Nelzi's DJ

In all my recent dreams I am always so nice to people and they are nice to me. They are all pleasant dreams, the unpleasant ones are fortunately rare for me and I haven't had a nightmare since I was a child. But this night I was confronted with one of my recurring childhood nightmares, where I am in the role of a Jew during world war two in Germany, and I am always haunted by Nazis and the holocaust.

Three fragments followed by two dreams:

• I'm on my way from my grandmother's house to my mother's with 3 other guys. I go down through the garden into the valley. It's raining and I'm the only one with an umbrella, too bad for the others I think and enjoy my dry place beneath it.
  
  I want to cook some nice food when we arrive at my mother's apartment, so I ponder my appetites and imagine what would be nice to eat. Then, when we cross the small wooden bridge across the small river, there are three nice chicken filet frying on the right side. They have the same size as a human and look delicious and well spiced.
  
  Don't know who I was with. The environment was the real and well known environment between my grandmother's house and my mother's apartment. Had some chicken the previous day.
  
  
• I am in a courtyard of a big farmers house, there are many people. I have a really big bar of chocolate and I should share it with the others. Sharing is fine I think and I give half of the chocolate bar for sharing, while I selfishly enjoy the other delicious half myself.
  
  Sharing 50% is enough. Who can say no to chocolate.
  
  
• I am at a big harbor with much traffic on the water, many big passenger ships. I am on a big platform with many people, some are just walking, some are enjoying the view across the harbor, standing at a railing.
  
  I spot a young man who stands there with no shirt, so I ask him "aren't you cold? It's so windy", he says "it's all cool" and smiles.
  
  Then I see another guy, who looks just like one of my friends from behind and I tap him on the shoulder and hug him. Suddenly I realize that he is a stranger and not my friend. I apologize and feel sad, because I was happy to see my friend. The stranger is a bit confused, but takes it with a smile.
  
  Dunno...
  
  
• I'm in the city with two of my friends, there are big streets, much traffic and many traffic lights. As we intend to cross a street, the traffic light switches from green to yellow, but I think "no big deal, I can easily make it, I'm not gonna die from this!", so I keep going, while my friends stand still. I almost get hit by a car coming from the right, the brakes make a loud noise and scare me. There is a police station in front of me.
  
  Now I am about 50 m ahead of the two and as I turn around to look after them, they scream and yell at one driver. The car stops and the driver yells back, but that only gets the whole trouble started: The window of the passenger seat opens and a young Nazi with a handgun begins shooting at my friends, one of them has also a gun and begins shooting back. I hear some bullets hitting the car, I am really frightened now. The window from the backseat opens as well and another young Nazi begins shooting in all directions, including mine, with an assault rifle. I panic and run behind the nearest buildings. The Nazi gang leaves the car and begins hunting their 'usual group of targets', while they scream hateful Nazi phrases.
  
  I run across a big soccer field, where people are playing soccer and soft ball. They must not have realized the trouble, I calm myself with the fact that I saw a police station nearby. The field is big and I run as fast as I can, still frightened.
  
  I come to a house with 6 apartments, there are names on the doorbells and on one there is "[My name], the Jew sitter", so it must be my apartment I think. But the house scares me, there are all these hateful phrases on the walls, and the fact that I am labeled "Jew sitter", while there is a Nazi gang on the way freaks me out.
  
  So I hide behind the building on a small hill with an old and rotten train track. I calm down a bit. I see some homeless people and some junkies chilling on the train track a little further ahead. Then there is this ringing sound that comes when the railroad barriers are closing.
  
  When I woke up, I realized that the ringing sound was my phone moaning for power and I somehow incorporated that into the dream. The Nazi nightmares were haunting me when I was a child and had learned about all the cruelties from the holocaust. I guess back then I was so overwhelmed with how cruel humans could possibly be (and obviously I still am. I grew up in Germany, don't know if that's relevant, though).
  
  So here was an unscheduled WBTB, where I did some MILD exercises and imagined how the dream would be when I had been lucid. Also, I realized that I did not have the capacity to RC, when I saw the train track, which is one of my recurring dream signs. Maybe I should make Nazis to my dream sign, because they are fortunately only present in my dreams nowadays. Spotting them right away in the dream will give me the opportunity for a nice revenge
  
  
• I'm at a party at my university. Everyone is happy and the party is fun, I smoke a Joint with two of my friends, they get really high. Later they want to go outside, but I rather stay inside.
  
  I try to use a cash machine, but it refuses to give me any cash, because my card is broken. I meet a bald black guy who is waiting in the line to the cash machine and I start talking to him. He is very nice and we have fun together, so we decide to chill in the room next door. There is a table with big soft couches around it and there are some hot girls sitting there. As we sit down, the girls are gone and I wonder what I did wrong, but it doesn't affect our mood. The black guy shares his cigarette with me, it looks like a joint but he assures it is a cigarette.
  
  I go down a narrow staircase to the toilets after promising the black guy that I'll be back soon. I then find myself in a library with many people working and reading in small booths, it is big and confusing and I admit to myself that I have lost track of where I am. I somehow manage to get outside and try to get back to the party. There is a small field with a police car and I walk across the field towards the building. I meet one of my friends with whom I have smoked earlier that night. Strange thing is there are two of him. So I say "Hi [name of friend]" two times, once to each of them. I wonder why there are two times the same person and then I wake up.
  
  Confusing dream, but somehow cool and very vivid. I like WBTB, should do it more often, I think it is a nice tool for dreams in general. I have always had the impression that a small waking phase in the end of the sleep cycle improves dream vividness, even before learning about WBTB and LDing.