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So a few days ago, I fell asleep for a split second during a work meeting. It was at 2 PM, I believe, which is quite possibly the worst time to have a meeting. Anyway, for that split second I had this vague dream that Apple made their own smart car, and I had one. I also had an iPhone, iPad, a Mac, and a Windows PC. I work in tech, so I guess that dream makes sense. But if Apple actually ends up making a smart car for some reason, I called it first.

The following night I had a dream that I was trying to save two guys on a boat in a river from an evil psychopath. The psychopath kept laughing as I tried to hit him over the head with a board, or something. I accidentally dunked one of the good guys under the water, as I didn't realize he was holding onto the board. This dream felt more real than my average dream.

I also had a dream that was vaguely reminiscent of Star Wars. Or some other sort of space opera. According to my spotty notes, it including hiding behind a forcefield, different planets, and spaceships. I also had a whole backstory, as though I had been living out this grand adventure, and I was analyzing events in this dream based on said backstory. Sadly, I cannot remember what it was exactly. But this dream also felt more real than average, for some reason. I really hope to start having super vivid lucids soon.

I had the same dream I have been having last night about being in my grandads old Reliant K Car with my mother and sister. This was the 6th night in a row I have had it and the 8th time in the last 10 nights.

The dream started as always where I am alone in the Reliant buckled to the center of the tan vinyl front bench seat. Around the time I had finished checking my surroundings, my sister is walking towards the car and then opening the passenger side door and sitting next to me. We had the usual really long wait for mom where I try to avoid talking with her because her breath reeks and I have to smell it when she speaks. She tried to start a conversation a few times while we were waiting, but I just ignored her and turned the other way so I would not have to smell her breath. I really cannot remember what she was saying during this time.

There was a change to last nights dream when mom was walking to the car. In every other dream, my mom has not surfaced until she is closing up the house and getting in the car. She has always been out of site in the house the entire time my sister and I are in the car waiting for her.

In the dream last night, I looked over my should and saw her walking down the steps towards the car. Before she got to her door, I heard her answer to someone and then turn around and walk to our neighbors yard. My sister and I had to wait a while longer while she talked to her neighbor. I remember my sister and I talking about how rude it was that she was leaving us in the car and being willing to tolerate her breath while we talked about it.

When my mother got in the car, there was the usual adjusting of the mirrors and then trying to get the car started. I woke up from this dream not long after she had started pumping the accelerator to try to sped up getting the car started.

Had 4 Lucid dreams, it was lit.

I keep having a vivid recurring dream takes place in spring 1994 and I am 15 years old. I am in my grandads old Tan 1983 Plymouth Reliant K Car. I am buckled in the front middle seat and the car is parked in my parent’s driveway. Soon my 11-year-old sister is opening the passenger side door and sitting down in the passenger seat next to me. She is wearing the same pink hypercolor shirt, red overalls, and tan sandals that she always wears in the dream(one of her favorite outfits during that time). She closes the passenger side door and then buckles her seat belt.

For most of the dream, my sister and I spend waiting in the car for mom to come and get it. We are both buckled-up and ready to go and just need her to get in. We always spend a really long time waiting. Probably around 20 – 30 minutes. During this time my attention sifts between looking through the windshield at our backyard; looking at the gauges on the dash board, the tan steering wheel, and empty tan vinyl drivers seat; watching at my sister blowing on her shirt so it will change colors & putting her feet on the glovebox; looking at the a/c controls and radio that are by my knees; and looking over my left shoulder towards the back door of our house to see if I see mom getting ready to come out. I try to avoid have any conversations with my sister while we are waiting for mom as her breath reeks and I will have to smell it if she talks.

Eventually, mom is unlocking the drivers side door and sitting down in the drivers seat next to me. She puts the key in the ignition and the car makes a buzzing sound until she closes her door. She then always spends a long time adjusting the mirrors. Once she has them adjusted, I see her hand reach for the black key in the ignition and turn it so start the car. The car fails to start as I see the dash illuminated with red lights and her the buzzing sound again. Mom keeps turning the key trying to start the car, but it doesn’t want to start. I am focusing on her hand turning the key, the red lights on the dash, and the buzzing sound. Eventually she starts pumping the accelerator with her brown clog, but each crank still ends with the red lights on the dash, the buzzing sound, and the engine failing to start. I keep watching her pump the accelerator and turn the key hoping it will start on the next crank.

In the dream last nigh, after several cranks and no luck starting the car mom became concerned that she had left the coffee pot on and when into the house to check, leaving me and my sister in the car. When she got back to the car, she tried pumping the accelerator and truing the key several more times but did not have any luck. After several more minutes of trying to start the car, she decided to go look under the hood and left us in the car for a few minutes. I woke up for the dream when she was turning the key the first time after closing the hood and getting back in. I have not idea if the car ended-up starting or if she had to give up.

Dark

Just a dream of being in a dark room or something. Jamie was there holding me i think. I feel she's just letting me know she's still around.


Lucid

Was at my house outside.I flew up and became lucid. I wanted to visit Jamie. I was flying over a green field and saw a house with green peeling paint on the outside covered in branches. I tested to see if it was Jamie' house. knocked on the door and a young blonde woman answered. i asked if Jamie was there and she said, "yes,". I saw to the left a living room and a girl with long brown hair about Jamie's color got up from a couch and headed to the door. I was watching her friend, the blonde woman, Who was standing in front of a tv screen loading a game. The woman got sucked into the tv screen, and i saw another screen flash behind that one. I know me and Asuka Go into TV screens when we watch a movie... I wonder

Sometime later I'm not lucid, I'm on a couch cuddling with jamie watching a movie. She gets mad for seemingly no reason and transforms herself into a man to seem unattractive. she gets up and shuts off my TV and surrounds herself with 3 tvs and starts playing fortnite... umm ok. I ask for the remote back because I wanna finish watching me show. She says no.

Dumb dream.

I was with a friend I use to work with at Mcdonald's. We went to a mall and met up with a fortnite youtuber I don't really care for at all. He seems really depressed at the mall like he's sick of the game he's playing. I forget all of what happens.

I am at my town, at home. There are more people, but they don't look totally normal, they looked that they came out of a chibi videogame. I make good friends with the gin seller. In the second, i'm somewhere where there's a big wall and an FBI armed guy. My father climbs it and a dog jumps over it and starts attacking the FBI guard.

I wrote this right after waking up so, i'm also surprised, i don't know wtf happened in the first part, and i have no idea i dreamed about a gin seller.

So I was like, “hey subconscious give me a good dream” and he’s like “no.”

And I’m like “okay screw you ima suck on a random woman’s boobs” and he’s like “fine I’ll put you on a high building” and I’m like “nope” and I swing down from there.

He still yet says “nope it’s real life now here wake up to the alarm” and I still say “screw you I’m going back to sleep”

And he finally is like “okay you wanna be perverted? Fine here’s that hot friend of your sister enjoy losing your lucidity”

But I one up him and say “screw you I’m going to develop her as an actual character”

And that, kids, is how I met my wife.

Falling with style: the anime

So I’m in this box right, and I’m trying to get some pussy, but the only pussy there is my sister which obviously doesn’t work. I go around some more but there’s old pussy and child pussy both of which don’t work. I move onto watching some Pixar movie but it’s sad as usual and I start crying. Oh yeah, and did I mention I was a pussy myself?

Sigh... sex is weird in dreams

So I’m with my crush but I can’t even talk nor hear her so that sucks. And we’re stuck in a building that basically is like, for real, you’re supposed to love it forever, which is even worse. And that’s not even the bad part. I am forced to listen to country music, which I generally hate, and I can’t even accomplish any of my goals. Oh, when will I have a good dream!

I am at a concert, at an outdoor venue that seems like a large bowl - almost like a football field, but smaller, steeper, and more circular. The scenery looks like it may be California. Right now, Jackie Greene is playing the piano while also playing the harmonica. I watch him play the keys and listen to the simultaneous phrasing of the harmonica. The song ends, the crowd cheers, and an older Jerry Garcia who is also down in the bowl area seems impressed, making a comment about him having a groove, etc. Now, I am somehow rewinding the performance to watch and listen again. I think the song is either ‘Gone Wanderin’ or ‘Tell Me Mama’. I make a comment about taping it and next thing I know the man next to me is handing me some kind of recorder. It is about the size of a brick, black, and has a microphone on one end. I notice little hand written notes taped to it. I accidentally record a few seconds prompting an SD card to fall out. I think it is really pretty cool and that now I can tape things and maybe upload them. I think I’ll use it a bit and mail it back to the guy afterwards. Now I think him and another guy are giving me and someone else a ride home. I think we are in an older pick up truck and in Dad’s neighborhood. I think he is letting his dog out on the side of the road for a bit and then is gone. I meant to tell the guy thanks and that he really didn’t have to, but never did.

I am at work when a chubby blond lady abruptly asks me where something is (a movie, I think). I am slightly irritated because I am not even dressed like a sales associate. I go to look for her, opening a door by the emergency exit by the men’s shoes. It leads to a huge, depressed, concrete area with a ton of racks (or shelves?) The movie that she asked for starts with a letter close to the beginning of the alphabet, so I figure it will be easy to look for. I am now walking around the sales floor and notice that I am wearing a White Chapel band shirt. There is a graphic and the band name above it in a white and almost cursive font. It all seems faint or worn. I open the same door again and see that there are a lot less racks/shelves… until I notice that they are actually cars and the area is a parking lot. I think I walk into it with the associate Julie.

I think I am working, but I think I’m at a Walmart. There is a younger, Hispanic? guy who goes in the fitting room with Levis and I think wears some out under his jeans. He then grabs a belt and holds it in a loop but makes no other attempt to hide it as he walks out with it. Now, I am either chasing him or I am the guy, running. I am chasing him and I think we both get on a train. We end up in another, larger building and he gets onto an elevator. I get in another, trying to catch up. This building looks like a shopping mall, and it is on the ground floor where we finally catch him. There is another girl what works LP here too. The guy seems pretty down at having been caught, but we are pretty lighthearted and impressed with him. I make a comment to the girl about how they’re good for catching him and maybe I should work LP here.

I found myself in a false awakening and awoken again. I got out of my bed and was began talking to my grandmother who decided to check on me. She asked me would I like to eat any chicken and I replied with yes. She then ask me would I like anything else with that and I told her no. She insist on asking me again and I was like nah. So she made herself out the door so i could get myself together and head out of this crib.

As I got myself out of bed and walk in to the living room. I could see my father in another room and saw my grandmother in the kitchen. I went in to the restroom in the living room. I began to look at myself in the mirror and notice my hair was definitely a mess after sleeping for so long. I began to put water on my hands and tried to slick my hair back but it wasn't doing anything. So I began to feel funny about all of this.

I started to question stuff like who am I and what have I been doing all this time. That's when I didn't really trust where I was and the idea to check my fingers came to mind. I could hear my grandmother voice walking pass the door I am in saying the food is done in the kitchen. I look at my fingers to see it's all distorted and bent like. That's when I knew I was in a dream and that I needed to do different things.

I got out of the restroom and could see my grandmother going up the stairs. That's when I ran to the door and phase through it and was outside. It was night , all of sudden I could hear my grandmother feet walking down the stairs and began banging the front door. She knew I was awake and I could her presence getting closer to me. I decided to try to fly but I felt it failed and I lost my concentration. That's when I experience another false awakening.

Date of Dream: TUE 17 SEP - 2019



Dream No. 625 - Separated Sections

Dream 625 A - Don't Leave Me
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at some sort of weird looking Bunnings. Though it was night time, I was in the store and it was fully lit, so it didn’t look scary, yet just weirdly deserted. Yet there were a lot of people that I knew in there, mainly people from my high school. I was talking to teachers such as Mr. H, Mrs. Ken., and Mr. Bl, but seemingly not in a good way. The interactions seemed somewhat hostile and there was a feeling like I was at fault for what was going on.

I forgot what the exact encounter was but the problem had prompted me to call a dream guide. I snuck away from the crowd so they wouldn’t notice and went outside, calling for Dreamy WB this time. I ended up calling her by her alternate name quite a bit, calling out for “Miss T” as I wondered around in the dark, trying to see where from and when she would be coming. At the same time, I had to be wary that no one else was around because for the time being, everyone was a dangerous presence.

Eventually, I noticed Dreamy WB coming from down the street. In this dream, she had her hair out in an afro but it was only shoulder length and the colour was brown rather than black. She was wearing a plain white short-sleeved t-shirt with black culottes and black heeled sandals. She looked very youthful and beautiful in this dream. As she came up to me, she gave me a lengthy hug and this really warm, comforting energy was felt, as if she was acting like a second mum in this scene, only with no rules and no bad temper; she was constantly smiling.

I thought Dreamy WB was going to talk to all the nasty people in the building but then she was hinting to me that she wasn’t it, apparently somebody else was coming. Dreamy WB released me from her embrace and left me to stand on my own to witness the next entrance, there was a gleam in her eyes as she looked excited as to what was to come; and she must have known that I would be overjoyed with what was to come as well.

Now the energy is centred around me independently. I looked down the street again and saw 18-Volt approaching, indeed I was excited and it felt like I had butterflies. He was in his realistic Game & Wario appearance but then he also had a cartoon feel to him as well; he was wearing his green jacket and pants, 3D glasses as well, but no headphones; he also held this constant, closed-mouth smile. When he got right to me, he opened his arms and invited me to him for a hug which felt like it lasted for a few minutes. There was this energy coming from him like he missed me a lot from not seeing each other for a few weeks.

Once 18-Volt had released me from the hug, he prompted me to go back to Dreamy WB who constantly had her arm around me. I wondered what was going on and apparently they had prearranged that it would be 18-Volt talking to the supposed bad guys. The people started to trickle out of the building as they finally caught onto what was going on. I knew I was at fault but for some reason in this dream, I wanted to keep that hidden.

Firstly, 18-Volt approached Mr. Bl confidently; I couldn’t here what Mr. Bl was saying but 18-Volt could be heard saying, “Nope, it wasn’t her”, “you can ask all you like”, “it wasn’t her”, “nope”, “nope”, “nope”; they must have been bickering with each other and 18-Volt kept dismissing him. Not much else was shown but 18-Volt did speak to other people as well to try and cover up what I had supposedly done.

Once 18-Volt was done and returned, Dreamy WB released me again and both 18-Volt and Dreamy WB walked down the street to leave the scene. As this was happening, I noticed half way down the street that 18-Volt’s eyes started to turn weird through his glasses. It felt as if the dream was re-possessing him so I would lose access to my dream guides; he looked scary and somewhat sinister. I was scared and so I screamed for them to come back. As much I screamed, 18-Volt did not look back and rather was being led by the dream.

18-Volt was gone but Dreamy WB was still walking off although she too had gotten possessed. I was now screaming louder than before and crying for Dreamy WB to “come back!”; the urgency in my voice like I knew I was going to lose her, like a relative dying. At the very last minute, Dreamy WB had turned around and the possessive energy lifted off her. She glared at me from a distance, she knew I was in distress but she didn’t know why. She walked back towards me to see what was wrong.

As she put an arm around me again, I told her exactly how I was feeling and that I was scared as I leaned into her and hugged her. She calmed me down and vowed that she wouldn’t leave me. She then said that she was going to make sure I got home safely. The dream camera then zoomed in on us and I seemed to be playing with her hair, examining the parting of her afro. I forgot how she escorted me home, but I do know it was a method of non-foot transport.

It was now day time and both she and I were in my drive way. I ended up playing with her hair again but this time, her afro was wrongly parted and I so couldn’t see her face. As careful as I was with moving her hair, it would not part correctly. After fiddling with her hair for a bit, the dream ended.

Dream 625 B - Longer Than I Thought
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was taking a 3 hour long bike ride down Wellington Road. I discovered that 18-Volt lived very close to my house, his address was supposedly 7 Reyers Road (it’s not real; I’d never include an address if it existed in real life). Although my mum was wondering why it would take me three hours to get there when in real life, it would take about ten minutes to go the same distance in a car. I woke up when I was half way down Wellington Road.



Dream 625 A
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB & 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Dream 625 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No