Lucid-schizo-dreamer

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I am playing some kind of game, following leads, finding clues, to unravel some mistery. I'm alone but competing with other teams. The last lead brought me to this hexagonal atrium, with scupltures in wall niches, decorations on the walls,
and the clues I have is "9" and "ice". I look around to find anything that relates to these clues. I see a stone roman nine on a wall and what seems like and ice cristal. I press them, hoping to open some door or something, but nothing happens.
Then a couple of other teams appear and they have different clues, but they also follow my logic and start pressing others numbers and symbols. Nothing happens.
Then I have the feeling I have been here before and this hasn't worked, so I reason that the answer is cooperation. We all found clues and together they form a password. I suggest this to the others, only a couple of blond girls thinks I am probably right, the others think I just want to still their clues. But after a while of everyone trying their own ideas with no sucess, they consider trying my idea. We try different combinations and I say them out loud. When I pronounce the right one, my voice sounds like a thunderous angel's voice. It shakes the fabric of the universe, it shatters the place we were then. And I find myself in this ohter place, strangely looking like a diner or cafeteria in the 60's. I look around, trying to figure out what's this about and I see my grandparents, younger than I've ever met them. I stare at them and my grandmother looks at me with a frown, like "what are you staring at?". I have the feeling this was the moment when I chose my family, before my parents had even met. When I feel this certainty within me, I then feel like I'm transported to heaven's waiting room, where I am pampered and all my needs attended by incredibly polite waiters. I sit at a bar and I am served nice cocktail drinks I don't even ask for. They also ask me what I want to eat and they offer me seafood, which I reject and ask for something vegetarian instead. But they tell me all the "animal-like" food they have in this place does not come from real animals. No living animal was actually killed, this food is materialized as it is. I still don't think it feels right and I don't eat it. Then a boy sits by my side and starts flirting with me. Says he is a huge fan, I soon realize he is more than that. He is becoming annoying, so I tell him politely that I'm not interested, but he makes a scene, throwing dishes with food on the floor, on his chair, all over me. The nice waiters come immediately to help me, they clean up everything and about my dirty clothes, I understand I just need to imagine a new set of freshc clothes and they instantly replace the dirty ones. He is kicked out from this place. But eventually I decide to get outside of this "waiting room". I go fly a bit over a forest outside, but soon I am shot from the middle of the trees. It fails to hit me, but then more shots follow and I have trouble avoiding them. I fly away to a nearby city, but all the people there look alike and they all turn to me and try to hit me. They don't have guns, but they throw anything else at me. At first I just dodge, but after a while I'm getting sick of it and start catching and throwing back. And I don't fail and they fall and I weaken him/them.
Then the time comes... In the middle of the chaos, appears like a nursing room and symbols of my childhood to come. I see a box with toys and the barbie doll ballerina that I will have and hold in my memory 'till this day.
Then the dolls become real women experiencing sexual ecstasy and I am being pulled into a vortex. As they reach orgasm simultaneously, I also experience an orgasm and as my body spasms, I wake up.

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(...) I think I've been here before in another dream. There was a strange apartment with a long glass window and I saw a horse inside the house... There were also some dangerous, violent individuals, acting like zombies... It seems the same place, it has the same feeling to it.
I see people around, but they seem harmless, normal. Only a bit desperate. Then this guy arrives. He wears a white suit and has long white hair. He is not handsome, but there's something attractive about him. But as soon as he talks, I recognize him. Shit, he has been appearing a lot. He adresses all these people, he offers them a chance, a path, a hope, if only they sign this contract with him. I warn them "don't do it! he'll take your soul!", but they don't care, they ignore me. He comes agressively towards me. Although his face and demeanour remain the same, I see him as he truly is: monstrous! I feel terror, but I hold my ground. "No! You'll never have my soul! Leave me alone!" I run away.

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(...) Walking by a street in a poor neighboorhood. I see a girl who used to be my neighbour and I follow her. I end up inside a lady's home, not understanding how I got inside until I realize she doesn't have wall on one of the sides of her house. I excuse for my invasion and try to go back out in the street, but it seems that all houses are interconnected open spaces and there's really no street anymore. Then it gets so bad, that I have to walk over people's beds, with the people laying and sleeping on it, because in each division, there's tens of people and there's basically no floor space, just beds packed together. I realize how lucky I am to have a gigantic home compared to them. Just my bedroom is bigger than this room where some 15 people live. Then I finally find an exit, to a back alley, but I feel vertigo when I see that this back alley is just a tiny stretch of dirt before a precipice. I almost fall down. But other people use it to go from house to house, no worries. I see my old neighbour again and I follow her, to find myself in a sort of communal open space where kids play. They are so sweet and we become friends so easily. I feel warm hearted. Then I am approached by a small elephant and a blue and white bird. So cute! I play with them and we end up cuddling together, the elephant hugging me from the left and the blue bird stuck between us, with his belly up and a look of absolute happiness and delight. I feel so much love.

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(...) An incredible coincidence happens in Riverstone's life, which makes him aware of a mistake he was about to make and puts him on a path that is extremely favourable to him. He makes a comment like he is thankful for the path correction but wondering how many sentient beings will suffer in consequence. I don't understand wht he means and he explains his view that karma balance is in pyramidal hierarchy. The more merits you accumulate the better karma you have but the universe has to balance it by distributing equal ammount of bad karma to those with no merits. "I find that hard to accept. Is karma like entrophy? So what happens when you accumulate endless merits and you tend towards budhahood? The rest of the world plunges into darkness, so you can get enlightened. And then what? Big bang happens?" He just points out that I should see how the beings who are close to enlightnement, magically don't need to worry anymore about providing for themselves, there's always people attending to their needs and that gives them more freedom to meditate and pursue liberation, like in a positive feedback loop.(...)

(...) A lost man appears at my front door, asking for a place to spend the night. I let him in, he seems harmless. But later on I think he kidnaps me, because there's a gap in my memory and I end up at some place where they seem to be making experiments with humans andhibridation with something else. I watch a baby being born and starting to talk soon after and growing up in one day the equivalent to at least 5 years.
I wake up and start writing down this dream, just to realize I'm still dreaming.
Next thing I am trying to escape this place, it's a complex labyrinthic building. They don't lock me up, they just keep me in some living area where others like me are kept to do a seemingly normal life until whatever.
I find Zilla and some other girl I know among them. I tell them I found a small hatch under some stairs in a discrete place where few people go and invite them to try to escape with me through there. They accept to take a peak. I go inside and find a tunnel that opens up like a funnel and seems like a promising getaway route. But when it's their turn, someone else passes by and they just run away. I decide to go alone and see where it leads.
I find myself in a different area, where other people are confined, most of them of african descent. I am welcomed by a group of Angolans and one big lady shows surprise when I tell her my name. She says she has a notebook, where she rights down information she gets in her dreams and that recently she dreamt of a girl with my name. I get half lucid, not entirely aware I'm dreaming, but very much focused and I can clearly read from her notebook and even when I look at different times, the information on it does not change.
She shows me the page and it adds up. She wrote my name, my approx. weight in kgs (60), my height in feet (5.4) - and I just had to check online how much that is in meters, cause I use metric system - my day and month of birth and... the date of my death! I was shocked, because it is 14 June 2014. I turn to her "That's just a little more than a couple of months away! It can't be!". She says " I don't make the rules, I just get the information". "So, I do I die?". And she touches me and I have a vision of an accident, some heavy metal piece falling from a scaffold over my head. There is only one thing that does not add up, the year of birth: she wrote 1964 and that is more than 15 years before I was born. I tell her that maybe it's not me, but someone else with my name and older than me. She says, her visions are not always 100% spot on and some numbers might get confused, but if every other number is right, there's good chance it is me.
So, obviously, I'll avoid any construction site and scaffolds around that day!

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I am one of the maids of a princess. She is invited to meet a prince, supposedly to arrange a marriage between the two and I am one of the two maids that will accompany her. We are silly girls, gossiping all the way about how romantic this is and how this prince will be such a gentleman and they'll fall in love for each other. But when we arrive at his palace, in the mountains, he is still in bed, apparently with an hangover. The king is pissed and drags us with him to the prince's room, where we have to watch him dragging him out of bed. He is rude and unclean. But that's not the worst.
Later on, he invites the princess to his quarters and we accompany her, but instead of a chaste meeting to break the ice, we find ourselves in a room surrounded by court members dressed in S&M costumes, mostly black and golden, and the princess is sexually abused and humilliated by the prince in front of everybody. They cheer and they help torture her and we are hopelessly forbiden to interfere. So I run to the garden outside. I meet a nice couple that comforts me and says they understand my shock. They ask if I know what's going on. I don't. Then part of their heads becomes green, with spikes and I realize they aren't quite human. They say that's true, no one inside that palace is really human. And because we, maids, have already seen too much, we will be sacrificed after this sexual ritual ends. They say they can help me, but they don't know if they can still help the other maid who's still inside.
They tell me to hide in the woods. I stay there, behind a stone wall, until it's dark. I see people from the villages down below, coming up to the palace gardens, supposedly invited to some public event. They wait outside in a very festive enviroment. But then I see strange lights in the sky and as they come closer, I distinguish triangular shaped ships that start shooting rays of light that kill people. As people run in panic, one of the ships lands nearby and some strange creatures, like deformed horses, covered in black suits, come out of it and start shooting rays in all directions. Always hidden behind that wall, I try to run away from there too. I come across this couple that helped me before and they point me an entrance to a tunnel, they say will exit 1 or 2 kms downhill. I step inside, but it is very tight and I feel claustrophobic thinking about crawling 1 or 2 kms in that dark tunnel. I prefer to take my risks in the woods. So I keep going downhill and I see more of those dark horses killing people and barely escape one.
Only when it's early morning I arrive at a village and feel safe. There's other survivors arriving to and sharing their stories and wondering what kind of creatures were that. Some claim that the dark horses actually had people inside, others talk about monsters disguised as people.

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(...) I encounter Nighthawk, he looks a bit bizarre, dressed all white with a small red tie and red pullover over the shoulders. We talk, he invites me out. It's early morning, so we go out for breakfast. We find this posh place where I expect to be served a lush meal, but there's something strange about the place. It's a large ballroom, the stage is set, music is playing. We are taken to a table and they say there's little beer left. I say "who drinks beer for breakfast?" but these people were probably there all night. A show starts. I see dancers coming on stage dressed with uniforms that seem familiar. The waitress brings me a frapuccino. I try to remember "Did I ask this? I don't recall having made an order.". I call her back, I want to know if it has cow milk, 'cause then I'm not drinking it. Meanwhile the dancers dance and I realize, their uniforms are from the SS. WTF? More dancers come on stage, with nazi german uniforms and flags. The public shouts "Hitler, Hitler!" and I say "oh my god, what the fuck is this?". Someone says, "It's a nazy themed party, but it is purely satirical". "Satirical, my ass! Anybody entering through that door right now, would say this is celebratory". I want to get of there as soon as possible. But then I recall, no, I didn't ask for the frapuccino, this is just a fucked up dream.
I get lucid and fly away from there. I cross over town and just enjoy the beauty of the details of the place.

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(...) With ZIlla, at some conference. There are stands from different countries. Don't know the topic of the event, but I see mainly Asians. There's some stir, when tibetans put their table really close to the chinese. A fight starts and some japanese dressed like samurais step in. Zilla gets caught in the middle of it. A medallion comes into my hand. My attention goes entirely to it. I focus on its surface, design, details, I get lucid. I am sucked into the medallion. I see and become its molecules. As I dive towards the quantic level, I exit on a clear blue sky where I float around in bliss.
Slowly, I descend on the ground. As I walk through a cobbler stone street, everything around seems perfect: the sky is a pallete of beautiful colours, beautiful birds dance in the sky, showers of petals... I feel like a goddess. The overwhelming feeling is of love and romance. I look around and wonder what I should do about it. The silly idea that comes to my mind is to create a cliché romantic scenario that I'll never experience in life. I imagine a beautiful dress to wear and a white gown appears over my skin. I imagine a gorgeous palace I'm walking into, to meet my prince charming. So far, so good and the birds keep dancing around. But when I enter the palace, inside it looks oddly small, actually, it's nothing more than a trailer. And my prince? Well, he is handsome, but rude, drunk and is all bruised. He asks what the fuck I'm looking at. He says such-and-such kicked him. I feel he probably deserved. So disappointing.
I end up meeting his bully and flirting with him. Silly fantasy gone bad.

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(...) I share the house with my whole family. Parents, grandparents, I even have to share my room with my best friend. Life is ok, just a bit crowded and back to the basics.
One day, my friend and I meet a handsome stranger, who coincidentally looks just like Matt Damon. He seems a bit lost and he needs a place to crash, so we offer him to stay in our room for the night. He is so cute, I realize both my friend and I are doing shifts in trying to seduce him, but he is just not that interested.
The next day he takes us to his hood. It's in a part of town where people are even poorer than us. He shows us a community centre, where people help each other out and meals are cooked and served to the masses. A lady is stirring corn porridge in a giant cooker and people line up to get some. But still, they seem happy, some are dancing after eating, there's nice music, a festive environment. That's when a strange looking group appears. They almost seem like buddhist monks and lamas, with long red and orange vests, trumpet sounds and banners in the wind. Everybody bows down and folds their hands when their "spiritual leader" comes up in front. I am still stunned by the whole thing and I feel genuine devotion, but the guy doesn't seem too friendly. He gives orders for a random selection of the people and I'm caught in the group. We are guided through this festive troupe of musicians and dancers to a sort ot transportation tunnel system and as I walk into it, I feel honoured for having been chosen. But the transport drops us directly into what looks like the posh downtown area, with buildings, terraces, roads, squares, but no people walking around. I find strange, until a white car comes in racing and hitting as many of us as it possibly can. I realize this is a cross between hungry games and mad max. Someone must be watching and having fun as we are killed. But I don't go down that easily. I run, I jump, I do whatever is necessary to escape and at some point I manage to create a trap for the car and he hits and gets stuck at some concrete structure I lured it into.
The driver gets out of the car, pissed, but he just leaves. In his place appear two large guys who plan to beat me up, the old fashioned way. I avoid all their hits and I hit back. But they are both bigger and stronger than me. My hist don't seem to hurt them much. The bigger one is laughing at me, and asks me what martial art am I practicing. I reply that I'm not following any, I'm just using my intuition. He says my intuition will not help me for so long.
That's when we hear a loud noise and we look up. What seem to be two police helicopters, with no helices and joined together by some sort of bridge, draws a circle in the air, passes over our heads and flies in the direction of a huge building in the horizon, which I see now for the first time. It is a big block of concrete and glass windows, with a semi-circular and horizontal highpass on the top pf the building. I know that is the headquarters of the central power. And the helis are going straight into it. But I think "if history taught us a lesson is that a plane crashing into a building will not make it collapse". But the helis were clearly modified and probably contained a lot of explosive stuff, because soon after they crashed into the building, there were a series of explosions that made the building collapse. As the debris are flying in all directions, the few people around start running away in fear.
We run and run, until we leave this dowtown area behind, and cross the hoods, and more people joining the run, and crossing barriers that used to divide the zones. Until some of us reach the most outer area, a place with a really bad vibe, empty concrete buildings with no glass on the windows. I hide in a building for a while, to avoid breathing all the dust that is outside and to have some rest from all the events. but I feel a presence. There's someone patrolling the building and it seems to be very dangerous. I go from room to room trying to keep ahead of it, but I encounter signs of something horrific. Heads and other body parts scattered around. A bloody smell. And then I am at the door of a room where lots of people sleep on the floor, but they don't look quite human. They are indeed a cannibal zombie like pack. I got to be careful not to wake them up. That's when an army of clone androids bursts in and starts shooting all over the place. I use the opportunity to run.
I keep running, I meet again some other people who are also running. We're looking for the outer rim. We're hoping it might be collapsed or defenseless, so we can go out and see what's outside this world. We encounter this giant wall. It seems to have a top, but as we climb, it just continues to go and go and never end. But some clever guy notices something about a technical compartment halfway in the wall. He manages to open it and manipulate it to crash the intelligent system that continuously creates the wall. And it starts opening gaps and we see people down on the ground level being able to pass it through. So we go over it as well.
The other side is countryside and there are still a few remote villages where people live simply and we join them.
I go back for my family and after we settle in this brave new world, in a new house in the country, I watch my mom knitting and making crochet, more peaceful than ever.

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I am at some beach club or something of the kind. Lots of young boys and girls, having fun, playing games. Girls are lured into a strange competition which involves following leads and collecting objects to achieve some final goal which will be revealed once the puzzle is complete.
At first I just watch, but I find it both fishy (it seems just a pretense to lure the girls into increasingly dark and remote places, maybe so they can disappear) and challenging (I absolutely want to play it and I am certain I can win it). So I sign up, with mixed feelings: will do my best to win, but will also keep my eyes open as I go along.
First challenge involves going down some kind of well, with a sort of diver's suit to get some clue from the bottom of it. There's a mix of physical challenges like that, but then we also have to solve the puzzles and enigmas that come with the clues, so we can find which is the next challenge. I follow a number of these and they often involve going down or crawling inside dirty, dark places. But I start passing in front of the other girls who were ahead of me. And I start getting a better picture of it all. It's hard to explain, but with each task we're getting closer and closer to become pawns of a sick game, to reduce us to unaware servants of some entity we haven't even met. I was right about my initial feeling. So, once I'm winning the game, I start subverting it, blocking all other players to follow me and move forward. This displeases the powers that be, behind the whole thing. The last object I collected are some kind of bean shaped marbles, in a black iridescent colour, that seem to be alive. I accidentaly let some of them fall to the ground and they immediately divide and multiply. I don't know what I am supposed to do with it. But I then find myself into some kind of giant maze with high walls that keep getting bigger. I feel an uncomfortable sense of being trapped.At the top of one of these walls, a figure appears and it is devilish. It spreads out in a kind of red, living, palpitating matter, which covers the wall and the floor and comes in my direction. I don't know what to do, but I throw the marbles in front of me and they start multiplying and spreading in the opposite direction, engulfing this devilish form which wanted to devour me, but also threatening to engulf me to. I run to the end of the maze, trying to escape this darkness that is devouring everything. I encounter a room, with only a box in it. It's not a big box, it's just enough to put my two feet together inside it. There's no other place where I can hide or a door or window, through where to escape. But I hear like a voice telling me to go into the box. It's impossible, I think. But the voice is there saying I need to go, it's the only place I can hide. And I believe that I should try. I put my two feet in it, the box is already full, but then I squat and I fit perfectly in it. No more space left, but then I also push my shoulders and head inside it and incredibly, the box is still small, the size it had in the beggining and I am still my normal size, but I'm inside it, perfectly covered and protected. I remember Milarepa, who sat inside a conch. It is it.

Had the best of dreams. A dream came true and I knew happiness.