non-lucid

Well, I ended up smoking a small amount of weed yesterday to see if I could do it without anxiety, which I did. And luckily it was early enough that it didn't really blunt my recall at all, it actually feels like it made my dreams a bit more detailed.

#1 - The Sandwich Haunts Me

I was in a bedroom with the lights out in a house at night with K and a couple of random people I don't recognize from real life. We're talking about going to a club or something, and a girl walks in and starts telling K and I about some really strong acid that's going around, I don't remember what she said about it but she gave some description of visuals that one kid had off of it which I'm pretty sure were not that amazing but really impressed us at the time. I really thought about getting some, but in the end I told her I don't trip anymore so at the most I'd probably roll (take ecstasy) or something. We start talking about smoking weed (not actually planning to do it or anything, just talking about it) and then it's revealed that one of the people there I don't recognize is an undercover cop and lights start flashing. I get up and run into the hallways of what turns out to be a really big and beautifully designed house. People all around me are disposing of drugs and evidence while the cops get ready to raid us, and I run out to the backyard where it's apparently daytime and there are lots of people just kind of hanging around and in the pool, not really saying or doing anything. I wandered around there for a bit until I just kind of forgot about the cops and went back inside.

I walk past a guy who's hitting on a girl by telling her some psychedelic trip report story that I (apparently) told him after reading it online. I go in another room and sit down next to some guy who asks me why I look annoyed, and I pull out a small piece of bread and pretend to be using it to text the guy who was hitting on the girl. Also, wherever I touch the bread there's a red mark which at the time I thought of as "raspberry stains". Eventually I was mad at myself for coming up with such a terrible lie and just tore the bread in half an offered half of it to the guy. He tells me how I had successfully taught him to sing like a girl but lately, after the thing with the cops and some jokes at his expense, he wasn't able to anymore. I felt sad and wanted to teach him again. ... While he's telling me this there's also a Powerpoint slide of a wesbite page or something covering half of my vision that listed some information about singing and had an image of the sky as its background. As we're eating the bread my vision suddenly turns third-person and we're watching a Spanish version of The Office. It skips around a lot while people are talking which gives it a very strange and surreal feeling, and it starts focusing on a woman who works in the office but is apparently also a hooker by night and pregnant, and her water breaks while she's walking to someone's desk. Meanwhile, even though I'm not really in my own body at this point, I can hear myself in the background talking to some guy whose job is apparently to redub the US version of The Office.

Suddenly the dream skips forward to me being back at home and my mom making breakfast for me. She started with making bacon strips, and after that she was making some french toast sandwiches, which were literally just half-bread (triangular) sandwiches made with french toast and some unknown ingredients in between them and drenched in syrup, and they looked AMAZING. I never got to eat them, though. Oh well....

#2 - Seizure Radio

It was nighttime, and I was in a bed with my parents, this guy I used to see now and then named S, and this girl A I went to public school with. It was around 4 AM and S kept talking loudly, I told him to shut up so my parents could sleep but he wouldn't stop, so I went out into the kitchen to get a drink of water. I was thinking about texting A about S while I was out there, but then I noticed a strange shadow in the hallway. I slowly walked over to it, then everything got really fast and glitchy and I started making these "vrrrrrrt" sounds over and over again, and I float into my parents' bedroom where I realize that my mom is holding me. I ask her what's wrong and she says she asked me if I was alright and my response was "You'll know once I'm on the seizure radio!" which I don't remember at all. That made me freak out, which woke me up.

Aaah that sandwich... if only I could have stayed in the dream long enough to eat it. >.< I need to have another lucid so I can summon it and taste its glory!

02.07.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Loool, my recall was super crap. I woke up 10 minutes before the alarm started around 4:30 AM. I was sooo tired, that I was too lazy to set up the FIELD method to record the mouse holding.

Eh...at least I remembered something, no matter how small and useless it may be.

Dream 1:

I was in a line with some lady, we're not together, just waiting for something. I waited for whatever it is and I think I stay in that line because the amount of food I have isn't odd enough...

Dream 2:

Doing something.....DAMN IT I CAN'T REMEMBER

Ghost trains:
I was walking outside at night together with 2 other people on a railroad, it looked pretty deserted and I didn't see anything except for the rails, the night sky and the stones on the ground.
There were ghost trains driving, after avoiding one which came from behind one of the dudes balancing on the rail got "hit" by another ghost train approaching is from the front, while the train went through him we told him to go off the rail but he kept on walking without reaction and empty eyes until the train passed.

City escape:
I remember being on a street with lots of people around, I think I was coming out of a building behind me, 3 persons in particular tried to kill me with Gatling’s but I managed to close in on one of them and to force them to lay their Gatling’s down, and after ensuring having enough space I made run for it, the 3 dudes following me with wrenches. I was running through an unknown city so I randomly guessed the best way to escape, and right as I approached a dead end I got support from my friends-in-mission (something like that), and later I remember somehow talking to them in a car.

Spoiler for Random Naughtiness (Mild Sexual Content):

I was together with a girl in a room on a bed and for some reason I asked her whether we'd have fun, and she told me that the game would decide (it was a random moving bar in my HUD). At some point the bar stopped changing and the result was apparently yes so she started to get rid of some clothes (as did I but we both still had underwear). She already seemed to be in the right mood but I got closer to her and pushed myself against her, stroking and prodding her a bit, which made her give me a really horny look. No fun though as the dream ended at that point.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A man who was probably in his late forties was having me house-sit for him. The man was probably rich. He had a pretty big apartment in Manhattan. He seemed gay, and his face looked a little soft and worn out.

The man showed me around his apartment. The apartment seemed like it could have been in an old building. But it seemed to be in a new building, or at least to be surrounded by a lot of new buildings.

But even though the apartment was big and nice, it was really messy. There was clutter everywhere. Nothing was organized. Everything was so packed together. It didn't seem like a very comfortable place to live.

I walked around the apartment with and without the man. The apartment had two halves, like two wide, narrow rectangles. There must have been more rooms. But the rectangles were wide enough already to give the apartment a lot of space.

At one point I walked through a kitchen. There was a bunch of old garbage in the sink. There was even something that looked like a dead pigeon. It looked all wet and gross, like it was starting to rot. But somehow I determined that the pigeon was a fake pigeon, like a stuffed animal. Since it had never been alive, I thought, it couldn't die and rot.

A little while later I must have thought I was by myself, even though I didn't think the man had gone on his trip yet. I kept looking out the windows of the apartment. There were windows everywhere. I was worried that people would look in and see me, especially while I was doing something gross, like masturbating.

I also worried that some of the man's friends would find that I was house-sitting. I worried that the people would look down on me and make it known to me somehow that they disapproved of the man allowing some low person like myself to house-sit for him.

I may have considered cleaning up the man's house. I may also have considered masturbating. But now the man woke up. I could see him sitting up on a huge but sparse and dishevelled bed in a room full of yellow light. The man and I walked around the house again.

I was now with my brother. We were in a cafeteria on the first floor of the apartment building -- like the building was a new, enormous apartment building or office building. We were getting some food for the man.

My brother then got some food for himself, as the man had told him. I'd also been told to get some food. But I didn't really want anything. But rather than have anybody worry about me, I just decided to get something. But whatever it was I got, I knew it was such junk food that the man and my brother would ridicule me for it.

Dream #2

A boy, maybe five or six years old, stood before me. His back was to me. He only wore a pair of white underwear. It was planned that the boy and I would have sex. But I didn't want to. I didn't want to get in trouble for having sex with a child, and I didn't want to have sex with a male.

But the boy was a part of the whole plan. He was going to make me have sex with him The boy began fondling me and then moving up against me.

The boy was moving his backside so that he was directing me into him. All this time I hoped I'd find my way under his backside and into a vagina, discovering that the boy was actually a girl, so I wouldn't have to be with a boy. But it didn't happen. And, in spite of myself, I was feeling really aroused.

Dream #3

I was with my mom and sister in a car. We had gone to some bookstore. The bookstore was the first branch of a very small chain. The second branch was closing down. So we were visiting the original store to see how it was doing.

But for some reason only my mom went in. It seemed like she was taking a really long time in the store. So I decided to go inside and see what she was doing.

The store was kind of big, but really dingy. The light was a white, fluorescent light. The floors and shelves were grey and old. The place looked more like an old video store than a bookstore.

I found myself in some section selling videos. There was a poster of a bunch of grotesque imagery that I thought was scenes out of a horror film. But it turned out to be a poster for the video Faces of Death. It may actually have been for Faces of Death III.

I now understood that these images were of actual people, dying in really gross ways. Some of the people looked like their bodies and heads were melted. Others were decapitated. Others had gigantic holes gouged through their bodies.

I looked around me. This section was filled with nothing but snuff films and posters for snuff films. I wasn't terribly grossed out. But I decided to get out of the area.

I walked up a small staircase to the back half of the store. The place seemed to be empty, except for a few pieces of exercise equipment, which also seemed to be on sale.

I saw an older, kind of fat man with grey hair, tinted eyeglasses, and a black t-shirt standing somewhere, maybe reflected in a mirror wall. I felt like he would have done something bad to me if I'd gotten close to him. So I turned around and headed out of the store.

As I exited the store I realized that this place was closing down, just like the second branch had closed down. The whole chain of bookstores must have been going out of business. Everything in the store was on sale for clearance prices -- even the exercise equipment.

I was then back in the car with my mom and sister. My mom was driving away. We were heading out of a small parking lot and onto a small road that wound in between two tight, forested hills. My mom and I spoke about how the bookstore chain was shutting down.

For the first time I was speaking with my girlfriend on the telephone (though I do it constantly IRL it never happened in dreams before), and the whole time I slowly walk through my room. Looking out of the window I see an really beautiful landscape with grassy hills right in front of my house, an awesome deep blue and clear sky and huge snowy mountains just barely to be seen on the horizon, all the colors far more vivid than in reality. I said that I wanted to take a picture so I kept exploring through my room in search of my camera (I don't have one but I was searching for a specific camera I once had) and find that there is some shelf under my bed where I see an old mp3-player (one that's unfortunately broken). My girlfriend told me about a new friend of hers called Lisa (not actually true) and I noticed I have a fridge in my room (very similar to the actual one in the kitchen) and it felt like there was a second one as well. I opened it and brought some things into order, like some chocolate bars of which I tried one, and talked about one of these things to my girlfriend as well who said she did put it in there for when she's here next time (it was some strange strawberry stuff).

dream : comments : lucid

31st of January, 2012

This was a big one. Lots of fun and really detailed. The plotline even managed to remain pretty consistent throughout.

Something about Ghost Whisperer/Medium and being on big puffy cushions in a forest lead to...

Dad going for a run with the dog. I watched him from the balcony and as he emerged from behind a bush, he was being chased by a cop who shot at him. I ran after him and somehow, doing that, found out that there was a series of raunchy photos leaked of a celebrity.

Facebook was going wild over the news and they were being called the $5billion pictures.

I said it was ridiculous that anyone would care that much about just some random’s celebrity sex photos.
As it came to pass, I eventually saw said photos and in looking at them was magically transported to the event.

It was at a party.
The famous girl, who was now the chick from Secret Diary of a Call Girl (I’ve never watched any of these shows by the way, I don’t know why they’re in my dreams!) was about to go down on some guy. They were doing all the necessary prep things and then he abruptly fell asleep!
I said I wasn’t sleepy but she didn’t seem interested in me. At that point, her friend came in and said “didn’t you say she was just another chick anyway?” to which I acted all shocked and began saying nice things such as “charming” and “enchanting to look at” etc.

Eventually she seemed impressed with my lingo and we started to kiss but then the guy woke up and got all aggro.
Somehow in the commotion the girl bumped her mouth and ran into the bathroom. The guy started getting rough and I bested him then pulled a rock-star pose.

I went into the bathroom and saw that she was bleeding and I gathered up four teeth that she’d lost (dream sign much?)
We went into the kitchen where I was looking for my phone but her friend had confiscated it. I imagine so that I didn’t tell my friends that I was hangin’ with celebs. Eventually she told me where it was hidden and I must’ve left.

The next little while was me being generally cool and harbouring this cool secret, then there was a massive bus crash with a car involved and I went out to help.
That part was really vivid and quite scary. All night time-y and explosionful.

I realised none of my team were wearing our fire fighter clothes so we went to get changed.

In the change room an odd thing happened where the dream to that point was recounted in cartoon form and ended in a ballroom where I now found myself surrounded by the sleep-guy and his friends.
We got into a fight and I beat them then managed to talk to friends into calming down.
Just as I did, one of them started peeing all over the place and aiming at me, but I grabbed his dong and made him whizz on himself and his friends instead and then I ran away.

In the hall I bumped into the sleep-guy (who had transformed appearances several times by this stage) but quickly just picked him up and slammed him on his head.
I left and got on a bus where he tried to follow me but was stopped.
We went through a drive through bottle shop/car wash where a girl recognised me as Star coz of the pose I’d pulled, which actually had something to do with a rash the sleep-guy had that looked like a star. I talked to her briefly then we drove off.

As we left, I got a message from the guy saying he wanted to meet up and sort it out but it was obviously a setup as he wanted my credit card details as well as telling me I could leave my car with his chauffeurs.

At this little shop area there was a bunch of celebrity gossipers and a dating guide woman who started talking to me and asking how successful my week had been. I played it coy and said “...alright.”
At that point the celebrity girl walked past with a male friend and the woman started taking photos. I pretended not to recognise them, then another celebrity walked past and the dating woman told me to leave by walking past him so she could get a photo.

I obliged then rethought that I was way cooler than she knew, so I went back in where she was now talking to him and walked out the back door. Hanging out the door were a big group of people including Stew and Sean and they were all on acid. I spoke to them briefly and they were all being really weird then they became Colin, Jon Lee and Jono and I told them I had the best secret in the world but couldn’t tell them what it was.

Nooks’ alarm went off as I was about to meet up with celeb girl again and was devising some kind of weird prank to play on her.

dream : comments : lucid

29th of January, 2012

This was a difficult one to comprehend. At the time it was really elaborate and at one point I said “Man, this should be a movie!” but in recounting it, it became a bit convoluted and the timeline seemed to rewind in on itself.

Anyway.

I was at an old Hungry Jack’s (Burger King for Americans) and the woman took aaaaaaaaaaages to make my burger then ended up dropping it on the floor anyway.

Shortly after that, it came to pass that I was to be killed.

Nooks was having a baby that was going to forever change the course of history or something and the government were spying on us with satellites.
I told her that this had happened before (weird dream spiral- sometimes I talk about dreams in dreams as if they’ve happened previously) and I hid in her garden to prove it. At that point, a black SUV drove past and I knew that shit was about to get real.

An agent came up to us and showed us pictures of us taken from space and told me I could end all the suffering by just letting them kill me. He went to show another picture to some guy but I told the guy not to look at it because without seeing them he could at least believe it wasn’t true.
A big fight broke out between me and the agent and I ended up pinning him against a wall with a table crushing his neck. I released him just as he was about to die and finally, defeated, agreed that they could kill me in my sleep as long as they did it quickly.

I was in something like a beach front fortress at night.

It was a beautiful night with stars, clouds, and moonlight. The fortress was more like a palace built to withstand an army. It was made of a radiant blue-ish steel. It didn't seem ancient: it was clean and well kept.

I do not remember the details of this portion of the dream unfortunately. I was a guest; and honored for my mystical abilities. I have vague visuals of being escorted through halls and warm chambers and generally feeling delighted to be there. I recall I was asked by the "kings messenger" to help avert a crisis if I possibly could.

I was informed: Tsunami's were coming that night and they wanted to know if I would be able to do anything about it... --I felt confident that I could.

I was taken to a huge half-open metallic chamber that nearly met the ocean and sat directly on the beach. Waves would crash inside the chamber so that it was an area like an enclosed private alcove. I was left alone. I started to consider how I could affect the massive wave best. I started to use lucid logic...

I can't just stop that much water directly. I have to use the energy from the wave against itself. (Almost word for word the thoughts running through my head.) I saw a moonlight wave bulging up near the horizon. I lifted by hands and clenched my fists as if to grab the underside of the wave. It quickly swelled up higher than 100ft: then I released, as if I was dropping the wave at the horizon. The tsunami disbanded. A tiny wave shot towards the beach and wet my feet.

Another one was coming rapidly.

This time I felt like I had the hang of it. As the ocean bulge reached the horizon, I grabbed the air with both hands, and threw it up like I was shaking out a sheet. The tsunami wave shot into the clouds: when it reached full height several claps of lightening erupted from the clouds and arched into the wave, and under the water, and thunder sounded.

Once again a tiny wave rushed in and gently splashed my bare toes.

A third wave came. I handled it the same as the second, but this time there were thick forks of lightening colored pinkish. It was spectacular. --Before the third wave rolled in completely: -I woke up.

I don't recall being openly lucid. Although I categorize this as semi-lucid because I seemed to have working techniques for manipulating my dreams. As if this is a normal part of my waking abilities. I have caught myself flying dodge all number of things in dreams, and not get lucid thinking that I could "just do that."

Note: This is my 3rd dream involving lightening bolts on Dream Views, and my 2nd dream involving a Tsunami.

#4

Long vivid dream about driving around dirt roads looking for something.. Ended up in a hippie establishment looking place with a bunch of other cars driving around.

Was walking outside somewhere resembling a hippie establishment. Realized I was dreaming for no particular reason and attempted to continue walking but got extremely excited at the prospect of my first LC and it faded out and I woke up.

Myself and two girls, whom I feel are my sisters, (I do not have any sisters is real life) are at what seems to be my elementary school at night. The ground is under a thick layer of water, roughly 2-3 feet high (75-110 cm). A play fight/war involving water powers and water balloons between two factions of students is occurring. I am ducked behind some walls and suddenly the sisters come to my side to help, we talk about our situation. Suddenly a black/purple butterfly comes near the area, it is what feels like my mother (It is not actually my mom but it is the closest feeling I can describe, she has long black hair {My mom has blonde mid-length hair}. The butterfly morphs into a more human figure and also begins helping in the water wars. Water is parted and the opposite side loses, by what rules, I have no idea! After being aided by these 3 girls we all run out of the area; the water has cleared from the ground and I pass the classroom where I was taught in 5th and 6th grade. As we exit, I see that my 2 sisters and mother have changed shape. 1 sister becomes a bug, like a roach,beetle, or ladybug. The other sister is also some variant of bug. The mom is back to being a butterfly I think. I don't change but instead keep up by skipping backwards, calmly keeping pace, almost like dancing. I nearly step on one sister. The moon is out (It has been throughout the dream and it shines like an almost ethereal, full white moon). As we exit school via a staircase that is connected to the school, 1 sister (younger?) darts up the street, turning a right at the end of the street. My other sister and I follow up to the next entrance of the school (which is at the top of the next street, rather than where we exited). The younger sister is standing there alone and in tears. She is encompassed by a red aura that affects even the sky around us. This aura feels sadistic and I see that she has what appears to be a billhook. The older sister and myself are not afraid but rather melancholic and understanding, we comfort her and the younger sister accepts it. The scene (not necessarily dream) changes and our lives seemingly pass in an almost movie like montage. We are in a hot-spring. The mom is there but I have trouble focusing in on her. The 2 sisters and I watch each other and keep close and embrace tightly (in a kinship kinda way)...Suddenly credits out of no where!!! Some credits like you would see at the end of a movie pop out and my perception is no longer 1st person but rather watching the credits and a still-frame of myself and the sisters. The credits appear to be either Chinese or Japanese...I wake up as they end.

I remember hanging out with this girl...i think there was a lot of dv members there. The area seemed dark...maybe it was a bar. For some reason her so called friends were making fun of her for hanging out with me...or at least that what I got out of it from what I could over hear. We headed to another section of the bar, and I think i remember something about that girl, and another one were about to hop up on the bar and dance. They wanted me to do that, but I told them it's sort of a girl only thing. I remember Busta Rhymes coming out into the center of the bar. He started rapping and the mic was messed up. no no no.....He didn't know the lines to his song. So he gave the mic to me. I started free styling for a bit, and then he came back saying he wanted to battle rap me.


I also had a dream where I just got home, and two of my tires (which i just had replaced in the dream) were flat. My nephew was at my house and he was trying to get a replacement tire for his truck. I think I went out in the back yard and played a little basketball too.

Post College

I was 30 and in the dream that's when I graduated out of college. No matter how many times I did the math of semesters, that's who it always came out. Not that I had messed up but that that was how it was supposed to work and that everyone graduated at this time. I had a long talk with my mom and my cousin about this and I was shocked that not more people truly knew about this and why was 30 not the new 24 and that we really need to do something about that. after the conversation me and y cousin skated out of there and I kept thinking to my self that mow that I was thirty I had to start making the most of it because it seemed that I had wasted most of my college years away. Also, a lot of people were slipping on the cement sidewalk, I assumed it was because it was wet but it looked pretty dry. I should've thought about that.

It is just a fragment of a dream, so it wont be too long.

I was in a long line at a store that wasn't like any store around where I live. I looked at the far end of the line and I saw many DC's there. Some looked like they were regular DC's, but others were outlined in blue. The ones that were in blue are some that I felt like I should know, and that they were real people even though it was a dream.

February 6, 2012
Overall, a pretty disappointing night . I could only remember one dream when I got up and even that was pretty lame- only a few dream fragments. Anyway, here's what I have:

I can't recall much but I remember it was about the hunger games. I believe that I was Katniss Everdeen and that I was participating in the events. I remember seeing a scene like I was floating above- watching Katniss being carried away by a crowd... Well that's all I can remember :/

Well this turned out to be a pretty long night, I guess my brain was making up for me not remembering anything yesterday. :O I had a good deal more of those hypnagogic delirium things where I start to go into a dream before I actually fall asleep but then snap out of it at the last second, so I'm just going to list those as HI instead of individual dreams with titles for the sake of ease.

HI - I was standing in front of a refrigerator with the door open, and there was a bunch of beer and a gray (with darker gray stripes) kitten inside of it. :3 The kitten was holding on to some yellowish beer in the main part of the fridge, but I went to grab a dark beer on the inside of the door that was in some weird rectangular vial-like bottle. But then after I pick it up the kitten latches on to it and tries to take it from me, awwwww. X3

HI - All I remember about this one is being back by the windows in our kitchen and there were water bottles hanging from the ceiling.

#1 - Obstacle Course

I'm on some playground-like structure at the end of an obstacle course. I'm supposed to have completed a certain set of objectives to be able to warp to the next course, but apparently I didn't and the way back is blocked so I have to take the other exit and go all the way back to the start. There was a very clear plot here, but upen the dream ending I had TWO false awakenings wherein I tried to get down as many details about the dream as possible, and by the time I actually did wake up I had forgotten most of it. (I also remember now that in the false awakenings there was the sound of someone snoring really loud, was there someone in bed next to me?? >.>)

#2 - Love Games

I had a crush on someone and I knew that I had to have done a certain set of things correctly to get them to love me back, but apparently I didn't and I couldn't just backtrack so I had to give it a rest and go all the way back to the start. ...And then I had two false awakenings that almost made me forget the dream. Wait whaaaaat??



#3 - Chili's

I'm eating at Chili's with my parents, and we're discussing how there's some new setup where you can eat now and have them bill you for it later. (That'd be nice. ) The restaurant is designed with a pretty weird architecture, but it seems perfectly normal at the time. As we walk up to the counter to pay, some guy walks by with a bluetooth headphone bragging to someone about how he's not going to have to pay until later, and then we see this group of kids that look like some kind of ragtag bunch of mini-gangsters arguing with someone up at the front. They're a mix of black and white and all skinny except for their apparent "leader" who is this chubby black kid. We walk past them and my perspective switches to that of the leader kid's. He (me at this point) is mad for some reason and they all decide to leave by climbing out of this window on top of the door, with him going last, while making up song lyrics and singing them for some reason. So I climb out this window and see that we're three stories up and I jump down to the pavement effortlessly. Everyone in the group splits up and one of the white kids tries to shake my hand and says some line with music playing in the background, which I immediately recognize as from a (nonexistent) movie and say "Enough with the movie references!" He walks off but keeps pointing back at me and smiling and winking. So I start to walk out into the parking lot to find my parents' car, apparently at some point I just transitioned back into being myself, and I start thinking about talking to N and get a very clear mental image of it going on. I say to him "Food names can be pretty weird, for example...", and I don't remember what was next but I just named a few different foods, but then my parents honk at me because I walked past the car. I think "Oh, I missed them because I stopped to talk to N.", which didn't actually happen. And that's it for this one.

HI - I'm on what resembles the island from Lost, with a character who resembles Sayid. He's asking me if it's too late to sign up for a free trail membership on some Japanese site, which I suddenly get a very vivid mental image of, and then he talks about helping me to down some Sawyer-resembling character to prove to me that he's worthy for it.

HI - I remember telling N excitedly that I have tons of dream stuff written down for my journal.

HI - I was sitting backwards on the couch in my living room with some guy, and we each had out legs wide open and up against the back of the couch, pointing out the window.

There were a few more HI things between this and the next one, but I was too tired to write them down so this is all I got.

HI - I was posting my journal entry stuff on DV.

#4 - The Secrets Of The Jungle

I was driving downtown on a highway looking for an exit to take but I can never seem to find it. Somehow the scene transitions back into the jungle, which seems to be a pretty common dream area for me lately. There is a kid in the jungle, and I'm either seeing things first-person from his point of view or in third-person from mine, it's kind of hard to remember but I'm definitely not normal me. I want to say third-person for at least most of it. I have a strange knowledge of the things that are going on. In this jungle, your fears come to life and chase you and the more you run away from them the stronger they get, but if you stand and face your fears you have the potential to meet spirits and demons and make deals with them for power. So this kid is running away from monsters and murderers and is scared for his life. I know about his history too, he's a weak person who would do anything for power but is too afraid to make any move, so he got locked in this evil place somehow as a form of torture. Finally though, he can't take the fear anymore and, quivering and about to faint, he turns around and stands against the monsters. They all dissolve into black smoke except for one which is kind of like a giant centipede-leech fusion. He chases it down a path until he enters a thick mist and loses track of the monster, and a voice starts talking as some of the mist starts to form into something of a face. The voice says that he is a demon who takes the images of others, kills them, and then uses their bodies to take form in the real world and deceive people into getting whatever he wants, and that he could grant his power to the kid if he wanted it. Because the boy is weak and desperate for power he doesn't hesitate, but the demon clarifies for him that with his power, anyone whose image he steals will be completely immune to harm from him, no matter what. That way if he tries to deceive someone as someone else and then that person comes and reveals the truth, there's absolutely no way he can get out of it other than to continue making the deceit more convoluted. The boy still accepts, and the demon is clearly pleased as the mist envelops him, and as things fade away, I wake up.