Mokaner

12.8.18, Dream 1/2
I was at school with 3 people I know, all of whose names start with a J, where we were eating bread fresh out of the oven with butter. It was our noon break, though mine was significantly longer than theirs, wich resulted in me beeing alone from this point forth. With nothing in particular to do I walked up the main staircase, where a teacher, or at least an adult asked me if I could tell some class that he could not do the social course on behalf of him beeing busy otherwise. He went up with me for a bit, now on a staircase entirely unfamiliar to me and pointed at a door. This door was two stories above where we stood, so I went upstairs, passed one floor and made for the second set of stairs. I was a few steps up when he sshouted at me I was to go back, so I did, returning to the door directly beneath the one I had thought he had pointed at. I asked wether this was the correct door, to wich he replied that it was the one directly above this one, so I began ascending once again, arguing with him about why in the world he called me back when I was going the right way. At some point he climbed over the stair's railing and began fooling about. At one point another teacher came by and talked to us for a bit, until the first man suddenly fell, hit a ledge on a lower floor leaving behind orange and yellow textmarker rather then blood, and then falling out of my sight. At that point a friend turned up carrying out something asking me if I could help him by holding his "friend". I said I would, but I had to go to that room first and tell the people therein that this guy couldn't come teaching for a while on account of having had an accident on the stairs (I was not entirely certain wether he was dead). This I did, although it was hard to begin talking, it felt as though I was out of breath.

17.8.18
This is only a fragment of a dream, but I thought it, in contrast to the rest of the dream, worth including.

I was in a shop, where a gril I know appeared. Scene set. Another girl I could not yet see addressed her wich made me assume this was her sister, although the voice was not hers. My dream then reshaped itself to fulfill my expectations: When I first looked at the girl, I could only see parts (e.g. Hairs) of the girl I expected to see. The rest of her appeared and the dream continued.

Dream 1
There were wasps in religion class. Many wasps, with even a queen among them. I am pretty scared of wasps, so I was the first to cheer when a classmate wrapped the queen in a handkerchief and carried her out of the door. It felt as if we had just defeated the End Boss, and most wasps were suddenly gone, although the poor guy bearing the wasp queen outside began screaming 'It stings!' halfway to the front door. Everybody was watching him, and I was the only one who noticed the last wasp crawling around on the floor, could, however, not tread on it since I was on bare feet. Nobody reacted to me shouting until it had flown off.

Dream 2
I was in a public swimming pool with three of my cousins, two of wich were siblings - and really distressed, because they were also boy- and girlfriend, wich their father was very opposed to. In the dream I thought he overreacted, there couldn't be anything too wrong with it.


I will be visiting friends of the family for the next few days and only upload the most interesting dreams of that timespan when I return.

Dream 1
I sat in a Restaurant or anything of that sort at the same table as a pretty girl. We were talking, until she suddenly grew scared and began to cry. I asked her if she was alright, to wich she simply replied 'No,' got up and ran. After what appeared to be a while I was walking around in a city and there met her, so I walked up to her and asked her what she had been afraid of. She then told me about some dude she kept on seeing and running after but never catching up to. All of a sudden she went stiff and pointed at someone with a dark green pullover walking on the other side of the street, signaling that was the guy she had referred to earlier. When he realized she had seen him he started running, so I took her hand and said "This time there'll be two of us running after him" and, letting her go again, began to sprint. The guy turned around and I could see his face, it looked somewhat asian. While running I thought that, if I were dreaming right now, running could get shortened quite a bit, so I performed an RC - wich was negative. I did not focus as much as I should have, so I may have just overlooked my ability to breathe through a pinched nose, I don't know what happened. It really bugs me. On with the story. At some point he stopped running, and turned to face us. I fought him, at first we were both armed with whiplike elastic strings, later we engaged in unarmed close combat. I did pretty well but ended up lying on the floor unable to move, having to watch him rape her. Note: I was constrained not by his body but by some invisible force. By this point three other girls had appeared who, despite beeing on our side, did not intervene and instead laughed at the guy mocking the poor girl for not beeing fun.
The next scenes have taken place (maybe among others) in a train, some form of coach and a park. I was talking now to all four of the girls who turned out to be two pairs of sisters who, alike the guy I fought earlier, had superhuman powers, and were organised in houses and hierarchies of siblings wherein the age determined the rank. I asked them how one could kill one of their kind since choking had not worked in the fight earlier, and was told that it had something to do with the sister one bit older.

Prefix:

I have been rather busy the last few days and did not find the time to update this DJ. I will herein also publish the (from my point of view) most interesting dreams I have had in this period of time.

29.7. Dream 4/4
I successfully committed a DEILD, thus entering a room of wich I only perceived one wall: at the bottom, it consisted of large red bricks, seperated by a layer of wooden, rough-hewn beams from the top section, wich was made up of smaller bricks. I tried to feel the textures, succeeding at first with the wooden surface, later the large bricks, and finally the small bricks. At this point I was inside the dream entirely. I confirmed this by doing my usual Trio of RC's, after some time managing to poke my finger through my palm. While I attempted this, the Dream Scene must have changed to a sort of sandstone-town, all in a yellow-brownish tone. Here I attempted to fly by jumping up, managing in my third try to end up floating about 20m up in the air, however unable to control my 'flight'.

5.8. Dream 1/1
I was on some form of terasse, along with several women clad in bikinis. They were all rather thick with the exeption of one, and for some reason I knew them to be like a public harem. I tried to get the thin one's attention, but ended up having sex with another. This went on for a while, but slowly the dream began to fade, wich made me realize I was in a dream. Yet I could not stop the fading from happening.
I then awoke, though not in my bed but rather in the front hall of my grandmothers house, not really waking up but rather beeing suddenly set in a scene that had been going on for quite a while: Dream Journal entries the dream made up were pinned all over the place, in large handwriting with about 20 words on one A4-Page. One of my cousins and others whom I do not recall for sure, though I believe my brother was one of them, were reading through them, and I was painfully aware that one sheet of paper said plainly "I wanted to have sex with grandma." This nervousity may explain why I did not do an RC. From what I recall, the dream ended when the dreaded paper's content was read aloud.

Today
Dream 1
My family and I left something and went into a room where there were some little games like a circular racing track for model cars and a game where something was rotating quickly under a glass bowl wich crashed into an obstacle every turn, unless one pressed a button at the right time. I played this for a few turns, until an employee of the facility we were at came, was mad at the noise the machine made, and turned it off.

Dream 2
The same group as above were on our bycicles, trying to get somewhere. I meant to go another way than they, since I thoght it led to our goal faster, but my dad said something about 'as the crow flies' and thus convinced me. This is why we ended up off any road meant for bikes, deep in the forest and going up a steep hill.

Dream 3
I was in school where first we had a presentation on some theatre-related topic, after wich I was the only one personally given a coloured copy of the handout by my teacher. We were then given two hours to devise an improvisation on some piece in groups. A friend of mine, totally unrelated to this task, told me how he was drinking with some friends and how he had to calm his mother. This happened in the form of a narrated flashback. After that I returned to the room my group had set out to work in, wich however by now was no longer empty. Our class then went see a piece in the end of wich I knew the protagonist to accidentally shoot herself, wich was commented (and halted for this purpose) by a teacher I would totally trust to actually do this sort of thing. It turned out that, rather than shooting herself in the head, in this interpretation the protagonist merely woke up.

PS
All my lucid or nearly lucid dreams lately have been very low in terms of clarity and awareness. I should be glad about tips as to what I might do against this, preferably in waking life since in my dreams I am not even conscious enough to use any sort of stabilization techniques.

Dream 1
I was in the house of one of my grandmothers, however it was more empty than usual and had some extra rooms. First, I went upstairs until I reached the room right beneath the roof where a friend of mine had slept, together with his girlfriend. There was also a third person up there, but I don't recall, who. After talking to them for some time I went down into the room I had apparently shared with another friend, whom I wanted to show some picture on my phone. I could not find it at first and got pretty nervous because there were loads of porn images I had to scroll through (wich differed from waking life, I might say), but soon after I somehow ended up in the YouTube-App, where I noticed something was off. When I checked the name of the app, it read YouTube Red, so I figured it was alright. Next up I opened up a game I did not know wich turned out to be an Idle Game I had never downloaded nor seen, but my friend said it was pre-installed software so I stopped wondering and kept on playing. It was morning soon after waking, however I do not recall having a false awakening.

Dream 2
I had to do something with my bike wich involved spinning the pedals. My brother kept drawing the chain out wich at first was alright but then only made things worse, and he wouldn't stop when I asked him to. I was really close to just hitting him right in the face but just tried to drag him away, wich broke the chain due to him holding on to it. I then fixed it by attaching a steel wire in a transparent tube to it.

Dream 3
I was in a house, trying to get upstairs alongside two children (small boys the age of 9 or 10). One of the rooms had the staircase hidden behind a bed in a way that made it seem as though it went into the wall but no further. I appeared to remember this setup but could not tell where from. When we arrived at the top there was a meeting concerning the 'Lord of the Rings'-movies, more precisely it was about Gollum/Sméagol. Peter Jackson was present in the room, looking as he did almost two decades ago, when he shot the trilogy.

Fragment:
Excursion of a youth group I am a part of, one car I recogized parking.

Note:
Dream 3 and the Fragment may have been one dream, at least I believe one of the boys I was running upstairs with is also in that youth group.

I was to prepare a game of 'The Werewolves of Miller's Hollow' for my mum and my brother, however what I did was set up a Pen&Paper-RPG: making up classes, a setting, even drawing a picture of the zeppelin-airship the story began in. My brother kept on coming in and watching what I was doing wich annoyed me since it took all the surprise away. At some point we were suddenly both standing in front of our school where evidently a festival of some sort was being held. Someone said something about a beaver that was somewhere, and my brother decided he wanted to search for it. He asked me if we should look left or right, it was like some form of a dialogue choice in video games. When I didn't reply for a while, a ball of moss crawled by wich my brother turned over and wich turned out to be a hedgehog. At this point I thought that the hedgehog was what we had been looking for all along. Upon closer inspection I realized that the hedgehogs' stings were all broken off apart from three, and that he seemed very frightened. Just then a man came along, broke off the poor things' last stings and threw them to some children who used them as toy swords. This made me furious, so I bolted after the guy and explained to him astonishingly calmly that a stingless hedgehog is practically dead. He apologized, but when he turned away I added, since I had realized his stench of beer, that the hedgehogs' situation can be compared to that of an unconcious drunk lying alone upon a street frequently used by criminals. I the went to another part of the street where I met a friend whom for some reason I threw on the ground. He then put on a headset and called three friends of his, asking wether they would play LoL with him. Two of them, whom I know only sporadically, said they would whereas the third, who is also a friend of mine, said he had no time for some reason related to his mother.


NOTE:
I am not a native speaker of english, and am almost convinced of the fact that what I meant on the hedgehog are in english not actually called 'stings'. I would be glad to be corrected here as anywhere in my posts.

I was lying in bed, trying desperately to sleep (I had a rather troubled night), but four people of whom I recognized at least one were sitting around me wich really distressed me.

I also remember something with changing people wich only ever lasted very shortly since I woke up like every minute or so.

I sat in a whirlpool with several people. At some point I was outside in a wood, where I spotted some guys I thought were visiting the university but who claimed to celebrate being done with school. They were playing some sort of shooting game with water guns. One of them hit me by accident so I ran after him to wipe him with some form of wet cloth until he tripped and fell over. I got him right in the face while some of his friends held him down, but then one of them gripped a handful of mud wich looked suspiciously like dung of some sort and was teeming with flies, and smeered it into the poor guy's face. I then got up and ran, fearing that he might make me responsible for his situation. I then ended up back in the pool, wich a girl I know from school was just about to leave. I had something to talk to her about, so I went after her. On the way through the house I met my informatics-teacher who told me that unfortunately next year our class was going to be done by another teacher entirely unrelated to the topic. I do not remember catching up with the girl, but getting on my bike in the rain.

I played The Witcher III, where for some quest I had to defaet an Ice King. This Ice King was basically a human king enclosed in thick ice in desperate need of rescue. He attacked me with thick tentacles of ice that were spiked, or ice-shards that could stun me. To make matters worse, I failed to deal him any significant amount of damage, so I did die several times. Whenever I began anew, I was stuck in a cutscene for some time wich bothered me, so I decided to save right after it was over. I do not recall doing so.

I was, alongside several people, in a world looking like Fortnite. We were fighting, or rather running away from a giant. I lay under what appeared to be a bed, trying to get to some sort of an airplane wich I could complete and fly to safety. Since I was not able to leave my shelter without being spotted and attacked, I ended up getting everyone on the bed and flying off with it. I may have crashed, though I am not certain of that.

I was in a room with four groups of four sisters each. I did know some of them, but never more than one per family. One of the oldest girls took me out into the corridor and asked me if I had been kissed yet today. I said that I hadn't, but before anything could happen, the rest of the girls came out and the dream faded.

It may then have changed into this dream, or else this is an entirely new one. To get all of this dream I must mention the fact that I am usually a guy, because, in this dream, I was not. I was very certainly a girl having sex with a guy, and my first time at that, since it hurt quite a bit in the beginning. I was dimly aware of the fact that I was dreaming, because I had heard of this happening to someone before, but I didn't snap into realizing what this meant. Anyway, when I began to feel good, the guy was unfortunately already done (I saw something dripping out of me and hope this description is still OK with the forum rules), and my asking for a second round ended with the dream.

I was fighting in some war, currently in a castle. We were ordered to move out of there when I was just edgeing my knife. When I came out last, I stumbled across an officer. I then realized that I had forgotten my knife and went to get it. The officer then addressed me, describing my knife and asking if that was it. At that point I knew I knew him and he knew me and liked me and would recognize me by my knife, but also that I needed him to believe me dead. I thus ran back, picked up to knives in addition to mine, showed them to the officer and pointed out that I had picked up mine and one of the others from a fallen soldier. I left, feeling he did not believe me.