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15th January 2021

Dream:

I am delivering a Borderlands mission. The UI is like BL1 but I'm not actually in one of the games from the series. I can choose between two legendary rewards. One is a sniper and the other a grenade launcher. I check for some kind of extra stats which are supposed to appear in blue; the grenade launchers' tooltip is greatly expanded and there's something about it having a unique ability which allows summoning one of five vehicles of choice.

I'm what looks like either a warehouse district or an airbase/military base. Mom and dad are here and some other people I don't recall, too. H is nearby?

Anyway, I decide to summon one of the vehicles. It's a very Metal Slug-esque tank and it has a somewhat shiny panelling, either red or grey.

Skipping ahead a bit. In an abandoned, disused or ruined area. I go through some dark tunnel and fighting stuff happens. Then an interaction with some character makes me reveal that it had been some kind of theme park, long ago (I surprise myself?).

There is what looks like giant heads of an extremely realistic-looking horse and a canid of some sort. Their mouths or lips move about, but as if swaying with no control. I think about it a little bit and conclude it's the wind. We are near the coast. It's sunny but sunset-like and looks like a scene off DSII; the lips of the animal heads look ripped, like they're made of leather or some kind of heavy duty material chosen to be close enough to real textures.

I think some part of me thinks about drawing.

There is to be a performance at school. I have all the videos required ready but find they are dubbed incorrectly. It will take to much time I say to do mine and defer to another class and let them take what glory there is. The head is surprised.
Leaving the social occasion, I am given a sliced loaf of bread the size of a large sports bag, to carry back. I'm told to look after it. Disgruntled I try and drop it off at an office along a long glassed corridor but take a wrong turning ending up going through a shopping precinct.
At a bus terminus I am getting pissed off carrying the bag in the hot sun. I can't be bothered to run for a bus that turns up and watch as it pulls out onto the road. I trudge on and get to a place off the road where there its lots of rubble and some kids. I am angry and decide to do the opposite of what I should. I use my powers to drop kick the bag into oblivion, it sails off into the blue sky.

Something to do with me working on a small private space station. A spacecraft arrived with two scientists on board that were eager to return to earth with valuable scientific data and samples from other planets. The president (Yes, Barack Obama) was also on-board.

Ground control told me that I had to make getting the president home my first priority. There were only three seats in the return pod, so I couldn't fit both scientists. I asked if they could just go down the three of them and I could wait in orbit, but they stated that was probably a bad idea because I was the only pilot on the team.

I eventually flew the president and one of scientists down, and when I got on the ground I saw that they were already preparing a return mission for the other scientist. They had this big parade celebrating the presidents successful return from space.

The mayor of our town had to give a speech about me and Obama. Then his head fell off. I caught it. He apologized to everyone present saying that this just happens sometimes (he had some sort of health problem), and politely asked me if I would place it back onto his body. I did and he continued giving this speech. But it was having problems staying attached. He kept having to nudge it with one hand to keep it from falling off again.

I became lucid as I realized how ridiculous of a health problem this was. But I woke up. Goddang layer 1's


I was walking around a large supermarket/store. Wal-mart or Target vibes here. One of the aisles was labeled 'For caveman mode, go here' or something. I recognized 'Caveman Mode' as a lucid dreaming term sometimes used here on the site and became partially lucid but fell out of it before I could grasp that I was dreaming.

Some lady bumped into me, and I started to wake up, but found that I was still clinging to the dream. I was between being in bed and being in the store. I then realized that I was lucid and that I could use this. I began aggressively stabilizing my walking around the store.

I went to the freezer aisle and opened the door. Cold air hit me in the face, grounding me further to the dream. I then walked to the front of the store, walked out the door and formally announced to myself that I was completely in the dream.

Then lucid auto pilot kicked in and I decided to look for Manei. I looked around and saw a brick post out the front of the store.

"Er... okay, let's say that Manei is behind that post."

I walked around to the side and saw a blonde girl. She was topless and looked really confused to be here. She started trying to talk to but nothing was coming out of her mouth. I ignored her and decided that if Manei wasn't going to show up, I should just fly.

I looked up. It was foggy/overcast kind of day, no good for flying unless I could get above the clouds. Some teenager mocked me for staring at the sky like a 'retarded moron', only to eat his words when I lifted into the air on a column of flame.

I started to spin out of control before I could get more than a few stories off the ground. I then looked over and saw Manei. Or part of her, she seemed to be having difficulties anchoring herself to the dream, glitching in and out of existence every few seconds. Her movement seemed to be glitching too, she seemed to acquire random velocity out of nowhere.

At one point she manifested right in front of me and then shot off in front of me tumbling through the air at about a hundred miles per hour. She disappeared in the fog and then shot back and struck me, knocking me off of my flying jets. As I tumbled through the air, I saw a random old lady in the parking lot of the story reach out her arms to catch me. I managed to orient myself and lower myself gently in front of her.

I thanked her for trying to catch me, but told her that I had this handled. I was getting ready to fly off again when I woke up.

I worked in a very fancy pastry shop. The walls were sort of a pastel red and there was lots of gold trim. Lots of sunlight streamed through the large front windows. The shop was owned by a guy I know. He had a big hole in his forehead, about the size of a lemon. It went all the way down to his brain. There was a Wes Anderson museum a few doors down to the left of the shop, and I was excited about getting off work and visiting it.

I am visiting my friend T's house, which is way too sitcom-looking. In this world, he is apparently a costumed superhero, and he is freaking out because he thinks someone will discover his secret identity (Paranoia is definitely his thing in real life). So we go through his house to process "evidence" of his secret life:

• First bit of evidence is, somehow, leftover meat in a casserole dish (lol, what?), which my advice is to not leave that shit out or it'll spoil. That settles T down a little.
• Second bit of evidence is a board game that's titled something ridiculous like "I'm Secretly a Crime Fighter" (lolol, whaaat?), in which Dream Me rationalizes something like owning a Monopoly board doesn't make me a tycoon. Wise words, Dream Me. Wise words.
• Third piece of evidence is the severed human head of a criminal he has in his freezer (lolololol, wh-- *record scratch* wait, what?). Apparently, Dream Me already knows about this; as T is opening up his freezer, I tell him I don't need to see it, just don't keep it in your freezer anymore. I also Dream Know that T kept the head in a plastic bag.

So now, my subconscious gets a conscience (ha! ...too soon after talking about freezer remains. I got ahead of myself), and it took form of an argument between Cartman and Kyle Broflovski about morals.

Then shit got REALLY weird.

My view zooms in to Kyle's face, to the point I can see the individual pimples. The pimples, who talk in Al Gore voice, are conferring with one another to stop their host body because his morals are being swayed. So now, the pimple choose to infiltate Kyle's mind, which resembles a blue room with a computer on the floor.

Two pimple-people (hehe), a male and female dressed in tight black outfits and harnesses like rejects from a Mission Impossible remake, has snuck in, and are attempting to upload a virus into the computer/Kyle's mind. But Kyle's consciousness materializes inside himself to stop them; first, he stomps on the head of the pimple-man (symbolism alert -- also, what is up with me and head violence that night?), then pokes a hole with his fingers in the pimple-woman's side, causing her to deflate like a balloon before she could hit the "Enter" key. Mind-Kyle looks over her while she says something to appeal to him -- it seems to work, because Kyle hits the "Enter" key himself to upload the virus. The dream fades before I can find out what happens next.

Note: There was, at one point in all this, a screen where I'm equipping items to slots like I'm playing an Flash RPG game, and having trouble deciding whether getting the bonus in X is better than the other. But I'm not sure/remember where THAT little scene fit in. I dream in video game way, way too much,

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am part of an expedition which found some amazing old ruins on a cave. Some of the men turn against me and a trusted friend and want me to find and give them some artefact which can control that place. I do not cooperate and they start shooting. I hide behind a vertical metallic sarcophagus and as I avoid the bullets, I recognize the carved shapes on the sarcophagus as instructions to activate some mechanism to get the artifact. I need to put back in it the head of the person whose body was originally inside it, but where is the head? With the shooting, there is some collapse of the cave, which opens a line to an area of plants in which I take cover. In the middle of the plants are several mummified heads. I find the right one, which belonged to some king. I take it and put it inside the sarcophagus. In exchange, from a hidden door in the sarcophagus comes a mirror, surrounded by pearls. I hide it in my clothes and I run to an exit. Meanwhile the shooting continues and they found a way through the debris to me. Now the cave is really collapsing and as I run towards the exit, I see secret chambers with treasures opening up. I still have time to pick up another jewel, a necklace with a pendent, which is on a pedestal at the entrance of a chamber. And I escape.
In the nearest town, my friend, whom I thought had died, surprises me and tells me the bad guys are still after us and his plan to go away. But it's too late, we're surrounded by them and they tell me to hand over the necklace, which they saw me taking and think is the artefact they want. I pretend I don't want to but then give it to them and they go away all happy. Then I tell my friend they took the wrong thing and he smiles.

Tagline for a Metier

I was standing at medium sized red pick-up truck. It sat up high with a lift kit, it had roll bars, and the engine was in the bed. I read on some part of the engine where the owner had affixed some kind of sticker or embossed right on the engine block this tagline: "Unfortunately, nothing NO2 occurs before a gas line."

I had a hard time reading it, but when I did, it was in plain English.

A Colorful Death

Some guy was seemingly just going about a typical day, but something happened. I don't really remember the circumstances. What I do remember is that it was like the Nightmare on Elm Street III in 3D. The guy was dreaming, he died in his dream, and so he died in real life.

He died in his dream, which may have been more symbolic--that is, it may have simply been that he died in his dream story, but as I watched him in his own dream, I never saw him die.

After I watched him in his dream sequence, my view turned to his actual bed. It was pristine white and didn't have any covers. There may have been a top white sheet pushed towards the foot of the bed. Then a head appeared and rolled just a bit. His dream death equated to a decapitation in real life, but without a body.

The white bed was like a canvas, and a rainbow of color appeared on the bed. It was a rather striking contrast to the head.

The dream starts off in my old middle school, I ask my teacher ms. Mcgaw if I can let the students waiting outside in. She says that I can, so I open the door to the classroom and wave them all in.
The classroom has a smart board in the middle of the room and bleachers set up near the door. All of the students find a seat, and I happen to sit next to a pair of cymbals.
(I happen to be a percussionist in real life so this is probably where the cymbals came from)
A African American teacher, looks to be in his forties or fifties walks into the room and begins to teach. He is talking about teen couples that have babies in high school.
I forget the names of the couple who he was mainly focusing on though. As he is speaking my leg whips out and accidentally knock over the cymbals causing a barrage of sound.
Even as I pick the cymbals up and place them back onto the bleachers, they are still making a ringing noise. The noise then stops completely and the man resumes teaching.
After a passage of time the ringing noise appears. The man stops teaching one again and speaks to me.
"Maybe you should go to the main office and get some headphone for those," he suggests.
The dream ends with a view of the main office.

I dreamed I was in F. F. in the bedroom of my grandparents.
He had come from a all-night stand (work or play, I do not know), and needed to sleep.
There was a lot of people in the bedroom, my mother, my grandmother and my father.
I sent everyone away so i could get some sleep.

After sleeping a while, i got out of the house. It was night time again. I walked for a while and stopped near a water fountain. I lay down on the grass that surrounds the fountain.
Herein comes G , T (peaceful-looking) and M and ask me what I was doing there. Suddenly there is more people around us, some of them are my acquaintances, others i don´t know.We are all having a party near a hot dog stand.
I was talking with Omnio.

I asked him if there was a way to speak between all network operators through messaging, and he replied:
"Yes, there is...it´s called mobile Messenger... in America."
As he was speaking, he was messing with a Nokia phone.

After I talk to him, I laid my blackberry touchscreen over a hood of a jeep and started talking to someone, I do not remember who.

A gang member approached me, and gave me a friendly punch in the right leg.

M begins to speak with him in Creole, and after talking to him, M turns to me and and says:

"Well, let's take a walk? This guy´s gang just want to get in trouble with us, and I don´t feel like it tonight. "

As the gang member steps away from us, the turns to M and says:

"You bounce, only when you´re with your friends!"

Me, T and M go for a walk through what appears to be narrow and old big city streets.
When we return to the hot dog stand, we saw a crowd in front of us...it was a riot! Two factions against each other. Our friends against the gang from the guy to whom M spoke.
One of our friends saw M, and said to him:
"Come, come, let us beat the hell out of them!"

M began to run towards the enemy faction.

The crowd grabbed him and I saw his arm disappearing into the crowd.
T and I started to "smash heads" to see if we could rescue M.
I grabbed a long black hair guy (looked like a typical heavy metal fan) that was grabbing the arm of M and started kicking and biting the arm of that guy. I pushed his hair until a little bit of the scalp of his head came out...he let M go.

I started to feel an electrical vibration through my body, and i teared his skull apart with my bare hands, i felt pieces of flesh from his scalp between my hands...my hands were covered in blood.
Before he died he said:

"This must be the new way to enjoy this scene."

The whole scene happened to the sound of Deftones - Back to School.

Only I could hear the music.

(I swear I am not christian and yet I have these dreams)

My Father's House

I was walking along a sandy shore near a cliff with a group of people. A tall mound of Sand began to blow away revealing I GIANT Jesus buried in the sand. If you've ever seen there Harry Potter movie where you see the one giant... he was that big. The sand blew away just below his torso and I saw him mounted on a cross. His head was hung low and I saw his head gushing with blood where he wore a crown of thorns. Then The King of the Jews rose his head and looked at me. When he spoke his voice sounded as if it was both human and godly. I was terrified. He said to me, "I am now going to my Father's house. Won't you, my son, come with me?"

Suddenly he was no longer there but in his place, was a slow witted giant in shackles. Children were running under him playing a game to avoid his fists smashing into them. I also participated in this game.

KEY: Dream Lucid

Tanks Dream
I was running around with my friend and we were like inside of some game. It was in a big open desertlike place. I don't remember much but I do remember me and my friend saw a tank so I picked up a rocket lancher and shot it. I thought it was destroyed but it takes 2 shots to destroy it. Then I looked around for a new launcher cause mine was out of ammo. I looked, and realy far away, I saw one. *Don't remember what happened next.*

Naruto Dream
I was watching a commercial that was aying something about how Naruto is back. They showed a bunch of fight scenest, but there was a guy on a throne who had like a katana on his head and was fighting something off by smashing his head into whatever was attacking him. (There is no guy like that and his sword was backwards so it was not the sharp side he was hitting with.)

Rare Coins Found

I was floating down a large creek in a boat with a few other people I don't see the boat or the people. A lot of my dreams are like that.

Someone mentions that someone gave a person named Oro (gold in Spanish) some silver...or something like that. I thought that was odd. Then we past some rocks. There were coins spilled all over the place.

I looked at a nickel and saw it was a war nickel (in waking life minted 1942 to 1945, 40% silver with a large mint mark above the Monticello). I saw the S above the Monticello, so I said, "Hey, a war nickel!" On closer inspection I noticed that all the coins were silver, and many were very rare, special pieces. It was a treasure!...but it wasn't ours!

We started picking up as many as we could. I filled to sport-coat pockets full, and of course I filled my mouth with them

Dream skip: We are all in a building and I get the feeling someone suspects we found the coins. I try not to look suspicious. I can't talk obviously or I'm busted. Someone asked why I have my hands in my pockets. I look like, "Whatever. I'm just walking around."

I tell someone about the coins in my mouth and he says, "Just take an aspirin." He was no help!

That's all I remember.

A Brush with an OGF

I was with a girl who used to torture me in waking life. I put my hand on her shoulder and very slowly inched towards her breast. She let me and I felt very relieved, but I never actually got to touch her. I just know that in my dream, the point was that she let me. It was like a dream saying, "Yada yada" right at the good part.

Anyway, then she was across the table and I couldn't be close to her. A sweet, sweet beauty but so, so cold! That's the way she always treated me in waking life and that was the end of that dream.

HUGE Tatooed Construction Workers

I was in a strange house. I looked out a window and saw a huge construction vehicle. It was like something you see on a PBS special about huge vehicles that you never get to see in waking life. I was amazed.

There were guys lined up on the ground all...doing something...at the side of the vehicle. They were like 7 foot tall body builders, all tattooed, every last one of them. I saw their builds. Just as in waking like, they had different body types, and I just looked down the line, amazed at how someone got a special crew of monster sized people. They must have been working on a very special project.

I kept going down the line until there was another truck. This truck was smaller, and had smaller guys, but I was thinking that if it weren't for those huge guys, these guys would all look pretty big to me.

Then there was a guy in a bobcat driving on top of two construction vehicles. He needed to be up hi for some reason, but what a ridiculous balancing act.

The End

Strange Movie Set

I was on some kind of movie set. A scene was acted out where a guy lost his head. I forget how he lost it, but when he was supposed to lose his head, he would press a button on his neck and his head would pop off.

His head was separate from his body, talking, asking if they should do the scene over where his head is cut off with a sword instead of however he lost it the first time.

The End

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I dreamt I'm visiting a foreign town far away. I vaguely remember driving up with a friend or two, though I'm not sure exactly who. When we arrive I learn that there is a strict curfew rule enforced by the "adults" who all appear to be scholarly women and men with 18th century facial hair styles and demeanor. They ring a bell and promptly close the doors shutting everyone inside.

One night, a friend and myself decided we had better plans for the night and, instead of going inside when the bell tolls, pose as "adults" and walk the streets. We wander the town to the outskirts search for a gas station where I have a run in with a man who knows me not to be an "adult." He makes passive threats to me, asking if I can run to a building in the distance faster than him in a less-than benevolent tone. I'm frightened, but pass it off and continue walking.

My companion has now assumed the spirit of my girlfriend in real life. At one point I remember holding hands. She has visited the town many times before and maybe even had lived here in here childhood for many years. She points out a bed of cushion and tarp which, she says, is used for dancing on. At that moment, I living severed head walking on crunches comes over the to tarp and begins to dance for us. Afterward, we're greeted by a man who is giving "free" things in return for our mailing address. He offers us an Xbox 360, but I tell him I'd rather fill out the one for free chicken wings. My girlfriend ends up filling both of them out.

Next, we're back in the town center were we first started. The place now reminds me of a college campus than it does a small town. The bell rings again, signaling the beginning of curfew. As the "adults" are ringing the bell a woman in man-made wings, designed to look like a butterfly wing and a sparrow wing, flaps her way to the top of the building. She perches and then takes off through the roof like it isn't there. Her wings are exceedingly more vibrant and magnificent on the other side. I soon realize it is merely a trick caused by the reflection of the water.

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dream, lucid

I was in a Persian desert close to a city. There was a huge old tent and there was me, mr potato head, and some other characters around it. There were red fabrics with a few black flames on them with writing as to where you would go if you walked through it. We went underwater, and in the desert. The desert marquee had little circle faces like biscuits along it's border. As I saw them I thought "wait, this would NEVER happen- I'm dreaming!" with this, I told myself the other characters wouldn't follow me anymore, and they didn't. I began walking into the city.

Once I was walking through the city (it was a cross between Israel and Sydney) I noticed a 2story run down building in which Marycarmen was sitting in, puffy-eyed as if she had been crying.
"what's the matter?"
"my friends haven't been talking to me, because they think I've been messing around with John. They're on the floor below me".
With that John walked up from behind me and sat down next to me, also puffy eyed. I looked at the 2 school desks near the window and told John to hold my ankles, as I tried to smash the downstairs window by leaning out n swinging the table. I missed with the first one, to which John laughed, and then missed with the second one. I then pulled the school-like window out of the frame and managed to push the other window almost all the way out.

Throughout looking at the city and the desert tent, I kept looking closely at objects to see their detail to make it last longer, but it was still very very short.


ADDED At 12:06pm-
I remembered being slightly skeptical about whether or not I was dreaming (even tho I was with mr potato head :/) because I used the RC of closing my eyes to check whether I could see, and I couldn't. So I then pinched myself and it didn't hurt, so I went off that RC to assume I was in a dream

At the apartment. Emptying rubbish bin. Organics go on the green grass lawn. A woman's head goes into the pond. A boat is about to run over the head. A small boat with one of the maintenance crew sail towards the head. I move it out of the way.