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Non-lucid
I sit down to watch a superhero movie, similar to the Incredibles where there's a whole super family, with my mother and immediately get sucked into it. I'm now somewhat "playing" the teenage daughter, and my family, myself, and captured civilians are in the evil person's jet hangar.
There's a cute boy who isn't a superhero and doesn't know that I am one, and I have a crush on him. But unfortunately I know our arch enemy is hanging around, waiting to stir up trouble. I go into the bathroom, where my superhero family is hiding from her, and making a plan of action.
I then wonder about the boy and peek outside. He's talking with our nemesis! I have to get him away from her! I call him over, which gets the attention of our evil nemesis, but the boy does come over. I pull him into the bathroom, and tell him things like "don't listen to her" and "be brave" and such. "Trust in me" I plead with him. He nods. I then leave the bathroom to go rescue the civilians.
I hardly get very far when the boy comes to me and says "Hey! You left you phone!" The evil villain grins in the distance. The boy hands it to me and I notice a flashing light, that's flashing quicker and quicker. A bomb! I quickly flick that away, in the direction where nobody was nearby and it explodes the second it touches the ground. (This part happens in just a matter of seconds.) I look back at my phone in his hand and the phone is still blinking! I slap it out of his hand and push him away. The slap didn't fling the phone very far at all, it was too close to everyone. And it was blinking ever faster. I gingerly kick it down the tunnel where the jet is. It didn't explode, but it's still not far enough. I'm shaking in fear and because of adrenaline, but mostly fear. I kick it again, a little harder this time. It explodes, massively, farther down the tunnel, and I can feel the heat. I collapse on the ground, crying, psychically and emotionally drained. That almost killed my family, these innocent people, and my crush.
During the huge explosion, the jet behind it turns on. A flame bursts from its tail, and starts pulling me toward it. I try to run out, but I get sucked further in. I make a force field around me to protect me. I glance up, at the boy who is standing at the mouth of the tunnel, looking at me in horror.
The POV turns to him, and now I'm watching the teenager get pulling to the jet as it gets hotter and louder through his eyes. She starts to grow in her force field, but she's not strong enough to stop the blades that she's getting sucked in to. (honestly though why are there blades on a jet?) She keeps growing and growing at a faster pace, and finally grabs the blades, forcing them to stop and break off. But she's still getting sucked in to the jet. She forces herself under the jet, and looks at me one last time. She looks terrified.
Everything goes black and all I see are two huge, glowing red eyes and I hear growling.
The scene changes. I'm leaving a movie theater with my mother, and sister. We're talking about the movie while walking through the parking lot. Zack is in the parking lot, and he gives me the middle finger. I feel confused, and a little insulted. I never did anything to him. He joins our party, begrudgingly, and we walk to the park. At the park, there's a little gazebo where two pianos stand back to back, along with other, smaller, instruments. One piano is an upright, the other is a grand. People are welcome to play with them, and they're kept in excellent condition. I consider playing Jonsi's Where No One Goes from HTTYD2, but decide against it. We walk out of the park, and arrows lead us to another parking lot.
Then, I wake up.

>You could call this genocide. I saw a facility that made sex-enhancement pills from people, like Soylent Green Sex Pills. Ugh. (need a barf bag? I don't, but I'm thinking of a cartoon character nearly needing one.) Some woman with short, grey hair showed the horn-hands symbol on her right hand to "me", a security guard who took the place of another one who "I" knocked the head off of because he wasn't doing an effective job.

(help!)

>In a black and white movie type setting, some people (I think) got out of a truck. It was either a moving truck or a milk truck, and then I heard my Dad call my name and he said "NOW!" so I walked out the door and woke up. (Just, a door showed up all of a sudden. Nice.)

>There was an extensive part about going through caves of some sort, I think. I did watch part two of the extended version of "The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey" the day before, though.

There's also another part - An explicit part - that I don't desire to get into detail about. However, I did wake up without a problem so I'm glad about that.

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Something to do with being on my college campus; save for a fancy modern lounge/study building that isn't there IWL. Everything inside of it is blue and white.
There is a computer lab that I frequently visit to check e-mail and the likes. Every time I go in there though I find this rubix-cube like object where the center tile on each face lights up and the thing beeps.
And every single time I take the thing to lost and found where campus security finds out that it is a bomb. Yet for some reason they never investigate who is leaving the bomb behind or why. At one point I call the actual police and ask them to investigate the recurring appearance of the device. They talk with campus security and say that security cameras haven't picked up anyone leaving them; in fact nobody goes into the computer lab save for me.
...
There was something to do with my friend S and an art project that was due in one of my classes. We were sitting in the blue and white lounge building. I panicked because I didn't know when it was due or what day it was; I had been so wrapped up with the bomb issue. I asked him what day it was. He said it was Friday. I nose pinch RC'd twice and became lucid, then woke up.

10.11.2014

Big swimming lady (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was indoors in some sort of hotel with some friends. I also knew the owner of the hotel. The hotel had a lot of red carpets, but they looked like carpets from India. There was a small blue train (toy train) that had a huge engine that it was a small bomb. We were joking with the train.







We were about to eat and we were indoors. There was a hooker looking for a client and a made up girlffriend came to me and kissed me. I was able to see some old school technology around this hotel.

There was an over sized female human being (maybe like 8 feet tall and 400 pounds) who could swim, but she was about to go on vacation. She would take people around on her back whike she swam from one place to another. I wondered how she could be overweight with all that swimming.

I jumped on her back and she told me to tell her 2.0 for more speed, so I did. The I said 3.0 and she swam faster. She told me that she could go up to 50.0. We laughed.

The dreams happened the morning of 10-17-14

Dream 1
I was at a lake boating with my family. I was on my uncle's boat and my aunt brought another boat and they tide a rope between the two boats. People went tight rope walking across. Then my uncle took me tubing and he was going really fast. All the sudden, I went flying into the air, the tube went with me. I somehow wasn't scared and when I landed it didn't hurt or jolt me like I thought it would. The tube stopped next to land and I was next to a girl who's sister I was dating (in the dream). I was cheating with her on her sister and she said, "I can't believe you uncle fell for that trick." I realized then that I had unhooked the tube as my uncle was in a turn so I'd go flying.

Dream 2
I am in the army and B, K, and L are there with me. We are going into battle and I am scared. I am about to go but B, K, and L go before me so I'm the last to go. I feel like a wimp because two girls went before me. When I got to the battlefield, it was already cleared out because the groups before us, who were upperclassmen, already took care of them. I was glad I was younger. I then figure out it was actually a practice course. There is a lake and a cabin on the other side and everyone is wading into the lake. Then we are all camping in the mountains and I find a bomb in my bag. I am very observant and I notice every little detail and others notice that about me so they want me to get the bomb turned off. I end up figuring out the bomb is just a fake to scare people.

Dream 3
I am in English class and I'm not paying attention. I never have a clue what is going on and I'm not doing the class work we are supposed to be doing. M is next to me and I call a guy buttery or something as a joke. Everyone laughs and says that's really gay. I am worried because I have no clue what we are supposed to be doing in the class.

Dream 4
I go into my mom's room and I say I'm going ot bed. I ask what time it is and I look at the clock. The time is in fractions so I just ask my mom. My mom said just to add them together and said the clock wasn't really working. I didn't want to, I just wanted to know the time so I looked at other clocks. A bunch of clocks said different times so I went to my room and looked on my Ipod. It said it was 5:00. I knew it had to be later than that and then I looked and it was a time for a different country. I finally thought this was weird and I did a nose-plug RC. I wasn't that surprised that I was dreaming. I went outside (it was now daytime) and my brother came and started throwing cardboard knives with tape on them at me. (in my last lucid DC's started attacking me too) I thought they were dangerous. I ran down my street. told myself my Dream Guide would be in a certain house because those people had moved and he ended up buying it. (IWL the people are moving) I ring the doorbell and step inside. There is a small Chinese guy and his wife is sitting on a stool to the right. His wife says something. I ask if he's my Dream Guide and he says yes. I don't know whether to ask him to teach me to fly or how to get LD's and I shake his hand. I want to ask him how to fly, but he takes me to his kitchen. I look back and my brother is outside the door, looking mad. D and P are sitting on some chairs in a circle. My brother is invited inside too and stares at me but doesn't attack. We are having a meeting, and my "Dream Guide" (not sure if he actually is because I lost lucidity because of him) says to do something, (speak maybe? I'm not sure) you have to make him laugh. I was mad because I just wanted to be taught how to fly. (I think I lost lucidity) The others were telling hilarious stories and I was worried because I suddenly couldn't think of anything funny.

10/18/14
I couldn't recall any dreams because I was woken up super early and even if I had remembered some dreams, it wouldn't of mattered because I wouldn't of had any time to write them down.

Dream

I'm at my old house in Franga. There seems to be a party going on and Jamie Lenton is chasing me around the house, throwing some kind of discs at me. One of them hits me in the back and I feel a bit of pain, but I over exaggerate the pain, and act as if he got me good so he would stop throwing them. I start chasing him now and throwing them at him.
I walk into a bedroom looking for him, and find that he's on the bed with 2 others. The 2 others looked as if they had just finished having sex. The girl looked like the type that would sleep with you at a drop of a hat. They all leave the room and I sit on the bed and talk to a female for a few moments before walking towards the door to leave. I have a balloon in my hand and let the air out as I leave, making a noise with it. I find this funny.

I walk into another area of the house and see that Josh is with a blonde female. They seem to be sucking helium balloons. I walk passed them and see that there's some balloons hanging from the shelf above the heater. Some are deflated and others are still blown up.

I'm now outside and I see some people going on a over sized bike, which seats 3 people. It's a 3 wheeler. I see a gate that's blocking my path, and I make my way through the door. I see Jamie again and he's a bit hypo. Jamie throws a bomb towards me, and he expects it to be too heavy for me to catch. I know it's light and catch it with ease. Jamie now has an even bigger bomb in his hand, and I realize that it's too big to handle and I make a run for it. I make my way onto the side of the road. I brace myself for an explosion, and know the radius of the explosion so I gather I'll be safe. It explodes and a few people are caught in the explosion. They get flung a couple meters backwards, but I think they'll be OK. I look into the sky and see a massive cloud which the bomb has produced. Around the boarder of the cloud, there looks to be intense burning going on, as if it's burning through the ozone layer. There's a guy beside me and I complain to him about what's going on, and say that Jamie's going to fuck this planet up with shit like this. I figure that it might produce a black hole and will suck us all into it. I tell the guy we need to do something about it, like ban him. The guy agrees with me.

I'm now walking towards my old house and I see Daryl Grandmother walking back towards the taxi which is parked out the front of the house. I run towards her but she doesn't recognize who I am and thinks I may have bad intentions. She kind of rushes towards the drivers side door. There was no driver in the taxi, she must have been driving.

Dream Fragment

I'm in a public toilet. I see a TV screen which is showing Ash Mcgril under water with some of her friends. One of her boobs fully comes out of her bikini. Her boob looked perfect. I begin looking for the computer so I can get rip that video of Ash onto a computer. I figure i'll need to use Maxthon browser to do so. I walk into another area in the toilet. I almost slip over due to the floor being slippery. I see a computer in the room. It's monitor is the size of a plasma TV, which is mounted on the wall. On the screen is a game I usually play called Heroes of might and magic V. I see a disc on top of the computer tower, it's the game heroes of might and magic. I hear Daryl in one of the cubicals.

Dream - Lucid

Something about a roller coaster.

I told myself when I woke up from this one, I'd remember. I told myself to just remember "roller coaster". And now, that's literally all I can remember. -_-'

~

I was with some other people, though I couldn't say for sure who they were. We were taking shelter somewhere, though; America had been bombed by Britain. They had dropped a nuke on us.

Wherever it was that we were, there was a lot of radiation in an area of the room. Most of it was coming from this thing on the ceiling that we called a "generator". It had something to do with the bombings; it got moved during them, and absorbed a lot of radiation. It was this black and white metal thing that looked kind of like a moon rover. I remember getting close to it a few times, and being warned not to.

I want to say the room we were in had some sort of anti-gravitational property in it; I feel like when we would get close to the generator on the ceiling, we were floating to it.

Then, I was talking to my mom. She was telling me about something her and Windy, a woman I know from when I was in college, something about what they did during the bombing. I asked my mom about what Katie did.
"I mean crazy Katie," I said. I was referring to my old roommate from college.
I don't remember my mom's response.

I remember thinking about the exact area that had been bombed and wondering if the people immediately died on impact.

~

This dream took place post-bombing as well, but that was not the focus of the dream. It seemed that some time had passed after the initial bombing, maybe a few weeks.

I was outside somewhere, and I wanted to go do something. It had to do with my brother. I went to go speak with my doctor about this. It had something to do with my right foot; I wanted to tell her that something was wrong with it.

I put this giant black roller skate-type thing on my right foot. It was my brother's. I started to skate and walk to wherever it was that I was going. I entered a building, and into this room that looked like a lobby. It was spacious with lots of couches. I approached a lady sitting on one of the couches. She was my Doctor, Dr. B, but she looked kind of like a teacher I had in college, Dr. D. She was wearing a white lab coat over her clothing. She was also working on charts. I got her attention, and she looked up. I told her something about my right foot. She looked at me as I told her, but she seemed concerned, or like she thought that something else was wrong instead of the foot. I thought about how contradictory it was that I was telling her about a foot problem, and yet, I was wearing this giant roller skate on the affected foot. She then went on to tell me something.
"They're bruised," she said.
She was referring to the bottom of my rib cage on the right side. I "remembered" getting it x-rayed last time I was there. I guess the results were in.

I then had two of the big black roller skates instead of just one. They were made for skating on carpet. I skated around on the carpet inside for awhile, feeling how easy and effortless it was. I hadn't skated in years, so I thought it would be more difficult to get back into it.

I then was on the phone with someone, looking for this secret entrance to somewhere. It had been a place my brother liked and was very well-known at, but my brother was out of town with his fiance'. I feel like I was supposed to have a purpose for going to the secret place, like I was supposed to be trying to fix something that was wrong with me. The lady on the phone had asked me if such-and-such (can't remember what she asked me), and I said no. She had seemed slightly irritated, but hid it well, and continued to direct me.

I got off the phone afterwards, and I found the entrance somewhere in this rocky area, I think there may have been water there too. I had been there a couple of times before, but it had been years. You had to be very precise upon entering it though, or you'd go the wrong way. I slid down this smooth rock slide, but ended up in the wrong place. I had to go all the way back around and start over.

I remember being back where I started, and there were so many different ways you could go. The whole area was rocky, and it was like I was in the middle of a circle with my options all around me. The someone that I had been on the phone with then offered their help. It was a woman. I had to follow her. She was showing me a shortcut so I wouldn't have to go all the way back around. I followed her to the secret place. The shortcut she took should have seemed obvious to me, I thought. Duh. But I am not good with directions. -_-'

Anyway, so I was there, in the secret place. It was the skating rink I used to frequent as a child. I was skating on the skate floor. There were a few others there, mostly people who worked there. I skated by them, as they were all standing in the same area, close to the benches on the side of the skate floor. I was then asked about my brother, about if he wanted something, or wanted me to have this something, I don't remember for sure, or what the something was. Not entirely sure I knew what the something was when I was in the dream either. I told them I didn't know. They were going to send Kasey Kasem to ask; they knew my brother loved Kasey Kasem. I told them that he was out of town with his fiance'. So they had Kasey call him instead. I heard him talking on the phone, but I did not see him.
"Hi, this is Kasey Kasem," he started, as he so often did on the radio.
He started to ask my brother what he wanted to ask him.

I saw my brother sitting at a table at a restaurant with his fiance', talking on the phone.

I then wondered if this was a different Kasey Kasem, since the real one died. I thought maybe there was someone that worked at the rink that went by that name.

~

The Kasey Kasem thing could have easily been a lucid trigger. Gah. Oh well.

I think I'm going to try getting back into meditation, if I can discipline myself enough to stick with it. That really seems to help my LDs, while also making me feel better all around. I'll see what I can do. I can easily take 30 minutes out of my day to do it. Just gotta stay focused.

*EDIT*

Just remembered a fragment.

I was handling a few small birds. They looked like finches.



As one jumped on my finger, I felt its small talons digging into my finger. I expected this. It was alright, though; I was caring for the birds.

Okay, so I'm with my mom. We're at this strange place that is something like a rock quarry only while we are there we gain the power to control plants and cause them to grow.
So there was sort of a long chunk of time where absolutely nothing interesting happened. We filled up the rock quarry area with various forests and gardens. She asked me to check on her car at one point. I'm gonna skip to the good stuff.
So we are walking around. The quarry area is not thoroughly filled with plants and forests and we come across something that we do not recall adding. A dark forest. All of the trees look dead, and there are skulls lanterns hanging from the trees. Dark clouds linger over the woods.
My mom stands at the edge of the woods and asks why somebody would make something like this. I told her that we came through here and filled this area with pines not too long ago. At this moment two feelings came over me simultaneously. One of them waslucidity. The other was the feeling that there was some evil presence encroaching upon us.

I told my mom that this was a dream, and that I felt something evil approaching. She ran off, leaving me. I stared into the skull woods for a few seconds and could feel fear sweeping over me. All of the skulls begin to rotate to look at me. I feel like I had better change the scene.
Dream spinning. I close my eyes and hold out my arms. I open them and now the skull woods is surrounding me. Skulls are looking at me from all sides. The evil presence is more powerful as well. I attempt to dream spin a second time, and this time I do it for several seconds until I feel carpet on my feet that I suppose were bare.
I am now in a hotel hallway. Something still feels off. A few of the lights are flickering, though the hallway looks to be a part of a fairly upscale hotel. The room in front of me has a glass window going from floor to ceiling. I knock, expecting my guide to come, and I see a toddler approaching the door. I open it and kneel down and talk to the toddler.
"Hey little buddy..."
I notice the toddler's eyes look off. They look more like those of a doll than an actual baby.
"Where are your parents?"
The toddler takes out a large knife and smiles at me. For some peculiar reason, even though I was lucid, I did not think to confront this nightmare. Aw man, I'm going for two.

I shut the door, lock it and rocket down the hall in flight. I turn right two times and then stop. I knock on a door that is to my left and hope and wonder as to what I will find. Hopefully not another psycho baby. Upon knocking on the door it nudges open. I look inside and the room appears empty. There is a large blanket-covered bump in one of the beds.
I make my way in, and the blanket covered bump comes open to reveal a man, probably in his 30's with black hair and a thin beard. He rolls over to reveal two bare-chested females, one blonde and one brunette, who... well I don't know they don't look very attractive, neither of them. They look to have almost exactly the same body.
The man rolls over. He looks somewhat annoyed at first and asks what I am doing. I tell him that I had just escaped a skull forest and a psycho baby. He reacts about how you would expect. I then asked if I could join in whatever 'fun' he oh so obviously was having here. He told me I could.
Naked TOTM time, and perfect setup. I throw off all of my clothes. The brunette recoils in terror. The blonde looks more confident, and she smiles at me. I don't know what they saw, I didn't look down. I kneel down and look at the blonde. I tell her that I've been waiting to try lucid sex with someone for a long time. She then gets confused wondering what 'lucid sex' means, but looks to brush past it. I look off to the ceiling for a second hoping that I won't make a mess in the bed.
Probably not, these girls aren't very attractive, and I'm probably not going to get that into it.
Then, a knock on the door.
The man grunts. "I'll get it." I put my pants back on. The man gets out of bed, and I realize that one of his hands is missing. He asks me to help me fit his broken robot hand. I attempt to aide him, but a broken robot hand is a broken robot hand, and all the fingers are missing. Whatever. He plugs it into a port on the end of his arm, puts on boxer shorts and we go to the door. There is nobody, just a couple sticks of dynamite attached to a remote detonator with blue duct tape.
The man screams some curses. He runs out into the hall and looks down at it. Confused, as if he is waiting for me to tell him what to do. One of the girls yells "Just kick it down the hall." He does but the duct tape sticks to his foot. He falls over and his head goes through the wall. He screams. I then shut the door and the competition and the explosive out. .
Now then, ladies, where were we?
I wake up.

Probably should have laid down some stabilization at some point. Would have had a little more warning for that...

Sneaking into a military compound of sorts, there are multiple levels of concentric balconies surrounding a central structure, every bit of which is teaming with guards. There is a bomb that is set to explode soon which will kill a bunch of innocent people. Looking at how heavily guarded the bomb platform is I think, "This is going to be really difficult, but those people in there need me, so I don't have a choice"

Vastly outnumbered, I try to remain unseen as I creep into the central structure. There is no roof on the central structure, but the whole compound area seems to be in a building that resembles a covered football arena, only never meant for sports. One of the guards spots me and immediately starts shooting. I jump into an adjacent room to dodge the gunfire, but not fast enough as a bullet tears through my abdomen. All I can think is, "It burns so much!" as I crumple to the floor behind a large metal desk. Trying to crawl to a safe place, I drag myself across the floor, but the guards have me surrounded now. Sadistically, they plan to kill me slowly, in the most painful way possible. They taunt me and laugh to each other, trying to instill fear in me. Rather than be afraid, I simply prepare to die. Loving the guards now, I alertly observe their actions to see what they will do next. One of them shoots me in the foot. It really hurts! On impulse, I pull my shoe off, and apply pressure to my blood soaked sock as my foot throbs in pain. Noticing how much blood I'm losing I become lucid!

I realize that I cannot be harmed now that I am lucid. Just in time - another guard runs towards me and rams a knife through my stomach! I am a little surprised at this, and yet confident that I am indeed still dreaming and there is no pain. "I could feel the pain from this" I ponder, but decide not to go there right now. Screaming at me, the guard pulls the knife out and stabs me again, but in the chest. I have to consciously decide to have his knife just pass through me unhindered, but it is worth doing for now. A handful of other guards surround me and start pulling at my arms and grabbing me to hold me in place.

Feeling a little too close for comfort with all these hostile DCs, I levitate a good 15 ft above them so as to be out of their reach. This works, until they start shooting at me. Really, it's very loud, and distracting to have all that gunfire so close. I float out of their line of sight and contemplate my options, "I could do anything now that I'm lucid. There's not even a real bomb, no one will get hurt, so I don't have to defuse it anymore... What should I do?"

I decide that it is an interesting challenge, and even though the innocent DCs don't exist, and that this whole scenario doesn't exist, I still want to defuse the bomb to save them. It seems like the moral thing to do, and I want to follow my good intentions more anyway.

Floating around the corner, I get a peek at the bomb on the top level of the building, complete with a rats nest of wires, and a pulsing red light. It reminds me of Counter Strike for some reason. There are a lot of guards nearby, and each time I poke my head around the corner, there is a hail of gunfire. It's easier to dodge than to allow to pass through me. I hear the timer on the bomb tick down, and know there is only 17 seconds left before it explodes. "That's not much time to work with!"

So, I turn on the cheats, decide that the hostile DCs' guns no longer shoot bullets (without their knowledge), float into line of sight with the bomb, and use telekinesis to break the bomb into individual parts, levitating each one of them out in the air so it looks like one of those exploded view engineering diagrams, frozen in space. As I do so, the timer clicks to zero, and makes a loud buzzing noise. I find it to be a very annoying sound, but at least the bomb cannot explode now. I feel satisfied with my choice there.

Now, if only I can stop this buzzing!

I gradually become aware that it is in fact the same buzzing as my alarm clock as I wake up and my room fades into view.

I was at my friends house getting armor on, like bomb armor. All of a sudden I was in this trail that I used to go in all the time, and I remember looking at myself in the suit and I was like "damn." But anyways. There were bad guys and I was talking to them, I didn't want to shoot because I wanted everything to be peaceful, then they turned into my friend Darius (dari-queen) and the dream ended.

Pizza delivery guy
I am walking towards my house when I notice there's this dude following me. This scares me, and as soon as I reach the edge of my property, I take a sharp turn into the garden. And God forbid, he follows!
I consider my escape routes when he is suddenly too close, next to me. I look at him, and he has fair skin and blonde hair. He turns to me too, with a grin.
"So you're also going this way?" He says to me in a friendly way. At first I am confused, but it fades as I notice the pizza box he's carrying.
"Yes," I think I say "So you're the pizza delivery guy?" We don't ever order pizza, but in my dream I don't question this. Or why he is walking through my yard.
We enter my house. My mother welcomes him and takes the pizza. To my suprise, he follows us into the dining room and grabs himself a small, white plate from a stack on the table. He then proceeds to sit down next to me as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
My family and I start eating the pizza, but the pizza delivery guy still has an empty plate. As I don't think this is polite, I pick of some of the topping of my pizza, 1/4 slice of cucumber and a salad leaf to be precise, and place it in front of him.
"Thank you for serving me." He says gratefully.
"Do you know Simen?" I say (Simen is a friend)
"No."
"You look like him." He seems older than my friend, but he has the same round face and child-like, warm eyes.

This is where my memory ends.

The abandoned post
My friend, Wendy, takes me and another one of my friends, Jenny, into an abandoned war post. The colours in the dream are very dark and grey-ish. There is still a war going on. Dolls are spread out on the floor. Wendy instructs me and Jenny where to hide when the nuclear bombs hit. She tells us leather will protect our skin, but wood will burn. I understand that the people who used to live here are dead - that the only thing that remains of their bodies is the heavy dust I am breathing in.
When we have settled, Wendy tells us that she had a relationship with an officer. She then talks about how one of her ovaries are clogged, and therefore it is very unlikely for her to get pregnant. She calims she is sterile, but I know she's lying, because somehow, I knew she once had an abortion. Then, I begin accusing her of things and promoting safe sex, without realizing the absurdness of the entire situation.
The dream then takes me into the past and I see her great grandmother, who also claims she is unable to have children. The great grandma is flirting with an officer. I then notice the red band around on of the arms of his jacked, and realize what this means..

The dream ends. All names are changed. ..

In the next dream I am accused of theft and vandalism by a person who is ripping off my friend. No reason to go into detail.

Note: Can't help but notice similarity between the War Post-dream and this: Deadly doll - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

I am shown a picture taken by soldiers during the war in Afghanistan. In the picture there's this broken, miserable child's doll. It is a bomb in disguise. On it's blonde hair it is written in blue marker: "WHAT I ..."
"They didn't know it was a bomb at the time the photograph was taken." The girl who is showing me the picture says.
It dawns upon me that the soldiers might be dead. I am wondering/ worrying about this as I wake up.

I took 3 mg melatonin before bed. I don't know if it did my dreams any good, but I slept pretty well.

I dreamed that I was staying at somebody's house... a couple, who were maybe in their 60s. I don't remember the man very well, but the woman had shoulder-length dyed brown hair and wore sort of flowy pastel blue clothing with lots of jewelry. Their house was on the edge of the water. It was mostly open to the air, with pastel curtains hung between pillars. It reminded me a lot of some of the houses in Florida. When I asked about hurricanes, they said they'd rather live on the edge of the water than relocate to a hotel on slightly higher ground where they would just drown anyway.

Then, there was some sort of hurricane/typhoon. The house was blown to pieces. Somehow, the couple was unaffected by the craziness going on around them, but extremely concerned about me. Even though I hung on, I ended getting blown away.

The dream shifted. I was entering a city that was built on the water. I descended on the city from the air, somehow. The houses' walls were made of white plaster, and the rooftops were glittering ceramic tiles in all sorts of jewel tones. The architecture reminded me a lot of the American Southwest. There were canals between all of the houses. Somehow, all of this was on top of a mesa that rose out of the sea. I recall that I was able to get into the city because my cousin J helped me get a passport.

The environment around the mesa reminded me a lot of coastal South Africa. There was a cave system inside of the mesa, with different levels to it, all of them filled with enough water to pilot a boat around. The poorest people lived in boats in the lowest levels of the cave system (which also opened to the sea, through a tunnel that looked very mouth-like). The richest people lived in the houses on top of the mesa. The lowest level was very dimly lit, and the cave walls were made of sort of a brown clay.

I was at the lowest level, and suddenly had a boat. My boat was a little house-boat, about as small as a house-boat can get. The lowest level of the mesa, where I was, had terraces, with waterfalls. I thought the sound of one particular waterfall was very annoying, so I tried to pilot my boat to a higher level. One of the other residents was an extremely skinny man with tan skin and a shaved head. He stopped me and said they wouldn't allow boats at the higher levels, because the water was too shallow. I thought that sounded like bullshit, but turned around anyway.

The dream shifted. I was somehow involved in a plot to detonate a bomb somewhere in Sweden. I don't remember why. I remember moving there because my friend had moved there to teach English (which she does in real life) even though I really wanted to move to Norway instead.

My great grandfather lived in a run down little shack there, and wore a ratty red robe. I remember thinking that he looked very thin and frail. He was trying to tell me in broken English that what I was doing was evil, and begging me not to do it. I was doing it for his good as well as my own, although I don't remember how. After I had completed the task, I was able to move my great grandfather to a much better apartment. He still wore the same ratty red robe, and he refused to talk to me.

I woke up, rolled over.

Dreamed my roommate was talking about getting married to one of our other friends, but I don't recall anything else.

The dream started with me going through this maze of stairs and various "levels" that all resembled something you'd find at a mall. Escalators lead to long carpeted hallways with glass on either side. I made my way through all of this with two people that I don't know in real life. We finally came to stop in front of a large ship. It resembled an oil tanker, but there weren't any crates on top. Suddenly this second "thing" came out of the water next to it. I'd describe it as a futuristic submarine; it was as large as the tanker and had a very "organic" shape to it. It also had tons of these cybernetic "tentacles" coming out of it, that grabbed hold of the tanker. For some reason it seemed that ship was being controlled by some kind of government overlord, who now had complete control over every aspect of our infrastructure. I was paranoid they would listen into my conversation with my friends, so I ran away and started going back through everything that we had previously traversed through. I arrived at what could be considered the "lobby" of the mall area, although it kinda resembled a food court.

At this point I woke up and decided to get a drink. Once I got back into bed my next dream involved this guy who was some kind of criminal mastermind. This took place at the music school I go to. A friend and I managed to restrain him and keep him in a chair long enough for professors to come and help us. We called the police, and started carrying him outside. At some point though he tried to get something out of his pocket. I saw him do this and retrieved a phone. Thinking he was trying to signal something, I ran outside. As I did so, a huge rumbling noise started to shake the building. I shouted "Bomb!" and ran outside, thinking that if I could smash the phone it would stop the detonation. The criminal man shouted for me to stop and broke free from his restraints. He ran after me, but I had already put the phone in the street and had a car that was passing by run it over. As soon as the phone broke, the rumbling stopped. Then suddenly a flash came from behind us, and the school imploded into nothingness. I assume the bomb was set to blow whenever the phone stopped transmitting.

Prepare for a very weird dream alright?

Ready?

Good!

Length: ~2 hours
Type: Non-lucid

I was in my brother's room looking at a bomb sort of device, with five counters going down. I can't remember the numbers. They counted down, then my house exploded.

Then I was transported or something to a metal room with the same bomb like device, this time I knew what would happen. I pounded on the doors but no body came to help me, then that room exploded.

I was transported or something back to my house, and I was in my closet looking at the same bomb. I told my family to go out and wait by our mailbox (which was a long ways away mind you). I tried fingering at the bomb when my brother walked in, I told him to get out but he said he would only do it if I did too. The clock on the bomb was at 00002 and I ran out with my brother, then I saw my family playing 20 questions or something like that, and I asked if I could play too. I felt guilty because that would mean they had to start over again. Then the house exploded and I woke up.