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Well that was awkward...so it is night time and Tupac is hiding under my house and he keeps poking his head out from under the door that leads to the crawl space. Later we found the skull of Tupac and it was alien in structure and I was holding it, staring at it saying this skull isn't even human. The police show up..a man and a woman , and demand I hand over the skull of Tupac. I said no, I'm not letting go of it, he was under my house. The woman cop pulled a knife on me and I kicked it out of her hand and the knife flew into the darkness. The dream faded from there and I am with a Delta team in a small room drinking beer and watching the super bowl. We get the call that we have to deploy but the C.O. says I can't go because I don't know the comms and can't do the encryption. I flat out told them to hand me the rover and I'll show you the comms encryption. He starts talking on the radio and says that I want to go anyway. Then I sort of wake up outside a hotel in some kind of lawn chair and there are a bunch of girls drunk and crying on the porch. I tell the to shut the hell up with the drunk crying because it was ridiculous and I'm trying to sleep. I get up from the lawn chair and my alarm is going off and I wake up. "Thug Life"!

So I'm on this train. It's like an old western cowboy train..and I got all these backpacks..full of god knows what. For some reason they were important. The train stops and it is time for me to get off, it's in a big city in modern times...with a steam engine train..go figure..So I got like 12 backpacks and they are too heavy to carry, I get like 3 of them off the train before it starts moving. I'm hauling ass and throwing the backpacks out the windows.. then the train gets too far and I realize I just ditched all my backpacks in the city and homeless people think it's a U.N. supply air drop and they are stealing all my shit. Last thing I remember was screaming "Fuck! My backpacks!" Never knew what was even in them.

I have had 3 ongoing nightmares of home invaders. They don't exactly get a chance to harm me because I have trained my dream consciousness to fight off attackers. Either ninja swords or shotguns, I get the job done. For the first time though, I forced an attacker to tell me their name...and the person said their name was "Christine Young". I don't know anyone by that name, but I sure as hell should them which way the door was. Dream invasion aint cool.

For starters I have not watched television wrestling in about 20 years, with that being said this dream was so strange it had to be logged. First me and my brother were trying to find the usb cable that powered a special device that let us watch t.v. on our watches. We looked all over the house I used to live in as kids for it, but the device and the cable could not be found. On the show, all the wrestlers were sick and vomiting on camera in hospital rooms like it was an episode of E.R. and Vince McMann was walking from room to room with a clipboard and the comedy followed, with wrestlers puking on Dr.s nurses, and each other (sort of like the story from Wideload eating all the pies in "Stand By Me") We got the idea that we could bring the Boogie Woogie man back to life by plugging in the USB cable into his pacemaker to restart him, and there was a small wrestler figure made of plastic and we plugged it in, and the Boogie Woogie man came back to life on the T.V. show hinting at the movie Weird Science. This was a nonsense dream and I file it under comedy with no lucidity.

So I've been fasting because they say it helps with meditation, well guess what, I can't remember a damn thing about my dreams last night. I fell asleep listening to a guided meditation and woke up with the headphones on the floor, can't remember jack squat. I don't remember taking off the headphones, it's like I lost time. One minute I was chillin, feeling the static electrical feeling running up and down my arms and legs, then nothing. I hope I didn't break anything, I really like having good dream recall. Maybe something will come back to me later, but as of right now this is what being abducted by aliens must feel like, or being slipped a mickey.

I was watching the sun, it started flickering and turning different colors. It turned pink, and I was like...well that's different. I think I may have willed it to burn out because I kept thinking it looks like its trying to burn out...then everything went dark, the sun died. I turned to some friends and said, "Well boys, we lost the sun" Then it turned back on.
Then the whole dream changed and I was in a classroom filled with women listening to a lecture about the history of slavery... I kept asking what I was doing here? I told the lecturer that this was stupid, and I was wasn't going to watch a power point presentation about slaves but the person giving the lecture looked like a lizard wearing human makeup...or a very unattractive tranny wearing a lizard costume. I got up and walked out and the dream ended. Weird yo.