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Wife, Son, and I were cruising down a double lane highway on a quad. We came to a high, steep, sand dune, which spanned the entire road. The only way around it, was over it. The wheels dug in, and then we got stuck half way up the dune. Concerned about flipping the quad, I asked Wife and Son to get off. I tried to drive up the dune, but it wouldn’t move, so I decided to turn the quad around, and head back down the dune. Incredibly, the quad magically turned around 180 degrees, and was pointing down the hill in the correct direction. I thought for a second that maybe I was dreaming, but I brushed it off, because everything seemed so real. Another quad was coming up the hill beside me, and it also got stuck. This backwoods looking fellow, with a baseball cap, and a crappy looking quad, was staring at me. A strange, black tar substance was oozing from his skin (kind of like X-Files). As I drove down the hill past him, he reached out and then smeared his black tar ooze all over me. It was totally disgusting, and I was pissed. I instantly became lucid (not sure why), drove the quad down to the bottom of the hill, and then I leaped off. I was mad. As I mention before I have a personal conviction not to be violent in my dreams, but this time I didn’t care. I flew up the hill to grab him, then he repelled me away with some sort of invisible force. I pushed real hard back at this invisible force and managed to grab onto him. We both floated up into the air wrestling, and I was gaining an advantage on him. While wrestling, we floated back down to the ground near the bottom of the hill. Suddenly, out of nowhere, comes this German Sheppard, and it attacks me. I let go of the man and grab the dog around it's chest. The thought of hurting the dog made me feel real guilty inside, and reminded me of my personal conviction. I stopped fighting, and thought to myself, “What am I doing? This is so wrong.” To my surprise, the backwoods guy turned into an East Indian man, dressed in a white robe, and the dog turned into an Asian woman, in a white dress. I still had my arm around her. The East Indian man said to me in a heavy accent, “You don’t handle humiliation well.” Then I said, “What?” He then said back to me, “Humiliation, when somebody does something to you, you don’t respond well.” I looked at him and said ,”Humiliation?” When I spoke the sound was distorted, and was breaking up. I was starting to wake, and the clarity was dissolving. He said back in a distorted voice, “Yes, Humiliation.” I focussed and concentrated on increased lucidity, and the clarity improved. I looked at the Asian woman, who I still had my arm around, and said, “Were you the dog?” She said yes, and I apologized to her. I then hugged her, put my head on her shoulder, and started to cry. I felt guilty for being violent in my lucid dream. The emotions then woke me.

I stand on the balcony with God, my friend amd the man I love from my past.I argue with mt friend.the ocean is burning with eed and yellow fire against the indogo sky.I curse the man I love saying: because you sorted out your life so quickly after I was gone it will last only a short time and then it will be broken.and I shout to God:why did you take him away from me?! I cry,the tears running down my face.I wake up because I sob loudly I cry so hard I wake up-all in tears. Today I find out that the man I love has another child while I have been pronounced infertile...

It was a non lucid dream. After something I don't recall happened I walked to where my brothers,cousins and people I don't know were. My cousin did something that made me angry so I started screaming at her. It made my brothers and another person mad so they started screaming at me. I left to another room and the screaming stopped but I felt something bad was going to happen cause my brother and a random guy walked into the room with a needle. "What are you going to do with that?..." I asked. "I'm just going to put this needle inside you so you won't get pregnant after I rape you." my brother said. I started running and yelled at him "why would you do that!? I'm your sister!" He didn't care though so him and his buddy jumped on me and he stabbed me with the needle. I pushed him afterwards and ran. I became lucid after that and decided to go through the window. When suddenly my brother's partner in crime jumped in front of me and said "If you go through the glass you'll end up breaking your head stupid." I ignored him though and went through the wall. I fell into a unknown place where there was a doll.The doll started out nice but than it got ugly real fast. It started screaming at me to play with it and stuff. But I did not want to so I ran.
I lost my lucidity after I got distracted with Chowder(CN Show) characters and icecream. Than woke up.

I look around to see my surroundings. I'm in my sophomore English class. Today I am working on finishing my class work as quickly as possible. something catches my attention it's a fly is in my monitor. It is just flying with complete calmness. BAM my computer has been screen blocked. I look to my sides to check if anyone else has their screen blocked I conclude that i am not the only one. My sophomore teacher begins to talk about a pop quiz. I look away and back to see my Junior English teacher now. She allows us last minute studying. I believe that I had already took the test so I beckon the teacher over. I ask her "Do I need to take the test?" She ponders over this question as if she doesn't know the answer. She answers yes and I start studying frantically as I only have a few minutes... As we start the pop quiz I look at it and have a hard time understanding it. I don't cheat, I start trying to remember my previous knowledge. The test is on my monitor and it gets screen blocked again all the others computers follow suite. An administrator walks in and talks to us blah blah blah. I am staring into my monitor watching the fly do its thing and fly. The administrator leaves and the teacher is my sophomore teacher again. The teacher give us full credit on the test as it was being timed. I hear noise in the corner of the room (its a kid from my WL) Gethsemane being his loud obnoxious self. He gets in trouble and is told to stay after class. The bell rings and me and Eduardo walk out of the B building. I see Gethsemane and ask him what happened he tells me "He gave me work to do but put the zeros into my report card already, for now." I say that I feel sorry for him and say my goodbyes. A we are leaving the building I look up into the sky and see how beautiful it is, it is cloudy but so bright and full of life. We head to our group's lunch table and the dream slowly fades away.
The Sky made me tear up a bit after i woke up.

I was in third person watching a man who resembles tony Montana from scar face talking to this other guy. The other guy and tony said their farewells to each other as he leaves. Tony then began to use his phone however someone in a suit with a gun in his hand was hiding inside the building. When tony back was facing him he began to shoot at him which instantly made tony turn around. The guy with the suit had horrible aim so it was easy for tony to not only dodge the bullets but also get close to the enemy and attack him. He started whaling at him and use the man in suit gun to smash his face. The man in the suit eventually tried to run away through the hallways but tony follow him. That's when I lost third person point of view and became 1st person. I instantly realize this and become lucid. I started to enter the first door I see and notice how huge this place really is. Possibly a mansion of some sort. I analyze this specific room at is seem much more broken down and abandon. I then notice I became third person point of view again and had my own character to move. It look like the naruto character sasuke in the shippuden arc. I began to move him all around the abandon room as I begin to move him upstairs. That's when on my right side of view I see a thing called lucidity time and first it appear to say 7 minutes. I wonder if that's really how long I've been in this dream. I then became 1st person once again and continue walking on the top floor. I then told myself that this would be a good time perform DEILD. I now look up at the right corner as it states 9 minutes. I focus as I can feel the dream fading and then I was shrouded in a light bluish black place for a couple of seconds however before I had the chance to attempt DEILD I woke up. Lucidity Time: 6 minutes

I was at a park walking and saw a few kids playing. I stand up and could see a seat so I went over to sit however I notice the seat is very wet so I grab a napkin off the table and begin wiping it off. That's when I took my seat as I heard many kids laughing and having fun. The scene then change to the cafeteria. That's when this anime character with blue hair sat ahead of me. I was thinking that's strange in till I see the cafeteria worker beginning to fade. The environment begins to mimic this and I was in this white dim place, I was still seeing the dream but it was far away while I was stuck here. I became lucid and told myself to hold on and wait for the dream to emerge to me. But I quickly lost my lucidity for some reason. Lucidity Time 6 seconds

09.10.2014

Looking for a ghost in a Panzer Tank (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was called for an emergency so I had to go to some pool that was in the top of a huge building. This place was in a very busy downtown, much bigger than Chicago and even New York.

Despite not being lucid, I believe I flew towards this place and I found there was some sort of weird entity at the pool who was taking the life of many people. There were here some Zelda characters and Queen Ruto was trying to deal with serpeant, who appeared to be very angry:







Suddenly, she got swallowed by a typhoon that came from within the water and several people and random Zelda characters were drowned. I could see how this typhoon was coming at me, but I was able to avoid it.

Suddenly, I was told I needed to drive a tank. I was given a bracelet that had a huge logo that it was a red and black "R" I did not feel I wanted to kill people with the tank and I feared I had to do that but I had to do it's will for some reason.

I glided to a street that had two tanks parked. They looked like panzer tanks:







I got in and people in there appeared to know it. On the inside, it was very large, there were several sits and hundreds of buttons and little LED lights. I sad in front of the driver's seat. Its steering wheel was like from a normal car, but I saw switches that I assumed it would just fire if I pressed them. Among the group, there were four females and a male, all dressed in military. Apparently, this tank was able to hunt down ghosts and their master, who was a zombie made out of fire, something like this, but surrounded by fire:







So we got into the tank and I drove to a smaller building. I parked, smashing some cars because we were on a rush. I inform them that I was a Psychic Medium and experienced at Spirit Banishings. I tried to give them guidance in how to protect oneself but they did not listen to me, as the male apparently was a spirit communicator also.

We got into a small heck house,and the cashier told us that it was $90 each. I wowed with such price but we showed our military ID's (I had one in the dream for some reason) and we were able to go for free.

As we wandered here, we found no ghost. The place decor was like an old house,with old school furniture, because it was by far scary, in fact, it was very clean and spotless and we found no ghost, so we left and we witnessed other tanks around the city.

From here, I had a FA and something related to telepathy.

Me and a couple other people had been imprisoned in a warehouse built on a lonely rock on the sea by some disgusting insect-like bounty hunters. There was a sort of rope on a pully used to unload goods from ships, so we attached a heavy weight to the rope and used it to batter our way through the brick wall.

Without getting into too much detail, a boy sexually assaulted a girl with his foot.

There was this huge mansion where all the lamps were alive and worked as household servants. The color of their lampshades determined their status in the household. The darker the color, the higher the position. One had a light-blue-colored shade, and she found a big tub full of black dye. Needless to say, she was soon very important.

A highbrow British terrorist hijacked an airplane and threw the pilot overboard. As he flew away, he muttered under his breath, "Who did that guy think he was? You, sir, are the epitome of idiocy".

I saw the earth from space. Millions of blinking red beacons, like cell phone towers, were scattered over the land surface. They reached way up into the sky. I saw the continent of Atlantis, right in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. For some reason, the area of earth Atlantis was on shifted south, and I could see that another piece of land lay directly underneath where it had been.

A strange man was feeding a young boy some pink goo that he called earth water. It was actually menstrual emissions. Eating it produced a chicken egg in the boy's hand.

My mother and her mother were having a dinner party in a sewer system. I set up a disco ball over the table.

My dead father had somehow been resurrected. He was much different from what he had been. All he cared about were cows and money. I didn't feel like he really loved me.

I went to bed at 10 and woke naturally at 2:15. My thoughts are very scattered with no coherent memories. My mind may not have completely shaken off the dream state: as I try to recall dreams, my thoughts turn to different people offfering to hunt dreams for me and bring them back so I can record them. Eventually I got up and used the bathroom, then returned to bed at 2:25.

I woke up a couple more times, again with no clear recall.

I woke naturally at 5:25 and had good recall of my last dreams.


Vacation travel
I'm with my family driving to our vacation spot. We've just had breakfast at a restaurant and are going across the street to top up on gas. I talk with my eldest daughter for a couple of minutes. In another conversation, I find out that Jeff and his family are vacationing up north and have decided to rent a van for the trip, believing that renting the van actually saves them money in the long run since it means they save the wear and tear to their own car.


Home and garden shopping
I'm outside "my house" working on my lawn and garden. It's a fairly small rectangular area, maybe 15' by 25', and part of that is the garden. Looking at the street, our house is to my left with the raised beds of the garden right next to it. It looks like the person mowing the grass got interrupted last time the grass was being cut, since there's about a third of the lawn (kind of an island towards one end) that's looking terrible. The rest of the lawn looks pretty good. The raised beds each have five columns and three rows, though a few of the columns haven't been planted yet. I'm spraying super-garlic mosquito barrier around the lawn using the hose attachment. I spray the well-kept part of the lawn first, then start in on the messy section, though I have my doubts since the garlic'd part will probably be cut off when it's next mown. Oh well. I also spray the garden, though I try to avoid the columns where nothing is growing. They're currently very very dry, making it easy to see at a glance where things have been planted, and I don't want to lose that distinction.

Now Leena's (our neighbor directly across the street from us) van is parked on the edge of our lawn. I moved it there so I could take pictures of it. Leena gets home, and I'm worried that she won't be happy, especially when I see her walking across to us. When she gets to me, she says not to worry about the van, but she needs a favor. Her grandmother is here and is hungry, and she needs something quick. If I give her my peanuts, she'll give my eldest daughter (something) in return. I agree and start to head for the house.

Now Leena's gone and I'm trying to cross the road to her house (without the peanuts). The little neighborhood road is incredibly jammed with cars, but only in one direction, right-to-left from my perspective. Since the cars aren't really moving, I figure I can just walk between a couple of them, but a strange long, thin, barrel-shaped car (like an old race car) cuts me off. I hang back until he's past, and the next car lets me though.

Now I'm in the passenger seat in Leena's van; she's driving. I hadn't realized we'd be going on a shopping trip; I thought it was to be a quick exchange at home. I feel a bit odd and realize I'm not wearing a shirt. I must have taken it off while working and not put it back on. I'm annoyed at both Leena and my wife (who's in the back of the van) - I really think one of them could have mentioned that I'm shirtless. Somehow I end up looking at our path on a GPS app, and I see that our path ahead makes a right triangle crossing over where we've already gone: we'll be making two greater-than-ninety-degree left turns, functionally mimicing a right turn it seems we should have taken a while back. Oh well, the routing algorithms are pretty good these days, so it's probably right even if it seems weird.

Now we're at the store. Leena's gone off to pick something up, and I'm supposed to meet her past the checkout with the peanuts. I realize I can teleport home, grab the peanuts (and a shirt), then teleport back without her knowing. I'm off in a corner of the store without other people, so I should be able to do this unnoticed by anyone. I decide it'd be best to teleport back outside the store so they don't think I'm stealing their peanuts - this place is run by the mafia and I really don't want to get shot. Promptly forgetting about the plan to teleport back outside, I spend a moment really studying my surroundings, fixing them in my mind, since that's what I'll need for the return teleport. Once I've got it, I then start thinking about my home, picturing it really clearly so I'll jump to it. In my mind, I'm looking at it from about a fourty-five degree angle, with the road to my left, as if I'm standing at the road and the right edge of my property (as seen from the road). I see my front step, the green lawn, and the bricks of the walls.

Now I'm back home. My wife's grandmother is here and she needs some stuff from the store. I decide to go shopping with a friend of mine (who seems a combination of various people I know) and split the money. Now we're at a thrift store trying out a monitor. It's got a terrible resolution, though I wonder if that's because the testing rig is bad. It's hooked up to a cheap KVM that's strung all the way across the table, and my friend thinks that's the problem. Now we're walking back to the house, bags in hand. The goods we're carrying are worth $42, so each of us gets $21. Not bad for an hour or two of work when I wouldn't have otherwise gotten anything. Of course, the amount we make could vary hugely depending on what people need, so I'm not sure that being a paid shopper is a great side job.


Fragment: I'm walking through an airport with a couple of other guys. It's night.


I finish recording the dream at 5:55 and try to get back to sleep but don't manage it, getting up at 6:30.

I pretty much turn into Tom Cruise as I watch myself move in the third person. I get out of a truck and run to an abandoned building. Quickly diving through the door, I shoot someone before I tuck and roll up against a wall. Jumping around the corner, I shoot another person, then run up some stairs.

Grabbing the railing of the stairway, I pull myself up parkour style, and shoot a few more people as I'm flying mid-air. It's almost like I've rehearsed this a thousand times before - I know where all the bad guys are, and the exact timing of when they are going to attack.

At the top, I shoot through a wall and kill another guy, then shoot a metal plate at the end of a hallway, causing the bullets to bounce back and kill another guy who is hiding around a corner.

Still not much time for some reason, I run down the hall, and see someone's hands poking through a metal stock thing. I grab them and break his wrists as a form of interrogation that is the only way to make everything work. As I do so, I get shot in the arm, and without looking, shoot off to my left and kill the shooter with a no-look shot.

I feel like I've done all this countless times before, and for some reason, all of this is required of me in this current situation.

I'm laying in bed, trying to fall asleep (or so I think I am), when I hear my co-worker tell me that he just lets go completely. I try this, and feel amazing as my body falls asleep while my mind is awake. I go in and out of a really cool sensation, then feel a strange presence in my room.

I sense a being that is made completely of shadows and fear - the essence of darkness and evil itself. Quite a strong presence, but not a very happy one.

It is either a spirit or a demon, I'm not sure which it is, but there is definitely a presence here, and it doesn't like me being alive apparently. I don't mind that, and try to mind my own business, but this spirit/demon seems to attack me. I am partially crushed psychically, and have trouble breathing.

I start saying a mantra to ground me in the experience of safety, but feel too intense of a presence that is trying to harm me to even remember my mantra. "Alright, then I guess I'll just feel love for everyone since I can't do anything else"

It turns out that works more or less to pacify the demon/spirit thing. I feel like I'm left alone briefly, and allowed to collect myself. But not for long, as I feel like I am having my soul ripped from my body very shortly thereafter. I'm pretty much okay with that, I figure the end has to come sometime, but it is a little surprising. Still not many options for what to do, so I just feel love for everyone again. It seems like when I deeply do this, I am invincible. Not in the sense that my body won't die, but that my mind will not cease. It feels good to love everyone anyway.

I hear it say in a rhaspy clicky kind of voice, "booooooo bohohohohp annnnnnnnd hoooooooooold Z level now" Still not sure if it is a dream or not, I decide to just get up because it doesn't feel like I'm getting much rest facing this challenge right now, and there are things I must be doing.

At the very least, I feel like I can handle these kind of things now. Not that I enjoy it, but that it's not much of an issue.

I had been in this church that caught on fire. It's destruction was even shown in the news, and the smoke messed up a huge part of the city. No media knew I had been in the fire. It had been started by some candles that had been left there, and they were too close to the curtains. I was typing on my computer when the fire started. I had to bust out of the church through a wall and slyly make my way to my car so that no one would notice me. I later told my mom and a few friends about this.

There were these aliens who were human. They were a group of people who left the earth years before the rest of the population had the kind of technology to even leave the moon. The group of people on this one ship was oddly homicidal. One of them could hide in bodies and talked like chuckie. One was very quiet and eager to visit earth, where there were so many people, but he also seemed tired and spend the whole day sleeping. One was in love with a girl on the ship, but she was a lesbian ready to find some girl on earth.

The chuckie one invaded the body of a young girl. He and a few other aliens masquaraded as a family. This was all well and fine until one of the young invaders developed a crush on a human that was actually young. Chuckie voice started threatening her life to keep him in line.

For some reason, I was helping people and aliens do alot of cleaning. I helped these people clean their cars for whatever reason.

Randomly, I was in this crowd listening to this religious speeker, a middle-aged white chick with blonde hair. She was preaching about religion and the burned church, and said she wasn't talking directly to me because she didn't want to "hanna-montana" me. I had and have no idea what the hell that means.