non-lucid

25/6/16
Dream 1: I was playing Dota as enigma. It was a very back and forth game with lots of huge teamfights.

Dream 2: I was building a huge kingdom in Minecraft. I started on one but then thought I didn't particularly like the style of it so started on another one nearby which was much nicer.

Dream 3: I did a magic trick where I put a coin on a broom and then shook it so it adds an extra coin somehow. Milo then used this trick as an analogy for burqa's somehow.

24/6/16
Dream 1: I was playing Dota and then started speed packing everything up in the house. I heard someone talking about baby twins.

Dream 2: I was with a school group on a camp of some kind. On the first day we climbed up a cliff from a giant rope, however only me and my manual mechanic made it up there. Someone fell off as their harness didn't work but he was ok. A guy up there told me I had the potential to be great, then we went inside.

Dream 3: I was at school playing football and chatting with some people. I then drove to my cousins house, however I had gotten a huge pimple. I almost got lucid from that but I woke myself up.

23/6/16
Dream 1: I was playing an elder scrolls game situated in Hammerfell and Orsinium. I was looking at the map and planning where to go. There were a bunch of lush forests as well as mountains. I went to the edge of the map to try and find good loot.

Dream 2: I was at a restaurant with my family eating pizza, however there wasn't quite enough for all of us, so I drove home and picked up some more pizza.

22/6/16 (Another batch of 7 days, curse my laziness :p)
Dream 1: I was standing with a tradie, n air force pilot, a navy guy and someone else, all four of them were trying to convince me to follow in their career paths.

Fragment: Something about driving.

I was entering an auditorium for some kind of job-related announcement/seminar. Donald Trump is there. The crowd was told that they can’t stay unless they are wearing a certain kind of shoes or attire. I looked down to see I am wearing a pair of strange high-top black with white markings canvas tennis shoes. I had to leave. Someone tells me I should have worn my silver shoes and I feel irritated by this remark.

I went to my apartment, which is similar to an apartment I rented in waking life over 10 years ago. My mom was there, she tells me that Donald Trump has bought the company I work for. I told her he did not, I don’t even work for a company, I work for one woman who calls herself a company. My mom laughs at me, telling me Im wrong. The way she is treating me made me angry. I asked her where are her facts?! And she sort of went catatonic, looking off to here right, not acknowledging me. I yelled at her but Im confused why she isn’t answering me now. Then I realized I was dreaming. I still felt angry so I pushed her and then I decided I was going to through the television out of the window. We were on the 2nd floor, but since I knew I was dreaming i knew there would be no consequences. I did this, and then I left. I was outside on the drive with my dog and I decided to fly. (ho, hum) I had my dog under my left arm and I was holding sandals in my right hand. Once I was floating I realized I didn’t need to hold onto my sandals and I could let my dog to the ground as well. I thought about running with my dog too. The outside of the apartment and the street are almost identical to the apartment I rented over 10 years ago. (#4) My husband wakes me up to tell me he is leaving for work.

Thoughts:
This apartment seems to be an important location. In waking life I lived tree for only a year. When I moved in things were great- I was dating a new guy, I had just started a career I loved, I could pay my bills and I had friends that I went out with regularly. Over the year that I lived there my drinking became out of control, my closest friendship enabled my bad habits. We were robbed together at gunpoint down the street from this apartment while walking to a nearby shopping center. I starting dating a drug-addicted-sociopathic-compulsive liar. I lost more than one good friend and a good job. I ended up moving out of the place and into the house that my crazy partner lived in with some friends. This was the beginning of one of the roughest periods of my life, but that ended up teaching me a lot of valuable lessons. Maybe the apartment symbolizes a transitional period between good and bad?
The dreams where family members hate me or treat me horribly are so common now that I have decided to really focus on becoming lucid in these moments. Instead of throwing things out of a window and flying off though I would like to do something else. Something to break this cycle. Maybe just tell them I love them?
Shoes were a theme in this dream too. I guess they must symbolize how I feel about myself compared to others.? And how dare Trump invade my dreams!

Dreaming were only non-lucids with bad dream recall. Was woke up by Meesha Cat 8 times. She kept waking me up do to fireworks & intermittent thunder with rain.

I have forgotten most, but the end of this dream culminated in the execution of a long and impassioned speech by my mother, who was Hilary Clinton. She was asking people to donate to charity to help society flourish. At one point I came on an gave closing remarks as she had to leave for some reason and everyone was sitting there impatiently waiting for it to end. After that I went to the old cottage, where I kept fucking up the vehicles there, including my new mini. Dad was pretty upset, so I decided to float away across the road into the swamp. I went above the trees, but saw a house hidden among them. It was Julia's house. We hung out for a while with Tyler and Geordie there until she started talking to her boyfriend and I peaced out.

Dream

I was in my school. It looked like it was just built and finished, I felt much younger. I went downstairs from one of the classrooms and into the hallway, passing a group of students. It was late and lessons were about to end. Suddenly I asked myself "Is that a dream?" after a while I repeared this question, feeling somehow aware yet a little doubting. I met a girl I met years ago during student exchange, we talked for a while going upstairs. Her voice was different and she was speaking in my native language. I asked "Shouldn't you speak english?" She said "I'm not sure." We moved on and ended up near a classroom. She stripped herself from clothes and we made it in the hallway. Everything went black.

False awakening

I woke up in my bed with an orgasm and I had to change my underwear. I left the bed, took spare pants and went towards bathroom. Parents were out for the night and grandma usually has a deep sleep, so I shouldn't wake anyone. On the hallway when I got just past doors to grandma's room, she opened the door and hit me in my back. I rushed towards the toilet and cleaned myself, then changed underwear. Then I went back through hallway and in the window I saw parents in the car. Father parked right in front of the entrance, he was holding a baby.

6/26/16: The recollection of this dream commences with me attempting to troubleshoot and restore electricity in a partially built home by tying together several electric wire pig-tails inside a wall outlet. I need to go into the basement to see if the repair has restored electricity in the lowest level of this partially built house. For some inexplicable reason I believe the house belongs to Scott.

The scene shifts and I am walking on an upper floor whose rooms are bare studs with no sheet rock. I open and close a sliding window whose glass is shaped like a bowl bending outwards. The glass is broken, but the window slides up to open and down to close. I turn away from this room which I believe is to be a future bathroom based upon its relatively small size. Almost immediately upon leaving the room I encounter a huge, fully grown male lion which is resting comfortably with its eyes lightly closed and front paws crossed. Roused from its sleep, it takes notice of me, but makes no immediate move towards me.

I squeeze my shoulders through the spacing of two studs as this is the shortest and fastest path away from the perceived danger. I climb down and out of the house in moderate alarm and begin fast walking and ultimately running down the street filled mostly with children, supervised by a handful of adults. I call to them to alert them to the danger. Instead of running away, curiosity seems to compel them to enter the house to observe the lion for themselves, apparently oblivious to the danger.

As I flee the scene I slowly realize that I am larger, faster and further than the easier potential victims which the children represent. Nonetheless I am sweaty with fear and the effort from running. My sweaty hands hamper my ability to shed a pair of thick garden gloves which I am trying to remove as I run. I end up having to pull each finger out of the glove using my teeth in order to get the hot, moist gloves off and throw them to the ground. I wake.

I was looking at a room, dark and shadowy. I just entered it. There is light coming from the two open windows to my left. The room is a kitchen, an old one. Everything is made of blocks/old cement. The color theme is faded yellow and smoky black. The rest of the room is under the cover of darkness so I couldn't see what else is inside, apart from a small part of a table at the center. The only thing I can see clearly was the stone floor lit by the sunlight from the window.

There was a woman standing on a stool in front of the nearest window. She was wearing a long black dress. She was facing the window but her upper body and head was out of my range of vision. I think she was cleaning the upper area of the window. I was walking with a girl towards the door on the other end of the room, but she was a little bit in front of me. I was a young boy.

The girl said "You called their names too soon, Annie."

"Oh, dear. But it was already their time," the woman answered, in her apologetic, somber voice, as she continued her work.

We walked past her, but as we approached the next window, there again on the stool is the woman in her long black dress. We walked on.

Just as we were about to reach the door, the girl went ahead. I felt the woman's hand on my right shoulder, and she whispered: "Run."

I smiled without looking at her. "Thanks, Annie. But I don't want to run anymore."

Bed: 23.00
Wake up: 06.35
Now: 07.00

Movie
I'm inside somewhere. A company visit / business case of a company I really like has just finished. We're busy exiting. I tell Jim that the case was interesting, just to make sure that he keeps me on his mind. Outside the room, on the hallway, is another employee of the company. We start heading towards.. someplace.

I'm now in a big lecture hall. It feels as if we've walked here from the other place. We're going to watch a movie. My high school English teacher is leading the class. Eventually we're somewhere along the 50 minute mark, perhaps even further. The video is streaming slowly cause the school/uni connection is shitty, sometimes forcing us to pause. Someone explains the technical stuff to my teacher. She asks us if we will have enough time to finish it. We have 30 minutes left in this class and 40 minutes of movie left. My friend Lin tells her that we do. Huh? Idiot. Meanwhile I'm seated, with my bag in front of me on the floor. I open and close the zipper a few times, probably being very obnoxious, considering that we're watching a movie. I've got candy inside in a see through plastic bag, which I share with my friends and cousin. I still make a lot of noise.

Holding hands
I'm walking outside with a lot of people. Not sure where we're going. My first ex girlfriend is walking to my left. She decides that she wants to hold my hand. Her boyfriend is somewhere in the crowd, walking behind us. We're at the very front. I tell her that this isn't a good idea. At some point I wonder whether she is trying to make her boyfriend jealous or whether she genuinely wants to hold my hand. She mentions that her boyfriend is holding a girl's hand as well. I look and see that he's doing one of these poses where he creates a loop with his arm, allowing the girl to place her hand in the loop. I tell my ex that we would be better off if we were walking to the back. She varies in how intensely she holds my hand.

Epic medieval fight [literally the only note I took of this dream]
I'm somewhere outside in a mountainous area. There are quite a number of armed forces. I feel like Thor [Chris Hemsworth version] is also present. A fight is about to go down. Our side is trying to ambush a different group, but our advance group gets ambushed in return. There are so many different groups which have allied to the group that I belong to that I'm no longer sure which uniform belongs on my side and which doesn't. At some point I'm in need of a weapon. There are some scissors. Nah. There's a bamboo pole with a kite attached to it. Perfect. I ask an old man to cut the string to the kite. He uses some big scissors which look pretty damn awesome as he's cutting the string. Really?! You couldn't tell me in the first place you had that?! I take both the bamboo pole and the scissors with me. I'm not sure how I'll use both, as this bamboo pole will serve as a two handed weapon. I put the scissors in my right back pocket. I encounter 3 white girls standing close to what seems like a coin buying stand at a fair. The 3 girls are my height and are dressed identically. They all have the same gun and are aiming for me. I use the bamboo pole to slap their arms away to throw off their aim. This isn't something that I can keep up long with the 3 of them. I advance so that I can use my scissors. I'm not sure what happened next, but I'm victorious. I start talking to the girl behind the stand. She was going to give her number to those girls for some reason. I ask her to give me her number instead, and she hands me a white paper with her number. The girl herself is quite pretty. The only details I can remember is that she's a white girl with black hair. I put the number in my front left pocket and tell her that if I don't die, I will call her.

Fragments
» There's some family gathering going on. My cousin is present, as well as my little cousin, who I take with me into an elevator. At some point my cousin and I (and someone else) are eating.

» I'm walking from the hallway of my dormitory into my room. To my left I see an Asian girl walking away from me. I stare at her for a moment. I make sure to look away the moment she looks back. I walk into my room. I look out my room to look at her again. She turns back, presumably to see if I was looking. I think she caught me.

I'm in a great big hotel or something where there are a lot if floors and rooms plus kitchens downstairs. There is a man of eastern descent who asks me to get him towels for his shower which is already running and the room full of steam though he's still dressed and outside the shower. Somehow I know that he will be using oil with the towels to clean his skin (before the shower?) so I go downstairs to the kitchen and ask the lady in charge for towels and she knows who its for and gives me this huge stack of towels which I being back to the man. I turn to leave and he tells me to stay, I turn to him and he says to me, you know he's cheating on you, I know he means my husband

I woke up with a sore throat & runny nose. I only had non-lucids & lost my recall cuz I had to get up & blow my nose & all that junk so my dreams had to take a backseat. But I did spend a lot of time researching stuff online last night which was fun.

Strange dream; I Usually think twice about posting things that might be embarrassing, but hey, dreams are dreams so here goes one of my more silly ones.
I was a young woman probably mid teens since I Still lived at home. I didnt have my father growing up in real life and that was reflected here since I only recall a mother figure and maybe sisters and brothers but I had gone to find my own space and climed into a building of some sort where I was alone. I fell asleep and heard voices, one was instructing a shadow like figure to take me (yes, in a sexual context) it told the shadow man to make me more meek and powerful... Don't judge lol.... Anyway the shadow replied how it was surprised that I was willing to accept its advance as I was full of fire and then laughed and said how it even had a witness to my willinness. Then the next thing I'm outside on a porch and I think at a small table with crumbs on it so I try to levitate one of the smallest crumbs, its easy so I try on a bigger one and Im surprised how easy this is and so I try to fly through panes of glass, easy. That's about where I lost the dream.

I was at a mechanics to get my car fixed. A song came on the radio (some old R&B or funk song) that I liked, and I felt happy. I told someone that my Dad used to love this song. I started flowing around the parking lot. Realized I was dreaming and became lucid. I flew into the sky and saw 3 blue jays flying near me. I decided to fly next to them, but one of them looked wary of me so I sped up and flew really fast towards the mountains in the distance. I was high up, and there were clouds, and it was beautiful. I landed on the highest peak of the mountain, and I discovered a small room just inside of the rock I landed on. It had a small branch carved into the stone and an olive-green cushion to make the seat more comfortable. There were 2 windows carved into the stone as well, and I looked back out towards the area I flew from.

As I climbed down I lost lucidity. I walked past a house that was partially open (missing outside walls) and I saw an area with lots of shelves and interesting [nature-based?] art. All I can really remember about these objects is that I saw leaves and wood.

I needed to take a shower before a road trip. I had trouble deciding which shower I would use. I knew I had hours until I needed to leave so there was no rush.

I was living in an apartment complex and driving home through the parking lot. I knew I needed to pay my rent but the office was closed. I saw who I thought was the office manager outside talking to another person and I briefly thought maybe I would just walk down and pay the rent to her. But when I parked near the office I saw that there were designated slots to put your rent check in after hours and I decided I would do that. My last name was completely different than my maiden or married name: Polley. First name was the same.

Thoughts:
I have no idea. I have been getting good sleep the last few nights. The lucid dream wasn’t the most lucid I’ve been. I will have to think about these for a while.