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My husband and I are hiking around a lake. The sky is blue blue blue and the colours are crisp and vibrant.

In the dream, this place is actually Medicine Hat with mountains (but in reality it's more like Kelowna.) I'm looking at the glaciers up in the mountains as they melt and shift and change, feeling the warm sun and the cool breeze on my skin.

We need to get back to the town, quickly, but we're partway across the lake. I'm trying to use my phone and Google Maps to figure out the fastest route back to the town. We may need to hitch a ride on a boat.

We're back in the town, and a friend, G, is helping us load supplies into a white Beetle. He's supposed to drive it a little ways, but instead he drives off with it.

That would only happen in a dream, right? Well, at least that makes dealing with this easy.

I lift off the ground and fly after the Beetle, wondering if car speed counts as flying at superspeed. I'm trying to use telekinesis to latch onto the car, but I end up peeling off the back bumper instead.

- I'm outside my university and i notice my classmates. My friend is with them but he's not using his walking aid (he has a muscular problem). I greet them and follow him as he limps to the library. Inside we make some kind of party, one of my classmates asks me for a bottle of beer. I open my backpack to see i have beer and a bottle of coke. After a while a cute girl appears, stares at me and kisses my cheek.

- I'm in my neighbourhood, walking on the sidewalk, when i notice 2 guys sitting by the side. After i walk past them, i turn around to see if they change (was i a bit lucid??), and i think i saw something different but i got distracted and then i found myself inside some house playing a Sonic videogame with a boy and his bigger brother. After winning i continue my walk home when i see two suspicious looking individuals, so i do a little sprint and cross the street. There are some people and some old guy comes out yelling, he is really mad because apparently a goblin gave him a fake coin.

- I'm in my house, the doorbell rings so i go to the door. It is a magician, he wants to buy a special coin from my dad. I let him inside and go to my room. I sit in the floor and notice a black beetle with orange details. I touch it and step back a bit. The doorbell rings again, this time is a familiar looking woman in a robe. I take her to my dad and he gives her what she was looking for: a gold coin with a frog pattern.

Remembered two dreams this morning. The first one involved...DUNDUNDUN MURDERRRRRRRRRRRR.
Suddenly, there was a murder. I didn't freak out about it or anything. My family and I decided to stay at a nearby hotel, just to be a little safer. While at the hotel, I caught wind of a rumor about some ace-detective-turned-pastor who would be going to the crime scene in the nearby graveyard to solve the clues. Out of no where, I was watching the pastor investigating, almost like a cutscene in a video game. He didn't investigate for very long. Probably found what he needed to.
This is when I decided to go to the graveyard myself. I felt a little spooked, but I brought my iPod with me and listened to MCR while walking around the graveyard. Should've used that as a way to go lucid, I was listening to a song by MCR that didn't even exist.
I got to the back part of the graveyard to find a weird looking bug in a black shell. The shell popped open, and a scary looking, browin-ish colored beetle crawled out, screeching. I screamed and fled in terror, and looked behind me, seeing the beetle take to the air with vibrant colored wings. I ran as fast as I could out of the graveyard, and made it out, but not before feeling a stinging pain on my shoulder...
Now for the other dream.
For some reason, I wasn't in my body, but instead in the body of a police officer with a mustache. I was hiding from this extremely nasty guy in a sumo outfit, and when his back was turned, I jumped out and made him sit on a chair so I could interrogate him. Sadly, I forget how that conversation went, but I do recall it being very short.
I stepped out into the nearby hallway, and suddenly, I was back in my body again. I found some friends of mine who aren't actually my friends irl, and we went down this hallway called 'The Troubled Kids Hallway'. It looked like a normal hallway, but anyways. We made it out into this auditorium that resembled my old lunch room from middle school, and kids were lined up getting ready to watch a presentation. I found my girlfriend, and she waved at me, but her expression was one of unease. Her hair was dyed red-orange in color, unlike the black color she has in real life.
For some reason, I wasn't allowed to sit next to her, so I found a seat far away and sunk into it, saddened that I couldn't be with her.
And that was that. I have a little fragment of me using Assassin's Creed-styled parkour climbing to travel around a city, but I think that was a part of the murder dream. I think.

A and I are coming home and she began to hear a noise ... we saw a beetle.
The beetle was near a water pipe at the corner of our apartment.
Next to our apartment there is a house with walls made of tiles, with decorations in dark blue.
Suddenly two neighbors appear and we all try to take a picture of the beetle, but no one could.
The beetle is light brown and have wings and hieroglyphs in the head, of various colors.
Suddenly the beetle changes color, becoming all black and blue with green reflections.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Balloon Car?

I was driving down a street somewhere, felt like i was on my way to work...I pulled up infront of a large building with a big proch with pillars on either side of the door, i got out of my car and a guy ran out and said, you can bring those here..and he pointed over my shoulder, i turned around and my car was absolutely covered with multi colorored balloons, couldnt even see the car...so i went back to the car and start pulling balloons off and releasing them...they would disappeasr and reappeasr under the porch roof....when i was done, i went up on the porch and started grabbing the balloons and releasing them..some would float away like normal, some would bounce away, a couple fell to the ground like they were made of lead... some turned into clouds of littel birds as i released them...the guy started handing me balloons and i would turn around and release them... all of a sudden he handed me a vw beetle body..full sized! it was floating in his hand like a balloon..i grabbed it and noticed there were no seats or engine or anything..just body and doors..he said "see if you can make something of that!" and i responded, "cool! i was hopig it would come back!"


dream shifted


department store in field, dressed up poodle?


i was in my kitchen and heard a commotion in the back yard, so i went outside and walked to the back fence...there was a miniature gate in the fence that i dont seem to rmemeber being there...i saw peope either running and jumping or dancing in the field ont he other side of the fence..my neighbors house was no longer there...why i didnt become lucid at this point i dont know...i opened the small gate and had to crawl through it...when i stood up, there was racks of clothing, and counters, and a place they measure and cut fabric spread out allover the field..i started walking towards a driveway on the other sideof the field and when i got there, a lady walking a standard poodle was walking in..the dog was wearing the exact same clothing and hairdo..or wig i guess as the lady.. a way out of proportion cleopatra type wig..poor dog ..she said something to me as shew walked by, she had a gravely southern accent, kind of like the chick on the closer......i didnt catch what she said so i turned around to ask her to repeat, but she was gone...i walked over to a counter where a lady was measuring and cutting and folding and rolling fabric..she said to me, wheni apporached.."its never what you expect! bolts! bolts! bolts! bolts!" woke up.....

Last night a lot of my dreams focused around my school, most of them based at night. These are the various dreams I remember, though I'm not sure where they separate and where the others begin.
My class was working on some sort of a math problem, involving a map, or a street directory. We worked for a while on this question, and eventually figured out from a picture, and the map where my maths teacher lived. My vision then skipped to a first person view, standing infront of a mid-size boat, in a drive way on a cloudy day. It was under some sort of tin roof that covered the drive way, and I think the ground was pebble-crete.
I then return to the classroom, where my maths teacher said
"Gee, I really need to get my son to change his profile picture"

My next dream occurs in another room in the same block. The SRC was having some sort of a large party in the class room, organised by my favorite science teacher. It was night again, very dark outside, and perhaps raining.This would match the weather of last night, raining the entire night, loved it! I walked into the classroom, even though I'm not part of the SRC, sat down and ate some of their food and talked to the people there. I remember the teacher being okay with me there, but I think I decided to leave anyway.

Next memory picks up in another class room, again in the same block, at night, dark and raining. We're in science, watching a video on a TV in the corner of the classroom. The lights are off, and the light comes from the TV. The video is about sex education, but was terribly incorrect. I remember at the end of the video it described the g-spot as some form of living organism, like a flea or a flat beetle, and showed a picture in x-ray colours of the beetle. I remember thinking about "Haha, I remember that little guy!"

As the video ended, I woke up, but transitioned very slowly. If I had remembered when I realised I was awake, and not dreaming anymore, I would have layed still and tried to DEILD. Instead I realised I had moved, and began writing in my DJ about these dreams.

Good morning, everybody. I recall two dreams from last night. They're both fragmented.

I've been sick over the past couple days, and my sleep cycle has been all weird. So I think my body has taken whatever sleep it could get, and my dreams have been of secondary concern.

Plus, my boss has been playing some wacky cat and mouse game with me for the past two weeks. I've been stressing out, waiting for some resolution. It gets more stressful each day. That obviously screws with my dream memory, too.

Dream #1

A black and white view, as if of a somewhat modern movie posing as an old, black and white movie. A young, red-haired woman in kind of greasy denim overalls and a button-up work shirt was in her apartment, backed up against a wall or the doorway to a wide closet. The woman looked panicked.

A number of men rushed into the room. They were all big and strong. But the woman had a wrench. She smacked one man on the back of the neck with a wrench. She may have also beat another man with the wrench. The remaining men may have run away or scattered back against the opposite wall of the room, possibly near a radiating heater.

I got the impession of the men's names (or heard the men's names through narration?). The men's names were very similar, mostly like variations of Neil, like Niall, Niell, Nall, and Neil. Another man was either named Duncan or MacDuff.

Dream #2

A girl lay on the top bunk of some tall bunk bed. She noticed that she had bed bugs. Some other person, possibly a child, was probably up on the bunk bed with her. The girl started explaining that she knew she had bed bugs. She may have started explaining how she'd gotten them.

Her explanation became a narration from an adult male voice. The dream's view flew, just beneath the roof, through the girl's house (it might actually have been the girl's house -- i.e. she lived there by herself), to the front door.

The narrator explained how three bugs came in through the crack at the bottom of the door. I now saw three bugs come in. One was a "bed bug" (it was kind of a brownish, beetle-like creature). Another was a strange bug that looked like a mix between a big roach and a shaggy-looking trilobite. The last was possibly some kind of black beetle.

The narrator explained how each of the three bugs was attracted by some different element in the house. The narrator seemed to disregard the black beetle altogether throughout his explanation.

The narrator began with the shaggy trilobite. The trilobite had been attracted by some kind of mucousy substance on the floor. As the trilobite scurried along the floor, following this mucousy trail, which would have been unnoticeable to the human eye, it also created a mucousy trail. The trilobite may have ended up somewhere like the kitchen.

I didn't care much about the trilobite, and I was wondering when the narrator would finally get to the bed bugs. Finally the narrator explained the way bed bugs got into the house. I missed or forgot the explanation. I just saw the girl's bed again, the high bunk bed, dizzyingly high off the ground, almost touching the ceiling.

Good morning, everybody. I remember a fragment of a dream from last night. I know there was a lot more. I also know I had a kind of long dream later in the night. But my image memory has been kind of off lately, so I'm not retaining dreams as well as I'd like to.

Dream #1

I stood before a "beetle" that had a long horn, like the horn of a rhinoceros beetle (?) and a stinging tail like a scorpion's tail.

The beetle stood on something like a platform or table that maybe reached just above my navel in height. The table may have been lit from a small track-lighting beam in the ceiling, like in a museum. The rest of the room was dim.

The beetle was maybe about 10 or so cm tall and 30cm long, with its tail coiled up, not straightened out. In addition to the beetle having a scorpion's tail, something about the beetle's underside and leg positioning remind me of a horseshoe crab.

The beetle had a weird, green color, like an old, metallic Chinese vessel, except darker, almost pine green. The beetle itself may have been metallic.

The beetle was protecting an egg, possibly by standing before it, so that the egg was behind the beetle's scorpion tail. The egg looked like a white chicken's egg. But it may actually have contained a human being.

At some point the egg was no longer behind the beetle. It may have been near me or somehow in my possession. At another point, the beetle may have been climbing on the back of my neck.

(One side note, December 5th. I took a look on line to learn about scorpion eggs. Probably everybody in the world except for me knows this, but scorpions don't actually lay eggs.

Based on what I found on the internet, scorpions keep their eggs in their body. The babies are born live. The babies then often spend a short period maturing while living on their mother's back.

Sometimes scorpions do release their eggs. If they do, however, they often eat the eggs before they hatch.

So, interestingly, humans and scorpions have live birth in common. This might partly explain why the scorpion was protecting an egg with a human inside of it. And, I guess, the babies maturing on the mother's back might explain why the scorpion was climbing around on the back of my neck.)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

23:00 GMT – sleep

Humanitarian work
On a remote place, I feel it might be Sikkim, doing humanitarian work, saving children. But I can’t say to anyone what it is my work.
I cross a suspended bridge and take some pictures of it but I have to be careful, because the power is in the hands of some military group and they might confiscate my camera if they see me using it.
Then I am with my family back home and they are asking me when I go back on my next mission.

Weirdness just goes weirder
On a cinema entrance, there’s a challenge going on with a really good prize. I have to untangle some yarn ball which is suspended in a high place without breaking some rules. Because levitating is not included in the rules, that’s exactly what I do, so I reach the yarn ball easily. Then I find some vine plants have grown around it and I also see a huge beetle. I wait for it to move away before untangling the yarn, but then the beetle transforms into a turtle that falls over my head. I just grab it as it falls and then return to the ground. Then I’m looking for a place to put it and see a fridge. Open it and on different shelves there are other turtles in the vegetable drawers. I find it bizarre, but I put this turtle on an empty drawer to.

5:10 GMT

Artisans fair
I arrive early morning to some artisan fair on the fish market by the Lisbon port. For some reason I am hopeful that Nighthawk might appear but he doesn’t show up. It’s so early the artisans are still preparing their booths. One of them is my friend TS. She recently separated from the father of her children but she’s already with some other guy. She introduces me to him, he looks handsome and she looks happy. Her older daughter is also there and seems to get along with him.
Later they invite to join the lunch of the artists and I accept. We’re all sitting around a big improvised table and I ask if they have something vegetarian, because what’s on the table has meat. The organizer of the event says yes, there’s something but makes a condescend smirk. Then someone brings a large bowl of rice and a huge pot with a kind of soup with red and white beans and a lot of vegetables – like carrots, and zucchinis – with their peel and still in one piece. First I feel disrespected, because it looks like food for the horses, but I eat it and actually it tastes good, so I don’t complain anymore.

New house and discussion on having kids
Me and my boyfriend are looking for a cheaper house to live in and we find one in an old neighbourhood which is a bit old, but has 3 floors. The problems are the stairs are quite hard to climb and impossible to carry furniture through and I don’t like the landlady. Also, the neighbours seem noisy. I tell the lady I will discuss it with my boyfriend.
Then I meet my dad at another bigger house he found. It’s newer and also more expensive, but he is so excited about this one he already has the papers to sign on his hands. I want to trust his judgement, but I go around to take a look and find out it’s just in front of a busy street with a market just in front and I predict it can get quite noisy. But in general I also like it. Then my father starts saying that because this one’s bigger, I would have space for a baby. I remind him a baby it’s not in my plans. But I know this is important to him so I say, it’s not 100% excluded, just not in the near future. He insists, saying that now is the right time, later might be too late, biologically speaking. Then I also remind him that me and my boyfriend don’t want to have-have a baby, we still would prefer adoption. Then he goes ballistic. I know he hates the idea. He says an adopted kid will never really be ours and I say I would treat any adopted kid as my own. He says we would be investing on a child you never know what will turn out to be and I ask him if he really believes I would turn my back to my child, adopted or not, based on he/she not being what I expected – does any kid ever become what we expected? He can’t discuss it rationally so he just goes to the other side of the house, infuriated. My mom also appeared and watched this discussion. She supports me and says he has to accept whatever our decisions is because it is our life.

7:30 GMT – wake up

Woah! How could I forget my beetle dream!?

2- Giant Beetle
A HUGE beetle is trying to eat my foot. When I say huge, I mean this thing is the size of a dog. It keeps grabbing ahold of my shoe in its monstrous jaws as I desperately kick at it, trying to get it to back off.