AtomskThePirate

I had 3 dreams I could remember. All are a bit fuzzy so lets start with the most rememberable and work are way down.

My memory starts with me in Europe on my way to a concert. I'm stepping into a van through the front passenger door and I look into the back of the van. Inside is a U shaped couch with a few people sitting about. I notice 3 people but I think there were 1 or 2 more. One of them offers me a "piece" and I gladly except thinking him for the generous gift. I take a hit and pass it on and take a seat in the back of this van. My already incontinent reasoning for this whole adventure practically crumbles at this point. Being high does that though. I break in time and I find myself talking to my friend James. I'm not sure if I have him on the phone or what but I'm trying to figure out were I am and were I'm going. That's about all I cant remember form this one. Not to interesting but I enjoyed it because for once there was some talking in my dream.

Next up I remember a fight. The moments leading up to it are a bit hard to remember. I think I was dreaming of Peter from the show Heroes. Then I was him. Then I guess I was me. Stuff like this happens in my dreams a lot. Anyway, Peter/Me is upset with this guy who is our friend. Who ever he is, he has a sort of criminal look to him and so does his fancy condo. We get into it and I end up stabbing him, lightly. Don't want to kill my friend but I need to make my point. After this I end up finding my self on the floor with a swift kick to my neck/back. I lay there knowing that for stabbing this guy I have let him kick my ass. It seems fair in my dream. This is when he pull out a gun. This is not good. He's angrier than I would like for him to be pointing a gun at me. He starts waving the gun at me. Going from my head to a limb. I close my eyes and bang. I don't know if I'm shot or not but I'm not dead. I curse like a mopho who thinks has been shot however. This just leaves my friend a little annoyed who then want me up and to stop my bitching. And that's were that one ends. Pretty fuzzy but it was cool to actually hurt my opponent, normally there just indestructible in my dreams. Though it was sort of Peter who did the stabbing, I kinda took control for the ass wooping.

Last up I had my first WILD
It started with me just thinking about walking. The idea just sorta was in my head at the time. I started to concentrate a little and try to imagine more of the experience. Sure enough, my limbs start to become visible, then surroundings start to form and then I was in my house. My dream wasn't stable at all though and it breaks down in only a few moments. Its a shame it ended as soon as it started but since I've done it once I'm sure I can do it again now.

By the way, I used the SSLID method for this night. http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/senses...-ssild-129734/