Thread: In the Mind of Jared Boz 87

Saturday, August 4, 2007
Bits and Pieces of a Dream
*I have a job at Wendy's (my old place of work) again.
*The place looks remodeled and they give me a black shirt (not used by Wendy's in real life).
*They give me a cup of sour cream they say they forgot to give me yesterday.
*The owner is there, even though it is nighttime.

"Prom Date"
A really hot girl I know of in real life calls me over to talk to her. I stroke her leg several times, which she doesn't seem to mind. She asks me to prom (in reality she is not a senior), which I accept. I try to kiss her hand, but she is reluctant to let me do so, so I kinda wind up kissing her wrist instead.

"Wierd Gatorade"
I go to a back room of a convenience store and see several bottles of Gatorade on a sort of wooden wine rack thing. They are all wierd flavors, such as "Grape Mango", and I could have sworn one of the flavors said "Sandwiches"

Haven't added to this in awhile, so I'm gonna fill in the gaps with my more interesting dreams.

Sunday, August 12, 2007
"The Storm"
I am in my front yard and see greenish storm clouds are upon me. I go inside and lightning begins striking real close. Then a tornado starts up in the field to the West. It moves in real close to the house, but doesn't make much noise and does not damage the trees or house, although it strips the grass off the lawn wherever it goes. I then notice a car with an old lady in the driver's seat in the center. Wherever she drives, the tornado moves with her. After going back to the field to the West, the tornado quickly dies, and the weather instantly becomes pleasant and sunny.

Thursday, August 23, 2007
"The Store"
I am working in this sort of wierd looking restaurant. The eating area looks like the one at the Taco Bell where I work in waking life, but the area that is supposed to be the food prep area looks like a convenience store with shelves of snacks and coolers with soda. In the eating area I see some black sauce packets that say "The Mild One" on them.

"The Lake"
I am standing on a dock-like structure, but it is floating in the middle of the lake and not attached to land. There are loads of kids partying on there, one of them is fishing and reels in a big bass. I notice a handled net attached to the line hanging below the bass. Suddenly I find myself swimming in the water. It isn't completely transparent, but is a beautiful blue color, and I can see loads of fish swimming below me. I look over my shoulder and see that I have gotten almost 1/2 mile from the dock island although I was standing on it mere seconds ago.

"The Car"
I am standing in a deserted parking lot I do not recognize. I see one of my coworkers from waking life get in his car and drive off. I get into another car; a Honda CRX like my coworker's. There is no back to the seat and it is so close to the steering wheel that I have to sit behind it. I take off driving anyway. While still trying to adjust the seat, I look down between my legs and see a piece of lumber sticking out from under the seat. Something about it tells me something is amiss, and I quickly reach the conclusion that I AM DREAMING! With how excited I get, I know that the dream is about to start fading, but it all happens quicker than I expected. I hear a sort of synthesizer humming sound and the scene quickly fades to blue. I remember to try spinning, but I have lost control of my dream body quicker than I thought I would, and I find myself awake in bed.

Saturday, August 25, 2007
"Burning and Pillaging"
I am running around a big department store, throwing flaming objects everywhere and setting all the racks of clothes on fire. Near the exit, I run out of flaming things and throw two dirty socks. I make a smart ass comment to a staff member and run out.

"Royal Rumble"
I am at a wrestling match and a bunch of identical looking wrestlers go into the crowd and beating them up. Spectators also run toward the ring. I go backstage, see Triple H imprisoned in some kind of glass box thing, and set him loose.

Monday, August 27, 2007
"Concert"
I am with my family going to see some kind of corny cheesy kids movie, but it turns into a KISS concert. Then I start having a bunch of visions of grocery stores in England.

Thursday, October 25, 2007
*I start out sitting in a recliner, eating some pasta with big shrimp in it. Grandma, Grandpa, and my brother Tyler walk in and Tyler says we're going to their house. I suddenly find myself there, and I follow Tyler around and watch him blow up sheds with gunpowder. I then read a nonsense note Grandpa wrote that contains the phrases "facilitated to have Fred help you" and "5 inches bigger." Then I'm driving a tractor toward the other side of the yard. It is crowded with farm implements like it used to even though he auctioned off most of it a few years ago in waking life.
*I start out on a stage. Remembering my objectives I set before falling asleep, I examine the microphone cords and I think about how they are just dream objects generated by my mind and become lucid. The scene goes black, but I generate the scene I want. It's not as clear as one would expect lucid dreams to be, but I remember being in a sauna and having sex with the girl I wanted. Everything goes black again, but I make a new scene with me in bed with two girls. I briefly have sex with the blonde, but it goes black again.
*I am in a city in France in the 1930's. There is a Nazi battleship there, and it fires its guns for some time related reason (not firing at enemies). I am then in a convenience store. I get some brownies, which I wrap in a napkin. I then look in the coolers, where I see huge Gatorade bottles that must hold 3 gallons, and they are shaped like Listerine bottles. Then I remember that I want a slurpee. At the checkout counter, the clerk empties the trash can and offers to give it to me to carry my stuff in. I take it, but don't put my food in it.

*I start out at my old grade school, and a family of Mexican looking people pick me up. I have a hard time fitting in their already crowded van. I then find myself at the top of the basement stairs, and dad is yelling at me for some unknown reason, then we start fighting. As is typical for most of my dreams, I do not feel pain. I finally dive at dad and knock him down the stairs. Then I find myself with the family of Mexicans again, but this time they are all in an inflatable pool. I am by myself in another, and notice their oldest daughter is HOT! But I just stay put and try not to be noticed. Then I find myself in the home of what appears to be an old Christian couple. I walk through the rooms of the house, but some of them appear to be rooms in an actual church rather than a home. I make two circuits through the house/church/whatever it is. Then I have vague memories of crossing a river on an old bridge.

*I got some memories of being in a firearms safety course, but that's about it for last night.
Edit: Yeah, I know Wednesday was the 14th. I goofed, so don't give me hell for it.

*Ain't got anything for you today folks! I only got four hours of sleep cuz I had to get up early to deer hunt. But I got one so I guess it's worth it.

I remember several things, but they are kinda detached and broken.
*Sitting in church, in a balcony on the south side that doesn't actually exist.
*Cleaning up the church grounds.
*Trying to climb a ladder to put something on a wall. A tall girl watching me keeps giving me looks like she likes me.
*Controlling a battle between medievel soldiers in my yard. Everything looks like the game Medievel II: Total War.
*Some kind o circumstance happening where Satan is about to become invincible in this dimension and needing to move to another.
*Will Smith commenting on something in the other dimension.
*Sitting at a fancy dinner table, a talking brown bear is at the head of the table.
*Seeing a split movie screen. The right side has a midget doing something, while the other half has the same midget looking like Hitler and giving an angry speech. It is in black and white.

Midget Hitler is pretty funny.

Would have like to see more detail on the dimensional stuff. Keep it up, recall gets better with practice.

*I start out in a high school classroom and a few people keep insulting me. But then the teacher gives people a chance to come up and say what they want to say. I get up and try to yell "SHUT UP!" to the insulters, but my voice suddenly becomes feeble. I then wind up driving a car that belongs to some rich photographer named Andy to return it to him. I look at a photo he took and it is like one of those hologram things that changes with different angles. Then I remember two police officers (one has medals all over his jacket) arguing about some old pipes.
Edit: I just remembered another one where there was a small tv with Maury Povich or Jerry Springer or something going, and two black ladies were just going nuts over this tv.

Alright folks, I got some good stuff for you today!
* I and several of my former classmates are at my old K-8 school to play a basketball game. Our coach is my old coach from years ago. Everyone else runs out onto the floor, but I stay in the little hallway because I still have to put on my shorts and shoes. The game goes normally at first, but then everyone starts trying to throw coins into the baskets to score points, forgetting about the ball. When I go for it, everyone else remembers it. Then it is halftime; I run back into the little hallway and run with my feet on the wall like in the Prince of Persia games. When we are getting ready to run back out there, Kari and Tory from MythBusters come in and start testing the myth that kissing a horse bruises your lips. I kiss Kari (had I been lucid, I would have thrown her into the locker room and tapped that ass), then Tory does. When we all run back out, there is a game going on that is a mixture of polo and croquet where you have to hit a marble sized ball through one of those little croquet arches. I get on a horse, and after chasing another horse around the gym for a little bit, I get the marble through the arch and win.
*I am now walking on the road west of the school and I find an orange Chevy sports car of a make that doesn't actually exist. It is out of gas, but I somehow make it coast along the road. I pass the coach, who is walking on the side of the road naked. The car stops and I get out. Then I'm suddenly in a tank and everything goes to third person view. I run over a bunch of fuel barrels and explosive things, then park. I get ready to shoot all that with the gun, but then I wake up.

*Alright, I've been kinda distracted by Thanksgiving week, but I've got more for you today. I don't remember if this was last night or the one before, but I remember it happening.
*I can remember myself and several others dressed in Victorian era British army uniforms, and I think we were hunting aliens. There was so much that happened that I can't remember enough to give you a play by play account. Sorry!

Originally Posted by Jared Boz 87

Kari and Tory from MythBusters come in and start testing the myth that kissing a horse bruises your lips.

Bwahahahaha! I think that's only if you french kiss a horse!

I got a lucid for ya folks!
*I'm driving along on 7th street at night. Gates come down at a railroad crossing, but I go through them. I look to my left and see that the train was pretty close. I look ahead and see another train on the road heading straight toward me. But I'm like "Wait a minute!" I grab my nose and am still able to breathe through it, so I realized I was dreaming. I get out, enter a building, go upstairs and through a hall. I enter a room to just what I was looking for: a nice bed and a woman in her knickers. I pull down on her hair and make it longer, and I am able to sculpt her face like clay to my liking. Then we get down to business for a minute or so But then I loose lucidity, the girl dissappears, and everything turns like a family vacation type setting where everyone wants to go somewhere, but I wanna find the girl again. I spend the rest of the dream trying to find her.

*I am in a sort of SWAT team, dressed in tactical clothing and carrying a shotgun. My team enters a room with lots of people on the other side of it, and I yell for everyone not to move. One girl starts moving, so I yell for her twice to stay still. Not complying, I try to open fire, but my trigger is all siezed up and wont move, so another guy does it. Then we are in some kind of trophy room or something and one of the objects on display is a shotgun whose barrel had exploded. It had killed another guy a year ago. Then I'm suddenly walking in the middle of a junkyard with my friend Marcus.

Good use of time in your most recent lucid heheh...i'd try to resist the temptation next time though...perhaps they'd last longer :p..

But but guns are bad! But sooo fun...Amazing how you were able to notice that detail...the displayed gun that had perviously killed a man by exploding

Isn't it strange how the scene changes so quick...you went from that//holdup to the junkyard very quickly!

*I am walking in a desert and I get on top of a small boulder. A wolf then jumps out of a depression in the ground. It starts growling at me like it wants to attack me, but it kinda just wanders around me, and several times it shrinks in size and grows again and shrinks again. Finally, I get out a knife and cut its head off.
*I start off walking with this girl who is talking about how she likes sex. Then she wanders off, and I find myself outside my church. I am wearing a bunch of wierd leather clothing, but then I am suddenly naked and I hide behind a bush so people going by won't see me. Then I realize that I am holding a pair of pants in my hands. I put them on and go around back and get in a car. Then a girl I know from high school climbs in through the window, along with another I do not recognize. We drive around for just a bit.
*I find myself jumping around in a basketball court type area that has some brick walls and metal fences in it. I am in some sort of game where you have to keep the other team from grabbing hold of you. I move around as if ice skating although the ground is asphalt, and I perform several acrobatic feats I could never do in reality.

[QUOTE=bro;596871]But but guns are bad![QUOTE]

The devil isn't in the machine, but in the one who misuses the machine.

*It is World War II and I am flying around in a stolen German Messerschmidt BF-109 fighter plane. I fly at extremely low altitudes in a forest, strafing German soldiers with the machine guns. I even fly through some very small tunnels. Then there is a big explosion in front of me and the dream ends.

*I'm at a beach looking for seashells that the Indians made into arrowheads. Then I'm in a group that is getting ready to go scuba diving. First I get a bunch of cans of soda for some reason, then we all go under. I feel one of the girls' breasts, then I go under a really tight space and get onto a platform. Then we are all in some kind of eating place and I can't find someone to sit with, and I finally sit with some middle aged guys. Then we stand up and start chanting something. Then I'm in a car with some others and we drive to their house, where they talk about having a party later.
*I'm out on a street and I see someone try to shoot himself, but the gun doesn't fire. I go over there and he pulls a Makarov pistol out of his shopping bag and tries to shoot me, but I proceed to open a can of whoop ass on him. The scene suddenly changes to my uncle Bruce's house, where I continue kicking this guy's ass.

*I don't really remember the circumstances in the start; hell, I may have just been sitting in blackness. But something posessed me to do my nose pinch reality check and I was still able to breathe, so I realized I was dreaming. For some reason I decided I wanted an underwater scene, so I concentrated on that and it appeared for a little bit, then started flickering, then went black and came back, then went black.

I am at the old grade school and someone is showing off some guns. He hands me a double barreled derringer loaded with shotgun shells. I fire it into the wall. Then a bunch of us are standing off in an open field talking to some girls. I follow one over to the wall trying to talk to her, but she is on her cellphone, so I abandon the pursuit. Then I'm over by some sand and I see Sally Struthers, looking like Jabba the Hutt like in that South Park episode, stuck in the sand. Then some girl comes over and pulls her out. Then we are all sitting in some chairs in the gym and some black guy starts yelling at everyone. I become aware that I am holding a machete.