Thread: jake's dream journal. **explicit material**

dream 1

i’m in english, waiting for the bell to ring so i can go to lunch. i ask mariah if she wants to come to my house to eat, she’s angry at something i did, but she wont tell me. she doesn’t want to be with me anymore. this makes me really sad, i turn and ask cody if he wants to have lunch and he says of course. the bell rings and we get out of class. i meet jen, marie, jeff, and greg in the parking lot, they want to eat also. we all go to my house. i see mariah’s car outside my neighbors house, this makes me sad yet again. we go into the house and i make everyone sandwiches. everyone is having a good time but i am still upset. i want to talk about it with someone but i don’t want to bring down to mood of the party. i walk outside with intentions of going to my neighbors house and talking with mariah. i wake up.

dream 2

i’m in someplace i’ve never been before. i’m in the bronco on a dirt road. i’m in the middle of the desert. to my left is a wash with a big hill on the other side of it. i look in the wash and i can see deer heads moving amongst the trees. i watch them moving toward the hill. i look to my right and see a green chevy truck come barreling down the road toward me. they stop in front of me. it’s my dad and his hunting buddy. they ask me if i’d seen any deer. i tell them that there are some in the wash to our left. they see them too. the deer get antsy. they start moving over the hill. my dad, his friend, and i decide to go out on foot after them. we do a mile loop around the hill in hopes of attacking from a better angle. we attack the hill from the opposite side, but there are no deer on it. we walk back to the car defeated. i wake up.

dream 3

i’m in government class and the teacher has given us some sort of assignment where we stand up and explain our political affiliations and why they are the best. a girl i don’t recognize stands up and she’s a hard core right conservative. she talks about how “evil” abortion at any stage is and how we need more money for the army. the class boo’s. (this class is extremely liberal, in real life). now this boy stands up and starts talking, i can remember his speech... “my fellow classmates. let me tell you about my political affiliations. as some of you may know, i’m bisexual, i’m pro-choice, and i see republicans as blatant hypocrites.” the class starts cheering, i’m really pissed at how easily manipulated they are. the kid continues... “there’s a chemical in the brain called *insert generic scientific sounding name here,* this chemical makes you more liberal. everyone has this chemical, it’s natural. anyone who isn’t a liberal is lying to themselves. anyone who isn’t a liberal is a liar!” the class eats it up again, they start cheering. then the kid goes off on how much our country needs social programs like welfare, social security... etc. i raise my hand and ask to speak. he calls on me. i stand up and go off on the class. i say, “you’re all mindless dipshits. every last one of you! you have no convictions! you’re all just sheep wandering through life. you all disgust me!” then the teacher tells me to stay on topic, so i say, “you want social programs? you think welfare helps? welfare breeds laziness, social security is failing for good reasons and you want more? you want more laziness? you want more failure? most importantly, you want more taxes to pay for your laziness and failure? FUCK YOU. you dumb asses! you don’t know how life works, you just put your head down and follow.” everyone starts cheering. i changed their minds. this disgusts me. i tell them to all go home and kill themselves so the world will be a better place, everyone cheers. i get fed up and go back to my seat. i look at cody (way left liberal) i thank him for not talking to the class because he’s a very good speaker and he’s charismatic. i tell him that with his talents he could start a revolution, he just looks at me and says, “viva el revolution, siempre!” we both laugh and get back to the school work.

dream 4

i’m on the outskirts of some very new age city. the buildings are really tall in the center and everyone rides motorcycles. i feel like i’m suppose to assassinate someone. i look down at myself and i’m in a black outfit. i’m a ninja. i think to myself, “this is too weird.” i become lucid. i laugh to myself because hey i’m a ninja. i start spinning and turn my clothes into a pirate outfit. my pants are all ragged and i don’t have a shirt on. i have all sorts of tattoos on my body. i have an axe and a pistol. my hair is long and messy. it keeps getting in my face so i cut it off with the axe. once i get attire sorted out i fly to the center of the city for my target. i stay low to the ground. when i get in the buildings everything gets really dark. i see one person with a light emanating around him. he’s really short, bald and fat. he’s wearing a white suit. i assume that this is my target. i trail him for a while. staying in the shadows so he wont see me. there’s a police man on every corner and my target took it upon himself to greet everyone of them. for a short cut he takes a back alley, i follow. halfway down the alley he leans against a wall. he grabs his chest like he’s having a heart attack. this is where i spring my attack. i tackle him and we go rolling for a couple feet. i cover his mouth with my hand and tell him that he wont hurt anymore. he’s crying. this makes me feel real sad. i know i’m dreaming and i know this guy doesn’t exist but i can’t bring myself to kill him. i ask him if he knows anyone who’s more evil than him. he says, “the wizard.” i tell him to lead me to the wizard. i follow him through the city to another back alley. he tells me to go down the alley and the wizard will be there with his friends. i go down the alley. the wizard is this little guy with a blue robe and a blue wizard hat. he has to be about 2 feet tall and 2 feet around. he’s just a little ball. i scoff at him and his little friends. i tell them that i’m here to kill the wizard and it’s ion their best interest to step aside unless they want to get punted like a soccer ball. the wizard steps forward, then shots straight up and out of the buildings i follow. he stops about 100 yards above the buildings. i tell him running will only piss me off. i tell him that i’m just toying with him because i can’t think of anything better to do. he starts glowing. then the glow disappears and he now has a red and white ball in his hands. he throws it at me. i let it hit my chest. i look up, smile, and say, “arrr, you’re going to have to do better than that.” the little wizard starts to fly away. i chase him through the city for a little while. i decide to end it. i throw the axe and it sticks in his back. he falls from flight and lands on the road. i follow, retrieve my axe and start exploring the city. it was fun. i wake up.

dream 1

i’m at work. everything is being rushed. my station is slammed. one of the waitresses wont stop complaining about how dirty everything is. i take her to the back and show her that we’re out of soap. she understands. now i just work for what seems like four hours. not one of the more fun dreams...

dream 2

i’m in the honda in some strange town. my dad calls me and tells me to help him find something. i start driving and i see him on the side of the road waving. i park and go out to him. we’re in the middle of a sub-division that’s under construction. all the lots are planed out and ready for concrete to pour. i ask what were looking for. he says that we’re looking for purpose. this kind of confused me because i didn’t know what purpose looked like. well after some searching it turns out that purpose was a pair of sunglasses. we walk back to the car and start driving. we come across a park. i pull over and my dad runs out and onto the soccer fields. i chase him but i can’t catch up with him. he keeps running. it looks like a baseball practice just got out because all these kids in baseball outfits come walking towards us. we run through them. my dad runs to a big metal drain that’s in the middle of the park. there’s a kid trapped in the sewer. it smells really bad. we both use all our strength to try and lift the lid but we can’t budge it. i go and get some of the kids to help. they’re hesitant but they eventually help. we get the kid out. i look back at the soccer fields and they’re flooded. i just over the entire field to avoid getting soggy feet. i wake up.

dream 3

i’m in english class taking a test. the teacher is being really mean. melanie and erin are in the class for some reason. the teacher is being extra mean to them. i tell him to lay off and he gets pissed off and gives me an F on the test. i say, “screw you then,” and leave the class. i get in my car and leave to lower parking lot, i go to the upper one for some reason. while i’m driving there, a kid in a black jeep passes me in reverse. he gives me the dirtiest look. i just keep driving. i pull into the upper parking lot. i park the car and walk out to the track hoping to find my sister. she’s not in class for some reason. i go back to the car and start driving back to english. halfway back my car turns into a bike without me noticing it. i pull into the parking lot and the robo-nazi-cop of a security guard tries to stop me. i just ride past him, he starts chasing me but i’m too fast. i put the bike outside of the english class and walk in. the teacher asks, “are you done?” i say, “yes, now give me the test.” he gives it to me. i wake up.

dream 1

mariah comes over to my house. she enters through the garage door for some reason. we eat some spaghetti and meat sauce. i take her into my room. the room is unusually dark and all my lamps are gone. instead i have recessed lighting in the ceiling. above the bed i have dials to control all the lighting. her and i jump on the bed. i don’t gain a control of the dream but i do recognize that it’s a dream. i think to myself, “this is a dream, i shouldn’t be able to turn lights on and off.” i start messing with the dials on the control panel. the lights turn on and i start dimming certain ones. mariah tells me to turn them off. i turn all but one off. the one that’s on is pointing to the foot of my bed. i look over the edge of the bed and see that mariah’s gerbil is there. i tell her and she says that he followed her. we both laugh. the light thing really convinced me that this wasn’t a dream. so she and i just hang out for a while, talking. my mom knocks on the door and asks us to go run an errand. she asks us to go get some milk. i look at mariah and she says, “how cliché.” i concur, but we run the errand anyway. we walk to the market and get some milk, then we come back and resume our spots on the bed. this happens 3 times in total, first with milk, then with eggs, then with sugar. i finally get mad at my mom and tell her to make a list. she says that there’s no more. mariah and i go to sleep on the bed. i wake up.

dream 2

i’m in a hospital. everyone around me is dying of something. i feel fine but all the nurses tell me that i’m worse off than anyone else. i disagree. they tell me that it’s the drugs that are making me feel this way. i lay in a bed for a while and people keep coming in to check on me. i get angry with them for keeping me here when i feel fine. once the room is empty i make a run for it. i get up and start walking but i get tugged back by an IV stuck in my arm. i try to pull it out but my body wont release the needle. so i grab the stand with the little baggy on it and tug it behind me. i start walking down the halls looking for an escape. the halls are never ending. i start to panic because i’ll be stuck here forever. then a nurse sees me and starts to freak out. eventually i have 20 nurses chasing me through the halls. the metal stand with the baggy on it gets caught on a door jam and it yanks the IV out of my arm. i start to feel really shitty. my vision gets blurry and i feel really sick to my stomach. i black out and collapse. when i wake up i’m in a coffin. i jump out to scare all the people but no one sees me. i look back in the coffin and see my body. i say, “DAMN IT! i’m a friggen ghost!” i walk around the funeral and look at people. a priest gets up to talk. this angers me soooo much. i’m not religious in the slightest, yet i have a priest talking at my funeral, he’s telling everyone how i will go to heaven and i wont hurt anymore. i lose it. i start knocking shit over. people start freaking out. i push the priest and he falls into the coffin, i slam the door shut on him. the priest is screaming from the coffin, “demons be gone. demons be gone.” i yell, “shut the fuck up!” it echoes through the room. everyone stops freaking out. they heard me. i start to explain myself. i tell them how much of a disappointment it was that no one stopped my parents from having a priest talk at my funeral. everyone understands and sits back down. the priest, not hearing my speech to the crowd, starts reciting a prayer from the coffin. i crack the coffin open and whisper, “your god is dead, and no one cares, if there is a hell... i’ll see you there.” then i close the coffin. i tell everyone to leave and go on with their lives, and not to worry about me. everyone leave. i go out to the cemetery and fall asleep in the grass.

dream 3

i’m at my house. i’m trying to do a book report on some book by ayn rand that i’ve never heard of. it’s called “beyond love.” i’m looking frantically through my room to find the book. it takes me a while but i find it buried in a drawer. it’s huge. at least 1000 pages. my mom knocks on my door and asks me to go pick my sister up from school. i go, but i don’t go to the high school, instead i got to her old elementary school. as i arrive all the parents are lined up waiting for the bell to ring and their children to come out to them. i go past all the parents and park in right by the double doors where the kids will be coming out of. i get out and go to the doors, i open them. on the other side was a line of kids that filled up the entire hall. they were all waiting for the bell to ring. i start looking for amanda among the kids. it takes me a while but i find her. when i do the bell rings and the kids start stampeding out of the school. i have to hold amanda close to me to keep her from getting trampled. after the kids are all gone we start walking to the doors. she tells me that her teacher assigned her a book report on a book she hasn’t read. the book is, “beyond love,” by ayn rand. i tell amanda that the book doesn’t exist and i tell her to go get another assignment. she wont listen. i tell her that we’ll go out and find her a copy of it. we go to a local book store and ask the guy where the book is. the guy get flustered. he takes me aside and tells me that i shouldn’t ask for the book, and if anyone asks, it never existed. we leave the book store, but now i’m interested in the book. so we go to a book store that’s down town and always has the hard to find books. on our way down to the store i run into some mafia guys. i don’t remember how, all i remember is that they’re looking for a copy of the book too. they get into my car and we keep driving. the mafia guy lead me to the store. the store has a 15 foot wall around it with a big iron gate closing it off to the rest of the world. i hit a buzzer on the gate and ask for the book. the gates open. we go in, i leave amanda in the car. we get into the compound and the owner tells us that there’s only one copy. i remember that i have a copy at my house and i tell them that i don’t need it anymore. one of the mafia guys says, “well that will make it easy.” he then lights the copy on fire. the owner freaks out. one of them shot the owner in the head execution style, this makes me sick. then the mafia guy turns to me and says, “now we’re going to have to see your copy.” i say, “fuck you, get the hell away from me.” then one of the thugs tries to tackle me. i dodge the tackle. i make a run for the gates. as i’m half way out to the gates they close. i look around frantically. i see a school bus parked behind the shop. i run, get in, and start it up. i get some momentum up and crash through the gates. i see amanda in the car, i tell her to get home and hide my copy of the book. the mafia guys come flying out of the now broken gate with their black sedans. i punch it. a chase ensues for a good 10 minutes through town. i change vehicles several times. i end up running down an alley in the suburbs. there’s cacti on both side of me. as i’m running i see a red VW bug off to my left. i dive into a cactus and wait for my pursuers to go by, they do. i crawl on my stomach trying to get to the car without being seen. i look back and see the mafia guys cutting through the cacti with machetes. i look up at the sky and then it hits me, this is a dream! i stand up. i look at the men and say, “no more running.” they all look at each other in bewilderment. i say, “here’s where you either stay and fight like a man, or run away and live to see another day.” they all run away. i fly around town but i quickly loose my lucidity and i end up stealing a car and going home to find my sister. she’s there reading the book. i wake up.

dream 1

i arrive at a house. i’ve seen this house in my dream before but i don’t know where. it has a circular driveway with deep gravel. i pull in behind a light brown toyota. i start walking to the door. mariah bursts through the door and runs out to hug me. we stand there talking for a little bit, i can’t remember what about. i wake up, my cat was scratching at the door. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" border="0" alt="IPB Image" /> that one could have turned out good! bah.

dream 2

i arrive at the same house that i did in my first dream. only now there are different cars in the drive way. this time when i go to enter the house catherine comes out and she’s followed by cody. we go inside, the whole time i’m getting deja-vu. we all sit on a couch and start talking, again i can’t remember what it was about. i wake up, my cat was scratching to get back into my room <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" border="0" alt="IPB Image" /> this is why i hate cats! i pick the fucking cat up and lock it in the laundry room on the other side of the house... i return to sleep.

dream 3

i’m on my way to boxing. i get to the gym and they have a sign out front saying that they’ve moved. i try to read the sign but the wording is to small and sloppy. i “remember” that someone said the gym was moving up closer to my house. i drive back up towards my house. i find a big sign with an arrow pointing to a parking lot, saying “gym.” i enter. i park the car and start walking towards the line of businesses. i look to my left and i see a tae-known-do gym. i see an old friend from middle school there. he waves, i wave back. i continue walking. i follow the big red arrows on the ground. they lead me through a grocery store, out the back into the alley, over a wall, through a residential neighborhood, and into this rickety looking building. i walk in and it’s all the guys from my first boxing gym. they all greet me. i start jump roping, then go a couple rounds on a heavy bag, then the speed bag, i finish up with some sparing with the owner of the gym. i’m not tired but i know it’s dark outside so i should be going. the gym is closing down anyway. i leave and on my way through the neighborhood; mike, adam, danny, and dustin come walking the other direction on the street. they are all fucked up on some drug. they tell me that they just got back from nogales, mexico/arizona and they all shot up. i tell them to get the hell out of my sight. i tell them that i don’t want to get involved in that shit. danny (a big guy) starts to get pissed off. he confronts me. i tell him to fuck off unless he wants his jaw wired shut. the other three pull him away. they just start walking away. i go on my way. i hope the wall and go through the grocery store... a couple bums ask me for money outside the grocery store. i just keep walking. i look to my right to see if my old friend was still there. he was just getting out, i walk over and we talk for a long time. we catch up on stuff that happened in our lives. this kid was an only child and his mother killed herself a couple years back, i went to the funeral but hadn’t really talked to him since. i mention this and he gets pissed off, not at me, but at his mom. he starts to cry. i try to help him. we sit on a bench out side of his gym for a good 4 hours just talking about stuff, girls, school, cars, politics, art... anything. it was great to get so much off my chest, he felt the same way. i wake up.

dream 4

i’m in the back of a bus with some kids. my government teacher is driving. i’m fairly conscience that i’m dreaming. i ask the teacher where we’re going and she says to camp. i just sit back and look at the scenery as we pass it. it reminded me of my drive to northern arizona last summer. i look to my right and mariah is sitting next to me. i ask her when she showed up, she tells me that since i’m dreaming and she’s the only person i can think of... i understand. the teacher stops at some cabins on the side of the raod, she says drop off your bags and get back on the bus. we do. she’s starts driving again. the terrain changes drastically, it was pine trees... now it’s desert. she pulls up this long driveway to a ranch-looking place at the foot of this mountain. my dad is waiting in the parking lot. i introduce mariah to my dad. my dad and i decide to go for a hike in the mountain. i get my camera and we go. my dad stays to the left and doesn’t want to actually go up into the mountain, i tell him that i’m going into the heart of the mountain... if he wants to go he’d better follow. he does. once we get a mile or so into the mountain we find a cave. we go in. it’s like a house inside the cave. not some normal house though, like a really old spanish hacienda. it was gorgeous. there was custom red tile on the floors and dark stained wood ceilings. there was stone sculptured in the walls, tile mosaics, and paintings that looked like they belonged on the ceiling of the sisteen chapel. it was amazing. i couldn’t stop taking pictures. i walk into a giant room that was breath taking, i had to stand there for 10 minutes just to take it in. i pull up the camera and it says battery low. i get pissed. i start walking down a hallway to find a way out, my dad is following. the hallway must have been 2 miles long. i get out at the end and it lets us out at the road we came in on. my dad and i walk back up to the ranch house. there are more kids there now i walk into a room and it’s a grocery store, i find some batteries. i find my dad waiting to go back to the cave. we start heading out when some kids ask where we’re going... eventually we have 100 kids following us to the cave. we get in it and i take pictures of the great room and all the little off-shoots. i leave again and follow the road back up to the ranch, my dad is right next to me. about half-way up i see stephanie, mariah’s sister. she starts asking me some personal questions, questions that i don’t want my dad the hear the answers to. i try to ignore her, then i tell my dad to go home because this is a camp for kids. he does. i talk to stephanie for a bit and then some others. a herd of kids comes down the road from the cave. the counselors are getting scared because they lost a lot of kids to the cave. they try to set up some sort of game on these grass fields. i don’t get the game so i just lay down with mariah in the grass. we talk. we decide to steal the bus and go back to the cabins to be alone. we get back to the cabins and there are kids everywhere. we get angry and just go to sleep.

dream 1

i’m at school. i can’t picture what class i was in, i don’t know if it was a class at all. everyone is just sitting around talking. i don’t see a teacher so i decide to leave. out side looks really different from school, there’s green grass and green trees. it looks like a school that you would find in washington or oregon. i see ashley walking with some books, i decide to walk with her. she’s leading the way, she takes me up and down these steep hills. this part it hazy, people walk up to us and talk for a little bit then just leave. ashley and i go out to her car. we drive away from the school, towards a river of some sort. we get onto a boat and sit down. behind us is another boat. i don’t know why but we decide that we go on the wrong boat, we jump from one to the other... that’s all i remember, this dream wasn’t very vivid.

dream 2

i know i had a dream in between the school dream and the sushi dream but i can’t remember it! i woke up and noted to myself that i had a dream but i just can’t remember... if i remember mid-day i’ll update, if i don’t remember it’s probably time i start writing the dreams down when i first wake up in the middle of the night.

dream 3

david and i are driving around. i look in my wallet and see that i have some money, i tell david that we need to go buy some cd’s. we go to the local record store and i buy two cake cd’s, fashion nugget and comfort eagle. i buy them used and i takes me forever to sift through the used cd’s to find these two cd’s that aren’t completely scratched up. we’re leaving the store when all these cops pull up and run into the store. we’re walking back to the car when i look off across the street and see a sushi bar. i see the chef preparing a giant sushi roll, it must be 6 feet long. we go over. we walk in and a little kid is having his birthday party there. the party is sitting at a table with the giant sushi roll stretched out in front of them. there are two open seats on the end, david and i take the seats. we munch down on sushi for a while then we leave, i empty my wallet on the table for the tip. david gets a call and says he has to get home quick, i tell him to go. i tell him i’ll just walk home. on my way home i walk by an ice cream parlor, my family is inside eating. i walk in to say hi. we talk for a little bit then we leave the parlor, they’re walking really quick. they run across the road and almost get hit by several cars. then they tell me to run too. i run across, i barely miss being hit by a big white truck. there’s an old black guy with a little stand on the side of the road. he tells us that he gives cave tours. we ask him where the cave is and he lifts this wooden lid to reveal a little hole in the ground. my parents agree and climb down the hole. the man gives us each a cup with some sort of drink inside of it. he tells us to sip that and it will keep the smell from being to bad. next the sushi family comes down the hole, all with cups in their hands. the man starts giving the tour, about 20 minutes into the tour the sushi family doesn’t have anymore drink left. they keep asking my family for some. my mom keeps telling them that it’s not our problem. i kind of want to give up my drink but when i suggest it my mom gets pissed off and gives me a really nasty look. somewhere in the cave i start watching the tour in 3rd person. weird. i wake up.

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k i started writing down dreams during the night... i have 3 dreams that took up 4 pages of writing... and two others that take up a page and a half... yeah, so i'm just going to stick to the physical journal i really don't feel like writing that much out twice in a day. especially when two of the dreams weren't coherent in parts and it would just confuse anyone reading.

this dream wasn’t lucid... but it was damn fun.

ok, so i’m on my way home from work when i suddenly realize that my parents aren’t going to be home tonight, so i decide to go get some alcohol. i call my friend’s house to tell him that i need to borrow his brother’s id. the phone just keeps ringing... it keeps ringing and i just stay on the line waiting. i’m in route to his house, when i see him walking on the side of the road. as i see him, his mom answers the phone. i don’t know why but i ask to speak with him. she says that he’s not home. i say, “ok” and hang up. i pull over to the side of the road and get out. he tells me that he’s on his way to the store and he has his brother’s id. i start walking with him. as we’re walking a car flies past us, it obvious that they’re speeding. all of a sudden this white sedan pulls them over. the siren wasn’t on the roof like on normal cop cars, it was recessed into the front bumper, making it look like a normal car when the sirens weren’t turned on. we cross the street and get half way to the store when my friend looks through his pockets and says, “damn it, i left it at home!” we turn around and start heading back. on our way back there’s an accident at the intersection where we crossed the street and there were those cop cars there with the sirens in the bumpers. one was a blue suburban and there were two white cars. my friend and i don’t cross there... we continue walking back to his house. on our way back i keep looking into the cars that drive by us. only women are driving... and they’re all topless for some reason. don’t ask me why, i still don’t get it. we’ll we come to his street and we run across. as we do one of those cops turns on his siren and comes flying up behind us. we put our hands on our heads for some reason... he never told us to, we just did. we turn around and he asks, “you boys know what you did wrong?” i say, “we jay-walked.” he says, “damn right, and that’s a felony.” i arguer with him, i tell him “no, it’s not, you’re wrong.” but he knows the law better than i do. he suspects that i’m drunk so he gives me a field sobriety test.... but not a normal one. first he draws two lines in the dirt, they’re about 10 feet apart. he tells me to walk from one line to the other. i start walking, then he screams, “BABY STEPS DAMNIT!” so i start taking baby steps. then he says, “WADDLE DAMNIT! WADDLE LIKE A PENGUIN!” so i start waddling. i get to the line then turn around and go back. now the cop has me walk heel to toe for a little while. then he has me say the alphabet and he insists that i say the, “now i know my abc’s wont you come and play with me” at the end. he then starts talking about this fish that he caught back home that was 3 feet long. i ask him where, “back home is” and he says missouri. i tell him that we’re in arizona but he doesn’t believe me. then i bring up the fact that he said, “back home” meaning he wasn’t at home, making him away from home. he stairs at me for a while... then he calls me a liar and handcuffs me and throws me in the back of his car... what an ass.

I'm hanging out with Cody at his house. We decide to go camping. We load up our stuff and start to drive. While driving Cody shows me an article out of a magazine about this new super SUV. It looks a lot like a Tahoe but it has subtle differences. The paint is like a chameleon paint job, but instead of blue, purple, and green it’s blue and black. I'm surprised Cody would like this car, it’s nothing but an aesthetically pleasing Tahoe. The sun sets and everything gets really dark. I can’t even see Cody in the passenger’s seat. All I can see is what the head lights let me see. We pull off the road and decide to set up camp. I wake up.

I'm in California at my aunt’s house. I'm getting ready to go out for the night. The girls (my cousins ages 1, 2, and 3) are taking a bath. Amanda is in there too. I start to head down the stairs and I keep getting called back for stupid stuff. Amanda wants the conditioner. Hanna wants toothpaste. Grace wants to say goodbye... I start to head down the stairs again and my aunt asks me where I'm going. I tell her that I don’t know yet but I'll call when I get there. She tells me that there’s a “bitchn’ club” off of Sepulveda down by the movie theater. I say thanks and head out. I wake up.

I go to a party at Jeff’s house. His house looks very different. There aren’t that many kids there. Only close friends. I walk into the den and there are a bunch of guys getting high. They ask me to join, I say “no thanks.” I go to the next door and there are a bunch of couples making out. I shut the door and go to the next room (Jeff’s room). I go in and the pope is sitting on his waterbed playing PS2. I look and the pope is playing Tony Hawk 4. I chuckle and sit down to play with him. He’s having a blast. I start a conversation with him. I ask what he’s doing in America. He tells me that he was getting tired of Europe. Then I ask him if he truly believes that there is a god. He then pauses the game and turns to me. He says, “Why would you ask me that?” I respond, “I was just curious if the most revered man in the Catholic Church actually believed that there was something to this ‘god’ thing.” He chuckles to himself and ask, “what do you think?” I say, “I find it hard to believe that there’s a god when I see how people behave while trying appease him.” The pope then says, “Well there’s your problem. You expect people to be something other than the stupid monkeys that they are.” I then say, “So you think we’re monkeys?” he says yes. I get up feeling pretty good and I start walking back through the house, stopping and looking in all the rooms that I looked in before. Nothing has changed. I go outside and it’s raining really hard. I get into the bronco and start driving home. While driving I'm feeling really good. So I start fooling around. I start doing reverse 180’s on the wet streets. People have to swerve out of my way but I just keep messing around. I have no cares in the world. I'm happy. I wake up.

I'm in the passenger’s seat of the general lee. Cody’s driving. He’s doing crazy maneuvers and being stupid. The cops start chasing us. There’s a long race though back roads and we finally loose them. Then we come drifting through a corner and up ahead is an overturned hay truck... it’s trailer makes a perfect ramp. Cody looks at me and laughs, he says, “This is just too damn perfect!” I tell him not to do it. I tell him that he’ll kill us both. He punches it. Right before we hit the ramp he cuts the wheel and we go into a skid. The car hits the ramp then goes into a barrel roll. We’re both thrown from the car. We both land next to each other in the dead grass. We’re both really badly hurt. My legs are pointing all different ways and Cody is torn up. I look at him and say, “DAMNIT Cody! I told you! I fucking told you!” I smack him across the face for doing this to us. He gets pissed off like it wasn’t his fault. He then hits me back. I stick my fingers into a gash on his side and twist. He freaks out and starts crawling away. I start crawling after him. It’s really comical because it’s a really slow chase through the grass. I keep slipping between first and third person. We’re leaving a trail of blood behind us. There’s a barbed wire fence up ahead. Cody scraps under it. It tears up his back. I stop at the fence. I yell at him from there as he pulls himself further and further away. I wake up.

I'm doing chores around the house. I go outside and the wheels are off the bronco for some reason. I assume that I started putting new brakes on it and just never finished... I go to the parts store and pick up some new drums. I just spend the whole dream fixing the bronco.

I'm on the construction crew with my dad. The house is already framed and they’re putting the insulation in it. Mr. Moore is there. It’s his house apparently. I ask him why he didn’t do the framing himself. He doesn’t answer. I assume he just didn’t want to work. He’s telling my dad that he wants four skylights cut into the living room. My dad keeps telling him to talk to me about because I'm the one who’s going to be doing it but he won’t even acknowledge me. Mr. Moore’s son shows up (he doesn’t have one) the kid tries to start a fight with me. I look at my dad to see if I should defend myself. He says, “If that kid is bothering you... let him know it.” I assume that means don’t take any shit from him. The kid keeps talking crap about how stupid and weak I am. I ask him if he wants to fight... then he’ll see how weak I am. He agrees. We get ready to fight. I pull my hands up and get in a boxing stance. He charges me. I calmly beat the crap out of him. I never put force behind the punches, I just went through the movements but it was more than enough to knock the kid down. After I knock him down a couple times he doesn’t get back up. He just lies there moaning. Mr. Moore looks down at the kid and says, “Go to your room.” The kid gets up and wanders down the hall to his, still just a wooden shell, room. Mr. Moore still won’t acknowledge me. I say, “Screw it!” and leave. I start walking down the street. I wake up.

I'm in a new environment. There’s a big grassy hill with a big white marble court house thing at the top. I'm half way up the hill. I look down and there are some friends eating. I go down and talk to them. They’re having a gourmet sushi meal. I eat a little with them but decide to go up to the court house. I go up and this old guy on the steps tells me to go get him some parts for an experiment. I don’t question him. I ask him where I'm going to get the parts and he points out behind the court house. There’s a giant junkyard out there. I start walking through the junk yard. Somewhere along the way I pick up a tire. I'm pushing the tire a head of me while I'm rummaging through the rusty metal pieces. I come over a hill of trash and I look out to the horizon. All I can see is trash and old cars. All of a sudden I hear people screaming. And this giant blue thing comes out of the horizon. It’s a ride of some sort. It looks like a train. It flies straight up then pauses for a second. Then it starts to fall, people start screaming. It swoops down and disappears. I wait for a little bit and it comes back... but it doesn’t go as high this time. I grab a bumper off of an old mustang and bring it back to the man. The man is ecstatic. Apparently I got him exactly what he wanted. He runs into the court house as I wait out on the steps. He comes running out the court house with his hands in the air. Two guards come out after him. They pull out guns and shot him in the back as he was coming down the stairs. He falls face first onto the stairs. Blood starts pouring out of him and is starts running down the white marble steps. He looks up at me and grins. Then the court house explodes. The explosion is deafening. I fall back off the steps and I roll down the hill to my friends. They’re still eating and enjoying themselves. They never even heard the explosion. I wake up.

I'm at some outdoor concert. I don’t know who’s playing and I don’t really care. My family is everywhere. I can’t find anyone my age. It’s all old people. I start walking around and people keep trying to sell me stuff. It gets really annoying. I walk out to the parking lot. The parking lot is huge. All I can see are cars. I find the bronco parked amongst the cars. It’s blocked in. I'm angry. I fall asleep in the car.

I'm at my house. I get in an argument with my parents over food for some reason. My mom tells me to stop eating all the food or everyone is going to starve. I tell her that I'll go buy more damn food but she gets pissed and tells me that she has taken my car keys away. She dangles them in front of me... I grab them and run out to the car. I peel out and start driving around town. I drive by my old elementary school. There’s an allure to this house that’s across the street. I stop the car and I start walking towards the house. A woman comes out and asks me what I'm doing. I tell her that I'm looking for a new family because mine isn’t working out. She’s really nice and she offers me a room in the pool house. She tells me that it has 3 rooms; a kitchen, a bathroom, and a bedroom. I say that sounds fine. She leads me into the house. In the living room is a girl I dated back in middle school. The mom introduces us... I say, “yeah, we’ve met before.” The girl is acting real friendly. I play along just so I can stay. The mom then tells me to go get my stuff out of the car and bring it to my room. I go out to the bronco and look for anything that I might have had. I see a black duffle bag stuffed under the back seat. I grab it and start going inside. Off to my left I see some of my friends setting off fireworks. I ask them what they’re doing and they tell me that it’s the 4th of July. I say, “Ok, you have fun with that kiddos.” And walk off. I go into the back of the house and find my room. It’s huge, and it’s a lot more extravagant than the house was. I don’t argue. I walk in and set my stuff down on the bed. I start going through the duffle bag and I get the feeling that my sister heard the argument and pack the bag for me incase I left. I wanted to call her and thank her by I couldn’t find a phone. The mom comes in and tells me that dinner is ready. I wake up.

Ok, so I start out in art class, my math teacher is teaching and he’s teaching chemistry. I guess it’s just too asinine for my little subconscious to take, so I become lucid. There are some football players who are being very rude to the teacher and my friends. I get up and start to leave when one of them says, “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” I turn around and pull the Robert D’neiro thing and say, “Me? You talkn’ to me? I hope you weren’t talking to me. Because if you were talking to me, I'm gonna have to kill you.” The kid looks scared, I say, “That’s what I thought you arrogant little shit.” Two girls from the class ask to come with me, I let them because they’re damn cute and I can’t say no to a pretty face. I lead them out to my car and we drive around for a little bit. I bring them to a shopping center and tell them to wait in the car. A couple guys from work are in the parking lot. I'm kind of lost in what I'm doing now, I sort of wander through the stores looking for something to present itself but nothing happens so I make my way back to the car. I get in and the girls are making out. So I get in the car with the girls. They’re already into it and they start to take my pants off. This is where a bum walks up to the car and knocks on the window. He asks, “Can I get in on some of that?” I crack the window and ask, “Some of what?” He gets pissed off and leaves. By this time we’re all naked and doing our thing... the girl that I'm paying attention to is on her stomach and I'm doing my thing. I start kissing her back and massaging it. She turns around and I can see her face... she’s a different girl. She turns away. I kiss her back again and again she’s a different girl when she turns her head. I do this several times until I switch over to the other girl. She stays the same the whole time. At the end of it all I have the same two girls I started with. So after the shenanigans they get out and go into the store. I start driving around town. I see a blue sign off the side of the road. I don’t remember why but I stop and get out of the car. I walk up to it and try to read it but it’s in some weird language. I stop and think of something to do, I fly up and stand on the top of the sign. I decide to find the end of the universe... (something I've tried before but it’s never worked out). I shot up into the sky and I keep flying, I watch the earth grow smaller and smaller, I watch the sun grow smaller and smaller... I watch all the starts disappear. Now I'm out in the middle of nothing. Everything is black. I turn around and start flying back but I can’t find anything. I sit and wait for my mind to materialize some sort of entertainment. Slowly walls start to form. I set myself in the middle of the walls. A hallway starts to appear. At the end of the hallway are some oriental guys in black trench coats. They remind me of neo. They want to fight. I start running at them and they take off. I start chasing them through winding hallways. As I near a T in the hallways I see a black shoe sticking out. It’s a guy waiting for me to come by, then he’s going to attack me. As I come to the T, I jump and land with my feet on the wall. The guy was standing there with a Beretta drawn at eye level. He was going to pull the trigger as I came around the corner but he wasn’t expecting me to come flying past. I push off of the wall and tackle him. I break his neck and take the gun. His buddies start running at me. I pull up the Berretta and take aim. I shot but the bullets don’t fly straight, I can see them falling and swerving to the right and left. I decide to not focus on the bullets, rather on what “should” happen if I was to hit the guys. This time their chest and head start exploding. I run into the middle of them while they’re still falling and start beating up the ones I didn’t hit. I grab another Berretta off of one of the dead bodies. I look up and there are more at the end of the hall. They have guns drawn and they’re running at me. I light them up with the dual Berettas. It’s damn bloody. I decide to tone down the blood a little because there was just too much of it. Now when I shot them they just fall backwards and a little blood trickles out of the wound. I grab one of the guys who’s still breathing and say, “take me to your leader damnit!” The guy points to a door at the end of the hall. The door has three guys in black trench coats guarding it. These guys look significantly more threatening than the ones I had been fighting. I charge them, I kill the two on the end with the guns then I tackle the guy in the middle. We grapple for a little bit but I decide to end it and I break his back on the corner of a wall. I open the door and there are 10 of the same guys all around a line chef from work. Now you have to understand, this line chef is a total asshole, douche bag, mother fucker. He has a pregnant wife at home and he tries to get the waitresses from work to get drunk with him... he’s one sick mother fucker and I've never liked him so I have no remorse when I do what I'm about to do to him. I light up the guys in the black trench coats. They go flying, the goriness comes back; limbs go flying, head go rolling... I'm pissed. After I kill all his henchmen I focus my attention on the line chef. I put my pistols into my belt then I tackle him. (He’s a big man, 400 lbs I estimate) I start beating him without a second thought. He starts to fight dirty. He bites a chunk out of my arm. I smash his head into the ground. His face won’t break... not even as much as a bloody nose! I pull out a pistol and stick it to the side of his head. I say, “Time to die you piece of shit!” I shot him in the head 5 times his head jerks sideways every time but that’s it. No holes... nothing. He look at me, laughs, then says, “You can’t kill people like me! We’ll always be here to make you hate us! We are taking over and there’s nothing you can do about it!” I look at him, then I get a shot of lucidity (I lost some of it in the fighting) I say, “You’re just a part of my imagination! People like you don’t deserve to breath... so you know what? I'm not going to let you breath anymore!” He starts gasping for air. I laugh and say, “Now what bitch? What are you going to do now?” He continues gasping for air. I get up and start to leave. I turn and look at him as I'm leaving, I say, “You’re a real piece of shit ya know that? Your punishment for your sins will be the fact that you’re going to have to live with yourself! You sicken me!” I leave. I start walking down the halls and my environment slowly turns into my work. I walk into chefs office, he asks me where Vinny (the line cook it just killed) is. I tell him that Vinny’s dead and I killed him. Chef seems kinda happy. I explore work for a little bit but nothing exciting happens. I wake up.

I didn’t get a chance to write down my dreams... I know I had three because I can remember parts of two but the parts don’t make much sense... so now it’s 10 hours after the fact and I can only remember one.

I'm at my house. Greg, Catherine, and Mariah are over. We’re in the kitchen. My parents keep walking in and out of the room. I have a white Styrofoam “to-go” box in my hands. I open it up and there are brownies in it. The brownies are about 2 inches high and they’re a light shade of brown. They’re hash brownies. Catherine and Greg start grabbing them and shoving them in their mouths. I pull the box away and there’s only two left. I give both of them to Mariah. Catherine and Greg leave. Mariah and I go to my room and talk for a little bit. She’s getting real fucked up. My mom keeps coming in for weird reasons. She keeps asking me if I Cleaned up the back yard and if I have everything I need for school on Monday. I finally lock the door. She starts banging on the door. She’s yelling, “I know what you two are doing in there! Don’t think I don’t know!” Mariah is getting real “friendly.” My mom yells through the door, “You’re going to be late for work! Is Mariah still here? Where’s Mariah? She’s not in there is she?” I open the closet and it’s huge. The ceiling goes up about 3 stories and there’s about 40 feet both ways. There are a bunch of my old stuffed animals in there. They’re all abnormally big. Like 6 feet tall. I apologize to Mariah and I throw her in with the animals. I cover her body up with a giant rabbit and a white bear. I can only see her face through the animals. She’s gorgeous. I give her a kiss then go change for work. I rout my speakers into the closet to give her something to listen to. She’s having a great time. I give her another kiss and apologize. I tell her that I'll be back in 9 hours. She says it’s fine. She says that she’ll manage. I turn on some nine inch nails and leave for work... I wake up.

Ahh, I just remembered another one from last night...

I'm in a forest. There’s a cabin next to a big lake. Docked by the cabin are a bunch of jet-skis and speed boats. Outside of the cabin are jeeps and atv’s. I go into the cabin. There’s a table in the middle of it with guns and what-not. All around the cabin’s walls are pictures of guys with dinosaurs. The dinosaurs are dead, the guys had killed them. It’s a hunting cabin for dinosaur hunters. I decide to partake with the hunt. I grab a sniper rifle and a desert eagle off of the table and head out. I jump on a dirt bike and take off. I'm jetting through the forest when I come to an opening. There are dinosaurs grazing. Not the meat eating ones though... they’re those passive things with long necks (I can’t remember what they’re called). All of a sudden a T-Rex comes storming out of the tree line. He’s huge, much larger than a normal one was. He grabs one of the grass eaters and slurps it up in one swift move. He then turns his attention to me. I whip the bike around and take of towards the cabin. The T-Rex is hot on my trail. I whip the bike around and pull out the desert eagle. I light up the dinosaurs legs. He stumbles and takes a face dive into a tree. He’s stunned but not dropped. I turn around and high-tail it down to the cabin. I can hear the monster breaking through the forest behind me. I jump onto a jet-ski and take off towards the middle of the lake. I turn around and see the T-Rex burst through the trees and come down to the water. He doesn’t want to get in. I pull out the sniper rifle. I take careful aim. I aim for his heart (or where I assume his heart is). I shot. His chest explodes and he falls face first into the lake. The whole lake turns red. I wake up.

I'm in math class. Christy and Ashley want to go out to lunch. I suggest Hooters. They agree. On our way out a couple other people want to come... long story, short; it ends up being about half the school that goes. We’re the first one’s there. The waitresses are freaking out at the amount of people there. Our waitress is surprisingly calm. We order 3 burgers and wait for our food to come. A bunch of the guys are being assholes to the waitresses. They’re pinching their asses and stuff like that. I apologize to our waitress for bringing all these kids in. She doesn’t really care. We eat and then walk across the street to Dairy Queen. We get cones and start walking around the parking lot. There’s a used cars dealership at the end of the parking lot. Ashley doesn’t want to go look at cars for some reason. She freaks out and says that she’s going home. Christy and I look at cars for a while. A sales man keeps watching us like we’re going to steal one or something. After a while he comes up to us and asks us to leave. We pretend like we’re a newly married couple and we’re looking for a car. He gets real friendly all of a sudden. As soon as he does, Christy goes off on him. She says, “You’re just trying to get a sale! What if we just want to look at the cars, huh?!?! What’s wrong with you?!?! We’re leaving! Come on honey!” We leave and head back to the street. All the kids are done eating and they’re just standing outside of Hooters watching us. Christy and I start walking down the road... they follow. We walk for a couple miles with them right behind us. The houses start looking run down. The grass isn’t green anymore, it’s not trimmed either. There are a bunch of weeds growing out of the sidewalk. There are mounds of dirt off the side of the road. I start playing in the dirt. Christy is yelling at me from the sidewalk, she’s saying, “Jake honey, quit it! We have places to be! We’re going to be late baby! Come back!” I don’t listen. I keep playing. The hills are getting green. They aren’t dead anymore. Things become green again. Christy runs up to me. She sees how the scenery has changed and it calms her. We start running through the hills... this pack of students still following us. We decide to loose them in the hills. We take off on a full sprint. The kids look confused. They start running into each other like idiots. Some fall over and start flopping around like a fish out of water. Christy and I get a long way away and we can still see the kids in a group, all huddled up and scared. We look at each other and say at the same time, “It’s for their own good.” I wake up.

I'm on an island. It’s not a tropical island; it’s a giant amusement park. I'm with Ken; we’re looking for Becca and Amber. We’re walking around the edge of the island calling their names. We get around to the North end of the island and there’s a parking lot. We take note as to how weird it is to have a parking lot on an island. I get a little bit of lucidity. I just keep walking around with Ken. He’s calling their names while I'm just observing. I look into a crowd of people and see Becca. I call her name and she comes running out to us. She lost Amber somewhere in the amusement park. Becca and I go off on our own. Ken keeps circling the park. We’re walking through these tents. Inside the tents are carnie folk. They’re trying to hustle us. I tell them to back off or I'll smite them. They back off. Then I scream, “Damn it Amber! Quit hiding!” She walks out from behind a clown. She apologizes and says that she was just having a little fun. I tell her that Ken is still out looking for her... I tell her that she should probably go find him. She runs off. I look over at Becca, she’s just standing there with a dumb look on her face. I walk over to her and give her a kiss on the cheek. She snaps out of it. I wake up.

I'm watching a movie at Mariah’s. We’re lying on the bed, cuddling. (Yeah that’s right, we cuddle. What’s it to you?) The movie is really boring. It’s about these American girls in Paris. They’re looking for love. One of the girls says a corny line like, “Ohhh, where will I ever find love in a city so big?” I tap Mariah on the shoulder and say, “She’s not looking hard enough.” this kind of angers Mariah. She says, “Love isn’t a game Jake! It’s serious business and if you don’t love me then leave!” We then get into this big argument about what love is and the degrees of love. She keeps asking me if I love her. I keep responding, “That depends on your definition of love.” Finally I kiss her and she calms down. We settle in to watch the movie again but the TV isn’t working; only one side of screen works. We decide to just fool around instead. I give her a long back massage and she starts to sink into the bed. I pull her up and then take her place. She gives me a really really really long back massage. It feels so good. I can feel my whole body tingling. I flip onto my back and we start making out. She’s running her fingers through my hair and trying to take my shirt off. My shirt won’t come off. It keeps sticking to my body. She starts getting angry. She says, “It’s a sign Jake! It’s a sign! You don’t love me!” I get annoyed and try to rip my shirt off but it won’t budge. I wake up.

I'm driving around town in a little gray 1986 Toyota Camry. It’s a piece of shit. It’s a manual and I have to jam it into gear every time. When I let out the clutch the car barely has enough power to move... but it always gets going. I'm just driving around. I have no direction. I look over and my dad is in the passenger’s seat. He tells me that we need to be going somewhere. I tell him that I'm going to Shawna’s. We drive for a little while. The houses begin to look more “homey.” We park in a shaded alleyway. I get out. The gravel is deep, it’s hard to walk through. I make my way to a house. I go into the backyard. The back door looks like the opening to a dog house for some reason; no door, just a big wooden arch. The landscaping is very “suburban.” The grass is all green and trimmed and there are little pink and purple flowers around the edges of the grass. A lady walks out; she’s Shawna’s mom, she’s followed by a teenage boy. The boy looks angry. He has grungy clothes on and his head is shaved. I look up and I see Shawna standing in the doorway; she’s crying. I look at the boy and he gives me a dirty look. I grab him by the head and twist him to his knees. He has a tattoo on the back of his neck. The tattoo says something about Iraq and Bush. The kid starts complaining. I say, “Shut the fuck up!” Part of the tattoo seems to be sticking out a little bit. I push it with my finger. His head pops open. Not in the bloody way, but like it was perfectly natural. Inside his skull was a Massive Attack CD. I was spinning. I stop it and pull it out of his head. I run back to the Camry and grab a Tool CD. I put it in and close the kid’s skull. This just makes him more aggressive. I grab him and pop his head open again. I run back to the Camry and grab Pink Floyd, Dark Side of the Moon. I put that in his head and the kid becomes a stoner... I call it good enough. I talk to Shawna for a little bit and make sure she’s alright. Then I leave. My dad suggests that we wreck the Camry because it’s such a POS. I pull into a parking lot. For some reason there’s a girls soccer team doing drills in the parking lot. My dad gets out and he says, “Do it!” I drive to one end of the parking lot and put the car in neutral. I rev the engine... the tachometer starts spinning. The engine starts to roar. It gets so loud that the girls stop their practice to watch. I drop it into first gear and the tires start smoking. Again the tachometer starts spinning. I put it into second and the tires are still smoking but they’ve slowed down a bit. Finally it shift into third and the tires catch, the car shoots forward. By the time I get to the end of the parking lot I must be going 100 mph. I cut the wheel left and the car cuts left too. I jump out of the drivers side window and roll for a little bit on the pavement. I look up just in time to see the car start flipping. It’s going end over end. It flies out of the parking lot, over a barrier, and into the street. Cars start locking their brakes up but no one hits it. I run off into the city with me dad. I wake up.

There were several others but they aren’t coherent. There are too many missing parts for me to make any sense of them.

I'm walking through a local park with Dane. We’re talking about something but I can’t hear... the sound is muffled for some reason. We End up in the parking lot and a lot of people from work are there. I forget what happens but somehow we end up at my house. I wake up.

I'm at work but I'm outside for some reason. I figure that we must be catering or something. My station is slammed. I really don’t want to be there. I ask the other dishwasher if he can help but he says that chef has him doing prep work. I drag ass the whole night. About mid-way through the night a bottle of peach wine comes back. I've never seen peach wine before so I try it. It’s cold as it hits my tongue. I drink the whole bottle. I start to chain smoke. I start getting really messed up, I hate it. I want to be back to normal but I can’t change. I start wandering through the party that we’re catering. The other dishwasher keeps pulling me back and trying to get me to work but I won’t do it. The party starts getting livelier. Music starts playing and people start dancing. I run out to a big black ford truck. I jump into the bed of it. The truck starts rocking slowly. Then the rocking starts to get violent. It feels like a mechanical bull ride. It starts bucking and doing all sorts of crazy stuff. The suspension lifts it 30 feet into the air then drops back down to normal, all through this I stay in the bed. Then it stops. I get off and a bunch of drunk guys get on. They all get thrown off and some of them die. No one cares... the party keeps going. I wake up.

I'm in a mountain town. Buddy and Dane are there. I'm driving the Honda. The front end is broken or something, so I have to fix it. First I take off the bumper... it just snaps off. Then I take off the front fenders and hood. I lift the engine out by myself. I start tearing apart the suspension. Buddy and Dane are asking if there’s anything they can do. I point to some seals in the suspension; I tell them that I need them to go pick me up some new seals... I tear one off and give it to them. They run off. They come back a couple minutes later and I reassemble everything. I wake up.

I'm driving around town with Becca. She suggests that we go to the new mall that’s downtown. We go. It’s dark out. While walking through the mall we see a shop. The shop has movies, music, games, and toys. We start looking through stuff. I only have 5 dollars. I see a Lord of the Rings box set of the three movies... its $365... I laugh and ask the cashier if it was a joke. He tells me that it wasn’t a joke... he wont shut up about how great the movies were and how $365 is cheap. I say, “You’re fucking stupid! Those movies sucked ass! I'll give you $5 to destroy them!” he gets offended and kicks Becca and I out of the store. We laugh and head home. We get to my house and Jeff is standing on my front porch for some reason... I invite him in. Becca and I go into my room. When we get in the room looks normal but as we lay down on the bed, it all of a sudden gets real big. Becca’s on one end of the bed while I'm on the other. Jeff comes in, he sits in between us. Becca and I try to carry on a conversation but Jeff keeps interrupting. I'm starting to get pissed off. I tell Jeff to stay at the foot of the bed, then Becca and I crawl up to the head of it. We sit cross-legged and talk for a little bit about school and college and what we’re going to do when we grow up. I wake up.

I'm in my front yard. My dad is having some friends over and they’re all out front looking at the broncos. It’s starting to get real dark. Dad’s friends start to leave. I look over at the south side of the yard and there are some kids in street racing cars doing doughnuts in my front yard. I get pissed off and start running at them. Two of them take off while the third seems hesitant to leave. He stays about 20 feet down the street like he’s waiting for something. I go to the front door, it’s dark. I can’t see to the left or the right of the door. As I open the front door someone who was standing in the dark to the left of the door sprints away. It startles me. I start chasing him. He’s running to the car that’s waiting 20 feet down the road. I tackle him before he makes it. I turn him over and it’s my best friend of 13 years... he looks like he’s high and he doesn’t recognize me. I look up and the people in the car are horrified, I recognize one of them from school. I run back to the bronco and come flying after them. They take off down my street. When they come to the T at the end of my street they hesitate as to which way they’re going to turn. I plow into the back of them and push them into a wall. I get out and start pulling kids out of the wrecked car. I start beating the crap out of them. Just then the two cars that had taken off before show up. They’re both full of guys. They all want to fight. I get into the bronco and start doing doughnuts. Guys try to grab me but I swing the bronco around and run them over. Then I run over the two other cars. I drive home and park. I start heading into the house and as I open the door another guy pops out of the dark corner and takes off. I let him go... I wake up.

I'm at work... it looks different. The kitchen is set up in aisles for some reason. I don’t know how to explain it... just imagine a Toys R Us but instead of toys on the shelves think of cooked food. I receive orders then I have to run through the store and find the order on a shelf then bring it to the front. A couple cooks are crowded near the back. They’re daring a waiter to run head first into this giant wedding cake that’s at the end of an aisle. After some build up the kid takes off down the aisle. He goes head first into the cake... everyone starts cheering. I can’t help but think how stupid they are. I go to the front of the store/kitchen and clock out. I'm in a familiar town, I've had this town in several other dreams before. The whole town is built around a giant amusement park. I can see the giant roller coasters and ferris wheels from the parking lot. I get into, what I assume is, my car. It’s a black suburban. I drive around for a while then I get to, what I assume is, my house. I go inside and slip on a light switch. The recessed lighting sort of flickers then shuts off. I flip the switch off then on again and the same thing happens. I start going into all the other rooms and the same thing is happening. I'm debating finding the fuse panel and messing around with that but then I decide to use a Discman that’s plugged into the wall because it doesn’t use as much power. I do and the Discman slowly starts to get power. After a while it’s working at full power, I let it charge for a while then I try the lights again... they all turn on and everything is fine. I wake up.

I'm at work... all I remember is smoking out on the back dock.

I'm in English class. Mariah is sitting to my right. She’s being cold... she wont even make eye contact. I try to get her attention but she just won’t turn. I look up and the teacher is reading a novel to the class. I get the feeling that this isn’t my normal class... the curriculum isn’t literature, it’s suppose to be writing in MLA and APA formats... I get a little bit of lucidity. I ask Mariah why she’s so detached... she says that I'm being an asshole. I get confused, I ask her why... and she says that I only hang out with her when it’s convenient for me. We go through this whole thing and by the end of the argument I've lost any lucidity that I had. The argument got so loud that the teacher stopped reading and waited for us to finish. He resumes reading and Mariah starts crying. I try to comfort her but she won’t let me touch her. I get pissed off and say, “Fuck it! I can’t help you if you won’t let me.” I get up and leave. I wait outside. A friend walks by and tries to talk to me; I tell him that I'm not in the mood... he leaves. The class lets out and I grab Mariah as she comes out the doors. I kiss her and tell her that I'm not going to let her do this to us. She’s a completely different person, she’s happy and energetic. She wants to ditch the next class and go to her house. I tell her that we’ll go after the next class. We walk back into the English class and there’s a class in there for some reason. Mariah and I go sit down in our seats. The teacher is now teaching some sort of public speaking course. Mariah won’t leave me alone now. Finally after a couple minutes of boring as hell lecture something happens. A hole opens up in the floor between Mariah and I. We jump in and it closes above us. I wake up.

Now this isn’t a dream... I'm lying in bed after having recorded the last dream and my window is open. I hear some dogs howling outside... now I slip into the dream world. I have a false awakening, I'm lying in my bed and I can hear something outside. I look over and my sister is asleep in the bed with me. I try to wake her up and ask her what she’s doing but she won’t wake up. I can still hear some rustling in the bushes outside. I prop myself up and look out the window; there’s coyotes tearing a rabbit apart in my front yard. They all start howling and my sister shoots up and starts screaming. I calm her down and tell her that they’re just coyotes. She falls back asleep as quickly as she woke up. It hits me that I'm dreaming, but I have another false awakening. I ‘wake up’ and my sister is gone and there are no coyotes outside... I record my dream then fall back asleep. I wake up yet again and look at my journal... there’s no writing in it... I get pissed off and do a reality check... It’s finally real life. I continue to kick myself.

I'm in some weird store. It’s a knick-knack/book store. It’s two stories; the bottom story looks relatively normal... but once you go up these really steep stairs you’re in a warehouse. It lets you out on a cat walk that goes around the warehouse. There are these monster things in the warehouse and there are some SWAT guys killing them. The monsters are really strong and it takes several shots to take one down. A SWAT guy runs by me and gives me a pistol he asks that I help. I start picking off monsters from the cat walk. Their heads are exploding. Some of them start chasing me but they never catch me. I finally get bored and head back to the doorway that leads to the stairs. I'm coming down and stairs and I look at a shelf that’s recessed into the wall to my left. There are some books lying on their sides and on top of the books is a bong. The bong looks like it belonged in a museum. It had artwork all over it... and it was very intricate. The bowl was a silver piece of metal that looked like a dragon trying to break free. It was magnificent. I accidentally knock it over but I catch it before it hits the ground. I put it back and go downstairs. Mariah, Catherine and Cody are down there. They’re looking through the books. I go to the register and look at some books that are on the counter. One of the books was called “The Politician” by J.D. Salinger. It was a children’s book that described how politics worked. I opened it up and started reading... it was all bull shit. It was horrible it talked about how you should never question authority and how you should always do what ‘big brother’ said to do. I tell the cashier that the book was crap and that they need to take it off the shelves. She argues with me over the book; she tells me how that book will help the world become a better place. Finally I just put the book back and leave. I wake up.

I'm walking down a road. I'm with friends. Mariah is next to me. We’re walking to a Wal-Mart. There’s a line of kids behind me and in front of me. The line is moving really slow. I grab Mariah and take her out of the line. We just walk to the front. All the time people are telling us that we can’t do it. I turn and say, “You’re all sheep! Why are you standing in line? What are you waiting for? ... That’s what I thought! Now quit bothering us!” We keep walking until we get to the Wal-Mart. We go inside. We look around for a little bit. We look at toys mostly. Then Mariah takes me to the back... into the sporting goods section. She slips on an apron and says that this is where she works now. I run to the front desk and ask for a job, they give me a job in sporting goods. They give me an apron and I run back to Mariah. Mariah introduces me to all the other employees; one at a time. I know everyone, but they’re all people from my past. They’re all kids that I once knew like back in elementary school but I never see them anymore. Every time we catch up on old times and talk. This starts to make Mariah angry. I apologize and I suggest that we do some work. We go back to the sporting goods section and a voice comes over the intercom, it says that the store is closing and that all employees should clean up their sections. Mariah and I mop the floors. Then this guy (I assume that he’s the owner) comes up and asks us to close all the bay doors outside. We go out a side door and start closing a long line of bay doors. All the time we’re talking about stuff; nothing in particular, just stuff that’s happening. We go back into the store and for some reason we have all these customers wanting to buy guns. They all look... how shall I say... unsavory? I tell them that we’re closed and they get pissed off, some even start threatening us. I tell them that I have the guns and they are in no position to be threatening me... They get pissed off and they all leave. Again, like in the second dream a hole opens up in the floor between Mariah and I. We jump in. I have a false awakening. I start writing down the dream when my phone rings; I answer it. It’s Mariah. She says something mumbled, I think I hear, “Do you want to go dance?” I repeat what I heard to her but she says, “No, that’s not what I said. I said do you want to go to Risky Business?” I say, “No, why would I want to go out and eat at 2 in the morning?” I glance up at my alarm clock and it’s all weirded out. I smack it... the lights start flashing but it still wont work. I wake up... look at my alarm clock and try to stick my finger through my hand... the check fails... I'm finally awake.

I'm in government class. I'm sitting at a table. Pat is across from me Jeff is to my right and Ian is diagonal from me. Jeff gets called up to the board to do a presentation. He has a blue poster board with him. It looks like a two year old put his project together. There are scribbles all over the poster board. Jeff starts to explain how he wrote two stories. He starts to talk about the stories. I look at Pat and say, “I didn’t know Jeff was a writer.” Pat replies, “Yeah, Chow Ming taught him.” Then I say, “Chow Ming? Who the fuck is Chow Ming? Is that even a person?” Pat says, “No.” I let it go. I look back up at Jeff and he’s talking about some symbolism that’s in his stories. I wake up.

I'm with my dad; we’re driving to the grocery store. At the store he picks up a magazine. It’s a hunting magazine of some sort. There’s no text in it... just pictures of wildlife. My dad tells me that he got it for my government project. I ask him what project he’s talking about. He says, “You know, that huge project that’s due at the end of the dream.” Then it hits me, I'm dreaming. I have mild lucidity, I ask my dad to tell me what the project is about... he starts telling me that it’s about animals and all their habits. I say, “Ohhh so like monkeys.” He says, “Yes! Monkey’s are a damn good example of animals!” He’s pretty excited. I ask him where we’re going, he tells me that we’re going home... but he’s driving in the opposite direction. He starts going up into the foothills. He pulls into a mansion. I ask him if this is ‘home.’ He says yes and we go inside. By this time I've lost lucidity. We go in and the family is there. They all tell me to go to work on my project. I go to my room and start cutting pictures out of the magazine.

I'm on a beach somewhere. I'm looking out at the water. My sister is playing in the waves. She’s calling me. I wade out into the water a little bit; a wave brings her up to me. She asks me to go buy her some beer. I tell her to give me money; she pulls a wad of cash out of her bathing suit. I grab it and head away from the water. There’s a city that’s at the base of a giant mountain. I walk into the city; it reminds me of China for some reason... I've never been to China but that’s all I could think of. I go into a market and find a guy whose selling alcohol. I hand him the wad of cash and tell him in Chinese to give me as much beer as he can for that much money. He bends over and picks up a case of wine. He hands me the whole case. I go back out to the beach and give Amanda the crate of wine. I go back to the city and wander for a little bit. I see a bunch of people I recognize and a bunch of people that I've never seen before. I wake up.

I'm watching a black and white documentary on the history of America. I see old New York... with horse drawn carriages and immigrants coming off of the boats. Some guy in a crowd of politicians is handing out money to the immigrants. I'm now one of the immigrants. He flips a quarter to me. I catch it and look at it. There’s an eagle on one side... but the other side had a picture of the statue of liberty, there was quarters in her eyes. Color hits me. I look and I see the camera guy that’s filming the documentary. Then I see the director. The director yells, “Cut.” And all the immigrants take off their rags and they’re normal people. One of the immigrants was Ben Affleck another was Meg Ryan... I continue to tell Ben and Meg about how they need to get new jobs because they make the most horrible movies out there. They totally agree with me. They even confess to only doing it for the money. Mariah walks up to me and asks if I want to go eat with her. We go into the city, Ben and Meg follow us. We go to a Chinese restaurant. I order a steak and potato. Mariah, Ben, and Meg order the fish. The plates come out to us... the fish was just a fish on rice... not even cooked. Mariah wants to send it back but Ben and Meg tell her that’s how it’s supposed to be. I share my steak with Mariah. I wake up.

I'm in front of the local grocery store. David. is there. He’s in his truck. I jump in the back of it... Anthony jumps in too. Dave drives to the mall. He’s driving really crazy. He’s swerving into oncoming lanes and running red lights. When we get to the mall I jump out and he takes off. I look around the parking lot and I see my best friend. I talk to him for a bit, he offers me a ride back to his house. We go back to his house and we go on a walk. He’s chain smoking for some reason. I tell him to stop. He won’t, instead he offers me a cigarette. I take it and put it into my pocket. As we’re walking we pass this lady with a poodle. The dog is acting weird. It’s not walking normal; it’s kind of swaggering. We pass them. My cell phone rings, it’s Mariah. She’s hysterical, she tells me that she’s being robbed... she tells me to get over to her house as fast as possible. Instead of going back and getting the car I decide to run to her house. I make it there in a couple minutes even though it’s a 15 minute drive from where we were. I get there and I run inside. Mariah comes around the corner. She has a black eye and a cut lip; she’s crying her eyes out. I hold her for a little while until she starts to calm down. I ask her if the robbers were still in the house. She says, “No.” I call the cops. Mariah gets up and starts pacing around the house. She’s trying to figure out how she’s going to tell her parents. I tell her to just tell the truth. She starts to freak out; she says, “They’ll never believe that! They’ll think I did it!” She starts crying again. I hold her until she stops again. We go outside and I decide to give her a cigarette to calm her down, I pull the one that my friend gave me out of my pocket. It’s crushed but not broken. I light it and hand it to Mariah. She lies down in the grass and starts smoking. The cops come flying down the road; they cut through the desert and park on the other side of a fence. Four black guys in full riot gear get out of the car. They’re fucking around. They’re playing swords with their nightsticks. They come around to the gate and they can’t unhinge the lock. One of them runs back to the car then pulls out a battering ram. He says, “I've always wanted to use this thing.” I'm standing about 5 feet from the gate; I even say, “Hey, I can let you in if you want.” One of the cops says, “Leave this to us sir! We are trained professionals!” I say, “Okay...” They start beating the gate in. After about 2 minutes of them beating on the gate, I slip the pin out and the gate comes flying open. They all start giggling, they’re marveling in their success. Then one walks up to me and asks what the problem is. I tell them that some thieves robbed my girlfriend and beat her up. They ask me where I was when this was all happening. They start to accuse me of beating her up. I get pissed off. I say, “God damnit! You come here and fuck around... and you expect us to take your accusations seriously?!?! Are you guys even cops?!?!” They continue to arrest me. Mariah starts crying again. I start getting really pissed off. I break the hand cuffs. They cops pull out their nightsticks. They start beating me. I don’t feel anything. I start to calm down. I say, “Now, I can beat the crap out of all four of you... but I'm not. That’s evidence that I'm not a bad guy. ... Now do your fucking jobs and find the person responsible... If you don’t, I will, and they’ll be dead before tomorrow.” The cops run back to their car and take off. I look at Mariah and apologize. I wake up.

I'm in math class. Mr. Seng is talking about colleges for some reason. He moves from colleges to corruption in college basketball. He starts showing FBI surveillance photos of players from teams while they’re accepting bribes. He goes through all the teams that were in the Final Four this year. Then he pulls up a picture of the UofA basketball team. He asks, “Do you see anything wrong with this picture?” I look at it closely and say, “No.” He then holds up almost the exact same picture and asks, “How about now?” The only difference in the pictures was that one guy was wearing a jacket. Mr. Seng points to the guy and says, “See this guy? See that jacket? The University gave him that jacket because he plays basketball for them! He accepted a bribe!” I say, “Ok, I've had enough of this shit.” I leave. I go out the class and down the hall. I walk into another room... it’s a laundry room. There’s a basket of my clothes on a table in the middle of the room. I start putting my clothes into the laundry machine. Emily and Heather come in. They ask me if I can clean something for them. I say, “Sure.” They continue to get naked... they give me their clothes and I throw the clothes in with mine. They leave and go to class. I wake up.

I'm in a weird version of my chemistry classroom. It almost looks like computer graphics from a game. There are no real textures... all the textures are flat to the touch. I walk out the back door and it’s a balcony. There are cars driving below me. They all stop and people start getting out. They’re pointing at me for some reason. I look behind me to see if I was what they’re so interested in. While looking behind me I see another level to the building. There’s a door above my head... no stairs leading to it... just a door on the side of the building. I fly up and open it... It’s a secret room. In the room are TV monitors; I can see everything that’s happening throughout the whole school. I can see my chemistry class... they’re sitting and taking notes. I leave out the door I came in. I fly down to the balcony... I look down at the people and they’re trying to climb up the side of the building. I yell down at them, “No! Go away! You don’t understand! It’s my room!” They all look at me weird. I yell, “Get back in your cars and go! GO! If you don’t I'm going to have to start smiting people damnit! Don’t make me do it!” They sullenly go back to their cars and drive off. I go into my chemistry class. There’s a party going on. I'm confused. I run out to the balcony and go to the secret room again. I get in and I see the class taking notes. Their heads are down and they’re writing. I go back into the classroom and the party is still going on. Then the front door bursts open... it people from down below... they want to see the kid from the balcony. The teacher assures the people that there is no balcony. They run to the back door and open it up... there’s no balcony... just steps leading down to the street. They leave the classroom, disappointed. I go out the front door and down to the grass. Still, nothing has texture... the grass is just a solid green clump... it’s soft... but solid. I wander around the school for a little while. I look for more secret rooms but I can’t find any. I wake up.

I'm in a tacky restaurant. I don’t know if I'm working there or I'm looking for a table to join. There’s some sort of party going on there. George Bush is throwing the party. I keep running in and out of the restaurant; looking for a familiar face... I can’t find any. George Bush calls for everyone’s attention. He’s standing by the bar on some sort of podium. He pulls out a fiddle and starts playing square dancing music. It’s really fast paced. No one’s paying attention to him. I walk up to him and say, “Umm, Mr. Bush... lets leave the music to the professionals.” He acts like a little kid; he says, “But I don’t wanna! I wanna play my fiddle!” I say, “George, don’t be spoiled... let the musicians do their job.” He puts the fiddle down and walks away sad. This fat guy with a long gray beard picks up the fiddle and starts to play... it’s magnificent. I can’t describe the kind of music he made... it was just soothing. I start looking for familiar faces again. I start following around the head waiter. He asks me to help him run food out. Everyone is eating the same thing. The head waiter has some sort of meat on a stick that he hands to each person at the table and I have a giant onion in a pot of boiling oil. The onion is attached by a rope. I pull the union out and drop it in the middle of the table. We do several tables... every time there’s a rope hanging out of the boiling oil. The dream starts to get really repetitive. I wake up.

I'm at Jeff’s. Elise, Shawna, Cody and Jeff are there. The girls suggest that we go to my mall. We go. We wander through the mall. We go into a quicksilver store. I look at shirts but I don’t get anything. The girls get tons of stuff. I get called upstairs. I get into an elevator and hit up. When the doors open up there’s a science lab... the scientists are analyzing the behaviors of the shoppers. Mariah is the lead scientist. She keeps me up to date with all their research. She shows me all their experiments and tells me why they’re necessary. I tell her that’s she’s doing a good job. She then tells me that she saw me with Shawna and Elise. She’s upset... I don’t understand why. I tell her that we were just shopping... nothing else. I then get called into the next room. I leave Mariah and move into the next room. There’s the CEO of the mall sitting in a big chair. He tells me that the mall needs some renovations. I explain that this is my mall and I'm the one who makes the decisions. He says, “True Jake, this is your mall but you hired me to make sure things run well... and for things to run well we need this wall taken out.” He pulls out a completely white picture... I say, “Ohhh that wall! I know that wall! It’s always getting in the way!” He says, “Yes, it is and customers are complaining.” He then shows me the bids from the contractors... the bids are in excess of 1 billion dollars... just to tear down a wall. I say, “Fuck that! I'll tear it down by myself!” I go back downstairs to get Cody and Jeff. We find a white wall and I start to tear the tile away from the floor at the base of the wall. There’s a crew working to my right, they’re running electrical conduit through the ceiling. There’s a crucifix on the wall. One of the guys on the crew says that I mustn’t disturb the crucifix or I'll go to hell. I fire the man on the spot. I rip the crucifix off the wall and throw it into the parking lot. I start sweeping the ground all around the wall. The electrician comes back and starts yelling at me; he says, “DAMN YOU! Damn you to hell! You’re an evil man!” I say, “Get the fuck off my property before I have a security guard ‘dispose’ of you... permanently!” The guy gets pissed off and storms out of the mall. I start running into the wall with my shoulder. It hurts like hell but I keep doing it until I start to crack the wall. After a while I ask Jeff to take over. He breaks his arm on the third try. Then I ask Cody to start. He breaks his arm on the first try. I say, “You guys weren’t much help... go up the elevator... they’ll patch you up.” They run off. I keep running into the wall with my shoulder until the whole thing crumbles. I wake up. ... my entire right arm is asleep...

I'm on my way to art class. I get there and the door is locked. There’s a guy standing outside. He starts asking me questions. He asks me when I was born... what nationality I was... all demographic questions. I start to get bored so I start making up lies. He asks me what state I was born in... I say New York (not true). He then asks for the story behind it. I tell him that my mom flew to New York while she was 9 months pregnant and when the plane landed it induced labor. Then I said after I was born she flew back to Arizona. He just nods. Then he asks me what day I was born on... I tell him that I already told him... he says, “No, what day? Like Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday... etc.” I say, “Ohhhh, I was born on a Sunday of course” (I don’t know what day I was born on.) He asks me a bunch of plane questions; like how often do I fly... I lie out my ass the whole time. Then the art teacher gets there and opens the class room. The class fills up pretty quick. I start drawing my little characters. The whole class is having a conversation. Then that guy comes in (the one who asked me all the questions.) He says, “Everyone, this is Jake. He was born March 14th 1986... he was worn on a Sunday. A blonde haired kid raises his hand... he says, “March 14th 1986 wasn’t a Sunday...” I stand up and say, “Yeah, I just made that up.” Then the kid says, “So... you lied?” I say, “No, it was a stupid question so I just fibbed.” Then the kid says, “You lied then.” I slam my hand on the table...the table shakes like one of the legs was too long. I say, “No damnit! What kind of question is ‘What day of the week were you born?’ ... How the fuck am I supposed to know that?!?!” I sit back down. My table looks at me, they understand. I start drawing again. I look up at the kid who called me a liar. He’s drawing my cartoon character. I look down and I start drawing a bigger one... I look over at him and he’s drawing many of my guys. I walk over to him and rip up the paper. I tell him that I have that character patented and that I'll sue him if he draws it again. I look over at another table; all the kids at the table are bible thumpers. There are 3 kids at the table. One’s making a clay Jesus, another’s making a wooden cross and the third is making a box; on the box there’s a wooden ribbon. Where the wooden ribbon crosses itself the kid has a metallic Jesus lying in the crucifix position. I chuckle to myself. Above their table they have a shelf. There are 3 sections to the shelf... they’re all labeled; one’s labeled ‘Jesus’ another ‘cross’ and the last, ‘higher meaning.’ I go back to my table. Becca wants to make a comic strip with my character. She draw the boxes and paints backgrounds. In the first box there’s a mountain and there’s a dot of gray for some reason... I turn the dot of gray into a bullet. I make it coming from the gun my character was holding. The gun was pointed at the character’s head. The next box has read all over the ground. I draw my character all contorted and lying lifeless on the ground. I look up at Becca; she says, “You’re so immature Jake!” I laugh a little. She pulls out the constitution of the United States of America. I ask her why she has it... she tells me to shape the comic strip after the constitution. I look at it for a long time but I don’t draw anything... I wake up.

I'm down town. I'm on a bike. I'm riding as fast as traffic is. I see my sister in a parking lot so I pull in to talk to her. She says that she was talking to someone on the internet and this is where the person told her to meet. I scold her for being so stupid. Then I white chevy truck pulls up. There’s a bad fat guy driving. He pulls up to us and asks if my sister was Amanda. I interrupt her and ask, “Yes, this is Amanda... and I'm her brother... now I'm going to kill you!” He throws the truck into reverse. I reach through the window and grab him. I start beating the shit out of him through the window. He takes off. I get on the bike and start chasing him. We go through most of down town. He’s running read lights and so am I. His truck turns into a bike somewhere along the chase. He runs a red light and as I go through I look to my left only to see a big red truck hit me. Now I'm watching a documentary on bike chases. The host is interviewing three guys on bikes. They’re all talking about how I was a great ‘bike chaser’... I laugh a little. I wake up.

I'm at the local baseball park. I'm in the parking lot. I'm in the bronco. Jason, Jeremy, Adam, and Justin pull up... they ask me to move so they can play baseball. I tell them to go onto the baseball field like everyone else. They get pissed off and Jason wants to fight. I say, “Screw you! Go to the baseball field you punk.” They pull him to the fields. I walk out to the desert; there’s kitchen appliances scattered all around the desert. I walk back to the parking lot and there’s another bronco, exactly like mine parked there. I wake up.

I'm with Mariah, she’s driving. We’re in downtown. She’s looking for someone... I don’t know who. The sun is setting and she’s getting frantic, she’s running red lights and hoping over curbs. I'm getting scared; I've never seen her this frantic before. I try to tell her to calm down and think about what she’s doing. I want her to stop being so destructive. I ask her to pull the car over and talk to me. She says, “Screw it. We’re going back to my house.” I don’t argue. We drive back to her house... this part of the dream is extremely vivid. The drive felt like real time. It took half an hour and I remember every road... every car... every stop light. We get to her house and her sisters are in the kitchen when we arrive. I talk to them for a while. Mariah goes into her room. Stephanie and Erin ask what we were doing out... I tell them that I really didn’t know. We talk about school and work... after a while I hear music coming from Mariah’s room. I go and check it out. I open the door and she’s laying on the bed... she’s gorgeous. I lock the door behind me. The lights are dimmed. Radiohead, Amnesiac is playing. I walk up to the bed and I stare into her eyes for a long time. They’re a beautiful hazel. It starts to rain. I bend over and kiss her. She starts running her hands through my hair. I start kissing her neck and chest. She takes off my shirt. We make out for a while. I start to unbutton her shirt. She’s not wearing a bra. She takes off my pants and I return the favor. We crawl under the covers and it starts to rain really hard. There’s lots of lightning but no thunder. The music gets louder. Her windows are open and I can feel a cool breeze hit the back of my neck. The door starts to rattle in the jam. It’s the wind from the storm that’s rattling it. After we do our thing for what seems like 2 hours we start to cuddle. We’re just lying there looking into each other’s eyes. She’s running her hands through my hair again. I want to start kissing her again but I restrain myself. Instead I make a weird moaning noise. I can’t really explain it... it was kind of like a grumble. I turn onto my back and look out the window above our head. The rain is just a drizzle. Mariah turns onto her back. She reaches out and touches the screen. I do the same. I hold her hands up for a little while. I just stare at the ceiling while she plays with my hands. I wake up.

I'm at Jeff’s. David S. David L. and David N. are over. Natasha is over too, she’s really messed up. She can’t stand up for more than 5 seconds without falling onto one of us. Finally Jeff takes her into his room and puts her on the bed. We grab his hookah and go to the back porch. We set it up and start smoking grape flavored tobacco. Jeff comes out and joins us. We smoke for a while... we’re just relaxing and talking. We’re listening to jazz. In the middle of a song this reporter comes on and talks about how the US has invaded North Korea. We start talking politics. A lot of people start showing up. Jeff is getting nervous because there are so many people. He asks David S. and me to tell them to leave. We start going around the party and telling people to go. They’re all offended. We don’t really care. Some people get confrontational. David goes and gets a baseball bat out of Jeff’s room. There’s one kid in particular that’s being loud and obnoxious. He won’t shut up... he keeps saying things like, “It’s a free country!” and “You’re not the boss of me!” Finally I smack him across the face. He tries to come at me but David hits him in the side... the kid keels over and starts crying. I help him up and lead him to the door. He starts throwing a fit. I drag him out to the bronco. He hits me in the side. I throw him head first into the bronco. He gets up and starts to swing at me. He throws a hook; I parry it and grab his arm then I throw him into a cactus. He dies. I walk back inside and the crowd turned on David. He’s backed into a corner while swinging the bat around. I start pulling kids out of the house and throwing them into the cacti. They all die as soon as they hit the cactus. Finally they get the picture and leave. I make sure everyone drives off. I look in the cacti and all the bodies are gone. David and I go back to the hookah. Jeff thanks us. We smoke out for about 40 minutes then I go home. I wake up.

I'm in art class. Becca wants to go get a taco. We ask the teacher if we can go to Nico’s. He says yes. We’re on our way out when a kid in the class yells, “Where are they going?!?!” The teacher says, “They’re going to get some tacos.” The class erupts, they want to leave too. The teacher lets most of the class go with us. We take the bronco. We get to Nico’s and go inside. It’s really dirty. Becca and I get some tacos, kids start showing up. We eat then leave. I wake up.

I'm in counter-strike (the half-life mod that I haven’t played for several years now). I'm a counter terrorist. The level is some weird desert level. We’re in old adobe ruins. The teams are pretty evenly matched... after a while they become stacked... we’re getting the crap beat out of us. I save up money for a couple of rounds and buy a .50 caliber sniper rifle. I wait at the end of a tunnel with it. I kill about 8 guys as they come through the tunnel. I jump and there’s little to no gravity. I land on top of a roof. I start running to the terrorist’s base. The game turns from counter strike, to tenchu. My rifle is now a ninja sword and the terrorists are now inept ninjas that walk in patterns around the houses that I'm jumping from. I look down in a window and I see a fat guy holding a knife to a girl’s throat. I pass through the roof of the building and float down into the room behind the guy. I pull out my sword very slowly. I pull his arm away from the girl and in the same motion I cut his head off. The girl screams and runs out the door. I try to stop her but I can’t get a grip on her. As she runs out the door 5 of those inept ninjas pounce on her and kill her. They come storming into the room. I kill them all with ease. I run out and grab the girl’s body I jump up on a roof. I lay her down and go through my pouch of potions. I pour all the potions I have on her... after a while she gains consciousness. I leave her to go explore the village. I wake up.

I'm food shopping with my mom. She can’t find anything she wants. She tells me to go get a cereal that I want. I go and get Captain Crunch: With REAL Rice Crispy flavor! I though that was kinda funny. I bring it to the check out and I'm about to pay for it when my mom stops me. She says that it’s unhealthy and she won’t pay for it. I tell her that I was paying for it so there’s no problem. She says, “Well if you’re paying for stuff why don’t you pay for this.” She throws a pack of gum on the box of cereal. “And this.” She throws a magazine down too. As she’s doing this I can see my total rising on the little screen. It’s at $18... I look in my wallet and I only have $16. I put her stuff back and say, “You buy what you want... I'll buy what I want.” I wake up.

I'm lying in my room. I can hear my parents talking. They’re talking about what car I'll be driving to college. My mom tells my dad that I should take his truck (1999 ford f-350 turbo diesel lariat). I get excited. He agrees. The next thing I remember I'm driving with Becca to go get clothes for college. We shop at my mall and get a bunch of jackets because it’s going to be damn cold. Then my dad calls and tells me to find a place that can give me a license plate for Washington State. Becca looks up Washington State in the phone book. There are no listings. My mom calls and tells me to get underwear. I tell her that I already have underwear and she says, “No, get warm underwear.” Becca and I end up at some underwear tailor. We walk in and there are two sections. The section on the right is all thongs and the section on the left is all socks. We start laughing. She looks at me and say, “I hope your sock fits!” We go to the back of the store and there’s a saleswoman there. She takes Becca and I into the fitting room. It’s the size of a gymnasium. There are kids sitting in weird looking chairs. They all have college shirts on. The lady sits me down then puts Becca to my left. To my right is an old friend from elementary school. A bunch of ladies in aprons come in and start taking everyone’s pants off. I notice that Becca is the only girl there. I can see she’s getting nervous. All the guys are just staring at her. I stop Becca’s tailor from continuing. I ask her if there’s some other way. All the guys start yelling at me. They start calling me a racist and sexist pig. I don’t understand. Becca is thanking me. I say, “Screw this, we have underwear... we’ll survive.” I grab Becca and we leave. We get home and her stuff is scattered all around my room. We load the truck up with everything we can find. We leave; I take a weird rout out of town. I do a big loop through the town then I get on the freeway. The roads start to get icy. We start going up into the mountains. I wake up.

I'm at work... it looks really different. It looks like a McDonalds almost. None of the same people work there. I ask where everyone went. This kid says, they left when the new management took over. This guy with a manager tag on his shirt comes over and starts yelling at me... just because I asked where my friends went. I just walk out of the building. One of the line cooks is waiting in the parking lot. He picks me up and takes me to the new work place. It’s just some house by the university. In the back are old cars. Some of the cooks are working on cars. I go inside and there’s a giant kitchen. I walk out the kitchen and there’s a dining room with a family in it. They ask me for some food. I go back and make 4 hamburgers. I bring them out and give them to the family. I go out to the back. I start working on an old dodge charger. I make a lot of progress when one of the cooks calls a meeting in the garage. I start to notice that there are a lot of kittens around. I make my way to the garage. One of the line cooks tells us that we need a guy on the inside of our old work. I volunteer. I walk outside and I see Ashley driving by. I wave her down. She lets me in. She drives me to my old work. We talk in the car. Apparently she’s going to the university and she’s majoring in psychology. She drops me off and I wander through the kitchen. I pick stuff up and examine it. The manager starts yelling at me. I leave. Ashley is still in the parking lot. I get in and she takes me back. When I get back to the house there’s this old man wandering through the front yard. He has a black bag; it says ‘Freud’ on the bag. I walk up to him and he’s sifting through the dirt with his fingers. We talk for a while. He’s very smart... but also crazy. We talk about human nature... and the human disposition to certain emotions. I wake up.

I'm in my room. I have a plasma TV on my wall. All my animals are in my room... all the ones that have died too. I start showing them a video on the TV. They start talking about it and analyzing it. They relate it to the struggle between capitalism and communism. I join in every once in a while but I loose interest. I walk into the kitchen... my sister tells me that she’s selling her car. I tell her that she doesn’t have a car... I tell her that she’s not even old enough to drive... this doesn’t stop her. I decide to sell the bronco too. She writes $548 in the window of this maroon Oldsmobile... I assume this was her car. I just write my cell phone number in the window of the bronco. We drive our cars down to the end of the street and park them in the dirt. We walk back to the house. On our way back I see that one of our annoying neighbors decided to plug their christmas lights into an outlet at our house. I steel the christmas lights and run back to the bronco. I wrap the bronco in christmas lights. They start flashing... no pattern at all they turn on sometimes for a while... then sometimes they flash really quickly. I go back home. The animals are still having a debate in my room. I go into the garage my old stereo is there. The center consol of it looks like a face. It starts talking to me. It’s a guy from work. He’s asking me if he looks good. I say, “Dude, you’re a stereo.” He says, “Yeah I know, but I still need to look good for the ladies!” I say, “Yeah sure, you look good.” I go back into the house and there are presents all over the ground. I pick one up... they’re all for my girlfriend’s, sister’s birthday for some reason. I can hear my sister and my mom arguing about something. Amanda is being really rude. Apparently her car was vandalized. We go out to the honda and as I'm getting in this little brown dog starts attacking me. I keep kicking it off but it always gets back to me before I can close the door to the honda. I wake up.

**edit** I remembered a couple things mid-day**edit**

I had a false awakening somewhere in the middle of the night. My cell phone rang and I answered it... there was white noise on the other end. I then turned the phone on silent and went back to bed.

I also remember seeing a piece of artwork in one of my dreams I can’t remember which one. It was on a white wall. It was about 5 feet tall and 3 feet wide. The paint was layered on about 1/2 inch thick. It was blue and it was split into four sections by two black/green lines; one vertical the other horizontal. In the bottom right there were people; some standing, some sitting. Their faces were blank and they were wearing black suits.

I'm at work. I'm stressed out. My station is slammed and everyone wants me to help them. The phone won’t stop ringing and I have no time to stop and think. Finally I throw down my apron and walk out. I take a walk on the golf course; it’s night. The grass is wet and soggy. I keep walking down this fairway. The fairway just keeps going and going. Finally I find the green. The green is long and narrow; it leads down a hill, at the bottom of the hill is my house. I walk in through the garage. There’s plastic wrap all over my kitchen. I can’t get into any of the cupboards. I look in the dining room and my family is sitting around the table holding hands and mumbling. They all have towels on their heads. The cat walks in; he’s wrapped in a blanket so only his feet stick out. He looks like a giant burro. He sits in a chair between my mom and my sister. He puts his paws out and they hold his paws. The dogs come in... Same thing, they’re all wrapped up in blankets. They sit between my mom and my dad... they hold paws/hands. There’s no room for me at the table. I go into my room and fall asleep. I wake up.

I'm at a fair. I'm at one of those booths where you throw the ball at the bottles. I'm not just playing against the bottle; I'm playing against the people lined up next to me. A whistle blows and everyone starts throwing their balls at the bottles; they throw a lot but don’t hit anything. I look down and I have one ball. I decide to make the throw count. I get into a pitching stance. I go into the motion, kick my leg out and swing around with all my force. The ball hits the bottles and they explode. Everyone looks at me... as if I cheated or something. The guy walks over to me and looks at me while scratching his head. He says, “Well damn, here ya go.” He gives me a giant gorilla. The gorilla looks real... I take it. I get tired of carrying it around and I put it down... it comes to life. He can talk... he has an english accent. He’s very eloquent. We go one some rides and he explains to me why the ride frighten people and why there’s nothing to be afraid of. We go on this rollercoaster. When we get off we go to the picture booth. I look and find our picture. I can see the people in the car behind us... my mom was right behind me. I wake up.

I'm in some neighborhood. All the houses are expensive. One house stands out, it’s unusually tiny. I walk in and there’s a guy standing there, he says, “MTV! Welcome to my crib!” I look in my hands and I see a video camera... I just go with it. I start filming his house... he has some weird stuff. All the paintings are just weird... some are of aliens dissecting humans... some are of animals dissecting humans... in all of the pictures there’s a dead person. We go to his room and he opens the closet. The closet is full of soap bars. I say, “Ok, that’s all we need.” I leave. I go next door to this mansion, a woman answers and we go through the same, “Welcome MTV!” thing. He house is very nice, it’s neat and clean, the art is actually deep and not just shock art. We go into her room and she opens her closet; inside is nothing but NIN memorabilia. I say, “haha, I think I'm in love.” She looks at me and says, “You wanna make a movie?” I say, “Sorry mam, I'm on duty.” I wake up.

I'm at school. I'm in the gym. Becca and Ken are there. There are fake planets and stars hanging from the roof. There are moons everywhere. I say, “There shouldn’t be this many moons!” Becca says, “Jake, it’s the equinox silly... that’s what happens.” I look at her for a while. She says, “Quick we gotta get back to art! We’re going to be late!” We run back to art... there’s no one there. I wake up.

I'm driving around town. The town looks fake and simple. There’s no detail. No grass, not many trees. Everything is concrete or asphalt. I see a cute girl in a car, she waves at me. I pull out into traffic and flash my lights. I'm trying to get her to stop. She won’t stop. I loose interest. I take a right and the road slowly turns into a mountain road. I drive through the mountain road for a while and it starts to look like gate’s pass (local mountain road that leads into the city.) I'm come through the pass and start heading down the hill. I know there’s going to be an accident of some sort. I even say to myself, “Damn I hope no one dies here.” This white van that was ahead of me starts to veer into the oncoming lane. The driver cuts the wheel to get back in his lane but instead cuts too far and hits a boulder. He flies through the windshield and smacks the boulder. I swerve around him and park off to the side of the road... I say, “Wow, that wasn’t so bad.” As I say that more cars come over the crest of the hill. The driver (driver1) is crawling across the road. The first car (driver2) swerves to miss the van but instead hits driver1. Driver1 explodes. Now with his windshield covered in blood driver2 starts to swerve towards me. I climb up a mud embankment, at the top of the embankment there’s grass. Driver2 smacks into my car and subsequently flies out his windshield. He rips his back open on the glass. Worms start pouring out of his back. Now driver3 comes down and hits the van on a funny angle. Driver3’s car goes end of end and sticks into the muddy embankment that I'm atop of. Two people crawl out of driver3’s car. One of them is decapitated and he has worms spewing out of his neck. The other is puking worms all over the roadway. Driver4 comes barreling down the hill and hits the puking guy. The puking guy explodes into thousands of worms. Driver4 then slams on the brakes (too little, too late) and cute the wheel, driver4 goes into a barrel roll into the oncoming lane. He rolls right over driver5 who was coming up the hill. The driver’s side door and driver5 pops open and he falls out... worms pouring out of his car. Driver6 smacks into the back of driver5. The body flies out of the car and hits the decapitated guy... they explode. Driver 6 gets out of his car and seeing all the carnage... shots him self in the head. Worms go everywhere. A fire truck comes flying down the hill and tries to stop but just skids through the whole accident... clearing all the cars and bodies away. My visions flashes and I look down the embankment... all the people are ‘alive’ but badly hurt. They’re trying to crawl up the embankment towards me. I keep kicking mud on them and I keep telling them to leave. My vision flashes and again and they’re all around me. We’re all sitting there looking out at the road. There’s a fireman talking to us from the ground with a loudspeaker. He’s telling us that we’re all going to be ok. A random girl from my chemistry class comes to comfort me... I ask her why she’s her and she tells me that she’s always liked me and doesn’t want me to be scared for life... so she’ll “take some of my pain away.” I laugh and say that I'm fine. I wake up. (intense)

I'm working on the van for some reason. My mom wants me to install these new ‘state of the art’ seat belts. They don’t look comfortable at all. They’re a big bar that locks over your stomach... like on rollercoaster’s. My sister brings out a box... it has skates in it. She’s wearing skates already. I put them on and we starts racing around the cars... we’re skating in sand somehow. I do about 50 laps then go inside. I go out side and I smell food cooking. I look around the side of the house and I see a cooker... it has two cans on it. One’s “BEEF” and the other is “POTATOES.” My dad comes out with a platter of fruit. He says, “Get that crap off the stove, I need to grill my fruit!” I wake up.

I'm at some high school. I'm a spirit that’s haunting the school. There’s a new kid... he’s pudgy and short. Despite his obvious physical ‘flaws’ he’s very arrogant. He’s walking up these stairs and there’s a cute girl coming down the stairs. He says, “Hey beautiful!” and makes his hands look like guns and winks at her. She says, “Have I seen you before?” He says, “Yes, well sorta... I was in the bushes if that counts!” She storms away disgusted. The kid walks to administration. He gives the secretary a slip of paper with his classes. She hands the slip back and the kid says, “Ya know, I wouldn’t mind if ya put your number on that paper and I'll give ya a ring tonight...” The secretary doesn’t say anything... the kid walks away saying, “It’s your loss babe!” I follow the kid around the whole day and I'm really starting to hate him. Finally as the kid is hitting on a girl in PE I ‘possess’ the girl. I start talking as her. I say, “You’re just an insecure asshole who doesn’t care about others! You’re a bad person! Don’t ever talk to me again!” I pull myself out of the girl’s body. The boy just walks away. I follow him into the bathroom. He goes into a stall. He sits on the toilet and starts crying. I'm feeling really shitty. Then he pulls a razor blade out of his sock. I start screaming but he can’t hear me. I keep saying, “NO! DON’T! DON’T!” I try to grab him but my hands just pass through him. He continues to slit his wrists while whispering, “Remember, slice up, not across... up not across.” It’s too much for me... I wake up in a cold sweat... I don’t go to sleep for another hour.

I'm on a pirate ship. We’re sailing towards this giant island. The island is a giant roof... it’s a red tile roof. It’s a half circle shape; the radius is about 5 miles. It’s slanted so that the round part is touching the water and the flat end is up in the air. The ship comes ashore at the south end of the island. I run out onto the red tile. I run all the way to the north end of the island. There’s another ship at the north end. I take out some binoculars and I can see the sailors... they’re the bad guys from “The Fifth Element” ... you know those ugly guys with big ears... Well they spot me and start to run up the island at me. I sprint back to the pirate ship. I tell my dad (the captain) what I saw. He freaks out and says that he saw those in a movie once and that they’ll kill us all. The setting changes... it’s not an island anymore... it’s my back yard for some reason. The pirate ship is buried in the sand behind our wall. I look down the wall and see one of the creatures poking his head out. I say, “DAMNIT! They followed us home!” My dad says, “Man the cannons!” I get a cannon and aim it towards the head that’s sticking out. I fire. The cannon ball goes left and smacks our brick wall it bounces down and hits the sand... it sends sand everywhere. When the sand clears the head is gone. I see on of them trying to hop the wall and overtake the ship. I turn the cannon his direction... he sees this and scampers back over the wall, I say, “That’s right bitch!” I sit and wait for another one to poke its head out... nothing happens for a while. I decide to go on a recon mission. I jump up on the edge of the wall. I stay on my stomach and pull myself along the wall. I get to the corner and I can see down the side of my house. I see their ship sitting there... stuck in the sand too. They’re scared. I look down into my yard and I see one of the cowering in the bushes... I look in my house and I see the dogs sitting... waiting at the sliding glass door. The dogs are salivating. These creatures are scared of the dogs... they don’t want to fight anymore... they just want to leave but they can’t because their ship is stuck. I jump down in the bushes and grab the scared alien/monster dude. I jump onto my roof with him hanging over one shoulder. I run to the edge of the roof and drop him in the middle of his ship. Then I yell, “Get the fuck off my property before I unleash the dogs!” They don’t know what to do... they don’t want to abandon their ship. Finally a big gush of wind comes and they set sail in the sand. They sail away. I wake up.

I'm in a grocery store. I'm stocking yogurts. I finish and walk to the back of the store, Scott is there, he’s stocking lettuce into these crates. He asks for my help. I help him. There’s a call over the intercom... they ask me to go help a customer. I find the customer, it’s an old lady. She’s looking for a food washer. She points at a dishwasher. I say, “No mam, that’s a dishwasher...” then I think for a second and say, “Actually, that might work!” I grab some bread and throw it into the dishwasher... I turn it on. We sit there for a couple minutes while it runs, then I open it up and pull out the bread... it’s all soggy. The old lady exclaims, “That’s it! That’s perfect!” I help her carry it out to her car. I wake up.

I'm driving through some new town. I'm following my dad. We’re going on a turkey hunt. We go out into the middle of nowhere... it’s just hills. It’s night. There’s boarder patrol everywhere. I think this is weird because it doesn’t look like desert... it looks more like back east. My mom comes out in the van and tells me that we need to go into town. She gets out and tells me to drive. I start driving. We get into this big argument... I don’t remember what it was about but I remember saying, “I can’t believe I'm related to someone as irate as you!” Then she said, “Smart boy! ... You’re ADOPTED!” This hit’s me very hard... I have to stop driving. I ask how she could have kept this from me! She says, “You never asked.” She’s driving really bad... she’s running into stuff. I'm still pissed. I wake up. I'm sitting in my bed, still angry at my parents for never telling me that I was adopted! Then I realize it was a dream and record it. It was damn funny.

I'm on a red motorcycle. It’s a Yamaha. My sister is on the back. I say, “Hang on! I pull a wheelie down this street.” I stop at a light, I look off to my right and I see a little Asian woman in a white Honda... I rev the engine, she revs. The light turns green and we take off. I blow her out of the water. Sirens come on. I look behind me and see a cop. I pull into a parking garage... the white Honda follows. The cop has up both get out and he talks to us for a while. He keeps getting out his little note book and writing stuff down. Finally he writes both of us a ticket and begins to leave. The Asian woman starts hitting me as the turns to leave. I say, “Hey Hey Hey! Assault! Battery!” The cop says, “That’s your problem bud, my work here is done.” He drives off. Finally I grab the lady’s purse and throw it into traffic. She runs after it and disappears. I give the white Honda to Amanda, she drives off. I'm getting on the bike when I see it has a rear pouch. I open it up and there’s alcohol in it. I laugh. I pull out a 40oz and start drinking it. I'm feeling tipsy. I get on the bike but it falls over. All these metal pipes fall out. I collect the biggest ones and put them back into the pouch. I throw the forty on the curb and I don’t feel tipsy anymore. I take off in the bike. It’s fast as hell. There’s someone following me. He’s on a white motorcycle. I try to lose him but I can’t. I drive by a car lot... the car has tons of different cars. I do I big loop through the desert to slow the guy down and I return to the lot. I jump off the bike and get into this sand buggy. I take off. It’s a little bit slower than the bike was. I take the guy around the city for a little while then I return to the lot. I steal a yellow motorcycle this time. It’s a little faster but not as fast as the red one was. I do the same thing... I return to the lot. I steal a car this time. It’s 71 mustang. It’s fast but has horrible handling I can barely make turns without going into a skid. I return the mustang and jump on a black motorcycle. It’s fast as all hell. I lose my pursuer in no time. I start going through the desert at 200 mph. I keep thinking that I'm going to hit a rock and die but it’s smooth riding. I make it to a local road. I'm at a busy intersection. I see a yellow bronco in the middle of the cars. I jump off the bike and chase the bronco... it starts to speed up with traffic and I can’t catch it. I start walking down the street, it slowly turns into a street fair. I meet some friends and decide to turn around and find my black bike again. I turn around and so does everyone else. They all start walking the same way I do. I see Mariah coming through the crowd on a golf cart, she picks me up and we head back to the intersection. I see the yellow bronco... I tell her to follow it. She gets close to it, I jump from the golf cart to the bronco. I throw the driver out and I pull Mariah on board. We go for a drive through town. I see the white motor cycle at the intersection, he recognizes me. I plow into him with the bronco and just keep driving. Mariah kisses my cheek. I wake up.

I'm in art class. I'm working on some sort of crazy drawing... there’s little devils grabbing at the feet of my cartoon characters. Becca’s being very nice... like so nice it’s kind of weird. She walks to the back of the room then comes up and shows me this pot that she made. It’s hideous. It looked like she pinched the opening shut while it was still wet, then added a bunch of crap to the sides of it. I tell her that it’s nice and keep working on my picture. She wants attention, she keeps talking. Every time she walks past me she brushes against me. I tell her that she’s acting like a cat. She suggests that we go for a walk. We leave the room and I realize that we’re underwater... we acted like it was perfectly normal. The halls start to look weird; it starts to look like work. I say, “Ahhh crap, I hate work dreams.” Then it hits me, I'm dreaming. I start to explore... Becca keeps following me. She’s my sidekick. I go outside and there are fields in all directions. I see a white truck way out in the distance. I fly/swim out to it. It’s chef. He’s gathering vegetables. The back of the truck is full of some sort of red potato. He asks me to clear out the west field. I say, “Damnit! I'm dreaming, I don’t want to waste my time cleaning a field!” He says, “Well if it’s a dream then you can make quick work out of it then spend more time with your lady friend here.” Becca blushes. Becca and I go back to the building. There’s a helicopter on the roof. I fly up and grab it. I'm holding it by the tail. I bring it down to the west field. I pull a string on it and it starts up like a chainsaw or a leaf blower. I start waving it over the field and it blows all the debris up into the water. All the debris floats away. I go around the corner of the building and I see the Honda parked there. I look at Becca and say, “We’ve got a ride.” I get in and start the engine, Becca starts waving her arms. She says, “There’s a fish caught under the tire! Stop the engine!” I turn the car off and walk out to see. Sure enough, there’s a black fish caught under the tire. I pull it out and it’s barely alive. It’s floating at eye level. I put my hands over it and say, “Come to life!” The fish perks up then swims around our head for a little bit, and then it swims up to my face and says, “Thanks mate! That was a close one!” I say, “You’re welcome fishy, now go!” He swims off. Becca hugs me a thanks me for freeing it. I decide to take advantage of my lucidity. I close my eyes and think of being with Mariah. When I open my eyes I'm in my room and Mariah is lying on the bed. I want to test some things on her that I've wanted to say for a long time but haven’t manned up and said. I pull her close and say, “Mariah, you know I love you, but you also know that I won’t see you in a couple months.” (college) Mariah starts crying... it doesn’t go as planned. I close my eyes and think of a ‘do-over’ I open them and she’s lying on the bed again. I pull her close to me and say, “Mariah, I love you very much but I don’t want to get hurt. I want to be with you but college is going to tear us apart. We really shouldn’t get too involved.” She starts crying again. I close my eyes and try again... I open them and she’s lying on the bed. I pull her close to me and kiss her. I say, “I love you.” She says, “I love you too Jake. What’s this about?” I say, “Mariah, I'm dreaming right now and I'm just testing the water and seeing how you’d react to me leaving for college.” She starts crying again. I close my eyes and try again... I open them and she’s still crying. I try again... same problem. Finally I hold her and start kissing her neck. I say, “Let’s not worry about college anymore, let’s just be happy while we can.” She agrees. We start kissing and I get caught up in the moment... I lose my lucidity. Becca comes into the room all upset. She says, “What about our fish Jake? What about our fish?” I say, “Well damn I just can’t please everyone!” I wake up.

I’m driving to school. Cody is behind me. The parking lot is full. We pull around to where the busses let kids off. We get out and start talking. Marie and Jen are across the road. I walk over to them and start talking... they tell me that they’re Mormon now. I laugh and ask why. They say, “Because they want to go to heaven.” I don’t say anything. They ask if Cody and I want to go out and eat... I say that I've already eaten. They pull a cake out of their car and say, “Ok, we’re off to seminary.” I say, “So long you crazy Mormons you!” Cody walks over and asks, “What was that about?” I tell him it’s not important. He says that we should race the cars just for the hell of it. We get into the cars and start doing laps around the bus drop off. I get a half a lap ahead and decide to mess with him. There’s this dumpster on one of the straight-aways. I park behind it and wait for him to come by. He never comes; I peek around the side and see him hiding on the other side of the dumpster. Marie and Jen come back... they see me hiding behind the dumpster and say, “You’re so immature Jake!” I laugh and tell them to get behind the dumpster or they’ll be spotted. They dive behind with me. They ask who they’re hiding from, I say, “The po-po! I killed a turkey last christmas and they’ve caught up to me!” They’re horrified. I tell them that it was self-defense and they look a little relieved. I tell them a story about how I was just minding my business when this turkey started attacking me. Then I fought him off with all my strength... They’re amazed. I say, “I'm just messing with ya. I've never killed a turkey... I just wanted someone to talk to. They say, “Gah, you’re so immature!” then they walk over to their car. As they step out cops come flying from all directions. They’re holding them at gun point. I run out and tell the cops that it was all just a joke. They write me a ticket then leave. I wake up.

I'm driving through town. The road starts to get narrow. It starts to look like a path. I look down and I'm not driving anymore... I'm walking. I have a samurai sword in my hand. The path slowly turns into a stream. I start wading through the stream all stealth like. I look behind me and my English teacher is following me. He has a pistol in his hand. The stream is winding. I have to peak around corners. The trees start to get thick. They start to cover the sun up. Before I know it they’re not trees at all. Now I'm inside. The stream turns back into a path. It turns into a tile.... The edges of it turn into shelves... now I'm in a store of some kind. It’s a toy store. I come to the end of the aisle and Mariah is standing there; she looks worn out and tired. She says, “Jake! What the hell are you doing with a sword?” I say, “I'm a samurai babe! That’s what I do!” she says, “Babe, this isn’t the place for that! People need help here! NOT DEATH!” I feel ashamed. I look around and there’s people hunched over and starving. I get the feeling that it’s the Holocaust. I go around and help people. I give toys to the kids and food to the parents. I go into what I think is the bath room; it’s actually a family’s house. The family is hunched around something. I walk up and look... it’s a kitten. It’s muddy and nearly dead. I tell them that I'll handle it. I pick it up and bring it to the stream. I clean it off in the stream. I go to Mariah and ask if there’s a doctor. She leads me to a man. He picks the kitten up and examines it. He’s being ruff with it. He’s pulling back its lips and looking at its teeth. He says that there’s nothing he can do. I hold it close for a while until it dies. I go and put it in the stream. It floats away. Mariah takes a hold of my hand as we watch it float around the corner and out of sight. I wake up.

I'm at my house. My dad’s out front with his hunting buddy. They bought this big dump truck and they’re turning it into an RV. I'm leaving for work when my dad asks if I want to go take it for a test drive with him. I drop my work clothes and jump in with him. My mom and sister are in the back. I have a baggy of pills in my pocket. I pull then out and start looking at them. My mom goes off. I tell her that they’re Tylenol and that I lost the container. She believes me. I put the pills away. We drive out to the rail-x ranch... (local hunting spot). We set up camp on a hill that’s overlooking this wash. My mom and dad go into the RV/Dump truck and start cleaning it. Amanda and I climb on the hood. We both have rifles. We’re looking down in the wash. There’s a lot of activity in it. Some cows off to the left... some horse in the middle... people on the right... birds everywhere. My dad comes out and asks if we’ve seen anything. As he says it I look off to the right and see something moving on the hill. I pull the rifle up and look through the scope... it’s a deer. My dad says, “Let’s head out.” He throws me a bag of beef jerky... I don’t want it, but he makes me put it in my pocket. He runs off into the desert. Amanda and I are waiting for mom... she’s taking forever. Finally we run off after dad. It’s getting real dark and I can barely see him ahead of us in the bushes. Amanda stops to wait for mom I keep going. I come barreling through the bushes and I scare out this giant blue bird. It looks like an eagle/toucan. It flies up to the top of a tree and perches. I look through the bushes and I see dad again. I run to him. He says, “We’ve lost it... lets head back.” I wake up.

hokay non-lucid but freaking great.

so me and my little sister are riding around tucson in a fire truck. traffic is starting to piss me off so i turn on the siren... it works for a little while but after a bit people stop pulling over and i'm stuck in traffic again. amanda asks me: "don't these things have rails?" i look over at her as if to say 'wtf trucks don't have rails' but sure enough when i turn back we're in a big firetruck-train gliding smoothly past traffic. things start passing fast and before i know it we're at the base of mt. lemmon. i pull the break on the train/truck because i recognize the land. i don't know why. there's a doorway standing in the rubble of what used to be a house. my sister knocks on the door and kara answers. i'm ecstatic. i haven't seen kara in a long time and i give her a good long hug. i go to break the hug but she pulls me tighter. i squeeze her again and break off. amanda asks if she found the mushrooms that she left for her. kara says "yeah but it's too late for them". i look down and see a pile of mushrooms on the doorstep. kara invites us into the house that isn't even there. she leads us to the backyard. in the back yard there's this massive dirt road that leads up mt. lemmon. we start walking up it. kara leans on me a little while we're walking. i put my hand on the small of her back and straighten her out. ... all the way up the mountain she's flirting with me and it's really throwing me off. she keeps running ahead of me and making me run to catch up with her. i ask her how everybody is... she says everyone is fine except greg. she seems disappointed in him for some reason and she doesn't want to talk about anymore. i accept. she start showing all these freshly cleared plots on the mountain. apparently she owns them and she's starting a development. i'm amazed at all she's done... again she starts to lean on me again. i grab her by the waist and confront her about it. i ask her why she's coming onto me. she says "my partner jill can't see it, but everyone else can... even greg" i don't understand but i walk back down the mountain with her. halfway down a cracked out looking greg comes up with other various friends. he's rambling something but i just keep looking at kara. she looks embarrassed for him. i break greg away from me and try to go comfort kara. right as i'm at her side this asian girl comes and hugs her. i hear greg shouting "your crush is here kara" she looks upset and the asian girl/jill hugs her tight and i just stand there wondering how so many people changed without me knowing it... then it hits me and i become lucid. i kiss kara and tell jill to keep her happy then i go and tell greg to stop being cracked out because 'that's not the greg i know' then i go and find my sister and tell her to stop selling mushrooms to my friends. haha.

i'm being lead through a swamp by someone. the further we go the more the water rises. it's black water. she's taking me down a path. there are fluorescent flowers glowing on the waters surface. it's almost like a garden. leads me to a crocodile that's trapped under a rock under the water. he's snapping at us and i don't want to help. i say 'fuck this' and pull myself out of the water with a fluorescent vine. a chubby guy comes wading through the swamp to us and starts to help her. i keep shouting at them. telling them they're dumb assess. they get the crocodile free. the croc is longer than he should be. like 30 feet. he attacks the new guy and bites off his ear. after i see that the croc has left i jump in and pull both of them to this floating gazebo. the guy sits there whining about his ear. i look to the girl who lead me here and it's kara. i scold her for being so stupid but she's not listening. i see some yellow eyes looking out from the dark water. they're really far apart. they jump up onto the gazebo and the whole thing tilts. it's a giant toad. he doesn't do anything. just watches us for a while. i see a giant shadow circling the gazebo. i know it's an alligator. i keep pleading with kara to leave but she doesn't want to leave the fat guy with the missing ear. the alligator jumps up on the other side of the gazebo and roars. i grab kara and pull her into the water. we start swimming but it feels like i'm pulling her the whole way. she keeps trying to go back for the other guy. after a while we reach dry land but i can see other giant alligators chasing people and i ditch kara and start running. i wake up.