non-lucid

Morning of July 17, 2015. Friday.



Zsuzsanna and I are either living at or “temporarily” staying in a mostly unfamiliar large apartment on what seems to be at least the second floor (though I am not aware of any backstory to this setting). It is possibly a variation on the King Street boarding house I have not been in or even directly seen since 1990. In this case, it still seems to be oriented south of the building (or north if it is relevant to our present house) and like an opened composite of Leonard’s room (the pinhead’s), my original L-shaped room, and the front (including the shared kitchen) being brought much closer to the back of the house. Other random characters make an appearance for no seeming reason or recent reflection or association, which includes: One of our landlords from Stadcor Street (Glenn), a cocaine user I knew in my first factory job (Greg R), a couple unremembered celebrities, and a couple relatives (though not correct in appearance). My sister Marilyn (April 25, 1942-Feburary 13, 2014) is also alive again and there is something about NCIS no longer being involved in an investigation. She briefly seems to be in the same “scene” with Ralph Waite (the actor from “The Waltons”; the television series), which is similar to a dream from long before they died.

This dream utilizes a folly I have encountered in other dreams; that is, confusion with dynamics relevant to the second storey of a building in implying we are also somehow at ground level at the same time. In this case, the confusion relates to the discovery of two bodies buried side by side in the “ground” just under the floorboards (again, somehow on the second floor) in what I believe is the kitchen. Finding two bodies is not the original intent. One of my dream’s (unknown) characters pulls up a couple loose floorboards for whatever reason and from there, moves some dirt and unexpectedly uncovers the bodies, which are fairly young and boy and girl. For some reason, this does not feel as macabre as it would in real life (ironic since some dreams augment minor concerns to ridiculous extremes). Over time, I go over to the windows, look down at the street (again, now from the second storey) and have minor concern about another male (our past landlord Glenn) who is approaching and possibly will be questioned on the deaths. The NCIS associations are not that organized or seemingly relevant at the time.

The investigation is slow and uneventful, and the two bodies (minimally skeletal, as the faces are almost discernible though not recognized) remain where they are, the mound of dirt like an elongated oval embankment around them. During this time, while I am sitting back in a chair, a young girl (about six) sleeps mostly on her stomach over me though is not my real-life youngest daughter (I assume, though sometimes dreams shift time elements dramatically). The sense of touch, weight, heat, and slight movement is augmented and lifelike. After this, there is a vague confrontation in another part of the room that I am not involved with, with random characters. When the girl eventually wakes, she walks about in the room before me and makes a sarcastic comment (unremembered) to an unknown character. At this point, she resembles Elizabeth Walton (a very young Kami Cotler), but aggressively out of character and saying the other character should “honor” me (as me being her fictional father). The other character seems somewhat perplexed and not fully developed as an in-dream persona. From here, my dream falls into the abstract as the girl’s hair seems “electrified” somehow and she seems almost goddess-like or at least like a well-defined tulpa (though her characteristics becoming mostly unfamiliar again).

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A part of this dream, as is typical, comes from something I only briefly glanced at for about a second the previous day - incidentally reading how Kami Cotler used to fall asleep on Ralph Waite’s lap during filming of “The Waltons”. Then I see and realize that Ralph Waite died around the same time as my sister on February 13, 2014 - which I had not focused that much on assuming I knew it at all prior to this point (I do not really watch the news that much and far less television than most people). This is in addition to how one much older dream somehow more clearly revealed my father’s death (April 26, 1901-February 14, 1978) several years in advance (as well as several other things that did not even exist at that time, including the “Jumpman” computer game and even the same music used as its theme). I always felt in the back of my mind that this sister would somehow die on the same date (not necessarily the same year) as my father. This was before she was the one to tell me (in the middle of the night) that my father had just died. However, from my perspective (in Australia, related to the time difference) she did die on February 14th when looked at that way (which I cannot help doing). Not only that, the last episode of Season 11 of NCIS (“Honor Thy Father”) was apparently a tribute to Ralph Waite, who sometimes played Jackson Gibbs. Sometimes the layered intricacies of a particular dream tend to seriously puzzle me.

How deep does this go…Ralph Waite may additionally be a play on “wait” and Kami Cotler a play on “cot” (cot/crib/youth) and even “Waltons” may be a play on “walled in” as with one humor magazine title I saw and distinctly still remember from when I was thirteen (No. 114 of “Cracked Mazagine” - spelled as such - from January 1974). (Additional note to self; there was a memory slip between “certain” and “thirteen” for whatever reason.) On the cover, Ralph Waite is standing directly below the word “Home”. Additionally, the setting itself (concerning the imagery of the first body uncovered) was very similar to the first panel of a horror/ghost comic book story I saw years ago (possibly from around the same week or time period as the Waltons satire), which I have yet to recover in my research. Finally, the cot/crib reference is related to the fact that the dismantling (or selling) of a cot or crib accurately foreshadowed my sister’s death (and is a known precognitive metaphor for an upcoming death).

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Despite the curious recurring ambiguity of a setting implied to somehow be on the first floor and the second floor at the same time, this is relevant to how the presumed corpses, buried under the floorboards of the second floor, is a subliminal distorted perception of my sleeping body (a dream sign of the first level) and Zsuzsanna’s, who is sleeping with me at the time.

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Casey's Here
I'm in my bedroom at my house, but it's my old bedroom. I think I was sleeping when Megan came in. Megan says I should get up or something. It felt rude. She says that her old friend was over. Megan leaves the room. I take a massive drink from my water jug, finishing about 80% of it. I'm disappointed that I finished that much, as that needed to last my the whole day. I begin getting ready and try some clothes on. I try a heavy brown jumper on. I quite like it, but it's a tad big maybe. I go through a lot of clothes, with a lot being ugly or too big etc. I think one of them is dads. Daryl comes Into the room with a massive plastic water container, which he places on my bed. I hear Casey's voice in the house. I anticipate Jane or someone coming in to get me to come out and socialize. As I come out, the guests have left. I sit on the couch eating a small tub of coleslaw. Jane walks in and asks if I'm ready for a bike ride. I'm not sure if I'm keen at first, but decide I probably should. Jane shows us some food that we can have, which was a sourdough roll. I get up and walk over to the bench. Daryl is telling me that this place really brings out his beautiful eyes. I examine them closely and see that they're light blue mostly. They seem to be still changing as its a bit patchy.

Off To A Bad Start
I'm at a house and there seems to be a bit of a gathering going on. I'm on the toilet which is in a bedroom. I have the runs. It doesn't have a pleasant smell to it. I wipe my ass and get shit on my jumper or something. It drips onto the floor and leaves a stain. I'm not feeling too good about that, and try to see if I can rub it out, or blend it in with the carpet somehow. I try to find some more toilet paper, eventually finding some near the toilet itself. My brother is now using the toilet, and he realizes I still need to use it. He grabs the toilet bowl and moves it closer to him. Im a bit shocked with what I just saw. He is pissing into the bowl and almost filling it to the top. The toilet bowl falls over and piss goes everywhere. I feel a little better about myself that I'm not the only one that made a mess in the bedroom. A bit of piss gets onto the side of the bed. I smell the sheets to see if it reeks of piss. It doesn't.

I'm in the kitchen and there are people at the table. I decide to play a game where I have to sell product to them. I see 3 vita biscuits on a plate. I pick up the plate and tell them my pitch, which goes a bit like this.
"Ok I have these rare biscuits here. The reason they're rare is due to the ingredients and the culture of them. You know how normal flour is used for making biscuits? Well this isn't normal flour. This is MOON DUST Aka Moon Flour. Also If you look at the 3 biscuits, they have a different color to them. I call this the multicultural biscuits. One is dark, other is medium and last is lightest of the colors."
I had a black hooded jacket on, with the hood over my head when doing the pitch. I really put some professionalism into the pitch, even put on the goofy fake voice they do. As I finished, I continued my act and walked out like I was overly cocky with what I had achieved. I feel a bit embarrassed with what had just happened.

I'm outside and there's an announcement of a man performing a triple backflip on a BMX and eventually landed it after many tries in practice. I think to myself that someone recently performed a quadruple backflip on BMX and that this may have been the one he was talking about. It's night time and I see the set up for the show. It looks like nitro circus which is sponsored by red bull. I see a man go down a big ramp, he's connected to a metal chariot. The horse is made out of metal also. He's flying around the track and notice that he's in a wheel chair. He disconnects from the chariot and flys across what looks to be water. He doesn't make it all the wave and falls off the side of the narrow path.

The scene changes and I'm seeing Daryl run from a girl. Everyone is playing hide and seek. I decide to join in and hide behind these thick trees. There are a lot of trees near one another. Daryl climbs the tree and is hesitant to go any higher. I think that's the right option as there isn't much to hold onto, apart from the trunk. I keep an eye on Daryl incase he falls onto me. I imagine if I was up there and fell, would anyone catch me? And if they did, would it work out ok. I see the girl coming my way. I decide to run to the side of her, hoping to be covered by the trees. She spots me and I run quickly towards a safe zone. I reach the safe zone, but the hole to enter it is too small. I think I try another hut which allows me in. The roof is cut off the hut. Me and the other guy in there are poking our heads out. We're talking about Julian Wilson the pro surfer.

I meet up with some people from the gathering. I don't feel too comfortable due to drinking the night before. I see my cousin Trev. He's sitting in a covered area. There's a lot of cars on top of the small hill. I see Trev's dad, and give him a wave. My dad is walking towards me also. I'm a bit shocked to see him come to something like this.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At my home, I notice smoke on the hill in front of my house, my mom's by my side, I try not to worry her. But it doesn't take long and I see fire arising from the top of the hill. I'm worried, but I think of ways to keep our house safe, prepare the garden hose to fight the fire if it comes closer. But the worst case scenario happens: the fire is coming from all directions around us and soon we are surrounded and no way of escape. I feel strangely calm that there's nothing we can do about it...

I was in my house about to do something when all of a sudden a huge machine crashes into it and i hear a lot of screaming. I have a weird feeling that its going to be me next and try to escape. I get knocked out by a group of assassins or military agents and when i wake up i'm sort of beaten up. Eye is dragging me than carrys me into a bathroom than tells me that we don't have time. That I have to escape through the window. I look out the window and he pushes me through even though I say no at first. When i get my head through and im fully out I'm in the narrow fenced place that leads to my backyard. I run and try to fly because i noticed a alien that looked small and green and jello like was trying to come after me. Along with three girls. I spit out mushy green/white stuff from my mouth and hit the alien thing as i'm flying. (Really Random idea)When I get to the front of the house the setting begins to change to dark and things begin to be added.

The girls who wanted to attack me than begin to make jokes about how their going to get me and I punch one in the face. Than I tell her sorry and wipe her bleeding mouth with a napkin. I also tell her I forgot that hitting my dream character is like hitting a part of myself. She forgives me and I notice that Eye is now present with us. He is talking about how cool the setting is becoming. I turn around and notice that there is a dark forest near by and that there is a lady who looks like she is casually dressed.Shes in a white tank top and maybe green/yellowish pants. Anyways shes walking back and forth and i become creep out by her. "Can we go inside?" I ask nervously. Everyone says okay and we run into my house. As were running it begins to change into a school setting and soon were running down the stairs. Eye jumps up and shouts how much fun he is having than continues down the stairs. I try to follow him than notice were now in a huge building that looks formal yet open to the public. Sort of like a bank but not a bank. Maybe office building. Well whatever.

I continued looking around and noticed dream characters going about doing their own stuff. Some are happy while others are serious. As I'm walking and looking around i notice my teeth have stuff stuck to them. "Splinters?" I think to myself as i see a animated gorilla carrying a broken door. "How many times am I suppose to tell you? Your not suppose to eat the door..." He says to me in a British like voice. I say sorry and notice an open door where i can see people outside in a city. I want to go out but don't. I look at the gorilla again and my surrounding than it fades until i wake up.

Asking Dawn About His Name

In this dream I was asking Dawn if he could give me a new name to call him that was better than Dawn. He wrote a few things down trying to think of one. Co...Was a good start for me until he changed his mind and than the dream changed to non lucid a dinosaur game like plot with my family.


Attempt to see Dawn Failed

I was in some sort of arena where people that acted like old time warriors were forcing me, my brother and others to battle. I didn't want to though and ran and jumped over what became a castle like wall. Fell into the ocean and the warrior king/chief tossed fire spears at me, along with his men. I thought about them disappearing and as soon as i sank to the bottom i began swimming and walking and jumping. Trying to get through until i arrived on a island. I got on the sand and ran until i met a little boy and girl. One of them was holding a cracker filled with jelly and gave it to me. I bit it than ran away. The mother came and found out so she called the guards though. I ended up inside a school and ran up. Bumped into a guy who offered to help me but after running around for a while they were caught.

I saw them being taken away and asked one of the guys to help me out in the dream but he said "You want me to help you? I'm about to be executed because you!Thanks a lot!" Than he was walking away with the others that were taken by guards. The place also looked somewhat like an office building now. The way the dream character expressed himself made me feel like I was n't in a dream world like i thought i was in. and that i really got him into trouble. So I decided to just forget about it and fly through the walls and get out myself. I managed to get to a window of the office building but i became stuck halfway. A girl came by and mentioned how she found me. Than a guy came and said he was going to cut my legs off. I felt like a trapped bird and told him to wait before he used the knife. He waited than i looked down and looked back at him. noticing that he had removed part of the window. After that I jumped out the building wanting to fly and had a false awakening where I thought I fell asleep in my bathroom.

Than something else about jewelry i think happened and i woke up for real.

He Found His Darkness In Me
I take something out of microwave and notice that something has exploded. There's shit everywhere inside it, sticking to the roof and sides of microwave. I let Kayley know what has happened.

I'm at my old house in the backyard. Theres a snake on the ground. Some guy climbs the tree and kills a snake, and then hangs it from a branch. I thought the food that exploded was up in the tree. I see a Komodo Dragon inside a bag up in the tree. It breaks through the bag and attacks a snake that's lurking around in the tree. The Dragon comes down after me. I try and scare it away by hitting it. I quickly get to higher ground by climbing half way up the fence. I tell Kayley who is in the distance, near the gate, to get away somehow. I think I suggest to her to climb the fence. The fences are broken, there not in good shape. The dragon turns into a large ferret looking thing. I start patting it and being friendly to it. It seems to be changing its way towards. It's being nice towards me now. I put my hands in its mouth and let it bite me in a friendly way. I'm a bit wary doing so, just incase it turns on me. I see a scene of the ferret evolve from light/energy into a ferret. I have a feeling come to me, that the ferret was trying to find its darkness, which is me. It loves me, I can feel it's love.

I'm laying down in bed with a girl, that's supposedly my partner. She pats the ferret, but she's a little timid towards it. She tells me that I don't talk to her the way I talk to the ferret. I jokingly tell her that I was talking to her not the ferret. She puts my hand on my dick and it arouses me. I feel ashamed as my penis feels really small.

Golf Ball Retriever
I was In a narrow area and kids were hitting golf balls towards me. I was trying to catch them. They went over my head. I run to get them. They yell something. I put my hands up while running cause I feel they're mocking me. I come back with ball. I talking to them from a lil distance and they're ignoring me. They look like Taliban soldiers. I start to get angry and raise voice. They finally respond. I throw them the golf ball later.
I'm up some stairs and Bryce Gibbs wants to know if he can show his mates in the kitchen. I go and ask the coach. He said give it 4 Mins. I go up to Bryce and tell him. I start getting ready to open the roller door for him.

It was dark, cold winter night. Street lamps gave only dim and weak light. I left a tall building where people were gathered, there was probably a party. I moved through the darkness, walking down some kind of stairs and leaving roadsign that I couldn't read for some reason.

I finally reached road that is better lit, and stood near a building with walls covered with brown plates. There was a plaque with 9-13 carved on it. I thought if this is the right place, or should I got somewhere else. I decided to cross the road. I heard a couple walking through park, laughing. I thought "Wait, I should go back to the plaque."

I went back, and looked at it again. Still 9-13. I looked for the door, and found it in darkness, and moved up the dark stairwell. I finally found my room, and entered it. This was the only well lit place. I saw that I live with three another dudes, two of them I can't quite recall. The third one had short dark hair, gray sweatshirt and jeans trousers.

I sat down on a sofa, and then someone entered the room. It was a man in his late forties. He asked us if we have a TV, which we replied that don't. He said that if we want to watch TV, we should go to local meeting hall.

A star wars style title crawl. Except it was called Dode Dores or something with a lot of 'd's. I couldn't read any of the text underneath it because it was in another language.


They had decided to release another season of the original Teen Titans series. I was watching first episode in it. In it the evil magician guy (I don't remember his name, and I'm not enough of a nerd to look it up.) discovers this evil magic to change peoples sexes. He changes Starfire into a guy and robin dumps her and she doesn't understand why.

He then changed Beast Boy into Beast Bebe and he became this really sexualized character and Cyborg fell in love with him. So much to the point that he started fighting on the bad side trying to get the magician to keep BB the way he was.

But eventually the magician leaves and the magic wears off. Starfire is alone crying in space sitting on a little asteroid.

Uhm if by random chance, any of the writers of the show happen to read the dream, make this an episode. This is clearly very high quality material we are dealing with.


I was walking around my neighborhood. Typical dream foggy weather. I had some problems with thinking I was in reality here because I remember thinking about how it was early morning I had to get home so I could drive into town. It was Wednesday and I had to teach Taekwondo. (Something I have to do in real life.)

I met some guy who gave me a double chocolate muffin and a cup of black tea for free. This used to always used to be my breakfast back when I was living at college and it tasted eerily similar. I don't normally get that much dream food, but when I do, its usually pretty good.

I remember coming up to this house. I knew this kid from school but he wasn't really that nice. He was sitting at a card table in front of his garage. He said he was collecting recyclables for some charity and anything would help. I gave him my muffin paper and paper tea cup. But while I was doing that his little sister went under the table and tied my shoes together.

Spoiler for Profanity (Sort of...):

"Oh, you son of a dick-"

'son of a dick'... hmm...

"-Doing that to me while I'm not lucid! That's just not fair!"

I went backwards and asked myself why I had said that I wasn't lucid and got confused for a second. I then realized that I had said lucid because I was dreaming and actually became lucid. (seriously WTF) I woke up a few moments later.

I was watching a rocket starting, and flying hight into the outerspace. Then my sight followed the rocket and I was watching the solar system, planets and tiniest atoms in there. All of this while listening to someone talking about Pluto, who discovered it and why it's not fully classified as planet. Then I was lying in my bed, looking at the sky and thinking that I should get there one day.

Morning of July 15, 2015. Wednesday.



I am in a building in a public place with Zsuzsanna (in an unknown town and unfamiliar location), possibly a train station, sitting on what is somewhat like a long wooden chest though meant to be a bench near the center of the room. She is on my left. Along comes Werner Klemperer (March 22, 1920-December 6, 2000, as from “Hogan’s Heroes”, though in a formal suit rather than in costume), seeming cheerful and cordial as he sits down on Zsuzsanna’s left.

I am not surprised at all for some reason. I move forward (not standing up) and with some difficulty, try to shake his right hand with my left hand, which results in a bit of difficulty. He does not seem sure how to hold his arm in this situation and for a moment, it seems as if our hands are reversed or at least turned sideways (for example, the back of my hand facing out and forward, thumb down). Even though it is quite awkward making at least three attempts at a “normal” handshake, there is no residual embarrassment. He moves out farther but does not stand either.

Zsuzsanna and I talk to him a bit about what he thinks of the “Lost” television series (which began in 2004), which makes no logical (or interpretable) sense due to him having died before the first episode ever aired. This seems vaguely familiar in conscious afterthought as if there was a very similar scenario in a dream of a few years ago (regarding two or three large televisions being in the same setting). However, this is one of only a few dreams that ever had him as a character, the last one possibly being in 1978 (though I did not do a full scan as it takes some time) - though all other instances regard his Colonel Klink character and persona, I think.

There is not much after this. He does not seem to be too decisive about “Lost” either way. The meeting seems vivid and otherwise realistic for what it is.

In another highly illogical dream scene, I am trying to stop dogs from coming onto the porch in an alternate version of our last home on Barolin Street, though the windows are actually mostly closed anyway (and are sash windows rather than the jalousie windows as they were in reality). I am forcefully slapping a pillow against the closed window, to make a particular dog back away from it. There are at least three dogs though which are not that aggressive. One does grab the end of the pillowcase in his mouth for a short time, as the window then seems about one inch open. Nothing that stressful ensues and no dogs get in.

Point Leo's Oversized Creatures
I'm at a beach surfing and I think it's similar to point Leo. There's quite a few people at the spot. I don't feel very comfortable surfing. I see one guy catch a smallish wave in an odd way. He's board is flipped side ways and he's locked his legs on both sides of his board. It was a blue board and pretty big.
As I get out I can see that the waves have gotten bigger and more disfigured. The water looks pretty clear to the point where I can see a huge dolphin coming towards the surface. I think Toledo was surfing and someone fully dropped in on him. In a way it was lucky because there was a huge shark that popped it's head out. The shark and dolphin were unrealistic in size. They were the size of a few whales combined.

Someone tells me that the Sharks come around this time for a feed.

Later on I come back down to the water and notice another area for surfing. It's extremely flat with people out there. It's in a area that has a man made entry point made of concrete. It's not the biggest gap either. I see the tide moving back in because there's a lot of white wash coming through with surfers on it. On either side of the water was food restaurants, it looks pretty crazy.
As the water gets closer, I start to think I should move due to getting washed away. I think I had something in my hands also.

Could Have Been Your Brother In Law
I'm in Daryl's old house, sitting in the lounge. A younger guy that I'm friends with in the dream is on the computer. I see some photos that he's flicking through. One of the photos was of his sister Natasha. I tell him that I could have been his brother in law. I had to corrected myself, because I was going to say brother. He doesn't know what I'm talking about. I tell him I used to date his sister. He calls her up and tells his sister something about me. By the sounds of things, she seems a bit keen and is willing to give me a chance. She tells him that I could get a job at a certain place. He hands me phone but I feel put on the spot and don't know what to say. I'm silent and hand the phone back, whispering quietly, hoping Natasha would think maybe I wasn't around. The guy finds this humorous.

I'm now in a place that is like a nursing home. At some point something happens where I tell my wife I'm not getting my health checked today. I think we're an old couple. I have a bit of poo on a spoon. I think it was going to be tested to see if I still have cancer. I flush it down the toilet. I don't have cancer anymore.

I'm myself again and I'm with someone. The guy I'm with walks up to a closed door that had Jon Jones inside. The guy jokes and says it's Chael Sonnen to Jon Jones. Jon doesn't answer the door, but I think I could hear movement inside. Not too long I do the same thing. I accidentally say it's Chael Sonnon, instead of my own name. I hear movement again and quickly get away before he answers it. I wouldn't have felt too good explaining why I said it was Chael at the door.

I'm in my street and I walk up to a car with people I know. The car is like olden style. Maybe 80's. The driver was the Asian from Harold and Kumor the movie, and one of the passengers was Gunnar Nelson.

First dream: I'm out dressed up as a grizzly bear out in my backyard chasing after a male attempting to tackle him with my weight. He runs and screams until we run out in to the front yard where I nearly got a grasp of him but he slips away and we both end up in the backyard again. Unfortunately, this time he gets help from another grizzly bear who happens to play the role of a mother. While watching these two pair up, I'm up on top of the roof of the garage deciding whether or not to brawl with this heavy beast.

As it's climbing up the roof, I start to lose interest in this conflict and run away from the mother bear. I climb up as fast as I could to the next higher level of roofing and right as soon as the mother bear reaches the roof, I charge towards the edge of the roof and start flying off in to the depths of the dark narrow street I live on. I flew faster and faster, enough to get me out of the zone of danger. I was afraid. Not only afraid of the mother bear but the darkness accumulating the whole street I flew in to.

As I flew with great ferocity in to the dark, narrow street, I noticed a light at the end of the street. A home. This home was the end of the street - a source of open peace. Once I reached the end of this street, I would escape from the evils lying within it. Instead, I got the opposite of that. After flying for a while, I noticed an eerie looking abandoned home standing right next to the street. Bad experiences came of it whenever I visited it in previous dreams. I decided to go ahead and look what's inside it anyways in hopes that something different would happen.

I walked in to the dark residence and slowly crept up inside the the interior of the building. What I heard was a few people engaging in a quiet conversation in the middle room of the home. It was a discreet conversation, so whatever they were talking about wasn't supposed to be heard by outsiders. I walked past the small the room and the first thing I noticed was its large size and open spaces. I was scared up to the point when I saw how dark it was in the areas surrounding it. I slowly walked out of the home unnoticed.

Second Dream: There was a school somewhere inside a huge open field of grass. I was walking alongside my classmates figuring out where our next destination would be. On our way, I saw several crowds of people walking from class to class(unusual for me) and many of them were waiting outside entrances of unique classrooms. For example, one of the classrooms presented a small zoo where the students could learn about the species living in them. I look in to this one for a while because I thought it was curious. After a while, it was finally time to go back to finding our unknown point of interest. I followed both of my friends through the halls of the crowded school in to the school on to the entrance of the school office and confronted the principal for help. This is where we discovered a secret fear underlying the school's boundaries. What was it? I'm not sure. The principal stood and gave us a motionless stare and knew something was out to get us if we didn't leave the campus on time.

All three of us quickly jumped down on to the stairs of the school to what was a large scene of green mountains surrounding the entire school. My friends and I transformed ourselves in to creatures. Dinosaurs. Raptors, I think. We all moved ran through the open plains at great speeds. We still had the minds of a human which meant that we knew a lot more than the Raptor's do. However, there were other raptors as well.

We eventually ran in to what seemed to be nearing the edge of a really tall cliff. The leader, one of my friends, told us to get down on the ground and turn on our night vision. Both of my friends rested down in to the grass but I had a little trouble doing so. There were upcoming enemy raptors walking ahead of us. I tried to lay down but I couldn't. It wasn't until one of the enemy raptors came up near us when I finally had the power to bury myself in to the ground. But that was when I accidentally moved my body and alerted the raptor walking right past me. It roared. Me and my other two friends quickly got up from the ground and ran off to the edge of the cliff. I ran right behind the leader and my other friend besides me. The raptor behind us roared out and was about ready to eat us. Our leader jumped off of the cliff, over what seemed to be a river, in to the small village right next to it. He made it safety to the ground. When I jumped, however, I fell off and was hurled down in to the flowing river. The friend besides me followed.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I go to the subway. A dog goes inside the subway station to and I talk to him. He is homeless and just wants to find a shelter to have some rest. I wish him all the best, totally fine about having had a conversation with a dog.
I buy a ticket, but instead of going to a normal train to somewhere, I get an entrance ticket to some kind of surreal game. in the underground tunnels, which now I realize are not the subway any more.
More people are joining the game. We enter an atrium where we find a kind of tomb of a king. From it arises a ghost and he tells us we're going to have to face the truths about this place and solve its mysteries, no matter how scary it may become. Then he disappears and we all go in different directions.
On my path I encounter what appears to be a madhouse full of demonic ghosts. I realize I have to go across them, so I remind myself they are not real and I pass through them as if they are fog. At the end of this path I receive revelations about the ins and outs of the world and the people and I am offered to experience all kinds of sensual delights, but I only feel disgust and sadness that others are so blind to the truth by it.

In the dream my father had just died and now me and my mother were living alone. We were talking about moving into a smaller house and getting rid of a lot of our stuff. (IRL, my dad has held on to a lot of junk. Things like my old toys from when I was a kid and old TVs and computers that don't work too well anymore.

We somehow got in this reality TV show called 'Re-arranged' where these people would come into your house and re-arrange all the furniture and make a mess and then film the reactions. It was a pretty stupid idea if you ask me.

I remember they moved all of the furniture in my bedroom into the middle of my room. My dresser, that has my quartz crystal on it now had a big pile of crystals on it in all different colors. This was something that I remembered the show doing that they would leave you extra things to make up for the inconvenience they caused moving all of the furniture around. This seemed kind of counter-productive to the way that we were trying to get rid of things in the house, though.

The one thing they hadn't moved was my desk. I decided that I wanted to get on my computer to play Kerbal Space Program. But when I booted it up and signed in I saw that all of my files had been moved around too. They had uninstalled all my mods and now my save file was corrupted. I looked around and saw that all of my digital art was messed up too. I wondered how they figured out my password on my laptop. I was so mad I tried to scream:

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I'm going to fucking kill all of these people!!!

But nothing came out of my mouth. I then became lucid and woke up a moment later.

Dang layer 1's.

I was in the woods with my dad (very much still alive in this dreams' timeline), cousins and some other family members. We were building a fort out of sticks to prepare for either an attack from an evil government militia, a zombie apocalypse or both. I can't remember.

I just remember that the fort was in a gully and we put these big branches standing upright to build the frame, then putting smaller sticks horizontally. We needed a lot of medium and smaller sized sticks to make the wall and I was helping to gather them up.

At some point the fort morphed from a lame kids' stick fort to this actually rather epic fortification. The fort was made of huge timbers and had three story towers with cannons on top. The fort was built on the side of a lake now. (Or there could have been a lake before that I just didn't see because of the trees.) It looked like a castle but made entirely out of wood.

I think me or my friend S pointed out that if somebody set the fort on fire we would be in big trouble.

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I also had a dream that I had revived my old comic series, Kyle and Gary. I was working on the next comic in the series that I had planned to do.

Dolphin killers

The whole world was flooded with sea water, and people had to built platforms in order to survive. I was swimming on my little raft, when I reached ruins of harbor city. There were only some small parts of platforms still standing, with some useful stuff on them, like food, fresh water and other resources.

Suddenly my raft started to squeak and crack. Just before it fallen apart, I jumped on the farthest platform to the east. Thinking that I'm safe, I sat down and watched surroundings. There was nothing on the horizon, only endless ocean. I felt that something hit the platform from inside the water.

I looked around, and managed to turn back just as a dolphin jumped out of the water, with intent to eat me. I slapped it in a head a few times, and then another dolphin jumped out of water to help his buddy. I slapped it too, and both of them squeaked in irritation. They stopped moving, and looked at the water expectantly.

I leaned over the edge of platform, and then a huge orca jumped out of it, with open jaws. I quickly jumped back and slapped the orca while shouting with fear. After a few slaps or so, I just decided to run away. Both orca and dolphins jumped back to the ocean.

I inspected other platforms, but found nothing of use besides food. Without my raft, I was stuck there.

MILD - In a castle walls; wonderland

I was inside of guest room in a castle. I inspected the room - the floor and furniture were made with exotic wood. There were expensive tapestries, a comfortable bed and some wardrobes.

Suddenly I become lucid. For a while I thought what can I do this time, and looked around again. I saw a maid - a beautiful blonde lady in a green dress. With nothing better to do, I came closer and talked with her for a while. Then I persuaded her that we should have some fun, being alone in the room, and probably in the whole guest wing of the castle. I managed to keep the lucidity for quite some time, focusing on my intent and on the lady. Suddenly I just lost lucidity, without waking up. I was still in the guest room, maid nowhere to be found. When I wanted to leave the room, everything faded.

I found myself on a cliff. There were some roadsigns and a grave without any plaque. I was standing in front doors to a tavern. There was a tunnel leading to deserts, and down the cliff there was a weird, eerie jungle. The tavern was surrounded with dense forests.

I entered the building, and found myself in some kind of a museum. I wandered for a while, watching exhibitions, and suddenly founding myself back at the cliff, staring at the grave. For some reason, I took my phone out of my pocket, and took a photo of it.

Bully

I was in my old school, wandering the corridors. I decided to go back to classroom, and sat down. Teacher told us that it was free day, so we could do anything we want inside the classroom. I looked around and saw my friends playing some games.

Suddenly a bully walked closer to me, and showed me a pack of chips. I said that I don't want to eat, but he insisted on, and spilled some on my desk. With nothing to do, I decided to just eat them. Later that day, bully told me to appear at fuel station with 1000000 dollars, or he'll beat me black and blue. Back in home, I thought about that, and about the fine hunting knife I received as a birthday gift.

Next day with my family we were driving to a city, stopping by at fuel station. I told them that we had a free day at school, but I haven't mentioned the bully part. I saw that guy waiting for me there, but I wasn't going to meet him, and waited in car until we drove away.

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

I had a lot of dreams last night... At one point I was helping some friends who got their kayak stuck in a river, I jumped around acrobatically and reached it, then pushed it down towards them. There was a wooden deck with a roof next to this river which we sat down on, my daughter sat on my lap and began singing to me while we were all just hanging out.

Another one is where I was with my close friends Sam and Daniel, I can't recall much but I think we were in a mall and were walking around into shops, I saw my mum there too while she was looking at jewelery..

A lot of familiar faces last night