non-lucid

First Dream
I was bored,talking to someone in a old telephone,and teleported to where he was.It was a beach place,there was people I know from different schools,and a teacher I have a bit of a crush on,he hugged everybody as we were coming closer to him.Later I was in this room in a colorful square pattern(ground,walls and ceiling)mainly of blue,red and yellow.There was some videogames there,but it was suffocating,and I decided to leave.The hallway was the same pattern,and suddenly I was in a pine forest place,with long bodies of water with a bridge to connect the land.I tried to go back but fell into the water.A guy helped me,I asked where I was,I was worried on how I would go back home.He said it was a viking country in Central America,and dunno why,I got relieved.

Second Dream
I was on a family meeting,the house was a fancy beach house with bright colors on the wall such as red and purple,dark wood furniture and moroccan design.I was in a room talking to my mother and the same teacher from the first dream(it happened the night before this one) came into the room and started to talk about something

Those dreams were not lucid,but very vivid.They happened a few night ago.

I'm in a kind of hospital room where a young man is immobilized on a bed with his family and two children who seem to be twins. The children are blond , about 4 years old. I begin to play with one of the children and it disappears. Then I started playing with the other. I lie on the floor and lift the child wiht one hand and he begins to laugh. All of the sudden the child goes to the bed where the young man lies. He jumsp on the bed and falls to the other side.I managed to lift the child but soon he seems to have difficulty breathing as if he was choking. The Child's nose begins to ooze and then I ask one of the family a piece of cloth to clean it. The child's head is tilted and I tell the family that the child has trouble breathing. The family is angry. They take the child and put him under the bed. I leave the room angry. I wake up.

So I was in this prison, I sat with all the other convicts around some tables. Then I started thinking: what have I done to deserve this? and I came up with nothing, and whoah, I started thinking it was a dream. I checked my hands, both sides, and both of them had stubby fingers, like 1 cm long only.

So I thought: yay lucid! Then I got up, and thought I should explore a bit of this prison. So I went out of the main cell block and went up the stairs, no one even looking at me, like they would if the people in a dream sees me do something out of the ordinary. I didnt think of that at the time, but then this cute girl came running after me, while I was in the middle of the stairs, never seen her before in my waking life. (well, probably don't remember that I've seen her) so I asked her something, I don't remember what it was, but then she jumped to the top of the stairs saying she had seen me before and complimenting me on my "rock hard abs" those were her words, also not spoken in my native language, she spoke to me in english. then I asked her something and she giggled, then she leaned in on me and started making out with me. And boy did it feel real. the tounge, she also licked me on my cheeks and stuff, and it felt so wet, so real. now, my dream changed and I went non-lucid again I think.

The reason that I think she was my dream guide is because she was not one of the other convicts, she had the same hair as the girl I have seen be my dream guide before, all though a lot younger. It looked as if I was gonna follow her, since she went before me before we kissed. Anyway, it was a quite bizarre lucid dream.

but wasn't it kinda awesome though?

The time is late spring and for some people that means it's time to look for colleges. I'm not one of those people. That doesn't stop me though. Why? To this day I'm still not quite sure. It's one of those days where things just happen - no reason. The sun is shining and the flowers are budding. You're just there.

The area seems oddly reminiscent of my elementary school. Or was it? The walls of the courtyard are overgrown with vines. The grass hasn't been mowed in a long time. A stillness in the air creeps down my spine.

Mel, Trav, and I walk. Leaves glide through the air in slow motion. Then we see it.

A bear, dead ahead. Standing right up on its hind legs, glaring straight at our faces. It doesn't phase us too much, however, and Trav continues to push Mel and I on the tire swing of the largest tree in the courtyard. It's a wonder, extending what appears to be miles up into the air. Then the bear begins its approach.

I'm standing face to face with it now. It still has yet to make a move so I take the initiative and make it first. I kick the bear right in the face with the force of ten Optimus Primes.

Shit. Did not know I had that in me. Fuck, that bear is pissed off now.

>:O

That's my illustration of its expression. The sound that came out of its mouth sounded something like my dad sleeping after a night of Taco Bell. Except with artillery involved somewhere in the mix.

The bear roars right at Mel, sending a stream of bear phlegm all down her face. She doesn't scream. Damn, girl's got balls. But she does run (probably a wise decision). We run like fucking hell. Like the devil is chasing us. Or a fucking bear.

We arrive at the parking lot of the highschool, the bear tailing not far behind us. Everyone rolling blading in the parking lot notices the bear. Panic ensues. So I get Mel into the lobby.

The principle walks in and sits down at the table. I look up from my art project and notice how much he looks like the dean from Community.

"You know you really look a lot like that dean from Community."
"Is that so?"

A knock on the door.

"Matt, your documentation is ready."

Weird. What the fuck am I doing back at the highschool. Didn't I graduate college? Fuck these documents. I'm in trouble...

"Matt, it's been a long time! How are you?"

I look to my left and see Mr. Morgan, my 9th grade art teacher. With him is Mrs. Perry. We make small talk. Turns out Mr. Morgan and Mrs. Perry are married now. Whoop dee doo. I find it weird when teachers marry other teachers. Well not necessarily weird. Apes marry other apes after all. And clown fish marry other clown fish. Tree stars marry other tree stars. Wait, do they?

Who the fuck is Mrs. Perry?

The teachers and Mr. ...? Whoever he is, he's the guy who tried to get me to read a book on ethnic diversity senior year for making jewish jokes during class. But then he decided that was a fucking retarded idea and committed himself to a mental institution highschool

Anyway, that guy is trying to keep everyone in the lobby calm and the guards aren't letting anyone outside. Too dark to tell what's out there. Gotta wait I guess. Oh well, rules are rules.

Hisssssss.. CRACCCK. SLEEEUAAGRGGG

The FUCK? Great. Some weird fucking creatures are outside now. I hate it when this happens. Now I'm gonna have to wait the amount of time it takes Oprah Winfrey to lose fifty pounds until I can get home.

Fuck this. I'm not waiting. You know what? I never pulled the fire alarm during highschool. This seems like as good a time as any.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEE

Huh. I guess weird slithering creatures with that look like they have leprosy hate the sound of fire alarms. Awesome.

So Mel and I leave. I'm walking her home through the neighborhood now when I notice she's not by my side anymore.

"Mel?"

Now that I think of it, there aren't ANY people around. Is this one of those Twilight Zone episodes where I've been transported to another planet by aliens or something? Because that would be cool, but the problem with that is they never seem to give you any music either. It's always so goddam quiet in those episodes. Wtf is with aliens and their opposition to music?

I look back and notice the road is gone. 100% total dead end. Well that's confusing.

Woosh.

I turn back around and a hagrid old lady in black robes and large pointy hat stands in front of me. Great, wicked witch of the west imitators. Of all places why did the aliens have to drop me on Hollywood blvd? Then she rambles on about some shit how if I ever want everything back to normal I have to do some weird shit for her. I don't know what it was. I tend not to listen to people dressed as witches in the middle of a suburban New Jersey neighborhood. Especially when they're holding a broom that looks like a vacuum cleaner.

Oh and she says something about people's lives being at stake.

I'm not the biggest fan of people messing with me every since the new england clam chowder prank in elementary school so this kind of pisses me off. I tell her I'll do her thing though. Whatever that is. Hmm, maybe I should have listened to her. I hope pleasuring her isn't involved or something like that..

Regardless, Mel is gone and I have to help her.

Either way, I'm not sure what I really did, but everyone reappears and the road is back to normal. Now this lady witch person is ANGRY. I mean like Stewie-being-put-in-a-high-chair-and-having-his-bazooka-taken-away - angry.

Shut the fuck up.

I punch her in the face. Damn, there's that Optimus Prime force again. I gotta figure out how I'm doing that. Punching witches is strangely satisfying.

Mel and I continue our walk home and she doesn't seem to remember a thing that happened.


Funny how the people close to you never realize how much you do actually care and how much you go through to keep them safe.

Even if it all was just a dream.

It was raining heavily, and I think we (me, mom and dad) decided we needed to stop at grandma's because it was too bad to drive in. I think I was worried about driving on her road when it was so wet, because it's so narrow and gravelly.

Apparently we hadn't heard from aunt Dimple in two days. We were really worried and it was like we already knew that something had happened, that maybe she was close to death and this meant she had passed away. One of us brought up the question that, "wasn't grandma sick right now?".

However, we got a text from Dimple just as we were pulling in to grandma's road. Just as we saw that it was her, we passed by Dimple's white car.

We're in grandma's house, and we brought our cats with us. Only there are some kittens too. I see one of us trying to put down a kitten near a dog. My automatic reaction is, 'No, our cats don't get along with dogs at all!'.

I was in my grandma's room, settling some kittens in I think (I remember a fluffy orange and white one), and there's someone sleeping on the floor. I look over to see that they're naked, and I look away and head towards the door to leave.

I'm nibbling on a corndog on the porch but I don't want it anymore. My sister suggests I use it to get the dogs to go in their kennels. I tears off a chunk and throw it in one 'kennel' to get her dog, Duke, to go in, but he gobbles it up and leaves it. (They don't look like dog kennels at all, more like scrunched up boxes)

My sister is like, "no, no, you have to use the *something I don't remember*". She touches a yellow mark on the wall, and Duke stands at attention. Then I do the food thing again? Don't remember.

I repeat the treat-throwing exercise until a few more dogs are in kennels. I remember feeling frustrated dealing with all the them.

Real life notes:

Dimple is passed away.
Grandma doesn't let any dogs but her little one in the house, and they only have one other dog anyway.
We only have three adult cats.
I don't like corndogs.
Grandma's road has caved in before so it was a valid fear.
That's a lot of dreams involving water lately. I don't think it's because of having to use the bathroom - I just have bathroom dreams then.
I didn't take a melatonin last night because I was worried it was causing nightmare flashes again, but I did end up taking a small piece of a sleeping pill.

Couldn't recall much details today for some reason...

Dream 1:

I was in some wasteland area, there was war with some sort of corruption, corruption looked like some sort of green sludge. It formed into buildings that could produce black metallic sort of creatures. At some point dream shifted and i was searching something in some sort of spaceship. I was using ventilation system to hide and was jumping over giant fan at some point.

Dream 2:

I was playing clearly work in progress map in the game called 'Far Cry'. It started on one island and then there was rope road to the different island. Then there was enemy camp on that island, after clearing it out there was two paths that leaded into empty areas that were unfinished. Enemies were wandering aimlessly in those areas and i was trying to shoot them down using some assault rifle with scope and really bad accuracy. Dream ended soon.

Sleep – 10:40pm
Wake ups – 2:15am
Finial Wake up – 7:20am
WBTB + WILD – 3:25am-3:53am and 6:30am-7:00am

- I was sat at my computer looking at the news for anything related to children escaping from being killed. I felt immense joy whenever I did. One I found was a royal Japanese family escaping from execution.

- My sister was talking to my parents about buying some walking boots in the kitchen.

- I was in my kitchen talking to my brother. He was talking about how he bought loads of chees. He told me that him, my sister and my parents all bought 800g of cheese.

- I was sitting in my room when I got a phone call. I answered it and a male voice came through asking me if I wanted to be part of a secret group that would be called into emergency situations .I accepted. My brother, me and someone else were chosen to form this secret. We got called into somewhere in the north of Scotland and we were in the middle of England. We decided to drive there. I was wearing a shirt that was slightly transparent.

- I was watching Vegeta and Nappa (from Dragon Ball Z) land on an alien planet. They got out of there space ships (that were the same ones they used in DBZ) and they started to explore the planet. The planet was mostly red and the water was slightly red but not much. Nappa fell into a small pool of water that was quite deep. Vegeta helped him out with a large stick that he found nearby. They were the attacked by some aliens. The aliens were about half a meter tall, black with red writing on them. Vegeta seemed to know that the writing on them were passwords to everything. The aliens could morph into any shape they wanted to. One of the aliens morphed into a creature with 8 legs in one row along its body.

- I was in Tesco with a couple of friends buying some food. Also in the shop were quite a lot of people I know from school. On some of the shelves they were selling dolls about 10cm tall of people I know. I picked up a bag of sweets. The bag was black and it contained sweets that fit together like a puzzle. I put them down and picked up something else instead.

To pay for an item you had to go up some stairs and onto the roof. Then there would be a staff member sitting on the roof facing you and you had to wait until they called your name. When they did you had to the walk up to them and pay for your food. I thought this was stupid and pointless but I was feeling nervous about it at the same time.

- I was in Morrison’s and I was buying some food for dinner. On random products someone had stuck a piece of paper with a picture to them. Stuck to all cans of cat food was a square piece of white paper with a picture of a velociraptor on it.

I picked up something from the shelf and started walking past some checkouts that had long lines. I found one that didn’t have anyone queuing for it. I walked up to it and behind the checkout was a woman flipping a 50p coin around across the checkout. I gave her my food to scan and it came to £1. I gave her a £5 note and she gave me my change. I walked to the exit where for some reason my parents were waiting with a staff member.

I instantly felt nervous and wondered why they were here. They had a look on their face like I had done something bad. I walked up to them and they asked what I had bought. They also asked about the meal deal. I started to explain it to them.

- Me and a couple of friends were at some sort of theme park. I could see other people walking around. We walked around for a bit. We came to a strange object. It was a sphere on top of a pole. The pole was about a meter wide and a meter long. It was about 10 meters tall and the sphere was about 3 meters tall. The pole was grey and made on concrete and the sphere was blue with white strips around it. The sphere had smaller spheres (about the size of my fist) sticking out of it. The pole had small circles cut out of it.

I jumped up and managed to jump high enough to grab one of these. I let go and fell back down. One of my friends said this was all fake. I looked through one of the circles cut out of the pole. It showed me the theme park we were in but without any one in it but us. I then knew that this was fake.

The manager walked through a door and was really angry. He confirmed that this theme park was indeed fake. He pushed a button and the sphere on top of the pole started moving. It was a nuclear bomb. Just before it could be launched, a woman appeared and kicked it. This disabled it.

- I was melting gold in acid baths. The gold had to go through 5 acid baths before it was fully melted.

I'm walking home with my mom through a lot of snow. I have a sweatshirt and a heavy winter jacket on, but I have too many layers apparently, so I'm hot. I'm talking to her about how even though it's the summertime, I was too busy to even take a vacation, and I've been stressed out the whole summer. My voice cracks as I say, this summer has felt more like a busy weekend than a summer.

We get to the house, and my brother and some of his friends are inside. There is a person behind a counter saying that it is a gathering of nerds, and in a few minutes she will show them why they have gathered here. I have some pizza and a few jellybeans from a bag in the kitchen (one of my jellybeans was the flavor of a certain type of snow and an instrument). Then I go to the livingroom and sit on the couch. I'm very angry because I know they wouldn't allow me to join them just because I'm a girl, even though I'm probably a bigger "nerd" than some of them.

I get on the computer and bring up a page that has a bunch of characters on it with a bust of slenderman at the front of them, and a sliding bar in the middle-bottom. A noise is coming from the computer. When I slide the bar to the right, the noise becomes higher-pitched with a slower rate of beats. When I move the bar to the right, it becomes deeper and faster. I think about frequency waves, before realizing that this type of software is what they use to make binaural beats and isochronic tones (although in reality, the beats get faster as it gets higher-pitched, and slower as it gets lower-pitched). Whenever I slide the bar, slenderman turns his head in that direction, so that the direction of his head matches the location of the bar.

IWL, AC is my office mate at work. She is about 8 months pregnant.

AC's Baby Boy
I'm at work and AC has just returned from maternity leave. She has brought her son to work. His name is Parker. He should only be weeks old but in this dream he can crawl and has a full head of hair. He crawls around the floor behind my chair. I'm careful not to roll my chair back for fear that I would run him over.


I start to become skeptical of the situation. Parker is older than I expected. He shouldn't be able to crawl yet. I look at the date on my computer. It says 7/31. July? I thought it was February? (It's actually January, but close enough) I must be dreaming. Wake.

AC At Work
This may have been a continuation of the previous dream or a different one. I remembered both in the morning.
I am not lucid but in the dream I am aware that the previous dream was a dream. I am back at work with AC. I tell her that I had a strange dream last night about her and her son. She is intrigued and we laugh about it.

But sure enough, Parker is again in this dream and he's even older. He seems about 2 years old. He's walking around the office in overalls with a kitchen pot for a helmet. He's banging sticks and singing. Annoying kid stuff. I try my best for focus on my computer.

Then AC asks me for help with her computer. She wants to configure some program to open two projects at once. She says she learned it from a tip for new mothers to help manage their new child. She shows me a post-it note where she has written the instructions. She tried but it's not working and turned to me.

I look at the note and recognize what it does. I check the program and she seems to have done it correctly. I take AC to another office down the hall. In a drawer she finds a floppy disk which we insert into an older computer in the room. I tinker with the same program to get it to work. We go back and forth from our office to this other office. I finally figure out that the folder paths needs to be relative, not absolute. Then the owner of the other office enters and is surprised we are in there. I say we were just borrowing something and leave. The program works.

"One Can't Maneuver!"

I think I forgot the first part of this dream, or it started with a false memory that there was more of a beginning.

I am walking down to a street in the dark. I'm looking at a t-shirt being put on a hanger by only a set of hands. Something was wrong with it and it was going to be returned to the store.

Then I decide to take the shirt to someone, or simply that it was a good opportunity to go to this person. Now it is raining, and very dark. I say, "One can't maneuver!" and I hear this refrain echoed by someone across the street and to my right. I shouldn't keep saying this, but I do. I'm intrigued by the sentence and that someone is repeating it. It is like a chant.

I turn to the left and start flying. Now I'm evil because I'm not supposed to be going where I'm going and saying what I'm saying, and I'm flying to get there which somehow adds to my lack of concern. I see a car coming from one direction so I fly to it and figure on scaring the person in the car, when another car comes around the corner from the other direction. I manage not to get hit, and I'm now across the street.

I fly a couple feet above the sidewalk and approach a witch of a woman lying on the ground, but moving forward. She is lowly and evil, but I encounter her as a reflection of myself. My own "evilness" is a self-imposed view.

I continue flying down the sidewalk feeling a sense of power, but end up flying to a place that is narrow, and like a tomb. It isn't really a tomb, but there is nowhere else for me to fly. I do more self reflection and consider that I am here because of my evil nature.

I guess I shouldn't have crossed the street saying "One Can't Maneuver!" That's "very bad"!

The End

OGFJ-1

I am with my OGFJ. She is in a weird metal suit that shows her body. It is designed for me to take her, though I never did.


OGFJ-2

I am with J again. At first we are in at my dad's house, though it isn't necessarily his real layout and all. She is naked. I am going to take her, but then she is outside on the street naked. It is purposeful for some reason, like that is how we are going to get together. I'm supposed to see her outside naked, and then she will walk up to me and finally in the house. It was like foreplay.

Finally she was in the house, but now she had her clothes on, and she was asleep. I started to take her clothes off when she woke up. It was as though this scene was repeating itself even though this was the first time it happened. (?)

In The Water

I have a jar with a fish in it. There is sand and a plant at the bottom, and there is barely enough water for the fish to swim. I put more water in the jar but it is warmer than the water already in the jar, so I'm worried for the fish. I put more cold water in to even out the temperature.

Now I'm at a creek. I may have been at the creek the first time I put water in the jar, but why would the water have been warm? I was trying to get to the creek for more water though, so now I'm there in any case.

All of a sudden I'm lying in the water. It's not really gross, but I'm a little concerned for what I can't see. Mostly, I'm not thinking about it though. I look up at the leaves on a branch of a shrub hanging in my reach and realize I'm dreaming, but only kind of. It feels more like I'm aware that I'm awake in this dreamy world rather than realizing I'm dreaming in my asleep world.

I put my hand behind some of the leaves and see shadow. I find the view really dreamy. The leaves are foggy green, and the sun in the sky is not bright. It looks like the sky in the beginning of "Tales from the Dark Side" when they show the creek.

I see that I am next to a big, black cloth thing in the water which makes me nervous. I have no idea what is living under it.

I begin to figure out that I am dreaming, though it is kind of an FA. I try to imagine my self sliding down a slide to start moving, and sure enough I start sliding on a curved slide.


Car Problems

I'm in an old, 70's green car. I think it is a Mercury, though it isn't the shape of a Mercury in my dream. It is a great car, but the transmission is out. It won't go. I press the accelerator but slide backwards.

I decide to put it into Park and hope that will reset it. I then put it into 2 and it does start to go.

The End

I'm categorizing this as lucid because one of my dreams was pretty much lucid, but I'm not tallying another lucid where I keep track of them.

This whole dream was extremely distorted through the passage of time. I can only remember a few moments, so either I've forgotten large portions or they were never really part of the dream in the first place.
I was down in new Mexico staying in some resort with my family. The resort was small but very luxurious with a few stucco cabins around a pool and some palm trees and such. There were no other buildings besides the resort.
After awhile, Somebody said something about a nuclear war taking place. My parents drove a short ways down the road to a bunker.

I was inside the bunker, and I watched the steel door close as bombs fell outside. A woman came over next to me and she explained to me that she was the wife of the "mayor" of the bunker. The bunker was actually a small underground city in a mountain. There was a huge domed room in the middle with grass growing in it. All around it were the housing units for the bunker.
I was telling the woman how blown away I was by this. That everyone outside of the city was dead. I mean sure my parents were still alive but everyone else that I knew. I started feeling really sad and the woman told me that this was a new life for everyone, and a chance to start over.

Time "fast forwarded" and I had graduated high school. In the bunker, this always happened, I was told the day you turned eighteen. I graduated with a small group, maybe ten or fifteen people. Also, there was no college in the bunker so graduating high school was considered top of the line education.

Time went in fast forward again. I was 21 now and I had gotten married. The rule was that everyone had to get married at 21 so that the human population could continue to survive in the bunker until it was time go back to the surface.
All I can remember was meeting my "wife" who was this woman wearing a blue dress and having brown hair. After we got married, I had to leave for something but she was staying at the party.

I was in the main room with my "wife" supposedly it was late at night, but there was no way of telling time in the underground bunker system. She said that normally she wasn't allowed to do this, but there was something going down and she needed to show me.
She swiped a card and opened a door in the side of the main room that led into this botanical garden room with all of these tropical plants. There was alot of mist being put out by these climate control units and it was very hot and muggy. I don't know why she showed me the tropical room.

Time continued to run on fast forward. I had grown very old and the time was coming that we could leave the underground bunker city and return to the surface because the radiation from the nuclear war had gone down. The mayor of the city called me into his office one day.
There was a plate with a waffle on his desk, but part of the waffle was broken away, as though it had been burned. He explained to me that the food generator that the city used was malfunctioning. He showed me a large room with all of these food items floating in it. Many of them had the same issue, burned pieces missing. He explained to me that we had to leave the bunker soon otherwise the generator could fail completely and everyone would soon starve.

12/29/2012
11:09am

I was in a couple groups of people out on a large grassy lawn. I think there were a couple teams perhaps cleaning. Their were electrical towers and compressed air. Once we completed our task I noticed one man that was looking suspicions. I thought he might be a pedophile and that he had some sinister plan though there were no children present that I remember. I was to foil/discover his plan. He became nervous and walked out to his car.

The man had a small, white, curly haired dog and now he was calling to it from his car. He was angry and waving at the animal. I was still trying to hold the man us so justice could be served and in not wanting to let the dog go back to its master we had a confrontation. The dog started barking, growling and looking meaner than any small dog has ever looked before. I got down on its level and growled and scowled right back. And for a minute looking at all its teeth I began to back down. People began to root me on and I wound up winning the face off.

That's all I remember but I'm sure the man is behind dream-world bars.

I knew I'd be blown wide open, somewhere in mid-January thru February. There was no way to foresee the whole, flash flood thing, surviving a natural disaster. But since then, since both Adam and I have been able to rest, get our heads screwed on straight, take a step back from everything - we've both been dealing with intense dreams, nightmares, and precognitive visions/feelings. The first two days after the flood, everything was a blur. It was that day when we both broke down and cried because of what had happened. It was scary. It happened so fast we couldn't process our feelings. There was shock, and gratefulness that we made it out alive, and grief for our neighbors who lost everything, and a little anger at God for trying to wipe us off the map... I know something good will come from this. Its easy now, 5 days later, to look back, and see many good things - small miracles and big ones - that spared us, blessed us.... some people we are lucky enough to know, have shown us how good a person can be, if given the chance - and some others we know, have shown us how stuck up a person can be. its weird.... a couple who is poor, who has to hustle and work extremely hard as much we ever have, they have helped us more than anyone - I would say just as much as the Red Cross has. And this couple who are filthy rich told us last night that they don't even feel comfortable with us coming over to their home to visit. Why? They couldn't say why. I won't assume anything, I can't begin to think of what their reasons are, and I would rather focus my energy on recovery and rebuilding, than on the snobs of the universe.

The dream I had that I think was a precog dream, all it was - was me driving this car through a mountainside, that had very tall steep hills, snow on the mountains, rails separating the road from the hillsides, and curvy, well paved roads. Adam was with me in the car. We came upon a very green section of mountainside. It was SO GREEN..... lush, beautiful, supple, full of life, water running down the mountainside.... and then once again we were driving past another mountain that was cold and dead. in the dream I also had to turn a powder into a purple liquid. I dipped my hand in the purple liquid and drank from my cupped hand. We had to stay in a cave for a while. Lay low. Not hiding ourselves, but keeping the world out. Then we had came out and walked through a bubble - an energy shield. And we were on that curvy mountainside road again.

I think what it means is, that something GREAT is coming....lush and green, plentiful.... that sounds like security, in work, in where we live, which hopefully means I will be working soon and that Adams job is secure already. Laying low, in a cave - that is exactly how we FEEL right now, how we wish we could exist. Just block out the crazy world, the weather, the struggles.... the powder and purple liquid - something white was crushed, pulverized - I think that was my innocence - my ability to be naive about life. It became part of this purple drink. The purple fed me, re-energized me. Purple is psychic energy - intuition. I drank it then we were back on the road, fighting the humdrum hardships of life. At least the road was under us though!

I dreamed about a bunch of weird children of varying races. One of the people was a slime creature. The slime creature was supposed to make a croaking sound like a frog (in the beginning) and I tried to teach it how to. I took their point of view for a large portion of the dream. The slime creature went in a dancing competition where they gave themself a tail and different colouring. When in the dance their gender changed to female when they were originally male. Apparently they could change their gender and shape to fit whoever they were attracted to or acted like, which I found out by talking to my dad who was also a slime creature. Later I (the slime creature) went to some sort of scientific facility. One of the women there was scared by my odd appearance, and also because she had heard bad things about slime creatures.

Had hard time to get up today for some reason, basically forgetting to do dream recall until later on.
I still have remembered 2 dreams though(somewhat).

Dream 1(memorable):

Can't remember most of the dream, but i remember part of the dream where i was running from gorilla(which looking surprisingly like Donkey Kong) and ending up near the forest entrance. It was some sort of mystic forest with all sorts of weird creatures around. I was wandering in it but i had an specific goal, which i think was to make specific creature my friend/partner or something.
Soon i found the creature i have searched for, it looked like deer in general, but had rather predatory characteristics and their legs were structured more like the ones of big cats. Their fur was dark violet with dark dots. As soon as i approached they growled and ran away.
After more search i have found another one of them, but this one had pure white fur and looked more amazing in general. It didn't ran away when i approached, but as soon as i tried to establish telepathic link, it growled and ran away as well.
I exited the forest and somebody asked why i haven't got one, to which i responded: "I don't seem to be ready yet, i need more practice" or something along this line.

Dream 2:

Apparently we were preparing all stuff possible to move from our house to the other one, the reason was that that the house was slightly on fire, though fire was rather static and not spreading or anything. Most of the time we were just figuring out what to grab next. Dream ended at some point.