Amen, the thunderbolt in the dark void....

[Cacophony]

And I've decided to start a dream journal that isn't jotted down with bleary eyes in that battered notebook that sits next to my bed... Although I usually prefer it that way. I've been having lucid dreams and reading about lucid dreams, etc... for about a year now ever since I picked up Stephen Laberges book 'Exploring the World of Lucid Dreams." I've read several others which have been pretty amazing, one of my favorites is 'Mindful Dreaming.' ACK! Enough with the nonsense. This is some dream I had last night: I am standing in a forest. Everything is really big, all the trees and plants - hell, even the grass is all-too-tall to believe. I'm hoisting myself up onto some sort of ancient-ish stone wall when I run into a group of my friends who are all standing around doing nothing, not even talking to each other. "Hey guys," I say to them... They all return my greeting and I ask them if they want to go ride bicycles around. "No," one of my friends says. "Do you want to walk around?" I ask. "Yeah, we could do that." And so we venture forth, walking and walking around. We come to a little shop nestled between some sort of strange tree trunk... Er, yeah. We entered the shop and it turned out to be a comic book/typewriter shop (I collect typewriters and fix them up so I was overjoyed with all the old typewriters). I ran around inspecting the typewriters and couldn't stop smiling. I looked down at my body, my hands were pulsing and I could see all the veins in them. I was covered in tattoo's, I mean different tattoo's than the ones I have. I was wearing a red, er, I'm not sure what it was. It was like a red bra thing made of chain male but I had everything I was wearing tattoo'd on my skin underneath it. It was really odd. Something happened that was not good, something which I don't remember - I would say it was probably so terrible that I completely blocked it out. I don't know, I'm just rambling at this point. Well, I'm not really rambling - I'm rambling about my dream. ACK! So anyway... I'm outside, I see a huge wall up ahead. I run over to it and discover a gladiator stadium... It's not in use anymore, it's all overgrown and ancient. The last thing I remember about the dream is standing in the middle of this ancient gladiator stadium wondering why the hell it was there and being incredibly excited that I had found it. .... there were so many dream signs in this one, I can't believe I missed it. ---Comments welcome and appreciated---