non-lucid

31.08.2010

Results of WBTB Attempt 1 - 8/31/10 (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alright, So currently it's about 7PM. I just woke up about an hour ago, Which means that I most likely slept for a total of anywhere from 10-14 hours. I lost track of what time I fell asleep, so it should be somewhere within that range. Anyway...

Yesterday didn't go as well as I thought. I decided to try going to bed in the hopes that my alarm would wake me up and that I could then go back to sleep while being aware I'm awake to see if I'd drift off into a Lucid Dream. Next thing you know I see the darkness, ???? Afternoon. There was no dream at all, Not that I was able to remember any in general. (I'm assuming we all dream regardless of if we are aware of how/when/what it was.) So now I'm at a standstill with my self.

I've had no success with last night, And this would mark one week so far that I've tried Lucid Dreaming! Of course, I can't rush results but I can't help but feel frustrated that I have had NO progress in the least.

But I feel as if I have more time to keep going with this. I begin school in about a week and a half. College will be a bit new too me, regardless of the fact I couldn't graduate high school. At least this way I can get my high school degree and still feel good about my self. (Insert Cry Emote here T_T)

To think about my progress, I have been able to sleep more often and sleep longer hours while feeling good in the morning. So I guess something went right, even if I couldn't accomplish the goal of Lucid Dreaming. It normally takes about what? A month? Worth of practice to get into the feel for it? So I guess I'll have time to keep practicing.

It has been a bit nerve racking lately becuase I feel as if I'm being rushed, not about Lucid Dreaming. But I feel as if I have to know more about my self, confront my fears and be honest with my self in the shortest time possible. I'm trying to resist the rush, and currently trying to keep it at a nice and steady pace. Hopefully things work out in the end.

August 31: I was in what appeared to be a basement modeled off of ryan widdis' basement. I was hanging with kids a year or two younger than me. it was weird because apparently two kids were gay (its not too weird that they were gay) the only weird thing about it was they started making love (or dry humping) over in the left corner of the basement. me and the other dudes just chilled on a couch and talked about random stuff.

this may have been my least favorite dream, but I'm glad that August gave me two full lucid dreams, a few semi lucid dreams and my dream recall has gotten a lot better than it was before I got back into dreaming. now i move onto SEPTEMBER! LET THERE BE MANY LUCIDS!!

ohh wow September 1: N/A Recalled.

Note: This is the last week before my final project at school, so my lucid dreams came to a screeching halt as did my recall, these are some of the last dreams I recall before the date of the project presentation.

I was in a car with Tigress, she was driving, and I was staring out the window at the stores we were passing. We turned into a parking lot, I knew it was the parking lot for Toys R Us, but it wasn't like any parking lot I have ever seen, it had hills all over it. The parking places were all on steep hills going either up or down, it was impossible to see the store from where we were looking for parking places. Tigress turned to park in an empty parking place, and stopped just in time to avoid a black SUV who decided to pull all the way through from the next aisle to our row. With a brief expletive, Tigress pulled back into the main aisle and continued looking for a parking place until she finally saw another one. We pulled all the way into the empty parking place, at the same time a yellow pickup pulled into the place across from us, but I noticed there was no room for me to get out. Tigress backed up to straighten out in the parking place, and as soon as she backed up, the yellow pickup truck pulled forward and took our place! What an asshole! There were more expletives from Tigress now as she backed up and looked for another place, finally finding one and managing to park in this one before anyone stole it.

Tigress and I went into the Toys R Us store, I immediately looked around for electronic keyboards, I knew exactly what I was looking for. There was a small kiosk in the back of the store that had a sign announcing they had quality used merchandise for low prices, I thought it was strange that Toys R Us allowed them to set up there, but I figured it didn't really matter if they had what I wanted. I went back towards their booth, and as I was approaching, I saw an awesome looking electronic keyboard on one of their shelves.

I saw a price tag under the keyboard that said $298.95, and I thought that for that kind of keyboard it was an amazingly low price. Of course it was used, but if most of it still worked, I definitely wanted to get that keyboard. I looked over at Tigress and pointed at the keyboard, then I looked back at the keyboard. I must have misread the price… it was $756.95… shit. There was no way I could afford that, no matter how cool the keyboard was. I was going to have to pass it to get to the Toys R Us instrument aisle, and as I got closer I saw I had yet again misread the price… it was only $75.95… WOW! But then I looked, and the keyboard was different, now it was a cheap looking piece of crap that looked like it didn't even have different sound choices… There was no way I was even going to pay $75.95 for that thing which wouldn't do what I needed it to do anyway, so I followed Tigress farther into Toys R Us.

Tigress and I looked around the store a bit longer until we realized it was late and we had to get to class, so we had to leave without finding any more keyboards. We drove to school, it was similar to ITT Tech, but it was in a different place, and I realized Tigress and both had two classes, but only one was together. We went to our separate classes, they were boring, so Tigress and I were chatting on Skype… until suddenly she stopped responding. I wondered if she was mad at me about something… I didn't know what I could have said. There was a short break, during which I could not find Tigress, and then the class we had together. Upon arriving at that class, Tigress sat on the opposite side of the room, which I thought confirmed she was mad since there was an open seat right beside me. We spent the first part of that class reviewing for a final exam, though I didn't pay much attention to that since I was wondering why Tigress might be mad at me.

There was another short break, then back to the same class, now to take the exam. I returned to class, and it looked like Tigress was going to avoid me again, but then she dragged a desk closer to me, pushed another desk out of the way, and sat beside me after all. Apparently she had just preferred the desk she brought for some reason. I asked if she was mad at me, she said no, there was someone she'd had to talk to over there. The instructor passed out the tests and we began. I found I had no pen or pencil, the instructor wouldn't let me ask Tigress for one… I finally found a marker, so I was trying to do the test in marker. Between the fact I didn't study and the marker was rather messy I was making a huge mess of the test answer sheet, and it was getting really frustrating. The instructor said we had ten minutes left, I was on the verge of a panic. I told her I needed more time, I told her I've been having a lot of problems with depression and the test was harder for me because of it, so can't we make an exception? She said no, she didn't care if I was fighting with depression, the test was due in… eight minutes now. I was so angry that my hand clenched hard enough to break the marker and spill ink all over the answer sheet, Tigress was saying something in a soothing tone, apparently trying to calm me down, but I would not be calmed.

"Why do you have to be such a fucking bitch?" I yelled at the instructor, causing the other students to look up in surprise, "Well fuck this test! And fuck this class! And fuck you, you fucking bitch! Fuck you!" The instructor had only enough time to look over at me with a shocked look on her face before I woke.

Date: Aug.31
Time: 3:45pm

Description: I was attempting a WBTB, but never got lucid. But had a couple of interesting dreams.

Dream 1: Sitting in Wendy's with my sister and somebody else. I was eating some breakfast stuff, and I kept on having food appear in front of me. Anyways I remember talking to 2 kids, and a mother who really didn't care about her children. They snorted cocaine, and my sister and I were trying to find some place. All we kept getting were bags of cocaine in an evidence bag from a homicide. I kept dumping out the bags every time I got it, and then asked my sister if they were cocaine. She said yes, it tasted like cocaine. So we get to this rockstar's party where there are tons of these bags. The dream ends.

Dream 2: I am in my brothers old house. We are looking through a fridge and find a mini burger that I eat. We here something about people being contacted, and their homes being broken into. My brother gets a call from some guy. He heads for the door, and a bag is hanging on the doorknob. He goes outside and gets beat up. He rushes back inside and we get details about the truck he was driving. I write down something about his truck and pass it to my brother who is on the phone with the police. We go outside, I go into the backyard and spot the mayor of the city (Some old guy not really the mayor of the city where the house is.), and someone else. So I chase after him into my current backyard. They run around the pool and are trying to boost one another onto the fence to get away. I pickup a baseball and whip it at them. Then I wake up.

I'll make this short since i'm not in the mod for writing
Actually not even posting this xD
Maybe i'll come back to it laterz

I'll make this short since i'm not in the mod for writing
Actually not even posting this xD
Maybe i'll come back to it laterz

Havent had a proper recall in a while..
This is my dream from this morning:

Someone, somewhere had a map of Canada, and they folded it and shook it. And all of a sudden, all the provinces were mixed up. Like boggle. My mother was telling me about it, so we turned on the news and it was real.

The biggest thing that i cared about, was that a part of Newfoundland was now in Manitoba. So my mother took me there to see Newfoundland! There was no travelling, my dream just skipped forward. There were reporters and people everywhere, it was kinda like one street from St.Johns was just sorta added to the edge of manitoba, by the Hudson Bay.

The street looked like this:

The street was on the edge of a cliff kinda like this, except Straight down:

I sat on the edge of the cliff, and decided to Jump! As i was falling i saw a huge whale below me(my biggest fear) so i directed myself a little closer to the cliff side, hoping it would be too shallow for the whale.. it wasnt.

He didnt bother with me, he actually went away because of the big splash. But two manatees swam up to me, which is okay cause they were cute. Then all of a sudden i was back on the edge of the cliff. And i woke up.

Date: Aug.31
Time: ??

Description: During the night and early morning I was trying the FILD but I kept on just falling asleep. And non lucid dreams ensued.

Dream 1: I was at work, or what looked like my work. Somebody comes in with a gun and tells everyone to get into a group and and sit down. He starts aiming his gun at us, so I try to get behind someone as a human shield as not to get shot. Anyways, I am by the door into the kitchen so I sneak into it. I grab a knife and crouch behind the counter where he can't see me. I get by the register and jump on it, I throw the knife at him to distract him as I jump on him and grab him by his neck choke holding him. People I am with start beating him up, then tie him up. I call the cops, but instead of getting to dispatch, I get to their walkie-talkie channel and hear them joking around. Finally a cop shows up and carries him off to jail. He gives me fifteen bucks. I give the money to someone else and the dream ends.

Dream 2: I am sitting on the ground in what looks like my living room. My niece is in the rocking chair by me, and my brothers are sitting beside me. i talk to my niece, and then my brothers. They start joking around with me. Now I am in another room, there are a bunch of couches in it. The room is colored like a tan white color. A coworker is there, my sister, my two nephews, and my brothers. We are all watching this basketball movie, two guys get stuck on the ceiling and decide to let go and fall back onto the court. One of the guys dunks on the rims as he passes it. Now people are getting up and leaving. They have two big dogs with them. One is a wild, the other is obedient. The dream fades out.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


23:20 GMT - Sleep

Continuation of my day
I had some dream that was prolongation of my day. I had been with some Buddhist friends, doing some practices and then we had a dinner party. So I dreamt about it with some dream twists on it.

2:39 GMT

A very bad after party
I am at some people’s house along with some others – I guess the dinner party from the dream before continued – and we have to sleep over. Unfortunately I am told I have to sleep in the kitchen floor over some blanket. If that wasn’t bad enough, the floor is inundated and I think to myself they must be crazy. So I leave the kitchen and guess what, I find a room with small beds, maybe of kids. Not the most comfy either, but better than a wet floor, so I lay down there, a bit upset that the house owners didn’t offer me that option. A friend of mine (G.T.) enters the room, also looking for a place to crash and I manage a way for him to also sleep there – I find some extra mattress or something. I think we had no blankets to cover and that we felt cold all night.

Meeting a friend at some show
I just have this image that I arrived at a place with long continuous concrete seats in rows and that I sat in a row behind this group of people, which then I realised was my friend R. and her family. I think we were watching some show.

Waiting for an earthquake
I was on my way home with my boyfriend and when we were right in front of our apartment building we got some warning that an earthquake was about to shake the ground. I think it was some sort of intuition, because other people were just doing their normal life. I asked him not to go inside, that we should look for an open space, so we went to the middle of some square, far away from the buildings around and we waited.

Ladies’ showers
I am at the shower at some public pool or gymnasium. Many ladies and girls are taking shower, dressing, etc, when an old guy comes in looking distracted and tries to cross it to the exit. The ladies react very calmly but fast and put the guy out. They comment they are sick and tired of guys excusing themselves, saying they mistook the men shower for the women’s. There’s just too many “accidents” happening to be fortuitous.

Really old digital clock
I am at my deceased grandma’s home, in the living room, waiting for something and watching TV. I get bored and look at the nearby desk. I spot this really old digital clock. Probably one of the firsts, but were there digital clocks already on my grandparents time? I don’t think so! Still, this one really looks old. It has some old label saying 30 EUR (almost illegible), which is even more bizarre, considering that the euro is around only since 1999.

5:29 GMT

The red hair boy that travels in time
I would like to remember more of this one. I can only remember from when the action was already in the middle. There was this young boy, maybe 10 years old, red hair, who was being accused of murder in a past life. There was this kind of karmic court where he was being summoned for trial but he was totally absolutely convinced that he was innocent. So he gathered a team and planned an expedition to the past. He somehow travelled back in time, looking for himself in a past life. He managed to find that he couldn’t have possibly have committed the murder he was accused of. On this village where his past rebirth lived, he was told he had been away on the mountains and didn’t come back and people worried. He then went to the mountain looking for “himself”. He found “himself” frozen in an ice block, under piles of snow – he looked exactly the same as he looked: around 10 years old and red hair. It had happened recently, so he was like dormant but not yet “irreparable”. As in the future there was the technical means to unfreeze and relive the boy, the future-boy took the past-boy with him. He managed to save him and took him to the court, along with all the evidences that this boy was dead at 10 years old if he hadn’t save him, therefore he couldn’t possibly have committed the crime as an adult.
Some judges agreed but others were not so sure. After all, there he was, alive, right? What would stop him to go back to the past and kill someone? So the proof of innocence was also the murder weapon. Tricky.

Deported Russian lady
Also in a court. This time there is a Russian lady, called Tania, being trialled. I am one of her friends watching the trial. She risks deportation. On some other day – the day of the judge decision – I’m not there and two other friends come to tell me the news. They are crying and I also shed some tears. We then decide to go meet this one other friend of us to also tell her.

Expensive outlet
I am with some lady friends in this clothes shop. It looks a bit like a gipsy market but all the clothes are damn expensive designer clothes. Still, they are supposed to be on sale. I pick this very tiny skirt in a very thin fabric and I tell my friends: “In the real gipsy market this would cost me less than 5 EUR”. Then I check the price tag and it says 75 EUR. I say out loud that it’s really absurd and some lady by my side says “No, it’s not. It’s not the fabric that counts, what counts is that it is designer’s clothes.” OK, ok, go on with your shopping, I can’t even find anything that actually looks good.
Then I find this corner where they serve coffee and cookies. I wonder if a cookie costs 100 EUR and decide to just eat this cookie I brought along with me. Then this guy appears out of nowhere and I throw a bunch of cookies on the floor. Luckily these cookies were wrapped up in plastic, so I just picked them up and put them back on the table. Meanwhile I am still chewing my own cookie and this guy starts accusing me of having eaten one of the cookies. I said no, I didn’t. But he kept insisting I had eaten of the cookies and had to pay it. He made it look like a big crime. I had to pull all my tricks, until I found the package of my own cookie to prove its origin. Then he backed off. Then for curiosity I asked how much the cookies cost and he said 50 cents and he laughed at me. He was just mocking me all along.

Stealing on a hardware store
I am in a hardware shop and for some reason I am determined in stealing something. I know I don’t need it, that it’s not cleptomania and I also don’t wanna be caught – so maybe a bet I made with someone?
I look around really looking for something and so far the best I think of is a tube of super-glue. Really? Then I see this supports for pictures on the wall and I remember I actually need some,so I start comparing models. I even call my boyfriend asking for his opinion. In the end I just give up and don’t steal anything at all.


8:00 GMT – Wake up

This dream is so jumbled up so I have to rearrange the sequence of events a bit to make it logical.

I am at a dinner party and there are a lot of attractive girls there with their parents. I leave the party. It is dark outside. My motocycle is parked near a 7Eleven and thieves dressed as university students/ vocational students (of Thailand) are trying to steal my motobike. So I try to push them away but there are too many of them (about three or four). I am worried that they would also try to steal my friends' car so I ring the police. I am pretty angry by now. I dial 911. For the first time I don't think they picked up. Then for the second time I hear a lady's voice. She speaks English. She asks for my location and I tell my girl friend who is standing near me to look at the street address on the corner. Then I realize, heck!, I'm in Thailand, I should have dialed 191. So I say sorry to the lady and redial. I don't get any response. I ask Lily-1 about what I should do. She tells me a series of complicated numbers to dial with. I enter the 7Eleven to use their phone. I get very frustrated over the long series of numbers.
"I'm only trying to ring the police, why should this get so complicated?!!," I say. Then yell long and loud out of anger much like in Shrek 4. Everyone is dumb-founded. Lily says that it is difficult because funding is poor.
I go to a rehersal (presumably those girls' rehearsal). Heaps of people are standing in a large slanted room. The teachers are sitting at a long table. About 5 of them at the front. I look over at them and leave.
I am back stage at the show. The background is very white. I am about to leave as I had seen the show before. One of the girls say, "don't leave. We are only girls once."
There's a toilet backstage. I am about to use it but realize that when the scene lifts up everyone will see me sitting on the toilet.

I am now at a parade. Across the street there is a government building that the parade cars are going into. The cars are black and very posh. Girls and boy step out of their cars to get their pictures taken by the journalists. Their moms drive. I look east and see the Universal Studio globe but for some reason this place is Disneyland to me. I thought to myself, "Can I go on rides after this event for free?" The globe opens up to a large black panel I don't know what for.

My first CAN-WILD attempt...

Alright. It's official: my sleep schedule is just too inconsistent these days to be able to keep up with LD's the way I used to. It's time to figure out new ways of going lucid that don't require attention from all my waking hours, since those have become filled with other matters. It's time...for CAN-WILD!

I'm going to be putting all of my lucid dreaming effort into this one, and documenting what I can in this DJ. Entries will be inconsistent depending on what days I work early in the mornings (which I can't use to LD) and days that I work later on in the day (which I can use to LD). So bear with me.

I tried the method using the flash-based timer found on this tutorial. I'm definitely on the right track, but no lucids yet. I just need to tweak my timer settings...but I can do that beneficially now, thanks to some things that I learned/observed over the past night.

First thing: It takes me much longer than 10 minutes to fall asleep after I've already gotten about 5 hours in. Therefore, the first timer beeped while I was still very much awake. I think I should kill off the WBTB which was used to set/start the timer and instead set the first timer to go off automatically after about 5 hours, so I don't have to get up and do anything. This way I can fall back asleep very quickly.

Second thing: The first dream I did have was very vivid and coherent, never mind it was far from realistic, and the clarity and coherence decreased with each dream that followed. I was part of a human settlement on a distant planet where aliens were trying to eradicate us. We could hear them coming...all of our houses were fragile, as we'd been forced to construct them ourselves. There was no way we'd be protected from the oncoming attack. Everyone grabbed what weapons they had and I organized as good of a defense grid as I could (I guess I was their leader or something). Then, when I went to look for my own weapon, all that was left was a sniper rifle.

"I don't know how to use this! Oh, great..."

There was no time to figure something else out, though. Just then, against the red sky, we saw the first wave of aliens flying in towards us.

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

My vision went blurry a second and I lost balance. Then a blast went off somewhere and I was drawn back into the dream. Only something was different now...I wasn't sure why, but I knew I had total control over things. So with a grin I looked through that sniper scope and began to take down aliens with perfect precision. Some where barely visible in the distance, and yet I still would hit them square in the head.

The battle was long and intense, and eventually I had to put down the sniper and switch to hand-to-hand combat, but of course I dominated all opponents who dared get close to me then. When the battle was over, and we'd only lost two people as compared to the 10,000 aliens, I was considered a war-hero.

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

This time I woke all the way up, but it was momentary. Before long, I was in another dream. But after a few minutes, the alarm went off again and I woke up. Then back into another dream. And so on this went for about 5 different dreams.

Third thing: Each of these was basically a DEILD, only I was not lucid, so there was very little coherence by the end of all this. My dreams were mixing together in odd ways which resulted in one totally bizarre mish-mash of weirdness and people and places and things to the point that even if I had gone lucid, the dream probably would have just shattered, because it was not stable as it was.

Conclusions: The alarm should go off automatically from the start, and trend towards increasing time between alarms as time goes on rather than decrease the time between alarms.

Should be interesting to see how this works out

I am with my two brothers at a mini concert. A girl is performing in a creamy colored, shiny dress. We take photographs. One of my brothers Tim-1 is about to perform as well, his original composition. Paul-1 says that I shouldn't play the long glissando in Tim's piece. But I say that I'm merely trying to play it as written. Tim has sweet chilli sauce on his left eye brow so I clean it for him. When he's about to play I leave. He looks surprised so I say I've heard it for more than 10 times!

Note to reader: For the first time the whole dream went together perfectly with no gaps or fragments. It was one, big, memorable dream. Pretty cool !

August 31st 2010,

The Murderer (Non-Lucid):

Hm..I don't know where to start. Well, ok, I had an acoustic guitar that I kept bringing around everywhere. I was walking around with my mom on the side walk. We kept getting into arguments about stupid things. For some reason we stopped by the church. And she filled out a form saying that I was going to go to religious education for the 6th time (I only really went once in real life). So I looked at her and was like. "Mom..why the hell do I have to go learn about God for the 6th time. What else is there to learn? I'm pretty sure after 5 years of religious education, I'm all set." and she got mad and we got into an argument. This guitar that I kept carrying around, I kept forgetting everywhere. For example, one minute I would have it...then I would drop it to do something else, then I would go somewhere else and I would forget that I dropped my guitar and I would have to go all the way back and get it. Now for some reason, in my dream the church and my old elementary school were combined into one big building. So most of the dream was just me fooling around in a playground. I would walk around most of the time. And 2 of my friends were in the dream. One of them was my 11 year old friend from my last dream, and the other one was his 13-14 year old sister. His sister grabbed the guitar off of the ground and started playing a song. And we were all walking together as she was playing the song. They were both following me. So we found a little circle of teens sitting on the ground meditating or something, and they had a leader which I recognized from real life. His name is Spud and he works as the musical director at my church, I met him through a community service group. So I assumed that this little circle was the religious education. He enjoyed the fact that Katerina (my friends older sister) was playing the guitar because she was playing some Christian song I forget which one. Then everyone got up and was gunna head home (So I don't really remember any "education" going on). I followed Spud to his car. I said my goodbyes and then my mother started walking home, which is down a really long street, not too far from the church/school. Then my father appeared out of nowhere and we were all walking back home together, the sun was setting so it was going from afternoon to evening. My mom was telling my father and I about some weird guy who was following her around and calling her and taking pictures of her. So he was pretty much stalking her. And my father and I were pretty concerned. This is where it gets interesting.

So we kept walking and a car pulls up behind us. A man steps out and he says grabs my mother. And he says to me, "Don't move or I'll hurt you." and he pulled out a knife and pointed it at me. Of course my father and I still proceded into trying to get my mother, and then my dad got too close and the man stabbed my father. I was in shock. Then the man turned to me and said, "Okay. Let's try this again. Don't move or I'll hurt HER." and he stabbed my mom in the stomache. She screamed in pain. I didn't know what to do. All of the sudden a wave of haze just passed above us. Our surroundings were materializing into a room. And then I recognized that we were now in a building back inside of the church/school. The man was pretty confused but he was still holding onto my mom. I was surprised as hell to see his face when I looked closer. Shane freaken Dawson...in my dreams..again. Except this time he was trying to kidnap my mom and kill me and my father. So he took out a knife and he threw it at me. I can't remember if the first few times he threw them at me, they hit me. But I do remember he kept throwing them and I said to him, "Jeez how many knives do you freaken have?" and then he ran out of knives and started throwing ninja stars at me. I was dodging or blocking most of all the things he was throwing at me. Then eventually everything settled down and he tied my mom and dad and me to chairs. I came up with an idea. I had my cell phone with me and that big guitar I had was outside, so immediately the roped around me just fell off. I started going outside and Shane said to me, "What are you doing?" and I said, "I left my guitar outside, I'm gunna go get it." I went outside and looked for his parked car, then I memorized his license plate number which was actually GEHEMI I remember it still lol. And then I went back inside and he was trying to kill me again. After a while I started picking up all the knives and throwing them back at him. Eventually he came up to me and grabbed me, and I had a ninja star in my hand. I pushed his arm that had the knife away, which exposed his neck. Then I sliced it with the ninja star. He fell over and I saved the day. Yayyy. I called the police and told them the license plate number and they found our location and carried out the body and everyone back to safety.

Later that night I remember going on youtube and looking up what happened. Everyone was skeptical about Shane being dead. I remember reading one of the comments saying, "This was all just a set up, he's not really dead." or something like that. Then that's when I woke up, around 8:51 this morning.

I find myself on a laptop computer somewhere and I read a message from Tanner "Ryker, shoot the glitter missile up into the sky. I click a button and look out the window. Much to my surprise, the sky is lit up with beautiful purple glitter raining down in the desert.

Some guys end up shooting at me and I tell mom to "launch the glitter missile" while I am gone because I want them to see it too. I reach a part of the road and then everything freezes and fades to black. I find myself inside a convenience store where the male clerk INSISTS I stay there forever........




I am at a carnival type place with my brothers, I am shooting little plastic things and making them fall over..........

Had another dream I was playing Starcraft 2 (I should iterate that I neither own nor have played the multiplayer thereof). I was playing what was evidently my first 1v1 with some guy that I may have kinda known. It was TvT and I was playing predictably newbish and sloppy, but it was a close game that came down to a base razing race that I won just as my opponent was attacking my command center. I noticed some unusual gameplay behavior; he was scanning around his base and I was able to see his scans as though they were my own, and when he started banshee harassing I switched to viking production and my first viking was produced instantly--seems my dream wanted me to win.