non-lucid

This is the end of part of a longer dream. I am being chased by a large bear. I am trying to run as fast as I can but my limbs feel heavy and un-coordinated. I think perhaps it is the shoes I am wearing but I have no time to take them off. The bear is getting closer and closer...

Before he gets to me I have the perception of what it is going to be like when he reaches me. But part of me still doesn't think that will happen.
And then it does happen - the bear is upon me and I feel his claws sink through my back into my torso, I feel the pain. I don't lose consciousness straight away however as I thought I would, instead, I realise that I am going to remain conscious for a little while longer, and that in the most disturbing reality ever, experience myself being torn apart.

I wake up then and realise that the experience is something that many consciousnesses experience throughout time and that as horrifying as it seems, it is also just an experience

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

My flatmate had a random burst of energy and offered if I wanted to go to the gym with him at 9:30pm. I ended up managing to get into bed around 11:30pm so my sleep wasn't that great. Interestingly though I decided to meditate before going to bed, and for the first time that I can remember, I actually felt myself falling asleep.. I think meditating in bed before I go to sleep might be good for me so I'll trial it again. I also had a whole bunch of WILD visions, where I could see the dream forming. It was pretty cool, it happened several times and each time it would dissipate (probably because of inexperience and because it was too early in the night). I woke up at 3am for a WBTB and decided I'd try meditating again. I did a mindfulness practice on my body, starting from the feet and working my way to the head until I held my whole body in awareness. Unfortunately I became too aware and lay in bed in a sort of borderline-sleep state from 3:30-6:00, bored as f*ck... I managed to recall two dreams (one from earlier in the night and another from 6:30-7:30).

Dream 1 - Compliment
More of a dream fragment, I was sitting in the lounge in my flat playing guitar and watching TV. No one was supposed to be home so I just decided to start singing. I love to sing but I REALLY suck lol, so I was just enjoying it . Then my flatmate Olly walks past and looks at me a bit surprised. I look up at him from the relaxed position I'm in as I sit on the couch. I don't seem to stop singing, I kind of keep going, trying to finish the verse I'm singing. It takes a few seconds and then he's like "Hey maybe your singing voice isn't as bad as you thought". Damn that felt nice hearing him say that ^_^

Dream 2 - Awesome dad
I remember being with my dad and he was driving us away from my university. We were heading to the university that he worked at (he doesn't in RL). It's not as prestigious as my own university, its reputation is that some of the people are a bit dumb . We arrive and enter through a white archway front entrance and rolled into a small courtyard with parking all over the place. There's a narrow road with diagonal parking spaces but they're all filled up, we drive down there anyways hoping to find a space at the end. It feels so vivid it's unbelievable. Like I can remember lots of random details... The sky was bright blue, I remember the clothing that some people wore (kind of artsy looking students, upon looking at them I thought they had some kind of school uniform too). I can remember the main building and how the windows looked (far too hard to explain), and I remember peering outside of the window to my left and spotting some cute looking girls looking my way . I thought to myself that this university would have been cool to go to, the whole place felt alive. I was still in the car with my dad driving down that narrow road looking for a park, but we reached the end and nothing. He then starts backing up the car and just goes so fast, he's looking behind us as he drives and looks so comfortable driving. I think to myself how good at driving he must be, especially since the road was so narrow. It really blew my mind. I notice also how damn long the road seems to be, was it always this long? We've been reversing for ages. I know that the road wasn't this long when we first went down it (low level awareness but I didn't get lucid). We're finally out and he turns the car around. "How come you didn't send me to this university?" I ask
"Because I worked too damn hard" he replies (or something along those lines). He wanted me to go to a good university, though in RL he had no influence on my choice ^_^.
I have to go back to my university now, so we both step out of the car. The place around us is quite active, there's a lot of people walking around since it's the middle of the day at a university. I run around the car and give my dad a big hug, "Love you dad!" I say with a profound sense of affection. I felt like my dad was just awesome . I wasn't even the slightest bit embarrassed about all the people that were looking at us. I head to the front entrance of the university by myself so I can catch a taxi home. The end.

I get nervous about losing my DJ, so I keep it in more than one place.
I'd also like to consolidate it and get all of the rest of it onto here for easier searching and tagging.

Feb. 16, 2003:
I had some dreams I really don't remember, except that they weren't nightmares. Then I had dreams about woods, but they were nice dreams. Then I had a dream about a puppy. It was sort of scary but the end was happy, so it doesn't qualify a nightmare.

Then I had a sort of semi, psuedo-nightmare, but the puppy was still involved... hmm... oh well.

In my dream I was walking through the woods. They were more like deciduous woods, though. Not sure if they were Florida woods at all. I encountered a tall man with light brown hair. I can't remember what color his eyes were, or if they had a color. All I remember is saying "I remember you" and asking him his name. He wouldn't tell me his name

Then there was the dream about the puppy, I don't remember much except that the puppy was going through a temple to save some people, and in the end the puppy managed to save them. It was smallish, sort of like a terrier, with silvery black fur, only it had floppy ears. It was a VERY cute puppy, though.

Then I had a dream I was in a car with J__ following another car through some sort of theme park, and his brakes gave out. Somehow, though, we made it through that alive, mostly because the guy in front of us used the back end of his own car to slow us down (everything was mostly downhill so we would have kept gaining speed). The guy was NOT pleased that he had to total his car, but... hey... we didn't die.

So much music references

I'm in a university with a friend. We have to take shelter in the gym, as there is a risk of flood or hurricane, I'm not sure which one. The light is muted and grey, there is big windows all around the building* and we're sitting on long plastic benches. I'm cold, probably because I'm only wearing a tank top and jeans, without shoes or socks. The crowd's conversation is a white noise, my friend is checking her phone but the service is spotty, probably because of the storm. I can hear wind, which make me feel even colder. I get glimpse of a dark haired man, on a screen**. Another man, with long, white-blond hair, come and sit next to me, wrapping his arm around me to warm me up. He feels familiar***, and I'm more that happy to snuggle against him. He doesn't seem to mind my cold hands and keep me close, with a knowing smile.

*I sort of feel like this isn't a good idea to take shelter next to big windows in case of hurricane but why not...
** Eli told me that he "peeked" in my dream, but he thought that I didn't look like I needed him.
***It's the same man that in my Barely not Safe for Work dream. He is more friendly here. Or less, depending on your point of view

Morning of October 20, 2015. Tuesday.



I and my wife Zsuzsanna, and our children, must be living in the 1600s. I assume this because we are living in an unknown region where there are eventually a lot of dodo birds walking about. The building we live in seems vaguely like the Duffy Street apartment, though. My father (deceased February 14, 1979) is alive again and appearing as he was perhaps in the early 1960s. At one point, I have a wall-to-wall array of comic book stacks (they all look new), though each stack being only about six or seven issues high at the most. I eventually realize that this would make it difficult for my father to walk through the room (from a room on the other side of where I am), so I gather them all up into one higher pile, being only vaguely concerned about the numerical (issue number) order at this point.

The main concept is impersonal and relates to some sort of mountain-like structure, an isolated ridge which is much longer than its width, so much so, it seems there is a potential of it falling over at one point, and much of it contains small caves and a network of tunnels. It is apparently full of various kinds of fossils as well as living dinosaurs. There is a scene where a small duck-billed dinosaur (Hadrosaurid) comes out of a cave and bites lightly at my hand (though I do not feel threatened). There is another scene when I am watching the dodo birds where I also see a supposedly extinct animal that looks somewhat like a cross between a wombat and a guinea pig.



I inform a group of scientists (dressed as if in the early 1800s rather than 1600s) I seem to be informally working with that the mountain will likely fall over if they try to elevate it. Regardless, they somehow attempt to elevate the very large feature to possibly see the contents of underground caves. The whole feature somehow tips over once in midair and becomes upside-down before aligning back to ground level. At least one brontosaurus inside one of the many caves is seen falling over during this event. I also hear numerous pieces of bones and fossils falling about.



Later, I am standing with my wife Zsuzsanna in a large oblong hot air balloon, which is what they had earlier used in part to elevate the mountain. The oblong basket is large enough for a whole crowd of about twenty people, at least. We are at one end and the rest of the people, including scientists, are at the sides. It seems to be a beautiful night, and we are looking out over London as it was a few centuries ago.

Over time, looking at the beautiful nighttime sky, a few light clouds here and there, we notice unusual bright white lights streaming slowly downward in a few different locations. These turn out to be small meteors (which are unrealistic, as real meteors would move much faster). They sometimes even arc in a different direction before hitting the ground. With great visual clarity, I watch some of them hit various parts of the streets, leaving a large hole and cracking the ground a fair distance. There are also a few fiery explosions, which are very enjoyable to see. In the far distance, a much larger meteor seems to destroy an entire area when it hits. Eventually, there is a vague concern that a meteor may come to near where we are, but that does not seem very likely. It does not seem to be the “end of the world”, just the end of London in the distant past. Throughout much of this dream, I felt very cheerful and happy.

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Notes:
- After having my last dream on 10/9 by diving in DEILD-style after a natural awakening around 7am, I figured I should try it again! Since then, I've been much more aware of my natural awakenings, and this dream was a result of doing the same dive-in technique as before.
- This dream was one of the most memorable and vivid I've had in recent times; I kept remembering more and more, and never before have I had this much content in a single dream.

[Plot 1 begins]:
The Music Production club is huge, and lots of people are in it; we've got a lot of really skilled and interested people, and I'm president. It’s the second day, and we’re playing music we like. Lots of trap, house, etc., and I was ready to hit them with some music I actually made, but we ran out of time, so I said “Alright guys! It was great getting to hear what you guys like to listen to; sorry we didn’t have time for introductions. We’ll be doing those next week!” And then I saw my history teacher in the front row, and I asked him what he was doing there, and he told me about how teachers have to observe one club every month. At this moment, I flashed back to a very false memory of him observing 9th grade production club, and he was grading something. I asked him what he was grading, and it was my "letter exam". I’d failed (and been given a 1 out of 6) because I started off by calling it "a text message to a friend", and it went downhill from there.

[Change time; same setting]:
At this time, I also ran the “String Club” or something along those lines. Essentially, it’s about modeling, both digitally and in reality. There were a lot of good submissions, like one of my friends showed his classic graphical fighting robots. Some kid comes in with a video of some guy saying “F you”, which was actually part of a series of stupid videos, all of this white, black-haired clay man saying stupid things. I really wanted to cut him off, but I didn't.

[Plot 1 ends, plot 2 begins; change setting]:
I had to drive from the store to home by myself. I’d gotten all the groceries in one massive bag, and put them in the back of the car. However, I made a couple of wrong turns because I was going too fast on these treacherous downhill roads (that were like brick roads). Mom had to drive in and come get me out.

[Change setting]:
I drove down to the cathedral (pretty much on the commons) and checked it out a little bit. Someone I know comes in riding his heelies and leaps into a corner room for some kind of engineering presentation. My ex-Bio teacher was trying to do a magic trick, and she really screwed it up. “Do you have the cards that match this card?” and she puts down the ace of diamonds. “Yes, I have four of them” and I show her my hand. One of my cards (8 of clubs) was from the wrong deck (this deck was black and gold; the 8 was from a blue bicycle deck). Then she had to start over (I just turned in my cards and left). There was some nearly-bald woman leading a bunch of young spear men into battle somewhere, as apparently the town was under attack. It was no big deal. She respawned with her people a few minutes later.

[Plot 2 ends, plot 3 begins; change setting]:
I was outside of someone’s house (mine?) and grandma (fat, long-haired version of a chem teacher) was doing stuff with her will, and wanted to change the house. The patio looked like “the white house” and there was a sunken pit (much like a stage pit for an orchestra) in front of it, with lawn chairs, etc.

[Change setting]:
I was walking on the highway (outside of my house?) and this guy was holding my hand and not letting go. I didn’t know this guy and I did not like him, so I took out my driver’s license to prove my authenticity . I looked up on the hill, and there were a bunch of massive, sunken in cups in some order in the hills; I connected these with my house for some reason… I think my house might have been up there.

[The dream fragments...]

*I had great increase in dream recall because I abstained from drinking or smoking just before bed. I've also been watching a lot of LOST and Heroes on Netflix so there are some parallels* Dream #1 Dream #2

I was in this apartment complex with Dr. Mohinder Sharesh (heroes). We were running from these men in black who wanted to capture me and study me for my abilities of teleportation, telekinesis and time travel. My brother, who also can time travel, was already a couple years into the future, and he and I were communicating with this magical paper that I could write on and my brother years in the future could read it, and vice versa. He had told me that there had been a terrible virus spread throughout the world and many people were dead. Dr. Sharesh and I began working on an antidote immediately to prepare for this disaster. I began collecting samples and test tubes from this fridge like container for chemicals. I had told him that we need to work fast to prepare. Just then I looked outside to three floors below, men in black were at that moment getting out of their cars. I closed both doors leading to the room we were in from the hallway outside so that we had a bit more time before the men in black had apprehended us. The next few moments played out like a movie...the men in black busted through the door leading to our floor, guns drawn and ready to shoot at any moment. I close my eyes tight just as the break down the doors to our room. The men found only Dr. Sheresh alone in the room as I had time traveled. *Camera pans to the magical paper with my writing saying "I'm coming to you" and my brother's response, "What?"*

The next thing I know I am in the same building, same floor, and I am in the hallway. The carpet was pulled up from the floor, and the walls beginning to crumble apart. I look around and realize that I had traveled years into the future. Just then, my brother comes running around the hall, with a big smile on his face, happy to see me. He takes my hands and says how happy he is to see me. He had a katana strapped to his back. He takes me into the same room I was in from the past, he sits on a couch, his back to the window. I look at him as we talk, and then I look past him to see the destruction of the city skyline. Towers and buildings were destroyed, reduced to nothing but shells of a once great society. I asked my brother if our parents had survived, his eyes welled up as he shook his head and began to cry. My brother then asked me what time I had come from, I looked him in the eye and said, "I think I came from the time when this all started, I think I came from where it began."

I remember being in some sort of school that was holding a big conference or event. There were a lot of people. I remember being somewhat lucid as I mocked certain situations while still adhering to the dream plot. I was in this large girls' bathroom, remembering that I could do pretty much anything, I challenged every other girl in there to fight me. They kind of looked at me weird and didn't do anything at first. I had said something to the effect of "What, you bitches afraid you all can't take me? Come on! I'll let you all at me at once." That peaked their interest as they all started to attack me. Fighting all of them at once was easy. I blocked every kick and punch with ease, landing blows to them as I did. They quickly surrendered and I left the bathroom. I saw floods of people rushing in every hallway.

The dream shifts and I am now looking out onto Lake Michigan witnessing one of the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen. There are people playing in the lake as the golden orb of our star slowly lowered itself upon the water, a perfect reflection on the surface. I sat watching with school friends, old and new, in these bleacher style seats, almost like an amphitheater. I sat with a friend of mine to my left, a cute girl that I have come to sort of develop a crush on. Next to her on her left sits one of my old friends from high school. I was peaceful, taking in the beautiful scene before me. Then, the cute girl next to me rests her head on my shoulder, and I instinctively put my arm around her waist. The cute girl was also holding the hand of the girl next to her which was my high school friend, but being polyamorous, I wasn't hurt or angry at that situation. Then I had realized something, I had been in another dream just before that, a different dimension with a dire fate. I hopped up and began putting some pieces together. I said to the cute girl "Are you my constant? Are you here to simply comfort me and distract me from my task, so that I may stay in this world and forget the world before?" The girl just hung her head and looked at her feet. I sat right in front of her, put my face next to hers so I could whisper in her ear, "Are you my constant?" to which she said "I can't say". I just nodded my head thinking 'I knew it'. Then I asked, "do you like me, do you love me?" She didn't respond. I just got up, said I was getting lunch and left the scene.

I was back at the music building of my school, practicing my saxophone, and actually playing a scale I had been working on IRL. It was then that I remembered I was getting food.

I woke up

DL1 - Family sitting down to dinner in an old cabin style house. Eating a large tuna steak. Everyone gets a tiny peice except the man who gets pretty much all of it.
Oily juice spills out of the steak onto the white plate.

DL2 - The man races as fast as he can on bicycle to get to the cabin before a man with a hat (lee van cleaf style) gets to the cabin with some repossession papers.
He jumps off but the bicycle carries on spinning through the air. Outside is a dusty mud path/highway up to the cabin.

DL3 - There is advertisement to meet women (dating ) one is dressed in blue. He arrives to meet the lady in a old style restaurant. They are drinking from pint glasses some kind of ale.
She throws a ball across the room that almost knocks the glasses carried by a veteran of the place.

DL4 - The man reaches the cabin in time and huddles in the center of the room near some crates. He wraps himself naked in an animal skin.
He summons a ghost to protect the house. Large footfalls are seen in the dust on the floor.

I tryed to imagined a scene for reentering the dream.

DL5 - This is now the start of the original dream story line.
I saw a zelda-esc forested area. A sunny day on horse back through a along a slight incline through the trees. There is a dwelling, perhaps a church and a castle in the distance that I need to get to.
The horse is taken and I have to carry on on foot.

DL6 - At the house, is the mastermind OpheliaBlue and her henchman. Both sitting one in a wing chair the other on a large settee, with the sun streaming in from large bay windows. There are pictures on the walls and some old wooden cabinets.
I attack the henchman with spinning saws I summon. They slice through him, leaving lines traced across him. He smiles blithely and is healed. I try again. He tells me he can not be destroyed as this is a dream and the dream energy flows through all things here.
He reheals again so I grab him and drop kick him through the ceiling, smashing a big hole in the wall. Ophelia is still sitting impassive. She says she cannot be hurt as the dream energy not centered on her it is the very fabric of the dream itself and nothing can really be hurt.
I wake up.

[Comment]
Evidently I was worrying a little to much about hurt DC. As my subconscious says its ok and not to worry.
The rest of the dream aint got a clue right now...

k figured 3rd person dream watching some guy's life...
I had long convo with Milly about bullying and that it often stems from adult bullying...
In dream Guy bullies family taking all food threateningly , then goes out drinking with another woman spending all their money...
but is shown to be vulnerable as shown being naked hiding in cabin...

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Fragment: Theoretical
My exam period is coming up, so I've spent most of my day studying. As I drift off to sleep, thoughts about what I studied today come to me. It's a highly theoretical subject. I'm not a 100% sure, but it definitely feels like I was dreaming instead of just thinking. I remember being impressed that [..?] knows all of these things and knows how to explain it [my course material]. I don't remember there being any images. Not real sounds either. Just.. thoughts. Something abstract. Fits well with the abstractness of the course material

Dream 1: Washing the laptop
I'm standing in front of a kitchen sink. I'm doing the dishes, except it's my laptop that I'm washing. It looks exactly like it should look. First I'm scared for a moment (my laptop is wet!), but then I quickly start to believe that's totally fine. It's still functioning, it's turned on. It should be turned off while I'm washing it though, for safety reasons.

Dream 2: Languages
I'm with one of my best friends, an Asian guy. He's really into animes, to the point where he has learned a little bit of Japanese from them. I see a couple of books on his bookshelf. One set is about learning Japanese. The other.. I believe Korean. They all look similar, as if they're from the same series of books, but on different languages. I'm quite surprised by the fact that he's learning 2 languages at once. Also by the fact that he's learning Korean. I didn't know he cared for the language.

Dream 3: Amusementpark
I'm with my girlfriend, somewhere outside during the day. The weather is slightly depressing, a bit dark. We're near a station. We're going to take what looks like a subway. I have to help her climb into it, as the entrance is just an opening perhaps a metre of the ground.

We are in the amusementpark, inside a shop or another building. We've decided to stick together with a girl and a guy. Not so sure what's going on right now. We're having fun, that's for sure. I think at one point we decide to rent bicycles.

Dream 4: Wacky village
It's dusk and I'm on the streets of a weird village. There is no electricity. Or any other type of modern convenience it seems. I do see an electric motorcycle driving, which makes me wonder where he gets his electricity from. Perhaps he needs to go out of the village for it. I pass two people who are sitting at a round(?) table on a sidewalk. I ask them a time related question. Something along the lines of how they know that X is open or how they know if it's Sunday if there's no way to tell time. One of them replies that every villager asks themselves if the synagogue is open today. But there is no synagogue here? Yes exactly. I find the whole experience strange and can't make much sense of it.

EDIT: remembered another dream

Dream 5: Bars
I'm hanging out in a bar with a couple of my Dutch friends who I met in Indonesia. Something tells me that we're in Indonesia right now. I talk to the bartender in Dutch or English and this feels odd, because I'm not talking in Indonesian. The bar we are in changes at least 1 one time. At one point I see everything as if I'm watching a video, seeing myself hanging at the bar, with some friends. At the end of the dream I walk away from the bar, and perhaps 5 people make a certain move, all together at the same time, as if they're dancing. One of my friend is sat on a barstool and doesn't join in on the movement. The view sorta zooms in on her face and the way the colours of the disco reflect on it. She is sat perfectly still, staring up into the distance.

Fragments

Outside the old apartment I lived in childhood. It's dark. I see a leather jacket on the ground, looks like a biker jacket. A spirit lives on it?

In a funeral home, it's very shadowy. It's a place where you can leave your bodily fluids on the coffin to feel closer to the dead. I go down a cramped elevator, my hand it wet with goo and it feels disgusting.

I see Homer and Marge from the Simpsons and an alternate version of them. They are a lighter color and have totally different personalities.

In a hypnogogic state, I feel a cat jump on my back and walk up to my head and falls asleep on it.

I had this dream over 12 hours ago so its not the best it could be. I just remember the really odd stuff.
I remember my dad being really hyper and smiling and giving me a hug then as i pull away he smiles and says he is going to stab me and pretends to stab my back. He seemed so happy and he was smiling. Very hyper which is not normal at all for my dad. Then i remember me and my grandpa talking about my dad and my grandpa said it was a shame that he was on meth. I dont know a lot about meth but to me at the time it made perfect sence Then I remember spending the next two days in my room planing to escape and I did. I was walking into town (i live out of town) except my town seemed very primitive. I saw this girl that i talk to and she asked what i was doing and i told her running away and she said that i could stay at her house and i was going to until this guy that flirts with me and use to be friends with walked up to me and said i could stay at his house and i thought good i could go smoke some weed although i dont even smoke weed.
And i cant remember the rest other than i was driving and didnt go to his houses and i went shopping????

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

We finally got Freeview TV last night, we haven't had TV in this flat since last year ^_^ it had a pretty strong influence on my first couple dreams.

Dream 1 - Hot Fuzz

I watched my favourite comedy movie last night, 'Hot Fuzz'. Such a kickass film, the camera angles, foreshadowing, the way they bring back the lines they've said earlier in the film, everything about this movie is great . Anyways, I remember being a police officer in a room similar to the police office from the film. There were other officers around me too, I must be training them or something as they get more skilled by following me around. This kind of relates to the movie how Simon Pegg is really good at his job, in this case I seem to influencing the others into being better too. I think we were then in a large dining hall and I got some kind of formal training in martial arts...? Can barely remember this.

Dream Fragments

The dream following 'Hot Fuzz' where I was also a police officer but doing different things.

I remember making porridge and putting some brown sugar into it at some point... Though this might not have been a dream

Dream 2 - Sand pit
There's some competition going on where everyone is split in to groups and have to dig a sand pit (I'm guessing it was on the beach). The day itself was gloomy and the sky was grey. Our sand pit seemed to have burrows underneath it, it was already about 1m deep. I think I did something like blew a big hole in the centre of the pit, exposing these burrows. They were lined with this reddish staining and it may have had a glistening effect to it too (possibly a kind of slime? I didn't touch it though). I jump down to the side by the sand pit and have to start filling it in again using a bucket I found. It seems like each group is only allowed one tool to use between them and we have a shovel and 2 buckets. The buckets were already in the pit so I wonder if it's okay, though I know I'm cheating by using them .

Dream 3 - Superheroes
Another hero dream? The area we're in is barren with dark dirt beneath us and cloudy skies above. Heroes are fighting villains all around me, and I myself and locked in battle with a villain wearing a pseudo-suit (it's red and covers the whole body, including the head and face). It seems like there is a bunch of these villains wearing fake-suits that give them super powers, someones evil scheme to fight the superheros. I slash into the fake suit and manage to cut it open, but inside was the man who was behind it all. The suit detaches and hovers beside him (it maintains its form as if it still had someone in it). The villain in front of me has a yellow suit on and a brutish looking evil face, I feel like I've seen him before as a well-known villain, but I don't think he actually exists. I'm no match for him, by stripping the red suit, he is now able to use his full power! I dash away and jump, I arch my blade/hand (I'm not sure if I had this before or not) through the air and slice the red suit in half, destroying it, as I make my escape. I spot Martian Manhunter nearby and jump onto him.
"Fly away! Now!" I shout, he complies understanding the seriousness of the situation. The villain is on the ground behind us as we shoot into the sky. I'm glad that he can't fly, but I know that the only one who can save us it... Superman! Unfortunately he's locked in battle with Superwoman (who is apparently a villain in my dream). I get out this kryptonite cream and tell the Martian we need to finish Superwoman off and take down the main evil villain. We charge at them and I slam the burning kryptonite cream (which ignited) against the back of Superwoman. She honestly looked more like the hulk, just completely ripped and huge. I can't recall much of what happened next but I think we win? Superman and Superwoman have to go inside this room together with the principal or something and discuss something with him, while me and a few others have to wait outside in the hallway. I'm sitting in the way of one of the others and ask him if he wants me to move so he can pass into the hall, I move anyways and he says "nah that's oka-... oh, alright then".

*I was with a group of people at night in a parking lot when we noticed a huge spider everybody freaked out and started to scatter running from the spider. At this point the spider was agitated and started to chase me.

*I was walking behind the building on the loading dock when I noticed a huge spider with more than 8 legs. There was a voice in my head that told me I had control over the spider and it was no reason to be afraid. But I did not listen to this voice and turned around out of fear and began to run.

*I was at my old apartment complex when I notice Roberto and his girlfriend in my dad's room fighting. I walked into the room and realize they were fighting because Amberly was with another guy who she was flirting with.

Roberto was actually very upset in this situation. My dad was also in the room with us somehow involved in the situation.

*The scene started with an a natural for setting. Then Karmapa along with an entourage of monks proceeded to walk into auditorium and then seated. My dad was also in attendance as the Karmapa began to teach.

My dad started to speak to me in the middle of the Karmapa speech then I told my dad that is disrespectful you have to remain quiet. After the lecture Lama Surya das walked up to me and greeted me very compassionately. I thought how does he know me it feels like he knows me.

*Me and my girlfriend took one gram of mushrooms hanging out somewhere which seem to be like a hotel. We did not fill the mushrooms after a while and then I commented that I will go get more.

I went to the car and open the bag where the mushrooms were supposed to be, but then realized that the mushrooms were actually asparagus. Realizing that we were sold bogus mushrooms, I got very angry and freaked out.

Roberto showed up and I blame him for everything because he was the one who introduced me to the dealer. I told him bro you owe me money you owe me $40.

I' in a giant, maze-like house with a host of people of various ages, ranging from maybe four to thirty. We're in the garden, with is a strong slope, with a pool on multiple levels, with water bridges and waterfalls connecting all the levels. It's a pool party, despite the overcast, gray and white sky. I'm in one of the most upper level of the pool, il a frilly, light gray bathing suit. Close to me is a buch of teenagers bullying a twenty-something, too nice to tell them to fuck off. They are ganging up on him, trying to pull him underwater. He's strugling against them but he seem to affraid to hurt them to really push them away and it looks like the bullies are going to manage tu hurt him. I grab the one closer to me and roughly pull him underwater, pushing on his head until I feel him hit the bottom of the pool. I swim to the other and scratch and slap my way to the older man, pulling him away.
I'm suddently out of the pool, shivering because my bathing suit is still wet, and trying to convince a four years old girl to sit at a table with other kids to eat the party cake. She's sturbborn and pouty, the owner of the house, a old, artificial blonde woman is fussing over her and throwing me dirty looks while being useless. I ask the kid who is here favorite princess, and the tells me that's Elsa, and I manage to have her smile. The owner start complaining that now the little girl is going to sing the damn song, and she tottaly does but she also get up on the chair and settle down to eat her cake.

I hate bullies with a burning, downright sadistic passion.

I've gotten really lax about making regular dream journal entries. I know they're really important for lucid dreaming... even if all of my dreams aren't lucid.

I honestly don't remember much about what I dreamed about last night, possibly because I woke up because my neck hurt. No lucid last night, though.

I don't remember a lot. I remember a color theme of dark blue and blue-black. My lack of memory isn't surprising, since those colors might mean that I spent time in a dim dream without much detail.

Something about an outfit or costume someone gave me. Something about putting on black striped leggings/tights. The original pair got shrunk in the dryer, but in the dream they fit again.

There may have been horses. I'll think about it throughout the day, and maybe fragments of it will come back to me.