non-lucid

I was watching curious George. I was George, apparently. Me and my chaperone walked into a bowling alley in what seemed to be some sort of square or park in an urban town.

I was now myself. My chaperone turned into some scruffy convict-looking type wearing black and brown. We were sitting at a table inside of the bowling alley. He was looking at screen, it looked like a GPS on an iPad-like device. I was watching a red pulsing dot on the screen, over his shoulder. It was getting increasingly closer to our location.

"Fuckers' trackin' us," My scruffy companion announced. They're tracking us? Seems more like the other way around.

"Come on, we might be able to delay 'em." He says.

I followed him out the door. It was evening now, and there was a man waiting for us on a long motorbike with some sort of cabin, it was like a cross between a mine cart and a motorcycle. He forced us in, and drove off, with a strange respect for the road laws, even though he looked like a gangster.

"Best paying job yet," The driver commented. "CIA paid me six hundred million to get you guys, eh?"

Half way to my house, I was transitioned to a van with my family in it. We were still going the same way.

One long wait at a light later, we arrived at my house, with a government van behind us. We parked in the driveway, and my eyes rose to the sky, full of stars and still red from sunset. There was something weird about it. There seemed to be a giant planet in it. What planet, I wondered. I examined what I could see out of the windshield. It was earth, I noticed. I could just barely make out Mexico.

I considered Earth for a moment. A bit odd, I thought. Is this a dream? No, it cant be... Oh, wait, except it is! I realized, and with the energy of sudden full lucidity, I burst out of the car door and ran around in my family's yard with my brother and father. I came across a mound of dirt that was not there in waking life, under a fully leafed tree, though it was winter.

"Anchor dream," I cheered. My father snickered at this. I looked around the yard.

I decided to run out into the road and talk to some DCs. It was suddenly morning. I saw several friends from my school roaming the streets. They didn't live here. I met a friend near a tree.

"Hey, guess what?" I said.
"What?"
"I'm in a dream! But not in your head, my own, so it doesn't matter that I'm telling you this!" I laughed.
They rolled their eyes.
"Anchor dream!" I yelled at them. I then ran off down the road.

The dream shifted into me standing in a line of students somewhere in the second level of my school. I was still lucid. I threw the assorted objects I had in my hand aside into assorted machinery, nobody cared but the guy behind me, be cause he was trying to steal some of it. I stood in line for a while until I figured something out.

"Oh wait," I said. "Screw this. Anchor dream." I walked out of the line, around some machinery, and into the next room. A teacher had given me papers as I passed, I threw those aside, too. I scattered all over the left side of the next room, which was only storage. I proceeded.

This room had three teachers trying to stop me inside. They were maneuvering around a pile of boxes.

"Is there somebody you need to see?" One of them asked, still trying to get to me.
"Nope," I pushed past them.

I now came into a similar, but larger room. It had large windows for me to jump through, but before I could reach them I awoke suddenly, too awake to DEILD, but I felt satisfied.

I was at school, and everyone was gathered in the cafeteria. There were criminals holding the school for ransom. It was gloomy outside, dark rainclouds were gathered above the school, but withholding their rain.

At some point a layer of roof slid away, revealing another identical layer, but with a bomb attached to it. Somehow, I went up to the ceiling twenty feet above me to examine it. Nobody cared. It was all black; even the wires. The actual bomb was just a black, rectangular box. I went back down. Still, nobody cared.

One teacher that I vaguely remember seeing ever so often in the hallway approached me. I can't remember anything about them.

He or she said something along the lines of, "Sneak outside, and alert a super-assassin-marine-with-amazing-skills about whats going on. And take these guns." He or she gave me five different types of guns. I noticed in them an SMG and a sniper longer than I was tall, for some reason decorated with desert camouflage. I managed to take them all, and casually went out the cafeteria door, carrying them with me. The marine-soldier-mabob was leaning against the corner of the cafeteria, equally casually. He was also, for some reason, wearing desert camo. I helped him get his gear on, and as I was doing this, I realized with amusement that the sniper was taller than him, too. I wondered why he would need a sniper.

Once we were done with that, he went back in. I took shelter behind a random pile of rubble I found. I saw students and administrators looking through the window at me with confusion. I gestured for them to be quiet. After a while, the door opened, and the criminals, I saw, were put into potato sacks, two to a bag, and had to hop out with the marine thingamadoodad. They still didn't seem to care, and were glad to hop out. Then everybody lived happily ever after, the end.

They're not at the ame time, but not at the same time, either. Also, massive DJ post wave incoming.

Fragment one:

It was daytime, and I seemed to be traveling on a highway, in a car either empty of full of people I didn't recognize. I was in the back. We, or I, was on a highway surrounded by pine trees. The light outside suggested that it was noon, I cant remember whether or not it was cloudy. I, or we, were driving under a suspension bridge, far to big for the highway. I remember thinking, 'I need to remember to have a lucid dream tonight.' My subconscious comes up with the most obnoxious irony.

Fragment two:

I was dreaming that I was in Skyrim, nothing new there. I was in a completely white town, almost at the top of a mountain. If you have seen Skyrim, you could probably imagine what it looks like.

It looked like Dawnstar, but with a different layout. The village was then attacked by the Shatterer form Guild Wars 2 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUVLclPDCBE). Geez, I'm a nerd.

Anyway, I dealt with that, I can't remember many details, but I won.
Then another lame-looking dragon I didn't recognize with grayish skin attacked the just the village chapel, so I went in, and somehow dealt with it. It may have flown off.

Then I walked around the town and did some stuff, talking to people who didn't seem to notice two giant dragons attacking their town. Typical game AI, I suppose.

Cay's Dreams
I'm typing this on my Kindle and it's proving difficult, so bear with me.

Dream 1
Involved a friend of mine being murdered. Largely personal.

Dream 2
Lucid, but so confusing I couldn't get a thing done. Someone was trying to construct a larger-than-life-size game of Angry Birds in my yard.

Dream 3
I was again in a system of tunnels, a theme in my dreams only on attempt nights- maybe someone's broadcasting strange signals? Anyway, I was accompanied by the main character of the manga Berserk, Guts. The tunnels appeared to be natural caves, with torches mounted few and far between. The occasional Orcish watchman was bludgeoned by either Guts or myself from behind. I guess we were looking for a dungeon complex deep inside the mountain containing the other members of Guts' party.

I do not remember it all that well.
I was living in a trailer in a poor neighborhood. Before that I had been traveling or something with friends. There was some sort of villian. All of that is unclear.
I left the trailer and went into the forest that was behind it. It was huge and there was a thick fog all the time. It was very dim. There was sand and dunes like at the beach, but with trees rising out of them. I slid down the dunes, and at one point I was riding a bicycle down them.
Sometime after that, I found myself driving a jeep across the countryside. It was like a video game in that there were few obstacles and I could pretty much drive anywhere. At one point my father was in the jeep with me. I told him how nice it was that I could pull off 360 degree turns, unlike in my car. I drove up a mountian and met with some children and for some reason we dug up and ate dinosaur bones.

BiscuitHappyz's Dream

I was in some sort of training complex for all sorts of stuff. How to shoot a gun, how to use a sword, how to drive some fancy type of vehicle, etc. It was outside, and extended to a low, gray, brick wall. In the background, people where driving fancy vehicles that looked like a mix between a jeep and a golf cart, and was made for one person. Others were fencing with very nice looking swords, ranging from rapiers to katanas. Some people were kneeling and shooting automatic weapons at bags of flour.

I was in a line to be assigned to one of these activities. People in front of me were being handed guns and swords and whatnot from a military looking man with a clipboard. He was obviously some sort of marshal, though I was not sure that this was a military complex. Worried, I felt around my head, and found with much jolliness that I did not have a buzz cut, and at the moment, that convinced me that I was not actually in the presence of the military.

When I reached the marshal looking fellow, the looked me up and down briefly. His eyes stayed on my left hand for a moment. I looked down at it to notice, for the first time, that I was holding a pair of scissors, with a shiny blades at an angle from the black scissor-handle-doodad. I looked at the man in front of me. He pointed to my right and grunted. He then walked grudgingly elsewhere, as I was the end of the line.



I found a group of six or seven other people, one of them an adult man with black hair and a coat, an instructor of sorts. The other five were the same group of people more or less than my age that seem to follow me around on the weekends. ( :O )

If I remember correctly, there were three men including me (But not the instructor) , and three women, and all of us had scissors with black scissor-handle-doodads, but not all with shiny angled blades.

The instructor instructed us, though I do not remember any specific thing he said. We seemed to be a group of elite scissor ninjas, and proceeded to go through drills such as scissor tai-chi, scissor dueling, and snipping at the necks of training androids with fake flesh. At the end of the training, I twirled the scissors around my index finger, feeling rather pleased with my skills in scissory. Then I woke up, and felt disappointed with the tiny blunt scissors I got in kindergarten.

Was at some sort of public debate thing inside of a huge hotel lobby. On stage I was watching these two girls I have never met before but that are friends of my friends and I know of them well. Katya was yelling at Katie for never paying the rent that she agreed to pay. She was upset that she stuck the apartment in her name and wasn’t holding up here end of the deal. Everyone in the audience was sitting inside of canoes instead of chairs. I was wearing a giant frilly pink sparkly dress, which looked like something “the good witch” would wear. Allen was in the canoe in front of me. I knew that he found my dress to be hideous and that he was slightly annoyed that I was wearing it. I kept giggling and pestering him. I would whisper things like “hey, booboo, how do you like my dress” and he would respond by rolling his eyes. The debate was over and we were all in another lobby where food was being served. I was acting really goofy, yet again, and trying to annoy Allen further. I was twirling in my giant dress like I would when I was a little girl and people were staring at me. I could see that Allen was starting to loosen up a bit and he started to giggle at my behavior. Suddenly, Jaguars began jumping down from scaffolding and attacking people. I was not afraid that I would be attacked, and as if I were on some sort of drug, I began to laugh at the chaos around me.
*memory laps*
Allen and I are running down a hall with our arms wrapped around each other. I can see he is a little nervous, I am too deep down but I continue to laugh as if nothing was wrong.
*memory laps*
I have a view form a third person. Jaguars have taken over the city, going door to door to attack people. A man is trying to push close his front door as an angry jaguar tried to push its way through. I watch what seems to be about a 10 minute struggle between the two but with a light heart, I am not concerned about what may happen if the jaguar breaks through and gets the man. He certainly would die but since I am not apart of what’s happening and just a specter I feel strangely disconnected. After he manages to shut the door I watch another person struggle with the same exact situation for another 10 minutes or so. Finally I am back in my body. I go to walk into a bedroom and the first man struggling with the door has played a trick on me, throwing a stuffed animal at me making me think it’s a jaguar. I fall to the ground and then bust out laughing. I turn and see a real one in the door way looking at me. I wake.

Allen and I were going to live with a strange family in a suburban town. There was snow on the road and we were walking our dog Baron. I had such a weird feeling from the family, less like they were evil but more like Allen and I were evil and that they should fear us. The town was oddly flat and desolate. No one else was out and about walking. We came across the middle school and decided to break in. We busted a window in and began examining the rooms. We found a science room and were playing with the beakers and the fake skeleton. When finally grew tired of the school we decided to head back to the house. At one point I was standing on a giant rock sphere. I can distinctly remember feeling very close to Allen and shut out of the rest of the world. When we got to the house the wife of the house (a petite woman with very short blonde hair) told us that everyone was planning on getting into the hot tub and that we should join. We said that we might later and we proceeded to the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with fresh fruit. The most fresh fruit I have ever seen in one place. Allen bit into a kiwi. I woke.

So when I went to bed last night I was still pretty drunk from doing shots of tequila, which is probably what led into the first dream lol. Other than that nothing too amazing, but some interesting hypnagogia in the morning.

#1 - Alternate Path

All I really remember about this dream was that instead of deciding to go to bed I had opted to stay up and keep posting on DV and doing shots of tequila. I recall complaining about how bad the hangover is going to be and people telling me I should go to bed but I didn't listen lol. Of course, when I woke up I was relieved.

#2 - A Series Of Random Events

This one's kind of hard to remember too, but I do remember walking through several very large and very impressive landscapes. It's all kind of in snippits, but first I was walking down some large hill in a very cool looking building complex with O, and we were talking about doing coke and Adderall and a couple other things and then started complaining about how it'd be too much speed. Next I'm with an old friend, C, and we're walking through some amazingly huge mall with crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and a kind of royal orange ambient lighting, I'm not totally sure why we were there but it was a really intense design! Lastly, I was back with someone else in my house and we were playing hide and seek, and I tried to hide under a couch. I lifted it up and let it fall back on me, pretty sure it wouldn't be noticable even though there was really only like an inch of free space under the couch. I couldn't really get it to look as nonchalant as I wanted it to before I woke up.

#3 - The Jungle Of The Mind

This is something that almost happened to me that tends to occur every now and then when I get really drunk (and it used to occasionally when I would smoke weed) where I would get kind of lost in thought in bed and start to get delirious to the point of entering a full dream, so it was kind of like WILD but really more just... WID. It started with hypnagogia about plants and some windy sounds, and then I was walking through some kind of forest or jungle on a path that had been clearly followed before because there were lots of plants flattened on it. At one point I saw a large (maybe like half a foot tall and a foot wide) bug crawling in the distance (thankfully not near me! ) that was golden with blue patches and very luminescent. :O Now, if this had happened to me a while back when it was more frequent, I would have thought something was up here. One bug crawling across my vision is a delirium sign for me, but I didn't catch it this time. I almost got sucked fully into this dream, but then I kind of twitched and it snapped me out of it. Oh well. I also remember that Smash Mouth's "Walkin' On The Sun" was playing in the background of the forest.

I had been dreaming, I think, for a bit, but I don't remember any of it. Enter the point I remember: I was looking at three women, not sitting close together. I said, "Wait a minute, I'm dreaming!" I went in search of someone to make it with.

I didn't like the women in front of me, so I went elsewhere. I saw two hallways running parallel. I was already losing lucidity.

I continued down one of the halls and found a room with nobody in it. I went to another room and found a bed. There were three young ladies under the covers. I peeled them back and found one attractive. Now there were only two in bed. I told her to take her clothes of. I started to take my clothes off.

My wife came in the room and ruined everything.

Dream Skip

I'm in some kind of hotel on the beach. I'm with a friend of mine, but he isn't with me at the moment. I closed a sliding glass door to prevent the water from the ocean crashing into the hotel room, but the glass is broken, so it is going to come in some.

I leave that room and go somewhere else. The water is right up to where the building starts. I am at someone elses room. I don't remember well what that was about, but I headed back to my room. Again, I saw the ocean right up to where the hotel foundation is.

I almost have to swim at the waters edge to get to my room. The water is deep and there are large fish. It is very disconcerting. I'm afraid of the fish, and I'm afraid of sharks. I look and find sharks swimming around. I decide against swimming at all.

I made it back to my room somehow. It was in a bit of disarray as if it had been flooded.

I had a dream about fish 2 1/2 weeks ago. Fish Dream 1.16.2012

I started off in a library. Shawn and Gus from Psych showed up and asked if I would help them with a case. I asked what it was and out of nowhere, the super wolf from the new Underworld movie shows up. I run through the book cases and he starts chasing me. I run down this random ramp and run into a dead end of bookcases. I put my back againist the wall and the wolf starts to crawl up to me. Shawn and Gs appear behind the wolf and pour this big pot of bubbling ornange goo on him. The wolf starts to disentegrate and Shawn and Gus walk up to me. Unfortunately, some of the goo lands on me too, and instead of dying, I wake up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! More short lucids. Although this time I managed to use telekinesis and controlled far more objects than I've ever done before. It was cool!

23.00: Sleep

10.00: At the beach
I'm near the beach with my brother Martin. We're on some lawn with people all around sunbathing. He runs off with a tennis ball and throws it back at me, only he's far off target. The ball lands next to a pregnant woman lying there. "What are you doing?!" she yells out. "Sorry, he aimed wrong" I say. "So he aimed at me?!" "No, calm down it was an accident" I say and she calms down. Martin finds another ball, this time a medicine ball, and throws it at me. It rolls towards the pregnant lady once again and I catch it just in time. I walk up to him. "This time you'll be where the people is at" I say.

My mom shows up and we follow her closer to the beach. There's a big volley ball net with alot of people around it. Some guy with a megaphone starts talking about a competition and then throws out bananas. There are ten to catch and those who catch one will get a prize. I catch one, so does my mom and a few more in my family. A religious arab guy starts talking to my mom, chasting her for something. My mom is really upset after a while.

10.00: Manipulating weight DILD

I'm on a street with my friend Felix and another person. My brother Martin and two other guys are on motorbikes further down the street. They're going to run us over and come at us at great speeds. We jump in the last second and kick them in the face. My brother avoids the kick but the other two goes down. Martin tries to run me over again and once again I fail to get him off his red bike, he's simply too fast. Both me and Felix have powers though. Mine is to manipulate a person's weight. "Alright let's do it like this, I put a coin down on the ground and increase Martin's weight. When he runs over the coin he'll fly off the bike" I say. It sounds like a great plan. Martin however doesn't feel like dicking around anymore. I bring out a plank and try to make him fall over from it. "Come on bro, try to run me over again" I say. He doesn't want to. I sigh and walk away towards an apartment.

The dream skips. Felix and the others are calling for me to come down from the apartment. I jump out the window, making myself lighter but still land quite hard. We head down the road and walk past my uncle's old apartment. I make myself very light and try to run faster by being almost vertical. It doesn't work properly. We arrive to a small lawn near the water. I start wrestling Felix and block all his punches. 'What good is increasing or decreasing his weight going to do in a fight?' After a while we stop fighting and he starts fighting his brother instead. I decrease Felix's weight with my will and he jumps around a bit, the gravity slightly lower.

"Wait a second, I can't only do one power, I can whatever I want!" I say out loud. I watch the two brother's fight it out and spot a whole bunch of fist sized rocks behind them. I reach out with my hands and make them slowly levitate. 'I could do mass telekinesis and get ten points for this!' I count the rocks as they rise. I stop counting at seven. Soon all of them are flying around in the air around us. There must be hundreds of rocks and ironicly this makes the entire dream lag, just as if I'm in a computer game. I bring all the rocks together into a big ball of rocks with a clap of my hands.

10.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

02.04.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for Just a little insight for myself...:

I'm getting a little better at retaining major images I see inside my mind for dream recall, even if I distract myself from time to time.

To test to see if I could forget, I did some random things in real life, but I was still able to hold on to these major snapshots in my head for branching out my dream recall.

I think it's really useful when you add little images to your DJ entry, I think it compels your mind to retain certain parts for later revision when typing/writing your dreams later on. But that's nothing new, just something I've been trying to do for most of my entries anyway.

Dream 1: Wolf Link & Midna vs. Floor Master

I was playing a videogame, and I'm controlling Wolf Link and Midna is riding him on top, just like in Twilight Princess. They were in this greenish cave area, kind of like the one near Lake Hylia in Twilight Princess.



Apparently the area that they were already in, water was at a high level, so the water level decreased for a short period of time, and they had to take that chance before it rose up again to get somewhere.

Wolf Link and Midna had to face a Floor Master, like the one from Windwaker, and it looked fatter than the original one.



I found it ironic that Wolf Link is facing this monster because Midna's hair can form into different shapes, and it formed into a Bigger Hand than the Floor Master's when they get closer to grab it and pull it out of the small hole it came out from.

Once they killed the Floor Master, they went inside the hole to go somewhere.

Dream 2: Owen Wilson Bouncing Quarters & Dream Fragment of Hot Hispanic Chick

Owen Wilson was apparently the son of another older man in the room who was considered to be the President of something. I assumed that because there were a long line of photographs hanging up on the wall, and the wall was red.



The father was talking about something with a few DCs, I think one looked like an FBI agent. While his father is talking to the two random DCs, Owen Wilson is at the corner somewhere acting stupid.

I immediately assumed that this guy was playing the role as the dumb son who had a father who was smart and went to Harvard, so this meant Owen Wilson would have to go to Harvard to, but he was really stupid in this dream because the things he did.

In the corner he was at, he took out some quarters and started bouncing them on their edges by flicking then on the small table at the corner. (Kind of like how you play "Quarters" in beer drinking games)


It felt like I was watching a movie, and I just had the urge to just scream at Wilson because I knew he was going to screw up something or break a vase inside of this room.

He keeps flicking quarters on the table in front of him, and some quarters land on top of his head, and he didn't even bother to get them. The moment I saw his delayed reactions to the Quarters, I thought this DC was an incompetent.

Then his father gets in on the action when Owen starts flicking Quarters on the other table near his father. They kept going back and forth with precision bouncing the quarters.

I remember two important letters from this dream, "M" and "O." Apparently "M" was something related to the first letter of the names of the people person the father of Owen Wilson, and the "O" was first letter of the names of females. I swore I saw a name that was labeled Ophelia in one of the photos.


I don't know if this part that I remember was related to the dream, probably a fragment, but I see this hot Hispanic chick near the group with the father and two random DCs. I completely forget about Owen Wilson being stupid, and just started to gaze at the Hispanic chick.

I think she was wearing a green shirt and blue jeans. And her hair was black, and it had some shine to it, so I assumed that she used hair gel or something. She was standing awkwardly, she had the face that a girl (or any gender for that matter) expresses when she finds someone attractive, and can barely form a sentence.



She looked like she was stuttering, and she was looking down on something.

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 3: Seeing Redhead Female in Slutty attire

I'm inside this random room, and it's dark inside, but there's this window in front of me, and outside seemed like it was day time, but the setting looked as if there was going to be rain. Dark gray clouds everywhere, and I believe there was wind blowing rapidly as well.




I go to the window that's half opened, and I see a Red-headed Caucasian female hanging around with two black males. The guys were pretty young, and the female looked like one of those ditzy girls.

She looked like a slut, she has a black crop top that was obviously way too tight for her, and it only covered her breasts, which meant her stomach was exposed (she was fit and firm though), and she was wearing a black or blue skirt, but it was so short that it looked like she was just wearing a piece of thin cloth near her bottom region.





(I could see why there were two males with her, they had a completely oblivious and hot slut, lucky them).

All three of them were standing in the middle of of the two roads. When I look above that, the rest of the area was grassy. I put my attention back to the red head, and she was asking them questions.

The two black males wanted the Redhead to move a little further away from them, and I see one had a Camera in his hands, so I assume they wanted to take a picture of her.

She asked them in that "Like Oh Mah Gawd, No Waaaay" tone if where she stood if okay. Then I started to see maybe 2-3 more DCs in slutty attire as well.

They were wearing short shorts and black shirts that only covered their breasts like the Red head female, and they were black females.

Then the whole situation looked like they were advertising that they were doing a Car wash (when I was recalling this, it had to be for that), since the only way females would look like sluts in the middle of the road (they were standing on the long plot of grass that split two roads as well) was to entice males to get their car washed.

One of the black female DCs told the other girls that they had to stay still and wait for something I couldn't remember.

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 4: Apartment & Future Console Boxes and PC

I think I'm in my apartment again, I'm pouring out some Orange Juice, and I fill it half-way, but I filled it again some more. Then I drank it with some Vitamins. It was a Men's One-A-Day pill and like two Omega Fish Oil pills I drank.

Then I realize there were two DCs behind me that looked like my parents, and we were heading out somewhere.

I transition to a different dream environment, and it looked just like the area near the Sbisa Dining Hall within my University. I completely forget about my parents following me at this point, so I just assumed they vanished, but I didn't really care.



I saw that there were boxes of Future Consoles for Playstation 4, Xbox 720, and for Nintendo as well. For the one relate to Nintendo, it looked like it only said "Nintendo Revolution" for the console name.

(I thought that was one of the first names Nintendo was choosing before they picked the Wii...oh well)

I see people going down stairs with the boxes of these Future Consoles near the seats outside the Underground Food Court that's linked with the Sbisa Dining hall.

Then I turn to my left and I see some person with some Alienware PC that that could go up to 90+ Ghz. It took a while to load, and I thought it could only got to 3.4 Ghz, but it rose rapidly in a few seconds.

The person was playing Metal Gear Solid 2 on the PC, and they were using a controller that looked like some rip-off of the Black Wii Remote. They were aiming the gun with it, and doing random things inside of the game.

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 5: Counterattack

This dream was so random, some DC I was probably playing as and a group of DCs where rushing to go somewhere. A random DC wanted a "Counterattack" move given to them or something, and I had some weird looking paper with certain moves on it, and took out the "Counterattack" through some small crease.

Then when the random DC was done, I think I asked for it to give me back the "Counterattack" slip of paper, and I get it back and slide it back into whatever I was holding.


Dream 6: Running from Alien

I can't recall a lot from this dream, but I was in a room, and things were getting pretty tense. I was behind a sofa, trying to run from a weird looking alien monster. I can't remember it's figure because as I was typing, I had two altering images going back and forth every few seconds trying to remember it.

But it was waiting for me to make the next move. I could see on my left with peripheral vision that there was a door. So I wait until the alien got distracted somehow, jumped out of the back of the couch, and quickly opened the door.

Then there's another door in front of me to open, so I quickly open the door, and turn my back as it closes and see the alien was THIS close from getting me.

I woke up after that.

Something about trying to go fishing, and stopping a prediction machine!? Wtf

February 4, 2012
I had a really long, vivid dream last night. Once again it took place at night with the orangy-red skies. I am fairly certain that it is a dream sign now because I can recall about 10 different dreams that have been like that. Here's my dream:

My dream was about this girl who goes to this city looking for her father. It's kind of like that show the amazing race because she is being sent to different places to try and find him. In the beginning, she is walking around, wondering when she is going to get a call telling her where to go. She's waiting- and I can't remember if the TV people told her to or she decides to go herself, but she ends up at this harbor where a bunch of people are on a dock, listening to a man talking. He is telling the crowd about this fishing submarine he has. It is used to catch these giant fish (he had a name for them but I can't remember what it was). He's explaining how his submarine works and asks if anyone wants to test it by pushing down on the front. She is picked and tries, but the submarine doesn't move. The man calls her a weakling and everyone leaves her all alone on the dock. She is sitting sadly on the dock looking around when she gets a call. I think it's her mom telling her that the fisherman is her father. I believe that sometime earlier in the night I had more of a story with her and her mom, but I forgot. Anyway, she gets up to go look for the man. While she is walking she plans to go up to him and tell him she is his daughter, but stumbles upon a large crowd gathered by the beach. They are watching this land mass near the heart of the city- right next to where a giant ship is floating in the water. After a few seconds these red, firework-like things shoot up into the air, but the strange thing is they don't explode. Immediately the girl (me?) gets the feeling that something is very wrong. She turns around and some guy says something like "pretty fireworks." Not two seconds later, when the third firework rises, she suddenly hears a woman's voice laughing menacingly. The voice says "watch this" and one of the fireworks turns and, like a missile, rams into the ship and blows it up. The girl turns and runs back to the pier so she can warn her father. This is when my dream starts to change. It zooms in towards the heart of the city where a cartoon Godzilla is lurking behind a building. The missiles start to shoot at him and the dream becomes more of a cartoon. Now Godzilla is paper being held by Spongebob Sqaurepants, and the voice is now the voice of Plankton. Godzilla gets hit with the missiles until he turns into a small, square piece of paper. Spongebob begins to read what he wrote to Mrs. Puffs class out loud, and it is so beautiful that it makes her cry. She asks him to read another, and then I wake up