non-lucid

a short one:
(first person)

flying/hovering above the highway, going fairly fast until i fall forward on my face and wake up. this one was cool because flying is something i like doing in dreams and i think is also a dream sign of mine. i think the highway was based on the highway 99 in reality because i got a sense of the mountains and ocean around me. this dream was more like a fragment that i had near to the end of my sleep cycle.

Tonight's sleep was really quite restless (probably due to the combination of my cafeine sensitivity and 3 cups of coffee) but it resulted in some interesting dreams.

1: Mom should never drive again

I'm leaving the birthday party of my grandpa along with my whole family (mom, dad, R and K). We get into the car, my mom in the driver's seat, my dad in the passenger seat and my siblings and me in the back. My mom starts driving and at first it's just a little wild and uncontrolled, but it gets more and more reckless. She drives much too fast and takes the corners as if we're in Formula 1.
After every corner we end up on the wrong side of the road because she just can't make the turn otherwise at such speed, but fortunately there are no cars driving towards us. I warn her a couple of times, and so does my dad, but were being completely ignored. After one turn we once again end up on the left side of the road, and now someone is driving towards us. My mom panicks and yanks the wheel to the right harshly. To our right was a highway, but it was higher than the road we were driving on and a hill led up to it.

So, after turning sharply right to get off the left lane she drove straight towards the hill leading up to the highway. My dad and I started yelling at her to turn away from it but it was too late. I think that from this point my own perspective changed to an overhead view and with that change I achieved a very low level of lucidity; I didn't realise I was dreaming but I knew somehow that what was happening did not matter at all. We shot up the hill and flew over the wall, onto the highway. My mom managed to dodge 3 incoming cars but the fourth one hit us in the side of the car.

From there the scene changed to a hospital. The whole family was standing around a bed in which my mother was lying. We helped her out and walked through the hallways. Meanwhile I was telling her that she had been so miserably drunk during that drive but she didn't really seem to care. A few moments later I got really emotional and hugged her saying "you could've died, I'm so glad you're still alive" but she kind of ignored me and seemed embarassed for some reason. That's when I woke up.


2: A rose for my ex and throwing bulrushes

I'm at home and in the living room. My mother is also there. On the coffee table by the sofa is a pink rose with photograph next to it. On the photograph I see a man handing a pink rose to a woman. Apparently I am in a relationship with my ex in this dream (this has gotten me lucid before, but not this time) and I decide I'm going to give her the rose. As I get to the street I see my ex (who in reality lives literally 100 miles away from me) and she takes one of our cars (she doesn't even have a driver's license). I take the other and go after her. As we take a turn I try to pass her but then the dream fades.

I shortly wake up but then fall back into the dream.

I am explaining to my mom that sitting in bulrushes next to a pond is actually quite comfortable (what the actual f***!?). Then the scenery changes to what I was visualizing while explaining this. I am now standing on a small footbridge over a narrow part of a pond near my old house. In my left hand is a bundle of bulrushes and reeds. I yank the brown head off of one of the bulrushes and throw it into the water, while still explaining to my apparently flabbergasted mother that this is really not that uncomfortable. Which is the moment I woke up.

Poor recall today.

1) In some sort of large airy conference area. Lots of straw bails around, and people walking about. I think my wife was selling drinks.

2) I'm a doctor in some unusual town. I'm asked to do an urgent home visit - it's someone famous but he doesn't actually need me once I arrive. Being driven home we spot a vet stood on a corner as we turn around.

I went to the beach with two women who were my friends. We found a spot where there weren't any people and decided to put our beach towels up on a sand dune where the water wouldn't get to them. The dune was a place we had been to before. We called it cricket hill because on top of it there was some grass where some crickets lived. They would always be chirping. There was an abandoned wooden skimboard lying near the water. I started skimming parallel to the shore until I got near some people then I ran back the other way. The other two women were just sitting on their beach towels on the sand dune.

Train fight
I'm at a train station in Amsterdam. I'm jogging at a slow pace towards my train. Turns out that wasn't necessary, cause one of the doors still has to open by the time I get there. I'm thinking about which wagon I'm gonna take, taking into consideration where I need to get out. I decide on the 2nd door of the 1st wagon. I take a seat close to the door. The destination of the train is a bit weird. At some point it's Groningen I think, but it will pass the Indonesian island Lombok. The conductor is at the front of the carriage, starting to do his ticket checking routine. Two guys, about late teens, 1 white, 1 black, whom are sitting in the front are causing trouble. They don't have a valid ticket. The conductor tells them to get off, but they refuse. Eventually they start threatening to beat him up. I walk over to the front and tell them not to be stupid. This wagon is loaded with people. One of them tells me he doesn't give a shit and will beat me up too. I tell him that even if he succeeds, there are plenty of people left in this wagon who he'll have to face. He gives me a shove by planting his foot into my chest. He says something, a clever word pun that I can't recall. I tell him that that's funny. It's kinda hard to fight with the carriage swinging left and right. I see a sort of twitter feed about our fight, like a live update.

Free food
An event has been organised by some freerunners that I know. Walking around the area while the setup is being prepared, I see a lot of freerun friends. It's starting to rain pretty heavily. Nevertheless the event continues. There are also many non freerunners in attendance. There's a lot of food, including donuts with red glacing. I'm walking around and see that many people are taking the food without paying for it. A blond, teenage girl walks off right in front of me and I grab a hold of her by her elbow to tell her that she should pay for that. I go to one of my friends, who is just about to make an announcement through the microphone. I tell him that he needs to do something about this.

Knock knock
I'm with the (ex)girlfriend of my housemate. We're sort of together, but at the same time my housemate is not allowed to find out, perhaps to spare his feelings. We're in what's supposed to be my room, together under the covers. I think a guy enters my room at some point. Also at some point there's a dragon which looks like Smaug behind the not fully closed door. Damn, she didn't close it and now the dragon might get in. I quickly go to close it. At some point I go to the adjacent bathroom to take a shower. It's of real shitty quality. The water won't even drain. I convince myself that this is Indonesia. Maan.. do I really wanna do this for 3 months, showering like this? It's just the beginning of my journey and I'm already sick of it. Then I think about the fact that this is February and I'm not in Indonesia yet. This is a practice run of sorts to allow me to get used to it.

2.28.16

Last 4-5 weeks doing mixed day-night shifts. Effin up my everything.

Slept few hours in the afternoon after early shift and before midnight shift tonight.

Weird dream. I was climbing, flying on some vines or bushes, as I would in a lucid.

I'm trying to get to a country on the left side of the map, maybe americas. I'm not sure I can fly there with my astral/dream body, so I decide to take a plane with my astral body.

I'm wondering how will this work. Is my physical and astral bodies both there with me, or my physical is at home sleeping? If it's just my astral, how will I actually "get" to that country and "be there". If it's my physical with me as well, how am I LDing/astral projecting?

28/2/2016:
Dream 1: I was at a park with a few other people, hemmed in by buildings on all sides, sort of ghetto like. I think we were either skipping school or we just didn't have it that day however people would think we did. Anyway as we walked into the park we saw a few police officers milling around. We were torn between asking them what was going on and not wanting to draw attention to ourselves, however eventually one of us asked them why they were here. I was walking closer and I spotted someone lying on the ground just as I overhead the police officer say "He's dead". I started backing away, feeling sick, and we all ran away out of the park. I'm not too sure what happened after this but I think we ended up going back to the park later after it was cleared and we had some sort of friendship building, emotional experience haha.

Dream 2: I was at my old house and there were a few guests outside on the deck. They came inside and I realised one of them was a young Oprah wearing a purple dress. I started trying to flirt with her for who knows why but it wasn't very successful.

Dream 3: I was playing IWBTG, or my dream version of it, and I was stuck on the second level trying to get through a low corridor filled with moving spike traps.

Dream 4: I was in class in high school, probably politics as my politics teacher was there, working on a project. For some reason I got extremely angry at my brother, ended up all emotional and separated from him and basically distracting everyone. After I calmed down a bit I stood up and apologised to the class for my actions, tears streaming down my face.

Dream 5: I was at a media awards night (the subject at my school). I arrived there alone, unsure of what exactly was happening, but I walked to where the theatre would be however it was locked and my teacher was there, telling me it wasn't ready yet and to go back to the waiting area. I did so and suddenly there were people there. I sat down on a bench with a few of my classmates and watched an introductory video being played on loop next to us. There were a few interview questions and I heard myself give an answer. Somehow I cut to myself building a giant dumbbell in minecraft surrounded by a park, however I hadn't quite finished it in time so I lost some marks on it; apparently it was my media assignment. Therefore I was sort of dreading the awards ceremony as I didn't think I would win anything.

Dream 6: I was involved in a cross between playing a capture the flag style video game and watching the trailer for it. Although we were playing the game there was a voiceover guy explaining the rules and the different classes and stuff. My group slowly made our way to the enemy teams flag, losing a lot of our players but taking out their defences. We eventually got to a courtyard type place where we could see their flag with no defence. We thought we had it in the bag and sauntered over and picked up the flag. We stood around for a bit, then just as we were about to leave to head to our own base I turned around and saw a masked soldier on our team shimmer and transform into an enemy soldier, right behind one of my comrades! I yelled out but it was too late, the shapeshifter had plunged a knife in the other guys back and then shot the rest of us. As I lay dying on the floor the voiceover came back, solemnly saying "... and that is why the Shapeshifter is the most important member of each team. Important, and deadly: as the shapeshifter turned into a floating purple hat(?) and flew away.

Audrey Parker from the show Haven, a few others, and myself, have been on an epic mission. At this point, we're infiltrating the enemy camp, getting closer to our goal. It's touch and go, sneaking around, and we eventually get separated briefly, but we're headed to a building and I think we'll all meet up there. I get inside and it looks like a cross between a church and stadium seating. The rest of our team is there, but no Audrey.

Worried, I leave with some other guy, instructing the rest of the team to wait for us there. I'm running myself ragged looking for her, and when I finally spot her walking across a grassy field, I collapse to the ground, exhausted. As I lay there panting, Audrey won't even acknowledge me, and I feel severely betrayed. After everything we've been through! I spent every penny I had in support of this mission, and now I don't even have enough for a bus home! She walks right by me, not even acknowledging my existence, and I think to myself "Fine! I'll walk home".

I pick my sorry ass up and begin the long walk home. I cut through Fellowe's high school, which is empty but for some students working on some project. I go past them, past a teacher, and into a hallway on the other side of the building, which leads to the exit. There is dead cat smeared all over the hallway, and I accidentally put my hand in some. It fucking reeks!

I exit the school, and next cut through a Harvey's. It too is empty and deserted, yet the doors are open. I go through it, then start my long walk along the highway.

What a selfish bitch she was!

I was in home. I was playing cards with my pal. After a few sessions we went to our another pal. We took him out and we went the dark road to my house. On the way he said a story of a woman that wanted only a single paper from doctor, but everytime she visited one, they said that they won't give anything to drunk people. Suddenly I found myself in my house, playing an interesting board game with my younger sister. The first one to get to finish - lost. I started badly, and my sister won in the end.

1) I'm sitting in a canteen I can see through a wall in front of me and I think that must be because I threw invisibility dust on it. I'm talking to someone next to me. To my right it becomes a fairground and I walk into it. I'm on duty with St John Ambulance (something I did regularly in my youth). I'm walking around through fairground stalls, it's dark. I'm at a briefing there's an advert showing on a TV screen about lorries joking with each other I laugh and realise I'm the only one laughing. Then I'm in a queue for doughnuts there aren't many left and the queue is long so I give up. I walk around and talk to some people on an ambulance then walk around more. I'm wearing uniform and I hear the radio going off in my pocket. Next I'm in a car with my wife and we are driving somewhere with an important officer in the back. Suddenly we realise he has gone and we discuss that we haven't stopped so he must have got out to go to the loo whilst we were driving and we should go back for him. We drive a bit further and turn around, I recognise a house and think that's the person who looked after our rats whilst we went on holiday (seemed reasonable at the time), we then walked a while I discuss with my wife how I really want a backpack that makes me fly and promise I'm going to buy one. We start driving back to look for the officer. Then we are back with a crowd of people and get onto a bus to go back home after the St John Duty. We suddenly remember that we never got the officer back and ask the bus to turn around. The driver says she can't because she will run out of petrol and drops us off so we can walk back. We go to the nearest village. My wife goes off whilst I search on my phone for where we are going to I specifically remember typing in 'Wanting' as the name of the place. The I'm surrounded by 3 men who steal my phone - I beg them to give it back to me becasue without it I will be totally lost. they throw it on the ground and leave. I pick it up and realise it's not my phone and it's smashed anyway. My wife comes back, we are totally lost.

2) Driving into London following my wife's car that is radio controlled by me. I lose control as we get into the London Streets and I'm trying to concnetrate on drivng my own car and controlling my wife's car. I run over a roundabout that is immaculately planted with flowers and then I'm drunk, a bottle of beer is held in front of me in the car by wire and foam is spilling out. I panic and get out of the car. I'm on a moped I turn right then left and I go through a doorway and into a student's flat, through more doors, turn around and back out onto the street. I look back at the car abandoned on the roundabout, someone has already come to fix the roundabout. Next I go back through the door and it's a pub. The landlady is there and it's her birthday. I recall taking stitches out of her big toe and thinking that it's going to be painful after, she is under anaesthetic. I talk to her husband I have bought her a new car for her birthday and parked it at the back I ask him if he's going to give her the keys. I'm walking up some steps holding onto the railing, her husband tells me that he thought I was going to be really boring but he likes me now becasue we went out and I got drunk. His wife is awake from the anaesthetic and walking to the back to see her new car. There is a puppy in the kitchen and it's wet the floor. The new car becomes a hoover, I have a conversation with the husband and offer to clean up the mess he tells me that I can't. Next I'm hovering up the main bar around the fire, it's a cobbled floor but as I hoover I notice it's just cobbles printed on a sheet that gets sucked up as I clean. There's sawdust everywhere.

3) There's a box with 2 rats in it. They are very unwell. I take them out and think about how I can resuscitate them and notice there are alos 4 baby rats there.

27/2/2016:
Dream 1: I was driving a car with someone else instructing me. It was a sporty car and we were going around a track with a few dozen other people, all with their own cars. A few cars zoomed past and the instructor pointed out how they had a lot more power than us, but that our turning and acceleration was better so I had to make up ground on the corners. I slid around a few corners and stuff.

Dream 2: There was a Dota panel/cast where they were talking about me like I was one of the players.

Dream 3: I was on a site that was like a fake version of YouTube. I clicked on a video which was a reversed version of Gravity supposedly by Coldplay. (I really should have done a gravity rc there doh )

Fragment about Tiny tossing people a huge distance.

28/2/16

So in this dream I'm out the the front of my house throwing a party, watching Cedric Bixler-Zavala or at least someone that looks like him walk around the yard and kind of hang out. Suddenly I'm thrown into a full blown adventure again. There are these warp switches that warp you to what I assume are different worlds, and we're sent off onto a desert one, feeling oddly melodramatic. It's a dusty red sand desert with nothing around for miles except dunes and the odd building littered around, we seem to be on a hill and there's an unusual structure (looks similar to a Trojan horse) in front of this old multi-story dilapidated workshop type building, with some mechanics working on it. Cedric and I hang out, climbing around in order to get up to the top of the formation. We finally reach the top and flip down a ladder or slide or something that makes getting down to the ground very fast, since the very top is fairly high. We notice a commotion breaking out down the dunes and a little far away from us, explosions and lots of people running about with what could be guns. We immediately raise the alarm, since apparently there are people who don't look favorably on us or our mechanic crew. We immediately try to get everyone off the planet and through the warp system, closing it behind us, since we're vastly outnumbered. Unfortunately as we're yelling at two of our crew to get out of here "before they get killed" both of them are blasted by these weird energy guns. There's no time to mourn however, because we're both forced to fight off the initial enemies that swarm our workshop. I have two pistols and Cedric has some kind of AR looking weapon. I can't remember much more, I think I wake up shortly after, perhaps I make it to a transporter.

First dream

I was in home, it was evening. I was in room with almost all of my sisters. One came back from working abroad in Switzerland. We all were doing something on laptops and PC's. Sisters were playing the Sims game, while I was doing something on sisters laptop. Suddenly my pal appeared and tried to kick me a few times, roundhouse kick like Chuck Norris. It had an old operating system. I took it to another room. My mother was sitting there, working on something. Then all my sisters appeared and started arguing. After they went away, I turned on an interesting game. It had camera from behind character and gameplay mechanics similar to heretic 2. I was a warrior chasing an evil warlock that kidnapped my daughter. I was climbing up a mountain. The scenery was quite beautiful, everything was really vivid. After climbing I ended up in ruins, but warlock teleported me to another plane where I had to fight with a giant. After I defeated him, a book with hints where I should look next appeared. But I was unable to read it, as warlock made the book slowly disappear and teleported me back to ruins.

Second dream

I was in fathers carpentry workshop. There was a fireplace set up in one of its corner. We were working on something, but had to check something in a shed near our garage. It was a dark evening, my brother that worked abroad was back. We tried to open the shed, but we couldn't. We took a drill and destroyed lock on the door. We didn't looked what was inside. I went back to workshop, father went to home. I looked at the fireplace, and thought "Screw it, it may burn the building as well." And went to home.

1) In a tent. An old work colleague was in charge and insisted that the layout had to be a particular way to comply with CCG guidelines. I was holding a baby.

2) I parked my car. Then in a hotel looking out of the window. It felt as if I was much younger. I could see a factory miles away and there was an explosion and smoke filling the sky. Then the whole building was shaking and something like lava was flowing it filled up the area around the hotel. I went downstairs to the kitchen and there was panic, then went back upstairs and into another room. I could hear someone hacing sex on the other side of the wall.

3) In a forest I had to go and find some short spikey twigs for some reason. In the distance I heard a large tree crack and saw a large branch fall to the ground. The scene shifted and I was at a table with some women. I was given an instruction manual on feeding babies and told to fill it in every day, I commented that my children were 9 and 11 and that I didn't need it and screwed it up.

- All these dreams represented something in real life from about 4 days ago (watched a program about Pompeii, and had been reading about baby feeds at work)

Morning of February 27, 2016. Saturday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and I are sitting in a parked car in an unknown large parking lot in an unknown area. I am on the left in the front seat, and America is possibly implied as the location. There are only a few buildings around, most in the distance. Still, consciously relative to our present home, I feel that the car is northeast of our home, facing north. It seems to be late afternoon. The sky is bright blue with a few white clouds. There are a few odd partial contrails in the sky, sparsely scattered, that are like truncated C shapes. There seems to be a vague awareness that military activities, mostly related to aircraft, are occurring somewhere in the region. I puzzle over this but I am not concerned about it or wary.

Eventually, I notice a man high in the sky who is piloting a biplane hang glider. At first, he seems to know what he is doing, but at one point, the longer I watch, he seems to be falling (almost as if I am willing him to by subliminal expectation). He comes closer and closer to our car and eventually crashes onto the parking lot, sliding from left to right, hitting the left side of the front of our car with a hard metallic sound and resulting in the feeling of the car briefly moving.

I get out of our car and look to see a number of pieces of the hang glider strewn over the immediate area. At least three of the wings are mostly whole. The male is sitting on the parking lot to the left of our car, about two feet in front of it, with his knees up. I stand to his left about three feet away. He does not look injured at all. I ask him if he is okay and he looks at me as if I am an idiot. (It does seem very unlikely that he did not get hurt or even killed, but he does seem okay.)

Another male is eventually present who seems to be his companion (though he had apparently not been hang gliding) who stands to his right. There are thoughts of whether or not he used a kit to build the biplane hang glider himself or bought it commercially already made. Perhaps he made a mistake in building it, though this is uncertain.

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