non-lucid

Second time already I recalled a fragment from last night. A guy was running on Tv and that reminded me of this:

I'm running in some town, or on outskirts. I'm running with such an ease, as if floating on clouds. I'm fast and it's so much fun. I am aware that I'm normally not this fast and this is very unusual. Somebody stopps me to ask something and I'm disappointed because I have to stop.

I was somewhere in the middle east staying in a shoddy hotel. The upstairs neighbors were total douche bags. They had no sense of common decency as they blared their music loud enough to shake my room. Apparently the noise complaints were so plentiful that the police had considered launching an investigation against them for violating public decency laws. I began to relish they idea of those assholes finally getting what they deserved.

The following night they did it again. I made sure to call the police this time. I don't remember them arriving but I do remember being out in the hallway on a bright sunny day. Then I was out at a concert with some friends I came with. A guy whom I will name Lance and a girl I will name Laura. I don't quite remember entering the theater with them but I do remember having to leave and return. When I came back I saw that Laura had a bruise on the right side of her face. I cannot quite recall her facial expression but I suspect that it was one of fear. Or perhaps she was feebly attempting to put on a smile and pretend that nothing was wrong. As I type this now I remember that this was the first time that I got a very clear look at Laura's face. She was white with short blond curly hair and blue eyes. That reddish brown bruise on her face told a story. One of fear and abuse at the hands of of her boyfriend Lance. I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. I just went into the concert with them and somehow ended up sitting between them. It just sort of happened that way. I didn't even realize what I had done until after I woke up and I still find it quite odd that Lance didn't say anything. I remember sitting there nervous. I couldn't help but wonder if he'd suddenly snap and start swinging in my direction. I don't quite remember why I had this fear.

The theater was an upscale one. Naturally the place was very dimly lit and all lights were pointed at the stage. The curtains were a dark yellow and there were all kinds of fancy designs along the walls. The kind you would see in a Victorian Era theater. There was a magician on stage. He was about to perform the greatest of tricks. This trick was so risky that all the members of the audience were required to sign liability wavers. I don't remember what the assistants looked like as they went around passing the wavers due in part to the fact that I was still focused on Lance. I just could not shake the feeling that this guy was super volatile. The feeling that he was always less than a bee's dick away from beating she shit out of me for no apparent reason. I was relieved when the ushers got to us with the wavers. I thought that that along with the show would be a good distraction for him. When the usher handed me the waver I noticed that it was enclosed in an envelope. The "waver" appeared to be a letter from my medical insurance provider. I did not question this until after I woke up literally one second later. My alarm went off.

New Dog
I,my dad and my brothers were at our new house and had just gotten a new dog. The dog was small like a Maltese and was black. I felt like the dog was my old dog Max though. It kept following me around and wanted me to play with it. This annoyed me because I wanted to do something else. My dad told me to just play with it so it can calm down. I gave up and lay on the floor mattress. The dog jumped on the bed and started licking my face. I did not like that the dog did that and felt like washing my face.Something else happened after that but I can't recall what.

End Of The Road

I was in the car with my dad and as he was driving he happened to stop near a large tunnel that looked abandoned."This isn't normal...Is he going to try and get rid of me?" I thought than opened the door telling him I needed to get some fresh air. After that I hoped it was a dream than jumped up to fly out of the place like a super hero.I flew and became lucid glad that the situation wasn't really happening.As I flew up I hit a random monster I saw flying in the air and was ready to do some dream fighting but than somehow I ended up inside my house.I was semi lucid and next to a dream character that represented a demon but he looked human and was kind of chubby,wearing casual yet old clothing.There was a lady in the next house looking at us through the window. I asked him why he was paying attention to her while thinking about how she was a prostitute. He said "Why not?"than I looked at him weird and told him that he just goes up than down a lot. But when I said it I didn't mean it in a negative way. I just meant he goes from looking at things in a heavenly light to a immoral light.

Eye's Ramen

I don't recall the beginning well. It had something to do with me and my family being at the park we use to go to when I was little. I'm going to skip to the lucid part though.

I was in my living room next to a dc looking at the bright sunset that shown outside. As I looked at it I got the urge to go out and explore. I got out through the door and than flew above the street in the sunset.I kept flying until I arrived at a large wooden bridge surrounded by a forest.It wasn't sunset anymore but still was light out. I saw Dawn walking on the bridge and decided to get his attention by singing.But after I did the dream shifted and I was now looking at a huge sketchbook in the dark. It looked like a bigger version of my art class sketchbook in waking life. The pages were covered in black charcoal with some light drawings of city scapes on some pages and a red rectangle with moving objects on other pages. I remember seeing a black hand moving in a hallway on one of the red rectangles. After I looked at them the dream shifted and I ended up on my bed in my room. I sat up and looked out the window wondering if I should fly out. I felt a presence coming and was ready to get out but than Eye came in and told me to get back in bed since he made something for me. I sat on a chair near the bed instead and he put a plate of ramen with two big toasted Italian rolls on the bed.

I looked at the food happily surprised and thanked him. Eating some of the ramen with the fork until the plate began to slip on the bed by mistake. I said "oops" than tried fixing it. Eye helped me than showed me a pile of cooking spoons on a small plate.He laughed nervously than told me he didn't remember which spoon to serve the ramen with after he was done cooking it. I looked at the spoons and told him that it was okay. The spoon wasn't on the plate so I described it to him saying it was supposed to have a big round end so you could swoop up the noodles. There was one that looked like it but than it turned out to be too big and weird looking.He was fine with the description I gave him though so I started eating the bread. He ate his own sitting on the bed next to me. Than someone came into the room but I don't recall who. Woke up after that.


(The pic is from an anime.^^)

It was a really dark night - everything was pitch black. I was driving on pal's motorcycle to house, seeing as far as motor's lights allowed me to. For some reason I decided to stop in a smaller village close to my home village. A girl living in my neighborhood was there, riding on her motorbike. She asked me if we could make a race, then some huge dude on his motorbike joined us and we drove on. It became slightly lighter when we reached my backyard - this was the start. After everyone took places, we started the race. The road led up a hill. I quickly left them behind, even though my motorcycle turned into a destroyed bike halfway through. Then I heard someone shouting to me that I should drive to the side - I looked back and saw my mother on a bicycle, she said that she's driving to take my sister from a bus stop and that I should pick up some debris from the ground. I stopped my motorcycle/mangled bicycle and started collecting rocks and pebbles all around, then drove with them to house instead of continuing race, as there were no chances to win after that time.

Finding a new home. The house was a split building with a shared garden in the middle with a giant blue bouncy inflatable thing and a section of newly planted trees.
The house sections were square with wood and glass sections. The place felt very cosy and I was glad to be moving. I still needed to move stuff out from my old place The new place had a giant set of keys in a pyramid kind of shape, black and silver.

Pretty simple dream. I was at a restaurant with some friends of mine when Drake showed up. He was just hanging at first but then DK Khaled came and they started bumping tracks, eventually making some new ones from scratch with a record player. We were all dancing on the tables and chilling, but then for some damn reason I left, and when I got outside I realized that there were hundreds of people waiting outside to see him. I wanted to go back in and freestyle with him but I knew that wasn't happening so I just went away. Eventually, I ended up with his sister in a basement, being hunted by a classic bedsheet girl. I actually just lay down and closed my eyes and allowed it to attack her on top of me but by releasing the fear of it there it disappeared. We went around a corner and there was a short staircase into a comfy looking kitchen and it was daytime, a light was coming in through the windows. I knew that a new boogyman wouldn't scare me at all so I said to her her "The house is reading our mind, it will figure out the only way to scare us in these last few seconds before we get out the door." I turned around to her and she was fully possessed, face contorting and then she bolted at me. I woke up.

Touché, brain.

Pretty simple dream. I was at a restaurant with some friends of mine when Drake showed up. He was just hanging at first but then DK Khaled came and they started bumping tracks, eventually making some new ones from scratch with a record player. We were all dancing on the tables and chilling, but then for some damn reason I left, and when I got outside I realized that there were hundreds of people waiting outside to see him. I wanted to go back in and freestyle with him but I knew that wasn't happening so I just went away. Eventually, I ended up with his sister in a basement, being hunted by a classic bedsheet girl. I actually just lay down and closed my eyes and allowed it to attack her on top of me but by releasing the fear of it there it disappeared. We went around a corner and there was a short staircase into a comfy looking kitchen and it was daytime, a light was coming in through the windows. I knew that a new boogyman wouldn't scare me at all so I said to her her "The house is reading our mind, it will figure out the only way to scare us in these last few seconds before we get out the door." I turned around to her and she was fully possessed, face contorting and then she bolted at me. I woke up.

Touché, brain.

D1: Non-Lucid: I'm in some odd looking place. It looks like a mash up of a backwoods bar, game room & new age things all in one. It's somewhere in the country side. The ppl there are the cast from the Netflix original Aquarius. I'm supposed to be going to some kind of bar for some reason but instead I'm in some sort of competition. Another team went first. They drive out in a jeep & launch it into the air somehow. Then they had to grab a bird out of the air. Next they shot a target & a parachute was released & they have to land in a mock house. While waiting for our turn I got woke up by my wbtb alarm.


D2: Non-Lucid: There was a computer with something displayed on the screen. It was for sale for $279 & I was buying it for Tess. Everything was foggy.

And I've never had a random name like this in my dreams. I don't know a Tess unless you count a girl from when I was a kid named Tessa but it wasn't her for sure. I think the name is significant but for the life of me I don't know why.

All I remember is driving one of really big American old-timer cars. I tried parking it, which was a challenge. There was a plot, but I forgot.

While this series of dreams never reached a high level of lucidity, it did feature two odd and intense epiphanies, and much of the time I was aware that I was dreaming.

The first stage of the dream, I was playing with a pet, a small lizard that could sit in the palm of my hand, and liked to race around my forearms and take short, gliding flights from hand to hand or from me to its terrarium. It was familiar to me and I loved it as a pet. Someone, maybe someone at work, mentioned that the lizard wouldn't live that much longer, and the next time I was playing with her (I knew she was a her, probably having just asked myself the question and come up with an answer), I noticed she was slowing down, and there was a scare where she stopped moving, but revived, and I felt strong attachment and fear for her death. The dream progressed so that she had died, and I was feeling strong grief just as if a real pet had died. I remembered seeing and playing with the small creature over months, maybe more than a year, and considered how I would hold myself together at work. Then it struck me, the whole life I remembered for this creature was in dreams. I was able to search my memories and recall that I had no terrarium and no pets. I believed, and still think it may be the case, that the lizard had appeared in my dreams before. A couple times before, I've had the experience of grief in a dream, and then the realization that the events had not taken place, though this time may be the first that I was grieving a creature who only lived in dreams. It can be emotionally powerful, feeling relief but also feeling in a sense robbed of your grief, still feeling the echo of strong emotion while knowing you have no reason to feel it. Also, I suppose it illuminates mortality and impermanence in a strange light. It's not exactly an "Aha!" moment because of the sad, contemplative quality of the realization.

Here ends this dream, more or less. It's memorable in itself, though not singular. However, it probably set the tone for the experience which followed.

The initiating conditions of the next dream are hazy. Perhaps I set out with the intention to go out drinking, and several times throughout the dream I was convinced that I had drunk too much to drive or thought I might have been drugged. I can't say I've had many "drunk" dreams, and I wasn't drinking last night. I found myself in a crowd at some kind of play/concert/pageant - some elaborate group performance with a standing room only audience. It was quite impressive and immersive, but also blatant monotheistic allegory. At some point I found myself speaking to the producer/director (quite possibly a God stand-in, but a pudgy, red-bearded one) in a corner of the balcony. He said something to the effect that he tries to get everyone excited about putting on a good show, but those who refuse to participate certainly won't be invited to the after-party. Afterward, I found myself in the crowd again, and experienced a powerful sensation of epiphany. The content of the epiphany was very much in the "born again" narrative, that there is someone behind the curtain of our existence and he/it was reaching out to me personally to be accepted into my heart. The strength of the sensation was such that not accepting wasn't really an option. Indeed, for a time after the experience I was ready to buy whatever the man upstairs was selling.

I rather expected it was Christianity, but when I exited out the front, I found it was a Minecraft-themed mosque, with big creeper parapets and mineral blocks you could pluck off the front of the building. I had the feeling I had seen this place in dreams before, too, but like the lizard, it may just be dream time and deja vu at work. Out front there was a sermon with some fairly incendiary language, and then we newcomers were handed off, presumably, to recruiters. Mine was a hunched, bulgy old man with a thin beard and lopsided features. He didn't get very far in his spiel before coming right out and saying he was a demon. He said some demons would be more coy about it, but he was more the bind you in fire and pain variety, and the ground under me morphed into a lady demon face like something out of Diablo, with bone spikes growing up around me like a cage. My go-along-to-get-along had already been wearing thin, and I was able to break free of this attack.

The dream kind of wandered on and restarted several times from there, focusing on a "Dude, where's my car?" theme and leaving me with overall decidedly mixed feelings and no inclination to dump too much meaning into the events. Still, the two "revelations" taken on their own terms were unique experiences.

Last night bed 9pm - 3:30am

DR ar 1 am

Me or someone has a private 747 jet. We are thinking where to take it. Aspen, Cannes. I tell them those places have remodeled their airports so now even big planes can land there. I'm walking around aspen airport outside, on a hill.

DR2 at 1 am

We are going to walk somewhere with another person, maybe my mom. She wants to go certain way. We go there and I show her lots of deep snow and I tell her we would be sinking in it. It's so deep, at some places small caves have formed. I look at one of those caves and there is a baby in clothes laying on the ground, moving his arms and legs. I yell at someone to call the cops, there is a baby in a cave. Because of the commotion, a man who was laying behing the baby sits up and is all confused. I tell them to call the cops off, baby was not abandoned.

Then I'm in some apartment hallway. I witness a conversation between "mom" and another woman, probable a reporter. She is telling "mom", that tha'ts the way to go if she wan't to get custody of kids and make "dad" look bad for leaving baby alone. I realize it's a scheme and I start recording it on my phone.

DR ar 3:30
I'm in an apartment in a tall building. Suddenly there is fire and some guys starts running around, trying to get away, without telling us. I look for it and I see smoke. We start gathering our pets. After a while it looks like the smoke is in some distance outside.

First dream

I saw it from top-down view. I was wandering in some dark corridors of a dungeon. I searched for some loot, and then a powerful warrior attacked me. I slashed him with a scimitar, but he was much stronger than me. If not for life draining properties of my scimitar, I'd be dead. I defeated him - his name was Korsak - and moved on. I found some more loot and doors to a huge chamber. I opened them and archers immediately shot arrows at me. I jumped back and then Korsak appeared again - this time with some magical barrier around him. He chased me, but when his barrier stopped working I cat a shrink spell on him and squished him like a bug.

Second dream

It was an evening in a city. I saw a group of people near a building that have suddenly collapsed. I came closer, picked up debris and started chewing it while watching a couple talking about marriage. The man had quite long facial hair, his hair were brown. The woman was a redhead, they were both in mid twenties.

Third dream

I was in school, it was some kind of lesson I can't quite recall. There were only few people. I left my desk, teacher didn't minded, and went to speak with a redhead girl with a pale complexion. She was wearing a pale pink blouse and jeans trousers. I asked if she'd go on a prom with me, she smiled and agreed.

Later that day I visited doctor for some reason.

Fourth dream

I was in some apartment in a flat, searching for something important and valuable. It was in a secured block of flats - there were security guards wandering around. My family was there too, searching through other apartments. Mistakenly I kicked a flower pot and had to do something with soil that fallen out - I opened a window and thrown it down. This alarmed security, I left the apartment and started searching for a way out. There were security cameras in a corridor I was on, and there were entrances to other apartments. There was also a locked door to staircase, lit by red lights. I ran to elevator and pushed a button - a wall moved and I stood in front of a huge hole opened to flat's exterior, and after a while the elevator appeared.

I entered it and among hundreds of buttons I pressed the right one, going to ground floor. After a while a voice said through speaker "Welcome in age when elevator users are screwed!". And elevator moved down with speed of a rollercoaster, taking different angles all the time. I finally got to ground floor and got to a corridor same as upstairs, but this time closed doors led to exit. There were also windows, I jumped through one, smashing glass pane and getting out of the flat. Security reacted immediately - one dude started shooting at me. I slowed time down, grabbed bullet and thrown out back, but guard managed to dodge it. Then another guard appeared, I punched him and got his pistol, then shot another one.

24/9/16
Dream 1: Jeremy doing schoolwork, go to a school watch a musical play in a gym

Dream 2: Getting stats of all the owners of every footy ground

Dream 3: Someone using call of khrulhu, had a funny long name

23/9/16
Dream 1: Doing engineering test with riley on a train

Dream 2: Couples sushi with another group

Fragment: Taking train to school

Dream 3: Settling in a place in the snow, like age of empires

Dream 4: Baketball, against idiot team, refs count microagressions as fouls

22/9/16
Dream 1: Trying to escape a house with like 6 kids government after us but we get outside

Dream 2: Around a giant magic tree, sort of wizard game, team of 4

Dream 3: Watching rugby grand final with girls from high school, talk about EJ whitten.

Dream 4: Nickolodeon kids show kind of, team fight

Dream 5: Going to men's rights speech near prison, get arrested for it

Dream 5: on old island with big churches, dad gets arrested for blasphemy against Christian people

Dream 6 Bulldogs vs collingwood final, we stat well but then go badly.