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Just woke up from a very cool dream about a not so distant future flying structure that can house millions of people in emergency situations. It's shaped and moves horizontally like spindle with three orbiting rings, sort of like a space station. It can remain inside our atmosphere and make large circles around a disaster area for extended periods of time, or enter outer space if needed. It has capability of traveling very fast or sort of hovering, similar to a flying saucer. It can travel to any part of the world very quickly to reach the cite of an emergency and board people very fast. Though I never saw how people boarded the craft. It's like a giant mobile relief space/aircraft equipped with state of the art hospital facilities as well as being a mobile city, with restaurants, theaters, shopping, and living areas.

In my dream a huge tornado devastated a city built up along this huge cliff over the sea, and the infrastructure was severely damaged. The areas that weren't wiped out by the storm were in danger of collapsing into the sea. So the satellite, which was what I called it in the dream, flew onto the scene and quickly loaded people to get them to safety or the medical care they needed. The craft not only provides emergency medical care to injured survivors, but also removes anyone else, injured or not, from the disaster area...keeping it uncluttered and providing the opportunity for quicker rebuilding of the damaged areas.



It will take action and come to the relief in any disaster situation, natural like storms, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis...but also terrorist attacks and such. Keeping injured people and survivors clear of ground zero affords better rescue efforts and more efficient clean up and rebuilding by government services. Somehow I have no doubt that something like this will exist in the not so distant future.

I was aboard the craft, sitting in a huge open space that was sort of like the food court at the mall, but larger and fully lined with windows to see out to the clouds. An enormous movie screen was playing the latest pixar movie, while other smaller screens on the side of the large screen had such things as sports, news, etc. for others to watch. Everything was very clean and bright and futuristic.

19.05.2011

The island of earthquakes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a vacation island. This dream occurred during day, and the sun was very bright.I was going to the beach when suddenly I felt a few series of small earthquakes. I was worried they meant the big one was coming.

I though it was a good idea to evacuate the island. Some people was running up and down very confused. I could see also how new small earthquakes were happening as well as small tsunamis. My wife was also there, freaking out as well. I decided to find a chopper or something to get out of the island. I got to a beach where no one was but a few sand fishes that were extremely poisonous. I watched to not step on one.

I was able to find an exit that lead me to a roman town. I could find people from my home town who new me. There was some sort of line to go inside a tour cave.

We entered. The tour happened on a small boat. The cave was completely dark. I could hear the water drops and the quietness of the cave. Suddenly, I heard the sound of shamans playing different wooded instruments, but I could not see them. I felt it could assist me on inducing trance.

This entry is actually from a dream I had around 2 months ago. Since my activity on DV is pretty erratic, I did not write here on that day, but I can still remember every single detail from it. It happened less than 12 hours before the tsunami and earthquakes in Japan. In fact, this was the dream that actually prompted me to start a thread about precognitive dreams (in the Beyond Dreaming section); even though I have strong doubts about them.

The dream started out with me climbing a what seemed to be active volcano. It was a clear and sunny day and I had all my climbing gear on. Suddenly I noticed there were 2 suns in the sky. The second sun rose in the south and the mountains shined with a brillant orange-red aura. I felt like there was something at the top that was waiting for me. In my dreams I always have a sense that I am constantly missing something (hey maybe it's a form of dreamsign, I dunno).

The ascent was actually quite scary. As I climbed higher and higher I began feeling warmer and warmer due to the constant flow of lava that was only about a few meters away from me. Despite this, I was completely unharmed. After a few minutes of climbing, I reached a fairly flat plateau close to the summit. I was shocked to find a whole meadow filled with strangely looking, if not otherworldly flowers with crystalline bulbs and silver-leafed trees! The leaves reflected the brilliant rays from the southern sun and made the plateau look like a forest on fire! It was a breathtaking sight that words simply fail to describe!
However, this beauty did not last for long. In the blink of an eye, I saw a patch of darkness in the horizon where the second sun was. The forest immediately lost its "flame" Then, before my eyes the darkness spread until it covered the blue sky and vast bolts of surreal lightning raced across the landscape. I heard a deep rumbling coming from the distance and soon enough I saw an unbelievably tall tidal wave rushing towards the volcano. It hit the plateau with extreme force and all of a sudden everything was consumed by this chaotic force of water. To my amazement I was still able to keep a sense of direction and I found that I was able to breathe! Those crystal flowers began to give off a luminescent glow and the bulbs opened and streams of bubbles came rushing towards me. It felt as if I was breathing pure air. I determined that it was this that kept be alive, so I tried my best to remain close to it. Eventually I was swept off the volcano and into a pool of murky water. As I reached the surface of the water I saw that I was in a temple of some kind. The last thing I remember was an immense shockwave that caused the roof to crash on top me; then I woke up.

The only other dream I've had in the past year with visuals this realistic and intense was Nightmare: Alternative Life. I can't stress this point enough, the visual quality of this dream was so acute and vibrant it makes my regular dreams seem low resolution. It was extremely stable and consistent, and I'm at a loss to understand why these dreams are so much superior to ordinary dreaming.

I was driving down a main road in the California Bay area called El Camino. It was late afternoon and there was traffic. The flow was moving slowly. The location I was in looked like mesh of two cities I regularly drive through. I looked over one of the rolling hills there which is covered with houses. Suddenly the ground started to violently shake and I heard a huge ripping rumbling noise that muted out all other sounds.

A volcanic stream of gas and lava shot out from behind the hill far into the air like an oil well or water fountain. It was glowing red and orange and raining lava all over the area. I could hear screams and utter panic. Car began to drive off the road and out of lanes. I made a U-turn onto the sidewalk and my tire hit the curb hard and instantly I got a flat. I noticed a Police SUV was also attempting to use the side walk to get closer to the blast...

Just then, another volcanic steam erupted further to the south behind the hill in the direction I was now facing. It became obvious the roads were too chaotic to to drive away on. I jumped out of my car and looked at my tire. It was destroyed. I looked around at the panic and chaos for a moment. I thought "There is no way I can rescue my GF or Mother." I heard a man screaming. I looked up at the hill and there in the distance a person was getting doused with lava.

While he was burning to cinders a Tsunami wave rose up above the height of the hill (which was at least 100ft) I could see through the aqua-green water against the bright sky. It came crashing down through the lava streams and put out the crisping man while still in the process of turning to cinders. I turned and started running full speed in the opposite direction of lave fissures and Tsunami. I started desperately looking for something nearby to climb on top of.

I saw a cement 2-story building just off of El Camino with a large climbable tree next to it. My plan was to use the tree to get on top of the building as quickly as possible. The tree and building were in a depression in the ground. I jumped from the sidewalk area directly into the tree. I turned back and the water was about 20-ft away and quickly came crashing into the building and tree. Instantly the corner of the building exploded into rumble. The roof started to collapse and the tree I was on lost several branches when the water struck.

I jumped out of the tree still heading further east, out of the ditch like area and onto another segment of sidewalk, part of another street running east. Water and junk was pushing me forward. I fell on my face, got up, and started running across the street to another large mostly dirt hill. The shape of the terrain was causing the Tsunami to fan outward before completely flooding the street I was on, but there was still a shallow sheet of water and debris ramming against my back.

I made it to the hill when I started to notice the intense heat coming from behind. The lava gas stream was now emitting hot black smoke and the earth was shaking. I was running up the dirt hill, and falling on my face every few feet. When I was nearly at the top, there was huge clouds of pitch black smoke drifting eastward and engulfing me and other people. My body felt exhausted. I fell again and could feel wind buffeting me from random directions.

I had the clear thought: "Maybe God expects me to die this way."

With my last once of energy I dragged myself to the top of the dirt hill. There were other terrified people staggering to the top of the hill. I looked out to the East towards the bay. The ocean was drawn back and there were rivers of lava merging with ocean water creating columns of steam.

There were no other places to run.

I thought, "I need to call my friends and family but I knew my phone had been soaked." I pulled it out of my pocket and sure enough it was completely dead. I looked at the front of it, and then the back of it, then the front of it again. My phone didn't look right. It was smaller and fatter than real life. On the front of the phone in big white letters was written: "3-Mega Pixels."

I thought: "This is a dream! Because my phone doesn't look like this!" I was relieved, but I really wanted to see what this dream was leading up to so I put my phone back away and "pretended" I wasn't lucid. The lava, flood, and darkness subsided. Not everything was destroyed. There was an apartment building near the hill that's upper floors had survived almost unscathed. A group of people made there way over there as there was no real way to reach any other place. (Things get hazy at this point.)

The survivors began to live in this apartment. Time elapsed in the dream. Days at least. I remember us living like rats. We were cut off, and no one came to help us giving us the impression that this disaster was on a global scale. People were so morbidly depressed I remember one bulky man ripping his shirt of and crying like a baby. I felt so awful for him that I assured him this was nothing more than a dream...

After that, I walked out onto the balcony (a common dream location from my past) and looked out over the bay. Which had swelled larger from the Tsunami. I looked up at the stars and they were crystal clear. I could see the little dipper in the sky. I said out loud "Since I'm only dreaming, how about some meteor strikes now too?" --Nothing happened at first.

But as I starred at the little dipper, a superimposed image appeared over it. A slow fade in of a traditional Santa Clause with a bag of presents and sleigh appeared. I was surprised and disappointed.

Clearly this dream was influenced by the recent tragedy in Japan which I watched live as I was awake late that night.

Supplement: Liquid Gel Multi-vitamin and 500mg B5 directly before bed.

Non-Lucid


This last dream had me consider a possible Dream Sign; my mom. She's appeared in all three of my dreams so far so I'm curious to see whether my next dream will prove this!

When the dream started I was in what I assumed to be one of the top rooms of a skyscraper, with huge glass windows. I was looking through those windows when a tsunami hit. I wasn't really worried since the I would be safe up here and continued staring at the destruction for the most of the dream. After about five minutes the water started flowing back into the ocean, and suddenly I wasn't in the skyscraper anymore but inside of our van.

Because we have a van, it was too heavy to be washed away with the water, but it got thrown around wildly nonetheless. Then I saw a small side road and persuaded my mom, who was driving, to take the road. As soon as we drove onto the road there was no water anymore, as if we'd entered a tsunami-free zone. My mom was looking back and laughing and talking about getting away lucky and I told her to watch the road, as it'd be really stupid to die in a car accident when we'd just survived a tsunami.

Then I woke up and wrote the dream in my dream journal.

4/6/11

Flood again..

Wish I had logged on in time and write about the previous flood dream I had weeks ago before Japan had gotten hit..
Anyway..
Last night I had a dream about a flood again.. I was in some sort of stadium and it was grey outside..ppl walking around and it look pretty much like a storm..there were other weird things like some zombie looking guy but all i could worry about was the waves on the beach.. they were getting more violent and water started to creep towards where we were standing within the stadium.. we were close to the front area and started to step on water.. So I look out the door and see this wave behind the building about to hit.. I was freaked at how tall this wave was too as well as what was riding with it.. weird creatures..
the wave hits as I close the door and water started to fill the outside.. next the other wave hit in front of the building.. the glass was bending in like plastic.. and I looked behind me to the other ppl saying " I dont think those windows are going to hold back the water!" We were told by some officer in a black suit to go upstairs to get away from the water.. the water was green and blue.. and just kept coming in on us in the area.. i never felt so cold..

Thats all i could recall..

I had a dream in which I was part of a group project about completing group projects. Alex and a girl from Japan whose house was destroyed in the recent tsunami were my teammates. Alex and I had most of it planned out. I recall a strange period of time during brainstorming in which I couldn’t remember who I was. A strange jumble of identities flowed through my brain, and with every passing second, I was convinced I was someone else. When we managed to decide what we wanted to do for the project, all of this stabilized, and I remembered my true identity. We were going to have the Japanese girl stand up with a poster that said: “I just can’t wait to start part (a)!” We interpreted it more as a project on procrastination than anything else. It was fortunate that we finished our project in time; our instructor announced that we would be continuing the discussion of DSM criteria for dissociative disorders.

I am camping with my boyfriend and some friends from my rehab center. For some reason I just know that we are with a camping group that was organized by Camp Trillium (a sick kids camp that I attended growing up). My friends from rehab start lighting up their cigarettes. I point out the irony of smoking cigarettes at cancer camp (my nickname for Camp Trillium).

People decide to go for a swim. The setting of our camp site is at the top of a ridge overlooking a beautiful river. They have to go down a few sets of ladder to get down to different levels of the steep ridge to the water. At this point in the dream I decide to take a nap outside me and my bf’s tent. I feel like I’m half asleep and I get very anxious like I am anticipating that something bad will happen. I feel like I need to pack up so I take down the tent.

Next thing I know there is a tsunami. There are several large waves hitting the cliff side and the water level is getting higher and closer to us. My bf says we have to go. I try to finish packing the tent because I think we will need it for some reason. I look around and everyone else has already fled and I fear that they may have driven off without us.

I think I woke up briefly and fell back asleep into the same dream.

Now I am swimming in the river. I see large waves coming as the tsunami starts. I try to ride the waves and continue to try and swim towards the middle of the river. I am afraid that if I get pushed to the side I will get stuck between the waves and the cliff and I will drown. I keep kicking my feet and I now am holding on to a floating board (like I used to do in swimming lessons).

I think I woke up briefly and fell back asleep into the same dream.

Now I am back at the beginning of the dream. I find out that the ‘Betty’ that I met in rehab is the same ‘Betty’ that my bf bonded with while he was in a mental health rehabilitation program at a local hospital. She is not how I would have expected her to be. I can’t help but fell a little bit of jealousy because I know that he had a crush on her while he was in the program (before we met) and also because I know they share a special bond from having gone through this program together.

I accidentally grab my bf’s camera instead of my own. I want to take a picture of a bunch of colorful caterpillars so I take the camera anyways so that I don’t miss the shot. A beautiful yellow butterfly flies by and I photograph it. I also take a picture of a white butterfly on a picnic table and of a gorgeous orange flower. Now I decide to go for a swim. I let myself fall backwards into the water. The water level is now much higher than it was originally. There is no longer a cliff; our camping ground is right on the water. I realize that I have my bf’s camera in my pocket. I freak out and get out of the water. I run to our yellow tent and start taking apart the camera and drying all the pieces. The camera now looks like his blackberry phone. It seems to still work. I keep drying the phone and I think I gained a very small moment of lucidity when I realize that the camera is now a phone.

I wake up.

Although it was just a very short moment of lucidity I am quite happy. It has been a long time since I have achieved any lucidity at all. I think it’s a start

The dream starts off with me standing at the edge of a river. On the other side there is a fight going on between a team of strong looking men riding big cats (lead by someone who looks like Heman) fighting some other dudes on horses and chariots. I cannot see any of their faces because they are wearing animal masks, but there is a man with long black riding a Siberian tiger that I keep looking at. For some reason he seems familiar to me.

Suddenly I am in a stone built circular city that is an island of itself and in the middle of a turmoltuous sea. There are many waterways on the lowest level of the city to allow water to flow through, but occassionally there are mini tsunamis that rush through the tunnels and often flood the lowest level of the city, which sometimes even sweeps people not quick enough to move away. There are only two to four levels of the city, depending on what area you are in. The center and the east areas of the city are wealthy and technologically advanced while the west and south edges of the city are downtrodden and poor. The north edge of the city is a huge wall and many breakers to protect the city from the turbulent water and to lessen the inpact of the many tsunamis that hit.

I am at the northern edge of the central part of the city (the "downtown" if you will) looking up at this glass box cars that move along rails in the air, like elevators that move horizonally instead of vertically. I am wandering around looking into shop windows because I am too poor to buy much and I meet a man with long black hair outside of a small museum. He is handsome and really nice and I do know it in the dream but he is the young man I saw the other day riding the tiger. There is an instant connection between us and we spend all day wandering the streets and talking and he asks me out to which I respond positively.

We go on a few dates and I learn that the is the son of a wealthy bookseller in the eastern part of town but I am too embarassed about where I live and always arrange to meet him downtown so he doesn't know I am poor. We develop a quircky way of expressing our feelings but saying "I have a confession to make..." and then revealing something deep and personal. I am able to tell him everything I feel except that I am poor and live in the western edge of the city.

I am totally crazy in love with him and even travel to his father's bookstore in the east (where he works) to visit him one day. When I first enter the bookstore the entrance hall is stacked with old war books and the such and I see one book cover that says "Sexual Trauma for Police Regarding..." I cannot see the last work but I think it is "Women." There is an old man milling about just outside the store. He looks like a scruffy Gordon Pincette and he eyes me warily. As I leave the store a mini tidal wave hits and floods the lowest level of the city.

Inside the store I meet my boyfriend and ask when he is getting off work, to which he says 2:30pm. He then asks me if I would like to go out with him for the weekend to the only hotel on the island city to which I say yes. I visit the resturant beforehand to determine how nice of a place it is and find that it is so posh that I will have to go out and buy a new dress, which will not be easy because I do not have a lot of money. On the weekend my boyfriend treats me to a wonderful meal and then we return to our lavish hotel room and drink wine and make love all night.

The next day my boyfriend is called away unexpectedly and we have to cut our weekend date short. He has been called away because the heman crew needs him, but since his identity is supposed to be a secret I do not know this. He makes up an excuse about his father being ill. Later in the week I drop by his father's bookstore to see him but he is out and I am confronted by his father, the Gordon Pincette character, who is unhappy about his son's relationship with me and tells me that I have to stay away from him because I am a distraction. When I ask what that means the father threatens me and says that if I see his son again, or tell him about the threats, that he will have me killed. I am scared and heartbroken and run home. I do believe that the father could kill me because he is very rich and has a lot of political power in the city

That night I am working on a soapstone turtle by candlelight (it is how I make money) when I hear two men fighting outside. There is a terrible scream and I open my window and look out to see the two men, both whom I do not know; one man running away and the other man laying on the ground badly bleeding. I run outside and try to stop the bleeding but the man dies just as the police show up. They see me covered in blood and try to arrest me, but some of my neighbours come out and tell them that I was just trying to help. The police take me downtown anyway and after questioning me all night they release me in the morning.

While I am walking home I run into my boyfriend and he asks why I have been avoided him. I say that I cannot tell him and start crying which caused him to insist more. He tells me how much he loves me and misses me and I turn away from him, saying that I just cannot see him anymore. I run away from there and to the northern point of the city where the breakers are and contemplate throwing myself into the sea. The two police men who questioned me earlier suddenly show up just stand there and watch me from the highest platform.

In the distance I can see a tsunami approaching rapidly and I make no effort to reach higher ground because I am so depressed that I do not care if the water takes me away. I can hear the policemen shouting too me to get off the breakers and back onto the safe platform but I ignore them. There is a pole nearby and when the water hits I wrap my arms around it at the last moment and avoid being washed away. Afterwards the policemen make their way over to me and asked how I survived because they say that they have seen many people try to grab the pole and get washed away anyway. I remember saying something about crossing my arms around the poll rather then just hugging it or something but the dream changes and the policemen suddenly disappear.

My boyfriend is there instead and he puts his arm around me in comfort and says "I have a confession to make..." and than proceeds to tell me about his secret identity as the tiger riding man. I also say the confession line and than tell him that I am poor and live in the western end of the city. He tells me that he doesn't care where I am from and wonders why I ran away from him earlier. I tell him about his father threatening me and he doesn't seem surprised at all. My boyfriend tells me that his father knows about his secret crime fighting life and told me to stay away from his son because he was afraid that his son would forget about being a crimefighter.

I am relieved and happy, but still feel unsettled about something I cannot describe when the dream ends.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED


0:40 GMT

Lunatic girlfriend and her lunatic brother
Trying not to be spotted by some lady I know. I run and turn left on a corner of a street, but she spotted me at the very last minute and follows me. I then jump to top of the building and hover from roof to roof, trying to escape her, but she also has the ability to fly and keeps following me.
Then dream transforms and we’re inside her house. She is now a girl in her 30’s and I’m her boyfriend. I’m running from her because she is totally mad and wants to kill me. I go from room to room, in this very long endless house, but exit door is still far. She is about to catch me, when I enter a room where her very old aunt sleeps in bed and I hide from her by lying down on the bed too, covered with the blankets. But she finds me and gets me out of it. She has a huge scissor in her hands and she wants to stab me. She is mad, crying, accusing me of abandoning her. I have no chance, so I use reverse psychology and tell her I’m running because she is looking mad with the scissor on her hands, but that I really love her and want to stay with her. She drops the scissor and says “Really?”. “Yes, in fact I love you so much we should marry!” And she becomes quite another person, a beautiful sweet lady and I honestly feel love for her. I convince myself if I don’t do anything wrong, she won’t explode and it might work. But when we’re hugging, she wakes up from this trance, grabs the scissor again and recalls “Wait... You started running away from me before I started chasing you! Were you trying to leave the house? You bastard!” Oh no! I have to run again for my life. When I reach the kitchen, there’s a window opened through which I escape to outside. Her brother is just arriving and seeing this scene. He is a big muscled guy and he is just as nuts as she is. She screams at him, telling him I’m abandoning her and he threatens me saying he is going to find me wherever and kill me.
I decide to go stay with my mother. She works for some important politician, so I go meet her at her work place, like the parliament or something similar - it’s a palace. When I arrive there, there was an horrible accident (was it?) – she slipped on top of a stone staircase, she bumped with her head on a stone fountain and tumbled down the stairs. She was a mass of blood and broken bones. She was still alive and mumbled some words. I have a vision of the lunatic brother of my lunatic girlfriend grinning and saying he is going to make my life a living hell.

“Corrida” and sexy girl
I’m with my mom caught in the middle of some "bulls running" event (corrida) at night. There are 4 enclosures – one with bulls and three others connected, with people. They are waiting for the bulls to be loose to run along with them and bully them. [I grew up watching these things in the nearest town, where it is tradition, but I always hated it and today I’m totally against these kind of animal abuse. People act moronic on these events and call themselves brave for beating and driving a poor animal crazy.]
They are about to lose the bulls on our enclosure and so they ask people there if they are ready. I say no, to please wait, because we’re there by mistake. But they think we’ve chicken out and try to convince us to stay. I say that I stay if they let my mom go out. They give us some seconds and I try to rush my mom out, but we have to climb the fence and she’s not very energetic, but one bull is getting closer to us. He is not enraged, he is walking slowly, but he clearly will hit us with a blow from his head if we don’t move fast. I have to do some acrobatics to escape on time. Outside the fence we meet my BF. We pass in front of some bleachers full of spectators and everybody is very excited about something. We look up and we see a very hot girl in tiny outfit cheering for something. Both people on the bleachers and people on the ground are drooling at her. She has nice boobs and she is pretty, I admit it. She makes me fell ugly. Even some Hollywood star that is around – I think might have been Angelina Jolie, but can’t recall for sure – is looking jealous at that girl. I then smile – we women are never happy to find a woman that is hotter than us J

2:45 GMT

Evil twin cat and evil bird
At home with my cat. Some cat apparently looking just like him comes in and my cat attacks him. I try to split them up and then I see this other cat is like his evil twin. Just like him, but with one big eye, with no eyelids, ocular globe is transparent and the pupil is red. He also has a deformed leg covered in greyish crusts. He looks ugly and evil. But then the cat just leaves the room looking so sad and lonely that I feel extreme compassion for him. I realise maybe he is not evil, just ugly as hell, so I grab my cat and let the other come in again. But the poor cat does indeed emit some bad vibes. But it’s not his fault, it’s like this role was imposed on him, but he just wants to be loved. Anyway, he is not used to have normal relationship with people and other cats, so he is always causing trouble and freaking me out by sneaking behind me with the “evil” eye. He gives me the creeps. I try to find out where does he come from and find a box at my door, where he came from. The box is very small, but when I pick him up to put him inside it, he gets shrunk to the size of a trinket and becomes inanimate. So I decide to keep him locked there. Unfortunately, when I opened the box, some small bird statuette, which was also inside, gained life and escaped. It’s such a tiny bird and I don’t worry, but when I’m outside in the street, talking to someone, the crazy bird starts attacking us and follows us everywhere.

4:45 GMT

Stopping tsunamis
I’m with some girl friends doing something on some terrace with a view to the ocean. They say something about how nice the place is and I joke saying “Let’s hope there’s no tsunamis hitting!”. When I say this, a giant wave forms and is heading to land. They freak out but I feel this is a dream and I get lucid. I tell them not to worry, because I will work my magic. I stop the water by pointing the palm of my hand towards it, like Neo did with the bullets. More waves form, bigger and scarier, but I get to stop them all. Then I don’t recall very well, but I think more things were thrown at us, because I remember blowing up a few things in the air with my thought, to protect us. Then some kids playing on the beach come to me, I’m their new hero and they ask me all sort of questions like how did I do it, if they can learn to do the same. Then they ask if I can make appear things and I say yes, although not all the time. I ask if they want me to make appear something and some funny kid asks for a pool of mud and mango.”I’m sorry, what? Mud and mango? What for?”, ”I don’t know, can you make it?”, “Why not, let’s try.” So I concentrate on creating a pool of mud and mango. This amuses me a lot. It works and the kids jump all happy on this pool with a green-yellowish goo in it. They seem to be having fun and I decide to go inside it too. It feels nice and I think “Well, it must be good for the skin!”, so I spread this greeny mud on my arms. I think about doing something else more productive with my lucid, but I sense it is weak and as soon as I try something not so “dream-like” I will probably wake up, so I just enjoy the lucid mud bath until I woke up.

6:00 GMT

Waking Nomad posts
Just a brief recall of navigating on the web and finding a website where Waking Nomad was posting regularly and I wondered why he is not posting on DV for some time now if he does post somewhere else. [Not that it would be my business to know... lol]

Interrogated by a “doctor”
At my grandma’s house, with my mom and some lady doctor around the kitchen table. The doctor is telling me the results of my lab tests indicate I have had recently a viral infection. I tell her those are not news, because since the last 3 years all my tests have shown the same. For sure it is no viral infection or else it is a chronic one. She is surprised to know that and then she asks all sort of questions: if I feel sleepy during the day, if I have a really busy schedule, if my work is stressful, but then she starts asking things about my work, the NGOs I work for and I wonder where she is going with that and why is that relevant for my diagnosis. I get up, considering this conversation is over, but my mom, who now reveals not to be my real mom, but some older lady I’ve never seen before, is telling how we are poor and she gets food from the food bank everyday to keep me going but she fears I’m not having the right nutrition. I am now feeling this is definitely not my life because I know who I am in RL. Don’t have time to become lucid though, because I wake up.

8:00 GMT

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG


01:25 GMT

Birds
I am at some place that’s neither home nor a hotel, but I am staying in a room and my mom is in the room next door. As I enter my room, I see two lovely parakeets standing on top of the wardrobe and I call my mom to come and see it. When she arrives, there’s also a cockatoo joining them! I keep my window open in case they want to leave, but instead another pair of parakeets and a little sparrow also join them. I’m thinking if I should buy cages. No! But what about them pooping around? So far, not one pooped, but will they behave that good all the time? As I think about these things, I feel my feet wet and look at the floor and it’s flooded with brown murky water. The worst thing is the incredible amount of plugs I have on the floor about to be submerged by the water. My cat is splshing in the water and I worry he will get an electrical shock. Not worried about me. I soak towels in the water and squeez it on the window to the outside. At some moment the window no longer opens to the outside but to another room and I’m spreading water all over the floor of this room. Then a guy opens the door to this room and comes inside. I say I’m sorry but he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. I then just say that I have a cat and some birds on my room that might accidentally pass to his room and he says it’s ok and sits down on his sofa to watch the news.

03:15 GMT

Meditation fail
Then I guess the same place transforms into a hotel on some floating island or on a cruise boat. I see beautiful aqua blue water throughout the window. It’s a paradisiacal place. But then we’re hit by small tsunamis. Somehow I save this “boat” from turning, but many people just dove on the water and are swimming ashore. I join a couple who’s doing just that but a crocodile is about to attack us and I think I prevent the attack.
On land, we’re all staying at a big dwelling. It’s a lovely night outside, people eat and chat and laugh, under the stars, but I feel extremely lost. I think about sitting outside on a quiet place, meditating, so I go around the house trying to find some silence. But then I see a bunch of cats also hanging around and meowing and I get distracted by them. My friend Zilla comes out of nowhere and tells me I should meditate nevertheless. I tell her is too noisy, but she insists it’s even a better exercise, when there are distractions. I agree and decide to do it, but then wake up.

5:45 GMT

Attacked by dark forces and taken to mysterious city of the elite
Back on that house with the kittens. I became good friend of the couple who owns the place. They are cat lovers and they have outside really nice hideouts for their colony of cats around the house and they treat them well. But there was a female cat they truly truly loved. She one day accidentaly turned on the hi-fi and there was a certain cd on the cd player, with a certain song and from that day on the cat would put this song playing. They never again changed that cd, so she could play the same song over and over. Anyway, it’s morning and I’m going to their bathroom on the basement. I have to dispute the toilet with some other girl who arrived at same time and I offer my turn. They have a second toilet, which is not as nice, door doesn’t close well, but I go there. As I am about to close the door, two tall guys dressed in black suits just materialize in front of me and hold the door. “Come with us!”, "What? Sorry, no". They look like they are not going to let me and I’m saved by my friends, who just pop up very excited “You have to listen to this!” They pass by the guys in suits and drag me to outside. “Listen, listen!”, “It’s the kitty song!”, “But how? Where?” They had no idea, the music was just in the air. I am half-lucid, knowing I'm dreaming but not taking control over it.
I try to follow it, not caring anymore about the men in black, but then my dream is invaded by flashes of really creepy stuff – for example, when I’m almost in tears listening to this beautiful song in the wind, crossing sand dunes, I see this image of a semi-buried dead body in the sand, but as I see it, it also disappears. I try to fight this darkness by focusing on this magic and this love that was flowing before. Then I see black clouds in the sky, approaching, but I realise it’s just black birds. They land a bit further ahead in the sand, so I keep walking through the dunes, holding on to positive thoughts. When I get closer, I see these birds are giant crows, the size of a man, with beaks as large as my arms and still I don’t feel afraid. Only when they start closing me in I get a bit nervous and decide to back away. As I walk back slowly, I see my friends are still on my pursuit and getting closer to me. I tell them to back away, saying it’s dangerous. Then the birds soar and as they almost reach us, it gets darker and the sea rises. We have water by the knees, making it harder to run. Then the birds disappear but from the sea comes a kind of army of big frightening dark apes. Each of them has a monstrous version of the face of the specific person they attack. I decide to fly now to escape them, but then I see one with my face and she just jumps on me and knocks me down to the ground.Everything goes black.
I then don’t know if I am awake or still asleep, because I feel my body lying down, but I see nothing.
Slowly I realise I'm still in the dream, because I feel the sand under my body, but lucidity starts fading and the dream takes over me. I feel tall grasses all around and also warm bodies. I choose to lie still because I don’t know if the ape-monsters are still around. Slowly I start to see some shapes and then the sun rises. Through the tall grasses I see what looks like an army picking up those who are lying down. I see a wooden pathway (those to walk through the dunes) and I manage to slide to a hole in the sand under it. A girl next to me grabs my shirt and totally speechless opens her eyes wide, like totally panicking and saying “Don’t leave me here!” But I can’t help her. I see them taking her and others away. Hidden, I manage to approach their “operation centre” – they have trucks and trains to take people away in groups. There’s a small group standing in line, waiting to be shipped somewhere and I hear them saying “Those guys over there are lucky. They’ll actually have a nice life, near the elite. They’ll be able to study and have good jobs, working for them. The rest of us will be brutally enslaved.”
I then see the group they are referring to and I spot a friend of mine, Eva, among them. They are inside a train carriage and I manage to sneak in and pretend I’m one of them. I want to know more. I want to find out more. I sit by her side and she asks me what am I doing there. The others look unfriendly, clearly thinking if they should report me or not, but in the end they don’t care. I ask her what she knows about this and she just tells me she knows we will be taken to a big city. The travel lasts day and night and we pass by some city at night and we stop at a big improvised tent in the middle of some deserted area, during the day, for eating and resting. She is good at extracting information from people, so then she comes to me with a list of names of places we will be going through until our final destination and they all sound Egyptian-like and I can't recall them. All I do remember was that final destination was Anunaki.

7:00 GMT

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

0:00 GMT – Sleep

Enemy of the State
I am in a future world. I’m wanted by the government. I’m considered a terrorist and an enemy of the state, only because I hang out with environmentalists and activists from human and animal rights. I am currently being chased because I participated at some action for animal liberation. I tried to delete my tracks, but they are still after me, so I am driving high speed for long time. I pass by paved roads, desert roads, off-road, railroads, highways, always speeding and making really cool (dangerous!) manoeuvres to pass other cars or obstacles. It feels like a racing game. At some point I even drove high speed on water (on a boat, I guess).
But after some time I am caught at a road block, where people are being mass detained. I am taken into a kind of camp where we are lined up on queues: they call our name and tell us to go to a designated queue (with a number). Then we’re arranged in groups and put on some facilities and given a password – each group has its own password and we can’t share it with people outside the group. People are kind of brainwashed because they are accepting all this as a game as if they are in some kiddie camp instead of a jail.
Some day, after being there for a while, a lady comes to me and whispers that she has some papers she must hide in a safe place and she trusts I will find such safe place, because I know people. I do talk to a few people and find one who has a safe locker where these can be hidden. I don’t know what they are about, but I know it’s important they aren’t found by the guards.
Later on I’m on a porch over an inner court. It’s damn cold and rainy. My mom comes up, for visiting me. But I am already heading inside, cause I can’t stand the cold. I tell her to come inside, but she on the other hand is feeling hot and wants to get some fresh hair. So I have to stay inside with my head sticking through the door to talk to her. When she finally comes inside, I sit over some low table that is in front of a sofa where she sits. A lady guard appears and scolds me for that, so I sit on the sofa to, feeling eager to get away from here.

5:40 GMT

Group of backpackers sleeping over
I’m alone at my late grandma’s house, on her office, writing. It’s quite dark and I realise it’s already night and I haven’t locked the front door. I go there and when I am closing the door, I am scared by a guy coming out of the kitchen’s dispensary. Right after I see a whole group of people with bags and backpacks coming from the next room. They are speaking foreign languages and don’t immediately notice me. I see a note from my uncle saying some group of researchers were dropping by to sleepover. Only now he tells me? I turn to them and this first guy is looking at me anxiously waiting that I say something so I tell them I will help them settle in and then he says “Ah, so you speak! Nice to hear your voice.”. Why that comment? It’s not like he said hi to me and I didn’t reply...

Fragment about DV
I was reading DV posts and there was a new RPG task which was described in two short sentences and was something totally outrageous - which unfortunately I can’t recall (it would be fun to know). I felt upset that I haven’t yet managed to do the latest task...

7:00 GMT

Great wall of unknown place
On a square of a beautiful old town, trying to take a picture of myself doing a V sign with my fingers when a couple offers to take the picture and I accept. I notice that I can’t really make the sign with my right hand – my fingers are stiff and don’t bend. Still they take the picture, I thank them and go close to them o get the camera. Then I see a sightseeing platform behind them with a marvellous view over mountains and valleys and a giant wall stretching from around this city to way beyond what my eyes can see. I make a surprised comment that I didn’t know this city was located so high and that there was a wall like the China’s Great Wall here. They smile and tell me I shouldn’t really miss it and I decide to go there right away.

Surreal water cube
Then I’m flying over the globe and I remember seeing Staten Island and the Statue of Liberty, the shoreline, ferries, cities, then a gap and later some lush green marshes, Christ the Redeemer satue in Brazil and beaches. I land on a beach in Brazil in some shallow waters. I see the waves hitting the sand and I decide to rest under some square shade covering an area on the sand. I am there enjoying the warmth and calmness when a wall of water rises and comes to hit the beach. I am scared by it but I also control it so I make it go around the place where I am. So, under this shade, no water enters, forming a cube of water all around. There’s total silence and a sense of wonder for this surreal image.

Organic book
I’m on some office, different from all others I’ve dreamed so far. The building is square with a central square staircase around which the open space (which should be a corridor) is an office, with desks all around. I am working on something related to Organic when, coincidentally I see Marcopolo coming up the stairs. I am sure he saw me and I go meet him as a good host. But when I arrive where he is supposed to be, he has disappeared. Only the people who were coming with him are there. I think he is avoiding me. One of the ladies of his group offers me a book still about to be published that looks so cool and is full of funny stories and jokes about the organic and environmentalist movement. I go back to my desk to show it to my colleagues.

8:00 GMT – Wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

I’m a bit disappointed with my dream recall and LDs lately. My boyfriend didn’t use to wake up when I was taking notes, but now he wakes up all the time and complains I’m making noise or that the light disturbs him (I have a pilot’s pen with LEDs, that can lit the whole room). This is inhibiting me as I don’t want to be the cause of his bad nights of sleep.
On the other hand he also keeps waking me up, disturbing my LDs, efforts to WILD or OBE. I mean, it’s good to have someone by your side, but it definitely messes up with the sleep and dream practices. Sometimes I feel jealous of you single oneironauts out there: enjoy your single bed while you can
My boyfriend and I are seriously considering that I go sleep on the couch. LOL Really!


23:00 GMT – Sleep

Escaping a complex long building
I’m with a group of friends in a very strange place. It’s almost like a long, long tunnel housing complex. It includes a bit of everything, from a kindergarten somewhere in the middle and a gay/travesty bar in one end. And all these places are interconnected. We’re having some fun at these gay bar at the end and some of these guys in the group are like politicians and public figures and some of them are with heavy make-up and travestied, but no one is really gay, they are just loosen up trying to have some serious fun.
But then a bunch of police like a swat team is coming. There’s a lot of panic around, we don’t know exactly what, but apparently there’s something illegal going on this place and we were caught in the middle. My friends freak out, because although we’re not involved, it would be quite a scandal if their fun party would become public. So we decide to escape by the back, through the interconnected series of buildings behind. They have no time to undress so we just need to be very discrete and avoid being seen by anybody – if someone sees us and the police then questions people, they will still get to us and specially become suspicious with our escape.
So as we go (we’re quite a large group – maybe 6-7 people) we really struggle not be seen. There’s a funny scene, when we’re crossing the kindergarten area – a lady sees me in the kitchen and asks me what I am doing there. Luckily she didn’t saw the others who were squatted behind some furniture. I distract her, trying to luck totally normal and filling up a glass of water and saying I’m new there and I am just coming to get a glass of water for some kid. She is not really convinced but immediately gives me some errands to do. As I distract her with this, the others use the opportunity to continue forth, still squatted and manage to go to the next building. As I also get rid of the lady and go after them we then meet at this kind of passageway between two buildings and someone sees us. But fortunately is my friend Hugo and he decide to help us. He checks the path and tells us when it’s clear. Then we have to cross a yard and although there are some places to hide (now we have to crawl behind some bushes), there’s also a lot of people passing by and at some point I need to run back, as I risk being spotted. And I guess this goes on until we finally reach the other end and get out of this complex... but don’t recall anything else.

3:10 GMT

Attack of the big mad elephant
I’m in what seems to be some of my home town streets, near the river. There’s some festival going on and at some point everybody starts running in panic because an elephant is on the loose and he is not friendly. As I see the elephant coming I prepare to simply fly away and get into safe ground but I see all these people totally vulnerable and feel like helping. I try to gather them all and we run to some parking lot of a supermarket (something like that), which has fences around. The elephant still takes some time to get there as he is distracted along the way with other stuff/people. I coordinate people to help me close the gates and secure the fence, but I realise it is quite weak and in some places it is even broken. I know an elephant can simply step on it and enter, as if it was made of paper. But these people need hope and I play along. My father is also there. He hands me his watch. It has a leather bracelet and he tells me it can be used to close the gate. I actually think it’s quite a great idea, even if it won’t make any difference.
Then I spot this warehouse behind us, which is actually also very weak, but could give us a better chance and I tell everybody to get inside.
We close all doors and barricade in there. The elephant has finally approached and we sense him outside. He is huge and he is mad. I sense it’s no ordinary stressed elephant, he is on a mission and won’t let go of it.
He actually yells (yeah, the elephant speaks!) to us that he’ll be watching us and we’ll eventually need to go outside and he’ll be waiting for that moment. People feel upset but also in a good mood because they escaped so far and there’s a chance if they come up with the right plan. There’s a young couple with their kids and they plan to take some shower (apparently we even have showers on the warehouse, I wonder if there’s also food by any chance) and take the kids along. Then at night people make a bonfire and sing and dance. They are really in good mood, but the future is uncertain.

5:40 GMT

On the church’s attic
I’m inside some old building which I’m not yet sure what it is. I see some stairs going up, like to a tower and I want to go up there, but there’s tape saying “construction site” on it and meanwhile a guy yells at me that I can’t go there, that it is dangerous. I say ok and keep exploring the ground floor. I see this corridor with arcades on the sides that leads me to a big central nave and I realise it is a church. On this central nave there are stairs leading to a higher platform, not really another floor, but an intermediate floor. The same guy who yelled before, now yells that I can climb to that one. And I say ok again and climb the stairs. I find myself in this platform, not at all interesting, but with a very old wooden floor, that squeaks and bends down. Some guy that looks like a junkie tells me “Have you seen this floor?”, “Yeah, so what!”, “It was restored recently and it’s totally safe to jump on it!”. And I see many people just walking around and jumping on it. I feel no confidence at all on this floor and just decide to go down again, when I spot some more stairs leading to some attic. I go up there and I find this wonderful room with kiddie furniture and toys and such a cozy warm ambiance. I wonder who’s living there and then I see my two cousins S. and J. They are living there. I say hi to them and how good it is to see them again. Then I say this place is amazing and I am so happy they finally have a nice room just for them (they’ve always been poor and sleeping on really shity houses, with no room of their own. I tell them they deserve to finally have such a nice home. But somehow they are not looking very happy. I notice they have this ball pool and a smaller room on a corner which is a playing house. Then I look through the window (which is a skylight on the inclined roof) and I see a beautiful view – green lush mountains and the ocean.
They still look unhappy and I wonder why they look so young. They should by now be twenty and twenty-something years old, why do they appear as kids. But I don’t get lucid...

Tsunami in Japan
Then I’m kicked to this outside landscape I was seeing through the window and I’m by the sea. On my left side is a river flowing into the sea. I’m with a group of girl friends. And we’re in Japan! We’re just relaxing by the water when I notice a strong wave hitting the quay on our left. The wave is about a meter high, but it is so straight up and strong I sense something abnormal. Then I see a second wave like this and I tell my friends I think it’s a tsunami. And if it is, these were just the warning waves and we have just a few minutes until a big one comes. They could say I was crazy but the fact is although not entirely convinced, they decided to play it safe and depart with me. A friend is driving a tiny red car and we go through a road that goes side by side with the river. Current is now upstream and water is starting to rise. They realise I was correct and I tell them to turn on the left to a road that goes up, instead of staying on this road that is quickly being flooded.
As we go up, we see other big waves hitting the shore and covering the land. On top of this hill we find a village and people are running away. We ask two guys if they know what’s going on and they tell us there was a warning on the radio that had been a big quake on the sea and a big tsunami was expected and that the big waves were still going to come. They told us it wasn’t safe to stay here, we had to go to higher ground as everybody was doing. Half the hill was already covered by water and it was surrounding us, because this hill was only connected to mainland through one side. We asked him the way out and he just pointed vaguely to the road in front of us and then left. We saw 2 or 3 cars going that way and we followed them. Then we arrived at this bifurcation again, on some square and we didn’t know where to go now. We first went left but the road was going down and half of it was already covered by water. We were getting scared and yelling at that guy who didn’t offer to guide us out of there – was every man by itself. Now driving really quickly we turned back and went to the right and kept going up. Then I woke up. [Let’s hope this is not a precognitive dream, because next week I’ll be going to Japan...]

7:10 – Wake up

I don't remember much about this dream, except a tidal wave was involved. I was with my mother in our van.
At some point there was already a flood (waist-high water) and people were seeking shelter, when they suddenly noticed a big wave of muddy water coming towards them and tried to waddle away desperately. Some lady tried to climb on a bin, others tried to climb trees. I could feel the fear.