non-lucid

(I think I'm not recalling the real beginning of this dream, so I'll start from where I start remembering the dream)

I was sitting in a bus and it was night, I think the bus was driving through some kind of tunnel. I was looking up and there was a hole or window in the bus there and at some spot we were driving through I could see the sky and the stars. It was just for about 2 seconds that I could see them and the first moment they looked normal but the next moment the amount of stars I could see started to heavly increase and they were forming a shape, a little like a magical seal. I was literally thinking "WTF?" and pinched my nose, and I could breathe perfectly, making me immediately lucid. I got up and looked around me (there seemed to be some random stuff in the bus) and told myself "all this is not real", resulting in some energy coming from me (I think) which dissolved everything to a more clear state, as well as helping me to stabilise.
Like usually I teleported to another place, I was left in a rather empty room, pretty dark but with some blue and purple colors. Looking out of one of the windows I saw space, looked like a blue galaxy. I wanted to go there so I went closer to the window with the intent to pass through it, but when I came closer I saw a reflection in the window, caused by the lamp in the from, preventing me from going there. So I simply opened the window and jumped through which worked well, I told myself "there's no gravity in space" so I only fell a few meters down and then I started floating. The blue part looked a lot like it had been painted to a wall because I could see a cube like shape from the inside (like when you are in a room). I turned around and went to a more red part of space, there was a sun and a bunch of asteroids around it. I thought about a certain track called Nebula (EBF3) which I then heard playing. The details of the stellar objects were going down a lot though and I only saw them in polygons. I was lightly jumping from one asteroid to another and tried to raise the details but I woke up.

In this dream, it was mainly about my boyfriend and I. We were laying in a super comfortable bed, but this bed was in public. The details are kind of hazy, so I can't exactly pinpoint whether we were in a park or on the side of a road. Either way we were fooling around, and about to have sex when a couple of girls start to walk by. My dream 'Me' doesn't know it, but I know that these females are sex buddies of my boyfriend, and ones that he has been keeping from me. Think Mean Girl kind of females. They are disgusted by the fact that he's decided he wants me, and so they plot to mess with us. One of them, a skinny, long-haired blonde, comes up to me with a bottle of perfume offering to share it. In reality (and in this dream) my boyfriend is super sensitive and finicky about certain smells. She knows this, so she sprays something on me that doesn't bother me a whole lot, but reeks to him. He then decides that he doesn't want to continue what we've started and leaves me laying in the bed.

Late for School

I was going down a flight of stairs when I saw a girl sitting at the top on a ledge. I looked at her and told her she had nice -- but I only pointed to my lips to indicate I liked hers.

She said, "Lips?"

I nodded. She started talking, but I don't know what she said.
I went downstairs and started eating breakfast. I noticed I was late for school. It was 11:30 A.M. or so. I used to never be late or absent from school, but I was afraid that I would be in some sort of trouble for just staying out.

As I left, someone, maybe my mother, was yelling stuff to me that I didn't want to hear. I ran around a puddle. There was a mist in the air. It was raining a very large mist.

I realized I left my kids at the bus stop. I was horrified that I would leave them there alone. I told them to come on up to the house. It was my Dad's house. My wife came out and reprimanded me for leaving them out there without supervision, and for not giving them breakfast.

I felt so bad for having just eaten but I didn't give them anything to eat. They had an umbrella, but they were standing out in the rain waiting for a bus that they had already missed, and hadn't eaten breakfast. I felt horrible.

Fighting My Brother

My dick-ass brother was being a dick. He was laying out the rules for us fighting. We rarely actually fought, but we were about to.

He was saying, "If you punch me in the neck, I'm going to punch you in the neck. I can't wait for that." He was tall and thick. IWL he is very tall. I didn't care. I started throwing jabs.

He ran up the stairs so that I would follow. I decided not to play that game and waited down stairs. He came back down.

He's an asshole.

My brother the asshole.

Sorry, that wasn't dream. That part was a poem I just made up called, "My Brother Asshole."

Old Time Movies

I was watching some kind of black and white movies. Two old men were walking on lawn chairs floating in the water. The were connected by something in the middle, but the chairs broke away from the middle piece under their weight. They were in the Bahamas or something.

E-mail addresses from that era kept flashing. They were all numbers because they weren't as advanced as we are now.

Whisper Awake

IWL, my Custom Alarm was on.

I dreamed I was sleeping and trying to go back to sleep. I was trying to become lucid, so I didn't want to move. I dreamed someone said in a whisper, "I'm whispering. Can you respond?"

This scared me. It's a strange thing to say unless something is wrong, possibly with me. I woke up.

Messed Up Sexy Time

I walked into a restaurant and had a drink. There were two girls in separate beds close by. I was playing kind of cool. They may have asked my name, or maybe I offered. I told one my name and the first answered. I told the second my name, and she said her name was whatever her first name was, and said her last name was my last name. Well, that was all I needed to hear.

I got a good angle to look up her dress and she obliged. I tried to feel her up, but then just took off my pants. As I took off my pants, I realized that since I was dreaming, I should be able to pull them off by just pulling them through my legs. This thought was a byproduct of always having trouble getting my pants all the way off. I should have become lucid with that thought, but no.

I decided to get on this girl since my pants were mostly down. When I got back to her, she was turned backwards. I could still do her, but it would be uncomfortable, so I turned her around. Now she had a mans face. Shim still had the same body as before.

I tried to put it in shims vagina, and I said I would prefer if shim had the woman's face.

Damnit!

Frags:

• something about ballroom dancing, maybe

I am at a playground playing some basketball with some friends. I dribble the ball to the other side and make a shot and the scene changes. I am inside a factory and I find a lightsaber. It looks like it is a cheap replica. The hilt is twice as longer than an original lightsaber. I press the button and a tiny green plasma blade comes out. Not nearly as long as it should be. I try to cut some stuff with it but the objects here seem to be resistant to the saber. I get a call from my mother but I have no clue what the conversation is.

I go through this entrance leading down into a little room. Below me I see a man in a tiny kitchen cooking stuff. He looks up and sees me. The dream changes again. Everything has become big. There are big tables and chairs everywhere and gravity seems to have weakened since I can float. I float from chair to chair. A man sitting at one of the chairs grabs me and makes me sit down. He gives me his phone number and says "Add me and don't forget to call, this i meant to be a sad story" I then float away. I wake up after that encounter.

All I remember is that I was sliding down this road. It was a very big slope so it was like a slide. Then the scene changes and I am with my friends. I throw a ball in a container and everyone starts to celebrate and I wake up.

Damn, this took a while to type. I had to shorten the second to last dream, since you know, I have to do human things in this humanistic planet we're on....like taking care of laundry, then studying for math midterm, and finishing up any Organic Chemistry Lab homework when I come back from the Laundromat.

Heh, had a dream about Laundromats....and since that came up twice in one night, I figure I should search a general dream meaning...and found dreams with laundromats are associated with trying to change your overall character, rejuvenation, enlightenment.....well I guess that's 95% right, considering I'm trying to see my difficulties and negativity in life in a different way that isn't going to cause a breaking point for me...

10.13.2012

Ryoma Echizen and Kevin Smith (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see Kevin Smith from "The Prince of Tennis" outside near a random house or apartment complex. The building itself consists of a very very VERY light sky blue color, and the window frames on the outside are bordered with white wood-like material. It seems Kevin Smith was doing something in order to get accepted into a team.

What the heck, Kevin's hair isn't blonde!! Whatever, only picture I can find with both of them, since I'm too lazy to post two separate pics.

I don't know for what purpose, but after he gets accepted ( I can't remember how), the dream shifts where Ryoma is trying to get into a team too outside. There's no one to try and prove anything to get int, it's just them alone. Ryoma gets accepted, but he doesn't seem too excited about the whole thing.

Then after he's gone, I think I'm near the side yard of the house doing something, but I forgot.

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10.13.2012

Code Lyoko Krabs (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This whole dream has that futuristic Sci-Fi theme to it, it's so apparent that it's a complete turn around from my waking life related random dreams. I can't recall too well on this, but I remember facing a Code Lyoko Krab (yes with a K), and I tore all four of its legs.

I did so (or maybe it was someone else, but it felt like I did it) by getting behind it and grabbing its two back legs and forming them into a V-shape together, and then somehow got the front legs to to form a V two along with the back legs. Maybe there was someone else helping, but it's hard to recall. I finally ripped out their legs, and head of the Krab tilts over and falls.

The Krab also seemed to be in the color range of violet or something of that nature. The dream shifts to where I feel like I'm a flight attendant, but like in the future. There's a simulation on a portable screen on the wall. It's essentially giving me a checklist of what I need to double check on to make sure the pilots are going to have a safe trip, and enough food to sustain themselves.

I had a feeling my mother became one of those future sci-fi pilots, and I was assigned to occupy her safety and additional equipment. The list is followed by a computer generated voice, and it did basic checks like what kind of food do I have in front of me, and if I have milk or something else.

I look down, and I see there' two candy bars, and I had the urge to just take them for myself. I think one bar was a Payday peanut caramel bar, and the other must've been a Twix that was half opened and contained in a silver wrapper material, and had warm colored font for the name "Twix," which I think was red.

I can't remember much after that.

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10.13.2012

Tactical Laundromat Shoot out! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Will I turn the knob to Permanent Press? Or will I put in a few more quarters to dry my clothes faster?!?!?!? Should I mix the whites with the colors and set them all to Cold?!?!?

FIND OUT below!!!!

I'm inside a laundromat, and there's maybe 4-5 rows of washers in front of me, on each side. The last rows on the left and right had a lot of dryers stacked up and down, and even all the way back from the rows in one long column.

There seemed to be some weird situation going on in the Laundromat, there were these mini-figures that were causing havoc on top of the Laundromat. I don't know why, but I just had the urge to pitch in and do some Tactical Laundromat Eradication of the Enemy....

Yeah...it's THAT random. It felt like a turn-based RPG game, where I would set out certain mini-futuristic figures on top of the huge washers, and hope that they can kill whatever "enemy" is on top. It felt awkward not knowing what's going on the top, because the washers are still too tall for me. So I just place my faith in my random selection of people with shotguns, machine guns, etc.

I think I'm doing this creation thing from my mind, and throwing them up on top of the washers. I hear some small shooting it seems I'm doing pretty well. In the mean time, it seems everyone but me is clueless on the whole matter, and I start to wonder if I'm schizo or something, because I'm hearing all these small sounds, and yet these people are moving like they're lifeless.

After a while, I can't remember what happens next, the small little shootings and sounds of the futuristic battle dies down, and I end up having a piece of shit on my hand. I'm not really shocked by this, I'm just focused on getting it off my hand and cleaning my hand. I don't know why I'm carrying shit on my hand, literally, but I am power walking, or jogging lighting around the Laundromat for some Water source with soap on the side.

The dream characters are still retarded and just have the weird facial expressions. I remember seeing a dark-skinned female who was about 6''5' and wore a pink vest. She was kind of overweight, but like in a good way. Because of her height, it seemed most of her weight was distributed properly, so it's hard to presume she really is overweight.

She also looked like she's in her 50s or higher, and yet still has an amazing body for her age. I think she ends up showing off her stomach to someone at some point, and it was flat, like six-pack abs flat.

I remember some huge Asian or Hawaiian guy wearing a Burnt Orange shirt near one of the washers. I don't know what I do with him, but I do know that I passed by him at one point where I had poop on my hand.

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10.13.2012

Baseball Bat Killer (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember things feeling overly dramatic in this dream, I'm trying to run away from someone is trying to kill other people with some form of club, bat, stick, etc. I end up seeing the other people get knocked out, or die from severe head concussions from the killer giving them hard blows with objects in his hands. I can't recall the killer's visage too well, but I do know he was in the form of a child.

I basically spend the dream running at random points, there's a lot of dream shifts, so I guess that there's a lot of gaps in my recall of this as well. Eventually the final part that I remember, someone, maybe me as well, ended up jumping these huge set of stairs and to the ground safely. The killer can't reach us, because he doesn't want to take that big of a jump.

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10.13.2012

Alyzarin makes Sexual DJ entry about me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm talking to Alyzarin on MSN Chat, I'm assuming, and then she states that she wrote a long sexual dj entry about me. She mentioned it involved her sitting on my face, and rubbing her ass back and forth on me.

I was like, lw43etuirwfode4er90dfowel45fowe9cvsdeioklr,edkfiw. @?!!@?E#?!$@RF....

I forget what happens next, and there were other things she mentioned that would be on the entry, but I rather not talk about them......

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10.13.2012

Riding a Skateboard, Sudevi, Laundromat Dryer of Ajna Chakra, Tran-sexual Store, Richard Cheese & Dancing, and Someone has a Mini-Heart Attack? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, it's one big clusterfuck of a dream! And wooohooo, I honestly thought I wasn't going to remember ANYTHING, but I guess the recall is coming naturally now. And I did a WBTB this time, and this dream occurs after the WBTB+WILD failed attempt. So GO me for recalling all this shit! WOOOHOOOO

How is it going to help me for math midterm? I don't know! But at least my memory is improving!!! So I guess that's a plus! I don't even know what I'm trying to say here................ANYWAY, on to the dream!!!

I'm at an area that looks like it's fairly busy, sort of like a mini-downtown New York, except that there's not a lot of apartments and houses apparent, just stores and restaurants that I didn't even take .000043 seconds to look at. The whole area is kind of dark, but the whole setting itself still portrays that it's at least morning or afternoon time.

I believe I'm wearing my brown leather jacket, and regular blue jeans. I can't tell what shirt I'm wearing, and it's kind of hard to see my face when I go in 3rd person view. I know it has to be me, I don't how, I just know. There's a lot going on, and it's hard to recall them all, since there's a lot of events coming in at once in this dream.

I end up going in first-person view, and I'm now riding a skateboard going on an uphill. I'm on a lane that seems to be of a different texture to the one left of me, like you know the extreme ends of a lane on a freeway have more abrasive texture to keep you aware that you're going off the lanes? Yeah it was like that, except, I didn't feel anything at all, I just knew this texture was different.

There was someone else with a skateboard to my right as well, but I felt that this lane that I'm on is too narrow for two people to be close together laterally instead of in a line. However, it doesn't seem to be a problem, because my skateboarding skills are like over 9,000.

There's a red car to the left of me that's getting close, and I think they're being careful not to get to close because they didn't want to risk getting any damages on their car or myself I presumed. It wasn't a problem for me at all, I felt as if I was going to get off the lane, but I managed to do some precise maneuvering.

After a while, the uphill slope gets higher and higher, and I naturally, out of nowhere, jump off the skateboard, and was able to get it decelerated enough to where it stops completely for me to pick it up. I think I was doing a tail drag, but I'm not really experienced with skateboarding terms, and the only time I rode a skateboard was when I had a Digimon skateboard when I was like 10 or even younger.

I pick up my skateboard, and I put it under my right arm. I have some difficulty doing this, since I tried to get the wheels from the front and back of the skateboard to not touch my brown leather jacket. It probably takes me 2-3 attempts to get the flat side under my arm, and I proceeded to go to the right at the peak of the uphill.

I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm just observing where I'm going. It seems that there's a bus shuttle that is coming soon, and I'm wondering if I should go ahead and take it, but again, I don't know where I'm going in this dream. The bus opens up in a weird way.

Instead of opening just one door, or an automated side door for those to exit from the back, the whole right side of the bus opens and lands on the ground. It doesn't touch the ground, so it's probably supported electronically. The bus stays there for a while, so I guess it has a 5 minute waiting period or something, just like for my University's bus loading zones.

What I mean is final stop for the buses to wait for 5 minutes or so before doing another run.

I look at the inside of this half opened bus, and I see a few familiar faces of people I've met in waking life. There's that one girl who dyed her hair red, and is still a but chunky near the stomach. She's wearing a really dark blue hoodie, and probably some type of denim dress skirt underneath.

I decided that I'm not going to get on the bus, since I don't know where the hell I'm going at this point. I end up going inside anyway somehow, and then I realized....WHERE AM I GOING TO STOP AT???

There's some random man in the bus to the left of me I believe that tells me that I should check for the bus stop numbers. I do so, since any kind of direction in this dream would help. I eventually find one bus stop sign that looks a lot like my University's sign. The number for the bus was "05" on the sign, and I presumed this is the same but I'm on.

Then when I looked at the random stores and restaurants passing by, I saw a Laundromat, and something quickly triggers into my mind that...oooh, I have to go to the laundromat!

But why? I have no bag of clothes to wash and dry....

I just let myself go with it, and waited until the bus arrives near the stop at the laundromat. I get off, and there's a dream shift where I'm in a dark area. It seems some people are fixing up this random place. I see two females together preparing some kind of wood glue, and I carefully walk over these spots of glue, since I didn't want to waste their efforts of doing so in the first place.

I try to find the near light, no matter how less dim it would be compared to the rest of this dark area. I go towards the exit, or outside actually, and I meet Sudevi, the mystic that has a YouTube channel.

I get closer, and it really is her! In the most minimum value, a projection of her, but a vivid and nice one at least! I told her that I've seen some videos of her (I actually watched about 2 yesterday of her for the first time), and how cool it was to finally get to meet her her. I don't think I declared how excited I was to meet her in a dream, just her being "here," which is probably that biggest "piss me off moment" for not being able to do a reality check in this dream.

She seems to be a bit shy towards me, probably shocked that I'm exerting so much effort into portraying my amazement of her personality on the videos I watched her on. I presumed she owned the Laundromat in here, or at least is a frequent customer.

I asked her, stuttering for a little bit, maybe 3 seconds (paraphrasing here),

"How much does it cost to use a washer and dryer?"

She responds by declaring in a questioning tone, and I mean that I couldn't tell if she was saying it in jest or being earnest about it,

"The dryer isn't operable because of its Ajna chakra." I take a moment to absorb all of this, and I just stand there looking puzzled. She then puts on a smile, and I realized she's just joking around. She's probably one of the more lively dream characters with a sense of humor, which is why she kind of made me stumble a bit when she stated the joke.

I look at some area in front of us, and I looked up to find a sign that stated, "Tranny Women" something something. I think it was like a hangout for Tran-sexual Women, but the derogatory term kind of turned me off a bit. Then out of the blue, I told Sudevi that I have a fetish for Transgenders and essentially Post-op Transsexual females (MTF).

*cough* *cough* *cough* *COUGH* MOVING ALONG........No comment.

The sign was in white rectangular form, and the font was dark blue for the name of the area, and there's an image of those pictures of silhouette women you see on a car front or something like that.

For some weird reason, this area feels like Hawaii, or maybe it's related to the environment in a video I watched of Sudevi with tropical trees, gray clouds that are actually a beauty to see, and having a calm atmosphere.

She then looks at me with a neutral facial expression of questioning, probably to see if I'm returning the favor with the humor, but I was actually being serious with her. So after that conversation killer, I just declared,

"Ahh....I probably shouldn't have said that huh.........."

I find something random to say to distract her, but can't remember what...there I go again, being serious...and then having to do something stupid to distract people...I swear this habit of mine in a dream is kind of scary.

What if I said, "I love it when women put their ass cheeks on my face and rub it back and forth." And then try to change the obviously TMI awkward conversation with some random joke like, "Why is 8 afraid of 7?"

*sigh*

She's wearing the outfit I put above, but I think it's mostly a green shirt or transparent dress with a red collar instead. After her little joke with the Dryer with a bad Ajna Chakra, she tells me the price for using a washer and dryer.

"It's $2.00 for the washer and $1.00 for the dryer."

For some odd reason, I thought that the pricing was outrageous, and asked her how much can the washer contain. She stated that it can take a big load, and the dryer the same, but just a bit smaller.

Then I came back to my senses and stated,

"Oh, it's just like the laundromat at my University....okay." and I tell her my thanks and left, probably to somehow magically find a bag of my laundry that I didn't have with me AT all in this dream.

I wished I could've hanged around her a bit more. I know she's mostly likely just a projection of Sudevi, but she had the potential to be someone I could REALLY talk too...despite it essentially being a projection of myself in a vague way. Her sense of humor that shocked me is what entices me still when I'm recalling this dream. Okay enough of that slightly romantic attraction for a DC.


The dream shifts, and it seems I'm either in the same laundromat, but with bright light sources, or a different one. There's a few Indian people coming in, and they all have Black trash bags stuffed with clothes or something like that.

I remember that on my left, there's a fairly taller Indian man who is pretty skinny. He's wearing a dark blue sweater type of jacket, and regular long jeans. He seems to be taking out of his black trash bag some candy and other random stuff. I think the other people started doing the same, but I can't recall if they were taking out candy as well.

The dream shifts again where my father comes into the laundromat, but here's the thing, he doesn't LOOK like my father at all, and yet I still had the conviction that he is my father.....

He starts singing like Richard Cheese, here's a video below of his voice.

I get attracted to this man's voice (not the guy mind you), and I didn't have any awareness of the name of the voice this supposed father of mine is doing an impression of until I texted Alyzarin this morning.

He starts augmenting the tone of his voice, and I can't remember what the song was about, but it obviously altered the environment in the Laundromat from a white light atmosphere to one of a vibrant orange light.

The dream shifts where I see Calvin from Tyler Perry's "House of Payne" wearing a brown leather jacket, and brown leather long pants. He's doing some weird dance moves with someone, and I'm not sure if that's even dancing.

It's just sticking out his legs and arms in random positions....


After a while, dream shifts again, and I see Ryoma Echizen from prince of tennis.

At first, I see his legs, then it pans over to his torso and then his face. He's just standing there, and I think he's looking at me or someone else. Behind him, I see a blur of someone, and it looks like Nanjiro Echizen, his father.

Nanjiro Echizen is wearing his default clothing in the series, which is just a simple black samurai type of robe (after all, he is referred to as a Samurai in Tennis in the series). Ryoma Echizen suddenly grabs the right side of his top torso, and is holding on to it very tightly.

It seems he's having a heart attack, but he's grabbing on the wrong side....maybe just a reflex for him to touch the closest area on his chest?

Anyway, he falls down slowly, and Nanjiro notices he is falling, and quickly comes over to him.

After that, that's all I can remember. I think that same scene at the end of this long ass dream is an association when Nanjiro was trying to rescue his son from possibly drowning in the OVA episode 24 or 25 I believe.

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10.13.2012

Runescape Waterbirth Island Dungeon Running (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see a runescape character wearing a Proselyte torso and legs, along with some kind of Pope like hat with a layer that conceals his face. It was basically a white helm with gold linings on the side with a long point going upwards.

He is also wielding an Arcane Spirit Shield, except the Arcane Sigil (white thing) isn't on it at all, and a Staff of Light as well.

I don't know if it's me controlling him, but they're running inside the Waterbirth Island Dungeon.

Heh, reminds me when I used to Tribrid solo Dagannoth Kings before....fun times....

I had a dream last night about playing Sims 3. For some reason, the game was able to fast-forward really far (not fast-forward as in the highest speed; it actually skipped a whole ton of days). After it fast-forwarded, one of my Sims was old, and there was this random ghost woman going around turning everyone into ghosts.

One other Sim asked, "What happened to my Alex?!" (referring to the one who was now old). I (as in my Simself) just hugged her, glad that she was okay and not old and/or a ghost.

In the next dream, I was in this building with some girl, and we had to find this old guy who reminded me of Walt Disney for some reason. We had to go all the way downstairs, probably down to the bottom floor. We ended up going down many, MANY flights of stairs, and I woke up before we even got close to the bottom.

I woke up from that dream but soon fell asleep again. I had to go to the Girl Scout store with Cherise, a leader I kind of know from a troop in our service unit. She didn't look the same as she does IWL, though. Instead of going to the newer store, we went to the older one, which is further away (I've only been to the new one a couple times, so my subconscious probably picked the other one because it's more familiar).

We had to hurry to get there before it closed, because it apparently closed at 6 PM, and it was almost 6 when we pulled into the parking lot. When we went inside, I remember thinking about the previous two dreams and what I would write in my dream journal. Oh, also, when we got inside, we had to climb a bunch of stairs to get to the shop (the Girl Scout shop isn't the only thing in that building IWL, but it's on the first floor, so I'm not sure why we had to go up stairs in the dream).

I think it's kind of funny how I have a dream about going down stairs followed by a dream about going up stairs.

Last night I had a dream I was filling out a questionaire about my cats. I was writing about their ages and such. I also had a dream I was at a work event and I had a nose piercing. Without the piercing in the hole was huge! There were also carnival rides at this event and I didn't want to go on anything that was too high up.

In another part of my dream I remember helping my grandmother who's in a wheelchair into her shower. She had a white futuristic wheelchair in this dream. I also remember seeing a secret door in her house that led to know where it just hid a bunch of jars that she had. She said she was pickling eggs and stuff over the winter.

My family and I keep flying on airplanes to a lot of different places and there are pretzel sticks on the airplane. Even though it's a commercial flight, there aren't any seats on the plane and it's more like a small room with a few windows and it's just us.

Later, Alex and I are lumberjacks and we're reading up a lot about the health benefits of being a lumberjack and the physiological benefits of being a lumberjack. Him and his friend obviously end up cutting down more trees than I do. Later a bunch of the trees are floating down the river like they were transported in the olden days and I said to Alex something about how, think about it, we cut down all of those trees! Then he gets really angry and says that /he/ cut down all of those trees and I argued that I helped, and of course I can't cut down as much as him because I'm so weak.

Later, Chelsea, Kayla(?) and I are in the cabin living room and there's a giant GIANT ant mount that also has bees and honeycombs dotted around it. I pointed out some bees that would fly to a honeycomb, eat until they were bloated with honey, and then fly back into the mound. I think someone called me stupid because I pointed it out.

Later, it's morning and Dad asks me if I slept on the couch. I say, "no.. no.. yes," like it's something to be ashamed of.

At some point, FAQ_man entrusted me with a piece of red paper that was very precious to him and one of the only things left from his parents (apparently there wasn't much left from them because he was a lumberjack and lumberjacks had to stay strong and not have many mementos from their parents) I put it on this little pedestal thing on the bar beside the fridge, but when I came back from other parts of the dream, it was gone, and I panicked because it was the only one, and I had to search around a lot on the dusty dirty gross floor underneath the bar and fridge until I found it, and then I decided that I would make some copies (but I woke up before I could).

I am on a school bus with the band and we are traveling somewhere and D tells me that this is where a statue of him is at. I ask why a statue of him was here and he said that he doesn't know that it was here when he came here before. He then says that underneath or in this statue is a chamber and that me and him were going to consummate there after band.

The dream skips and now we are back on the bus after I was yelled at by our instructor for getting off of it. We are riding back the way we came and I look at Deandre and he has mini demon horns protruding from his forehead and he was laughing.

I am on a ship moving through a city in India through a canal. My view then switches to third person of another ship in the canal. It is small and white and it moves very fast. It continues does the canal until it reaches a building that the canal,runs through. They enter the building and all of the people jump off who are all woman. They run up the saris onto the second floor and they become frightened of some of the people there. They run out of the mall into a parking lot where they break down in tears. Over the hill to the left of me there is a huge green statue of somebody visible.

J is over the house with his annoying little friends and I am the only one home to look after them. They then after a long time of screaming and yelling go outside to our neighbor's house.

I am relieved. My dad then comes home and asks where Joshua is at, even though I know he had to pass all those kids just to get home. I say that he's next door and he tells me to go get him because it's late.

I get up and exit the house I walk a few ways through the lawn and yell at Joshua to come back in the house.

I am in the back of what I think is a train car. I am surrounded by some other people, who some I actually know, in ripped clothes and bags full of stuff.

A guy to the left of me begins telling us his story on how he got to where he is now. The conversation continued when L tells his story on how he ran away from his parents and has been a nomad ever since.

The dream skips and now we are tryin to get trash into a little blue trash car a bit of ways away. L throws his bag and it hits the car causing it to spin out of control but the driver gives us a thumbs up saying that he was okay.

FYI before I get into this dream too far, this one was so awesome and personal to me... I am only going to write down a general outline of it.

The first thing I remember is that I was standing on a dam between a lake and these huge, open plains. It was sunset and the sky was a beautiful red with some clouds. However, I somehow learned that the world was about to end, that very night, due to a huge meteor that was going to strike the Earth. I went to see who had caused this and when I found them, they said there was nothing they could do. Ready to accept my fate, I went back to this lake and just waited for the inevitable, deciding to be at peace by just relaxing in the sunset by this lake. However, right before the meteor hit, I became lucid for a couple of seconds. Intead of seeing this as the end, I saw it as a way to accomplich my dream goals. Maybe... if I concentrated enough... when this meteor hit... I.. could... meet.. them...BAM! The meteor hit before I could concentrate on creating a new scene for after everything was destroyed. My lucidity was lost although I was still aware that I needed to find them, I wasn't really aware enough to figure out a creative solution.

Anyways, after the meteor hit I ended up at this strange hotel place. I could remember that they should be there if I just kept looking. I frantically began running as fast as I could go throughout the entire place, but no luck. Eventually, I ended up heading outside to this huge market area that was very nice and relaxing, well, if it hadn't been destroyed by this meteor. The strange thing was... it seemed like I had been the only survivor and the whole world was wiped out, but I managed to survive. Anyways, an immense sadness overcame me as I walked through this destroyed market. I couldn't help but stop and grieve for all the lost sould who, an hour before, had been part of this thriving market area. I also feared, that since it appeared I was the only survivor, the one I was looking for had probably been lost as well. I simply sat down and began weeping.

I then had one of the most intense flashbacks of my life. It went back about 6 years. I would of been about 10 I think and I was strolling through this same market area. It was so beautiful and peaceful. Everyone was just strolling about, buying this, looking at that. Then in the flashback, the one I was searching for appeared. Although I had never met them, they came over to me. Then we went about through this market and spent a very nice day together. This all occurred in the flashback. When it was over, I rose from weeping and pondered the flashback. I was still somewhat aware at this point, although I felt utterly hopless being able to actually find them in the dream. I was still awestruck however at how wonderful the flashback had been. Although it was more like watching a movie, it really inspired me that it would still happen, although maybe not in this dream. I then proceeded through the ruined marketplace, feeling a very intenst mixed emotion of being extremely sad and still hopeful at the same time. Sometime during my walk, I woke up and recorded the dream. When I woke up, I had tears in my eyes and I was breathing very heavily. I felt so amazing though, like... i don't know, it was just one of those dreams that makes you feel amazing for an entire week.

I am now very hopeful for my next dream that it will happen.