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Dream 1
It feels like we're playing a game. Something not entirely real. There is a guy standing in my mom's room. The bed is gone, but there are some plastic explosives (like C4) placed on the ground. I'm standing just outside of the room. I wanted to make a bomb out of it, but I'm not sure how to do it. The guy does it for me and explains that you gotta be careful, cause it's unstable and might explode prematurely. I move a bit to the left to take cover behind the wall if needed. He sets a timer for about 30 seconds and then tries to walk out of the room. I push him back in. This happens several times, until there are just a few seconds left. I run and the bomb goes off with the guy still inside my mom's room. The fire/smoke comes out of the room a little bit. I'm not sure if that was the correct amount of explosives to use.

The setting has flawlessly turned into my student home. I'm standing in a room that in reality is occupied by a blond girl, but in this dream by the guy I just murdered. The room has a brown laminate floor and there's a mini fridge. Just like reality, but with furniture missing. At first it was fun when it was a game, but now I have a guilty conscience. I can understand why some people think murdering is fun, but to live with knowing you murdered someone... The guy who in reality moved out earlier this week has laid dibs on the room. Whatever man. If he's not gonna pay the rent he's gonna be kicked out within a month anyway. I walk out of the room.

Dream 2
I'm in my student house. Despite the fact that this moment takes place entirely inside a room with a closed door, it feels like the orientation of the room is off with reality. As if the room has turned 90° and is also located elsewhere. I'm standing in front of the toilet, peeing. I recall my footing being weird, but not exactly how. It's the type of toilet that I like to refer to as a splashing toilet (drop a #2 and your butt might get wet). Suddenly a goldfish appears in the water. What the hell? Did he just swim here from the other side of the pipes?

Dream 3
I'm still in my student house. Everything is totally off from reality. I just found out there's a second kitchen on the ground floor, right next to the kitchen I've always been using. Sweet man! I think back about 2 days ago when I told my housemate's girlfriend that there's only 1 kitchen on the ground level. I look around. I like this kitchen more than the other one. From now on I'm definitely gonna use this one, much cleaner. I walk from this one, through another common area, to the other kitchen. In the common area there's a long black table which is quite high. Like a bar. There's a guy my age sitting there with his laptop and 1 or 2 people. He's trying to sell them a phone subscription from a company called Euphony. Huh.. that went bankrupt, didn't it? Does he even know that? I walk into the other kitchen. My laptop is standing there and I look up the info on Euphony.

Dream 4
I'm sitting in a big living room with my housemate. We're about to go stream on Twitch, but instead of playing a videogame it seems we're gonna be playing beerpong. My best friend's little brother is there to.. not sure if my best friend is there as well. Someone from the team on the other side throws the ball. I'm about to throw, but notice that the setup isn't like what I'm used to. There's a stack of cups in the middle and they are obstructing the view on the cups on the other side. There are only 6 cups on the other side and none on my side. Ehhh.

I sit in front of the computer, waiting for us to be able to play the game. In the mean time we're still streaming and people are responding. I feel like I need to interact with these people to prevent them from leaving. Some do leave the stream and that message is shown about 8 times in a row, instead of just one time. I'm totally new to Twitch, so I have no clue about what to do. Also, this keyboard really sucks. Eventually I walk away. My housemate is sitting somewhere else in the living room, sitting less than a metre away from a big screen and playing a game. I move on to the bathroom, and on a white plastic little shelf above the sink I see a can of Amstel. Ah so that's where my beer went! The can has a different lighting than the rest of the dream, making it stand out in a kind of unique way. Beautiful.

Fragment
I recall walking outside of a library and eventually going in. Not alone.

So this dream was actually terrifying just from a real life level lol
In my dream I was staying in a city over night, or possible just on business. While I was there I was hopping around to different bars and restaurants downtown. Inside one restaurant I walked into, I just happened to meet a beautiful young lady. She had long brown hair and tanned skin, very skinny yet shapely. We sat down and started having a meal, like a date. I remember thinking in my dream that it was a little odd that I just met someone and now I was eating with them, but I guess it wasn't enough to snap me lucid. While we were eating, I was half paying attention, half fighting a moral battle. See I have a girlfriend in real life that I would never cheat on - though the fear of it has crossed my mind. By fear, I guess I mean not having the will power to refuse a sudden, attractive advance from a stranger. Even though its something I would never do, fear finds it's way into your subconscious.
So I was very nervous to be out with this woman, and as such I wasn't paying her much attention (i.e looking at my phone a lot ect..). During the meal a random guy walked up and just kinda look at us for a while. She seemed to know him, and after a while he approached me and started asking me random dating questions. Quickly it clicked that he was a gay best friend, concerned, quizzing me to see if I am good enough for her. I answered a few with very open ended answers that gave way for me to take over the conversation, and over all, seem confident and in control. He laughed and walked away. That's when the date really picked up, as she started asking questions of her own. This is the first time I looked her in the eyes and actually made an effort to be on this date. Its funny, I think a lot of her looks were developed when I looked at her for the first time. Like, I thought I knew how she looked, but it was locked in when I first really made eye contact. Seems like with my moral dilemma, I also couldn't 100% decide if she was entirely attractive or just some what.. (of course I mean attractive as relative to my interests)

Anyway, after talking for a bit I stood up and informed her I was going to use the restroom real quick. As I looked around and proceeded to the bathroom, I noticed the signs for male or female were themed strangely. They were in some hard to interpret pun that fit the restaurants theme (something I commonly look for and hate). Inside they were huge. Sprawling with several stalls, showers, and urinals, all within multiple rooms (a common site in my dreams... public restrooms are often giant for some reason). I switched on the lights, which worked at first until I turned the corner and they went back off.. my dream luck.
So I went back around, confronted a large black man - he said he didn't turn them off, it happens all the time. I took his word for it, turned them back on, and went to a stall. Upon exiting it I bumped straight into my date who laughs and giggles. She leads me around to this like sitting area (again.. in a bathroom. Btw the lights are back off at this point) where she started rubbing her hands on my chest, making it pretty clear what was about to happen. Then, as if it was instant karma, I moved in for a guilty kiss - and she pushed a paper in my face. It was an ad explaining that her rent was late and for any one of the several packages, she would give me sexual favors. As if that wasn't disappointing enough, it also said she had stolen my credit card and I could get it back for a minimum of a $100 payment.

Shocked I looked down from the paper to see my card in her hand. For a moment I eyed it while she was talking, waiting for a moment to snatch it back. Then suddenly, some of her friends came in, laughing, obviously amused that she had caught another guy in this trap. As the girl who must be the leader walked in, my date threw her my card, which she quickly put in her pocket. Me, having enough of all this, stormed her and somehow got my card back but dropped the paper. They got upset but didn't actively attack me. I gathered my things, frantically made sure everything was there, and then left.

As I walked back out, the door no longer lead to the restaurant, but instead outside to some park. The park was in lock down, and red and blue light started flashing. I looked back and saw that a turnstile had appeared over the bathroom entrance. It's at this moment I realize I didn't have the paper she gave me, and if I wanted to bust this sick exploitation ring, I needed it. So I went back inside. Passing people who were evacuating, and found the sitting area. The girls were gone but the paper wasn't! I grabbed it and my laptop case, which was there.. dont ask me why, and left. I passed the girls on the way out, but it was too dark for them to notice who I was until I was almost out.

Poor dream recall today. Tried SSILD last night for the first time.

Driving a large bus, not sure why, bit of recurring theme driving a large vehicle and finding it difficult. Turned left off a main road and was in front of the library I used to use as a child and wanted to stop but an old woman was telling me that I couldn't stop there the bus stop was at the other side of the carpark so I had to drive around.

I have waited too long since I woke up so other dreams now faded, and I can't remember them.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Went to bed at maybe 12:15, then fiddled around trying to find an alarm app for DEILD until I found a pretty decent one that you could change the length of the alarm and set it to turn off by itself. Then I proceeded to lie in bed waiting for sleepdom for roughly 3 hours. I fell asleep somewhere between 3-4 and woke up at 6:50ish. I then couldn't get back to sleep until 8ish and woke up at 9:10 I think. I had planned to get up earlier so I could actually fix my sleeping issue, since waking up earlier helps me sleep. I was too tired to wake up any earlier and my friend came over knocking his fist on my door so I couldn't go back to sleep anyways . My insomnia might be getting worse because of the approaching summer and intense heat we've had lately, along with the shorter nights (sun sets earlier and rises earlier).

Dream - Spec ops
I seem to be hopping from train to train at different points in the dream. Towards the end I was on a train with another guy, the trains weren't even really trains now that I think about it. It looked like a bullet train that was squashed dorso-ventrally, there were two seats which you had to lie down on your stomach to be in. I think I was some kind of spec ops unit operating on infiltrating something. The guy next to me was the actual driver of the train and he got a call from his boss and they said some name for the location which I forgot... Started with a 'P' and 'ong' in the name. I try to explain to the other that we're in a predicament, I show him there electronic dog tags that have the name on it and a little bit of history. They're some kind of organization that was going to kill us once they got the delivery to leave no witnesses. We arrive at the location (I think we went through some sort of train tunnel), which is in a desert looking area. We go 'inside' the train, and sit in the cockpit seats, it looks exactly likely the inside of a safari kind of jeep. In fact, it's almost like the whole vehicle turned into a safari jeep. I tell the other guy to leave the talking to me and step outside to talk to the an approaching man. He's wearing military gear with a rifle strapped around his shoulder. I try to act natural because I'm not actually supposed to be here. I kind of wake up after this in a haze and start becoming more conscious of the dream floating around in my head, thinking of different strategies to deal with the situation until I realize that I'm awake.

Randomly Annoying

I was taking out a dream character that made me feel bad.[I hate when this happens but it happens] Then the dream shifted to where i was observing my hands. I felt them squishy and like i could only feel the inner part of my hands. After that I was gonna go out the window but than the dream shifted.

At first I was on my bed but couldn't move. Than my eyes forcefully closed. After that I was pouring a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch when i heard girls talking in the front window. They were teenagers that told a guy to play around with a girl than make fun of her in the end. I took my spoon than told them by shouting that it was wrong to do that. The dream sort of deformed after that than i woke up.



Petals On The Ground

I was somewhere where my brother's friend was talking to me about something.Then went to a room where I and a group of other people had to do something with our own weapons to save my father from a life of being a pimp. [Which he is not] Anyways after swinging whatever i had around and trying to bring up a power the dream shifted and I remember appearing in some castle like place.

I followed a guy who I thought was a familiar best friend and there was a group following me behind. I thought of them as visitors/tourists to the place. I told the guy who was suppose to be my best friend to follow me to a secret passage. I dropped white/pinkish flower petals onto the ground as I led the way.Than we went up the stairs of what was a broken bridge i guess. I saw a earring on the ground so i picked it up than a girl appeared.

I thought she wanted the earring, which i thought was the earring i actually lost in waking life. I ran with the guy than told him to let me ride his back. I rode his back than looked back. The girl followed but the place became a huge building crowded with people. I noticed my mom so i got off his back than handed my mom a pair of sunglasses. The glasses transformed to a puzzle than my mom's face began to light up with bright make up. I thought it was pretty than a group of ladies surrounded my mom.

One asked my mom why I looked so shy. My mom said cause i had menopause.[I don't.] Than the lady said they have medication for that and I should go to a place she recommended. I held onto my mom's arm kind than I woke up.

Shoes

An old best friend came to visit me. However, I saw her go downstairs without permission than heard her escape through the basement door. I called her than ran with my younger brother to her house. When i opened the door I saw her deceased old cat walking inside than closed the door thinking how i shouldn't go in even if they do leave their door open.[which they use to do. Idk why] I saw her older sister on the balcony and called to her mentioning how she probably stole something. The sister let me in but than my old bf came and asked what was wrong.I asked her why she left so suddenly than she handed me a bag of red/green shoes. I told her i didn't want it.

Next thing I recall is hanging with a group of people than jumped on a boys back for fun near a park. After that I ran and was told by a girl that i had to use the power of a wooden violin to save some. I tried playing a singing but sounded horrible so i decided to forget about it. Than we left to go somewhere else.

I ended up at my house where my younger brother mentioned how it is unnatural for people to say a fictional character is cute after someone mentioned something about a character named raven from a book.Than i made a joke where i and some others laughed except my younger brother.

I "woke up" and went to Big Plate Coffee. I had a co-worker there who I talked into taking my shift. She usually comes in later but she said yes and I thought I could sleep because I was really tired. Then I actually woke up and nearly lost it. Haha

I was waiting at a queue to a physiotherapy. The doctor took two people until I had to go. Looking through a window I could see two girls from my class having a walk.

Then I found myself in school. I was talking with a girl about warm socks I was wearing.

I'm on the water of a lake on a grey day. I think I''m floating on something like a log. I float away from the rocky shore, there is a bit of a sheer cliff by it, trees on either side. My grandfather and sister are there. I try to make my way back. My grandfather tries to pull me in but suddenly I zoom in the opposite direction at great speed. I fall into the water and I immediately fish for my cellphone from my jeans pocket, it can't get wet. To my surprise it's still working. I try to swim to the opposite shore where my grandfather and sister are.

In an industrial warehouse kind of place at night. The windows are all black. There are bright, yellowish lights coming from the ceiling. I see two young kids I know, they are being very annoying and aggressive, walking all over me and not listening to me. I have to stand up for myself. I begin to fight with them, we struggle as we fight. They run off and hide to catch their breath. I'm with another person I can't remember who is helping me fend them off. I feel bad for being so aggressive, can't these kinds of things be resolved peacefully? They come at me again and I have to fight them.

I'm at the metal shop, I'm talking to a guy who's asking me if I want to be an instructor here. I say I could, but I only Inventor (a CAD program) and still need practice with SolidWorks (another CAD program). He says that's ok, or just bypasses my comment, and we go deeper into the shop.

*I was pulled by police for driving out of the lines. They assumed I was drinking so performed a drinking test to concluded that indeed I was sober. They were very nice at this point let me go along my way. While preparing to drive away my cat in the car was misbehaving but at the same time really enjoyed my cat being with me.

Being chased across a field (incline) by a thug with a knife in the early hours of the morning. I am able to out run them but they start to keep a pace so I duck into a work place. There is security so i'm safe for now. Head teacher is not happy that I did not go to see him about something. He is asking where the A-Z has gone to xD

Ritual: My LDs have all but vanished now that I am not actively working on it (not for lack of interest, but work is way too busy right now, and I'm not playing any computer games either!) However, when I got up before dawn to feed the cat and realized I was wakeful enough to call this a WBTB, it occurred to me that I didn't even know what the October TOTMs were, so I looked them over before returning to bed. I tried to do some counting but had no focus and fell asleep. I did end up complete one of the tasks, but essentially within the context of a non-lucid dream! The distinctions between LD and NLD used to seem a lot crisper when LDing was new to me, but I would call this an example of agency without dream awareness, which I'm not sure has happened to me before. I always thought dream awareness was the prerequisite for agency, but apparently not!

NLD: I was in a community that was preparing for a special festival. They had a great deal of maguro (lean tuna meat) and slices of it were lining a long stone staircase that cut through a wooded park-like space. I wanted to marinate the maguro like I had done at last year's festival: it had been a big hit. I tried to remember the marinade recipe, and knew that it was very basic: pretty much just soy sauce and cilantro. Soy sauce was easy to come by, but I was out of cilantro. I had a limited time before all the maguro went bad, so I had to find cilantro right away.

I went into town to see if I could get any. While walking down the sidewalk, I saw some women holding cameras. I assumed they were photographers for the festival. This reminded me of the TOTMs, so I tried to remember the one I had prioritized. Oh right: if I see a DC, I should follow him or her. I picked one of the photographers, a black woman with her hair bound in two pigtails, and started shadowing her as she walked down the street.

The DC only walked about fifteen feet before she turned around again, so I turned as well and continued following her. She walked back to the place where I had first spotted her and stopped again. What was she doing? I studied her closely, trying to understand her behavior. She wasn't taking any pictures; her camera hung ignored around her neck. However, she seemed to be posing to display her fur coat to best advantage. Suddenly I understood: she had put on a gorgeous costume for the festival, so now she was walking up and down the sidewalk in order to be seen!

I decided that continuing to follow her would be redundant if she was just going to hang out on that same stretch of sidewalk, so I went into a local bookstore to ask about the cilantro. There was a guy who had a piece of paper with pictures of the various types. Right now only the cilantro from China was available, he said, but it didn't have the best flavor: they had picked it too early. I told him I'd settle for that if I couldn't get anything else.

Notes: Since I stopped doing active dream practice, not only my recall but even the content of my dreams has degraded. The more epic and story-like elements have dwindled and my dreams currently seem to be pieced together primarily from waking life residue. This one is full of it: I ate similar slices of maguro on Sunday night; on Monday I attended a lecture where the speaker used a fur coat as a metaphor; and in the back of my mind I had been wondering if it was true, as someone recently told me, that cilantro can lower the raised mercury levels one can get from eating too much maguro. Even marinating the maguro has a precedent, a very delicious form of sushi called zuke.

I'm in a house. Someone comes in with three dogs. I see a small fish in a large container with water in it. I walk up to the fish and say to myself wow a fish!

Hello. My name is Lucas and I was too stupid to realise I was dreaming.

Well... the good news. I slept well enough to remember my dreams...

First, a fragment: I was going to this show. I got there and I was super excited, Bianca Del Rio was gonna be there. There was a huge crowd.

Second, another fragment: I was walking up the stairs at home. It was really windy, though. I thought "oh, hey, I need to do a RC soon". But then I looked around, the stairs looked normal and the super strong wind, with no windows around, also seemed normal. Finally, the mountains below the stairs also made sense. So I shrugged and thought "nah, this is real. There's no way I could feel such strong winds in a dream".

First dream: I was driving - AND DIDN'T DO A RC, I SUCK - and the streets were familiar, but I have no idea where I was. However, in the dream, I totally knew. I was running late, so I decided to take a shortcut. When I got there, I realised they had put some spiky thingies next to it, and you had to be really careful to enter the shortcut (which, btw, was some stairs).

I wasn't careful enough and, of course, one of my tyres got slashed. I left my car, lifted up my car (with my hands, cause... yeah) and found the problem. I didn't want to call my insurance, so I decided to change the tyre on my own. My cousin showed up and said he could help. We kept trying to decide where to do it, while I was moving my car with just my hands. I was freakishly strong in this dream. Lea showed up too and the three of us finally found a place to change the tyres. I was very obviously into Lea and didn't want the many thug-ish guys walking around the streets to make her uncomfortable, but she was totally cool and chill about everything. She was actually having fun with the tyre thing.

Last dream: I was walking around, but I wasn't me. I was older than me. It was a beautiful place, lots of green, mountains, trees and beaches. It was seriously paradise. Then, I was talking to someone, like a voiceover, and it sounded like the other person was a therapist. I was asking her when I'd stop hallucinating about "that day". Then, I had a flashback to the day. The whole place was being bombed and I kept seeing "myself" jumping to the many rivers and lakes of the place.

Then I was telling the voice again that I kept seeing it happening again and again and that I'd always jump into water cause I was afraid of the fire in my hallucinations. The problem was that the water was always hot because the people there had used the bombing effects to make it warm. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.

Anyway, I was me again and I was just hanging out at a cool (but warm) lake-y thing. Another cousin of mine was there, but she had lost part of her arm during the bombing. She was okay with it, though, it had happened a while ago. Next to her, a woman was taking care of her (now adult) son. He had lost his head at the bombing. But he was very much alive. And he could hear us too. He just couldn't see anything.



Anyway, the woman wanted my cousin and her son to date. I was sad that my cousin, who has a bf in real life, was all alone and seriously considering going out on a date with a guy who couldn't see her just because she felt like she was too ugly with her half-arm. I wanted to her she could do better, and that she deserved better, but then Game Of Throne's Khaleesi was in the water with me. I talked to her and she was nice, but she seemed uncomfortable. So I said that I'd love to see her in a better mood.

She misunderstood me and went on a rant about how people think that celebrities are all mean and that she's actually really happy when she's around fans.

So I told her I didn't mean it like that, I had only meant that she seemed tired and that it looked like she was having a bad day, and all that I wanted was to see her happy. She wasn't offended anymore and I felt like we had a good connection there, so I was all "OMG I THINK I'M GONNA HOOK UP WITH KHALEESI".

So I woke up.

Some dreams are like old, abandonned cemetary; old bones laying under the soil, mostly forgotten but lingering still.

I am in the old house, with my family. My sister and father are cooking, the table is dressed in the kitchen. Their part of it is bathen is a golden glow, but it fade before reaching my mother and me. Nobody seem to notice, and they bring the food to the table, and everyone get a hearty helpful of pan roasted potatoes and bacon bits. It smells wonderful, my family is joking around and laughting, but I can't. Deep down, this feels sublty wrong, like I'm seeing everything through a deforming glass. The food taste good, but my stomach is tight. I feel cold and remote, I want to leave.

I wonder how many time my subconscious is going to dig up the ghost of my childhood and the corpse of my parent's marriage.

I was playing a game of Halo, and my mind was making up an entirely different story for the Master Chief, as that is who I was. I was fighting the Covenant in a forest area. It restarted a lot of times, because I kept dying. There was a night time level, where I was on a Covenant ship and had to kill Covies as they were dropped off by a Phantom. I also remember at the end of the forest level, the Master Chief was picked up by a Phantom, and he was kidnapped. Also, I wasn't playing the video game, I felt I was actually the Master Chief. The end.