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I was back at school and I was in line at the school cafeteria I wanted to eat chicken roti but I only had £2.50 and I needed £3 what a bump. I got the 50p from that guy and I then owed him 50p which I paid 2 days later. I was walking around with my friends it was home time and I walked past my old tutor then there was a rude ginger kid. I started walking home down the alley way.

This dream happened in October 2010.

I realised that I was dreaming but it wasn't lucid.

I was walking with my friend down the street around the park when I saw this girl who went to Saint Angela's Secondary and she was hot.

I tried a move and she rejected me. meh.

Then me and my friend walked around to a bank when 3 guys stole my hat and started throwing it around like it was piggie in the middle.

I got angry and started beating them up. There was a fat kid laughing and my mate that I was with choked him out, he was choking on his blood. LOL that fat kid made me laugh.

The other guys ran away and said they wanted to fight at 1am. So me and my mate got two more guys to make it 4 on 4.

We lined up against the other guys and ran at them I got one in a full mount,one of my other mates threw one through a window, and bin was used by my droogy and the friend I was with the first time went Muay Thai and kneed them into submission.

They ran away. It was awesome I knew I had to got to school so I woke up.

I think I had that dream becuase I wanted to have a street fight it remined me of A Clockwork Orange.

All I remember is some young kid about 16 was getting rude to me on a military space station. I felt like I was 20.

We all wore kind of stormtrooper/clonetrooper armour and the interior of the station looked a bit like the Death Star. I had many confrontations with this kid in the dream I wanted to beat him down so badly but I didnt want to get discharged.

The kid confronted me in the mess hall.

In the hangar.

And somewhere like a hallway.

My friends kept pulling me away.

so im in an airport minding my own business and i hear some commotion from somewhere. i look to see this kid (like 8 or 9) stealing the shoes (literally) off some helpless traveller. im shocked and i want to do something about it but the kid is getting away. hes already gotten outside but when he looks back into the airport through the glass walls i make eye contact with him and point to let him know this shit is unacceptable.

then (very much like last nights dream) shit hits the fan and i know this little gangster kid is going to beat the crap out of me. so...I RUN! another chase dream. so im running through this airport with this kid on my tail but my useless smoker lungs are holding me back and the kid catches up and he fucking stabbed me man! and it really hurt. up until now i had no idea how much real pain can be experienced in dreams.

at this point i black out and there some kind of game over screen. it looks like a close up of the metroid helmet (not sure if the image actually exists in the game, haven't actually played metroid) and i am re-spawned sitting on a bench in this strange stone maze. i can still feel the pain from the stabbing and i lift up my shirt to see three nasty looking stab wounds. touch them and become more and more aware of the pain in my internal organs.

i awake and still feel like ive just been stabbed and have to check my chest again hahahah

Well this was a productive morning. Sadly my dream recall was poor and I could literally feel my dream recall disapear upon waking up. This is the end part of the dream, but in whole was still only roughly 1/3 of the entire dream.

NOTE: I don't make these dreams "forum friendly," meaning I might reference things or people that you guys don't know, but I do. I write these in a way to spark memories for me when I re-read through them a year or so from now.



So I am currently on this mission that I fail to recall the purpose of. This mission required me to travel to various planets around the universe to perform some task. I currently am stopped on a foreign planet and am having a discussion with this man about borrowing his warship. He is nowhere close to being willing to provide it, so I end up using blackmail based on my mission status and a report sent about him which makes him change his mind.

He agrees to give me the ship for 1 to a max of 2 weeks. I pressure that I must have it for at least a month which he eventually reluctantly agrees to.

Next I am in the warship and have my team (of 4 or so) with me. The ship is longer than it is wide, not reflective at all (sorta greasy looking) and has a 'cluttered' look to it's hull. It also has long metalic legs that stick out the bottom for landing. It includes 'automatic' defenses that will target any enemy and avoid team mates, however at least one person is required inside the hull for it to be activated.

As we are hovering over the planet, I recall that there is something hostile on the planet. As we come in for a landing I look at the surroundings. It is somewhat dark, but I notice that the entire surface of the planet consists of cliffs, mountains, and steep ridges covered in huge pine trees and grass. I actually locate a ridge and pathway from a different dream, though I didn't realise it at the time. There are no flatspots in sight so we cruise until we find the only spot avaliable.

We land on an oval-shaped dirt patch in front of what appears to be my real house, but without the garage. We step outside and are instantly greeted by these tall women, more on the muscular side, and able to tear anyone limb from limb. Think of the people from the comic GG with the whiter hair that betrayed the main character (check attachment). Like them both in appearance and personality, only they later ride horses rather than giant spiders. They all looked similar, and yet I knew they were hostile. However before we could do anything they surround us and "befriend" us to take us into their base (that is my house). I know that they are planing gelactic conquest and have a means of mind control. Again, think of GG and the slayer wasps, only their method of gaining control was different.

They lead us into the house which opens into a small steel room with a staircase that goes downwards. This staircase leads into an identical replica of our basement and they lead us right where their leader is. We are supposedly supposed to have a "discussion," but I know that they will be using this special purple knife to cut us which gives them complete control over us. The control was where they could control your actions simply by mental thought, but your consciousness would be sitting in the background helpless.

I have an advantage of knowing their plan, but my team mates look oblivious. I casually start walking to the rear as they give me somewhat odd looks, then I dart up the stairs and outside again, somehow resulting with me stealing their knife. You know those nightmares where you are scared to look back because you know *something* is right behind you and about to grab you? This was just like that. I am trying to run, but merely holding the knife is influencing my body. It is close to impossible to focus and even move my feet. I am stumbling and my legs feel like lead and the world starts getting a little dizzy. I start feeling panicked as I hear them running up the stairs and think "Left, right, left, right" to get my legs in sync with my mind. I still struggle, but manage a half-run half-jog movement towards the ship. I know that if they catch me, I will instantly be turned into an unwilling slave and it makes me put all my effort into getting into the ship (who's defenses should turn on).

I can sense them right behind me about to grab me, I jump into the ship (which turns into the cab of my truck) and slam the door locking it with the knife on the seat, no longer affecting me. Right at that moment they attack the door, but the defenses turn on and I feel safe. Suddenly I realise they somehow disabled the defenses as they start slowing to a stop, so I hit the gas.

The ship is now my truck with a camper on the back. I start driving down what is now my driveway, and I turn left at the end then turn left again onto the main road. I look back and see two of them persuing on horses (much faster than should be possible). At this point I also notice a wild horse going the same direction but in the other lane. I see a police car coming at me on my lane just as I curve down and start going up a hill. I panick, thinking of the impending collision. However, as the police comes over the hill he is in the other lane and drives right through the horse as if it was a ghost. I think for a minute, "Well that is odd. My eyes must be playing tricks on me." Though as I look back the horse is still there trotting happily. I take the time to do a reality check and plug my nose. By now the scenery has changed away from my home and I am on a long stretch of road as the sun is coming up, with fields lying in both directions. The check works, but I do it a few times to make sure that I am not just holding my nose wrong. However, it confirms well and I think, "Ah, so I am still dreaming." I am surprisingly calm, with full realisation of the dream and logical thinking processes. The dream is decently vivid, close to real life (also in that you don't notice all senses at the time, like in real life) and I pull off at a gas-station store. I am still plagued with the "must get away!" urge, so I run inside. At this point I only remember pieces of the lucid dream, so I will combine them into one long explanation as if it was consistant. However much more happened, though not really important to the "plot."

I want to make doubly sure that I am dreaming, so I decide to do a quick check by trying to fly. I have always been able to have some measure of success with flying if I jumped up and tried flapping my arms down real hard to rocket me upward (which usually then results in effortless mosing about in the air). I do so, and sort of hover in the store a bit, not that effective, but enough to prove I am dreaming. I start yelling for my "dream guide," which I basically tie into the same as a physical appearence of my subconscious, and hear someone shout back, "In a bit! I'm busy!" I know quite well that my subconscious wants to avoid me in dreams, as I can directly effect it's "free will" by direct commands. At this point, the enemy bursts through the door and I run around to a different isle consisting of an employee in a black suit and tie stocking shelves. I am suddenly holding a bag of groceries, also consisting of the "knife" which has now turned into a shampoo bottle. I drop it off in front of an isle and run back a bit to try and get rid of the enemy. Think of a rectangular extension to the store with a wall 1/2 up to the tall cieling down the center, an isle on each side. The bag is now sitting in front of that wall. I think, "Well, I can try killing these guys to make them leave me alone" because I somehow knew that if they got ahold of me, they would take away my control of the dream. I know I don't have the dream control to beat them physically, so I think perhapse telekenisis will work. I try a tabble, then a chair, then a plate, with no luck whatsoever. Frustrated, I think of just willing them to explode or disapear. Again no dice. Frustrated, and with them mere feet from me, I jump up towards the cieling. The cieling was like a triangle shape with bars going across the base, so I grab a bar. I use my flying to keep me aloft as I use the bars to thrust myself towards the 1/2 wall isle and stand on top. They gasp in suprise, as I was struggling to even WALK a few minutes ago. I think, "Well screw this, I will just make a portal to Sceptre and see if I can find Lasé". I hover over to a high part of the wall, but struggle in finding a piece of wall big enough to draw a body-size portal (as there were shelves everywhere). I then think, "No wait, I need to talk to my dream guide so I can alter my lucidity rate, otherwise this will just be a rare lucid" With frustration I float back towards the corner a bit, thinking of how to get rid of the darn enemy.

They are standing right by the "knife", oblivious of it's existance, looking at me obviously thinking the same thing. I continue to think, "Well I can just give them the knife and betray my friends." I know they aren't real at this point, but I still feel bad nonetheless, and continue to struggle with the idea that it just isn't something I should do. Sorta like killing off a story character. However in the end I give them away. I sigh, and shout back at them, "Just take the friggin' knife! it is by your feet in that bag!" They look down with an "Oh! Really?" expression and shuffle through the bag, suddenly becoming my friends. I land on the floor and they are gone from my dream. I consciously think of how this lucid dream is lasting really long, and being stable the whole time. I again shout out, "Hey dream guide! Where are you?" I hear the same voice shout back again something like, "I'm still busy! Give me a minute!" I start following the voice and respond, "No, get over here!" and again hear "Busy! Busy!" I arrive at the voice which belongs to an older man in his late 60's, early 70's manning the cash register and a computer. I lean on the table and say, "No, we talk." He gives a reluctant sign and an "Ok, fine." expression. Before starting into the conversation, out of curiosity I first ask, "So, when is my next lucid scheduled?" He pulls up a list on his computer and searches for the current date. While he is doing this I notice some USB's on the wall and think, "Those would be useful in some way" in regards to my subconscious, but didn't think anything more of it until after I woke up. He speaks up, " Hm.... it looks like next saturday." Right when he finishes I wake up completely without warning. I try to chain, but it is too late in the morning (6:30am) and I am now lying wide awake.

I was sorta bummed I didn't really get to talk about the things that I wanted too, but if the guy really was my subconscious, and he was telling the truth, I should be able to finish it up on saturday. I am interested in seeing if I really will have one then.

EDIT: Well, Saturday came and went with no luck. BOOOOO! Oh well, I will just have to have a 'friendly' little chat with my subconscious next time around.

first fragmet:
I am in a stone maze. The walls are grey, I can see each individual brick. Shadows show where one brick ends and another begins. There is no ceiling. Three left tuns are available, but no right. I cannot see what i look like. The dream is in a first person point of view...
second fragment:
Still in maze... but now i have only one way to go. Through a tall reflective golden gate. The top row of stones arches over the speat tipped top of the gate. Can still see each individual stone. There is only sky on the outside of the gate... Still in first person...
third fragment:
I am now on the other side of the gate. I am at a marble dock. In every opening there is a ship with the same color scheme as the dock- white center, gold trim. There are no ropes, anchors, nor poles or tires to hold the ships or keep them from bumping the docks. All of the ships are the exact same. I turn to face the gate, which has closed and locked. As i turn i hear an ominus voice say something about Hell overrunning the earth. I can't tell exactly what the voice says...
fragment i don't know where to place:
A close up of two faces against the same sky background as the rest of the dream. the faces have the image quality and look of the final fantasy game Crystal Bearers. the face on my right is of a girl with bluish/purple hair, and eyes that look blue. the face on the left i cannot see well enough to describe...
Then i wake.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

2:40 GMT

Selling grandma’s house
I’m at my grandma’s house with my mom. It is completely empty and I’m telling my mom how I never before noticed the place is actually nice, when it’s empty – no longer crammed with furniture, it let’s light in and has lots of space. We’re doing a last tour to all rooms just to check if everything is ok. A lady is coming to see the house and then I realise it is for sale. I find a paper on the wall, near the fax machine (didn’t know there was one...) and I take it, just when my mom is opening the door to the lady.

Walking through memories
Walking by the neighbourhood of my childhood’s best friend. It looks under construction as it was then in the past and not as it looks nowadays. An old colleague from school is walking with me and we’re both going through our memories. From the end of this neighbourhood we pass into the backs of our old school. I recall it was the place for kids to make out and we do find a couple there half hidden by the grass and we smile. He also recalls some guys who did drugs also met on this place but that I never saw. As we keep going we pass by some gardened area where we used to run through on our physical education classes. But there’s a lot of new trees making the path a bit more dark than it used to be. I see some figures going down that path and I feel curious and go after them. My colleague is left behind.

Golden Buddhas
At the end of this path I find a building, the door is half open and there are people standing there, people arriving and trying to go inside and I peak and see lots of people sitting there. I see monks and realise it’s a Buddhist group listening to some teachings from their guru. I don’t recognize him and it all seems a bit fishy to me, but I try not to judge before knowing them, so I also try to find a seat. But just when I’m about to sit, it ends and the teacher gets up and heads to the exit. People are bowing down at his passage and I sneak outside where there is a table with some Buddhist relics and sacred objects for people to admire. I just get in there when they are scolding a lady who tried to steal some object by hiding it on her coat. Then I go back to the garden and no longer it looks dark but instead it is very bright and I see many many big golden Buddhas statues. Some are floating in the air above our heads and I pass under one and touch the lotus flower on which a Buddha is sitting. I get an amazing feeling I can’t really describe, like I’m floating on air or dissolving into the air.

Japanese artist
Then I see some Japanese banners waving with the wind and go check it out. I meet a girl who paints canvas and banners with traditional Japanese paintings. She is selling her work on some corner enclosed by hedges. Her cheaper painting costs 20 EUR. I tell her I love her work but I have no money with me. Then we start talking and I notice she is Japanese-looking although she tells she never actually been to Japan. I tell her I did and she says “How lucky of you!” I ask why she never been there and she says it’s the land of her ancestors and she plans to go one day, but she is always travelling everywhere but there. She tells me she even travelled on a Japanese boat with a Japanese crew once for some reason, but never put a foot in Japan. Then she tells me (and I see it through her eyes) about her adventures on that boat. The crew was all men and one day she entered some room where they were doing some heavy work and could not leave and she caught one or two peeing to bottles, because they could not even go to the toilet. She was so embarrassed and the men were laughing at her and tell her to come in. After a few days she was already so adapted and relaxed she even took some provocative pictures like one in which she was doing fellatio to some phallic shaped pipe.

6:00 GMT

A chase and goths
Inside some house, on what seems to be the office room. I m looking through the window and I see a couple. I recognize Sandra but don’t know the guy. For some reason they are coming inside the house looking for me and I want to hide, so I run to the toilet and lock myself there. They are trying to break in, so I escape through a window and go to the rooftop and from there I jump to the middle of a street. The street is filled with boxes and bags with groceries and I decide to hide behind it and pick up some food – some bread, juice and so on – to take with me, because apparently I’m planning to go on a long trip. But they come at the window and they see me. I run and I hide on some large building, like an abandoned slaughterhouse. They keep chasing me and I have to climb through some ropes and a few more stunts to get to a second floor. Here I find some offices and hide in one, trying to lock the door behind me. But some group of Goths come inside to do something. One guy in the group wants to help me so he makes me lay down on some kind of hospital bed that they take outside. I’m covered by a sheet, but I am totally sure this won’t work so I jump out of it and decide to just run. The gothic guy help me escape through a window. Outside there are stands – some kind of fair – with gothic, anime and fetishist stuff. But not all the Goths are willing to help me and some I encounter actually try to grab me, so I fly up.

8:00 GMT

More lucid meditation
Something made me feel horny in my dream and I decided to wake up and trying to use it with my BF. I had before talked to him and joked about trying to do it. So I wake up in my bed, he is by my side and I start ... you know... calling him into action. He is so surprised and I’m explaining to him that I’m bringing the horniness from a dream I was having, when I notice that something is not quite right and I realise I’m still dreaming. Then I’m left with the decision to either enjoy the lucid dream or to wake up for real and try again what I was trying to do before. But I didn’t care so much for the horniness anymore and I decided to stay dreaming and do my “homework”.
I cross a wall hoping to cross to some other dream scenario that is a nice place to meditate and I find myself on some porch. There are some kids playing nearby but in general looks good, so I sit down and start doing my visualization and repeating a mantra. It’s all going pretty well, for maybe a minute. I’m struggling not to be distracted by the kids who are now just by my side, when a third kid comes from my left and pinches me. I try not to react, but he tickles me and starts to really hurt me. I guess my “feel no pain” training is not yet 100% working. I am about to resort to violence and send some energy blast to knock them down, but I decide not to give in to that violence – it would totally ruin my efforts to calm down the mind and they would win! So I fly away to the rooftop of a huge tower nearby and decide to sit there, but the vicious kid is still after me. He climbs some metallic ladders on the side of the building to reach me and I detach it from the wall and he falls down what seems to be 100 floors. Now I’m going to sit calmly, but the tower starts to shake and swing and I am about to fall from it. Can’t stay there and so I fly down to some other rooftop and cross another wall in search of a new scenario. I pass by two or three places – a nightscape, some place with stones on the ground, etc – until I find myself in a very comfy room with dim lights, a girl sitting on the floor and another sitting on a sofa, very quiet. I ask them if I can stay there and meditate and they say “Sure! Can we join you?” Fantastic! So I also sit on the sofa and I do once again my visualization and repeat my mantras. This time I think I manage to hold it for a few minutes. Then dream starts to fade but I hold on and continue on it, this time sitting on the floor. In front of me, leaning against the wall, is a big rectangular mirror and I decide to meditate looking at it. I see my reflection. I’m dressed in beige trousers and top but with lots of skin showing. I look a bit chubby, but not ridiculously. It doesn’t disturb me. I keep repeating my mantras, visualizing the Buddha in my heart centre, radiating light and all goes well for a few more minutes. I notice through the reflection on the mirror that more people are coming inside the room and sitting on the floor. I almost wake up again, but when the dream is strong again I am now turned to the centre of the room and see this dozens of people sitting on cushions. They are all looking towards a lady guru at the end of the room. But she doesn’t inspire me confidence. She has a table full of crystals and she says “So, today we have someone special among us!” They all look at me. Then she adds “Not that you are not all special, but you know what I mean!” I have now stopped my meditation and think about leaving this place to but at same time I am curious to see what she is going to say next. She is coming in my direction with some necklace made with lots of different coloured crystals and then I notice my BF just appeared by my side and he’s looking at me like “What is this BS?” I smile and tell him we should leave. Since we’re just against the wall, we cross it and we’re outside in some garden. It’s raining. The garden is lovely, but then I see two rows of dog shelters and decide to check it out. I thought I would find big guard dogs but instead I find tiny cute pedigreed dogs. They are chained to their shelters and the shelters don’t protect them from the rain, so they are all wet and looking miserable. I feel they are there for the entertainment of rich people who own this place, but their care is totally neglected. I mean, they have food and shitty shelter, but they are totally sad, lonely and scared. I start with first little one, cuddling him and doing some reiki and he shows so much love and thankfulness. I cry. I want to do it to all of them, but they are so many! I feel the dream fading and I wish that all animals who are going through similar suffering may always feel loved and happy, no matter what circumstances they are. Then when I’m about to drop out from the dream I have a vision of the caretaker caught in a moment of truth confessing that he beats up the dogs whenever he takes food to tem. I comment with my BF how hideous is that people like him are always getting these jobs.

9:00 GMT

Arrrgh! All these fragments are driving me crazy! For some reason I can't seem to remember anything these last couple weeks.

Fragment: Hanger
Non-lucid
NonDream Dream Lucid

I was in some sort of Sci-Fi spaceship hanger. Everything is metal and plastic. There are stacks of crates all over and a large freighter to my right. I am wearing a spacesuit and have the helmet in my hand. I put it on top of a crate and sit down on another crate. Two guys come in after me and do the same. Then a kid (probably 11ish) comes in and puts his small helmet in the open visor of one of ours. I remember my view zooming in to show the helmet inside of another. I get the impression that we are laying low from an angry woman (Possibly a supervisor or a wife or something)
We are lounging around, talking and whatnot. One of the guys mentions reading a headline in the paper that talks about a scientist that was imprisoned or maybe executed for 'stealing' a part of the rocket engine he was working on. He was in charge of the part and was told not to let anything happen to it, so he took it with him, and apparently got caught with it outside the lab.
The kid is hanging around me asking me questions in German. I answer him back in German as well. After some time, he wants to play this word game in German of course. I tell him I don't want to play (I speak German, but haven't had to in years, so I don't think I'll be good at the game) He starts begging me, pleading "Bitte, Bitte" I keep telling him 'No' (English now) and after a little bit more of this the dream ends.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

00:00 GMT – sleep

Crossing Transylvania on the way between University classes
On a Portuguese class at the university. The teacher is (once again) my colleague Silva. I’m not paying attention, she notices and I have no shame in recognizing it. She scolds me but I say what matters is that I pass the exams. I’ve always been a nerdy student so all my colleagues are surprised with my attitude. I tell them the classes are quite pointless, that it is much more efficient to study at home, so I couldn’t care less.
I leave the class and outside I’m planning to go to my next class, which I think is biochemistry or similar and that one might be good to be there. As I cross the long building, I then realise it’s not on this area. To get to the other classroom I need to catch a train. I walk through a garden, I turn right and enter a gate (actually, the gate was closed and I flew over it) and then land on top of some stairs and enter a building, supposedly where I can get the train. It's all very 19th century looked-like, including the train itself and the people on board.
The funny thing is that this train has to pass through Transylvania (yeah, why not) before it takes students to the university precinct on destination. It crosses some really creepy and deserted areas, with mushy grey hills. There’s a couple sitting a few seats in front of me and the lady is holding a white cat on her lap, which starts hissing and scratching the window, looking terrified. The owners don’t see a thing outside but when I look to check I see a dark hideous creature, like a werewolf, with a devilish look in his eyes, watching the train passing by. Either there are several of them or the werewolf can disappear in thin air and reappear in another place, because I keep seeing it appearing, like following us. It gives me the creeps so I close the window shutters not to see it.
Then a kid comes to me and asks me if I have food. I say I almost have nothing to share and he gets angry. He says he is willing to pay a symbolic price, so I say he can go to a nice bakery on our destination stop, if he has money. But he keeps insisting, so I see on my bag what I have and decide to give him some bread I carry. I also have algae and mushrooms but I’m sure he is not into that. He grabs it and turns away, without a thank you. Weird, I think.

6:00 GMT – wake up

Thursday, August 19th, 2010
Had a dream about the whole world turning into man eating zombies except for me and a friend. Later we find a younger guy who hasnt been turned either. Turns out we were living on some type of giant spaceship and there were escape pods. So we get in and jump to hyperspace right before the whole ship self destructs.

Also i had a dream where i saw a major label band on live tv, they were lip synching to a recorded track. You could tell because their lips and hand movements wernt in time with the music. They were playing one of my band's songs and claiming it as their own.

Friday, September 17th, 2010
Im witness to a murder, someone sneaks into the house im sleeping in and kills the owner in the next room. They see me witness the act and i run for the door. Desperately trying to find my way out of the enclosed neignborhood i finally get free, but once i do im greeted by a nice lady who helps me up off the ground after i fall while climbing over the fence. I notice her nails were freashly done and then suddenly as if it were all scripted i figure out that she's the mystery killer through a bunch of connected clues and she is shocked that i figued out it was her.

Wednesday, September 22nd, 2010
There is a gunfight between some kind of swat team type police force wearing chineese straw hats and a group of thugs and outlaws wanting to vandalize and destroy a political figurehead's home for something he publicly said or done. I was in outlaw and thugs group. We broke into the estate and started smashing things and tearing the whole building down. The owner of the estate wasn't home at the time, but he had publicly said or done something to offend the group i was in soo much that we were out for blood. The police had advance warning of what we inteded to do and were waiting for us. Soon as we started shooting and destroying things they poped out of everywhere and started shooting back at us. We put up a good fight in the beginning but were out matched and out gunned. A smoke screen began to build from all the shooting that had been going on so i took the chance and tried to run away up the street, but i saw that they had the entire area surrounded and were rounding up anybody who tried to flee. so i headed over into a neighbors yard and laid down flat behind a wooden picket fence and watched while police searched for anyone who might be hiding. Apparently they had a list of everyone who was involved in the attack and wernt gonna stop looking until they were all arrested. I watched as one officer goes into the house accross from me and starts opening up cars and garages to try and find me. As she was getting closer to where i was hiding. our eyes met and a smirk ran across her face. I knew then that there was nothing i could do and that i was going to be going to jail for what i had done.
Her: " what are you doing down there "
Me: " oh nothing, just hiding out "
Her: " you wanna come out from under that fence? "
So I get up from laying on the ground just enough so that half of my face is exposed ( like wilson from the tv show home improvement ) We both were acting very calm and casual cause we both knew there was nothing i could do or say to get away from this situation. Just then a small kid came walking up to me with a lit cigarret in his hand asking me what i was up to. I told him he should put that cigarret out beacause he was too young to be smoking. Not wanting to be lectured by me he walked off.
Her: " Is your name ( cant remember )? "
Me: " What ?"
Her: " Is yourname ( cant remember ) ? Is that your name? ".
Me: ( thinking it sounds familiar ) " Yea, thats me. "
The name she had asked me about was not in fact my name. Truth is I've never heard that name before, but in the dream the name felt like it had been mine all my life. ( This isnt the first time where i had a vivid dream in which i assume the identity of someone else.
The lady cop puts me in a van with some other people arrested for being involved in the attack. We begin driving ( i assume to the jail house ) and its then that i begin to notice that some things dont make sense. American police officers dont wear chinese straw hats. Some of the landmarks and buildings and statues I see while in the van made me think that this wasnt even america at all, so i ask the driver " what country are we in?" to which she sais the name of a country ive never heard of. I then realize that this could all be a dream and if it is, to just ride it out and dont worry about anything. It's just going to be an experience so enjoy it. Right when i said that to myself my alarm clock went off and i woke up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

I have been sick, which totally knocked out my dream recollection for almost a week. Then I had to travel to Belgium and slowly recovered my dreams but had no possibility to write them down on dreamviews. Still, I have a lot to tell: I accomplished the monthly tasks of September, among other personal achievements. Will try to publish these past 10 days' dreams in slots, not to spam the DJ page.


23:45 GMT – Sleep

Body-guarding
I save a lady twice. First someone puts her on a truck over some train tracks and I just get her out at the last minute. Later we’re on a boat and I see a guy approaching her with a gun on his hand. He’s someone she knows and she trust him but I sound the alarm and just avert another murder attempt.

Incinerating a landscape
I’m hovering some natural landscape with a big lake or sea and there’s some nasty stuff contaminating the waters. I’m shooting beams from my hands into land and water that blow up the whole thing. I see it catching fire, feel very disturbed with this destruction but I know that it’s for a greater good.

5:30 GMT

Burning attachments
My house was on top of some cliff and there was really bad storm going on, landslides and so on. The house broke into pieces, little by little and we lost everything. First I cried for the loss, but then I focused on the fact that we (me and family) were still alive and that was the most precious possession, so I started feeling this comfy feeling of peace of mind and liberation.
I walk to a nearby house that is still standing, with the few possessions I managed to rescue and inside I find this guy watching TV as if nothing happened. I feel he is responsible for what happened, I ask him why and despite already having felt inner peace, right now I feel an anger arising and I attack him. He is totally unaffected as if my punches don’t even touch him. At the same time I feel this mix of anger and attraction to him. He finally speaks and with much sorrow in his eyes he says my pain and anger are destroying him and then he transforms into a kind of androgynous fairy in dark clothes which slowly freezes like a block of ice. I realise my anger is killing him and I then feel compassion and love and slowly it unfreezes from that state. I then feel immerse in a sea of loving kindness and detachment, I transform. I now have a helmet and flamethrowers in my hands and with a bizarre floating dance, we both throw fire at the rest of this house and possessions saved and feel totally liberated as I watch them burn.

6:30 GMT

Artistic kid
I see these amazing drawings of a kid – he makes beautiful nudes – and I want to know more about him. Then I see his life from above (as a movie) and see him in highschool, hanging around with his friends. Nothing really interesting, he’s just a kid with talent – and I think, there are so many out there!

Harassment
I am taking a shower at my mom’s place and as I come out of the bathtub my uncle C. enters the bathroom. I feel a bit surprised and upset, I just had time to pull a towel and cover myself. What is he doing here? He is wearing a monk’s robes but he is also hitting on me. I try to avoid him but it’s not easy, he corners me. Luckily my aunt also comes and gives me an opportunity to escape. Then there’s a shift in the dream. I pass into a city landscape and think I’m now in another dream and got rid of him, but he followed me here. He is just behind me, trying to catch me again but by then I am lucid and decide to fly away to leave him behind. I fly a little bit and see this gorgeous cityscape – really lovely, large sidewalks, monumental buildings and bridges, a long garden with red flower carpet. As I hover the flower carpet I lose the dream and wake up.

7:45 GMT – wake up

PART 1 - CF AND PAP

I'm with CF (an internet personality that I know of but have not spoken to), and some guy - tall, athletic, "alpha" stereotype... reminds me of a friend of a friend, Pap.

We're at "their" place at some points, or at my current residence at others - that whole weird dream merging effect.

At one point CF asks me to tell them something about them self. I respond that, "it would only be a guess... well, like, an educated guess."

They seem stumped and say they'll "have to think about that one."

There was a lot more but I can't remember...

ANALYSIS

I have no idea what would trigger the thought of CF. Haven't viewed their content or thought of them in a long time.

This scenario seemed like the stereotypical jock vs deep guy cliche.

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PART 2 - LOOKING AFTER KID

I walk into my kitchen, expecting everything to be normal, but find this kid there - about 8 years old, boy, brown hair.

They're throwing a paper plane around (the nose is bent from crashing into things) and generally being a spazz.

I get the impression they have some high expectations of me because my brother has told them about me in an exaggerated way.

I ask where their parents are.

ANALYSIS

This may have been triggered by a kid who was spazzing at work. They didn't have a paper plane, but they were generally being loud and running about.

A manager at work, Mar, knew them somehow and tried to calm them down. I'd kind of acclimated to their noise and it faded into the background, I remember how quiet it suddenly seemed when they finally stopped.

Maybe when things "fade into the background," they're more likely to leave an impression on the subconscious? Maybe.

I walk into a grocery store, and there is a person in all black by the door after I enter. He was wearing a black shirt that said "Free Alpha Wolf and Beta Wolf." I kept walking, and started thinking to myself how weird it was that the person was wearing that shirt.

Then I thought to myself, well, maybe I am dreaming? So I do an RC at the sign where it says "bathrooms." I looked away and looked back, and the sign turned into the letter "m". Looked away and looked back and it turned into symbols. I also noticed when I looked down I didn't have any pants on, just boxers.

"Holy shit, I am dreaming!"

I remember thinking to myself how real it felt, and it was very, very vivid. I decide to try and relax and to explore my environment for a while before I decided to do a transformation. So, I walk into the bathroom and start to look around.

As I am heading down this hallway, the weight of the entire dream shifted to one side. Then right as I gained my balance and got up, the weight shifted to the other side. All of a sudden I started freaking out. For some reason I figured that while I was in this dream, I was in my car driving, and that was why my weight started to shift from side to side in my dream.

I wanted to wake up, I started trying to force myself to wake up by any means possible. I was yelling and punching the mirror, but that only seemed to make things clearer and more lucid ironically. It was a weird feeling, because I never wanted to get out of a lucid before this, and it felt like I was genuinely stuck in the dream world.

I decided to just relax and calm down. I figured if I was stuck in a lucid dream, might as well take advantage of it. So, I continued down the hall way looking around.

When I turn the corner, I see that it is a guys dressing room for like a gym. I recognized some of the faces, and it was a little awkward.

"This has got to change." I said out loud to myself, "The next corner I turn, this dressing room will turn into a ladies dressing room."

Sure enough, around the next bend the room was filled up with extremely attractive women getting dressed and undressed.

I said out loud, "Now this is more like it."

starting to feel a tad perverted, I decided to leave it behind and continue on to explore. On the wall of the ladies dressing room was a hand dryer with some words on it,and I decided to make another reality check with it. I looked away and looked at it again. The words above the dryer then turned into some symbols. Did it again, the words turned into letters in no particular order. I finally did it one more time and the words spelled out "droy dinosaurs."
I thought it was hilarious so I crept closer to the words and made a mental note to make sure and remember it to write in my dream journal when I woke up.

I think that making this mental note actually kick-started me into waking up. I started to feel my body in my bed, and I completely forgot to recover it by spinning or rubbing my hands.

Note: Finally! Didn't end up doing what I really wanted in the dream, but at least it is an end of a dry spell for me.