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Was in my work place with a college he was asking about my brothers (who are married now) as if they were still boys - I looked at him pondering and then said" this is strange, I must be dreaming" - I became Lucid
As I stared at him aware he was a DC he changed from being a college into a strange man and his face kept changing..." What do you represent to me?" I asked
He didn't answer but his face started to melt. I repeated the question loosing lucidity for a bit as I did so - but then then I noticed small spontaneous fires starting up in quite a few spots across and around the room ( a sewing room so there is lots to burn!) This made me realise I was dreaming again although I tried to put the fire out at first ha ha. I turned back to the DC and he was laughing at me wildly " Tell me what you represent!" I shouted - I can see I got a bit too involved here and ended up back in my physical - I am not Usually so interested in DC's but this one really hooked me in- lol


A few false awakenings this mornings also but only realising after - one where I had a good bit of awareness tho ; a little girl playing nearby to where I lay " can you see me?" I asked
" Yes - I can see you " She answered
I had asked because the boarder wasn't clear as to whether I was awake or asleep...could still feel my physical world but also knew other world was close by by hearing it - not seeing.
After she had answered I tried gently to turn my head to see her in an effort to join the dream world but my physical body was woken then too much!

Original date: Night of April 10, 1994. Sunday.



As I cannot really relate music heard in a dream to text, I have decided to include an old video of some work we did years ago. The video itself was random scenes mostly from April 8th to April 9th (1994). It used to be linked to another entry years ago, but this has been uploaded to a different site.

In another entry, I will link five descriptive dreams (including from childhood) where I have made a simple sheet music format for them with the entry (although in this case, the music would be secondary, and also had only been ineffectively described previously).

It mostly related to a longer imagery-based dream that featured a variety of elaborate wedding cakes and ceremonies, including Hathor representations. The video mostly came from VHS (except for the boys at the end), hence the “striped” rendering from some copies (and not redone).

If listening on headphones (especially studio-quality monitors), make sure my Daion bass does not bust your eardrums. Thanks. Appreciated. (The track is unmastered though originally was on the old DMusic site when it was still up.) Sparse vocals by wife Zsuzsanna.

Hold in the light when the sun goes down

Defending family on solid ground…

Over the last ten days I was on vacation which is why I haven't been on Dream Views for a while. I either didn't have the time or Internet to access Dream Views. Despite this I still attempted lucid dreaming and had great success. I'm not going to write down all of my dreams because I remembered 4 dreams most of the nights, but I will write down my lucid dream.

I was sitting on a large rock looking over a massive lake. There was a sunset and night was almost coming in. The water I was overlooking was almost black around the rocks, but farther out it reflected the sky and the grassy shorline that it bordered. While I was sitting there my brother came over to me with someone else who I have no idea who he was. My brother asked if I wanted to ride dragons with him. Then he got on one that had spikes on its back and was a dark grey color. Another one flew up that was blue and had people spots, but was a lot similar to the one my brother was on. I tried to get on as it was flapping its wings and hovering over the water, but I was too scared to. My brother kept insisting that I get on, but each time my nerves get to me and eventually I walk back to a narrow trail that connects to the rocks. While I was walking on the trail other people passed me wearing red shirts. Then while I was walking the scenery around me warped into a completely new place.

I was standing in the center of a small pine forest next to a small shack made of sheet metal. Past a few trees I saw a hill that dipped down into a field. I noticed that I was just walking on a trail and how strange it was that I want now where I am now. I did a nose prince RC, and only had a little air go through. Still skeptical I looked at my hands, which looked fine. I counted my fingers and only had eight. I counted again and counted eight again. Finally I decided to look down at my hands once more and saw and extra finger grow out of my pinky finger. At this moment I became fully lucid.

Now lucid I decide to explore over the hill I saw earlier. When I got over there I noticed some tomatoe plants. I picked a half ripe tomatoe and bit into it thinking that it would taste like candy. At first the taste was very sweet, but then the taste turned to what a normal tomatoe would taste like. Once I swallowed the tomatoe I went down to the field. There weren't any trees there so I was fully exposed to the how sun. I noticed a large White House and a smaller shack that looked through the it had been through a fire. I decide to explore the shack instead. When I arrived at the door I thought I would try to spawn someone in. So before I opened the door I thought very hard of a teacher I have in school. When I opened the door no one was there. All I saw was a stained old mattress ants some scrap metal pushed to the side. I closed the door and tried again, but once again opened the door to the same room. I decided to walk into the house, when I heard a voice call my name. I think it was my dads, but wasn't sure. I didn't go to the voice. Instead I tried to teleport to a new dream scenery imagining a portal to a new one in the nitro the of me. After concentrating for a minuite I tried to walk into the wall, with no success. I tried again, but still had no sucess. Then I remembered reading about how spinning around can allow you to go to another dream scene. I tried that and watched as the dream wiped and became distorted u till I ended up in a hazy non vivid dream scene.

I stabilized it by rubbing my hands together and doing reality checks. Eventually the dream was completely vivid again. I did another reality check and noticed that now the dream was more vivid less air went through the my closed nostrils as compared to when I first teleported to the new dream scene. Now that I was looking around at a more clear dream I saw that I was on a road souronded by a deep forest that created a canopy above my head, casting a shadow over where I was. I looked down over a ledge and saw a river flowing. The air was nouns and the sky was a large cover of light clouds. I began to walk down the road where I saw a split in the road, when I was a man standing in the middle of the street warning a yellow sweat shirt, blue jeans, and a mask that had a grotesque smile. He was holding a skate board. I turned around feeling frightened, but then encounters a family wearing the same exact thing. At that moment I knew I would need to fight them. A skateboard appeared in my hands and I ran at the firs one I saw. They all closed in on me and as I struck each one with the board I knew where the next one was. The fight causes me to loose lucidity and I woke up in my bed.

I noticed the carpet was wet in my granddaughters room. At first i was like "huh....why is this so wet?". Then I realized we had another flood coming through the foundation of the house. I told my husband that the pipes had broke again and we went outside to find the source. It was coming from the same spot on the hillside behind our house. In the dream, my landlord owned the house on the hill behind us and i was furious that his pipes had caused us yet another inconvenience! (IRL, he does not live near us but we have had a few plumbing problems with the house and flooding on the back patio with heavy rains.)
I was furious and called the landlord outside so he could see what a mess his crappy plumbing had done to our belongings. He was in his pajamas and robe and was almost cowering because I was so angry and justifiably so.
As he was leaving and promising to fix it, a neighbor who had an upstairs apartment attached to the side of our house was making snide comments and laughing at our hardship with the flood. I looked up at him and noted his behavior, then just went inside to start tearing up the soaking wet carpet and trying to save my granddaughters clotbet, toys and furniture while waiting for a clean up crew to arrive. I went out the back door to take a cigarette break and noticed our other neighbor that lived in the attached apartment below the jerk that made fun of us go to the jerks stairway and blew a huge puff of marijuana smoke toward his window. Lola I had to laugh because she was basically saying to him to mellow out, relax. I knew it would puss the guy off, but I figured turn about was fair play. So just as I was going back inside the jerk comes out and starts screaming at me and saying some horrible things about my family and we deserve for our things to be ruined etc etc.( in real life i have no apartments attached to my house so I'm trying to figure out who this guy is supposed to represent.)
Anyway, I was so devastated from what he was saying and the frustration of everything that was already going on that I grabbed the guy and did a judo throw over my hip and once he was on the ground I started stabbing him all over the place with the eraser end of a pencil.??? I was partly lucid during much of this dream. Enough to realize that I had had this same dream a few months ago. Just before I woke up, I became full lucid and realized that stabbing him with the dull end of the pencil wasent actually penetrating his skin. I was really stabbing him with all my might in the back of the head, on his back and neck since I was basically sitting on him as he was face down. I started seeing all there little circle marks from the impacts, but no blood. Then I just started laughing in my sleep at the ludicrousness of the situation. Then the guy started laughing and telling me he gets my point and he's sorry. *Gets my point* lol
I work us both disturbed by my violence in the dream and curious to figure out its meaning.
There is a girl at work that is starting drama and even borderline sabotaging me, so I kind of figure it has something to do with it.

Any thoughts are welcome.

Morning of August 2, 2015. Sunday.



There is a small hill on the side of a larger hill sloped down to my left with a single tree growing on the top and a small cave within the smaller hill that is slightly to the left at first. Looking more closely upon approach, tree roots hang down from the ceiling of the cave. This creates somewhat of an unusual impression that I cannot put words to. It gives me pause to think that, even though the tree is possibly very old, many of its roots are exposed within the cave, even more-so by anyone who wants to mess about in the cave. In fact, I even get the impression of an unsavory character looking around the side of the hill to my right.

Going partly into the cave though mostly staying by the entrance, I discover that the roots are actually not roots, but the trunk of some sort of miniature exotic tree (possibly a fruit tree of some kind). The top of the tree is in fact very green and I now see that the roof of the cave has nothing hanging from it as was seen just previously. Now I think that this special tree may even be more vulnerable than the tree above (even though it is unlikely it would have flourished in a dark cave as such) as it is seemingly much younger and certainly smaller.

However, it soon dawns on me that I am, in fact, in the cave myself (rather than looking in from just outside) and am looking out at a normal-sized tree in a field that is a fair distance from the cave, as I realize I am looking at a blue sky from my viewpoint rather than the dark recesses of a cave. (There is a brief sense of deja vu relating to something about commentary on dream journals, yet I cannot quite focus and I am in no way lucid and the idea of a dream journal, especially a digital one, falsely seems somewhat abstract and “out of reach”). I am wondering if I should feel vulnerable now that I am in the cave and am not sure if I should exit. I do not really focus on the illogical changes of perspective and imagery and placement that I would otherwise just enjoy in light sleep paralysis (during the speedier imagery before it slows down enough to “enter” when a more interesting setting or location appears).

When I was very young, I played near a recess in a hill on Chipmunk Coulee, though the “cave” was not very deep. I remember at least one photograph where I was sitting in the area, which is probably with at least one relative now. I remember the unusual perspective I had at that age (which carried over into some later dreams) of being “between worlds” just by sitting within the entrance (part of me outside, part inside).

First dream

It was night. The sky was just a dark void. Nothing more. I was with a group of scientists in a laboratory. There was laboratory equipment scattered around, and the place looked like heavily damaged. One of our experiments went wrong, and we unleashed something horrible upon a city. We produced an orange, glowing, slimey substance that somehow crawled out of the laboratory, and surrounded the building.

That's not all though, as it made it's way to local graveyard, devouring people on the way. Suddenly everything went silent. In the lab we tried to use local monitoring, but there was no energy. When we thought that problem solved itself, we heard loud disco music. It was so strong that buildings trembled and fallen apart, but our laboratory standed still.

We looked through the window, and were shocked. An enormously long crowd of zombies and skeletons with disco music and disco lights danced it's way out of the graveyard.

On their disco way, they killed huge amounts of people, ruined buildings and other stuff, all of this in the rhythm of music. Their actions even matched words from the song, like when there was "Oh! Oh! Ground! To the ground!" three skeletons on their own, just pulled a huge house into the ground, with only rooftop left on a surface. Sadly, this is the only part of the song that I recalled. Later on they just continued their disco Danse Macabre, though avoiding laboratory.

Second dream

I lost a job at some storages, and I decided to go back to school... a primary school.

It was cold, winter morning. I went out of my house to the streets. Snow was everywhere. The sky was dark, empty void. I started to literally crawl on the road, with very high speed. On the way, I passed by three buses. When I reached half the way to school, I looked back, I saw that there were lots of people running towards the school. I standed up and ran, though with slower speed.

The crowd reached me, and many of them outrun m on the way. I had to stop a few times as I lost my fatigue. We finally reached the school, and entered our classroom. I was surrounded by children, though one of them was adult that couldn't pass to other classes. We sat down and teacher told us to write somehting down. All of this felt awkward.

One day we had a school trip to local bunkers. We were going to enter a tunnel complex with a guide. With four other people we stayed in the bunker instead of entering tunnels, but teacher contacted us and told that they are lost, and the guide just disappeared. We entered the tunnels. It was dark, and my flashlight gave little to none light.

We moved through forgotten passages, ruins of cities and then we found a way into used part of tunnels. We entered a clothing store, where I got frightened by something moving in the darkness. But there was nothing. Then we entered a hospital. A man with left hand in bandages was waiting in queue to doctor, though there was nobody else inside. I told him that I'll ask doctor if he can go inside.

I went to the doctor's room. The doors were opened by a brunette woman in late twenties. Somehow, I had slight troubles talking with her, as we were speaking in english (which is not my native language). Though after a while I was speaking fluently. We looked around, and group I was with and the man dissapeared. We just went out of the hospital through tunnels, talking about my current situation.

We reached the school. Doctor went back home, and I entered my classroom. After taking a seat, a bully sat in front of me, and tried to annoy me. I looked into my bag, and had a whole, huge bread inside. I broken it in half, and thrown one half of it shouting "You've got this coming!". He dodged, so I threwn another half, shouting "Now! Have your bread!" and I hit him in the head. The teacher just gave us a strange look and written something down in her notebook.

Kicking Footy With Elite Movement
I was in narrow park kicking a footy. I booted the ball pretty far for my ability. I see some people now and then. I boot the ball and it goes through into someone's property. They had broken fence, which allowed the ball the go in. I go into the property and see that it's a car mechanics. Some of the workers come out to see what came into their yard. I tell them it was an accident and they're cool with that. They fetch my ball and I'm on my way. I use 2 trees as goals, and I'm on quite the angle. I kick and miss the goals. I start using my agility which is at an elite level. I'm moving quickly and very responsive. I even do the spin that would break a tackle.

Party With Kokinarkis
I'm at a shopping market where I see a vision of a prank someone was using. They would throw an item just In front of them which would make them fumble and fall over. I do the same thing, and throw some items. Someone looks to have knocked themselves out. I have something in my hand that I want to discard. I reach the checkout and security has put out cinema strapping to keep the line together. I duck under it. I tell them I don't want my items.

I at house which looks familiar, maybe old house. There's a bit of party going on. I see kokinarkis with that Hayley Fits. He's looking to hook up with her. Kok is given a present from one of the tennis greats. Kok tries guessing, thinking maybe it's similar to what myself and Kyrios got. I can see a inventory menu come up at the bottom of the vision. It has the item that was given to me and Ky. I check out Kok's present which ended up being a cooler for beverages. It was a bit bigger then a microwave. I put my hand in and feel the coolness. Kok is kissing Hayley at this point and I leave them be on the bed. The cooler looks bigger in the pic, and different looking. I hear someone say if u leave the party, u can't get back in.

Dream Fragments
I've reached a dead end. I'm looking over a cliff basically

I was lucid and very aware inside of a Barnes and Nobles and that I had the idea of using a crystal ball to see future experiences of me and my girlfriend. Immediately as I thought of this I look to my right and saw crystal balls within a particular gifts section I walked over and open one from the packaging. Then I proceeded to hold the crystal ball in my hands and will something to appear of the future experiences. The crystal ball was kind of smoky in the middle as if it was filled with mist. As I focused on the crystal ball intending for image to appear a vision appeared of what seemed to be my old apartment complex. Then I noticed as I look closer I was actually beginning entering into the image in the crystal ball. Then I had the idea that if I brought the crystal ball close to my eyes and rolled it over my forehead hopefully I would transport into that scene. I did exactly that and I successfully transported to that exact same scene displayed on the crystal ball. this is very exciting for me because I have never been able to successfully transport myself to a different location within the Lucid Dreaming state.

I'm flying. There is crying and wailing below me. The Earth looks black, burned. There are fires on some places... I see black remainders of things... and black bodies. Some of them are moving. My power is strong, I feel currents of energy inside myself, but I can't help.
I'm flying down. My blue violet sparkling aura is shining and lighting that destroyed country... The wailing grows stronger. They are scared of me... I'm cloaking myself into a field of changed reality. It changes the feeling of desperation and pain emanating from that place into peace and love surrounding myself. It helps to stabilize my balance. I'm landing.
The surrounding of my landing place is cleaned of the blackened miserable beings- they ran. I'm offering the help... There is nobody who wants it. After a few minutes I'm starting to fly away. I'm flying surrounded by my aura, the island of peace and unconditional love. There- I feel connection... My soulmate is here? I'm seeking for her. And I'm finding her. She lies on the ground... blackened body as others. As soon as she notices me, she is trying to run away. I'm feeling a strong denial from her, which makes me to contemplate whether I should go to her. My feeling tells me, that that wouldn't be a good idea. But I decided not to stay away and I'm flying down to her. When I'm determined, there is no escape for her possible. My aura surrounds her... She is declining the peace, love... she can't understand the feelings and she is visibly shaken. My aura can't penetrate blackness of her body. I feel desperation, sorrow... my peace and balance is failing which is possible to see on my aura. When I see that, I let it dissipate fast, I restore the balance and strength of the aura is also restored. I let her feel, that I'm going away, but I will be back again... And I send her as much light, love and peace as I can. She is staying blackened... and I'm flying away... I'm flying and cruising above that world. I'm seeking for beings who are able to understand and take my help...

Remarks
-I debated myself whether I should write this here... Well I feel that this was little too intimate for comfort of my mind.
-I know it looks depressive, but I felt in peace and love with everybody.
-My aura... energy strongly depends of the concentration... on the balance of feelings. Again and again I'm finding that.
-I would say this was wild without imagination starter, or astral projection without feeling of separation. Both are possible. It wasn't normal lucid dream, but for astral projection it felt like... maybe very low astral?
-Meeting with my soul mate was unexpected. Her state of mind even more so. I'm confused.
-My whole communication with beings there was done by using of the feelings. I didn't use words. I was sending feelings and received answers in feelings.

Dream:
She turned into a green zombie/demon and everyone started screaming. She became like this because of the loss of her boyfriend who she had to leave. She tried to attack me and everyone evacuated. I took a video with my smartphone of the event. Josè drove me away as we had to evacuate. We stopped at a gas station/convienent store and I became a ghost once (and invisible) he told me he was leaving me and he has a new girlfriend. He asks if I want to see her and I say yes. She is a young black girl fairly attractive getting a drink. I become irritated and possess her trying to harm her physically with her own body... he says please stop. So I do not willingly but because I couldn't anymore. I become upset because I 'really loved Josè' and I hated to see him go. I talk with him later sitting on a bed... I soon realize it's a dream and ask him if he is my intuition. He says no then he says "well, yes" and I ask if he's going to cheat or leave me (I don't remember the specifics) he nods.
She is chasing us and we drive away ending up stuck at this parking lot. The cars won't start. I become worried as everyone gets to escape before me. Finally a car starts working and I force myself in because the zombie is coming. What appeared to be Alfredo drove the car... irritated because I was there. The car works well (now I remember why it was there... someone drove it back for us to use since it worked so well.) but he kept driving very quickly on curved roads. I told him be careful and he replied with "yeah yeah." I was worried. The dream doesn't continue from that point.
PART II
I'm stuck in a zombie game for what appears to be for the PS3. It was a zombie game with a clocktower featuring America's historical figures including Abraham Lincoln and George Washington. I am in the game and the zombies are chasing me. I'm losing. It gets beyond frightening and they keep running. There is a clocktower in this level and 2 staircases. One is spiral and one is regular. My friend (I really don't know who this girl is) tries to help me. She distracts the zombies and they go the other way and vegetables fall to the ground... weird. Then my step-daughter was there out of nowhere and said ew to the vegetables. So we try to escape but it's not working and the zombies get awfully close. So then we run and call the game creator for help. He jumps in the game. He had a beard. He helps us... and the zombies run the other way up the spiral staircase (After we attempted to). We try to get out but the zombies outsmart us again... coming back. There's just too many of them. Eventually we fail and the creator had to pull out the battery.
Then I end up at a field (of war) with George Washington. I am a little girl again but I'm wearing an 18th century dress with a powdered wig.. my skin extra pale. George is preparing us for war and he yells at me for something.... which I can't remember. I told him he can punch me (for misbehaving) and he says he doesn't punch people... "well, not little girls" he laughs and looks at his war men like it's an inside joke.


INTERPRETATION:

Clock Tower
To dream of a clock tower represents a situation that is momentous. Taking the time to notice or draw attention to the importance of something.
Video Games
To dream of a video game represents a challenging experience you are having. A win or lose situation. You also may be experiencing a situation where you need to do everything right in order to achieve a goal. The type of video game adds additional symbolism into what kind experience you are having.
Alternatively, a video game symbolizes an escape from your problems, instead of confronting them.
Abe Lincoln
To dream of Abe Lincoln may represent an aspect of your personality that leads others by being a role model or mentor. An ability to guide others with good advice and valuable experience.
Wigs
To dream of wigs represents thoughts that aren't your own. Wigs point to thoughts, ideas, beliefs, and opinions you have that are someone else's gained through influence, or your desire to take credit for them. A sign that you are not thinking for yourself, or that your decisions are influenced.
Stairs
To dream of stairs represents slow or incremental progress in a situation. It may also reflect an increase or decrease if your confidence, awareness, or intelligence. Making progress in some way.
Negatively, stairs in a dream may reflect unpleasant feelings about the need for responsible growth or having to wait to grow up before you can do something more serious or adult, or a slow hard learning process.
Going up stairs often represents improvement, achievement, or reaching higher levels of awareness and understanding. You are making progress emotionally, spiritually, or materially. If you have problems going up stairs it may symbolize trouble being unable to make progress in your life. Going up stairs may also symbolize a struggle or challenge you must endure to reach a higher level of understanding, success, or power. Improving "one step at a time. Slow learning process.
Spirals
To dream of a spiral represents some sort of repetitive or ongoing situation in your life. A situation that never seems to end. It may also reflect a circular mindset or going in circles emotionally.
Negatively, a spiral may represent psychological or emotional exhaustion. Doing something until you don't care any more or until you can't stand it any more.
Broccoli
Positively, broccoli may reflect unpleasant choices to improve yourself. Difficult honesty. Telling on people that are misbehaving or risking telling on a dangerous person who is misbehaving.
Beard
To dream of a beard represents you or some aspect of your personality that is assertive, experienced, confident, or powerful. It also represents maturity and higher standards of thinking. A masculine role. Feelings about serious or adult decisions. A wish to avoid looking childish or stupid.
Dress
To dream of wearing a dress represents compliance, willingness, or obedience. Wearing a dress may also reflect subordination or serving the needs of others. A lack of assertive power or control. You are agreeable to others needs or not able to do what you want. It may also reflect mourning a loss.
Positively, dreaming of dress may be a sign that you are getting over serious problems and learning to accept a difficult change. Often a dream symbol for people recovering from serious injuries or major surgery that leaves scars. A positive attitude about accepting a loss.
Negatively, wearing a dress is a sign that you lack power or control over your life. You can't dictate the terms of a situation or it appears that someone else is in control.
Alternatively, a dress reflect a giving nature or a powerful outward expression of selflessness.
Battlefield
To dream of being on a battlefield represents a major conflict occurring in your waking life. A battle of will. It may reflect a new situation, new problem, or new relationship which you are trying to solve and conquer.
Zombies
To dream of a zombie represented automatic or blind thinking. A sign that you are too concerned with what other people think or that you are not thinking for yourself. It may also reflect jealousy of not pleasing others. Desperately following others or trying to impress others. It may also reflect feelings about people who don't think for themselves.
Zombies in dreams are a sign that you are not thinking independently or objectively. It also suggests that you are giving up your ability to make independent choices because a person or situation has you in a "trance." Someone or something else is influencing your decision making. A zombie is a common symbol for someone experiencing strong peer pressure.
Example situations that may conjure up a zombie dream may be sexual attraction that drives you to do things for someone because you want them to like you or taking unusual measure to impress someone whose opinion you really care about.
Negatively, dreaming about zombies may reflect powerful feelings of jealousy that you are experiencing from other people that are desperate to pull you down. Blind unthinking jealousy. A fear of someone else's need to be socially acceptable or fit in interfering with your happiness. Alternatively, zombies may reflect your feelings about people who are jealous of something you have or will stop at nothing to get access to something good you have.
To dream of running away from zombies represents your wish to avoid a person or situation that you feel is jealous of what you have. Avoiding an annoying follower. You may fear losing what you have to someone else's jealousy. You may also fear losing something special because someone jealous is desperate to pull you down with them.
To dream of your mother being infected by zombies may represent your feelings that bad luck or coincidences are always leading you to jealousy of others or fearing what other people think. Feeling unable to escape peer pressure situations.
Green
The color light green in a dream represents healing. When you see it in a dream it reflects the removal of obstacles, or positive change.
Progress or moving forward with a problem. It may also represent psychological or emotional issues that you are overcoming. Light green may also be a sign that you are experiencing physical healing.
Alternatively, lighter shades of green may also reflect jealousy, greed, or selfishness.
Dark green points to jealousy, greed, materialism, cheating, and not wanting to share with other people. Dark green can also point to powerful fears of losing, or thoughts of suicide.
Dark green can also reflect growth that you feel is happening in the wrong direction, slow progress, feeling prevented from finding a healthy outlet.
Convenience Store
To dream of a convenience store represents your attempt to find easy solutions to a problem. A resource, person, or habit that makes problem solving easier. Spontaneous ideas, decisions, or interests.
Negatively, a convenience store may symbolize an unwillingness to try anything new or difficult. Always reaching for the easiest solution. Spontaneous interests that are not well thought out before hand.
Black People
To dream of a black person represents an aspect of your personality that prefers to feel good before all else. Placing a priority on keeping your happiness or avoiding jealousy before all else. Often a reflection of a desirous mindset or a state of want.
Car
To dream of a car that won't start represents feelings of being unable to make a situation work to your advantage. Feeling unable to start making decisions because of problems, delays, or frustrations.
White
To dream of the color white represents feelings about something in your life being perfect, pure, or genuine.
Positively, white may reflect feelings about perfect ideas, cleansing, good intentions, or the purification of negativity in your life. Feelings about people or situations being perfectly honest. Feeling a total lack of jealousy. It may also reflect your feelings about being spiritually pure. Self-improvement, positive change, or discontinuing bad habits. Bad people or bad situations being completely changed. Negative thinking patterns or negative situations are being cleansed from your life.
Ghost
To dream of being a ghost represents your feelings of being unable to do what you wanted. Something sacrificed your spirits, hopes, and wishes and left you feeling incomplete or unsatisfied. Feelings of being completely overlooked and ignored in life.
Invisible
To dream of being invisible represents feelings of not being noticed, recognized, or acknowledged. Being purposely overlooked. Problems you prefer to "not look at." Residual bitterness over people that are out of your life.
Alternatively, being invisible may represent feelings of impunity to get away with something without being noticed. It may also reflect your feelings of being an unseen observer or not wanting to be involved with something. Trying to withdraw from a situation or the realities of life.
Breakup
To dream of a breakup represents a loss or discontinuation of feelings. A situation that felt good or that was helpful to you is no longer possible. A thinking pattern, habit, or type of experience is no longer beneficial to you. Something may have happened in waking life that permanently prevents you from doing what you like or prefer to do. Something may have happened that has removed your confidence.
Alternatively, a breakup may reflect your fear of losing your partner.


Putting the pieces together:
Zombies represent jealousy (I have) and my mother-in-law being a zombie means I feel she is jealous or trying to ruin my hopes and happiness. My efforts to fix myself. I also am too concerned with other's opinions. I choose what I eat but someone (my boyfriend, others) tempt me to choose to eat something else... hence the zombies. The sexual attraction to drive me to do something for others (Happened twice yesterday) so they'd like me.
The broccoli may represent how I want to be honest with how much of a bitch my mother-in-law is.
To run from the zombies in a spiral staircase means I am emotionally exhausted by caring what others think. The wig was another symbol of me being influenced by eating from others... not thinking for myself. The battlefield represents my 'war' in overcoming the zombies (caring what people think). The dress means I accept the problem of me being easily influenced and am ready to fight that. Accepting the challenge of being more assertive. Noticing me being a pushover.
First Part:
The store and black person represent my want to get everything easily. Not wanting to put in effort on my part to change the unpleasant situation I'm in. I think the breakup part is both the fear of losing my partner and that he isn't beneficial to me anymore... because we're stuck in a similar situation I would've been at home anyway. Me being a ghost means that I can't do what I want anymore (probably be progressive with my Youtube channel) because of where I live. I'm ignored (nobody supports me really here...) a lot where I live. Other people's needs are alwyas above mine so it's up to me to fix myself. The same with being invisible. The car that won't start means I feel delayed in fixing my problems and doing things like learning to drive, getting my education... etc. because my situation is very unsupportive and hard for me.

So bottom line: The dream had a massive collection of similar dream symbols. Mostly pointing to the fact I care too much what others think, I'm a mess with my mother-in-law and I'm afraid of losing my boyfriend. Didn't I already know that? Oh well.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember laying in my bed at my dad's house. By the white light coming from the window in front of me, I could tell that it was morning. I also noticed something else in front of me. A black shape. It looked like a silhouette because of the light behind it. However, it did look like a person.

The thing talked. It was my brother. I did a nose plug RC just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. At first, I didn't realize it. But I had breathed like it was nothing. I was dreaming! I was now aware that Sam was in my other sister's bed beside me. She was awake, talking to my brother.

I had to keep myself calm. "This is a dream." I said to myself out loud.
I tried to get up out of my bed, but, it was as if there was a hundred pound weight on my chest. I could barely move one way or the other. I didn't want to try too hard, either, for fear of "breaking" the dream.

So I tried to through expectation. I looked over to Sam, however, I could barely see her because my fixed neck wouldn't allow me to look that far. "Sam," I said, "I can get up out of bed, right?"

I saw her look over at me, "Uh, yeah." she said with a snort.

I tried to get up, but to no avail. I was glued to the bed. I tried again.

"Sam, I can get up, right?" I said with more force.

"Yes!" she hissed.

I tried again. I was actually able to get up this time, but very, very slowly. I also found myself unable to lift up my head at all. It was as if I looked down at my navel and my neck became fixed in that position.

Frustration overcame me as I slowly made my way around the bed. Suddenly, it felt like something was pulling me back towards the bed, like a magnet. I tried to escape it, but within a split second, I found myself back in my bed in the same position.

"I am DREAMING." I said a little louder. "I have control!"

I flicked my eyes over to my brother, who was still, creepily, standing in my doorway.

"Hey, can you help me get up?" I asked.

I saw him move a little, but he didn't come near me. I sighed. I tried to think of something that I could use to almost "gravitate" my body towards. For some reason I thought of my computer charger. It seemed to work, and I was suddenly beside my bed with the charger in my hand. However, one of the ends was snapped off, revealing open wire.

I don't know why, but an urge overcame me to put it in my mouth. I did, and a small electric shock coursed through my body that started in my tongue. It scared me at first, but I wanted to try again. I did, and held it for longer. It was a very weak electric shock that tingled my tongue, and I could almost imagine the individual currents that were running throughout my mouth and down my spine.

I tried to take a step forward, but suddenly, I found myself back in my own bed again. I silently cursed. I had to do something even more rough to get myself out of this predicament, but I didn't want to end the dream entirely by doing it.

While I was still thinking about it, the dream ended.

I remember my dogs barking at my 3rd dog on the bed in my parents' room in my hometown. My parents and brother were there with me. There were some scary parts I can't remember.

Morning of August 1, 2015. Saturday.



In my dream, I find myself in an unknown composite, atypical, and possibly a mix of Rose Street and North Monroe Street, though another location is added later on. I am seemingly in a house visiting people I do not really know (or recognize in conscious afterthought) at all, possibly my presence based on a friend knowing this family. There is a man and his wife, probably in their thirties and they have at least three teenage daughters. In some ways, this is the opposite of a typical imposer dream in that I feel as if I am imposing in this one (rather than people I do not know “invading” our home), which is so rare, I cannot recall the last time this situation occurred in this particular manner.

I am sitting in a cloth-upholstered armchair (not a recliner or at least not open as one) in what I am guessing is a large dining room. The large rectangular dining table with a dark brown veneer surface is longways from the wall (and against it on the opposite end) directly facing to my side of the room. It takes me awhile to realize that I am not dressed and just have a sheet around me. Still, not only does no one seem to notice, the married couple seem to be somewhat impatient or concerned about my not being at the table yet (though not angrily so; they are quite cordial and welcoming). The unknown female has apparently put a lot of effort in preparing a large meal and I feel slightly bad about not being certain if I really want to sit down with them (especially as I am only in a sheet). At the same time, I notice that there are only six places set across from each other (none on the edge opposite the wall though there would be room for one extra setting there otherwise), and this does not at all seem to be enough space for all of us (considering that there are also a few other guests around my age, it seems, though they may not actually all be staying).

I feel that the food should not go to waste, though I tell them I have to use their bathroom (mainly so that I may get dressed even though they still do not seem to care at all even though they are devout Christians). When I go into the bathroom, I am aware that it is actually the room I stayed in on Loomis Street when first moving from Florida in the summer of 1978. Through the doorway (south) is the (wrongly placed) dining room I had just left and to my right (west), instead of the door into the very large closet that adjoins the two bedrooms, it appears to be an open door that leads to a small unlit room that is also adjacent to the dining room. Also, there is no curtain on the south doorway, so I am directly exposed to people walking around in the dining room, who are seemingly becoming concerned at me not coming out yet. There is actually a toilet in the room directly facing the south doorway. I stand in this area trying to put clothes on (which were apparently absentmindedly left by another male) though people keep coming in and interrupting me, albeit either cheerfully or absentmindedly. This includes my sister-in-law Cindy (appearing as she did about twenty years ago) coming in from the west doorway and Zsuzsanna’s half-brother Simon coming in from the south doorway at different times.

Finally, the three girls come in and start yelling at each other and punching each other in the stomach. Then the mother comes in after a couple minutes and yells at all of them, and then all four of them are all wrestling around on the floor and rolling around and fighting and kicking (though I am not sure why). I decide I have had enough of this and will not stay for dinner after all and will just leave in a sheet. I have no desire to get involved in whatever issues they have with each other.

My dream’s ending was mainly environmentally scripted by at least two girls arguing outside our window (while they were walking down the footpath) when I was sleeping, as has happened in the past, thus changing the nature of my dream. The rest of my dream was likely heavily influenced by two Jehovah’s Witnesses (male and female) knocking on the door quite early around the same time period, as my wife had told me they left a paper which she immediately tossed away.

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It was dark, cold night. I was wearing a gray hoodie and jeans trousers. I was moving through many dark alleys, avoiding street lamps or any spotlights. It was an anniversary of an important insurrection, I moved from an alley to a street with a strange can in my hand. I opened it, and made a signal. More people moved out of alleys, and opened their cans. It had some kind of paint inside. We threwn our cans at a government building and ran away.

Another dude joined me on the way through the alleys. He told me that there is a house with stuff from the time of insurrection, and that we have to sneak inside to take them back. I agreed, and we moved far away from the city. There was an old house in damaged state, surrounded by forest. We thought that we won't meet anyone here, and proceeded to break in.

The dude found keys to the house in a broken flower pot. We tried to open the doors, but keys just phased through them to the floor on the other side, with a loud noise. Suddenly, lights in the building turned on and we had to seek a hiding spots. The dude hidden behind a hedge, and I had no good spots, so I scrambled to a free space under the building.

I felt heavy weight lying on me, and had troubles with breathing. I could see the dude hiding, and heard the door open. An old man wandered outside for a while, then went back inside. We went out of hiding spots. The lights were still on, and we tried to break inside again. The old man must have heard us, and called for security.

The dude hidden behind the hedges again, and I looked for a new, more comfortable hiding spot. The men were coming closer, but I managed to find a good hiding spot behind some bushes. All of them just sat down and waited, knowing that someone is hiding there, without chances to escape.

UT CHiLLEN vs Rousey
I was versing Ronda Rousey at unreal tournament. She is an elite player with great accuracy. I'm leading the game but she is clawing her way back in. I begin to crack under the pressure and make silly decisions. The winning kill comes down to a sniper shoot out down a corridor. The range is pretty close, shooting non zoomed at one another. I hit her with some shots and eventually finish her off. My connections kicks me out of game just as it finishes. I really want to get back into the game as i don't want Rousey to think I beat her and ran from the game. I hear dad yell out something. I think it has to do with resetting the Internet. I tell him to hold on a moment as I try to reconnect to the game. I get back into the game and notice that Rousey enters also. I say gg and goodnight Rousey.

Dream Fragments
Abraham was talking to me through a females body. I think I was a bit skeptical or felt a bit awkward.