non-lucid

I could fly. I was in a street, trying to show off. I tried to dive down and go as low as possible before pulling up again. I misjudged my approach and had to land (hard) as I came down too steeply.

I looked to the horizon and saw a massive mushroom cloud rising. Then there were several. I was in denial for a brief moment, but finally accepted this was really happening. What followed was hectic. I turned on the news, which was about the attack. They said the explosions were at least a hundred kilometers away, but I could see with the naked eye that the wave of debris was moving quite fast. I knew I wasn't safe no matter what the news said. I decided to call my mother, who lives very close to me, to discuss a plan. I realized I'd planned to plan this possibility in advance, but never got to it and kept postponing it because I thought it would never really happen. I tried calling her, but I was inexplicably using a rotary phone which was very difficult to use (I was making mistake due to nerves).

There was an invasion of Martian tripods. They destroyed a lot, but took some humans prisoner, including me. We were escorted by one of the massive machines to a kind of work camp. We decided to try and escape. I remember digging through the dirt (it was a kind of mine) for a way out. It was very narrow and I felt very claustrophobic. Finally, I dug my way out. I found myself somewhere high up. There was a soldier of some kind, here to rescue us. There was a chopper waiting on the ground for extraction. I held onto the soldier and he jumped down, opening his parachute to break the fall. I know that's not how parachutes work, but whatever. We got on the chopper and flew off before the tripods could get us. This whole dream was most likely inspired by watching a CinemaSins video about 'Ready Player One', in which there's a scene featuring Martian war machines from the 1953 movie.

Pennywise from 'It' and I made a pact. He granted me a power, telekinesis. I approached a guy who had always been bullying me. He was perhaps 10, and I think so was I. I wanted to just lift him with TK and pull him towards me. To scare him, maybe hurt him. But when he was suspended in the air in front of me, he looked dead. Like, I'd accidentally snapped his neck by pulling him so violently or something. That's when Pennywise began haunting me. I could feel the terror building inside of me as he got creepier and creepier, but then my real-life alarm clock went off and saved me. Phew.

While at work (very much in real life), I was walking around back and forth (I'm a guard of sorts). I was dead tired, having slept very little the night before. While walking, I closed my eyes for a second. I saw people in front of me, including a man whose face changed the harder I focused on it. I tried to call out to them (mentally, I didn't speak in reality) but obviously the hallucination ended when I opened my eyes again.

There was a shooting. I approached a wounded enemy gunman, who was squirming on the ground, and shot him in the head with a revolver. I knew I had to save bullets for an encounter with a monster later. There was another enemy with a gun in the distance. I think he shot one of my allies (a girl?). Or he could have been the monster but shapeshifted into the form of a man.

I've been tripping balls for much of the morning/noon but remember almost none of those dreams.

The first 'episode' I had was when I saw a street scene (a vision, nothing happened and I wasn't there physically) at what I knew was the sea. Like, the coast of Belgium. Probably somewhere between Blankenberge and Knokke.

In the second dream, I walked onto my balcony, which was covered in snow. I briefly wondered why there was snow in the middle of summer, but I didn't care too much. I noticed when I picked up some snow, I did not feel the cold. I proceeded to rub snow all over my body (I was bare chested, it's hot as hell right now) and noticed I couldn't feel anything at all. It felt amazing.

As I came close to waking up, I saw a vision of a watch. I tried to see what time it was, but it was turned on its side. I mentally turned it the right way up, and read the time. It was 09.40 AM. When I opened my eyes and looked at my laptop's digital clock, it really was 09.40 AM. Spooky.

So there's this huge building on the moon, except it's on a water ocean. Inside the structure, me and another person (a girl?) are fighting a kind of shapeshifting monster that likes taking the form of people. Nor Pennywise for a change, yay! I think I shot him with a sniper rifle when it was about to shoot the girl. In the end, the massive building (and I mean massive) exploded. The view cut to a control room back on Earth, where multiple Men in Black watched the building explode. An alarm blared, and a level 6 emergency was declared on the moon. Then it cut back to the building, which simply vanished. I saw the building wasn't really 'in' the ocean, but rather hovered over it using giant drone-like propellers. As the building vanished, the propellers stopped working and plunged into the ocean. We were swimming now, and reached a tropical island. We found some friendly natives, who helped us. Then some other weird stuff happened, like the chief was wearing a nose like a clown nose, but made from a hollowed-out nut. The chief then vanished as well, leaving us with his stuff.

A long dream of being haunted by 'It', otherwise known as Pennywise. I knew I was sleeping and tried to sleep through it, but whenever I tried I was overcome by this feeling of intense dread. At the end I was dragged under water by Pennywise in its clown form. It swam off with me as its mouth transformed into this fucked-up shape (full of teeth). I felt okay with this as I felt this was a sacrifice and others would live.

I was on a large piece of landmass (I could see the map). I wanted to hike towards an island/peninsula, where there was a gate to another world. The gate connected to another peninsula (connected to another large landmass) called 'Omphalos island'. My dad thought this was a bit extreme, as it was quite far.

I looked up what 'Omphalos' means. Looks like it has significance in ancient Greek mythology.

I was flying (hovering), to stay out of range of two SUVs full of stereotypical G-men (think 'Men in Black') who wanted to apprehend me. They had tasers and everything. One of them tried to reason with me. He said they needed me to help save the world. I felt a little nervous at the idea of having so much responsibility. And couldn't they just ask me nicely? I gained altitude with the white house in the background. It was night.

I was in a bus, driving on the BASF site (large chemical production plant I used to work for). I think my dad was driving the bus. He also works there in real life. The 'steamcracker', a plant critical to the operations of the site, was doing a test. Someone on the bus suggested getting some distance between the plant and our bus, just in case something went wrong. And it did! There was an explosion. I urged my dad to floor it out of there before the blast wave could get to us.

I woke up from one dream because I was experiencing pure terror. I tried to 'get back' to where I was, but to get there I had to go through a sequence of events (I'd passed through before) that were terrifying. I once again woke up because I couldn't deal with the fear. It literally made me breathe heavily and sweat. Scary stuff.

I found myself in either a movie theater or opera hall, seated somewhere in the crowd (section on the left). Then someone stabbed a blonde woman. Possibly the performer? Then a lot of people everywhere (almost everybody) pulled knives and attacked the same victim. I think the victim had done something to them, and they were taking their collective revenge. I was being blocked from escaping by a big dude (also armed with a knife). I was too scared to fight (too many enemies, all armed with knives while I have nothing) but I felt like their problem wasn't with me anyway, so doing nothing was the wisest course of action.

I was with Claire and a guy from work, Kamiel. We were in what I think was an empty general store, after hours. An unknown (human) enemy attacked us, and we were forced to fight. I helped Claire fight her attackers, then moved to Kamiel and did the same for him. But once I'd done that, I looked back and saw they'd somehow knocked Claire unconscious and were carrying her away. It felt weirdly impossible, as they weren't there last time I looked in their direction. I figured this was a video game, and this was a scripted event. Either way, worried for her safety, I rushed towards them but was slowed down by more goons who got in my way. I pushed them aside or ran past them, and managed to get through the door at the end. I knew this wasn't supposed to happen. This was scripted and this space was supposed to be unreachable for the 'player', me. I found myself in a large factory, that had people working on conveyor belts everywhere. They all stopped to look at me. The way they did it felt weird and unnatural, and I knew it was because I wasn't supposed to be here. These characters didn't have advanced AI or animations because the room was only supposed to be visible through a window in the door. Anyway, I saw they'd carried Claire through another double door at the end of a short corridor. I rushed after them, but couldn't open the door. I think they probably 'despawned' a few meters down the hall. I yelled after Claire, swearing I'd come for her. Like many dreams involving her character, we knew each other but I had hidden feelings I was too scared to show. Her getting in trouble unleashed those emotions of caring and worry, and gave me the speed and strength to try and save her.

What followed was another 'chapter' in the game, but featuring a main character other than myself. The character was a young boy (8, maybe 10 years old) navigating a dark alley with a flashlight. I knew the game's chapters were being played in reverse, as this chapter supposedly happened before mine.

I enter a bar. A bunch of metal dudes enter as well. They go to another room somewhere upstairs. Then my dad is with them, or at least they know my dad. They say something to me from the other room. I reply and try to find them in the building, but find nothing. The building is all wooden corridors smeared with blood, and burning naked corpses hanging from the ceiling. Monsters start appearing everywhere. I knock them out of the way with a makeshift club as I keep looking for my dad.

A lot of cool world-building in this dream. It's (presumably) the future. Neo-Nazi groups have taken over vast swaths of Africa and the Middle-East. Europe is now one nation, the United States of Europe. The European refugee crisis and SJW culture has gotten so bad, cities now have entire (dilapidated) ghettos that are utterly lawless and where the 'refugees' can do whatever they want. Dare to criticize this state of affairs, and they call you a bigot. Basically, the present but worse. I think the North America was also one nation in this world.

Anyway, me and two others walked through such a ghetto and visited an outdoor market where merchants hawked their wares. I saw the world map on a retro-looking computer screen in the wall (like an ATM, but not an ATM), highlighting the factions and the territories they controlled. Someone put something with a Neo-Nazi symbol on it into my friend's backpack, and he was immediately cornered by angry 'refugees'. No police here, so usually the scum just murders anyone they don't like. My friend (who looked like Brendon Hartley, a race driver in F1 and WEC) was a very smooth talker, and managed to talk his way out of it. When we walked away from the market, I expressed outrage over how they could just threaten someone's life and get away with it. Being SJWs, my friends ignored me, saying I was a racist. Apparently, liking law and order and disliking your country turning into a garbage dump ghetto is racist. Robin Williams was there too, and he spouted some stereotypical anti-Trump bullshit. Anyway...

We arrived at some other shop, and some kid was behind the counter. My friend handed the kid a ring. The kid looked like he was getting a vision. He said he'd seen my friend in a vision of the future (the ring was 'connected' to him and acted as a conduit for the kid's ability), and said he had to save the world. We (myself and the second friend) also played a role, but more as sidekicks. What followed was bizarre. The world turned on its side. We were still in the room, and it was like gravity suddenly changed direction. It came from the side instead of below. Objects from the wall in the distance 'fell' toward us, and we had to dodge all the debris. The wall itself started crumbling and the glass of the windows broke. I struggled to dodge the razor-sharp glass shards. But time was also weird. The scene event kept repeating, like Groundhog Day. After a while, I knew exactly where every piece of debris would fall, so I could dodge it easily.

Later on, this room was a crime scene. It looked like it had burned down. I was alone, and entered the building while the cops were still setting up their equipment. I was there to recover the ring, which was still there.

I recall flirting and eventually making out with a girl who reminded me a lot of Sophie, a girl from a Facebook group I (used to) moderate.