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14th of January, 2012

Finally, I'm up to date with my online journal! This was a pretty bizarre one, too.

I don't remember how it started but my recollection comes in when I was going downstairs into this dingy little store to buy fried chicken.
After I got it, me and two others went to commit some sort of crime. It basically involved being in this field and sneaking around but there were lights everywhere and we got caught pretty much straight away and were arrested. I’m not sure if we actually ever went to jail, but most of the dream we were on our way there in some form or another. Except for one part in the middle where I was in a jungle village with monster people. But I have no idea what that was about.

Anyway, at one point my uncle was driving us to jail when I noticed lightning striking in a field nearby. It was really slow moving and kind of seeped from the sky into the ground. We went to check it out and where it had struck there were wispy streaks of plasma all over the ground. It looked totally awesome. My uncle got too close to the stuff and it jumped towards him and zapped him. Though you couldn’t really call it a ‘zap’; it was too mellow. Where it touched him, it was like when you put your finger over a torch and your skin glows red. In fact, come to think of it, the whole thing was like those Plasma Balls, slow moving and glowing where you touch it...but more wispy. So he slumped over and was all kinds of screwed up having just been electrocuted but I jumped in and revived him. I went over to check more closely this strange material and discovered that it was in fact coming out of camembert cheese!
We jumped back into the car and did some burnouts through an outdoor kitchen and then settled down and continued on our way to jail.
Somehow we ended up on a train that was filling with gas, so this guy gave me earphones to put on that played music that turned into oxygen. I told him that was stupid and couldn’t possibly work but then the train crashed down a mountainside anyway. Somehow we all survived (it was a Hell of a wreck) and wound up back on another, more Western style steam train where some dusty cowboy was trying to give people a baby.

I’m sure more happened but I can’t remember the rest and frankly, don’t really want to.

dream : comments : lucid

13th of January, 2012

I was walking around Hong Kong with Nooks and Acka. It was really mountainous and old-style. Like I was in the 15th century or something.
Anyway, it quickly became modern and I went down into Discovery Bay (a place where lots of ex-pats live on one of the islands). As we were approaching, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint ran past. There was a mini-Rupert as well who was crying, so I gave him a big plastic gold coin which didn't help the situation at all.
We started hanging out with them (Daniel Radcliffe joined us at some point in time) and we were just all lazing around. Later we were preparing to go out partying and Emma had this spray stuff that made your collar more shiny. She also sprayed it all over my shirt and it turned into a waterproof trench coat. I decided I looked stupid and got annoyed.

dream : comments : lucid

12th of January, 2012

Two big, vivid dreams this night. The second one kicked ass, as well.

I was waiting in a classroom of some sort. I knew Nooks had gone somewhere and I was alone for the week so I asked Mel if she knew anything fun to do around here...

...I was walking through the snow and we went into a shopping centre that had all these arcade machines and stores. To play the games, you had to swipe a card through a little slot, but ours didn't work (I think they were pirated cards or something) so the cashiers took our photos and we bailed. Out the front, some kid intentionally sneezed on my face so I beat him and his two friends up and threw him off the balcony and into a fountain below. I walked off feeling all badass.

Suddenly I had a bike and was walking with Acka down a wide lane. Some German kids were doing graffiti and being menacing towards us. Acka got spooked and went home and I walked into a hostel at the end of the alley. Mel was there again and was really drunk. I wandered around and suddenly it was supposedly Naomi's house, so for some reason I took a whizz in her bin and then wanted to go home. I didn't have any car keys, so I asked Tim to take me. I went outside again and it was daytime. Opposite the laneway was an Aussie pub and I remembered that Jimmy Barnes wanted me to order some drinks, so I went in and bought three different types but didn't have enough money to pay. I hid two of the bottles amongst some lettuce.

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With Caz, Nooks and some other people playing a Pilot Wings type game.
We went outside and found ourselves in Atlantis. It was pretty beautiful, I must say. I climbed up the lovely buildings and onto a mezzanine level where I found a drainpipe that was dispensing fresh water but Caz only wanted to brush her teeth with hot water.

At that point, the city began to collapse and sink into the ocean so we ran to this giant stone circle that was broken in half and hanging above the city square. As it collapsed, we just managed to join the pieces back together and fell into the water while riding it. As it sank, the disc began to spin and the interior filled with a Stargate like material except it was divided into segments, each with a different image on it. Later we discovered that they were each a portal into a different era- specifically a bad day in the life of a person from one particular bloodline.
We jumped into the first segment and found ourselves in an old galleon that was sinking. The captain was the person in the bloodline but was also Hugh Laurie and we decided that this was an excellent time to hang out in the on board hot tub, which we did. As the ship sank we jumped back into the disc and emerged in a WWII junkyard that was filled with derelict buses and plane carcasses. I drew a goatee on this fat, jovial soldier (I think it was meant to be a Hitler moustache, but they got the joke anyway) who was the person we were visiting this time.

The dream began to slowly lose focus shortly after that. There were several other portals we didn’t go through; I remember one being a Roman farm/countryside and one was an expansive image of a beautiful purple spiral galaxy. I wish I’d gone to that one and seen who the relative was.

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11th of January, 2012

Just some fragments of this one, but still, better than nothing!

We were celebrating New Years at a lovely hotel. It was like an old arcade/mall- like something you'd find in Melbourne or London. For some reason the celebrations started at 2am instead of midnight. I remember thinking at the time that was really odd. Probably should have done a RC. During the celebrations (or was it before? I think this was one of those timeshifting dreams where you forsee the coming events) aliens/transdimensional beings invaded the hotel and caused these giant security doors to lock down into seperate compartments. I tried to convince people that transdimensional beings were behind it all, but no one believed me. We went outside and saw the hotel was built into the side of a hill and started mixing cocktails for everyone.

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We were driving around and Acka had a bomb that he wanted to plant in someone's house.

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I was playing a Batman video game that I'm pretty sure was my take on Arkham City. I was walking him around a new development in a city but he moved infuriatingly slowly.

dream : comments : lucid

10th of January, 2012

I kept dropping in and out of lucidity throughout the whole night.

The dream, as far as I can recall, started off with us at some kind of western style ranch. We were having a campfire and drinking ol' style Whisky and such. I noticed a homestead a little bit away and we went up to it to check it out. I walked around a bit, admiring how interesting everything looked in my half-lucid state. After a little scrounging, I found this outdoor patio type area that had heaps (like HEAPS) of guns mounted all over the walls. Eventually things got a bit heated and some guys who I think owned the place approached me, at which point I picked two revolvers off the wall and started examining them. Evidently that was just the incentive one of the guys neded and he proceeded to shoot me in the neck. I lay dying for a bit and then things start to get hazy...

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On a cruise ship doing some fencing (the sword type, not the wooden type). I was wearing the usual mask and remember some guy being really weird to me about it- I'm not exactly sure why, but I recall thinking he was a total dick at the time. Suddenly I found myself on land and walked around a bit admiring the sights; it was a small village with water through it, similar to Venice or something like that. Again, I was partially lucid at this point but not really in control per se. I turned around and noticed the cruise ship was really small, more a yacht in the canal. I gained a bit more lucidity and attempted to make it big again but ended up making myself huge as well. I climbed onto the side of the ship and peeped onto the deck, attempting to see the tiny people aboard, but couldn't make anything out. While I was there, some narration started about dinner or something and I started having these overlaid image flashes of the most delicious looking food ever!

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The last one is really fragmentory. I know at the time it was a cohesive dream, but I forgot a lot of the content on waking.
Nooks and I moved house into a less impressive apartment. The courtyard had an awesome harbour view that was for some reason obstructed by tall walls on all sides. Lots of time spent in the carpark fixing lights and flying around and stuff. There were HEAPS of cars- thousands of them. Something to do with fixing a graphics card by plugging in these bio-wires on the wall of one of the parking spaces.

There was a box of peeps on the table that said "Kiss x Sis."

1. I was in a helicopter trying to land it, but every time I turned the altitude down it basically fell out of the sky, and bounced back up. After this happened numerous times a rescue worker managed to jump inside and land the 'copter. Then he preceded to ask me some questions, and from my answers he decided it was a battery problem. He showed me how to do something to rectify this.

2. I was having a lap race against another guy in a car. It was 3 laps, and he had a lead on me for the first two laps. On the beginning of the third lap we were level, and after some tight turns I broke away and won. After the race we were told our times. I got about 3.32-3.35(can't remember properly) and he got 3.55. After the race everyone told me how I deserved the win 'cause I'm so smart, they reminded me of a dream (that I didn't actually have/don't remember) where I was designing CPU's and GPU's. They also said how they expected me to win after doing a motorbike stunt.

3. Biggest Loser type setting, they analysed people's blood. A women was found to have excess lycopene from having too much tomato sauce.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a whole bunch of dreams last night even though I didn't sleep that much. Also a bit of lucidity.

22.00: Sleep

05.30: Dreams and frags
*I'm in a dart competition and I'm lousy. I can't hit the dart board properly and it seems as if it's just a few inches from the ground. I have to kneel down to throw the darts, btu they still won't hit on target.

*I'm at work and I've just opened up a box with some teeth whitener. I put the plastic thing in my mouth and put some aluminum foil on my teeth. It feels really weird and my coworker Niclas starts laughing. The box disappears before I can get the second dose out. I enter a building and there's a dinner going on.

*I'm in a car with my brother, we go down a hill and end up at a lake house. My mom is there with her dogs, I recognise the house as my sisters friend's house. I greet with their mom.

*I'm with my brother Martin again, we're walking down a road next to a building. I look behind us as a plow truck appears. Martin walks ahead and I take a right. "Jump to your right when I say so" I tell him on the phone. "Now!" Martin jumps to the right just as the truck is about to hit him. We start running and people start shooting. Somehow I know in the back of my mind that it's all a game. 'Damn it's hard to play on this level!' I've got two shots left in my pistol. I enter a van standing on a square and wait, Martin gets gunned down and I figure I have to beat the guys with the gun. I look out the windows of the van and can see several guys running towards me. I decide to switch character and end up as one of the guys instead. I realise I'm dreaming as I start talking to some people. "You guys, I think I'm dreaming" I say and notice a green cloth on my arm. The dream is pretty dark so I start rubbing the polyester cloth. The guys next to me keeps on talking for about ten seconds.

*I'm mining in "Entropia Universe" when I find a massive deposit worth 13.000, I'm overexcited! So awesome.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

13.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1:

I don't know what was going on, but there was this attachment on top of some house where you would store huge paper or something like that.

Loads of dreams last night...tried to focus on Kaomea, and I saw her. I was going through her dream journal with my phone in my bed, and dozed off while I was reading it....but I think my eyes were still open. Either way, I had vivid HH of plam trees in my darkened room. It was if they were surrounding my bed. The first dream seems like two dreams are happening at once. The thing about it, when the other one switches up really fast, it's all in black and white....just really weird, and hard to keep up.

I"m at some public area, and I think I'm treating someones broken arm or something

*dream immediately changes scenes*

I'm in a helicopter with Kaomea...everything is black and white. And I don't know whats going on.

*dream changes scenes again*

I have this thing stuck in my leg. I'm explaining that the Army put it there, and it's for allergic reactions. I can use the eppy whenever I want to, but I never had use for it. I'm slowly digging it out, and I can visualize the tissue in my leg and placement of the device in relation to my finger. I finally pull it out and wonder if there's anything left in it. The pin is orange, and my wound starts healing immediately. Too late to rethink putting it back in there.

*scene changes again*

We're arriving on the front lawn of the white house.

*scene changes again*

I have blanket over some girl, and I'm wrestling a demon out of her. She finally stops struggling, and when I remove the blanket...she's pretty calm. I asked her if she remembered anything that just happened, and she was drawing blank. "Good", I said, and took her to her mother who was T. All three of us walked to the kitchen where my friend D's mother was, and I introduced them all. I had a hard problem recalling her name...before I could even question why I didn't know it....

*scene changes again*

I'm running down the side of a skyscraper, and gravity obviously has no effect.
*dream(s) finally end*

At the house
I'm at my house with J, and I notice his mothers ex is speeding off in an old orange car that I've never seen before. J was explaining the model and make, and I was watching the guy drive down the ditch before jumping on to the road. Just then my nephews came over, and C had on an army shirt. He was playing with it, and he ripped it up. I asked him why would he do such a thing, and I play wrestle with him a bit and tell him not to do that to his shirts...especially those shirts.

*scene changes*
I'm in the middle of the air in the world of Dragon Ball Z. I'm showing someone this technique that I thought he should have already learned. There are several floating mountains that I demonstrate on. First I gather my energy, and then I let off a Ki blast. When it flies....I fly faster than the blast itself, and intercept it. The blast hits me, and I use that gathered energey to shoot another blast that's way powerful than the previous one. It obliterates the floating mountain into pebbles. I did this several times before waking up.

i was talking on the phone with chance telling him i was scared. he told me it would be fine and that he was coming to see me. we were talking in what i think was my dads back yard. i had become pregnant and we decided to keep the baby. later i had the baby (a girl) we did not name and i only held it in my arms once. i kept showing people my stomache that was covered in streatch marks asking how to get rid of them no one would tell me but they would touch my stomach. i went to dinner with my mom and my aunt, i then got a text from chance saying he wanted our babies name to be lilith. i then woke up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A tall, white man, bald on top, with white hair around the sides of his head, and wearing a grey suit with a white shirt and, probably, a maroon tie, was sitting at a table with me in a drably fluorescent-lit room, talking about lucid dreaming.

I don't remember what the man said now, although I could hear it pretty well. One word in particular really struck me, although when I woke up I seemed to think that that word could have applied to any subject.

Dream #2

I was standing at the edge of a city park. The park felt small near me, though I had the idea that it was actually a rather large park. I stood on the inside of a black-painted iron fence. A sidewalk ran just outside the park. It was a nice, sunny day. There were a lot of people on the sidewalk.

Somehow I saw, off to my left, my old friend R walking around the corner. He was walking under the shade of some trees. I didn't really want to see him again. But if he was here, and if he saw me, I supposed I should be happy to talk to him.

The entrance to the park was on my side. And R was rounding the corner to reach my side. But for some reason, I started walking over to the side of the park where R was. It was like I wanted to meet him before he got to my side.

But, only a few steps away from where I'd been, I realized that I'd just left my backpack (??? -- don't wear one IWL) behind. I turned around to grab it. It might have been leaning against a tall headstone, like for a grave.

I grabbed my backpack. But by this time, R had already rounded the corner. He was now walking past where I stood. He may have said something to me. We may even have been talking to each other -- in my head. R was already about to reach the next corner.

Somehow I came to understand that I would be meeting R at some other place, like we'd arranged to meet each other for dinner or at R's house or something. I now walked away from the park gates and down toward the opposite end of the park.

The park, I'm pretty sure, had a lot of gravestones in it. It might actually have been a cemetery. I walked across a lawn full of gravestones, under the thick shade of trees.

At some point I saw -- as if I were walking there, but not quite -- the street on the other side of the park. It was an empty street, with a big, residential apartment building. The building was kind of old and run down. It was made of stone or concrete, and it was painted white. It glared in the sunlight.

I was thinking something to myself. But I can't remember what. I was probably still continuing my in-head conversation with R.

Dream #3

I was sitting on a couch with my brother. My brother sat to my right. To my left was another couch, on which sat two or three women. The women weren't my family members, though maybe they were supposed to have been.

I was either drawing or looking at drawings and humming or singing a tune to myself. I remember sensing the tune -- hearing it and feeling it in my throat. But I don't remember the tune at all.

The first drawing I was looking at was kind of tall and narrow. It was of some human-like figure. The figure was all green, with a masculine, slender, but muscular body, and a featureless face. The figure had smallish wings, kind of butterfly-shaped, but clear, like fly-wings.

The figure stood before a background, like a sky fading upward, from the horizon, from yellowish to greenish-yellow, to olive-green.

The second drawing was of a sky and a landscape below. The landscape was very small as I remember, and the sky was very vast. A whole lot of demon-like entities were being released from the sky. They may have come from some ship, but I can't remember.

The demons were little, black, scraggly shadows. In the center of these scraggly shadows there were single, pink orbs, almost like eyes.

The sky faded very quickly from a dark band of blue at the top, to a paler blue, and finally to a white, which took up most of the vast sky. For some reason, the whole thing reminded me of something out of Neon Genesis Evangelion, and I might even have started making up a story about Shinji Ikari attacking these demons.

I was still humming or singing. At some point the women started singing or humming along with my tune. Finally my brother made some smart-ass comment to me about how stupid my song was. He also asked me something like, couldn't I quit making so much noise while he was around?

I stopped. I was really offended and angry. The women stopped as well. But they took more of an attitude of being scared by the sudden change in tone in the environment.

I turned to my brother and said a lot of really bad stuff to him. I remember sensing each thing I said to him -- but I can't remember what I said. All I know is that I was calculating everything I said to hurt him and make him feel as terrible and worthless as possible.

Finally I said that I only tolerated being around him, and nothing more -- that I didn't like being around him.

I then did some strange move where I lifted my hands, bent my arms, grabbed onto the back of the couch, and flipped myself over to the backside of the couch. When I did this, I was in another room.

As soon as I had said everything I felt really terrible. I could tell that my brother had taken everything I'd said to heart. I knew that he'd probably lose faith in himself and go off and get into some kind of trouble. It really upset me that I'd started off that whole chain of events -- even though, while I'd said everything, it was exactly what I'd meant to do.

I didn't seriously mean anything I'd said, though, and now I wanted to apologize to my brother for everything.

My brother was standing right next to me. I figured this would be the best time for me to apologize to him and get things back in order between us.

We were staring at a table full of arts and crafts supplies. The main thing I remember is yellow, plastic canisters of powdered paint. The canisters looked like label-less Crayola products. We had to pour the powdered paint into white, styrofome bowls and add water. I may have called this paint "tempera."

I was looking at the table and apologizing to my brother. My brother was telling me something like, It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay, don't worry about it. But I still felt awful, and I wanted my brother to know I was sorry.

Dream #4

A girl, probably an Asian girl, maybe in her early or mid teens, was wearing a strange helmet. The helmet was made out of brightly polished chrome.

The skull of the helmet held pretty close to the woman's head. But the jaw of the helmet extended straight forward, on both sides, forming something like two stylized, trapezoidal tusks. There may -- possibly, I'm not sure -- also have been ear-like or wing-like shapes coming off the top of the head.

I wondered why the woman would need to wear something like this. It didn't make sense, for daily life.

But somehow I got the understanding that the woman had been attacked, either physically or spiritually, in her life. She was still healing from the attack. And she was still vulnerable to future attacks. So, to protect the healing areas, the woman had to wear this helmet. The helmet may also have helped her fight, in the case of any future attacks.

Dream #5

I was at my old friend R's apartment. But, for some reason, it was now my family's house. My mom and my mom's best friend were at the house. My sister was also there. Other people may also have been there. But I'm not sure who they were.

We were in somebody's bedroom, which was at one end of the apartment. I was sitting on the edge of a big, fluffy bed.

My mom and my mom's friend were secretly worrying over me. They didn't say anything to me. But they were discussing the fact that I was seeing demons, and that I might, therefore, be suffering from schizophrenia. My sister may also have been involved in the conversation.

I got up, not quite feeling like myself, but still trying to prove that I was sane. I'm pretty sure the fact was that I was seeing demons. But I think I was trying to prove to somebody that they were real. But if I couldn't prove they were real, I could, at least, in the meantime, prove that I had a decent grip on the rest of reality.

I walked into the next room, adjacent to the bedroom. I'm not sure what it was. For some reason, I saw the door on the left wall of the room. I wanted to jump from where I was, through the doorway, into the hallway.

I jumped, and I made it. But instead of landing, I decided I just wanted to keep flying. I knew that one could hover 12cm or so above the ground if one had jumped, and that one could move about a bit more quickly than walking by floating around at this height.

I floated off to my left, up the hallway, into the kitchen, where my mom and her friend were. They may still have been talking about how crazy I was. I thought they'd especially think I was crazy, now that I was flying around. I think they'd even think I was crazy for thinking I could fly.

But I wanted to keep flying, and I wanted to prove to somebody that I was flying. So I turned around and headed down the hallway. My sister was walking up the hallway. I figured if she saw me flying she'd know I was flying and that I wasn't crazy.

But as I passed the front door of the apartment, right before I saw my sister, I passed a pair of high heels. The high heels were very strange. The toes and sides of them were covered in a red fabric with white designs. The heels were covered with something like blue denim and white designs. The shoes were then -- somehow -- fringed with white lace.

For some reason, these monstrosities really caught my fancy. I said, "Ooh!" And even turned back to look at them as I passed them. My sister saw how I paid attention to the shoes. I thought, Oh great. Now she'll think I like the shoes because I like wearing women's shoes. And she'll think that since I "like wearing women's shoes," I'm crazy.

My sister was already heading back up the hallway, toward the bathroom, which was near the kitchen. I turned around to follow her, hoping I could say something to her which would make her think I wasn't crazy.

But my sister was talking to me about some kind of fashion show, which the shoes had been a part of. My sister was talking about one dress in particular from the show. My sister either liked the dress or the model for the dress.

The model may have looked like an ultra-thin version of Scarlet Johanssen (I probably spelled that wrong). She had pale skin, and her hair was in a very 1930s-style, triangular kind of cut, not quite shoulder length, full of tight, blonde curls.

The model wore a red dress with white designs. The fabric of the dress was kind of thick and practical, not thin, sheer, or soft. The collar-line of the dress was very low and had a wide v-cut. The sleeves were kind off poofy, in an angular way.

The model also wore a blue hat, the fabric seemed to be like denim. The had basically just sat, tiltled kind of rakishly, atop the curls of the model's hair. It didn't really fit over the whole skull.

No dream recall last night as I was fairly intoxicated, so I thought I'd share a recurring dream I used to have when I was very young.

The dream would always start differently, in various places that were at least 1 floor above the ground. It would feel exactly like a normal dream (and probably would have continued normally, if left uninterrupted), and there's one occurrence that I remember more vividly than any dream I've experienced:

I am in my parents bedroom with some friends from school, jumping on the bed (remember, I must have been 7 or 8 years old). Suddenly, I hear the sign that I hear in every instance of this recurring dream: footsteps up the stairs. [No doubt the sound of my parents going up to bed in the real world]
I know exactly what to do at this point, as I've had years of practice: lie as flat as you can, hands by your sides, head tilted sideways. I tell my friends to do the same and they follow, apart from one. He stays standing up on the bed, and as I close my eyes I hear the door open and my friend scream as this monster throws him into a nightmare - the price to pay for not lying on the ground and therefore being invisible to him.

I think I was caught by the monster a few times in the early instances of the dream, and thrown into a nightmare, and though I never remember the top half of its body, I know that the bottom half consists of the pair of 'wrong trousers' from the Wallace and Gromit animation. I can't watch it now without being reminded of those nightmares.

Banana Grams (FRAG)

The beginning of the dream is a little sketch, I mostly remember how I was wondering around the citys parking garages but I'm not exactly sure how I got to the end of the dream. That was a game of capture the flag except instead of flags the other side had different stands of vegetables. There were corn stands, banana stands, and one other I think. You would run over to the other side and try to grab the banana/s (a bunch was preferable) and then run back to your side without getting tackled. We didn't play with those stupid flag belts that you may remember from your childhood. And we were on cement. Also, if you went to get the corn, and cracked it on either side, coins would spill out (like mario coins) and when you collected them you would get a star for every certain amount of coins you had. the part I mostly remember was it was near the end of the game and I got some corn, which was really close to the middle line, and then I was able to get three stars. I got really deep back into my territory. Had the three stars, one in my right hand, 2 in my left. I then charged the other side. As soon as I got to the middle line, I snapped the right hand star, making my skin glow like in mario. With this, I pushed my way through their team, 2 girls, and a younger gentleman. I snagged a bunch of bananas, enough to surely get us the victory. I could hear the other team yelling two things. One is that they were surprisingly close to victory (surprising because they were indeed the underdog by far), and another thing: that the banana champion from years past was on their team and he was coming for me. I immediately started the sprint back to my side when I saw an old dark cuban man, about my height and bald, running at me with the agility of a teenager. We almost came to gether, when I cracked another star to keep up my strength. I juked left and he followd. I juked right and he kept up to me. Finally I dove straight at him landing right on the other side of the line, and when I did he tried to push me to the other side. The ref stopped him and declared my team the winners. I got up, feeling the excitement of victory flow through my body like never before, running towards my team and yelling like mad. There was inspirational music in the background and it was all very touching. We had won.

dream : comments : lucid

8th of January, 2012

This dream kept repeating in on itself, albeit slightly differently each time.

I kept being late for work to begin with. First my car wouldn't work, then the next time I had a motorbike but forgot my bag, then it was raining and I couldn't leave for some reason. All in all it was really frustrating coz I spent many dream-hours just doing nothing.

Later on I was in a strange chinatown type place and going out to dinner with George Bush's son (does he even have a son?) but I told him I was late for work again and ran away. Found myself on a boat and sailed it over the land, across pebbles and down a stream in the wilderness. Eventually I ended up beached and went up a hill to go see these people I was supposed to meet who were riding quad-bikes. As I approached, a tank appeared on the horizon and started ominously coming towards us. I jumped on the bikes and rode back to town.
The dream started again.
Instead of a boat, we were walking through the wilderness with Bear Grylls. He told me I should have invented dirt because "it's pretty useful"!
We ended up back on the pebbly beach but this time a fat guy was waiting on a dock for us. There was a bed in the water under the dock being kept afload by balloons. The fat guy pushed us in the water and we swam ashore and again approached the quad-bikes. Except this time they were people with plastic bags picking up rubbish off the hill. I grabbed a bag and shook it by the handles to "make it come to alive". Instead, it turned into one of those bouncy ear-ball things that you ride on. It got a hole in it which I tried to fix and then bounced back to the city.