KingInYellow

Date: March/6/2019

We're walking near some minority people or something, and our guide tells us that we should watch out for the color of these people, but he reminds me the blue ones are okay.

We are walking down one path and begin to be attacked by bees, so we're all running. I stop running after I hear the bees speak, and I stop the bees and tell them why we're here, and the bees join us in our mission to continue searching for the minority people.

I do not think we find them at any point, and I don't think the bees begin to attack us again.

For some reason, I'm trying to do a push-thumb-through-hand reality check in this dream, and it isn't working. My thumb doesn't go through my hand, so I conclude it isn't a lucid dream. [This is ridiculous, it seems like the nose plug RC is the only one which wants to work.]

In the next part of the dream, I'm walking by a huge glasshouse in Vietnam, the kind I saw towards the end of my Duke of Edinburgh trek. My grandpa is walking with us, and I ask him how he likes to be referred to. He states some Arab name, which makes little sense (we're not Arabs).

NOTE: I was reading earlier today about a lucid dreamer who dreamed some stuff in Arabic (he was Arab) so it could have been because of that

And finally, I dreamed that a bunch of kids were in my father's room in the Bangalore apartment we have. In the kitchen, something is cooking, my mom is there.