I was driving in this parking lot where this guy blocks me from reversing. It was the only way out as there was a building in front of me. So I look in my car view mirror and saw two guy's in hoodies with their hands in their pockets approaching my car. I immediately got out of my car and tell them what's the problem. I kept backing up and realize I am in a dream and was trying to change the dream scene by falling flat down to the ground. However the scene would keep going back to the two men pointing guns at me. I laugh and told them you still have guns with you. I decided to try to wake myself up which resulted in a false awakening.
Updated 01-31-2020 at 09:15 PM by 67903
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 31/1/2020 Around 9:30PM I consumed a marijuana edible. This was a rash decision and definitely did not help me lucid dream. I forgot to do my techniques before bed. Fell asleep at 1:30AM. Woke up at 6:30AM, no recall, forgot to attempt FILD Woke up at 8AM, no recall, forgot to attempt FILD again Woke up at 9:30AM, no recall. Then fell asleep and woke up again multiple times until 10:30ish ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Morning of January 31, 2020. Friday. Dream #: 19,401-02. Reading time: 1 min 35 sec. My dream self’s focus is on electrical wiring, which is typically co-occurrent with an increase in mental activity (neuronal energy) while sleeping (and sometimes, as here, eventually renders fire). (It is a common sleep-wake mediation process for me, but the rendering and narrative are always different, though in one dream it was more obvious than usual when I “removed my head,” which was a football helmet, and examined and moved the wiring inside it.) The setting is unknown (though my dream implies it is our present home). Zsuzsanna is nearby (to my left, modeling our sleeping position). At about neck level, a cluster of gold wiring is hanging from an open part of the wall (so it is a type of wall mediation, that is, navigating emerging liminality, as well as associations with increasing mental activity). Although the wires are loose, I consider that the current is stable as long as they do not get moved either accidentally or with intent. Zsuzsanna’s brother Simon approaches and comments on the wiring. I move the cluster slightly and consider the loose wiring (and certain wires touching each other) might cause a short. As a result of moving the wires, my dream’s dynamics and narrative changes, with my liminal intent to continue sleeping. The incidental preconscious personification as Simon, who remains passive, also correlates with my sleep-wake mediation. (The preconscious simulacrum only dominates when waking is more of a priority, kind of a no-brainer.) My dream changes into typical indoor-outdoor liminal ambiguity. The outcome of this wall mediation results in its virtual division expanding and becoming a beach that defines open liminal space yet is still impossibly implied to be inside our house. (However, potential water reinduction is not clearly defined, as the ocean seems distant.) I now see a very long electrical cord that seems to go all the way to the shore (while the beach sand it is in is still a part of the floor of our house), and minimal fire consumes part of its length as I walk along, mentally extinguishing it to sustain my dream. (Fire also sometimes correlates with the increase in body temperature when closer to waking.) There is no more fire, and I sleep for about another hour. Several of my recent dreams have had atypical variations of intentional water reinduction, all with unique results, for example, “Digging Up a Pool” from January 28.
After not having it for a few weeks, that dream where I am in my granddads old reliant between my mom and sister and mom cannot get the car to start has started recurring again. I spent last weekend with my mom and helped her with some things and have had the dream every night beginning on Monday (1/27). As in the past, the dream always starts with me in the Reliant by myself buckled to the front middle seat. As I am checking my surroundings, my sister is coming out of the house and walking towards the car. She is still wearing the same pink shirt, red overalls, and tan sandals that she wore in earlier dreams. She opens the passenger side door, and sits down next to me in the passenger seat. She closes her door and buckles her seat belt. All 3 nights as in the past, we spend a really long time in the car waiting for mom to come out and get in. I am not sure how long, but would have to guess at least 20-30 minutes each nigh if not longer. As in the past dreams, her breath reeks but now she is trying harder to get me to talk with her. She is invading my space and putting her face right in front of mine so it is harder to ignore her. When I don't respond to her, she keeps asking the same questions and I keep having to smell her breath. I eventually turn to the empty driver seat trying to ignore her. I am noticing she is sitting right next to me more than I did in the earlier dreams. Eventually, I see the back door to the house open and then see mom locking it and then walking towards the Reliant where my sister and I are waiting for her. When she gets there, she pull the keys out of her purse and then unlocks the driver side door. She then sits down on the empty drivers side seat on my other side and puts the keys in the ignition. Once she has the mirrors adjusted, she tries to start the car, but it won't start-up. As in past dreams I focus on mom pumping the accelerator and turning the key as well as the red light on the dash and buzzing sound each time the engine fails to start. Unlike in the earlier dreams, mom is spending more time out of the car while trying to get the car started. It can either be to get out and look under the hood or to go back into the house because she is afraid something like the coffee pot or TV has been left on. If I ask if I can get out, she tells us we need to stay in the car.
This dream started with me being with my dad. It looks like we were over Dickie's house and was in the living room where a light illuminated from a small, shaded lamp that sat next to the doorway. My dad had just made it home from work and looked to be exhausted and worn out. He came over to me and asked if I would like to make a bit of money with him and help him out in some of his shifts and I agreed to it and I ended up taking over his job not knowing about the consequences. "Sure. I'll do it." So some time had past of me being in a strange room, singing to robots who I think were Optimus prime and Megazord. I heard music playing from my room but it was not the kind I Usually listened to, it was a weird fuzzy, buzzy vibe to it, as though the sound was trying to be there but really wasn't. So I make it to the workplace and it was mostly dark and hard to see there. A woman was there, dressed in dark colored pants and a light colored Hawaiian shirt. She stepped on to a platform that had thing with fruits and food in it then she pressed a button, where it took her up into some dark rafters. I needed to go up there as well but didn't feel safe in doing so. I had to step on one of those things that the electric utility man uses to cut power or fix something in the power lines. I didn't understand why I needed to go up there but I did anyhow. I was way up and had to unload. After that I felt a bit afraid at having to be this high up just to wash some food products so I got back on to the platform and descended back down to safety. But unfortunately I ended up leaving something important and had to go back to the top floor. I get on an elevator along with two other female DCs and we talked to each other about something as we rode to the top floor. As soon as we stepped off of the elevator it collapsed and fell. I looked through the opened doors, almost falling through as the elevator crashed below. This is just too dangerous for me, how can my dad handle something like this everyday? I have had enough of this, rather this job is done or not I' am out of here. I left and was back at home, doing random things. I was looking at a globe and saw frozen continents shifting around in small tiny pieces. The pieces broke up even more when they collided to each other, floating around in the water and forming a new shape. The ice was needed for this event to happen. I looked at a calendar and it was I think Friday. Work would not began again until Monday so I had a few days to rest and not worry about not showing up to the dangerous workplace. Sometime had passed and I get shifted into a room. This room had a childhood feel to it and in it found some nilla colored folders, laying on top of something that was in front of a window that had lacy curtains. I was glad to have found these and went over to them. there was a second folder that was supposed to have my name on it, but it was some kiddy, scribbled up text that looked to be in illegible writing. I opened one of the folders and saw some of my very old drawings of Sebulba and stories. I wanted to look into more of this, but ended up waking up. After waking for a few minutes I managed to get back into the dream. I'm in the process of reading a Sebulba story and as I do that, the characters appear. I seen the Dug on all fours, crawling out of some dark corner as he was doing it in the story. I looked up and seen him walking towards me on his toes, cocking his head to look up at me who stared down at him. He stood up on his hind legs and placed a skinny, wrinkly hand up on my shoulder. I dropped the folder along with all of its contents and ran out of that room. Sebulba followed me, hissing and sputting something out to me in his language. I ran out of the dark, junky room and I ended up outside. It was an over cast day and there was a dirt road in front of me lined with trees and houses. A large dark but colorful beast came up behind me and with its long, sticky tongue; licked me from behind on my face. I turned around only to see that it was the Dug, standing up on his hand-legs and had his leg-arms hooked around my neck. I pushed him away in disgust and ran into some house and up some stairs. He followed me and was now in another junky room that had stuff all over the floor, toys, clothes, bedding all covered the floor completely. There were some curtains up against the wall and I tried to hide behind it, but I was standing on top of a ball that was causing me to move around to keep from falling. The Dug comes in just as I found a new spot and gets on all fours again. He skittered around on the junky floor, going under things, climbing up walls and jumping up on top of stuff to see if I were there. I lay hidden until a pile of clothes lifted from my view and a Dugs head pops into it. "Found you!" He reached in with his strange mandibles and I got out of there before he can grab me with them. He was at the base of the steps, blocking them. I had a few tricks and I pretended like I was gonna charge him but instead I jumped under the banister, between support beam and to the steps behind the Dug. He cocked his head only to see me escape. He was not happy. "You apologize!" I didn't and left. He remained in the room till for some reason decided to say sorry. He smiles and comes up the steps. As he was doing that I seen another Dug. He was a much bigger Dug then Sebulba and it showed him locked up in some cage. He was standing up on his hind legs but his hands were outstretched in front of him one lower then the other one, exposing his nude body with a small hole where his belly button was at. I felt another slimy lick to the side of my face and this time I coughed in disgust. I'm gonna need to wash my face to get this filth off of it.
Updated 01-31-2020 at 05:23 AM by 13650
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 30/1/2020 Before bed, I recalled the events of my day. Mind wandered many times haha I must stay more concentrated. Did a LD prayer in bed then fell asleep. I also opened my blinds because apparently a light environment i good for LDing! Thanks Lang for directing me to the recall compendium Fell asleep at 1:30AM. Woke up at 6:30AM, no recall, forgot to attempt FILD Woke up at 7:30AM, wrote down tags from dream I was in. Forgot to attempt FILD again Woke up at 9AM, no recall. Then fell asleep and woke up again multiple times until 11:30. Had recall once during a wakeup but spent too much time lying there trying to recall more and fell back asleep. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- tags: Dawson elevators, coins for greeting, seeing people in halls, elevators not working properly, Really pretty girl looking flirty at me in the elevator I cant remember the events sequentially. Dream 1: I was at Dawson college again in my dream. In a (fictional) area with lots of seats, my sister, her boyfriend and their friends were sitting down talking. As I passed by (I was almost late for a test) I greeted my sister and her boyfriend. Everyone had a double digit number floating next to them with a coin symbol. When I touched them to greet them, there was like a coin getting animation. A few coins flew up from the symbol and disappeared along with the symbol and I knew that I had just received them. Still at Dawson, I had to take some elevators to get around. The elevator system turned out to be soooo much more complex than it is. There elevators would leave the building, get carried along a cable system above the buildings and get transferred to a different sector of the building. It was rainy and windy out so it was kind of scary, the elevators were moving so fast! The elevator buttons also didn't work properly. I pressed something like 6 when I was on the 2nd floor and the first stop ended up being at like 25. The technology not working properly is a dream sign I must remember! There was also a really pretty girl looking at me in another elevator ride. This time the elevator was like a futuristic metro bus. It was just me and her on there. She was smiling at me but I didn't want to return her gaze. I was looking down at her lower leg. Her gastrocnemius(calf muscle that protrudes from your leg to make the bulge of the calf) protruded from very low on her leg and was very large(not very important but struck me as unrealistic, can be a dream sign). We got to the next stop where we were both expecting someone very important to get on but it ended up being a sea of people that I felt like shouldn't be boarding, it should have been the important person and everyone boarding now was greedy. Dream 2: As I'm writing this, I remembered a fragment of my other dream. I was with a couple people that I went to high school with and a coworker. (Matthew[male], Izraa[female] and Matthieu[male]). At one point matthew and I were sitting on some toilets and Izraa was across the room, with a desk shielding our lower bodies from her sight. We were making stupid jokes about us being on the toilet and Izraa didnt really find them funny. She was smirking but I think she was just enjoying seeing us have so much fun making the stupid jokes. later, matthew was on the bed in the room. He had a big bag of kratom with him which contained a bunch of flower shaped humidity controlling things and lots of kratom. I asked him how long he had been taking kratom for and he said he did a while in high school but not much recently. Later we(all of us except Izraa) were outside playing around pushing eachother into the snow a block away from where I live. This man shoveling his driveway across the street told us to stop it. I asked him why, if it was private property or something. He didnt have a great answer. Matthieu and I split up and Matthew vanished.That is where my recall ends. Much better than last night when I remembered nothing! I hope to remember more tomorrow
Some fragments from last night. Fragment: I was in some kind of starship, not unlike one from Star Trek but there was a mixed feel from several space stuff, including a bit from Starpoint Gemini. I was captaining the ship and we were headed straight for a blue-ish planet, covered mostly by water than anything else. I could see the system's star just left of where the planet was, much further away. Some four or five other green-coloured ships appeared, intercepting and following us closely. I suggested to an officer to simply activate the cloaking device ability and could see in a third-person view from outside the ship as the field enveloped it and the other ships disbanded in separate directions. (Expectable AI behaviour if it were a game) As we got very close to the planet, I could see everything in a sort of cinematic view and then the ship started getting close to the ground to land somewhere but for whatever reason it had to be at an airport, so the ship kept making really wide loops closing in and away from the planet surface. Every time we got close, I could see on some disembodied interface some information about the local surface structures. I did see a fair few airports, but many of which had tractors lining up vegetables in the runways. This annoyed me slightly. There is a transition and I am now on my own at some sort of Japanese-looking castle. It's night-time but I can see the moon and everything looks bright and blue-ish. There are some sort of holographic security features. (This part of the dream vaguely reminded me of Starbound) Fragment: Just a small part of some other dream, I was in a town with some friends, not sure who. We just came out of a restaurant that was closing for the night and then two of us went one way, and I wondered where the third member was. I asked my friend, who only vaguely suggested the other might have gone looking for something. I remember wandering streets, there was a lot of light, from glowing signs and lampposts. I could see people sitting at cafes and so on. At some point we went into some shop and I wondered again about the missing friend. The friend that was with me was fascinated and excited by rediscovering some sort of cardboard packed plastic ketchup sachets. The next bit I remember, stuck in some sort of traffic at a four-way junction, with three lanes on each direction. Side notes: The first dream was a bit more unusual as I haven't had many dreams that take place in space, even though I've played a lot of games that do.The view-point changes were sort of frequent in the space dream and they felt a bit like they were made through a keyboard I couldn't quite feel. I suppose this sensation is quite similar to when I'm actually playing or writing something, where the keyboard sort of just becomes an extension of awareness, rather than existing as a physical obstacle, in a sense.Most of these dream fragments I am getting lately are written quite a lot later from when I had the dreams, so it's a sign that recall is improving somewhat and I am also noticing more pre-lucid thoughts at a sort of "gut feeling" level, where I am not expressly thinking in spoken words but rather getting feelings or intuition about the dreams' content.
Updated 01-30-2020 at 02:21 PM by 95293
I am in a fairly large used bookstore. The shelves are dark wood, tall, and full. The aisles are large and grid-like, but the place seems dim. It has a cluttered but homey atmosphere. I’m looking through the large ‘H’ section for Aldous Huxley. There is a couple looking at this section too; I politely step around them, but I think they are right in front of where I need to be. I think they move and I find a couple of Huxley books. I am now looking at a narrow shelf at the end of one of the aisle shelves. There are two cassettes? and their covers are two different pictures of Makayla and some guy on the beach. They are both in swimsuits and standing next to each other, arms around one another. It looks like Hawaii. I find it slightly odd that these are here and wonder why they are. There is also a haphazard stack of small, square, used notebooks. I flip through one, intrigued by going through someone else’s writing. I notice a date - 2000 or 2001. At the end, there is a picture of a hand holding a pen or pencil. (I think this may be a part of the last dream, but it also may not be). I have arrived in Hawaii. I think it is the big island and I think I may be meeting up with Jim and Rhianna. I’m walking through some foliage, toward the beach. The plants thin and give way to an expanse of sand that slowly slopes to the ocean. The sun is shining languorously on the interspersed people enjoying this space, and the whole scene is peaceful and beautiful. Now, I am on a plane back. It is very dark out, but I notice buildings that are dangerously close… until I realize that this plane is graceful landing on a wide freeway, on which I think there are still cars. It looks like the bay area.
There is a large, red truck parked very close to the garage door on a familiar-seeming driveway. The driveway is fairly short and only slightly inclined. Reilly is in the truck (it must be hers). I hop in, I think on the driver’s side. We start talking, catching up. She seems very neutral.
A little bit of background. When i was like 11 i had a guitar teacher. This teacher had two brothers who also played the guitar. I only knew the older brother by sight, but didn't really know him, i knew his little children mostly and by that time he was the only only who had children. Yesterday my mom talked to me about my guitar teacher, and his children, a bit and i guess that was enough for he to appear in my dreams last night. So in my dream: I was in different places visiting family members. I went to a house, visit some family members for a while and then hopped to another house to say hi to another group. Curiously this person knew my family and since he was in town he also came to visit everyone. Each time i left a house i said goodbye to him too because i thought i won't be seeing him again. And even though he wasn't following me, he kinda arrived after me to the places i went. It was kinda surprising and funny. He had two kids in the dream. Then in another fragment i was in the university. I was going to take a new class. I was waiting for it to start with other classmates who i just met. But then my math teacher comes through the door as i was talking to people, and he asks for my name. I raise my hand and say "its me", and he asks me to come with him. I thought two things: one) could i have done anything wrong? And since i couldn't.. i thought two) since i have taken his class already and pretty much i understood it quite well even though it's not a so easy subject, he probably needed my assistance. So as we were walking i try to make some talk and ask him how has he been (never talked to him before actually). He says good and asks me too. Then we arrive at this other classroom in which he had some shady business with other professor, but not so shady anyways. The classroom was abandoned and he and another professor decided to repair it and make it their headquarters or something. I don't remember anything else.
I found myself running up a long stairway. I became lucid as I continue running up but began to realize that the dream was ending soon. I tried to fly out the window on the building I was in and then all of a sudden everything went black. I couldn't see anything and realize I was soon to wake up. I decided to hold on to my awareness as I felt myself lying in bed. Ik new I was in a different state as I could feel my consciousness slipping. Soon I felt the same vortex slide me out of my sleeping body and in to somewhere else. I continue to hold on to my awareness as I felt myself being transported somewhere else and soon I began to see visuals. I was in my old city town house. Laying in my bed, still unable to move due to the transition process and just to make sure I don't wake up. I felt it complete itself and knew it was ok to get up from the bed. It work I told myself. I got up and began going to the back door and slide right through it. Outside was damp with a little rain. I decided I wanted to interact with my DC's as I plan to have a very in depth conversation with my Subconscious the next time I visit. I began running in till I see the first person I could encounter. It was an old woman with an umbrella. She was walking slowly, I approach her ask what was her purpose in life or what has she accomplished. I had a hard time coming up with these thoughts even though in waking life it would have been easy. Now I am beginning to understand the difference of my mental state compare to my waking self. She responded in a odd and confusing manner which seems to be the case for dream characters. She said "The hell of something " or in terms not much of anything. So I quickly decided to move on to the next person as I didn't want to waste time. She seem displeased and now wanted to talk more but as I continue running off I told her it's ok. I saw a huge crowd and wanted to talk to as many of them as I can. I see they were surrounding this guy who look to be 6ix9ine. I approach him and ask him what was his purpose here. He seemed to be in a frenzy as people tried to get all over him so he pointed his hand to a direction and began running there. So many people bump in to me that I lost control of the dream and was back in the void. I had two choices, hold on to my awareness and wait for another transition or wake up. I knew I needed to take care of stuff in waking life so I opted to wake up this time.
Morning of January 28, 2020. Tuesday. Dream #: 19,398-03. Reading time: 1 min 6 sec. In emerging from slow-wave sleep near the middle of my sleep cycle, a dream sometimes starts with the association of something having been underground, a natural precursor to consciousness emergence. It is more likely to occur when the beginning of my sleep cycle has countless vivid images of sand or dirt flowing over and into various rocky formations of inexplicable beauty and realistic detail, nearly as appealing as water-related renderings (which have been at the beginning of every sleep cycle since earliest memory). Both types of induction sequences become more populated with sightings of cave entrances, which signify my anticipation of entering deeper sleep. My dream has a simplistic reinduction narrative. It seems to be nighttime, and about seven soldiers in military camouflage, who are passive to my presence, are here to do some digging. There is no waking process personification or a sense of intrusion here, as it is not near the end of my sleep cycle. Instead, the process focuses on reinduction by summoning water. Even so, a thread of emerging consciousness results in a defined association with the color yellow (rare in dreaming in this mode, occurring mainly in later dreams of my sleep cycle with a more defined waking directive). I look down into a hole in the ground and see a yellow pool pump with a black cord attached. I anticipate the soldiers and I will uncover a large swimming pool, though I neither contemplate how the swimming pool will eventually be at ground level nor the impossibility of such an outcome. I wander around the area with emerging thoughts of dream state reinduction, but my dream fades instead, without the presence of water.
Dreams weren't as good this week. I remember some more dreams but they faded from memory quick. Jamie A dream we were at a restaurant. we were clasping our hands over a table as if we had just decided something. that or i was proposing something and she said, "yes." The feeling was happy and exciting. That's all. Dog Was walking my dog through a forest. He actually started talking to me. He said he was walking funny because the ground was poisoned so I should be careful where I walk him. Guns I was in a house with someone. Another guy broke in with a gun. The other guy said for me to put my gun down or something because it was going to cause a legal issue. I did and my friend shot the intruder from behind. I wish I remembered more...
I went to sleep at like 1am and woke up at almost 4 am. Dreamt the following: I was in my grandparents house, in the backyard. My dad was telling me something but i realized he has lied to me (about whatever he was telling me. It was something like he blamed someone else for something, but actually it was him...) so i walked away from him. [Dream fragment ended there]I'm on the streets with my dad. He's receiving some checks and gave them to me to store them. I get on an elevator on the street, kind of like Willy Wonka's elevator, but instead of being of glass it was like a gates capsule. So one of the 6 to 10 checks flew away... It was worth about $11.000 pesos (about 140 dollars). I was a bit upset about it but everything in the streets was so rushed, like as soon as i stepped into the elevator it began 'flying', that i felt that it wasn't my fault. Also i put the checks in my pocket and i suspected one of them would fly away and that's what happened... but shouldn't have happened... (so i could have become lucid by that if i was paying attention to logic XD). When the elevator lands i walk towards this restaurant in open air. It was a good restaurant so there were medium-high class people having lunch there. I overhear a conversation about Hedera Hashgraph, how it will start being coded next year and i smile and say out loud to them as i walk by that it's already coded XD, but i was kinda happy to hear people talking about it because i had expectations with it. The building i was going to was across the street. So i enter the building, hand in the checks or something. Meanwhile the business had sent a "magnetic drone" that stole confidential information (kind of like the programs Snowden took with him when he walked out of the NSA) and when the drone landed the company became successful and billionare just like that. So the company people started celebrating! What did they celebrate with? Well... there was a lot of alcohol and sex all night long. It was madness. I did a short WBTB (short being 5 minutes or less), tried to notice as i fell asleep but just felt asleep unconsciouslly and i dreamt the following: I was in a beach with friends from highschool. We were on a trip. Actually we didn't have many resources... and i was kind of disoriented and bored. Half of them already went in a bus (idk where, to the next scheduled stop i guess) and half of us were still hanging around. I guess i was disoriented because there were a lot of other tourists and shops, so it was kind of chaotic. But it was like nobody was buying anything and the place was poorish. Then a friend starts spraying me cockroach poison spray to me... he was angry with me for some reason. I told him to stop and he did. But i felt how the spray started burning me, and it was a kind of burn that felt so different. I unconsciouslly related the kind of burn to radiation burn and in the dream i consciouslly related this product with being carcinogenic (which of course it would be since it was poison).
Two dreams, turned mostly into fragments after getting up from bed. I think there was a third one, but I must have forgotten it. Dream Fragment 1: I don't know where I was, it wasn't a familiar place at all, but there was some kind of square and a market. There was a town or city feel to the place and I remember it was day time, although everything looked a bit dark or murky somehow. There was this woman with blonde-ish hair and a fit look (V) whom I know online from a game, though I've never met her in person. She was showing me around? I remember her grabbing me, by the arm or hand and for some reason in the dream this made me visibly uncomfortable. V noticed and asked me what was wrong or whatever. I explained that where I was originally from, physical interaction even with strangers was commonplace, but since I have been living elsewhere for some years now, I had sort of become estranged from the feeling and it was a confusing situation somehow. Next thing I remember is something about a big cruise ship. I went down some steps, avoiding a queue for said ship, with no interest at all in getting on, having passing thoughts about a waste of time it looked like, due to how crowded it seemed like it was going to be. There is then a transition of some kind. Dream Fragment 2: I remember being with H. We're on the road, H is driving; it looks like the type of countryside I'd expect to find here. It was day time, but the sun was close-ish to the horizon, I think more setting than rising, and it was also cloudy. Everything looked a bit desaturated. There is a transition and now we're at some sort of lodge. My mom and my dad are there and we're having a look around. Nobody else is around, and the place is littered with what I can only describe as cultural artefacts from many different places. For some reason I take no particular interest in them however. I remember my parents talking, probably with me, but don't remember the content of the conversation. There are stairs that go up and next thing I know, I find myself going through several upper levels of this lodge. One of my siblings (L) is here and we are both going up the stairs up to a point when we're not inside the house anymore, and it's a cliff. There are still steps, made of rough and weathered stone. As we go up the steps, the incline gets sharper, and this random girl with a massive backpack is also climbing these steps. At first I get past her but as I get nearer a flat bit at the top of these steps, she overtakes me. Next thing I know, I expect to be at the flat bit and that there would be more to climb. I expect that the cliff on the other side would be gentle based on what I felt the formation was like, but no. This was the peak, and it was like a sharp peak. Up here, there was a large but flat rock, on which L sat in a precarious way as always and I could see lots of things below, fields, towns, other mountains. I felt the height we were at was impossibly high for the amount of climbing we'd done, but my legs were shaking and I felt giddy from my irrational fear of heights. At first L tried to get my attention so I wouldn't look down, but that didn't last long. I remember seeing parts of this mountain we were on, looking toward the left. There were large and ancient man-shaped stones along certain parts of the ridges, almost like steps but which were really more like foundations for fortifications. I couldn't let go of the rough stone steps. The way the flat bit of rock was connected meant that there was an extremely narrow part of dirt or rock and I just felt it was risky to try and get there. I wanted to go back down and eventually I did. I remember being at the main part of that lodge again, but the rest of the dream is missing. Some notes: V looked exactly as I would have expected but though we had some conversation, I have no idea what her voice was like, or if it was accurate.H's presence in the second dream was quite short, but so was the presence of my parents and the random girl that was doing the climb too.When I was at the peak of that mountain, there was a cold feel to being there, although I don't remember actually feeling cold. But everything was quite bright, it was clear and sunny and I enjoyed that on some level, but the sort of physical stress I was feeling due to the fear of heights made the experience remind me of several situations in my childhood.During that part of the dream where I was climbing, I remember clearly thinking; "I'm sure I've dreamt of a climb like this". In actual reality, I don't think I have had a dream like that before, but again, the experience was similar to some I had in my childhood.
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