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    1. Trailer's & Zombies

      by , 06-22-2016 at 01:22 AM
      2 non-lucid, still having vertigo issues.

      #1: Dreaming of watching tv with Mike in my chidhood home. He wanted to stay up. I was making up the futon we have in our real house in my childhood house. He was in the hall & he was asking about a show coming on. If it was on yet.

      #2: Trying not to get raped by zombies. I kept thinking one of the other guys fighting the zombies was attractive. People were randomly having sex in a building in a park but it was like a shell of a one story stone building.


      Listened to one Lilian Eden meditation but my son is here from college & I got really mad today over it so we had to call around 5;30 am about it dropping out on my wifi. I had a really bad morning. I will be listening tonight hopefully. Guess we'll find out if they fixed it. My son has 2 monitors & monster computers & high tech games which I'm always in competition with.

      Non-Lucid-Green
      Lucid-Red
      Explanation of details-Blue
      Side Notes-Purple
      Astral Projection/AP-Brown
    2. 06/19/2015 - The Inept Zombie Hunters

      by , 06-19-2015 at 03:34 PM
      (first and foremost, let me tell you that English isn't my native language so at times it might get hard to understand what I'm saying and for that I apologize)

      I had a few dreams tonight, I can remember pieces of two, but I had a SUPER VIVID one that I decided to share.

      I'm walking on these tall, huge wooden catwalks. I can see houses and the street below me and I instantly know that the streets aren't safe. Zombies. Of course. It's a freaking zombie apocalypse. I’m oddly calm, and I can see other people going about their business. One section of the catwalks start shaking and people start panicking. Zombies are attacking.

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      I manage to run away as I see a couple of the sections crashing down. It pisses me off to no end. I can’t stand zombies ruining our lives anymore. I walk back to the settlement. Which is basically a group of humans living in the ruins of an old suburban house.

      How did you find your way to this forum?-zombies-02.jpg
      (It kind of looks like one of the on torn down houses from that suburban area in the game “The Last of Us”.)

      My sister asks me what happened and I tell her sections 7 and 8 (or maybe it was 6 and 7? I know one them was 7!) are gone. I ask about our parents and she tells me they are out looking for food. It seemed like something people did regularly.

      I see 3 guys armed to the teeth. One of them is Marcelo, a dude I went to school with (I haven’t talked to him in almost 20 years), then there’s an old college buddy Danny and the third guy I can’t remember who it was. They all looked bad ass each had an assault rifle, military fatigues, bullet proof vest.

      They were going to go zombie hunting. Since I was super pissed I decided to go as well. Apparently, I used to run with those guys back in the day. I wasn’t as bad ass as they were, but I was good with a camera and I used to film our adventures.

      So I got my helmet camera, and my 9MM. I was super pissed I couldn’t find my Mossberg 500 (it’s a shotgun), Marcelo is super upset that I lost the shotgun that HE GAVE ME. I figured one of the people took with them when they went out to look for food. I see an old shitty rifle and for some reason I decide not to take it with me. I’m embarrassed by it. (WHAT THE HECK, BRAIN?! A SHITTY RIFLE IS BETTER THAN NO RIFLE AT ALL!)

      My sister begs me not to go. She’s afraid something bad might happen to me, but I’m still angry. I want to kill some zombies to get back at them. So we walk out of the settlement and into another abandoned house. We see a group of zombies. Marcelo fires a shot, to get their attention.

      Suddenly there’s LOADS of zombies coming to the house and I only have a goddamn 9mm. I’m shooting like a motherf- and I’m actually hitting them. Nothing happens, though. The zombies don’t die. They manage to get into the house. Danny is gone. Unidentified Dude is gone. Marcelo is like “WHACK THEM IN THE HEAD WITH YOUR GUN!” (I mean, sure if shooting them in the head wasn’t working, that’d definitely do the trick).

      Zombie dog tries to attack me and I’m kicking it away. Whacking a Zombie in the head. I know I’m going to die. I think back to my sister telling me not to go. She was right. I should’ve stayed at the settlement. That’s when I wake up.

      The funniest thing about this dream is that, I used to play this videogame called "War Z" (later renamed "Infestation") with a group of friends. It's set in a zombie apocalypse, of course. While the game was a LOT of fun, and while we DID have a blast, we sucked nuts at it. We were constantly being killed either by other players or by hordes of zombies. This dream made me think of those gaming sessions. I wonder if it was because I played FIFA with one of them last night... hmm...

      Updated 06-20-2015 at 03:18 PM by 88106

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