non-lucid

From when I was a very young child

/T+0.00.00/ Me, mom and dad are in the woods, possibly camping. It is dark, despite being the early afternoon, possibly due to the canopy of leaves above our heads. There are hundreds of mottled pale tree trunks shooting from the earth in every direction. They ground is covered in golden leaves, some illuminated by swatches of light that have penetrated the unseen ceiling of leaves. It's quite beautiful. My mom and dad are infront of me, perhaps 20 or 25 feet, with my dad on the left and 10 feet away from my mom. We form an isosceles triangle, and I am at the most acute point.
/T+0.00.45/ I notice a snake, one of those red, white and black ones, on the ground near my mom's feet. I watch it uncoil, my mom gasping as she too becomes aware of it. I try to scream. /End dream T+0.00.50/

SO my 1st dream that I can rememeber started im Ben's basement, when his dad came down and "yelled" at me for parking in the driveway. He playfully tackled me letting me know it wasnt a big deal, then we shot the shit for a miinute. later, Ben told me something was wrong with his arms, and he spun his hands and forearms 360 degrees at the joints. it looked like he had been a parapallegic his entire life...yeah, I think somethings wrong.. I cant remember much more of that dream..

My 2nd dream I was being mualed by some girl in a parking lot, kissing me and trying to suck my dick. I layed he on the parking lot floor and gave it to her as she began to scream loudly...too loudly. Then someone called the cops and flashlights began surfacing in the surrounding area. I hid in the cab of a red truck and layed the seat back as flashlights wizzed by overhead. Rob was suddenly there and told me that I shouldnt fuck bitches in the parking lot any more.
Later I was driving a different car...it was very icy out on my way to whereever I was going. At an intersection I was rear ended, and by the time I could angrily gain control of my car to catch the culprit, he had already ditched. I was very angry and out to get the bandit who wronged me so, but I couldnt gain control of the car, I just kept....sliding. The cops werent too mad I wanted to kill him, and basicaly did nothing for me if I remember correctly.

The 3rd dream that I can remember was in an apartment where my mom was drunk, I was video taping her in all of her mighty, non-soberness. I dont really remember too much of that dream except someone came barging in the door and spilled a drink right at the entry way. Well hello to you too!!!

Its hard to recall dreams that are so vivid when youre in them, but hopefully this will help me become a lucid dreamer. THIS SHIT BETTER BE REAL

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1st Dream:

I barley remember and I can only remember the setting and the mood of it. It involved yellow, rolling hills with distant mountains in the background. I remember it was really beautiful, and now that i think about it, it reminded me about northern New Hampshire in the fall. I cant remember what the dream was about or anything like that, but I can remember it involved cars, and the over all mood was happy.


2nd Dream:

This dream is also just a fragment.

I sit down at one of the lunch tables in the cafeteria, only it wasn't lunch because no one had food and everyone was talking. It must have been study hall. I know that some of the people who are sitting at the table, are people I have never seen before. The only person I remember is Katie. Everyone is talking but me, and everyone is happy. For some reason, it seems like everyone was talking about different sodas. Its really sunny outside, and the sun is almost blinding. It makes it so the rooms is all white and I cant see anything but the table.

The fact I cant see anything else probably has to do with the fact I'm the lest observant person- and my mind is just only focusing on the table and the people at it.

The Dream starts with me and a group of people and were exploring a cave. We roam around for awhile and finally we seem to get to one really dark area so i go first and all of a sudden a bright light flashes and im in some sort of a bunker. I see a whole bunch of "Diamond Cubes" ( If you've played Mine Craft it was cubes like that"). I ask if any one has one on them.
-Me "Does any one have a pick axe?"
-DC "No..."
-Me " Well can any of you get one?"
-DC " Try summoning your bank"
-Me " Ok."
I Summon what seems to bet a little drawer but inside it's HUGE. I roam around untill i find one and come back out. i wipe the diamond block im about to break into...
The Dream ends and i wake up to see my cat playing with his toy mouse on my bed. Damn cat lol

I am watching the news about a country where there is war, or a natural disaster, or both. The reporter is talking about how it is affecting the Finnish people. He says that it is a terrible disaster, because some of the Finns who were there on holiday had to be evacuated while they were shopping.

Suddenly I realize that I'm in that country too. I am floating in the ocean and I'm about to drown. Luckily there's someone there who is saving people. I help her lift someone up into a helicopter. When it's my turn to be saved all she can do is take me to a boat that I can hold on to. There is already a diver holding on to the boat. My rescuer talks to the diver in Finnish. They are talking about me, but I'm not sure how I should react to what they say because I don't think they realize I understand Finnish.

I manage to get into the boat and put on my bath robe. Then I sit there shivering. My sister, S., comes into the boat (that is a car now). She asks me if I've been swimming. I get annoyed at that and say: "does it look like I've been swimming?". To me it's obvious that I haven't and I think that she should understand that too. I think that I'll probably get ill because I'm so cold and wet, and immediately I start coughing.

We keep driving until we get to a garden. Then we get out and go for a walk. My friend C. is there too. She and S. start talking about how rude I am, and S. explains that it's because I'm really smart and I believe everyone else is as smart as me. I don't think that's true but I don't say anything about it.

I go back to the car. On the way there I notice that I'm wearing a wrist watch. It looks a bit like one I used to have a long time ago. I notice that the watch part of it is a bit loose. I think that it's a good accessory to wear on a beach. I get in to the car. I sit in the middle of the back seat. There I find a pair of sunglasses. I decide to put them on, but when I look at them I notice that there's some dirt on them. I scrape it away with my nail. Then I notice a horrible smell. It's coming from the watch. My brother and two of my sisters are also sitting in the car. They get out really fast. I follow them and ask J. what's wrong. She stares at me as if she can't believe I don't know the answer to that and tells me that it's the horrible smell. I answer that my sense of smell is very bad. I think that that's only fair if I am as smart as S. said I am. E. gets the sun glasses and gives them to me. He tells me to trow them into the forest. I do as he asks.

We start walking down the road. It has black asphalt on it. To my left I can see some hills. They are very beautiful. I notice that on one of them there's a road and there's clouds below the road. I point it out to J. and she agrees that it's very beautiful. I start to really pay attention to my surroundings and I notice that all the colours are clearer than I've ever seen them before. The air also seems cleaner than any air I've ever breathed before. I think that it must be because we are in the mountains in the northern part of Finland.

We continue walking and come into a forest. The trees there are very tall, but the ones closest to the road have been damaged and look sick. All the trees are conifers. The trunks of the trees are quite thick, but the branches are thin and stick out in clusters perpendicularly to the trunk. There are patches on the trees that are light reddish brown and where there are no branches. I pick up a branch that's fallen on the ground and notice that there is moss growing on it. Some of it clings to the branch and is white and some of it hangs form the branch and is green. When I look at the trees again I notice the same kind of moss on all of them.

We walk farther into the forest and the road becomes smaller and smaller. It turns from asphalt to a dirt road and finally it's only a path no wider than that one person can walk along it. I look to my right and up. I notice there’s a tree hanging in the air. It's branches has become entangled in the branches of other trees and they have lifted it up. The tree is hanging there with roots and all and I think it must be dead. I notice that there's an old house at the end of the path. It looks abandoned. Just before I reach it I notice some branches falling to my right. They look a bit like a giant spider and I think that there are probably lots of poisonous spiders in this forest. Then I notice that the branches actually are a spider. It is white and pink. It has long, thin legs and when it stands it reaches to my knees. I become terrified and hurry into the house after my sisters. I tell them about the spider and try to hide behind them. Then I see the spider running towards me. I start to scream. The spider continues running towards be, but when it's close to me it runs past me and in to the next room.

Then I start to notice what the house looks like. It is in fact abandoned and there's a lot of dust and spider webs everywhere. Then I notice another spider. This one is much smaller than the last one, but it's still huge compared to most spiders. It is black and yellow. I start to scream again and the spider seems to become afraid and runs away. I think that I've never seen spiders act like these ones before. There's another spider there and I try screaming again. Again the spider runs away. I scream a bit more just to make sure that all the spiders in the room have run away. A. tells me she has found the thing we were looking for and we should signal the others. This should be done by shouting something about dreaming.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was possibly with my brother and sister at night. It was pitch black outside.

We may have been driving a car around, possibly a black SUV. But we may have needed another car, which my mother may have had. We may have been angry or impatient with our mom because she wasn't bringing the car.

We got some call from or about our mom on one of our cell phones. Our mom was either sick or injured. I suddenly felt very worried and sad, but also ashamed that I could have been so impatient about my mom when she had actually been injured all along.

Dream #2

I was with my friend H. We had been attending some kind of lecture. Now it was over. We were standing in some side room, off to the side of the lecture room.

The lights were mostly off in the lecture room and the side room. A little bit of fluorescent light seemed to be coming from somewhere else. The lecture room was kind of big and square, like a dance rehearsal area, but with low ceilings and full of folding chairs.

The side room was much smaller. It had something like two workshop tables in it. On each of the tables, long sheets of paper were rolled out, more than one sheet per table.

H and I stood in the side room with a white man with red hair and a red beard. The man was something like a professor. The man's hair was kind thinning back from his forehead. He may have worn blue jeans and a sweater with dull green, yellow, and red striped and designs on it.

The professor had given a lecture on something like Buddhist mandalas. The papers all rolled out on the table were Buddhist mandalas. But they were all laid face down.

H was talking with the professor, asking a few questions about Buddhist art. I got a little distracted from their conversation, and I was wandering around at the other end of the side room.

At some point H and the professor decided it was time to go. They started heading out the door and told me they were ready to go. For some reason I told them that I would just be a second, that I just needed to put my shoes on.

As he walked toward the door, the professor began telling a story, apparently directed toward me, about how he did research on certain monkeys using certain chemicals. The chemicals might often create certain blood conditions in the brain, like hemorraging.

The professor said, "Of course, the monkeys run around and play all happy. But they have no idea that if the chemicals make the blood conditions in their brains, I'll have to make them fall asleep." The professor then explained that he would then sell the affected brains to the researchers.

The professor and H had walked out a door, into the next room (a stairwell exit?) which was lit with fluorescent light. I stood there for myself for a second. For some reason, it took me this pause to realize that the professor was purposely infecting these monkeys, then killing them, cutting open their skulls, taking out their brains, and selling their brains to interested parties.

I may have tried to get the professor's attention (he and H were still within earshot) to ask him if this was really what he was doing.

Dream #3

I was possibly walking back home. It was late afternoon and a clear day. The air was cool and pleasant, and the sunlight was dim, pale gold.

I turned left and walked down a sidewalk bordered by lawn. It seemed like I was either at the boundaries of some park, or possibly the lawn of a complex of very tall apartment buildings. The road, to my left, was wide, but it wasn't very busy.

The whole setting seemed very clean. But I wasn't familiar with it, and it didn't feel like my neighborhood at all.

Somehow I now needed to cross the street to get to the sidewalk on which I had already been walking. There were two black boys, about ten years old, one of whom may have been sitting on the metal housing for a transformer.

The kids saw me crossing the street. I passed the kids. One of the kids stayed where he was. The other kid kind of followed me. I had a feeling that the kids were going to try to jump me or steal something from me. But I wasn't too worried. The only thing I had with me was a CD version of Philip Glass' opera Akhnaten (why?).

The kid who was following me kept edging up, as if he were going to walk in front of me, then falling back. I just kept ignoring him.

But now I saw a big group of black kids walking down the street. The kids were maybe in their late teens. There were seven or eight of them -- enough to block up the entire walkway and small strip of lawn by the curb. The kids looked like trouble. So I decided to just cross the street right away, to get out of their range.

But, crossing the street, I saw a huge fence, maybe 6 meters tall, possibly bordering another lawn-type space. On top of that fence there sat an even bigger group of black kids. They were already looking at me, and they looked ready to jump down from the fence and attack me as soon as I passed them.

I veered to the right, to head back toward the road I had been on before turning onto this road. I could tell that that road was much more populated, and that a lot of cars ran down it. I figured it would be better for me to just hang out on that road and avoid these gangs of kids.

But, for some reason, I was really flustered that I had to do this. I felt like things hadn't been like this before, or like in the neighborhood I thought of as my neighborhood things weren't like this. I wondered why things were like this now or here.

I'm in Tesco underground and some random guy gives me a motorbike that's in excellent condition.
Note: I've really wanted a motorbike for some time now, only I don't have a job so it's out of the question currently.
I'm over the moon and start riding home with it, but on the way I spot my friends Mike and Wilson. Wilson's like ''Is that Peedle?!'' and I pull over with a huge smile on my face. I'm like ''Yeah man! Check out my new bike!''
I tell them about the random guy who just gave it to me and Mike's like ''Well what's the catch then?'' and takes a look inside to see if there's anything wrong with it.
Note: Mike is a trained mechanic, so he knows his stuff.
After a short while he comes out with ''Ah, there!'' pointing at a cable, and tells me to turn it off. I reply with ''How?'' and he just does it for me. He then unplugs the cable and then reconnects it and tells me it's ''Sorted.''

I then wake up.




I'm in my Dad's old flat, sitting on the bunk-bed.
Note: This is back when him and my Mum were split up. Me and my sister often went to stay with him at his flat.
I'm with Anesu (a guy I went to school with) and 2 others. Anesu's rolled up a fat joint and just passes it to me to smoke. After a while, he starts rolling up a blunt, too. He lights up and starts smoking it, then passes it to the person next to me. I'm like ''Dude, what about me?'' He replies ''You still haven't finished that one yet.'' I then pass it to the person above me, because I was never told I was meant to smoke it all (and I really want some on the blunt). I then go to open the window.

Then I wake up, thinking that I've gone and given in to temptation again, feeling really bad about myself, then realise it was just a dream and a huge sigh of relief escapes me.
Note: I've given up smoking. Hence my reaction.

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in a plane, but it is an open planned one with no seats. My brother is here too, with several other people. We are being given orders to destroy the "zombie" parasites that are spreading across the world.

Throughout the speech, we discover one is in our midst. I stay to the sidelines as the others attack her. She teleports around the plane, killing off members of our team. She looks entirely human, but snarls and spits, looking mad and frightening. Eventually, someone cuts her down.

I discover it is only my brother and I left. He curses, swearing that he will get revenge.



[Dreamskip] We are in a dank, filthy room. I hear a slow drip of water echoing throughout, and the grey tiled walls and floor stretch out. I don't walk along to discover what is in here. There are pipes everywhere.

I turn a corner to see that my brother has found one. He's tied it to a counter. "I will get revenge." He hisses through clenched teeth.

I stand and watch as he grabs the parasite's hand, who appears to be a young man in his mid-twenties, and slowly crushes a finger. The parasite screams and wriggles about, trying to break free. My brother slowly crushes the other fingers, and eventually the rest of his hand. I continue to watch with a blank expression, though inside the screaming chills me.

After crushing his other hand, my brother reaches up, takes the parasite's head between his hands, and squeezes. Blood runs through his fingers, and when he lets go, there is only a bloody mush left behind. Feeling sick, I turn away and continue along the room.

My brother catches up to me, panting a little. "There must be a way they can move locations so quickly." I agree. At the end of a room we find a wardrobe. We glance at eachother, and nodding for him to get ready, I swiftly slide open the doors.

They jam, leaving a gap. I quickly glance in, but there is nothing but junk inside. My brother scoffs, and turns to leave. "Wait." I say. I climb into the cupboard, tripping over the mass of objects inside, and find that the far wall is a mirror. But the mirror is blank. My brother follows me in. We walk into the mirror.

It takes us to my gran's house. This fills me with apprehension, as I realise they have been in her house, and that they may be the reason she is sick.

It's early morning, and she is most likely sleeping. My brother holds a finger to his lips, and silently as we can, we look around the room to see if we can find anything. At the back of the tv, we find a sleeping bag. My eyes narrow, and I decide to look upstairs. My brother keeps looking around the living room.

I slowly go to the spare bedroom. My eyes dart around, trying to spot any hiding parasite's, but finding nothing. I peel back the covers of the bed, and jump back as a bat swings for my hand. Panting a little from shock, I see that there are two mechanical metal bats attatched to the end of the bed. They begin to swing and hit the bed from side to side rhythmically.

I see that when they detect movement, they are designed to break a person's legs, and keep hitting them until their legs are destroyed, leaving them vulnerable to attack. Steadying myself, I grab a bat as it swings down. Clenching my teeth, I strain as I push the bat the other way until it breaks and stops moving. I do the same to the other.

Just as I put the covers over it, my gran comes in. She is shocked, but delighted to see me. She goes downstairs to see my brother.

A certain parasite must have placed something in her room to make her sick. I go through, looking around for any traps. Seeing nothing, I stand on her bed and look onto her wardrobe. There are wrist bands up there, and... a playing card. I grab them, and study them, though nothing appears to be wrong. My grandad comes in, and says that they are his. He talks about a book I should read, and then leaves.

I go back downstairs with only the playing card. For some reason the card gives me a sense of dread. I look around for my brother, but he has disappeared. I look at the last place I saw him -behind the tv- but he is not there.

I am about to turn away, when I spot something there. Leaning down, I pick up another card.

Feeling truely fearful, I think that he is one of them.

The scene start with the Rusoe family being taken away, and thus the magic is revealed to the government, the scene then changes to my school, where me and Mark is on our chase to find a way to get to safety, before the government finds out that we're magic users as well. At the same time, the school tries to get us to participate in a play, which is a high waste of time for us now, but we must avoid it without getting caught. For some reason the government has found a way to teleport three of their agent, who now look kinda like wizards. We are cautious who we trust of the non-magic users, because we know that they would betray us. As time is running out, we set up a trap to distract the two Cecilie twins that are on our tails, and we make it to the living room, where we are to prepare a magic to get us out of here. Alas, the agents have somehow monitored the couches in the living room, and we are caught. The scene changes to our friend Pyrus (who for the record in a Christmas elf), he wants to help us break free of the agents cages, but is now current in another room, similar to the green on my school. He is hiding in the toilet, trying to figure out a way to help them. But then he gets an idea. He will summon Gyldengrød, who is a more famous, older and wiser elf. Gyldengrød is summoned, and everything seems brighter now. But then, one of the agents teleport into the green to arrest them, but when he sees Gyldengrød, he is intrigued. Claiming that Gyldengrød is a famous drum elf, and Gyldengrød agrees with him, that he is a famous drum elf. For some reason a drum set is now in the green, and Gyldengrød is getting behind it. Now a nice song starts, and Gyldengrød participated, putting in more drum sounds than normal, and it sounds really good The agent is now on our side, after having listened to the music (which is also beauty full), and he suggest, that our best option, is to summon Santa-Claus, Gyldengrød then sends a little prayer, and we wait. Somebody tells Pyrus, that you know that Santa is on his way, when you can hear crows nearing. Pyrus listens, and he can actually hear crows! Henrik comes in, and for some reason he shows a picture of himself and his brother, with their father, except the fathers face has been torn out of the picture. He smiles, and makes us believe that his father is Santa. (very strange part) Santa arrives, and grants us the Christmas wish, to make so that the government never discovered magic, and thus all magic users are free again. A quick cut scene where magic families are gathered again, and everyone are happy.

Now, this was a wierd dream, it sounds more like some kind of movie, but it was actually a dream. I think I was lucid in some means, as to minorly nudging the dream around, but I'm not sure that I was fully lucid.
Pyrus and Gyldengrød are characters from a christmas movie here in Denmark, that I've grown up with, so they're not uncommon.
Mark and Cecilie are students from my school.
Rusoe family is a fictional magic family on Disney channel, the dream got much of it's plot from the commercial for next week episode, where the goverment will find out that they have magic, and will try to lock them up.

1.4.2011

Ruined (Non-lucid)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

With gusto, I sprint across the cool, black asphalt, brown sneakers propelling me forward with every pounding step. The horde looms in the distance, row upon row of agile, intelligent zombies. Knowingly, I dash forward, weaving through cars, crimson, white, and purple, cutting to the right with nothing but STAR, my trusty yellow Nitefinder, in hand. Nay, the zombies aren't on my tail; they're right in front of me.

They mock me, as I slow down, off to their rightmost flank. What could I possibly do with such a small weapon, they wondered? Was I even worth the effort of a charge?

Stopping, stepping back, I know they're right.

Well, at least about the former.

With a smile, I raise my arms, and lift a dart from the ground, twenty paces away. The zombies look in astonishment as the dart floats of its own accord, and their jaws drop when it fires through the air, nailing one unfortunate zed in the face.

But still, they mock me.

One dart won't be enough.

Both arms, and countless darts, rise at my command. My eye lit with a fiendish glint, I can't help smirking at their shock. Even as they charge, I'm alight with joy, as my darts rain upon them, taking out their front line. But despite my barrage, many of them remain untouched, and now they're upon me, here to devour me.

FWIP.

A quick teleport puts me behind their ranks, where I continue to wreak havoc. Every time they get close enough to do something, I teleport away and attack from a different side. Eventually, it becomes too much for them.

They quit, walk away, deband themselves.

What have I done? Could it be I've singlehandedly ruined this Invitational.

My perspective cuts away. . .

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A girl walks along the same black asphalt I had run upon earlier. As she goes, she breaks the rear windows of every car she can. Another girl, part of the same horde I had just forced into ruin, goes to stop her, asking her what's wrong.

The first girl replies, “You know, when the game's on I can keep it under control; I can stay sane,” she rubs at her face, smearing the black ash covering her cheeks and forehead, “But now look what's happened. . .”

The second girl, yelling, remanding, starts: “That doesn't mean you—” but she's cut off as a knife pierces her pink skin-tight shirt and enters her gut. With a thump, she's lying on the ground, as the ash faced girl smirks and walks away. . .

______________


What have I created?

Years have passed since that fateful day, but the terror, the crazed female killer, remains at large. As her creator, I'm tasked with her extermination.

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We meet on a field of dead grass, my sword drawn, a machete with a complex, elegant, two-handed, design, her knives at the ready. In a flash of steel, we clash, crossing blades, determined to end the life of the other.

But alas.

The dreams fades.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign

Recently my web host (who I am good friends with the founder) got attacks from a client of Limestone Networks (the company didn't do it, one of their customers did) and when I talked to him about it over chat I started seeing Limestone Networks ads all over the place due to Google adWords user targeting. Kind of ironic, but oh well.

I think that's what inspired this dream.

Limestone Networks dream
Only one I remembered for the night. Bad recall. My family was staying at a HUGE fancy hotel! It was all made of marble.

Here's a description: From the front entrance with multiple glass doors you enter a humongous right-left symmetrical marble room. 4 stories high or so. The second floor is in the back half of the room while the third and fourth are elsewhere, only visible because of little balconies sticking out into the main room. There were a bunch marble benches on either side on the first and second floor. There's two sets of stairs about 50 feet ahead of you maybe 15 feet wide each, at 30˚ angles. They go one story high, to the second floor in the back. These stairs are separated by a balcony in the middle that extends from the upper base of the stairs horizontally to the lower base. Here's a horrendous, literally 30-second example of what I mean: (click to enlarge)

I can draw better. Much better. But it's getting late and I don't want to spend too much time on this...

Anyway, the building was cool. My family was staying on the left side of the building in a room on the 3rd floor which had a balcony sticking out to the big room. It was a very nice hotel! At some point I became very, very, very faintly lucid. I realized I was dreaming, kind of, and that I could do what I wanted.

I walked downstairs and saw Limestone Networks was having a meeting. A man was speaking to about 40 men and women. They looked distressed. I had to walk around a few people as I went down the stairs. I knew their business wasn't my business but, out of curiosity I wanted to hear what was going on so I slowed down my pace. Apparently Limestone Networks was having severe financial problems. Several people were crying... They were going to go bankrupt. I felt really bad for them. It seemed like Linmestone Networks employees were a tightly knit group of friends... I wondered how they could afford so many ads yet they were going bankrupt, but I brushed the thought away. I kept walking and went through a door.

I saw my friend Ryan and decided to use my lucid powers to have an Avatar race with him. We changed into Avatars and climbed up floating mossy rocks. The best Avatar music with the chorus singing was playing somehow. It was really awesome! Eventually the Avatar world faded back to normal life. We were outside. It was dark and raining. The dream was becoming increasingly negative. I could see less and less. Ryan vanished. I was alone in the mud. I saw these slimy monster things with huge mouths. I was worried, but not scared. It was becoming harder and harder to go on. I tripped and fell. I could sense monsters coming for me but I couldn't see anything! I thrashed around hoping it would drive them away but it woke me up.

I was still moving so I jumped out of bed. I was startled a little but not scared at all. It was about 4AM. I went back to sleep shortly after, which doesn't usually happen after nightmares. Somehow I wasn't very scared in that nightmare.


Glad to have a dream, especially a lucid one, even slightly, after all this time!

*It’s a work setting. We are preparing lunch. It is chicken Fricassee probably. We need to stock up.
**I am finally meeting Panther again. He has a club (one room) in Morava. Panther and I go to some club near by. I can see the beet tap, but it starts to rain inside, and I am surprised that no one cares about the stuff getting wet. Panther tells me that he no longer works as a truck driver but he works in an office. He worked out some trick that cuts down the time required for his work from 4hours to 4 seconds. He is very happy about it and hopes that it will allows him to do music again….

I'm in a store together with my siblings. There's a stand with candy next to us. We are trying to find something to buy. A. is searching for milk chocolate with nuts, but she can't find any. There are lots of other kinds of candy though. There's many kinds of chocolate, for example white chocolate with fruit in and candy canes. I pick up a packet of candy canes and consider buying them, but I think that it isn't Christmas now, so I shouldn't but them, besides, the packet looks old and dusty.

We walk around the store and see what else there is. Behind a wall there's a man making rubber boots. I watch him for a while. I notice that the leg part of the boots are long tubes that he cuts of to the appropriate length with ordinary scissors.

After we're done browsing we leave and go home. When I'm on my way home it starts snowing. There's a blizzard and I can barely move because the wind is so strong. I notice that I am wearing plastic bags on my feet and think that's good, because I wouldn't want my feet to get wet. I am however worried that my feet will get too cold.

After a while I manage to get to the front door. I walk through it. When I come inside everyone else has already gone to bed. I decide to go sit outside for a while. I go outside and sit on the porch. It is no longer snowing and I don't get cold, but there is still snow on the ground.

While I sit there I hear a knocking on the back door. I look over the snow pile next to me and see a middle aged man standing outside the door. I remember that everyone else is sleeping so I decide to open the door for him. I go inside and walk to the back door. I open it.

The man says that he knows my mother and has come there to tell her something. I say that she has gone to bed. He tries to get inside and says that he loves her. I notice that he's drunk. He comes inside and starts to recite a love poem he's written. I look over to the next room where mom usually sits and notice that she's sitting there, even though the lights are out. She is watching me and I know that she has heard what the man has said. She comes over to us and start talking to the man. I leave.

The next day mom tells me that she's engaged. I think it's weird that she'd get engaged to a drunk guy I've never seen before, but I try to be supportive.

I start off in the basement of my old house. Oddly, the entire basement has been rearranged and redesigned. I had a friend over with me. I don't recall who it was. I do think it may have been Victor(redbullman4). Anyway, we were on my old shitty Gateway '98 computer. We were playing some sort of game on it. All of a sudden, I saw a centipede on the floor. I fucking hate centipedes. So I go fuckin' insane. I jump up and scream like a five year-old girl. I tell my friend I'm gonna fly away from here. So I jump up, and I start to fly. Odd. I now see Goku from Dragon Ball in his Super Saiyan 3 form. What the fuck?! He appears to be fighting Hirudegarn from the DBZ movie "Dragon Fist Explosion." Goku's coming in for the final kill with a Super Dragon Fist. At about that time, I awake.

NOTE: This was a short dream because it started at about 5 and I wake up at 6.

I find myself in an verge neighborhood. It's currenty night time. I am walking at a easy rate and passing by all of the houses, condominiums, and apartments. The street I'm going down really does seem peaceful. Finally, I reach my destination. It's to my concern that I'm suddenly holding a crockpot full of Pasta Fazule. It immediately comes to my attention that it's for a party I'm going to. I appear to be at the party. That's very interesting. I enter the house now. Inside, there's a concert stage. It has some bigass stereos, microphones, and so forth. Also, there's a bigass table that has snacks and all that sorta party shit. I go over and place the Pasta Fazule on the table. I soon see the party host. It's my friend Dan(who my friends and I often refer to as "Dave" as a joke). So the party had begun. More and more people show up while time passes by. Soon, I see someone show up...and it's not someone I'd ever call a friend. It was Thomas. It appeared the he showed up with his girlfriend too. Wait, Girlfriend+Tom=Undefined Answer. Well, it was just a dream(to bad I didn't realize it).

So, Tom instantly starts acting like a numskull. He starts running around and shouting, dancing gayly, ya know, retarded stuff like that. He was pissing everybody off now. Dan, me, and Tom's girlfriend are now all on the stage. Tom comes up on stage and starts dancing like a retard again. His girlfriend looks really pissed and embarrassed. She says to Tom she doesn't think it's working out between them. At that time, Tom stops. He looks suddenly depressed. He then, slumps down the stairs without a word. Then he sadly waddles outside. His ex-girlfriend then follows. Well that was interesting. So, the party continues. Soon, it is over. Everyone quickly gets their things and leave. I'm on my own way out, when I remember something. I come back in and tell Dan I have to wait for my Dad to pick me up because I have the crockpot. What the hell? I came here without I problem. Who cares? While I am waiting, I awake.