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I was walking out of my grandmas house, and as I said goodbye I was like "wasn't I in bed?"
I shrugged it off and continued walking
Until I saw a child cat person thing riding down the road upside down on a tricycle 20 feet off the ground coming towards me.
Ok that's when I was like "this doesn't just happen..."
realizing it was a dream, I tried to take control but just ended up waking up. Sad.

It started out at my local church, (which i thought was quite normal since I was there the night before) my friends were wearing suits and dresses confused I asked my friend what was going on, she told me it was Amy's wedding, however for some reason I felt bad or jealous, still I proceeded to meet her and congratulate her, as I was walking to the church and her parents (which I haven't met in real life) saw me, her father told me to go away as he said he has found a suitable guy for her and ordered the mother not to let me in the wedding, he went away after saying that then the mother looking concerned told me that the guy is really old and an abusive person and I am the only one that can save her, this really confused like why me? Why was the father annoyed with me? I entered the church like I normally did, however my church wasn't the same it had many floors (my church has a ground floor) and the setting looked like corridors from a school. I walked around getting weird stares from the people inside, then an older man saw me (I assumed it was Amy's fiance), he said something and chased me around the building angrily. The dream finally ended with me finding Amy's room where she was getting ready with my other friends helping her, she was in her wedding dress and she came really close to me, like as if she was about to kiss me and gazed at me, the dream ended when the fiance entered the room.


(The girl (Amy) who is in my dream is a classmate, more of a friend sometimes we walk home together but I have never thought about her from crush point of view nor I had any sexual feelings for her, however I've always thought she quite beautiful and kinda cute also she is really introverted. I feel sometimes she has a thing for me because I catch her looking at me and she looks away embarrassed or smiles really awkwardly.)

Another riveting dream from my crazy mind. This one went from intriguing to weird. Like my dream just gave up making sense halfway through and went here, enjoy the crazy...


My friends, inexplicably, are trapped in the basement. I made the mistake of going downstairs to see what the cries are for, and they trapped me too. We're scared, cowering in the hall, lined by jail cells on either side of us. We're held by gunpoint and forced into the cells. I'm with two other people, a guy and a girl. I don't know them. I have a gun stashed in my waist, and I realize I could be our only hope.

I shoot the leader in the shoulder and the neck, but of course it's not fatal. Thought I killed him, and I let my guard drop. He shoots me and I get hit in the side. He goes upstairs, and one of his goons comes down to tell us to stay put. I sit down and the guy sits in my lap. He's younger than me, about 12-13, and scared. The other girl and I are trying to comfort him.

The goon shoots into our cell with a shotgun, and it hits the guy in my lap in the shoulder. He doesn't cry out in pain - he sighs and moves off my lap, more annoyed than anything. As we sit, they bring more kids down and lock them into the cells around us, chaining them in. We decide we have to escape.

A girl comes downstairs - apparently she's a witch. She heals the guy with me and then unlocks the cells and the chains so we could free the kids. The bad guys come down and we scatter; the witch stays behind to hold them off and let us escape.

I run upstairs and realize it's was my old apartment. My boyfriend's there, and we run out and get in his truck to drive away. We get lucky and escape, moving out in the process. They didn't see us. I realize how lucky we are because apparently I realize no one else managed it. We go to my current apartment and as we were unpacking, we realized we haven't grabbed everything and we have to go back.

I'm freaking out, but I tell myself it's okay because if I get scared I can just wake up. This oddly doesn't send me into lucidity completely. I'm vaguely aware that I'm dreaming, but not enough to let me take control, just enough to keep me from being afraid.

We run across the front of my apartments through the grass to get to his truck. We run down some stairs past a pond, and there were two boulders rolling around in the water (???). Floating on top like beach balls. I joked they were cannon balls and this cracked me up in the dream (I have no idea don't ask). The boulders were splashing and rolling, and water kept splashing us. We were both soaked and since I had flip flops they kept slipping off so I had to keep going back to get them. There was a party going and tons of people were on the lawn. After the third time of running back to get flip-flops the dream sort of shifts.

I was Stewie from family guy. As I turn on the grass I'm in a suburban neighborhood, no longer at my apartment. I was sitting in a driveway and Brian (also from family guy) was standing behind me.

He and some other people were standing around drinking, making fun of me. I got up and asked Brian for a favor. I don't remember what I asked or what he said, but he laughed me off. I was upset. I took a drink from one of his friends and downed it. I remember writing in a journal that 'I wanted to drive away and never come back. But I'm drunk so I can't. So I walked away instead'. Which I did.

And when I wandered away I became myself again. I was back at the apartments, by the pond. I found someone's phone, with the name Tara on the screen. I stumbled around the pond and got to this bridge walkway thing. A bunch of people were rushing by. I casually said 'Tara?' to a girl running by. She didn't respond so I asked if she knew Tara, and she said no. I asked where she was going, she said 'there was a fire on___ street! My. Family's there!' and I realized that's where I'd left Brian and the others (my family still, apparently) and I rushed to go see them.

I'm apparently on a hill because now I have to run down giant stairs to get to the houses. I mean there's like a huge foot wide gap between each stair, and they're actually mini tvs playing ESPN Sportscenter, instead of real steps.

I distract myself trying to walk and watch at the same time and remember thinking this is why these aren't mass produced. They're doing an interview. The man interviewing is in a dinosaur costume, talking to a little girl that just got rescued from the house fire I'm rushing to. I wake up when I reach the bottom of the steps more confused than I have been in a while.

Honestly one of my favorite dreams of the year! It was so vivid and memorable and I woke up kind of wanting to make a book out of it! I loved it.

Ashley and I get caught up in this guy's attempt to outsmart the mob. He had a flash drive and he's trying to get it to someone else (not sure why, I get the idea there's some sensitive content?) and we have to help and stay with him for our own safety. It's never explained but I get the feel that we accidentally know too much; the people hunting us don't care we shouldn't be involved, and they'll kill us for what we know and to get to the flash drive.

We are on the run, having left our lives behind. Again it's not mentioned but it's just the feel that I get. We've reached New York - our destination - and we're outside a public library. We're trying to get money from some machine, change from dollars so we can make a call. Mob guy gets a few quarters from a stranger while we're fighting with the machine, and he goes off and makes a phone call to verify where we meet the other person. This person is gonna take the flashdrive and take the blame from us. We'll be free, able to go back to our own lives.

Apparently the call he makes was traced. He tells one of us to watch him, and if he gives the signal were being watched, we need to run for our own safety. Turns out he's in love with one of us, don't remember which one, and he wants to protect us more than the flash drive now. I volunteer to watch while Ash finds us an escape route.

Now it's kinda blurry. He's approached by someone and a lady comes up to me asking if I've seen her son. While I'm distracted the mob guy disappears. I look up, hes gone, and I panic. I run back for Ash and I'm not sure exactly what happens. It gets a little choppy. I remember running through the library. I remember thinking it was a false alarm and then somehow we're actually being chased by police. We find a little boy, maybe the same one the woman asked about? And I remember thinking that he's caught in all of this now too and we're gonna get him killed.

At the end of the dream we've jumped ahead a few years. I've broken away from Ash and the guy (I think she's who he fell in love with). I'm gonna go design candles and alarm systems (?) and apparently I'm the one who invents Scentsy. Apparently the company I run off to join is part of the mob and I don't know it yet. I'm about to close a deal for the company and I'm faced with this mob guy; the one that I suddenly realize is who we were gonna give the flashdrive to. He set us up and he's what caused us to run that day in New York.

I panic; I somehow know it's him, and he recognizes me. He grins at me. I can't run now, and I don't have original mob guy or Ashley to help me now. I wake up with a start and an urge to run to New York and start a really weird business.

Another fragment, sorry! I remember the false awakening but nothing about the first part.

I was at work and trying to troubleshoot. My phone was on and I couldn't stop my damn Pandora (I was listening to it while falling asleep) and the customer was getting mad because they couldn't hear me over my phone. I finally got it off and I don't really know how or what happened after that.

False Awakening: I was in my bed lying on my side, how I'd fallen asleep. I knew there was someone/something in the ground but I couldn't look and see. I figured sensing this is what had woken me up and I was panicking. I was already awake; how was I going to handle someone attacking me?!

Sherlock was trying to jump down but his claw was stuck on my shirt. He was getting vicious and aggressive with me. I finally wrestled him free but he wouldn't jump down because there was someone/something there. I was trying to shove him off because he was hurting me and scaring me. Something about my friend Devin's Facebook? I had this like... moment where I was begging that this wasn't real because I was so scared, and I squeezed my eyes shut. I forced them open and woke myself up.

Again, I'm behind. These next few dream entries are from what I have saved on my phone. Some may lack a little detail as I wont remember the feelings and such as strongly.

I'm at my mom's house, and she's drunk. She and dad kept bothering me. I remember the room being very dark, very ominous. I told mom she was drunk and to leave me alone. I feel guilty because I never call my mom out on her drinking, and it's clear she's upset when she walks away.

We jump to being in traffic with Kelli, Kevin, and Don. Traffic is heavy and Kevin is pissed, so we take shortcuts. Down back alleys and up stairs. In his truck. Finally, we're at a new house. Dream Kevin's house. My two brothers are there (I made a note for myself here that said maybe abaddon's story. I have no idea what that means but it was important enough for me to include...) and I'm upset. Maybe the house is haunted?

At this point the notes don't make that much sense to me. I have no idea what this dream was about but I figured I'd leave it in case something comes back to me.

Brother - Aiden - has had enough. We were supposed to watch pitch perfect 2 cut scenes and behind the scenes but his gf comes over and they go to bed (kevin's room) I tell him I'm going to bed and start crying and he does nothing. Upset. He comes back out and a knock at a door I think is a closet. It's not, it's a second front door. Older couple and someone come in. Leave?

Another knock woman comes in pregnant. She comes in she's upset she's pregnant, she turns into my cat. I slowly become lucid. Realize it's a dream and before I wake up I wanna be annoying. Scare and annoy my cat with my shoes. (?) Terrorize animals and then realise it's times to get up. Make myself wake up.

26.07.2016

(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was staying in a small town by the sea with my family and my dogs. We had rented a big house at the top of a hill which was about a 10 minute walk from the town and you had to cross a bridge to reach it. My brother and his wife were staying in a house inside the town.

I had spent the day at the town and was starting to walk to the house when I saw a sign about two little girls who were lost. As I was crossing the bridge, I saw the two girls hiding behind a boulder by the edge of the bridge. I jumped over the handrail and climbed down a bit to get to where they were. They seemed really angry I had found them but I dragged them up the hill and into the town. I took them to the police station and they told me these were two orphans who were protected by the town's law and they could do anything as the law did not apply to them. I thought this was a really weird law but decided to start walking home again. As I left the town, one of the orphans followed me and told me I had made a big mistake. I just laughed and continued walking.

As I was reaching the house we were staying at, I saw an old lady who was standing underneath a streep lamp crying. I approached her and asked what was wrong. She told me she was mourning the death of her children, who were killed by a group of orphans a few months ago. At this point I was a bit scared and confused about the whole thing and asked what the deal was with these kids. She told me that whenever a child's parents died or abandoned them, they had to grow up in the street; they had to kill and steal to survive, but did not have to respond to the law for their actions. I thought it was silly to be scared of kids as I could easily outstrength them.

I got home and my parents were watching the local news. Apparently there had been waves of murders and sackings in the town. We were worried about my brother but he called to say he was ok. We locked the doors and windows but then realized one of the dogs was missing. I went around the neighbourhood looking for her. I went inside a house that was having a costume party because someone told me she was seen going in there. I started searching the house but she was nowhere to be seen. The lights suddenly went off and people started screaming. A group of 5 orphans had broken in and were stabbing people. There was blood everywhere. I ran towards a window when an orphan, the one who warned be I had made a mistake, blocked my way. She must be 10 at most, I thought. I ran towards her and without stopping front kicked her in the face and then jumped out the window. I kept running and saw my dog Fiona across the street. I grabbed her and went home.

The next morning we were on a ship waiting to depart. I was looking at the town and wondering what had happened for the rest of the night. I saw two men walking towards me, both with their hands in their pockets and I thought it was a bit suspicious. I started walking in their direction when they each pulled out a knife. Then I realized they must be part of the orphan gang. I dodged one of them and kicked the other one. My dad started running towards us; one managed to slash my arm but I was able to move fast enough so it didn't cut me too deep. I kicked one guy over board, and my dad knocked the other one out.

The ship departed, we were safe.

Dream 1: This dream was very short, but I remember it involved me having a snowball fight with skeletons. For some reason I was stumbling around and out of breath.

Dream 2: I was in some sort of meeting with a bunch of people. Not much remembered here.

Lucid: No.
Semi Lucid: No.
Reality Checked (In dream): No.
Reality Checked (In reality): Yes.

Ever since that random lucid a week ago I have been having (and recalling) epic dreams. (Whenever I wake up in the night and acknowledge I am awake, I seem to remember my dreams better in the morning.)

I was planning to do a fild but I wanted to practice waking up via mantras alone first (Three am is my goal). (I did it the night before and woke up and 3:02 am And I was well happy ) I did mantras last night but I was pretty tired. It still worked but it was 3:53. And I was thirsty so I got up for a drink and couldn't fild... :'( Then I didn't get back to sleep till about six am.

I did however have a strange dream I recalled excellently.

I go to the local swimming pool and pass the receptionist. She's busy on the phone and it doesn't occur to me to go and pay. So I go straight to the changing rooms and then swim for a while. When I get out I have to pass reception again and I realise I hadn't payed.

When I look in my bag I realise I forgot my purse. I go up to the receptionist and say I forgot to pay and I don't have my purse. She is really kind and she tells me it's fine. She gives me a owe note and I promise to come back the next day with the money.

As I leave the reception to go outside I begin walking down the road. I see two police officers, I get nervous and walk a different way. But there are more cops that way. Infact in every direction there are cops. Eventually, two catch up to me and are like "You are under arrest." I try to say I've done nothing wrong and the red headed police lady asks why I was previously walking away from them. I don't answer and I get thrown into a police van.

There are three other people in there. Two guys, (One looking like eugene from buzzfeed ) and another old and slightly bald. Then a scared looking young blonde girl. They tell me they are all innocent and have no idea why they are here. They put us on a plane and the speaker tells us we are to all fall asleep. When I wake up I am alone and there is a blonde Ferret on the plane. I hold it and it loves me. (Random but I LOVE FERRETS so this isn't random to me )

Suddenly the other three come back and the girl is crying. I tell her I have a phone on me and she can borrow it to call someone. I think the dream ends just after the old guy confesses he likes me or something...

Me and my Friends were hanging out in Joshua Tree in side of an old market Town. We were running around trying to find something to do or a game to play. We decided to play Tag like the little kids we are (Were actually 14-15yrs old).I was running behind a big group of my Friends while being chased by the Tagger. A couple feet away I noticed 5 of my Friends falling in a weird invisible hole, it wasn't actually invisible but it was a huge pool of what looked like quicksand and it sucked my friends right through it. I panicked and grabbed my other 6 friends including me and tried to dig through the sand but once again another one of my friends fell through. There is now only 5 of us not including me and we run to find an adult. We run in to what is now another Sand hole and 2 of my friends fall through we panicked and i yelled for them. I threw a rope that was inside someones yard down the hole and told them to grab on. I felt a tug and pulled up but what was on the end of the rope was what looked like a neighborhood Stray dog. I yelled for them again and heard a voice. I jumped in the hole with a rope tied around me and told my other 3 friends to hold on. I saw all my friends and told them to climb up the rope which my friends had tied to a tree. They climbed up one by one slowly, and while the last person was climbing the rope i saw in the distance down the canal of the hole a Huge worm about 3 feet tall and who knows how long. I screamed and told them to pull me out and they pulled me out a second before the worm could reach me. We plugged the two holes we found with rocks that were scattered everywhere. One of my friends came running over to me saying "You Have to come see this", I followed my friend and what we found was a whole valley full of these barely visible holes. I took a couple steps back in disbelief and then 'I woke Up'

Oh, what the heck, I'll also post here some of my dreams. Not every one tho.

#1 Poor little wasps
I saw behind the curtain of the window some dark little shadow-dots. I thought there was flies. When I looked at them it turned out that there are little wasps in a row. Without any thoughts I opened the window and tried to expel (?) them. It was winter and big snowflakes was falling down, also to my room. Then I started to feel bad for them but I didn't stop. Snowflakes started to stick to the wasps, then they was slowed down. I knew that they will die because of the snow, I realised that they was just waiting there for the better weather. I felt so guilty and sad, I woke up after that :c However dream was really beautiful visually. Vivid colors (yellow, white and blue) etc.

#2 Jelly-kittens
I was on my bed and on the little piece of paper I had 4-6 tiny little cats (1cm) which was alive but made of some transparent gel. They was standing in the circle. They was kinda sticky. I was responsible for them. They ate wood chips which gave to them. THEN equally small dinosaur came over! And he tried to eat or hurt my kittens. So I automatically hit him with tiny stick. Unfortunatelly one of the cats was glued to him. Also rest of them dropped of my duvet and I couldn't find them. When I did there was less of them (3-4?). And on the end of the dream (which is a little blurry) I lost them all. So guilty and sadness as well again. I wouldn't be a good mother ._.'

Ok, rest of these are boring/private. I'll add here only some interesting stuff (when I'll be bored probably) and LDs.

I was in the woods behind a house where I used to live. A creature came out and told me to make my way to the red building. It was dark and I couldn't see and I had to make my way through the woods to the red building even though I didn't want to. I told the creature I didn't know how to get there. I couldn't see anything. Everything was black but I was instructed by the creature to continue moving. I had to push branches out of the way the whole time as my body seemed to be moving by a force out of my control.

I eventually made my way to a red tent. I was instructed by the creature to reach inside. I reached inside and found a key. Then I went underground, down some cement stairs, and through some underground tunnels until I was in an underground room under a hospital. In the small room with white walls there were some of my family members, both alive and dead ones, and some other people. The dead ones looked alive and as normal as the alive ones. The family and other people just hung out and talked and decided to meet again. I told my mom about the tunnel and we would go there and bring other members of the family down and show them how the people were still alive (although they were actually still dead and couldn't leave the white room) and they would be happy to see each other again. We planned to have a little party together and we were going to bring some food even though I think the dead people couldn't eat but some alive people were coming too.

A man in his twenties walks into a shed near my grandpa's trailer. In the shed, sitting on a couch, is a dead man with his head decapitated, sitting next to his body. He is one of the dead people who is still alive; he can move his head and body and think. He is evil. The first man has come to the dead man wanting to make some kind of bargain with the dead man. But after hearing the dead man's side of the bargain, the other man doesn't like it because he has to chop off his arm and give part of his soul or something and he tries to leave but the dead man is mad and invokes some kind of supernatural powers and the other man can't get out of the shed.

Then there are men are outside of my grandpa's trailer with guns. One of them is the man that tried to make the bargain with the dead man and the other is a man that was already in the shed with the dead man when the other man arrived. I am inside, along with a man and my grandpa. The man notices the men with guns and tries to figure out what to do. My grandpa is somewhere else and doesn't notice the men outside with guns. Then the door and part of the walls are made of glass and my grandpa is in front of it. My cat Kitty is outside the door scratching and trying to get in but I can't let her in. The men with the guns see my grandpa and are about to break in and shoot but then they become distracted.

In the front yard, the man who made the bargain with the dead man was attacked by the supernatural powers of the dead man (who was still in the shed). One of his arms was ripped off at the elbow and a leg ripped off at the knee. As if on an invisible, giant fishing pole, a black hoodie with white letters on it floated through the air and was presented by the dead man to him. The man was on the ground. He got an erection that broke through his jeans and started masturbating. People with colored animal masks showed up and started singing a happy song in the yard.

First entry, yay! Explanation of foreign words and background info in blue.
My female roommate has a redecorating fit and decides to pretty up the flat (which is, as is often the case in my dreams, more narrow than in waking life and has a somewhat weird layout) with dozens of plants. I'm pissed off because she woke me up in the process. Back in waking life, this had happened directly before that dream, only it was my male roommate preparing for work.
Aside from having more narrow rooms (one of my dream signs), our flat has some very warm and pretty lighting and feels cozy, especially with all the new plants. I walk into the kitchen and notice that the oven is on. I look inside and see some rolls and pastries, along with Donauwelle (a chocolate covered cake with cream and cherries) that my roommate put there. I think about telling her that Donauwelle is supposed to be eaten cold, but decide against it because I really can't be bothered.
I turn to the refrigerator. There's a little potted tree on the ground below and I can barely open the door without knocking it over. Inside, I look for something that needs to be eaten soon before it spoils (which I also do in waking life when I open the refrigerator). There are two plastic packs of pork loin. The surface of the meat looks spongy and has been painted with red ink. This is a reference to my day job, where I assist a pathologist cutting anatomical specimens. Ink is often used to mark the different sides of the specimen so you can reconstruct where exactly it sat in the body. Then I look in the upper right corner and see a plastic cube of about 8³ inches (20³cm) filled three fourths with clear water illuminated by the fridge's warm light. There is no sign of condensed water on the cube's walls. Floating on the water, there is something that looks like a beet, with a circle of small brown eggs around it. I don't realize that eggs that float are inedible. Overall, this arrangement looks very fresh and tasty to me. I remember that the beet is a kind of designer food that is supposed to taste fantastic and provide a lot of important nutrients. Before my inner eye, I see a cross section of the beet that shows its several layers, all labeled. The innermost layer is a very dark, moist red and consists of ground berries.
From another room, I hear someone speaking Chinese. I look who it is and realize that my roommate is having an entire Chinese family over, so I decide to take a walk.
I find myself walking on a tarred path between patches of neat lawn. It's fall, and everything looks a bit foggy. Two men in loden overcoats walk toward me. One of them has a wolf-like dog's head with very long and fluffy fur. While they pass me, I think that the dog shouldn't be walking on two legs, and that this must be a dream. But before I can gain any measure of lucidity, I look back and the dog-man has transformed into a dwarf with a dog mask he wears as a Halloween costume. Since it's Halloween (and it really is, oddly enough), that seems quite OK, and I'm lulled back into gullibility. Walking uphill toward a college campus, I see students wearing more Halloween costumes and doing a ritual that in this dream is typical of Halloween, chasing each other around to slap a Speckmaus (a white, chewy and sweet treat shaped like a mouse) on someone's forehead. A guy with a cardboard mask and a red and black lumberjack shirt runs up to me to slap one on my forehead, but since I'm still pissed off I grab his wrist in mid-air and squeeze it as tightly as I can, trying to inflict pain. He isn't all that impressed, gives me a disappointed look and asks me what I'm doing here, I'm not even a student, and I shouldn't spoil their fun.
I ignore him and walk into one of the college buildings, an ugly 60s red brick bungalow. From the corner of my eye I see a tall professor dressed up as a wizard in white felt clothes lecture three underage students half his height dressed in similar costumes. A female student of about my age with dark blonde, shoulder length, faintly wavy hair walks toward me. Looking at each other, we immediately feel a strong connection. She invites me to her room. While we walk there, she explains that it's in the quarters of the rowing club, which she has sort of stumbled into because all her friends really wanted to row with her.
We arrive at the room, which is about 375ft² (35m²). She has just moved here for a short vacation, so it's cluttered with randomly unpacked clothes and hygiene products. One wall is just a long sheet of glass that directly faces a pool without a walkway to separate the two. The pool is a system of winding "streets" that flow into several larger "squares". It is framed by the same neat lawn from before, but now it's a pleasant summer evening outside, and the sun is just beginning to set. 50 yards off, I can see a few dozen people having a pool party with tiki torches.
The student asks me to come to the party with her. I'm a bit disappointed because I thought she'd let me nap in her room, but I also want to get to know her better, so I say she should go ahead, I'd only need to put on swimming trunks. What follows is much less vivid and deals with me being confused about what constitutes being clothed and what doesn't and being ashamed of my nakedness when I realize I've taken off all my clothes except for the T-shirt (an olive green heavy duty cotton shirt) although there's no one around to witness it. Finally, I manage to put on my swimming trunks, and the dream becomes more vivid again.
I look around and notice that the student has a lot of interesting books, but also a lot of things that look like hipster crap, and I think that she must be the well-educated child of rich parents. In the middle of the room there is a heavy wooden desk, covered in the aforementioned clothes and hygiene products. Inlaid into the desk there is a white porcelain washbasin with a silver faucet. The faucet is not connected to the water supply, but to a plastic bottle.
The label on the bottle looks like the one on Gordon's Dry Gin, only with a calligraphic font, and reads "Dirt Water". I turn the bottle over to read the back label. It features Art Déco illustrations showing the history of the product. There's a picture of Queen Victoria and one of a woman in a linen dress and apron stirring something in a copper boiler (the kind they brew beer in) with a large wooden pole. The text explains that Dirt Water was invented in Victorian London to promote public health. Below are illustrations of historical groups of people who used Dirt Water. The only one I remember shows a man from the neck down sitting at a table. He wears a grubby industrial worker's coat and polishes an old Luger with a red rag. The caption reads "Anarchists".
I turn on the faucet and use the water to brush my teeth and rinse out my mouth afterward, being careful not to swallow any. It tastes faintly earthy and I feel very small grains of the eponymous dirt on my tongue. Then I turn to go to the party, and wake up.

I had a weird lucid. I remember asking my mom if she really loved me. She replied with an unenthusiastic yes. And I thought Hmm she wouldn't reply like that in real life. I remember waking up, not sure if it was a false awakening but it probably was, seeing how I eased back in so quickly. And in the lucid I asked the dream who I love the most. The dream replied, Your parents. I woke up soon after. This was a strange one, I remember actually being able to feel and taste.



Tell me if you've ever had any weird lucid or non lucid dreams. Also I wasn't even doing reality checks or trying to lucid dream when this happened.

23 September 2015

Her name? She had no name as far as I knew or if she did I never had a chance to know it. I suppose “Kimmerle” would be a fitting name for her. A name that means “grief and trouble.”

Kim’s profession is still fuzzy to me, I’m not even sure if she had one per se but as I observed the events of her life unfold from her point of view throughout the duration of this dream it was clear that, at least for a time, she was embarking on some investigative journalism. It began during the day, there was a party being held in what appeared to be the basement of Victory Bible (a church I attended when I was younger). This woman’s intentions were unclear but as far as I could surmise she was attempting to get some intel on an older gentlemen who was attending the party. He was sitting in the back while everyone else was enjoying the party. He was an elderly man, with little hair left on his scalp. He wore glasses and white polo shirt with cackies. She sat with him and spoke about…something. I can not well remember what that something was but I know that it pertained to the personal lives of a number of the people at this party and that if word of their conversation got around there would be repercussions. It is for this reason that Kim and this man kept this conversation to themselves. At some point the man got anxious and demanded Kim to leave him and stop asking questions. I suppose they were getting close to getting caught. I vaguely remember a woman becoming frustrated with Kim and the man for some reason. She may have been on to what they were talking about.

Although I was viewing everyting from Kimmerle’s point of view I was aware of her appearance. She had light brown hair and was slightly tan. She had it down in curls. At least that was the case when she was at the party but things changed when she got back to her home. For one thing I saw that she lived in an anacronistic Victorian style home and while I have no memory of her looking in any mirrors I know that her hair had changed from brown to brunette and was up in a bun. She was no dressed in a dress reminescent of the ones that were worn back in the Victorian era. The house appeared to have electricity.

In this point in the dream it was nightfall and it appeared that Kim’s life had gotted drastically worse. Her mother was sick and bedridden and her sister along with other members of her family ostricized and criticized her. It seemed that she did not have a friend in the world at this point and I could tell that she was very unhappy with where her life was. It was imlied that her mother’s condition was somehow her fault. I am not sure if this was in any way related to the interview she conducted with that man. All I could tell was that something had gone horribly wrong, her mother was sick and dying as a result, her family was scornful towards her, and whatever it was that had gone wrong may have been all her fault and I think that she did blame herself for whatever events had transpired.

This may have been a single dream but the events hereafter appeared to take place over the course of several days. I was even able to witness Kim crawl into bed, go to sleep at night, and wake up the next morning. I don’t remember the details of the events but I do have vague memories of family members coming in to give Kimmerle a hard time. Even her own mother whome Kim was keeping in her house had nothing but harsh words for her. Three days seemed to pass.
On the third night Kim was playing a game on her laptop. She was sitting outside the house. I got the sense that this was a means of escape for her since her life was basically a mess. At some point I gained control of Kimmerle’s body and looked up at the sky. The Earth was rotating much faster than normal as I could actually see the stars racing across the sky. I was not aware that this was a dream but somehow I knew that time was passing by faster than normal and now I knew why. It was mezmerising, I had always wondered what it would be like to see a real live timelaps of the stars making their rounds. But at the same time there was something terrifying about it. For some reason I could only look up at the sky for short period of time because seeing the sky like this filled me with fear. I saw the sun was beginning to rise so (still in Kim’s body) I rushed back inside as I know her mother would not be happy find her daughter spending her nights out playing games (I am not sure how I knew that or why I even cared).

Another day came and went and the events were lost in memory. At this point Kim had regained control of her body. It was now the fourth night. Kim was lying in bed getting ready to go to sleep but then she heard a noise. Somehow we both knew that it was a man in her mother’s room although neither of us was sure what is intentions were. At this point it felt as though Kim and I shared control of her body. Her will was mine and my will was her’s. We both wanted to make sure that mother was alright but neither of us actually wanted to go out there out of fear. I am not sure if Kim was really aware of my presence within her soul (I guess I was within her soul, I’m not sure how else to describe it). When we peeked out the door of Kim’s room we saw the silhouette of a man scurrying out the front door. At this point we shut the door and proceeded to panic. We were not really sure what it was that were afraid of but something about that man’s aspect really spooked us. The last thing I saw was the window of Kim’s room. The curtains were shut and there was an orange light coming through.

I awoke in a cold sweat, my heart was racing. I don’t know what it was that frightened me just then but I was happy to be awake.