non-lucid

I was with a bunch of other people on some unknown planet. We had been taken captive & were frantically bouncing ideas back & forth. All adults no children. Then they transported us yet again to another planet where we started all over again with arguing about how to get the hell out.

I don't remember having a dream before that I was on another planet, let alone two of them.

Last night bed close to 10 pm.

I overate and had 2 detailed disgusting dreams. Not even gonna write them down. One more long and detailed dream that involved poop which was not even close to being gross as the first 2.

As I'm writing these down, I'm realizing how bizarre and detailed they were. I'm starting to think that I not only overate last night, but there was maybe something wrong with the food. I had some mushrooms bought in the store, normal white and criminy. But daum.

DR1:

I'm looking out my parents living room window. The street and our backyard garden are under water. There are waves on it like on the ocean right on the beach. Water comes and goes with waves. Its clean and actually pretty. But it got there by something flooding and that was a concern. My dad says that there is nowhere for that water to go, it's there to stay. Unless he opens some opening to a canal.

The yard is full of cats and one golden retriever. They took refuge there on some higher ground from other yards. I went later to the neighbors asking them if they are missing some pets to try and return them. There are 2 tiny animals and one a flower. They were singing very softly and were so incrdible cute, I hugged them and got all mushy. Someone else said "you know they are just toys" and then I felt the mechanical parts inside of them moving.

I'm explaining to the neighbors what colors the cats are to see if they belong to them.

DR2:

I'm looking through supply boxes at work and I'm finding lots of knives that the person before me left. Some are used, some look brand new and I'm wondering how come I didn't see them sooner. I wouldn't have to by my own. (Today I received some knives I ordered for work)

DR3:

The water theme continues. The sewers are overfilled and sometimes the stuff gets on the street. I'm standing on the street next to a sqare cut into the street, that's about 2x2 feet. I see at least 2 more of those cutouts. Right underneath the asphalt cover of the street, there are the sewer channels. They are full and water reaches to the top and sometimes splashes, overflows to the street. Another person sits on the street next to me and I sit down right over the opening. It's ackward with my mid-body hanging over the water.

When the water reciedes, some kids from that family go down to the main channel and they are peeking into some smaller sewer channels. We can hear the water coming again and it can get there any second. Kid's mom tells them to get away fromt here, but they are having too much fun. So I start telling them with more urgency and I'm wondering why is mom not doing that. Those are her kids.

Finally we get out of there and are sitting at the table with someone. There is one scary looking guy and I say something like an aplogy for him not understanding what I'm saying, because I said it in Hungarian. He said why? He is dunaszerdai magyar. He askes where I'm from and I tell him the name of my town. He says "oh, Panama". And I'm like no?! Then we shake hands and introduce ourselves.

EDIT:
I was just talking to Mismagius about this attraction in Salem. And when I typed "witch trials" I recalled this dream:

I'm about to sit on a sofa or lay to bed, when I reach out and turn the head of a doll that's sitting on the backrest away from me. At that moment it slowly starts to turn back to me and it's face it's morphing between doll, some human face and a witch face. It's telling me something while having a manacing grin and I'm just so scared.

I was in future, in a mansion complex I shared with siblings. It was a huge complex made of apartments that joined up in one entrance. Parts of it on first floor were just finished and had only white walls. The rest of the building was richly and modernly furnished. I entered my apartment - it was the richest of all. I helped siblings build and finish theirs apartments.

Next day I was in our family house, it was completely rundown and abandoned, but still in our possession. I started to work on it to renovate it and make it better than ever.

It started with a non-lucid dream. I was in a supermarket (or I was a disembodied "camera", I can't really recall doing anything myself). I watched a scene between some people working there. A few I "remembered" (not really) from when I worked there in 2009, some I didn't (part-timers, students working for the summer). I thought to myself that I had to apply for a job, and that they would need more workers for the summer. I somehow thought it was August. Then I was reminded it was late September already.

This part contains another "faux-lucid" section. I think I was with my mother and uncle in a forest. At some point I got too far away from them, and I lost sight of them behind a hill. I don't recall how it happened, but I learned I could float, and fly. I tried to do a backwards loop, but I got very disoriented and felt like I would fall. I came down (fears materialize in dreams), but did so in a stylish "superhero" fashion. I thought I would scatter the rocks on the forest floor in all directions (like in the movies, where they leave a big hole, or crack in the concrete when they land), but this didn't happen. I started flying off. At some point I was flying between two very long (and very old) walls made of old stone (looked medieval), towards a large structure at the end (a medieval ruin in the forest?). I tried to fly as fast as possible. I could "stretch my mind" to speed up a fair bit, but when I yelled "faster!" it got really fast. I suck at estimating speed, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was close to 5,000 kilometers per hour. Interestingly, despite seeing the wall fly past me faster and faster, the "tunnel" appeared to stretch on and on, and the castle didn't come closer any faster, despite my ludicrous speed. I guess my mind lacks the "rendering capacity" to render new environments when traveling at this speed. I have experienced a similar phenomenon when running at super-speed in a previous dream years ago. Eventually, I smashed into the wooden gate of the castle at 10,000 per hour. It was hilarious. I was kind of "peeled off" the door, and fell to the ground unharmed. Part of me was still stuck to the door. It was like in the cartoons.

I stood up, and noticed two figures standing in the long corridor I just flew through. One was dressed like a Roman, the other (behind him) a different ancient culture, but I can't recall which. I went up to the Roman, and asked him a question ("what are you doing here, soldier?"). I "knew" he was only a DC. I couldn't play along with him anymore, and burst out in laughter. He started laughing too, obviously mirroring me. Then he pulled out a lance. I wanted to see what would happen if he tried to stab me with it. I knew I was invincible anyway. He aimed his lance at my chest, but this felt uncomfortable, so I moved the top to my stomach instead. Suddenly he was on a horse, running fast, with me stuck on his lance - as if he was jousting. I figured he wanted to smash me into something. Anyway, it didn't "hurt", as I predicted, but it did feel uncomfortable. I thought to myself, "mind over matter". But before I could try to make the feeling go away, I was already waking up.

I was standing by the edge of a large river, one which ran through a city in Germany. The year was some time in the early 1900's, maybe the 20's? Early 30's? Commercial aviation wasn't a thing yet. Large crowds were gathered by the river to watch a massive air show, where the government and companies showed off experimental aircraft. Many of there were quite large (some craft were single-seaters, I think? Jets?), and were designed to take off from the river. One of the craft taking off was huge, had a strange shape, and had 6, perhaps even 8 propeller engines. It also had the German Cross on the tail (the Iron Cross, not a Swastika). I looked to my left, and saw my grandmother (on father's side). She was German and has been dead since '09. I remember thinking none of the people believed mass commercial air travel was feasible. Being from next century, I of course knew better. I thought these demonstrations had to change their minds.

1) Flying - very fast and good visual detail. I had some sort of superpowers. I flew down into a roon and there was a film being shown outside, the sound was very loud, a man walked into the room. He was impatient and I though "can't he see who I am, I'm floating above the ground?". Then I was outside and there was a disturbance, and a fight, I saw someone's leg being ripped off and he was killed, there was no blood. The killer ran off. I examined the body parts, they had writing on and were plastic he was obviously a robot.
A policeman appeared I put my hands up I was the obvious suspect in a murder. The policeman smiled at me, looked me in the eye and shot me at point blank range.
I woke into a hypnopompic state, I could feel pain in my chest where I had been shot and I knew I was in the afterlife, and thought that it is just like a dream and thought if I can just control it then I can escape. I couldn't think what to do, maybe try rubbing my hands together. Instead I felt large wooden sticks in my hands and banged them together, then thought I might wake my wife up (I was half awake, aware I was in my bed), they were very noisy.
Then I woke up properly.

2) I was watching in a third party way myself and a girl in a large white plastic bag floating down a fast river. There was some reason for this, we were on a journey.
The girl got out and we were in a building. She dries out her possessions which were in plastic wallets but had still got wet. There were a few rooms around, and some other people. There was a TV on in a room that we could see but we were told that we couldn't watch it. it was some sort of prison.

3) Walking down 8 flights of stairs (in a department store?). Hard marble stairs.

4) In a chemist shop looking for throat sweets. I couldn't find any but looked through all sorts of other stuff on the shelf. My wife was stood at the door I told her I was going somewhere else to find some throat sweets.

28/9/16
Fragment: Some sort of romantic incident

Fragment: Maybe something about basketball

27/9/16
Dream 1: Multiplayer game, fighting against Greek gods maybe, three stage dungeon, complete first two but dream ends before the third one

Dream 2: Discussing conspiracy theories over tv and presidential debates with somebody.

26/9/16
Dream 1: Playing in a grand final, only half the team shows up though

Dream 2: Part of a vampire hunting team or something, go in a tower and fight a group of them. We struggle initially and leave to try and find some reinforcements before coming back. The tower was at one end of a long street, with semi-gothic houses along each side and a mine entrance at the opposite end.

25/9/16
Dream 1: I was at a sort of video game conference thingy playing a game with someone

Fragment: In a trailer/caravan, talking about stuff

I am a scientist; short, and dressed in a white lab coat.
My basement is a concrete laboratory in which I am testing wormholes. The black hole is generated. I throw a penny into it in order to see if it works, my eyes fixated on the camera I had set up at a location in the desert. A wormhole appears, just as I suspected, and consumes all the sand in the area, and I notice a single penny come out of the wormhole. All of a sudden, sand fills my basement; the black hole dissipated into some weird black mechanical ball with buttons. I barely manage to escape with the strange device without being suffocated. After splitting the ball, a massive, complex, and utterly green wireframe is revealed.
"I... I solved all of humanity's problems!" I shouted, laughing.
An unspecified many years later, there is a space station with the words, "<my name that you probably don't know> memorial: a History of Faster Than Light Travel," engraved on a sign attached to the top(according to my perspective) of the space station. After that, it's a rather slow fade back into reality
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I'm glad I had this dream; it taught me a lot about the desire I had apparently hidden deep in my subconscious, away from even myself. Specifically, the thirst that I only knew about after having this dream, the deep, utterly human desire to be recognized with respect from doing something that I love to do. I don't generally like any attention, but this dream made me realize that, even I , the silent little weirdo who would always distance myself from others, wanted to be recognized, no matter how much I believe otherwise.

This is a nightmare that is really just an extremely complex dream. It all began at Tommy's house. We were hanging out in his kitchen when Tracy said to come check something out that they wanted me to see. Next to the breadbox was a picture of a little kid in a frame.

Tracy walked up to it and said, "Hey, how are you doing today?"
It responded. Not with clear words at first, but with the slightest mumbling, as if the noise came not from a speaker built into the frame but from the child himself, weak due to his tiny size and having to speak through the glass. We took the picture out of the frame and he started talking, his body animated like a Harry Potter painting. The photo was clearly not printed on paper but was in some old 90s media card. Tracy took the media card from the frame and inserted it into a 90s black PDA. It had a camera and an LCD screen and the kid popped up on that. It was not a normal program however, it made no sense. Sometimes it looked like me as a kid, sometimes it would be someone else.

Later on my momand I were talking to him when suddenly the image changed. The child was now a baby. The baby was walking with a cane in a church, extremely slowly. The church was full of old people, and there was something extremely off about them. Suddenly as the boy walked up to a new pew there was a man with his organs spilling out, and the people in the church all looked up right at us and stared. My mom burned the thing immediately. We feared for a long time if we had released this kid into the world not to haunt us, but slowly Tom and I debunked it and figured out the technology behind it. By the end it was no longer a nightmare, but a study in self treachery.

I am in the bathroom trying to grab something that I can no longer recall. When I finally faced the direction of the mirror I became stunned. I notice I had blue eyes and one that was glowing white around it. This quickly made me realize something was not right and then out of no where some goblin witch looking elf little monster appear at the side of the door. I knew Iat this point I am dreaming but the awareness wasn't strong. I tried to change the dream scene in to something more comfortable. But it didn't work and the little monster started nibbling at my neck. It felt a little painful but more as tickle bites than anything else. I just kept looking at it while it took mini bites of my neck. I've never been eaten before so I felt kind of strange. And didn't really know what to do. I lost lucidity not far after.

First dream

I was in my house, the cellar was extended and took space from where it was to borders of our possession. The wall of cellar was smashed down, there was hole in the floor opening up to some ruins and wall of old sewage cistern could be seen. With family we had to drill through that wall for some reason, I warned them about old sewage but they didn't listened. Using a drill we made a round hole and then father turned on water and crystal clear water started flowing rapidly. I climbed up to cellar and with family we started barricading.

Second dream

It was an evening, I was atop an enormous hill with a ruined gothic mansion. I ran around ruins, it was getting darker and darker, I heard ominous whispers. I was about to find someone in there, but I was alone. I thought that running away from ruins, into darkness would change dreams. I ran into darkness and everything became black.

Third dream

Blackness faded out and I found myself in that mansion during a summer day. I was there with group of classmates, on a second floor. It was open to a beautiful ravine overgrown with beautiful vegetation. We were wandering around the place, girls were with us but they had to change clothes without coming back to rooms, so we all had to turn back when they did.

I've been experimenting with a written Dream Journal, but I had to drive to college in a hurry, and left the journal at home, so I wasn't able to write these down like I normally would. Figured since I haven't done a DV DJ in forever and I had a lucid last night, I'd drop this here.

My cat was perpetually throwing up. No real reason to go into further detail about that dream.

I was playing SC4. (Oh, hello video game I haven't played in months.) I was in my main region mentally planning some new cities. I wanted to make a row of three or four really big cities. I saw a triangle shaped city tile and decided to click on it. The game loaded for a long time and took me to a screen of a desert with a volcano in the background. A space shuttle with the orange fuel tank and SRBS flew by. (I think it actually had four SRBS, two on each side. I think it blew up and now I was now playing Kerbal Space Program. I clicked on one of the kerbals and made him go EVA from the cockpit.

I was on my college campus, with my dad's sister and respective cousins. They were being generally obnoxious and complaining that they were bored. (Even my ~50year old aunt was complaining) I was supposed to drive them back to my house. I walked them across campus back to the car but the campus gave way to a collection of stores and office buildings. I thought I had gotten lost so I retraced my steps. (Family who had to follow me were not very pleased with this fact.)

I walked back to the familiar part of campus and tried walking to the parking lot another way but it again gave way to stores and office buildings (and a video arcade) My annoyed cousins and aunt were at their breaking point and started yelling at me for my incompetence but I ignored them and I stopped and thought about the situation. I was pretty quick to come to the conclusion that I was dreaming.

I took off flying, (generally family member DCs when they get like this are beyond salvaging.) I flew down the avenue and pulled up high into the sky. I saw a huge futuristic city off in the distance and decided to investigate. There were huge dark blue angular glass buildings at least a mile or two tall and flying cars, all surrounded by a more normal looking city. I decided I wanted to investigate the inside of the huge building so I would do the logical thing and land on the roof.

I re-affirmed to myself that this was a dream and that everything that happened was just something that I was thinking of. I had some difficulty landing, flying was troublesome and I kept shooting off to the side, but I was eventually able to get myself to hover the roof of one of the buildings and kill my flying jets to fall the last few hundred feet.

I fell through the roof and started falling through all the floors of the building. Curiously the whole building was like an empty glass shell with nothing on the inside. I kept falling and colors and shapes started to distort. I felt like I was sliding down a metal tube that went in all different direction. I didn't really care, it seemed like the dream was going to do something interesting so I just let it happen. I popped out the other end and I was in outer space. A huge golden spiral galaxy in front of me.

Galaxy: (with a big booming voice like god) I have attained the highest spiritual status and the largest physical form. I am a galaxy! But you may call me... uhh...

Me: Your name could be... bob?

Bob: I AM BOB! Now tell me, why is your hair so long?

Me: I don't know... I just kind of think it looks cooler that way...

Bob: What would you do... If I were to cut it short?

Me: My dream body is just a construct of my consciousness, allowing to have me a human experience in the dreamworld. Such damage could very easily be undone.

Bob: F*CK!