I sat in a Dutch train while complaining about remakes of movies, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, for example, but the idea of Zoey 101 and Victorious remake or a shot-by-shot, movement by movement remake of Iron Man (which I haven't seen) with an Iron Woman instead. The train kept randomly stopping and the announcer said that it might take three hours instead of the normal 30 minutes. I was getting claustrophobic feelings because you couldn't exit the train and every random moment the train stopped riding it felt like it was standing still for longer. To the point I started to get worried it will get hit by other trains on the same track. I started figuring out ways to leave the train. There was a man doing announcements in the train who looked like a Somalian comedian from Instagram, we joked that it was his voice that brought bad luck. Luckily I woke up!
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening Attending Rinpoche's teachings but I am extremely sleepy. At some point I even get up and take a break. When I come back Rinpoche is gone. The teachings are followed by nightly entertainment. Some girl comes to me with silly talk and I yell at her that all that is total bullshit, but I am not angry, more like amused with whatever she said. We see a pretty light display in the sky. Laser projections of a spaceship flying among planets and other cute things. The display is attracting people uphill through a dirt road. it is very dark, no electric lights. Then the path ends at some kind of three walled dead end with soviet movies being projected on the wall. It's cool, until a huge number of people keep coming uphill and pushing the ones already at the dead end. People start to panic, feeling claustrophobic, pushing each other. I feel panic too but I believe there is some door somewhere and after a while I find a door at the corner to my left. We open it and people start exiting with relief. Outside is actually an inside of a venue and there are people looking at the panel with info by the door, about the exhibition we just came from. They want to come in, but we tell them not to, that people are actually needing to get out from there. Morning and people are departing on different buses. I am on a bus already leaving and see some familiar faces outside, sitting on the sidewalk waiting for a different bus. I see monks leaving the venue in another direction. Then I get lucid and get rid of the backpack I have on my lap. Accidentally, I hit a lady on her head with it, but I realize that if I don't care because she is a dream character, she will not react. And surely she doesn't. I get up from my sit and simply get through the glass window, but don't fly away. Instead I hang in the there, in the window frame, feeling the wind and enjoying the landscape. The bus is crossing a very high bridge and it's very vertiginous, but I like it. I make the bus go steeply up and down like a roller-coaster just for fun. The other passengers don't seem very please, but I keep reminding that they aren't real. Then the bus passes by a Bullfighting museum and I get the impression we are in Spain. I get out of the bus and get in the museum and start trashing it all using only telekinesis and chi blasts. It's very satisfying. Especially seeing the visitors of such dreadful place being blasted away. As I go deeper into this place, I pass some kind of patio with really beautiful stone floor, but the stones are very uneven and I am barefoot. I make some shoes appear on my feet and go deeper. Pass to a weirder area of this building, sort of descending to its catacombs and it gets sinister.[/COLOR] Most rooms I avoid, as they look familiar and I sense very creepy energy in them. Then I see a long staircase descending deep into the earth. The stairs and the walls look very organic. I sense danger too, but do not feel so much fear. I am attacķed by a dragon coming from the depths. I find some knight armors and other stuff lying around and I think I kill the dragon. Some weird creature, like an elf appears and says because I killed the dragon I am the heir of some saint or knight that fought dragons. Then I find an exit to outside and I am at a train station, clearly at some Mediterranean town. Very pitoresque, very peaceful, very soothing. The weather is extremely nice but very cloudy. The clouds are luminous and the air is very light. I feel like singing and dancing and without any agenda, I just make love with the air and everything around me. I think of the guru and feel that he is all around me.
Non-lucid to lucid nightmare of sorts. It's hard to describe the place I'm in but I'll do my best. Okay, say you were in a warehouse type of place but with no roof & there are these kind of balconies but industrial like. That's as good as I can describe it. The world is basically ending & these guys are telling me the only way out is to come with them. So we climb up to the surrounding balcony & it leads to a door & through the door there is this tunnel.... The threat that will end us all is this constant water rising & people are trying to get to higher ground but it's obvious that even that will not save us. They tell me we need to get into this tube which is like 2 feet in diameter & it will take us into the earth somewhere where we will be safe. So, I was like okay, I'm claustrophobic but it's to save my life right? Then they tell me we will be sliding in said small fucking tunnel tube for a fucking hour but we will be fine. I become lucid as I'm thinking I have to be dreaming because this is all scary but nonetheless stupid. And then I start to panic & I just need to get away from this dream & right on cue before I could change anything my husband calls to wake me up. I know why I had this dream. I was reading this book on meditation & it has you pay attention to your breathing. Breathe like you are breathing blue fluid which simulates the eather & yes in this book it's spelled that way on purpose.... And the tube came from when Mike & I had to go to one of the other pools recently due to our pool has the swim meet going on & he gashed his head in one of their tube slides that were made for kids... And I "am" claustrophobic & hate said tubes in general but I can deal with them if they are really fast or short rides.... Not to mention I'm overwhelmed with shit going on in my life right now so it all makes perfect sense. I would have liked to change the scene though because I had a dreamscape planned out. Oh well. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Side Notes-Purple Astral Projection/AP-Brown
Semi Lucid - red text I was with my Mum. She was recovering from a heart attack and was still affected by the attack. I had noticed that her speech, motor skills, and her memory were below average. Mum wanted to play some pool. She hit a pool ball off the table. The table wasn't meant for pool and had no pockets or walls to keep balls in play. I said to her this isn't a pool table, how about we play on the actual pool table next to it. Mum was getting a bit angry at herself, that she was confused and still sick. I was in another room. Mum and myself were up inside a air duct or something similar to it. I saw a scene in front of me, showing what had happened in this exact spot before. It had left shadows behind. The shadows looked liked a MMA fight, where another man was kicking the other man. I could now see Chris Weidman, he was also a UFC fighter. He was trying to levitate or lift himself up out of an awkward position. He was really trying hard to do so. Chris Weidman. [Scene changed] I could see a scene of people riding in the Tour de France. It was a slippery track, as some riders were falling off their bikes. Some riders fell, got back up and fell not long after. I was now in the scene, riding in the race. I was a bit behind. I think I had fell earlier also. I heard some commentary being played, explaining why no one takes the short cut exit up ahead. They said it was more difficult then going through the normal track. I had to take a gamble and decided to take the short cut. The short cut looked as if it was a jumping castle. I rode around a couple corners, and was now faced with a tight gap. The gap couldn't fit a bike, so I had to slide down it with my body only. It was starting to become tighter and tighter as I was getting claustrophobic. I felt semi-lucid at this point, knowing that it was just a dream and I could end it at any point if things got too much for me. I felt the scene about to fade and was ready to DEILD, but I gave up after such a short period. I wanted to write this strange story down instead.
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