non-lucid

Dream
I'm in a forest made of mostly bamboo, my friend Daniel is here. We're playing some sort of real survival game and we seem to be cats. The game starts and Daniel pounces off somewhere and hides so that no one knows where he is. Also he has the advantage because he knows where we all are.. I head into an opening nestled beneath a dense pack of bamboo forest, it's cosy here. I make a small bedding area. Sweet, home base is set up and I can operate out of here.

Dreams are extremely hard for me to remember on work days >_<.

I remember being in a forest with another guy. I think it was snow covered, though I’m not certain. We’re hunting. I’m using a shotgun type of weapon. At one point I finally see a deer. I aim at it and start to move in closer, hiding behind the pickup truck. There’s no way I’ll get it. Why the hell am I hunting with a shotgun? I fire some shots, but nothing happens. I don’t hit anything, I don’t notice any recoil, there is no loud bang that scares the deer. A bit further down there’s a wolf I think, which is being helped by a guy with a car. The wolf (and its kid or something?) are injured. The guy gets them into his car and drives off with them, presumably to a hospital. Another wolf exits a cave. I want to shoot it at first, but I decide not to. It comes close to me and I’m afraid for just a split second it will attack me, but it doesn’t. It’s beautiful. I want him as a pet.

Just a fragment of what happened. I’m at a mall I believe. I’m in a different city in Indonesia. I’m with the motorcycle, outside and with two female Indonesian friends. One of them is on the back of my motor, the other is driving a different motor. We drive what’s supposed to be an hour to the beach Pangandaran, but taking mere seconds. We don’t have that much time so we just take a quick look, not even getting of our motors and making a u turn. I remember there being something to the right that I wanted to explore, but at that moment I already couldn’t remember what it was, so I just let it go. On the beach are two of my friendu. There is quite some fog, but there is something spectacular to see, though I can’t recall what exactly. On the way back I see my friend that was riding with me from the back. She’s wearing a blue/green hijab. She looks pretty.

Had a FA where I was sitting at a table with an Indonesian and an American friend. My Indonesian friend had her Macbook out, so I decided to take it for a moment to take notes of the previous dream in Dutch. I did it in Dutch on purpose so that no one would understand. There were some key phrases that allowed my American friend to properly guess the story line.

After going to bed with barely any food or water during the day I had fragmented dreams of thirst before waking up hot and thirsty. There is a fridge in the living room of my dad's house and I remember drinking lots of orange juice. Mom is up and I feel it's around 3 AM. In the cul de sac oustside, there is some structure where I am drinking chocolate milk (unclear but mostly certain. My sister is there as well. I think my family was there as the night marked the first one back in college.

I was on an Easter Field Trip. Never heard of that before but okay. We were taking kids using vans to a destination that wasn't ever revealed in the dream. First we stop at a gas station to for a bathroom break & then load the kids back up again. Then we went into an old grocery store. Looked like an old Safeway we had here a long time ago. The adults there I was now interacting w/ that had brought the other kids were ppl I hadn't seen in yrs. The kids were all going to find eggs & things to color them w/ etc. But I noticed that the cartons were odd. They had higher prices on some & I was trying to teach the kids the value of a dollar so to speak as we went along. They had didn't have the traditional dozen eggs, 18 count or 2 1/2 dozen flats we have here. They were like 4 count or random other amounts. Some were already colored too which would defeat the purpose of coloring later. It was a learning experience.

Not really sure why I had an Easter dream this time of year. Maybe because I was doing a lot of cleaning this weekend & found bunny fur behind a couch where Meesha Cat had been bringing her catches in & chasing them to that spot a couple of months ago. I had a rough night of pain due to doing so much physical labor in one day. I was doing extra decluttering of space in my house for meditation reasons & lucid dream reasons. They say clutter can block you &/or attract bad energies. It also creates low frequencies by hindering you to achieve higher frequencies for meditation & such.


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Lucid-Red
Explanation of details-Blue
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown/OOB

21.08.2016

(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was with Pau and other people. We were going on a backpacking trip. We didn't know where we were going but were excited about the adventure. I felt free. After walking for a while we were hungry. I grabbed my backpack and checked what I had brought; it was mostly rubbish. I had two dog toys, a string, some shirts, and a few snacks. I had a snack and Pau drank a cooler. We arrived at a restaurant; my aunt Laura and cousin Gustavo were there, as well as my mom and other people. I ate salmon with salad, but didn't recall ordering it. My mom told me we had ordered it before we arrived.

Dream skips and I'm in a hotel room with Juan Vi and Diego Almaral. Pau wasn't there anymore, but I assumed she was staying next door. I realized I hadn't asked how much the room was for the night, so I decided to google the rates. The hotel was called International Inn. The room was very luxurious; it had a big shower, marmol floors, and big beds. Diego took a minute-long shower. He then went outside and said he had seen Gerardo with another woman and a kid. I was confused. I went outside, it was a huge hallway. I took a peak through a tiny door, and it was a playground for kids. There was the guy whom Diego thought was Gerardo; he had some resemblance but it wasn't him. We had a short conversation, he said something about being here to rock climb. I went back to my room and realized there was a club inside the hotel. We went to line-up. The club was a huge steam room, and everyone was using swimwear. We got changed and lined up again. I saw Koji further up the line and hoped to run into him inside to catch up. The place where we were lining up was dark and steamy, and we could see the lights inside the club as it had glass walls, but were covered with steam. It was mostly house music and most people seemed to be on drugs; I wanted to get drunk but not too fucked up as we were leaving the next day.

Met a man who was wearing a suit and a rainbow afro. Was a vivid dream but no lucid because I was a bit lax and impatient with clearing my mind. Nor was I fully relaxed as I should have been.

Will try again during the next nap.

Since starting back in my lucid dreaming practices a couple of weeks back, I've recalled quite a few dreams, almost one every night, barring a few days, but I've yet to put any of those in here. With that being said, here's this morning's, in which I recalled two pretty sparse fragments and one non lucid dream.
My dad was insistently questioning me about shower curtains. Literally all I've got on this one. What could it mean? Are the shower curtains symbolic of the walls we put up around ourselves? 6deep8me.
I was in a very ritzy looking cafe, enjoying a cup of coffee and browsing my phone, looking at various pictures of a girl I thought was cute. Again, just a fragment. Unlike the strange nature of that first fragment, however, this dream had a nice, fluffy, happy feeling to it. Now, for the actual full non-lucid:
I was in some sort of ruins, and could see a sort of heads up display that looked like No Man's Sky's HUD. Lately, it seems like NMS has worked its way into my dreams in subtle ways. I was exploring these ruins on some sort of vague quest, gathering up materials and items. Eventually I found my way into a big building, which looked like something straight out of the game The Witness. It even had a similar puzzle inside of it that I was required to solve. Floating above the ground was a chrome-colored monolith with a red tree insignia on it. Touching the monolith made it dive into the ground, and several huge, red trees sprouted up around me. A river of orange-ish colored water began flowing between the crevices in the floor. How would I solve this puzzle? Unfortunately you get the cliffhanger that never ends on this one, as that's all I can remember.

It was midnight. I was watching TV, there was a movie about a girl that died and returned as a ghost, then tried to reclaim her lost life. It was really interesting, I couldn't stop watching it.

Key:
Notes
Non-Lucid
Half-Lucid
Lucid
Nightmare

TDM GUN GAME

My Father was playing Gun Game on Black Ops 3, the order of the weapons was different. After my Dad finishes his match I go on the Xbox One and play.
I find out this is a Team Death Match version of Gun Game.

Had some other dreams on the tip of my tongue but I forgot.

This is a recurring dream I have, but haven't had in a while...But with a twist I realise afterwards that I am rewriting dream, to give myself another chance every time I get stuck.

At last minute I find out I need to get class ready for big performance, this time its xmas play. I have zero time and as a result my mind is fairly paralysed with fear/dread.
It is a Friday and I get a reprieve till Monday for me to think up a plan. The weekend evaporates and it is Monday morning leaving me with more or less the same dilemma. I have one lesson before show time. I waste the time talking to Ed who is doing last minute rehearsals with his class. So I change the dream and go back to day start again.
I waste the time worrying this time about what number to do with the class. So I go back in dream to lesson start again.
This time I decide on a number that they already know, twinkle twinkle little star, LOL. I realise that there needs to be a musical element.
I decide on kids using sleigh bells for that and check this is ok for performance with S in staff room. I then have to go back again in dream.
This time I get kids to listen to twinkle, twinkle and sing it while they are doing their work as in lesson they are supposed to be working.
I imagine being caught by management. I decide that the number is going to be a bit tame and go back again in the dream.
This time I include playing a electric guitar for twinkle, twinkle little star. Realise there is not enough time for this and
at last decide on a final version, which is to use a tape of a guitar playing near the end of the performance. Phew!

I'm at some unfamilar beach with a single small building and natural rock structures that have an opening through to the water. I am some sort of guard using a fake name and I am sitting on the side of some serious conflict in the building. There was some sort of argument and I remember feeling tense like this was a matter of war and I was in the presence of enemies. I sat next to some other similarly dressed people who seemed to be on my side. Then I left and became myself. I was with band and it was familar, at least two people and the director were. the rest were just a mass. We are in uniform and I want to take part in the "parade" (we are assembled at the opening, west of the singular building) but I am lacking a harness, white shirt, and coat. The white dress shirt is not a part of the uniform IWL. Seeing as I am unable to participate, I set the drums down (God knows how I was holding them up) and set off to find the "color guard shower". whatever that is. I remember hearing the sound of a shower growing stronger (voices too? unclear) and ending up in a curving passageway with a slight ascension. I am somehow aware I am still near the band despite said passage being invisible earlier (abstract space, DS). I only really remember coming into the end of it (I'm assuming there was a beginning) and it had cracks of light in the ceiling. The light would suggest sunlight but the passage was far too bright to be hidden from the sun and the cracks seemed to be beams. I think I woke up shortly after seeing these beams.

I saw my old (long-dead) cat Sylvester. However, I was very small, maybe 10 centimeters (3 inches). My very own cat tried to kill me. It bit me in the shoulder (I wasn't so small anymore, but my cat was definitely size of a tiger compared to me). It didn't really hurt.

I had a great Deus Ex-themed dream last night (that's a video game by Eidos Montreal/Square Enix). It was set in the Mankind Divided universe. I was sitting on the floor in a dilapidated building, together with a group of augmented people. Presumably somewhere in the ghetto, or hiding from the government. Our "leader", or at least the alpha male of the group, was standing up in front of us. He was a real douche, and a loudmouth. He may or may not have been a terrorist. He was spewing hate speech, and at at some point, I had a disagreement with him. He got very hostile, and said I was banned from the group and had to leave. He said I wasn't really "one of them". I pointed out I had a synthetic implant in the back of my skull, connecting to my spine - but this was an implant I got as result of an injury - not a performance-enhancing aug. He said he knew, but it wasn't good enough. I spoke up so the whole group could hear it. I said that I would happily cut off my arm and replace it with a cybernetic one to prove my loyalty. The others started started speaking up, and I felt the atmosphere in the room change from silent obedience to outright rebellion. Our fight heated up, and I got in his face and yelled something. Feeling the crowd had turned against him, he slowly backed away and vanished.

Terrifying nightmare. I was in the garden of our old house. It was dark. I saw silhouettes in distance (it's a pretty big garden). I had enough of being afraid, and charged in - loudly screaming. But I hesitated. I came up with the excuse that maybe it wasn't necessary. I ran away again, but my fears manifested a creature that chased my out of the garden, onto the street. I looked back, and to my terror it was still chasing, coming straight for me. It was humanoid, but with unnaturally long arms. Like Slenderman, but not as tall and far scarier because it moved fast. So fast. The moment it was about to "get" me, I woke up in sheer terror.

I have notes of a "swamp", a "woman swimming", and "crocodiles". I remember none of it, except the crocodiles.

Dream took place in my old family home again. My phone buzzed in my pocket (allegedly, I remember nothing, these are old notes). My dad was upstairs. In the dream, I think he was installing (or had already installed) a fixed air conditioner unit. I could hear the annoying sound. In reality, it as my own crappy mobile AC that I was hearing, and the sound "leaked" into the dream in this form.

I think I was on a quay, I think. I came across my old colleagues from my previous previous previous job (Tankpark). We did not split on good terms. I greet them, they ignore me. I was like "okay then", and continued on my way.

We were in a garage-like space, dismantling a nuke. Notes tell me Xiaoxi (Chinese lady I know) was somehow involved, but I don't recall how. Heroes' Matt Parkman was there too (no surprise, I had seen actor Greg Grunberg in Star Trek: Beyond the evening before). At some point, Arthur Petrelli showed up and tried to stop us. I ignored him, saying he was dead. Suddenly, he turned out to be an older man called "Manny". I was supposed to know him from the past when he was younger, but didn't recogize him. He argued the world was in terrible shape, and asked us to stop. I convinced him it would only get worse if the nuke went off. We got ready to leave. Matt was interested in a fish bowl with some fish still in it, randomly laying around in the garage. He took it with him. We crawled under the garage door, which was half closed. I felt extremely tired, physically. So did the others, according to my notes. We find ourselves in what looks like an underground parking garage. In the distance, I see armed forced enter from several entrances. Guys in full SWAT gear. I am suspicious. We get on our knees as if to surrender, and I think to Parkman (he's a mind-reader) to get ready to get us out of here if things go wrong. Not sure how he would have done that. He can't teleport.