memorable

Total estimation: 20-30 minutes

Non-lucid part:
I was with my family near some green-/insect-house of sorts. Plantation had grown everywhere. We looked at a wall to see this enormous green parasite worm looking thing. We stood and talked about how amazing it was when it started moving out of the wall, digging into the ground and attacking us. It's tail was in the soil, it's head was in the soil, and then it body-slammed and killed my brother.

Lucid part:
I fled into the insecthouse and that's when I realised - I must be dreaming. I did a reality check and felt I was waking up. Instead I focused my vision hard and saw that I was in a large storage-ish room with a thin metal rail as a fence in front of me and a pillar going down in the middle of the room. I saw a black figure walk past me and disappear as he went out of my field of view to the left. This scared me as it reminded me of that LSD game, and I didn't want this to be a nightmare.
I jumped over the fence and sprinted towards the other end of the room. I jumped headfirst into the wall and now found myself in a room like the first, but the distance to the other end was only 2 meters. I jumped into the next wall and found myself in the same room. Repeat the same room around 4 times more, until I had decided where I wanted to be. I was now in the eye of Saturn. I had remembered the last month's challenge here from DreamViews (didn't remember this month's challenge though).
I found myself in a military base on Saturn. It didn't consist of much but a couple of fences and tents. I saw no people at all. There was no wind either. I figured we were in the eye of the storm. You couldn't hear anything but a constant roar of distant wind. The heaven was black and you could see the stars. The sun was shining brighter but you could look directly at it. The air was very easy to breathe in, nothing different from a normal place on earth.
I wanted to go visit the moon, so I thought of the moon and ran heads-first into a wall. I went straight through it just like the first time, but I was not on the moon. I was at the shore of a big city which reminded me of my hometown Ebeltoft, except it was much larger and futuristic. It was night and the only light you could see came from the moon (close enough)! I looked at the ocean. The water was acting extremely weird, as if it was being sucked out by some beam from the moon. I looked at the moon and tried to do the pull like Bruce the Almighty, as if I had a rope. The invisible rope was tough to pull in, but it didn't affect the moon. I then tried to simply 'teleport' it closer with my mind. It worked! The small moon dissolved and appeared as 4 times that big. I looked back at the ocean. It now consisted of rock-hard shattered crystals.
I walked onto the crystals. The whole ocean was crystals, even beneath the surface, so they didn't move at all. With my mind, I tried removing the crystals, but I regretted that as they turned back into ocean and I fell in the ice-cold water. I levitated (yes! levitated) myself out of the water and turned the ocean back into crystals.
I felt myself waking up, and simply let go as it was probably late anyways. I woke up and the clock was 1 PM.

There were a tonnes of more stuff happening but I simply don't remember it because so many different things were going on.
For example I remember looking at a large clock to see what the clock was. It said 11:48. I don't remember in which association or what part of the dream I looked at it though, all I remember is looking at the clock.
I also remember I wanted to see what happened if I tried to convince a dream character that he doesn't exist. I couldn't find anyone so I spawned one, just to tell him he doesn't exist (lol). He started cursing and swearing at me like mad. "F**K YOU YOU LITTLE F**KING A**HOLE WHAT THE F**K IS THE MATTER WITH YOU SERIOUSLY YOU -insert more swear words here-". He went on like that until I walked away.

During the whole lucid part, I met no people at all except for the black figure and the spawned dream character.

Hours of sleep: 7
Recall: 1/5
Vividness: 3/5

I performed a WILD last night. Got completely wrong It made me at first 1h to fall asleep so I fall asleep around 00:30. The alarm clock went for 05:40 and perform a WBTB for 30 minutes, read over my DJ, perform every 7 minutes a RC. I went to bed and performed WILD, but found no good position to fall asleep. My back and my shoulder were hurting all the time and it seemed that I was to long awake to go back to the sleep. I failed WILD and fell asleep normally. But I awoke every half an hour, because here was a lot of trouble going at home: my elder brother went to work and was really noisy, my mother called my other brother that he doesn't go to late at high-school, and around 7 am the workers start to work on the construction site near our house.

So it's no surprise that I just remember one dream

I'm in a field near a wood or something like that. I want to take my car, but there is a farmer who seems to be in trouble: He has a group of dears stuck in his parcel and some of them are trapped in the barbedwire. I ask him if I could help him and he says yes. As I approach the dears grow up to 3 meters and look very aggressive. They have red eyes and kind of sharp teeth. The farmer dissappears. I ran away and hide in the near wood and I see how those killer dears panic, cut themselves wit the the wire and start attacking each other. They finally breach out but there is 5 Meter high gorilla attacking the creatures. He ends up tangled in some lianes and gets hanged.

I awoke because of the alarm clock. I was kinda disturbed cause it's been a while I had a nightmare.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid/Dream counter

DREAM 1: I was still at school at the IT class. There were both LCD monitors and CTR. All my peers chose the all new LCD monitors while I chose the CTR one. I observed my desk had not a chair, so I got one. The chair I got had some issues, but it was the only one so I took it (One of my buds was looking at me like I was a retard ).
After we played a while, our teacher gave us a test paper. It was a history one and I didn't knew a thing because I didn't learn (I wasn't even expecting to have a history test in an IT class).
DREAM 2: I was invited by my music teacher to sing with her on the piano. She was playing a note and I had to repeat it after her.

Ok so I have been gone forever but I had two dreams recently that I wanna remember.

This one was lucid almost the whole time, but it was a short one. (about a week ago)

I am sitting somewhere inside a building. I think it is the youth room in my church. It is dark. A guy a like, let's call him "C", is sitting next to me. He is six years older than me so in real life I would never be able to do this. ... Anyway, I know i am dreaming for some reason so I just lean over and kiss him, but there was no feeling. It was like I didn't have nerves. (dangit) Then I woke up.

Dream 2 ( two nights ago)
This one was totally non lucid, but was totally clear and I remember almost all the details. It felt real.

Again I am at church, inside the lobby area. It is very dark, near black, inside. I am all alone, or so I think. From behind me, arms encircle my waist, and I hear a familiar voice next to my right ear, "I know how you feel about me, Jessica," it is C, my secret crush, "I can tell by the way you look at me, and the way you blush when I talk to you. Remember the time I spoke into your ear to tell you to play louder? I saw you blushing. I can tell that you like me. I like you, too." At that point, he turns me around and leans as if he is about to kiss me (note that he is almost a foot taller than me) but we are interupted when our Youth Pastor calls for us. Next thing i know, I am in my family's van. The door is open, and I am on the right side. C is standing there, again about to kiss me, again interupted.
Next, I am in my house during the day time. My mom looks at me as if she knows that C and I secretly like each other. I am texting him. He says he wants to hang out some time. I say that we can meet after church, because he is the church's drummer and i am the bassist, we stay after church longer to help put stuff away or to practice. That night happens to be Youth Night, so our friend, Scotty, wants us to practice. I get there a few minutes early, and so does C. At that point, though, the dream blurrs and I wake up moments later.

You know, I have been having so many dreams about "C" lately. I wish these would come true. My dad was talking to my mom about something last night about "C", something funny he did or something, and I asked who they were talking about. My dad said "C____." and i said "you mean the one from church" And my dad said "Yes, your C____." How in the heck does my dad know I like C?!? Or does he really know? Eh whatever.

Here is one I had when I stayed at a hotel with a graveyard next to it.

I though I had woken up. There was what appeared to be a ghost next to me. I woke up for real and was totally freaked out.

Had this dream on afternoon July 10th

I'm late for something. I stop by my parents. Houses are still being built in the community. He's clearing up the backyard. It's late autumn. Other members of the family arrive. My dads side. One of my cousins has a horse. He's new to riding. He tries to ride her up a hill and she refuses. I grab her reins and calm her down. My cousin is scared. I offer to go grab a lead rope and lead her up. He agrees; he's very scared. We walk all the way back and I found a lead. We turn around to go back- the rest of the family has gone inside. We walk around and I give him horse advice, assure him it's alright.

I then realize my dying grandma has left and I didn't say goodbye. I'm upset. I go home. My dying grandma is there on the couch. She asks my sister to get her a glass of milk and one walnut. She screeches it. She says "Just one!" I select a few and wrap them in the paper towel. I walk over and sit next to her, waiting for her to ask for her walnut.

My grandmother died on May 28

8:17 AM
This dream was vivid, strange and at one point very disorienting. It is also a dream location I remember visiting once as a child.

I was walking uphill on a street that was located behind the apartments where I used to live. At the top the scenery changed from mimicking real life to a path I'd traveled before. It was a dirt road that disappeared into the forest no more than 100 yards from where I was. On either side were old fences and buildings that could have bin from a movie set in the late 1800s. There were also a few DC that fit in with the scenery. They glanced up from time to time but seamed to be preoccupied with their activities(racking, moving dirt with wheelbarrows, etc.) At this point I realized that my girlfriend was with me and knew that I had bin here before with my brother.

We continued down the road a little ways until I held up in front of an old almost invisible(because of bushes) house. I wanted to show my g.f. the house because I remembered being there before. Between us and the house was a fence burred by overgrown bushes. Even the small wooden gate was overgrown. We found our way through and across the years of leaves and pine-needle build up to the house. The house was made of old red bricks, it was rectangular and had two stories. At one point or another the house had caught fire,,, you could tell from the char marks around the broken glass and brick of the large evenly spaced windows. there were small some holes in the roof. We went in through the front door.

Inside the house was filled with dust and, furniture and boxes. The Entry room took up most the of the floor-plan but somehow the rooms that lined the backside of the house were almost as big. The rooms were empty and a less dusty.
Above the main room was walk way that went across one short side and then across the backside of the house. More doors opened from the the walkway into rooms that were almost identical to the ones downstairs. We went to the second floor to look around though I don't remember there being any stairs.

It was really hard navigate on the second floor.. the dust was like a foot of thick almost snow-like ash. I began to feel vertigo and heaviness as I walked toward the back room. It felt like I was falling through the floor and like I was on both floors at the same time. (g.f. left dream) I made it to the room which was had a swept wooden floor. looking in to the left side of the room was my old duffel bag... I naturally investigated.

Inside the bag was an old ticket stub from some church function I had gone to when I was young and still a believer. There may have bin an old bible too(not sure, there were a few other things in there like rolled up socks). But the most weirdest thing I found was a bag of Kentucky Fried Chicken. I think at this point there were other people in the building and someone had brought KFC in a zip lock bag as well... In total I wound up with 3 bags of chicken 1 being 20 years old(and still hot), 2 were new(1 cold one hot). I was a bit confused about which one was which, But I was hungry so I ate anyway.. I'm pretty sure I got the old one but it was absolutely delicious.

1. My dad had made a scavenger hunt for my mom, and I was helping her with it along with my little brother and sister. Mom was getting more and more emotional as we went, and by the time we found the last clue I could tell that the ending was going to be really special. I decided to wait behind, and told my siblings to wait too, so mom could experience the ending by herself. However, she got to a certain spot about 100 feet away from us and picked up a shovel and started digging, so I decided to go help her. About 45 degrees to the right of her from where I was standing, I saw a shovel under a little roof-with-no-walls, whatever you call those things. I picked it up (it was red) and turned to look at my mom, but she pointed to something that I couldn't see, because something was in the way, but I knew that it was a shovel. So I dropped the shovel I had and went and picked up the other one, which was blue. Then, I went and helped her dig. Buried maybe a foot under the ground was a red and gold chest, which was medium-size. We opened it, and dad had poured an incredible amount of love into this treasure chest. The love poured over us and completely overwhelmed us, and we both started sobbing. It felt amazing. After a minute or so, mom shut the chest. We all got in the car, which was parked a little ways away, and started driving. I was still crying uncontrollably. I was in the passenger seat. We pulled up to a stoplight in the left lane (but still on the right side of the road) and another car pulled up in the right lane. I was already looking out the window, so the car just pulled into my view. In the driver seat was a girl who was maybe in her 20's, but she was sitting on the front of the seat, and a young child was sitting behind her. They looked alike: they both had brown hair and kind of round faces. They both started looking at me, and so I covered my face because I didn't want to see anyone and I didn't want anyone to see me, but just as I was covering my face, I noticed the way the younger girl (she looked like she was maybe 7 or 8) was looking at me. It was a very interesting look, like she wasn't even human, it contained something like coolness or aloofness, but also compassion. Her eyes were very unnatural, or maybe the eyes themselves weren't unnatural, but they jumped out at me, so that I felt like she was actually floating in the space between the two cars, and they were kind of swirling. They kept changing color, from brown to green to blue, to slightly orangeish, to purple, cycling through a bunch of colors, but on certain colors they would sort of flare up, not in an angry sense, but they just seemed more luminous, brighter, and they peaked when they turned to blue, and I felt total understanding in her eyes. Her mouth seemed to say everything at once, but somehow it wasn't disapproving. It's hard to explain, but she seemed to be giving a commentary on everything in the world just by her mouth, and there was positive and negative, but the negative wasn't negative, and the positive was no different from the negative, and both sides sort of combined into an intellectual or at least informed expression of love that dizzied me with how intelligent and fashionable (not good-looking, but sort of... stylish) and somehow she was very beautiful in a strange, nonhuman sort of way, in the same way that you might call a cat beautiful. I think she was a cherub. I noticed all of this in the split second that I was covering my face, or rather I had already seen it but it took me a second to process it, so that by the time I was thinking about her I already had covered my face. And I was still crying, but I sort of slid my hands down my face until I wasn't covering my eyes, but I was still covering my nose and mouth, and we looked at each other, and... were in a sort of communion. During this second look, even her hair was changing colors, gold and dark brown and orange, it flared up just like her eyes when it turned orange, and she opened her mouth and I felt like I was going to die, and then my car started going, leaving the other car behind, but I was only partially aware that she wasn't even there anymore, because she was sort of burnt into my mind. The last thing I remember is my vision going dark, with her hair turning fiery red (she wasn't even there anymore, this was from the after-image) and turning into a blanket, which was flat like a floating square, but tilted a little bit, so that the right bottom corner was lower than the left one, and then it was coming towards me, enveloping my vision, and still rotating clockwise, until it totally covered me.


Definitely one of the best dreams I have ever had.




2. My second dream, after I woke up and went back to sleep, was much more prosaic. I was in a building, and I was standing there, and I was supposed to go somewhere, but I wasn't, don't know why, but anyway there was this girl, who looked kind of like a fish and a lollipop put together, sounds weird but that's the only way to describe her (she was kind of weird looking). She was doing the same thing as me, just standing there, and I had a feeling we had a lot in common. I said hi and we had a pretty long conversation which I don't remember, but I was thinking, we could definitely be pretty good friends, so I asked her what her name was, and she said "Legack". I thought, that's a strange name but whatever, and typed it into my phone, and said, let's swap phone numbers. She said sure, and told me her phone number (I don't remember it) and I typed it into my phone, and she typed mine into her phone, although I don't remember actually telling her my number. Then (I have an iphone, and when you're entering a new contact on iphone, there are like a million slots where you can type little facts about the person) I started scrolling through the facts, and they looked really complicated. They were all computer-programming-y, and had to do with how texting worked. For example, a lot of them were slots where you could type some code saying 'if this person says a, display it on my phone as b'. I was scrolling through them, saying, "okay, I don't think we need to do any of this" but she said "no it's important". So we stood there for a while, both looking at my phone trying to figure how to type the right codes in, but we couldn't really figure it out.

The dream I had last night was sort of like a repeat dream, I'd had the dream before. It's not like its a reoccuring nightmare, because the dream doesn't scare me, it was just one of my more vivid dreams so I'm assuming thats why I had it again.

At the beginning of my dream I'm on the bus I ride to school with a few people I know from school, two significant in the dream are R.C. (Cay is her username on here, she has some interesting dreams that I seem to appear in a lot, as she does with mine) and N.A. a guy I've known since kingergarden. The man driving the bus isn't my normal bus driver, Ed, he's some too-skinny, haggard looking guy, who could really use a shave. Somewhat resembling Charles Manson. N.A. is making small chat while I'm trying to figure out why R.C. won't move or say anything.

We arrive at a remote location in the woods and are given our bag of clothes from the bus and told to find our houses. At this point I'm noticing that I've seen this place before and I've seen that creepy guy before.

I start to get really excited and start shouting, "I'm dreaming!" Naturally my DC's are staring at me, when I notice that Aaron Withrow is standing among the people. He smiles at me, waves and then walks off towards where his "house" is located. Me and R.C. also start off towards our own house. We are the only two who share a house and we live far away from anyone else. While living in these woods me and R.C. never leave our home. R.C. is actually some sort of depressed, disturbed teenager that rarely leaves her room and paints some pretty strange pictures. My personal favorite being the girl hanging from the tree in what looks like Lake Hylia from Ocarina of Time.

Anyway, so R.C. is a shut in who I barely see but live with and N.A. comes to my house almost every day and proceeds to put moves on me while I show no interest the entire time. This time around though, I don't stay in the house, I venture off to find where Aaron lives and maybe have a deep conversation with him, like I seen in Waking Life. When I see what I sense is Aaron's home, I notice the Manson look-a-like is outside chatting it up with him and start panicking, something I'm notorious for. Aaron glances towards the general direction where I'm huddled underneath a briar bush, although none of the briars seem to cut me. He smirks and finishes up his conversation with the creeper. Creeper man leaves and Aaron comes to help me out of this most uncomfortable position and place.

I thank him and ask him if I can ask him a few questions. He tells me to come inside, which is when I notice that his house is the exact same as from my zombie/monster dream, and still as messy on the inside. "You should really clean up," I comment. "You should start asking your questions," he retorts. Even my DC's are smartasses like myself. All he really tells me is that yes, I am dreaming, yes, we are in some type of cult, and yes, R.C. plays a significant role in this cult. I start to ask what kind of role when N.A. rushes into Aaron's house. Aaron doesn't look away from me and I'm freaking out trying to figure out what N.A. is yelling at me asking where R.C. and why I'm not with her. "She's a big girl, dude, she can take of herself," I'm starting to get kind of annoyed. "No, your supposed to protect her, that's why you were living her. Go home! Before they come for her!" I'm not to fond of the idea of someone coming and kidnapping my best friend so I run home with N.A. right behind me and when I get there my friend E.N. is forcing himself into R.C.'s room and she lunges and bites him much like she did in my dream before. I'm sighing with relief at first when I remember that E.N. is apparently part of this cult and they want something to do with R.C. which I will not allow. I tell E.N. to let go of her and to get the fuck out of our house. He drops her and leaves like I expect him to and then I go to comfort her, totally forgetting she's a psychopath in this dream. She shoves me down, which is very unlikely to happen IRL (if you knew her, you'd understand she's not the strongest) and then locks herself in her room.

N.A. finds me sitting bewildered on the floor and helps me up while telling me that I can't ever leave R.C. by herself because they'll do anything to capture her. What they want with her is unknown to me but if being a shut in is what I have to do to protect I'll do it. I try to call Aaron like R.C. has done in some of her dreams with her DC, Ken. It doesn't work and I become increasingly annoyed. Like in my dream before food is always appearing in our house, R.C. dislikes N.A., I keep her supplied with paint and canvas to make her pictures, and she only roams the house at night when I'm asleep and she hangs up the pictures she paints around the house, that's also the time when she eats whatever leftovers. I have left out for her. Her favorite is grilled cheese.

Also, there are these cult meetings just about every night and from my house, the only thing I can note about these meetings is that there's a large fire and a lot of movement from the shadows I seen. One night I notice their having one of these meetings and since everyone is there except me and R.C. I figured it was a good time to see if Aaron was home. The distance between these houses is pretty significant so I visualize myself on his porch and then, I'm there. Which comes in handy.

Aaron is home and just sitting on his couch staring at the wall (no technology in these homes except for basic electricity). I try talking to him but he's in some sort of trance and after about an hour N.A. rushes into Aaron's home again asking where R.C. is and telling me I need to find her right now. I start panicking cause he seems pretty concerned for her well-being and try to visualize myself home. Now is when I figure out that I can't do any of the handy teleporting when I'm panicking. I run home and find that someone has already found R.C. and taken her somewhere.

Now I'm panicking even more. I try to relax and "reach out" for her and am able to sense she's somewhere near the fire. I take off towards there and when I come to the clearing where its held I find Manson creeper getting ready to slice into R.C.'s throat. I kick him in a man's most vulnerable part of the body and untie R.C. from the stake she's attatched to. She's about as weak as I know her to be IRL after you squeeze the back of her neck to hard. N.A. comes up to help me with her since now she's gone limp and appears to have passed out. He drapes her over his back to where she's riding him piggyback and I'm just now noticing that everyone else at this "meeting" is dressed like the boys from Lord of the Flies and their all staring at me and getting ready to pounce.

I scream when one of them grabs me from behind and E.N. is coming at me with same knife they were going to use on R.C. When he stabs me, I feel nothing but I know I'm in trouble. I've never died in a dream so I'm freaking out once again. He goes on stabbing me but it just feels like he's pushing his hand on different parts of my body. N.A. starts screaming, "Wake up, wake up, your dying!" Which is the lyrics to one of my brothers bands songs. So I respond with, "Oh my god, you know I'm trying!" And am now in my bed, heart pounding and sweating.

It's a recurrent dream I have once in a while. It involves me being a resistant in a world dominated by Nazis. It's a strange mix between Today's live and that back in 1942. So here we go:

Hours of sleep: 9
Vividness: 4/5
Recall:2/5


I'm somewhere in a wood. I'm hiding behind some bushes. I prepare a sabotage of a munition store. I want to get there without being recognized by the few soldiers and officers. So I dress up as an Nazi General and I even put on an eye-patch. After dressing up like this, I go to the store. Surprisingly, there is no-one left. I'm a bit confused. In front of me there is a huge pile of bombs and rifles. I want to blow this shit up. I simply take a grenade and want to throw it. But I remember that this would blow everything up,me too, but I wanted to sabotage other things. So I look in my bag and I find a a C4 charge with wireless remote control. I hide the charge somewhere in the pile and I activate it.
When I finished I wanted to leave as quickly as possible. But suddenly there are a group of Nazi generals walking towards me with a few soldiers. I don't know what to do. The generals come towards me and I had to salute them (that took a lot of willpower). They ask me who I am. I tell him I'm a new general and I was sent to give them an important report about possible sabotage (irony ). They are very kind to me and invite me to have dinner to talk about some important ongoing stuff. I had to agree and we went away from the store, went through a portion of forest until we arrived on a villa standing on a hill. We sat down on the terrace. I looked the old building a bit closer. It looked really shattered. We eat some delicious food but I really feel uncomfortable. When finally came the dessert with a cup of coffee, they started to talk about a new strategic plane to get Great Britain the final blow. They need all the munition stored on the field, which we could observe from here. They showed maps and such stuff, I was very attentive to not miss a single part of the plan. Who knows, maybe I can use it to get more sabotage working.
They than asked me about the report. I touch without that the generals notice my watch under the table. The watch is the remote control.
And we could see all the shit blow up The explosion was huge, we saw how the few soldiers were vaporized by the explosion. An near House blow up and flew a bit through the sky until it crashes somewhere in the woods. The explosion is so huge that I can feel the explosion from where I was sitting and my nose started to bleed.
I was just like and thought "wow that's what I call an explosion
The generals are shocked, jump up from their seats and run towards the field. I sneak out the place and get in an Jeep and drive away. I take my mobile phone and call the only existing number. I heard how the telephone was picked up.

Me: Nucking the fridge!
Mysterious interlocutor: Good. We are now frying the coke.

I abort the connection. I know that this means that the other from the resistant group managed to play their part.

I drive in a city I know. I see that the streets are filled with hundreds of Luxembourgian flags, with French tricolore and the union jack. There are a few soldiers who are very disoriented. They start to pull of the flags, but they are to many. I burst out laughing and I was happy that everything went as I expected.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid/Dream counter

DREAM 1:Tomorrow I was going to high school. I was excited and all, but my mom put me wear a weird sweater. It looked very stupid and I was afraid that my peers would laugh at me and humiliate me (for my entire life ).
The next day I was at a clothing shop near my high school, looking in the mirror, thinking about the clothes and what my peers would say. I though "Aah it's not that bad! I don't think they would laugh at me." and then I saw 2 of my peers. They were wearing some good costumes. They were all fancy and I was looking as a retard. How could I face them? I just went home to get some better clothes. I was at the moment so pissed off and like "SCREW MY MOM! They are gonna laugh hard at me if I show up in this stupid sweater!", but then I was thinking "What if they laugh at my style?". I was so pissed off...I couldn't even get to choose something to wear.
I finally arrived at the class clothed like shit, but SURPRISE! That wasn't high school. This was still middle school and while my math teacher was teaching us a lesson I was still thinking about how would it be at high school.
DREAM 2: I was outside. Nela pleased me to go to see how is her grandson doing. I went there, but while I was walking I was afraid that I could get lost.
I don't remember a lot of it but I was attacked by animals. When I arrived to him I said: "I swear I will never go to your school again if this is the road you walk on everyday!"

I mainly have those high school related dreams cos finished with the exams and all and I can't wait to see in what high school I'm going to be.
And if it was the only one...but I had 2 more. (The satanic high school dream and one more that I didn't had time to write it here. I dreamed it before joining this forum, but I will make sure I will have some time to write it down here.)
I had also a lot of dreams where I was completely lost. The places were giving me the impression that I got lost in another country or at a strange place and I was in danger, but I was actually near home.

Lucid - Semi Lucid - Not Lucid

First LD WooHoo !!
DILD

So it all started out as a flying dream. Setting was above a local shopping center parking lot... the way I was flying was to kind of like the way a kite works. It's how I used to fly in my dreams as a child before I knew what LD was. So I basically will myself into the air and float up and catch the wind... faster flying usually starts after Ive bin up for a bit but sometimes its an instant take off. Anyway this time I was using a something like a nozzle from garden hose to kind of redirect air flow lols.

After a little while other people were flying too and I was quite high up and showing off a little. Then my uncle David happened to join me and which was cool because I usually fly alone. I had never seen Dave fly and we don't see each other very often. We started to drift and lower in elevation until we touched down on a nearby hill. While we were walking back I though..(hmm we were just flying.. omg I must be dreaming..)

So then I decided to test this hypothesis.. rather than remembering to do a typical reality check however I settled on changing something in my environment.. at this time the world was fading and my focus was on Dave.. so .. I said out load "Dave, turn purple" and then he did. It happened fast but not all at once, more like if you put a drop of food coloring into water minus the swirling...anyway I got exited and woke up.

It's an half-lucid dream. I know that I'm part of something dreamlike, but I don't control anything, not even where I go.

I'm in the nearest big city, 8 km away from my home town. I'm in a street which I drive nearly all day past. The houses aren't colourful anymore, but they look very desolated and grey. There are a lot of people going around. They look really sad or depressive.I realize that this has to be a dream, but strangely, I don't want do control anything. I somehow know that I'm in my novel that I'm writing. So I just wanted to know how my imagination continuous my work that I'm writing.
I follow the group of the people. They are all rushing to an hill that is outside from the town. Outside the town everything is brownish, grey. There are no plants, no trees. The ground is polluted with plastic and such stuff.
We stand there and I see a plane, a Boeing or something like that falling from the sky. It's burning and everyone from the town came to see its explosion. The burning plane crashes in a group of people standing to close to the impact zone. This fact makes everyone happy and joyful, because they wanted some distraction. I'm a bit shocked, maybe a bit scared too.
But the frighting thing just came afterwards: it seemed that there were survivors jumping out the plane ad crawling on the ground. They are burning alive. The place smells funny, a mix from burning electronics and barbecue. I'm disgusted. The other people are clapping in their hands and started to talk about the crash.
DC A: Yeah that's what I call terrific!
DC B: All right. Today's crash was even better than the one last week

I awake. I was really excited ad wrote everything down and continued the story until the morning lol. The rest of the day I was tired

non-dream dream lucid

I appear in a glass room with a few other people close to my age. We all run out the door and into a huge hangar with multiple mechs in it. I climb a ladder attached to one and it connects to my hands (some kind of neural control) and I run out of the hangar with the mech. There is a desert area with a lot of ruins, and some other mechs are there. We all run in different directions, and I end up on top of a crashed spacecraft. There are glowing balls of light, and when I touch it it powers up the weapons on my mech. After playing with the power-up things, a person in a uniform climbs onto the wreck. He said something about me being on some team that I remember nothing about now, but the team was apparently seen as the bad guys. I grinned, but he couldn't see me behind the glass of the mech. An alarm sounded, and all of the people in mechs ran to the same place. A small army of strange mechs without arms landed in front of us, and they kept jumping up and down like grasshoppers.

The commander told us that we had to lock on to shoot them, and we all did. My mech had two energy cannons below it's arms. Whenever you hit one of the grasshopper-things, it stopped jumping and fired a laser at me. A line appeared where it was aiming, so I could dodge it if I was paying attention. I grabbed a large handgun and fired balls of light at the enemies, and this one did more damage. So I continued blasting them apart until the grasshopper mechs were all destroyed.

I do not remember anything of this dream after that.

I had to meet some friends, so I waited for them at the meeting place, which was very different to what it was in real life. It was wider, more empty, and had benches. I sat on a bench and looked behind me, I saw the girl from other dreams, but chose to ignore her. She eventually walked passed me and asked me to go with her, but I said "not right now" then she left.
My friends arrived and a flag with an arrow appeared, and we had to get to that location. While going there, another popped up, but just to me, so I went to it. It was inside a toilet cubicle. I waited in there and a "+100" appeared every few seconds.
I had to meet my friends at a swimming pool after that, it was where the place they went to was. I passed through some apartment buildings and there was this one which has a guy from memories that I know aren't real. He was using a putter to hit a golf ball into a cup, and he shouted at me.
When I arrived at the swimming pool, my friends took me to some people from school and the guy who played Hank McCoy/Beast in 'X-men: First Class'. I said something to him and shouted "BEAST!". He laughed.

Then I got woke up by a phone call.

I wake up, and stretch. I am not at home. I am at home. I am in my bedchamber in the Temple of Nothing, ON THE GREEN MOON. Holy shit. Calm down. I snuggle closer to my lovers. I casually get up, like I do this all the time. I do do this all the time. WHAT THE HELL? I do? I do. Right. I walk to the “bathroom” more of a bath house, and look in the mirror. Yeah... I have a lion-man face. Stripes and spots dance across my face.
I drink some water from an ornate fountain. I see a swirling vortex portal in the floor, and I shit dark energy into it, and laugh. Man I feel good! I fly up through a hole in the pyramid, and summon a rainstorm, and shower in it. I lick the rain and purr. Angelina teleports next to me, and pets me. She has two big cat guardians which rub up against me.
REPORT.
Uh... what the fuck?
REPORT.
An alien grey ship appears out of a portal to another dimension. Every entity inside it feels as godly as Vegeta. The Greys shoot pure astral tentacles out through the sides of their ship, and hook into my chakras. My fur falls off and my body turns grey. My eyes become huge and black. Angelina launches her white tigers at the ship, but I call them off. Angelina is confused.
“I’ll be fine!” I wave, and disappear into the wormhole. I am terrified, yet fascinated. I teleport on to their ship.
It is all chromed and smooth on the inside.
“You missed your last two reports, brother. Now we must open you up.”
They freeze me, and a strange cyborg machine wheels in, and opens up my abdomen as if it’s all robotic. It is all robotic.
“What you are seeing is your brain trying to make sense of the raw data encased in your dream body. You have no guts or robotic parts here, only energy.”
I remember now... I just feel... weak...
I go into semi-consciousness, fading in and out.
I wake up screaming in the Healing Glen.
The Greys are standing all around me, along with the Frost Giant.
“You told me they were benign,” he says, leaning on a staff. Wait, why is he- why does he look greyish?”
I wake up for real on their spacecraft. I am strapped to a table. Goddamnit. This is the physical plane, isn’t it? Yes. No goddamned powers. Fucking wakeworld bullshit. How the fuck do I get out of here. I just- I inhale, and the restraints pop off my chest. I somehow have this intense chi... I feel it, right behind my eyeballs. I focus heat on my wrist restraints, and begin to weaken them with increasing heat. I focus a total vibration to make the heat reflect about an eigth of an inch above my skin so I don’t get burned.
I grow into a great red demon, and become Hellboy suddenly. Okay, maybe this is a dream? But, it looks so real. Fuck it, I am going to kick some alien ass. I storm down the hallway, smashing shit.
“I want to know what the fuck is going on, assholes!” I roar. Alarms go off. They run down the hall and shoot some type of sound frequency which knocks out my nervous system, and I collapse instantly. “goddamm you ath holth... “ I drool. Then a tall female one communicates with me telepathically.
Listen, brother, we gave you the Christ gene of Compassion, which is something our species does not understand. We find it fascinating. Every once in a while, a Grey is created that is more individualistic and what you would call, ‘caring.” This Captain whose genes were bonded to yours was of that type. We have been doing experiments with your people, mixing our genes, for we are dying out due to our “lack of compassion,” as you would call it. Of course, we do not look at it like that. We realize we are the most intelligent species on our planet. So, we genetically engineered ourselves to be even more and more intelligent. We crafted our bodies to prolong our lives, and to induce whatever brainwave state we wish at any time. We gave ourselves the ability to turn on and off different hormones. Some people became addicted to their hormones, and they died off. The ones who survived usually do not use a lot of their hormones. We have become very powerful. We mathematically, precisely, recrafted our planet exactly how we wanted it to be. We took the best genes we could from everything for our species. Maybe because of this “selfish” endeavor, we lost the ability to care for other species, only looking at them for the genetic potential. We destroyed our planet with our genetic engineering, but by that time we had the ability to make portable planetoids, spaceships out of asteroids. We live in the Asteroid Belt, well some of us. We, as you call, the Greys, are a very Diverse race. Each asteroid, planetoid, ship, has its own culture. We are many Hive Minds. As descendants of insects, we see death as nothing. We just discard the bodies after taking what we can for genes. It becomes soil, food for our plants.”
“You eat?”
“Sometimes. We don’t eat the way you do, we absorb food. You have a lot of questions.”
“Is this a dream?”
“Why don’t you do a reality check?”
I do a nose RC. It works at first, then I cough. I can’t do it. I look at my hands. I have great red demon hands.
‘You can shapeshift in the physical plane in this Dimension, brother.”
“What the fuck? Where am I?”
The alien starts saying a bunch of numbers. I say that means nothing. Then, I am shown a bunch of star maps, our solar system, then, we skip to another arm of the galaxy through a wormhole, and I am shown an earth very similar to ours. I realize I am inside part of the Moon, looking out of a window or crater. I feel so disoriented, I vomit. Nanobots appear out of the floor, and spray some type of enzymatic gel over the vomit which immediately breaks it down, and it vaporizes into the air with a puff that smells like strange flowers. Then, a tiny robot appears, and vaccuums up the remains: a tiny pile of dust.
“Thank you for the compost, Brother,” the alien says matter-of-factly. “We pulled you into this physical dimension through the Dream Plane, because it’s easier to simply incarnate your dream body into a temporary physical blank rather that risk damaging the only physical body you have in your Home Dimension.”
“You are blowing my mind.”
“Would you like a tissue?”
“Uh,” I laugh. “Wait, is that a joke?”
“Yes,” I feel the alien wryly grin. “I have been working on this “humor” for about two centuries, and I have made some progress, however small.”
“Fascinating.”
“I sense you have been fed a lot of bullshit by the gods of lies. Yes, that happens. If you want to understand us, first we must be able to have some kind of mutual understanding, some type of real communication. In your value system, you believe “love,” or “compassion” to be the most valuable thing. But, why do you always kill each other? The only time we kill each other is if another person is dying, has lost their mind, is old, or if the person feels their existence is unnecessary. So, when we kill others of our kind, it’s a deliberate culling process. But, this idea of killing for, “love” love of another person, or of tribe, or nation, seems to us, contradictory. You people are very primitive in your technology, but your race is very adaptable, genetically, being the mutts of the galaxy. Also, your immune systems have resistances to many intergalactic bacteria. The war we have been fighting against the microverse has exhausted our species to the point of death. We have mastered ourselves. We returned to our planet, and cared for it with mathematical precision, helping things to evolve quickly, but, in our meddling, we upset the balance of nature. Again, many of us had to leave and live on asteroids for centuries while we let our planet lie fallow.
“And when we returned, a Hive Mind with quadrillions upon quadrillions of creatures had invaded our planet: a bacteria. This bacteria is a gene-eater. It absorbs genes of its host to disguise itself as it infects the entire being. It is being controlled by a sentient mind even more powerful than ours due to its longetivity. It is 100 million times older than Our Mind. Therefore, we look to you, dear human, as our Experiment, and Savior. We would like to appear as the Compassionate Ones that we are supposed to be, but for that, we need some human genes from a creature that does not want to kill other humans. We will insert these genes back into ourselves in order to become more human, and in order to understand your people more."
For some reason, at that moment I did not feel human at all. I felt like an ancient creature, tired, wise, and patient. “I offer you my genes in exchange for yours, my Sister,” I hear myself saying. I feel like I am creeping myself out.
I am led down a hall... and the dream changes. Is my perception altering? A stone wall... sandstones in a castle... or pyramid... a pyramid. We descend down steps in robes. The aliens are wearing white robes, and my big red demon self a black and white one with gold birds on it. I am led to a large room shaped like an inverted ziggurat. There is a woman tied to a large stone slab. She is also gagged. She doesn’t seem to struggle. There are other humans around her, tying her knots loosely. The bow when they see us, then panic and run away. The aliens chant, then leave us. I undo the ropes, then I realize they are tied to nothing. She giggles, and wraps her arms around me, kissing me. We make love in the depths of the pyramid by torchlight. Suddenly we are back on the alien ship. We are two Grey aliens. “Did we just have sex?” I say to the female alien.
“Of a type.” She shows me how our tongues come out, and sex cells are passed through small holes in the tongue. “My eggs are almost ready. I feel them,” she smiles. A handful of eggs like frog eggs come out of a hole in her belly. She shows them to me, then leaves the room. I follow her to an incubation area. She puts the eggs in a drawer, and slides the drawer shut.
“What happens to our eggs?”
“They grow.”
“But, our children?”
“There is no ‘our’ children, only Children.”
“What did I just do?”
“Gene exchange. Now you will morph.”
“No.”
“Yes, your physical body, your genes of your body on your home planet is going to morph because of the code we implanted in your mind. This code will alter your mind and brain to change your code to be more enhanced. You psionics and compassion will increase. This will inevitably bring more hardship into your life.”
“Thanks.”
“You are welcome. From these lessons, should you learn from them, you will gain wisdom required to be one of Us.”
“What do you mean?”
“Please be patient. You are on a Mission, Captain. Your alien Christ genes are here to show the world love. We need you to be compassionate on us, or we will die. We need this to adapt to a changing universe. We will train you as you progress. Do not tell anyone about these visits that we have.”
“Why not? I am going to do it.”
“Fine. You have, free will, Half-Breed, but I will warn you that most people will think you are crazy for revealing any of this.”
“It doesn’t matter, this is just a dream.”
“I’m real,” she says and slaps my face.
I slap my own face. OW! I do a nose pinch... doesn’t work.. .goddammit.
“Go home,” she says, and grabs my face, kissing it.
I wake up in the Temple of Nothing, a tiger-man kissing a pillow.