non-lucid

I was a man as for my name i don't know I was betrothed to a women named Mikayela. Mikayela was a short woman with emerald green eyes and long brown hair. My wife and i were arrested for treason. For what kind of treason i do not know. Armored guards arrested us and tossed us in a joint cell. The room seemed to be made out of brick and concrete. The door was huge wooden. The door was oval shaped and it had iron reinforcement all over it. There was a separate cell in the large room it was small. In that small separate cell was a small rectangular window. It never provided any good light since it was all dirty and looked burned with haze. Other light sources were the two wall ordainment candles as well as the opening on the door. The floors were filthy and has what i assumed was dirt grime and saw dust with hay. one night while i slept Mikayela was escorted out of the cell. Three days and three nights went by until i saw her again. The guards brought her into the room but they put her into the small cell. As they entered the room they dragged her in her body was limp and her hair and clothes disheveled. Her leather boots scuffed and scraped on the floor as they dragged her in. As soon as the guards left i ran panicked to the cell falling from haste. I stood up then rushed over to the cell. I drew closer and i could hear her whimpering and crying distraught. Her backed faced me and i reached my hand through the bars to grab her wrist. "Why do you cry love?' I murmured worriedly. Her voice cracked with and broke all word she attempted to speak came out in distressed whimpers. Her body shook and i wrapped my arms around her. Her quivering lips were so loud they were audible. "Beautiful tell me whats wrong." Mikayela sucked in air."Dont call me beautiful i feel disgusting." Mikayela curled into a ball as she shivered. "Mikayela no matter what has happend ill still love you." She tilted her head against the iron bars between us. Peering at me with one tear filled eye. Even with messed up hair and blood shot eyes. She was beautiful and her blood shot eye made the color of her green eyes pop out. She swallowed and licked her chapped lips. What she would say next would kill me inside. Filling me with fury and blood lust. "Lllove theyy took me to the head guards quarters and he took me against my will." Mikayela looked down away from my gaze in shame. She clutched her stomach then attempted to speak once more. "Im scared for something i hadn't told you. I'm 1 month pregnant with our child. I don't know if the child is alright the guard beat me when i struggled." She fell to her side and broke out into loud sobbing. Rage filled me and i began to seeing red. I went to the wooden door and began kicking and punching. Screaming at them to let me out that id kill the head guard. The door opend when i became tired. I was no longer facing the door when three men entered. Two of the men grabbed me and the third man held a hammer. He walked behind me and bashed me atop the head. Everything began ringing my vision blurred i saw red then blackness.

16/5/16
Dream 1: My grandma came over to my house to talk with us. After talking for a while we went over to my uncles house to look after it while he was away. I think there was some disaster which had happened.

Dream 2: I was in a fight with Homer Simpson where we were both fighting over this giant set of scales. I think I wanted to save the scales but Homer wanted to destroy them. I think it took place in a giant warehouse/supermarket.

Dream 3: I was going around selling stuff. I think there was a lot more but I've forgotten it.

Dream 4: I was watching a football game with my dad. It was a good game and afterwards we went to the park to play football ourselves. We met up with another family and started playing with them.

Dream 5: I was reading a newspaper, starting out at the tv guide, then the comics and finally to a back page article which had some article about dating.

TOTM attempt -Platform 9 & 3/4 fail. I had a dream with the main characters from Harry Potter. Harry, Hermione & Ron. But unfortunately it wasn't lucid & I lost the details. So sad. But, I just came back from the trip for my son's Bachelors Degree graduation & I'm exhausted.


I just got back from a day & a half trip & I'm so exhausted. My son graduated & got his Bachelor's degree. I am so proud of him. It was a really great experience. It was a prestigious school for smart tech kids. I kept thinking that the faculties attire reminded me of Hogwarts, lol. I was so proud when they had the parents stand up & get applause from their kids. The acknowledgement was so emotional.


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

I'm at the mall, at some tightly packed store of pretty much everything with someone. I was sent to pick something up by an old high school acquaintance that I didn't even really know very well... I'm surprised to see that it's an ex-girlfriend working there, old flame from a LONG time ago - she looks good, and has a cold sore on the corner of her lip. She mentions that they also have 80s posters in the back of the store and I go to have a look. It's so tight and very busy that to get to the back I can barely squeeze past people coming in the other direction. At some point I meet up with my friend M who was picking up some shoes in the mall.

I was in school, waiting on front of a classroom for teacher to come. Suddenly my previous teacher appeared. He was a bald man with moustache and was wearing a dark gray suit. He told me that he's back in this school and now we have a lesson. He ordered me to follow him. We went outside, we found ourselves in my backyard. The teacher told me to get a bucket and take it to chicken pens. I did as he said - there was a bucket close to father's carpentry workshop so I took it. There were mashed potatoes prepared for chicken inside. I took it to pens. There was a lot of free space inside, with some containers for food and water. The floor was covered by hay. In a corner I saw my younger sister, sitting near a desk with our old computer. It even has an RCT screen. I thrown out the potatoes to nearby container, asking sister what is she doing. She just said that she played. Then the teacher appeared and told me that I took wrong bucket. I went back to stairs of my house and found a black, completely destroyed, plastic bucket.

Dream - Lucid

I was in the house I grew up in. Everything had a Walking Dead/apocalyptic feel to it. I was watching my old friend Tori's dog, in the dream I believe her name was Jasmine. I had her in the play room. My old cat Pounce was inside of a "baby jail" (those fenced in areas you buy for babies so they don't escape an area IWL). I later moved the dog to the baby jail too.

I noticed that the floors were starting to bulge, even though we were on the 3rd floor (a nod to my 3rd floor apartment IWL). I knew it meant there was an impending earthquake.

Later, I saw Tori and I told her that Jasmine and Pounce got along. I then started thinking about needing to pack and condense items to only necessities for the apocalypse. I pictured my family and I in a restaurant sitting and me having to condense some items I had into my daughter's diaper bag.

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I was about to go somewhere with my husband. We were doing something online. I'm not sure where we were. It wasn't anywhere that I know, but what seemed to be a completely different place. I remember seeing houses everywhere, like it was a neighborhood. My husband and I were going to go on a date, and he started to mention something about some other woman being there. I didn't know why that mattered since we are married. I asked him about how pretty she was, expecting him to tell me that she wasn't as pretty as me, but instead, he said she was prettier than me even though I was pretty still. o_o Really?! Of course this pissed me off. I stayed mad at him for the entirety of the dream. I don't think he quite understood why I was so mad.

There were other parts involving going places and talking to other people, but I can't remember any specifics right now.

May 15-May 16, 2016: S. and A. are in a room with a wooden floor. They appear to be ages four and two respectively. There is no furniture in the room. S. wants his eyes covered so he can sleep. I try fitting a sock over his head but this does not fit well and he doesn’t like it. I then try a green colored woolen cap. This fits just fine and he's happy with it. He walks over to the far side of a mattress which is placed on the floor and I lose sight of him.

A. is being a bit of a recalcitrant child - in other words, her usual self. She is refusing to go into the shower or take a bath. Instead, she is washing herself down with a washcloth on the wood floor.

The scene morphs, and I find myself in a kitchen. I am facing an old style gas stove. It appears as if water has been poured onto the stove and has filled up the area where the gas jets protrude through the stove. It looks as if L. has tried to boil water on two out of the four of the jets without using a pot. The water is in fact, very hot. In addition, when I confront her with this I also asked her about the whereabouts of her cell phone. I do this because I believe she is on call and I don’t want to be disturbed at night by calls to our home phone. She gives me a vague and indirect answer on the whereabouts of her phone. I get angry about the stove and her failure to answer my direct question about the phone and start to yell at her. I angrily tell her “Listen to my question. Answer only the question that I asked.” She finally tells me that her cell phone is right there in the kitchen.

I go over to inspect the stove. Although old, it appears to be clean and in excellent working condition. L. complains that she wants a new one. I opened the oven door and see that it is almost pristine inside. I then closely inspect a metal label affixed to the front of the stove and learn that the stove is from 1972. I think to myself that the stove in this condition is probably worth a decent amount of money - maybe even as an antique. I tell her it would be fine with me if we sell the stove and get a new one. The dream fades and I wake. Time is 10:49pm.

I'm on my first night in a jog driving a frozen goods delivery truck. There's a man training me driving another truck and a woman driving a third. The dream starts with is pulled over with the trucks open looking for something, the reason we've stopped. We must find it quickly or our goods will spoil. I think the man calls the office for instructions...

Like most of the dreams I've been having lately, I can only seem to remember one particular instance of this dream. I was sitting on the couch in my house with my sister. She had come up to visit me the day before in real life, so upon reflection of the dream, it made sense to me that she would be part of it. In the dream, we were watching a movie; I can't remember which one. Eventually, my housemate, David, whose room is near the main living room in which we were watching the movie, came out of his room with his girlfriend. She started yelling at me and my sister to be quiet and shut the movie off. Now, one thing you must understand about David's girlfriend is that she NEVER gets angry, and certainly would never shout at anyone. She is naturally very well-tempered and mild-mannered. So, you can imagine that this came as quite a shock to me. My sister and I just sat there stunned while she shouted at us. It was so strangely out of character for her to do this; it just would never happen in real life. She herself would admit she has never yelled at anyone before. Well, for the rest of the dream, and I think for a while after I awoke from it, I had this feeling that she was actually furious with me, and that something was wrong. But the next day went on, and of course I eventually realized how hilarious and absurd the dream was. I told her about it and we had a good laugh. Anyway, I'm going to try my darnedest to have a vivid and memorable dream tonight. I've got a full container of apple juice, and I'll set my alarm for 4 AM! Wish me luck!

I'm at a strange school and I'm in an auditorium. I'm looking at people on a stage and see rows of chairs and a few people sitting with me. I get up and leave and start down a hallway. As I'm walking I see the Mega Voyager at the other end of the hallway. He sees me, do an attack pose then starts for me. I see all of his details such as his head, chest, arms and body. I try to run but the gravity is all strange and I'm falling a lot an ended up waking up.

I had a dream of a sexual nature. It's reoccurring but the people are usually different. It's like just talking to people & because I have sexual energy or something I feel the need for a release but I'm always trying to get away from these normal conversations to do this but I didn't succeed. I'm not going to more graphical than that. Memorable/Reoccurring

15/5/16
Dream 1: I was at home and hearing on the news about a computer thief who was terrorizing the neighbourhood. I heard people talking outside and thought they might have been the thieves, however it was actually the police who were coming to check if we had ben attacked. I think there was something about a screwdriver.

Dream 2: I was at Phillip Island on a sort of camp. I woke up early in the morning and went out to cut down some wood to heat up water for a hot shower.

Dream 3: I was in a large park with a bunch of high school people, we were all sitting on chairs and having a sort of picnic. I found a bag of lollies and shared them around. Someone in a younger year level was caught with chewing gum on a sports field and the teachers were chasing him but he was evading them.

Dream 4: I was playing basketball. The other team had one suer tall player and I was struggling to block him, so I exercised some sort of dream control and suddenly I could jump nearly a foot higher, now I was able to block him easily.

Dream
I was watching a commercial ad being made. We were afloat a wooden raft in the middle of the ocean, on it were 3 famous actors with abs, pearly white teeth and charismatic smiles. They magnetically attracted all these beautiful women around them (the girls were on a boat that was next to us, it was like an old frigate ship). They each chose the girl they liked the most, and in turn they would descend onto the raft to be with the man, then disappear off some where (to root). There was another man on the raft, except he wasn't famous yet. He manages to attract a girl and she descends onto the boat, they're totally going to go off and root but he falls into the water. Oh shit :/ we manage to get him back on deck but he's not breathing. I have to do CPR, ugh geeze how does this work again? There's another lady next to me who tells me to do CPR, she's all mystical and wise or something. I think she was wearing a loosely fitting dress that swayed in the wind, while having nice sandy blonde hair. I put my hands on the actors chests and push down, am I doing this right? I can feel a weird lump on his chest that really shouldn't be there. Ok... Mouth to mouth resuscitation? I try blowing air into him without blocking his nose, whoops. I try again while blocking his nose and his chest inflates, then switch back to pushing against his chest. This feels like something a professional should be doing...
The guy coughs back to life, ejecting a rather large sponge shell out. He picks it up and says something like "uh god damn metalliferous shells". I correct him by saying "Well, actually it's carboniferous" (this is also wrong... It was calcium carbonate >_<). The girl he was going to root isn't interested anymore, they both aren't in the mood after what happened I guess. The wise woman says we should head back now, after peering behind us and seeing a tsunami O_O. She guides the raft onto a wave which we ride all the way back to shore, we can see the tsunami in the background swallowing up other people, but they look like they're fine since it only gets big near shore.

We're back on shore now, except there's snow everywhere after a massive avalanche covered the area. I remembered something about this before we left (the dream was pretty long so I think this is true). I assumed they were looking for the actor we saved from choking so I pointed at the guy as we passed people trying to indicate that he was safe. I received a confused look, then questioned who they were looking for.. My heart dropped when I heard a voice crying 'daddy'. Next thing I heard was "I broke through!" and I sprinted over, something in the script of the dream meant that my daughter was trapped in the snow, why would I ever leave her, how could I forget? I pushed through the excavation and into the shoveled tunnel. I can see a plastic barricade they uncovered, behind it a figure walks past. What the...? There's a large cavernous and well-lit room beyond, the figure was actually a small boy. But the more I look at him, the more fucked up he appears to be. He has a cyclops face, but his eye is missing. He waddles in an odd fashion and wears a loin cloth around his waist. He's saying random and weird things too.. I push through the barricade into the room. The others would be waiting on the surface so I'll do my best on my own. I'm in the cavern now, all I want to do is save my daughter. I spot her down on the ground floor of the cavern, smashing a pot and spoon while calling out daddy to try and get people to save her. I realize that there are other children huddled together, they're cowering in fear. A sense of pride goes through me about how brave my kid is .
I run on down, but I have to face the weird cyclops monster kid, I rationalize in my head that he's better off dead. If we let him go free he may grow into an adult and come back one day to torment us. I can't remember what happened next but I feel like two scenarios played out in my head as I woke up.

I start off at Burton Ave in the diningroom. It was night time and I was at the computer playing against other players. For some reason I was after the a RL player I hate and was looking for him to cause problems with :-p Any ways I find him but was unable to get into the room with him and left to go elsewhere.

After that I'm now in a different part of the dream and is in the basement with me mom. We are washing cloths and as we are doing so I see that there are realistic penises inside of the pants. We are are shifting through the pants and find more detached penises. They are the correct color and e has hair on them and various sizes. Why are these here? We seem to take no note of this strangeness going on and go about looking at them. I find on, hanging out of the opened zipper area that was limp and small while my mom says after picking up a pair of Khakis that here is a big one. I look and it is indeed a 6 incher blown up dick pocking through the hole of the pants. There are many more of them, various shapes and sizes and hairiness all floating around and from under the cloths. As we were messing around with this. I began to hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

Me and my mom looks up only to see robocop coming down and he was looking at me through his visor. It showed me and my mom in his targeting computer like sensors. He said something and then he starts heading towards me, completely ignoring me mom who bolts up the steps behind him. I darted around the furnace as he reached out, trying to grab me but get air instead. I tried to go up the steps but lost my footing on something and fell on to the steps, collapsing part of them. I fell in the gap and robo looked down from where he was, which was right behind me. He jumped down, making that giant thump sound with his feet and starts pulling the debris off of me not to help me, but to get at me. He wants to kill me for some unknown reason that much was known and I had to find out some kind of way to elude his sensors and thermals. I kicked some debris at him and he swatted it away and started kicking his way through the pieces of wood and trash. I side rolled pass his as he tried to grab me again, ran up the bottom part of the steps and seen that there was another way out but it was in a nearly impossible area, between the gap and the steps I jumped and grabbed on to its ledge and start to pull my self up. I hear robocop yell, "Noo!" and he jumps up and grabs me from behind, pulling us both back down into the gap. His hands were around my waist but the fall impact caused him to lose his grip and I got away from him just in time before His hand clenched shut. I had no other way out of here. I needed to make that jump or die trying. I made a B-line for the gap again, leaping up the damaged steps and bounding across the gap and made it. I pulled myself the rest of the way up and turned to see Robocop looking up at me from the lower half of the steps. They were cracking under his feet and knew that he wasn't going to be getting out of there anytime soon. Or did I.

He did a super jump, landing on the surface I was on, nearly falling backwards. He righted himself, looked at me and started after me. I backed up until my back was up against a stove. I was in the kitchen which was brighter but smaller then the basement I saw a door and ran over to it. Robo saw it and he tried to block me from it but I narrowly escaped with out face planting into his chest.

Once I got outside Knowing he was trying to kill me I became angry at him and said. "So this is what you like to do, Alex? A titanium dead man walking around, killing organics like me? I'm pretty much glad that I can die, that way I don't have to put up with watching people grow old, wither up and die like you do!" His eye widened up and he let out a cry of rage as he hurls himself into me, knocking us both down with him on top of me, pinning my face against his chest anyhow. He was heavy and it was hard to breath. He took his helmet of and showed me his face that had crying eyes. I was telling the truth. "why are you trying to kill me?" I looks at me and says. "I am not." He then gets up, puts his helmet on, wanks aways, picks up a sponge like item and throws it at me. He then starts to run at something and once he gets there he says "safe." Baseball? Really? You want to play ball? Are you serious? I throw it with lack of interest but robo walks fast over to it and then throws it back at me, this time I catch it and says "out!" Another DC wearing a peach colored shirt comes in and this time I was taking up bases that were not really bases. We used items that were part of the environments such as trees, rocks or even a car. I slid towards a rock but I was unaware of it being muddy and slipped and fell. The DC I was with started laughing, sounding like a laugh from a fail video I watched where a man trys to bust a TV screen with a bat that bounces off and hit the man in his face and someone starts laughing at the end. lol. Anyhow this DC was almost an elder but still had blonde hair and she tackled me next to a car, getting her self all muddy. This was a nightmare of a place to be trying to play this at but I think something I said to Robo cop made him Murphy again and he is showing his human said of being playful instead of the murderous mechanical side. I ducked down into the mud, burying my mouth in it and I can see how nasty this mud looked all black, sticky and yukky. When I came up again there was a bog bubble around my mouth, expanding with I breathed out and contracting when I inhaled. Robo said something to me about that but don't know what it was.

Dream - Lucid

I'm not sure where I was, I believe it was some sort of job but I'm not sure. Everything seemed to have an outdoor/indoor feel at the same time. Everyone had to drive or walk through this sensor, and it would detect something. Most people didn't have to worry about the sensor going off, but it always went off for me. It wasn't a bad thing, I would just have to go through an extra step to get past. I saw a top view of me driving through the sensor and it blinking red. I then approached a lady sitting at a computer by a tunnel/parking garage looking thing and she'd do some things on the computer and I was free to go. The lady was very friendly to me every time.

I then became curious as to why the sensor went off at some point. Back in first person, I asked someone about it. They said something about some sort of 'mutation' (genetic). Now I was really curious: What was going on with me? I asked 3 different ladies who worked wherever it was that we were if they would tell me what about me made the sensor go off. They all told me they would tell me. I was happy with that.

The end of the work day approached, and still no answers. I went to ask 2 of the ladies again and was basically ignored or the ladies were in a rush. I started to get anxious: Why won't they tell me? Is something wrong with me? Am I sick? Do I have cancer? I finally approached the third lady, the one at the sensor computer. She was getting ready to leave for the day. She was getting her things together; she put on her long black coat. I kept asking her over and over what was going on with me. I asked so many questions very frantically: "Do I have cancer? Is it detecting my HPV? We got rid of it years ago but is it back?" No answer to any of them. Her young son then came up to her, and she hugged him, gathering him up in her coat. She appeared to be upset; I saw some tears. I kept asking her and telling her that she promised she would tell me. I then saw her face quite close, I side view of it, and she had a golden cross hanging from her forehead between her eyes hanging down to the bottom of her chin. She was still visibly upset, and didn't tell me a thing.

I woke up from this one feeling anxious. It took me a little bit to get back to sleep.

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I was back at this job thing from the last dream. Someone taught me how to circumvent the sensor system so it wouldn't go off when I went through. I saw an above view again of the area and my car successfully circumventing it; it didn't go off and I really expected it to.

I was then inside of a building, working. I was sitting somewhere that had lots of swivel chairs attached to a desk; it reminds me of something like an air base that you would see in a movie, I guess. I had on a headset and was talking to people that I worked with on it.

Some younger guy with slicked back/still wavy shiny black hair, someone very close to the top of the company and definitely miles over me, said something that I didn't like, and I went off on him. He didn't like that at all. My seat was shot forward on a track to an opening in the blue wall that had a red arrow pointing up to the left side of it. Before the chair could enter the hole, I very quickly jumped to the side to avoid whatever was going to happen to me there. I then realized it was an ejection hole, and I would be catapulted from the building. There was another opening beside it, and I knew it was an escape, so before anyone could figure out what I was doing, I scurried through. I climbed up and to the left.

I then was out, escaped. I was with a few others. If we got caught, I knew we'd be in big trouble.

Then, something about Donald Trump. He was our leader (not President per say but he was the man in charge). He was going into a swimming pool to get something. He entered on a shore-like area. I can't quite remember details, but I saw him super inflated or something. Something had also happened to him because of something I intentionally did, as he hadn't come back in a long time.

We all somehow ended up back outside the "job". We were on green grass in the daytime. The job looked like a small castle or fortress. One of the people I was with, and older woman with short, grey hair, was on a stage and said something into a microphone because she was used to talking through it (she was a performer, a singer or speaker), and too late did she realize her mistake. The door opened and I saw a view of who was there waiting for us: I watched a slow bottom to top shot happen of this man. He resembled an executioner; we was in heavy black armor that had the face mask down. The helmet was embellished with long spikes poking off the forehead. He was holding some sort of big weapon in his right hand. Fuck. We are screwed.

I then knew that Trumpy-Pants was back and he was going to be the one to deal with me. I feel like I was really the only one taken away. Not sure what happened to the others.

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Yikes. Too much anxiety for one night.