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    1. Mardi Gras, Concerts, and Flying Fireballs 02.26.12 (8:00am)

      by , 03-04-2012 at 07:18 PM
      Mardi Gras
      I am at Mardi Gras, but nothing looks like New Orleans. I am wearing a belly dancing top with sweat pants on bottom. I am not happy with my outfit. I look down and my sweat pants are now genie pants.

      I am in an airport where I arrived after leaving Mardi Gras. I pick up a homeless person's cup (I'm not sure why there are homeless people in the airport) and sit down with the cup in front of me. Immediately, people start dropping change in it. Next, New Orleans-type gutter punks start sitting gathering around me and sitting down next to me. One has a guitar, and one has a bottle of liquor that he is passing around.

      Fragments
      • A road trip with me sister
      • A lady with an armful of cotton candy
      • Sorting through a food pantry that has cotton candy, textured vegetable protein, and cheetos in it.
      • Sorting through clothes at the same airport. There are regular clothes, costumes, masks, and articles of clothing from my last Mardi Gras costume.


      I am working a cash register. A man wants to buy "Propel White Wine." I point him to a vending machine, but he only wants to buy it form me. I look to a counter to the left of me and there are now plastic bottles of wine to sell.

      Clay Masks and Concerts
      Noelle, a group of friends, and I are at a rock concert. Our tickets don't look like tickets, they are a strip of photos from a photo booth. We put the strips of photos into this machine and it spits out a lump of clay. We have to put the clay on our faces to get into the concert. I keep having a hard time putting the clay on. I try going into a bathroom to wet the clay, but there are people taking a shower right inside the door. I go back and talk to my friends, then attempt to find a bathroom again. I see a sign pointing to another women's bathroom. It leads me into a parking lot, then down a strange corridor. I keep seeing picture signs indicating a women's bathroom this way. Eventually, I turn back and go back to the first bathroom. It is all cleared out now and I apply the clay to my face. I return to my friends. They are getting drinks at a bar, but Noelle is gone. During all this, my clothes keep constantly changing. My bestie Kaity rolls up in a wheelchair. "I've been looking for you," I say (even though it was Noelle I was actually looking for). She stands up out of the wheelchair, grabs all the bags hanging from it and starts walking outside.
      The scenery outside looks very Burning Man. We all end up sitting in folding chairs arranged in a circle. One girl, instead of a shirt, is wearing only a leather stud collar with a strip of leather running between her breasts. She is talking to a guy sitting next to her and admonishes him for only paying attention to her breasts and not what she is saying.

      Flying Fireballs
      I am helping a middle-aged Japanese man put on some sort of play or production. It seems to be for some sort of test.Everyone is telling him to do things a certain way, and he does. I advise him that this may be his only chance to truly show everyone his inner world, so he should take no one's advice and do it all his way , regardless of the consequences.
      The show is like a cartoon acid trip form Willy Wonka's Factory. There is music, explosions, and lots of strange creatures. There are these cute little guys like flying fireballs with cartoon faces and hands. I am now a water nymph in beautiful, white robes and end up battling the little fireball guys.

      Creepy Furry Scence
      I am seeing a dream in third person. It is a family's dinner scene. The mom, dad, and dinner guest who is their friend break out Furry Costumes to have sex with each other. One is dressed as a sock monkey. They invite their son to have sex with them. He refuses and storms out.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. 02.19.12 (10:30am)

      by , 03-04-2012 at 06:37 PM
      Glowing Straw
      Noelle and I are in a strange downtown. We are with a DC friend of mine, Crowe. We are looking for a place to stay for the night. We walk into a creepy, horror-themed hotel. Someone is playing Nightmare Before Christmas music on the piano. As he is playing, he and the piano swirl and change into Nickelback (ugh) and the scenery changes to a house party.
      Now at the house party, I feel I am hiding from someone. Suddenly, a large group of people physically throw me out of the party. Somehow, a large wire gets shoved through the bottom of my foot. I take a deep breath and pull it out. The whole experience is very painful. [When I wake up, I can still feel the pain in my foot.] I am aware of an argument going on inside the house. There is a large anthropomorphic fox and weasel at the party. I think the weasel is who I am hiding from, but the fox is helping me. I run from the party and through a corn field. I end up at a bar where my dad is the bartender. I order a drink and some food. There is someone sitting next to me at the bar. I suddenly have a profound sense of deja vu - that not only have I experienced this before, but I know everything that will happen. I am somehow disconnected and outside of everything, yet destined to repeat the same actions. I focus on the straw in my drink and it starts to glow. I wonder if everyone else can see it. I wonder if I made the straw glow, or if I can just suddenly see the inner light of the universe shinning through to me.

      Fragment
      A guy and a girl are arguing in a gas station bathroom about a job on the road.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. 02.19.12 (6:21am)

      by , 03-04-2012 at 06:13 PM
      Going to a Costume Pary
      Noelle and I are in a house preparing for a costume party. For some reason I leave and end up in another neighborhood looking for something in this girl's van. She gets in the van and starts driving. At some point, my friend John ends up in the van too. They are also going to a costume party and there are lots of costumes in the van, including a Sgt. Pepper costume. We arrive at my and Noelle's house. Both Noelle and John are dressed as Roman soldiers. I am wearing a froofy pink dress.

      At Work
      I am at a place that looks similar to where I work (Aveda). I am in just my underwear, waiting for Noelle. A car pulls up near a drive-through window and just sits there. I look at the car and it pulls forward. Dayne and Desiree (my coworkers) are in the car and I give them both a glass of water.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. Energy Escalators 02.19.12 (3:00am)

      by , 03-04-2012 at 05:00 AM
      Loud Girls
      My sister, my parents, and I are staying as guests in a large house. There are many other girls around my age staying there as well. They are being rude and disturbing my family's sleep by being very loud late into the night. They are downstairs partying, and my family is upstairs sleeping. One girl refuses to be quite, even after I asked everyone to quiet down. I walk down the stairs and punch her repeatedly in the face, but none of the punches have much effect on her.

      Fountains
      I am at "work", but everything looks completely different. There are beautiful red and white fountains everywhere. Everyone who is normally a brunette has a large, blonde streak in her hair.

      Energy Escalators
      I am traveling somewhere with my parents. I notice my luggage keeps changing - and I keep having two mismatched shoes. I don't become fully lucid, but I have a vague sense of it being a dream and being able to control things. I am on a moving walkway. I realize I can change and direct it with my energy. The moving walkway bends and goes up, down, and around. I feel I reach a new level of dream control. Instead of just thinking or willing something to happen, I can feel an energy carrying me forward and begin to guide the energy like levees around a river. As I do this, the walkway changes around me without me actively willing the change. It feels more like surfing, not god-like control.

      Fragments
      • Another dream about my sister
      • A guy with a pickup truck
      • A dress with mirrors in the pockets
      • A creepy amusement park-like ride
    5. Fragment 02.18.12

      by , 03-04-2012 at 04:35 AM
      Lucid fragment of floating
      Categories
      Uncategorized