non-lucid

Dream:
I am in the den at home, some guy and I get into a knife fight with another guy. The guy with me fights the other while I throw knives, after throwing them a few times the guy decides to come for me so I run from him around the foyer in a circle to stay away from him. We start a 1 v 1 knife fight in the den and quickly get taken to the floor. We are both using pullout knives and when I try to stab him my knife folds in, he tries to stab me but I grab his knife and make it fold when he tries to stab me. He decides to close his knife on my hand since he can't stab me (in between pointer and thumb). I start crying and begging him to stop as I feel it closing on my hand, he pulls away and I look at my hand and it looks like it's just like a paper cut (pretty sure I had five fingers)
wake up

Dream:
at a car going to take someones bad dog trying to put it in a container (for blowing up balloons), Russ heads from the parking lot to walmart (RD), I have to hurry to catch Russ inside and he is at a shelf wearing his home depot apron
wake up

NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
This dream is somewhat influenced by the books The Hunger Games and A Wrinkle in Time.

As the last few of us band together, there are only three thoughts in our mind. Survive. Kill. Run. Everyone is losing the last bit of their wit as these three thoughts are being juggled in our minds. We must survive. Those not part of our group must be killed. Those rebelling within our group must be killed. Those who go insane must be killed. Most importantly, those who are poisoned by The Beaten must be killed. Fast. The Beaten is an airborne poison that targets the weak, curious, and unstable. As soon as it gets into an animal's or a person's bloodstream, it doesn't take much more to spread the poison into those who are strong-willed, solid, and smart. A small bite or scratch turns your eyes blood-red in a second, your mind distorts, leaving most of it in a disturbed mess of insanity. And the poisoned have their skin the strength of leather, bones like steel, adrenaline pumping. We must run.

I bump into Gloria by accident. She says, her words edged with steel, "What's the matter with you?!" Taken aback by her anger, something she rarely shows, I reply, "Sorry. Try not to lose your temper, The Beaten feeds off of extreme emotion you know." The anger drains from her face. We continue to walk up the stairs, entering the house. Nearly everyone searches around for supplies of something, with no luck, except for some old furniture and the drywall may be used for kindle at the night. I walk back out, the bright sun stinging my eyes, for the house was very dark. Broxtan follows me out, weary and obviously saddened. "I immediately take a few steps back, because if The Beaten catches him, I won't have enough time to run. "What's up?" I ask. "Nothing. It's just that I'm so pissed we're stuck here. Why did we have to be put here?!"

He sinks his head into his hands. He shudders a bit, possibly because of tears flowing to eyes, but then he looks up. I stare at him, as red floods the whites of his eyes, his mouth twitching into a smirk. Without thinking, I smash my fist into his nose as I duck and run into the yard in front of me. I stop, because I notice I have a few friends running from the side yard to help me. I command the two of them to surround him, but Broxton swipes at one's chest, cutting his shirt, causing him to twirl to the floor. My other friend, Jung, kneels down to help him up, but The Beaten causes the injured boy to convulse, making Jung drop him and run backwards a bit. The deep red that fills Broxtan's eyes fade out a bit, and he whispers, "Push me. Push me down." Confused, I respond with a "Wha-" He repeats, "Push me down. The Beaten will leave after a full body impact." The crimson floods into his eyes again. I swiftly rush him, dodge his punch, and I use the momentum of the dodge to slam both my hands into his shoulders, sending him flying to the ground. "Thank you," he mutters just before his back hits the dirt with a thud.

The Beaten quickly overtakes the injured boy on the ground, and I scream for Jung to tackle him. He scrambles from behind a tree and smashes his shoulders into the enemy's chest. As the remainder of my group file out of the abandoned house, I hear an announcement. "In the mansion in the mountains, a little memoir of those tributes whose lives you've taken have been placed there. I suggest you check it out, unless your afraid, of I don't know, a trap." Worry flashes through our eyes, much like the redness takes those by the beaten. The dream skips, and I'm walking up a hill toward the covered balcony of the aforementioned mansion. I notice a small jewelry box-type thing with pictures tied to one of it's corners. I flip through some of the pictures, seeing the faces of those who were killed. I quickly leave as the pictures sober me into my hidden sadness, as the trap could be those same pictures, maybe even what lied in the jewelry box contained the poison of The Beaten. I walk downstairs and toward the grassy trails to the bottom of the mountain. I hear footsteps behind me, and a long pause. Possibly to look at the photos. I hear footsteps once more, speedier. They soon break into a run, and I find myself running too. But their running is faster. I trip down the trail, and I get caught from behind. With a knife.

I respawn shortly before my death, outside the mansion. After I check the photos again, I quickly walk out of the mansion, noticing Jenny pass by me in as I leave. I ignore her, because she isn't a threat and her emotions aren't as provoke-able as most. I thought wrong. Running again, I try to evade her, but end up dying more brutally, by the hands of a rock to the skull. I focus my respawn back in time, to the point right before I entered the mansion. Instead of immediately checking the box, I waited for Jenny to come by, and warned her not to check the box. She ignored me, and checked it anyways. The Beaten got to her again, but this time I was braced. She leaped in front of me, and I countered with a shove and run. I sprinted down the hill as fast as I could, getting underneath the high ledge where the mansion is. I looked back, and she was catching up to me. Two of my friends ran by, and they were already trying to shove her down. But she juked both of them, thankfully the distraction gave me the advantage of running back up the hill. She jumped toward my back, hoping to knock me down, but I turned again, nearly out of breath as I ran right back down the hill. I heard her slow her pace, and so did I. Soon the only footsteps that I heard were mine. This is good news! I thought. Once more, I was wrong. She was looking down on me from the cliff again, unseen by me. Until I looked up, and by then my face was already crushed by the heel of her boot.

I'm trying to improve my writing BTW. Any good? I think I stretched out the dream a bit, it's much shorter than it seems.

I took a one week break from working on projects, and it did a lot of good to my dream recall.
Unfortunately I'm back to working now, which means no more WBTB/WILDs.
My dream recall has already suffered notably from this.
It's quite unfortunate, I felt like I was finally getting the hang of WILDing.


The 4th Dimension

I'm at uni, walking through the corridors towards my classroom.
For some reason I end up in what seems to be some sort of physics laboratory.
I question whether this is where I belong.
I remember that I am actually majoring in CS and not physics, and that this is definitely not a room I've been in before.
But as the teacher enters the room I decide to ignore this for some reason, and just go with it.

I don't know what the course is about, but I recognize elements from quantum physics.
Then the teacher talks about the fourth dimension (spacial dimension, not time).
I know a few things about that, so I'm not too surprised when she shows us a hologram of a tesseract.
But then she says she will materialize it. How on earth is she gonna do that?

The teacher approaches me and hands me.... well... a tesseract... with transparent walls.
I assume that it is some sort of model with joints that allows it to be moved similar to a rotation in the 4th dimension.
But then I remember that this cannot work, it is physically impossible.
As I touch the object, I realize that it is indeed solid. There are no joints, and all surfaces on it are perfectly solid.
But I can rotate it the same way I would be able to rotate a 4 dimensional object... at least in theory:



This fucks with my mind quite a bit.
But then I understand that I am indeed dreaming, and don't understand why I didn't notice this any sooner.
For some reason I still feel the need to figure out how this works though.
How can I even interact with this? The dimensions do not match.
But then I realize that I am somehow trapped in 4 dimensional space.
Every object in the class room is 4 dimensional.
My chair can no longer hold my body and I somehow fall through it.
As I look up and see everything appear normal yet consisting of impossible shapes, my head starts to hurt and I wake up.



Slight disorientation

I'm home, hanging upside down from the lusters.
A friend of mine enters the house.

"What the fuck are you doing up there?"

I look down... why the fuck am I hanging from the lusters?
Or maybe I am not really hanging from the ceiling?

"You mean down here. Why are you standing upside down over there?"
"What? I am standing on the floor!"
"Yes, and I'm hanging from the ceiling. What's your point?"
"Dude..."
"The ceiling is down, and the floor is up!"
"No, it isn't."
"Yes it is!"
"Why?"
"Because I say so."

Gravity inverts and he falls down onto the ceiling.

"What the fuck?"
"Told you so."
"I guess you were right."

Trance

I am sitting with a girl my age in front of a campfire.
We have setup a tent over here, and it seems we are in the middle of the desert.
But I can't tell for sure, it's pretty dark already.

I realize the girl isn't human.
Her hair is mixed with leaves... they are growing out of her head, just like normal hair.
When I look into her eyes I can also clearly feel that she is not human.
However she does look human, except for her hair.
But I don't mind, I feel like this is the way it is supposed to be.
I remember we both came here in order to get into some sort of trance with the goal to be enlightened.

Wait a second... what the....?
Oh! I'm dreaming!
She looks at me, as if she just realized something.
But she doesn't say anything, and hands me what appears to be a native american peace pipe.
She smiles:

"You need to smoke it."

For some reason I feel like something special will happen if I smoke it.
After all the goal was to get into trance right?
I take a deep breath of smoke, and I instantly feel it in my head.
I get extremely lightheaded, and have trouble not falling over, even though I'm sitting.

"Good!"

She smokes the pipe herself.
Holy shit, what is going on, I feel like I'm falling through the chair, into the sand below it.
I loose control over my body, and start to hallucinate quite vividly.
At first it's similar to HI during SP, but then it gets much stronger.
I see bright and vivid colors everywhere, intermixing with the landscape.
I see plants growing out of the sand at an insanely fast rate.
They start to blossom and fill the air with glowing pollen.
The girl starts growing feathers over her body and flies away.

This was probably the most vivid dream I've had in a while, and it was quite strange.

It started out with me going back in time to sometime like 1917, though political climate was like the 40's, and technology was 80's era. We entered this place in a random Minecrafty mountain. Here we had a TV set up to google maps. Some random people appear and we had no choice but to tell them we were from the future due to the look of the TV. We open up an area that has a bunch of highways and bridges. I then said something like, "I was trying to do something, but I jacked it up."

I then exit the hole in the mountain and try to hang up a poster that has a swastika and a soldier. It read "Nazis lose war!" In the dream I was doing it for the lulz, since I was in Nazi America. Things then go weird as I fly sideways off the mountain, knocking down a bunch of hanging banners with the classic red and white circle from minecraft trees. These did not have the swastika, but had what appeared to be something like the stairs from the original Mario.

I then appeared at our local church, people were defying the laws of physics to shake hands. I think I was saying something reasonable, but I do not remember this part much.

Once again I teleport to another place. This time it was to our schools's cafeteria. There was a semicircle of people with a large, old camera looking device, I among them. With this, we were playing Minecraft. I then probably said something like "I'm from the future," because I remember right after that missing fragment I say "Because I'm wireless!" (Remember, this is like the 40's.) No one cared, so I tried to show a friend of mine that I was from the future by stopping time. He didn't care either. After this, I think we get chewed out by someone, badly. You'll see why I think this later.

We then were walking down a road to a large white house, our living quarters. A few people look younger (due to the earlier time period), but not many. The reason why I think we were badly chewed out because I spawned a pistol, likely in case we were attacked by the person, who I remembered him as looking like one of our coaches at our school. I believe he was a part of the Nazi regime, which is why no one liked him, and part of the reason I spawned a pistol. I had to spawn the filled clips separately, for whatever reason.

Here, I see him walking down on the ground next to the compound. Here, it gets a little fuzzy. I think I ignored him and jumped into the nearby ocean. The scene here looked quite nice now that I think about it. The view panned by this lady swinging from a giant electromagnet, probably telling me to go to the man I go to next.

The dream then panned across the large lake (yes, it was a large lake now that I think about it) to this man next to a limo. I wish I could remember the name, but I do not. It was someone with the last name starting with W. The view stayed there for a while until this man with a green crescent moon as a head got all in my face and said something like "He will do what you want him to do if you see his train." We then appeared in a forest with a train going through it.

The rest kinda cuts off here, but there was more. I believe I talk to myself about what I did and how the man with the last name starting with a W was the head of the Department of Safety in Nazi America and how he passed a bunch of new laws stopping people from having to do something. Probably stopping people from getting chewed out. I think the dream ends with me back in the church, reflecting on something.

Overall, this was a pretty memorable dream due to it's awesomeness.

Nothing

General text non-lucid awake lucid

I decided to go ahead and put my first lucid dream into my dream journal. I also added the dreams that led up to this lucid. These dreams happened over 3 days when I was 7 years old.

In the first dream I had, I was standing out on my school's playground. The sky started to turn red. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky. I remember there being a large cloud over us, and I think it was skull shaped. There was a sense dread and impending doom. Everyone was looking up at the sky horrified. (They looked kind of funny staring at the sky with their jaws dropped actually. ) I went back inside the school and I walked up to the library on the 3rd floor. There was another kid there staring out the window with a book. I asked, "Why is the sky red?" He responded dramatically, "The world coming to an end!"

I woke up shortly after that. I thought this dream was kind of weird and creepy, but I didn't pay much attention to it until the next day.

In the second dream, it was a continuation from the last dream, but it took place on the day after the sky turned red. The sky was still red this day with the large cloud in the sky. I started my dream in front of my school. I didn't see anyone around the school or on the playground, so I went inside thinking that I was late. I entered a hallway, but it was dark, empty, and a mess inside. There was still no one in sight, no noise, and no sign of life. Desks and chairs were knocked over in the hallway, there was rubble on the floor, the wall was half destroyed, and the floor was cracked. At this point I was really starting to feal fear because I felt like the last guy in the world, I was scared of whatever destroyed everything, and I remembered the kid from the last dream saying that the world was coming to an end. Despite my fear, I continued down the hallway to find my classroom.

My dream ended and I woke up right before I would have entered my classroom. This dream felt more realistic than the last one and it was scarier for me. I even watched the sky half of the day wondering if it would turn red.

The third and final dream continued right about where the last one left off. It started with me sitting in the dark room at my desk. There was still no living thing in sight. I again started to wonder where everyone was for a few seconds. As I was thinking about this, the lights flashed on and all my classmates and my teacher seemed to flash into view with the light. They just walked around the room and worked on a project as if they had been there the whole time. I got up from my desk and asked my teacher, "Where did everyone go?" Everyone just turned and glared at me with angry expressions on there face. As they focused on me, their eyes started to glow red. In my mind all I could think was they wanted to chase me and kill me. And of course, they started to chase me out the door.

I ran back out into the hallway and then out to the playground. As I ran up the hill on the playground, I stared up at the sky and noticed it was still red and had the large cloud. I remembered this from the past 2 dreams and said to myself, "Wait! I'm dreaming!" I stopped at the top of the hill and turned to face the mob. I wanted to wake myself up before the mob could get to the top of the hill. Without giving it much thought, I started screaming, "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" As I said this, pictured my real body hidden behind the red sky until I could feel it. I then tried to kick my legs and lift my arms. This required a lot of effort though. As I tried to lift my arms and legs, it felt like someone was pulling them back down. When the mob was about half way up the hill, the dream faded away.

My eyes opened and I was punching and kicking the air with ease. I was sweating and my heart was racing, but I knew I was now sitting safely in bed. I soon got really excited after that because I never had a dream where I knew I was dreaming before. As I started to get more dreams like this, I called them "super dreams" because it felt like a different side of me took over and played as a super hero. They were mostly triggered by nightmares, and this new part of me was like a self defense mechanism against nightmares. It wasn't until I was 13 that I learned there was a name for these dreams and they didn't have to be related to nightmares.

My Thoughts on these Dreams

Aside from the apocalypse aspect of it, that was awesome! A couple "super dreams" later, and I learned that I didn't have to run from nightmares. I could fight them! Always felt awesome. This is one of my favorite dream chains even though it was a continuous nightmare.

I think the reason why whenever I try to wake myself up and something pulls me down is because of sleep paralysis. Sleep paralysis isn't my best friend when trying to get away from a mob.

Induction Type: DILD/NILD (Nightmare Induced Lucid Dream)

At first "I" wasn't even in the dream, or if I was, I was a girl and a vampire made me his puppet using a piece of mirror. He made me kill someone then we were friends and I was me again. He turned into a psycho killer teenager and I got in too deep with him, even though I disagreed with him I couldn't do anything about it or he'd kill me. There was definitely some homosexual vibes coming from his direction that made me uncomfortable too.

There was a movie screening we were going to go to. I told someone about him on the way in, but I don't know if I saved her because he found out via her cell phone. I raced to tell security in the theater but for some reason I was carrying a puppy. They took it then arrested someone else for something else and dismissed my warnings.

Sitting in the theater now it took awhile to find him, he was disguised in the crowd but I did. It was like this was a second play-through of a game, so I thought I knew what would happen. Then the vampire and girl thing was on the screen, then someone killing lots of attackers with various weapons (like a video game) all the while I was waiting for him to slit my throat, but I knew he was excited about the violence on the screen. I had a pair of scissors to defend myself. The movies tarted to become the focus of the dream then I woke up.

Also when I woke up in the middle of the night before this dream, the picture that has been on my wall of killer whales underwater looked to me like a scary clown face.

Earlier that day I watched a short amateur movie about The Joker and Harlequin, he convinced her to kill someone in a room, it was all very like the dream.

about 2 years ago i had this dream. i was in a field a huge grassy field. the old man stood there the wind was blowing his hair. he was standing. i was standing. the man that protected me in my dream when i was younger stared at me..i was confused. he slowly did the prayer cross you know "Father Son Holy Spirit" after he did that he fell to his knees put his hands up to his face blood started coming out of his mouth he made gurgle noise's then BLAHHH! over 100 gigantic rats came out of his mouth and ran at me my eyes Widened i didn't get enough time to even make a move. they all got on me. i woke up punching a kicking... that dream made no sense.. still trying to learn the answer today.

i was at like a yoga place there was the boys side and the girls side one girl i know her name was victoria she hade the back pockets of blue jeans but wasn't wearing any pants? even though there was a boys and girl side you could see over the the girls side and.. of course i looked but in my dream there was alot of places. even a bar the girl wearing the pockets was sitting down on a stool with a green covering over it similar to my friends old one they were sitting at a wooden counter, at a certain point i was wanting my phone activated? and i lost my phone i was tremendously filled with sadness i went to the yoga place a couple of times.. at some point i was at school to but the part i remember the most is when i was sitting in my kitchen my grandmother sat on the sink. and asked if i could help her. pretty much meaning "kill someone" i play wat to much Grand Theft Auto. so we went past the barn where i did this thing everytime i went by.. like stretches or something. so we went racing through the middle of the barn onto the road we were in ethier a silver super GT or a comet it went 3rd person so it really looked like GTA IV now i busted the window in 3rd person pulled out a mini uzi and shot at the car my grandmother's rival that i think owe'd her money Lol. but shooting didnt feel right it made me sad because it was my mom's boyfriend's cousin so i stopped. i think i woke up after that but there was alot of .. strange things in that dream . from the yoga place to when my grandma sat on the sink with her panties showing x_x well look foward to my next dream.

General text non-lucid dream awake lucid dream

I don't really have much to say on the dream/dreams of the night. I remember waking up in the middle of the night, but I barely had any memory of my dream at that point. I didn't write anything in my journal at that point because I was so tired and I had so little information. I had another dream between that moment and the time my alarm went off. My recall of this one was also horrible, so I'm not even sure what fragment belongs to which dream.

One fragment I can remember is standing in line to an amusement park. I was with my grandpa and I pointed to a wooden roller coaster that was built around a small mountain. I yelled, "OMG!!! That's my favorite ride!" Although I don't remember anything after that, the roller coaster probably woke me up.

This fragment was even worse. All I remember is being in some place that was a cross between a jungle and a swamp. I remember being in a Jeep with some other guy who had a funny mustache. I also keep getting a vision of a giant steel robot in the jungle.

I guess I need to work on dream recall a little more.

first real apocalypse style dream last night. i was just standing with a mate and the sun was getting larger and larger. you could see the flames all around it and it seemed to be coming closer to earth. as well as the flames, it was also sending out all these bright red electric looking waves and pulses. the odd thing was there was no fear at all. in fact we were just walking towards it slowly. there was just a feeling of oh well if you gotta go this seems like a good way to do it. also a feeling of there isnt much point in trying to run or fight against something as massive and powerful as an expanding sun. it was just mind blowingly beautiful and that was the main feeling i remember from it

April 29, 2011

Non-lucid

I am driving on back roads to a local skating rink. A group of my friends are already there, and we head out onto the ice. The surface of the rink is rough, with holes everywhere, and as I am not a strong skater, I fall often and decide to leave. My girlfriend and I are driving around the countryside, with the sun shining brightly. We pass several large houses, and finally get to my house. We head downstairs to my room, and as it has been a long day, decide to call it a night after saying goodnight to my parents. My desk is pressed up against the wall opposite the bed, and is covered in papers and other clutter. The room is bare, with little color. The bed has a faded blue duvet. We have sex before going to sleep.
The next morning I wake up in the house. My girlfriend is gone, and my dad is at home making pancakes for breakfast. I go outside through the back door into the morning sun to get a few chores done. The yard is beautiful, green grass and flowers shining bright in the sunlight, but not too warm. When I come inside for breakfast, my dad asks me where my girlfriend is. I reply that she has already gone home, although how she got there was a mystery. I walk downstairs and...
...it is as if the previous day was a memory, and I am visiting my old home after many years. It is abandoned and run down, and I walk through it fondly. I head into my old bedroom. The house is worn down beyond any imagining. In the bedroom the bed and duvet are as I left them, the desk is bare, and mold and bacteria create psychedelic patterns on the floor. I walk up to the bed and look around in dismay. After standing and thinking for a moment, I start to walk out, and my exit quickly grows faster as I see the mold and bacteria have actually moved towards me, and are close to touching my feet.

This dream involved intense emotions. The house on the first day, with the bright sun, left me feeling euphoric and contented. Later, fond nostalgia quickly turned into dismay, anxiety, and fear. It was extremely vivid, and semi-lucid. I did not become fully lucid, but there was a part of my mind that was aware reality was not as it usually is.

Dream - Lucid

I woke up in my bed. I looked out the window, and it was very cloudy. I looked at the stereo clock across from me (don't have that anymore in waking life). It read 11:30. SHIT! How did I sleep so long? I was supposed to have a final at 10, and now I was an hour and a half late. I wondered why the hell my alarm didn't go off. I looked at my phone. The alarm was still set. I tried to do an RC on the clock to see if I was dreaming, but it passed. Well this sucks.

I got up and started trying to figure out what to do. Then, the phone rang. I answered it. Some lady was asking me why I wasn't taking my final. I apologized and said I had slept in too late because my alarm didn't go off. She told me to just go ahead and get over there as fast as I could. I threw some clothes on and left.

As I got to the parking lot outside of the auditorium, I noticed a tornado forming in the parking lot. It spun for a bit then disappeared (I actually saw something like this happen in waking life a couple of days ago O_O). It then happened again. The clouds looked super ominous.

I got into the room I was supposed to be in for my test, and saw a line of students with notebooks and neatly organized papers going up to my teacher. Shit, I thought, I was supposed to have my notebook together for her. I frantically started trying to get my worksheets and stuff together. I got up to the teacher, and she told me I should have done that before now. I told her I knew. I started tearing sheets out of my workbook (don't have a workbook for that class in waking life) to put in order for the notebook. When I finished putting everything together, I handed it to her to check. There were candy wrappers all over and between the pages. As she was looking at it, I was cleaning up the wrappers.

I then remember sitting down in a classroom that looked very similar to one of my elementary school classrooms.

~

I was with Ryan. We were at my parents' house. We were trying to play Cupid and set a couple of people up on a date. I remember the guy being obese, and I think the girl was too. I remember seeing the guy in my parents' house. Him and Ryan were talking about cars.

I then remember Ryan and I looking at these receipt paper printouts that looked into the future of these people, and some other people as well. I remember Ryan talking about them spending 60 days of the summer together, but I corrected him and said it was winter break, because they had gotten together during the fall semester. He agreed with me.

Then, I remember being in my car with the obese guy beside me in the passenger's seat, and Ryan in the back. I reached for my sunglasses in the cup holder. The obese guy had to move for me to get them. I started to back out of the garage. I noticed my mirror was about to hit the edge of the garage as I was about to pull out. I pulled back up, adjusted my wheel, and tried again. Only I had adjusted the wheel way too much. I said
"I don't know why I can't back out of here!" I thought that Ryan was getting frustrated with me, because he's so into cars and driving.
I finally made it out.

Then, I was standing in a room with everyone. The obese guy was holding a very fat cat. He put it down, and I picked up an ugly brown argyle sweater that was sitting on something behind me, and I threw it on the cat. The cat started walking around with it draped over him. Someone asked if the sweater would fit the cat. I said
"It's a size 24!" We all seemed to agree that it would fit the cat. We laughed.

I remember driving down the street, and seeing that the sky was very cloudy. I saw a piece of dark cloud stuck to some telephone wires. Then, as I drove a little further, I saw a few people standing on the side of the road. One had a little dog on a leash. A tornado formed above them. I thought they were screwed, but they just stood there as if nothing was happening. As the tornado disappeared, it got smaller and smaller. It was then very tiny, and stuck to one of the guys' shoe. He started trying to shake it off.

I have been playing zombie games with my boy.

Last night I dreamed I was playing a game where you had to shoot these zombies,
but they looked more like slugs that stand up, which is an idea that a friend of mine
had in waking life. The interesting thing about the game was that there were clouds
that you had to blow on or they would form a dragon.

It was a cheap looking dragon, but I remember at one point, after we had blown the
clouds apart, they started coming back together, and watching them start to form a
dragon was really neat.

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I was outside somewhere and it was night time. A limousine pulled up by a curb under
a tree where it was even darker. It was an old limousine. The paint had lost all its luster,
and it didn't look like any old limo I've ever seen. It had a grill like a truck on a
tractor-trailer. It was a giant square grill.

Then, the grill opened like a mouth. It was a devil car. The grill opened to reveal another grill
behind it, on which it said something about sex. Super evil. Then the car started to talk with
the inner grill moving up and down so it was more like a mouth. It told some guy that he had
to kill some people or the car was going to kill him.

This guy went into a room where there were a bunch of servers that held information on
people around the world. He started pulling some kind of cards or mother-boards out from these
shelves of servers and destroyed them all. Somehow this translated into killing hundreds of
thousands of people around the world.

Then I saw his boss and some other guy who didn't even seem to care. I thought that they
didn't care because the damage was done and there was nothing they could do about it.

Dream skip:

I'm in a room that is like a museum. I see a ceramic pot that I really like, and it is teetering on
edge because someone placed it incorrectly. I was upset and tried to fix it, but only succeeded
in knocking it over. It fell about 7 feet to the floor and bounced a couple times only barely
nicking it.

(This was a replay of when I was 15 in waking life. I was changing a light-bulb at
McDonalds and it dropped from waist high. It landed perfectly on the top of the bulb--the glass part,
and bounced back up. I had no idea it would bounce, so I didn't have the presence of mind
to catch it, though if I had bent down a little, I could have caught it. Instead, it fell back down
and shattered.)

Anyway, dream skip and I'm in bed with a stranger. This isn't strange somehow as in my dream
this happens a lot. I always snuggle with my partner, but it is not sexual. It is just being close
at night. I kiss her on the forehead and she tells me she doesn't want me to kiss her, so I apologize
and roll over. Her body was still touching me, so I try to scoot over. I tell her that I am at the edge
and can't move over anymore.

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I'm at my first girlfriends house and she is telling me something. Her dress comes up a little and
she exposes herself a little. I look at her in the eye, but enjoy her accidentally flashing me.

Wow I almost forgot about this forum... well really I never forgot, but i haven't been on in forever. And I just happened to stop by again when I realized I really DID have a dream last night!

Sooooo... I can't exactly remember most of it, but I think I was having a completely-innocent-sleep-over-super-spectacular, with most of my friends, which were pretty much all the boys, and my girl friend Devin. I was waiting for them to arrive at my meeting place. I was waiting, at a sort of ghetto. There were a lot of bums and hoboes here, most of which had long beards and such.

The only boys that actually arrived, as I can recall, were Dylan (my "cousin"), David, Ben, and Josh. This was really cool cause they are like the nicest guys around. We started playing a game of.......tennisoccer? when one of the bums got hit with whatever ball we were using. Josh had to go get it, because he had thrown it. Or kicked it. I don't remember.

Then for a second or two, we were in a classroom together, and all of us were talking like crazy people, just having fun, and David got called on to answer a question. He had to clear his throat so his voice wouldn't be all squeaky and laughing, and it made me giggle because the teacher did not realize.

Then we bused over to my house, where it was getting late, and we all had gotten into...pj's. Or what those boys + Devin called pj's. Ben had a navy polo shirt on (as usual) and David was still in the same old sweatshirt (which does not surprise me because that is what he had done at Dylan's actual birthday). We all started talking about sports, I think, and what was the difference between a sport and a game.

This is the part of the dream that made me realize "Oh yeah!I did have a dream!". Ben mentioned Bull-Fighting. And he decided to pretend to be a bull, and charge at me. I put a pretend red-flag in front of me, and he ran up to it and missed. So I caught him in my arms and told him "try again". He went away and tried again, and each time, just to annoy him, I would grab him and tell him to "try again!" I'm sure the real Ben would try again and again anyway. The fourth time, I just donk'd him with my elbow, and by that point everyone else was looking at me like I was insane.

So we all switched the subject to Portal 2, and after that i totally blank! GOSH darnit. lol, see you guys when I come back from another hiatus.