non-lucid

So in my dream, I was with a group of people who were surviving during a zombie apocalypse. Things were going well and we weren't facing too many zombies that threatened the lives of the group members. But then out of nowhere we were met with a horde of zombies. I was dual-wielding an axe and short sword, and I fought as many as I could. But in the end we had to run away. We managed to escape and catch a breath, but a moment later we started hearing and feeling a large thump. We decided to cautiously check out what was going on, and it turned out not so great. We saw at a distance a gigantic robot traveling through the land. It's main body was round and spherical, and had long four legs at the bottom. It kind of resembled the daddy long legs spider, but this one was 2 stories tall. We also noticed that all the zombies in that horde from earlier were following it. I decided and told the group that It's not safe to stay nearby it, so we backed out and fled.

Then I woke up!

An earlier semi-lucid fragment - I'd been riding in a car someone else was driving, they took a turn much too fast and swung wildly into the next lane, and I was thinking to myself with some annoyance about how ridiculous dream driving can be sometimes.

There's two women locked up in a circular stone room with no apparent doors and a ceiling so high it can't be seen, like a well or a small tower. I get the impression they're a couple. They're both blonde, one with darker hair and wearing purple, the other with hair so light it's almost white. Hovering around the one in purple is this sort of little glowing gold ball; she's leaning towards the other one, who's unconscious, but who starts to softly glow when that glowing ball gets close to her. They're rescued by people who break through the wall - an old woman and several people I think of as Hunters who've been doing something with a fountain in the center of the room on the other side of the wall. The old woman looks at the hovering glowing ball and calls to the Hunters. "Got one more for you - two!" she adds when she sees that the unconscious woman is also glowing. As they get both the women free, the woman lifts this fancy white horn and says to the woman in purple, "It's yours." And then she quotes a riddle or poem or something similar that led them to this horn - "With the wit, the way." Wit turns out to have been a pun on wet, something to do with that fountain in the other room, and it's those two women locked up who'd figured it out.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a man trapped inside something like an enormous hourglass, tied to a chair in the bottom half. It's slowly filling with this black liquid. I'm following this from the POV of a man outside the hourglass, watching. This is something like a form of brainwashing - the man in the hourglass is on the other side of some conflict, and a serious threat, and we're turning him to our side. But as a 3rd person observer, I'm aware this is going to backfire; we seriously underestimated how insane that man was to begin with, so making him loyal to us doesn't actually mean he won't still be a threat to us.

Still as that same character who'd been watching the hourglass, I leave the room and go to meet a woman I work with for lunch. But just before we start eating, someone bursts in and stops us - the food's been drugged, something connected to that man I'd left in the hourglass. We leave with that person who burst in, and as we walk he's saying, "We all talk about the war, but does anyone remember what it was about?" We don't. He explains something to do with Skins - the gold or silver markings on our skin that remind the 3rd person observer side of me a little of circuits. Mine are gold, the woman I'm working with has silver; in earlier times, we'd have been on opposite sides of the war. We find this an uncomfortable concept.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm a young man walking around our castle at night with a girl from a visiting family. We're supposed to get married sometime in the next year or so if negotiations keep going well. Neither of us are supposed to be out of bed right now, but we both were sneaking around on our own and happened to meet up. Right now we're hiding behind a door, watching the leaders of our families talking in the next room. I'm thinking that the colors they're wearing make them both look like they're part of the same family; my family's colors are red, gold and black, but right now our patriarch's only wearing black, except for the sword pin at his throat, which I think of as "hardly red at all" - a dark red, nearly black.

There are two women sneaking around a castle at night. They'd been intending to escape and then come back when the vampires are asleep and destroy them, but they've just now realized that the vampires never sleep; and on top of that, they've just realized that one of the vampire women here is the exact same woman written about in Quincey's journal. Reading this journal is the thing that made them realize their hosts were some kind of monsters - they don't know very much about vampires at all except what they've read in this journal. So it's a shock to discover that the women in this castle don't age or die, and the idea that the monster in Quincey's journal still exists makes them feel like they can't win. At some point Ephesia is mentioned, a woman's name, though I can't remember whose. One of them suggests giving up on their plan, since it seems hopeless, and tries to convince herself that becoming one of them wouldn't be so bad.

i drempt i was going to coachella in san fran cisco with some family and friends. we got a ride there by a guy in is truck. we hopped in the back and shannon was rubbing my dck with her foot. it was the best game of footsies ever. we got there and my dad kept asking mell to smoke some pot. this probably would be a good indicator that its a dream.

anyway...i walked inside and to get to the actual concert there was like a lil circus you had to go through. there was all these bouncies andd stuff you had to go on before you could go and see the concert. that part was pretty sweet we jumped on the bouncies in pure joy.

i dont think we ever made it to the concert.

May 23, 2014: Dream 2 of two: I am seated alongside the hospital bed of a man I do not recognize. He has a minimally injured right hand which looks like a sprained or broken ring finger, because it is taped to his middle finger as a splint for support. Despite the tape, we shake hands and we talk as the two of us leave the room. We find ourselves standing on the red embroidered rug in the lobby of the Bellagio Hotel/Casino in Las Vegas. There is a small adorable puppy at my feet and I pick it up. It has that “new puppy” smell! The puppy belongs to the man with the injured finger. He says the puppy’s name is Clementine. He is not particularly fond of dogs, but I tell him I love this puppy. It is so cute! I secretly hope he will give it to me. I put Clementine down and it playfully romps with another, larger black dog, before the two of them playfully scamper off. When they are out of sight, I see my wife’s springer spaniel Lacey in the far distance coming towards me from the direction the two dogs ran off in.

I go to leave the casino/hotel. My car is parked in an outside lot, and is the only one visible in the deep dark of the un-illuminated lot. It is parked obliquely in front of where a rock band is set up, so I need to move the car. I get in, and Lynne appears in the passenger seat. A tall woman opens the hatch to the Nissan Pathfinder and puts in a large radio controlled helicopter which barely fits inside. A man (evidently the owner of the heli) yells to her from a distance about folding the blades, and it finally fits and she closes the hatch. I start to back up, but can’t see anything behind me that I might run into in the pitch black. The car gains more speed in reverse than I would like or is safe, and no matter how I pump on the brake with my right foot, it doesn’t slow appreciably. I switch to my left foot and also pull up on the hand parking brake. This slows us down and we finally stop. All the time the car is slowing down I am worried that we might hit something that could penetrate the rear hatch window and hurt me or Lynne, but the car finally comes to a stop without incident. I wake.

5/23/14

Last night, bed before 10pm - 4:45am

Was waking up like every hour, felt like I had enough sleep. Then fell asleep after 3 am and had hell of a time waking up to the alarm.

At first I though there were no dreams, but now I remember more and more

DR

I'm traveling on a bus with group of people. Now, we are in Turkey. Someone says Bulgaria, but I look at a store sign, and from abc it's clear, it's Turkey.

In a house with others, going through it through some trap doors, hidden rooms, twosted staircases, small openings...

Morning of May 22, 2014. Thursday.



I am in a small second-hand book store in an unknown location. There are two unknown females behind the counter which is nearly chest high. There is a table with at least eight piles of comic magazines to my right that, although seem a lot like Warren magazines in overall design are actually (fictional) black-and-white Avengers comic magazines which I have not seen before (possibly from the early 1980s). I put several on the counter to buy after going through the stacks, eventually adding up to about a dozen or more. The younger cashier on the right says that she will take off a certain amount of money from the total price if I buy more, so I look over what I had already put on the counter, and look more at the ones on the table. The total will probably be about $23.00 to $24.00 or somewhere around that range.

I read the title “Avengers” on each cover, but I start to focus on only the covers that feature Marvel’s Black Cat character, all in similar full-body layouts for the most part, although she looks more like DC’s Catwoman. Also, I call her “Black Widow” which is yet another character and more to do with the actual Avengers. There are at least a dozen or more of these magazines I decide to get and eventually decide to only get those that feature her on the cover. However, over time, I have to keep putting the covers back on. I notice that when I pick one up sometimes, the cover is missing and still on the table, which I then put back over the rest of the book. In addition to all that, some of the covers remind me (in overall style of art) of Silver Sable.

In the long run, I only refer to her as “Black Widow” in my dream even though it may be a version of the Black Cat though I do not wish to sound ignorant. The cashiers do not correct me if such is the case.

After this dream, I also realized it could have been relative to “The Avengers” television series, which is unrelated to Marvel’s Avengers. The title in my dream matched some stylized titles of the show.

I am walking through some sort of shop that reminds me of a grocery store, but where I can buy thoughts and states of mind. I order a bunch of loving thoughts. They arrive in the aspect of people. My mind has limited space, and all my thoughts are in the aspect of people, standing up, filling the space of my mind. I rearrange my thoughts to fit as much love in my mind as possible. Wanting more, I begin to drill for more space in my mind. Some of the thought people criticize my efforts, while others support it. I am not really paying much attention to either side as I drill.

There is a manned, and an unmanned option. I choose the manned drilling method, where I have to go down in the hole, and sit behind the hydraulic drill as I operate it by hand. There are lights on the drilling equipment so I can see, but it's still really dark in the hole. Suddenly, I realize everything is about to collapse and crush me. Before being smushed, I transform my minds of Love into super tough clothing that covers every part of me.

The world then crushes in on me, and I feel a strong pressure, but no pain. I see a vision of being in a hallway, with the roof fallen and crushing me. Covering myself with Love seems to have been a good idea in this apocalypse scenario. But it is still the end, and even though I feel comfortable and relaxed, I cannot move, and my life force gradually drains from my consciousness.

5/22/14

10:49 a.m. non-lucid

Dream my husband and I adopted a little boy while in Japan. At first he was ~3 yrs and needed a car seat, but then some point in the dream he was ~9 years old. Him adopting the boy made me feel like my husband finally accepted my fear of giving birth and wanting to adopt instead. I was a little worried what others would think, since we were young, but I already loved the boy.

Yoshi was driving, backing out of the parking lot, but I was telling him we need to put in his car seat first. Eventually we did and things were fine but I told him next time he needs to stop right away.

The little boy was actually born in America. We spoke both English and Japanese together. He looked either half or not Japanese at all, but had dark hair. I loved him as my own son. I wondered how to enroll him in school in America.

In the following dream I dream journaled the dream above and then transitioned into the next dream, which was also set in Japan.

In this dream, I was babysitting the girl I nanny while in Japan. During part of the dream, I was watching My Little Pony with the girl. Her father commented why are there only girls in the new generation of MLP. I commented back, you only say that because you're not used to women as rulers and the majority. He and the girl's mom laughed and he admitted that's true. The girl's mom says she doesn't get why young adults like MLP, and then comments at least it's better than the filth on Adult Swim. Then she apologizes and says, oh, but don't you like MLP. She asks whether I really like it or am sending a message through liking it. I was unsure how to answer, but thought in the dream both.

a bunch of people were out from smif when Joel told me he had never submitted my application. i got really upset and told him i was really offended as i had expected he had turned in my resume. i assumed they had viewed it. then i wheeled on him at the dinner table and people got madd at me for disrupting the dinner. afterwords i tried to submit my application at tthe dinner table

next part i was on like an island or some place with a bunch of guys. we all were apparently enlisting into the military. we were trying to pass the basic training. i cant remember exactly how it went but at one point we were all looking through the scope of a sniper zooming in on people. we all passed the recruitment and got backpacks from the army afterword.

i remember being out floating on a lank, but the land had really strong currents and sucked me away to the other side of the canyon. i was trying to reach mellisa who was on the other side. she floated over to me real quick and we layed on the sand next to eachother. i loved that. she showed me through her bonaculars this huge cavana type thing that these dudues were sitting under. she fired a warning shot at them so they would leave her property..

later i got searched by some guy who was related to mellisa. he hand cuffed me and searched my really thourugly some of the spots tickled. they let me out afterword and they were all like oh wow his luagh sounds just like sos an so.

then after Matt jajeh and i were hanging ou[t and a lmo pulls up for the prom..jaq warner and her sister jen get in. the limo had very little space so i was actually really close to jaq. then i saw jaq had a presnt which she thanked me for, then iwas like wtf i didnt get you a present. but then i riead this card which had like a farewell letter to it...it was talkinga bout how i was going to relapse and was basically a suicide note but instead of suicide it was a relapse note. i wrote this on jaquelines gift bag.

later we were all at a roaller coaster ride and the guy strapped me in really weirdly so that my head facing the the wrong direction as if i was strapped on a torture board. it was a really funny ride, then after the ride there was a video game portion where u had to skateboard off and up the rapm, i couldnt get enough speeed though and i lost the rrace.

afterwrod jackie warner took us on this trippy psychedlic ride that went through all this weird aciidy shit like bat caves that glowed and weird rocky strucgures

5.22.14

Last night bed before 10pm - 5:40am

DR 12:30am

I memorized this dream when I woke up, then retold everytime I woke up, still remembered when I sat down in the morning to write it down, but had something more pressing to do, and now I don't remember it.

DR later on
A large group of people, mostly kids. We are walking someplace to escape. The territory is hostile. All kinds of weird things. We come up to an elevated train track. We are walking on the right side of it. There is some kind of a cloth attached to it, which makes a tunnel alongside the tracks. We are walking through it. A modern, electric train comes up and it acts like cartoon train. It's alive. It wants to hurt us. So I tell everybody we need to walk slowly, so we don't move the cloth, and breathe quietly, coz the train is looking for us. If he finds us, he will dump some hot or dangerous liquid on us.

DR
We are paddling on a shallow lake, that looks like waters around Miami. (Watched a few episodes of Burn notice last night, just before bed). There are aligators attacking the boat and we are hitting them with paddles. Further down, less water, almost dry, not sure if still in the boat. But now we are hitting some green, mamba looking snakes on the head.

DR
We are escaping through hostile house. Again group of people, mostly kids. We find all kinds of openings to squeeze through. I think we are much smaller in size, or something is really weird. A woman shows up, she lives there. One of the kids goes into kids room, sits on a bed full of plush animals and says that he wants to stay there, not escping anymore. We tell him it's a deception, it's a bad house, we know he is tired from running, but he can't stay there.

I'm talking with all my friends about how people have a difficult time finding a person to love, and when they do, unimportant things such as physical appearance can get in the way. Then I mention something about the possibility of finding someone who you're not only emotionally / personalityally attracted to, but also physically, and then you needn't worry about that.

After I finish saying that, I look around, and am outside at night, standing in a circle of friends, on some grass. It is warm out, and the sky is amazingly speckled with stars. To my left is a girl I have a crush on irl. We make eye contact, and I grab onto her hand. She begins spinning me around her holding onto my hand. My feet are off the ground as I fly in circles around her. I tell her it's making me dizzy, but I don't want to stop.

I'm talking with my dad and step mom, about the benefits and detriments of technology. I tell them how, "Our technological gadgets aren't free, someone has to make them." and how it's kind of a hoarding of resources that doesn't actually help us. Sure it saves us time and makes things more convenient, but without any technological gadgets at all, we wouldn't have so much stuff to do, making the need to save time absurd. While our conveniences only serve to make us weaker, instead of stronger, as it is difficult things that increase our strength, whether physically or mentally. Being able to just press a button to turn on a machine that does what we want for us, encourages us to just sit around, and be inactive. Being inactive, our muscles whither away, and our minds lose their edge. However, there are indeed many applications for our technological gadgets where we would be unable to do something without them. But these applications too are also unnecessary, as all we really need is food, water, air, and shelter. None of which require gadgetry. As I tell them of this position against technology, a look comes over their faces as if they've never heard this argument before.

I am walking through a forest when I spot a Hippopotamus not too far away from me. I think, "wow, a Hippo!" and then it charges straight towards me. Recalling how dangerous they are, and that they've been known to eat people, I take off running as fast as I can in the opposite direction.

Ducking under trees, and going around larger trees, I hear the hippo smash through all in its way, barreling towards me at a very high speed. I duck under some thicker brush, and go around a few more trees, and spot a group of wooden huts nearby, and cloth tents a few hundred feet ahead, behind some more trees.

I dive into one of the huts, the door of which is so low, that despite my crawling into it, I knock one of the logs down from the top of the door. I place the log on the bottom of the door to hide my view from the hippo, and look around the inside of this hut. It is so low to the ground, that I can't go any higher than the prone position, and there are 6 total entrances / exits evenly spaced around the walls, allowing a clear view inside. But it is dark, so I feel comfortably hidden.

After some time, I feel it is time to check to see if it's safe to exit the hut. I look out one of the back doors, and see a bunch of cameras all around. One of which is pointing right at me, with a red light on a light post under it. I slowly crawl further and further out, looking around the outside of the hut towards where the hippo was, and see its tail swing back and forth. Suddenly, it gets up and starts running right towards me.

I grab another log and block one of the larger entrances, to conceal myself further, and watch as the hippo runs past this hut. I not notice another door that provides a clear view to me, and grab the last log I just used to block the other entrance.

The hippo starts running back before I can set it down, so I hold it up to the door and slowly rotate it to face the hippo, being behind it the whole time. This doesn't trick her, and she charges the hut. I drop the log and scramble out of the door before she plows through the wall and ends up in the center of the hut, confused and trapped briefly.

I hear my mom yell to me, "I have groceries, where are you?" I try to yell back to her, but I have a whole bunch of random crap in my mouth. I pull two retainers, and a mouth guard out of my mouth, but still can't seem to make any words. I see her walk up to me now, and I bang on a log, pointing at the hippo, giving her a look that says, "Get out of here". I finally find words, and yell, "Run!"

The hippo breaks out of the collapsed hut and charges at me again. I run towards home, throwing nearby logs into the hippo's face to try and deter her, but it doesn't seem to phase her at all. As I pass grocery bags my mom has dropped or left for me, I grab large canned goods, and throw those into the hippo's face as well, but this too doesn't stop her.

With no where else to go, I run into the garage with the hippo close behind. I open the door to the basement and run inside. Before I can shut the door, the hippo is inside with me. My dog barks at her, as she looks around the room briefly before continuing her charge at me.

I run up the stairs, yelling to my mom, "Hippos can't go up stairs, we should be safe here." But no sooner did I get those words out of my mouth than I see the hippo galloping up the stairs behind me. I attempt to close the basement door on her, but it is very flimsy, and has a window that she is staring at me through. She starts pushing the door, and door frame out of position, so I open it to avoid unnecessary damage to the house, and run through the living room and out the door to the back porch.

The hippo still right behind me, I loop back into the garage, running past a moose who is just standing there, watching all this. Hippo still at my heels, I run into the basement and up the stairs to the living room as fast as I can. I tell my mom to watch out, as I stand in the doorway to the back porch with the door open, and watch the basement door.

Moments later, I see the hippo's head round the corner. Seeing me, she charges again. I stand still until a moment before impact, and jump, pushing myself off of the hippo's head, jumping clear over her, as her momentum carries her outside the house and down the porch. I quickly close the door behind her as thoughts race through my mind such as, 'I hope she doesn't try to charge back in through this door' and 'How am I going to get that moose out of our basement?'

I look at my mom and tell her, "I feel like Steve Erwin."

I am supposed to kill a woman who is with me, but before I can even think about that, I am attacked by each type of Halo alien from the game. Luckily I have a rocket launcher, a rail gun, and a machine gun with me, and manage to fight them off. Nearly out of ammo, a large machine that fires a rail gun comes in, and starts shooting at me.

I see that I had 2 team mates, but they didn't survive the first waves. Now out of ammo for all but the rail gun, I shoot this machine so many times with it, until it finally collapses.

A second one comes in, and I use the rest of the rail gun ammo, as I dodge its shots to finish it off. I am now completely out of ammo.

The woman shows me to some bricks I could use to smash her head, but I don't want to kill her. I then find a large knife in my pocket, and she tells me to cut her throat. She then grabs me and we start dancing in a dark room, filled with strangers. She puts the my hand with the knife to her neck, and tells me to do it, but I decline.

Some people pull at the knife I am holding, trying to get it away from me, but I hold onto it, and continue to dance with this woman. I put the knife in its sheath, and pull a paper out of my pocket.

I am now back in the room with Halo monster corpses all around, and a greenish blue lighting coming from somewhere. A friend of mine takes the paper from my hand and stabs at a woman's face on it, telling me to do the same to this woman. I poke a few holes in the paper, and then notice that I don't see the woman anywhere on the page.

I flip the paper over, and it has the Starcraft tech tree on the back, showing all the units and buildings for each of the 3 races, including a video of the Protoss destroying a Terran base. I explain to someone which race each of the units belongs to, and they are confused by the Zerg operated Terran units. I start to explain how the queen can infect a command center.

I'm standing in a green field, with the sun overhead. I encounter a girl and a feeling of love washes over me. We grab each other and kiss. She then looks slightly surprised and tells me, "I didn't think you had it in you."