non-lucid

Soo - I gave it a stab and made around 20 intense RRCs in the daytime - and - tadaa!!
Every single time I go to the toilet for example and other triggers - found to my embarrassment, that I have loads of toilets in my dreams.
And I believe it worked almost specifically - with locking a door and myself in somewhere - that brought it over this time.
I had never done more than 8 of the things before - shame on me.

I was having a crazy dream - somebody was after me - a woman - and she wanted to infect me with a disease she had.
Forgot, why she was so angry.
And when I managed to lock myself into a room - I remembered to RC/felt somehow it was a dream.
Nose plug - like also done every time with the day RCs - worked perfectly.
But what came to my mind this time wasn't darts or TOTMs - but dutchraptors 5 lucid criteria.
I knew that I was dreaming - I remembered these criteria - and decided to break through a closed window.
First I touched the glass - and then I just pushed my lower arms through.
What happened when I broke through was, that this window behaved, as if it had been a thin plastic foil with some metal-foil mimicking a mirror then.
So then I was outside and hovering like 2 m over the ground - and wanted to make sure, I know there are no consequences to what I do.
There was a group of people standing about - and I took a long stick from a tree - and poked them.
I know..
At least I didn't care, what they thought of me. They looked a bit afraid, asked what that was all about - but didn't leave.
Well yeah - and I was on the one hand able to contemplate, that it constituted a failure not to do more - on the other hand - I couldn't bring myself to seriously hurt or kill somebody.
With that I lost lucidity.

But a bit later in the dream - again hiding from somebody in an enclosed space - once more lucid.
Again - nose plug - worked a treat.
Once I was out there and had roamed about a bit, though - a DC came along and told me I have to do this and that to solve a real-life problem - pretty convincingly - and I lost lucidity and went about doing what that person had said.

When I woke up - I found out, this dream had started only 2 hours and a bit after me falling asleep.
I put out the alarms then - but got to put them on earlier next night, I guess.

Morning of January 29, 2014. Wednesday.



It seems we are living in one of our old apartments, on Duffy Street in Bundaberg, but it is much bigger. There is one part where it seems that there are several doors on the way to our carport area. Someone had left some doors open and I am somewhat annoyed. The neighbor’s truck seems to be in our carport. It is supposedly cool in my dream, and I am somewhat concerned with wintry winds entering our place even though it is very hot here in real life.

Later, I have a portable nuclear missile launcher near the kitchen area. I do not know how this came about. Apparently I had placed it in a baby stroller and carted it home. Perhaps I thought it was an old air conditioner (or heater?) a business had set out in the alley for cleanup removal. It looks like a large square commercial humidifier yet is somehow armed with at least two missiles (or perhaps even four). I do not consider how absurd it would be for a nuclear missile to somehow fit inside a humidifier. I find myself with ideas on launching an attack on the other side of the world from the convenience of my home, perhaps three or four different main locations, if possible, to eliminate the most people.

I am not even sure why this decision has been reached, but it is partly because of bringing down the population, I think, for the benefit of all, but especially for the benefit of my descendents and certain “unspoiled” regions. It is not very logical, as such weapons destroy natural resources as well.

I set up the launch with some sort of small control pad that is separate and attached to the larger machine with a few wires. I watch something on a television screen, but am not sure if it is directly related to the missile launcher, but it is supposedly a targeted area, seemingly a Comic-Con event with William Shatner as the main speaker. There may be something about him running for office as well or at least something related to politics. (This is perhaps from posts relating to William Shatner in my Facebook news feed over the last few days in real life.)

Eventually I realize that it would probably not be a good idea to launch the missiles and kill millions of people.

However, this is only because I do not want holes in our ceiling and roof of our apartment (as my perspective grows in lucidity though I am not fully lucid), which might be pricey to repair as well as possibly cause water damage in our place if it rains, so I begin to shut down the launch sequence after making a mental note of it. At this point, it is very vivid (but not in full acknowledgment I am in a dream - otherwise I would likely have launched them just to see what would happen) and I puzzle somewhat over the idea of how missiles would otherwise go up and through the ceiling without incident. It does seem that they could at first, but there is a strange ambiguity in trying to work out the nature of the setting.

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Morning of January 29, 2014. Wednesday. [Dual narrative format utilized Saturday, 29 July 2017.]



[Through the haze of sleep, random thoughts of the 1959 Japanese movie “The Manster” activate for no particular reason.]

My dream has a fictional backstory in which I am a military convict though I am not me but with a different role and a different past. I seem to be with a group of fellow escapees.

[Does a dream of “being someone else” really have any meaning? Or maybe it is moot, as the dream self is, by its very nature, not the conscious self. Does an actor only choose roles which are true to their nature and are exactly like them? No.]

I eventually decide to go off on my own after the rest of them choose to hide in a building that is not very easy to hide in in my opinion. They plan to stay for a week or two. They may stay within rooms that are accessed via other rooms that are somewhat difficult to go through. However, the authorities are already nearby in the same area, not even a full block away. This makes me wary of their choice to stay here.

[Dream characters are fickle. What is there even to hide from in a dream? The preconscious is sometimes a nuisance of course, especially in the last dream of a sleeping period, but then, waking is a biological necessity. No one should fear neural patterns that activate throughout the sleep cycle. No one should run from The Waker.]

The other prisoners think that I am wrong in leaving the building, because I would be more in the open, but it really does not seem problematic to me as such. I run near an area with mostly tall grass and railroad tracks as well as within residential areas. I only see two police cars and a few military vehicles going the opposite direction that I am. I mainly seem to be going north and northeast.

[I have freedom within my dream, as well as infinite potential. I am of my own mind. How could I not be free?]

There is the cliché of taking a role onstage, pretending to be a part of the play while I am being looked for, and in this case I am not discovered. The other actors do not seem to care about my intrusion.

[A reinduction factor activates as I think of my unconscious mind as being “underground” or “below”. It is there I can be “lower” in my dream state and “farther” from The Waker aka the preconscious.]

My situation partly resets and repeats as I end up going into an underground area, but which turns out to be some sort of clothing store where I end up in a fashion show preparation, pretending to be one of the male models. In fact, an unknown female seems to think I am the main model to be in the show. Even so, most of the other models do not even show up.

[This is interesting but one cannot hide from the dynamics of their conscious self forever, especially after enough physical vitality is reattained. Regardless of how opportunistic real life may be, the fictional dream self can be very stubborn in avoiding its natural fate of cessation.]

I choose to go into an unlocked house from an alley. This unfamiliar house is semi-dark inside. Suddenly, a younger version of my wife Zsuzsanna appears. I soon appear to be on a large bed (the head of it to the north) trying to work out what direction to go from here. Still, something seems different about the nature of who I am.

[Many threads of my conscious self have activated. I am no longer in my dream self’s original role. I start to remember my years of happiness with Zsuzsanna. The preconscious must be lurking nearby. The bed is present and reminding me I must have been sleeping all this time.]

I have strange sensations in my body, oriented somewhat to my left side. It is not like any form of physical hypnopompia that I can remember experiencing before. I hold onto Zsuzsanna and we start indulging in passion.

[Where is the preconscious? It is a mystery - or maybe he or she is gone since I have accepted that my real physical body is in bed asleep.]

A military convict, one of the men from the first part of my dream, emerges from my body from my left side. It is like the climatic scene from “The Manster”. We are now two people. The other male looks at me in a very puzzled manner. Zsuzsanna seemingly makes sounds like a panther, growling and hissing, though it is more as if these are sounds from elsewhere, perhaps from a real panther that remains unseen. Still, the other male has had enough and runs off. He does not need to wake me as I am already waking. I have a pleasurable feeling.

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Journal Entry non-lucid #20 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background:

Dream fragment 1 from 9:10pm-2:40am"": I was working on a math problem with TO and other people. We discussed this math problem together and I was wrong. I kept working on the math problem trying to get it right.

Dream fragment 2 from 9:10pm-2:40am"": I was passing by a race. I saw this buff man throw a car like it was nothing, a monster truck. He did some cool moves. I asked him what muscle he exercise he told me thumbs.

Dream fragment 3 from 9:10pm-2:40am"": I was trying to do a prank, but didn't. I was spectating some girls life. The towns people or her friends wanted her to stop seeing her boyfriend, she kept refusing. This man came to her and started waving a credit card at her to ditch her boyfriend. When all else failed they threatened to kill her boyfriend. She wouldn't listen. She started running to her boyfriend. She saw him through the window and he had this thing connected to his waist. It exploded, she fell with laughter. It looked like he farted when it exploded and it didn't kill him. It just look like he took a massive dump. Every body laughed but me.

Also dark vadar was wearing an Irish skirt with the instrument playing the star wars theme song.

this dream was broken up into two fragments.
1) I was driving down the street I saw natalie standing on the sidewalk. I got really excited and yelled "hey natt!" i saw her smile and she said "hey matt!" in that giddy way she used to do. Unfortunatley i did not got to visit long cuz though i wanted to stop the car kept in motion. When i arrived home i told my dad i would try and quit smoking ciggarettes for good. (i don't even smoke in real life) he was proud of me nonetheless

2) now for the realy fucked up part of my dream. So my cats tucker and pheobe both walked out the slighly ajar front door. nothting unusual about that until moments later a horde of Tuckers and Pheobes came running into the house. (tucker is a boy, big ole white and orange tabby, and pheobe a girl, innocent, petitie, mostly white with some patches of other colors on her coat, most remarkably she has one green eye and one blue eye)
I was really freaked out and immediatley tried to figure out which cat was the original tucker and pheobe. I began looking at each pheobe, some were white with her patches but had green eyes, others had the eyes correct but were all white. I was really scared and wanted the vagrant animals out of my house.

I got really scared when the tuckers began attacking the pheobes. i particularly recall the ghastly image of a tucker bitting into the kneck of a pheobe and watching the pheobe go limp. frantically i kept searching through the cats runing through my living room until finally i came across what i believed was the real pheobe. her eyes were normal and fur coat looked okay. i picked her up and thats when the dream ended.
(note, also remember seeing Rickey in this dream)

whats weird is the next day my mom called me and told me pheoebe has to get surgery along with tucker. WTF!!

I met a chick in a shop, who looked exactly like someone i know, but she was older. I was talking to her, she had her 5yr daughter with her. And they both had the same name- My name. I went home. Which seemed to be a large Queenslander, and the two small rooms beside it. I was under the house with a cat, I wasn't meant to be there. And then I was on the veranda, talking normally. But I kept being told to be quiet as a baby was asleep. So I yelled that my voice is louder than others, and left. I walked to my room. I shared it with another female. Some guy rocked up in a white ute and knocked on my door. He asked me where is girlfriend was.I didn't know. So he kept demanding, and telling me I did know. The whole time he was arguing with me, I was staring right into his eyes, they were a beautiful rich greeny/aqua color. I tried shutting the door on him, but he was too strong, so he was in my room. We heard screaming coming from the other room, and went to look. The guy in the other room and a mate, were killing green eyes' girlfriend. Bashing her head in with a rock. I screamed, and Green encircled me with his arms, backing out the doors. We fell down the stairs, and hid under them. The killers came out and threw the dead female down the stairs. She had blood all over her. Green was trying to calm me down, but I was struggling. The killers saw us. So we ran from under the stairs. (I still don't know why we didn't get in his car and drive off.) I forget what happens here. But we both live. And then my two younger brothers and I,are going to hide. There's a massive shed, with a fridge in it. We have all our food in it, and a power lead which leads up above. We're suddenly walking on a bush track.. which is above the shed. To this little village. It has heaps of houses that are tall with pointy rooves. And they're all blue. We hop on top of them with a mattress, to get to the other end quicker. My brothers hop off halfway through, and its just me. I slid down one roof, catch a window, and somehow slide to the other roof. But at the last roof, there was no window. I tried slowing down, but I couldn't, and I was terrified to land on the ground and it'd hurt. I landed on the concrete ground, on the mattress. And it didn't hurt. I ended up watching a movie with my ear buds on my phone. We could hear the guys under us, chilling and being normal. My brothers were sweeping the ground, but being too noise, so I told them to be quiet. They said it didn't matter, they told mum we're up here, and she told everyone. I got up them, said that they'd kill me if they find me. And we'll go in my car as soon as, in the morning. Across the state somewhere. Since they can hear us up here, I throw off that we're watching the sunrise, as we can see it from the deck at the edge of the village. They reply to me, sounding like they don't believe it. There's a ton of smoke around the sun and you can hardly see it. So we went back to the house. Before it got dark, I headed back to the shed. I checked the fridge, and everything was warm. The meat un-frozen. So I looked at the powereads, but it wasnt them. The kids had stuffed everything in there and it wouldn't close properly. So I was about to sort that out. When the two guys, and three of their friends stood there. Holding rocks and knives. I begged and screamed. In the end I covered my mouth with my hands, and whimpered. They started to walk close to me. So I let out one last scream. Someone came out of Dads shed, so I thought it was him. So I ran over, the killers not following me. Iran into the shed, and shut the door. Turned around. And it was some tall guy in overalls. With a dagger. He grinned and me, and all I could think, was its gonna hurt so much. He was about to stab me, and then my whole body had a massive warm tingle/shiver, from my head to my feet. And I woke up.

I never dream that I'm gonna die.. Or that I'm gonna get hurt. So it was completely different.

I'm in this outside hallway, looks that of my high school or middle school or some shit. I'm just standing there with two DC's while all these people walk places they need to be. I tell one of the DC's that I finally cut my nails, and then I show him, but then he just stares at my nails with a confused look on his face, then he looks at my face with the same look and then totally walks away. So then I look at the other DC that is with me and he give me a sad look then walks away, I wonder what I have done wrong, so I look down at my nails, and they're long as fuck but I remember I cut them in WL and also they have dirt under them, I feel annoyed that they grew back or I never cut them or something, but I was more confused as to why it offended those two people so damn much, so I planned to go cut them off.

Me my sister and my half sister are standing in my yard in front of my house. It is pitch dark night. For some reason we are looking into the sky and night clouds form, then we see them form into land in the sky, choppy patterned green beige and orange islands. They are frightened and ask me what is going on, I tell them a storm is coming, but not the usual kind. They are confused by my explanation. I tell them a storm of evil is coming. And I was right, we see two missiles shoot down from the sky from far away, and it lands somewhere and the earth rumbles a little bit, and I bright flash of light shines from of the earth where the missiles landed. I told them now look what forms in the sky, we look and we see symbols, satanic symbols. Evil depictions. My mom runs out and asks what's going on, I tell her to look at the sky, she does and see's all the things, they form and disappear fast and new things form. Then I pointed them all to a part of the sky that seems to have a holy depiction, we are iffy of it but I can tell we all seem relieved by it. Then we all walk towards the house and go into the door into the house and we lose our worry.

I am in Hollywood California as a tourist just wondering around seeing the sights taking it all in. I find myself at some kind of red carpet and there are many celebrities gathered for some reason. There aren't many people around so I figure this is a prime opportunity to hang out with some famous people. I see Ben Affleck with a few other people and I signal him to come over, he walks over a few seconds later with a couple girls apologizing that he was chatting with Milla Jovovich. I ask them if they want to hang out in the arcade next door and they happily take me up. We walk in and the two girls are fixated on an sort of skee-ball game that involves throwing lemons down an ally at specific targets for points. I walk around with Ben and we just chat about life as norm and how people react to them in general. When we come back to the skee-ball game he joins them and I decide to walk around some more there are bright colors and lights and all sorts of arcade sounds I am somewhat pleased by the environment. I return to the three of them and Milla is now in the group playing the lemon game. Ben is requisitioned by some fans and follows them out the door of the arcade. I step in on the game and ask the girls if I can join them, they are more than happy to play with me. I am overjoyed I am playing the lemon game with Milla and Bens date. As I throw the lemons down the alley it is slightly more difficult than it looks and I am embarrassed about wasting their lemons. Other fans have stepped into the game and were allowing themselves to be the targets for the girls to throw at, they are being cheeky and the girls giggle. So I allow them to play some more and then walk away out the door Ben went. He was posing for pictures on the sidewalk and sitting on some kind on wagon facing the street. I wave goodbye and continue down the road.
It is mostly tourists flocking the streets now. Like a sea of tourists, we are all headed to a good look out point to take photos of the Hollywood sign. I can barely see it from where I am, a local tells me the best place to shoot is from a hillside in the distance they point to and I see people filing that way. I am on the edge of the city and there is a small patch of woods between me and the hillside. I have to travel down a ravine of some sort and it is quite muddy. I notice there are very large pinkish orangy mushroom type trees littering the Forrest. They have large spines on them that bend easily to the touch. I am aware I have never seen anything like this and they seem either alien or prehistoric. I am following a man who has fairly certain footing though he begins to travel away from where we are going and I recommend we take the path of a fallen tree which is more direct he follows my advice and we advance together.
When I am finally approaching the open hillside I notice a man dressed in biblical attire singing a gospel, those around him chime in and suddenly the entire mass of a thousand people easy are all singing praises at the top of their lungs. It is breathtaking. As I am walking by the people who have stopped to sing I begin clapping the rhythm of the song, I begin jogging and I am suddenly in biblical clothes myself. The wind is blowing rather hard against my tunics and I hold the edges of my gown convinced I can glide on the wind. The singing picks up as I lift off the ground moving with speed in the air powered by the wind and my gown of flowing fabric. I glide forward and backward zig zagging the entire group moving down the hillside. I am overwhelmed by the experience the singing is magnificently heard from this height. The people see me and exclaim I must be the real one! I come closer to the ground towards the edge of the hillside which is more of a cliff. I turn and land though the wind is pulling me towards the cliffs edge. I am gripping the soil trying to maintain and three women who are African american offer me their hands to pull me up. I am eternally grateful, as I am walking back up there is another boy on the cliffs edge, I reach back and help him up as well the singing is dying down and all of the people seem focused on me.
The Hollywood sign is no where to be seen.

Me and my cousin are on a grass hill. With further inspection it seems we are on the hill that has the Hollywood sign. We are just sitting in the grass picking little yellow flowers and soaking up the sun. My cousin shows me a funny camera eye position like in a game to do on the hill, so I try it and I go into first person and roll on the grass and the world spins in circle in my vision, I see sky grass sky grass sky grass, and we both laugh as we're rolling along the side of the hill. Then my cousin stands up and jump out in the air away from the hill and begins to sore down and glide almost, and then she pulls a parachute, so I do the same and jump out and sore towards her and then pull my parachute. Then we slowly float over the expensive homes. We go over the one home only floating a couple feet above the roof and land in the back yards jacuzzi, and then turn to see a girl in a brown bikini on a reclined beach chair with glasses on and drinking from a pink drink. She had a look of shock, then she screams something at the glass door on the back of her house. Me and my cousin are to chill to get out of the jacuzzi, so we just stay there, and then this man with salt and pepper colored hair runs out and smacks us with a blue net stick thing, but me and my cousin just sit there and take the beating with a relaxed facial expression, and we ask the girl to pass the sun screen so we won't burn, but the girl gives us an angry ass look, but then she ends up tossing it to us.

I'm at my cousin house, her daughter son husband and some of her friends are over. We are all sitting on two couches, and I guess we are all watching a football game. My Uncle builds this thing out of collector soccer boxes from Jack in the box or some shit. He just collected them because he must be better then everybody even at stupid shit like collecting puzzle like soccer boxes. You can put them together into different shapes. My uncle passes it around so he can feel pride that everyone is looking at it, but my cousins husband takes it and kicks it like a soccer ball, so them we all start to kick it back and forth and my uncle tries to get it back but we destroy it, but who cares it's cardboard from jack in the box. Then my uncle storms out of the room and we all continue to watch football.

=== Going To School To Do Integrals After Being Up All Night ===
I had been up all night and I had planned on skipping school. It looked like I was in an apartment with my mom, in the layout of Variel St. I decided I was going to go anyway. Apparently math was on the list of topics that day. I was thinking of integrals and seeing these formulas. Something about integration symbols that required a functional transformation prior to calculating the integral, and that they type of integral determined the function to perform, whereas standard integrals just require the integral step and no prior transformation. I referred to this thing called a "natural integral". Complex numbers came up too.

=== Slinky Diving Boards ===
My mom and I are watching a scene of these two people, falling down this series of diving boards like a slinky, really exaggeratedly, like, flailing in the air. The diving boards are successively lower and further forward, like stairs, and head over head, the girl on the left (her right) and they guy on the right are tumbling, board by board towards the bottom. My mom rewinds the scene at one point and starts it from a point just a half second from where I would have liked her to, like when she fast forwards past commercials and cuts off a word or two. So they're falling falling until they're about to his the water, and it seems like one of them may land in the water and the other might get hurt, landing on a solid surface, but they both seem to hit the water. Then I'm in the water and telling this older woman not to worry, that "Bodies are beautiful", because it seemed for some reason that her top was coming off or was gonna end up being off. She responds as though she doesn't exactly agree.

=== The Dogs With That Illness ===
I lying on this floor and there are puppy dogs all around me, just hoarded around, and someone comments about how the dogs love me. Someone says something about these dogs being known for some disease, some old fashion but heard of disease. They either get it a lot, or don't catch it very well, maybe they're like carriers that are immune or whatever, but at that time I have this feeling in my nose, this slightly stuffy hot feelings. I'm thinking maybe their presence might be healing, but I'm not entirely sure they won't make it worse.

=== The Balconied Chasm ===
I'm with this kid and Spanish is involved, he's like speaking to me in Spanish. Then, we're by this building and there's like this plaque on this building. I mention to the kid that this place was specially selected for it's appearance. This place was like, two rows of balconied buildings, across a wide chasm, that could have had who knows what below, but it was far down. All the buildings had this like, clean tight appearance, and the plaque said it was chosen as the location due to that. So I told the boy, asked if he know that, and then showed him the plaque where it said as much. I felt like maybe we could lose our footing and get hurt, and the kid didn't seem to card, and I just let go of my concern out of a tiredness of always having to feel concerned about something.

=== Dementia Patients With Their Own Agenda ===
There's this group of patients at a hospital in a room together. They are suffering from dementia. They're trying to protect one of their own, by keeping some information from the powers that be, in the hopes that the person they're protecting will get a benefit they were looking for, I think the ability to be checked out. Then at one point something goes missing and they do this search. The search is carried out by the patients and at the end this guy goes to tell this other patient guy about something that had gone missing with the intention of concealing that information from the powers that be, but those powers had gotten involved surreptitiously, so the one patient was really informing an authority when he thought he was just talking to another patient.

=== Getting All Your Friends Killed ===
So this scene starts with this girl standing by a body and it's of some guy she had killed. Then this other girl comes up and says to that girl that she's gotten all three of them killed. Then this guy shows up and he's going to kill them. He rounds everybody up and he takes them along. As he is taking them to some destination, he runs into me and he asks me if I want to go with him and maybe do some work for him or if I want to be dropped off where the girls are going. I say where the girls are going is fine, and I'm basically saying I'll take my chances with death over being your minion. We get to our final destination and he comments to some other guy that I was the best of his workers. This guy rides by on a bicycle and I think he's going to kill me, but he just rides by. He takes the girl over to like a pier. He gives instructions telling her to jump into the ocean water at a certain time. Then I start seeing this scene about how, these whale like creatures, there are so many of them in the ocean and you'd think they run into each other a lot more often, but they way they barely dip to the ocean floor and then bound back up to the surface in these archs keep them from running into one another very often. I could see one under water and it put me to mind of a rolly polly, and had these like, claws. So with this woman in the water, that group of men is going to like, turn into these creatures, hunt her and rip her apart and eat her. As that's getting ready to happen she ends up instead on their ship as a hostage. It seems her life might be spared. They have this thing on her throat and she's told if she doesn't scream she may survive. This thing causes her a ton of pain, and she does her very best to not let any sound escape, and so far none has. The guy says that her throat will eventually heal itself, she need not worry. Well then at some point she ends up escaping into the water, and they try to catch her. I can see the water shining along the water in search of her and they see her, but then she skirts away at a lighting fast, non-human, speed. Those guys send a squadron of four women into the water to find her, and they seem like a formidable team. At one point they try to get her, but she dives down deep into the water, so they follow her, but she does something tricky and ends up making one of the squadron members seem like her down there, so that one of the other squadron member's rushes on her. They do, and they figure out they're wasting their time. Now the scene changes (perhaps a different dream fragment later) and the female escapee is by this 18-wheeler. She takes her opportunity and slips over this fence. On the other side is this group of three family members playing. When the girl is followed over the fence, they talk to the family, and the family seems to have an agenda, and they try to act like they know nothing and save the girl, but it also seems like they have some skills, and maybe are intelligence forces against those bad guys.

I'm in this government type experiment lab, it's as if I've woken up here in this insanely lit up room. I see a person in a white lab coat messing with stuff on a table by the wall. I get up off this table I was laying on and I go for the door and open it and sneak out without that person knowing. I wander through some dark halls that look that of a hotel. The floor is carpeted with dark maroon and navy blue. I turn a corner and see two female workers in white lab coats, they panic with fright at first, but then they turn aggressive towards me and chase me and yell for other people that I escaped and to come get me. I run back around the corner I cam and into this door, and there's another female in a white lab coat and she panics at first then chases me so I run around into another door and shut it and lock it before she gets to me. Then open a different door and see stairs, I run down the stairs as fast as possible and now the stairs are going down in a spiral. I get the the lowest level, and I sneak into the lobby, I see only one worker at the front desk, he's preoccupied by the computer so I make a mad dash for the glass door, and sprint into the streets of my childhood neighborhood. I hear cops sirens coming from a short distance away. I know they're for me. I run straight in the middle of the street and it's a very dark night. For some reason now I have this long stick, and I'm still running towards my old house so I can get cover, but I see this man in the distance but its dark I just see his silhouette. I hide my stick behind me but at first it's side ways so I think her can see it, So I put it long ways behind me. Then I come up to him and I expect him to attack me, but he asks me what the fuck am I doing and I tell him that people were after me and now the police are coming for me, then he says I can hide at this place he was heading. So I follow him just to the left into this building lit up from this inside with gold light. When we are in I here people singing in unison. I think it's a church. He takes me passed the other people and into this back room, he tells me I can go to sleep in here. I see this woman who looks to be in her late 50's sleeping on this bed, and there's ratty blankets all over the floor and a teen girl laying in one area, and a young boy about 7 laying on the floor behind the door beside a open sliding closet. I take care not to wake up the older woman, I fear she'll freak out that I'm in here, but the girl and boy are awake and smiling at me, they seem happy to have a visitor, the girl motions me over to sleep by her, so I walk quietly over, but the older woman slightly wakes up and looks at me. I expect her to kick me out, but she just seemed annoyed that I was up and she told me to lay down and get to sleep so I do, even though the blankets are so cold, so I lay near where that girl warmed the floor blankets.

I dreamed that I was in a car with my father and he was driving on a highway. Then we jump over a ramp from the road and were in free fall. Then the sceen slowed down and I realized it was a dream, I thought: "Oh this is a dream let's get out of the car and do something fun" and i tried to say the same to my father, telepathicaly. I didn't think of the fact that he was only a projection of mine Even though I knew it was a dream and wanted to get out of the car, I forgot that I was almighty and instead of just thinking another sceen(which I normaly can do, when I understand that it's a dream), I tried to climb out of the window.

NON LUCID
*Vision of the view of the milky lake of oddiyana.
*Padmasambhava appeared in the sky on a lotus.
*I beat someone in some kind of game.