non-lucid

Tonight I wanted to have dreams at my moms house because that's where most of my lucids are. I imagined myself there and wanted to have sex tonight.

Was in my old room with brad dustin Yeva kara Leo. Brad kept coming in naked and laughing saying that's how he liked to be from now on. Kara and I had sex at some point. Leo and I took Shrooms but I forgot about it until later. Stephaya and Yeva left after brad was naked and eventually it was just me Leo and my mom. My mom was cleaning and made me clean my room. We went downstairs and Leo put on the Beatles. Someone said that if you want to find yourself than you should really look at yourself in the mirror. Leo left to his room and I realized I was still tripping hard on the Shrooms. I looked at the toaster and put my hand through the air. There was a playoff like forcefield in the air. I knew it was the Shrooms. It felt almost like a magnet. I thought different music should be playing and a created a little energy bolt in my hand. The donnie darko song was playing and it showed Leo looking intently at the mirror

Was with my dad. His girlfriend left him and he was super upset. I tried to calm him down for a while. Kara came over and we had sex. She left and I told my dad he should go to Amsterdam and find a woman to have sex with. He agreed and kara came over again. We were going to have sex again and I kicked my dad out of the room.

I am preparing for holiday, I am out shopping with my mum, dad, joe and josh. I am walking around looking at things that i'll need, clothes, supplies etc. I realise that i dont really need anything at all because the holiday i am on will be all-inclusive. I rush round to tell josh & joe, then i leave them to it.
We head home and start to play Naruto Ultimate NinjaStorm 2 and i keep beating them both really easily, they hate it but i am laughing.

We decide to play some cod, at first we are all playing and then suddenly we are transported into the game and playing. I remember running round with a p90 in a sort of desert map with a huge building in the middle. I seem to kill a load of guys and i'm pretty chuffed with myself.

*dream skip*
I arrive at my destination, exit the plane that im on. As i get off the plane i realise we have landed in a really derelict runway that is surrounded by fields and over grown weeds, i look up to the sky and it seems pretty overcast. I walk on to the fields and for some reason begin to search for cannabis plants, i remember saying to myself "gotta make this holiday worth hit" i am inspecting a plant but someone calls my name. I look up and see my dad at the top of a hill staring down over the horizon. I get curious and want to see for myself so i walk up to him. I look down and can see a huge beach, with beautifully clear waters stretched out before me. I see hotels lined up too and begin to walk along the beach to find my hotel.
I leave mum & dad behind and start to walk along the beach, i am just at the sea front and there are plenty of people swimming and playing in the sea.
The waves here are pretty huge and there are a lot of surfers too. As im walking i find a shopping mall, decide to go in and take a look. For some reason i meet a monk in orange robes, he seems fearful and doesn't want to be noticed. I ask him whats wrong and explains that everybody on this island has a shard of metal implanted in their butt. I laugh when he says this but he glares at me. "its true!" he says, "as im a monk i have to have an orange shard of metal implanted, everyone else has silver" i think to myself "holy shit he is serious" and set about trying to hide the monk. We are walking through the main walk-way and a white guy, about 25ish drops down from above us, he lands right next to us and im startled.
"what are you doing?"
"stealing this stuff. I dont have a metal implant so i cant work"
The monk tells me we need to get out of here.

*dream 2*

I am at school, in an I.T lesson, i am sat at a table and to my left is megan, to my right is a blonde girl i do not recognise and to her right is my ex, soph.
Soph is trying to get my attention but i seem to be more focused on the blonde girl. She is telling me why she left me, because she had my child etc and was worried i wouldn't stay with her, but not is wandering if we could get back together again, she grabs my and and i say "maybe" we are holding hand for some time.
I suddenly realise i have not done as much work as everybody else & the teacher is coming to check on us. I tell the teacher my first idea was stupid and i had to start again, this time im making a women's magazine.

We leave the classroom & it is the end of the day, I am walking out of the school gates & see the blonde girl walking with another guy, this alone doesn't bother me but i look down and see a child. This child looks exactly like the guy the blonde girl is with, skin-head with a freckly face, and i make the connection instantly. I realise that she was lying to me and i get angry, she turns around and sees me... She hangs her head and i walk past her without even looking, i can hear her crying as i walk past.

I notice there is a silver sports car with blacked out windows parked next to the exit to the school. I am checking out the car and as i walk past the drivers side window rolls down. Its andy sandberg "sup muthafuckaaaaaa!" he says and wobbles his head. I laugh "man your hilarious!" i tell him. He laughs and then tells me he knows what has happened, that im upset and that i should follow him so that we can go get really high. I jump in the car & he zooms off.
He slows down when we reach a huge house, he opens the gate and parks on the drive. We get out and he tells me that some of my friends are already here. We walk up to the house and he takes me to his huge hot tub where i see Paul and Frenchy. I am amazed to see my friends here and we all begin to chat instantly.

Before i know it Andy is rolling a blunt wrap, i tell him "man i haven't got any green on me and i dont just wanna smoke up all yours" He laughs and tells me "its cool, ive got so much anyway its not a problem, you can sort me out next time".
He passes me the blunt and i smoke away, its an amazing feeling being high in a hot tub! I feel so relaxed, i realise i need the toilet and ask andy where it is, he tells me and i get out, dry off quickly and head into the house where i find the rest of the lonely island crew. "Oh, i'm with andy, i hope its ok that im here."

"its fine, its basically Andy's house anyway man, are you looking for the bathroom?"
I nod and Jorma points to my right. I thank him and go to the toilet.
I re-enter the hot tub and Andy is telling everybody about a really cool course you can go down on any vehicle. I think this sounds amazing and ask him if i could luge it on my skateboard. He tells me i could and that the start is right outside his house. He even offers me a skateboard to use. I go outside and lay down on the skateboard, paul is on the back to help steer. We roll towards the edge of a hill and start to go down, we have to dodge all the traffic and a car slows down in front of us indicating right, when there is no right turn, i get annoyed at this.

We pass the car and are heading for a long right turn i lean on the right side of the skateboard and we zoom around it. After this turn there are signs to follow that lead to a run down shed that is displaying my time. 1:08. "yes!" i shout. Everyone is congratulating me, someone tells me they did it on skates and i say "you should try laying on a skateboard. Its scary as hell!" everybody laughs.

Me and both of my brothers were sitting somewhere in a park enjoying ourselves having a good time at a party. This party consisted of maybe about 6,000 people. Then a giant african american dude walked up to my brother and started grabbing him and harassing him. I just stood there in shock. Then my youngest brother, Samuel who is 8 years old started doing Tae-Kwon-Do(Which they do in real-life) on these guys and kicked all their asses. After that me and my middle brother joined in on the fight and helped my brother defend himself. After that things calmed down when a police offer walked up to the group and people saw him talking to some guy who complained about the fight. We then started running somewhere through these big Chinese doors and finally my dream ended.

Another dream I had last night was that I was at my friend's house(he is known as mikhailov305 on these forums) and we started chilling and I had another friend there that was friends with me from New York. We all started chilling and then I got a text from my other friend saying "Me and Melissa are coming to aventura(where my friend's house was)" and i replied ok just make sure you bring some whisky and jagermeister My friend Brian from New York said it was so hot in the house so he came up to the door and opened it to refresh himself while I was sitting somewhere laughing. There was also some kind of clown standing next to him.

The 3rd dream I had involved me going on the computer to watch a Big Brother episode which is a show on CBS. I started watching this fictional clip and noticed that one of the eliminated contestants was back in the game. My dream ended soon after.

Lastly, my final dream include me, my closest friend, and this eliminated contestant from Big Brother(See Above) to be in a very small gym and this big guy from Big Brother started showing me how to do bicep training with cords. I later told him I dont want to and proceeded to go to a cardio machine(which i use everyday) and i put it on 5 mph. I then got off and the dream ended.

Yay! I finally remembered some of my dreams from the night before, I also figured out what issue with recall was. At least some of it. In the military you have to wake up and be ready for action immediately so there's no time to lay there and try to recall your dreams, I got into that habit like most.

Early this morning:
I remember a man in an odd suit wheeling a chiuaha around in a remote control car built for dogs. That lead into a pirate ship dream where I was investigating the use of dogs on ancient sailing ships, a pirate ship in this instance and found that I had been a party to the "scurvy dog" saying by telling the captain the poor pitiful looking dog had scurvy.

So there you have it! DR a little bit!

Yay! I finally remembered some of my dreams from the night before, I also figured out what issue with recall was. At least some of it. In the military you have to wake up and be ready for action immediately so there's no time to lay there and try to recall your dreams, I got into that habit like most.

Early this morning:
I remember a man in an odd suit wheeling a chiuaha around in a remote control car built for dogs. That lead into a pirate ship dream where I was investigating the use of dogs on ancient sailing ships, a pirate ship in this instance and found that I had been a party to the "scurvy dog" saying by telling the captain the poor pitiful looking dog had scurvy.

So there you have it! DR a little bit!

first im in a city and am confused if its manchester or london. the borough bgins with b (Bromsgrove? town somewhere else) but i cant remember it. its confusing because ive been here before ina dream, yet it feels like its somewhere i have visited in reality on one of my jobs. the confusion isnt q6uite enough to get lucid though. just off the main road there is a public garden and i see my parents and tell them to go round it because i remember how nice it is. the garden and the section of road it is on is covered in amazing fruit trees. massive melon, orange, plum and all sorts that just look amazing. i think there is some kind of local business that ive seen before that plantes the trees although i dont bother going into it this time.

next bit and we are going to a party at some old themed place. were on a bus and im right at the front behind the driver. the last road before the venue takes us along this amazing track that is on a river with trees growing over it. the bus flies down this which is scary but exciting.

we get to the venue and when i go through the door i have seen it before and it makes me think it is some kind of branded theme pub that ive seen before, but only in a dream. inside the main room is circular with a high ceiling in the middle and really low cramped spaces round the edge. it feels like everyone is waiting for some kind of tour/event but for some reason they are all sat round the edge. it feels massively claustrophobic so eventually i break from the crowd and lie down in the middle where there is loads of room. this breaks the fear and the party starts to happen.

im wearing some odd kind of flourescent yellow and orange top with colours that kind of fade into each other. i notice that some old mate has the same top on. he appraoches me and the colours of the top have spread accross his face into some kind of tribal paint effect.

next thnk i remember is being back in my garden. a massive eagleowl flies past so i tell everyone to look. 2 more start circling so i try to follow them. one young one lands on a tree. i go up to it although its really high up. it turns into some kind of albatross type thing which is still pretty amazing. i try to follow the others and suddenly i am in manchester in a big city centre park and they are hunting low down. im half running and half cycling round this park and i see a fox. i go round this corner and my wires (headphones?) get caught up with some kids. we try and pull them apart and laugh then untangle them.

im on the track at the side of the park and i see an owl on a post by the track. i cycle madly to catch up with it, then fail to break in time and fly past it. i turn around and luckily its still there. i head back and i see it is hunting a woodpecker. the woodpecker hides in the bush and the owl manically circles the bush looking for a way to strike. all this while i am just a couple of metres away. the owl is truely massive and the way it circles the bush is truely frightening. eventually it gives up and i get the feeling i have pissed it off by being so close. it turns on me and i take up a defensive position with my feet in the air because my shoes are the only thing that will protect from the talons. i subdue it somehow and manage to take it home. it ends up in a little porch while we discuss what to do with it.

i have a brief conversation with my mum which is the closest i get to being lucid. its fcked up cos i explain to her that ive just been in this park which i tell her that i know doesnt really exist in manchester, and i must just think it exists because ive seen it in a dream somewhere yet even this doesnt do the trick... i do a bit of research and a book says there is a species of eagle owl native to herts, which must be complete bull but it was nice to be able to read something properly

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I stood before a group of people including Alice Liddell and Xie Kitchin. Alice and Xie stood on either side of something like a tree, although the tree was probably indoors. Something like an old scroll-sign may have been posted to the tree, and there may have been a staircase leading up to the tree. A few other people were around Alice and Xie, possibly including Lewis Carroll.

Either I or Lewis Carroll had brought gifts for Alice and Xie. The gifts were in thin, plastic bags, like the kind you might get at a bookstore. Caroll had given the gift to Xie with some amount of ceremony, but had neglected the same kind of presentation with Alice.

Caroll may have given Alice her present first, then given Xie her present. But he now rushed back over to Alice. He may have thought it was too late for making a presentation. So he may not have done much of anything at all. Both girls' gift-bags were lying at their feet.

Now Alice was walking around by herself in a space that was like a small path in a forest, except inside something like a mall. In fact, the "forest path" area was occasionally so narrow that it was like Alice was simply walking on the edge of some planter, right in the middle of a shopping mall's corridor.

As all this went on, Lewis Carroll went on to tell a story about how Alice had gotten a bug stuck in her nose. But somehow the bug was good, and Alice knew this. The bug may have been light green and maybe 10-15cm long. Alice knew that if she blew the bug out of her nose that something good would happen, so that Alice would have a good rest of the day.

But somehow, the story went, Alice thought that the second part of the day was always grumpy. So Alice was curious how the second part of the day could actually be happy.

So, Carroll narrated, Carroll told Alice that the first part of the day knew that the second part of the day was always grumpy. So the first part of the day would hide and avoid the second part of the day. But then the first part of the day would sneak up and surprise the first part of the day, somehow influencing the second part of the day to be good.

Dream #2

I was probably in something like a train (or a pickup truck?) with my sister and another woman, who was probably my sister's friend. It was a sunny day, and the sky was clear and deep blue. We rode along something that looked like a big lake. But it may actually have been an area hit by a really bad flood. The water actually looked peaceful, and it reflected the blue of the sky.

I told my sister that perhaps the flood hadn't been so bad after all. In fact, I didn't think the "power plant" had been damaged, like my sister had apparently thought. My sister may now have felt that I had been right.

But, even as we were talking, we came up to the power plant. It was at the other end of this "flood lake" from us, although now we were directly across from it. At first, it may have looked okay. But then, we saw, it was completely smashed and still half under the floodwaters. It looked like it had actually been only a substation. Now it was a bunch of smashed steel frames, wires, coils, and fencing. I told my sister it looked like she had been right after all.

Dream #3

I was in a small room, which may have been part of a library or museum. The room actually felt like a room in an old castle. The walls were like stucco. The walls each had wide, arched entryways on them. The room was kind of dim, with natural light seeming to come in from some indiscernable place.

There was a crowd of teenagers packed in the room, watching L'Arc en Ciel perform on a stage. I was alternately in the crowd and on the stage, singing, as if, from time to time, I became Hyde.

Then I was in the crowd, outside the room, in a kind of narrow hallway, which was just as packed with people. Somebody made an announcement that a line was now forming for the special L'Arc en Ciel concert, which would be held later on. The line was first come first serve, and only a few people would get into the concert.

I saw the line forming in the crowd in which I stood, like a current in the ocean. I thought that I should try to get in the line. After all, I thought of myself as a pretty big L'Arc en Ciel fan. But I was already sick of the crowd, and I didn't want to have to deal with the jerks in line on top of that. So I figured I'd forget it.

I was now walking through a big area, like a covered porch in an old monastery, although I may still have been inside. The crowd was still pretty thick here, although I finally had some personal space.

I was then standing before a woman who sat at a bench. The woman was maybe in her mid to late fifties. She had obviously been thin all her life, though she now seemed to be gaining weight, and she looked a little dumpy. She had pale, brown hair and fair skin. Her face was kind of square, lined with wrinkles. She had pale eyes. But the whites of her eyes looked misted over with purple, almost as if bruised.

The woman was either fully or mostly blind. She carried a walking cane. She may have been trying to explain to me how I needed to keep my emotional grounding regarding some kind of problem in my life.

I was really concerned by the purple coloring on the woman's eyes. I asked the woman how she'd become blind. The woman may have started telling me her story.

Dream #4

I was in the driveway of "my boss' house." It was a nice, sunny day. There were a lot of cars in the driveway, and there may have been a lot of people and activity on the driveway and in the garage, which was open.

Someone explained that my boss had been arrested for murder. The police were in the house, getting my boss. My boss' wife and daughter now came out of the house, hugging each other and crying. The daughter was blonde, wore a pink dress, and was maybe six or seven years old. She barely came up to her mother's waist. Apparently the little girl had been a victim of my boss' craziness.

Now the police were bringing out my boss. Someone mentioned that my boss thought I was stalking him. Part of the paranoia that had led him to murder was the thought that I was stalking him and somehow mind-controlling him, so that he'd become a killer. So I thought that, as my boss was brought out, I'd hide a little, so he wouldn't think I was there, "still" stalking him.

But the police brought my boss out too soon for me to hide. My boss was very pale, like my boss is IWL. But he looked a lot more manly. His face was kind of rugged and square, instead of being round and flabby. He also had stubble on his face. His hair was short, kind of wiry, maybe pale brown or red. My boss wore a pale, denim shirt. He looked really worn out by whatever he'd been through.

As the police were putting my boss in the car, my boss got a view of me. But I couldn't tell what he thought of seeing me. I and someone else got in another car and pulled away. I thought if my boss saw me leaving, he wouldn't think I'd been stalking him.

I was now somewhere, possibly in front of my boss' house again. I heard that my boss had actually murdered his daughter. The murder had actually been part of some ritual, maybe satanic.

My mom and I were now pulling up to my boss' house in a car. It was dark outside. It was either very late night or very early morning. We were here to pick up my sister. My sister had been in the house when my boss had committed the murders (my boss had possibly also murdered his wife). My sister was now "acting" as if she was house-sitting while my boss was in prison. This was so my boss wouldn't think my sister either knew about or felt uncomfortable about the murders that had been committed while she'd been in the house.

The home was still a separate home. But it was set up in a strange way. To get to the front door, I had to walk up a tall staircase, up to a balcony, like in an apartment complex or a hotel with outdoor balconies connecting the residences.

I knocked on the door, which was a grid of wood-framed, glass panes, showing in to the entrance corridor. The floors of the hallway were tile. There was something that seemed to be orange about the walls, though the walls seemed to be some kind of beige marble. The hallway ended in a wall and went off to the left and the right, i.e., in a "T" shape.

My sister first came from the right side. She saw me standing outside. She seemed to rush off, to get all her stuff together to meet me. She now came from the left side. She wore a giant, very lifelike, replica of a white horse's head on her body, so that the only part of her showing from under the horse's head was her legs, below the knees.

Somehow my sister explained to me (she was still walking to the door, and I was still outside) that she wore the horse's head as part of the satanic ritual. But she also wore it so my boss wouldn't think my sister had been able to see the murders my boss had committed. But I also knew that my sister wore the horse head over her body as a defense against the trauma she'd experienced from the murders.

Somehow, it was like my sister was my boss' daughter, and that my sister had been the main victim of some torturous satanic ritual which then culminated in the murder of someone, though probably not my sister.

Someone may have explained to me how my boss had finally been arrested. But as they told me this story, it was like I was watching the arrest. It was like my view was only 33cm or so away from my boss. Sometimes I may actually have seen from my boss' point of view.

My boss apparently lived in a smallish, kind of squalid, apartment. It was daytime. The front door of the apartment was open. The police were standing just inside, in the living room. They were going through the procedures of arresting my boss. But my boss suddenly made a break for it.

My boss may have been a young, tallish, slim, but muscular man wearing a sweater and jeans, with black hair and a light beard. My boss ran down a staircase. He ran past the apartments, into a desert field of dry grass and pale gravel. He then ran down into a shallow box canyon. He began spray painting a lot of words onto the walls of the box canyon in red spray paint.

I was curious about what my boss had written. It seemed like it was some kind of message, like for a doomsday cult. But I felt like there might be an element of philosophical truth, or at least a kind of dark coolness, to it. But I was also interested in how the police had caught up to my boss and captured him.

But the vision had ended here. Now I was in a weird building, like a convention center or shopping mall full of stuff that made it feel like a bunch of hotel lobbies or living rooms. I had been watching some TV. I'd probably been watching the scene of which I'd thought I'd been a part.

Someone standing near me may have explained to me that the police had caught my boss. But I knew they'd caught him. What I was interested in was how they'd caught him, and what he'd written on the walls of the box canyon.

I knew that my mother had gotten the newspaper. She'd actually just gone out to get the paper. She'd likely be coming back home with the paper by now. So I'd just go up to my mom's apartment (or room?) to get an account from my mom on what details had been in the paper.

I walked up to the mezzanine balcony of the strange building. I went down a side hallway and into a room like a hotel room, which was my mom's apartment. My mom had just arrived, and she was reclining on her bed with a selection of magazines and newspapers laid before her.

My mom may have been a kind of tall, kind of beautiful, glamorous woman, maybe just now beginning to gain weight. She may have worn a dark, silk slip and some kind of silk, floral-printed robe. She may have been wearing black mascara and a "Mrs. Robinson" hairstyle.

I sat on the bed with my mom and thumbed through some of the magazines and papers. I saw that some of the articles about my boss had pictures of Anders Breivik. (I didn't know Breivik's name in the dream.)

I asked my mom about it. She said, "When he tried to escape from the police, he tried to be like that Norway guy." (She might actually have said "Sweden guy.") "So he used a pickup truck as a getaway vehicle."

September 8, 2011

Non-lucid, fragment

I am working outside in the sun at my usual waking job. Myself and my coworker stop by at my cousin's house for a visit and someone tries to sell us a subscription to a language program.

I have a vague recollection of the fact that there are more details than this, but I am unable to recall what those details actually are.

1. I am on a movie set and catch the two main stars of the flick messing around together. The guy merely shrugs it off. He lets me take photos of he and the female star as his way of confessing to the world that he is in love with this woman.

2. I followed what looked like a miniature comet through the darkness. I ended up at my grandmother's house. The light disappeared into a hole in the wall. I looked in and found an old notebook, my grandmother's diary.

3. The northern lights were out on the south side of the night sky. A storm with brilliant multicolored lighting was to the north. I found the red lighting to be threatening.

4. Walked to the Post Office with my mother to pick up a parcel. We arrived to discover that the building had since changed into a mental hospital/post office.

5. I was helping a teacher friend of mine set a display table at a school. A few kids ambled by. One dropped a piece of round paper. I picked it up to discover it was a love letter. It reminded me of a love letter I received once in grade 3.

6. I possessed a camera that took photos of the future. All I had to do was point it at a person, fire off a shot and the camera would reveal a snapshot of that individual's future. People began coming to me for future photos.

Notes Non-Lucid Lucid

Wow, it's been a few days. I blame my unstable sleep schedule recently. Last night, I sort of fixed it, considering I had 2 dreams. But, for some reason, I can't remember the second one. Even though it was more recent. Anyways:

Dream starts out and I'm in a place. It somewhat reminds me of a hair parlor. Anyways, there is some woman in front of me. She's holding some kind of tool. She asks me if a wanted some kind of fiery tattoo thing. I say, "How does this work?" She doesn't tell me and still persists that I just get the tattoo. Well, she continues to pester me and I wake up.

I was in my old abandoned house from several yeas ago. The old carpet was there along with the painted walls.

I had a felling of close danger. I then heard a knock on the door. I opend it to a big man with a white beard. He told me that he was there to see my dead gandpa.

I led him up stairs and told the man of his passing.

It was quite an eventful night...

Dream 1

I was in my boxing gym and I was sparring six round with six different guys. The gym wasn't as it usually looked and I could see rain out of windows where I normally wouldn't since the real windows are painted on.

After I sparred the 6 rounds I couldn't do any ground work as I was so tired and sore. So i just left and went home I imagine. Later on I went back and my coach said "You're back, get on the "hang-up". He pointed to a construction site within the gym and it had people pulling themselves up to a platform.

Dream 2

I was in a casino but it was more like a film. A decepticon was trying to steal something from a shelf of stuff I think it was the Matrix but when he did find it. There was a huge fight in space and the Autobots fought the Decepticons. Megatron went on a rant to Optimus Prime but HotShot came in and shot Megatron so he's dead.

It was really awesome but I don't remember that much which sucks so much.

Fragment

I was lucid in one dream. I flew aswell so not bad.

I was a male marijuana plant in last night's dream. The view was mostly third person perspective. I was worried about accidently pollinanting the clones around me, especially the one right next to me. I knew that clone was my sister, from the same mother plant. (I guess that means I was a stressed plant turned hermie?). Anyhow, I kept pondering the situation and wondered how I could stop myself from pollinating but didn't see any way for me to prevent it.

08-09-11 I am standing in a tent on field. The field is filled with dandelions and I am starting to tear up the flowers with root and I do this quite frantically. Eventually other people start joining in until there are no flowers left. However as I go along I start pulling them up less careful about getting all of the root up.

When there are almost no flowers left I start noticing that the earth is moving and that the empty holes are crippling with spiders. I don't get to dwell on this thought as the next I know I find myself under the water in the ocean near the bottom.

I look up behind me and notice a sea snake being dropped into the water by an unknown entity. I start swimming towards the top and I don't know if I am kicking through the snake(s) or not. When I get to the top I find myself close to the shore of a beautiful beach.

It is high sunshine and I am wearing a wetsuit and am carrying a surf board. I have never surfed before, but I manage to catch a pipe (don't know if this is what it is called in surfer terms) on my first ever attempt, which the person with me considers quite the achievement.

I start feeling ill and I fall off the board and find myself in a living room right next to a door out to the hallway. Behind me there is a short haired girl who grabs me around the waist. I am in a different perspective and punch my own chest to start CPR. The perspective shifts back and I shout for someone to call the hospital. Someone runs into the hallway to do this.

The girl pulls me to the floor and Shane of Weeds is standing over me to continue the CPR.

My vision starts fading to grey and I am loosing it, but I hear a voice that tells me to stay here, relax and breathe. After a while my vision starts returning to normal and as I am looking up at one of my living room plants it gradually becomes green again.

After a while longer I can sit up and I look down my leg and notice a large circle. It isn't red and the bite marks from the snake have already healed up. However now we know that we are dealing with a cobra strike and I or someone else shout out into the hallway that the person getting help should tell this.
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Notes: I remember having two more dreams after this one related to it, though without the nightmare themes. However upon waking up this morning they seem to have vanished from memory.
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I am in Holland and going into a shop to buy some weed. Someone is with me and I think I am the experienced one and need to show them how it is done.

I walk over to the counter and tell the guy I need the weakest most mellow product he has. He immediately walks to the hash counter and tells his associate to service me.

His associate start dishing out this pink goo onto the counter and explains that this is the most mellow he has. Then the first guy comes over and tells the associate that it wasn't what I asked for that I needed something with a bit more fly to it. He starts pouring some brownish goo onto the counter. Then the associate asks me what I am after, most mellow or something with fly and I quickly explain just mellow.

We all laugh and I think I buy some of the pink stuff.

Skip.

Outside the shop, which looks more like a garage on the outside I run into some shady businesmen who are looking for 2 Pac. As they explain this he appears on the other side of the street wearing a long business like coat looking nothing gangster like at all.

I stop and think to myself that he is dead and that all the conspiracy theorists that predicted his return must have been right. I think to myself that either he came back in 2007 or we are actually in 2007 right now.

The reason they want to talk to him is because he has developed something and the dream shifts into a camera chasing him as he is running through a garden. In the centre of the garden is his invention. It is a crystal that emits some sort of high frequency sound/light combination. This invention has the possibility of performing any know surgery non-invasive.

However it seems like it is overloading and hence 2 Pac and his assistant are running to get to cover. All the while this crystal is pulsing emitting this crystal like sound-light combination. There is loads of colours in this pulse, which is quite sharply contrasted by the grey clouds in the sky.
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I am in a Sims like situation a person is telling me that he has never seen the stars. I sort of force him to do this. He replies that he has seen them on Youtube, which I find ridiculous.

I run up on a mountain that apparently is the highest location nearby and phone him and tell him he should get up there as there is absolutely no light pollution what so ever.

Besides I am standing right next to Mount Everest and I don't think it would be particularly difficult to reach the top of that either.

Skip.

On a beach now still with the same mission in mind though it is daytime and he will have to wait a while. Another person/Sim is there and he has the trait that he is easily burned and will have to return for sun lotion all the time.

The parents voice sort of explain that he will have to stop playing with me because of this. There are loads of other persons that assemble around me.

I follow the easily burned guy into the house, one of his arms is really red and he is whimpering. He gets sun lotion applied and there is a bar that measures his degree of burntness that goes down with applications of this lotion.

In the house I explain that he needs a hardcore lotion, maybe like one of those for babies and all of a sudden I am in a shop that sells sun lotion, after sun, sun tan amplifier and soap. Among other things the shop also sells katanas relatively cheap.

The shop is run by WakingNomad and he tries to charge me 500 dollars for little test samples in blue bottles. I am annoyed that he charges this much because I know the protection they offer to be exactly what I am looking for, but it is stupidly expensive. I mean the bottles are like the size of small shot bottles.
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Swimming with the family along the shore of a nice beach in high sunshine.
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With the family in a house. There are two dogs that keep jumping into the lap of my dad and uncle.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Middlestate[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Right now I am doing the exercises that I tell the people in my school project to do. And although I have already pracctised my awareness alot, it's still a good pracctise for. This evening before falling asleep I just looked at my hands nothing more. And I had some vivid dreams and even a short lucid dream.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I dreamt that I were in school and were listening to my history teacher. I normally like history, but this time I didn't undertstood anything she said. And she kept repeating that this was something that we should now by now.
She described different peoples life by drawing, weird lines and dots on the board. I raised my hand and told her that I didn't follow. But she only got angry and then she kicked me out, after I had a breakdown haha.

I was aware enough to realise that something was wrong, the school flelt different, everything felt different.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="red"]The dreamy feelingitself made me realise that I was dreaming. I looked at my hands and it stabilised a bit, although I forgot my old goal to use the spinning technique. Instead I foccused on the lockers and the surounding. And I saw that everything become more clear. I thought for a second (Why I don't know) "Who am I in love with?" Then I see her walking out of the library and I was not surprised to see who it was.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Unfortunately those feeling made me lose my lucidity, although this was the end of my 4 day dryspell :)[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I am glad that both my conscious and subconscious agrees with something.[/COLOR]