non-lucid

2017, 10-12

Game of Dreams – Execution Cancelled

Arya - I am on the streets of a city that looks like something out of an RPG. I look around, and I see lots of people. No one really seems to notice me. I smell something yummy. I follow my nose to see what it is. On the main street I see a man with a cart, and he is selling looks like mini pies. Those look delicious. My stomach is growling. I am wondering if I could possibly get one. It feels like I haven’t eaten since forever. I go over towards the cart and I walk up and start looking at the pies. The man who is pushing the cart looks like he is not pleased to see me. Probably because I look like a street rat with no money. I say I would like to buy a pie. He says that will be three coppers. Doesn’t sound like much. I reach into my pocket to see if I can find any money. I find none. I mutter a rhyme like they used in the Pierce Anthony books. “This isn’t funny, give me some money.” Then find the coins that I need. I hand the coins to the man, who looks quite surprised. He then lets me choose a pie. I choose an apple cinnamon one. He continues on down the road to sell more pies.

I have nothing to my pie with, so I start eating with my hands. That’s kind of gross because they’re kind of dirty. But the pie is way past delicious. So before long I completely forget about my dirty hands as I wolf down that pie. I am thinking I need to get out of the city. I am wondering if there’s any way to do that. I am thinking the main gate will be guarded, they are looking for me. I wander for a while, not sure where to go. Then I see there are people moving through the streets to the sound of a bell. I wonder what is happening. I go with everyone to see what is going on. Everyone is gathering around a large building that appears to be some kind of church. There are people up at the entrance to the church where there is a large patio area. One is the queen. I hate her. One is the king. I have hated him since he was a prince. I also see my sister. And soon a couple of guards come out with my father. My father doesn’t look too good, but he is able to walk on his own. I see that the cast on his leg is gone now. His leg had been broken, but now I remember healing it for him.

Prince, no King, Joffrey starts talking. He says that my father has been found guilty of treason. I guess they have something on him, because my father confessed primes I know he never committed. And then Joffrey says that his mother and his future queen want him to be merciful and let my father take the black. He then says that it’s just because we they have the soft hearts of women. I know what comes next. I focus all of my intent on Joffrey now. I focus on my telepathic abilities, which have proven to work here before. The message I sent to Joffrey is that he should bray like a donkey. I don’t have time to come up with anything better right now. Joffrey motions to the executioner, Sir Ilyn Payne, who comes over closer to him. Joffrey looks him right in the face and brace like a donkey. Everyone turns to stare at Joffrey now. Payne has the weirdest look on his face. Joffrey tries to compose himself again. I send another strong message. Drop your pants. Joffrey says that what he had been trying to say was… then he pulls down his pants. The entire gathering area is filled with people now, and many of them are laughing, some of them are making concerned sounds. No one knows what’s going on. Joffrey has turned beet red. He looks over at the queen, as if looking for help. He looks like he might cry. He reaches down and pull his pants up, looking very confused, looking around as if someone is going to come out and attack him. He has just got his pants pulled back up when I tell him to drop his pants again and snort like a pig. I have already gotten access to his mind now, and he quickly complies.

One of Joffrey’s guards, the one no one as The Hound, goes over to him. He helps Joffrey pulled his pants up yet again, and then hurries him into the church. The laughter is deafening. I almost can’t hear what the queen says when she comes over to speak. But finally she is able to make herself heard. She says that what His Grace was trying to say is that Lord Edward Stark has agreed to confess his crimes and take the black. She says hopefully he shows more loyalty to his brothers on the wall then he has to his king. She doesn’t seem to have anything to say about Joffrey‘s behavior. A lot of people are trying to ask. What’s wrong with Jeffrey? I am still watching when someone reaches from behind me and grabs me. I think I might struggle, but his hold is pretty tight. He is whispering something in my ear, and calling me a boy. I’m not a boy. For a brief instant I think he wants to kill me. But then he just starts giving me a bad haircut. He says that we are headed out for the wall tonight. And I better be ready, boy.

2017, 10-11

The Dark Tower – The Great Race

I am on a beach. I look around see if I can figure out how I got here. I see that there is a man nearby. There is also a woman in a wheelchair. They seem to be having an argument. I go closer to see if that might be why I’m here. I recognize the people. The man is Eddie, from the Dark Tower series. The woman must be Detta or Odetta. As I get closer I can tell she’s the nice one. She is not using long strings of shouted expletives. She and Eddie are arguing about whether or not he should leave a gun with her. She says that Roland will be angry. Eddie says he’s not leaving her without a way to defend herself. When I get a little closer Eddie turns and sees me. He asks if I can talk some sense into this woman? He seems to know me. I tell him that I can do better than that. I can go do whatever it is he needs to do, and he can stay with Odetta. He says he has to take the wheelchair back to get Roland. He points at a door that is standing on its own. I she words on the door, the pusher. I tell Eddie and Odetta that I will take the wheelchair back and get Roland. Eddie asks if I’m sure I can do that? He says that Roland and will be hard to push in the wheelchair. He is thinking I will be weak because I’m a girl! I give him a dirty look. I told him that I could carry Roland over my shoulder the whole way. But that wouldn’t be very comfortable for him. Eddie agrees finally and says for me to go ahead.

For the next part of the dream I am running down the beach pushing a wheelchair. I really like the fact that I don’t seem to be getting tired. It’s completely unlike how things are when I’m in the waking world. I have to go around some rocks and other obstacles on the beach, so that slows me down some. But it doesn’t slow me down much, and before I think it is possible I find Roland. Roland appears to be either unconscious or sleeping. I go over closer to him and he seems to wake up a bit. He looks up at me, he looks quite confused. He says my name, Raven, but seems unsure as to if I am real. I tell him that Eddie stayed with Odetta while I came to get him. He says that he will need to be pushed in the wheelchair, he’s not strong enough to walk. I am wondering why my healing attempt haven’t really work on him. I’m thinking maybe it is because of poison rather than just a physical injury. That can make a difference. Roland gets to his feet with much effort, and he sits down in the wheelchair. I focus some healing energy into him just to be sure he doesn’t die on the way. He seems to perk up a bit, but not enough to let him walk. He asks if I’m sure I can handle this? I tell him this will not be a problem. I get behind the wheel chair and try to push. I am actually surprised by how much harder it is to do, but that is just because I wasn’t prepared. I start pushing forward at a good rate.

I pick up speed as I am pushing Roland in his wheelchair down the beach. It is going faster and faster. A couple of times I have to make sudden adjustments to keep from running into one of the obstacles on the beach. There are rocks, Driftwood, and the hardest ones to see our places where soft sand has collected. But I managed to keep going at a quicker rate without getting in any wrecks. Once again the trip seems to go by very quickly. And once again I am liking the fact that I don’t seem to get tired. I wish I could just live all the time in the dream state. Soon we reached door. I see the door there, but I see no sign of either any or Odessa. I wonder where they could’ve gone. Roland is not in good shape, and I know he needs to go through the door to get medicine. I tell him that I will look for Eddie and Odetta. Roland says that he had intended to take Addy with him this time. I am wondering how that would work. Three people in one body? But that doesn’t really matter. Roland says Eddie still has one of his guns. He says hopefully he will not need to use it. Then he hands me the other gun. He says that when he goes through the door his body will be lifeless on the ground here. He says at that point, if the other has come back, she will be able to take the weapon with ease. I don’t need to ask the other is, I know he is talking about Debra walker. So Roland goes over to the door and manage just open it. I can see through the door, it is looking onto a busy sidewalk. I’m not sure what is going on there. Roland goes through the door, then his body collapses outside.

I start looking around now. I start calling out Eddie. I also call out Odetta. I call out Eddie and say that if the other has returned, don’t forget the song. You can bring her back. You can bring Odetta back. I continue looking for a while, and I am about to give up. I have no idea where they could’ve gone. Especially when Odetta doesn’t have her wheelchair. Hi come around a quarter in the rocks, and I stop when I hear a nasty sounding voice. It is a woman’s voice, and she tells me to stop right there. Stop right there, you home bitch. It is definitely not Odetta. I turned around to see her. She has a gun pointed at me. I am not worried about the gun. I am worried about Eddie. I ask her where it is? She says he’s around. She tells me to drop the gun Roland gave me. I told her I’m not going to do that. She says then she’ll blow my brains out. I tell her she won’t be doing it with that gun. I tell her there’s nothing she can do to hurt me, so I am certainly not worried. I ask her again where Eddie is. She says he’s just enjoying the beach. That doesn’t sound good. So I look around for Eddie some more, and I find that he is on the beach. Below the high tide marker. And somehow he’s gotten all tied up. I wonder how that’s even possible considering that he had the gun and data has no legs. I am figuring he must’ve fallen asleep, just like in the books.

Detta seems to move surprisingly fast with no legs. I hear her calling to me that I had better leave him be or she will shoot me. I’m still not worried about that. So I go down to where Eddie is tied up, and I start working on removing the ropes. Data is pretty close behind me, and I can see that Eddie is trying to warn me that fact. Detta points her gun at me. She pulls the trigger. She gets a resounding click. I get Eddie the rest of the way untied, and Detta tries to shoot me again. She gets another click for her efforts. I have Eddie completely untied now. I tell him to stay behind me while we go back and take care of Detta. I tell him that her gun can’t hurt me, but it can still hurt him. I walked right up to Detta. She tries to shoot me again, this time the gun fires. There is a loud bang that actually startles me. But the bullet seems to bounce off of my body. It might have something to do with the Mercer virus. Detta is staring in stunned silence now. So is Eddie. I take the gun away from the stunned Detta. I tell Eddie he can go back to using the song now. He needs to use the song to bring back Odetta. He doesn’t need my help for that. He goes over in front of Detta and uses the song, My Last Breath by Evanescence, and I can see when Detta changes back into Odetta. So at least for now things are safe. That is a good thing, because it is also now that I wake up.

I am at some college. I think its University of Pittsburgh (where I went), and I am standing on a tile floor asking a woman if I am registered. Its the "Im at school and don't have my schedule" dreams. All I remember is the person found my file and said I needed to reapply. That's all I remember. Had this dream a few nights ago. reocurring, but each time the setting is slightly different but always school.

I hope that next time I realize I'm not a college student and go and explore the campus and ask to sit in on classes. It would be a fun scene to explore. Anyone have any college or high school lucid dreams? Any signs I should look for to remind myself that its not even what university of pittsburgh really looks like and that it must be a dream?

Fragment 1:
In this dream, I was doing something at my neighbor's house (I forgot what it was) and N was there. I was tapping my fingers on the ground and she said "Can you PLEASE stop tapping? You've been tapping since before I MET you!" I then went to an article on the internet about a man who made an entire movie with one tapping hand. After that, I went to someone's house to get something, and J's dad was involved. After that, I can't recall anything else.

Fragment 2:
Much later, I was at J's house. He showed me an old music video he did with his friend when they were in a band together 3 or 4 years ago. As soon as J started singing in the video, I started laughing hysterically. I then got myself together and said "this is actually a lot better than the other version." He replied with "Yeah, because it's not a cover." (He was referring to the terrible cover of through the fire and flames by dragonforce that actually exists in real life)

Fragment 1:
I was in the front yard with my uncle. I told him I needed a room that has a huge echo. He said he knew a place where echoes lasted up to 40 minutes.




Fragment 2 (a LONG TIME later...):
I was in 6th period with My friends Z and L. The teacher introduced himself and we got our first assignment of the year. We had to do an essay on our favorite book, so I did a song. Parabola by Tool. I called on the teacher to turn it in to him when he pointed out the spot I missed: the time frame. I wrote five hours because I thought he meant the time it took to read. My thought process behind this was "I figured since it's one hour long I would increase it 5 times because of the extra details of it being a book." I got the release date wrong on the essay. I wrote 1991 (probably because that's when tool formed). I looked to the right and I saw the teacher acting like an idiot and then I woke up.

It's hot at the beach and I'm laying on the sand. Some kids nearby are burying people in the sand. I see Louise is there and we go for a walk to a concrete white building, to get some privacy we go behind it. We make out a little then head inside the building, it is very big with nothing much inside except a big red London bus. We get onto the bus and take a cosy seat but while on the bus someone starts driving it, they have to make really, really tight turns inside the building, going round and round. As the bus lurches were hanging onto our seats.

Strange I don't remember having a dream with a red London bus before but today in class there was a kid fixated about red London buses (he was 4 so fair enough lol)

2017, 10-09

Woman of Shadows

I am in a house I don’t recognize. It looks like a haunted house of some kind. I also have the idea I need to find someone in there. I start exploring. Everything is creepy, there are strange noises all around me and I keep seeing shadows out of the corner of my eye that are moving but seem to disappear when I look right at them. I am also hearing strange whispering that I can’t quite understand. I’m not sure if the whispering isn’t loud enough or if it’s in a foreign language. I enter a living room with a couch and a flat screen television. The television has static on it with strange voices coming from it like some half received station. There is a couch there and I see a woman standing in shadow over near a doorway. She looks up at me and has a really strange looking grin on her face. In an instant she is then directly in front of me as if she’s trying to scare me. When I don’t scare she gets a scowl on her face and disappears with a loud shriek.

I know who I think that was… it has been Asuka, but either she was taking Halloween too seriously or something was seriously wrong. I call out to her, telling her to come back and I will help her. I get no response so I keep searching. I go down a long hallway with mirrors that do not reflect me, instead they show weird creatures crawling on the floors, walls, and ceiling of the hallway. I can’t tell what they are. I form a little ball of light energy around my hand and then use the mirror to reach out and touch the spot where one of the creatures is. There is a shriek of pain and it disappears as if it was burned. I continue down the hall and the door at the end opens on its own. I go through and it slams closed behind me. Now I see cloaked images all around me, floating around in circles around me. I think it’s supposed to be disorienting, but I gather a sphere of light energy and they all disappear as if they were nothing more than shadows.

There’s another hall, and there is strange writing on the walls in glowing paint. I don’t recognize the words or symbols though somehow I know it’s supposed to be a warning. I ignore that an continue, calling out to Asuka still. I enter an office at the end of this hall and Asuka is standing in the middle of the room… sort of. She looks more like a poorly received television signal or a glitched computer graphic. She doesn’t even seem to see me at all. She is looking around as if we were surrounded by something I can’t see. I go over to Asuka and take hold of her hand, now she notices me. I focus healing light energy through her and that makes the strange glitched effect go away. No she is standing here with me and really seeing me as if for the first time tonight. She says the demon’s name is Valek. When I look puzzled she says that’s the demon’s name, and having its name will give us power over it.

Asuka points to a black spot on the floor in the middle of the room and says that’s where the corruption begins. I call out the name Valek and command the demon to show itself. The demon appears above the circle looking really pissed. Asuka says he’s angry, but I can already see that. The demon looks a little like a bull with fire coming from its nostrils and it is glaring at me. I tell the demon to be gone from here and never return. Valek says I do not belong here. I say the demon is the one that doesn’t belong here… and now this ends. I use the song Enter Sandman by Metallica to create a vortex of light energy around the demon and ends with a large explosion of light energy that banishes all shadows in the room and passes through the walls to cleanse what’s outside. I look over at Asuka and she smiles before I wake up.

Dreams from October 8 to 9, 2017

This was one of my first Lucids of considerable length, toward the end. It was pretty exciting and encouraging.

Round 1 of Dreams

My Sister is over for a visit. I am trying to copy paste 4 columns. Something becomes too Satanic and I stop. I am in the downstairs bathroom deciding. Satan has a darth Maul face. Guy in T C G One-ish chat room asking me to play, and if I will eat these cookies. I hear I say no. I try to explain that I can't due to addiction. I hear the word "cigarette" and I see smoke coming in. It seems to be coming through a sealed door. What does it mean? Dream sign: Seeing smoke but not smelling it. I get upset. There are two faced Eckhart Tolle masks.

Round 3 of Dreams

There is lots of nasty water on the floor. Cleaning loads of nasty dishes with (removed by me). Stack of lost cell phones. (removed by me)So tired now. I think something woke me up. I feel some terror. Tired.

Round 4 of Dreams
(removed by me)Dream sign: Mom and Dad being together.
(removed by me)Something so scary, I can't pay attention.

(removed by me)


I am awake now. Dammit, I am awake now. I wonder if I should try to D J or just go back to sleep. I am so tired. I hear the noise of a plane overhead. I am angry.

Round 5 of Dreams: Justified Timetude, L D

I become lucid by paying attention to some written words. In my physical body, I am laying on my front. I start to have a dual body awareness of being in my bed, on my front, but also eating these chicken drum sticks at the same time, laying in my front. I worry that moving my arms will wake me up, but then I realize it is actually a dream. (removed by me)

I am eating chicken drum sticks out of big yellow and green bowls in the kitchen. There are thighs and wings in there, in a brown sauce. I am enjoying them. Eventually my Dad says they are old and I kind of throw them out or move on from eating them. I am eating the ones in the green bowl even though it is tipped over. I realize they could be months old.
(removed by me)

I'm at the kitchen sink, trying to do reality checks and stay lucid, and not wake up. I am worried about running out of time, or the dream ending. I affirm, "I HAVE INFINITE TIME!" while looking at the brown counter top. This seems to help.

Mom's Milanos are on the table. Woo hoo! I am excited about all this dream food. I am eating some. They are very soft. I want to save some for her.

I decide to make more of the dream. I picture the local market in my mind. I figure I will walk around the block, and go eat anything I want.

My Mom is in the living room. She is standing near the couch. She looks sad. I am pretty driven to get to the market, so I don't interact with her much. (I felt bad about this upon awakening.) She has a part of a pop tart in her hand.

The ceiling above the couch near the bay window is dripping. I am worried and want to fix it. Then I just let it go. I do move some stuff out of the way of the drip though. There is one orange vase I do something with.

Even within the dream, I have a sense of only having limited money. I want to ask if my Mom wants anything, but I think that will limit me from getting what I want.

As I think of leaving the house, I am aware that anything could happen in the dream. I could run into someone at the store. It could be a wild dinosaur world out there. That makes me hesitate to leave.



I also wrote that the bed changed places at least 3 times.

I think the idea of going to the market gave me a lot of anxiety within the dream.

In my room, I see an app on my phone called Justified Timetude. It has a battery icon but one of the sides is slanted. There is a percentage full bar in there that shows it being about half way, with half being green and half being black.

I think I remember seeing my desk underneath the window in my room. What I definitely remember is opening the window, punching out the screen window, and kind of rolling out to the front of the house. Then, I guess I got scared and ran back in through the front door, and back around to my room. Some of the sequence seems jumbled. I used to do the dream journals in more of a stream of consciousness format, without as much regard for the sequence. Now when I think through it in my head, I sequence it in my mind, before recording it.

I wake up saying, "I am still..." Because I think I was saying, "I am still dreaming", to myself in the dream.

Notes

It seemed like my Fii Write file cut off in the middle of a word. Was some of the original document lost? I hope not. It was only 4:15 A M when I finished that D J entry so there could have been room for one more.

Morning of October 9, 2017. Monday.



Zsuzsanna and I are sleeping in our bed in our present home, the bed being of the same orientation as in reality, though I perceive the house as somewhat different. It seems to be early morning.

Looking to my left, I see a tiger in a cage. It is close to our bed and parallel and longways to our bed. The tiger is lying on its stomach and does not seem either agitated or threatening.

There are ambiguous thoughts that cause me to contemplate that the “cage” (with vertical bars) is actually a baby cot, as, in real life, the cot is in this location and also has vertical bars. After a short time, I feel movement. It takes me a few seconds to realize that our bed is moving westerly, head first, rather than the “cage” being towed away easterly as I first considered (as there was a vague thought that it was part of a train).

I see a tall shadow on the wall (the part of the wall where our last telephone was in real life). I first “realize” that it is my shadow, then I realize that the bodily proportions are wrong and it is probably our youngest son (even though his head’s silhouette almost reaches the ceiling). This makes me consider, in semi-lucidity, that he is awake (which was true). The setting is then back to normal. No tiger, no movement.

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Most of this dream is based on residual literal memory carried into the dream state. This is especially true of a bed scene, which is sometimes more of a result of a partial waking unless there is more distortion or a different location, though it is still not symbolic, simply the subliminal memory of having fallen asleep.

As already mentioned, we do have a “cage” (cot) to the left of our bed in reality. Additionally, there is a very large wall clock featuring a tiger in our lounge room, to the left of the door. The dream state confusion (basic thinking skills are not usually extant in non-lucid dreams) of a tiger image and the cot is unsurprising and not mysterious at all, especially as we have small stuffed tigers (of a somewhat realistic appearance) that had been in the cot at times in the past.

A telephone’s location (even if no longer relevant to where one is now) relates to the dream self’s subliminal awareness of communication with the conscious self identity or other factors outside of the dream state. A human shadow is usually my conscious self identity “looking into” (metaphorically) the dream state. In this case however, it was seemingly our youngest son. My dream self was perceiving his real physical essence as he was already awake.

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Met my old friends again, which I will call F and B. Or at least I considered them friends... Until for some reason they started hating me, the reasons mostly political. As the world grew more polarized, so did we. I'm a rationalist and centrist (from my point of view, I know), they were very much on the far-left of the spectrum. It didn't work.

So I met them again somewhere, and F talked about his time in university (which was ages ago in real life). He said they "at least banged the (forgot subject) teacher before the end of the year". I was a little... surprised he would speak of such explicit things, but I just said "really, cool!" or something like that. Then he said it was more of a gangbang, and the teacher was a dude. This really surprised me, as I realized this meant he was gay - a fact I didn't know about him. I don't recall what I said (it was a rhetorical question, out of surprise, not negative judgement), but he instantly interpreted as if I was being homophobic (they have always seen me as a Nazi, just for not buying into their radical leftist ideas) and offensive. The disgust on his face... summarized exactly how I feel my former friends feel about me. Clearly, I'm not over it. Then the other 'friend', B, suggested I was an antisemitist. Not sure how the conversation went that way. I defended myself and said I wasn't... because I'm not, the suggestion is ludicrous. He dismissed my defense, with that same look of disgust as the other friend from before. They hated me... for being something I am not! If only they could see through my eyes, or look into my mind, and see I am none of the things they think I am. Anyway, he pulled out his phone, opened Facebook and showed a comment I made on a picture as evidence of my "antisemitism". It was a pro-Israel post condemning atrocities committed against them. Despising hypocrisy, I replied something sarcastic, reminding them of how the atrocities they are committing themselves (in Palestine, presumably). And that was, from B's point of view, evidence I was a Jew-hating Nazi.

I felt miserable when I woke up. The world has gone insane. Or is it just me who has gone insane?

In the first dream, I remember going to J's house on his computer and constantly forgetting whether or not I was awake. I asked my aunt for some dream recall pills and she said no. I also remembe being in my art class for a short time, and then I remember being on a forum of people talking about satanic movies. In this same thread, we were making a poster of a guy who resembled Marilyn Manson with a bunch of signs on him that had quotes from satanic media.

In another dream, I was leaving school through the MP room. This MP room resembled the one from my elementary school. Shortly after attempting to leave the MP room, I was forced to play soccer or something. I protested against this, saying that I was an atheist or something. After that happened, I finally left. The exit resembled the one from my current school.

I was messaging someone on an old fashioned tv, so between doing that I could switcvh channels. It was early morning in a big ass house, still dark outside. I got up not disturbing my daughter I thought and found it was like a mansion. There was room after room and even a guy delivering chopped wood coming out of a cellar. I wanted to nose at the rest of the house but was compelled by a notion that I was late for work. (Apparently there had been something about me getting married in a prior dream that I started thinking about realising I had not invited people).
There were toys strewn everywhere from my daughter (who was about 3 as usual) and other children were playing. On leaving I looked up at the house, onto a tree lined leafy street. It was green and victorian mansion like, above was a green tower to the left. And when the few rays of sunlight hit it I saw it was then kind of stripy being half glass and have green stone at the top.

Getting carried away with my powers I was teleporting around short distances instead of speed running but noticed that there was an after image of where I had just been.
The after image started lasting for longer each time, then it started looking different from me.
It seemed to be a paradoxical principal that if the "clone" image was there for to long it became dissimilar from me and could not be reincorporated back into me. So they just became people, independent of me. This craziness continued and ended up with having back clones and good clones all over the place.

For this lucid I will use a purplish color since the dreams were eerie and like a nightmare.

Strange

I was lucid crawling in a long narrow blue tunnel that represented my mind. As I crawled in there I saw my mother pass by and quickly followed her. I lost her for a moment but I chose which path to go through, ready for whatever came. The last thing I saw was a small hole on the side of the tunnel. A red/yellow eye filled the hole and peered at me as I looked. The scene changes to my room next.Someone is positioning me in the right place but I move away than wake up

Strange, Strange Place

I was non lucid trying to find my way out of a preschool. The principal was trying to make me stay because I found out about them abusing children.Somehow I managed to get away though.

Next I recall being with a group of guys in a different place that felt like the Caribbean.I was given a empty gallon holding pill drugs. Apparently it was our source of power and would keep us away from the cops and people who wanted to get rid of us. But as we were walking outside a group of cops were called in and they were searching for those with our power. I quickly took the drug in an attempt to get away but ended up in the same place with time turned back. It felt like I died many times before that so I asked my friend next to me "how much longer do we have to do this before we find our home?". He said he wasn't sure but to follow him. I followed him, hoping this rick and morty dimension jumping thing would stop. (I don't watch the show but did see a few scenes on youtube before).After following him we spread out cause of the cops again. I ended up running into a crowd of cannibals."Stay back or taste my fire!"I shouted than burned them all. They didn't burn completely but it was enough to get away.

The scene changed after that and I was watching a video of my mom's old friends on vacation in a Caribbean water park. I than stopped watching the video, saw a image of a bloody scene and turned away to notice I was by myself in a small wooden house. It felt like I was in Africa alone and I could feel a presence waiting to jump out from the dark room.

I quickly ran out and held the phone trying to message my father but I noticed I was now in a huge parking lot where people were selling and buying things from swindlers or those trying to make a living."I better hide this before someone steals it and I'm left on my own". I put the phone under my shirt and pretended to have a hurt stomach as I walked. A tall, slim dark skinned man sees me and approaches. "What do you have in there? Take it out right now".I dont take it out and reply "It's a box with ice inside. I have a stomach ache". He doesn't believe and continues to follow me. "Look at the shape of it. You going to tell me that's a box?Take it out right now" he said. I didn't trust him so I still didn't. Than suddenly a chubby pale boy wearing orange takes out a huge gun and begins arguing with his mother near a crowd. The mother pleads with him not to shoot but he starts shooting her and those in the crowd. I run away to behind a fence than look quickly. After that I crawl quickly on the ground to get further away without being noticed. The guy who was pestering managed to get away as well.

Last thing that happened was I ended up in a hotel trying to call my dad on the phone and wondering
how much more distance would I have to run to get away from the danger.

Dream recall has still been poor lately due to inconsistent sleep patterns. I'll get it down though.

First dream: A pale, strawberry blonde girl is flying, enveloped in a golden aura of light. Then the aura disappears, and she falls to her knees on the ground. Someone says "She is an angel, but all her light is gone."

That was rather depressing.

Second dream: I recall someone giving me a large pile of change, and I was excited because I wouldn't have to deal with trying to find quarters for the laundry machine for a while (because I hardly ever pay for anything in cash, so I don't have a lot of quarters IRL). Then I woke up and realized that I still don't have any quarters.