Summer Camp

I'm just finishing a camping trip and I'm on a lake rowing up to the shore. It just happens to be the same lake that Lucas has his summer camp on. I see him working on something near the shore so I row directly up to where he is. He is super surprised and happy to see me and starts talking 100 miles per hour about all kinds of stuff and I can't keep up. He seems very busy and determined.
Two kids a few years older are a few yards away and they are laughing and saying something mean about Lucas not finishing and failing. Lucas is doing his best to ignore them and continued working on his project. I asked him what those kids were talking about.
Lucas tells me that all of the groups are supposed to build working wheel chairs with the directions and tools they were given but the other two kids on his team left and he doesn't know where they are but he has to finish by himself anyway.
To me it seemed like an impossible task given Lucas is so young he is not strong enough to do some of the things it takes to build the chair plus he can't read the directions. He was still determined to succeed.
He tells me he wants to show me some stuff around the camp and jumps up and runs away with an excited "Common!!"
I start to follow and hear the kids making fun of him again so when Lucas is out of ear shot I say to them "He's a lot younger than you but he is still trying. You should be encouraging and helping him because he is alone. If I hear you make fun of him again, I'm gonna hurt you both."
They got quiet and nodded.
I followed him to where his grandpa was sitting at the lake whittling a stick down to nothing and by the time I made it there, Lucas was running to the next thing to show me.
I talked to his grandpa about how his team mates left and he didn't tell anyone so he's been using up his time not making any progress. His grandpa asked what he thought should happen. The performance hall has a piano in it so I told him I would help Lucas learn one simple song to play and teach him why piano is an important instrument which he can then play the song and explain the reason to the crowd.
His grandpa thought it was an acceptable replacement activity since learning was the main objective of anyway.
I started walking toward Lucas again and woke up.

Alien Abduction

Had an amazing dream last night. I was with a bunch of my family in a park and i noticed an airplane get pulled out of its path by an invisible force. It started spinning on a central axis so quickly it looked like a ball but kept it's hull integrity. It shot across the sky an smashes into another ball of metal. 2 more metal spheres smash together. Each time this metal ball gets larger and larger. Finally it stops spinning and takes shape. It turns into one of these: https://youtu.be/dAkqeHMnhdo
Only made of metal and large enough to cover half the planet. As it expands, we see a second one coming from the other direction. They connect together to have the entire planet surrounded. I start shouting aliens are real, we aren't alone! Then the sky outside of the sphere starts to look like kaleidescope colors. Like if you ate a rainbow then vomited it out but favored purple.

We can feel the earth jolt as if pulled in some direction. It takes only like 2 seconds then the colors fade. The sky is then full of other planets. Imagine standing in a tall building at the window looking out. In every direction, straight, down, up, let, right, surrounded by other skyscrapers. That's what it looked like except it was planets.

Then these.. screens.. appear. Just sheets of light that are basically LED TVs only just made of light. On them are creatures of all shapes and sizes including robots. All of them cheering. Cheering so loud you can hear a roar like in a stadium. We didn't get told but we could feel that they were welcoming us to their collective society.
I pretty much started crying and hugging everyone saying they're friendly, our planet is saved.

So the dream skips forward maybe 2 days to 1 week.

There's a human woman being a mega bitch for no reason. Just the type of person that is mean to be mean. Rude to the core.
She's bitching at people for no reason and a metal grate comes up out of the dirt directly under her, knocking her off balance . She is laying flat inside this sandbox shaped metal grate which begins to fill with a liquid. She starts struggling but can't stand up. It gets deep enough to cover her entire body. She stops moving. The liquid starts to drop and she stands up and looks at us. She gets a huge smile on her face and says "wow, that was weird. I feel.. so much better!" she was never a mean bitch again. Just a normal person with normally fluctuating emotions.

Plane Crash

It was a commercial plane. When it was taking off, it had to dodge a bunch of powerlines and telephone poles.

It had a chance to break free and go up but didn't for some reason. I think they were trying to land again because the landing gear was down.

Caught a wheel on a power line and sent us spinning. The only thing I said was "damn damn damn!" like from the burger vide

I stuffed pillows between my hips and the arm rests then everything went black and quiet. Could only hear my breathing.

I think the black/breathing I was actually awake and didn't realize it.

I went back to sleep and this time I was at the crash site. It was sort-of a mix between farmland and tree filled foothills. Much like Enumclaw.

About 6 people and Myself were stumbling out of the debris. We were next to a road with a bunch of cars going by. They were slowing down and gawking but no one was stopping as I waved them down.

I was shouting for people to call 911 or let me use their phone. They all gestured like there was no cell service

one car with older parents and a 30-something son stopped and said they would give me a ride to town to get the firemen.

The son jumped in the driver seat and we took off. He was driving very erratically, paying more attention to me telling the story than the road. We went off the side a few times and I yelled at him that I just barely survived a plane crash, I'm not tryin to die in a car wreck

So we go around this sharp corner and he goes so far off the road that he had to drive between trees to keep from crashing. I'm shouting at him and pretty sure I hit him in teh side of his head trying to get him to look forward

Eventually we popped out in what looked like a short wheat grass field and got back onto the road

I don't remember anything after that or I woke up. Not sure.

Tosh Dream.O

I had a dream that I was in Daniel Tosh's body. It was like Being John Malkovich. I'm at Tosh's dad's mansion (don't know if he has one in real life) and this super hot, fake boobs, ~5'10", Asian woman walks in wearing just a silk robe. No bra. Awesome. She says my dad got a gift for me. A massage. I have to go to the tent in the back yard.
I go out the back and there's basically a shed sized & shaped tent down the small hill past the giant fountain.
I go inside the tent and it has a hardwood floor and bamboo walls. On the floor is a body length mat, there's an open closet with lubes, oils, sex toys, and towels, a counter with a sink, and an oval shaped plate looking thing on the floor.
The woman comes in, totally nude. Boner commence. *now in real life, apparently have to pee. This gets forced into the dream* I tell the woman I have to pee. She motions toward the plate thing then steps out of the tent.
This "toilet bowl" is about 1" at its deepest. It has a drain at the back edge that is about the size and shape of a 2x1 Lego. I say fuck it and try to piss on the plate. It's already one of the most difficult and awkward things to piss in a REAL toilet with an erection. Even more so on what has the look and shape of a turkey platter that is sized for prairie chickens.
Needless to say, other than complete misses, plashes, and overflow due to improper drainage, I think I did pretty good. Mid urination she walks back in and watches. Doesn't give a fuck that it's everywhere. Must be common place. She throws some sawdust down around and into the platter to soak everything up and starts talking about how she's not a prostitute, she likes to give massages. I drown her out because I don't give a fuck.
I go to wash my hands and there's a sticker of a penis shaped sumo wrestler wearing a kimono and sandals. Just them the woman grabs the hair on the back of my head and presses her pelvis against my ass, pinning me to the counter. "If all I wanted was sex, I would just fuck you right now. But I don't" she let's go and walks back to the mat.
She motions toward the mat. "Shall we begin? Do you have any problem areas?"
That's when I wake up... God damn it!
I think it was going to be a Nuru massage based on the amount of oils.

Stuck in dream world

A brother and sister very young plant a tree seed. They come back often to nurture the tree and have it grow. It is their friend.

One day they pitch a tent next to it to camp overnight. They dont wake up.

They are in the dream world together. Live out their entire lives without realizing they are in a dream. They are very happy.

The father, in real life, tries everything he can to wake them up. There is a battle of people between modern science and wholistic remedy.

The wholistic believe that if they are moved from under the tree where they fell asleep, they will be lost forever. Modern science wants to move them to a hospital. After not many hours modern science wants to move them by force. There is a big fight. Guns are drawn by the local sheriff to allow the children to be taken to a hospital. The father stops them just in time before they are moved. Something happens and the boy wakes up and asks for oranges, completely oblivious to having been asleep for a few days. The girl never wakes up.

The boy grows to a man. One day he has a dream that the girl visited him. He a man, she still a little girl, told him that she and the tree miss him. She asks if he remembers how happy they were, referring to the lifetime in the dream. He says he is trying but can't. She says to come sleep under the tree. She will show him.

The man wakes up in full sweat. Disturbed by the dream he takes off work and goes to the tree which is now gigantic. He pitches a tent and sleeps under it. In his dream the girl does visit him but doesn't show him happiness. She has been stuck in a nightmare ever since he woke up and she didnt. She is afraid and lonely in an empty world of only herself in an empty house next to the tree. The man tries to wake up but she won't let him. While she makes him feel the fear and despair she has had to live an eternity for - she and the boy had lived one full lifetime in the span of 2 real days - he is an adult talking to a little girl. She convinces him to stay and they could be happy forever again, he becomes a little boy again.

In real life the man dies under the tree. After an investigation they find that the tree roots damaged a gas line underground which is what sent them into a coma both as children and now as an adult.

red

This dream was like a movie. It was called 'red' and was like but not the same as RED. I can't remember what red meant but it was all in lower case on purpose.

 It starts with this older gentleman, 60's, sitting in a chair in what appears to be a cave. He's watching some images of some sort which appear to disturb him. He stands up and walks away. Another man steps out of the shadows after the first is gone. He's in his mid- late 40's. He sits in the chair and a woman's voice says 'Your Greatest Fear' then the man is bathed in light from whatever is showing the image. We as the viewer only see the direction of the chair, the image to our rear right. The man seems mesmerized by what he sees.

Skip to the protagonist (in the dream he is played by me) and the older man in an elevator. He's asking about something I am delivering and whether I looked in the box or not. I hadn't but he doesn't believe me. We step out on a floor with many armed guards and metal detector. The box and I are passed thru detection and run clean the proceed to a small room. The man takes the box and places it in a closet without opening it.  He hands a small, thick paper card to the accompanying guard and instructs him to have me lick it before I leave to test for anthrax or any other chemical agent which may have been in the box. We three walk back to the elevator and I am held back at the metal detector while the older gentleman heads to press the Down button. The guard motions to the card so I lick it. I get a metallic taste then a dull feeling on my tongue. The dull feeling then quickly sweeps over my body. My thoughts start to become fuzzy but I know I've been poisoned. I try to tell at the old man but only a moan comes out of my mouth. I pass out and land face first on the ground.

I wake up (in the dream, not real life) when something is dripping in my eyes. I can't say I opened my eyes when I woke because they're already being held open by some device. I try to turn my head but I can't move it. I try to pick my hand up, move my legs, anything... But I can't. I'm completely paralyzed. Whatever is dripping into my eyes is both keeping me paralyzed and my eyes moisturized, so at least I have that. This goes on for days. Or at least it felt that way.

I wake up again. This time there's no dripping but am still paralyzed. I look down and see nothing holding me but still unable to move. The older man from before and a late 20s man are standing above me.
"How are you feeling?"
"Don't be rude, answer him." Giggled the younger one.
The older just smiles then turn my head slightly to the right.
"We're going to start our tests now. Remove this feather from your face." As he places a large feather on my left cheek, just barely over the corner of my mouth. I think about it for half a second. I'm unable to turn my head or raise my hands so I take as deep of beat as I can. My chest is heavier than it has ever been and my mouth is closed so breathing enough air through my nose was very difficult. Closing of the valve which lets me breath through my nose and pushing air out as hard as I can forces my lips open and sends the feather away.
"Very good!" The older man appears genuinely pleased and slightly surprised. He tools my head back forward facing and glances to a clock. He then holds his hand out.
"Grab my hand."
In my mind my face was showing confusion but I know he just sees the normal, straight face. I close my eyes so I can focus on my hand moving.
"Is he giving up?" asks the younger.
"Not yet."
I slowly start to feel individual muscles tighten one by one then group by group in my arm. I start to feel my face muscles tighten. I feel my forehead scrunch and my eyebrows drop then a rumble turns into a yell as my mouth opens and my hand lifts off the table for a wild, uncontrolled swing.
"Record time!" The older beams.
"Ok. We're done testing. Get up."
I'm now able to move my feet and head. I can't quite lift my legs but I'm able to shift then sideways off the bed and the younger man helps me twist and sit up. I look around the room which seems more like a widened area at the end of a hallway. Further down the hall is a corridor to the left then a little further a sealed guard booth to the right which is empty and further still a circular glass elevator on the left. The elevator looks like a travel tube from The Jetsons cartoon or a giant sized version of the tubes used at drive up bank tellers.

The younger helps me stand and walk the direction of the elevator being lead by the older. We pass by the corridor which slopes quickly downward into darkness. The walls were lumpy and the ceiling jagged with stalactites. It wasn't a man-made hallway.
"We're underground, aren't we." I managed to groan.
"Very good observation." The older replies without turning.
The younger man lets me go and I'm able to stand on my own, though hunched over and wobbly like a geriatric. I hobble out a few steps and my focus is broken by a commotion. I look up to see a man shrouded in darkness throw the body of the younger man into the closing door of the elevator, holding it open.
"No! Stay back!" Shout the older man, standing in the elevator desperately pounding the buttons.
I did my best to stumble up behind the dark man. Maybe I can stop him..

Then I woke up.

On the Run

I decided it would be fun to crawl around the edges of a building. High enough I wouldn't want to jump off but not high enough to kill me if I fell.

I was sitting on a ledge looking around and someone shouted that I was going to jump and kill myself.

This seemed like a good time to get down. I climbed down a scaffolding and started walking away but a woman yelled "there he goes!" And I heard a cop say something about the woman shouting having boody hands.

I started running. Lots n lots of cops started chasing. Up and down streets and alleys. Eventually I got out of sight of them so I jumped into a thai restaurant to hide for a while.

Had some conversation with the owner and people. Kept looking out the windows. Cops seemed to have given up.

Woke up.