memorable

It started off as an ordinary dream where I was in a large city at this Bank. I thought about how cool it would be to be a security guard and I became one! Strutting around looking tough and watching out for thugs was the job

Then, something happened that may have implicated me. Perhaps I stole something? I found myself sneaking out the building and then doing a 'runner' to the nearest underground trainstation with police sirens not far behind.

The next minute, the cities behind me and I'm roller blading down the middle median strip of this large highway still escaping, I turned my head and looked back to see a large plume of smoke and flame in the city. What did I do? In front of me there were several large fire trucks speeding towards me. One of them somehow flipped and was sliding towards me. No probs, I just jumped over it as I sped on my way down the hill.

I stopped roller blading and looked to the right of the road. There was a cathedral/temple like building there with large wooden doors. Uphill from the temple there were trees on the bank down from the road with a cleared flat area an acre in size just adjacent. Bordering the flat there was a river meandering through the flat and beyond into the trees. I could see a faint path heading down the bank towards the green grassy flat area and the river.

However, I looked at the doors of the cathedral/temple and became lucid enough to realize, 'I can walk through those'. So I walked through and in doing so, became mostly lucid.

Upon entering there was a gong like sound. Looking ahead of me I was in a large rectangular temple, just one large room. It was artfully decorated but I wasn't really looking at those, my attention was on the far end of the room where a monk life figure was. He had a lion on chain next to him. The chain was perhaps two meters in length. Immediately, I was in a spiritual soul searching mood and went up to the monk.

The lion acted like it wanted to eat me but I overcame the fears, walked right up to the monk and lion. There seemed to be a barrier around me and the lion came to within 6 inches, was stopped and returned back to its master and sat down. I then knelt respectfully and asked the teacher for spiritual guidance as I was struggling with things.

Unfortunately, I don't remember the exact details of all of our conversation. I can remember thinking to myself, 'try and remember Ray! Oh man, I'll never remember all this!'. He solemnly shares half a dozen sentences on life, the 'requiem of the soul' etc. I said how I knew what the right things to do were but couldn't do them..................fast forwarding some blank spots..........'in order too....a Sahgii ( follower ) spends a hour a day meditating in ( Mahdnii )." Wish I remembered more.

Now comes the funny part. All of a sudden, the beast on the chain next to the monk lunged forward and grabbed my crotch in its mouth. I was almost overwhelmed with pain and fear! Still being lucid however, I quashed the fear and called out to the master there while gripping the beasts jaw to relieve the pressure. He called of the beast and said, "oh dear, it seems that ...( name of beast )...has decided that it's time for you to go now. He helped me start to limp towards the door, half bent over from pain. Going towards the door I allow myself to feel a bit angry and it surged up like a tidal wave! I swung around and scream out vehemently that if I ever met that lion again I'd rip him apart with my bare hands! Said this a few times haha. The monk took this in his stride with a calm demeanor and placid smile an continued to help me out the temple.

Once outside we were then walking up the road and started walking on the faint track heading down the bank towards the river. Still a bit in pain, anger gone, I saw the funny side of things and said to the monk, 'he really had my by the balls back there didn't he?" He and I then laughed uproariously for a good while.

In this dream, its the end of the world. The Apocalypse. The forces of evil lead by Lucifer, the deceiver have trapped my parents and I in this pit.

Satan arrives and presses a button on top of the pit. Next, the pit starts filling up with acid!

My parents and i embrace each other in a triangular shape. We love each other so much and share some final precious last words, prepared to die for our faith rather than cave in to evil.

The acid starts to eat our legs, I fall first. I embrace my parents legs as the acid kills me. The light fades and I welcome the blissful release into the oblivion of darkness....

...after dying, I end up in this simple square room with my dad! Amazed at being alive again and full of strong emotions, I look around the room. It has no furniture apart from a table in the middle with some chairs around it. A huge book is on top of the table. Its a book we have to write down our details on to register for the afterlife, heaven.

"Dad, we don't deserve this....Where is mother, she didn't make it?..Why did God save us, why are we here!!!" I was full of questions and asked my Dad. "Son, God is merciful, so very merciful. God knows every heart.

I woke up then really disturbed. The dream affected my emotions a lot! I still felt I had died. It was so real...

I dreamed that I was imprisoned in the tops of a tall tree overhanging a series of cliffs and steep banks. The jail cell was simply a platform, apart from jumping there was no way down.

Soon, another person is sent up to the platform tree top jail. This person is a curvaceous pretty young female. Initially, she is snobby and curt. I tell her there's no way to escape when she starts looking around. However, she smirks at me, winks and dramatically steps of the edge of the platform.

Shocked, I look down! She falls towards the steep banks and aligns her feet to land on the slope so her impact lessened by sliding instead of a straight flat fall to the ground. She bounces and slides down to the ground where there is a large wide river.

Emboldened by this act of female bravery, I jump over and...survive! I run over to the woman by the river and its love at first sight. I walk up to her, grab her and make love under the moonlight, celebrating out escape together....

The dream skips on, She's been captured again and re-rehabilitated into this tribal group living up in some snowy mountains. I plan to rescue her.

So, I sneak up the their dormitory like sleeping quarters in the snowy mountains one night and wake her up. she's been expecting me, we'd communicated somehow. Typical female, she has a big pile of things to take with her so I make several trips flying ( I somehow had wings now ) from her open window to a small distance away where I was making a pile of things.

Suddenly, the other people in the dormitory wake up and come to stop us! Disappointed with the way the dream was heading, I hit the rewind button. A bit unusual, I don't do this often in dreams but I legit re-winded the dream back to when I first wake the girl up. This time however, I whisper to her and we leave the things there.

Next, I'm the girl. The male me is gone and I'm flying down the snowy mountains away from the village. The mountains are very steep and rocky with piles of snow everywhere. My wings are slowing me down but not completely. I fall from cliff to cliff, ledge to ledge and finally make it down safely.

I walk to a nearby train station in town from there but hop onto the wrong train station! Not sure where i was going or the destination....it takes me to this weird town where the culture is like something out of a eighteen hundreds western wuxia novel.

Just before we get to the town, the train goes through these weird fantasy landscapes. Dystopian type deserts and post-apocalyptic landscapes. Another passenger on the train starts telling me all these amazing stories regarding the landscapes, whats beyond them etc. Apparently, beyond the apocolyptic desert there was a land of paradise where immortals lived with magic powers. Everyone in the town we were going had that distant land as their dream.

I grew excited in the dream about the idea and started imagining all the 'powers' I'd get going there and even before! haha.

At the new town, the train terminated at a teleportation bubble...which brought us into the train station.

in town, ( I'm still a lady here ), I book in at a inn, everyone's dressed up old fashioned style. I must look out of place, everyone's staring. Walking up to this guy in a suit and top hat, I try and hug him in public. He backs away wildly as if I was attacking him!

I then go up to another guy, with a group of people and cheekly try and knee him in the nuts, He and everyone else backs away looking at me like I'm mad. I start to feel that way and wonder whats wrong with myself and the dream...hahah.

strange dream where I'm in this huge performance tent. I think that this tent was a part of some large event, perhaps some type of 'show', circus, musical performance or festival.

Inside the tent, things seem like a computer game. A middle aged lady and I are competing against each other seeing how many 'glowing lights' we could touch with our hands. Once we touch the lights, our bodies absorbed the lights giving us more energy/power and who knows what else.

I had the impression that the lights represented either a virus or perhaps the souls of people dying in the latest pandemic?

The other lady and I leaped a twirled around collecting all the lights, we were shining light a christmas tree! With this level of power, things seem to push us both to each other. Next, we threw out clothes aside, both of us having the same idea in mind. The power upgrade must have stimulated the sex drive or something else drove us.

The lady wasn't very attractive. She was slightly overweight and otherwise average. However, like a magnet, we connected and engaged in a explosive sexual release!

Next in the dream, I learn my Sister is coming to perform a pop-star song on the stage in a nearby tent. In real life, my sister is a conservative christian, she doesn't do pop music. In the dream, I approached her back on the old farm. "Its something I want to do", she tells me. "How come you look asian now?" I question her?

She now looks Asian, having dyed her hair plus adding a lot of makeup to her face. Just a temporary change she says. Then she also argues that we have a bit of Asian in the bloodline and points to my own facial characteristics as an argument in her favor.

My dream brain finds it all really weird and tries unsuccessfully to figure it all out.

Just before stage, I talk to my sister about what she's singing. She's singing something nationalistic which is nice and is nervous to perform.

Dream of spending time around a time like Nimbin, wearing dress, old massage school, herbs, health foods, find pants, fighting boys, flee town.

In this dream I spent a afternoon and night adventuring around the town of NB. The town had a real hippy alternative feel to it with lots of market stalls, lovely colors everywhere etc etc.

Well, I find myself in a Shopping mall wearing a Dress! ( I'm a guy ). Somehow, I fit right in with all the other crazies and all's fun and good. I bump into some people I knew from years ago from a massage school I attended. They were running classes in a side room in the shopping mall.

I waltz into the room in my dress and peer around. Theres half a dozen people inside inlcuding the teach, they are all practicing Shiatsu! Tapping the teaching on the should, who I recognize, I yarn with him for a bit then happily move on.

Outside, theirs a nearby shop that sells clothes and healthy foods! Hmm, I wanna find some trendy hippy hemp pants so I go in the shop. However, I feel a bit like a poor hobo and the shop lady eyes me of suspiciously. Acting innocent, I look around, eye of the food and clothes then walk back outside.

Continuing my mission to find pants and get out of the dress, I walk up and down the street, looking at various stalls and trying to find the right one. Its night time by now. Finally, I find some nice pants and YAY, i'm out of the dress.

Walking around town, I see a bunch of young teenage guys goofing around on a small bank next to a road. I walk up to them and next thing I know, they are attacking me! Well, being much larger and stronger, I hold my ground and toss them around playfully, but you know what? Theirs strength in numbers! I start getting a bit knocked about too and start getting a bit aggressive.

After tossing them around, knocking a few heads together and blackening a couple of eyes, I feel like my frustrations have been vented! One of the boys starts crying and runs off to find his dad.

Just then, my dad turns up in his car! "Quick, lets leave" he loudly whispers to me, "Those boys you beat up have rich and influential parents!

Hmm, time to go, I jump in the car and escape!

I dreamed that I was looking through my attic when I came across this old diary. It was the diary of a boy back in the wild west colonial times in America.

Flipping through the book I came across a very unique page. The page was displaying the stories in diary on a moving screen build into the page, which felt like every other page. Watching the moving pictures, I was drawn into the story of the and part observed, part participated in a number of adventures.

Inside the diary now, the boy was one of three. He had a brother and a sister, Dad and Mum. They were quite a wealthy family in the upper class of that time frame. They had black American servants and wore fancy dresses.

The boy was lonely though, and he had a pet cat. Him and the cat had fun playing together and romping around their country estate.

One day, the boy was wandering in the woods and he came across a Indian brave. Him and the Indian brave became good friends! The Indian brave used the friendship of the boy for his own purposes and got the boy to help him sabotage a key Industrial building...

So, the brave got the boy to help him collect kegs of gun powder and dynamite. Then, they sneaked down one night and planted it around this building, a very important one for the boys fathers business. It was located near a swamp and a river. BOOM, it went up in smoke and ashes.

The boys father held a meeting. In their large hall in the main house, there were many soldiers, servants and the whole family was there. The father was very angry!! He was discussing with the soldiers there about who had done it and interrogated the servants.

Later on that day, the boys younger brother found his diary which had all his mischievous adventures recorded in it and gave it too his Mother. She instantly know what had happened and quietly put it back down as the boys father was in the room then.

"Huh? Whats that? Let me see that Diary" The father swaggered over...

"Its ok dear, its Allen's Diary. You know, boys that age need their privacy" she reasoned as she nonchalantly took it from his hands...

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Next fragmented Dream:

I dreamed that I was an opera singer performing in a large Orchestra. Some musical people in my family were there and I was trying to impress them with my voice. I had to sing some songs that I hadn't sung before....

In this one, I'm on a road with my friend and we're have just come from a party. Now, we are trying to hitch hike to a nearby cricket match!

we try and flag down a few cars with no success, then two more guys hike up the road and join us. Some more thumbing at cars and a truck pulls over with room for us all. We pile in the truck.

One of the guys is worried about losing his stuff in the truck and the driver tells him not to worry. Then, we talk about a few different topics including inflation of products like....bottled water! We yarn with the driver about how the price of bottled water has gone up due to inflation from this amount....to this amount!

Arriving at the cricket match, we pile out of the truck and walk down. My friend is auditioning to join the cricket team or something like that. He goes out to bowl on the field while we watch, then something weird happens.

I'm seeing him bowl from the perspective of two other senior members of the cricket team, a guy and lady. Its like I'm watching their imagination in my own dream mind.

The senior cricket lady watches him bowl and sees a super sexy strong athlete. She admires his long hair ( was't that long ) and gives it a extra sheen and also adds more muscle definition.

The senior guy in charge of the team watches him bowl and well, his imagination is boosting my friends bowling skills! In this guys mind, some of my friends ball actually curve in mid air and one actually bounced twice in the opposite direction before landing in the middle of the stumps. Weird right?

Of course, my friend was accepted into the team and he thanked me for my support. haha

So in the continuation from the last dream, Some type of humanoid Alien had saved me from earth which was self-destructing and I was now in a space vessel orbiting Earth.

The alien was discussing with me about his different ideas and thoughts of how to save earth, undo what had happened, reverse time etc etc. Stuff, I don't quite remember. The alien had developed a clone of me which was in a 'regeneration' tank.

Apparently, the clone was being used to try and help with extracting my memories of the events which happened but wasn't working. So the Alien now wanted to try something else.

He showed me this headset device which straps over my head and instructed me to imagine being back in the memories of the disaster. Then, the device would record my memories and project them onto an outside screen in his laboratory.

So, I put this device on my head, a little worried about the radiation. The alien re-assured me that it wasn't a problem.

All was black at first, then I could start to see flashes of my memories of the previous dream. Very weird. Next, I'm back in the previous dream and I literally re-play the dream, with only a few 'idiosyncrasies' and differences.

Feels weird to have re-played the dream later in the night in a Alien spaceship with a VR like headset strapped to my head!

I dream that earth has been in a large catastrophic war, not sure who between. I'm standing up on a mountain with brother E near a large city looking at the effects of the war.

The war has created a plague of black 'corruption' that is constantly spreading out and over the planets crust causing major tectonic plate splitting, earthquakes and general mayhem.

Realizing that humanity is doomed, we take off down the mountain in our car to have some last minute 'fun'. We zoom around at top speed dodging cars, people and the odd pocket of black corruption floating in the air, a precursor to the disruption of the crust.

At one point, we go inside a house that has a meeting of young people taking place. Meals are being served and the youth are discussing the disaster. We act cool and try and fit in...

back outside we zoom off out of the city and decide its time to suicide. Somehow, we had gotten our hands on some kind of nuclear material in the shape of a gas cylinder. I graciously let my brother, E go first and he kneels over the cylinder while I gas him with the intense radiation.

Just before I do it, something stops me and the dream blacks out...

The next dream in the next dream REM cycle is a continuation of this dream, it seems.

I dream that I'm in a flying vehicle. Not sure if it was a Helicopter or a UFO type vessel.

I'm in a squad of around a dozen soldiers and we're about to drop out of the aircraft down to a frozen, snowy Island where we'll do a scouting patrol run around the perimeter of the Island.

We drop down out of the aircraft into a frozen wasteland of ice, snow fighting off the cold wind with white colored winter army gear with military weapons.

I'm second in command, the leader of the group is a tough blond haired mature woman. I feel a deep sense of loyalty to her no matter what. I plod in her footsteps determined to not miss a step, fall behind or tire.

Seeming to realize why we're here I walk up beside her and faintly whisper to her out of the corner of my mouth...
"Are we here to kill them all? I'm ready, just do the signal" She knows who I'm referring to and whispers faintly back without turning her head, "No but good observation. We'll wait until they start attacking us and then we'll kill them."

In order to save those loyal to us in our squad, she'll wait until that attack us and then we'll kill them while saving those who attack us.

I nod my head in approval and we trudge on...

I dreamed that I was entering a museum to meet up with some family members who had arrived before me.

As I entered, I saw another person talking to a staff member over the reception desk, however I walk past the reception and confidently stride past the reception down the hallway to the museum forgetting, that I had to get a ticket. Perhaps it was due to my quick confident stride but the reception lady didn't stop me.

I know that I was at the museum a week earlier and I quickly pass through the exhibits briefly looking at one of them. One exhibit catches my eye, its what looks like to be artisticly created large protein molecules in 3d, beautifully coloured. I spend a minute to admire all the unique structures.

finally, I catch up to my Dad who's reclining on a antique bed while reading his Kindle. On the other side of the room is a tourist information desk with a middle aged lady with neck length blonde hair, quite heavy set and strong looking. I sit down on a chair near her and chat to Dad about relationship stuff.

"What do you think of 'this' and 'that' girl?" He throws out a couple names. "Dad, I'm happy being single, seriously, I'm at a point in life where I need to focus on other things". We debated back and forth a bit.

At a gap in our conversation, the lady in the desk behind me speaks up. "Do you have your ticket on you?" My mind immediately races a hundred miles a hour as I realise I didn't get one. Feeling to scared, afraid and ashamed to say the truth I lie convincingly and declare, "Yeah" and wave her question off. "Oh, of course" she nods her head.

Then, my Mother and Sister Han turn up. I look up at Hannah from where I sit and admire her strong white teeth. Her teeth are doing well all things considered, despite the small amounts of decay I notice between her two front teeth.

I get tired of the family dialogue dramas of which I don't remember the minor details and decide to leave the museum.

I walk up a near hall way and seem to wander into a construction zone. "No, don't go there, its a construction zone!" the staff lady who asked me about the ticket earlier was right behind me. "Ah, ok" I turn back and head up a different passageway. "Not there either, there's electrical hazards up that passageway" she says irritated now. "Oh, Right, sorry 'bout that". I look about with bleary confused dream eyes and see another passageway with I'm sure is the exit!

This passageway takes me underneath a roll down garage door and suddenly, I realise that I'm in the loading zone for the library as theirs a truck ahead of me. "Confused and alarmed I turn around to see the garage roll down door closing. "STOoooop closing the dooor I'm in here!" I scream out as I dive at the closing door only to have it close off on me. A second later, it re-opens and the lady appears, not too happy to see me.

I'm very apologetic now and apologise to her while walking past. She growls and says, "Not happening on my watch, I don't want that failure on the books" ( Not sure what she meant ) and proceeded to trap me between the garage roll down door and a plastic drape which helped seal the door. I struggle valiantly thinking, "No, I can't let her kill me like this". However, my dream body loses the struggle due to lack of 'air' and I lose consciousness in the dream and wake up.

This is that type of dream that you struggle to explain. Its based on how I feel like I should be having more dreams and remembering more detail.

I recall the dream lasted for a while but its hard to describe. So, both dreams and dream content were represented as a series of hollow circles in a row, a path of progression. The circles filled up and advanced or emptied and retreated depending on what I did/said or thought during the day. Their wasn't a immediate effect but rather a slow gradual adjustment to my day to day life.