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    1. villain in arena, produce guests, cutting off fingers

      by , 03-02-2019 at 06:21 PM
      2 mar, (3) dreams

      Fighting area, combatting a whole series of people. At one point I am the guy on a platform covering the area in poison, I guess I’m villain. “I’ve built and immunity to this” as he sprays it all over the citizens. I look like Thranduil with a long beige robe and hair.

      I’m setting up a platter for guests or customers as I’m at produce and buying 2 cheap cartons of strawberries, cutting into some foreign looking melons, buying discount bags of assorted fruits(blueberries, starfruit, etc, in red mesh bag). I wash my hands and the new Filipino colleague is behind me to help I think? Apparently I’m in a house or MY houses bathroom now and he’s looking through the pantry saying “you guys got a lot of ingredients” and I say yeah.

      Trying to reattach area on finger
      Go to black market surgeon
      Put my finger in bag on his desk
      He comes back and tells me he needs More
      I cut off other finger and drag my friend down a series of above ground tunnels and see the doctor again, he looks like a old dentist working on someone in a seat
      I slap the bag of fingers on his desk while I bleed
      Apparently it was needed for someone’s facial reconstruction
      I can see the face, it’s a male with dark complexion and deep green eyes. It fixed his eye and cheekbone l don’t know how. He was a handsome looking man.
      I felt like I was in Palestine, rushing to help someone by donating fingers.
    2. Old work colleague

      by , 06-10-2018 at 08:05 AM
      Hi everyone!

      I had a dream last night, it was set in my current workplace, and I had some new work colleagues. One was a person I recognised from my old workplace..! A person who famously thought they were above working at work.. I was trying to tell my colleagues about our history.

      I woke up then, feeling like that really happened..!

      Updated 06-10-2018 at 11:13 PM by 63669

      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. #67: Women... / Ass / Shy in class / Red scorpion / Telekinesis! Or not.

      by , 01-05-2016 at 09:42 AM
      Not sure at what time I went to bed. I think it was a bit past midnight. I woke up around perhaps 5 or 6 and went to the toilet. Afterwards I had issues falling asleep again. The lucids were all after my wake up moment.

      Women...
      It's dusk. I'm sitting in the back of my mom's car, on the left. My brother is sitting in the passenger's seat and my mom is behind the wheel. She's feeling tired and doses off a few times. Eventually she misses a curve in the road to the right and instead goes straight ahead. I feel like we're airborne for just a moment, passing over a ditch and land into a meadow. I don't recall it feeling violent or scary at all. There was a box where you'd normally have a console, though just a bit further to the back. I managed to exercise some control over the car by using it. Once we're in the meadow I get out. There's a police car parked here as well. I move towards it and notice that the two officers inside are sleeping. They wake up and join me outside. My mom starts walking over as well. I start explaining the situation to them and they tell me to walk along. We're kinda trying to diagnose my mom. I end up walking with the cops while holding a black granny bicycle. We end up at two houses placed in an L shape. The police want to raid the one on the left, but they're missing a flashlight. My mom walks over again, talking. The police need silence so that they won't lose the element of surprise. They decide to sneak into the building on the right, to get a flashlight over there for their raid on the building on the left. On their way out they are nearly caught, but they've managed. There are now two women, Nikki and Eva Mendez. Eva had something to do with sneaking the cops into the building on the right and is slightly upset by the fact that it was a close call. I'm standing somewhere with Nikki now, somewhere inside. We're in a sort of relationship and she made some promises, something along the lines of finding me a girlfriend just like her before she leaves. We're both undressed. I go to the toilet around the corner to pee. The force of me peeing makes it splash all the way up until my bare chest. I consider asking Nikki to arrange things for me with Eva. They're the same in the sense that they're both called Eva. I know that it's gonna upset Nikki a bit, but I know she won't be leaving and she should've told me.

      Ass
      The brother of my friend David has posted something on FB. I think it was directed at me. It made me feel like the guy is a total ass, despite having never met him. Man, I'm pretty certain that David will bring his brother when he's coming over, but I sure as hell hope he doesn't.

      Shy in class
      I'm sitting in class, in a row in the back. The class is pretty much filled, though I remember only 1 classmate specifically. The teacher had been explaining something to us and asks me a question. It requires a long answer. I know that this is a lucid, but I don't wanna do it. I don't wanna mess up either, just in case this isn't a lucid. I think I might've pushed a finger through the desk at this point to be certain.

      Red scorpion

      I'm lying in my bed, having just 'woken up'. There's a small, red scorpion on the ceiling, quite close to me considering that I have a highrise bed. I panick a bit and make an effort to slap it away. I'm not sure if I got it. Now my ass is itching. No! Why now? Is it the scorpion?! Why am I so afraid of the scorpion anyway? It's all just a dream. I think I did something more after this, but I can't recall what.

      Telekinesis! Or not.
      It's daytime. I'm walking around some shopping streets. It's got a little bit of a cold season vibe if I remember correctly. There are quite some people about and I sort of evade a few streetsales people, or people who are collecting for charity or something alike. I don't really feel like talking to them. Two metres further I spot two people selling newspapers though. I spot them by the colour of their jackets, which was either red or white. One of them is a former colleague. They are facing away from me. I walk up to the guy on the right, the former colleague. I congratulate him on having been awarded the prize for best newspaper salesman. We chat a bit and he offers me a free newspaper sample. I pass on the opportunity, recognising it as a sales tactic. I move on.

      I'm walking around in a semi run-down building. I walk back and forth along the same route a few times. I can't recall what's in the section which is still in good condition. I remember I said bye to someone over there though, perhaps my former colleague. In the section that's in mediocre quality is my optician. A blonde, former classmate I had a crush on is there as well. She walks away to a different area. I don't really feel like going to my optician, so I walk the other way again. I make sure not to pass the person I just said bye to again, cause that's just awkward. I walk to a part where walls are already crumbling. I clearly recall passing a big, dark green sign with golden letters that was only half intact. Guessing from the letters that were still there, it used to say Bibliotheekzaal [library room in Dutch].
      I wonder what it is about this night that makes me become lucid so often. It probably has to do with the time of day. I'm having this thought as if I didn't just transition from non-lucid to lucid, but was in the same state all along. I walk a bit further and pass another crumbled wall, with a wooden plank put up against it. I'm standing in front of a door opening. The dark green door itself is swung to my side and to the left. The girl is there again. I decide not to pay attention to her. Instead I want to focus on the dream. I consider pushing my hand through the plank up against the wall, but it's not positioned very solidly. I might just end up pushing it away. Instead I decide to push my right hand through the door on my left. My fingertop rests for just a fraction of a second on the surface and then moves in. Sweet. I start thinking about how to describe this. It's like sticking your hand into a deep puddle of mud. Somewhere after passing my elbow the sensation becomes indescribable. I recall thinking exactly that: I have no clue how to describe this. I then pull out. There's a small wooden plank or a brick laying in front of me on a crumbled wall. I remember my lucid challenge with werty52. First person to perform telekinesis wins. My turn to finally win a bet! I aim both my hands at the plank/brick and attempt to make it levitate. I don't have full 100% confidence in it. There's some doubt in my mind that the object might remain there due to being cemented stuck. My vision starts to blur. I think the object is levitating, but I can't tell with 100% certainty. Fuck, come on! I try to stabilise again. I try to shout 'stabilise', but it's more like a soft shout, where you pretend to shout while actually whispering. I wonder if this is coming through to the real world. I shout 'stabilise' a few more times, but now in Dutch. In hindsight I was just doing it in the hope of it having an effect, rather than fully believing in the effect.

      Updated 01-05-2016 at 03:28 PM by 71740

      Categories
      lucid , false awakening , memorable
    4. #46: Japan / Heated bikes / Fashion / STD wings

      by , 12-02-2015 at 08:52 AM
      Japan
      I'm in Japan, visiting my Indonesian classmates from last year. We're somewhere outside and it's already quite dark. I recall Tina being there, who for some reason is in a wheelchair. I also remember Re. Next to her is Kristen. Re, talking in English, invites me to join them somewhere, though I don't recall for what or where. I tell her that I can probably join, but in which city will it be? My classmates all live in different cities. Re doesn't really understand the question, even after repeating it. I explain the question to Kristen instead, hoping that she can explain it to Re in a way that she will understand. Nor is present now as well. Apparently she and Kristen don't get along anymore. They swear at each other a bit. Inside I'm cheerful about this. Those two together annoyed the hell out of me.

      Heated bikes
      I'm at a party/gathering, I believe with my family. One of my best friends is present as well. He says it's about time for him to go. I look at a regular looking analogue clock on the wall. It's around half past something. I've made up my mind to leave around a quarter to.. whatever time it is. 15ish minutes later. I tell my friend that I'll also leave soon. He leaves straight away. I see him out. I think it's peculiar/rude that he doesn't bother saying bye to the others. The place we're standing in is quite odd. It's a open space with bicycles stalled on the left side. I suppose I'm alone already, cause I check the bikes. *sigh* My little brother has left the heating open on some bikes. I turn the knobs to turn it off. I take a look at my mountainbike. There's some ducktape applied on the frame near the front wheel. No way. Did he fuck it up? And I bet he'll deny everything.

      Fragments
      » I don't recall where I am. I recall getting my red hoodie and examining it before putting it on. I end up doing the same thing you do when you're using a USB: 3rd time's a charm. After the first time turning my hoodie around I think it's odd that I'm still wearing it the wrong way. I just checked to make sure of it. Come on.

      » I think there was a scene which involved my mom, though I can't recall what.


      Fashion
      There's a kind of mini fashion show going on. There's only one guy who shows 1 outfit. It's more of a funny play than a fashion show. I was involved with the idea of the content of the 'play'. The guy puts on a sweater/hoodie, walks around a bit, then places himself in front of a mannequin and pretends that this mannequin is violating him. Then he walks back into the dressing room and takes the hoodie off. He comes out and announces to the people present [despite me not seeing a single other person, I know they are all colleagues] that there are more clothes up on my highrise bed which they can take with them for free. By the time I go up on my highrise all the clothes are gone already. Damnit. Hey! They also took one of my shirts, which happened to lay around here. I think about it for a moment and then decide that they've taken the blue shirt of Kareem Abdul Jabbar. The thinking process in my mind is a bit odd, though I don't realise that. I climb back down and think about how I'll announce to the others that I'm missing some clothing. The others are already gone though.

      STD wings
      There's a girl sleeping in a tent. I think she's sick and trying to recover. She has gotten wings, angel-like wings. I think a potion that I made had something to do with it. I'm standing/walking in front of the tent. It's daytime. The wings can be transferred through biting someone. I consider having her bite me, but I dismiss that thought as I might also get a STD that way. Talking about STDs, I should have myself checked out. A few metres away from me are some people chilling on the grass I believe. I think the cat from Digimon which can turn into an angel is also lounging there.
    5. #37: Moped/bicycle / Promotion / Zombie

      by , 11-23-2015 at 01:32 PM
      Wrote this several hours after waking up.

      Fragments
      » I don't know where I am. All I recall is that it's a sunny day and that I'm with Abby and Dom. I haven't spoken to them in a long time, especially Dom. I'm happy to see him. We talk for a while.

      » I had a dream that was really long, but I can't remember that much anymore. The scenery was somewhat spectacular. It felt sort of like a campus, except the building was designed really cool, with nature incorporated in it quite harmonically. I recall that I had a girlfriend of sorts, but also another girl who I was very friendly with. At one point I passed that girl on the hallway and we pretended we didn't know each other, so as not to arouse any suspicion. I think it was a brunette girl. And then there was also a blonde girl, but we seemed to mean less to each other. At some point I took an 'elevator' down, which was just a moving platform. Someone threw a syringe down at me which I would need, but the cap was off, so I was concerned it would hit me. I think there was also a festival somewhere in this dream.


      Moped/bicycle
      It's daytime and I'm driving to my campus. I alternative between a moped and a bicycle. I think about it: hmm, it does seem a bit odd to use a moped to go to campus. If I always use the moped, then why do I always feel like it takes so much effort to get to campus? I'm on a grey bicycle path seemingly in the middle of nowhere. I don't recall seeing anything else manmade. There are some people passing on bicycles from the opposite direction. I also recall overtaking someone. That person fell just a few moments later. I didn't stop to help, as other people already did. I pass through a hilly landscape. At some point while I'm driving the moped, my best friend is sitting on the back and I'm trying to ascend a steep hill. She has to get off, because the moped doesn't have the power to handle this.

      Promotion
      I'm at my job. Bart, who is one of my bosses, invites me upstairs. We pass through a sort of hallway and enter a bigger room. We have a conversation at a wooden table, facing one another. He tells me that if I want to get this promotion of sorts and be called in for the real modelling jobs, I should change my attire. My shoes are all messed up. I also need to cut my hair. What? No way man! He tells me that my dreads are just too messy. I show him that it's because I haven't taken care of them for a while and they have grown in the mean time, but they can be really neat. There's a girl sitting next to me who agrees with him. I feel like the situation is a bit hostile. At some point someone throws some old stuff out of the room. I think it might've been a mattress.

      Zombie
      The details are a bit vague. I'm outside with several of my classmates, including a German guy. There are zombies, but we have already beaten the outbreak. A new one appears though and we have to make sure it doesn't spread, since dealing with only 1 zombie is still doable.

      I'm in my highrise bed. My German classmate enters my room. I just know it's him somehow, or perhaps I heard him talking. Because I'm in my highrise, he doesn't spot me. He's scheming to turn me into a zombie. There's a grey towel hanging on the ladder to my highrise. He wipes something on it that's supposed to infect me.
      I'm just outside of my room and I confront my classmate. I push him down the stairs a couple of times. Clearly he's a threat as he wanted to turn me into a zombie.
    6. #35: Woman behind the wheel / Little boy

      by , 11-21-2015 at 10:01 AM
      Woman behind the wheel
      It's daytime and I'm sitting in a car. There's a girl who is driving the car. She is still taking driving lessons. The male teacher is somehow sitting in the back and I'm sitting in the passenger's seat. I look at the mirrors and I feel like they aren't well adjusted, which would explain this girl's mediocre driving.

      At one point she has to stop for a red light, but stops too late and crosses the line. She puts the car in reverse to go behind the line again. While she is still driving backwards the light already turns green and she goes forward again. At another moment we pass a zebra crossing and she lets a pedestrian go first.

      Somewhere later I'm alone with her teacher, who tells me he is satisfied with her driving. I'm surprised by the fact that he's satisfied.


      Fragments
      » I walk into what seems my elementary school building. In front of me I see my old co-worker. I doubt for a moment if it's him, cause he looks skinnier. It turns out to be him. We make some work related small talk. A second co-worker joins in.

      » Something about an argument between my mom and my little brother.

      » I think there was something about a tram.


      Little boy
      I'm walking on some streets with a guy. It's already semi-dark. We talk about some stuff and he also asks me a question related to the police. Across the street are 3 boys, 12 years old at the most, standing in front of the small entrance of a shop. One of them is pressed against the wall and receives a punch to the head from another one. The 3rd one just stands there doing nothing. I go up to them to intervene. I'm in doubt about smacking this kid, cause he's still a kid. I don't remember if I ended up punching him, but both boys ran away. The kid that got punched is now even younger. He's really small. I think he's crying and I ask him if he's ok and where he lives. He points to the door next to the shop entrance. I knock or ring and his mom comes out. I explain the whole story. I'm in a low squatting position so I can give this kid a hug to comfort him. He walks inside. Hey my coat! Ow wait, I'm still wearing it myself. I'm still standing at the front door, which directly leads into the living room. The decoration is more what you'd expect from an elderly woman. There are also two cats. The woman is grateful and offers me her house for just €5. There won't be anyone here for a while, so I can housesit, provided I behave. I consider it. It's a bit closer to the city centre than my own house, but not by much. I tell her I would still have to get rid of my contract. I tell her that I know where to find her and I'll let her know.

      This was a memorable dream because there was quite some detail in my conversation with the little boy, who was really sad. I waited too long with writing it down and lost details though
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. #21: Prison / Uhh

      by , 10-27-2015 at 11:01 AM
      Non-dream
      Non-lucid
      Lucid

      Dream 1: Prison
      I'm in a prison cell together with my cousin and a guy we don't know. As far as I can remember, the cell has no furniture whatsoever, though a toilet does appear later. The cell has a rectangular shape, I think it's about 2x4m. My cousin and I are standing on one side, while the other guy is standing on the opposite side. I'm not sure who asks who, but the question gets asked what crime someone committed to be here. The guy proudly admits to having molested a child/children. One of us asks him if he knows what happens in prison to child molesters. Apparently he doesn't. My cousin and I play rock paper scissors. The winner gets to tell him. I throw scissors, my cousin rock. I'm bummed out a little bit. I don't specifically recall beating the guy up, but next time I remember my cousin and I are standing next to the guy while he is huddled up on the ground. A guard comes to check on us, so we move to our own places. We make a distinction between different types of jail apparently. This is [...] and we're not in actual jail yet. Sort of like being in holding, but not exactly. The guard opens the door, which for some reason seems quite small. There's something with my cousin peeing himself and the guy also peeing myself and then my cousin.. or something like that. The guy gets taken away and has an opportunity to change his clothes, while my cousin doesn't. He uses his cap to clean the toilet seat.

      Still in the prison, I'm taken to the shower area. It's quite crappy. You have to use a bucket to throw water over yourself [similar to what I've had to do in Indonesia for a month]. Some shower drains are clogged, causing a puddle of water to form with some filth in it. I manage to get a shower (about 1m˛ without a door) which doesn't have that issue. On the second floor there are also showers, placed directly above these. I can tell by the fact that water suddenly falls from the ceiling in bursts. Damnit. I stand next to the shower so I don't get hit. A friend I met while living in Indonesia is also in the shower area.

      In the same shower area, I've found a shower in a corner. My girlfriend is here. We figure what the hell, we're gonna be in here for a while. She gives me a [censored] I feel the need to be quick, due to the fact that we have no privacy and a guard might walk in any moment. I stay on the lookout. On the other side is another inmate watching us. I don't even care. We wrap it up before we get caught. On the way out of the shower area I see my housemate. He makes a comment about what we just did.

      I wrote down just a few words after waking up from this dream. I also wrote down 'bucket', but I have no clue why

      It feels like this is still the prison dream. We're standing outside during the day, quite sunny as well I think. There's a big circustent. I remember a colleague being present and talking about being able to hook people up with tickets to World of Dance because he knows some of the dancers. A girl decides she wants to... tango? salsa? a Latin American couples dance. She puts on music on a boombox and moves over to a grass field which has a steep slope. She and a lot of other girls start dancing, but definitely not in a way that has anything to do with tango/salsa/something. My girlfriend better not ask me to join, cause I'm really not in the mood. Luckily she doesn't want to either.

      Dream 2: Uhh
      The details are very vague to me. I'm somewhere, I believe with amongst others classmates from back in Indonesia. There are several buildings close to each other. One of them is flooded, though for some reason we use it as if nothing has happened to it. Since the water is quite high I try to make sure my iPhone doesn't get wet.

      There are quite a number of people. At some point two cute girls who I apparently know want to walk with my arms around them. Sure I notice a crowd has gathered somewhere and we move in that direction. A girl I know from highschool (really short girl) is beating up a dude over something. I get her to calm down.


      Fragments
      » Something with cooking with a group of people.
      » I'm with a group of people, including one of my lecturers and I think my Indonesian classmate. We are looking at art.
      » I also wrote down 'timemachine', but again I have no clue about what might have happened.
    8. June 8, 2010

      by , 06-13-2010 at 03:03 AM (Whirlwind of Dreams)
      Dreams:
      I was talking to a colleague from work in my bedroom. She was standing leaning on the window with her arms crossed and I think I was leaning on the dresser. We were talking about dreams. The topic was categorizing them, as in 1,2,3, etc.... and she ended up saying something completely random such as "Glad that they don't have .... in grade 8 and pool is combined with grade 9".

      What was I doing?
      I was living in a large house with my family, possibly in China. I'm not sure on how or why we were there. I look out the window and it's daytime. I see a large dump filled really really high with cardboard boxes and imagine what it would be like to be on top of them. It's now nightime and time to sleep. I sneak out and see three workers coming to the house, since, they were walking up the stairs. I get to my room but decided I wanted to do something fun. I decided to try and scare my sister. I see her walking out, sneak into a room nearby, but, reveal myself too early and destroy the nice surprise. The dream ends soon after.

      Thoughts: Getting very close now, second night with a dream-related theme. DCs do say the darnest things though
      Categories
      non-lucid