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#1015:
Date: July 19th, 2011
Length: 2 minutes
In this very strange dream I was in a place that at first looked sort of like a parking lot. With me was a girl who was apparently my little sister. I felt a really strong bond and real caring for her. Progressively the dream got darker and the parking lot turned into a sort of complex network of caverns, and in the end it was starting to look like hell or a similarly friendly place.
We kept seeing various sorts of ghosts/spirits/demons and things around us, unsure what was real and what was an illusion. I just tried to keep us moving and protect my little sister at all costs. I told her to not be afraid, and I knew that I needed her just as much as she needed me, if not more. She was somehow the key to stopping all of this. I don't remember if there was ever any resolution to the dream, but as far as I recall neither of us got hurt.
#1016:
Date: July 19th, 2011
Length: 4 minutes
Hey, it's another zombie apocalypse! This time I'm with a couple people, and we're holed up in a place that looks like a cross between a school and a fast-food restaurant. Most of us are barricaded near the front, where a large counter is. There are a lot of glass doors there, and we're shooting any zombies that try to enter. After a while, I realize that I really, really need to pee.
I start heading down a long corridor towards a bathroom, and I don't remember whether or not I took a leak. After a few moments, however, zombies have suddenly breached the building <I know I'm missing something here, but what??>. People are shooting while running away. My recall here is blurry -- I think we manage to kill the zombies, but then a few people betray us and steal a bunch of our stuff. I vaguely remember being alone again, outside, trying to find a new place to hole up.
Later on, I end up in some sort of fortified base/town. There is a decent population of people there, plus some shops and bars and things like that. It's night time, and for some reason I have to leave the base -- I think I had to deliver some important information to another nearby base. I walk out through the front gate, into a half-ruined city. Just as I go outside, I'm accosted by a bunch of guys (rednecks is the only real way I can describe them) who want trouble. I quickly get back into the base, where some guards prevent the guys from trying anything -- they talk about some system of laws that they will strictly enforce.
A few moments later, I half-realize that this is a dream, and that those guys can't actually hurt me, so I decide to just walk out of the base and start walking towards the other one.
#1017:
Date: July 20th, 2011
Length: 1 minute
I was playing in a Call of Duty tournament, although I haven't really played the game much. I was totally aware that I had no place being in this tournament, I think I was put in by accident or something. Anyways, we were in a game where I had a shotgun and one teammate, fighting against one guy who was an alien. My teammate picked up a sort of briefcase that we had to hold onto for 3 minutes in order to win.
Afraid that I would get completely destroyed at the game, I just stuck with my teammate the whole time and followed his advice. We ended up hanging around two small rooms -- he stayed in an easily defensible corner while I patrolled the rooms. I managed to kill the alien once, and he killed it once too, and that was sufficient for us to win apparently.
Some fragments from the past few days:
- A dream that Yao Ming was playing basketball again, but he got fouled and fell to the ground hard on the play. He stood back up and looked fine for a moment, but when he went to take a free throw his ankle buckled and he fell again, writhing in pain. It was clear he wouldn't be playing again :(
- I was in a cave with, guess who, Jean-Luc Picard. That's what, 5-6 dreams with him now?
- I was seated at a table in a restaurant, having some sort of formal dinner with a bunch of people. A girl pulled me aside and asked me out, but I thought she was a bit too young for me.
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Almost no recall from last night, just fragments:
- Some dream where I was being held prisoner in a basement, by some group behind a conspiracy of some sort. I think I became somewhat lucid and realized I could just walk out of the basement.
- I also have the strong feeling/memory that I had a lucid dream, and I think I remembered it at some point during the night, but now I can't quite recall it :(
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#1018:
Date: July 22nd, 2011
Length: 5 minutes
My whole family has decided to go to France. It's the morning of our flight, and we're in several cars, going to the airport. I'm driving one of them, but (as has happened in another recent dream) it's really strange and I'm half out of control while driving. I was somehow wedged between the back seat and front seat, obscuring my vision and ability to correctly steer and brake/accelerate. Because of this, I missed the exit I was going to take. My dad was in my car for a few moments and explained the mistake, and told me that I'd have to get out in a few exits and turn around. He then disappeared from my car and seemed to be in another which had taken the correct exit.
I crossed a long bridge over some water, and finally found an exit, which I took. After some more driving, it was clear I was lost. I ended up on foot, with my brother, in a strange sort of place. It was some kind of small town, in a desert-like area. In the distance was a large chain of mountains, into which was built an amusement park. There was a giant, mechanical dinosaur (T-rex) protruding from the mountains where some sort of water ride began. It was very realistic, save for its slow, robotic movements. Eventually after walking for a while I think we made it back to where we needed to be.
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No dream recall these past few days, except this nightmare last night:
#1019:
Date: July 25th, 2011
Length: 3 minutes
It's 6 AM, apparently. I wake up (in the dream), to hear my dad coming home -- it seems he was outside running. I get out of bed for some reason, and suddenly hear some strange noises outside. I look out the window, and see some people fighting. One of them had a knife (and I wrote something about a dock..?), and another one got his army broken. It seems like it was several people just beating up/mugging one guy. I ran downstairs to warn my family something was going on, but just as I was about to talk to my dad, I suddenly hesitated and went back upstairs.
Looking out the window again, I see a big van has now pulled up to our house. I hear loud noises and I realize that it's too late -- they've broken in and I failed to warn everyone. After that I just remember being afraid, blaming myself, and waking up.
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#1020:
Date: July 28th, 2011
Length: 10 minutes
This was a very odd, quite long dream. It had a bunch of different segments and my memory of it has faded a bit (not to mention I can't read half the stuff I wrote), but the overall idea was this: myself and a few other people were under the effects of some kind of curse that would, after a week, erase us out of existence. For some reason after this happened we would be forced to relive the final day again and again, groundhog day style. The dream basically consists of me reliving the day repeatedly, although each day is completely different and happens in a different place. My chronology of the whole dream is a bit funky, but I've tried to put it together in the way that makes most sense. I really hope this isn't totally confusing/unreadable, but it's pretty hard to explain.
<I don't remember much of this part, but I think I was walking with a few people, one of which was my friend from the start of the dream, and my notes say something about an old woman -- I think she's the one who cursed us>
After that I'm with a friend of mine, and we're going to a reunion of old school friends. Just before going into the house where the reunion is happening, I look at a paper sign on the window mentioning Anna, a person I knew when I was really really small and had all but forgotten about. I stop for a moment to think about this, then some people inside see us and quickly invite us in. I see a ton of people I used to know, and greet them all warmly.
I find myself in a different place, still with my friend. It's the last day, and we're both fully aware of it. My friend is pretty panicky and seems to have some last minute ideas on how to remove the curse, but I think we both get erased from existence, although I don't remember this part too well.
In another "last day," I'm at my old high school, and I'm frantically searching in the library for any books that can help me get more information about this curse and removing it. I find a book with some interesting symbols/runes that I try to memorize in hopes that they will be useful. I also talk to someone (J.) about my situation -- he's sympathetic but doesn't really have much he can do to help.
At some point, I have a sort of revelation about how to beat the curse, but it's also just a few moments before the day ends. I run up to the roof of the school, and there are two sort of machines (they looked like vending machines) that I'm trying to get to. However, this sort of large witch-looking person appears and attacks me, trying to block me from getting to the machines long enough for me to get erased. She's very strong but I finally take her down. I'm not sure exactly how (from the machines, I think? or was it something I found on the witch?), but I find out some sort of secret password that I can use on a computer to remove the curse. The password was composed of several of the emoticons ":{" and "}:". I think the password was "}::{" although I also remember thinking it was 6 characters, so maybe not.
Anyways, I realize that I'm about to be blotted out of existence and don't have time to type the password, so I write it down on a piece of paper which I will somehow be able to access when I relive this day. Suddenly everything goes pitch black -- I'm completely gone, although in a sense I'm still aware. The day then restarts, and I get the piece of paper where I wrote the password. I think it takes me a while to remember what it was for, but I succeeded in removing the curse once I figured it out.
Nonetheless, I relived a different version of the day, where I was once again trying to remove the curse but had found a different way. It was night time and I was in the streets of some suburb, once again running out of time. I sprinted to a house which was owned by an old friend of mine. I quickly went to his room, and he seemed to know all about my situation and how to remove the curse.
He told me I only had a few minutes left, and proceeded to deploy a small basketball hoop that was on a wall of his room. He handed me a a ball and showed me where to stand -- all I had to do to remove the curse was make one free throw from here before my time ran out. I shot maybe like eight times, and missed every single one. For some reason, I just couldn't hit the shot, even though the basket wasn't far away. The ball usually just hit the left side of the rim. I looked back at my friend and asked him for help: suddenly, a pure white aura appeared around his eyes, and some sort of white energy went towards me. I absorbed it (I think I might have swallowed it?) and immediately felt better, then made the free throw.
As the ball went through the net, I exhaled and felt a very strange but pleasant sensation. It was like my entire body/tension deflated as the curse was removed from me. I fell back onto the bed behind me, and suddenly saw all the events of the dream (or at least, what seemed to be the events of the dream) flash backwards in time very quickly before my eyes. The last thing I remember is something about an old woman, apparently named Ann Parila. I think I woke up after that.
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Sorry for the lack of updates, it's been a stressful couple of days...
- I had a dream where I was exploring a sort of abandoned (haunted?) wooden building with a few people. We had flashlights and glowing wands to light our way, but a bunch of them just died. I don't remember much from the dream unfortunately, except that building had several stories and it was creepy.
- I had some sort of lucid or semi-lucid last night, but I don't remember much. I recall spending a few moments trying to use each of my five senses to ground myself in the dream. I then used a door to transport me to a giant sort of mall-like area. Sex ensued.
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More dreams:
- I was chatting on skype with someone I used to work with. He wanted to show me his latest work, a sort of 3d video game that I suddenly find myself in. It seemed pretty cool, but it had really bad graphics and was very laggy.
- I was playing a soccer game, scored 1 goal and assisted some girl in scoring another. Then someone had a penalty kick against us and I saved it. Pretty good game.
- One of the heads of my college sent all the students an email talking about things we need to learn to do in these tough times. First on the list was learning to lucid dream.
- The dream began with me on some kind of spaceship with Geordi Laforge. There was some weird thing going on with the Earth, it had some sort of strange fluctuating gravity related to flocks of birds flying around. <...> I'm Eric Cartman suddenly, although not fat, and I start jumping on a bunch of floating blocks. They each get "marked" gold when I jump on them, and it all feels like a platformer game. Eventually I'm high in the sky on a platform, and jump down where other South park characters are. I make fun of Stan and Kyle, then Butters appears and throws up all over the floor near us.
- George Bush wanted me for some sinister secret mission.
- I was in some kind of sacred temple with a couple other people. While we were looking around we somehow unleashed an evil force. I don't really remember what it looked like, but it was some kind of fire demon or something. It seemed to be targetting me specifically, and as I ran through a bunch of corridors it hit me with huge fiery explosions. I could sometimes see myself in third person, smacked against a wall from the force of the explosion. I remember the burning feeling and all, but I seemed to be mostly OK considering the beating I was taking. At some point it felt sort of like a video game and I realized that by tilting my controller I could make myself dodge the fire by jumping off the walls into safe alcoves. Eventually I ran back to the temple's entrance, where I found an old Portuguese gypsy lady. I knew she would be able to stop the demon, but she didn't speak English. I tried asking her for help, but I don't speak Portuguese. I said "ayuda" figuring it would be close enough, but it wasn't (even though it is). So I ran outside to a sort of market and asked if anyone knew Portuguese. Someone did, and they told me that help was something like "mi palo" (???). I went back to the gypsy lady but she didn't understand that, either, so I went back to the market only to be told the same thing. I recall passing by someone who teaches at my college, and saying hello.
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#1021:
Date: August 10th, 2011
Length: 4 minutes
I tried to incubate a lucid dream. It didn't really work, but I ended up with this dream where at some point I was kind of lucid. At the start of the dream I was on a small island with a group of people. It was almost night time, and we have very limited time to construct our own little bases to fight off sinister creatures that would come once the night fell. At first I found a good place to set up camp, but eventually I started just walking around the island and seeing what people were doing.
It suddenly struck me (to a certain extent) that I was dreaming. I looked around and decide to ditch this place, I figured I didn't want to be around for whatever was coming anyways. I flew off the island to some hills in the distance. I ended up in a weird sort of cloudy place, where after walking around for a while I found a lovely plate of desserts in front of me. They were all very colorful and strange looking. I took one which looked like a red, fake/candied glass cup, and took a bite out of it. It was pretty juicy, sugary, and good. I also remember tasting another dessert, but I don't recall what it looked like. After that I don't remember much of the dream (sex?)
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#1022:
Date: August 12th, 2011
Length: 2 minutes
This was a strange sort of nightmare. Everything was extremely dark, sometimes pitch black. The dream began in the corridors of some kind of abandoned building. There was basically no lighting at all. A dark, malevolent force inhabited this place, and being captured by it basically meant death or worse. I managed to escape the building and run outside, then suddenly found myself taking cover in a run-down version of an apartment I used to live in.
We locked ourselves in this apartment, knowing we still weren't really safe, especially if we tried to leave the apartment. So we all sat against the walls, very distraught and scared. I think a few people were sobbing. Eventually I went back out and ended up in the building from the start. More people were there, and I was trying to save them. The malevolent entity manifested itself as some sort of fat zombie lady, and a few of us narrowly escaped before it could catch up to us. Some others didn't make it. I also wrote "guns, die" in my notes... who knows.
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- I had a dream involving going to see the new Conan movie. All I remember is that it was really long, and during some kind of intermission we went up to an elevated place in the movie theater where there was a small room that had food and stuff in it. To get there you had to climb on sort of rope ladders, and I was struggling with this and holding everyone up. I don't think I ever made it into that room, and went back to see the movie.
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- I don't remember exactly how, but I became lucid in a dream. I somehow (I think by going through a doorway) got to a place near an ocean. It was really hot, so I ran to the water and stayed in it for a little while until a huge wave began heading towards me, so I went back ashore. I then made my way to the center of a field, where I decided to begin flying upwards as high as I could. I was a bit scared and a bunch of people were around me trying to talk to me, but I told them and myself that I was going to do this. I took off, and ended up in a weird floating position looking down at the ground below me. All I could see was a large patch of land with a clear dirt path across it, that slowly zoomed out. It all felt strange and unrealistic. Eventually I woke up.
- I had a dream about being with a few friends and meeting an old woman named Barbara. She was some sort of extremely wise guru, and we were all in awe of the insights she was sharing with us. I wanted to open up to her and ask her about some of my problems, but didn't want to do it with the others around. Soon it was late night and everyone had to leave -- I planned to come back the next day and talk to her. I remember something about being in a Wal-Mart, then driving home.
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#1023:
Date: ~August 28th, 2011
Length: 3 minutes
I was on some sort of hill overlooking an obstacle course (I think there were a bunch of people down there). Some stuff happened before this but I don't remember it. Anyways, on the hill with me was some kind of Oracle person, and I had apparently asked for help or wisdom. She gave me this sort of round, metal container/locket. It had something burning inside it, and she told me to inhale the smoke and just relax. It would knock me out and grant me some sort of wisdom. I inhaled it and tried to just be relaxed and aware, as I slowly felt myself drifting off. For a moment I thought about dreaming, but I didn't realize I was already in a dream. Eventually I blacked out and woke up somewhere nearby, but I don't remember what happened after that :(
#1024:
Date: ~August 30th, 2011
Length: 3 minutes
I volunteered to take part in a series of psychological experiments. The first one was quite strange. I was in the library at my old high school, with a lot of people around me. They each took turns talking with me, and had varying outfits that were all colorful and strange. It seems that the experiment was trying to gauge my response to people's appearance, and trying to provoke anger. I didn't get angry at anyone though, as I realized it was all just an experiment. I remember a black guy in a bright red outfit in particular. Eventually a person dressed like a doctor approached me -- I wasn't sure if it was the person running the experiment, or just someone disguised as a doctor and still part of the experiment. She talked to me for a while and I was kind of confused as to what was happening.
Eventually I was taking another test, this time with a few other test subjects. We were given an insanely long series of questions that we had to write down the answers to. The test was clearly designed to just be annoying. Every single question had the format "Can you <do something>?" After a few questions I decided to be obnoxious myself and wrote something like "Don't you mean 'May I ____?'" then decided to not answer any of the other questions. The experimenters talked to us afterwards -- apparently the point of that experiment was to see how long it would take for us to stop answering the questions.
Finally, I found myself at my old high school again. The dream took a sort of sinister turn, and I'm not sure if this was still part of the experiments. I was with two friends, and we walked into a weird sort of secret corridor in the school's main building. The walls were grey and it was all cold and misty. At times it seems that I was Jean-Luc Picard (he's back!), don't ask me why. There was some kind of force attacking us, and its goal was to inflict pain on us. I decided to attract its attention and bear the pain for the others, and eventually woke up.
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#1025:
Date: Late July?
Length: 4 minutes
This is a dream I think I forgot to write down. The dream begins with me walking down the street in some city. I'm quite hungry, and I see a strange looking place to my right. It seems to be some sort of circus, but there is a sign that says free dinner, so I step inside. As I enter I'm immediately greeted by a few people seated at a dining table, who invite me to join them. I sit down and wonder what this is. The atmosphere is very strange, and I suspect that this is some kind of prank/experiment/TV show. A waiter soon arrives with some food for us. I quickly realize the joke -- I'm given a gigantic plate of food whereas the others only have modest proportions. As the meal goes on, I'm given more and more food, far more than I can eat, but sort of feel obligated to. There is very little discussion and I'm still pretty weirded out about all this.
Eventually the dinner ends, and I'm escorted to another area. This seems to be the home of some kind of family, and for a while I have nothing to do except walk around. It's night time now, and I step outside onto a sort of balcony. This place is apparently built on a cliffside, overlooking the ocean below. For a moment I think I consider trying to escape to the water, but it seems too dangerous so I head back inside. I realize I need to take a leak, so I ask where the bathroom is. I'm told to go upstairs, where I find a sort of small bathtub that I'm supposed to pee in. I do so, still trying to figure just what is going on in this place. I think I wake up shortly after.
#1026:
Date: September 4th, 2011
Length: 2 minutes
I was in a gigantic sort of square with a few basketball courts and tall decorative posts. Some features resembled my old elementary school. I don't think I was really lucid at any point, or at least not much. Anyways, slowly I realized that I could fly around and move at extreme speeds. At first I was sort of worried about attracting attention and unsure of my abilities, but soon enough I was flying around, climbing the posts, and eventually I just flew out of there. I remember soaring over an ocean, and getting near to the water so that I could touch it with my hand. Unfortunately I can't recall much else from the dream, and the rest of my notes are illegible.
- Some weird dream involving Colin Farell and a character (Ige) from the movie Biutiful. Apparently Colin had a normal form and also uncontrollably became a demon (basically making him look stronger and darker) at times and did horrible things. Near the end of the dream he told Ige about the demon thing, and revealed a stash of high-tech weapons he was building up to start some kind of worldwide revolution.
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#1027:
Date: September 13th, 2011
Length: 5 minutes
I begin in a sort bar/restaurant place. I've apparently finished my meal or drinks, and am going to the bathroom before heading out. On my way to the bathroom, I find myself face-to-face with a waitress. We have some sort of moment of mutual attraction, and she quickly says something to me in spanish. The only word I could make out was "lindo" or "linda." I go the bathroom and then leave, but I decide to wait around to see if she gets off work soon. As I'm about to start walking home, I see her come out of the bar and I ask her what she told me earlier. She says she told me I was beautiful (I know the word irl, but I guess in the dream I didn't know it). I end up walking her home, and we're already feeling very close. She invites me inside, and we keep talking for a while. I don't know exactly what happens, but I find out something about her that very deeply upsets me, and I decide to immediately cut this off. As I start to leave, she takes her clothes off and tries to get me to have sex with her, but I refuse and quickly get out of there. I think the dream ended after that.
- I also had a lucid dream the other day where I was walking down the street in some suburb and suddenly realized I was dreaming. I felt very conscious and in control, but unfortunately my alarm sounded a few moments after and made me rage :P
- I had some dream about playing a ridiculously long (> 8 bases) game of starcraft. It degenerated into silly skirmishes all over the map, and I think my opponent was angry when he lost.
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A nice long dream with some pretty strong emotions. I wrote down a lot of notes, but unfortunately they are quite hard to read and my recall has faded somewhat. I'll do my best.
#1028:
Date: September 13th, 2011
Length: 5 minutes
Some sort of apocalypse has come, and it's the end of the world as we know it. Most of mankind is apparently dead. Our parents have both been killed, but my brother and I have survived, and we are holed up in a strange version of our house, which is on a patch of land near the edge of a long river/canal system. It sort of looks like Vietnam, and in fact there are Vietcong or similar bad guys who regularly patrol the river and kill anyone they find, so we have to be very stealthy. Those guys aren't the real problem though, there is a much more evil force at work behind all this -- some sort of demonic/alien invasion.
We have some supplies, but we decide that we need to start scavenging for more. We start heading towards our neighbor's house, to see what has happened to him. I think we see him through a window, but then we hear a VC patrol boat in the distance and quickly hide in our house. Several soldiers arrive and search the area, but thankfully they don't find us. A while after, my brother goes out and manages to scavenge some useful things. I manage to get a working internet connection, and launch AIM, on which I see a single person I know online.
Ecstatic to find another survivor, we begin talking to each other immediately. We both explain our situations: he is in a different part of the country (Seattle), holed up in some kind of factory. Apparently that place is less dangerous and more isolated. I tell him about the dangers we have been facing, and we just continue talking for a long time. I'm happy to know he is alive and that there is still some hope out there.
My brother ends up going on another scavenging mission, to a far away place this time. I have some sort of overhead map where I can "see" him moving around. He gets to his target, but suddenly I think aliens start appearing and a black "blight" starts spreading rapidly everywhere. I somehow tell him to run back to the house immediately, and he sets out. However, he doesn't make it, and my vision fades to a sort of "game over" screen: it is an image of several giant alien creatures destroying the Earth, with some text saying "If only they had managed to summon the Great Pharaoh they may have survived" or something like that. Apparently this Great Pharaoh was supposed to be me, after undergoing some kind of evolution.
The dream doesn't end there, however. I find myself in a small citadel, in future post-apocalyptic Earth. The citadel is one large tower, although I think there are also a few separate buildings at the bottom. I have just arrived here, and I'm being shown/escorted around by a few people. We stop at a sort of grocery store, so that I can replenish my supplies. The monetary value of items has completely changed, however. At first I take three items, and am told that they will total around $1100 dollars. I end up only buying two of them, which costs me around half the money I have. All the food looked fairly old, but that was the best there was. I'm also not quite sure when this comes up, but there seem to be ghosts/spirits that are haunting this place.
Later in the day, I find myself with a very old friend, and we decide to partner up. We buy lodging for the night, then go to some kind of bar/restaurant/nightclub place. It looks quite modern and well-supplied despite the whole post-apocalypse thing. We take a seat at the bar, and my friend flirts with some girl we meet there. I remember her face being very unstable and changing as I looked at it. <I wrote something about a napkin... and an office?> I leave my friend for a while when someone else I know walks into the club, and immediately approaches me. He quietly explains that he has some sort of magical crystal of great power.
Realizing the importance of the crystal, we quickly leave the club and decide to meet in my room to discuss this in private. However, on the way there, I suddenly find myself in a long, silent corridor with a wooden floor. I think I have the crystal now. Everything seems surreal and warped, and I am suddenly attacked by ghosts. Apparently the crystal is the key to stopping them. I manage to escape.
I'm not sure what happens after that, but I find myself in the daylight, with the crystal. I'm leading a group of about 50 people to an old mine Apparently bringing the crystal there and then doing something will stop the ghosts once and for all. The whole area looks like my grandparents' home irl. Anyways, I think we are being attacked by the ghosts during our march -- some people are falling, injured, and we are slowing down. Realizing the danger, and seeing the mining shaft not too far in the distance, I leave the rest of the group in the hands of a wise old woman who seems to be their leader, and begin to sprint towards my goal.
I reach the entrance to the mine, and that seems to stop the ghost attacks. I run back to help the rest of the people get to the mine. One person is just standing there, however, looking very strange. He is a sort of Native American, and I see his eyes go white and realize he has been possessed or something like that. I run to him, and do some kind of awesome double flying kick right into his chest. I then land on the sandy ground, sort of laughing at the whole situation. I stand up and think to myself "I should have yelled 'This Is Sparta!' before that." The possessed guy seems like he's about to die, but just before that he suddenly spits at me. I quickly react to dodge it by diving to the ground, but it still hits the upper part of my head. I realize it was a last ditch effort to infect or possess me by hitting one of my eyes with the spit, so I close my eyes as hard as I can and rub the spit off into the sand. I wake up in the middle of doing this.
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Ahhhh my poor neglected dream journal, I promise to update you soon!
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Ugh, poor dream recall. Here's something from this morning:
- I was playing a double tennis match with some people. One of them was my brother. Although it's happening on a tennis court, sometimes the court warps and becomes really small, and it feels like we're playing ping pong. I start losing more and more points and becoming very frustrated. Eventually I just snap, and smash my racket against the floor. The racket gets completely bent out of shape, and there was also some kind of book wrapped around it that got torn up. I feel really bad immediately after losing my cool, and everyone starts criticizing me for it, and talking about how I never really got better at tennis. Things got really emotional and I was just shocked at my losing composure like that, because I'm usually a pretty calm person. Eventually I woke up.
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A really strange, pretty long dream from last night. I thought it was interesting.
#1029:
Date: November 27th, 2011
Length: 8 minutes
I'm playing in some kind of soccer tournament, with some old high school friends of mine. For a long time we're not doing too well, and I think we're done a goal. Then we decide to pick up the pace and start playing a lot better. Someone crosses a ball into the opposing box, and both one of my friends and I dive at it. We both sort of hit it, him with his foot and me with my head, and it bounces oddly into the goal. We do a very strange celebration where we sort of merge together and pretend to be one person, each of us acting out a "half" of the person. It doesn't make sense.
Anyways, I think we end up winning that game, and the next team appears. Apparently they are from some sort of Spanish-speaking country, something like El Salvador. They seem to have a ton of players, all either Asian or Hispanic looking. One of them looks particularly angry, and as both teams meet in the center of the field, he suddenly pulls out a large knife with the intent of taking us hostage. He and a few of his friends have us march off the field.
We end up in a classroom in my old elementary school. We are all put in one corner of the room, scared and wondering exactly what is going on. The guy with the knife talks with us for a while, although it's unclear what his intentions are. Even his friends seem to be worried and not sure what he's doing, and I think they argue with him for a while. One of my friends tries to butt into the conversation, and I tell him to shut up because I don't want him to get himself killed.
Things start to calm down and get quiet after that, when suddenly the guy with the knife starts talking to me. He asks me if I want the knife, trying to prove some sort of weird point. Figuring that if he doesn't have the knife he can't keep us hostage, I agree, although I'm suspicious of the offer. He hands me the knife, and I grab it carefully and slowly back up towards my friends. The guy simply stays where he is and does nothing, and people slowly start to try to leave the room. No one stops them, and eventually all my friends start to leave. I walk slowly with the last few people, unsure what to do with the knife and what to do about the guy who originally took us hostage, who continues to just sit there.
Eventually, I'm outside in the corridor. I figure that there has to be more to it than this, and that they won't just let us escape like this. Instead of heading straight for the exit, which I figure is what they expect, I pick a random, dark room nearby and quickly duck inside it before anyone can see me. Once I'm inside, the room is no longer dark and appears to be some sort of small computer lab. There is a girl inside, seated at a computer. She's someone I used to know in high school (although soon enough she morphs into someone else).
Before I have time to collect my thoughts, some guy appears and grabs me. He is apparently an associate of knife-guy, and it seems that their plan was to capture everyone in the school individually for some nefarious purpose. He forces me to sit down at one of the computers, and starts showing me a bunch of videos, texts, and crossword puzzles I have to solve. They are all very strange and talk about drugs among other things, and I slowly start to feel disoriented. I figure this is some elaborate brainwashing system, and they plan to do this to everyone in order to raise a small army for some evil purpose. The girl seems to have already been brainwashed or was part of plot in the first place: she monitors me as I go through the computer tasks.
I decide I need to find a way to escape, or at least get help, and fast. I pretend to be going along with the computer tasks, and the guy leaves me alone for a while. I realize I still have my phone on me. For a moment, I consider just making a run for it and trying to call someone (either 911, or my mom and telling her to call the cops) in the time before I get caught, because I figure if I can just alert the police of what's going on the whole evil plot will be disrupted since they won't have time to do anything. For some reason though (my phone might have been out of battery?), I decide not to try that, and instead go for a full on escape.
Still seated at the computer, I pretend to fall asleep. The girl monitoring me tells the guy that I've hit a "male chromosome spike" (whatever the hell that means), and the guy steps out of the room, while the girl looks away and does some stuff on her computer. I figure this is my chance, so I get up open a nearby door/window, and tear through some mosquito netting to get through it before the girl has a chance to react. I find myself outside, in what kinda looks like my grandparents' house. Over a large fence to my right is a sort of swimming pool, which leads to another fence beyond which is a neighbor's house and freedom.
I decide to take this route first, but as I start climbing the fence, I'm immediately spotted by one of the bad guys. He quickly runs towards me, and he's already in a swimming outfit, as if to suggest "I'm a way better swimmer than you, don't even try to go escape that way." He says something along those lines, too. I decide to do it anyways, and make my way over the fence and into the pool. Once inside, I move very slowly, but I somehow manage to juke around in the pool several times and he can't catch up with me. For some reason, though, I realize this route won't work and climb back over the same fence I came from.
Still chased by the same guy, I sprint towards the house/school's main gate. As I get close, I realize I'm going to have to pull off something insane to escape, as the gate is closed and I'm about to get tackled by the guy behind me. Jumping into the air, I execute a totally awesome, absolutely unrealistic sort of double jump diving over one fence and sort of trampolining off the top of it to jump another, and land safely outside the gate. The guy behind me is stuck inside, and he yells something at me but I just continue sprinting away.
As I run down a hill to the ocean nearby, I somehow in a flash of insight realize what is really going on in the school: the hostages are being turned into human bacon, which is then being sold as if it were regular bacon. I end up diving into the ocean, and swimming towards safety, imagining (and also sort of... feeling myself. I have no idea how to explain this) turning into bacon strips. As I imagine people turning into bacon strips, a sort of counter appears in my vision: 50,51,52...100...
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Got a backlog of dreams to post. I'll try to get it done soon.
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Here we are, a bunch of dreams from the past week or so.
- I was in a hockey game, playing for the San Jose Sharks in some sort of practice rink. I had this pretty funny play where I shot the puck at the goalkeeper like 10 times in a row, and it just kept bouncing back at me and I would shoot again only to have it saved. At the end of the play I passed it to a wide-open teammate who scored instantly, and I laughed at myself for not scoring after so many chances. I participated in a few other plays, one in which I think I scored, then went to some sort of break area near the rink. There was a bunch of food, and I ate this like frozen burrito thing. I think I might have had some slight hints of lucidity around this point.
- I apparently signed up for recreational football at my school, even though I've never played football in my life. It's night time, and pouring rain, and I head to a large grass field where the game is being played. I struggle a lot -- I remember a play where I was on defense, and this big guy on our team ran into me just as the play was starting. He had so much momentum that he, some other guy, and myself were all sent careening down the field, sliding for like 20 yards in the mud. He was mad at me for ruining the play, even though I felt like he was the one who made a mistake. I also recall screwing up a few other plays, and just being unable to hold my own overall.
- Some sort of weird nightmare involving seeing flashing dead faces on a screen. Sometimes they were terrifying, sometimes humorous, it didn't make a whole lot of sense.
- A dream where I was walking around in some hills with a shotgun. Someone saw me and accused me of a recent murder, since I was carrying a gun. I had to follow him to his home and try to explain to him that I had nothing to do with the killing.
- I was at a kind of party. An evil-looking version of my brother walked up to me, and he explained to me that most of my family and everyone here, him included, are actually vampires, and that he will soon have to turn me. I walk out of the party, and basically freak out. I can fly in the dream, and I do so for a while, but for some reason I know that there's nowhere I can go where I won't be found, because almost everyone is a vampire. This realization leaves me really terrified and uncertain of what to do. I woke up after a fairly short while, but it was the middle of the night so I went back to sleep trying not to end up in the same dream. I think I ended up having some sort of vampire-related dream, but not as scary.
- I was at the start of some kind of training program for a mysterious agency. I showed up to the first part of my training in some building. I walked down a corridor and to the right, into a library. I was supposed to be sign in there for my training, but I soon realized (at least partly) that I was draming, so I stopped doing that and started walking in the library. I saw a lot of people sleeping or just doing nothing, and eventually got to the back of the library. I realized I was really hungry, and I think I stole somebody's food. I then saw an open window nearby. Outside was the city, and it was pouring rain. I flew backwards out the window, and just lay down in mid air, enjoying the rain on me. After a while of that, I was still really hungry and wondering if eating in the dream would actually help, I walked into a nearby pizza shop. Their sign was of a chef doing a thumbs up, and it said something like "best pizza in the city." I dumped the contents of my wallet on the counter and said I figured that would pay for everything, and just started picking up all the pizza I could find. For some weird reason there wasn't that much pizza, but an entire section devoted to fish fillets. The only real pizza I could find was some cut-up pieces of plain cheese pizza. Anyways, I stuffed my face, and I don't recall much after that.
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#1030:
Date: January 8th, 2011
Length: 6 minutes
I managed a WBTB this morning. After staying awake for about 40 minutes, I was really tired so I decided to go back to sleep and try WBTB. For a while before actually getting back in bed I focused on lucid dreaming, and doing reality checks. Once I did get back in bed, I fell asleep fairly fast, and suddenly became aware of opening my eyes, in what initially seemed like my room. As I got out of my bed (now in a dream), I quickly did a reality check (nose plug, I think), and realized I was dreaming. This soon became even more obvious as my room looked very different than it does in real life.
I was in some kind of large house or cabin made of wood, and everything was peaceful and quiet. Out my window in the distance I could see some hills and a sort of lighthouse. It was a pretty cloudy day, with the sun just peeking out from between the clouds. Far away, near the hills, I could literally see frost and ice spreading rapidly, covering everything in white. I stepped out of my room and took a look at another nearby room. It seemed to be a sort of office or meeting room, and it had a very large window on one of the walls. This was exactly what I was looking for to get out of here. I ran at the window and tried to dive/fly out. The impact wasn't clean though, and at first I didn't completely shatter the window. For a while I was sort of "stuck" in it, the glass pulling at me (not really painful) as I tried to fly out. Finally I passed through and flew around. I don't recall much of what I did out there, I think I flew beside a train, and soon enough I had a false awakening.
I was in my bed again, feeling groggy like I do in the mornings. However I had the reflex to do breathing and pain RCs, and I was surprised to find that once again I was dreaming. This time, my room looked normal. I stepped out, and went downstairs and out the front door. There I encountered my brother walking a large dog -- he has a dog, but this one was a completely different breed. I continued out into the street, where I saw my uncle, and he also looked a bit different than in real life. I had some thoughts about how this dream was a random permutation of certain things in my life.
Eventually I reached some sort of covered alleyway, and sitting on a concrete cylinder were two Indian-looking women. One of them seemed to be a princess or person of power, and the other her servant. I decided to try an experiment: I went up to them, and asked them something like "What should I do with my life?" Unfortunately from this point on I think my lucidity sort of faded, and the dream kind of seemed to take its own storyline.
A blonde person took the place of the two Indian women. She told me to look at her as she was going to try to induce some sort of trance. She said something to me, and after feeling disoriented for a moment, I had a computer display in my vision, just floating in front of me like a hologram. It looked like Windows 95 or something. I realized I could control the mouse simply by looking at the screen and willing it to go wherever. I played around with this for a while, but the woman told me to focus because time was running out (I actually had an alarm set for quite soon IRL), and that I needed to mute the sound. As I tried to do this, I think I collapsed to the ground.
Over me I could see the woman and some guy, apparently her assistant. He told her it was insane to "try to run install.exe" on me, but she seemed to know what she was doing. Apparently the program was supposed to scan my brain or something to figure out what I truly want in life. They suggested something about my left hand, (maybe using it to guide the virtual mouse pointer?) and that seemed to be helpful, but my recall of this part is fuzzy.
Shortly after that I had another false awakening. Once again I reality checked in my bed, and became slightly lucid for a few moments. Then the plot from the previous FA sort of took over again: I somehow ended up on an instant messaging thing with the guy from before, and for some reason I could only type nonsense (what I typed seemed to make sense, but it appeared as gibberish on the screen). He seemed to understand, and was just relieved to see that I wasn't dead or anything.
Finally I woke up IRL.Some fragments:
- I was watching the Colts play a football playoff game. Hah.
- I was at an airport, checking in for a flight. While I was waiting in line, some guy walked up behind me and tried to steal something from a bag I was carrying. He managed to get it out of the bag, but it was just some box of colored pencils, so he gave it back to me angrily. He then walked up to another nearby person and tried to steal from him, but we both grabbed him. Soon a cop arrived to arrest him, and I sprinted away, because for some reason I suspected the guy had a bomb on him he was about to detonate. After a few moments of running I realized there was no bomb.
- I had a dream that I had to bring some stuff to a police station. My reward was to get to press some big red button. They told me I didn't get to press some other, brown button, because I didn't bring them some extra stuff they asked for. I realized I had that stuff in the trunk of my car though, I so ran to it and brought it back.
- I was playing a basketball game in some kind of recreational league. At first it seemed I was playing for the Golden State Warriors, but over time the people on the teams seemed to be getting younger and younger, and at the end of the dream they mostly seemed to be high schoolers. I remember playing pretty good defense, getting a bunch of steals. On offense I had a couple of bad plays and giveaways. At one point I was inbounding the ball on our end, but everyone on my team had already run to the other side of the court, so I had no one to pass to. I accidentally gave the ball to the other team and they scored an open layup, leaving the score at 17-14. Near the end of the dream, the other team was making fun of some fat kid on our team, and we had to cheer him up so that he would keep playing. After that, things got pretty ugly between the two teams, with a lot of anger and fouls. I ended up calling them a bunch of dumb kids, or something like that.
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Whoops, a backlog of dreams from this month I forgot to post.
#1031:
Date: January 16th (ish), 2011
Length: 4 minutes
The dream began in an apartment, where I was meeting with a bunch of other people, apparently all old friends. We joked around a bit, but the undertone was more serious. After a few moments, all hell broke loose and we were out in the street, armed with rifles fighting off hordes of armed enemies.
We slowly fought our way through the streets, the dream feeling a lot like a video game at times. Finally, a strange message appeared in my vision "Alpha1 down, Alpha1 down." We realized that a large number of armed enemies were soon going to show up down the street to our left, so we went to the right into a sort of open area. It looked kind of like a playground, but it was being used for drilling exercises by the people we were fighting. We pretended to be on their side and make our way through unnoticed, but we were caught, lined up, and shot.
I "respawned" a few moments back, and went left instead of right. In my vision appeared the message "Wild1 down, Wild1 down," which I somehow interpreted to mean that an endless wave of enemies would attack me until I died. Instead of fighting, I decided to order everyone to run back to the apartment I started in. We got there safely, and started talking about stuff. Something about headphones.
#1032:
Date: January 18th (ish), 2011
Length: 6 minutes
I'm in the game Deus Ex HR, as the main character. It's night time and I arrive at some building owned by a gang. I get inside, and go up some stairs past three guards. I plant a mini camera on the wall near the top of the stairs. Then I go through several rooms, which each have half-human half-doll/robot girls in them. It's weird, but I think I had sex with one of them...
After that, I go out a window, onto a ledge. It 's rainy (and actually daytime although that's inconsistent), and I can see some mountains and forests in the distance. I go back inside, and sneak down to a lower floor, where there are several laboratories. I quietly move towards one of the labs, and eavesdrop on a conversation between some of the scientists in there.
After a few moments, I receive a warning that I only have 2 minutes left to complete my mission. Someone (Pritchard?) contacts me, and tells me he has a new piece of technology for me to try. He says "For you Jensen, 'magnetoferric atrium!'" and suddenly I have this strange, black metallic cube in my hands. I can push at it and even just hold my hands around it to mold it to any shape I please -- it's sort of like a slinky in how it can stretch. I take one side of the cube in each hand, and stretch it out. Suddenly it seems like it's on fire, and I feel a bit of pain and strong heat as the cube turns bright red. I realize I can basically use this as a weapon, but unfortunately I don't remember much of the dream after that.
My notes for this dream also read "Remember fighting in bunker after being captured," but unfortunately this doesn't trigger any memories.
#1033:
Date: January 20th (ish), 2011
Length: 8 minutes
A very strange dream. I was with my family (my mom, and a few others, maybe my brothers, but I'm not sure exactly) in a dark, foreboding place. It seemed like a sort of dungeon at first, and for some reason we descended further into it. There were various obstacles, pits, and other challenges, but we finally arrived in a huge room. It was covered in water, but there was a large, circular rotating platform in the center, which we stood on.
All around the platform were smaller places one could jump to; some had chests on them, or led to passageways. There was also a massive chandelier, and giant paintings all around. The whole atmosphere was tense and it was clear this was an evil place, some gateway to hell or something like that.
I ended up jumping to another platform, and going through a passage, which led me into a strange, outdoor area covered in grass. There was a strong mist all around. After walking around a while, I found myself in a small town in what was apparently post-apocalyptic Earth -- it was as though I had just gone through a portal to the future or something.
In a beat-up house I found a shop, owned by a young girl. I talked to her for a while, but suddenly there was a "time shift" of some sort, and a band of soldiers with guns arrived into the town (my notes say "imperial troops" but my memory here is fuzzy). Deciding not to attract any attention, I quickly left, but realized that the girl knew something important and that I should come back later.
I did eventually come back, and made my way to the town bar. I talked to the first person I saw there, but he had nothing interesting to say. I then found a guy who looked like a war veteran, and he had some answers about what was going on (but I don't remember what they were). From here on I don't really remember anything about the dream. My quick notes can only leave us guessing: "World transforms, who is he? Scared, evil. Pay his drink, leave."
Fragments:
- I was in a sort of library, and some Asian guy came up to me and asked me about majoring in computer science. He wanted help picking classes and books to read. I suggested he read ETWOLD :) (sadly, I didn't think to RC!)
- Playing a basketball game with Chris Paul.
- I was in a sort of hotel breakfast place, with my family. There was a black guy sitting at a table with a bunch of seats, and he seemed nice so we ended up sitting with him and talking for a while. Suddenly he took offense to what one of my brothers said, thinking it was a racist comment. He got really angry, and we tried to talk him down, but he refused to listen to us. He said that he had connections and we would pay. After a few moments, a group of guys in suits arrived, apparently hitmen. One of them began yelling at my dad and warning him to never do this again, while another held me in a chokehold and slowly carved the word "Orleans" into my neck with a knife. The wound seemed really superficial though, and it was actually nearly painless, though I pretended to be in intense pain so that he wouldn't cut deeper.
- Some vague memories of having a lucid dream where I flew above a city (maybe right after this previous dream).
- A dream where I was in a kind of desert canyon carrying around a small ball and one of those prism cubes from Portal 2. I was bringing them to some sort of ancient ruin.
- A dream where I met two people I used to know from high school, and they were really pissed off at me for avoiding them.
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#1034:
Date: Aug 1, 2013
Length: 3 minutes
I've somehow been invited to participate in an draft combine for a college basketball team or maybe the NBA, even though I'm no good at basketball and never played it competitively at any level. I'm fully aware of this in the dream, but for some reason it doesn't seem entirely ridiculous that I'm here.
The first thing I'm asked to do is some lateral movements/sidesteps along a line. There is a short old lady watching me and demonstrating what I'm supposed to do (she looked somewhat like that character from The Incredibles). She seems impressed with whatever I'm doing. I'm also asked to do a strange thing where I grab each foot with one of my hands and try to walk as fast as I can.
After that I'm talking with someone who asks me about my experience. There is some confusion as I try to explain that I have basically no experience, whereas he thinks I played in some college league, and I try to clear things up. By the end of the conversation I'm still not sure if he gets that I have never played competitively. Anyways, I move on to some shooting demonstration. I walk up to random places on the court, and take some jumpshots. Somehow, I make almost all of them, regardless of range. I think to myself that this wouldn't happen 99% of the time. I don't recall much after that, except that people seemed pretty impressed and I was confident of making the team.
#1035:
Date: Aug 3, 2013
Length: 3 minutes
I think the dream begins with me in a plane, which crashes. Myself and a person (my mom?) make it out, but apparently we are on a different planet. We are quickly discovered by the human-like inhabitants, who seem to have a society similar to ours. There is some kind of discussion about us not being allowed to have knowledge of this planet, and so we are sentenced to have our brains/memories wiped, which is basically equivalent to death.
We are escorted through a sort of mall, on our way to another building where the procedure will take place. Only one person is with us, and he seems sympathetic. As we walk through the mall and reach the exit doors, I try to reason with him and get him to help us. As we step outside, it feels like we are about to reach the point of no return, so I quickly ask him if I can have one last conversation with him in private. We walk back into the mall, and I concoct some strange kind of moral argument, asking him whether abortion exists on this planet and comparing that to our situation.
As this is going on, people are slowly clearing out of the mall, exiting at the other end of the mall, which leads to the "normal" part of the city, as opposed to the area we are going to. The floor actually starts to move slowly, like a treadmill, pushing people towards the normal exit, and progressively gets faster. I finally manage to convince my escort to let us go. I think he gives me some advice, then disappears. As I try to figure out what to do, I see some official-looking men in hats (see the movie The Adjustment Bureau) heading towards me, to make sure I don't try to escape my sentence. I don't remember much after that, except running away.
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On light levels in (lucid) dreams:
I haven't seriously focused on dreaming or lucid dreaming in a long time. Real life matters have taken up all my time, but I recently had a lucid dream and have been telling myself I need to get back into lucid dreaming, so maybe this is a start. It was very interesting, that night I had a little trouble falling asleep, and I told myself I might as well use that time productively: I did a sort of MILD, repeating to myself that I would have a lucid dream that night or something similar. I felt particularly confident that night, for some reason.
Now, in the past it seems I have often had an issue in my lucid dreams where things start fading to black, or everything is very dark and I try unsuccessfully to make the scene brighter. It's happened so predictably that it almost seemed (and maybe still seems) like a "lucid dream sign" so to speak, leading me to question whether I was ever "really" lucid, or rather "dreaming about being lucid," which is a problem I have never really solved.
Anyways, I was recently watching Waking Life, and one of the characters mentions that you can't change light levels in a dream. Now, I'm not sure where this piece of information originated, and to what extent it is true, but I have seen it mentioned several times. It surely is not a hard fact, while I have struggled with changing light levels quite often, there have been a few times where I was at least partly successful. But what the movie made me imagine/decide, was to just not bother with light levels the next time I lucid dream, and focus on other things. Now that idea stuck with me in this most recent dream.
In the dream, I was in my apartment late at night, I think just getting out of bed, and I knew I was dreaming right away. I stepped outside, and told myself that I should confirm that I was dreaming so I wouldn't do anything stupid. I realized that the outside of my door was not as it should be (it was lockable on this side, which doesn't make sense), and that was enough confirmation for me.
As I stepped down into the street, everything was getting darker and darker, as is typical when my lucid dreams are ending. Rather than try to stop it directly, though, I chose to focus on my surroundings instead. I concentrated on my sense of touch, the sensation of my feet hitting the ground as I walked, and I reached out in front of me trying to feel anything I could. Some bushes seemed to materialize in front of me, and I could feel my fingers touching the leaves. I pulled some off and smelled them; they smelled and felt like mint leaves. The more I focused on the environment of the dream, the more the darkness receded, and eventually I could see the town around me. It looked very different from what it does in real life, and I crossed a sort of cobblestone bridge over a creek. I unfortunately don't remember much after that (there was some more that I wrote down, but I don't actually have my notes at the moment and can't recall), but I really enjoyed the experience.
I'm still not sure what to make of all this, but it's definitely fascinating it its own way.