Another riveting dream from my crazy mind. This one went from intriguing to weird. Like my dream just gave up making sense halfway through and went here, enjoy the crazy... My friends, inexplicably, are trapped in the basement. I made the mistake of going downstairs to see what the cries are for, and they trapped me too. We're scared, cowering in the hall, lined by jail cells on either side of us. We're held by gunpoint and forced into the cells. I'm with two other people, a guy and a girl. I don't know them. I have a gun stashed in my waist, and I realize I could be our only hope. I shoot the leader in the shoulder and the neck, but of course it's not fatal. Thought I killed him, and I let my guard drop. He shoots me and I get hit in the side. He goes upstairs, and one of his goons comes down to tell us to stay put. I sit down and the guy sits in my lap. He's younger than me, about 12-13, and scared. The other girl and I are trying to comfort him. The goon shoots into our cell with a shotgun, and it hits the guy in my lap in the shoulder. He doesn't cry out in pain - he sighs and moves off my lap, more annoyed than anything. As we sit, they bring more kids down and lock them into the cells around us, chaining them in. We decide we have to escape. A girl comes downstairs - apparently she's a witch. She heals the guy with me and then unlocks the cells and the chains so we could free the kids. The bad guys come down and we scatter; the witch stays behind to hold them off and let us escape. I run upstairs and realize it's was my old apartment. My boyfriend's there, and we run out and get in his truck to drive away. We get lucky and escape, moving out in the process. They didn't see us. I realize how lucky we are because apparently I realize no one else managed it. We go to my current apartment and as we were unpacking, we realized we haven't grabbed everything and we have to go back. I'm freaking out, but I tell myself it's okay because if I get scared I can just wake up. This oddly doesn't send me into lucidity completely. I'm vaguely aware that I'm dreaming, but not enough to let me take control, just enough to keep me from being afraid. We run across the front of my apartments through the grass to get to his truck. We run down some stairs past a pond, and there were two boulders rolling around in the water (???). Floating on top like beach balls. I joked they were cannon balls and this cracked me up in the dream (I have no idea don't ask). The boulders were splashing and rolling, and water kept splashing us. We were both soaked and since I had flip flops they kept slipping off so I had to keep going back to get them. There was a party going and tons of people were on the lawn. After the third time of running back to get flip-flops the dream sort of shifts. I was Stewie from family guy. As I turn on the grass I'm in a suburban neighborhood, no longer at my apartment. I was sitting in a driveway and Brian (also from family guy) was standing behind me. He and some other people were standing around drinking, making fun of me. I got up and asked Brian for a favor. I don't remember what I asked or what he said, but he laughed me off. I was upset. I took a drink from one of his friends and downed it. I remember writing in a journal that 'I wanted to drive away and never come back. But I'm drunk so I can't. So I walked away instead'. Which I did. And when I wandered away I became myself again. I was back at the apartments, by the pond. I found someone's phone, with the name Tara on the screen. I stumbled around the pond and got to this bridge walkway thing. A bunch of people were rushing by. I casually said 'Tara?' to a girl running by. She didn't respond so I asked if she knew Tara, and she said no. I asked where she was going, she said 'there was a fire on___ street! My. Family's there!' and I realized that's where I'd left Brian and the others (my family still, apparently) and I rushed to go see them. I'm apparently on a hill because now I have to run down giant stairs to get to the houses. I mean there's like a huge foot wide gap between each stair, and they're actually mini tvs playing ESPN Sportscenter, instead of real steps. I distract myself trying to walk and watch at the same time and remember thinking this is why these aren't mass produced. They're doing an interview. The man interviewing is in a dinosaur costume, talking to a little girl that just got rescued from the house fire I'm rushing to. I wake up when I reach the bottom of the steps more confused than I have been in a while.
Dream I decided to write this up because I've been slacking a bit.. I've forgotten a lot of the details though :/ Me and some people (possibly my old flatmates + friends) were walking down a large corridor, like an extended indoor drive way. It was concrete and seemed to be a part of a university. In here there was an alien pod, where the first aliens had landed.. We kind of react like they're evil, which they are, but it felt like a baseless accusation. One of us gets a futuristic (possibly alien) gun out and shoots them as they jump out of their ship. Holy shit, they're getting obliterated before they even realize it. As this happens I get the feeling they're defenseless and send a mayday to their alien friends in space.. We're walking away now, feeling safe. It isn't long though until more aliens start landing on Earth, it seems our massacre of their kind pissed them off. Shit.. I get everyone together and lead them to some more the alien-like weaponry, then we get everyone to head outside. I know of a safe area or something and lead everyone to another university building in the city. I think I shoot the heck out of some aliens as we go too, it feels pretty intense. I notice a person acting.. odd.. He looks doped up or something just wandering sluggishly. He looks my way and has a feral bloodshot eyes. I make the connection that the aliens have released a bio weapon to make some of us into zombies. But how does it spread? I'm also surprised they managed to act so fast.. We're in a mall area with escalators and staircases here and there, I remembered that in this part there were more zombie people around, I could vividly see their bloodshot eyes.. Towards the end of the dream we were in a sewer-like tunnel complex, like something the TMNT would stroll through. I can't remember much more except I had blasted my way through a few aliens and zombies before getting everyone in there safely. Another note: the aliens were small and had 4 legs, each ending in a blade-like point. They had cone-shaped bodies/heads and I have no clue how they would operate intergalactic spaceships or spread world-devastating plagues.
I was in the backseat of an SUV with my stepfather driving and my mother in the passenger seat and maybe my little brother next to me. We were on a sandy and rocky beach, the ocean immediately to our right. I told my stepdad that I felt afraid we were too close to the ocean and that I have dreams about him driving like this. Later: I had a gun. I was not me. I was going to go next door to a house and [kill???!! idk] 2 young girls. I felt hesitant and afraid and I didn't do it. But I kept thinking I had to go over there. Then I was on a train, maybe the same person, not me. I needed to go several cars ahead of me, but the train was moving and the sideboards that you were supposed to use were outside of the car, and I was afraid I would fall so I didn't go. Later: I was with an old friend whom Ive recently been wondering about in waking life. Some other people were there too. We might have been in a foreign country. We sat at a table at a convenience store/cafe. A man asked us if we wanted anything. At first we all declined, but I saw that I had a box with 3 donuts in it and I decided to order some coffee to go with them. My friend also ordered coffee. Soon after I saw my coffee on the counter near the register with a receipt under it and I walked over and picked it up.
First dream It was an evening. Strong wind was blowing and sky was covered by dense layers of dark-red, huge, towering clouds. I was in my father's carpentry workshop, we were working on something with father, sister, my friend and two other men. My backyard was changed and door to old toilet hut were placed right in front of the workshop. The doors were opening on their own and despite the strong wind, sister scared me that it was a ghost opening and closing them all the time. I looked at the clouds and saw loads of lightnings shooting across the sky. I said "There's a photo session up in the sky, we should get back to home." We went back to my house, it looked like it was before renovation. My friend said "Wait, I've got to go meet someone at the wolf." I immediately realised that the wolf is a name he's calling one of the streets. We went out, it was just after the rain. We saw something strange - a blue orb of energy, surrounded by an orange, circular energy beam. It moved towards us really quickly, disappearing and appearing in another spot. I said to my friend "Look! It must be an anomaly, just like in stalker games!" We went around it, but then I decided to throw some pebbles at it. Two throws missed, I got a feeling that it's watching me. Third throw hit that orb and it exploded, releasing huge amount of steam. We went onward. Second dream I was in school, ending my classes. We were going down to cloakroom, I took my stuff and went for a bus. There were only a few passengers inside. I looked out through windows and saw that storm is coming. I felt that the bus is going to fall on it's side, so I leaned through a window and pulled a few strings that made it keep balance. When we were driving in a crowded town, I found myself in a cargo that was placed externally, on the bus' side. I was trying to not get crushed when bus was driving by other vechicles. Suddenly the engine turned off and I had to leave the cargo. I met up with two girls from the bus, one was very rude and we couldn't stand each other. Fragment I was in my house, in a living room. There was a tied up couple lying on the floor. A man in a black suit with red tie and a blonde, completely naked woman. I was holding a gun in my hand. The man said that they're not my parents which made me shot myself in an arm. Then he said "We're just freaking, kid!" This made me rage, I shot at them a few times.
My dreams usually hard to recall the second night after going to sleep late, it was still a cool dream from what I can remember. Dream I recall being in a warehouse building, it was quite big and there was some emergency going on. I get the impression that we (me and whatever faction I was with) were on the defense. At some point I remember grabbing an automatic rifle from a weapon rack. There was a large space rocket in the building, we hopped inside and launched it. I remember the power of the engine propelling us up, it was really intense. The building was collapsing all around us as we shot up, the ship then tilted and started navigating around the falling debris. We just managed to duck out of the building and into the open sky, and then had to pull straight up to avoid a tall wall or something. Because we were going up at too extreme of an angle, the ships engine sputtered and stop, at this point the spaceship is now a helicopter instead. The helicopter blades stop spinning and the it starts to free fall. There's massive panic, we're trying desperately to start the engine, but it's a damn helicopter, even if we do will it stop the fall?!?! Right before we hit the ground the blades spin into action, instantly the helicopter slows and then shoots off forward in a very non-helicopter-like fashion.
Dream It was day time on a school trip, there was a group of us and something about a killer on the loose. He was apparently after us and more specifically, me. We were on a bus at one point and I remember seeing other kids on another bus, they were in the same group or something as the killer and are his accomplices. Wait, so the killer is a kid? I'm in a building now, it's the hotel or whatever that the class is staying at. I'm sitting at a desk and I'm Malcolm from Malcolm in the Middle. I had earned money from doing something (I think selling notes for class) and bought a gun for self protection. It's night time here and the gun is in front of me on the desk under the light of a small lamp, then the killer shows up. I can't remember how but I shot at the killer which was lucky because he had a gun too. But it's surprising because the killer is actually Aaron, a childhood best friend. I remember getting a scolding from the teacher (I mean after all, I'm like 10 in this dream and I have a gun..), later on I end up with my gun again but this time there's modifications. Oh sweet modern technology for being so damn cool. This part was really vivid and awesome, I added heaps of attachments to the gun I had, turning it into a full on rifle. There's a firing range which I shoot at twice, jesus that's powerful. I fiddle around with the rifle and dismantle bits and pieces before reassembling it, there are lots of details here that I can't write up. I'm in my room again and I have the gun... Wait, what was that? I swear that I heard something but it was just so faint.. I raise my gun slightly and then as if he was just going to peek around the corner, I see the killed (Aaron) poke his head through my door. *BOOM* I have a sort of panic moment where I let loose a couple bullets in his direction, he's stunned that he didn't get the jump on me and that I have a huge ****ing gun. He ends up getting apprehended in the end.. I also remember something about a killer except this time he has a square upper arm scabbard which has a dagger sheathed in it. He jumped out in a comic-book fashion with lines of effect whizzing past him while he drew his weapon and prepared to stabby stab..
I'm not participating in this dream, just witnessing it. There's a white couple (m + f) standing outside on a parking lot. The man is holding a baby in his arms. Judging by the fact that this baby is still wrapped in a blanket, it can't be much older than a few months. It's daytime. There's a SWAT team or something similar which is going to burst into a big building, a supermarket I think. The man with the baby is part of the team, but because of the baby he's on the sidelines right now. I get the feeling that the man and woman are somewhat famous actors. Someone mentions that the SWAT team is going to use a car/truck to ram a hole into one of the outer walls. This person mentions that the car is driving backwards to confuse the people who are inside. From what I see the dark coloured car/truck is driving normally at the wall, just at an angle. It breaches the walls. The man with the baby convinces his wife/girlfriend that they should also go inside. No you idiot, not with a baby, it's dangerous! Once inside the couple is at the fresh produce department. Both of them have a gun. The guy tells his wife that now is the time to jump out into an aisle and shoot. The woman does so while still holding the baby. The baby gets shot by a woman with a gun. I think the wife goes for cover and comes back and gets shot as well, though she lives. The woman who shot the baby gets shot too, not sure if she lives. She has a sister who is present here as well. That sister and the couple finally come to terms about stopping this, cause they've all lost someone they care about.
D1 - At school, after lessons, there is some festival? on.Everyone is congregated into a smallish space. Lots of bustling, two school children tell me that S is looking for me, and they want to help raise money for her. I follow them only to find out they are scamming me. I am very cross, and look for them but they're are way to many people and I can't see them anywhere. I decide to spend the afternoon looking through the building for them. Another teacher says he had similar problem. D2 - I am lying on the ground talking into an old style black phone, with swirly cord. I am allowed to ask questions of someone. Questions they would never normally ask about themselves. For every question I ask, I take one bullet from a gun. I ask stilted questions as its a bit difficult to focus when you've been shot. Each time I am getting holes torn into me. Soon enough I receive a fatal bullet. I do not care and am happy to sacrifice my life for the answers. I dramatically spray into a grey powder, loads of black dots on closer examination. Leaving powder in the air and black peices that are left of me.
I've been doing all right with my physical dream journal (i.e. the one I take notes on when I wake up in the middle of the night, or in the morning). The only dream of note I had yesterday was that a former friend of mine was trying to stab me with a knife. It was freaky, and in no way lucid. It did wake me up, though. Before waking up, I grabbed it - by the blade - in order to stop him, and it didn't hurt at all. We were working on a project in my dream when this happened. One other dream, less exciting, was about a girl talking about college grades. Also went up an elevator with some friends and there was a ghost of our apartment complex? I don't quite remember that, but that's what my notes say, so! As for last night's dreams, let's see...Not quite lucid, but I did get close on one. - I was being attacked by a panda, of all things, and a few other creatures or people that I don't remember. However, it wasn't painful at all - I didn't feel anything. - I was with a group of people. These people were making fun of those who don't like anthro art. - I was friends with this beautiful lady, who was like a mother in some ways and romantic in others. Anyway, her arch-nemesis came in to attack her. This is where I became close to lucidity: I vaguely realized that I could do anything in my current environment, so I used some magical powers in order to create a shield to stop him. However, he soon broke through the shield, and suddenly my powers became impotent. I was really confused as to why my powers weren't working, and that was about when I lost my almost-lucid state. Anyway, he broke through, and started flirting with my friend and her two daughters - but in a completely inappropriate way. I remember massaging my lady's shoulders to comfort her, and her skin felt incredibly real. Then she started to look like one of my mom's friends in the waking world, which was odd. One of her daughters looked like her, and the other looked like a girl I know in real life. I remember not liking this guy at all, and feeling a lot of anger towards him. He tried to bribe me to let him take away my friend and her daughters, with a gray room filled with all these toys. I believe my dream-friend got sick or something, as she either spat or threw up at this point. I was really frustrated because my shield and my magic had worked initially, and then it all stopped. - I was at college, but the place looked quite different. There was a lockdown drill, and a bunch of us were hiding in this building. One guy wanted to fight back, so he brought the majority of the students with him to fight. I wasn't keen on going out there, so me, a girl from my school, and a few others tried staying hidden in the room. Unfortunately, they left the door wide open, so we hid in the shadows under a table the best that we could. It was broad daylight outside. We talked about how we weren't supposed to leave as per campus policy during a lockdown. But then we heard these gunshots - our classmates were shooting down some aerial planes and bombs, thus saving us. I guess the threat was from the air. We even saw some explosions (they looked very much like poorly done CG effects, though). The atmosphere of the dream changed from one of danger and fear to one of comfort and relief.
Updated 01-03-2016 at 11:12 PM by 58176
I went to bed around 23:10 and spend 10 minutes reading. After that I did a DY exercise (focus on 1 thought, 6 minutes). I woke up around 05:00 I think, went to the toilet and didn't really fall asleep again until 07:00 or maybe even 08:00. It's now 10:00 24 This dream had quite a number of repititions in it. I'm inside a building. Not sure if I'm bodily present or just a spectator. I'm in a sort of lobby with an escalator. I'm looking at the outer wall, which consists of glass panels with a black framework. I can clearly see that it's daytime. There are two white cops. One is a woman, the other a guy. There are also two freerunners. I think also one male, one female. I think the freerunners perform a bit at the insistence of the female cop. They are standing in the lobby. One of them runs to the exit a bit to the left and then once outside, runs all the way to the right, along the glass wall. The other one immediately runs right. I think this is one of the repeated moments which happens more than once. I think at some point one of the freerunners does a sideflip outside. My view is from outside the building now. The male cop brings the car around and the female cop joins him. They have been called in for an emergency. At this point it's Jack Bauer and I who are responding to the emergency. We're inside an office building. There's a group of white women who presumably work there. They were just about to leave, but we make them show us the way. At least one of them is clearly grandma age. Guns drawn, we move towards an elevator. It's not really an elevator though. It's more of a vertically moving platform. I look up and I can tell that there's nowhere to go as there is a ceiling right above us. Someone (Jack?) presses the 2 button and we move 2 floors down. One of the ladies (the grandma?) makes a flirty comment to me. I respond quite seriously to it and am not interested. Jack and I move along a hallway. Jack and I have taken cover behind a wall with a big glass window in it. We're laying on the floor so that the wall can conceal us. In front of us is a huge area, which is hard to describe. I think it's still inside, but there are sort of islands. I see things happening from another perspective (or maybe I saw this part earlier already). Rachel from Friends is laying on her back on the ground just behind a desk. There's a dude crouched close to her. His boss is telling him that he's fired and he loses it. He rips open one of the upperbody layers that Rachel is wearing. I see a nipslip moment. He then proceeds to place one hand on her breast and slides another into her pants. She is somewhat shocked and starts to scream for help. This part repeats as well and this time the dude holds one hand over her mouth to stop her from screaming. There's another dude who takes advantage of the whole situation and starts talking to the rapey dude to further destabilise him and turn it into a whole hostage situation. That's why Jack and I are here. We're still behind the wall. The office ladies, mostly old women I think, are walking through the hallway in our direction. We try to motion them away, because they might draw the attention of the hostagetakers. They get the hint, but one of them makes a loud popping sound with her prosthetic whatever, which sounds like a gun reloading. The guy has heard it and moves in on us. This part also repeats, but this time there are young kids instead of office women. One time the guy walks up to the glass window and doesn't see us. Another time he sees us, but I'm busy reloading my gun softly, so I'm not prepared to shoot him. Another time he sees only Jack, who quickly passes me his gun before surrendering, as I don't have one of my own. The hostagetaker has murdered the 21 year old black president of an African country and an old white lady. A young girl is still alive. The dude comes up close to us (we're still behind the wall) and plays with some kind of toy factory with a tiny conveyor belt and mini pizza's or something alike. I'm tempted to do something with the conveyor belt (can't recall what), but I don't. It's all really weird. I think eventually Jack loses his shit over the dude killing the little girl, but I'm not too sure about that. A shoot out ensues, which I think also repeated itself. One time I had the 'weak' gun and another I had the 'strong' one, which is Jack's. Damn the strong one is awesome. I end up giving the hostagetaker an execution shot. Jack bulletsprays and some point, and nearly hits me. It's the weak gun though, so it's ok. I can see the path of the bullets he's fired. I'm standing on the island close to where Rachel was. I'm holding a yellow, plastic, flower handbag toy which is a boombox. Different beats come out of it if you twist some knobs. I'm with KRS-ONE and I make him do a freestyle. Fragment » I can't recall the scenery, but there's a guy who's using a showerhead to shower me (not sure if I had clothes on or not). He aims it at my head and I tell him not to make my hair wet. » I'm on a ship with a group of people. It's an old timey trade ship and we're out in the middle of the ocean. At some point I'm with at least one classmate. Polgara is also present at some point, as I send someone to go get her. I recall us being in a harbour at night and also that I dropped some glasswork on deck which needed cleaning. There's also another old ship in the harbour. I take the 'wheel' and I crash into a lot of stuff while reversing. It's too bad I didn't take notes for this one, cause it was definitely interesting.
Updated 12-23-2015 at 05:56 PM by 71740
So today I had to wake up way earlier than usual to watch my friend's dog. I went back to sleep at around noon and set my alarm for 1:30PM. The first half of the sleep was very frustrating because I didn't think I had really slept at all but was thinking about a lot of things. Then, I was in sleep paralysis for a couple of seconds before waking up. Out of nowhere, I become determined to lucid dream. So, I lay on my back and start thinking 'Okay keep your mind awake.' My eyelids showed a light blue scene. My imagination brings me to this open field with green grass and an expansive light blue sky in the background. In the distance are rows of houses. I try to imagine my house and spin right to see it before me, but I don't see it and I fall a bit. I float down to the ground as two tall men dressed in flannels approach me. For some reason my mind thinks they might have a gun and sure enough they both do. One of them shoots me in the right hip and I fall back onto the ground. They come up and start talking to me before my mind is focused on something else, the moon. I've always wanted to go hangout on the moon in a lucid. My mind pushes the thought away before I decide I really want to do it. So, I tell myself I'm floating upwards to the sky where I can see the moon in the distance and sure enough I float away from the field. Now, I'm surrounded by black space as small star-like figures pass by me quickly, 100s around me. As I get closer to the moon, it turns out to be way different. The moon is a sphere but not solid. It has silver streaks coming from inside the core of the moon and around it. It was actually quite empty besides the 5 or 6 streams of silver making up a sphere shape. I float over it before falling into another scene. I start at the ceiling of a large middle school-like gym as I think to look at my hands. They are very real to me. I sort of spin down onto the floor so I see the entirety of the room. There are about 15 people in this pretty big gym. It's a school dance happening before me. Young kids are dressed up with their respective dates. It's weird because I've actually come to this gym before in another dream but didn't remember it until I was there again in this semi-lucid. So, that thought hits my mind as I look around the room. Red ribbons decorate the outer edges of the room, even going over the basketball hoop that is still down. For some reason, my mind thinks it knows the plot to this story. Suddenly, I'm next to these two middle school girls. One says to the other, "the only reason I'm going with my date is because he's cool." My mind knew she was going to say something mean before she said it. Then, I'm part of their conversation. The girls are different now. I get a good look at them to see one of them is holding close to her date on the right, while the other is very close looking at me. Turns out, I know this girl in real life. I have 4 classes with her and kinda have been crushing on her for the entire semester. I grab hold of her and we start to kiss. My mind turns to sexual things. Her and I are suddenly swept away into my bed. We continue to kiss as she's in my bed on top of me. We start to go into other things for about 20 seconds before we sit up and talk. I don't really remember what was said, or if anything was said, but then I go down on her. She starts to moan very loudly. I have a false awakening where my friend walks in and I realize the girl isn't there with me. Disappointment strikes me as I lay back down. Then, I hear the girl from the left of me go "phew, he didn't see me." Another false awakening happens where I hear zipping. Like someone zipping up a jacket but it was very loud right next to me and continuous. I sit up to see this older deformed man looking at me with a jacket on. He tells me "I live in your closet." Third false awakening, all I remember is there are bunk beds in my room and my friend and I are yelling about each other stealing things. I end up with a notebook in my hand walking in some park towards swings, before thinking that I'm too young to be there so I turn around and walk down these steps that have handrails and people laying on them.
27.10.2015Bank Robbery & Potentially Escaping to New Jersey (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID There was a grandiose robbery going on where it seemed more of a series of technical idiosyncrasies that caused it vs. a physical attack. I was an affiliate of someone that was helping me get some gold bars covered in black metal with the monetary value of them. Each one was close to 55k-100k, but I’m not sure about the actual value in terms of $, euro, etc. Most of the environment is very bland with blue and gray, and the carpet for some areas were a mélange of fainted warm colors dominated by the cool color. I wasn’t able to recall the visage of the individual that was helping me hoard money, but based on how he escaped, he was of Asian descent. He had a short hairstyle, and seemed to be in his 30s. The more I describe him, the more his visage looks like one with a rough visage. Yes, a slightly spiky hairstyle to him, and a bit of a slanted forehead from the 3/4s angle projected in my mind’s eye. Anyway, it seems I’m lucid mostly during the end of the operation, and the ending looks like why where everyone is going their separate ways, and moving on to whatever quotidian lifestyle they want to enhance with the wealth that they’ve gathered. The robbery itself doesn’t seem to be one that causes moments of consternation for most of the dream characters. I was apprehensive on wanting to give some gold for the Asian male that presumably helped me out. I believe I had at least a million dollars in gold, and was willing to give 100k-150k for the male. However, just as I was about to profess to him, he’s already going his own way, which probably implies he has just as much, or more than I do. I put the gold bar encased with black metal back with the other stack, and now had to devise my own way of getting out. There were two dream characters near me; one to the left, and one to the right. The one to the right seemed like another affiliate because I queried, “Where’s the gun?” and they immediately used the side of their shoe to spin it across the floor to me. As soon as they did that, they ran away as well, and all that’s left is a random elderly black female wearing a faded purple shirt and some cool colored pants. She’s just casually reading over some documents, and seems to be passive in terms of being aware that there has been an internal bank robbery going on, or she’s feigning her disposition to prevent retaliation from me, and any other individuals. I was not made privy to the layout of the bank in particular, or maybe I just had a relapse in memory at the time, but the starting point was unfortunately having to utilize her as a shield. However, I didn’t force myself to do this to her, and merely just ducked under the desk she was sitting around. It was a thin black metal desk and chair, and her slightly grandiose weight was a useful way to cover. Then what happened next completely changed the mood of the dream to where I could take advantage of the moment, and get off scotch-free, I guess. I was in the prone position, and I could barely see the top of someone’s head passing through the small hallway trying to navigate, and potentially shoot anyone that seems suspicious. That individual looked like one of my managers I used to work, so let’s call him Jess for now (Hispanic one for future reference with black glasses). He seems to notice that someone is near the elderly female, and takes a shot or two, but is only able to make a few fractures to the wall she’s sitting nearby. I immediately declared to him, “Jess Jess…it’s me.” I put my hands up, and his disposition went from earnest to one of enthusiasm. It was the typical long time, no see conversation with a subsequent handshake, and the dream completely influences me to make a complete 180 in my disposition. Jess started telling me how he shifted his role from retail to more technological aspects, but I’m not able to pick out the exact job position he was talking about. He was wearing a light gray polo shirt and black dress pants, and puts his hands around his hips while his arms are in a sideways V position. The conversation was short, and I feel that through him, I was able to casually leave the building without anyone feeling suspicious. As I’m walking out, I started to question if this was even a bank robbery at all. I noticed to my right that there’s a female with long curvy black hair that looks like a co-worker of mine. For some odd reason, I feel predisposed towards her as if we’ve been in a relationship with each other in this dream for some reason. It felt as if those predisposed infatuations and attractions towards her were taking dominion of my preference to just tone my actions down completely. Somehow, the materialistic gain made me more giddy towards her, but I didn’t have the intention to shower her with items. She was wearing a dark navy blue polo shirt that I’m sure she buttoned up with faded blue denim jeans of some sort. I can tell she was wearing her thick black glasses, and I realized how she’s taller than me. Just as I’m trying to be gregarious with her, as if it’s the only chance I would get, a random Asian Indian male interacts with me. He’s wearing a yellow shirt, light gray pants, and some brown sandals. He looks like he has a clean haircut going on, and looks like someone name Brian from New York that I used to know. He’s asking me if I want to move to New Jersey, and queries how much money I have. I didn’t question why he would suddenly query this after the event that just occurred, and things seemed like a blank canvas in terms of how I could react to this. For the girl, that I’ll nickname Abbey, she was someone that I wanted to query if she wanted to move in with me to New Jersey. Then, the second dream character that is portrayed looks like my mother that suddenly has the accent of Consuela from Family Guy. She’s like, “No….you can’t do that…nooo. Noo.” She starts to scratch me subtly, which is awkward with the music that was playing when I was thinking of Abbey awhile ago: I started to move my arm away from her because it was awkward and irritating. My predisposed attractions towards Abbey started to augment, and before I could be gregarious with her, I was quickly thinking on the meaning of having to move to New Jersey when I could stay in Texas instead, and buy a decent house. I felt that these predispositions would go in vain, and yet, it seemed that I was guided towards her. This mélange of unconscious guidance and emotions made me query why a certain individual in waking life was querying over what my hobbies her, and from a dream interpretation site that I take loosely, utilizing gold in a certain way means I should find a new hobby. Or in other words, find a hobby that I would be able to synch with Abbey, however, I feel it could just be another co-worker that’s using middlemen to extract things I do for quotidian activities. I wanted to make the decision to move to New Jersey with her, but still was attached to Texas as I like the grandiose feel to it vs. the more compact and economical feel New Jersey had in my previous experiences. Flustered with figuring out what to do, I figured that the first step was to touch her shoulder instead of trying to calculate everything to declare to her. And just as she’s turning around with a smile on her face, the dream starts getting blurry, and I believe someone wakes me up. It’s going to be awkward going to work.
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid I'm writing this post a bit late after waking up, so the details of my dreams are already quite vague Dream 1: Mafia I'm a member of the mafia. I don't feel like I'm a really high ranking member, just an ordinary guy. I'm loyal to my Don. I'm inside a building that belongs to us, so it's just us mafioso in there. It's the size of a public building, so pretty big. There's a high ranking guy coming to visit us. Perhaps a Don from another group. Me and another guy from our side have to come up with a plan for a specific purpose and present it to the high ranking guy. We have to make sure to impress him. There are glass doors which lead to a balcony, which somehow feels like it's still inside. Though I never looked down it also feels like it's pretty high up. The Don and the important guy are sitting on the balcony. Me and the other guy enter the balcony and walk to the right, where they are sitting. As we walk it dawns upon me that our plan severely lacks detail and that we'll have to wing it. I start thinking about proper etiquette. I wanted to just shake the important guy's hand, but in my mind's eye I see a dude kissing the hand while on one knee. Do I really have to do that? In the same building, on the same floor maybe (it's a pretty generic setting; walls with a very light colour and a light greenish hue, no furniture). In the middle of the enormous room there's a big opening. This is the same on all floors, so you can look down all the way until the ground floor. This way I can tell that we're quite a few floors up, though I don't know the exact floor level. A guy gets thrown down all the way. I'm not sure, but I think I fall down with him. There's a pool on the ground floor, exactly where the openings are. Please hit the pool. Please hit the pool! Nope. On the ground next to it. Still in the same building. A shoot out is taking place. I have an assault rifle, or a similarly big gun. At first I take cover underneath a desk in a cubicle while around me at least 2 people are shooting; 1 from my left, 1 from my right. I say people but they are not. I'm not sure what I should call them. Cartoonish entities. Eventually I myself am in the middle of it. I point my gun at 'someone' and can see through my scope that my aim is good. I'm shooting without using my scope though. A bit later or earlier I'm shooting at someone without using a scope, maybe because my gun doesn't have one. I have a long barrel though and it seems to be bend slightly cause all my shots deviate. I read an article yesterday evening about Syrian refugees and the influence of the Turkish mafia. Dream 2: FA? I woke up around maybe 2 in the morning for no apparent reason. After that I could hear noise coming from my housemate's room, which annoyed me as I tried to get back to sleep. I'm not even sure if that last part was a dream or not. I think not. Next thing I know I'm at Albert Heijn, a Dutch chain of supermarkets. I wake up (again?), thinking how silly it is that I was so annoyed by my housemate and not being able to fall asleep, while I was having a FA. Dream 3: Golf It's as if I'm looking at a commercial. One of my former highschool classmates is standing inside a clothing(?) store with a dark wooden floor. The kind that might still give you a splinter if you ran your fingers over it. He's starring in a commercial and they're shooting it right now. No surprise, he's a good looking guy. He gets asked to shoot a golfball at the mirror. I wonder if the owner of the shop is ok with this. Fragment: Isa I dreamt about a friend of mine, Isa. I'm not so sure what happened anymore. She has some stuff which may or may not be hers. At one point she makes haste to get away on her bicycle.
Notes: - By studying my most common dream signs (bears and thunderstorms), I was able to have a DILD, even if it was only for a few seconds. - I was able to fall asleep after this segment, but I returned non-lucid. Such a shame. [Plot 1 begins]: I'm in a forest, not unlike the picture below. To my right was a large building; a concrete apartment building, but it was some rich family's mansion for some reason. I was alone in the forest, moving parallel to the house, going over little knolls and hills and taking cover. I had in my hands an M14-like rifle in my hands, similar to the one pictured below. I took cover behind a little hill, and peeked over with my rifle. Suddenly, I felt an eerie sense of fear, and out of the edge of the forest 150 yards in front of me stumbles a huge grizzly bear. [ENTER LUCIDITY] I immediately recognized the fear and the bear as one of my dream signs, and suddenly became lucid. However, I could feel myself losing grasp on the dream in less than a second. I tried spinning, but I got tunnel vision and lost control. [Wake up; fall back asleep]: For once, I managed to land back in the same dream, but now the bears were trolls, so I didn't really recognize them and I lost my lucidity. The dream continued, but I've forgotten it now. [End plot 1]
Updated 10-11-2015 at 12:01 AM by 88754
Trying to get back into dreaming stuff. So im writing this a little bit late, but its better than not writing it at all. I find myself in some sort of futuristic building, with blue lights around me in tight hallways. I have a red and blue shot gun in my hands as I am in danger. Servitors from the game destiny, appear and tha map goes into lockdown, sounding alarms and closing certain path ways. I fight the servitors with my shotgun successfully and fight my way out into what looked to be a junkyard full of old metal and trash. when I walk out of the building, the exit is very tall and wide, and then a dragon appears at the exit after I have left and it sees me. I quickly run behind a pile of metal as it starts breathing fire outward towards me. I can see the flames shooting around the pile of metal I am hiding behind and I can feel the heat of the flames. I then wake.
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