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Dream - Lucid

I was at the house I grew up in. My family was there with me, my mom, dad, and brother. It was, once again, the zombie apocalypse. I remember being in my old bedroom with a family member, and them opening the door to check if the coast was clear. They freaked out as they saw a bunch of zombies coming towards the door. If I am not mistaken, through the doorway, I saw that same ponytailed zombie from my last apocalypse dream first before the horde. I went to the door in a panic to shut the zombies out.

Then, we were all packing up to leave, to go somewhere safer. Similar to Fear the Walking Dead, we had a huge boat in the garage we were going to escape on. I was packing my things quickly, trying to only take what I needed, but I was throwing lots of extra things in there; I felt bad leaving anything behind, though I knew I couldn't take everything. I remember putting a lot of clothing in the suitcase.

I then overheard some guys that were doing some landscaping work on our house discussing our boat. I was afraid they were planning to steal it, so I started to frantically hurry my family along in packing up. They didn't seem to get my sense of urgency, but I kept urging anyway. My brother had no clean clothes to pack, so we got his dirty clothes hamper and we started to pack dirty clothes in his room. It didn't matter that they were dirty; we needed to get out of there ASAP.

I wanted to take at least one of our cats. The cats that were there were Pounce (deceased IWL), Ziggy (also deceased IWL), and my current IWL cat, Belle. I wanted it to be Pounce that we took. I saw her sitting under the kitchen table. I pictured myself putting her in my current cat's cage to take her along. For some reason though, we weren't going to take the cats with us.

We then were putting the packed suitcases into the back of the boat, which was now a huge van-like vehicle. In the garage, the landscapers drove by on this huge white cherry-picker-type machine. They said something to us, hi maybe, not sure. But it made me feel more urgent in packing. I stuck my suitcase in the back. All the suitcases fit nicely. I remember someone putting some 12-packs of Coke in the back as well.

I then was getting in the van to sit down. Inside, I saw Jarrod and another person getting things ready to go.

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I was at the house I grew up in. I was in my room, which was dark save for the closet light. I was lying on the opposite side of the bed from what I normally used to sleep on, and I was giving birth. I was alone. The baby was born, and I cut the cord myself. It was a girl. I then gave birth to many more babies, two who were still-born. The still-born babies didn't seem to bother me, I just knew I had to keep birthing babies. I labored and cut all the cords myself, setting the newborns wrapped up in white blankets on a bedside table. They were all so quiet and sleepy. I had I believe 6 in total, but I kept thinking there were only 5 there. Most were girls and only 2 were boys. The two girls born first I named Alana and Alyssa. I named one of the boys Michael, but I don't think I named the rest.

I then started breastfeeding each baby. I would take them in either the cradle hold or football hold and bring them to my right breast first (the one my daughter IWL preferred). I would them pull my lips over my teeth to simulate some sort of latch? I don't know why I did this, but it made sense in the dream that I had to do it so the baby would latch. The babies succeeded and didn't succeed. There were some attempts that were great, and the baby got some colostrum, and others the babies had trouble latching, but there was never any crying or screaming from them. I remember for one baby, I had to brush my nipple to their cheek so they would root that way to get to the milk. They were all so mild-mannered and sleepy. When I finished the feeds, I would put the babies back onto the bedside table.

I was then explaining to someone in the house that 2 babies were still-born. Again, it didn't seem to bother me, as if it was just a natural thing that happened (which it is, I guess).

I then remember something about a huge dental needle. My mom I think was going to give it to me in my cervix so I'd have more babies. I was done for the day though. I had so many babies to care for already.

I never felt tired or overwhelmed from all the babies either, just a sense of duty and a neutrality that kept me going.

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This dream was sort of a pick up from the last dream. All the babies were there. I was with my family and some others I believe. Alana was still just a newborn, but she looked like a toddler. She said she wanted to eat some apples and apple juice. She didn't want anything else. I wasn't sure she was old enough for that, but she insisted. I figured I'd get her a bag of pre-sliced apples. Alana looked like she was related to this girl I know IWL, Alicia; she looked like one of her IWL daughters. I believe Alicia was also there.

I then was at the store with my husband, one of my best friends IWL Cherie', and a girl named Meghan that I don't hardly talk to IWL. The store resembled a "super" Kroger that I don't frequent IWL because I don't know where everything is there, as it is so big. I was not shopping with them I don't think, but waiting for them to finish. When they came back to me, I was standing in this lobby-type area on the second floor of the building. Apparently, the grocery store was not the only thing this building had. It was kind of like a huge shopping center with different stores and activities on different levels. They came to me and they hadn't gotten apples or apple juice. They had gotten cheese though, which I thought Alana wanted. I forgot if she wanted cheese, apples, or apple sauce, but I KNEW she wanted apple juice. I got pissed that my husband had picked out all the wrong things. I headed down to go shopping. I had to go down this weird, metal, roller slide thing. If you ever went to Discovery Zone as a child, picture the rolly slide they had there, only silver metal instead of multicolored plastic. There were areas on it that were bigger, darker rollers and you had to do something to put more of your weight down on those, and they would lower you to where you needed to go. I remember sitting on it backwards and not being sure how to trigger the big rollers to let you down. I did it though.

We were then shopping again, and this time, we STILL didn't get apple juice. We walked down the aisles looking and my husband picked out these canned mandarin oranges in a sugary juice. We checked out and I was, once again, so pissed that we still didn't get apple juice. We were on the second floor lobby again, and I asked my husband if he was stupid and went back down to the store with Meghan and Cherie to actually finally get apple juice. We wandered around the store, and I went to the aisles that I thought for sure the apple juice would be on, but nothing. We finally asked an employee, and she pointed down an aisle and told us it was there, and at the end of the aisle. Well, we went down the aisle and it was just these big containers of I think cereal, no juice of any kind. I was getting frustrated and worried about Alana, as she was back home and needed to eat. I came to the end of the aisle, and we were at the back of the store where they keep a lot of cold items in coolers and freezers. I didn't want frozen apple juice, but I didn't know that we had another choice. I opened a cooler and there was unfrozen, refrigerated apple juice in a HUGE container. The container had written on it on the left-hand side: "0% orange juice, 100% apple juice, 0% (some other fruit) juice". I thought about how much juice Alana really needed, and pictured her actual size. She was as tiny as a fairy and was floating around, but still looking and acting like a toddler. She definitely didn't need a lot of juice, but this was the only container I could find, so I put it in the cart and we started heading back to the check out. We ran into a girl I knew when I was going to school named Kris. She and Meghan exchanged a greeting, as they had been best friends apparently at some point. They called each other their apparent old high school nicknames, one had something to do with the name Jasmine. We passed them and went on to this weird, almost blacklight looking area in the store.

We then were at checkout. We were going to this line where you had to get this weird machine with a long cord so people would check you out. There was a big, younger black man there with the machine wrapped around him, which he had apparently broken. The cashiers or someone was getting onto him a little for it.

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Now THIS is the recall I'm talking about! Hell yeah. I woke from my first dream and immeditely took notes in my phone. The second two I didn't take notes for. Getting that recall back up to par! Yay! Also, the hormones during pregnancy really drive up the vividness factor in my dreams so that is a HUGE plus to being pregnant, you know, besides the obvious growing a new life thing.

I've begun keeping this journal here so I can have a place online where I can evaluate my dreams and never lose them. I'm grateful to have this format.

I wrote this immediately after waking up from a dream that seemed to last all night and consisted of a single long adventure. These long adventure dreams are the sorts of things I will be recording, because I find them most interesting. This dream is recorded in great detail because it has several themes, characters, and elements in it which I have dreamed about before.

My dream started with classic dream-disorganization. Myself and current friends of mine entering an art store, and walking around browsing. At one point all of the other friends disappeared and I found myself with my best friend from highschool, KT, who I regret long years of distance with in real life. We had some goal in mind, something we wanted to learn or gain, and we went down a rickety spiral staircase into the basement where there was a hallway like in a hospital, badly lit. A receptionists table was near one wall with a door behind it, and a skeptical middle aged nurse sat behind it. We told her we were scientists here to check on the 'young man' and she let us enter behind her into a sickroom.

The sickroom was purple in tone, either because of the dim lighting or because all of the lavish furniture was deep purple blue in hue. I knew in my mind that we were here to gain something from a ridiculously rich and sick young man. He lay in his silken sheets, sweating and seemingly unconscious. He was extremely attractive, with wild curly brown hair, looking like no one I'd ever seen in real life. KT climbed on the bed and shook his shoulder, and I went to his other side. He woke up and looked at us and we reassured him. I offered him water which he doused himself with instead of drinking, and we began nursing him back to health. This part of the dream I hardly recall, but it seemed that through this interaction I gained an invitation to his home.

How I got there and why my friend KT was no longer with me, I don't know. But I was inside a house larger and more expensive then I could ever dream of entering, indeed larger then I believe they even make mansions in real life. It was like a castle and a house at the same time. Even though I'd been invited I felt intrusive, and his family treated me with disdain. I realized I'd seen his mother before in another dream, a crotchety short wrinkled woman with long flaxen hair. She was superior to me and I treated her with the same attitude that Elizabeth Bennet treated Catherine de Bourghe. She told me to await her upstairs in the attic with one of her attendants, and so up I went. In the dream even though I am named Hannah in real life, I called myself Amaranth which is the name I gave a character of mine in a game, and I assume throughout the dream I felt I was her. Everyone addressed me as Amaranth.

Upstairs I again saw a recurring theme of mine, something I commonly come across, a room with pianos in it. The attic had many curiosities, but I saw only the back to back uprights, and the smaller more vintage upright. Apparently some sort of event was going on downstairs so her attendant, a very friendly young man who seemed to like me, told me it wouldn't be wise to make a lot of noise. I asked him if the vintage piano was soft enough to play and he said perhaps. I played a little of Guitare by Cecily Chaminade, which I learned in real life just yesterday.

I'm not sure what set it off. Something happened or my perception of my environment changed drastically. I don't remember how it happened, but basically the young man was furious with me and the attendant for some reason. We'd done something wrong, and the dream was now full of a sense of danger.

This is where things began to be very linear, with almost no elements changing, and the adventure began. I knew that he and his two young friends (more like cronies/servants) were very powerful, and coming to kill or capture us for some purpose. We locked ourselves in one of their opulent bathrooms but knew they were more then capable of throwing the door down. I declared I wouldn't be trapped, and I tried to open a few windows. Most were too small but one I could fit through. Beneath that window there was a roof, and a large very average suburban neighborhood stretched out past that point, with empty grassy lots, long wide roads, and a dilapidated feeling to everything that was nearly post-apocalyptic. The fact that this enormous mansion existed in this weird poor town never registered as odd to me.

I was out the window, I was on the roof, and another recurring element took place. I began to run with tremendous speed and power, jumping and leaping the span of whole buildings, landing with agility from distances I would ordinarily never be able to survive. This superhuman speed and climbing ability is something that occurs in dreams where I feel I'm being chased. The ability to climb like a spider has gotten me out of many sticky dream situations. But it seemed that in this dream, I wasn't the only one. The two cronies were sent after me, and they were nearly as fast and agile as me. One man in particular was close on my heels. I managed to make enough distance that he couldn't see me anymore. I scaled a building rapidly, and opened a window into a home.

A cheaply furnished bedroom with an old table and couch, an old naked couple lounging together on the sofa. I saw it for only a moment before I decided I didn't care about their privacy and jumped in the window and ran into the adjoining room, a bedroom. The ground was littered with blankets. I threw a window open, then covered myself in the sheets and waited. I tried to catch my breath and be quiet, but it seemed impossible. The sureness that I would be discovered grew. And sure enough, the blanket was torn off and I retreated into a corner as the man who was on me heels stood over me. It seemed his intention was dirty as he leered at me, and I knew he planned to do something to me, probably rape me. He took out a cigarette case and tried to light one, but it lit wrong and he burned himself. I laughed at him and he looked annoyed and turned away to light another. I took the opportunity to leap up and through another door into the couples bathroom, throw the window open, and leap onto another roof.

The chase continued in this way for a while, sailing through weedy fields. At one point I encountered a pine tree of monstrous proportion, which at the time I didn't find odd but which I now know is a kind of giant non-existent tree I've dreamed of before in other dreams where I can leap and climb. Finally it seemed I'd come full circle somehow, I ran past the mansion again just as the cronie tripped and fell and failed to get up. At this exact moment the young man and his family were leaving the house, and seeing me whiz by must have infuriated him. I knew then with a sense of impending doom that he was far more powerful then me. I knew that he could not only leap and climb, but he could fly, which I could not. I knew he'd come for me, I ran as fast as I could. I lept above some old buildings and tried to fly, but only managed to float for all my effort, making myself an easy target.

I turned in the air and saw him streaking towards me across the sky, breaking the sound barrier in a white billowing smoke around his arms and legs. I could make out his victorious grin. He slammed into me and then into a dilapidated building. I 'blacked out' as far as you can when your already unconscious. When I awoke I couldn't move and my upper body was covered with long cuts and gouges as if the fabric of my muscles were shaken and torn along the ligaments. I bled and sat on the ground. I felt no pain, I almost never dream of pain, but I couldn't move. We were in a strange wooden structure with long moldy burgers on the ground and nothing else. He sat down, apparently planning to mock me in my weak state, and started telling me a story. "How would you feel if you came in here, and knew that not only were these burgers long dead, but so were the people serving them." After which I can't remember the rest of the conversation, and my alarm woke me up.

It may not seem like much of an adventure, but this singular situation with this boy felt like it lasted all night, though no doubt I dreamed something else earlier and don't recall. My dream journal in the future may be a bit shorter, it's just that this one lasted so long.

Dream - Lucid

It was the zombie apocalypse. I don't remember who it was that I was with, but it was a group. We were living comfortably in a house, feeling quite safe. I remember seeing my bedroom, one I shared with a young girl. It was clean and the queen-sized bed looked comfortable and inviting. Next to the bed I saw a nightstand with a lamp on it.

However, we were moving. I was then looking at an area from above. Things started to look like Roller Coaster Tycoon 4 (mobile version), in that I could place different buildings in an area that had roads laid out. This is where we were moving to. I "placed" buildings from my above POV, as if I was simply playing a video game.

I was then back in my regular view. I was with the group inside a building that we were scouting for zombies. I was sitting on the floor with a couple others, while the rest stood. I saw two, one I distinctly remember being a female with short brown hair pulled into a ponytail and a messed up mouth coming behind some of my friends. I warned the group. They moved aside. I'm not sure what happened to the other zombie, but the female one was going for me. She came at me and was on me. I was keeping her from biting me, but only barely; I really thought I was about to get bit. Then, one of the people that was there with me, a guy, slit his own throat and used his blood to save me from the zombie; something about the blood killed the zombie. I looked at the guy who saved me, and aside from a slightly bloody, drippy slit in his neck, he was totally fine.

At some point, I thought about the fact that we were moving, and I wished we weren't because we were comfortable and happy where we were before.

I then was talking to one of the girls that was with me. We were talking about whether or not we thought the zombies were increasing in number or decreasing. She said
"Oh they are definitely dying."
I then remembered that I was "back" at the beginning of the apocalypse, though everyone else was just at the beginning and was never at the end with me. I thought about the female zombie who almost bit me and noticed how "freshly dead" she still had looked. I had been at the end of the zombie apocalypse previously, and started to explain to the girl how I knew that things weren't going to get better yet.

~

I woke up for over an hour and struggled to go back to sleep. When I finally did, I had an interesting little lucid moment.

I felt myself falling asleep, the head buzz feeling came over me, and I saw a moving picture in front of me, like a movie screen. It reminded me of a country western almost; there was a desert and the sky was pink and orange as if the sun was rising or setting. There was no sound. It took up most of my vision, but I wanted to go into it and get a LD started. I entered the moving picture, and wasn't sure if that would make me wake up or if it worked. I started to see that I was submerging myself in this world, but after that, I lost it. Not even sure if I woke up or continued to dream or not.

~

My daughter had pooped in her diaper and it was leaking onto her clothes.

~

My husband got onto me about not packing up my books like I said I would. (I fully expect this to happen IWL, as I did not pack my books last night like he asked).

Dream - Lucid

I was in the house I grew up in. Everything had a Walking Dead/apocalyptic feel to it. I was watching my old friend Tori's dog, in the dream I believe her name was Jasmine. I had her in the play room. My old cat Pounce was inside of a "baby jail" (those fenced in areas you buy for babies so they don't escape an area IWL). I later moved the dog to the baby jail too.

I noticed that the floors were starting to bulge, even though we were on the 3rd floor (a nod to my 3rd floor apartment IWL). I knew it meant there was an impending earthquake.

Later, I saw Tori and I told her that Jasmine and Pounce got along. I then started thinking about needing to pack and condense items to only necessities for the apocalypse. I pictured my family and I in a restaurant sitting and me having to condense some items I had into my daughter's diaper bag.

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I was about to go somewhere with my husband. We were doing something online. I'm not sure where we were. It wasn't anywhere that I know, but what seemed to be a completely different place. I remember seeing houses everywhere, like it was a neighborhood. My husband and I were going to go on a date, and he started to mention something about some other woman being there. I didn't know why that mattered since we are married. I asked him about how pretty she was, expecting him to tell me that she wasn't as pretty as me, but instead, he said she was prettier than me even though I was pretty still. o_o Really?! Of course this pissed me off. I stayed mad at him for the entirety of the dream. I don't think he quite understood why I was so mad.

There were other parts involving going places and talking to other people, but I can't remember any specifics right now.

First dream

I was in an abandoned airport close to New York. I've seen the city on the other side of water. I had my base set up in a ruined plane. The world was overtaken by plants, animals. In the morning I took my raft and swam to look for food and other resources. After whole day of exploring empty streets and ruined buildings I found nothing, except a group of other survivors.

It was dark night. They took me to their base, where I met other members of my family and some pals. They set up their base in building similar to my house, though it was better furnished and prepared to hold more people inside. We gathered for a dinner and sat near a huge table. When they were giving the dishes, my aunt went out of the kitchen with a pot of soup. She said "Watch your grandma! She put her denture inside the pot with soup!" Sister replied to her "But our grandma has no denture!". Grandma smiled widely, exposing her only one tooth left. Then I was eating and listening to them talking about politics. I knew what they wanted to say just before they told it.

Second dream - tower escape DILD

Spring day, the sky was cloudless. With group of random DCs we took a raft and swam to other side of river, to huge warehouses. There were many machines, cranes and stockpiles set up in orderly manner. We decided to make the tallest and probably most valuable stockpile fall down. We just moved one can of paint and it started to fall. We ran away back to raft and swam to other side of river. Next I've seen from someones perspective that warehouse workers were talking about a revenge.

Cloudy afternoon. I was back in frontyard of my house. I decided to look back at river and warehouses - the river was enormous, I couldn't even see the buildings. I could see a gigantic tower made of random stockpiled objects. I went closer to shore, which was just in front of my house. Warehousemen started to throw golf balls at me, and they had impressive strenght and accuarcy. I dodged most of the balls or blocked them, but some still managed to hit me. It was quite painful. I heard warehousemen shouting "This tower shall fall!".

I decided to run away before it would crash me. When I was in my backyard, I took a look at the tower again. From an enormous stockpile it turned into a huge tower made of red brick, reaching for the clouds. I realized that it's a dream and flewn up to the roof of father's carpentry workshop. I looked at the tower and thought "You are not real. I can unmake you!" I looked behind me and at the tower again. There was a huge gap in the middle of it, but sides of the tower were left.

I tried to do it again, but this time the tower was ruined and burning. Another try and it turned into a tower with chinese ornaments. I thought that if I can't remove it, I may just escape from it's fall. I turned towards neighbor's side and saw a huge mountain on the horizon. I thought that this must be a place safer than these roofs. I looked back at the tower, it hasn't changed. I looked at the mountain, and it was gone. There huge haystacks in it's place. Looking at my backyard I saw a big rock, I tried to alter it's height by previously used look method, but it was still too small.

I decided to run climb up the neighbor's garage roof. While climbing i thought "Now I'll need a dramatic escape music... violin!" And the violin started to play. It wasn't a best performance, but wasn't terrible either. I climbed up garage's roof and jumped down to roofs of chicken coops. They were made of really weak materials. At first I thought that they'd crush under my feet, but then I thought "These are harder than steel, I can jump on them and they won't crush as well!"

I ran to the end of chicken coops and jumped forward, landing on a roof of chinese temple. I climbed it up, and saw a spacious lake. I flewn to the other side of it and landed in a lakeside building. I turned back and watched as the tower was falling. It have fallen really fast. It have fallen into the lake... and nothing. I thought "What? Shouldn't there be a huge water wave after the tower have fallen down there?"

The water started to bulge, raise and whirl, gathering in a huge wave. I gestured with my hands and the water started to lower and calm. Looking at the lake I noticed that it was covered with ice, and there was only a small hole made by the top of the tower. I pointed my index finger and the hole covered itself with ice.
I walked the shore for a while and woke up.

First dream

Cold, cloudy afternoon. Apocalypse has come. With a blonde woman wearing a special forces suit we were rushing through flooded streets. The water have temporary lowered, giving us chance to move further. Bodies, destroyed vechicles and ruined buildings were seen after the water lowered. We ran forward, there was a huge whirlpool, and we had to somehow get across it. We tried to go around it, but then we discovered another whirlpool. We've ran past these two when they stopped, but there was one more - a huge whirlpool that we were unable to get past. Then we've got an idea - shoot ourselves with something to the other side.

Second dream

A dark mansion in the forest. I was there with group of other mercenaries, hired to kill someone hiding in there. The building was a bit rundown and everyone had to watch their heads and feet. I spotted my target - it was a black male in cyan t-shirt. He shot at other mercenaries, hurting them. I sneaked up and surprised him. I shot him in the head with my shotgun. There wasn't much left of his head. I reported that the task was done and ran away.

I was running straight a forest road. There was a car following me. I thought "There is a city nearby. They said that it was really far away from the mansion, but I'm almost there in no time!". To lose the tail I ran deeper into the woods and then back on the road. The Sun was raising in the horizon. I have reached the city-station.

An elevator led inside a huge building coated with some kind of protective metal. There was a woman that wanted to get inside too. She was wearing sports clothes, probably coming back after some jogging. I opened the elevator and held it for her. She said that she's going to push first floor button. I didn't knew where to go, so I decided to leave with her.

The elevator opened and I saw a huge hall looking like a space station. There were many troops in protective suits patrolling the area. I jumped down a platform and landed safely. Soldier passing by just looked at me, and went away smiling. The hall was filled with computers, it was some kind of IT party over there. People were playing strange prototype games.

The first dream began with me watching tv at my grandparents house thinking about how I forgot to bring my phone charger. Suddenly grandpa turns off the tv and tells me they're going to sleep. I start waking and suddenly I'm at a camp heading to our cabins to sleep, but then I fall through a rift in the cabin and find myself in a strange green landscape and all around me are these spider robots with electricity streaming along their sides and I'm fighting them. I manage to get back to the cabin and try to explain where I was, but fail to do so. That's when I woke up.

When I went back to sleep, I was now playing one of my favorite card games, Sentinels of the Multiverse, but my friends were losing the cards and I was getting frustrated. Then we were in a wasteland fighting a guy overlooking us, and a banner overhead read "Welcome to Canada."

In the last dream, I was riding in my mom's car reading a magazine and thinking about how magazines were what people had before websites, and then I looked up as mom was driving into her house and I saw another girl inside gesturing for her to park next to her car. The girl explained that she was a new owner of the house. She was a blonde white girl with a black hoodie over her. Mom and her were arguing over who owned the house when she turned to me and asked me if my mom was always like this and I responded "Yeah. Pretty much." She then said she didn't care about my mom's problem with her and asked me if I wanted to just leave and hang out with her on a cliff that over looks our house. (It doesn't actually exist , but in the dream I remembered exactly how to get there.) As I was walking with her, I did an RC to see if this was really happening and when I could blow air through my pinched nose I was disappointed, but I didn't go lucid because I was too distracted thinking about if this was no different than one of those Japanese Sim date games and I concluded that because I dated girls in real life, I wasn't a loser for having a dream date. Shortly after I forgot it wasn't real and suddenly I was skydiving with her. That's when I woke up.

I'm in an abandonned hospital, it's brightly light by the sun through broken windows, with dust pilled up in the corners and medical furnitures abandonned around. There was some kind of catastrophy, something that turned the majority of humanity into flesh-eating monsters. I'm trying ton round-up survivors. I walk the allyways, following sounds, and find two teenagers girls huddled in a room, crying. I don't have time to confort them and pull them on their feet to get out of the place. I hear crying again, and right outside the door is another girl in a white nighty with her dark hair loose around her face, holding her own arm and swaying on her feet. The arm she's holding is deadly white, with the veins showing up in dark purples and sickly green. She's infected, turning. I slam the door in her face and scream to the girls to come and help me keep the door closed, but they're too scared and stay rooted in place. The other girl is banging on the door, the whole thing rattling on it's frame and hurting my shoulder. The frame start splittering, but before she manages to destroy it I hear her scream and then it's silence. I slowly open the door and there's giant dogs on the other sides, waiting. I pat a head here and scratch a ear there, the pack rounding the girls up and we get out. We're out on the streets, and our little group is joined by the other survivors, keeping close for protection. I'm the pack leader, the huntress.
We're looking for a house to live in. The street is going up, and the houses on each side are painted white with dark blue tilted roof. Both have a tower, and the one on the right have a big wooden gate, the bottom of it quite weathered and rotting. A couple of survivors and me crawl under that gate and find ourselves in front of an other gate, in fare more better shape. The more slender of us manage to crowl under this one too, and I tell her to open it. The dogs sniffle and whine behind the gate, and as soon as they are in the house they scatter to scout it. We take everyone in and close the gates.
I follow the sound of my pack and find them ripping appart an infected; it's a quick affair, and they are careful not to splatter everything. I get the survivor to the upper levels of the house. It's a big duplex rooms, with beds scattered around, and drapes for some makeshift privacity. I'm given a corner place, with two beds, one to sleep, one to "work as a desk". I thanks the woman giving me my place and go back to the pack. I notice that some of the dog are in fact wild boars, but there are as easygoing as the others. I pet them and go back up. There are clothes on my bed, a dress of beige taffeta and black tulles, with a poffy skirt, alongside a pair of sheer, black tights and a pair of being, shimmering thight high. I change, putting the thight hight over the tights. It's warm and comfy, and the dress dances when I move. I'm walking away when a old, petite woman with black hair and a heavily lined face give me high heels made of a transparent material, decorated with small, shining black pearls and porcelains beige flowers. I slip them on... And wake up.

Well,we all know what the title means,folks!People turning into zombies and stuffs.And for some reasons you become the survivor and all that cliche things.Well in this dream,I became the only survivor.(although I really rather die than running away from zombies,I mean,my tired face in that dream was so hilarious! )

So I was the only human and to start over a new human generation will be impossible because I couldn't really give birth to a baby with all the corrupted dicks,right?...Eh,that will be very disturbing.

But back to the chase,I tried very hard to escape from all the zombies,climbing up the roof of a building and there I was watching the eiffel tower from afar....With a horny zombie treating the tower like a dildo.(I will never see the tower like I used to,ever again.Damn it,horny zombie.)and to distract myself from the inappropriate view,I looked down,only to see angry mobs of zombies,NOT chasing me,but making love with each other.(Angry sex...Whoa)

As I was doing nothing on the roof,while also being forever alone*sigh*,more and more baby zombies were born and soon earth was just a pile of zomibies having sexual intercourses...Bondage...Doggy style...Big 69-You get the point guys.They also did it with the youngsters.

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And I was still ignored.

I couldn't remember much after this,but the dream ended with me shooting all the zombies and waving a flag,yelling,

"Now there is no more milk pudding and white balloon!"...Which is totally not related with the zombie dream,depending on its real context,of course.

*I had great increase in dream recall because I abstained from drinking or smoking just before bed. I've also been watching a lot of LOST and Heroes on Netflix so there are some parallels* Dream #1 Dream #2

I was in this apartment complex with Dr. Mohinder Sharesh (heroes). We were running from these men in black who wanted to capture me and study me for my abilities of teleportation, telekinesis and time travel. My brother, who also can time travel, was already a couple years into the future, and he and I were communicating with this magical paper that I could write on and my brother years in the future could read it, and vice versa. He had told me that there had been a terrible virus spread throughout the world and many people were dead. Dr. Sharesh and I began working on an antidote immediately to prepare for this disaster. I began collecting samples and test tubes from this fridge like container for chemicals. I had told him that we need to work fast to prepare. Just then I looked outside to three floors below, men in black were at that moment getting out of their cars. I closed both doors leading to the room we were in from the hallway outside so that we had a bit more time before the men in black had apprehended us. The next few moments played out like a movie...the men in black busted through the door leading to our floor, guns drawn and ready to shoot at any moment. I close my eyes tight just as the break down the doors to our room. The men found only Dr. Sheresh alone in the room as I had time traveled. *Camera pans to the magical paper with my writing saying "I'm coming to you" and my brother's response, "What?"*

The next thing I know I am in the same building, same floor, and I am in the hallway. The carpet was pulled up from the floor, and the walls beginning to crumble apart. I look around and realize that I had traveled years into the future. Just then, my brother comes running around the hall, with a big smile on his face, happy to see me. He takes my hands and says how happy he is to see me. He had a katana strapped to his back. He takes me into the same room I was in from the past, he sits on a couch, his back to the window. I look at him as we talk, and then I look past him to see the destruction of the city skyline. Towers and buildings were destroyed, reduced to nothing but shells of a once great society. I asked my brother if our parents had survived, his eyes welled up as he shook his head and began to cry. My brother then asked me what time I had come from, I looked him in the eye and said, "I think I came from the time when this all started, I think I came from where it began."

I remember being in some sort of school that was holding a big conference or event. There were a lot of people. I remember being somewhat lucid as I mocked certain situations while still adhering to the dream plot. I was in this large girls' bathroom, remembering that I could do pretty much anything, I challenged every other girl in there to fight me. They kind of looked at me weird and didn't do anything at first. I had said something to the effect of "What, you bitches afraid you all can't take me? Come on! I'll let you all at me at once." That peaked their interest as they all started to attack me. Fighting all of them at once was easy. I blocked every kick and punch with ease, landing blows to them as I did. They quickly surrendered and I left the bathroom. I saw floods of people rushing in every hallway.

The dream shifts and I am now looking out onto Lake Michigan witnessing one of the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen. There are people playing in the lake as the golden orb of our star slowly lowered itself upon the water, a perfect reflection on the surface. I sat watching with school friends, old and new, in these bleacher style seats, almost like an amphitheater. I sat with a friend of mine to my left, a cute girl that I have come to sort of develop a crush on. Next to her on her left sits one of my old friends from high school. I was peaceful, taking in the beautiful scene before me. Then, the cute girl next to me rests her head on my shoulder, and I instinctively put my arm around her waist. The cute girl was also holding the hand of the girl next to her which was my high school friend, but being polyamorous, I wasn't hurt or angry at that situation. Then I had realized something, I had been in another dream just before that, a different dimension with a dire fate. I hopped up and began putting some pieces together. I said to the cute girl "Are you my constant? Are you here to simply comfort me and distract me from my task, so that I may stay in this world and forget the world before?" The girl just hung her head and looked at her feet. I sat right in front of her, put my face next to hers so I could whisper in her ear, "Are you my constant?" to which she said "I can't say". I just nodded my head thinking 'I knew it'. Then I asked, "do you like me, do you love me?" She didn't respond. I just got up, said I was getting lunch and left the scene.

I was back at the music building of my school, practicing my saxophone, and actually playing a scale I had been working on IRL. It was then that I remembered I was getting food.

I woke up

(Continued.)

Dream 4: It's the end of the world again, but this time I'm Remus Lupin. I think I'm/he's a bit younger than what he is usually presented as--perhaps in the twenties. It was, once again, the apocalypse, but it was a planned one. Everyone had a choice as to how they would die or leave Earth. I remember that at one point when I went outside I looked up to see a huge floating restaurant, with bright lights and expensive food. A triple-decker bus then flew by and picked several of the people there up and then flew away, but a strong wind (or a tornado in the air, or a black hole, or something or another) then knocked the rest of the people off, and then I could see the bus following them not far behind.

I ran off and into the main part of town, where I could see several different shops and houses. Many of them were from Harry Potter, and others were from the real world. I think I was scouting around, but I can't be too sure.

The dream then changed positions for just a bit, and I was me again watching Dakota play Final Fantasy IX. I don't remember much about it, except he was in a grassy place and every time someone talked he would listen, unless it was from one of the "extra" characters, such as the knights and servants of the main characters.

I was then back to being Remus, except instead of my hometown I was on the streets of London. I felt like it was a game (how is this a game, really? <--- look, I was almost questioning things!) that allowed me a lot of freedom. I remember seeing one shop that had two others, including a lemonade stand and a Davrish and Banges.

Dream 1: I dreamed something about either the car crash I had the other day, or something to do with it.

Dream 2: It was the end of the world, and I was Harry Potter. The dream seemed to take place at my old school, and it was at night. We (students, teachers, Order of the Phoenix, etc.) had just defeated someone--presumably Voldemort and the Death Eaters. This was a much more wide-spread defeat, however, and there were quite a few Death Eaters that had gone to our side. At one point we were all running across the school, and some were hopping in their cars. We all had to meet up over there to "finish the job." I seen Lucius Malfoy, who had been one of the people to join us, running, yelling, "I can't believe he didn't believe me!" He said it joyfully.

Remus Lupin was a distance behind him in his car, and he was also happy. He slowed down as he came to me and said, "I've asked at least twenty-one people if they're really on our side." He then asked me if I wanted to catch a lift with him.

"Nah man, I'm just gonna run," I said (keep in mind that this is Harry Potter, also).

I did run. Fairly fast. Just under thirty miles-per-hour.

Once a month, I have a dream about the apocalypse.

I've been working on my dream recall lately, because I'm trying to recovery from a long battle with mental illnesses. I stopped quite some time ago but I'm making excellent progress. It's nice to be interested in something again.

Here is the dream.

My family is living in an apartment building, instead of our house. I look out the window and see a lake. The sky is very dark, and I feel extremely creeped out. I can hear my parents talking to my sister behind me. I see some clouds swirling around, and suddenly, I see a meteor fall from the sky, into the lake. I immediately think, "The apocalypse is happening".

My dad warns me to back away from the window, but I can't look away. I see a meteor coming towards our building, and I scream. It hits somewhere below us and I feel the building sway. It made me feel sick.

My dad and some man who I've never seen before start grabbing supplies. I see them loading canned foods and cases of water into a car. Yes, a car was in the middle of our apartment building hahaha.

Suddenly, we're in the basement of the house we live in in my waking life. I don't remember how we got there. I don't see my mom anywhere, but I see my dad and sister talking. I realize that I forgot my phone charge in my room, because apparently that's very important to have during the apocalypse. I feel my anxiety building up as I prepare to dash up to my room to grab my phone charge. Oh, priorities...

I dash up the stairs, and I can feel sweat running down my face. I hear some awful buzzing sound, which was apparently the sound of meteors crashing into the earth. I kept thinking "This is it, Jayme. You could die any second."

I didn't die, though. I managed to get my phone charger and threw myself back down the stairs. But when I looked around, my family was gone.

I need to leave for work in like soon, so I'll only post one of the dreams I had tonight. It was the last one of the night. I had a blast, even though I wasn't really in it.

06/29/2015 - APOCALYPSE ROBOT

Taylor Swift is a pizza delivery person. She delivers to a house, which makes her wait in the rain. A robot servant (kind like in the new tv show "Humans") answers (after the 30 mins) and Taylor refuses to delive without payment because THEY made her wait. She throws the Pizza in the back of her car.

Jason Momoa is at home, someone knocks on the door but covers the peephole. He opens the door and immediately gets into a fight with the guy, Xavier, who’s older. He recognizes Xavier. It was one of his parents friends when he was a boy. Jason and Xavier talk, there’s something going on in the world. Something bad. Momoa thinks it’s an alien invasion. Xavier tells him he’s wrong. It’s not aliens. It’s robots. We’ve created our own downfall.

Taylor walks around in her town, it’s slowly being evacuated. She sees familiars in the car leaving town, but she’s completely alone. She crosses main street and heads into an alley and continues walking towards the woods just outside the town. There's a puddle a few yards ahead, with something in it.*

That’s where I woke up. Funny thing was, as I kept ‘seeing this dream’. I wasn’t really in it, I kept telling myself, must include more robots and more critiques as to how dependent of machines society has gotten! I was seeing it sort of like it was a movie, you know with Momoa (who was ALSO in another dream of mine tonight) and Taylor having their own plots. I also get the impression that they were supposed to have a romantic sidestory and I kind of ship them right now. I even gave them a name: Jaytay. I have a boring life. Don't judge me, Dreamers.

Lucid #1:

In the earliest part that I can remember, I was walking through a golden field of grass. It was the early morning, the sun was rising and there was a little bit of mist all around. I was searching for a light painted forest to do Jenkees' lucid dare. Some annoying DC kept following me around so I shoved his face into the ground and put him in the handcuff position, then assigned another DC as a security guard to make sure that he stayed there. The security guard DC immediately had a mall cop uniform and nodded at me. I walked down a dirt path and I came to a small group of trees. I tried to illuminate the various plant life with a multicoloured glow. It wasn't working very well and there were only maybe 8 trees so I decided to try that dare another time.

I noticed that Dreamer was next to me, I was super excited that it was so easy to find her. I grabbed her hand and we started flying together over this beautiful countryside. I looked down while we flew and admired the vivid green fields. I saw a river that was running through a meadow and into a deeply wooded forest, I considered trying the dare again but decided to try some easier ones.

We eventually came to a small French town with cobblestone roads and traditional French architecture.



I saw a group of chairs that were outside a cafe and I used telekinesis to do one easy dare. I made a chair fly into the air with my mind powers and then I made it fly off into the distance at super speed. I then did some sexy stuff with Dreamer before the dream ended.


Lucid #2:

I was watching some story play out from a 3rd person perspective. This guy was going to a restaurant with his girlfriend, his mom, and his mom's boyfriend. The guy broke up with his girlfriend, his mom broke up with her boyfriend, and then the mom and the son left the scene. The mom's now ex-boyfriend pulled out a huge bag of cocaine and then started to do a line off some lady's table. The son's now ex-girlfriend asked for some, then pulled out an even bigger bag of cocaine and filled up the guy's smaller bag instead of taking any. It looked very thick and crystalline, like wet clumps of sugar. I appeared and had a body suddenly. I took the bag and rolled it into a huge, slushy clump of snow. I took it outside and held the clump of snow in my left hand while I took chunks of it and made snowballs with my right hand. I threw the snowballs at random DCs that passed by me. They thought I was a dick at first, but then everybody in the street started having a massive, impromptu snowball fight. Old ladies were building fortresses behind cars, bus drivers were leaping over bushes while throwing snowballs and screaming like rambo, and little kids were banding together to plot a massive snowball assault on the adults. I was still throwing snowballs at people at this point. I stole one guy's huge snowball that looked like it was about the size of someone's head and I threw it at another guy. The snow fell off and it turned into a soccer ball. Both guys seemed a little bothered by my tactics but then we all joked about it and went to sit down and eat some food at an outdoor picnic table. I looked at my plate and there were 4 grilled ham & cheese sandwiches. I thought to myself, "Mmmm can't eat those, they're definitely not vegan."
Then I said to myself, "WAIT, this is a dream, I can eat anything here and it doesn't even matter!"

I joked around with the people at the table for quite some time as I ate all four sandwiches. I was really enjoying being able to be calm in a group of male friends and I also liked not having to worry about the dream ending anytime soon. Right about when I was done eating the sandwiches, I heard a truck outside IWL and woke up a little. I stayed calm and waited to DEILD.

The dream started again in a small, completely empty house. There was no furniture or anything, just white walls and white carpet. I walked outside and began flying. Almost immediately I noticed that there was a huge party going on below me. I got excited and wanted to go check it out. It looked like I had stumbled onto a party filled with various supernatural creatures; there were werewolves, vampires, and zombies all hanging out there. They were snacking on brains, blood, and other various foods that were laid out on picnic tables. I got a little bit uncomfortable because they started to eye me like I was going to be their next course. I stayed calm then flew up to what looked like a giant wooden patio that was surrounding a massive tree house. This tree was seriously huge, like world tree size. The patio was a restaurant that was next to an outdoor bar/club. I saw a table filled with guys that were eating different pizzas. I walked over and they offered me some. I gladly accepted and began greedily stuffing my mouth by taking a bite out of each slice. One of the DCs looked a bit sad so I told him with my mouth completely full, "Aww I'm sorry man, I left most of it for you."

Strangely, my mouth felt kind of dry, so I looked around for a drink but I couldn't find any. I stuffed my face with some fries instead. Then I looked over to the bar/club and there were multicoloured lights flashing with a decent sized crowd of people grinding up against each other in what resembled a fully clothed orgy. I decided to try some tasks so I flew down to a nice, quiet, and empty house then reached inside my pocket. I pulled out a black disc, stretched it out with my hands, then threw it on the floor. I jumped in with the intent of travelling to an advanced civilization and felt like I was falling through a void. I'm usually scared of falling in dreams but this sensation was actually quite pleasant. I landed and opened my eyes. I was in the same room as before and I thought to myself, "Well shit, that didn't work very well."

Then I looked outside the window and noticed that everything had changed. I floated through the window and saw that all of the buildings looked aged and run-down. There was overgrown vegetation everywhere and many of the houses had trees growing out of their rooves, with massive roots completely encompassing some of them.



There was nobody around. After exploring for a bit, I noticed a building that had lit candles inside. I smashed through a giant window to get in, I didn't feel like trying to phase through it. I looked around and felt like I was in an inventor's workshop. There were schematics and half-completed contraptions strewn about all over the place. I picked up one tool that looked like a magnifying glass, except that it had tiny, golden gears inside as well as strange and intricate symbols. It looked like it had some kind of complex, electrical circuit built into the glass. I then picked up what looked like a paper weight. I inspected it closely and saw fine, golden etches in it that resembled a fibonacci spiral. I had no idea what any of this stuff did so I wandered around the house to look for the inventor, but I only found his wife. She wore these tight, pink pants and looked like she was from the 90's. She also seemed to be quite sassy and rude. I said to her, "Hello, I am from another time and I would like to see some cool technology please."
She responded in a thick, Brooklyn accent, "Okay, but that'll cost you ten dollars."
I pulled 30 Australian dollars out of my pocket and handed it to her. She looked surprised for a split second before bursting into laughter. She said to me, "You still use this paper shit? Hahahahahaha."

I quickly reached into my pockets and pulled everything out. I had 60 AUD and my phone, which I then handed to her. She laughed even harder then said, "Fine, fine, I'll show you something."

She took out this green coloured cream and put it on my face. She said, "Get ready for it to burn, it will completely protect you from the sun and from heat."

Some of it got into my mouth, it had a goolike texture and it tasted kind of like avocado mixed with sugar and some kind of seeds. I looked at her shelves and pointed to one bottle of stuff then asked her, "What does that do?"

She responded, "Oh, that will give you the BIGGEST farts of your life."

Woke up.