non-lucid

The dream starts off I am in my bed asleep when I hear a gunshot. I jump out of bed and go to the window and in the parkinglot of the apartment complex are about 8 dudes with guns. I hit the floor, crawled back to where my closet was and broke out ol painless. The tactical model 500 12 gauge. I racked a shell and swung open the window blinds and fired 7 rounds through the windows at the guys with guns and blew open just about everything around them and me. I ducked back and went for my shell belt that holds the extra rounds and now when I tried to reload, the shells would not fit. Panic begins, real panic and fear. My ammo doesn't work and the rest of the bad guys are entering the apartment looking for me. I step out and try a gun takeaway from one of them and get shot in the chest. It hurt and burned....really bad, I kept fighting and turned the gun around and shot the guy in the face with it. Then I sat down because I am bleeding everywhere. I thought it was real, it felt like dying. When I died I woke up and it was hard to breathe. I just sat up in bed and was like, holy crap that was a dream? Oh my god!

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.

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.

I dreamed I was inside of a building at night, or early morning and had an argument with some people inside, so I walked out. It was dark and the parking lot was full of cars, then i heard a series of loud bangs and impacts on the wall beside me. I saw a guy hit the dirt to avoid bullets as smoke popped off the walls where he was standing. I looked to my right and saw a dude wearing a brown vest, blue jeans and maybe a ball cap holding a semi auto rifle. it was weird looking, he cocked it by twisting the barrel back and forth and then he started shooting again. people started running everywhere. i got behind my car and i heard a voice tell me to get behind the engine. i reached into my car and got two pistols out. a little 380 and a glock with a rubber coating on it. i don't own a glock and it felt like the gun was coming apart from it's coating. i put a round in the chamber and crept up behind some other cars to try to get close enough without being seen. the dream turned into a free for all with everyone walking around with guns out looking for this guy who had just vanished. I woke up and turned on the television only to find that there was an active shooter at joint andrews...that turned out to be some kind of drill...not buying it at all.

I have thought about this dream all day. I dreamed it early this morning and still remember every bit of it. I was in this really vivid club. There were these people dancing around like michael jackson but these guys were wicked smooth. It was like they were on ice and when they moved around the dance floor, it would leave a light imprint on the ground like Tron. Their shoes were lit on the bottom with some kind of fluorescent material. so every step they took it left a print on the floor. All these people were having a break dance competition like the 80's. there were breakdance gangs all dressed the same like in that movie the warriors. The floor lighting up with their feet was the coolest part. I asked someone where I was, and what year it was because it didn't feel like I was in my body, I felt like I was having an astral travel experience. Some guy told me it was 2024. So, I'm in the future...and dancefloors will streak with light if you scrap your toe across them, that was really cool. Anyway, i went outside and someone gave me a smoke. everything felt real, i really felt like my body was somewhere else and I was in another world having this experience. Then while talking to someone I started to fade and ghost...then i woke up and was pissed off that I was back in this world. bummer.

I had a very long dream, sort of based on the movie They Live. I was in an old school that had been painted over to make it look new and there was a principle there trying to convince me that it was a new school. I was looking at the lockers and the dates on them said 1960, at this point i realized the people were lying and I kept trying to convince the other students this whole place was some kind of prison. The dreamed then changed to take place in a super market and I asked the cashier if he heard that weird signal, he looked at me and laughed. The signal was coming from Saturn. It hid the aliens from view, they were really tall and had long fingers and were sort of driving the herd of people like cattle, or a crossing guard telling people where to shop, and what to buy. I saw them, they saw me and tried to choke me, i ran and got away, and then saw the whole world was a prisoner of them. They were everywhere and in total control. We were just fat little pets, running in a maze, easily controlled. But if you block the signal, you could escape, then i woke up. I waited all day to type this, because it was so crazy and I didn't really want to post it.

I dreamed I was at a school trying to find a way to reach the inside, all the doors were gated. I came up on this group of people trying to smuggle weapons inside the school. After i told them I would not help them, they started shooting. They shot at me, they shot at the building, they shot cars, and just went nuts shooting in the air. Everyone ran out of the school and thats when I woke up.

Early this morning I woke up knowing, I dreamed the terrorist attack. There were 5 of them. All military, not some crazy jihadist. Except in my dream they used guns. They attacked the airport guns blazing and I was there trying to stop them with an Ar-15. It was one of those dreams I should have typed on this board as soon as I woke up that something very bad was going to happen today. I waited for the news to broadcast the story of a terrorist attack, but when it came it wasn't guns, it was bombs. But I knew it was today, i knew it would happen because i dreamed the whole thing. Yeah, i know, "you're crazy, just because you dreamed it and it happened doesn't make it some kind of psychic thing". true, but this is the 6th time in my life I dreamed about an incident before it happened. I don't care if no one believes me, but the people who know me personally know that when i say something is going to happen, they know some shit is about to go down.

I dreamed i was in pursuit of an armored car that inside it was terrorists that had to be stopped. I crashed into to car and two women flew out of it into a pile of potatoes? and me and my friend drug them out and arrested them and tried to ask them where the bomb was and they pulled out FBI badges and said that they were only pretending to be terrorists but they were going to blow up a city. Still trying to figure out why the potatoes were there, but FBI agents plotting to blow up a city is something kind of creepy.

Long story short, I knew this girl from college who was a secret witch in real life, and an all around freeloader. She was a computer science major and I guess a hacker too. In the dream we are having a fight over email, dissing each other and she sent me a computer virus called " Turning Stomachs" and it froze up my computer and locked it into what looked like an obama care terminal. It seemed like I was at work and using the work computer for personal email and this was going to get me in trouble. I remember thinking " That bitch! That fucking bitch!" I was thinking why would she send a computer virus to someone who knows where she lives? That's stupid as hell.
This was on about 20 mgs of melatonin and the weirdness just continued. I had another dream about college and I was at a party for someone who was leaving the next day, but I never found out who the person was. I was in a fraternity and we had a party for just about every occasion though.

From what I remember, it was me and about 15 people running around with desktop computers at dusk at my old neighborhood and we were attaching antennas to them and hooking into transformer boxes. Then we used an old jeep as a generator and started hacking the power grid until we knocked out power to the whole country. Me and my little army of trouble makers built a fort in the woods and started planning an underground network of sewer bases? TMNT style maybe? Anyway, some hostiles started approaching our wooded base and we all took cover. There was a virus around and everyone was afraid. We found an old black and white television that was playing racist propaganda and I told everyone not to believe it, it was a tool being used to make us all fight each other. A Marine I used to work with told me he was narrating a movie and I said awesome, lets watch it... it turned out to be a cheesy kids cartoon with flying dragons and dinosaurs telling each other fighting formations. I need to lay off the melatonin, it's bringing me nothing but nonsense and zero lucidity.

Ok, this was definitely someone else's dream. I was in this weird cafe, and the woman that worked there was talking with me in the back when a little bell rang that sent her running to the the street to catch someone that didn't pay for the food. This happened several times in the dream. Then this family came in, all dressed in what looked like 90's raver clothes. They looked stupid, one kid had on a a blue shirt, with a blue towel sewed together to look like a kilt, with a black dog collar and face paint, like one of those insane clown possie people, i made fun of him and said that I like his outfit and laughed, he said thanks, but don't hate...I said If you want to dress like a clown, you're going to get laughed at because that's what clowns are for. The mother looked equally as dumb, as well as the kid's little sister, it looked like a tornado had dressed them at a yard sale. Anyway, I kept asking the woman, who apparently I was dating, who the hell they were and what were they doing there, and she said "bringing her some tops" and I laughed out loud. Then the woman said that the family likes to go for walks, and If I went on walks with her, then she wouldn't hang around them. The whole thing was weird and awkward, and then they left and got into a van, which now I was in the passenger seat of the van with this circus family wondering where the hell they were taking me. ( I think I took too much melatonin, this is what happens when you play with melatonin...you wind up in a raggedy van with juggalos) Then I was in a cafeteria sitting with strangers while they ate, I didn't recognize anyone, but thought I recognized this Asian girl walking down the street. Everyone in the cafeteria told me not to talk to her because she was crazy and would cut my throat?? I looked at them, and asked HOW DO YOU KNOW? It felt like I was looking for someone to go to a movie with? ( Like I said, this is melatonin) It really felt like someone elses dream, all of the dream characters were not recognized by me, and there were at least 30 people.

The last dream took place on a beach, where the ocean was so far out during low tide, that me and a crew of about 10 went out digging up clams and oysters. The ocean floor was so fouled, it looked horrible. We were digging up oysters and putting them in buckets. I warned everyone to keep an eye on the ocean that not to let it get above their ankles because the sharks were bad. I didn't pay attention and the ocean all of a sudden was up to my waist, I told everyone to get back to shore as fast as we could. On the way back, I saw the eyes and teeth of a shark in the wave beside me, and punched at it and it went away. It felt like a mile back to the shore but we made it back, and then woke up.