bunch others cheering, and that's when the dream ended. I felt that the dream was extremely complete.

Anyways, in general, this was a fun experience for me. Hope you enjoyed reading!

Some backstory on why this is really memorable for me (Not important to the story): I have always drempt a lot. When I dream sometimes a wake up and go back to sleep and can have more. So most days i have 2-3 dreams that I remember. The quality of my dreams can be based off of how stressed I am. Stress affects my dreams an amazing amount. Since school has started all my dreams have been in grey scale and muddy, just vague figures onto of that I can only remember a couple seconds. Sadly most days I don't even get that, I just wake up. This has been my first dream in many weeks and it was the most vivid I have ever had. So for me, This is extremely memorable.

Dream Starts here: I just had my best lucid dream yet and I need somewhere to put it down before I forget it. It all started at my Mom's house when I felt sleepy, I decided that I would lie down on the rug. I felt the roughness of the rug and I could tell from the way i was laying on it that my chest would feel pinched later. Then I was dreaming, So I must be having a WILD! I knew this was all a dream but it was so real that I wasn't 100% sure. I could feel my feet hitting the ground, which is something I have never felt before in a dream, so I wasn't sure (dumb me). I decided to go over to my friends house and maybe figure it out there. Everyone was acting how they should and I STILL couldn't tell if it was a dream or not. So me being the clever person I am I went off to find a book. Opened it up, memorized a line, closed it, open aaannndddd the page is the same. Second times the charm? Nope. Get frustrated and Look up from the book, everyone magically changed hairstyles and color. There I finally realized I was dreaming and being the dumb-dumb I am made everyone else lucid, cuz people share dreams telepathically right? Then I woke up at my DAD'S house. Very confused realized I dreamed going to sleep at my moms still mindfucked.
TL;DR My dreams fuck with me so hard

I am running up the steps of the local science center trying to reach the top floor before someone on the elevator does because I know there is a great evil on the top floor and I must defeat it before the person on the elevator is harmed. The science center is far bigger than it is in real life, 23 stories verses 3. I stumble around corners in the stairways as they twist in odd ways and am never really sure if the next set of stairs will be to the left or to the right, yet still reach the top floor before the elevator, and I step out into the hallway. There are dead bodies and detached limbs laying all over the blood coated floor, and a woman stands at the end of the hall way covered in blood. The woman lifts her hands and causes all the bodies and limbs to rise up from the floor and reanimate into zombies that begin shambling towards me. I don't panic, instead I feel a power bursting from my chest (as a practicing pagan, I know that as the feeling I get when I am praying or connecting to the divine) The power in my chest grows, and I confidently will the woman and the bodies to be destroyed, and they burst into a poof of dust that disappears. I then stumble back, and fall into the elevator shaft. At the bottom of the shaft I land in a large dark body of water. I struggle for the surface in a panic and can't make it. I calm myself, and once again feel inside of me the divine power and pray for the goddess to help me understand what I am supposed to do now. The water below me pushes me up like a shock wave, and suddenly I can see blue sky above the surface, and swimming towards it is effortless. When I break the surface, I can see that I am in a public pool with people everywhere and many very thick pillars placed decoratively around it. I see K to my left, crouching at the edge of the pool. He extends his hand as if to reach out to me, but them pulls it back towards himself in a "come on" gesture before springing up and running off towards a pillar. I swim to the edge and try to follow him, however he has disappeared behind the pillar and once I get behind it he is gone. I see a couple nearby, a blond girl and her blond boyfriend. I know he doesn't really look like K, but suddenly I can't remember what K looks like, and in my doubt I go to ask the boy if he is K. The couple both laugh at me and act like I am crazy, so I walk back towards the pool thinking that if K isn't around then I don't have much reason for being here. I feel an urge, am inner tug, towards the diving board of the pool. I walk to it, then up on it. When I reach the end of the diving board, about to jump in the water, the water comes alive, pulling to the back of the pool like a giant water monster or tidal wave preparing to move against me. Once again I feel that divine power and will it to be destroyed. The water explodes into a billion raindrops that fall all around yet still manage to refill the pool. I jump in the water, and find myself standing in the home of my Grandmother and Grandfather, who died 11 and 4 years ago. Something doesn't feel right in the house, something feels evil, so I walk from room to room turning on every light until I am satisfied the house is full of light. I then walk outside into the night and look at the house from the back yard. There is a giant spider the side of several cars side to side on the roof, rearing back in an aggressive about to attack stance. One last time I reach inside of myself to call upon divine help and cause a tree to grow up through the house. The tree is not solid, but more like a swarm of teardrop shaped green leaves that grows up through the house, breaking the roof and branching out to grab the spider by each leg, the head, and the abdomen. The tree grasps the spider and pulls it apart, reducing it to the same dusty nothing the evil lady had been in the first confrontation. The branches then grab all the broken pieces of the house and pull it back together as it shrinks back into the ground as if nothing had ever happened. A delivery truck pulls out of the woods as the sun rises, and I walk next door to my aunts house to get my children that she was babysitting. I take both my children by the hand and as we walk towards the door to go home I am full of calm and peace and wake up.

By far one of the best feeling dreams I have had in a while. I am sure it was influenced by my renewed effort to pray daily, as opposed to just whenever I feel like I NEED to, as well as by the solstice. Wanted to make sure I have a record of it for future reference