Moving and Seeing

 

22nd

A desert.

Tall old chimney stacks.   2 cafes set under sail shades. 
I got locked into one of the old chimney stacks with a guy selling old lamps and oil to use them.
On his walls were wooden shields painted with Celtic or Viking twisty dragon things. 

 

 

23rd Odd lucid dream at work.
Was a false awakening at first, I dreamt that one of the residents had come in and shoved me in the back as I was asleep... But I was unable to move or respond.. My body was frozen.

Eventually I could speak and I'd told them I'd bring some coffee and sandwiches along to their room.

 

When I was able to move I left the lounge where I'd been dozing but walked out into a 60's retro house rather than the home.  Confused I tried again and realised I must still be asleep.
I tried to wake up as I wasn't 100% sure if I had offered someone coffee and sandwiches or if that was dream too.

 

Unable to wake, I spent time looking round the old 60's house, it was that sort of hyper real thing you get in lucid dream where stuff is more real than real.
I'd decided to go outside the property and look up at the night sky to see if the stars were the same, but I'd managed to wake myself when I looked up by actually moving my head.  .... Resident was fast asleep so I guess that was dream too.

24th... No sleep.

 

25th...  Big sleep

 

First dream I was in a roundhouse with a talking fire and a log pile.
I was feeding the talking fire.   I realised waking Inka had wanted to meet me somewhere, this seems like the kind of place we'd meet but it's been ages since I was in the roundhouse and this one was different to mine, larger and empty apart from the fire and some fleece rugs.... The ground was chalk not sand.

 

Then a tent I had on the coast, stuff was tied down in wooden box's as the tide came up covered the tent then whent bk out.
I would move out and watch the tide waiting for it to recede before going bk in again. 
The box's seemed watertight and were lined with red and purple velvet. 
I was leaving for London on a holiday, my bro was tent sitting and I'd showed him how to re-secure stuff after each tide.

From London I was taking a plane to Croatia again.   We were a group supposed to be going.  Em, Jack, Me, Sarah & Marie.  We managed to miss our booked train so ended up in another were we had to sit on the floor between carriages.
Once we got to London I'd visited the airport to check were we'd be flying from as I didn't want to miss the plane too.   At some point it seems it's only me going on to Europe.   The others had failed to get tickets or forgotten their passports and I was to be joined by a female called Sophia Maria, a little taller than me with straight thick auburn hair.
She knew the local language and would help me once there.
The flight was odd, airport too, it merged with the other dream I had about Croatia the other night too, or I could recall that dream while in this one.
Drugs checks and security with guns.

Each passenger was to pick a reusable vape and pod too, pink purple or blue.   I'd picked pink.
At times the plane was more of a bus, we passed over snow and stopped off at a place in the snow.
Strange packs of animals with glowing eyes, it was like a bus trip at this point.
We follow what was almost like a funeral procession of religious men in black robes to an ancient church, over an old wide stone bridge.   Red poppies too. 

We visit an ancient Chaple filled with stone statues. 
We were playing something a game called 'Stay alive on Fridays' 

 

Last dream was here, I was in an upstairs bedroom watching a man make himself into a rocket on the other side of the street.  He was to launch from a large conifer.

He'd made his rocket out of cardboard and was lighting oil to blow himself up in the sky then fall bk down! 
Was funny :D

 

Final dream I was in the old newsagents laying in a round communal bed downstairs on the shop floor.