non-lucid

Monday 1.20.14

Last night, bed 11:30pm - 5:45am

DR 2:40am

Second night in a row, I'm kicking some monster ass.

I'm in a grocery store. Have to lead a group of people to the other side, through some monster occupied part of a store. They called nurses office to come and help us. So some people in lab coats show up and show me an assortment of scalpels, tweezers, a kitchen knife. I pick the knife and we are on the move.

I get stabbed on my cheek and can't really talk. We get to the other, safe side and only after I collapse the notice I'm injured.

No fear of monsters at all. Pretty good feeling from job well done.

The first dream i had i was a monk. i wasn't able to write it down until i got to work so it might be a bit fuzzy. There is also something i would like to discuss at the end.

I was some kind of monk staying at a monastery. The Monastery was pretty low key, just a standard temple. However, there was a giant statue of Buddha in the middle of our monastery. The statue had to have been as tall as a skyscraper. The inside of the statue was hollow though, and it was a maze of caves, with hardly an light. Myself and two other monks thought it would be a good idea to explore the caves. We went inside for a bit and got lost. I ended up getting separated from them, but managed to find my way out. When i got out, there was two men in suites talking to the Abbot near the base of the statue. The Abbot was listening intently to what the men where saying...something about me joining them. I remember being upset by this, i did not want to leave the monastery, but i didn't say anything about it because i was too focused on telling the Abbot what had happened. I ran to the abott and told him what happened. I was expecting him to be very upset, and get angry with me, but he just smiled softly and said,

"i suppose we should go find them hmm."

The abbot and myself began running up the walkway to get into the Buddha with the two men in suites following us.I was not able to keep up with the Abbot and eventually lost him. The two men in suites also seemed to have disappeared. I remembered my monk training and remained calm and didn't freak out that i was lost and alone. The caves where very dark, and i couldn't really see, but i remained calm. I eventually saw some natural light, so instinctively i headed towards it. It had turned out to be a small room (or as much of a room as it could be considering it was a cave) with a small opening. The opening was just big enough for my arm to fit through, so i stuck it through and waved it around for a bit hoping somebody would see it and be able to help me. After a minute of silly flailing i removed my arm from the hole and instead put my eye up to. I peered out and realize i was too high up and that no one would even notice me. (the people where like Ants). I the decided to sit down and try to figure something out based on all the knowledge i had gained from the hole. I had figured that i was probably in Buddha's ear, so i should head downwards to try and get out, as that seemed logical. I sat for a little more, just resting with no thoughts in particular. I awoke while sitting there.

Now, the thing i wanted t odiscuss is that this dream has alot of similarities to other dreams. Yet again, dreams are either showing continuity in either story lines, or the same things happen in different ways. For example, in this dream i enter a dark cave and cannot keep up with the "leader". That happened in a nightmare that you can read somewhere below. Second, the men in suites trying to recruit me. I had a dream the other night (i didn't write it down because i was being lazy) that a man came to my apartment and tried to recruit me. I had at first accepted, but when i found out what he wanted me to do i refused and ran away from him. After i fled him i had run back to my apartment and it was burned down. Some other stuff happened in the dream but i ended up going to a superhero squad (yeah, lol) for help. As i was on my way out the door, one of the superhero's looked to me and said, "hey, you know-" but before he could finish i said "thanks but no thanks. i already have more than enough offers of people wanting me to join them." I think it was important because not only does it show that i was paying attention to what had happened earlier in the dream, but it also goes back to my other dream where a cop tries to recruit me. This would be the 3rd dream in almost 3 straight days where i am being recruited. I'm not sure what this person/things wants, but i believe it is not good and it has to stop invading my dreams...


For the next dream, it was actually quite warming and comforting, and very mellow.

It was winter time on a lake. The lake was large, surrounded soft shorlines that led into woods or shorelines that broke off into valley. The lake was half frozen and the surrounding land was covered in snow. The dream started off with me viewing a small group of animals swimming towards the shore. I was not actually looking with my own eyes, it was like watching a documentary. It was an assortment of animals. Ranging from cats, pigs, turtles and other random assorted creatures. Then, i finally "spawned" in the dream (and i was viewing it from my own eyes thankfully.) I was standing where the animals had come ashore and scattered off. They where long gone by the time i spawned and their footprints where pretty much faded. However, there was a small cat left there crying. I petted and comforted the cat and it stopped crying. It began snowing, so i started making a shelter. What happened next was a sort of time line, if you will. images of me
playing with the cat through the seasons, the cat getting bigger and older, and myself as well. The shelter growing fro ma simple shack into a full blow log cabin, growing in complexity. The cat and i where best friends. the dream ended with the cat and i sitting lazily atop hill off to the west of the lake, on a
warm sunny day....


Looking back at the dream, i realized the cat was orange, the same color as my old friend "kitty". It's strange, because i met kitty in an extremely similar fashion. I had found kitty in a graveyard, jsut a little kitten, alone scared and sad. I brought kitty back with me to my house, and kept him on my stomach for hours jsut petting him and telling him it was okay. Eventualyl he stopped shaking and crying and curled up and slept. Since then, kitty was my best friend. He grew up with me jsut as i did, and he only ever answered to me. He would cry at my door until i let him in. He would always cuddle on my lap when i watched tv, no matter how big he got. (he got pretty big at the end of his life). If he was across the yard playing, i would only have to call him once and he would come sprinting full force to my side. Kitty was the beset cat, and even better friend. I like to think that dream was Kitty just paying me a visit, and reminding me of some of the good times, and the important things in life.


This last dream isn't really a dream. It's a false awakening, but i thought it was really funny so i wanted to share it.

I get to work extremely early, (like an hour, sometimes earlier than that) and considering the over time is not allowed right now, i had nothing to do so i decided to take a nap in the conference room.. I had a false awakening where i woke up in the conference room, but i was late because it was the buzzer that woke me up. For some reason, in this dream i had 3 large boxes of pennies and dimes. I had jumped up at the sound of the buzzer and knocked the boxes all over the floor. I began scrambling, trying to pick them up, so i could clock in on time. While picking them up, i thought to myself "Wait, why the hell do i have all these coins and why did i bring them to work?" I then woke up for real in the conference room....10 minutes before the buzzer

It was kinda dis-orientating....

Journal Entry non-lucid #14 Dream, Lucid Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background:

Dream fragment 1 from 8:40pm-2:12am" Most Powerful Man in World": This man had conflict with his friend. The man was said to be the most powerful person in the world. He had all sorts of power which I don't remember very clearly but I remember that he can transform at will and cut through dimensions. He used his power to get even with his friend I woke up but I didn't record it upon awakening.

Dream fragment 2 from 8:40pm-2:12am" Samuel L. Jackson chased by Police": I was looking out the window of my kitchen. I see this purple car speeding and cops were after it. He parked his car and changed the color to dark orange. I looked at the driver and it was Samuel L. Jackson from pulp fiction, he had the hair and everythingI got up and recorded what I could here

I read Stephan LaBerge's book. I wrote down notes furiously taking it as serious as a classroom. After writing to the amount I already read. I continued to read and highlight important information. After about 1:30 I ate food then meditated before going to sleep. I felt very feverish so I put the bed sheets all the way up and gave myself a little space to breath from. I kept saying, "next time I am dreaming I will realize I am dreaming and I kept imaging myself doing reality checks.

Dream fragment 3 from 4:34am-6:11am " A Quick Lucid Dream caused by suffocation": I was asking this man about dream yoga. Not just anybody though, he is a Tibetan and has been practicing Dream Yoga for a long time, his name or title is Geshe Tenzin Wangyal Rinpoche. I found him on YouTube and watched some of his videos. So, I went and I asked him if he can give me tips about dream yoga or lucid dreaming he told me, "I know the 11th step to yoga". He looked very confused, as if he didn't know dream yoga. I started gasping for air and I asked him what is going on. He looked at me still confused. I realized I was dreaming and I tried to control my breathing, but I couldn't. I tried again and again, then I thought what if it was my waking body that is suffocating. so I decided to wake up . The bed sheet was on top of me and it completely covered me. I moved it and went back to sleep.

Dream fragment 4 from 4:34am-6:11am " True Nature of Reality (False Awakening #2)": I saw TO in my house. I told him about the short little lucid dream that I had but got ruined by the suffocation. He asked me in return, "what was your 1st dream?". I thought, "Why would he want to know that, does he want to know if he was in my dream or something". I tried to remember, but I couldn't. I took out my dream journal and it said that my first dream was about turning as large as the Earth. I thought "really?" but accepted it. He then told me that he was leaving. I remembered that it was Tuesday and remembered I don't have to go to class until later on. I asked if he wants some breakfast. He said no and offered me a ride. I looked outside and I saw 2 red dark wine colored cars parked next to each other.
I saw that the fence to my house was broken. I went over to pick it up and I tried to take it to my house. When I got there I realized there is a door already there. I turn back around my house changed and their is a fountain with statues, and it looked elegant. I jumped from my house door to the bottom of the stair case which led to the fountain and the statues. It was about a 15 ft jump up for a distance of 70 ft. Apparently the walk way to the statues and fountain connects our neighbors, and my neighbors never saw me before until today. I was jumping all over the place wrecking all the garden roses and flowers. I was running back and forth. I saw a dog as I zipped past it. The dog became very excited, so the owner pulled the collar. I though to myself it would be so cool if I had a bunch of dogs running with me, and I laughed at that thought. The dog got angry and bit me. I felt the pain on my hand but it didn't last long. As I was running away I told the guy if he let's his dog free I will kill the dog. Then I thought I could sue him for that. He put the dog in this garden metal thing that transports dirt. As we were walking this man said let the dog go. I became angry but explained the situation calmly to him. Then they calmed down the dog and let it free. It turned into some hippie hipster guy with shades on. He looked mad. I laughed and said that is not our guy. Then we looked for the dog and the dog was gone. So, I turned to see where the hipster went. It has now changed into my old middle school. I was told that I have a detention to serve, so I was looking for the room. I saw CT, and I asked him if he knows where the room is. A lot of people were passing by so he got distracted and told me no and left. I was thinking at this point what if this is a dream.
Then I woke up. I picked up the dream journal beside my bed and put on the light for it. I started writing my dreams down. I reflected on what happened and I was laughing. I was thinking to myself wow I nearly had a full lucid dream. I started hearing people walk around my house. It sounded like my cousin and her friends. She came to my door calling my name and asked me what I was doing in there I tried to ignore her and kept on writing my dream. She slipped through the door and I saw her. I remembered that the door is locked so she can't get in. With that realization, she popped right back out, I ran to the door and I opened it wide open. I yelled, "how did you just do that ?" She replied jokingly," oops phantom slip!" I said, "that is not good enough". I think I believed it because of quantum physics video I watched long time ago. It was explaining particles in term of a ball. It was something like if you bounce a ball on top of a table infinite times at some point it will pass through table. Then I did a reality check to make sure. I looked at my hands. IT FAILED. I didn't continue my normal routine R.C. though. I turned and the light in my room was now on. I go to get my dream journal. My dreams were now written on separate piece of paper. I thought this will take some time to copy over. My grandmother walks in to tell me she has food for me. My mother walks in to see my room. I looked around the room with suspicion, for I felt this weird oddity about the nature of my experience. I saw the elegant letter "A" in Tibetan on my wall just like I have in waking life. I also saw my vows right underneath that. I thought maybe that is what the Tibetans meant by when they say try to comprehend the true nature of reality. I thought maybe reality is just a dream and we are waiting to be awoken. when I said that I woke up immediately. I don't have a fence to my house or a fountain with statues. R.C still failing, but I only did one.

Reflection: I woke up with a thought and that is, "most people live life thinking that they are awake so they live life asleep, but the ones live life thinking that they are asleep live life awake."

Me and my sister walk up to this houses doorstep I've never seen before, it's night out and kind of dark purple and orange in the sky. I smack the door instead of knocking or ringing the bell and instantly my cousin answers and lets us in. We go to the table and sit down. I realize it's a party and we're late and she gives me a bag of chocolates and I look to see what they are, a kiss filled with almond, a kiss filled with peanut butter, and a kiss filled with peppermint-bark, and eat the peanut butter one and instantly become nauseous. Then I get up to walk it off and when I return my cousin has my chocolates, and I become irate, but realize they made me sick so I grow to not care. Then I walk out the front door to get fresh air and I wake up.

Me and my sister are at the bottom of my grandparents driveway. This girl walks up to us and begins to whisper something into my sisters ear. I become paranoid because the look on my sisters faced turns fearful. Then the girl looks down and giggles and then run though the gate and I watch my sister chase her. I chase after my sister asking her what did the girl say, my sister seems to be angry now, and the end of the driveway goes to a dark river instead of the street, the girl runs on the water and makes a right, I see my sister get into a canoe and row hastily towards the girl, I tried to jump on the my sisters canoe but she went to fast and I fell into the water and it drug me away towards the girl and my sister, I see a yellow canoe by me in the water and I climb in and begin to row towards them yelling for them but I can't catch up, and now I see three of my cousins in canoes rowing beside me and all of us are trying to catch up to my sister and that girl.

I'm at my grandparents house, I want to leave right now but everyone else says they're going to leave the next day, so my grandpa says I can take his rv and head out now. I agree and get into the rv, I turn it on and its starts to roll backwards down the long ass driveway. The brakes don't work, but I think at least it's rolling backwards really slow, so i back it into the fence. Then this guy gets in and says lets start over and suddenly he's in the driver seat and drives the rv into the grass field next to the house and says he hopes there isn't shit in the grass, I think about the holes, but he speeds up to the top, and I see a perfect turn in but he doesn't take it and it irritates me, he keeps going and goes through the front yard gate, and then we go back down the drive way.

I'm walking into the house from being at my grandmas or something, like from a short vacation. When I walk in the house I see my dad walk in from the hallway. I instantly know he's been in my room. I become infuriated for my mom letting him in our house and he instantly tries to regain power of the house and us. I tell my mom to call the cops now I know he has no right but she acts like she's too afraid. So I go to my room and dig through stuff for some reason, then I hear him coming so I go to my door and shut it and lock it. He starts banging on the door, and brakes it in. Then he tries to make me back down, but I don't and tell him I'll steal everything right back. And I'll sell his shit as fast as he sells mine. He becomes enraged because he can't instill fear in me, so he pushed me on my bed and had this metal stick and stabbed it at my throat, i try to block it with my hands but it cuts my skin and he walks out of my room. I run out behind him and plea with my mom to step up again but she just stands there and smile, so I turn around and hear him digging in my room, then he walks out with some of my stuff and a stack of my money and he laughs at me telling me what he's going to do with it, but then I get up and grab the money and put it in my pocket and say the same things back.

I'm looking at some kind of travel ad with a picture of a bridge and a quote calling it magical. A woman's complaining about the misuse of the quote - apparently it's a line from the end of a long poem about a more literal variety of magic, and the way the ad is using it is going completely against the spirit of the poem. She summarizes the poem, saying something along the lines of 'magic's one and only purpose: getting us outta here.'

As I think about what that means, I become lucid. I'm floating above the bridge from the image in that ad, high over a river, surrounded by trees; I fly along the road, over the trees, flying higher until I can see that this is an island, and I fly out over the water. It's all very beautiful, but I'm still thinking about what that woman had said, and I associate it with a quote from Tolkien in defense of escapism. (The quote: Why should a man be scorned if, finding himself in prison, he tries to get out and go home?) Thinking about Tolkien, I think that while I'm lucid, I'll go find some elves. But suddenly I feel a desperate need to, as the woman said, get outta here - rather than flying peacefully over the water, now I'm thinking of the sky as a barrier I have to break through; I'm very worked up about it. I fail completely.

When I stop trying to break through the sky, I find I'm now flying outside my IRL home. I land in a tree. My IRL neighbor's on the steps outside with some people I think of as her cousins, and she sees me. I feel embarrassed, a grown man climbing trees. The branch I'm sitting on breaks with a very loud crack, and although I don't fall very far at all, they run over to me. She scolds me for climbing trees when people are trying to sleep. We go inside. I'm still vaguely aware that I'm dreaming, but I'm thinking that I'll have to wait for these people to leave before I can do anything very interesting.

I 'wake up' on a bus. I think about the lucid dream I just had, but am distracted when Danica Patrick starts making out with the woman sitting next to me. (And yet it doesn't occur to me that I might still be dreaming...)

I'm in an office, talking to someone about the android I've been monitoring. The guy I'm talking to is the same model, and I'm asking him about some of the skills he was programmed with; I think there might be something wrong with the one I've been observing, she seems to have let some of her skills decay. He hints that maybe I've got an ulterior motive here, and he's right, but I insist I'm only concerned about my employer (their manufacturer)'s reputation. I'm thinking I'm going to have to download a training program so I can pose as a servant and infiltrate her owner's household.

(Woke up. Had an unusually difficult time getting back to sleep, I was up for at least an hour.)

There's two men sitting in front of a fireplace, a young man and an old one. The young man's saying, "Don't you want to help me?" There's a long pause. The young man isn't aware of it, but the person he's speaking to is his father-in-law; his wife, the old man's daughter, has recently passed away, and for some reason the old man thinks it's to his benefit to keep that connection secret. Now the old man says, "Your wife... Very sweet creature."

(Woke up. Back to sleep without difficulty this time.)

I'm on a train named after a greek goddess; I've just changed from a train called Autehna (which is meant to be Athena - my dreams have mixed up that name in a similar way before, again pronouncing it with a 't' instead of 'th'), and I'm thinking of the naming of the two trains as pleasantly symbolically appropriate. I'm writing in a journal. As I write, I see an image of what I'm writing about: a very powerful and morally dubious man offered me a position, and I turned him down, and I can't for the life of me figure out why. In the journal, I write that I must have learned in another life to refuse to get tangled up with the wicked and powerful.

Continuing as the same character from the train, I find my wife and children asleep around/under the Christmas tree.

Still the same character, I'm standing on a dock next to a rowboat full of men in red uniforms, casting off. I'm in the same uniform, as is the man beside me, but the two of us aren't going back to the ship with the rest. I'm thinking about that position I'd turned down, and the possible ill will resulting from that refusal, and I start to feel suspicious about the guy next to me. When I look at him, he takes off running down the dock, reaching for a rope. I reach for the weapon I've concealed in my false leg, and as I remove it I hear someone say "mon dieu!" I'm thinking about the various bits and pieces of myself that I've left behind.

(Woke up, once again couldn't get back to sleep and eventually gave up on it, even though I'd gotten only about 5 hours of sleep. Unusual.)

I entered a room with I think three friends of mine, but I did not recognise them after the dream. The room didn't really look that much like a room, but more like a prison cell. The floor was mossy / dirty and it just looked really shitty. I walked around a bit and mentioned that there was no way I'd be able to sleep normally in here. There were no windows of any description and there wasn't a shower either. All we had was a little basin to bathe in but that was full of moss and stuff as well.

Today i dreamt i was going to the cinema, i was on the cinema reception
there was a square glass separating me from viewing the person attending me.
i could see her face though, when i got there i said "good afternoon, i want a ticket for gran turismo movie and a pack of popcorn please"
I was happy because i was doing that by myself (i'm kinda shy so...) the lady said "There isn't any ticket for that movie"
and i said "I want a ticket for gran turismo movie please" she said "there isn't any ticket for that movie"
I looked up, to the movies board, i saw 2 same movies in different boards, they had a white cover and some scribbles on it.
i choosed that one, when i entered the cinema room, everything was dark, i just could see the TV light, and i thought to myself.
"Since she didn't asked me for a seat, i can sit wherever i want" so i was going to be back there, i pulled down the chair but then
i changed my mind and decided to go further front, i could see the movie better. i sitted and i saw there was a different movie
than i excepted, it was giving lacos de sangue (portuguese soap opera). i found it weird but i kept seeing it. then i found out
my geography teacher was sitted next to me.


Dream elements:

-cinema room
-geography teacher



Technique used: MILD


hours slept: 8 hours

This is going to be short because I forgot to write it down AGAIN!! ugh I am very disappointed with my self.

I was a police officer with others who had authority and we had to work together to complete a task. But my dad was drunk so he couldn't do it properly and it was very frustrating.

Two famous basketball players( I don't even like or watch basketball so I don't know who they could be) were raising money for charity. There were dogs and I ended up playing with the dogs with them.

Today i dreamt i was having a lunch with my dad and with beatriz silva.
I was so happy to spend my time with her, i had finish lunch, and my dad told
me yelling "Eat these meat!" i was kinda ashamed due to his bad behavior before
beatriz, i did what he told me, to not cause any more trouble or yelling. Beatriz got up
and my dad Yelled with her "Don't leave anything on the plate" she sitted down as well.
*Scenario changed*
This time the scenario was in the car, beatriz was driving, my brother was on the right
seat, my mom was on the left seat behind, and i was behind my brother, i was lying on the
car's "Sofa" but i was shrunken, i said "I will kill you" in japanese "shine obokurus" (i know it isn't)
but that was what i said, or something among this words. and beatriz started laughing out loud.
i was happy to make her laugh.


Dream elements:

-beatriz silva
-dad
-mom
-brother
-laying in car



Technique used: MILD


hours slept: 8 hours

today i dreamt i was in desert storm game, i was behind a rock, there was a sandstorm but me and my partners had to destroy
those 2 tanks. i tried to take a peek and they shooted a cannon bullet. i threw a smoke grenade so they couldn't see me.
i tried to sneak near them, when i got near them, i planted a c4 bomb, then i tried to go far away, keep throwing
smoke grenades, then i enabled the c4 bomb, and they both exploded. behind my mates there was a helicopter coming
above from that sand abyss, then my mates entered the helicopter.


Dream elements:

-Desert storm (game)



Technique used: ----------


hours slept: 7 hours

non lucid
*Me and my girlfriend flew in a car with by her sisters house.
*Roberto's mom kept saying his name when he wasn't around.
*Fell in love with a Japanese girl.
*My sister gave my brother an awesome CD we all listened to.
*Offering cake sincerely to all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.
*Exploring a random house in my old apartment complex.

Journal Entry non-lucid #9 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background:I slept late, and I woke up at 4am. I read some of Stephan Labergs book and went to sleep about 6:00am. The first dream was fueled by emotion because I was angry that day. Again 2nd dream I have no idea where it is coming from. I get celebrity appearances for some reason. Of course false awakening because I do reality checks when I wake up. I don't know where the "sign" dream came from.

Dream fragment 1 from 11:00pm-4:00am" Racist Black Guy": I was in a classroom, and my old math teacher from Calc II was passing back grades. Everybody was happy about their grades, I was also. My math teacher walked to me and said something funny then left. We were just sitting there waiting for something to happen. This girl, teacher's assistant, from Chem 120 walked in and told us to get to a chair. We all sat on same table. I sat next to, TO, he got up and asked me if I can hold his seat for him. As soon as he got up this black guy steals the seat, and he says, " I ain't even about to give back to him". He looked like a basketball player, way taller than me. I got mad after he said that, and I told him to get up from the seat. He started backing out with the seat because it was a rolling chair. He got up and he said," For real! you ain't going to stick with your own kind?" I told him that it is not about color or race. He got mad and said," You dark ass n*gga". I looked at my skin color, and then his. I started laughing because he was darker than me, and I thought he was joking. I then told him, " I love him for that" (for the joke). Despite my change of attitude towards him, he didn't change, he was still angry. He murmured something before he went in a different class room that got me mad. I went to this wall, they had little advertisement nailed to the wall. I picked out the nail, it was about the size of my fingers. I put them in between my fingers. I was now very angry. I didn't do anything though because he went inside the classroom. I carried this negative energy when I went back into the classroom. I tried to find the movable chair for my friend, but he already was already sitting down. I then put the nails next to him and sat down. The teacher's assistant then kept blabbering about how I am going to get a bad grade in class if I do that again. She told me what do you do everyday? do you waste your time? I got up and I wanted to brag about my grades, but I reminded myself very briefly that showing off is not for me and success is defined by me.

Dream fragment 2 from 6:15am-8:11am" Mr. White's Hit list": I was at a gas station with Walter White from breaking bad. He wanted to kill this man because their was a hit on him. The man was heavily surrounded by private security guards. When we got their, me and a couple of other people convinced Mr. white to leave. It seemed at first that he would listen, but instead he became desperate and tried to run him over. The security guards immediately took him inside a building. After being a little shaken by the incident, he backed up the car and parked a block away. He wasn't deterred by failing. We wanted to leave. The man with the hit on his head tried to scramble to a car. While his security guards were rushing to get going this man shows up to the car and smashes the mans face with a piece of plank. His head was torn off. It looked gruesome because it was blood and stuff mean just gushing out, but it wasn't "accurate". In waking life the skull would have been fractured and stuff like that. Instead it was like he didn't have any bone on him. White wanted to make sure he was dead, he grabbed his gun and walked out the car. He walked very slowly and very calmly, while his face looks furious. The private security guards blame his and started opening fire on us.

Dream fragment 3 from 6:15am-8:11am " False awakening": I woke up from my dream and started writing my dream in my dream journal. My sister shows up and starts talking to me about something. I wasn't listening, but instead trying to remember my dream. Then I woke up.

Dream fragment 4 from 6:15am-8:11am " Sign": I was with my dad inside a car. I started having this nasty cough. I felt it to my bone. I told him I am going to need medicine. He advised me not to take any type of medicine. I was trying to get a very light cough medicine. We arrived at our house while I was asking him. The neighborhood looked very dark at first. It looked like sun was setting. People were running back and forth. I saw this sign outside of my house, on the side walk. I think it read "Here is proof for actual claim to this property" (I assume it was talking about the sidewalk). I then questioned why it would be there. I rationalized it by saying that my uncle must have put it there. I forgot that my uncle has moved out about a couple of months ago. I then tried to remove and realized that I wasn't strong enough and I went to my garage door. Incredible details in this dream, very clear, and I actually felt more connected to this dream.