Turquoise Dreams

Getting into some kind of a dorm. Few rooms with many beds of all different sizes. We walk in and pick our beds. I take my time picking, because I don't want it in the middle or too close to other beds. By the time I decide, the good ones are taken. So I put sheets on some that is left and go look in another room. I come back and my bed was switched for a small bed.

I start talking to a girl that tells me right off the bat that she is gay. I'm like why would you tell me, it's not important to me. She replied that it would come out anyway, so it's better this way. Her friend joins her and they both offer me a bed near them, which is pretty good location. But I'm leery. I ask them if I project gay vibes and the first girl says hesitantly "maybe a bit" or something neither confirming nor denying.

I think I'm starting to question things after last few dreams and that was reflected in this dream.

DR2:
We are walking outside around some large california houses/mansions. Some are actor's houses. They are terracotta colors, wrought iron, water fountains...

Had 2 awesome dreams. LOVE YOU my most awesome subC!

Dream day before yesterday:

Before 2:26 am. Bed around 8-9 pm.

I am in a highrise building, in someones apartment. 2 kids are laying down at the window. Bottom part of the window is the type when you pull on the handles in upper corners with both hands, the top of the window tilts inward.

Nothing is happening until I think that it could be dangerous. That's when the girl kinda partially rolls out the window. Another female in the room rushes to her and as she slides down on the floor to her, she body slams her and pushes her even more out. Now I'm holding the girl only by her hair when her hands lose grip on the window edge and I watch her fall for what seems like 100 stories to the ground.

Normally I get a gut wrenching feeling when someone or I get too close to the window and I think they may fall. But this time I felt bed, but not overwhelmingly. I had the feeling that this is more of a "letting go of a bad idea, or a current situation" rather than someone being in danger.

Dream remembered at 2:26 am
I am slowly walking with the crowds through some attraction park, like a brewery. We get to a point with signs pointing to being an audience in a Talk Show in the left and right for the tour. I walk to the right.

Someone ahead of me is shooting people. We all start to rush in another direction. Cops are blocking our way, questioning if the shooting we report is for real. I turn different way and I'm making my way through other people in this corridor that's outside, with concrete walls on two sides. I come to a narrow doorway. I see another shooter pointing his shotgun at me. I yell "shooter"and I lay down by the left wall, trying to cover myself out of the view.

But another guy holding the torch walk slowly towards me and lights my shirt on fire. I play dead hoping he leaves before I get seriously hurt. But he moves the torch to my head and lights my hair on fire. I start to feel the pain. When he moves the torch to my torso again, I grab his stick and his arm and I beat him to the ground.

People around me get upset that I beat him. But after I wake up I'm feeling great for protecting myself and not letting this a-hole hurt me. I know my subC is awesome and it had helped me out of the pickle many times in non-lucids and lucids alike. And this time was no different. Thank you!!!

Dream last night. Divergent, slave, spoil of war.

I'm in a tall house, looking out the windows. We are under attack by some mysterious creatures. When we get outside, they attack us. They look like guinea pigs : ) We pick them up, they roll up and we roll them away from us. So adorable.

Same large group of us is now walking away. A woman comes to me and whispers in my ear, that she is taking me as her bed mate and companion. I'm shocked but go along with it, thinking how is this even a thing? But I had a feeling from the beginning that I belong to someone or some group, like in Divergent. (finally a Divergent inspired dream. Somehow that movie really really made an impression on me and I'm fascinated by it)

We are walking towards their place of hiding. Among some ruins, we have to cross a sinking floor. So we are filling it with rocks and spreading some sheets on the ground to make it stop from sinking like quick sand.

As we first entered the complex, everybody was cautious and quiet. Something was coming but I didn't know what. They told me monkeys will attack us if we don't stay calm. Everybody got a piece of fried chicken to calm the monkeys down with it. I take a bit out of mine and I tell a monkey that's starting to look at me menacingly to "stop". And it does. I feel powerful. But as a slave or captured person. This woman comes to me and again whispers to me that I am hers for a bed and for life.

Walking through some old stone steps, old walls and doors. Come to a row of doors, ours is #28. I read the numbers but they stop at #26. Not sure where to go.

Then we go to mingle with others, like a party after some action. Matt Damon walks in and everybody knows him He is part of our group. I think I remember using my phone camera.

Day before yesterday.

Very detailed and aware dream.

I'm in another country. But then I realize it's not another country, just a place I used to go to visit my gramma, and they speak another language there more than the official lang. of the state.

I followed my boss from my WL client company to his house for some paperwork or discussion. Something about a missing paragraph. We walk through his house and I see everything in such a clear detail. This whole dream is very clear, detailed, logical. Not foggy at all.

I left my bicycle in his yard and when I remember that, I return. Looking at the house I can't remember which door leads to his place. I look at several doors then I knock on one and they let me in, it was the right one.

But I don't take the bike afterall. I remember now that I only know half of the way home from this small town to my town. I can't remember the names of some other cities I need to go through. (This happens fairly frequently. Me trying to get back home from this place on a bicycle, only realizing that I don't remember the exact way. When IWL I do and I made that trip many times.)

I walk out and start looking for a cab to take me to the bus station. I ask 2 people where the bus to my town goes from (and I tell them the correct WL name). They don't know. Then I help a young mom with something she carries so she can take her stroller down the stairs and she tells me where my bus #16 goes from and at what time. I get to the station, #16 just pulls up, I jump on and driver confirms he is going to my town. I pull out a $500 bill, then $100 and I realize it was still too much.

I spoke through the whole dream my other language they speak at my grammas place. Mixed with some of my first language and some english I think.


Dream last night:
We are in some old, industial type building with lots of glass and metal. Looking or more scavenging for usefull items. Screwdrivers, paintbrushes, all kinds of tools and stuff. I think we are post war or something like that.

Somebody tries to attack us and I sling my machine gun from my shoulder, aim at him but it doesn't fire. I'm thinking it's out of ammo so I look closer and squeeze the trigger while I'm aiming at the ceiling. It fires a powerful, fast, metal round. It makes a hole in it.
(This is first time that my rifle actually shoots real ammo that's metal and heavy and it does damage.)

Outside in a huge, hangar type room, aliens are coming. A small blob of alien lifeform that I feel is dangerous and sinister shows up near by. I try to shoot it and stomp on it.

We have to get away from there. Someone wants to go to top floor and escape from there. I say that is the bank floor, heavily armed, shatter proof windows and such. To prove my point, a missile is heading our way, hits the window but nothing happens. Window holds. So we decide to leave another way.

Afternoon nap.

I'm in a narrow room, looking towards the open door. Second wing of the door has glass in it and is closed. Through that glass I see a guy crab-walk towards the door, aiming a rifle at the door.

He comes in, aiming the rifle at me now. I say that I hope wh would not shoot an unarmed person. He says to his shoulder mounted radio "did you get him"? I know he is talking about my cat and that they got him. I walk up to him and said "If you as much as touch him, I will kill you." I started to wake up, but I still had time to play a scenario where I stepped to him, yanked the rifle from him and rifle butted him in a chin with an uppercut. There.

This was 2 days ago.

I'm walking on a street doing something, and orange kitten starts to form on the ground. I look at it and say "I thought we said no more cats in my dreams".

Haha, this is amazing! I did decide that I don't want cats in my dreams a while ago, because I always feel sorry for them or I'm worried that they get lost or hurt or hungry or something. I really don't like those dreams.

So for my decision to come out like this in my non lucid is just amazing. Makes me believe that intent indeed is extremely powerful tool and all we have to do is use it and know that it works.

Thank you, pardner : ) Please come again!

Last night bed at 10pm. I adjusted my waking time for supplements accordingly.

2:30am 2x300 Alpha GPC

Here I remembered a DREAM:
I'm moving a huge low wooden table and I think I somehow move it too fast because it kinda levitates and I don't stop it on time. It bumps into a wall. Or at least that's how I explain to myself the loud bump. Someone walks in from another room wondering what the heck I'm doing.

We look out the window. The darkness of the night is illuminated by bright explosions over the silhuetts of distant tall trees. I have a feeling doomsday war just broke out and those are missiles exploding. (watched a tv show about doomsday with intent to have an intense dream about it and promptly I did have a dream that night, and looks like last night as well)

After Alpha GPC I went back to sleep.

3:30am - got up for a WBTB.
4:05am - 2x4mg pure galantamine and going straight on a sofa. I was so sleepy. Btw, I took a bite of bread because I was getting hungry and didn't want that to bother me while WILDing.

Woke up at 6:07 from continuous dreaming.

I fell asleep rather quickly and wa lucid from the getgo.

About 20 min into a lucid, I noticed a brief change in the setting and I thought to myself "whoa, that's about 20 min of some very aware and detailed lucid".

I believe I kept lucid for the whole 2 hrs, from falling asleep till 6am. It was getting less aware towards the end, but I was still making decisions.

Since my style of LDing had changed and I don't have chains of lucids with brief breaks between dreams, I'm having hard time remembering details. Before, during these breaks between dreams when I was just laying there in gray emptiness, I had time to retell to myself any previous lucids and even count them before realizing I'm still there and dreaming, all I have to do is stand up and be in a dream again.

Now it's just one long contunuous dream with changes of scenery. Last 2 times I had only 2 major sceneries. First part of lucid was outdoors and second was indoors. I don't know why or how, but it seems like a theme now.

In last night's lucid, again, half of the dream I was outside. Flying over places. One of them was a scary fast water in a deep channel. Was so turbulent as if it was rushing out of a dam. Someone I was flying with asked me if I want to go in a water and I said no. So we just flew by the wall, turning away from there, looking for a landing spot. All spots were stone steps carved into a stone, making a narrow staircase going upwards into darkness. Each starcase was creepier than the other.

Next I'm flying over a futuristic city. It's very modern, I'm flying slowly taking my time, making a conscious decision to take in as many details as I can so I remember at least some of it, knowing that I will have hard time remembering. I'm looking at each item trying to memorize it.

NOTES:
(I think this is from me practicing awareness last night and also last week before that lucid. I have noticed already last week that part of my lucid was a bit different. It was more aware and detailed. Same thing happened last night.

Also, last week after my lucid, I felt this strange surge of passion for lucid dreams. I do love them, but this was like I newly discovered them again. New possibilities have opened. Not sure what it is, but I still feel it. )

I walk up the stairs coming from underground. Like from a metro. I notice the air smells different. It smells real and the world is real and the houses and weather are real. I think to myself briefly without having time to ponder on what it means. I cant figure out the difference between the 2 worlds. Until I walked out, I felt that where I was till then WAS real.

Something like when you walk out to sunny afternoon from a dark theater after you saw a movie. You are still in the "movie world" being immersed in the story, you forgot about the world outside and stepping outside it's a bit of a shock.

Ok, so second part of the dream was me walking through endless corridors, rooms, halls, such as in a huge department store. Only different. Some of the corridors are curved, rooms are smaller and bigger with all kinds of items. All very busy. All full of other people.

I go with the theme of me finally seeing DCs that had been absent in most of my prior lucids. And I actully talk to them. I ask a group of DCs who will be the president. I hear myself pronounce their full names clearly and I'm pleasantly surprised and proud of myself. I ask them if it's gonna be Trump or Hillary Clinton. They don't really answer, except one guy who says "25". Haha. I move on and later I ask another group, but they don't know either.

TOTM
While still in the outdoors part of a dream, I remember the TOTM - dig a hole and see what's there. Although now I think the TOTM is "stick your head in the ground and see what's there".

Anyway, I start to dig a hole in the dirt when I get some not so good vibes and I decide I don't want to go what's on the other side of it. So I stop.

Oh yeah, last part was not very lucid. I spent it on... you guessed it... sex. Any which way I could. At least 20 min of it. Not complaining.

After the lucid, I went back to sleep still feeling the GM and choline in my head, hoping for another LD. But didn't get any more. Got up at 9:12, not remembering any dreams from that part.

Reading an article about differences between OBEs and LDs, I just remembered that I was getting some gentle vibrations just before I fell asleep.