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Dream - Lucid

I was at someone else's house, though I'm not sure whose. I was in a bedroom. Then, I was in the bathroom, and my brother was in the shower. The shower was disgusting. The walls and floor were made out of these big, silver metal tiles. They were covered in grime and rust. Every time the water would hit the tiles, it would temporarily wash the grime off, but it would immediately rust over and be gross again only seconds later. Blech.

Then, after my brother got out, I decided to try to clean them. I used a hose from somewhere else instead of the shower water. It was working! I showed someone, maybe my mom.

I then saw my grandpa walking around. IWL, he died a few months ago. In the dream, I knew this as well. I was thinking that he wasn't real, or he was confused and still thought he was alive. I then pictured a cartoon, caricatured version of him.

Other things happened in this dream, but I can't recall them all right now.

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I was trying out for a part in some Star Trek-like TV series. I was a co-pilot on a starship with Neil deGrasse Tyson (fux yeah!). The scene was that someone would come onto the bridge and attack us. I had to outsmart the attacker and save us. The attacker was also trying out for the same part. Whether or not I outsmarted them, or vice-versa, determined who got the part. I did this the first time around, outsmarting an alien attacker. Then, the second person came, and she outsmarted me. The audition had barely started, and I knew it was over when I saw her immediately. She had thought of something that the other person didn't think of. I think she came in from another entrance. When I knew I was done for, right as I heard gunfire, I said
"I'm dead."

I was disappointed, but happy for the lady who got the part. She looked very familiar. She was a short, black kind of stout woman. Then, it hit me. I asked someone
"Is that Dr. Bailey from Grey's Anatomy??"
They said yes.
I was looking forward to watching the series. I then "remembered" seeing her on the series. It was like the series had already happened, and I had already seen her in it. She looked a bit different in this TV show than in Grey's.

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Dallas and I were driving through what was supposed to be my old neighborhood in my old town. We were going to my old house. The houses in the neighborhood were all huge, like mansions. I told Dallas
"My house isn't this big."
He replied saying that he wasn't so sure about that, that he'd heard about my room. I then knew he was talking about my room being a basement. I pictured a stone walkway into a doorway that led to my underground room (did not have such a thing IWL).

We kept driving through the neighborhood, and the houses were getting bigger. One of the houses looked more like a motel than a house. I pointed that one out to Dallas. Some of them looked like they were cross-sectioned, like they were doll houses. Some looked like shadow boxes.



I remember one of the shadow box houses looked like it was a deep purple. It had things inside of it too, like the picture, though I can't remember what specifically.

I then remember being at the house with Dallas. We were in my room. It looked more like the guest room that was in that house in IWL.

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I was talking to Dallas, trying to remember if an event really happened or not. I "remembered" back when I worked at the coffee shop, Kacey and I had won tickets to go to this coffee workshop thing, and also tickets to go to the moon. I knew the coffee workshop thing really happened, but I just wasn't so sure about the moon. I could "remember" being on the moon, experiencing zero gravity, but it didn't seem like a real memory. Dallas said that I had said that I had really gone, but I had some major doubts about it. I didn't think Kacey went with me to the moon either, even though she had won a ticket as well.

I then was "remembering" being in a parking lot at dusk, walking around, when I saw something that looked like a mixture between a car and a kiosk. It had no front wheels and seemed to be attached to the ground. It was a shiny, silver metallic color and looked very futuristic. Outside of it was what looked like a parking meter, or something you'd put change in. It's really hard to explain this. I did not understand what it was in the dream. At first, I thought it was a futuristic car, but I noticed its lack of front wheels, and the fact that it was attached to the ground. I kept walking and saw another one not far behind it. I then remembered that it had something to do with the moon, something about training maybe? I can't recall for sure.

I was then in a classroom, talking to a teacher who was sitting at their desk. There was another person or two there with me. I was wearing my cat ears for some reason. The desk was across from the front door, which was open. Another teacher walked by that looked like Mr. Marlatt, an AP English teacher from my high school. He stopped and gave us a funny look. He had no idea who we were. He then left, and I joked about what he could have been thinking, saying something like
"Who's that fool in the cat ears?"
I then took them off, but put them back on. I love my cat ears.

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Very fragmented sleep last night, but at the same time, I slept better than I have in awhile. It was much needed. Lots of interesting dreams too. It seems that lately, I've been dreaming about "remembering" alternate pasts, events, false memories, or whatever.

Alright ill start out with my first dream that I can remember, I was at this trailer park in the middle of this huge grassland area, and around the grassland area it was engulfed in those weird african trees with the huge base at the bottom. Anyways I was going into this double wide with my best friend from back home and the double wide turned into a restaurant. Well more like a sit down fast food joint, there were no doors and you could see clearly outside of the restaurant. I went up to the front counter to give the owner of the restaurant a ticket for a free burger. When I got the burger and ate it I ended up falling asleep or losing consciousness in my dream and woke up on a mattress on the restaurant floor, my buddy and my brother were standing above me trying to help me regain focus.

And thats when I went into another dream where I was a person from this TV show called "Weeds". I was now Shane from "Weeds" and I was walking around this mansion looking for something to eat, the whole time thinking there was something ominous watching me. I couldn't find anyone in this complex maze until I found the fridge! I went to the fridge and was distracted because how the mansion was set up, you could see what looked like a huge pool like aquarium in the middle of the kitchen, and there were these two beautiful women in skimpy bathing suits kissing each other so sentually all over. And when I mean all over, I mean ALL OVER. Anyways I ended up getting something to eat, cant remember what and ended up wanting something more. So I decided to go over to the pool and swim to a certain section that had these juicy oranges only to have my dream flash to outside of the mansion. There were these guys in FBI jackets standing outside the entrance to the mansion and they were talking about alien abductions and other top secret stuff I couldnt really hear, but I was never even there nor was shane, I was just air observing them.

Then I had my body back and I was in the mansion, I was talking to some people that I didnt know and it seemed we were deep in conversation when I decided to go up an elevator, this is one of those elevators you see with the gate and its pretty 3 sided with the fence instead of 4 sided and all boxed up. but as the elevator was coming down you could see this rotted man corpse in a wheel chair descending with the elevator, but then got pulled back by his neck about half way down with a rope and all of his blood and pieces of his flesh just fell off with it.

And uh yah.....thats about it

07-01-2013 -- [At least two very cool dreams from last night, even if I can remember very little of them ... stupid normal person dream recall! I will put down what I can of what I remember, but the detail won't be there ... at least not as much as I would like.]

I am at the Hickory house, in the side yard. I'm next to the section of the neighbor's side yard that has been roofed in to form a sort of long, narrow shed, and as always he has been yelling at us to stay away from it. I don't know how it has happened, but as I am walking along the side yard, doors are being created in the wall of the house, except they don't lead into the house, but into large, empty warehouse-like rooms. I am here with what I am pretty sure is the tenth Doctor, and soon we are joined by Amy, and then by Rory.

Rory is the last one to join us, and something seems a little off about his behavior, he just doesn't quite seem to be himself, and I start to realize he has somehow been grabbed and replaced by the aliens who are chasing us around. Soon Amy is acting a little different, as well, and I realize they have really managed to infiltrate us, and I have to manage to stay further and further away from them, while still trying to find some way to get close enough to the Doctor to try and warn him, all while the aliens are trying to beat down these doors which almost seem to appear and disappear to get in at us.

As things get more hectic and involved, I suddenly find myself half-playing Roller Coaster Tycoon, building short shuttle coasters with pretty much just the wave of a hand, making them grow longer or shorter with just a thought, and things never do seem to get back to normal. [The last few days I have not been sleeping well, not been remembering dreams, and much of what I have been able to remember are vague, repetitive dreams of roller coasters and queues, actually quite boring, and the kind of thing that you dream when you aren't sleeping well.]

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Don't know how we get there, or what is going on, but I find myself in a big building that seems quite familiar. It is a three or four story building, quite large in scale. Seems like a large mansion or something, with libraries, offices, hallways and the like. I believe I have dreamed of it before, though in the past it has been more house-like, and this time it seems to be bigger and more involved, somehow. Anyway, no idea what we're doing here at first, but as the dream continues, it turns to me and BC running around this place and hunting for things, while trying to hide what we're doing and stay out of trouble.

The central area has a large touch of the zebra mezzanine about it, except we can look down three or four floors to the ground floor far below. Somehow I end up quite a way down a couple of long halls to the east, where Anne seems to be distracting and leading along a couple of young guys ... to what purpose I do not know. Though I keep my distance, and am somewhat disguised, I am afraid she will still know I am there, and recognize me. Thankfully it seems to have been long enough, and my disguise seems to be good enough, she doesn't pick up on me, at all. I safely make it past her and back to the mezzanine.

There are still plenty of people looking for us, but BC has found what she was looking for, perhaps an old manuscript, or at least some sort of records, and she has snuck into another room further to the west. I provide enough of a distraction that she isn't noticed. There are more tough guys after me, but I eventually find the painting that I am after, and head on to the west as well. I think I have lost all pursuit, but it turns out I am being followed, just not as close as I could have expected. We seem to be in almost a sort of auction house, with lots of counters where they can collect the monies paid for various things and wrap them up for the customers to take.

Since I have noticed the people following both BC and I, we are both on the ground, crawling around the floor, trying to stay out of site. The room seems to be about 2/3rds women, almost all of them very attractive, dressed in fancy dress from perhaps the 40s or 50s, and very gorgeous. Since many of the dresses are on the shorter side, and I am on the ground, there's also a lot of very pleasant glances of very nice legs in very sexy stockings and garters and the like. Oddly enough, none of them are concerned about us climbing around on the floor, so they don't give us away.

The bad guys are getting closer and closer, but one of them calls the other away at some sort of announcement or something, and they seem to wander off to handle some other sort of problem. Right about that time, the number for my package has been called, much quicker than I would have expected, and so I am able to get up, pick it up, and get out. (It kind of seems like we replaced the scheduled auction items that we 'bid' on with the much more valuable stuff we found and stole in the house, so that we are getting much more rare stuff and stealing it away from the bad guys.) But as I am exiting the pick-up room, I find myself being stalked by the thugs again. It seems them being called off was a bit of a ruse to make us relax our guard.

Almost immediately I managed to kill one of the crooks, throwing him over a railing so he would fall several floors to his death, but when I try to do the same to the second one, I end up fighting with him over a sort of crevice, and we're struggling enough that there is just as much chance it could be me falling to my death, so we soon move back onto the main floor, and it is a tremendous battle. Each of us has struck the other, numerous times, and we've both collected quite a few injuries, but we are very evenly matched. The guy is angry, assuming since I made it to the package room much later than BC, she had already left, and so assumes they have missed her, but he is determined that I don't get away. He doesn't realize that my number was called much sooner than expected, so she is actually still in the package area. Soon I have him pinned on the ground, and I know it is likely that as soon as I lose my grip he'll be free again, and the fight will go on. But for the moment, I've got him pinned with his face right in the carpet, held firmly enough that he can't seen anything.

About this time, BC comes by with her package, walking along with a stunning blonde who she is taking home with her. I have no idea why, but she is such a knock-out, I can't wait to get free, join them, and have some very pleasurable times. But for now, I have to keep the thug's face buried in the carpet well enough that he can't see them. Unfortunately, he manages to wriggle free of me just in time to catch a glimpse of BC leaving. Fortunately, as he starts to trash talk about what they'll do to her, he is distracted enough that I grab him and throw him over the railing before he can resist, and send him plunging to his death, leaving me free to follow BC and the blonde.

Cay's Dreams

Dream 1
The lower end of my county, the more "rural" of the two, was now filled with lavish mansions. My cousin, a teacher and his wife, a bank teller had somehow moved into one of these. They only had enough furniture to fill the front few rooms. I slipped out at one point to explore a dilapidated turn-of-the-century hotel which exists nearby in real life. I ended up accidentally causing a cave-in somehow.

Dream 2 was a nightmare and rather personal.

Dream 3 gets +5 awesome points for cohesiveness and clarity, but I didn't get lucid.

It started with a limousine depositing myself, my two sisters and Azra outside of what seemed like a hotel, with black glass and a gilded awning. It was nasty out, and a flash of lightning and sudden downpour hurried us inside. The lobby was warm and well-lit, with a bubbling fountain and a black marble-topped desk from behind which a pretty young receptionist called out this greeting: "Reo! So glad to see you back!" Reo is a name a lot of dream characters have taken to calling me. I didn't recognize it, though, and I definitely hadn't been here before, so I was quite perplexed as I was ushered to a podium bearing a sign-in sheet and instructed to sigh for "Reo, party of four". An elevator door opened to the right of the podium and we filed in next to a bearded young operator in a stiff beige uniform. "Going up," he murmered in a thick accent as he pulled the lever.
The doors opened on a damp concrete hallway with a few flickering lights, one of which illuminated a metallic door at the end. A girl stood up out of a folding chair to guide us further. She wore a tight charcoal-colored jumpsuit with red accents. She had a round face, soft features and lots of curly flaxen hair. Her name was Crystal. Soon, we were all outfitted in similar jumpsuits and given what seemed to be Star Trek TOS phasers in black.
Behind the door we met the sixth member of our party, an android with a long, segmented tail and catlike face which spoke in an annoying series of "nya" sounds that Crystal could somehow understand.
It turned out to be a similar concept as my "Sacred Games" dream, where each stage is either a combat situation or a puzzle. The Sacred Games was fantasy-oriented, and this was futuristic, but that was about the only difference. We'd only gone through two stages, one a confrontation with those creepy soldier bots from Portal ("...Are you still there?") and the other a maze within which was a key to the exit, when I woke up.