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In in some kind of high-tech base, attacking the control room held by Italian fascists. I killed everybody in there, but was then attacked by reinforcements coming from an outdoor corridor linking the allied and axis headquarters (architecture is once again almost impossible to explain). One of them possibly controlled some kind of mech suit. Anyway, they were all dead in the end. I crossed the corridor and went into the other headquarters. Once again, more fascists. But these guys didn't know I was the enemy yet, and the guards greeted me as if I was a friend. I think I realized I forgot something and decided to 'load the game' to get to the previous HQ faster. Instead of ending up in the room full of dead fascists, the corpses had despawned and the room was now occupied by allies. One of these allies, however, angrily told me I wasn't allowed to be here. I said I liberated this room just a few minutes earlier, and that that should earn me at least 15 seconds to do what I needed to do here. Nope. A big black guy easily two heads taller than me (and muscles like a body builder) told me to 'get out, or else'. Slightly stunned, I obeyed. It didn't sit well with me, though. Not at all. I was fuming, in fact. I went back inside, and attacked the guy whom I felt had insulted me. I knew he was armed (I wasn't), but I had the element of surprised so he couldn't draw. We wrestled for a bit. He was strong, stronger than me, but I appeared to possess skill in martial arts (looked like Jiu Jitsu), as I used techniques I do not master in real life. I used his strength against him to force him to the ground. I reached for his shotgun and took it. After some more wrestling, I managed to aim it for his head and pull the trigger. The 'click' sound told me there were no shells in the chamber. He laughed, thinking he'd won. I inserted a shell, and racked the slide. He reached for the weapon, hoping to turn it against me. It didn't work. I had the gun aimed for his head, and was ready to pull the trigger when I woke up.

The dream faded, and I fantasized about the shot blowing his head off. I hadn't really thought it through, though. If I killed him, wouldn't all the other allied forced immediately kill me, considering they were all armed? Perhaps I didn't care, as this felt like a video game, anyway.

Stalked

First dream. I was at work kind of flirting with some girl. She would talk to me and then someone else and then talked to me again.

Dream shifts to when I am walking home in a town I think is Chilliwack. I go down this alleyway by this abandoned house. I decide to explore but inside is all blue. Behind me two people are following and I can hear them saying, "He's going down that way, follow him," or something like that. I leave the abandoned house through a secret exit and wind up on a street however i can still hear the people following me. I pick up my pace to a run.

I definitely hear the two men approaching behind me so I suddenly turn around and run at them. One guy said, "What? why are you running AT us?

I took the one blonde guys arm and snapped it in half. I threw the other guy against a wall and crushed his head a few time I was yelling, "Don't follow me and leaver her alone don't come back or I'll kill you." I realised the girl from work had been walking with me all along and was staring at me beat the guy up.

WTF

I was at some outdoor concert with my brother in some stands. I noticed something like a tall tree in the sky and kept watching it. Some power line fell on the tree and caused it to spin. The tree was tangled with the wire and started spinning fast and somehow disappeared into a vortex. I was thinking, "That can't be right, no way a tree was that tall and then vanished."

Behind the clouds I saw a giant Godzilla sized snake flying through the air in the distance. It was twirling around and seemed to be flying in random directions. Somehow it seemed to be coming closer. I pointed it out to my brother and said, "We have to leave... now!" He agreed.

It transitioned to us driving away from the outdoor arena through a large city. People were taking to the streets and seemed to be in a hurry. Some sort of bridge stopped us and we had to get out and walk. We walked under another bridge and we were only a block from home. We almost got trampled by people running away and hit by cars desperately trying to get away.

DBZ Battle:
The dream begins at my apartment. For some reason, I'm an old man and there are Dragon Ball Z characters fighting outside in a team battle. Goku and Vegeta are in the same team fighting an unknown character who got paired up with me. I'm in my building's corridor, watching them fighting below, from a sort of balcony. I'm lamenting the fact that I can't fly or use Ki and I'm weak, so I can't really fight with them. Suddenly, I remember about Gohan teaching Videl and Goten how to fly and a try flying and suddenly I start floating up a little. I them realize that since I can float, this must be a dream.

I got back to the floor and think about how to get stronger. I take a stance, flex my muscles and begin screaming really hard, like a DBZ character powering up. Suddenly, my muscles grow and I become really buff. I climb up to the balcony and think I should get another power up just in case. I think that since I'm not saiyan I have to use Kayoken. I imagine myself activating it and I get a transparent aura around me. I prepare to jump down but get scared since I’m afraid of falling in dreams, so I take the stairs instead.

When I arrive down there with them I immediatelly attack them, doing all sorts of cool moves like punching them and grabbing them and throwing them back down, cracking the ground. There was also a moment where I launched a ki blast at Vegeta from behind, altough it felt kinda weak so I went back to physical attacks. I was completely overpowering them. I even hit my teammate by accident at some point! Unfortunately around here my memory gets kinda hazy and I’m not sure when the dream ended, but it was sometime during the fight.

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Flying a Helicopter:
I’m inside a military helicopter along with some waking-life friends. I think we are heroes and are going to a mission or something like that. I’m scared while riding the helicopter because it’s really high up. Somewhere along the way, the helicopter runs out of fuel and we have to land on the middle of the street. We get off the helicopter, trying to figure out what to do now.

I suddenly get lucid and think about flying and taking the helicopter with me using telekinesis but then I have another idea. I use a power from a manga called My Hero Academia. It’s a gravity cancelation power which allows the user to remove gravity from objects it touches. I touch the helicopter with one hand, making it weightless and now I can carry it easily.

I fly around carrying the helicopter and my friends inside it and I stop somewhere because I want to try fusing the helicopter with something. One of my friends dares me to fuse it with an airplane but I’m more interested in fusing it with a car. I try to fuse it with a small car nearby but I can’t get it to work. I even make up some magic words but nothing works. This is the last part of the dream I can recall.

-1(L)-First, I had a false awakening, where I still trying to get to sleep. I did a reality check, and was like, “oh.” Suddenly, the time turned from 2 something to 8:53 am, where the dream alarm was to go off at 8:55.
-2-Tom Paris (ST: Voyager) created brown goo that he won an award for. I don’t remember what it was used for, but it had something to do with creating more ships.
-3(L)-I spawned in my house (shocker!) and I wanted to ask my subconscious some questions. I hopped on the dream main computer and searched for a program. I was looking for a way to enter a question into a field, and perhaps receive the answer in text form. What I got was a program that wasn’t obvious about what I was looking for. It had tons of options and cool stuff, but I didn’t find the question field.
-4-At least my cousin J came over while I was playing something similar to DKR. He was like, ‘DKR…’ and I was like, “F-Zero.” As I was suddenly playing DKR, I thought about how much better DKR was than Mario Kart 64. J stuck around for a while in the dream.
[New Scene]
There was this super angry kid. I’m not sure why he was so mad, but he tried punching me, so I ran into a room up some stairs, and got out my phone to film him. I was expecting some kind of shocked look from him(since he was from the 1980s), but he never showed up. To my right was either J or my other cousin K (can’t remember which). My younger sister and some other female of similar age walked up the stairs to about where I was. Then, they laughed about something for a second.
[New Scene]
For some reason, I was standing on some tiny buildings when I then fell halfway into the water. Just before impact, I threw my phone onto a small plastic balcony so it wouldn’t get waterlogged. Once I got out of the water, I retrieved my phone and moved on.
-5(L)-So there was a conflict going on between a bunch of bear people, and one lion person. The lion guy had a small lion tail, so I could easily identify him. He was lost, likely homeless, and clearly did not like bears. The surroundings were mostly rolling hills of gravel. In the woods atop the cliff, the bears where prepared for battle with one guy. One of them had caught the scent of him in the dirt, so that bear chomped on what he had hoped to be the lion guy. He got angry when he found that it was just dirt. Btw, the bearhumans were easily identifiable by the specific and consistent shape of their facial hair pattern. Next, I spawned in the part where they were charging at me. I continued to run, until I came to the edge of the cliff, where I imagined a super long vine from the sky. I grabbed the vine, which took me to another part of the cliff that was far away. That was the last I saw of the bears.
[New (L) Scene]
I spawned in my house again. This time, I said, “Exit!” and the exit to the holodeck appeared. “Computer, end program.” The program ended for the most part except for the couch. Finally, I exited the holodeck, and walked down the hallway to the left.
[New Scene]
I spawned on the north hill of the block, near the bottom. I had some kind of seat and my older sister had a computer chair. It was noted that my seat could change direction while sliding downhill, but the chair could not. Then, a short school bus drove to the opening of the cul-de-sack and stopped, letting one kid out. As it was leaving, I noticed a piece of yellow orange metal on the ground, same color as the bus. I walked over and picked it up while under the dream impression that it did not originate from the bus.
Time: 3m5s—5m30s

I had a very deep dream last night, deeper than usual but it was a cool dream nonetheless despite what may be said I did enjoy it.

I don't remember the sequence of events really well but what I remember earliest was waking up (in Dream) to a disaster. I must have been in high school in my dream because there was a whole class with me, some people I recognized, one person who wasn't even in a class with me, but most I don't remember. My mom was there too, something terrible happened. I woke up and we were all in a large auditorium but everyone was down, knocked out, moaning, wounded or all of the above. I don't know what happened but my mind just wanted to think I was tortured but because I woke up and noticed it I think something else must have happened like a large fight with something else, my whole class was like this so we were not fighting amongst ourselves.

When I woke up my serious wound was my hand, it was covered in blood, a large amount of blood and there was a gash on the bottom part of my pointer finger that starts in the middle and goes to the part where it connects with the hand itself and it was bleeding pretty bad. I remember looking off and seeing my mom was injured as well and my nephew was there with a similar wound to mine. There were nurses who rushed in to help all of us but I had to yell basically to receive attention for my ever bleeding wound and they pulled out a needle and string to stitch it up. I didn't feel pain throughout the whole thing until they started to stitch me up. From my notes there was something about underground student clubs, I think it was to teach us how to be detectives and also how to fight with weapons.

I received training on how to fight with a knife in close quarters by Agent Gibbs (From NCIS) of all people and I remember it quickly, in a training exercise he said: "How are you going to fight me?" and he had a holstered knife on his left side, I asked "Dirty or Clean?" "Clean," he said. I grabbed the knife and went for his throat because I couldn't think of a clean way to fight with a knife, he stopped me, twisted my hand and threw me to the ground and said it was too obvious. Had he said dirty I was going to take the knife and aim for the stomach in a stabbing fascion.

L from death note was there and a friend in real life who was dressed to look just like him, he was there to help us solve the case of what actually happened to us in the auditorium but he (The real L) was murdered and the murderer was another detective. Right afterward the detective who murdered him went into this room where the fake L stood and the fake L said that the real L was a bad guy pretending to be him and claimed that he was the real L.

The next part of my dream took place in a large bathroom, there were 3 stalls and in front of there were toilet fewer toilets if that makes sense, just a hole in the floor that can expand and leads directly to a sewer below. My Nephew was hiding in the one farthest from the entrance and was sitting in the corner, still wounded with a bloody hand similar to mine. The man who murdered L walked in with a hooker (yes you heard me) and they stood in front of the toilet less toilet and they were arguing about something, he killed her and stuffed her in the hole and used a toilet plunger to push her into the sewer, he then checked 2 of the stalls to see if anyone was hiding there and was about to check the third but changed his mind last second and left. The next part shows our class in the auditorium but we were all better and happy, we were going to watch a movie there and we were celebrating a big victory, I don't know all that happened because I was knocked out during the fight where we all were wounded but it would seem that one of our classmates had a magical item in the shape of a square or box that stopped the attack. Everyone was cheering and we looked at him as he was the one sitting in the back but in the middle and he held up the box shaped thing into the light of the projector and it glowed gold.

The last bit of the dream was almost a flashback I think, it showed my nephew and I walking down the stairs from my apartment and we both were wounded, my hand was still bleeding pretty bad in this scene and he was too, we walked with a limp and I was also clutching my shoulder. The world seemed grey but we walked down the stairs him leading and we both had to keep a hand on the wall to steady ourselves leaving long blood smears on the wall where our hands touched it.

That was the end, overall it was an amazing dream despite what most people would think, it was like a movie and it was very deep. I loved it.

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Battle on the Roof

I was at some party, Negan was there. We were on a roof.
I made an idea, I grabbed the glass that was protecting everyone from falling down to the hard ground.
Someone else did the same, I said whoever is knocked off loses (and dies). I held the glass as a shield and a stick
as a weapon. Negan is amused.
Later, a girl is pushed off by someone, the someone has her back exposed so I hit her with my stick, the stick breaks.
I sense someone behind me, I duck. The girl with a fire weapon (?) tripped over me and knocked the someone off.
She was holding on the edge, I say "Sorry" and knock her off.
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Hey guys it's been awhile, alot of my dreams have been...weird lately and I didn't want to share them. I'm happy that I got a dream that had Negan, he's my favorite character on the Walking Dead. I had another dream today but I'm not sharing it.
July 22nd, 2017

Date of Dream: MON 10 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 150 - Separated Sections

Dream 150 A – Trapped In Suburbia
I was riding my bike around a random area of the suburbs. I then said to myself that I wanted to ride to WB's place but I could go past a certain point. It's like I would keep pedalling but there was some sort of invisible wall there. My grandmother then comes home with these three bottles of juice. My brother said that it would be best if the juice bottles were all stored in his room but I didn't agree with that. I said that one should stay upstairs and the other two can go down with him. Then when I opened my bag, there was one big bottle of juice but the others were weirdly sized. The second bottle was actually two medium bottles and the third was all these micro sized bottles. I don't remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 150 B – The Explosive Feud
I was in the garage and I could hear my parents talking in the backyard. I wanted to know what I was saying and so I asked them. My parents then got really mad at me but I've forgotten the rest of the dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Morning of June 14, 2017. Wednesday.



I am in an unknown residence where there are a number of unfamiliar people, though most of them seem friendly and cheerful. I am working with mixing music (with a cassette deck) but using a commercial folk music recording and I end up playing the cassette in reverse (by the tape being reinserted into the cassette inside-out, though the dynamics are muddier than digital reversal).

Over time, I begin to hear actual words, which turns out to be “Mama always tried to give me what I needed…” with additional lyrics about the singer’s father. There is also something about fast food being “fake” or something along those lines with an additional mention of the mother.

I take off my headphones and have an unfamliar male listen and he seems to find it interesting. In actuality, the melody is based mostly on the country song “Okie From Muskogee” (Merle Haggard), though I do not realize this in my dream. Eventually, the lyrics become gibberish (back to sounding more like reversed audio), although I still listen for possible phrases.

Eventually, a chubby biker (unfamliar) with a large brown beard, pulls out my headphone jack and seems to do something to the cassette deck and I soon see it is on its side. This annoys me and, even though he is bigger than me, I start beating him on the head and shoulders with my smaller barbell (without the weights). He is not injured that badly and we somehow end up in a kitchen (possibly loosely modeled after the Loomis Street house kitchen) but I soon wake. (I am fairly certain the biker is associated with Hell’s Angels, thus is this dream’s flight symbolism.)

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The personified preconscious is not always directly associated with a discernible flight symbol (though the preconscious level itself often is) as just being the preconscious personified is inherently viable as dominant waking symbolism on its own. Ending up in the kitchen in my dream relates to mild hunger while sleeping; pretty obvious. (Plus, this is redundantly validated. Even if I was ignorant enough not to know this, it is backed up by the “fake” food reference in the song. “Fake” food would be a subliminal link to knowing that eating in a dream does not give the body actual nutrients.)

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Morning of May 5, 2017. Friday.



I am in an unfamiliar forest setting and I feel good about the imagery and location. Over time, two deer are ready to engage in a fight. There is a raccoon that is apparently some sort of referee that stands on the sidelines like a person (that is, upright on his hind legs). He seems like a real raccoon otherwise. He is standing between what looks like two wooden “walls”, possibly of natural design.

The deer headbutt each other and soon become like a sideways tornado, with hardly any discernible imagery other than swirls of color. An oversized raccoon tail appears in the swirling imagery, which could be an additional raccoon that had been closer to the deer and got caught up in their ruckus.

The deer fight within their whirlwind until there is no sign that they are still there. The raccoon referee stands without moving, looking at the spot they had vanished from, apparently having disintegrated each other. There is the usual feeling of waking symbolism, a bit more accelerated than usual, and a slight sense of amusement and clarity. The deer vanishing is a waking prompt caused by my sudden lucidity, where dream features are more easily quickly rendered or dissolved, though I did not deliberately create this effect with my conscious mind (as it was automatic).

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Date of Dream: THU 23 FEB - 2017



Dream No. 86 – Parent Troubles

From the part I can remember; I was doing L-plate practice with my mum in some unknown area. I have to drive off some sort of upwards cliff which drops off to a steep downwards hill. The car ends up flying off the cliff and I can't control it and we end up running into the back of a parked car. The car also slips down into a side, ditch-like road due to some sort of banana grease which was visibly yellow. We end up being trapped in this area and cannot get out if we drive over any banana grease. I thought I was never going to get out of there and so my mum to took over. She managed to avoid the banana grease and we got out of there. To get home we had to drive over this really long, hilly and dusty highway. I was already tired from being trapped and so wanted my mum to drive home as well.

When at home in the pergola area, things weren't feeling right. My mind was in a state of pain and I think my mum knew. I was still fretting over the real WB and due to it, I was really stooped over and had a really down facial expression. My mum got really angry with me and started yelling at me. I tried to hide the fact that I was hurt, but I couldn't, and she was getting really bad too in regards to her anger. This was a common theme for a remainder of the dream.

We were still in the same place but it's like the dream had gone back to the start of the scene... Although it was a different scene. We were walking thought the back door from the garage as we had just come back from that L-plate trap. There were all these square tables in the pergola area with all these random people having lunch. I quietly went through to my own table because I thought I didn't want to interrupt anyone and rather let them keep eating. My mum gets really mad because I didn't say hello to anyone. Once again, I try explain why I did what I did but then she started to become really irrational and wouldn't accept what I was saying. My mum then comes and puts an extra chair at the table and makes all these people come and sit at it. But I don't ignore these people, I say hi to all of them and even have small chats with them.

Still, my mum is not satisfied and still I can't believe I didn't say hello to everyone when I walked in from the garage. I start to get scared of my mum and get out of my chair and try to hide further up in the backyard. It is then that my dad joins the affair as he wants to beat me. My dad is even worse than my mum and is yelling at the top of his lungs. As he tries to pull me back for a beating, I fight against him and try to beat him instead. As we fight, we end up ascending into mid-air, continuing the brawl. My dad gets absolutely frustrated that I keep dodging him with confidence that he starts making verbal threats as well. The dream camera perceives him to be violently peering from bedroom curtains while telling me to consume all this chilly for a future dastardly deed.

As I say no to his verbal threat, he is now back outside and we continue fighting. Rather than me being totally stressed out by him. I have this closed smile pasted on my face, while I make these heroic sounds, trying to appear confident when on the inside, I am actually absolutely nervous that I will be hit. He eventually becomes so hostile and nasty that I feel I have to get away from him rather than fighting back. As I end up flying away, I find that both him and mum are now chasing me.

We end up having our final showdown on the track next to the Dandenong Creek. Dad increases his violence a notch and therefore, the fact that I am scared, starts to show on the outside... Both mum and dad are closing in on me. I then suddenly get a sense of new strategy in me and I think to myself to call Dreamy WB to come and stop this nonsense before things get even worse. And so I say in a high-pitched screech, “Dreamy WB quick! Get him in the nose!”. That's when an image of Dreamy WB appears in the background and she comes to life... She has the appearance of how I would perceive Dreamy WB in real life. So as I said it, she goes in-between my mum and dad and pushes them apart, which each of her arms going outwards, like someone trying to break up a fight. While keeping my mum away with her right arm, she faces directly left towards my dad and squeezes his nose really hard, which forces him to drop me. He tries to violently scramble back to get me but I cry out to Dreamy WB, “take me away!”. I then come into the background where she is and both she and I start to fade away. In sync with the fading, I end up waking up!

I was on a desert tropical island with a bunch of others, mostly kids of varying ages. There was also large hangar with airplanes, strangely. Something had divided our group, and we were preparing for a major fight, "tribal war". I don't even know what it was about, but it was serious. We had everything ranging from improvises clubs to slashing weapons. Even the smallest kids, aged 6 maybe, wanted to take part. I used a pen I found as improvised weapon, but said to the guy next to me that I wished I had my gun. This was in the tense moments before the "battle" in front of the hangar, were both groups (maybe 20 kids each) were lined up in front of each other. I suddenly decided I wanted no part in it. I wanted off the island, and this fight seemed to me a barbaric way of wasting time. In the next scene, we'd sent out two of the aircraft to scout the environment around the island. I "knew" we were near Tenerife. I saw the world from the perspective of the nose of the plane, and noticed the pilot was flying way too low. I could see the bottom of the ocean through the crystal clear water. I think he was looking for more islands instead of civilization. I just wanted him to go higher so I could spot any inhabited islands.

My dream self is a violent prick lately.

At Work (frag)

I'm standing by the grill where I work. It looks exactly like the place where I work. Only there is lots of cleaning going on. The toaster is taken off the table and lots of people are wiping things down to make it shiny.

Nomad (frag)

Frag where I am talking to Nomad. He invites me to come visit him in Hawaii.

Dog (frag)

A brief flash of playing with my dog at home.

Note: I wbtb here at 4:30 am. No lucids but some vivid dreams.

Field and Complex (full NLD)

I am outside walking in a familiar field. I go up a small foothill and find a large white building.

I enter the building and wander many hallways. Inside I find Kaomea at a big computer console with someone else. She's wearing a nice tank top with a pink overcoat. I forget what we say. She calls me a "fucking Loser" at some point for no reason. I get mad at her and grab her by the coat and start pounding her face in. She sort of cries but does nothing else.

I leave the complex with the other guy. At some point its confusing to get out. We both have to climb a large fence outside to get back to the field. I remember falling off the fence at one point and kind of rolling on the ground.

Underground Waterpark (full NLD)

I'm with some kid going through and underground tunnel system. We keep going through winding passages and then up some step. At the top of the steps are the openings to water slides. I immediately Jump in after the boy. The whole experience is fun and then I land in a large pool.

I realize I still have pants on so I look for a change room. I think I go into one but enter tunnels again and now I am lost.

Fight over TV (full NLD)

Starts off... I'm in my house watching T.V. with some kids.

Asuka walks by and I follow her downstairs. She enters another living room and sits in front of the T.V. there and she tells me she's going to watch her show.

I go back upstairs and tell my kid that I'm going to watch my show now. The dream then diverges... the latter fragment I'll show later. My kids kicks and screams that he wants to watch his show... it makes me mad so I yell and yank his arm a little but not too rough. His friend intervenes and pushes me away and then morphs into a golden retriever guard dog. I morph into a dog as well and tower over him still and step up to him and over him to show dominance (I think i got this from watching Cesar millan but can't be sure). Someone else is in the room. I turn around and see a semi cartoonish version of Louie from Life with Louie... umm ok. I guess it's the kids dad. I turn back and the kid now looks like a miniature version of Louie. I step back and let the kid go with his father.

TV (frag)

When I go back up the stairs and enter the living room I ask to use the TV and the kids say it's okay. I sit down and ask my son how to use the remote system because it's confusing.

False Flag Terrorism (full NLD)

Starts off Me and Asuka are flying to a version of Toronto at Night time. We land by a large building. It has an open foyer with no doors so I go inside.

I see a man going up some steps with a group of teens following him. It looks suspicious so I cloak myself and follow them up many flights of stairs. The kids are placing what looks to be miniature nuclear bombs on walls and pipes. I head downstairs.

I pull out a cell phone to dial 911. but the phone redirects me to 415 which is apparently the 911 of the city? Some man answers the phone and I tell him what i saw but he doesn't seems to believe me. I get downstairs and ask some guy what address we are at. he gives me a clear name of that street but the other street sounds garbled. I ask him to repeat but that street comes out of his mouth garbled again. I give the garbled version to the operator and he thanks me and says someone will be on their way.

I tell Asuka about it she opens a portal and we wind up back home. She pulls up the internet on her phone and says that the incident is from a fake terrorist organization. They go around making fake bombs and making fake threats to make whatever group they want look bad,then the government responds to these false flag operations and start wars. I find her explanation rather perplexing when I wake up.

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#10 LD - Wings and realistic vision
During a NLD I was high on a tree or something like that (maybe it was a bed?). I was thinking that I should be brave enough to jump down because I was sure it's safe. Then I started to be lucid. As usual I was trying to fly. This time I imagined that I have real wings instead of arms. It worked somehow because I felt them. Didn't see them tho. I'm not sure if I was able to fly with them. It started to be dark and I 'woke up' in another scenario. I was in the car, looking through the window. I was pretty sure I woke up so I tried to not moving much and I did RC with my nose. Everything was clear and realistic. Even sunlight was reflecting on cars naturally so I was surprised that it's indeed a dream. Then scenario changed again. It was night and I saw some (3?) boys on the street. For some reason I was trying to hit them with a bucket. 2 of them ran away but 1 of them was throwing something back. Like something small and sharp, maybe screws? Because of this bizarre action I'm not sure if I was lucid enough. I felt pain when he hit me. Pretty realistic. I stopped this 'fight' and went in another direction, trying to fly again and ran away (I wasn't scare much tho). I was moving my arms again like with wings but there were still my arms (I wasn't trying to make real wings). Then darkness. I don't remember if I woke up or maybe I was still dreaming. It wasn't long dream, I would say 1-2 min. Anyway that's nice because I wasn't even trying to have one!

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LD 87 - Mind controlling monsters

I'm in middle school. There's a stand-off between me and two other students. I have a knife, the guy closes to me has a knife too, but the third guy pulls out an M4 rifle.
There is absolutely no way for me to win now. I drop my knife in the hopes that he calms down. He isn't calming down. The other knife holding guy moves between me and the rifle man.
BANG! Knife guy takes a bullet for me. Looks like it went straight through his lower torso and thus hit the spine. He's dead af. As he falls down, the rifle man fires again. I'm hit. A large piece of flesh is hanging out under my right arm. Is that a muscle? People are screaming. I also feel a stinging pain in my arm and back of my head. I try to find a nurse, but even school staff seems uninterested in helping me.

I wake up and journal this, but the dream continues when I fall back to sleep.

I'm home. The house is unfamiliar and has two floors. I remember being shot and check under my shirt. There's no wound or scar. My family is acting weird. Another school day goes by and I get back home.
I check for the wound again and now there's a scar. "Someone made me forget?" My sister's oldest kids are visiting. The second oldest realized something is wrong too. He had a new game he had been playing
and had forgotten his progress, which was still visible as a game save. Dad got home, but he wasn't my dad, instead he looked like the actor Ray Liotta. He was behind this and instantly knew that I saw through it.
He runs into my room looking very angry. I'm so scared that I become lucid to save myself from further stress. I stop time. Ray just stands right in front of me. I'm not lucid enough to free myself from this particular scene. I try to tell myself that I can make the world fade away and do what I want, but I appear to be stuck. Suddenly everyone is sitting in the living room. I try to make Ray's head blow up. I visualize his head exploding and blood covering the walls, but nothing happens. I grab his legs and easily swing him against the wall and through the table. Nothing seems to be harming him.

Scene changes and the dream continues non-lucid. To summarize: I figure out that someone is mind controlling my family and a lot of other people. I find an organization in the city that have alien tentacle monsters in a large tank that have this mind controlling power. Dream ends before I get to do anything about it.

I guess this was low level lucidity. I didn't recall my tasks or anything. I tried to free myself from the narrative, but failed.

I at my house in my room sitting on my bed. That's when my door is open and three guys are attempting to rob me. I yell at them to leave my room and the little gang decided to comply. I began thinking how did they get in? Perhaps I let the front door unlock for the first time. But that's not like me, I maybe forgetful but I usually always lock or remember important things. I go to check the front door and I see that it is indeed open. This is where the robbers had to have enter from.

I lock the door and I went back in to my roo m and lock that one as well. I continue lying on my bed staring at the ceiling as I usually do. Then I hear this kid voice telling me I'm going to be in a lot of trouble. I got my back up from the bed and look at the door. In otice the door strangely looks different than before. It has posters with drawings of flowers. I knew something is wrong here so I approach the front door and tried to open it. It to my disbelief had open, as I tried to rationalize why this was happening I recalled that in past dreams one of my dream signs is door's always opening themselves or appearing slightly open.

And never locking themselves even if the person had done so. With this in mind, I enter my small living room with the idea that I am in a dream. If the front door is unlock, I know I am dreaming. I open the front door and look down to my hands and can see one of my fingers are as small as my pinky finger. Now I knew for sure I am currently in a dream. I began to ran while approaching a rail 3 apartment buildings high from the ground. I jump and started flying in a very beginner like way. I zig zag and floated to the ground. The weather is clouded but not dark enough to rain.

I see some people walking on the sidewalks. I attempt to approach them but a man in a black sweater grab some dirt and threw it at me. I look at him and use telekinesis to throw him to a different part of the sidewalk. The dirt is caught in my dream eyes and my actions have cause quite a commotion. I wake up.