non-lucid

I was driving with Desirae back home from a suburban neighborhood. She was going pretty fast and I tell her there's a cop behind us. She doesn't see him because he's in a civilian van but I can see his badge. We had ordered McDonald's but the drinks got delivered to some house in another suburban neighborhood so we went there. Once we arrived, we stopped at the house, the cop pulled up and started going into the house, which was his. I notice he's with Valencia County. We tell him about the drinks and after a while, he comes out with them and with one hand, gives me the drink and the other hand he shakes my hand. It threw me off guard. I'm suddenly in his house and get my keys to leave. I struggle with getting the right key but get it eventually. I'm in my car and notice Desirae already left and the guy motions me to go away. There's a green van that pulls up and I assume it's his wife. I start driving and am in Belen on Reinken and Main street. It's dark because all the lights are off and it's real cloudy with black clouds, like if it's going to rain. Someone tells me never to come by again and I assume it's the cop but notice it's another person. I think that's werid and that he might be hiding something so I decide to become a private investigator.
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I was riding around on a bicycle and appeared in Venezuela. I had music playing and was trying to find out how to get to my uncle's autoshop but got lost in some alley. I eventually made it out of the alley and onto a mansion where my family lived. I was riding my bike on the roof and made it into the mansion through a window. My family had just finished eating and they said that my mom had just left and after that, everyone started leaving.
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I was in my old apartment in Venezuela and was arguing with Desirae about something. Anders Breivik was there and he was helping her destroy my bike. I got pissed and went into my room, where Anders pulled out a gun and shot at me 3 times. I freaked out, grabbed my ar, chambered a round, and called the cops telling them what happened. I leaned out of my doorway and shot a girl who was coming at me with a knife. I camped out in my room because I thought Anders might be waiting for me in the living room or kitchen. Eventually, the cops caught anders outside the apartment somewhere. I think I had a false awakening during this dream.

I wanted to die.

I was with my friends and we arranged a date to die. We told our parents and they accepted our decision. Eventually, we arrived at this pond/mini lake/idk what to call it. It was me, Niki, Aubrey, Brittany, and Dani. Two of them tried drowning themselves but it didn't work so we arranged another date. This time, we would jump off a cliff together. It took a bunch of delays, but eventually we arrived at this cliff. All our parents were there, crying. But it was like they accepted it. They would let us kill ourselves. During this dream, I woke up several times but would fall back asleep and return to it. Unfortunately, we never got to jump. But I would have loved to..

Let's run away
To a place no one can find us
Because no one would dare to look
Where we are going
There is no pain, no fear
A place so far away
No one could reach us
Once we leave
We will never be able
To come back
Because
You can't come back
From death

12.2.2014
This is a non-lucid dream but by far one of the most realistic longest dreams I have recently had (it felt as if lasting 2 days). In order not to insult anyone I will just call the country that the place I live at got attacked by "Country X".

It all starts out in my living room. It is just a casual day as I sit on the sofa with my Mum and Dad watching TV. Everybody is quite calm, but my mood is a little bit excited for some yet unknown reason. I suddenly stand up, apporach the window and see an old city center a few hundered meters away (that's not the view I normally see when looking out of this window!). Between the old buildings which are built of wood and clay right on a cobbled road there are many soldiers dressed in their dark green and brown uniforms. Everyone of them looks quite young and they are all armed. Using my binoculars I recognise that they are from Country X as they start running towards our town. I become totally scared as the army approaches, but my parents' mood doesn't seem to change as they just tell me to keep calm. I can't believe that they are not worried as I suddenly here people shooting. A few seconds later two of my best friends and a couple of neighbours appear at the door and want to come into our house. I can see the fear in their eyes as they have obviously heard the shots as well. We talk about the situation as all of a sudden a biting and disgustingly horrible smell a bit like chlorine seems to enter our nostrils. It dawns on me that we are attacked with phosgene which is a poisonous gas used in World War I. The feeling of this gas slowly increasing in its concentration is overwhelmingly real and I become extremly sick and feel like having to vommit. We all take some tissues in order to reduce the amount of gas that we breathe in (I suppose that in real that would be totally useless) and we all start running away towards the fields and forests near my house. Luckily there is not any poisonous gas yet and the sun shines down on us just like on a hot but peaceful summer day. Other people are just casually going for a walk in the forest. When I talk to them they assure me that there is no war, but I tell them that I have seen it and my friends confirm what I have just said. However the other people keep calm so we decide to move on. I soon encounter another friend of mine who seems to be informed of what's going on so he tells use to come with him. He brings us to the apartment of his girlfriend where we supposedly are safe as there is plently of food and water. My father suddenly appears there as well and tells us to go to a nearby supermarket in order to get even more food just in case we can't leave for the next few days. He decides that he himself goes to the supermarkt whereas I go back to my house to get some important things. When I arrive there nothing of the poisonous gas seems to be left, but right in front of my house there are huge white trucks driving by at a slow pace of 5 km/h. On their cargo area they are packed with different weapons and assembly parts to build a hangar. It dawns on me that Country X seems to be planning air strikes as well! Next to the huge white trucks heavily armed soldiers are marching. I pay close attention to one of them. He is wearing his uniform and a grey helmet. He has blue eyes and his look is very serious. He stares back and I feel as if he is piercing me with a fierce look full of hatred - but obviously he is not allowed to hurt me since I am a civilian, but he still looks as if trying to tell me that I shall fear this war. Totally enraged by this event I enter my house where my mum and my neighbour try blocking the doors with old tyres (seems useless...!). I gather important things and as I leave the house even more trucks arrive carrying massive weapons and troop supplies. As this view increasingly shocks me I slowly wake up drenched in sweat...

... Even though I am awake now this totally convincing dream in such familiar surroundings made me believe that there actually is a war going on and it took me a few minutes to actually realise that all of this has just been my imagination going crazy within my dreams.

All in all a very interesting dream that I honestly don't want to go through again. However I am still amazed by the details and especially the way this furious soldier made me feel just by staring at me as if wanting to shoot me on the spot!

I'm talking about some books I want to read with my sister.
The sofa we are sitting on is full of books.
At once she goes to the window and looks out. She asks me if I heard that weird sound.
But there is some music in the room so I say no and I keep going through the books, looking for something interesting.
My sister comes back and she finds a book about bees and honey. I say it would be really boring reading about it, as it's enough to see a documentary, instead of losing time on that book.
She agrees, but I see she takes the book and I think that I should pretend to approve some decision of her, as it's about her life, not mine.
So I pretend to be interested in her book, but she says to let it go, that she knows why I'm doing it.
I feel ashamed, and I say that actually I don't care a lot about her bees and we laugh a lot.
Then I find a book about stones and she says that my eyes became bright when I read Stones in the World.
We laugh again, but in the meanwhile I hear that sound she was talking about before.
We look each other and at once we start to run in order to go out, as we recognised the whistling of my dad, when we were kids and he came back home.
But as we go down the stairs I start to feel sick, as the steps start to move under my feet and I fall down and wake up.

I couldn't remember my dream from yesterday, but from this night I could. I am having trouble to remember, but I am working on it.

I had two dreams fragments.

Fragment 1
This dream was about a series called W.I.T.C.H. (yes, I am watching this. I watch 'kid' series when I am stressed because it calms me down).
There was something about air or water powers and who's power is bigger/better/higher than the other. I see it as a triangle. But what is weird that I found/felt that the air and water powers are the greatest or the best, but I visualize a triangle were water and air power are at the bottom and not on top as I was feeling.
Here is an amazing homemade triangle that I visualized or also felt kind off =D, but I saw the words written in the elements (the letters are like water drops or vines from plants)

Fragment 2
I don't really remember a story (for me in dreams, I mostly dream like you are reading a book or watching a series. Like it is a story), this dream didn't have a story. I think I remember seeing myself or the dc character that represents me. I felt a strong desire for the movie or the name Peabody (movie Mr. Peabody & Sherman). What is weird that I don't know this movie (I watched the trailer like 4 moths ago), I have never seen this movie or had any strong desire to watch the movie.


I had also trouble writing down both fragments, because I was so tired that while repeating the dream in my head, before writing it down, I fell asleep again >.<

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I'm attending my guru's teachings and a sequence of odd experiences happen. At some point he plays a drum in a certain beat pattern, without explaining its importance or decoding its meaning. Then he leaves his seat and a midle-aged lady student moves in to play the drum, trying to recreate the same sound. She thinks it's ike a mantra, that we can replicate to help our meditation. But she doesn't play it right. I feel some uncomfort, like knowing she shouldn't be doing it, but it's not my business to decide that, so wat I do is correct her and guide her to play the right beats. At this point I feel my guru's eyes on the back of my head. I turn around but he isn't there. I also leave.
Then I am with my guru, but the timeline is not linear. I left with him and a group of select people who will stay with him for the next hours as he meditates and eventually doozes off in a more private place. He sits in the middle and we sit around on mattresses. We will be there supposedly for 17 hours, meditating and sleeping. At this point the lady hasn't plaid the drum yet, but then we hear the sound. The guru is a bit upset. Not only it disrupts this quiet moment we're meant to have, but this drumming sound is a sacred sound that shouldn't be plaid by just anybody. From this place here he sticks his eyes into the back of my head on that room, knowing all too well that my good heart enabled that lady to play that drum.
So he closes his eyes, but he also gets out and personally ensures this lady is punished with temporary incarceration on a cave nearby. I just know all of this because I see it all happening in my mind. As soon as he leaves the cave (and during all that time he was just sitting straight, eyes closed in front of me), I sneak out from this room, to go see the lady. i feel guilty, because I encouraged her to play and taught her the right beats, so I should be incarcerated, not her. I sneak out of the room silently, everybody is meditating eyes closed or sleeping, so I assume no one seems me going.
I find a way to communicate with the lady inside the cave and to say I'm sorry for her torment.
I can feel the presence of my guru, of course he knows I'm there, the whole time we've been in more than one place at the time and our actions seem to be all interconnected. She is me and I am him and he is me and I am her. He is smiling from afar.

Note: This is the first dream in about 3 years in which I can feel 'touch'. Unlike 3 years ago, the sensation wasn't more intense than in wake life, it was pretty equal

Date: Apr 27
Sleep Length: 4h + 5h
Techniques: DILD + WBTB
Dream Summary:
(1) Yesterday I spent the whole day on DV, so of course I'm dreaming of DV. It was a house and there was a bunch of people doing sleep experiments and trying stuff. I decided I wanna do one of those experiments, so I went into a certain room. It looked a bit like a hospital, there were some beds and on the beds there were camels, huge camels, with some pillows on their backs. One has lost its pillow, so I gave it another one. Then I climbed on top of it. For some reason the whole room was underwater now. I had some glasses and decided to wear them, then I realized I can see very clearly underwater. Sadly one of those glasses broke and I couldn't see that well anymore. I kinda managed to destroy many glass in the room (unintentionally). People were angry at first, but then we all laughed about it. I think we were talking about the movie "Finding Nemo" then. That's my favorite movie for children.
Later when I wanted to go there was another group which tried this experiment. They were all sleeping and some of them were naked for some reason. I was curious, I wanted to feel the camel skin/hair, so I approached it and touched it. Then I've actually felt it. I guess I never feel in my normal dreams because I don't focus on touch so much. The reason I'm starting to feel in my dreams now might be Daytime awareness.
I also met someone who was surprisingly nice to me.
Vividness (1-15), Awareness (1-10): 5/2
Emotions: curiosity
Tags: DV, experiment, camel, glasses, underwater, breaking, touch

Morning of April 27, 2014. Sunday.



I am part of a Star-Trek-like team that is on a mission to a distant planet (which seems to have no oceans or larger bodies of water) where dessert recipes will be shared as a part of some sort of potential long-term truce between at least the two main groups that had been enemies. There does not seem to be any aliens, though, mostly people who live on other worlds under different laws and cultural foundations. The spaceships do not really seem like Star Trek spaceships, though. They have somewhat of an industrial look, reminding me more of the original “Battlestar Galactica” series (never saw any of the newer version).

There is a lot of focus on two large containers, which are a bit lake mason jars but fairly big. Each jar is full of apricot and pineapple jelly - with chunks of each in each mix. Both jars look like they are holding the same recipe end results even though they supposedly came from completely different cultures with different tastes and ideas about food. The pineapple pieces are about one-fifth of a circular slice. I have some of it from (I think) a different container (for “testing”) and it tastes nice. This is rather odd, as my wife and I had just had a discussion in real life about how we have hardly ever had dreams of eating anything, and even so, how the taste usually seems “off” or different somehow. In this case, though, it tastes exactly as it should (which means there is a first time for everything as my mother used to say).

Over time, there seems to be confusion about why the two desserts taste so similar. There is not any anger at that point, though, just a sort of tentative suspicion, mostly on the part of the team who has landed on the planet (the other, more seemingly militant group, remaining in orbit, it seems). However, the last scene involves the “other side”, which is a man that appears to be Chinese, who suddenly grabs both jars and stands with his team members who are now assuming an aggressive stance. They appear to be standing on a narrower wooden bridge, perpendicular to where the other group’s smaller spaceships (possibly shuttles) are “parked”.

“I fight!” he calls out as his final words of whatever their conversation was about, and still holding the two jars, planning to take both back to his world.

Suddenly, realizing that he had been deceived, the leader of the other group gives orders to shoot them down. Lasers flash out in several beams at the other group from the small spacecrafts as they rise in the air at the same time (some of the men still standing about, though, including the leader), but the members of the other group are already being beamed away safely as the lasers go through them (or rather, through their residual after-image left as the transporting is being completed) with no threat to their well-being. The other leader looks extremely annoyed and disappointed at having lost both containers of apricot and pineapple jelly and also looks worried about the intensifying war on the horizon.

I was watching a documentary or show on Navy sailors committing suicide by drowning themselves when the ship would start to sink. They would tie themselves down to something and wait for the water to rise. I was suddenly on a ship while there was a thunderstorm going on. There were people shooting at us and a teammate was trying to save a downed man. I was crouching behind cover yelling at the guy to run. There were enemies above us on a catwalk. I shot at a few of them while my teammate tried saving the other guy.

17.04.2014

Almost Had Sex with Math Tutor and a Manager (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I enter a room, and there’s an older lady that’s sitting down on a rotatable chair, you know, the fluffy black ones on wheels. She’s typing with her left hand, and seems to be fairly busy. I sit down on a bed, or at least it felt as if I was sitting on one, seeing how it was very comfortable, and I had the urge to lay down.

The lady looked like she was in her 50s, wore glasses, had a black and white dress shirt that had some abstract formatting, and she wore long milky manila pants. I think she starts engaging in conversation with me, and even though I can’t remember what she specifically stated to me, I felt as if she was trying to be verbally sexual.

I shrug it off, and wanted to wait until she wasn’t so busy. And as I’m waiting, I look to my left, and I see someone that looks like a manager I talked to occasionally. She had the same short blonde hair, a cheeky visage where they’re (the cheeks) are closer to her eyes, and she’s wearing a black and white dress shirt as well (in a different formatting no doubt). I think she was wearing dark brown pants, or some dark-colored pants, and she seemed to have fixated on me through peripheral vision while she was talking to someone else.

She (let's call her "H" so I know which one she is in waking life) was within the same proximity as the other lady, and I started getting mixed feelings about what may happen. But seeing how the environment looked like it was a half-bedroom, half-office/working area, I kept making the presumption that they could just be here to inform me on something, without any kind of sexual advances to be performed after.

But I kept getting that nagging feeling, and it just felt awkward trying to hold in sexual urges, even though it was just a dream, and could’ve spiraled into a sexual descent, and I would wake up, and not feel bad about what could’ve happened.

But with those two people, it would be kind of weird to meet them one day, and look at them with a straight face.

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17.04.2014

Jim Carrey is being Creepy (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Jim Carrey is my math tutor, or I presumed he was, and how he advances to me compared to the previous dream is a lot creepier, but non-sexual thankfully.

The environment seems to be within a large house, and I’m sitting on a chair in a living room with him.

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17.04.2014

Jim Carrey Sponsors a Parachute Event (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m watching people jump off from a helicopter, and other flying vehicles to eventually parachute their way down to what seems to be a huge forest with cliffs they could collide into.

Apparently, Jim Carrey is sponsoring this event, and I recall one dream character that looks like the skinny dark-skinned dude I used to know at work.

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17.04.2014

Someone Looks Into My YouTube Account (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Someone is looking into one of my YouTube accounts, and I felt as if I should panic. Though the content they were looking at didn’t really seem to suggest they looked into something else. I saw something like this:

Then I wasn’t worried at all.

As I fall asleep, I practice visualizing and mentally exploring my "base". It has gotten more detailed as it has grown organically over time. I've only managed to reach it in one lucid dream, which was blurry and short, but... well, time and patience. I think part of my problem is that I tend to think of it as 'home', but when my dreaming mind goes "home" I end up in old apartments and bedrooms. I may need to rename/reframe it as something else, like Focal Point, or simply the Cottage. It will be a good springboard, once I manage to make it into a stable setting.

I've worked on visualizing it as I fall asleep at first not because I expect to have my first lucid dream there (there's a great deal of NREM before your first dream) but because I want visualizing that setting to become automatic for my V-WILDs later at night.

I've had a lot more success with V-WILD than anything else, although the dreams tend to be "fuzzier" - not sure why. They tend to fade quickly. I suppose it's something I'll need to work on.

My first few dreams... I don't recall them. I wake up. It's 7-8 in the morning and I don't need to get up any time soon, so I let myself start drifting off to sleep. I decide to try a WILD but I'm too sleepy to want to put much effort into it, so I decide to drift and latch onto the first setting that presents itself.

That setting is the store that I work in. It is a dreamlet that I am standing behind the row of cash registers. I am still mostly awake at this point, but I decide to go with it. I mentally "walk" out from behind the counter and start walking toward the market section of the store.

As I "walk", the visualization gains vividness and clarity. It begins to become more than merely a visualization, although it is not yet a dream. In the past, I may have tried to "push" it into a full blown lucid dream, but that mistake can cause the dream to collapse. I have learned to simply let it gently glide into a dream.

By the time I reach the center of the market, it has become a full blown dream. It's still "thin", though (hard to explain). I am standing in market. The layout has changed, though, and it's not the store I recognize. I'm standing next to an open refrigerated section with several shelves lined with cartons of fruit - strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, etc. The dream begins to fade a little bit. I run my hands over the fruit, trying to stabilize it. It doesn't seem to work very well. I remember that I need to engage more than one sense, and one of those senses is taste. I grab a strawberry and try to shove it into my mouth, but there is something like a force-field in front of my mouth, preventing me from doing so. I can't seem to put it in my mouth with my hand, so I toss it into the air and catch it in my mouth. It tastes how I would expect a strawberry to taste. I begin walking down the aisle, and the dream fades.

When another dream begins, I am no longer lucid, although I still have an instinctive feeling that what is happening is not "real", although I am not sure why.

I am riding in a small, worn wooden boat across a gunmetal gray lake, toward a barren shore. The sky is overcast and gray, and the lake is very flat and still. There is a man waiting for me on the shore. He is very tall and thin - almost gaunt - and dressed in odd-looking dull gray leather armor. There is a thick red woolen scarf wound around his shoulders, neck, and the bottom half of his face. He has messy black hair. I think of him as my cousin, even though he is nothing like any of my cousins in real life except for being very tall. I reach the shore and step out of the boat. The dream shifts and fades.

I later had other dreams, but they were fragmented and I can't recall them.

(From yesterday.) There's a girl on the grounds of some large estate, talking to a boy. She's been chosen to play some role in some tradition or game or something - it's something of an honor, but she's refusing to have anything to do with it. He's trying to convince her - not with any particular effort, just an aw-c'mon kind of way.

Scene change - elsewhere on that same estate, there's a different girl, wearing a rather old-fashioned maid's uniform (this is a roughly modern setting), and she's standing against a tree. I have the impression she's tied there, but I don't see ropes. This is the role that the other girl had originally been chosen for. There's a group of people who've just found her - searching is part of the game, or tradition, or whatever it is. She's got an oval metal ornament on her forehead, covering her eyes, engraved with some scene. A boy reaches out to remove it - this is also part of the game/tradition/whatever. The 'dream camera' angle changes then, so I can't see the girl's face, but I'm aware that - and this isn't part of the tradition - it will turn out the ornament has a long, thin spike underneath, and the girl is dead. I have a brief image of blood around her eyes, or possibly eye sockets - from the angle I'm standing now, off to one side, I'm not sure which.

A man's just finished examining the crime scene, though he's not anyone official. He's feeling outraged about something else he'd found, some belonging of hers that had been put on display, hung from a tree with ropes. Standing behind him is the owner of the estate, and that's who the outrage is directed towards. Highlander-inspired then: the man doing the examining takes out a sword - it had been concealed under the grey trenchcoat he's wearing - and formally introduces himself to the owner of the estate, who also has a sword, and who simply says "Yeah" - the implication being that his name's already known.

I want to remember these ones. They had a unique feel to 'em.

Dream - Earlier Boss
I remember being one of a group of three who were trying to bring down this one evil guy, sort of reminiscent of a mob boss but not as business-like. I'm not sure what he was even trying to accomplish.

We were using children to help us out, they had some sort of task that had to be done close to the end of the line. I really can't remember exactly what they were supposed to do, I just remember that they would all run past the boss's inner sanctum into another room with some minions in it, perhaps on their way to something more important, or maybe just in order to disorient the minions with the sudden appearance of children. There was something else about me having a gun but at some point it ran out of bullets, right in front of the boss, I think. I just remember pulling the trigger and it just clicking all lame and I was like frick. That seems to be a recurring thing.

I remember that the boss had somehow played the three of us; I was sitting with my back against some wall all defeated-like, while he explained how he'd tricked me. It had something to do with an origami folding made out of silver-grey paper. I was somewhat distressed when it somehow got unfolded while he was talking, but other than that small hint I have no idea what his ploy may have been.

Dream - Later Boss
In this one I actually worked for the boss I and others were trying to take out. This villain was a sort of jovial, sarcastic guy, trusting no one and confident in this lack of trust, since he didn't need trust for his plans to work out. Whereas the previous boss had seemed a little more direct and capable in the way he crushed opposition, this guy treated a lot of it like a game. But y'know, in a playing-with-lives sort of way.

One of the ways I tried to screw up his plans was by stealing away gems he needed. There was a blue/green gem and a red flame gem... I found the blue/green gem after seeing it shining from inside some guy's face (one of the minions, I think, given it for safe-keeping), between his eyes and a little off-center; he was smiling as though confident it was totally safe in there, but I distinctly remember plunging my hand into that area and pulling it out. I ended up with a few gem-sized chunks that were not gems and something that glistened blue-green through a slimy coating of blood. I'm pretty sure I put the whole mess in my hoodie's front pocket, since there wasn't time for me to sort through it and there were at least two minions looking at me, though for some reason they hadn't seen me flat-out take it.

I remember the feeling of fumbling to try to put another one of the gems in my front pocket; it must've been the flame gem, since it was totally clean. It was frustrating, I could feel exactly what my fingers were doing, and were the edge of the pocket was, and where the gem was, and it was critical that I not make it obvious that I was leaving with the gem, but I still couldn't seem to just pocket it and relax. I think one of the other minions who genuinely served the boss noticed me.

Note on that minion: he was some rather sneaky guy who didn't trust me. He was loyal to the boss and wanted to earn his favor, and he knew I was up to something, though he didn't yet have evidence. He wanted to be the one to catch me and show everyone what I really was.

I remember that particular minion stealing the gem back, saying something as an aside about how he was surprised I'd just been hiding it in my hoodie pocket (implying I was either stupid or lazy). A long chase ensued through a dark city of townhouses, where I tried to leverage flight powers focusing on speed. I managed to get in the air but couldn't work out how to move forward the way I wanted to (I envisioned skimming but couldn't quite figure out how to actually do it, also my initial launch was somehow nostalgic in the sense that I got the impression, while launching, that this was a technique I'd used to do in other dreams when quite young, but that could've been a false memory). He remained in the lead, running and jumping from rooftop to rooftop, some lower than others or forming a long ledge for him to run along. In the end we emerged from the houses to a street next to a large open area, the ground sloping away from the road to where the boss was waiting in his base of operations. I slowed down while the minion raced on, then walked forward and settled myself on the slope to watch from a distance, in plain view of them both, as he handed the gem over to the boss. There were no immediate repercussions for me.

On the other hand, another minion, and one who was actually on my side, was accused of having hidden another gem. She was some sort of flame fairy, accused of withholding the flame gem, and the boss had her stand over this odd sort of torch, with a platform for her to stand next to the fire (which was somehow holding a consistent cone sort of shape). He told her that he would ask her a few questions, and that she should move into the flame for yes, and away from the flame for no. For some reason it was assumed she couldn't really lie to him, and when he asked her whether she'd hidden the flame gem, she said no and moved away from the flame, but with guilt clear on her face nonetheless ... perhaps she hadn't hidden it herself, but she could have had a hand in it. The boss was about to ask her another question when I got sick of the interrogation scene, tackled him and tried to strangle him. I'm not sure what happened after that but it was pretty clear my attempts at subversion were over ggggg

Then there was an end to it, where my group somehow managed to finally bring down this boss. I can't remember many details more than that he assumed, right up until the end, that he'd won, and I had the satisfaction of demonstrating how wrong he was (somehow). Then he was dragged away to some insane asylum or hospital somewhere in the city, while I watched from a sort of overpass nearby.

Other Fragments
- Being in legions with x-friend and a friend I was dueling last night. X-friend was being all happy and excited and my friend and I were just sort of chilling, dueling or following him around while he chattered and showed off his prowess and confidence.

- Seeing two sort of malnourished looking kids, a girl and a boy with small, thin bodies, big heads, and huge eyes, both floating with inflatable red floaty rings in some sort of pool supposedly designed just for this purpose. However, the pool itself was, to my surprise, a good five feet deep, so that if either of them stopped floating and sank to the bottom they'd be pretty much screwed. I ended up pulling them both out of the pool after the boy almost sank right to the bottom before I managed to fish him out.

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GOSH IT'S SO ANNOYING THERE'S STUFF I WANT TO REMEMBER AND PLACE BUT EVEN THOUGH I CAN SORT OF REMEMBER IT I CANT PLACE IT ANYWHERE >8UUU

gosh

w/e I just really liked trying to bring down these fricking bad guys and totally failing at being sneaky and always risking being found out and talking to them and hhhhhh good times

There's a party and everyone is drunk. I'm not feeling well.
I drank a lot, but I'm not totally drunk. Just feel a little dizzy and my friends say I have to drive them home.
I'm sure they don't know I drank and I say that I will take everyone home. Sure I'm the less drunk!
But when I'm about to put the key, I start to fear that police can stop us, because we are 9 people in the car.
I never saw that car in my life, but I know how to drive it, even if it is a new generation car, with no steering wheel and gear (my real dream ).
I put a password in order to localize the first house we have to reach.
After some minutes police stops us and says there are too many drunk people in the car and the sum of drunk people is higher than wheels, so we have to park and sleep there.
I'm comfy as the driver place is just for me, but behind it is really a mess and they don't stop to complain.
So I go up in the roof of the car and decide to sleep there.
My friends fight for sitting in the driver place, and I fall asleep.
I wake up and someone is holding me tight. This was what woke me up. Too tight!
I don't see the guy's face, but I know who he is and I feel very well.
Also I feel like we had sex, but it's just a feeling without any memory.
I know I should wake him up as it's not the place where he should be, as he has the girlfriend, but I decide to do not wake him up, as he is warm and I am really cold.
I look at the stars. They are very bright and I look for and find the Little Bear Constellation.
Then at once I think about my friends and I look down through the break glass but the car is empty and I think it was just a dream that I was at the party with my friends, and I'm just there with that guy, but when I look at him he is not there anymore and I think ''I'm on the roof of this car and I'm just dreaming!'' and I wake up!

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I'm visiting a friend who worked for a year in NY. She is almost ending her time there and divided between going back home or finding a new job there. But although she wants to stay, she is not sure about building a life there and fears this will happen if she stays longer. I understand and share with her my similar experience in Brussels. I also mention how much I have been dreaming about coming to this city, but always thought about it in terms of short vacation. Now, I've decided to also find a job here and experience it for one year.
She shows me the room where I'll spend the night. Soon after, the wardrobe doors start opening by themselves as well as other anomalies. She warns me the room is haunted, but no big deal. I try staying there alone for a while, but it gets too crazy, with apparitions, shadows, scary noises and stuff flying around. I run to her and tell her she is crazy if she thinks I'll sleep there at night - I couldn't even if I tried. She doesn't understand my fear, it was never that scary to anyone else. She insists there's no space to sleep on the floor of her room and I decide to face the ghosts.
I enter the room, the only thing I see is what appears to be one of my cats with a broken neck. I feel horrified and I pick him up. It transforms into a cat demon with shark teeth that tries to bit me, but I keep calm, hold him very strongly in my hands, say to myself it's all illusory. It disappears, but the room goes crazy again, with stuff spinning around, sounds and lights flashing in all directions. But I face it with a new confidence, projecting my strong light energy and it calms down. In front of me appears a couple with a son. She is latina and speaks spanish and he is brazilian and speaks portuguese. Apparently they were just trying to communicate with me, since I would understand their languages. They tell me they were murdered and just want someone to help them, so they start telling me their story. My friend comes in and just sees me talking alone. Looks at me in disbelief and turns away, understanding that something weird is going on and she doesn't wnt to be involved in it.