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My husband (D) agrees to go to a Mormon church with me every week. I encourage him to do it to help him emotionally detach from his negative childhood with Mormonism. Because the sermons are so long, they have a restaurant that serves breakfast and lunch. I meet some girls there. I wonder if I should be friends with them since they're Mormon, but then decide that if they don’t push Mormonism on me it shouldn't matter. I am worried D won’t come. I walk down a large, winding outdoor hallway surrounded by beige stone. It's a long walk to the chapel but it's important not to be late bc they shame you if you are. I get there five minutes before eleven and luckily D is there. Afterwards, D buys spaghetti and other carb loaded foods at the food court. I think it's a bad food choice but don’t say anything. My mom goes with us a few times.

I am reading a destiny book in a classroom environment. Someone (Quen?) tells me that the next step I need to take is learning how to be assertive in dealing with people and conversing. I need to direct conversations towards positivism, speak my mind, and not allow others to constantly complain to me.

I am rehearsing for a play. I am the villain. They want me to make some sounds I'm not good at making so they change my role to one of the guy’s sisters. He is black, though. I consider making a joke on stage that one of our parents is black but I'm not sure it would be well received. I feel this role fits me much better and wonder why they wanted me to be a villain in the first place. Was it because of my eyebrows? My mom comes to the play the next day. It is at the Mormon church. Mostly Mormons are there. They start out making people sing solo. I wasn’t expecting this and am hoping they don't want me to do that. The people who sing are nervous and singing really quietly. My mom yells at them that she can't hear them. I think about what would happen if I were made to sing. I would be too nervous and shaky I wouldn’t be able to finish and that would be shameful and embarrassing for me and my mom. So I decide that if they try to make me sing I will tell them, “No. That’s not what I agreed to do.” But it never comes to that. I realize there was a projection on the screen with lyrical themes and the soloists have to improvise their songs accordingly. Ultimately, the play never takes place and I don't have to act. I am relieved but think it is weird. There is a mini store in the corner. I borrow someone’s electronics from that corner and give it to my mom, who somehow messes up someone’s period style dress with it. I give it back. There are good chips that I want and vendors sampling homemade cookies. I get a pink animal cookie but people keep eating all the sugar cookies. I get a chocolate cookie that has a cookie cream filling. I grab a twix type cookie and put in my pocket, then it broke in half.

The one Kardashian sister with the babies tells her family she is travelling to Lihue for the day. They all scoff bc they think it is a crappy place. Somebody takes an HD film of all the places that a certain male celebrity has been spotted there. They interview some residents bc he mingles with the locals. I wonder how they got such nice, unobstructed video while driving in the car. They pass my grandparents' house and run into 4 car traffic at the stop sign. They do only a rolling stop passing through. I keep seeing signs and buildings that say Moho. I am suddenly the one in the car with Alesia, Erica, and maybe my dad. There is a building that says Mtn. Home and I thought it had been transplanted there but everyone disagrees. I see a sign on the back of a Walmart loading area that says “George Bushes” and I laugh.

There is a fat, blonde, female child. I have to help her stretch her jaw with a piece of paper. Her jaw and cheeks hinge open all the way to the back of her head and I have to place a piece of paper in between. She is crying and wants to be hugged so I hug her. I take her to my mom’s house on the front walkway. We sit down and I talk to her about presence. “Do you know what presence is? It’s when you don’t think about the future and you don’t think about the past, you just think about this very moment. Sometimes we know we’re not being present when we feel things like fear. When we’re fearful we’re thinking about the future. Do you get afraid? What are you afraid of?” She looks at me dumbfounded and then it starts raining, we are getting wet even through the roof. I pick her up and take her inside.

Vague memory of packing boxes with my cousins and moving somewhere together.

Through a mortal lens I saw glimpses of the immortal. Imperishable dimensions built on the foundation of eternity. I found myself in the dark. It was unlike any darkness I have ever known. The sheer blackness was all-consuming and governed as far as I could see. I questioned my visual capabilities and soon learned I was not blind, yet I could not see. Whether it be my hand from my face, all was the same. The darkness was so deep, so thick, I felt as though it had seeped inside my very body. All around me I heard only screaming, moaning, and growling. It was as though I had stepped into a sports stadium, but the crowd screamed rather than joyously cheered.

I was falling, doing such at a speed like a descending bolt of lightning. I felt it in my gut, I was falling. In that moment I believe I left my body. For a fraction of a second there was an indescribable sensation that I had moved beyond my mortal sleeping body. When the sensation ceased, I found myself in surroundings anew. It was blurred, and fog was present, but I could clearly make out a solid ground which I sat on. It was whiter than snow and I stood up. I was wearing a white gown of sorts. There was a building just beyond me. Behold, it was large and white and looked as though made of precious stone or crystal or pearl. I saw a wall with many pillars and an array of stairs leading up to it. There was clearly a gate which was closed.

I felt the presence of another being with me, yet I saw no one. I heard the mumbling of a voice, and my surroundings were silent save for a swift wind-like sound. No others were present. In that I awoke.

I find myself in a dark forest and it is night. The sky above is purplish in hue and clear, filled with a multitude of stars. My way is confused for a moment, until I stumble upon a straight dirt path. I begin to follow it silently for some time, although I float just above it in the air. In time I find myself stopping, and behold there were three beasts before me. Two massive lions and a lean and powerful wolf. The lions were enemy to the wolf as it seemed, but both forces had united under a similar cause now. They pursued me in the darkness and I ran upon the thin air above the ground, as though a bridge of glass had suspended me there. The panic and fear overwhelms me and the woods grow thicker and thicker until a sudden thinning.

My pursuers flee as dawn arrives and I am led into a green pasture whose centermost point is a plate of stone. Upon the stone is a large boar, strong and foreboding. It was brown and had eyes like living embers. And behold, a small yet frightening bird descended from the air. It was like that of a vulture but far smaller and appeared weak in form. Yet it still maintained a certain ominous aura, like death or the sickest parts of evil. The bird fell upon the back of boar and with its talons it snatches the boar up and with unnatural, unbelievable strength, lifts it up into the air. To my astonishment the small bird raises the massive boar high above and then drops it. The boar strikes stone and is severely injured. The bird repeatedly does this until finally the boar dies and a crowd of people had encompassed the event, and stood in bewilderment and shock. My family was among the multitude and expressed the same emotions.

I felt no remorse for the boar, but fear for the bird, which had then flown away. I was then lifted into the air by an unseen force, and taken up into the sky. Through a great flight I was taken to the house I grew up in and placed inside. There I began to consume a cornucopia of random food by the masses, feeling as though starved. I found upon the walls of the house many paintings and symbols which reminded me of my romantic interest in the real world. When the food was all gone, I searched and found no more. There I sat for what seemed like a millenia and finally there came awakening.

I remember the dream begins me in Katie's house (using people's names for the sake of my own memory) and there were two TVs, one in front facing the couch and one to the side of the couch. The one on the side was being used and it was the larger TV. I remember having false memories of watching that TV while playing on a laptop, and I watched them mess with the larger TV to try and get it to work. I also remember wondering why they don't switch TVs so you wouldn't have to look to the side to watch TV. And there was a nasty part... I remember having several pins (i guess they were more akin to nails) stuck under my skin and I could see them through the holes they made. I remember fishing them out... thaaaat was gross. While I was doing that someone mentioned something about the mongols.

Fast forward and now we're at my aunt wendy's house except it's our house. My dad has someone over in his master bedroom and then they leave. I'm talking to my dad in the living room and we hear something weird coming from his room... it's a voice. My dad goes and looks for something under my bed... with the lights off in my room for some reason so I decide to use the flashlight on my tablet. He finds it but I stay behind a few seconds because I have a REAAALLY hard time turning off the flashlight, I keep accidentally turning it back on. I finally give up and leave. It turns out it is just a bunch of dolls on his ceiling fan (first it was one and then a lot more appeared before me but dream me didn't see this as weird). It was the guy my dad had over who did it and we took them down.

Fast forward again and we're going to this older man's mansion for some reason, it's on a hill. The distinct parts I remember were his sliding glass window and how it had a couch facing looking out of the sliding glass door. Outside there was a bar on patio and there was a pool, this was all at the bottom of the hill. We went in his house at one point... talked... whatever, I think we were doing some job for him? This guy I know named Castro was there, too. We rode in his white car, it was a bit messy on the inside, and had stained seats. I remember driving and seeing the bay near where I live. Later we return on some huge 12-wheel vehicle, and I'm thinking the rich man is going to be upset we're driving this huge thing on his lawn so I jump off but I look back and it just has tiny metal wheels, like one on a little red wagon. We talked to him but I walked off. I was going in the mansion for some reason, but I saw human luna and someone else sitting on that couch through the sliding glass window and for some reason just turned back, lol. I went and sat at the bar down there across from human rarity and I could see the other human versions of the mane 6 in the background. We talked about... something. That's all I remember

I remember explaining to someone my reasoning about wanting to go to New Zealand, because I loved big mountains...

I was, for some reason, going into my old middle school with people from my high school to eat dinner in the cafeterias. We must have been together for some sort of a program, but I'm not really sure. I know that I stayed behind a bit while everyone went to dinner. Then, I walked towards the cafeteria and began to feel kind of numb... my whole body was pretty numb, but in a "feeling-sick" kind of way. I knew I would have to lay down or something eventually, but first I checked the line. I walked towards the end of the folded line and saw that it was too long, so I began to walk back down the hallway.

On my way back, I saw an open room with some things that interested me (I can't remember what they were). I walked into the room - a dimly lit computer lab - and saw some very new-looking computers (some of which were turned on) and identical, quality backpacks that were resting on most of the chairs, all with a sleek laptop in them. My reaction to this was natural, but right after seeing them the principal (or someone in "high authority" at the school) walked in rather quickly to bend over and quickly use one of those new computers (it was touch screen, I had another natural reaction to this fact). He mentioned to me what was going on and why he was in a rush: a student with some sort of known health problem or impairment was having an emergency situation and he was getting her help. Apparently it was a really big deal because he said that she would be in the hospital for a while. Then, he said I should make her a piece of art for when she's in the hospital. I was all, "Why would you say this? I'm not an artist," and he was all, "Actually, I've seen some past work you've done, you should/can do it,"- he then walked over to the wall of the room and pulled up some sort of cover that hid a piece of art that I had previously made. It was a large piece with some nice shading in shadowy areas, lots of blues, angles, and in the bottom portion some nice water that was moving naturally as water in my dream (I seemed to know in the back of my mind that it was a dream, because I reacted as if I knew this when I saw the water, it made me smile). I recalled making this in a previous art class, but I had definitely forgotten about it since (I never actually made the piece). I said something like, "Wow, this actually looks pretty good with the lighting in here!" because I had really forgotten about it and was legitimately surprised that I - apparently - used to be good at art.

During this time, I had still been feeling that numbness and sickness, but it didn't prevent me from talking to the man. I told him that it's funny that I ran into him to have this conversation so early (he was going to ask me about that painting thing anyway), and then explained why I was there - the turned-around, felt sick thing. I tried to explain to him all my strange symptoms. I had never felt that numbness before but I knew it wasn't anything good. He said that maybe I could go with the emergency service-people when they arrived, along with the other girl.

They arrived right after that, and I walked outside onto the sidewalk in front of the school (streetlights were on, it was dark out) to wave at the people coming into the school and motion that I needed help as well. At this point, I couldn't speak, I was feeling too bad. Someone saw me, as I thought they would, and brought me onto the vehicle with them (for some reason it was a school bus). I sat there, numbly, and watched two of the young workers talk to each other. It was sort of like I was observing them in their social state, thinking that it was kind of annoying how the one girl was happily gabbing away about social things while we were there waiting on the bus, but then not blaming her because why shouldn't she do that?. I watched her decently pretty, happy face, then looked outside and watched another overweight girl with no makeup on stand there doing nothing as she was supposed to, with a blank facial expression that wasn't happy. I noted how she was sort of depressing to look at. This watching&observing of people was the most realistic part of my dream. I also looked out the window at another emergency vehicle and saw a baby who they said something about - she was either sick or had a deficiency of some sort - and although she was bald with an unusual-shaped head and a tiny body and big eyes, she didn't look like she was in any pain. She was shrieking, and her O-shaped open mouth took up an unusually large portion of her face. The shrieking may or may not have existed intermittently with laughter, but I knew it was a happy shriek, and no workers reacted to the sight of her. I tried to watch her and react by being happy and feeling love and care for the child, despite her appearance and shrieking that naturally made me feel scared and uncomfortable.

The dream ended with me feeling completely numb, watching that girl shrieking. (I didn't watch her for a long or unnatural amount of time, maybe 5-10 seconds - the dream just ended there.)

CRAZIEST part: I woke up mentally knowing where I thought my two arms were. My left one on my left side, and my right one crossed over my body (maybe that was my position in the dream? I have no idea). When I turned my head to the right, though, I saw my right arm stretched to the right. It was really confusing, I did a double-take/feel and that is certainly how I felt. I guess my entire arm has never been 100% numb before, because that was a feeling like no other. I felt like I had no arm, and that that body part sticking out from me was not a natural part of my body at all. It was strange that somehow it felt like my arm was really in a different place, as if it were trapped inside my body. I don't know how nerves work, though.
Anyway, I sat up and made it move in front of me (my head had previously been resting on it). I was a little worried I'd hurt it since I could not feel my elbow at all or any other part of my arm, and I watched it bend and flop forward unnaturally. It was so weird. And I found it so strange that becoming numb was a main part of my dream.

Time:2:00am
I had to ride a bicycle and go from one place to another place ( don't know where ). As I ride I see I am surrounded by water and it gets dark. I am not able clearly see things. Then it appears that I had to ride up with the bicycle and one one figure helps me. It will keep my things safe and I can take it from the place where water is being surrounded. I ride-up to the raised land level, and see my things are kept by the full figure and a head figure safely in a apartment like building at 4th floor. They wait for me to climb up and goto the apartment and take things. I crab the building outside corner and climb up only using my hands and my other body didn't touch the building; they float along. I see there is a big figure (human like) inside the apartment, I dare not go in. I see the big figure looks at me and I feel he is asking why I am there. I say I kept my things there, then still didn't pick them up. I come in front of the apartment (not entered in the apartment, only hanging out side of the apartment wall) and I see I float. Apartment extended with a roof above me and I am not going up and I look down from the hight. I see the head figure lying at the ground. I feel that I honestly don't want to go inside the apartment to collect my things. Then the head figure laughs and turns red at the same time. I wake up.

Feeling left at the end: What is the joke? Am I being played ?

(first and foremost, let me tell you that English isn't my native language so at times it might get hard to understand what I'm saying and for that I apologize)

I had a few dreams tonight, I can remember pieces of two, but I had a SUPER VIVID one that I decided to share.

I'm walking on these tall, huge wooden catwalks. I can see houses and the street below me and I instantly know that the streets aren't safe. Zombies. Of course. It's a freaking zombie apocalypse. I’m oddly calm, and I can see other people going about their business. One section of the catwalks start shaking and people start panicking. Zombies are attacking.

I manage to run away as I see a couple of the sections crashing down. It pisses me off to no end. I can’t stand zombies ruining our lives anymore. I walk back to the settlement. Which is basically a group of humans living in the ruins of an old suburban house.

(It kind of looks like one of the on torn down houses from that suburban area in the game “The Last of Us”.)

My sister asks me what happened and I tell her sections 7 and 8 (or maybe it was 6 and 7? I know one them was 7!) are gone. I ask about our parents and she tells me they are out looking for food. It seemed like something people did regularly.

I see 3 guys armed to the teeth. One of them is Marcelo, a dude I went to school with (I haven’t talked to him in almost 20 years), then there’s an old college buddy Danny and the third guy I can’t remember who it was. They all looked bad ass each had an assault rifle, military fatigues, bullet proof vest.

They were going to go zombie hunting. Since I was super pissed I decided to go as well. Apparently, I used to run with those guys back in the day. I wasn’t as bad ass as they were, but I was good with a camera and I used to film our adventures.

So I got my helmet camera, and my 9MM. I was super pissed I couldn’t find my Mossberg 500 (it’s a shotgun), Marcelo is super upset that I lost the shotgun that HE GAVE ME. I figured one of the people took with them when they went out to look for food. I see an old shitty rifle and for some reason I decide not to take it with me. I’m embarrassed by it. (WHAT THE HECK, BRAIN?! A SHITTY RIFLE IS BETTER THAN NO RIFLE AT ALL!)

My sister begs me not to go. She’s afraid something bad might happen to me, but I’m still angry. I want to kill some zombies to get back at them. So we walk out of the settlement and into another abandoned house. We see a group of zombies. Marcelo fires a shot, to get their attention.

Suddenly there’s LOADS of zombies coming to the house and I only have a goddamn 9mm. I’m shooting like a motherf- and I’m actually hitting them. Nothing happens, though. The zombies don’t die. They manage to get into the house. Danny is gone. Unidentified Dude is gone. Marcelo is like “WHACK THEM IN THE HEAD WITH YOUR GUN!” (I mean, sure if shooting them in the head wasn’t working, that’d definitely do the trick).

Zombie dog tries to attack me and I’m kicking it away. Whacking a Zombie in the head. I know I’m going to die. I think back to my sister telling me not to go. She was right. I should’ve stayed at the settlement. That’s when I wake up.

The funniest thing about this dream is that, I used to play this videogame called "War Z" (later renamed "Infestation") with a group of friends. It's set in a zombie apocalypse, of course. While the game was a LOT of fun, and while we DID have a blast, we sucked nuts at it. We were constantly being killed either by other players or by hordes of zombies. This dream made me think of those gaming sessions. I wonder if it was because I played FIFA with one of them last night... hmm...

I slept terribly last night, got a few less hours than normal and kept on waking up through the night but I've remembered 4 dreams and a fragment, so its all good hehe.
1: I was a character inside a video game, sort of a cross between Minecraft and Skyrim. I sorta chose my character and then was told of my mission, to infiltrate the enemy city and see what was going on there. I had a fake name and everything, Greta Blair, even though im male(lol?), and I set off hiking through the forest to get to the city. I eventually arrived and went into a cafe/hotel to find a place to stay the night. he owner became suspicious upon seeing me, demanding my name and citizenship papers etc. I stumbled saying "Matthew Bla.. uh, Greta Blair (pronounced Gree-ta Blair), but when I showed them the papers they accepted me a bit. I retired to my room and set about hatching a plan for what to do next.
FRAGMENT: I found my brother had started a facebook account, checked out what was on it.
2: My brother and I caught the tram to school for a few days in a row, and every day a friend would have bought me a pie for breakfast. The first few times I was like, ooo yummy thanks but after a while I got suspicious, asking him why he was buying only me pies and not my brother etc. He said it was a social experiment, seeing if he could fatten me up and seeing what my brothers reaction would be. From then on I refused to eat anymore and things got a bit sour lol.
3: I was driving a car with the rest of my family in it. The brakes weren't working properly and I kept on just crashing into other cars where i would normally have stopped before them. When we got home however the brakes failed completely and I crunched into the wall. I then tried reversing back a bit so the car was in the normal spot but again I couldn't stop it. They were yelling at me about how I was doing it wrong etc and I was trying everything, but stamping on the brakes, handbrake, tapping; nothing worked. We managed to stop rolling just before backing out onto incoming traffic on the road, phew.
4: A sort of montage of me playing basketball, being somewhat the cause/involved in us losing a few games in a row horribly. I resolved myself to improve, and slowly but surely over the next few games, although we still lost, got closer and closer. In the final game, we were neck and neck with the other team well into the dying stages of the game. Finally we managed to pulla 4 point lead on them with a minute to go. Timeout was called and the coach gave an inspiring speech, the contents completely forgotten but I'm sure it was good . We went back out to play then, but I oke up as the game was finishing.I think we won though hehe.

1: I was playing a MOBA, some sort of cross between dota and smite. My friend was telling me to play this Athena character, so I obliged and started a game. The teams met in the jungle right off the bat and there was a crazy fight where I got around 3 kills. The scene then shifted so I was playing starwars battlefield 2 with my brother and friend, I think this was a re-imagining of an actual thing that happened many years ago.
2: My mum and I were packed up to stay at a hotel near our house. My brother was sick so he couldn't come, so my grandma came over to look after him/the house. We eventually found the weird pink hotel but we went back to the house, not sure if we'd forgotten anything or had a feeling or whatnot. Anyway when I got back I found all of the pots and pans being stacked inside of eachother trying to cook stuff. There were three pots inside eachother, all warped out completely with burnt pasta and sauce filling them. All of the cookware was ruined, so I tried to arrange everything and turn off the heat to salvage what I could when my grandma entered the room. She was super confused, asked me what I was doing, so I obviously yelled at her, "WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING!!!". She said she was trying to make a Thermomix out of our pots and stuff, and I kinda went on a rant about how stupid that was and how she was crazy etc. It got tense when my mum entered the scene as well, but then the dream started to dissolve. As it was I realized that it was a dream, but by then it was too late and I woke up.
I wanted to have a lucid so badly as I woke up lol, so I attempted for the first time to try a WILD/DEILD. Within a few seconds of me visualizing the dream continuing on I started feeling really heavy with vibrations. This triggered my gravity awareness RC which I've been practicing the last few days, which might of contributed to my failure as I got too aware/awake too early, idk. Anyway these super intense vibrations washed over me and I felt myself starting to get sucked into sleep/dream, when a voice appeared in my head sort of explaining what that dream had been about and the lesson I had learned from it. While this was really cool it brought me back and I couldn't complete the attempt. Factor in a noisy brother who was going to the toilet at the time and meh. For my first attempt though, it was a case of close but no cigar .

Hey Dreamviews, I've been out of practice for a while but I woke up and had remembered this dream because it stuck out so much to me, I'm curious about peoples interpretation or even just comments on it as a whole, please forgive typos, I jotted this down as fast as I could when I got out of bed.





I'm standing in an old seemingly worn down building with a little Mexican boy in the higher floors of the mansion that seems to be falling apart, myself as well as three other children (Something I noted half way through writing this is I was a child as well.), two females one male, who has glasses as well as an older woman named (Rebecca?) who seemed to be in her late twenties (28 or so if I had to guess.), I know the boy's father, whether the name Rodrigo belongs to the child or the father I won't know, but I know the father and I know he built something for me in the land of my dreams, whether it is a monument or a memory I don't know but I'm determined to find out and remember this for future reference.

When I told the boy that he looked exactly like his father he merely smiled, Rodrigo seemingly happy about the 'news' that I had remembered, the tall Mexican woman wearing modest clothing was somewhat attractive, though the only gestures I remember her making was a curt bow and a smile when I first met her, though she seemed to smile and nod whenever the little boy did, I get the feeling that she isn't his mother, maybe an aunt or nanny of some sort.

Us children ran through the upper floors of the seemingly infinitely tall mansion, the small Mexican boy waving happily in tandem with his presumable caretaker, we take care ignoring the wood as it already seemed decayed long ago, though the countless holes leading to the bottom or gaps where the mansion was simply pulled apart like a fissure still remain, we run through the walls of the mansion, through a sizable hole being our 'doorway', a sort of void meeting us as we run along the scattered remnants of wood that merely floated in this strange place, not reacting to our weight or presence as we skirted through it just fine, the other children happily laughing and giggling as they passed as I tried not to fall.

When we go through an identical 'hole' at the other side of the room we are greeted by a room that looks identical to the one we had started in, however to the right I see an even larger fissure, seemingly bottomless when I look into the pit below.We play an odd sort of game, one of us would summon various 'platforms' which all of us had to quickly run and jump on before the next person would do the same to reach the other side. The other boy quickly failed on the second jump, falling into the void with a drawn out "Nooo!" while the others seemed just as happy as they were moments ealier, one of the little girls cheerfully informed me that because one of us lost, we all lost the game, though she happily conjures a floor to replace the void we risked falling into, with the new floor I continued in reaching the other side, noting an odd 'tear' in reality which only became visible as I approached, the ghostly yet radiant white light shining from it and offsetting the natural looming darkness of the unnatural place that we were in. I could not get any closer to the 'tear' but I didn't have the urge to pass through, I felt I was not ready yet as I turned around and once more returned to the other side I was greeted again by the smiling face of Rebecca, who merely smiled as she kneeled and gave me a gentle hug, I woke up at this time with the overwhelming urge that I need to find this odd boys 'Father' and what it is he built for me.




---I would like to point out that I have EXTREME trouble conjuring things but at some point I was able to in this dream without even thinking about it, something I noted as I was publishing this.

Vivd, Non-Lucid Dream ::: The Everlasting Endless Loop

90% Vividness

Approximate Real Life Time: Around ten to twenty minutes

Approximate Dream Time: A few decades to few millennia

Backstory:
This was the last dream I had for the day. I swear it was the best non-lucid dream I ever had. This is also the first time I also saw IRL (in real life) people in my dreams. This the first looping dream that I also had. Okay, time for the story...wait. I am also a woman in this dream, but IRL I'm a guy. Okay, now continue

Story:
I lived in an endless simulation, and at the end of the simulation, there would be a laptop computer that appears that allows you to log off from the endless looping simulation to an afterlife and leave the simulation loop. However, if an AI gets there before you, the simulation resets and the whole story loops around again. You cannot leave the simulation: if you are already dead in the simulation, if you are about to die in the simulation, or severely wounded. I would always make the same choice, and without knowing it, I would never be able to log off.

My original choices started with me lying with a boy whom is the only human other than me. He then became my boyfriend later on the simulation. I lived on happily without knowing about the computer, and anything else. One day, there was something different about him. He told me about logging off, which he never did in the other simulations on this day. He became sentient. During the simulation loops, we are the most sentient during the end of the loop, and least sentient during the beginning,

We treated every loop like it was life, and never thought about logging off. As we became more sentient on this one loop, we agreed to change our decisions to change the outcome of the story. Towards the end of loop, we stood above a green, windy hill while the sun was setting. There it was the log off computer. We knew what it was because of many years of a gut feeling. We agreed to both leave this world. As I was going to log off, we were both killed by an AI NPC (Non-Playable Character) which then went to the computer, and reset the storyline.

As many more loops passed, I tried many new, and different ways to get out of the loop with him, but I couldn't. This time I decided to not lay with him, and not to be his boyfriend in this loop. That was the most horrible loop I have ever experienced without him.

Then it finally happened, it was going to be our last loop. After many decades to millennia of pain and suffering in this world, we can finally go, and the computer already loaded 90%. Then one AI NPC came out of no where, and shot at us. My boyfriend was severely wounded, and then the screen for logging off appeared. "Are you sure you want to log off? I didn't click anything, but my finger was on the touchpad for the laptop. I was going to click "Submit / Yes" but I can't because I would leave him behind. His finger reached out and clicked "Submit / Yes" for me. The screen said, "Loading for transport...", and I looked at him for one last time. He was going to stay here forever, and I won't be able to help him realize anything about this endless loop. I zipped out of the simulation, and server. I zoomed through the whole server room, and boom!

I'm awake.

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Non-lucid
I dreamed there was going to be an FNAF4. And nobody could handle how good it was.

I could not recall any dreams from Tuesday night

Wednesday night I remember being in a huge version of my school gym, and a lot of people were playing basketball. I walked around and I vaguely remember talking to my friend andrew. There were a LOT of people in the gym, though.
Then I had a dream about these two bats, one was a girl and the other a boy. I can only remember the ending where they become magician bats and there's the stage which is split into the bottom part and a top part. At the bottom left is a tiny doorway the girl comes out and some announcer introduces her as the assistant, then the other bat is at the top as the actual magician. Suddenly I'm in the dream and I'm the magician, and the two bats are now squirrels. I walk up to the top part of the stage (there's stairs) and I'm thinking to myself how I'm going to do this because I know nothing about magic. I wake up

Thursday I dreamt I was on a flying bus. Just casually flying through above this road. There's actually two roads below us, and a huge median that's a hill. On the other sides is just a forest that goes on for a while. I'm riding on this flying bus just chilling and say to myself "I should reality check just in case". I plug my nose, breathe, it don't work. (WTF come on). Later I somehow get off the flying bus, it's flying away and I'm on the ground. I don't really distress, I just walk down the road and I remember there being some rundown wooden house on the median up the hill and I think the inside was actually pretty nice.

Friday night I arrived at some carnival with my friend. My former crush was there and she greeted me with an extended hug. The carnival slightly resembled the mullet festival. We were kind of hanging around the ticket booth til we moved on. We accumulated a slightly larger group, but I don't know how. We ended up in some store-looking place. It was white and we were looking at the shelf for something. I thought to myself that I should reality check, which I did, and it failed. Then I woke up to the sound of the friggin blitzkrieg outside my house (thunderstorm).
Then I went back to sleep when I realized it was saturday morning and had a dream I was driving around with my friend again, it was a pretty damn long dream but I only really remember being parked in a parking lot and talking to this dude Sam from the track team.

Non-lucid / Lucid / Awake

#1.
I'm walking down some stairs, talking about a friend of mine. I say she's very bossy and annoying and when I look behind me, I see she has heard everything.
A little while later, the same thing happens. I talk about the same friend, say she's annoying and then I find out she's walking in front of me and has heard everything.
She takes me outside to look at an almost empty parking lot. At first I think she's gonna talk to me about what I said about her, but surprisingly enough, she doesn't. I'm mad at her but I don't know why.

.#2
I'm in a big hall, crowded with people, when suddenly Justin Bieber approaches me. I stay cool (I'm not a fan but he is pretty famous and shit) when he talks to me. He says some perverted shit and I get angry. Then he tells me he wants to have sex with me and normally, in a dream, I would agree to have sex with him but I'm still angry and tell him to go fuck himself.

#3.
I wake up in my bed and instantly know it's a dream. My bed, however, is very warm and comfy and I just don't want to get out. I look at a mirror on my desk to see if I can summon something scary because I'm in the mood for some scary stuff but it doesn't happen.
I pull my blanket over my head and just enjoy being in my bed. Then I realize I'm wasting my time in a lucid dream so I jump through the window.
The detail outside is incredible! The streets look just so real and so does the sky. I'm amazed and decide to find Castiel (from the tv show Supernatural). I approach two boys to ask them where Castiel is, but they run away. Before I can run after them I wake up.

On sunday night I dreamt I was getting off the bus to go home, but it was early in the morning. A guy from my school (devin) who always wears a rasta beanie was sitting in the parking lot criss cross, said something (probably not to me) and I walked like right behind him and then towards my house. That's all I was able to recall.

On Monday night I dreamt I was coming out of the lunch line, and instead of two long, vertical lunch tables, there were three horizontal facing lunch tables. I sat down at I think the second one and one of my old friends that moved was back and sitting with us (patrick). We all had pizza on our trays, and I complained how I never "get all the tater tots when I get them", and had only two tater tots on my tray in a little paper baskety thing. I also complained about how they were "at half health" (and there was a little bar, half full and yellow hovering above the tots). Patrick said the same thing always happens to him, and my other friend shane asked me where I got my pizza and that he only got a hot dog, even though there was a pizza on his tray (and something under the pizza but it didn't look like a hot dog and I couldn't make it out).
That's all I recall of that night's dream.