non-lucid

August 7, 2010

Shed break-in
Had this dream in the first cycle of the night! These ones always impress me, for some reason. They're usually quite vivid for first-cycle dreams.

It's night time, and I was at work, monitoring the cameras. I had one camera feeding from a lot that was across the street from my building. I see these two guys in there try to attack this maintenance shed in the middle of the lot (DS = Watching people commit crimes). There are some expensive tools in there. They only attacked the shed door once though, so I guessed they weren't really serious about breaking into it, so I thought I would call the police non-emergency line to get them removed. However one of the tenants in the building distracted me from completing this task (I can't remember how).

Back to watching the cameras, for some reason, I couldn't get them to move, now, so I could get better views (DS = technology not working properly). I saw this orange glow coming from off to the side and I saw flashing lights. I wondered if there was a fire next door? I stepped outside to the sidewalk and noticed that it was just a very bright street light. One of my co-workers decides to go outside and patrol the parking lot, since we can't get the cameras moving, now.

I went back inside to fiddle with the cameras. I still could not get them to work, and I suddenly thought my co-worker has been outside for a really long time. I went outside to survey the lot. I got this bird's eye view, and saw those two guys from before, still there, and then I saw my guard lying on the ground, struggling to get back up. I watched, horrified, as one of the criminals stomped on my co-workers' chest and kicked him.

I shouted at them, and they saw me. "Oh, shit!" one guy said, once he realized they were being watched. I realized they saw me. They took off after me as I ran across the street, back to my building. I got inside the door just in time to put it between us, but I wasn't sure if I would be successful in locking it. Didn't matter, because the slamming shut of the door is what startled me out of my sleep.

Elise's house
I'm visiting with my friend, Elise. She has this awesome house in the middle of the woods. Most of the dream is just me hanging out there and nothing really happening. The house had large, tinted windows, and a glass door, also tinted. Inside, was all white walled and white furniture. It was, as I said, very awesome.

I remember leaving at some point and talking with Elise again later on. She mentioned this scary thing happened after I'd left. This bear came up to the front door and tried to attack her house.

August 6, 2010

School dance
I was sitting in school behind this guy I really liked. We were chatting about the dance coming up.

[Finding shoes]
I was at this store, trying to find shoes to go with my dress. i happened to be in my dress, at the time, and this was right before the dance. My dress was a light blue colour with a white filmy over-lay thingy.

Hillary and Norma
I was downtown, getting some food for lunch. i wanted to stop into this buffet place called Marcello's where I used to go when I worked for them.

I ran into Hillary and Norma (my former employers for the company I got really depressed while working at) on my way there, and they asked me how I was. i said was receptioning again, but it was for a radio station, so I was really happy.

In the shop
I was in the shop, and the cashier was lecturing me on eating good food. He asked me to guess his age and birth date. I observed his face and noticed very few lines, so I guessed he was 32. I was wrong, he was 39.

For the date, I blanked my mind and March 2nd screamed in my head. I asked him if I was right, and he was surprised and dismayed - I was right.

In hindsight, I wonder why my brain was obsessed with the number 32? I got his age wrong, but March 2nd is also 3/2...

So I started following the "Infinity" Lucid Dreaming Course last night. Here are the two dreams I had:

We are outside of our house, my wife and I, at night.
Leah says her mom wants me to hang out more.
I get mad and say I can't and don't have the time.
She says I can visit on Sunday.
I tell her it's my only day off and I already waste half of it as it is.
I realize I'm runnin late to work and stomp off at 9:50.
I walk up a sidewalk and it seems like it's night time.
I see three dogs that look like my parents dogs and they bark at me. Leah laughs

This next dream is a bit more intense, detail wise. This singer from a local band, Kirkland is their name, is working at the gas station next door to my real life work. I remember going over to visit, it was still night like my first dream, and I was incredibly nervous. So she's walking around or whatever. And then for some reason I see her hanging out with this singer from this other local band, Matter of Fact, like in real life. And then I'm driving up from east of the gas station, still dark, and listening to a song that both of those singers did together. It was kind of trippy.

And suddenly a guy I barely know/talk to and I are going into this tiny and abandoned tennis court. It's right by the highway and fenced up as if it were a prison. Creepers and vines are everywhere and leaves cover the court. It was sort of mystical. I say to the other guy, Nate, "Man. It's been forever since we got a good tennis game in." And we start to play tennis. I just remember the court is cramped and we're trying to play, still at night, and Nate mentions something about how he "hates it when people return in that area. It's so cheap.

So nothing crazy awesome tonight. The dreams were interesting. I honestly didn't sleep very well and had to force myself to take down notes for this DJ entry. I'm moving on to day 2 of the Infinity Course. I tried willing myself into SP last night and I could get to the point where I was completely numb but I was too awake to fall asleep.

August 6th: failed to recall

August7th: I drove my brother past frontier park. Then I remember him driving back and almost killing us. It never showed us getting back home. But I was at home in the next part. Our whole street turned into a pool and there was a waterslide randomly standing in the middle of the pool. All I remember is I'm worried about my little brother jumping off the waterslide. My other brother Brett was also in this dream.

I had two abstract dreams yesterday.

Stuck in China:

The streets are very dirty, and very crowded with people walking through. I had no money with me at all. I walk around for awhile and find a restaurant on a street corner. For some reason I go in and order the most expensive thing on the menu. After eating it, I had no way of paying for it. I spent the rest of the dream running around attempting to find a way to pay for the food. More towards the end of the dream, I saw an open door with a sign that I couldn't read, so for some reason, I went inside. There was this rather large ginger lady that said she was the owner of the shop. She also said it was a tattoo parlor and that her name was Britney Spears!

My Old School:

I was at my old school for some reason, and it was the last day of school there. My logic in the dream was that I was there to say Hi to all of my old friends that I have not seen in a long time. So, after school lets out kids are running out of the school rejoicing that it was the last day. I saw a lot of my friends that I haven't seen in years, I called there name and they didn't even look at me, like they didn't recognize me, or couldn't hear me. Then some kid tried to steal my Zune out of my pocket, and when I looked over he vanished. It was a strange dream, I kept trying to talk to people but no one seemed to be able to hear me, or see me. I was ignored by everyone, WTF!?

My recall is getting better, I remembered lots of details about these two dreams, very long, very detailed.

07.08.2010

Island Hotel (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This is one of two dreams I had from last night, both of which happened before 3:30 A.M. when I woke up for a WILD. The WILD, by the way, failed when I fell back to sleep. I hadn't remembered any dreams from the past two nights, so even this is a plus.

I am walking along a path in the middle of a tropical island. My dream-world brother is also on the path, a little ways behind me. I meet up with a woman, and we begin to talk, while still walking along the path. We come upon a tower, that I instinctively know is a hotel, and we go up to the top floor. Along the way, the woman disappears, and I find myself in the top floor room with my brother nearby. I decide to go take a shower, and I do so. The dream ends.

Just got a few fragments from last night, not really worth a DJ entry.

Part 1: Was at a crazy-awesome party on a roof terrace. Got really wasted. I think I woke up a bit and went for a DEILD- or maybe just tried to stabilise, because I remember spinning on the spot really fast. I stuck my arms out and went even faster. Then I started floating around the party.

Part 2: Woke up the next morning at the party (false awakening ofc). Semi-lucid. Found myself wrapped up in blankets beside a naked Holly Valance. Freakin' jackpot! Good times were had.

Part 3: I was doing some kind of important assignment and a dude behind me was annoying me. I very uncharacteristically turned round and yelled at him, and he stabbed me in the eye with a pencil! I couldn't believe it, the pencil was actually embedded several inches in my eye! There was no pain. I slowly pulled it out which made a squelching noise. Niiice.

20.05.2010

Bohemian Rhapsody (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a kind of country forest park, running through a hedge maze. It looked like late afternoon- a nice day, but slightly cloudy. It felt like I was taking part in a race, or sponsored run. There were other people in the maze (I could see over the walls, they weren't that tall), all jogging along at their own pace. I could hear music playing from the finish line, so I assumed it must be close. It was Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody", one of my favourite songs.



I found the exit to the maze and took off running down a well-worn, rocky path which led downhill. Right then, I had a feeling that I might be in a dream. The situation (of running through a wooded area with my own personal soundtrack) seemed very familiar to me, and at the time I thought I had dreamed of it a few times before. (Upon waking I have no memory of these previous dreams)- MrDreamsX might find this interesting! I tried to float my way down the hill and take longer, floating leaps, which actually worked a bit. I glided a bit between touching the ground, but it wasn't enough to turn me lucid. I looked at my left hand, but I didn't pay enough attention to it to even RC properly. So I kept on running. The song ended as the ground leveled out, and I ran into a strange bog/marsh. I could see the finish line on the other side, so I ran straight in. My friend Pearse, who had evidently just finished the course, came running back from the finish line swinging his shirt in the air, and dive-bombed into the deepest part. I laughed. He said,
"Hey John, Jess is over there, her and Craig had a fight!" Jess is my girlfriend, Craig is a friend who I do not trust around girls! I waded out the other side of the marsh and crossed the finish line. Craig approached me.
"Hey man, what's going on?" I asked.
"Nothin', just finished," He replied. I shrugged and walked past him to find Jess wearing a towel. She was upbeat and nothing seemed to be wrong, so I didn't worry. We both went and jumped into the marsh.
Here I woke up- I think because of the sunlight shining through the blinds- which always wakes me up at my dad's house. -It also quite often leads to interesting SP situations, and this one was the same sort of thing. I lay completely still, not quite awake. I wanted something to focus on for a DEILD, and Bohemian Rhapsody was still in my head, so I let it play. This time however, it was Weird Al Yankovic's version! (It's much faster and zanier) It was playing in perfect quality, as if I was wearing headphones. It came to the part, "So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye!"- In the Weird Al version there is a "hawk-spit" sound thrown in there which I always find humorous, so to test my capabilities I had the spit noise play three times for extra emphasis. It sounded awesome. After the song ended I had nothing else to focus on, so I gradually woke up.

14.05.2010

Deep Trouble (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This one was incredibly long. It felt like it lasted five or six hours, maybe more. In reality it couldn't have been more than an hour though. I'll try to condense it a bit.

It began with a school trip. Me and a load of friends/acquaintances were on a coach. It was driving through lots of small towns which looked like they were still in Northern Ireland. It was a pretty miserable day. Raining a lot, some traffic. The coach journey lasted about an hour, then the teacher told us to get off. Everybody was carrying a huge rucksack, and my arms were full from holding a really big sleeping bag.

What followed was a lengthy walk down some slightly-flooded streets. I kept collapsing from exhaustion and sliding for a bit. One time I tripped and nearly went face-first into a pile of soggy dog shit, but I saw it coming and shielded myself with the sleeping bag. My friend Hugh helped me up and we continued on. We arrived at a strange school a while later, soaked to the skin and about to drop. For some reason I was now wearing a Guy Fawkes mask. I saw it in the reflection of a door. We walked through a couple of classes, seemingly knowing where we were going. The last room at the end of a chain of rooms was ours. Most of the people from the coach were already inside and sitting at desks. I started talking to a girl who arrived just after us about how fucked I was. During that conversation my legs gave way and I ended up on the floor. A receptionist leaned over a counter and stared at me.
"Name?" she asked. I tried a couple of times to tell her my name, but kept spelling the surname totally wrong. It frustrated me, but I got it in the end. She told me to pick a table and pull up a chair. I instinctively ripped off most of my soaking clothes and wrapped myself up in a duvet I found in my backpack. I joined a table with a few of my friends at it and started writing something in a notebook. I can't remember what it was though.

A while later, after some missing time (but definitely in the same day), I was walking back to the coach. The weather had cleared up, and apparently the environment had changed completely. I was walking through the MW2 map, "Rundown". I started off passing the house at the top of the hill and walking down the steps into the enclosed courtyard. I was very angry about something, so I got out a LMG and started shooting at people. Snipers in ghillie suits kept trying to sneak past me, but I nailed them all. For a better defensive position, I ran up the wooden stairs and into the room at the end of the building. I camped at the top of another set of stairs and shot a huge number of snipers who kept trying to run up to me. I had a feeling that this was going to get me into deep trouble, but I didn't care, I was still pretty angry. Soon I heard sirens outside. I looked out the back window and saw a SWAT van pull up. There was a bit of a standoff for a while, but then one police man climbed up on the balcony and talked me down. I calmed down and handed over an Xbox controller. (lol) They put me in the back of one of the NI-exclusive white police vans and brought me to my old school.



I had to wait outside in the rain before I could see the principal. It was night time now, and they were setting something up in the main hall. It looked like a presentation of some kind. The sprinkler system was activated in the hall, and was soaking everything. I wondered why nobody bothered to turn it off. Here, I noticed my two front teeth were extremely wobbly. They weren't sore at all, but if I wanted to I could have just pulled them out. I was very concerned. I thought to myself,
"This is a textbook dreamsign, I fucking wish this was a dream." I honest to god believed it was real life. I based this on having lived an entire day, something I assumed would've been impossible had I been dreaming. After a while I was led into the hall and told to sit in the front row. I tried to ask somebody what was going on but I was afraid of knocking my teeth out. So I kept my mouth shut, causing it to fill up with saliva and blood. Not nice. I would have swallowed, but I was afraid I'd swallow my teeth, which were getting more and more precarious.
"Fuck this," I thought, and got up to go to the bathroom. I took a left when I exited the hall, towards the music department, where I knew there was a toilet. For some reason the music department was gone, replaced by an outdoor concrete football pitch. There was a game of women's football going on. My friend Stephanie approached me, and understood (from my miming) that I needed to find a bathroom. She directed me to a concrete out-building at the other side of the pitch. I ran over and tried to open the door. It was locked.
"Just a minute!" I heard somebody call. I was impatient, so I banged the door. It opened and out stepped an awesomely-hot girl I knew at school. I facepalmed. I didn't have time to explain, so I rushed past her and closed the door. I locked the door, which used a padlock :S and basically opened my mouth above the sink. A thick, slimy red goo poured out, along with some tooth-pieces. I was still disappointed that this was reality, and I thought to myself,
"I really am screwed here. This sort of thing never happens to me in real life, what bad luck." I kept spitting out red gunk and reached for a towel. As I did, I performed a lazy hand reality-check. It didn't look right. "Wait......" I said out loud. I examined more closely. I couldn't get a decent view of my hand at all. It was totally blurred!
"THANK FUCK FOR THAT!" I yelled. I wiped off my face, turned round and punched the door open, breaking the padlock. I threw my arms in the air and whooped. The participants in the womens' football game looked over. I swaggered triumphantly over and proceeded to organise a giant orgy. I was so relieved I felt I could do with blowing off some steam. Pun intended.

PART 1 - CROCODILE DODGING WITH G

I'm walking through a water filled area with my friend G. I have to swim from one platform to another to stay above. When I get there, G informs me there are crocodiles in the water.

A bit further, walking along, a crocodile lunges out of a small puddle at me, about three times... but it's kind of moving in slow motion, and isn't coming at me full force, almost as if it's "pulling its punch."

I tell G that, "I need to get my old narcissism back, become A (old nickname from HS), I've become too understanding."

ANALYSIS

The crocodiles "pulling their punch" makes me think of a sheltered environment, being coddled, not exposed to "the real."

The narcissism bit seems literal. I actually do think that sometimes.

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PART 2 - CAPTURED

I'm walking home, turning a corner just down the street, it's dark... a shady character starts coming right my direction from the other side of the street.

When he gets close, I say, "you lookin'?" referring to drugs, to make him think I might be useful somehow, so he won't attack.

He says, "what you got?" I hesitate, wanting to leave options open, making sure he thinks I have something he wants so he won't attack. "Uh, could be anything..."

He realizes I'm lying and decides to mug me. I take out some money and say I'll leave it on the ground for him to pick up once he backs up a certain distance, to ensure I can escape.

He goes along with it at first and gets close anyway and holds me down. I'm held captive, and taken to his group's apartment. I look around for anyone who might sympathize with my plight, but no one shows any sign.

In the light I see the original attacker guy is buff, bulky, with a buzz cut. I remember one other guy, skinny, wife beater, tattoos. There were others, sort of a party atmosphere.

I'm able to get a look out a window, but I see that the next building is too far away to jump to, we're too high up.

I either escape or am rescued, I don't remember. I'm now at the apartment of the "good guys." Similar party atmosphere, everyone is just chilling. They're into magic.

I see someone who looks like someone I work with, K. She is a "good person" and would fit into this culture. It turns out to be her twin sister, my hope for some type of familiarity is dashed.

Someone suggests I call the cops. I wonder why I hadn't thought of that.

I'm on the street (downtown somewhere). I see a cop, 50s, gray hair, mustache, cop hat... I tell him what happened. I don't remember his response. I don't remember at what point in the timeline this took place, it may have been later.

I'm back at the "good guys" place, and the "bad guys" break in - turns out they know magic too, except they're way more powerful than the good guys with it.

The original guy who attacked me is riding a flaming horse. I'm helpless, and think this is probably it for me.

ANALYSIS

This is the second time in a row there's been a shady character who I've tried to fool by leading them on with drugs associated with this same corner near my home! The previous time was on July 30th, before I started recording my dreams online.

"I'm walking down the street to work, it's dark, a shady Muslim dude (in full gear) heads in my direction presumably to mug me. I distract him by asking if he knows where I can find $1000 of weed to play on his self interest. He goes along with it, says we would have to leave the country. We drive the rest of the way and park outside my work. I ask how I would contact him in the future to make him think I was interested in the long term, so that he'll let me go for now. He knew I was lying all along, however, and became angry."

I feel like trying to "trick" the "attackers" is what got me sucked into the web (captured in last night's case)... like I was being punished for being deceptive. They both went along with it at first... like a test to see how deep I would dig my own hole.

This may link up with the message promoting sincerity from the "free beer" dream two days back. I feel this is applicable to me in that I tend to be hyper-aware of managing the impression others have of me, fundamentally out of fear that they won't like me.

The message that stands out, in essence: being deceptive out of fear is a trap that creates your own personal hell from which no one else can ever save you. This must be my "conscience."

I should focus on cultivating honesty; asking myself more in making decisions, "Do I feel good about doing this?"

Broken Teeth

Comment Dream Lucid

I was stood outside my room. Inside my room was a wood panelled room, Godfather-esque. Various shady dealings went on inside. Outside however I was left to my own devices with a mirror. My teeth kept falling out, the entire left side of my mouth collapsed and I was left, vividly, with a handful of broken teeth. I'd look in the mirror and was able to open my mouth as wide as a cat to see the damage. I was terrified, showing people the handful of broken teeth, looking at the carnage in my mouth. It felt so real. I woke up petrified about my teeth and went straight to the supermarket and spent a tenner on toothpaste, mouthwash and toothbrushes.

Comment Dream Lucid Dream

Oh, joy! I think I may have had my first LD this night in a long, long, time (8 years or so?). Before I went to bath I read about meditation on the internet yesterday. I then took a bath - which I normally never do - and relaxed. In the mirror I told myself why I would have a LD. Afterwards in bed, I spent some time on DVs (reviewing the my previous DJ entries, reading others', and rereading the chat log of the first MILD-1 lesson) and went to sleep. "I can Lucid Dream" must've been one of my thoughts. 'twasn't long, but it's a start:

I'm in my room at my mum's house (which I do sleep in atm) and for some reason realize I'm dreaming. I then see if I can float, which sort of works. I run to the attic, to the room of one of my two little brothers and fly out of the window to see how well I can fly. It is now that the vividness increases, but also that I can't remember what happened next. I'm not saying this was a full-blown lucid and entirely vivid, but I remember saying to myself: "I'm dreaming this" and making the decision to go the attic.

[EDIT]
I now remember I flew out the window, dived down and just before I crashed into the ground took up and flew about. I then thought about changing into a wolf (a thing I have done before in my dreams. I love the feeling of sprinting around, close to the ground with huge leaps). Couldn't really decide though whether I wanted to fly or run around, and my mind was still discussing whether it actually feels more like a wolf or a frog. I think the chaos is what made me lose control and ultimately lucidity.

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I'm in the bus riding home and I think I've got a girl seduced. She has black hair and, obviously, looks rather nice. When I get home though, and fetch the drink I offered her, I find her and my other brother (not the attic one) happily humping along. Whore. I run away and sit in my room, feeling crap.
I decide though, I'm not going to give up that easily and at least tell them what traitors they are. Fortunately, when I re-enter their room, I see now what a monster the girl really is. She's fat and has tons of boobs and asses all over her body. Iew. (Wtf @ my mind) In a strange twist of fate I think it would be better if I just became a second Indiana Jones now (I'm not even a Jones fan) and start looking for secret caverns. After some time I find a huge labyrinth in a kitchen somewhere. By figuring out a poem I found somewhere, I know the exact way to traverse the maze (left, right, then crawl through a small hole). Later on I have to fight some monsters and at the end a giant Majin Buu. I'm not even into DBZ, and the monsters looked like this:

Spoiler for Image:

I dreamt of Minecraft, haha (I've been playing it heaps lately). I worked out how to make a bow (because I haven't been able to get online to find the recipe, and I couldn't work it out last night).
I was also able to load the worlds as bitmap images and view them in MSPaint.

I was walking somewhere in some city with my board game club. We had heard of some place where you could show that you had certain board games to get rewarded with some unique candy that you couldn't get elsewhere. After a while we entered a house. It was like one of those apartment block houses as seen in umeå. Next to a door into an apartment was a scanning thing where you were supposed to scan the bar code of the board games. It was only possible to get the candy reward if you scanned a type of game that no one had scanned before. Also, the stock of the candy was not unlimited so we felt that we probably wouldn't get any candy.

We scanned the first game which was a really common one. Despite this, it got approved! Tistou's name was shown on some electric device (spelled wrong, however.) and that meant that he should go behind the counter (yes, a counter had appeared with two girls standing behind it that was working there.). Since there was no way around the counter, he tried to climb over it but the staff complained and showed him a hole in it where he was supposed to crawl. He did.

Next up was another game that we scanned. It also got approval and the screen showed a name. We couldn't see who's name it was because of some disturbance but we guessed it was my name so I crawled inside as well.

In there was a kitchen with some random people in it. They showed me a nearly empty tube of chocolate sauce and a bunch of papers that was lying in the pantry. I did as I was supposed to, which was to grab a sheet of paper, tear a part from it and squeeze out some chocolate sauce onto it. Then I could lick the sauce from the paper. Apparently that was the unique candy, lol. I explored the area a bit and it had a very slacky feel to it. There were only young people there.

Somehow I was in a couch with some random dudes in front of a tv. A movie night was upcoming. On the screen they showed a commercial from a new pirates of the caribbean film that wasn't really a sequel since it had nothing to do with the old characters or plot. I think it seemed to be lame. A discussion started on which movie to watch and I jokingly said "lord of the rings!". One guy was like "Oh, yeah, good idea!!" and pulled forth vinyl discs with all three movies in the trilogy in extended version. The other persons were like "Oh, nooo! That one takes ages to watch! damn!".

Then I don't remember anything more.

#957:
Date: August 4th, 2010
Length: 3 minutes


I'm at a strange sort of Foo Fighters concert, and it seems I'm part of the band and on stage with them. The concert is set in a gigantic room, and the stage is surrounded by a massive pool, above which are many beams and platforms that form a sort of obstacle course. After a while, I end up on on the obstacle course, but fall off from one balance beam, into the pool.

I swim for a while, and the concert seems to end. The audience (there are seats outside the pool) cheers, and for some reason all the band members take off their clothes and jump into the pool. I end up chatting with Dave Grohl, and I feel a bit like I'm left out of the band, even though I'm supposedly a member. He hands me a bunch of books, which somehow remain dry despite the fact that we're still swimming, and I apparently have to return them to the library.


#958:
Date: August 5th, 2010
Length: 2 minutes

Unfortunately I'm having some trouble remembering this dream. Basically, I was back in middle school or high school. I found myself in late August, 2001, but I was aware of my life and events through 2010. Somehow, I had been sent back in the past (and, it seems, made younger too), and I was aware of it, at least partially. I was confused at how I got here, and kept wondering if this was real (but it did not occur to me that I was dreaming).

I was in a sort of courtyard near one of my old schools, and I decided that I should try to convince someone that I really had been sent back in the past, in hopes that they could help me. For some reason, the character of Gretchen from Donnie Darko was around, and I ended up talking to her about it, also wanting to go on a date with her at the same time. I explained my story (or at least, what I could make of it) to her, and told her that I'm aware of some events that will occur and that will prove I'm not making this up. I tell her about the 9/11 attacks that will occur soon, and I might have mentioned the war in Iraq. I don't remember much after that, except feeling confused and maybe "warping" to other places/times.



One last fragment, I had a dream where I was with a bunch of people from my old high school class, and we were in some kind of PE class where we had to bike around a park. I somehow found a way to "air-bike" -- I was just floating/sitting in mid-air, as if on a bike, and pedalling, and I would go forward with great speed. It was quite a fun experience, and for some reason I wouldn't get tired no matter how hard I pedaled.