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I have had a multitude of dreams over the past few days, I just got lazy and didn't post them here . Oh well, I need to do better in the future

I was in my e-Commerce class on the first day back to school after the Winter Break, and everyone was trying to get their final project done, as it is due tomorrow. Talking to my friend John, this is how our conversation went:

Me: "So John, going to get some Capstone work done today?"
John: "Oh yea, I plan on talking to some people, eating, goofing off..."
Me: "Don't forget playing Tetris!"
John: "Yeah. THEN I'll get some work done."

At this point I got incredibly hungry, and opened up my lunchbox to see if I had any food. Unfortunately, I had packed sausage and vegetables to eat for lunch, and didn't pack any snacks. At this, I requested John to go find me some snacks, and handed him my lunchbox. In the end, he just took the contents out, appearing to want it for himself. "The nerve...," I muttered to myself. At this point, I got up and circled the room. As I was coming back to my seat, I tapped this girl on the shoulder then walked away quickly. She fell for it and looked in the direction I tapped her in. "I can't believe she fell for that," I said to myself. My teacher then asked me if I had finished my 3 'Burst Responses', which John said were 3 assignments on the rubric to be completed over the break. I replied yes.

At this point, a student named Maury came out of my Teacher's supply closet (this closet, in reality, is way too small to house a person in). My teacher asked him what he was doing in there, and he said students locked him in there, and sealed off the closet with huge strips of duck tape.

This was actually from Sunday, I just haven't uploaded it until now.

I was in a classroom, and everyone was having some kind of party. We each got a bagel but before we could eat it we had to cut around the edges so that it was perfectly round. I also had to bring one next class, so I was trying hard to remember.*

Then I went downstairs to my locker, and realized I had forgotten the combination. A girl next to me pointed to the principal's office. I thanked her and went in. There were three other kids looking at the long list (stack of papers) of combinations. Once I found mine (0, 0, 35?) I opened my locker, only to realize I didn't need to put anything in or take anything out.

I ran outside so that I wouldn't miss the bus. However, they weren't busses; they were trains. I boarded one, and looked outside the window. Some kid did a backflip and landed right on his neck, so they had to use our train as an ambulance. We had to wait for another train to come. This time I sat all the way in the front. The train was made of very light metal, almost like plastic.

Encounter with a Woman

I was in bed with a woman next to me. She was older, but sexy. Beside her on the other side of her was someone else, likely a man.

I started rubbing her back, nervous that she wouldn't like it, or that the person on the other side of her wouldn't like it. The woman ended up rolling over me to go to the bathroom.

She was wearing a white robe. As she rolled over, we were chest to chest. I was somehow able to feel her breast as she rolled over. It was not a bear cop, but I felt it better than if it were through a terry robe in waking life.

She went to the bathroom. After a minute, I went to the bathroom. As she came out, I wanted to spend a moment with her, but there were two kids that could possible see. I started to go through the bathroom door. I looked back and now there was a small hall with another door, so that we had privacy. In other words, she could pass through her door back to the bed room, and I could pass through the bathroom door, and go to the bathroom. Until then, we were both in this hall way type room.

After a moment, I realized we wanted each other. I held her, but then she said that she couldn't do it because it would affect the rest of her life.

The End
~

The Butterfly

I was kicking a football around a yard. I kicked it kind of far, then there was a soccer ball. I tried to kick it to where I had kicked the football, but it went to the left. I went to retrieve the soccer ball and found a butterfly about twice the size of a Monarch. It was black with blue and yellow spots.

I called to my cousin N. to look at it. It was alive, but not well, or it couldn't fly because of the high winds There was an ant on one wing. I didn't want the ant to destroy her wing because I wanted to make jewelry out of it like a ring I had seen in waking life.

The End.

Poor sleep, not much recall.

1) I was with two other people, in a small box-like room, and one was instructing me how to squat press a weight. Other person was going after me I think...

I saw a man and knew he was 'a second Jesus'. He wanted to go to the top of a mountain. His friends were worried about him because lightning was going to strike at the same time he arrived. After he resurrected, I saw Jesus (not sure if it's the guy or actual Jesus) holding onto a rope under a spaceship. It pulled him upwards into space.

Dream 1
I was in the halls of the Chancellor's quarters in Coruscant. I was chasing someone or something through the halls, I might've had a lightsaber as I don't remember much but it was dark in the halls.


The person I was chasing could've been IG-88 all I know is that he had a staff. I shot lasers or he shot lasers at me. The laser were red.

I also remember going back to the beggining like it was a game. Twisted Metal or something. I looked out the door at one point it was night time, the city looked pretty nice though.

Dream 2
I was in my house and I has boxing gear on (headguards, gloves). I was talking to someone who resembled Shaquille O'Neal, we conversed about boxing and then started talking about weight classes. I said I was a welterweight and I couldn't spar him he went through the weight classes "Lightweight,welterweight,middleweight,heavyweight ,bigweight".

"Bigweight? I think you mean Super Heavyweight" I said.
"What?" then he said he could beat me up and he started punching me. I thought it was going to hurt loads becasue of his weight advantage.

We left the kitchen and went to the frontroom. Where we were to spar my coach told me to get in. But I only remember standing outside the "ring" (the space designated in the front room). I really should've RC'd.

My mother revealed to me that while I had been visiting her, she found my IUD in her house. Apparently, it had come dislodged and fallen out. She kept it for months, deliberately not telling me, so I'd give her grandchildren. I looked at myself and saw that indeed, I was pregnant. I yelled angrily at my mother, flabbergasted that she'd stoop so low. I asked her if she understood that I'd been drinking and doing drugs the past few months, unaware of her schemes, and that the baby would not be well. I screamed with despair, and the noise sounded like a baby's scream.

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The setting is a sterile, white, minimal, hermetically-sealed floor of a skyscraper. Small boys and girls, all aged around 10-14 and all blonde, live here, each in their own small room. They're overseen by adult minders and have never been outside of the building. One girl is curious about the outside and manages to leave. She finds she can fly. The building the children live in, she sees, is surrounded by nothing but high-rises in an endless dystopian cityscape.

The girl returns and develops a love of dragons. She orders (or I send her?) dragon toys from the internet, which appear in her sterile room in Amazon boxes.

The girl meets a boy, and eventually both escape. They end up at an art gallery with experimental electronica playing and a circus-like atmosphere. How should the story end, I wonder? Should they live happily ever after? No, the story should end in tragedy, I think. They should meet someone - maybe a tattooed lady? It's been done in Stranger in a Strange land, I remember.

03.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: ( This is from 1/2/12, but I didn't want to make two posts in one day )

I took a late afternoon nap for this one.

I'm back in college station, and I'm headed to go back to my apartment, but I'm having trouble riding my bike.

I take a left and go straight and I jump with my bike onto some grass with a small chair that fell down sideways.


Dream 1: (This is 1/3/12)

Sasuke is coming out of the lake with Naruto, and they're as old as they are in Naruto Shippuden. Sasuke is wearing some weird looking outfit, it's like a mix of his samurai looking outfit when he first encountered Naruto and the new one where he fought and killed Danzo.



I was in spectator mode, and Sasuke's eyes were in Sharingan Mode all the time, probably to stop Naruto from counterattacking.

(But I thought Naruto, at least in sage mode, wouldn't fall for Sasuke's genjutsu, but then again I couldn't recall if Naruto was in Sage mode).

Anyway, Sasuke continues to hold Naruto by the arms and keeps moving forward. Then when all of us enter a room, there was some kind vine looking monster, like a tentacle arm. It tried to attack Sasuke, but no use.

Then some random bug that looks like a mini-praying Mantis appears (from this point on the dream recall goes to crap, but just for this dream, so I won't try to fill too many details).



Oh wait, nevermind, that's all I remembered for the dream hahaha. (Sorry, I honestly had more recall, but I didn't want to type it since the dream REALLY went random.

Dream 2:

Let me give you the mentality of this dream.

Spoiler for Just doing this in case...:

Imagine being a child, stuck in a small shed, you're barely surviving and soliders are trying to look for any survivors from the opposing country.

They have guns, while you have the defense of a paper hat (you're not really holding a paper hat mind you). So it's best not to make a sound right? Otherwise you go bye-bye.

(Sorry, when I wake up again from another dream, I'll probably regret this really vague sarcasm with the analogy, but it's the best I can do without boring you with long and fancy-smanchy words).

And when they come in your area, one goes into the shed, and you go bat shit crazy on him and start stabbing the guy and you laugh like crazy while the blood squirts all over your face and you enjoy every moment of it because your body is still recovering from the abnormal flow of adrenaline causing you to fight and become REALLY insane.

That's how scared I was below.

I was inside some random room, and it's pretty dark. (kind of like the description I provided in the spoiler about the mentality of this dream if you didn't read it beforehand)

I was calm at first, but then this really big DC in the dark slowly comes out of nowhere, and he was holding a weapon! Maybe an uzi or something, but I wouldn't have allowed it to try and kill me.



There's a machine gun (mini-sized,probably an Uzi as well) convienently placed on the floor. I grab it quickly and before I shoot, the moment was like when two people with swords get closer and closer and closer and make the final strike, and you see their faces up close and personal and BAM.



I was making some weird facial expressions out of fear, and shot the DC. I just kept shooting and shooting. After I killed it, I kind of go mentally insane (but I won't explain more on how I was going crazy).

Dream 3:

Spoiler for I'm serious, don't do it if you don't want to see.:

Spoiler for Are you sure you want to see me do weird things? o.o:

Spoiler for It's not that bad, but it's kind of disturbing for me....you can still click this to check:

WARNING: IF YOU LOVE JUSTIN BIEBER, PLEASE DO NOT LOOK AT THIS SECOND PART OF THE DREAM (I'll have a spoiler hiding it, but just wanted to tell you in advance).

Pure and simple dream here, I accidently stab someone who looks like Justin Bieber. I thought they would die, but after a while, they come back. He was giggling and tried to send some message that I'm trying to kill him.



I don't know why he didn't die, I stabbed him straight in the heart. I saw the blood pouring slowly, I even pushed the knife a little deeper.

Justin was smiling the whole time, I don't know why he wouldn't be scared or me just killing him, and him suddenly coming back to life. I keep trying to grab his arms because he's typing that I'm trying to kill him.

He is basically acting like a little child in the dream...he was opening the door that led to outside, but I quickly lock it back. Then I decided this guy just needs to die.

I get some weapon that looks like a curvy sword (like cutlass or machete), and completely push Justin to the ground and stabbed him in the heart horizontally.

(It was like the second to last sword on the right)


The weird part was that he was gone, and I was cutting off into 3 pieces a dried up heart.



I see the pieces fall and some weird stuff was in it. The insides looked like a 3D-display of organelles in an Animal Cell.



I think it's from me watching Justin's video on "Baby ft. Ludacris" on the DreamTube section of Dreamviews (which I really regret watching all ~3:45 minutes of it)

These dreams are starting to become TOO random...

And I didn't enjoy the last dream at all, I was still kind of freaked out from the one before it.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with a big group of people. We were in an area that looked like the large reading room of the New York Public Library. But it was also something like a high school gymnasium. The group I was with was probably a church group, though it may have been part of a church-school.

I was up on a balcony level, crouched down or sitting down near the floor. There were a few other people up here with me, including a teacher, who sat behind me.

We looked down on the main area, where a lot of other people were. That area may have been floored with brownish gym mats. There may have been an occasional school desk. There were a decent amount of students down there. Everything felt kind of cluttered.

We had all been given a lesson by somebody who was probably speaking into a microphone from some pulpit at the other end of the room from those of us on the balcony. It was some lesson about Christian history.

We now had to do an in-class exercise based on the lesson. The exercise was some kind of role-playing game. I think we all had to imagine ourselves as some saint, who had been the subject of the lesson. We then had to imagine ourselves into the environment of the saint.

A classmate of mine, a boy maybe eleven or twelve years old, wanted me to come with him on the role-playing game. I was probably going to go along with him.

But my teacher, a pretty, blonde woman, yanked me back from the boy. She told me the boy was distracting me. The teacher told me I was going to come with her.

I looked behind the teacher to the area I knew we were going to: some kind of stage-like area on the left wall of the room, where there were other kids sat out on the floor with papers, studying or doing their lesson exercise.

I was now in some kind of hallway-like space with my teacher. The hallway was like an old, narrow, seldom-visited corridor in a natural history museum.

We sat on the floor -- actually, I think my teacher was laying on her stomach. My teacher had a book, some kind of history of poetry. She may have read some of it to me. She may then have asked me either to read some to her, or to give her a reaction to what she'd read. She handed me the book.

I could see that the text was about the seventeenth century British poet Abraham Cowley. But the pages looked like they were from some kind of illustrated Bible for kids. There was a drawing, almost coloring-book-style, of biblical mountains running across the top half of one set of pages.

I told my teacher a little bit of my own thoughts about Abraham Cowley. I liked him, and I thought it was unfair that he'd fallen into obscurity.

I then read the bottom lines of the left-hand page of the book. It mentioned how somebody in the eighteenth century had "single-handedly" rescued Cowley from oblivion. It took me a long time to read this. But I finally got the idea that the person referenced was Samuel Johnson.

My teacher was now slightly around the corner from me, and up on a very small platform, elevated about 20cm above the floor. I lay on my stomach and stared at a beautiful, Gothic-style, wood wall as I gave my teacher some of my own thoughts on Cowley.

It was hard for me to speak -- my brain was really groggy. But I said, "Well, you know, now that Cowley's rescued from oblivion, everybody thinks he's just great. But I don't think he's free from faults. I love his Mistress poem cycle. But his Odes are kind of flat, in my opinion."

i was on a boat. it was a nice sunny day. i wondered how many years has it been, since someone last cleaned the toilet there. there were traces of a woman, who probably lived there long ago.
we were in front of a big greenhouse. looked more like a church from glass, except there were trees and plans in it.
i was inside as a spectator. it was a big castle room, the people looked noble. one man with a beard came to another, much junger one while talking. he sturted choking him. when that didn´t work, he stabbed him with a stick or a knife and pushed him down. the others started kicking him.
the murderers were on a tropical island, having a barbeque party, no longer dressed nobly. one of the ghosts of 2 of their comrades, whom they probably killed on the way, wanted more cheese. he had big glasses.
meanwhile, the victim woke up (all bloody) and dissapeared.

With a broom in the right hand I jump in a deep ocean to swim to my friends which try to jump from the water surface to a flying platform. As I was under the platform I try to dive deeply so that I have enough bounce to reach the platform with my broom .

[Commentary]
As I dive I though that my art to dive is not physically correct, but I don't reliaze that I'm dreaming .

I was standing in a dark room in front of my aquarium (which i didnt have one at the time). An older man walked in who reminded me of Gandolf the Grey or Dumbledor......He and i was talking. He was telling me why i had to leave everything behind again. Even my fish. This saddened me. I wondered if my fish would die, or if someone would take care of them. I then poored the entire bottle of fish food into the tank. it was blue and white. it poored into the tank and formed into the shape of a type of coral. i woke up before leaving with the older man.

it was dark. i walked into a room with someone i was about to start kissing and snuggling with. i dont recall who it was. i woke up.

This dream is an early one and I don't remember it very well....

one part is that I am with some family and we go to a water park or so.
We buy to the dad a big kind of trophy made of turkish sugar.... it looks like two twisting walls and a bar in the middle. At one point, when they start to eat it, I tell them that I wanted to weigh it as I believe it had more than three kilograms. They somewhat argue with me.

Then we jump to the water.... I remember swimming under the water in the swimming pool.. it was pretty deep.

another scene is in the garage on my house. I have parked our car and there is some other guy somewhat interfering with it. My mum wants something from me. I think there is some key hassle or so.

I also remember going to a theatre that looks like the new building that is being build at UBS. I get there and there are two girls that I was supposed to watch the play with. I think it was The Lion King. But when I get there it is over. I suggest that we stay and watch another play, as they may play it again right after. But the stage is being all cleaned up and reorganised. Those girls say that this was the last time they played it. I don't feel very bad at all... I don't know why.

There was a bunch of people. Jessie, Morrigan, JR, Simon, my Mom and Gary. We was in a house together debating on how we would get somewhere. there was so many of us and we thought we would have to take multiple cars. then we decided to take a van. it was white. i awoke before ariving.