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Após finalizar aquele sonho, não tenho certeza se acordei e apliquei um DEILD ou se foi por sequência mesmo. Por isso, vou classificá-lo como WBTB também.
Eu já estava lúcido quando tive um falso acordar. Eu estava na minha cama, de madrugada. Ninguém estava acordado ainda em casa, mas eu já sabia que era um sonho. Levantei da cama e pensei que eu poderia fazer... Saí do meu quarto sem fazer barulho (não sei por quê) e fui até o segundo andar, no quarto onde estão os computadores. Tive uma ideia: sairia voando pela janela e iria até a casa da Farah, minha melhor amiga, que não vejo já faz tempo. Tomei distância da janela e pulei contra ela. Os vidros se quebraram sem fazer muito barulho e não senti dor alguma. Comecei a voar mas, semelhante ao sonho anterior, estava muito devagar e perdia altura muito rápido. Eu frequentemente me embolava com os fios de eletricidade. Quando voltei ao chão, ainda estava dentro do cercado de casa, antes da piscina. Pensei "Já que não consegui voar, vou fazer algo útil". E tentei fazer uma experiência: ouvir uma música sendo tocada do nada. Infelizmente, antes de conseguir meu objetivo, o sonho apagou.

non-dream / dream / lucid

Acordei no meio da noite, tomei um copo de água e um remédio para desentupir o nariz e voltei a dormir. Eu estava entrando no ginásio do colégio, entrei para o lado direito e prossegui indo reto (como se não tivesse o palco, e sim mais arquibancadas ao fundo). Chegando ali, vi Amanda (minha namorada) conversando com alguém e Karina Morillo. Ambas estavam com uma camiseta meio rosa, vermelha ou salmão, não me lembro bem. Fui falar com minha namorada. Ela sentou na arquibancada (virada para o centro do ginásio) e eu a abracei por trás dela (como se as escadas continuassem para trás, formando uma pirâmide). Ela disse que estavam ensaiando uma coreografia e que chegou três horas antes para dar uma passada. Comentou que assim tinha sido bem melhor, pois ela podia corrigir as amigas e melhorar alguns detalhes. Sentei ao seu lado e segurei sua mão. Percebi que ela estava sem aliança, o que me deixou chateado. Ela disse que tirou para ensaiar, mas estava usando uma pulseira da mesma grossura e textura da aliança, e me disse que estava usando isso no lugar dela. Achei estranho e fiz o RC de trancar o nariz. Funcionou, fiquei lúcido na hora. Falei para ela "Amanda, isso é um sonho!". Ela ficou assustada e tentou atravessar o dedo na mão como RC. Eu disse para ela tentar o de trancar o nariz. Ela fez e funcionou. Nesse momento, dava-se início uma partida de vôlei na quadra. O homem fez o primeiro saque e a bola foi arremessada muito alto, o que confirmava o fato de não ser real. Amanda começou a falar para todos os nossos amigos que estavam ali (Karina, Enrique e mais alguém) que isso era um sonho. Eu pulei da arquibancada na tentativa de voar até o centro da quadra, mas eu voava muito lento e perdia altura muito rapidamente, não consegui sequer passar pela barreira de segurança que afasta a arquibancada da quadra. Eu estava no corredor entre os dois, vi uns garotos brincando com um pião. Peguei o pião deles e percebi que estava quebrado. Tentei girá-lo mesmo assim (na tentativa de imitar Inception). O pião não ficava em pé, então desisti dele. Por várias vezes o sonho se apagava e eu tinha que fazer um RC para re-estabilizá-lo, mas manti a lucidez durante o sonho todo. Em um desses momentos que voltei ao sonho, andei em direção à saída do ginásio e encontrei Amanda e Karina novamente. Elas falaram comigo, então subi as arquibancadas até o ponto mais alto. O sonho acabou e passei para outro lúcido.

This dream was long, I mean LONG. It felt like hours, but I wish I could remember the first part of the dream which explains what I stole. All I remember about that is pricking my finger or pressing some tiny button which was red.

I was on the run from some sort of giant corporation, perhaps the government, because I disobeyed them. I was trying to 'drop off the radar' so to speak, disappear from the government and it's control. I believe I stole something very important to them. There was some form of alarm set off by a lazer pen tip, but I don't remember anything other than touching it with the tip of my finger. It looked a little like a calligraphy pen.



I got back to my house and I knew I needed to hide, and I couldn't hide inside because the corporation would come looking for me there. I asked my dad what I should do, and he told me to stay outside for the next week. The first thing that ran through my mind was 'What will I use as shelter!', and my dad proceeded to find a plastic storage container with a large crack in it, and told me I should sit in it, that because of the crack I could rock back and forth.

I took it out into my backyard and searched for where I should hide. It was very cloudy, and most of the colour was washed out of the scenery because of it. I didn't want to hide in the bushes because they are filled with spiders, but I thought I would be too easy to find in the open. It was a tough decision, but I chose to set up right out in the open on my back lawn I tried to sleep in the tub. It wasn't comfortable, so I used the crack to bust a hole in one end, and put that over my head as I lay down on my side and tried to sleep underneath it. It started raining, but I didn't get wet because of my plastic box covering my head.

What a weird dream.. possibly a continuation or precursor to a previous dream I've had where I was going to be killed by a bald man. That makes sense, actually. Odd.

So last night I went to sleep with the intent of waking up after every dream period. It didn't work perfectly, I only woke up after a couple, but in the early morning when I woke up I went back to sleep trying to count myself into a dream ("1... I'm dreaming, 2... I'm dreaming" etc), using a snooze on my alarm to regularly wake myself up.

It didn't work directly in the sense that I didn't ever consciously transition to dreaming, but I had a strange sort of lucid dream. Lucidity fluctuated a lot, but it seems like I re-entered the dream twice, but I don't recall if I actually woke up between re-entries or not, so I'll just mark the places I think they happened. Also a lot of other dreams recalled.

#996:
Date: May 30th, 2011
Length: 8 minutes


I began in some kind of house, where I quickly realized I was dreaming. I ended up walking outside, just stabilizing things for a few moments. I wanted to meet someone in particular, so I yelled out her name, hoping that would summon her. Instead, a sort of plot developed where she had been kidnapped and was being held in a building in front of me. My lucidity here was pretty insignificant, but I went inside the building. It was a sort of inn/bar, and I went upstairs to a room.

Now something to understand is that this dream had odd shifts in perspective to a game of Starcraft. My mind was interpreting the concept of lucidity strangely (second time this has happened lately...), as if Starcraft was the real life I would awaken to after this dream. At times, I had flashes where I was seeing my base in a game of Starcraft being attacked, and afraid that this would wake me up. I was asking my allies to help defend me.

Anyways, the person I was looking for was in the room, but my vision shifted to Starcraft mode and saw that she was "infested." I decided to just leave the room and head back outside, having to fight through some people who wanted to stop me.

Back outside, my mind was a bit clearer and I think I was more conscious of my dreaming state. As I walked, the dream began to fade, however. Everything turned dark, but I tried to concentrate on my sense of touch. <Re-entry here?> Eventually, I was back in the dream. I decided to try to use all my senses to stay anchored in the dream, so I walked into a nearby shop and found a bizarre glass container which had some kind of perfume in it. I smelled it and poured some on myself, and also ate two sort of black sort of "rocks" that were inside it. It tasted pretty disgusting, but I kept chewing on it for quite a while, happy about how real it seemed.

At this point my notes read that I was in a room packing up some stuff into my backpack. I vaguely recall this, but I don't know why I was doing it. Anyways, I think the dream faded here again, and I had another re-entry (maybe). I found myself in a wooden shack near a body of water. I looked at myself in a mirror -- I looked basically like myself, though a few features were somewhat distorted.

After a little more stabilization, I stepped outside. Below me was a pretty steep drop down to the water, and in the distance I saw a few hills and islands. I decided to go check out what was over there, though it didn't look like much. I launched myself into the air and flew down towards the water. As I did so, everything felt so real and crisp for a moment that I was completely exhilarated. I tried to calm myself, fearing that this would wake me up. Unfortunately, my flying slowed to almost a dead halt and I had a weird false awakening: the Starcraft game appeared again, with my base being attacked. I typed something like: "can you believe it! I was having a good lucid dream and just then this woke me up!"

I also wrote something in my notes about a checklist, but I don't remember what it had to do with the dream. It had an entry on it that said "pre-fight bosses."



#997:
Date: May 30th, 2011
Length: 4 minutes

I was in a class that was taught by one of my former History professors. It was the first day of this class. For some reason, there were a bunch of pool tables all around the room. I was eager to meet people, and quickly introduced myself to a few. People were told to assemble around the pool tables for some kind of group work. There was some confusion for a moment as some tables got deserted and others overcrowded.

After a while, something odd happened and we were suddenly in the middle of a zombie invasion. I was strangely calm (felt sort of like a game) and ran towards the class entrance. We weren't really in a building or anything -- the room was just sort of merged with outside. It was night time, and I followed a group of people across a small brook and to a sort of checkpoint. Once we made it there we knew we were safe.

Somehow I ended back in the classroom before the zombie thing happened. This time I walked towards the front of the classroom and then beyond it, to a seashore. There were a couple boats there, and I just enjoyed the view for a few moments, when the zombies came again. This time, however, it definitely felt real, and I was scared. I was with a group of journalists and we sprinted towards the same brook we had crossed before. This time, however, there was a problem and we were unable to cross it. Instead we had to take a long bridge to our left.

One by one people fell behind and died, until it was just me and another guy. We ran as fast as we could. For some reason we were suddenly being chased by two cars, and we ducked out of the way just in time before they lost control and crashed horribly, blocking the zombies from catching up with us. I thought I was safe as we stopped a moment to catch our breaths, but then I realized the guy with me had been bitten and was turning into a zombie. He started approaching me aggressively, and I backed off. Soon he was charging me and trying to bite my face off. I fought him off desperately, but I was weaker than him and terrified. I frantically tried to prevent him from biting me while also somehow mentally accessing a menu, trying to stop this "game" (though nonetheless it felt like my life was at stake), and managed to just in time. I don't remember anything after that.


#998:
Date: May 30th, 2011
Length: 3 minutes

Basically just a dream of playing soccer. I was playing defense at first, then switched to attack, then back to defense, then back to attack. It all made sense at the time. After a few uneventful plays, I suddenly started to play much better, just sort of naturally sensing where my teammates were and making good passes. Then I got the ball on our half of the pitch, and suddenly found myself able to dribble their entire team. I fell just short of scoring a goal, tapping the ball a little too far in front of me and losing control at their last line of defense. Still, I was really happy with how I was playing.

We reached a break in play, and some guy kept complaining about how the online system for this soccer league was broken. I asked him why he was so concerned over this when it wasn't even playoff time. He explained that there was a team called "The 300 Spartans" whose name had caused a glitch in the system, somehow resulting in gif images of the car in Back to the Future to be placed above each team's name. This was apparently a very big deal.


- I also had a dream about being in some kind of underground facility, and meeting a ton of people I haven't seen in a really long time.

In an airport with our friends. In my uncles house with the american president and it getting bombed to bits.

I'm in House #1. [So much for recognizing dream signs... :/] I look through a window that looks out onto the patio from the side opposite the dining room [um... in real life, that would be the bathroom window, from which such a view would be impossible...] and see that there's a wasps' nest hanging from the eaves outside the dining-room window.

I'm in the garage, and I say goodbye to P. There are two cool, old, red, elongated, flat-topped cars there (one might have been a convertible). My parents are taking me out somewhere, but I haven't been able to find anything I want to wear, so I'm only wearing my royal blue bathrobe. [I used to have this robe in real life, but I don't anymore.]

[Dreamskip.] I'm driving the brown car into the parking lot where our hair salon and the OSH hardware store are [back in our old town]. I'm naked, so I try to crouch down so that the other drivers around don't see me. When I try to park, the driver of the car that's parked crookedly in the space next to mine decides to back out and straighten his parking job, coming close to hitting my car, but narrowly missing it. I cower in my seat, frightened. When the driver gets out of his car and comes over to talk to me, I look down to check the arrangement of my blue bathrobe, which I'm suddenly wearing again, and make sure it's covering me decently. The other driver tells me that he didn't hit me.

Then, four young boys (10 or so) come to my car and start pestering me relentlessly, climbing in it and all over it and talking to me loudly and annoyingly. I yell as loudly as I can at them to GO AWAY. I'm surprised that I'm capable of yelling with that volume. After I yell at them like that about three times, they finally go away. I'm trying to keep my blue robe on and maintain my modesty, with only partial success. I continue to do so once I've moved from my car to a patio table on the sidewalk outside the hardware store. [I don't recall getting from one location to the other.] People pass me by on the sidewalk as I try to keep the robe up. Next to me on the sidewalk, B.W. and his chorale friends are getting dressed for a performance.

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Side notes:

This was an interesting twist on a classic anxiety dream. It featured the common dream scenario of being naked in a public place and ashamed of it, but it combined that scenario with two stressful occurrences from my waking life: a minor car accident in a parking lot, and the very spirited all-boys class I've been teaching once a week. In the dream, I yelled more loudly than I ever have in real life. Do I unconsciously wish I could yell that loud in reality? It's a plausible hypothesis.

I took a nap starting at 4:30 pm, I laid down on my back starting with just binaural beats, I then did reverse blinking, after about 2 minutes of blinking I started sleep breathing and counting down from 100 in between breathes. My first dream started out with me walking around and feeling heavy as though gravity were increased. My pillow in real life was half way over my eyes and in my dream I could only see half of my vision as though my pillow were still over my eyes, this made me realize I was dreaming. I tried to look down at my hands, but I didn’t have any hands, or at least they were invisible because I could feel them there, then I walked around and started jumping, I was floating slowly to the ground with every jump. Then all of a sudden I was laying on my bed with my pillow half way over my face, I had a completely realistic false awakening, I saw one of my fraternity brothers nearby and I told him I had a lucid dream. Saying this made me do an RC and I found out I was still dreaming. I then became lucid again, I just plain walked around for a while through what looked to be an airport. There were a bunch of people running past me as though in a hurry. One of the people was a woman walking crooked on her hands. I stopped her when we were in a glass ceiling walkway, because she was wearing a skirt and when she was up her skirt was up, showing were her vagina should have been, yes she had bare skin where her vagina should have been. So I tried to turn her into someone else. She sat down and then started jerking around and awkwardly morphing into random different women. I felt the dream coming apart, so I looked down at my hands. I was able to see my hands when I looked down which was a relief, however they were blurry and I couldn’t focus on them. Then everything got lighter and when I opened my eyes, I was back in bed. I stayed put and thought about my dream just in case. I then did an RC and realized that I was actually awake. I then walked to my computer and started writing.

I took a nap starting at 4:30 pm, I laid down on my back starting with just binaural beats, I then did reverse blinking, after about 2 minutes of blinking I started sleep breathing and counting down from 100 in between breathes. My first dream started out with me walking around and feeling heavy as though gravity were increased. My pillow in real life was half way over my eyes and in my dream I could only see half of my vision as though my pillow were still over my eyes, this made me realize I was dreaming. I tried to look down at my hands, but I didn’t have any hands, or at least they were invisible because I could feel them there, then I walked around and started jumping, I was floating slowly to the ground with every jump. Then all of a sudden I was laying on my bed with my pillow half way over my face, I had a completely realistic false awakening, I saw one of my fraternity brothers nearby and I told him I had a lucid dream. Saying this made me do an RC and I found out I was still dreaming. I then became lucid again, I just plain walked around for a while through what looked to be an airport. There were a bunch of people running past me as though in a hurry. One of the people was a woman walking crooked on her hands. I stopped her when we were in a glass ceiling walkway, because she was wearing a skirt and when she was up her skirt was up, showing were her vagina should have been, yes she had bare skin where her vagina should have been. So I tried to turn her into someone else. She sat down and then started jerking around and awkwardly morphing into random different women. I felt the dream coming apart, so I looked down at my hands. I was able to see my hands when I looked down which was a relief, however they were blurry and I couldn’t focus on them. Then everything got lighter and when I opened my eyes, I was back in bed. I stayed put and thought about my dream just in case. I then did an RC and realized that I was actually awake. I then walked to my computer and started writing.

: I took a nap in my hammock while studying, at around 4:30pm. I was in an a comfortable position except my leg was forced straight which I believe aided in my lucid dream. My dream started with my family and I running through an airport. My dad ran off and I started running after him, I then heard my mom say “don’t worry he’ll be right back” so I attempted to run right back to my mom and sister. The airport then turned into a maze of random stairs, escalators and moving walkways where I saw a massive airport with a fifty foot high glass ceiling and a big open floor down below (I was about three stories up. I noticed two escalators one that goes up and another one, so I ran to the other one thinking it goes down, but instead it was stopped and there was a mother holding a baby and other people standing on it as if waiting for it to move. So I ran down the other one only to and came to two moving walkways, both three feet long and moving in opposite directions as well as a single staircase five feet past the walk ways. I crossed the walkway that was going to the same direction, but there were a bunch of people all walking in the opposite direction as me, so I turned around. My first idea was to jump over the walkway I was just on but instead, there was a tall man who looked confused walking on it like a tread mill. So I went over to the second one however I had to wait for a Mexican looking person with a bunch of tactical gear and a suit (Secret Service Pilot) to cross before I could get across. As I crossed I saw a weird looking Muslim guy, and a lady without a nose (her face didn’t leave space for the nose) they both gave me a feeling of dejavue, because I think I may have dreamt about them before. I found another staircase going down and I followed it down, the only people on the staircase were a blind lady wearing a hijab and another lady wearing American type clothes. I heard the non-blind lady say “see what Im talking about?” to the blind lady and she got mad. I went down one more set of stairs when I finally caught up to my mom and sister next to a building that was built on a flowing field of grass with a street running through the middle. There was a boy also without a face (like the man who has no face on TV) wearing a blue backpack and baseball cap. I pointed this out to my mom and sister but my mom said it was rude, then a bunch of deformed people with crutches, wheel chairs and deformities came out of the building. I assumed it was a college type auditorium for the deformed. I then got on my longboard and rode it into a puddle, but instead of making a splash, the front of my board broke off (very easily) and stayed put. I then went over and grabbed it my mom proceeded to tell me that I needed to get a better one. We started walking, me with both pieces of my board in hand as I told my mom how much I paid for it. I then “woke up in my fraternity room” it had a full kitchen area a bed and a TV. I was still holding my board, but all of a sudden my board started falling apart as if it was an oversaturated mush that could still somewhat hold its shape. My aunt Becky was there and she told me she needed to do some work with these big panels she brought in with her (I have no idea what the work was). I walked over to the counter and closed a Tupperware container with her food in it and said “don’t worry I used my finger without the mush on it”. I then told her “I keep forgetting I live with you because I never see you”. Right then is when I started lucid dreaming, in saying that statement I realized “I don’t live with my Aunt”. And as I thought this my aunt froze and a window in the corner of my vision a window started flickering and changing like a television with a bad reception. The first thing I thought to do was to change my aunt to Linda a family friend, and it worked. After that change I started seeing things as if I was drunk, I tried turning Linda into a Jessica Alba, but the girl kept changing forms and never once looked like anyone I know. I proceeded to pick her up and laid her on the bed. We had sex for a while going into crazy positions and me going down on her, I saw a little light in the corner of my eye no matter where I looked, so I felt myself closing my eyes in real life and the light disappeared. Slowly however I started losing control, because my thoughts wandered to “Is my body actually doing what I am doing right now?” and “What if my roommate comes in and sees me squirming in my hammock?” At this point I had lost almost complete control and everything I saw started changing rapidly. I then started hearing everything around my body louder and louder until I realized I was out of the dream, so I opened my eyes and started writing.

I am in a building, and I can hear my dad making a phone call on my brother's behalf, advertising in an almost sing-song manner that they should hire him. I walk into a room and hear the door behind it shaking. Then, it swings open and out bursts a two-year old girl in nothing but a shirt. For some reason, she reminds me of Trisha. Jack, one of my students at the learning centre I work at, is with me and is equally as shocked to see all these young children invading the room.

I am in my old house's garage. Instead of it being concrete, it is made of hardwood, and there is a 1-inch diameter, perfectly circular hole in the ground. Below that, I can see the basement of the garage. (Apparently, this garage has two stories). I drop a red ball down it. Once on the bottom story (somehow), my parents are throwing footballs at the wall, and my brother and I must stick with plasticized ones so we don't break anything.

I have not kept up with this journal for a while. Not surprisingly, my dream recall has really fallen. Oh well, back to it:

The Draft Horse

I am at home. My mother and father are there, and my father has a new horse in the chicken coop. He leads this horse out, and I find out it is just a colt. My mother explains that even though it seems to be full size not that it will grow to be very large. He tells me that it is a young Clydesdale. As I watch, the horse grows to full size, which is about twice the size of a normal draft horse.

Pathetic, isn't it...

Notes| Dream|Lucid

A had a few oranges this night, I heard it helped with recall, and here you go, a fairly vivid dream!

31st May

Jacson, James, Cameron, Maddie, Sarah, Julia and I were in some sort of casino, the lighting of the place was pretty dull. (False memories: we were on a camp and coming in for dinner.) We and other people from school, were all eating dinner in a fairly large room, and the back of the room were big steps, like the steps from my bowling dream, but covered in carpet this time. With no warning, Jacson ran out of the room. I just knew he was going to look for James and followed him.
We ran out of the room into a few corridors joining together, at the far end of the corridor was a sliding door, but we didn't get that far anyway. Jacson was still running, i don't think he really knew where James was, cause James just popped out of a corner to scare the living crap out of him.
After knowing that James had been found and was safe, I ran back inside. The doors were all green automatic sliding doors. When I got back to the room, the tables had been removed and my group was sitting on the steps near the side of a big wall.
We heard a dark, dark laugh.. it was almost like a roar. Some gut feeling, we all just knew there was a crazy man on the other side of the wall.
Sitting on the steps, chatting amongst ourselves when a parade suddenly started. They came through a big door and walked along the area we were having dinner previously. Men, beasts, animals, all in cages. Following behind them all was a lady, about 20-25 years of age, brunette and wearing a tight black leather outfit.. kinda like Catwoman's, but no mask.
Monkeys were let out, they were definitely trained. They started pop dancing all over us, arm waves and the lot! They were jumping over the crowd, running everywhere.
To the side was a Remote Control Car track, starting high and coming down to the ground. Then a RC car came flying down! A monkey casually stepped onto it and started dancing, it was absolutely awesome :p

The lady walked up to Cameron, Jacson and Maddie and moved them away from us seeing as they were talking. She then walked up to me and asked, 'Do you want your parents back?'
'They're not my parents.'
'They can rejoin you, but you must make sure they are quiet.' I had the impression that she was trying to imply, if my friends were not, she would do something nasty but i knew she wouldn't. She just seemed too familiar.. 'Actually, I have decided your group will come sit with me as punishment.'
I really didn't mind, I wanted to know more about her anyway. I wanted to know how I knew her..

We sat a couple of steps further up, me sitting next to the leather suit lady, i don't remember what the rest of my friends done, I recall them coming to sit with us, but i don't remember anything about them after that. I started questioning this mysterious lady. OH- I'VE SEEN HER BEFORE! Or at least, i think i have? She could cover her body in flames by will.
"Can you teach me magic?"
No answer.
"Is your flame for defense only, or can you attack people with it?"
"Defence only"
"So you can only put it around yourself?"
"Yes"
A man from the circus started performing. He was slim, but very muscular, tanned and had Asian features. He had two tribal tattoos on his shaved head and over his upper torso. I think he was standing on one of the cages performing.. breathing fire?
I felt a connection with him, but not a connection of my own. I looked over at the lady in tights, "You like him, don't you?"
She smiled and blushed.

This brunette lady seems also very familiar to the girl from my second lucid dream (previous post).

i am in my room seeing a four faced cardboard figure on the floor and after i take a mini tour in my room i see that the figure isnt there anymore but that its downstairs on the floor in the grass and i ask myself how did it get there ( and instead of reality checking) i simply say that when i get outside i will take it

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

May 30, 2011: I am flying. There are lots of trees and plants around me. I am now lucid and I say "Nature is my muse." I see that the scene is beautiful, but there is also something creepy about it. I bite a branch and try to eat it.

I see a tree house and remember one of my tasks. I make the door of the house open with my mind and hand gestures. There is another inner door. I make that one open too.
Now I am inside a building. I open several doors and window with my mind and hand gestures. I am quite happy with myself. The windows bend like the talking window in Peewee's Playhouse.

I point at another door and make it open by swinging up from the top, rather than the side like a normal door.
I go outside. It is a busy city scene. I find a woman and approach her. Remembering the other task, I tell her about this tree from another country. I make up a name and tell her it has delicious fruit.
I see a small tree in a pot, on a table on the sidewalk. It has a single orange-like fruit on it. I taste it. It is juicy and tastes OK. I give most of it to the woman, who seems to love it.
She turns into a cat, as usual.

I point at other trees and say they also have good fruit. There is one with purple fruit and another with red or orange fruit.
For fun I make people float off the ground and others fly backwards. I grab a bicycle, spin, and throw it. I also try to make someone say something.

Notes: This is the task that KingYoshi suggested:
"Walk up to a random tree and say out loud, "This [insert random tree name] tree, produces the most delicious fruit. Then search the leaves for the fruit and eat it."
I didn't quite do the second task correctly. But there was a tree and fruit and I tasted it, so I guess it's a pass.

I dreamt that I was a German soldier shooting Jews. Problem was, the bullets parted in mid-air and I could not be sure that the Jews would die. Atmosphere of confusion.

This is the first time I dream about a book I read. Yesterday I spent most of the day reading a disturbing book where the protagonist is an Obersturmführer.

The crazy part is , when I woke up I didnt notice anything strange about this dream. I was not lucid obviously.