non-lucid

I'm driving on a highway with a lot of curves and exit ramps. I don't seem to know where I'm going and I'm driving so fast I can't really comprehend everything I'm passing. Then I'm driving out in the country near where we turn to go to my mother in law's house. The car's battery runs out and the car just slows down and splutters to a halt on the side of the road. I have our huge yellow flashlight we save for emergencies with me and am walking along the road; it's nighttime. Some old man with gray hair and a beard is out walking his dog. He tries to get me to make out with him and I decline. I say that I'm sick and cough for good measure. He asks me why I'm out and I say the car battery died. I turn back to the car and it is Barbie car-sized. I think I insert some toy sized batteries in it and put my right hand on top rolling the Prius back and forth like I'm playing in a sandbox.

I'm smoking weed with a few of my friends & for some reason they let a little annoying kid who rides my bus & goes to my high school smoke with us. This kid takes like 3 or 4 hits and I'm finally fed up trying to like snatch the blunt from him. My best friend Seth was sitting next to me and he was telling me to chill tf out. I said "This kid's stupid. He takes like a shit ton of hits and he's going to pass the roach." Seth is telling me "Maa-an this kid does take a lot of hits but his hits are like mouse hits." So the leader figure of the Stoner group in my dream says something like "That's one brave kid to be taking a bunch of hits of that. That's some guh-ud shit." I wanted a couple hits tho but I had one hit earlier and I was starting to feel it.

I went to class & I was no longer high. These girls started picking on me. Eventually, I hooked up with one girl named Shari. I always thought of Shari as a friend but in all honesty, she rejected me last year when I hit her up on Facebook. So anyways, we're at a restaurant and she starts talking to me and talking about getting married (moving a bit fast aren't we?) so I'm not sure if I like the idea so much. I get up from the table to just walk around and think for a second but I realize that she's like one of those movie woman where they're like bat shit and I have to do what she says or she'll kill me or cut off my penis or my hands or some other sick shit. She followed me to the water fountain (which is where I walked to ) and asked me if I'd propose one day. I obviously said yes. I woke up after another dream that I can't quite remember all the details about but in this dream I was riding my friend's dog for some reason.

The Chosen One
Im on a beach and I can see a old style ship. It's decent sized, estimating at around 20x10. They seem old school in the way they operated the ship. It was all powered by man power. Two men were rowing at the front side of ship, and the controller was around the middle. Majority looked of Asian descent. I must have got there attention. I had a talk with someone on the ship about something.

I'm now with another male, being lead by a female. We reach a house and I'm chosen out of the two of us. I'm unsure what's going on at this point, but start to realize that I may be able to have sex with her. We're in the bathroom and I really need to have a poo in the toilet. Eventually she leaves the bathroom and I get to business. I make sure I spray near the toilet as it smells pretty bad.

I'm walking towards the lounge room, where I see her on the couch, I've gotta mention that she's pretty good looking and I want to please. I begin doubt my performance, and panic that I may blow my load too quickly. I see her with a blanket over the top of her and decide to start from the bottom to the top. I'm naked at this point and begin to suck her toes, but I seem to have trouble doing so. I seem to be rubbing my face on her foot instead of sucking on her toes. Some sucking and some face rubbing going on. I think about mounting her and tease her a little.

I see either another female or the same one i was with, not sure. It seems that another scenario, like the one I was in where 1 was chosen, except both guys were chosen by the looks of it. They seemed pretty happy guys.

Side Notes
Even though I only remembered 2 dream last night, I deeply and completely accept myself, and i remember all my dreams tonight

Even though I forgot to recall majority my dreams upon awakening, I deeply and completely accept myself, and I recall my dreams upon awakening tonight

I think I need to simplify these mantras in a different way, but will continue with them for a while.

Had a massive anxiety attack when waking up throughout night. Also felt as I was going to choke when I swollowed. I did some EFT which took the edge off the anxiety.

All I remember are strange water pools where the water flowed in a circle in each pool before going to the next pool. I could tell the water did this because there were fallen brown leaves in the water. The water was dark blue at the edges of the pool, but cyan near the center. On the outsides of the pool, there was nothing grass on light brown dirt.

One name stands out in my memory of my dream. The name is "Maeriberi Han". I think she had a prominent role in my dream.

Conference aftermath
I'm at work in a huge conference room. People are setting up for a presentation. Later, after everything is over, most of the room is cleaned up, leaving only a couple of six-foot folding tables pushed together. I'm sitting with some guys, eating. At the other end of the table, a group of people sits down and starts to play You Don't Know Jack. I move closer to them to listen in.

Later, it's just me, Ben C, and Bob Ba. I end up splitting some gigantic wings and legs between us, getting rather greasy hands in the process. Later, I put a small car (toy car?) under/on the table for Bob to be his ride home. He'd been planning to take a different car, so my having this one for him actually complicates things.


Dining hall experience
I'm in a dining hall with a friend. Before going through the line, we head to the restroom. Now we're in the restroom. It's huge, and there's a waist-high wall making a kind of "maze" to get to the urinals. We end up fairly close to each other. As I'm relieving myself, an attendant - female ! - comes by and does something under me. When I look down, I realize she's turned on a bidet, and there's a stream of water shooting up at me. I jump back in surprise and shock, and I feel pretty weird where it was hitting me. Now we're back in the dining hall, about to go through the line; but I realize I don't have pants on. I must have left them in the bathroom! I dash back that way to find them, and I look around as I do, but no one seems to have noticed me. I find them in the hall outside the bathroom, which I think is kind of odd. I return to the line and end up a couple of people behind my friend. This seems to be a pay-first dining hall.

Now I'm walking along with my wife, talking about leaving this place, describing the roads around here. I point to one nearby exit and tell her where it goes, then describe another one a level down which puts you on a road with a pedestrian lane running in the middle. I tell her that neither drivers nor pedestrians know what to do with it, that it's a terrible idea. She comments that it's the kind of idea Mrs Bo would have come up with.

Now I'm walking around downtown with her. I don't see a pedestrian lane, but I do see one for the trolley. We pass a strange storefront - black, but very strange architecture - and toke a closer look. It's announcing upcoming plays. As we're looking, I hear bells start to ring. I find the one nearby and realize it's some kind of remote gizmo that has dozens of copies across the city as part of a promotional from a music store. Eventually, my phone alarm [which sounds kind of like bells] wakes me up.


Fragments
Something about creating keyframes in real life somehow related to my second and third daughters. I'm working with three tracks. Two are easy, and one harder but still doable.

I was entering a palace standing atop an enormous cliff. I went from the road, looking at the sea from the edge of cliff, and went straight an old wooden bridge into the palace. It was rich, built with white marble, dark yellow rock, and decorated with silver ornaments.

It was in really good state. It looked like it was just built, but there was nothing inside. It was empty. I went from the main chamber to the side hall, and entered side chambers. I saw students gathering, and teacher told me to do something with audio equipment.

I went to the chamber where the equipment was placed, and saw some classmates there. They were hostile, but let me do my thing and go away. I returned to the bridge, and started to climb down the cliffs. I saw some people runnig on the beach.

Suddenly a a tractor with gigantic load of bags filled with grain appeared. I tried to climb up the bags, to reach the top of highest cliff, but suddenly the bags opened and I've fallen into the water. I went back to the shore, gathered people and equipment, and started to take grain out of water with shovels.

In some small early 20th century village, I'm the youngest in a family of three sons, and for years now it's been expected that I'll marry the neighbor's youngest daughter when we grow up - we've always been good friends. In the previous scene we'd all been sitting around my family's dinner table; now I've gone to meet her down by the river, which is so full of plants it gives the impression you could walk across them like a bridge. The girl's here waiting, but before I go to meet her, I'm distracted by another girl, a stranger, standing in the center of the river. The observer side of me thinks, I have to remember this.

Her hair is probably blonde, but it's so matted and dirty that it's hard to tell. She's dressed in old-fashioned men's clothes, a shapeless and colorless coat over a blue velvet waistcoat with a pattern of rosebuds. Then I realize that while I've been focusing on remembering the details of her appearance, I've been missing the conversation the character side of me is having with her. I drop back to focus on what the character side of me is doing.

Years later, but near that same river. One of my brothers is handing me a silver pocket watch that belongs to our father, and telling me that he's in Madrid - they've known this all along, apparently. My brothers got me to come back here on the pretense that our father's missing - I'm annoyed but not surprised to find that was a lie. There's a woman here, somehow connected to that girl in the river but not the same person, and something about biting down on a chain, and her little fangs.

I'm carrying one end of a wooden box through what looks like an abandoned house, with that woman holding the other end - it's not particularly large or heavy, just large enough to be awkward for one person. I'm looking at our hands on the box, close enough to be nearly touching. Her nails look thick and discolored, greyish; there's blood ingrained around the nail, but I'm thinking that the blood's not what's causing the dark greyish appearance, since there's blood all over my hands too.

That woman is kissing me and holding me in place, not letting me turn my head to see what's going on, telling me not to move when I try to. Something is very wrong. There's other people here; the observer side of me recognizes this moment and I switch to third person to avoid it. The scene still continues in front of me, they kill her, but I don't see much of it, focusing on remembering the earlier scenes.

I remember having two long dreams, but forgot most of them. I have fragments of a village where I worked in a pub/bar/restaurant, where most of the patrons were friends/acquiantances. At some point I asked if I could go home, and they let me. Then I proceeded to burn down/smashing as many houses/businesses as I could, killing as many as possible. Yeah...

(Details are sketchy due to going over notes to late)

Charlies Kitten
I'm seeing this crazy dude, he seems pretty unstable. He ends up going into a cell.
I'm looking at a naked female on a chair. I soon realize she is a transgender as he begins to hump some kind of bird cage looking thing. I only got a quick glimpse of the bird cage and I was anticipating when he would reintroduce the cage again.

I'm at a random location inside somewhere. I can see my cat Charlie up on his scratching post. He sees me and begins to get off the post, but I quickly walk over to him so he would stay on it. He eventually jumps down. I notice a small kitten, it must be Charlies baby. Its a lot smaller then it should be. Charlie rolls over onto his stomach, and I place the kitten near his stomach so it could feed. I look over into the poach that's connected to his post and it seems worn down, to the point where I could see some plastic thing sticking up. I fill the poach with some powdery substance, with a bit of laundry powder. Either someone or Charlie was telling me that I shouldn't do that, but I did it anyways. Charlie said that's how he's done all his pregnancies. I noticed that there is more kittens around Charlie, and that they're bigger then before. Dad mentioned something about only being able to have 2 kittens out of the litter.

Nat Mc Decision
I was at someone house playing poker with Nat Mc, and brother was watching. At some point someone decided to go ALL IN against Nat. She wasn't sure what to do, and asked me for advice. I told her he played the hand well, as there is a flush on the board, which would beat her hand. I said I would fold, but said to go with your instinct. As I said that, she instantly calls and ends up winning. I had a feeling of not liking that I was wrong.

I'm messaging the guy that has to do with horses ?Name?. I can see a man standing on his horse? I begin to think of asking him what he was up to for new years celebrations, but didn't want to ask cause I hardly knew the guy and he would think I was trying to organize something with him. I can see UFC spoilers, and I try and avoid it.

Side Notes
Even though I remembered one dream last night, I deeply and completely accept myself, and I remember all my dreams tonight.
Even though I forget to recall my dreams upon awakening, I deeply and completely accept myself, and I recall my dreams upon awakening tonight.

I remembered to recall upon awakening once or twice, but not straight away.

Just going to write down some of the things I remember as I remember them, this is in chronological order. Try not to laugh, haha.

In my dream, I just woke up from it, I received a motorcycle from my father. We went on a ride through Europe, and I think we went from my country through France and ended up in Portugal. I went for a pee break in an alley and some guy came up to me and attacked me, I hit him over the head and left. The setting changed to an old looking town with tall houses, and I was walking with my little group, including my father and little brother. Details I noticed were that there were drawers filled with meat (hamburgers and sausages, raw) where some windows were supposed to be. It was nighttime.

We ended up walking through an archway, a tall church over us, looking pretty imposing. There was a river ahead of us, and as we walk towards it, a bicycle races past us, hitting a small ramp and flying over the channel, before riding out of sight. My little brother said "I can do that", took a very short running start on a bicycle that was there, going on the same ramp and painfully hitting the paved wall on the other side of the channel. He wades back over to my side, dripping wet, saying "damn, I was wearing watertight shoes." I reply, saying he wasn't going very fast. A small figure appears, saying "it wasn't a boy who jumped after all, it was a girl!" A little boy appears, who introduces himself as Emmanuel. He explains that he was taught by someone to jump bikes, and makes big gestures as he says his approach speed was 700 kmph. For some reason he writes the number 10 in the air, first in numbers, then letters.

And that's the last I remember before waking up. There were more dreams, one of which I remember was before I woke up in the middle of the night, but I know no details. My sleep was pretty bad, I had trouble falling asleep, woke up after 3 hours, again after 6, and now after 10. What else should I write down in my dream journals? I'm pretty new to this.

I'm writing dreams from two nights, 'cause I forgot to do so yesterday.

#007
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I was playing Super Mario (again...). There was a level near a dirty sea. I've had a bucket from Minecraft and there was something purple near the sea. I used the bucket on it and on the water. It mixed with water and disappeared after some time, leaving clear water. I used this method to clean a huge portion of the sea. I don't remember how but I died on this level and started again. I cleaned the sea as before and went to a destroyed building. There was a Shine Sprite which I collected. And that was the end of the level.
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#008
[dream]
I was watching some videos on YouTube and talk to someone. Next I was writing on some forum, that a song started playing in my head. The song's lyrics were something about God and something... I don't remember, because the text that I wrote was changing. (Like it almost always happens in dreams.)
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I was dreaming I was in another continent with mom and sis. We were staying in the middle of... nowhere? Desert? We were charting our course.

[25-05-2015] Portal to a harbor city

With mother and younger sister we went to a local cinema. Younger sister was wearing a costume of wonder woman, I had a trenchcoat and my mother was wearing casual clothes. We entered the Screen 1 room. It was a small room, with wooden benches and lights out. We sat down as the movie started to play.

Suddenly I've got sucked inside the movie. The projection showed a short scene of me and my relatives coming back from a city. Brother asked me to park a car in the garage, which I've done quickly, maneuvering between dog and grandma. When I placed the car in the garage, I got sucked into another scene.

I was a lone wanderer. I travelled from a small village into enormous cursed city, where I found a portal to another realm. I entered it quickly and found myself in medieval harbor city. I was standing on the edge of platform, looking at the sea lands.

I walked the poor, empty streets of harbor city, going to an entrance. Then I saw warriors taking control over the place. Then I saw someone similar to one dude from my class, and said "What!? You've gave up!? People, you don't know what you did! This guy is a badass! He saved the world... and killed dragons!"

Suddenly I changed into that person, and took a short sword into my hands. With quick moves I killed all the warriors and freed the city and myself. I went back to look at the sea land, and saw coral-like creatures jumping over the water.

When they contacted the water, they changed into another forms. One changed from blue to red, and received a long leg. The other one was white, and turned into a statue. I ran to the place from where I come, to the entrance of a portal.

I saw two monks and one of the coral-like creatures, but bigger and more humanoid. Monks when watching as he comes clouser said with amusement "Concalcius! You're back!" It had fingers of different colours, and looked at the whit one for a while, saying "I hold power... I hold life."

[26-05-2015]

I was walking with group of friends in high mountains, when suddenly a white griffin appeared and captured one of them.

I forgot much, but one fragment lingers: a recurring dream in which I kind of forgot I live alone, and sleep at my old parent's home for a few days instead. I reluctantly told my dad I was going back home after today. I know why I have this dream so often. Living alone can be pretty lonely, just me and my computer. I like being around people, even if it means having less independence.

On second thought, another fragment. I was in a very large room, where many people from throughout my life were assembled - people that have probably never met each other, like from school, work, hobbies, ...
Nathan was there (back from high school), talking to some other guy (from work? Another school?). I, uh, think that at one point, he grabbed my throat while making a joke about me.

I had somehow or other been taken to this remote location that was named to be some kind of summer camp but was really more like Juvy or Prison. The camp was in the woods, on top of a hill in the middle of nowhere. The outer are of the camp, all of the property that they owned was fenced off by a chain-link fence with barbed wire. The inside wall was a high concrete wall with four guard towers at the corners.

In the camp there were four Quonset huts that were the different dorms. Each dorm had slightly different uniforms and rules, and was for a different personality type (They were kind of like the Hogwarts Houses). There was a cafeteria building, a couple classrooms, and an administration building where security guards met and guarded the whole building.

The Head Master (who looked kind of like like Kim Jong Un) came out and told everyone that he made a deal with them. Since his camp was really strict, he would use deadly force on anyone caught trying to escape. But, if they made it past the outer fence, he would call off his guards and leave, because clearly, anyone good enough to try and escape and get out was too strong willed for them to contain.

I remember us having uniforms at the camp. Not really much to say about them, they were kind of generic, suit and necktie for boys and dress for girls.

I don't remember much about the content of the camp, what we learned. Some of the stuff was basic school stuff, math, science, etc. Some of it was stuff designed to brainwash us into thinking that our leader (the headmaster of the camp) was great. I also took note of the fact that they fed students very generously and had not physical education program, and that students who had been around awhile had grown to be quite pudgy. I figured this was part of what made it harder to escape.

I do remember going to the class a couple of times. The teacher was a stern old witch and the class was taught in a very old-fashioned looking classroom. I remember class went on for many hours each day, though the material that was covered was fairly elementary.

I remember classtime was important, particularly to people who were planning escapes. It gave us hours where we could plan things. Most of the books we were given had extra blank pages to make them look thicker and more educational, and disguise the amount of actual content in them. These could be easily and quietly removed one at a time giving you free paper to write notes to students that you otherwise wouldn't have.

Others insisted on using mealtime to make escape plans and relay information. Like I said, the food here wasn't the best. It seemed like their intention was to fatten students up with the amount of doughnuts, pies, rolls and mac-n-cheese they were always serving us, and something about some of the dishes tasted really off. There were probably some horrible mind-control chemicals or something in them. Though there were foods I found good, particularly the apples that they always had in a bowl at the end of the counter. They were picked from an apple tree just inside the concrete wall by a small patch of bush. It was the only place in the camp that was not mowed.

And just about everyone I talked to wanted to get out or tried making escape plans. I remember being in the bathroom of my dorm building (It was the only place that there were never any security guards.) A dark, dirty and stinky place. The dorm was also co-ed so there were boys and girls sharing a bathroom. It seemed as though those of us freshman. (People who had been here just a couple months, or had just arrived) Were much more inclined to hatching escape plans than our seniors. Probably because more of the seniors had been brainwashed or realized that escape was futile.

I do remember not any more than a couple days after I got there, the sophomores tried to escape. Nearly the entire class was in on it. I remember watching from the window at my dorm. I knew their plan was to sneak onto the food truck that delivered to the cafeteria and hide in the empty boxes and sit back as the food truck drove them away. They had actually invited me to join as well, but I declined them telling them I would get out later. I was glad I didn't join up with them, because the plan ended up failing, they were caught by the guards.

Did I mention the levels of punishment here? Level one, for just a minor one time thing was just a harsh scolding. If you did something against the rules on purpose, you were paddled. If a big violation earned you public whipping, and formulating or attempting escape plans earned you death. The leaders of the team were put to death, while most of the other students got off with a whipping. (Moreso because they didn't want to kill off the entire sophomore class.)

Yeah, I was going to escape. But I was gonna come up with my own plan, one that I knew could not fail. But first, I was going to need intel and I was going to need to get in good with the headmaster. Intel was the easy part. I remember this short black girl who seemed to know an awful lot about the school and was great at channeling information. I asked her to send all that she knew to me in code.

Getting in good with the headmaster guy took some sucking up. Trying in the classes. I even wrote a short speech about how great he was for extra credit. This got me major points with him, but made me lose trust with some of the students thinking I had been brainwashed. The black girl didn't lose trust in me though, she knew it was all part of my plan.

The one other thing I had to watch out for was the way the school caused people to fall out of shape by serving carb-laden foods and the lack of a phys-ed program. This was easy, I would go into the bathroom during the middle of the night and practice martial arts, that coupled with just staying away from the weird-tasting food kept me in fighting shape for the day of my escape.

At one point, I found out an alternate escape route. Originally I was going to get out the front gate, but I found that by the apple tree and the one area of plant growth inside the wall; if you were to sneak in there, there was a small hole somebody had dug beneath the concrete wall. It was difficult to fit through, but I managed to do so. On the other side was a sheer drop-off about 50 feet of clifface. This was where the camp/prison place drained all of their water and there was a small stream running out of the base of the mountain.

There was also a rope bridge along with many platforms that connected the trees in the forest that lay beyond. You had to jump from platform to platform, but they led you about halfway out to barbed wire chain-link fence. The funny thing was, I could even see a hole in that from where I was standing. I was also paying attention to the drainage pipe. It was more than big enough to crawl out of. It was big enough for someone short like me to walk out of.

There was a male student sitting on one of the platforms fishing with a makeshift pole. He told me that this was an escape route he had made to help students get out. It all seemed a little bit too good to be true, and I thought that there was no way it could be this easy, or many more students would have done it a long time ago. Sure enough, it was a trap to see if I would escape or if I was loyal, and by refusing to escape, I had proven my loyalty.

It was a few days later. The other students thought that my escape had failed and that I had been punished. I told them that was not the case and showed them a drawing of the escape platforms in the woods and told them about the trap. I then went outside and sat under the apple tree. All of the other growth had been mowed and cut down, but the apple tree remained. I helped myself to one when the Headmaster showed up. He congratulated me for remaining loyal and doing well in my classes. He took note of the fact that I was not wearing my uniform necktie, but didn't seem to care.

He got up to leave, but I dropped the apple I was going to eat. He picked it up for me. It was a shame too, he started to seem like a nice guy, and it was time for my escape plan, too.

I lunged at him from behind. I wrapped my necktie around his head, gagging him. I put a couple of sharp pencils to his neck. The guards noticed as I started walking him around to through the dorms to the front gate. I told the guards to open the gate and they did. Just outside the main gate, I let the man go, but left the necktie gag on.

"Good Game!" I sneered at him, and got into my parents' green van that had been left in the parking lot. I got the emergency key and drove off.

...

I was hunted by some of his guards. (He didn't keep his promise.) I remember I stopped at a gas station and the guards tried to disintegrate the van using laser guns. I had to get into an old white car in order to get away.

There was also some alternate part of the dream where the platforms in the woods were not a trap created by the headmaster, but rather the test you needed to pass in order to graduate.