(If anyone reads this, it's in french, i put this here because i wrote it quickly in my language and wanted a safe place to put it and remember it, if someone wants to read it, it should work with google translate, it's about me on a cruise, going accidentally in a ghost parallel dimension of the ship with evil ancient people stuck in it..) j'ai pénétré dans une dimension parallèle du bateau, c'était une dimension fantome, de temps où un jeune homme violent a commis des meurtres (le bateau etait vieux). Beaucoup de filles avaient tombées dans cet univers comme moi au fil du temps (le temps s'arretait dans cette dimension) toutes (je crois) ont restées pris ainsi avec l'esprit vengeur et violent (il etait pris aussi, cetait le premier et cetait lui qui avait mis cette dimension en mourant surement), elles ont donc toutes eu le même effets: elles sont devenues presques folles et extremement violentes, (ce n'était même plus les mêmes). en me promenant dans le bateau (celui de l'époque du jeune homme) jai pu constater la violence des lieux, il y avait un petit garçon d'à peine 10 ans calciné dans un coin, on l'avait brulé vif. il y avait des étagères comme dans les supermarchés, je me suis souvent pogné avec le jeune homme et sa troupe, peut importe comment on lui parlait ou le traitait, il finissait toujours par avoir des excessivités de colère extrement violentes, c'était le plus fort dans cette dimension, il y avait une fille tres violente aussi et tres puissante, la plus puissante, cétait sans doute la premiere a avoir tombé dans la dimension parallèle (donc la plus vieille) elle ne permettait a personne de s'approcher de lui. comme je venais d'arriver et que j'avais encore l'esprit sain, j'était souvent la cible d'attaques violentes et de colère, je me suis battue d'inombrables fois, sans succès, car il ne pouvait y avoir de gagnants, ça ne menait nul part, ils étaient immortels. il m'ont souvent couru après tous ensemble en hurlant, même dans ma cabine (version dans l'ancien temps) le gars m'avait trouvé et avait essayer de me blesser. je me suis cachée a un moment entre les produits dans une étagère, ils sont passés, a ce moment, jai vu stillwell passé, et aller vers un coin dont je n'avait jamais vu, je lai suivie. sa a mené au fond, les murs et les machineries etaient peintes en blanc. peu après, le gars (le mauvais esprit) était déjà a mes trousses, comme c'etait une dimension parallele créé par sa violence et sa mort (donc a lui) il avait senti que je j'étais proche de m'enfuir et de m'en sortir, et il voulait a tout prix m'en empêcher, pour que je sois moi aussi prisonniere dans la tristesse et la violence de son passé. quand jetait rendu proche d'une certaine porte a la fin du couloir que stillwell m'avait mené, je lui demandé quesquil faisait là lui aussi, il a dit qu'a 2 ans il a était tombé dans la dimension et cétait fait tué par le gars, je lui ai demandé comment il a grandi et continuer la vie dans la réalité, il m'a répondu qu'il n'avait pas mangé (la logique est forte ici..) je voyais déjà le gars s'en venir a la course, il voulait absolument m'empêcher de partir, la porte etait ma derniere chance et si je manquait cette seule occasion, je n'en aurait plus jamais, j'allais être damné comme ces filles pour l'éternité dans cette dimension. il allait vite. jai ouvert la porte et c'était ma chambre, avec une autre porte au bout du mur (en fait, le seul moyen de sortir etait de trouver cette porte, vite car plus le temps passait, plus elle disparaissait, et lorsquon l'ouvrait, on se retrouvait dans sa chambre a soi, il fallait franchir la deuxieme porte, si on la franchissait et quon fermait la porte derrière nous, on était sauvé, personne ne pourrait rouvrir cette porte, la dimmension serait scellée a jamais, chaque personne n'avait droit qu'a une seule chance, les filles que j'avais vues étaient coincé dans cet enfer a jamais, on ne pouvait plus rien pour elles, de toute façon cette dimension etait tellement forgé dans la douleur, la tristesse, la violence, la folie, qu'elles n'étaient même plus elles-mêmes, la preuve, elles étaient violentes et elles tuaient comme l'esprit du gars...) jai donc couru vers la deuxième porte et je l'ai refermée a temps. J'étais sauvée...
It was in a harbor city on a tropical sea. On the nearby island a demon living in a volcano was defeated, leading to strong earthquakes. I was on a wooden platform, when the earthquakes happened, and the island started to fall into the sea. A group of sailors joined me on the way to one of ships, but someone chased us. The water was raising as we were escaping, and streams of lava flown in some parts of town. To escape, we had to jump over one of those streams. Most of us did it easily, though someone almost fallen into the lava. I have jumped into the lava, while pushing the man in the air, so he would land on the ground. I have melted in the heat, though one of the sailors that haven't jumped yet said "Life for life. I give you one more life." and took an amulet into his hand. I resurrected on the ground, and escaped to the ship. The sailor with amulet was there too.
Night of August 5, 2015. Wednesday. I offer my humble apologizes for the title as it is a rather groan-worthy pun. I am hovering out over the ocean in late afternoon it seems near what I assume is a four stacker liner. It is quite vivid and I am lucid but decide to just see what is going on and remain passive. Looking more closely, I see a series of portholes on the side of the ship. However, each round porthole is filled with one large human eye in a long perfect series as if either the ship is miniature or the people aboard are giants. Still, this would not be possible due to the fact that human heads could not be in that cramped a space or that close together as implied. I start thinking about what this means to me and remember the pair of large exotic green eyes that moved about on the wall when I was five (in my Rose Street apartment) and how it represented my dream girl before I met her in real life. I tie it in with the liner dreams and reflect on how lucky I have been since early childhood. I relax and feel a sense of peace regardless of the surreal imagery. I am later walking around noticing there are no people in the immediate setting. I am at first thinking I am aboard the liner, unrealistically rendered as featureless (other than the floor and the portholes) to some extent, noting a series of circular portholes to my right as I am walking by them. However, I notice that the series of what I thought were portholes have somehow smoothly transformed into a series of front-loader washing machines without that much of a change in overall appearance. I am not aboard a ship now. I must be at a laundromat somewhere. I find myself amused at the concurrent transitions around me though wonder if the “giant beings” in the implied ship were some sort of spiritual manifestation related to purity of thought.
The Chosen One Im on a beach and I can see a old style ship. It's decent sized, estimating at around 20x10. They seem old school in the way they operated the ship. It was all powered by man power. Two men were rowing at the front side of ship, and the controller was around the middle. Majority looked of Asian descent. I must have got there attention. I had a talk with someone on the ship about something. I'm now with another male, being lead by a female. We reach a house and I'm chosen out of the two of us. I'm unsure what's going on at this point, but start to realize that I may be able to have sex with her. We're in the bathroom and I really need to have a poo in the toilet. Eventually she leaves the bathroom and I get to business. I make sure I spray near the toilet as it smells pretty bad. I'm walking towards the lounge room, where I see her on the couch, I've gotta mention that she's pretty good looking and I want to please. I begin doubt my performance, and panic that I may blow my load too quickly. I see her with a blanket over the top of her and decide to start from the bottom to the top. I'm naked at this point and begin to suck her toes, but I seem to have trouble doing so. I seem to be rubbing my face on her foot instead of sucking on her toes. Some sucking and some face rubbing going on. I think about mounting her and tease her a little. I see either another female or the same one i was with, not sure. It seems that another scenario, like the one I was in where 1 was chosen, except both guys were chosen by the looks of it. They seemed pretty happy guys. Side Notes Even though I only remembered 2 dream last night, I deeply and completely accept myself, and i remember all my dreams tonight Even though I forgot to recall majority my dreams upon awakening, I deeply and completely accept myself, and I recall my dreams upon awakening tonight I think I need to simplify these mantras in a different way, but will continue with them for a while. Had a massive anxiety attack when waking up throughout night. Also felt as I was going to choke when I swollowed. I did some EFT which took the edge off the anxiety.
I am a floating awareness, following a young buy as he runs from a man and woman. They are chasing him through the exterior stairways on a large ship. As he runs from them, he turns a corner and gets the attention of an officer on the ship who hides him underneath his coat. Quite well hidden actually. His pursuers catch up to the officer, who directs them on their way up the stairs. I float up to the top, and see through the man's eyes as he looks through thermal imaging goggles at the officer, and sees the boy underneath the coat. They yell out, and begin to run down to get him. The officer quickly puts the boy down and tells him to run. Now I am in physical form again and there has been a large conflict started between an apparent good force against an apparent evil force. They are using telekinetic weapons, superhuman strength, and guns to kill one another. I don't feel nearly powerful enough to do anything but die in this fight, so I run for my life as I hear some people approaching, and bullets ricochet off a nearby wall. The ship is now an old Victorian house as I sprint down the hallways and down to the main entrance. Seeing an older woman standing there, I tell her it's not safe - that there are people chasing me and they will probably ask her questions under duress if they find her. I turn to run out the front door, but see many thousands of police officers with guns out front, all standing in a massive array facing the door. I open the door, and drop my sweater I'm holding onto the ground and immediately put my hands up. They seem uninterested in me, as if they know I'm not a threat to anyone. So I pick up my sweater and walk through their formation to the back, where I look for a spot to sit down and get my bearings. There is not much room with so many police, but I manage to find a small spot up against the fence behind a hill. As I sit down, my sweater turns into a giant inflatable boat / mattress with 3x 20 ft long air chambers. Other people lean up against it and rummage through my supplies. The closest one to me hold up several boxes of cereal and asks me where my things are. I only have a single box of life cereal and I show it to him. Behind us is a large hill, and we watch as large Mac trucks drive up and down it, going off jumps, doing flips and 360s. A jeep is with them, and they crash into each other, sending the jeep flying through the air, doing stunts, and landing back on its wheels - neither of the vehicles are damaged at all. I think it's really strange how that can be, and am suddenly driving the jeep! I am low on gas, so I pull up next to the Mac truck and get out. I have a few spare gas tanks, and think that other guy is probably low on gas too, his bigger truck surely uses more gas than my jeep does. So I begin fueling his truck instead of mine. Then I consider that it might take diesel instead of gas, so I stop. Walking back to my jeep, it is now parked further away, at a gas station pump. Some friends walk with me through the crowd of tall gas station attendants - all dancing and looking very intimidating, but acting harmless. There are 4 of us, so I get into the back of the jeep. The back of the jeep transforms completely and I am floating above a field. My friend Rob has created a type of emblem for himself out of 4 cubes, and I am told to create my own emblem. It is described to me how the system works, and how by changing the adjacent cubes, others change to match it on the edges. It already makes sense to me, but through their explanations of how to use the system, and what to watch out for, I am confused and end up making a lame little unicorn pony. Everyone watching me do this starts laughing. No one is even sure how I made a unicorn pony, but that aside, it's the lamest thing they've ever heard of. A little frustrated, I poke at it, making random finger gestures, and manage to add armor to it, and laser cannons, rocket launchers, and a disposable tail like a lizard. I continue to poke at it, and the armor gets upgraded each time until it is quite a badass unicorn pony. A pony even Satan himself would think twice before messing with him. That silenced the critics! The pony stands there, covered in thick spiky armor - charred black, and with no gaps between it. Most parts of the armor are actually on fire, and give the pony a frightening aura of flames and smoke. Protruding from each of the shoulders are some sort of laser cannon that looks like its from 3000 years in the future. The unicorn horn has been modified into a serrated spike of death, coated in metal and adorned with extra spikes. On its back is some sort of rocket launcher or mortar with a laser guidance system.
I was looking at a table. A woman was cutting vegetables/fruits, and then she wipes them to a white trash bag, explaining that it's the same (?). Eating or doing something is the same as making the effort of cutting the fruits/vegetables and then just throwing them. I'm unclear what she meant about eating or doing. I was looking at a phone's screen. Facebook? I was looking for good wallpaper. There were green-themed ones. I was at sea. There was a battle. Or rather, it's years after the battle and people are experiencing a peaceful time. But trouble is brewing. "I" was an old man (in third person). I was giving counsel to the people (one at a time, groan). Something came up. A fight? A battle at sea. Underwater. I think this was before the peaceful time.
I was on a ship with a large bull cow. It was huge and fat. As he walked around the deck, the boat would tip a lot and threaten to capsize.
Dream - Lucid I was on a huge ship sailing on the ocean. It was nighttime. Something about a shower. The Powerpuff Girls were there. Bubbles broke off from the other girls for awhile because she believed a problem that was going on had no resolution, but towards the end of the dream, it got resolved. I was kind of disappointed that it got resolved for some reason. But what did I expect? The Powerpuff Girls TV show always had a resolution. ~ I felt myself falling back asleep after being awake for 4 hours. -_-' But anyway. I was lucid sitting up in my bed, but everything was so dim. I looked at my hands, trying to examine them and make the dream brighter and more stable, but it wasn't really working. I floated into the other room where my husband was sleeping (he got home at almost 5am IWL so he went to sleep in the other room so as not to wake me or keep me up). I started trying to talk to him. He started to get out of bed as I was doing so. "Dallas," I rasped. It was surprisingly difficult to talk right now. I kept on anyway. "I'm lucid reaming," I said, either I said that or something similar. I started to undo his pants, but I woke up. Similar scenarios kept happening over and over again. I'd feel myself going back to sleep, I'd enter a dream where I'd be in my bedroom, I'd sit up out of my body, but everything would be dim. I'd try to examine my hands to induce clarity, but it wouldn't work. I'd go try to have sex with my husband, but everything would always black out, and I'd start the whole damn cycle over again. Sometimes, I wouldn't even get as far as approaching my husband before I'd wake. I just kept thinking to myself every time before I'd black out that I must not be in a deep enough sleep. There was one where I was looking at my hands, and imagining that they were burned or dismembered. Some of my fingers would then look weird and grown together, but that's about it. ~ I was in my apartment in my kitchen, which had a brighter, more fluorescent lighting to it than IWL. A short black girl was living with me; she was my new roommate. We were talking about something else too, and I knew she'd be a great roommate. "We're going to get along just fine," I said, but she was on the phone. She acknowledged what I said, however, by looking at me and smiling while she was on the phone. She then started to tell me why she used a Keurig to make her coffee. I then saw an orange Keurig on the counter making a cup of coffee. I thought about how Dallas and I had gotten an off-brand one-cup coffee maker as a wedding gift, but we still hadn't opened it. I guess there was no use for it now. The Keurig then started to malfunction. Water was going everywhere out of the top of it. I was trying to hold the water back. I then noticed how clear and vivid all of this was, and more water started to come out. I realized I was dreaming, but woke soon after. ~ I had just gotten to work. It was my last week there. Kaitlin was going home for the day; it was two o'clock, and I was coming in to relieve her. I then was by myself, and was trying to think of why I quit, and how I wouldn't be rehiriable. I started to regret my decision. I couldn't go back to Kohl's, and now I couldn't go back here. What had I done? I actually really like this job. Where would I go now? I had no back-up plan. I then had a customer who wanted a deli sandwich. I went to the sandwich bar and got some bread. The deli was on the opposite side of the bakery than it usually is. I also had never made a deli sandwich before, but the person working at the deli was already helping another customer. The customer, a female, was telling me what she wanted on the sandwich. I was having a hard time remembering what she was saying. I was also waiting for the sandwich bar to clear up so I'd have room; there were a couple of deli employees there already making sandwiches for customers. I put her sandwich on the end of the bar. I then saw Judy, a lady I used to work with at Kohl's, run up to the sandwich bar to help the deli really quick. I don't recall what else happened with that customer. I then had another customer, a younger man, probably in his 30's or so. He ordered some "garlic cheesy bread". I had never done this before, so I tried to repeat his order back to him so I knew I was going to give him the right thing. I had thought he said he wanted a lot of garlic, and I picked up a shaker of garlic salt. I asked him if he wanted lots of garlic, and he said no. So I put a moderate amount on there, and asked if that was ok. He said "It's fine," but he didn't seem happy that I had put any garlic on there at all. I don't remember anything else about this encounter. A lady then came to the counter and asked if Kaitlin was working. I said no, she left at 2. I then was cleaning up a mess on the floor. It looked like some small sprinkles of flour had gotten on the floor. There was water all over the floor for me to squeegee up, but there were a couple of long rugs on the ground as well. I kept trying to not get the rugs wet, but I'd always accidentally dip the squeegee into a puddle and it would soak the rug. I was trying to squeegee all the spots of flour up, but I was having a hard time with the rugs and all. I then noticed that water was now pouring all over the floor. I looked over and saw that the clear hose that drained water from something that ran the mixer into the drain was dislodged from the drain and getting water all over the floor. Ugh. I went over and lodged the hose back into the drain. I let it go, and saw it move a little, and thought it may come back out. I tried to adjust it a bit more. I then left it alone. Water and bread dough then sputtered out of something in the mixer as the hose started to function normally again. I then started to feel how full my belly was. I had eaten a big breakfast. I burped and puked a little bit in my mouth. Instead of swallowing it though, it came out of my mouth as little red, chunky-looking salsa bits. They landed on the ground, only about three or four of them though. I had eaten some kind of Spanish omlette with salsa for breakfast. I kept going on as if nothing happened; I didn't think any customers saw me, even though there were a lot by the sandwich bar. I then saw someone walk away from the bar who hadn't been helped yet. I guess maybe they had seen the vomit. ~ Just a side note...IWL I have not quit my bakery job. I haven't even considered it. This is the second dream I've had about it, however, the other one being a couple of nights ago.
I am an explorer of sorts, I am walking in the grass of a foreign planet, the environment is resembling a savanna yet very green and lush. My spaceship is parked on top of a hill, I did not seem to question that it looked like an early 19th century brig thou -_- A small river flows by close to the hill and a quite large forest is close as well. At the bottom of the hill there is a sci-fi looking trailer that I think were used as a forwarding base, I thought to myself why we would put it so close to the actual ship but concluded that everyone was to lazy to walk up the hill.. I had walked quite a bit and I was on the other side of the forest I mentioned earlier, I see something running at a distance and goes in among the trees towards the ship, "A raptor?!" I think and start running as well to save my crew but I am too slow to catch up so I go down on one knee and close my eyes. Suddenly I zoom out into 3rd person mode and the flying camera view flies off over the forest to get to the ship, from above I see the raptor entering the trailer "Damn too late! Why did I leave my body behind? Now I can't do anything anyway!". I concentrate on what is going on in the trailer and one crew-member runs into a storage area and locks the door, there is also an chameleon creature in there that looks like a Koala but much faster and more agile. "Yes, lucky!" I think as I find another crew-member sleeping inside the storage area, my vision goes dark and I feel that I have taken control of the sleeping body, as I open my eyes the raptor is standing over me, "Shit did it break into the room already!?". The raptor then kills me, I instinctively reverse the flow of time (Prince of Persia style) and I open my eyes again with the raptor about to kill me. Two time reversals later and I manage to stay alive long enough for the other crew-member that I had seen run in before come to my rescue with a stick he had presumably sharpened himself and the raptor retreated, before it went out the door it turned and looked at me with a you'll regret this sort of look, it then left. The Koala tries to leave shortly after as well but I call out to it first "Wait! why don't you join us? You can keep watch on top of the trailer and then join my crew". The Koala seems to accepts and swings itself up onto the trailer and grabs unto the antennae, I and the other crewman climbs on top as well, many of my other crew has come as well, someone must have sent a signal for them. The earth begins to move and a maelstrom starts opening very close by, the ground starts shifting and the trailer starts to spin slowly while the earth rises beneath it. The crew is terrified but I say confidently "Don't worry, it will go away on it's own", I enjoy the feeling of riding this sort of earth wave and seeing as large rocks rises out of the earth, the rumbling sounds as the earth start getting swallowed by the now massive hole that is eating the land around itself, I finally decide that it might be best to evacuate after all as I see some crew being crushed and disappear into the ground. The trailer comes close to the ship and we leap out and land on the hull, both the guy that helped me and the Koala made it, I run up to the wheel as the ship is pulled around making a spin on top of the earth and rocks, as I take hold of the wheel a large portal opens up in front of the ship, it is completely dark except the edges that is brightly showing yellow and blue light as the void meets the world around. the sails are down and the ship is propelled forward through the portal, I can't help to think I might have lost most of my crew there. The ship is now on another planet and we are closing a port, the port is situated between two enormous cliffs as if in a ravine, the city is mostly made of wood and there are many stairs going up and down the cliff-sides, the docks are in between the cliffs and since the ship is flying this is no problem, we dock and as I start walking into the city I realize that this isn't my body "What happened to the body I left behind? Was that my body?! Who am I? Where is my real body?!" At this point I start becoming paranoid and think I am being followed and I wake up... -_- I didn't become lucid this time but I was starting to question my reality so at least that's good.
Updated 07-16-2014 at 03:43 PM by 70078
The Cruise NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I´m on a cruise in the caribbean sea. All my friends are there, german and american. We´re docking and go shopping in a big mall. I meet a guy I really dislike and beat him up. We return to the cruise ship, which now looks like a pirate ship, wooden and really big. I find out it has 3 floors. The machine room, the living quarters and a restaurant under the blue sky. I ask a guy how deep the water is and he answers: 44m/144ft. I look down and see a book laying on the ground but I forget about it quickly. I find out one of my friends cooperated with the FBI and I´m getting thrown off the ship. I wake up on the beach, stand up and decide to go find the ship. I meet two of my american friends, they tell me the hole story and I start swearing in english (from that moment on the hole dream is in english). I find my way back to the ship, and go straight to the captain´s room. It´s Chow from "The Hangover" and he does his weird laugh...I wake up.
Updated 06-25-2014 at 11:09 AM by 69017
Dream Lucidity Notes I was on a ship filled with people when someone threw a homemade bomb into the crowd. The bomb got tossed around like if it was a "hot potato" and it finally blew up on some guy. He went flying and we thought he was dead but he slowly got up and started running off the ship. His head was blown open and I could see his brain. While he was running off me and a girl chased after him, especially the girl but I realized he was too wounded. I said "That guy is wolf food now..." We were then in an island and as we were getting back into a bus, I started fighting people. I beat up a lot of them but then I got thrown off the bus. I was locked out but some girls that were in the bus were nice enough to hand me a few bottles of water. I told the girls I'd be back to help them. I went into a big house that looked more like a motel on the inside. There was a TV playing music and as I walked towards it, I said "I haven't had a sad dream in a while." A fat lady was walking towards me and I asked her "If this were a dream, would I be able to change the song to a song from Tangled?" The replied Yes, but it would play before the current song" That confused me but all the talk about dreams made me do a reality check. I started counting my fingers and noticed I had a lot of them. I realized I was dreaming. I looked around the house and there were a lot of stuff on the counters. I noticed my dream blurring and getting disoriented so I rubbed my hands and then looked at them to stabilize the dream. I faced the TV and tried to make fireballs but the only results were sparks or embers coming out of my fingers. I thought about maybe taking a pill that would give me the ability to use fireballs but didn't. I flicked my index, middle finger, and thumb, which caused a glowing crescent to come out and fly towards what I pointed. The crescent curved in the way my palm faced. I tried different positions of my palm and the crescent would react to how my hand was. I turned around and went down some stairs into a dark room. I flipped a light switch and a few lights started to go on. I yelled while raising my hands "Let there be light!" and the room lit up. I looked at stuff on the counter and then decided to go back upstairs and into another room where I heard Blacksher calling out to L. Hernandez. The place looked like Denise's room. I saw Desirae on a counter laying down. I asked her why she was there and she said she was sick to her stomach. I asked with what and she said with Vygil or something. She looked really pale. I then went to Blacksher and she was saying something and I wanted her to shut up so ducktape replaced her mouth. She was trying to talk and had green skin. I let her have her mouth again and left towards Desirae. All 3 cats were there and I wanted Lucy to turn into a tiger. I pointed to Bugaloo but realized it was Bugaloo. I saw Lucy and flicked a crescent on her and she started turning into a tiger. I believe in this dream my lucidity was low, since it didn't feel as real as previous lucid dreams. I could still control myself, though. As for the Glowing Crescents, I'm going to use that as a way to point to things that I want to change, like I did with Lucy. If I want to change, for example, a tv into a radio, I'll use a Glowing Crescent on it while. I think this will help me with changing stuff.
All I remember from my dream was a ship on a body of water
I am walking aimlessly around this room that seems to be an below the surface room on a ship. Someone is sitting in a chair in the corner passed out snoring. I'm looking at all the shit in here and know that it's a DC's room who will be here any minute. All of a sudden the DC's computer turns on and some guy is on the other end of a web cam, and he gets all excited to see me, and I wonder why, but I block the camera with something because I find it weird, and the guy looks all pervy. Then I look again and he's still there and he yells OMG Miley Cyrus. Then I realize I'm Miley Cyrus, and freak out, the the DC comes in and yells at me for fucking with his webcam, so I run around his bed and sit down and he forgets I'm there. (p.s. I'm not a miley fan, so)
Updated 01-30-2014 at 04:07 AM by 61831
24.11.2013 1/3NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Eu estava num barco/jangada, pescando com algumas pessoas. Nós pescávamos, mas só conseguíamos peixes deformados/feios, como aqueles abissais. De repente um monstro do mar surgia e criava uma onda tão grande que nos jogava em terra e secava o mar. Podíamos ver os peixes abissais por todo lugar. Todos ficavam tristes/abalados pelo ocorrido e íamos embora. Encontrava minha mãe me esperando e andávamos. Passávamos por dentro deum mercado/padaria. Eu dizia que não tinha conseguido nenhum peixe. Minha mãe respondia: "Não existem mais peixes".
Was on a beach at early morning / late evening, with a very atmospheric setting in twilight (the actual word, not the franchise) looking like the picture below but with a bit darker horizon. Two guys were fooling around next to me, acting like they could push each other by an invisible power, like the force in Star Wars. One of them turned to me and acted like he pushed me with air, and I played along, acting like I was getting shot backward. For fun, I let myself fall on my back into a pool of water formed in the sand. I felt my clothes get soaked and thought what a horrible idea that was. The guys told me in a serious tone to get out of the water, there might be dangerous creeps or animals in it. The rest of the dream is hard to remember, with only flash memories of me swimming along the shore at an incredible speed, feeling very light and comfortable, and something about a ship and some people on the shore.
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