Dreams of Hash

Friday May 20 2011
8:00am

Im outside on the left side of the shed and i see the cat lying in front of the shed facing it and he actually kind of looks dead. I dont see the dog anywhere in the yard and realize i'm dreaming. I look at my hand and two of my fingers look like thumbs. I look again and its the same thing. When i first went lucid i rem hearing a strange vibrating sound but it went away really fast.

I yell out saying im dreaming and running across the yard ready to start flying. I leap into the air and put my arms up like superman. It doesnt qutie work so i keep jumping in the air. I start trying to jump higher and higher and a few times i get pretty high up. The highest i got was about ten feet up. I begin jumping back and fourth over the barrier in the yard and get a good twenty foot leap going. Then i decide to head inside. Before i did one of the last times i tried jumping over the fence one of my feet kinda caught on it but i barely felt it and moved on. I remember on the way in just marveling at how real the deck and back door looked, there was not noticeable dif between it and waking life.

I go inside and go to tell my brother im dreaming. Him and his gf are in the study and everything is literally as detailed as real life. I go tell them and they seem skeptical so i show them my hands and easily i can jump up to the roof but they still dont catch on. I was worried they may try to convince me i wasnt dreaming but they didnt. I figure since i wasnt able to fly i can go smoke some dream weed instead. I go outside in the front yard and see the neghborhood is pretty active. At first im nervous to try smoking but i just remind myself im in a dream. I decide to sit on the chair in the front yard and smoke a joint. I decide that when i reach into my pocket i will find a joint but instead only feel a toothpick. I give up on that and figure ill go inside and get a jar of weed from my room.

On the way im hoping for the jar of purple hash from a previous dream. When im almost to the hallway crystals brother from down the street comes over and asks if i want to play soccer. I know he came over because he mustve seen me sitting in the chair outside but I ignore him and go back to my room but the lights are off and i rem that in dreams its supposed to be hard to change them. I try turning on my ceiling light but it doesnt go on. I then try my floor lamp but it wont work either. Its very dark so i head back out into the hallway and the dream begins to fade so on the way out i start feeling my shorts with my right hand. I dont want to lose it so i sit down in the hallway and start rubbing my hands together and saying outloud i am dreaming i am dreaming. I was worried my brother would see me and think i was crazy but i knew i was dreaming so i kept up with it.

My eyes were closed and i started to peek out and everything was like grey static but i kept rubbing my hands together and the dream scene reformed and i was back in the house in the hallway. I hear melissa come home so i go to the living room to tell her we are dreaming and that im about to smoke dream weed. I go back to my room and now the lights are on, so i walk over to my desk and get a jar and can still see its full of weed, well it has about 4 or 5 buds, way more than i actually had in waking life and it looks like violator kush. I get some papers and get ready to roll it up. I get really happy to have it and am ready to smoke when my bro comes in and starts talking to me about a book where a guy chriogenically freezes himself. The book has large white print on a brown cover, he is standing by the bed and lissa is sitting on it. He keeps talking and for some reason i let myself get engaged in the conversation. Then i wake up damint.