non-lucid

Last night, 6/15

Non-lucid, don't remember much, but setting was derived from middle school in Thief River Falls, but was different. Short, one-story, small, empty, square concrete school building with an outdoor pool on one side. Two poles with a human slingshot between on the other side to launch people into the pool. Gray in color, matching the cloudy skies. Skies are always cloudy in my dreams. Group of people (Kristi from Peru included) were using the slingshot. I was hesitant, as it looked as though it would fling me into the school building, but eventually I decided to do it. When I was flung out of it, I slowed down past the corner of the building in case I would hit it, but I didn't. (Moment of dream control? I think so.) Lazily flipped as speed returned past the building, landed in the pool. As in dream from two nights ago, while I was underwater I tried breathing in to increase buoyancy (had some cognitive dissonance about that as I was underwater but did it anyway.) Then panicked as I realized I just inhaled water, then was fine when I realized that I was asleep and breathing air. For a moment, I sat on the bottom of the pool, looking around breathing and then the dream stopped with my awareness of it.

Two nights ago, 6/14

Don't remember much, but was another flying dream. There are two types of flying dreams I have, but I only count one as a true flying dream. One is a "video game" flight dream, where I move freely through the air using WASD-and-mouse controls. This is usually just an extension of a dream taking place in a video game or something of the like, and the reality of the dream itself is suspended. Other type is actual flying, which involves effort of motion on my part, and usually takes the form of some sort of swimming motion or undulation to propel myself. Also, this type of flying frequently requires me to learn to become more agile. Initially I fly with great effort and slow speed, and then become more accustomed to my powers of flight and can bank and swoop with more ease. This dream was of the second sort.

Three nights ago, 6/13

Odd dream with a large wooden structure setting in the middle of a blue sunny ocean. Wooden structure seemed to be modeled after Minister's Treehouse stylings, which is where my dreams usually tend to go architecturally. Modern, rough wood forms with very open structure outside. Was video-game-flying in this one to work on aspects of the structure, Minecraft-style. Perhaps will call it Minecraft-flying. Was searching for things, playing a computer game with a spider character which was actually quite fun, but was only able to play for short bits at a time before plot kept pulling me away. Also, Usher song was played for me by someone, and I really liked it and was searching for a way to play it to listen to it. All that in accordance with the theme in my dreams of getting almost close enough to touch something but never quite there in a very Le Grand Meaulnes sense.

I was with my parents at night/dusk in Washington. We were in a place on the water with a lot of trees, darkly wooded. We were getting in the old rusty van we used to have, and my parents explained to me that we had to leave because if we didn't this one dude would kill us. He told us the recent stories of the deaths of several other prominent people in the area who somehow opposed the guy in a public forum, but then he killed them one by one. As he told me these stories I saw them happening, how he hunted them. So we left, but my dad handed me my old CD case. In it, there were a bunch of newspaper clippings and notes implicating this guy in his crimes. Somehow we got separated and I ended up in a little diner outside of town but still in the woods at night. The diner was pretty big and had faux-wood paneling. It seemed to be a house that was converted to a diner, as it had side rooms from the entryway that were used by employees. I tried to show a waitress my evidence to get it out there, and she believed me. I told her to take it and turn it in to the police as soon as she could. When she left the table, a couple of cops showed up to eat. I spoke with them casually for a minute, and then went to one of the backrooms that the waitress had put the evidence in. As I walked up to it, I saw that the lights were off and the door was open. The big bald guy from the bar that I threw out was in the dream, working for the murderer, and he was just stepping out of the room as I walked up. He had taken the evidence and was leaving to destroy it. As we locked eyes, I didn't know what to do to stop him and I woke up.

Dreamed that I was in a room about the size of the racketball courts at the gym that had one door in the front to get in or out. Me and two friends (I don't remember who) had to fight and kill the other people to escape. This particular set of foes was led by a woman who was known for putting booby traps in an area and around the exit. She and her cronies came in, and we started testing each other as one or two of her group would come over and try to attack. I had a rather flimsy but razor sharp ribbon of metal/sword thing and I don't remember what my partners had. One of the bad guys came over, and he was older and told us that he was with the FBI and was trying to shut this place down and arrest those involved, but that we would be arrested too if we didn't lay down our weapons. I angrily told him that I didn't see anyone arresting anyone yet but that I didn't know if he was for real or not so I told him to get away from me. If he was right, I'd defend myself in court. Otherwise, he could be tricking us.