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    1. Safe Good Driver, Max The Hacker, Snow Beach, Bank Confusion, LD#40 (28.8.14)

      by , 08-30-2014 at 03:37 AM (CHiLLEN's Dream Journal)
      Dream 1

      I'm in a car with Kayley and she asks if she's a good driver. I tell her the truth and tell her the difference between a good driver and a safe driver. I tell her she's a safe driver. She doesn't take it too kindly and she seemed to think she was a good driver.

      I'm now on foot and walking towards a house flat. I see Jamie Pennys kids at the door step. I decide to turn around and leave. As I turn around a corner I see Jamie himself. I mention to him that I saw his kids out the front of his house.

      Kayley seems to have bailed on me and I have to figure out how to get home. I start to think about the long distance it'll take to get home. I have a backpack on so I check for money inside of it, and find a few coins. I see a man on the other side of the road and he's standing next to a car and looks a little suspect. He just doesn't look like a guy with good intentions. I'm taken back by the size of the man, hes very tall. He offers me a smoke which is unlit but looks to have been already half smoked. I keep insisting to him on why I don't want the cigarette. I tell him I quit a long time ago. I have a feeling the cigarette itself has something wrong with it and would cause harm if smoked. I end up taking a couple of drags of the cigarette. I tell him his very tall and he tells me his 6'8. I have a feeling his taller than that.
      I can now see a scene of the guy in a nightclub. Two males approach him and they're taken back as well by the size of him. They tell him jokingly ''Where's your cousins at?!'' meaning that they must be tall as well. Now he's cousins come into the scene, and they're just as tall.
      The man asks where the bus is, and I look into the distance and see one coming. The bus looks weird from the distance. It looked skinny. I tell him ''There's a bus coming, but I doubt it's yours''.

      Dream 2

      I'm sitting at the computer, about to play some online poker. I enter a table and notice that Max is sitting at the table also. He name is odd and consists of Max in it. My avatar is a picture of myself and I quickly leave hoping he hasn't seen me.

      My computer shuts down from being hacked. I figured it was Max, he must have seen me before I left. I walk over to my Dad, who is in front of his own computer. He seems to be having problems as well. He tells me that Microsoft Office isn't working. I tell him about Libre Office, which is FREE.

      Dream 3


      I'm walking down a street. As I'm walking, I'm pissing at the same time, leaving a trail behind me. I see that there's two males on their bikes heading towards me. I get worried thinking they're going to know I left a trail of piss behind me. I get on my skateboard and start to try and build up speed, but seem to struggle with power and cardio. I look back where I had previously pissed and see that it wasn't as noticeable as first thought.

      I reach a beach which is windy and overcast. I see that there's snow and rocks leading towards the ocean. There's a flash of lightning which hits the ground only meters away from me. There's a lot of people looking towards the ocean. I have a look to see what all the fuss is about and notice that the waves are swelling a lot and that there looks to be a lot of seals in the water. The waves begin to come over the concrete barrier where I am standing and begins to flood. My shoes get soaked but I feel no sensation of wetness or cold in my foot. As I'm leaving the beach I throw some snow at a kid and he gets pissed off at me. I think he's a bit of a sook, so I flick sand up towards his face to toughen him up.

      I'm now at Josh's old house in Strofford Ave. I enter the house through the backdoor and notice that there's a dog trying to enter the house also. I have to push him back to stay outside. I stroll through his kitchen and notice that his bench top is different and see a toaster near the sink. I leave the kitchen and walk into the lounge room. I see Dad standing next to what looks like a iron board. Dad begins to question me, as if I had done something wrong. I keep insisting that everything is fine but he keeps digging for answers. He asks if I'm hiding a female in my room. He now goes on about something I may have done outside. I start to get confused on why he's questioning me so much.

      Dream 4

      I'm on Dreamviews IRC and I'm talking to gab. Gab asks me a question and I don't seem to be paying enough attention to what she asks and I respond with the answer. Gab asks me to explain my answer and I feel I have been caught out not paying attention.

      I'm now sitting down talking to some people that work at the bank. I begin to tell lie to them about having a house and that I have been living in it for 3 years. I hope that Daryl is over hearing our convocation cause he would find it funny that I'm making shit up as the convocation goes along. I start to get confused and can't seem to follow what the bank employees are telling me.
      I see Daryl sitting at a table with three young ladies.

      Daryl takes me to another room inside the bank. He introduces me to another bank employee. I tell him I didn't understand what they were telling me earlier. He hands me some paper.

      Dream 5 - 9:25AM (Lucid - MILD, DEILD)

      I'm watching a female get ready for a fight. She is standing where the fighters are usually checked by the referee. I begin to come aware in the dream and I start concentrating on her facial features, until I realize I am dreaming.
      I think I'm in a class room and I kneel down to stabilize the dream and start to feel/smell/rub face/lick the carpet. I dream still feels a tad unstable. I begin to feel as if I'm still in bed and have something covering most of my vision (probably sleeping mask). I successfully attempt to bring on a false awakening to restart the dream, by falling backwards with my eyes shut. I feel my body float to the ground. I start to visualize the last thing I saw in my dream which works instantly. I'm back in the dream but only for a few seconds before I wake up.

      Side Notes

      Night 2-3 of practicing MILD with success. I become lucid just before my wake up alarm goes off, this is a common thing for my lucid dreams.
    2. Punching Machine, Unsteady Plasma, Oats For Breakfast (10.8.14)

      by , 08-10-2014 at 01:12 AM (CHiLLEN's Dream Journal)
      Dream 1
      6:54am

      I'm at some kind of venue which has a dark feel to it. A night club feel. I'm with Daryl.

      I see a TV in front of me and someone is about to get interviewed. I hear my name and think it's me that is going to be getting interviewed. I freak out cause I don't know what to say in the interview. I soon realise they're talking about a the Dean off X Factor. I see his face come up on the TV and they mention about him practicing the art of BJJ. I start to day dream about what I would do in the interview if I was him, which was to start pretending to choke people out with my BJJ skills. The interviewers also mention about another BJJ practitioner who is high level.

      I see people using the punching machines which give you a score once you hit it. I look towards Daryl and happily tell him about it as I know he has a strong punch and hoping he would show them how it's really done.

      Daryl is sitting on something and Ali comes up and jumps on him. Daryl isn't too happy about it and calls Ali fat. Daryl is playing a game with a man who is using a medicine ball, where he's throwing it over the back of his head.

      I see a man using another punching machine where you had to throw the punching gloves at the punching gloves that were connected to the machine, which was weird.

      Dave Clork is here but I don't see him, I think his on the dance floor and must have hurt himself a little. I see a sign on the wall which says something about going hard and won't be in for work tomorrow.

      Dream 2
      8:05am

      My brother and I are at the kitchen table and we're trying to set up a plasma TV. It's suppose to slot into the holder, but it keeps swaying either forwards or backward as we adjust it. We try to improvise and use props to hold it. I see a TV antenna and something else to use and try that out. It works but only for a small amount of time. I see Bruce and he comes over to us and he tries to help us out with the TV. Bruce starts talking about Kindles and I mention about a the format I use and can't seem to think of if for a bit. Eventually I remember and tell him it's Java format. He tells me he uses just the normal PDF. I tell him I don't use that format due to having to zoom and etc which is annoying. He tells me he knows a trick where you press a button which is called something along the lines of "over the mountain". I run to my room and grab my kindle so he could show me. I walk back out and meet him at the cream coloured couch. He opens it up and starts watching old auditions of Australian Idol or X Factor.

      The scene changes and I'm on the battlefield. I have an assault rifle and start carving up the enemies that approach. I seem to be on my game today.

      Dream 3
      8:40am

      I think I get out of bed which may have been a false awakening that I missed out on. I'm at my old house in the kitchen making my breakfast. I see a couple whole oat clusters which looked like weetbix, which was left on the bench. I thought they may have been Dads or he just tried them and left the rest for me. I decide to eat them and not worry. I hear Dad talking to the TV, while watching a game show. He's yelling out the answer to the questions. I hear him say trumpet, which is correct answer.

      Dream Fragments:

      1. I'm sitting in a lounge room with a family member and Bruce and Rita. We're talking about something.

      2. I'm on the computer and log into Dream Views IRC. Someone says hi to me but calls me hillen

      Updated 08-10-2014 at 04:35 AM by 24939

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