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    1. Some more recall

      by , 04-16-2017 at 02:19 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Before bed went to MM and read some of Naiya's Lucid entries.

      Scott hates me.

      Was semi lucid in Naiya's room. She was standing by a window talking with Scott. As soon as Scott noticed me he somehow forced me from the dream.

      I fell into a weird crack in the ground outside. I had never been teleported so violently anywhere. I was literally squished. If I had dream flesh and bones they were surely squished like a pancake. I made myself into some air bubble and elongated myself out of the crack. As I did i heard some guy commenting on it with astonishment. I was by some other DC or dreamer with blond hair. He asked how I did that. I said I dunno but it's a dream so that's how I did it. He didn't believe me for a second and then the dream faded.



      Everything goes wrong at work


      Add on: I now remember being driven to work by someone. Can't remember who.

      I was in a weird underground complex that was apparently a McDonald's. Saw Manager R there and she asked me to help assemble orders. I remember seeing rows of all the Sandwich boxes stacked upright. People kept ordering McChicken and after a while and soon the stack that was at the height of the ceiling is now gone. R leaves and says she's going to get more boxes. I am by myself and people order nothing but McChicken, so I use other boxes and put stickers on them.

      After a long period of time I realize R hasn't come back. I leave the room to look for the stockroom. I wind up In a dark basement. I come to an open room and see dark versions of various co workers there. K-A The Jamaican girl is crawling on all fours and it reminds me of the creepy girl from the grudge. There's a long leather strap coming from her? It whips at me and then I realize it's a weird long tongue she has. I look up and the other people have glowing cat like eyes. One looks like Manager P from another store. I turn to run back the way I came but the exit is now a solid wall. I look around and the rooms are in different places. I realize the place re arranges itself. I try to get away from the creepy group.

      FA, before I can RC my brother distracts me. I start telling him about the crazy dream I just had. He doesn't believe me.

      Updated 04-16-2017 at 06:12 AM by 6012

      Tags: naiya, scott
      Categories
      false awakening , memorable , lucid
    2. First Nap WILD, Girl Friday Sex

      by , 12-04-2013 at 09:42 PM
      First Nap WILD occurred on #80, I was beginning to think LDs during naps was not for me!
      12/4/13 I lay down about 1 hour & 45 minutes after waking for the day...morning nap. Before laying down I read this one time: Why You Fail at WILDs - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views (I had read it before, keys in article for me: customize WILD attempt to you and FALL ASLEEP). I then read Naiya's sub-post #7 of 8 here: http://www.dreamviews.com/induction-...tml#post850578 The part that carried into my attempt the most was changing the noises you hear to something you want them to be. For me I was hearing the bed creaking like someone getting into it and I just quickly noted the sound and imagined Girl Friday getting into bed...though I probably carried the visualizations too far which probably kept me too awake longer. The process may have taken an hour as I was holding on to too much consciousness, but I am confident I can fall asleep quicker next time. I also heard city noises (probably actual WL noises) and kept them what they were only changing the scene from which I was hearing them to something other than my bed during a WILD attempt. I probably need to do this quicker and then let go. Earlier as I was getting ready to lay down I repeated a mantra that I recognize the vibrations. I think lately my consciousness was gone by the time they arrived (if they arrived at all). My gut feeling is that they were not showing up as much because I had gotten beyond the novelty of the sensation, but not sure. Either way, they had been a big part in me entering WILDs in the past and I thought a mantra to keep an eye out for them would help and I think the mantra did help. For me once the vibrations start in earnest you are at the door of the dream. By the end of the process it was barely a tiny thread of consciousness still there when I felt the vibrations which ramped up my consciousness, but in a smooth non-jolting way. I nudged the vibrations on and soon felt my dream body but no scene and started paddling forward with both dream arms and in the beginning with each stroke propelling myself forward I was still getting fairly strong vibrations as if I needed to keep paddling forward to keep from returning to my sleeping body and propel myself further into the dream. Eventually the vibrations faded and I could feel myself in the water and kept paddling but felt like I didn't want to just keep doing this so I imagined that I was paddling towards a beach (did this in a previous LD as well). I imagined also that Girl Friday would be on the beach, she was fresh on my mind from the HH bed creaking tweaks I mentioned earlier. I crawl my way onto shore and there she was in a sexy bikini red with white polka dots matching top and bottom. To cement the idea that she was ready for me I said something like I am sorry it took me so long, I know you have been waiting for me in a sexy deep voice. I caress her face and push back her hair and wipe bits of almost glowing sand from her cheeks and we begin to kiss for a while. I then reach back behind her back and untie her bikini top and
      Spoiler for X-rated:
      and I slowly felt myself returning to my bed where I heard a woman with a frantic, unintelligible cry that morphed into the dog I could hear barking in waking life! Very interesting. I made a quick DEILD attempt and did 2 motionless RCs even though I was sure I was awake and then a few physical RCs to keep true to my new goal to catch as many FAs as possible. I failed to do that when I got up for the day earlier before this nap...so sure that I was awake, but I got to get better at RCing every single time.

      Other recent LDs not journaled on DV were all DILDs. Quick recap of DILD realization moments: FA and saw hands and arms raised up behind a tv and realized I am dreaming; talking to my brother and his old roommate I notice that the roommate has these weird marking on his face that look drawn on and realize I am dreaming; paying for items at convenience store and I notice all of my coins are very old from the 1700's and I realize I am dreaming - one odd coin might not have done it; can't reach the brake pedal in my big old Impala like car (never owned one but saw some nice ones at a car show within the last few months) and realized I am dreaming; sitting talking with my son and his cousins I think to bring up lucid dreaming and realize I am dreaming.
    3. Stuff

      by , 06-24-2012 at 06:36 PM (Tales from the sun chaser.)
      There was a guy who had these miniature toy soldiers that would obey his command of grid coordinates. It was a tun bases war game and they would automatically kick down doors and what not. It was pretty cool.

      There's this semi that transfOrms into a moving base. The front part of it becomes the height of a double decker bus. Oh, and I forgot to mention that I'm on top of it while its transforming, and we're going at least 75 down the interstate. It's funny because my major concern wasn't getting shot by these people diving it, but falling off. I was with a team of maybe 3 or four and I kept thinking "we need to kill these guys quick". I even thought about how if I died it was over...unlike a dream.

      Well they took everyone out, and I climed into the front part and sat in the passengers seat. This thing had the ability to drive in water and we went down a river and there were a lot of kids fishing. I really wanted to that instead of spy work. One guy told me the fish weren't even edible. It didn't matter to me though. I also saw white tigers on the bank. I was trying to figure out how and why they didn't go out there and kill everyone.

      By now the guy tells me to drive when we hit land. The controlls are kinda like a motorcycle, but it's super unresponsive.


      I remember this other dream where I was making music out of the noises that were made when moving the courser around with this game. I think Naiya was there, and she was a little impatient. We started playing, and the. I was sort of in the game. I ran down a hallway and said to a group of people " knock knock", someone said "who's there". I said "Nickle plated 45" and pretended to shoot all of them.

      Then Alex Trebec is on the phone with the whitehouse and he's trying to set something up where people can come over there more often.
    4. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 10-25-2010 at 04:07 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      24.10.2010
      Networks (Non-lucid)
      ★★★★☆
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID






      Stretched out against a vast, black aether, they weave and twist about, branching down into unfathomable depths. At the head, a name for each: Walms, Naiya, Raven, and so many more. Delving down, I explore their reaches. The expanse below Walms' is the largest by far, and twines itself about the others more and more the deeper I go. Naiya's is closest to Walms', their trees the largest, while Raven's name is drifting, slowly pulling away from the others.

      The scene shifts into a game of conquest, and here I find MoSh, willingly under the control of a female presence I never get to see. She guides him well; his troop placements are precise, his movements coordinated. I find myself under pressure. . .


      ______________


      The dark conference room, with its expensive wooden tables and high-backed chairs lined up against the walls, is deserted. Making my way to a table across the room, the other High Aide walks in, aghast.

      “They're not here,” she sounds frustrated.

      “No. It's not like Congress to be here in a time of crisis. I expect they're safe somewhere, probably out of country.”

      “Point taken, but that still leaves us. The enemy is descending upon us, as you well know, but what are we supposed to do about it?”

      “Keep things under control,” I pick up a pink slip of paper with several ornate signatures scrawled across it. “A standing order,” I tell my coworker.

      “What does it say?” the other Aide asks quietly.

      “We have to evacuate.”

      “Then let's get out of here. . .”

      We walk through the white-walled building, all the way to the heavily populated atrium. A commotion erupts upon our arrival, and I drop the book I wasn't carrying moments ago. Stepping on it, I notice there's something under it. . . is that?

      “NOBODY MOVE!” A man in a black leather jacket and slacks steps out in front of me, back turned, left arm locked around a secretary, right hand handed aiming a gun at her head. Just like the one beneath my book. I scoot backwards, dragging the book and gun underfoot, taken aback by the occurrence. Why would terrorists be attacking the House at a time like this. No one is here, except us two. Slightly dumbfounded, and fearing for my own safety, it takes me a moment to realize the man doesn't know I'm behind him.

      Reaching down, I grab the gun; it's an old five shot revolver, I'm not really sure on the make. I point the weapon at the man's back and move slowly, silently forward. Putting up my other hand to steady the shot. . .

      BANG!

      A hole appears in the back of his jacket, followed by blood. He slumps to the ground, dead, but he's not alone. His accomplice comes at me from the left, swiftly. I try to aim the gun at him, but my hands are shaking too violently. A shot rings out, and a bullet wizzes by my head, tousling my hair. I fire wildly, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG. Each shot either goes wide or spirals out of control, missing the mark. The accomplice fires back at me four times. One miss, two miss, three miss. . .

      THMP.

      The bullet rips through my chest and my mouth opens in shock, spitting up blood. I stagger for a moment before my eyes go wild and I look at my killer with a maniacal glint. I let him know, “I can regen, mother fucker!” I charge him, quickly regenerating the wound in my chest, pushing out the hot lead. Pointing my empty gun at him, I demand his weapon. He hands it to me, terrified; it's got one shot left. I put it against his head, and he whimpers like a puppy. As I pull the trigger, I grimace as. . . the shot bounces off his skull?

      The anticlimactic ending stifles my rage, and the two of us have a chat. “You know the only people of any importance here right now are the High Aides, right?” I ask him.

      “Oh, really. . ? Well, we should have figured as much with Rob moving in on Cambodia [Kaomea?] in the west.”

      “Yeah, I still have to let the Adamarill know.”

      “Admiral?”

      “That's what I said.”

      Another shift and I'm streaming a video of Galactica's CIC. Starbuck let's Adama know the current situation, and I can't help noticing the HAL eye at the bottom of the screen. I remember that signifies this is one of my Dream Journal Entry. Wait a second. . .

      My phone rings.

      Updated 01-05-2011 at 07:12 AM by 25167

      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. Mixed Priorities

      by , 07-30-2010 at 03:53 AM (Serenity's Silver Millennium)
      Note from the author
      Hey guys. I've had a couple of very personal goals of mine come up that I would really like to focus on. This includes attempting some shared dreams with both my brother, but also my best friend. The ones with my brother are top priority, as they are leading to something else much bigger. We are trying to get a message across to another brother of ours who we lost contact with, some time ago.

      While I won't devote ALL my lucid time to this (since that'll likely burn me out, and I like to do fun things, too), it is rather the top priority at the moment. Don't worry, Kraftwerk and Mosh! I haven't forgotten about you, I just really need to focus on this, now that I've got a fairly decent amount of monthly LD totals rolling in...

      July 29, 2010
      Jack and i entered someone else's apartment. False memory told me it was our old apartment, but it didn't look like ours.

      I needed to have a shower, so I went into the washroom. There were towels all over the place and in the tub.

      I started throwing them all out on the floor. The door was slightly ajar, and i started feeling a little horny. I clued in at this point that I was dreaming (probably because of the random, sudden horniness). I thought maybe someone could walk through the door right now...

      A very average looking guy came through the door. He'll do I guess, it is just a dream. "Take off your clothes, we're going to have sex!" I told him. He looked shocked! "Oh, get over it, it's just a dream," I told him

      He seemed alright with that, but then his looks changed. He became old, bald, and was missing teeth. "Ugh," I thought. "Change back, change back!"

      Then, Jack comes in. He starts quizzing the guy on having sex with me. He's not outright asking, and the guy is dodging the answer. I was trying to will Jack to go away (poor hubby!). Then, I could work on morphing him into something hotter...

      The dream dissolved, but I managed to chain back in, sort of. I was still lucid, but in a new room. I was staring at a phone and I remembered my goal of phoning Naiya for the DV TOTM.

      I held down the 3 on the phone for speed dial (I have you all on speed dial!). "Hello?" a girl's voice answered.

      "Hey, Naiya, it's Serenity."

      "Hey, what's up?"

      "I'm just calling to remind you to dream share with Walms."

      "I did that already!" she answers.

      "Oh. Alright then, talk to you in chat later!"

      "Bye!"

      That was short... Right then, well, having not satisfied my dream horniness, I thought about another guy coming into the new room I was in. This one was so much better with very nice abs and arms

      Dream ended before we could get down to it though, and I couldn't chain back in.

      Updated 07-30-2010 at 04:55 AM by 28724

      Tags: naiya, walms
      Categories
      lucid , task of the month
    6. Train station/Cameras/School crimes/Forums-HI/Wonky elevator

      by , 07-23-2010 at 05:48 PM (Serenity's Silver Millennium)
      July 23, 2010

      5:00am
      Train station

      I'm at a train station. I use some keys to unlock some doors. On the other side, there is a man coming up the escalator. He's old, and false memory tells me his name is Joe, and he's falling into dementia.

      He walks past me and he says, "Oh, thank you for unlocking the door! My dog, Joe, ran through here, and I need to find him!"

      Even though it was supposed to be my job to kick him out, I decided not to.

      Cameras
      I was watching security cameras, surveying the festival grounds that is in town (it's actually over, now). I realize I have been missing things, and I feel guilty for not doing my job right.

      5a-7:30a
      WILD. Failed - I fell asleep

      7:30a
      School crimes

      Myself and another classmate got called out of class. We went across the hall to the washrooms, where there were more police. Someone had been murdered in there, and they think he's still in the building.

      I suddenly get this vision of two people sitting next to each other, engulfed in flames.

      We go back across the hall and out the windows everything is pitch dark, and the other classroom building has fire coming out of every window. I'm glad I'm over here, but my locker is in that building. I wonder how much stuff I kept in there?

      Forums/HI
      I was on the DV forums, in Naiya's WILD class. She was listing off a bunch of people who were successful last night. I was very disappointed that I wasn't one of them

      9:50am
      Wonky Elevator

      I was in a classroom again. Nita (old classmate) gave my water glass to someone else. I was rather upset by this, and walked out to get another glass of water before class started.

      I only needed to go down two floors, and I contemplated the stairs, but I was feeling really tired, so I decided to take the elevator. This girl asks me to hold the doors. I thought she was Nita, but it turned out to be a DC.

      I hit the button for 64 (we were on 68). She hits the button for 2. The elevator doesn't even stop on 64, and the girl is all like, "WTF?" She tries to choose another floor for me to get off, but it still doesn't work. Then, it feels like we're going sideways, rather than down! I think to myself, "Wow, this elevator is acting rather dream-like!"

      The girl distracted me from my brief lucidity by telling me we'll have to jump out of the doors once it reaches the main floor. We do so. I really don't need to be this far down though (and I've completely forgotten about the lucidity). I feel tense, because now my class has started, and I need to get back up. I have to try to jump back on the same way I jumped off...
      Tags: naiya
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 07-23-2010 at 07:59 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      23.07.2010
      Best Picks of The Lot (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







      Dream: Tearing it Down
      ★★★☆☆
      There has been a recent strand of some kind of white powdery substance circulating the streets. People who take it are usually never heard from again. As it turns out, this stuff makes anyone into a demi-vampire whose uncontrollable transformation turns the unfortunate soul into a young girl (age ranging from the late teens to early twenties).

      After unwillingly becoming one of these beings, I partake in some shenanigans whilst transformed, seducing an 'important' person in my old church, only revealing my true intent once I had gotten him into his car. He ran screaming, to my delight.

      Afterwards, I'm conscripted by two true vampires and a small band of demis who reveal to me, along a tropical stone beach, the source of the white powder. Lining the ocean-side, as far as the eye can see, are oil-rig-like structures pounding the ground into a fine, magic dust and releasing pillars of smoky pollutants into the atmosphere.

      We destroy everything, sparing no one.

      Lucid Dream: Taking a Bite Out of Crime
      ★★★☆☆
      Ridiculous people are being ridiculous.

      Their ridiculousity triggers my lucidity, but everything is super hazy. I stabilize by grabbing something extra weird and purpley and then chomping down on it with mine mouth teeths. The rush of sensations is enough to pull me into the dream, and solidify my control.

      I'm outside on a town street. Various shops and other places of interest frame the sidewalk. Some cars pass by on the intersecting street up ahead, but the few cars on this street, including one puke-green PT Cruiser, are parked in a parallel fashion.

      Naiya shows up out of nowhere and we immediately stop a criminal using basic dream powers like TK, or something. After that, we hang out for a bit before I let myself wake up.

      Really wish I could remember more of this one. =/

      Fragments: Do You Remember That One Time At Band Camp?
      ★☆☆☆☆
      Several fragments of me seeing Naiya in what I believed to be RL, and asking her about the dream from before, go here.

      Dream: Into the Stratos!
      ★★★★☆
      I have the pleasure of being pre-Shippuden Naruto and joining all the needless drama going on with Sakura. She gets upset and runs off, just before some bad dude comes and stops the squad from leaving. Sosuke tries to leave by fighting his way out, but gets put in his place quite handily.

      Switching perspectives, I'm now myself, hanging out in tall grass for gods know what reason. But no matter, it's time. . .

      Teleporting to the meeting location, I find Sakura standing there, wiping her face. I ask if she's ready to go; she nods. Taking her arm, I teleport to the next target. The kid--he couldn't be older than ten--sees me and waves. I motion to him and we all begin to run toward the ship. By now, they'd be looking for us.

      Time was short, so I decided we needed to move faster. And what's faster than teleportation? Pulling the three of us together, I instantly transport everyone to my space cruiser. We get inside, I take the controls, and we take off.

      Unfortunately, I have a lot of trouble getting the damn thing out of the atmosphere. I waste a lot of fuel, and burn out most of the ships engines, before switching to auto-pilot. At that point, I have to actually fuel the ship with my lifeforce in order to keep us all from plummeting to our deaths.

      Now well on our way, but with me on the verge of death, Sakura is kind enough to transfer some of her life energy in order to keep me alive. But not until I ask nicely.

      Dream: Adventure Time!
      ★★☆☆☆
      Flying over Africa, I can't wait to explore the vast and exotic stretches of water below me. There were small basins, large bayous, medium sized lakes. So many environments to adventure through!

      And adventure I did.

      Dream: Beached
      ★☆☆☆☆
      Hanging out in front of the beach-front property me and my friends were planning to stay at, I wait for them to show up. . .

      Still waiting. . . . .

      Maybe I should read this sign again?

      Updated 07-23-2010 at 08:09 AM by 25167

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    8. June 3, 2010 - Part Two

      by , 07-04-2010 at 05:17 PM (Serenity's Silver Millennium)
      Slept between 11:30p-6:00a.

      11:30p-4:40a
      DV-related fragment

      Just a short fragment here. I was in a car with Naiya and possibly Akono. We all had DV going on our cellphones and we were checking up on people. Someone was helping out on some top-secret projects, but they kept leaking info on the forums by way of asking people to help them gather information on certain topics.

      Had decided to try a DEILD this morning, so my lucid weaver alarm was what woke me. Unfortunately, I was quite confused at the sound of the alarm and wasn't sure why I was hearing beeping noises. Once they stopped I remembered, "Oh right, it's supposed to be a DEILD... What was I dreaming about?" and it was mostly gone I should probably remember to do an auto-suggestion before sleeping if I'm going to try a DEILD

      Decided to turn the DEILD into a WILD using a suggestion I had gotten from someone using music (in my head) as an anchor, rather than music on earphones (since on earphones tends to carry over into dreams, so they say, and it gets annoying, I guess. I honestly don't think I would mind it, but I couldn't use my earphones, anyways).

      It is definitely too difficult for me to WILD with the BF next to me To be fair, it wasn't a very serious attempt. I only got a light SP, barely any vibrations, and I found it hard to roll out due to that. Gave up, RC'd, just in case, then dozed very lightly and woke up for work, at 6am.

      Updated 07-04-2010 at 05:19 PM by 28724

      Tags: akono, naiya
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    9. Man of Shred's New Dreams

      by , 06-10-2010 at 04:30 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      I guess I can throw flying out for a reality check...


      ★★★★
      Flying

      I'm walking down a street with Asuka. I think she tells me to do a reality check. I say, "well, if I can fly, i must be dreaming... but I can't right now see." Then I jump and flap my arms like a bird. I'm about to hit the ground when I start floating up. I say "Shit, Actually I do this quite often... no way that this is a dream."

      DV weirdness.


      I'm in some building that represents the forum of Dreamviews. There Naiya is spinning a tv screen around and around. Spinning it like a coin. she looks at me and shouts, "for being a dream guide at DV you sure are a lousy one."

      Cory at club Nexus


      I'm sitting at club Nexus with Raven and Nomad. I say to nomad "Why is your version of my attacking you dream so different? sometimes I still wonder wether you make dreams up."

      "All dreams are 'made up'" Nomad burps. "I think I just have way too many multi dimensional dreams."

      "Forgot about that." I said. "hey shit it's my friend from junior high... what's he doing here?" I spot cory from junior high. I walk up to him, He has earphones around his neck. I say, "Hey mang. how's it going"

      "Robert?" he said. "Hey you made it to one of my DJ shows. Glad you could come." I give him the rock.

      "well hey man, what's up? Let's catch up!"

      "sure, my table is over there. let's chill out for a bit" I follow him to another table where some girl is standing. His GF?

      We sit and chat for a bit. i forget what is said but some huge guy starts hitting on his GF. Cory, turns into a monkey and starts kicking the guy's ass. He hits him over the head with a metal banana and then shoves it up the guys ass. Then he does a weird backflip kick and sends the guy flying through a wall.

      "nice," I say.

      Driving.

      I'm on some highway At night time. My dad drives by and tells me he is going home. My brother flies in from behind me. he says "You have got to see this." My brother rips open the trunk of my dad's car, and inside is some weird thing. like a strange mask. i am generally creeped out and run down the street.

      Bus station


      I get off a Greyhound bus during a rest break and enter the convenince store. I'm with some weird guy from the bus. anyway I go find the washroom. I get into a stall and the guy just follows me into the stall. I ask him what the hell he is doing.

      After some things happened which I can't remember. I go outside to get back on the bus. But I see the door is closed. The bus driver is standing by the door. He tells me there will be a a 5 hour lay over here. I shrug and go back into the store.

      Serial killer


      I am standing in a room, watching from 3rd person perspective. A man sits down in a chair for a haircut or something. The hairdresser is a man. When the guy in the chair isn't looking, The hairdresser takes a cloth and puts it over the guys mouth. The man in the chair is now dreary. The hairdresser ties the man up in the chair and starts ridiculing him.

      The killer then pulls a huge winding spike down from the ceiling. There's a crank which he begins turning which spins the spike. I watch as the spike gets ever so slowly driving into the dreary man in the chair. I watch it go through him slowly as he screams and blood pours everywhere. Now i am standing in the scene. I can feel the spike going through me now and it's painful. I run out of the room. And see my grandmother watching television.
      She says "your favorite show is on" and switches the channel. It's now the same scene where the killer is slowly putting the spike into the man. My grandma smiles, walks behind the tv screen and disappears.

      flying again.

      I escape from a Templar prison. I fly up and become a green winged serpent. I have a hideout in the Arizona desert and decide to fly there. suddenly it starts hailing and the sky gets dark.

      To fit the mood, now i'm a gargoyle with black wings. I roar, and look for a place to shelter myself. I see nothing but endless black rooftops in the darkness. One place catches my eye. Ifly over the roof and see a garage in the backyard with some lights on. I go down there and see a bunch of weird light boxes outside the garage door. I find a shadowy spot and hide there. A girl close to my age emerges from the garage. I stay hidden in the shadows as she goes over by a truck hood. She places something on it.
      she then says "Oh I see you there! come out please." I emerge from the shadows and kiss her without hesitation. She pushes me away. but keeps talking as if nothing happened.

      She then takes my hand and shows me that I am holding a photo of her. She says, "See I really think we were supposed to meet, I haven't seen this picture in ages, I lost it years ago, and here you are before me with the picture in your hand." She seems like an old friend even though I have no memory of her. We walk down the alleyway a bit There is no rain or hale, just night time out.

      We walk until we reach a convenience store. Now it's daytime. She says "there's someone you are supposed to meet, come in." But i am smoking and can't smoke inside. I rush and hurry to finish my smoke. I look at my reflection in the store window. I have the face of Carlos Castaneda from chris's pictures of him. I am wearing a light blue bandanna. But the bandanna is in the middle of my face and the knot is right on my nose. I do my best to adjust it.

      "Hey come on" The girl yells from inside the store.

      What?

      vague dream about making love to the girl from the previous dream.


      There were other dreams that I have forgotten... i must be a Nazi with my notes from now on.

      Updated 06-10-2010 at 05:01 AM by 6012

      Categories
      lucid