A Semi-Lucid Dream? | Defending Property

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Dream 1

The first dream was a long and interesting dream that possibly went semi-lucid at some point in the dream (I think that my comment on Flynn’s post last night where I mentioned lucid dreaming helped make this possible), and all that I can remember of the dream is that I think that it started during the day and I was jogging/walking with my brother GC and one of my former male classmates (maybe TC) and one or more other people who(m) I can not remember.

I remember us jogging/walking/talking until we reached the bus stop where C Elementary School should be but it was a prison or jail instead of a school and several people we knew were in the jail/prison outside during their break like maybe my male cousins ME and ME, and several of my former male classmates from Eastside; and we talked to them on the other side of the fence that separated us, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

The next part of the dream took place inside an interesting and strange shopping mall on a tall area/large platform that over-looked parts of the mall and smaller platforms (that were either supported by pillars and/or they could float), I can not remember most of this part of the dream unfortunately, but it seems that maybe the dream went semi-lucid somehow and at some point during this part of the dream but I am not sure.

I remember that several other people (possibly my dream security or just random people helping me) and I getting attacked by various threats that I can not remember, and I had some dream superpowers probably because the dream was semi-lucid but my powers were weak because the dream was probably only barely lucid and/or I did not try to control the dream much.

I remember being told by one of the dream characters (maybe the head of my dream security or the toughest person among the people helping me), maybe a tall woman with whitish colored skin with short yellowish colored hair who somewhat reminded me of a tougher version of the actress Gwendoline Christie who spoke English with an American accent, that one or more of the threats were more powerful than me (faster, stronger, et cetera) in my current form and that she did not think that I could defeat them unless I power/powered up.

I had a lot more power but I did not unlock it, probably because I did not want the dream to become unstable and probably because I did not want to control the dream too much and probably because the dream was semi-lucid, she did not think that we could win unless I powered up so she probably recommended that some of them would distract the threats while some of them would protect me as I/we escape and then the rest of them would retreat if they were still alive, but I did not want any of them to die and I wanted to have a bit of fun because I still felt powerful/confident enough to survive this so I came up with another plan.

I told her that I wanted them to fight the weaker threats while I distract/fight the powerful threats while moving them away from them and maybe I wanted them to all retreat after defeating the weaker threats and let me handle the rest, she did not like this plan because her focus was to protect me and to follow the safest/most cautious plan (which is what I would expect of my dream security), and I told her that she was probably correct and that her plan was better but that I felt that I could at least give them time to defeat the weak threats and escape and survive against the powerful threats long enough until it was time for me to escape.

She did not want to follow my plan but eventually I got her to follow it and I started fighting/distracting the powerful threats, she was correct about them being more powerful than me, but I used tactics/tricks that allowed me to barely survive; and I remember gliding/flying around avoiding them, dodging bullets/lasers from some of the weaker threats, fighting some of the weaker threats, and eventually I reached the first floor of the mall and they were no longer after me it seemed.

I either escaped from them or I trapped them in a genjutsu / illusion or I defeated them but I can not remember, at this point I walked around almost like every thing was safe as people shopped in the mall, and I remember picking up a fake plastic video game pistol that you would use with a gaming console or arcade; and I imagined that it could shoot real bullets and then it could, I imagined that it could shoot constant lasers like a lasgun from Frank Herbert’s Dune books and it could, and then I imagined that it could shoot like a normal laser gun and it could.

I also changed the color and sound of the laser and the effect/affect that it would make when hitting something just by thinking/imagining it, I asked a random man in the dream how I should change the laser pistol, and he mentioned Star Wars and Hans Solo’s laser pistol; and so I changed it to shoot and sound like that, and then I continued exploring the mall having fun but no longer trying to control parts of the dream.

At some point it seemed that everyone was being forced to stay inside the mall by maybe the military because a war was going on outside probably, I assume that the country and city was under attack (maybe by even more of the threats who attacked me earlier, and maybe more powerful threats and/or the ones who I possibly did not defeat yet), and I remember most of us sitting down along the middle of the mall.

I remember sitting around a group of people who all had medium-to-dark brownish colored skin with dark-colored hair one of the people possibly reminded me of the actor Tyler Perry, one of the people was a man with dark-brownish colored skin who was supposed to be a Christian preacher/minister, one of the people was a woman who reminded me of Tyler Perry’s character Madea, and the rest of the people reminded me of reality television stars from maybe the BET television channel.

There was a lot of relationship drama going on among this group and the biggest drama involved the preacher/minister who was allegedly cheating/committing adultery, there was a lot of anger and arguing, and at some point I remember people being lined up because we all were being drafted to the military to fight in the war; and they did not even have time to train us because the city was under attack and things were so bad that they needed as many people as they could, and so they were going to give us guns and ammunition and throw us on the battlefield.

I remember being in line with some of my former classmates and some fictional people, everyone that I saw was too old to be drafted but the situation was so bad that they were drafting every adult it seemed even those of us who were older than drafting age, and I remember there was a woman with whitish colored skin who maybe I liked but she liked someone else; and near me was my former female classmate CW, who I used to like in high school, and she was looking for her abusive boyfriend or husband who keeps cheating on her and leaving so she keeps having to go find him and bring him back.

The woman who I possibly liked probably told me that she liked someone else and she told my former classmate CW that she needs to stop wasting her time with her abusive and cheating boyfriend or husband and break up with him, and that there was a good man here who probably still likes her and has liked her since high school; and she told her that man was me.

I remember talking to both of them and then my former classmate CW and my former male classmate JP moved to one of the lines that were leading to the exit where they would give you a gun and some ammunition and then send you outside, the line would continue until the next point, and at some point you would reach the battlefield.

As the lines got closer to the exit I noticed that people became more nervous/scared/sad/et cetera and I saw that people wanted to cry but they tried to hold it in, I was feeling surprisingly well even though I felt that most or all of us would probably die and that we would possibly lose the war, and I remember my former classmate CW and I briefly talking about the past about when she turned me down when I finally told her that I liked her and how things would be different if we had dated; and we wondered about our future if we survived the war.

Things got quiet as we got closer to the exit and most people were ready to cry, I was still doing good until my former classmate JP turned around to me and told me an emotional poem that he made based on when we used to be in school and letting me know that he considered me a friend, and then I started to get emotional and I thanked him; and I had to do breathing exercises to stop myself from crying, and a man in line with us who was about to cry asked me if I was okay because he heard me breathing oddly.

I said something like: “No man, I am not doing good, I am trying to control my breathing to stop myself from crying.” , and suddenly most of the people around me who heard this started crying because finally they felt that it was okay to cry after hearing someone else admit that they were not doing good and that they wanted to cry.

And the crying spread and I started crying and the man who asked me this question started crying, I remember getting my gun and ammunition and continuing outside as we were still crying, and a man who was the comedic type started joking while crying; and he joked about wondering what I had said to make everyone start crying.

He joked about his version of what I said and in his version he said that I said, that I was doing good and that it was okay to cry, and so he and the others started crying; and I told him that is not what I said, he joked that was what his mind heard, and I started laughing so hard that I fell on the ground and I could not get up.

Everyone started laughing and it was so funny and fun, there we were crying and laughing, and it felt so good to let that out as we were on our way to fight the war on the battlefield in the distance even though it looked hopeless, but I woke up because I was laughing so hard that I accidentally woke myself up from all the strong emotions.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of the second/last dream is that it either involved my dream security and I or a small group of dream characters and I trying to survive, we had two properties with one being a large multi-story house or building where we did certain day activities, and the other being a smaller tall multi-story house where we slept/lived and that was our main safe-house; and it was like we were surviving a disaster/threats.

I remember it being night as we tried to sleep as some of us did guard duty, our group had people of various ages including kids, and at some point a woman who was on guard duty warned me that some threats were sneaking to our properties to attack; and that some of them were attacking our large property, and so I sent most of them to defend that property while a small group of women and several girls stay to defend the small property.

The small group of women and girls were special to me somehow it seemed but I can not remember how, I wanted them to be safe and I trusted them, and I wanted someone to guard this property while I left to help the others; and I gave them strict orders to stay inside with the doors and windows locked, and to not try to help us defend the other properties.

I feared that they would try to follow me eventually even though I gave them strict orders not to, I did not want them to be harmed and I did not want to leave this property unprotected, and so I stayed briefly making sure that the threats were focused only on the large property; and I warned them again to stay inside and to not follow me.

I joined the others at the main property and at some point I went back to the smaller property to check on the women and girls, I did not see them at first and so I feared that they had tried to follow me, and so I started looking for them; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


A Store-Like House & A Woman Who Reminds Me Of Tyler Perry’s Character Madea

I slept well/solidly last night and I forgot all of my dreams except for part of one dream that I barely remember part of, and this dream took place during the day in a fictional Eastside-like area/neighborhood at a fictional narrow rectangular shaped one story house that looked a bit like a store inside some parts of the house.

The house seemed to belong to an obese woman with dark brownish colored skin who wore a dress and who always had her hair covered with a wave cap or a hair cover/whatever because maybe she had rollers in her hair and/or she wanted to protect her hair, and she acted like/sounded like/reminded me of the character Madea played by the actor Tyler Perry but she looked a bit different than the real Madea.


7-21-2013 | Dream Fragment | Something Bad Happens To My Brother TD

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I woke up suddenly from this dream because I got panicked/over-whelmed in the dream and maybe I also was snoring/stopped breathing/or something like that in the real world, I woke up with a gasp or gasping & with a jerk like I had literally jumped from the dream back into the real world or something like that, and the emotions/feelings that I felt in the dream were still with me; and the negative emotions/feelings still effected/affected me, so I laid there for a moment trying to calm down, and I took a moment to think about my dream.

I got up to use the bathroom and to voice record my dream so that I could type it later if I decided to but the way that I felt at the end of the dream & when I woke up was so negative that I spent most of the day not thinking about the dream, and I did not want to type it & I still do not want to type it really (probably mostly because of laziness now, because usually the longer that I wait to type my dreams, the harder it gets to get myself to type the dreams, and it takes longer to type).

It is a bit strange because I have dreamed about a lot worse than this without waking up like that or being effected/affected like this, but somehow this effected/affected me more than expected; and so I guess that shows no matter what, deep down I still care about my brothers, and I still feel like the older brother who feels responsible for them/their safety.

*Lazy Overview*

I had several dreams last night but I only remember part of one dream that took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of D, and my mom was using my dad to force my brothers (except for CC because he was not in the dream) & I to go to an unknown location with them for an unknown reason.