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    1. Two of the Most Absurd Dreams I've Ever Had

      by , 06-24-2014 at 04:55 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Hey DV! It's been an extensive amount of time since I've logged any dreams, and I feel that writing down my experiences will probably help me with obtaining lucidity. So, I guess I'll write about two extremely absurd dreams I had late last week. The first one happened Thursday night and the other one which I can recall more of happened Friday night. Let me just run this by again you: They are fucking absurd. I guess that's normal for dreams to be absurd, but these two were very notably absurd. Anyway...

      Dream One--From Thursday

      I dream my church is going on a retreat. Now most times when you think of a church on a retreat, one would assume they'd go to maybe a campsite, some city, a cabin, just someplace suitable. Nope, not this time. My church arrives at the "site" and enter the building. It's a nice-sized place with wonderful wooded floors and quite expensive furniture. Maybe not the best place to let reckless teenagers stay. However, that is far from what is unsuitable about this place. Now the catch is we're sharing this place with another group, but they're not exactly a church of any sort. They're in the...filming business. Now to access the lake out back we have to walk through the other group's part of the building. Me and a couple friends walk in through the room to get to the lake...and what we see is more than we bargained for. There's some nice sliding glass doors, beautiful expensive furniture, and a cool mahogany floor. Oh, and there's people filming pornography. So we walked in during a shoot it would appear, there're a bunch of men and women in the nude, and there're actions being performed which I'm pretty sure I can't describe on Dream Views. So now that this day has gotten increasingly awkward and weird, we walk through the set and go outside to the lake. I jump into the lake, as well as my friend Frankie. However, the lake isn't what we had been expecting. The lake is full of blood, and it's very clumpy blood too. Frankie and I quickly get out of the water and stop our friends Jason and Connor from entering, warning them of the dangers. (I'm really glad this was a dream cause I'd probably have more STDs than the people filming porn inside the building). I look at my body, now blood-stained all over. That's all I remember from that dream. Not weird enough yet? It gets better, trust me.

      Dream Two--From Friday

      I dream me and my friends are literally entrenched in a battle. Gunfire is flying over our heads and there's a WWI style battle going on. I am currently delivering food rations to my friends in a white laundry basket. After I hand out food to my friend Jordan I'm completely out of food. She gets up and starts yelling at me, pissed that there's no more food for the people after herself. I missed a lot of details after that, but the dream resumes to me being at home. I receive an invitation to go Indiana to see a movie premiere of a movie based on the events I was just involved in. Now I'm not at home home right now, I'm just in town. So I write a note on my hand, as there is a permission slip I need to get signed, still being a minor and all. So I write a note on my hand, hoping I won't forget to get it signed. The movie premieres tomorrow, so I'd better not forget to get my Dad's signature(talk about short-ass notice). Fearing the worst, I now turn to a random man who can teleport me through time to consult my problems. He now teleports me to when I'm at my house, which in the dream is the house I moved out of four years ago. I'm in my old bedroom, which is arranged differently, but the architecture of the house isn't changed from real life. I look at my hand and see that the note has been washed off or faded away. I guess I must've washed my hands when I got home or something. Lucky for me, I can still remember my mission. So I go into the living room, which looks how it did, and my Dad is sitting down watching TV on the couch. I hand him the permission slip, which he signs. We then get into a fight over something, which I can't quite recall too well. However, I can remember that what we were fighting over was extremely dumb. I leave and go into my room and I'm instantly transported back in time. The dream skips to the next day, and my friends and I have all made it to Indiana. Either before or after the movie(I'd assume before) we all go to an amusement park. This park is different from most. Not only does it have rides, but board games and other stuff as well. Me and a couple friends are invited to play a game with the owner of the park. He's a man in his forties or fifties, and he's dressed up quite nicely. Everyone seems to adore the owner, seeming to be a cool dude. We go into a private room, which is quite darkened, and we play a board game together. This game is...different...which I think is a slight understatement. The point of this game, is very odd. It's a sexual game(already odd enough). The way it works, is everyone goes around and has a turn to pick a card from a deck. On the card a sexual act is written on the card, which is either performed on the card holder or other people. Then everyone picks up a cardboard chip from a bucket, and if anyone holds the same chip with the same writing as the card holder, they must oblige the act written on the card. The park owner goes first, pulling a card. I don't remember what act he got, but when we all pulled, no one got the same chip. Then it was my turn. I pulled a card, I don't recall what it said verbatim, but my act was I had to do one "insertion" on whoever got the same chip as myself. We all picked a chip, and two girls got the same chip as me. One of them I know in real life, the other was a stranger. Either way, this game is absolutely fucking strange and awkward. I hope this never becomes a real life game. So, I now commence the action on my card, giving a one-hump-trump to each girl, making everything awkward as can be. Why everyone in the room was okay with this, I've got no clue. Man, fuck my weird subconscious. The owner now questions me about something(I forget what). He then quickly becomes angry and starts to beat the hell out of me. Before I know it, I'm on the floor bleeding. He's about to continue, but I escape before he can. Why no one helped me...I've got no idea. My friends and I regroup and go to lunch or dinner(don't know which it was) at some sort of chicken restaurant. My friends Jason and Bethy are discussing how awesome the park owner is, but I immediately tell them how much I want to kill him. They're both confused as I express my emotions, and they're obviously ignorant to who he actually is. I tell them whatever weapon I can get, a knife or a gun, I'm gonna go back and kill him. As things start to escalate, I awake. And I was actually kind of disappointed because I wanted to see what would've happened next. Maybe I'll get my revenge in a lucid dream!
    2. Short Lucid and TOTM Completion

      by , 05-10-2014 at 02:53 PM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      I don't recall too much from this dream, but I don't remember most of the lucid part.

      The dreams starts with me coming into a grocery store of some sort. My friends and are just roaming around the store, and not much happens. I recall sitting down somewhere, and as I'm sitting I realize that I'm dreaming. I get up and start to walk around the store some more. I take in all the scenery, and I'm glad to see ADA is still making my dreams look and feel a lot more realistic. I now scratch the back of my head, and I can feel my hair rustle between my fingers. I start thinking about what I should do, and then I remember there is the TOTM to do. As I'm walking I desperately try to remember what the tasks are. I think for a good minute, and then I finally remember the ones I had my eye on. I need to do tequila shots, perform a song, and use the force. I figure using the force will be a good start, so I walk over to one of my friends and attempt to force choke him, but it doesn't work. I see my other coming up to me, and I thrust my hand out towards him, and I manage to force push him across the room. One down, two more to go. I decide the best idea would be to perform a song. To my convenience, there's a stereo set up nearby with a laptop hooked up to it, and there's a microphone near it. This will be easy, so I walk over. The stereos are blasting some song I don't remember, and there is a crowd of people listening. There's my audience I guess. I walk over to the laptop and put my own song into the search engine. I type in "Motorcycle Drive By" which is a song by Third Eye Blind. I find the the video and open it, and then I pause it. The people running the stereo don't seem to like my idea of just taking over everything at my own discrepancy, but like I give a damn. I'm the only real one here! I tell them to play the song when I get the microphone, and then I'll sing it. The continue to argue with me about the stereo, and I fight them back over it. And then
      my Dad awakes me.
    3. Two Short Lucids and Old TOTM

      by , 05-03-2014 at 02:38 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Hey DV. I had two lucids in a single night a few days ago, I've just been to busy to post about them. I can't recall much from them, but I will say I'm glad because I had four lucids in one month, which is three more than I usually have. But all I can remember is flying in the first dream, and in the second dream I remember pulling an April Fools joke for the TOTM. I'm hoping my recall will get better, as well as my ability to stay asleep longer for longer lucids.
    4. Another Short Lucid...But it's only been a few days since my last lucid!

      by , 04-28-2014 at 03:17 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      This was another broken sort of recall. I can't remember a whole lot before I got lucid, but I still managed to do so, so I'm happy!

      I dream I'm in a house, and this house's interior is actually quite large. It looks like it could quite easily hold nearly two-hundred people. There is a large "ball room" for lack of better term, and there are tables and people all over partying and having a good time. My friends are dancing and partaking in a very odd game, which involves you driving a cart across a track and then smashing into a wall(yeah I'm as confused as you are).

      Rather than partake in that, I leave the room and go out into the hall. There're many rooms all around the area, so I decide to investigate. I look around for awhile, until I walk into a bedroom where my three or four friends are sitting around. The only two I know were there for sure were my friends Jason and Robert. The other two were possibly my friends Zaine and Brad. Anyway, they were looking at Magic: The Gathering cards together, and as I acknowledge them I realize am dreaming. I now leave the room and explore the house until I
      awake. Unfortunate, but it was still quite the short gap between lucids for me in awhile.
    5. Dryspell Broken/Lacking Recall/Side Notes/Update

      by , 04-24-2014 at 11:07 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Hello DV! Finally broke my dryspell, which lasted 29 days. My last lucid dream was on March 25, so it's been awhile, but I finally broke it last night. Sadly, most of the dream is lost in my subconscious now, but I can recall a few things at least, both lucid and non-lucid.

      I recall being in some sort of store of something with my friends and classmates. I also recall driving out of a gas station parking lot, and two guys cut me off in their car, but then allowed me to drive out into the interesection(sorry lol the parts I remember weren't too interesting).

      Lucidly I recall the time shortly after becoming lucid. I fell backwards once to make the clarity of the dream better, and it worked quite well. Not too long after that the dream almost felt like real waking life. My ADA was kicking in to the maximum, so the details in the environment around me were staggeringly realistic. Not only was the area detailed down to each speck of dust, but my body also felt very lively and at work like it would feel in real life. I've noticed that normally the body just feels empty in dreams to me, and this is probably the same for other people too. Bottom line, I'm very happy with the results of the ADA method.

      Now onto a few updates:
      I'm finishing up this year of school, and so the end of the year stress is starting kick in. I have to constantly worry about my grades, and the mounds of work my teachers are giving me. This has been affecting my dream recall quite horribly, because I've been quite stressed out. I noticed that once this school settled in my LD count from the summer went out the window, and I've been having dryspells for the whole school year. I've been practicing All Day Awareness(ADA) since June, and it's continuing to prove useful in capturing the detail of my dreams, but it's harder to practice in the day time when it's never the first thing on my mind, especially in school.

      Recently, just this week in fact, I've been thinking about returning to the DEILD method, considering I tend to wake up unintentionally at least once a night, sometimes twice, or even three times. It's a very hard method to get started with, because it requires you to not move or open your eyes when you awake, so it's been difficult to have my mind immediately have a twitch reaction to not do so when I awake. I almost had it last night though, so I could've had two lucids! So hopefully I can pull that together soon, and hopefully when summer returns I can get back to having weekly to biweekly lucids again.
    6. Trapped In A Crazy House

      by , 04-14-2014 at 01:21 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      This was a piece of a longer dream I had last night that I don't remember all of. Enjoy!

      I dream that me, my Dad and my brothers have joined a young couple for dinner in their beautiful and expensive house. We've just come from a weapon dealership somewhere and we're planning a nice feast with this family. The woman of the couple is newly pregnant, so her stomach hasn't expanded, but the baby is a coming. My family is waiting in the living room patiently as the couple cooks dinner for us.

      I'm on my phone browsing around on Twitter when I come across some pictures. The pictures are pictures someone who was kidnapped took of the inside of, a house and put online. I looked at them and didn't think much of them, that was until I looked up to where my Dad sat. It was two logs sitting on the brick setting in front of a fire place. The same thing was in the picture. It must've been a coincidence. I looked at the second picture, a wooden ladder with some oddly shaped scratches in it. I turn and look at the wooden ladder behind me to see that exact thing. THESE PEOPLE ARE KIDNAPPING MURDERERS!

      I look back at my Dad, who asks me what's wrong. I tell him nothing, and I journey into the kitchen. The two are still making dinner, and I ask to look around the house kindly. The woman approves, so I begin to look a round. I check the entire basement and I search for the one thing I'll need: a gun. There isn't any downstairs, so I go back up and go to the second floor of the house(the first floor is only two rooms for some reason). Upstairs is the bathroom, guest room, and the baby's future room. I immediately rule out the baby's room and the bathroom, and I look around the guest room.

      I spend a good five minutes searching desperately through the guest room, which is completely trashed with things for the baby. Among the trash are airsoft guns. Wow, big fucking help. I leave the guest room when my brother calls me out. I inform him of the danger we're in and we start searching some more. We go into the bedroom and begin looking around. My older brother jumps on the bed and lies down. I get pissed with him because we're so close to death, and we need to find a damn gun! I know these people have one!

      That's the moment when it hits me: the gun must be under the bed! I inform my brother and I pull out my phone to use as a light. I tell him to keep watch for anyone coming, and I get down onto my stomach. Just as I do so, we get called to dinner, and the woman comes walking by. I stand up and she gestured us to go to the kitchen. Well fuck! I don't know to do, because of I go for the gun now I'll be screwed. And just as things begin to unravel I
      awake. Damn! It was getting so good too!
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. Taken--The Dream Version(And Brief Lucidity)

      by , 03-24-2014 at 02:25 PM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Time to log a dream at the best time to log one: after you've woken up from it! Sadly, this dream is still incredibly lost in my memory...

      I dream some friends and myself are all hanging out somewhere, when suddenly, our friend gets kidnapped by someone. Luckily all of us manage to catch a really good sight of the culprit. So now, this begins the desperate search for our friend. I actually don't know any of these people who are with me IRL, but oh well.

      And so the search begins, and we begin going around the city looking. One day I my car to go get gas at the local gas station, and I go inside to get a snack or something. When I enter, I immediately see something that is out of place. There is a closed laptop laying down on the ground in the middle of the place.

      I walk over and I pick up the laptop and open it. On the inside there is paper covering over the keys and screen, as if it's a new laptop(even though laptops don't have that IRL). I close the laptop and look around to see if anyone is looking at me. No one is, so I tuck the laptop under my arm and walk out to my car. I sit down and open it and remove the sticky paper covering and turn the laptop. I really do need a new laptop...so why not.

      At that moment I think about it, and realize something. That laptop was there for a reason...for me. The laptop home screen comes on now, and there is a picture of our friend in custody on the screen. Oh fuck! The background now changes to another picture of her in her ties. This was no doubt to have been a set up.

      One of my friends now gets into the car randomly. She is a girl with curly blonde hair who I don't know in real life. She asks about the laptop, and I show her the background. Now if I could make a side, I'd like to say how awesome ADA is, and the attention to detail it brings into your dreams. The reason I say this, is because the laptop actually goes to sleep after not being used for awhile.

      Anyway, I continue on and explain the pictures more. We recognize the location, and we decide to go and save our friend. The strange thing though is that this too seems like a set up. Perhaps a challenge to us to save our friend. He wants to see what we can do. Well then sir...challenge accepted!

      We gather all of our friends, and then some(we have some people I'm friends with IRL now). We drive through to city towards our location, and I suggest we rent guns for our mission, but I'm turned down. I don't recall the reason, but someone explains why we shouldn't. We stop in a quite ghetto-looking place and start walking around. One friend discovers some vents in the ground that could get us to the place we're looking for quicker. So, we all follow her and go down several different ventilation shafts. They're all dusty and gross too, especially the last one.

      I climb out of the last shaft and surface outside in the dark alleyway. Two friends are already there, and there is a stranger talking to them. I already find this to be very sketchy, and so I shout at the man. He turns and says something I don't recall and runs off.
      "You'd better run you fucking wigger!" I shout after him. LOL

      However, I now recognize who that "wigger" is as he runs down an alleyway. It was the God damned kidnapper! SHIT! I now call after my friends and then I run after the bastard. I quickly catch up with him in a small lit up room and I confront him. We have some dialogue I don't recall sadly, but the dialogue quickly turns into a full on fight. Me and him start going at it, and I'm actually winning, which surprises me. But things soon turn around into his own favor.

      The kidnapper now pulls out multiple different knives and begins to swing at me. He quickly manages to stab me several times with his arsenal of knives, and I actually feel pain, despite this being a dream. I could compare the pain to getting my tattoo IRL, so in other words, it really fucking hurt. He now draws out three blades between his fingers on both hands. I look up in pain, and I'm pissed.
      "Come on you pussy!" I taunt. "Fight me like a man you Wolverine look in' mother-fucker!"

      Surely enough, he comes at me and stabs me again, leaving the nearly ten blades in my body, and he runs off. As he runs away I can begin to hear the sound of police sirens, meaning he's gonna be screwed now! I muster up just enough strength, and I pull myself up to my feet and go outside. The sun has come up now, and the criminal is still at large.

      I look around and see nearly thirty dead police officers laying on the ground. Now if I can mention ADA's attention to detail again, I lost my glasses in the struggle, and now I actually have blurry vision because I have no glasses. That's a really cool realistic detail that resulted from ADA. Anyway, I see the kidnapper is making his way for the woods to escape now, but I won't let that happen.

      I now pull a Mosin-Nagant off of a dead officer...huh, weird weapon for a police officer to have. A WWII Soviet rifle...? Anyway, I lift up the rifle and aim, but my vision makes things a little difficult. More police now arrive and the scene, and I begin firing shots at the assailant. I miss every shot and then have to reload. I look around and pick up another magazine for the rifle and load it in. I look back and see that the police have captured him now. I'm glad they did, and I sigh in relief.

      My friends now gather around me, and they don't seem the least bit concerned about the almost ten knives in my body. One of them hands me glasses, and I put them on. I aim down the gun and I have precision again, so that's good. But I'm beginning to question reality, and I do a reality check. I plug my nose, and I'm breathing through it still. I'm still doubtful, so I look at my hands, and I have extra fingers. So I become lucid, and I hold my rifle. I explain the whole fight and everything to everyone, and then I go on my merry way.

      After that I just kind of explore around, not doing too much interesting sadly. I completely forget about the TOTM, and just explore around until I
      awake.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    8. Worst Bank Robbers Ever/Completed 1 TOTM

      by , 03-20-2014 at 03:19 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Had another lucid! That's two for March, which is getting my hopes up for the future since I've been absolutely unsuccessful at lucid dreaming since my return in June. So hopefully I can keep the consistency alive!

      The dream starts with myself and my friend Robert. We are in the process of robbing a bank together. I don't recall the actual hold up very well, but after we take the money the authorities show up to thwart our devious plans. However Rob and I take extreme actions and I believe we kill one of two cops in an attempt to escape the bank.

      We successfully escape the bank and rush out into the parking lot. The cops are showering Rob and I with bullets, but luckily their aim sucks. I tell Rob that we'll never get to the getaway car at this rate. So, we take another extreme act of insurgency and get into a police car that is unguarded and drive off. The cops continue firing at us as we drive off, but their terrible aim allows us to get away unscathed.

      I toss the money into the back as Rob drives the cop car away. As we're driving off I soon take notice that Rob is doing the speed limit of what I think was 35. I look at Rob cock-eyed and wonder what the hell he's doing.
      "Rob, what the hell are you doing?" I say.
      "Gotta go the speed limit dude." Rob replies.
      "We just robbed a fucking bank!" I exclaim. "We're already going to jail if we get pulled over! Just go over the speed limit!"
      "But they don't have the make on this car yet." Rob argues.
      "What the fuck are you talking about?!" I snap. "We stole a fucking police car! They'll know who we are in a single glance!"
      "Whatever man," Rob says. "Still gotta do the speed limit."
      I facepalm as Rob turns onto the freeway now and takes the on-ramp. We pick up the pace ever so slightly as the speed limit goes up to 55(just an FYI for anyone outside the US or UK, we use miles per hour, not kilometers, so 55 is actually considerably fast).

      We now exit the freeway just as the speed goes up to 65. I wished Rob had been driving that fast from the start, and now we'll probably end up on some dumb 25 road. Sure enough, we end up on a residential street(which are all usually 25 in America). And before we know it, the cops catch up to us and cut us off.

      Rob and I get out of the car with our hands up. The cops pull out their guns and aim at us, they're going to shoot! I begin to cower in fear as the officers prepare to fire, and I think about how I can let it end this way. That's when I become lucid by pure luck. I jump up high into the air and come back down, testing my power out a little bit. I go up to a police officer, thinking of the February task of the month, to pull your own heart out. I get the idea to try and pull his heart out, but I can't do it. I grab on and end pull it forward, but it won't come out. The officers all freak out from my clearly superhuman power and leave the scene quickly.

      Rob and I travel inside where I look around and think about the TOTM. I recall the middle name task and turn to random DC.
      "What's your middle name?" I ask.
      "Krejelt," (I think that's what she said, I recalled it this morning but I've forgotten now). "That's K-R-E-J-E-L-T."
      "Thanks." I say, and then I leave.

      Time to do two tasks in one dream! I remember I need to pinch someone who isn't wearing green. I begin searching around, only to discover that everyone is wearing green. What the fuck?! This isn't fair! I continue searching desperately for someone in green, and then I come across my friend Hannah who is sitting on a couch with what I think was a cast on her right leg. She isn't wearing any green, she's the perfect victim. Someone from behind says something before I can, and I turn to see who it is. It's my friend' solder brother Nick, and as I acknowledge him, I
      awake. NO!
    9. The Purge Breaks Out!

      by , 03-10-2014 at 01:20 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Now for the most interesting and intense dream I've had in awhile!

      I dream I'm sitting with my friend Matt in his blue Mazda 3 in a random parking lot. We are watching a girl having a verbal fight with her mother outside of a house about one hundred feet or so away. The house is on a small cliff overlooking some train tracks. The fight eventually ends up getting physical, and the two start throwing things at each other. Matt and I are laughing at the scene, finding it comedic for some reason. The daughter now gets hit with a shoe and tumbles backward. Matt and I lose our shit now, but the girl then trips and falls off of the ledge down to the train tracks.
      "Oh shit!" I exclaim.
      Matt and I now get out and rush down a hillside to the train tracks to help out. The mother is already there crying over her bleeding out body.
      "Should I call 911?" I ask.
      "No." The mother replies. "She'll be fine."
      I'm not sure how much I trust the woman's statement, but I decide to leave now. I go and grab my own car and drive off. I'm driving down a main road, and I am surprised to see how accurate the dream has depicted my city. As I'm driving towards the BP gas station I notice something is very out of place. People are running around, cars are crashed, fires have broken out, and riots have started. My phone now rings and I pick it up.
      "Dude! I just heard the government shut down!" Matt says over the phone.
      "What does that mean?" I ask.
      "It means there is no more government!" Matt answers. "People can do whatever they want now! There are no more rules!"
      "Dude this is just like the purge!" I exclaim(I've never seen that movie), before we both hang up.
      I am about to pass BP now, and two men come walking out into the street with AK-47s! My eyes widen as they see my car coming and aim at me. I run one of them over and kill him on impact and keep going. The second guy shoots at my car, forcing me to pull over into the Family Video parking lot for cover. I get out and see that Matt's car is in the lot too. He must be inside of the store, so I go the door. A crazy looking woman now comes out with a fat yellow whiffle ball bat and tries hitting me. I push her back inside and lock the door. I turn around and see a kid named Chase whom I know holding a shopping cart high above his head. He throws it at me and I once out of the way of it. I pick the cart up and throw it back, hitting Chase.
      "Really man?" I say. "What the fuck did I do to deserve that?"
      My friend Phil now comes out of nowhere and pins Chase down.
      "Phil what the fuck are you doing?" I ask.
      "I'm gonna kill him!" Phil replies.
      "Phil you can't kill him!" I scold. "Think about what God will say!"(What a hypocritical statement, I killed that guy with AK a minute ago ).
      Phil now gets up and stops trying to kill Chase.
      "Can we not bring Christianity into this?" Chase asks.
      I ignore Chase and start looking around the intersection, which looks like a war zone. I have Phil follow me on foot now and we begin running uphill towards my house. This is the part of the dream where my city starts looking completely different than real life.
      As we run uphill more of our friends join up and follow behind me. We soon run into another group of people who seem to be friendly. We join up and continue going up the miles of stretch that this hill is. The houses all around look beaten up or abandoned. I mention to the group that we're going to my house, because my Dad owns a Ruger 9mm and a Ruger .357 Magnum(and he actually does IRL).
      As we continue up what seems to be an endless hill, we run into another group of people. They have weapons and are pointing them at a bunch of women in tight yellow clothing. They tell us the girls(all around my age) are tribute for anyone who can touch their chests. ...what?... So all of the men in my group rush towards them, including myself, and begin trying to claim our wives. My friend Michael might have been there, but I don't remember completely. But if he was that's funny because he has a girlfriend.
      I am beaten to the punch now(or grab I guess ), and all of the girls are claimed. I missed the last one by mere seconds. It ended awkwardly with myself and another man both grabbing the girl, but he got there a split second earlier. I awkwardly let go and continue to lead my group now.
      We reach my apartment complex soon, which actually looks like it should in real life. I tell everyone to wait outside and I go into the house. For extra safety I lock the door behind myself. The apartment is dead-on what it looks IRL which I think is pretty cool. It shows how much the ADA method can affect your dreams' detail. Not to mention it was cool that I could hear a warning siren wailing off in the distance. It made the situation seem much more realistic.
      I now run upstairs and reach into my pocket for my iPhone, but I feel now bulge. I feel my other pocket, which is also empty. Fuck! I realize I must've dropped when I was assaulted at the Family Video! I needed to call my Dad and ask him what the combination in his .357's case is(it actually has no combo IRL). I continue upstairs and go into his room anyway. If I can at least find the case I can get it open with something laying around the house. If not, I still have the 9mm which is in a zip-up case.
      I begin searching all of the drawers desperately for the grey case, but I'm having trouble finding the gun. However as my search continues I unfortunately
      awake. Damn! Such an awesome dream too!

      Closest picture to compare my Dad's .357 to:

      Updated 03-10-2014 at 01:25 AM by 30650

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    10. Visiting My Old House

      by , 03-10-2014 at 12:34 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      This dream is little more dark than the last two, but I figured I'd entry it anyways.

      I dream I am exploring the backyard of my old house(which I did IRL that night, the house is condemned and locked off). I have my bull mastiff dog Dracula with me and we are walking around the yard just to see the state of everything. We go up to the back door and look inside of the house. Despite the fact that it is filled with mold, I enter the house and walk through the kitchen. Looking around, everything is how I suspect it would be, water damaged and torn apart. It's a pretty upsetting scene. As my dog is walking around I make my way down the hallway to my old bedroom. I walk in and the dream actually has depicted the bedroom to look very similar to what it looks like in real life. There are a few hiccups on accuracy, but that's how dreams work. I'm just surprised how accurate the house looks all together. But anyway, I continue searching around the room looking at all of my old things I left behind. Two AH-6J Little Bird helicopter toys(I never owned in real life), and my older brother's airsoft gun collection(much larger than it was IRL). I pick one of the guns up, a replica of an AK-47. My brother also has some tactical vests the military uses too, which I take. I unload the AK and look in the magazine, which is actually filled with nerf gun bullets. I turn now and see my older brother standing in the doorway. He tells me to out the gun down and leave. I do as he says and I follow him to the front door where my Dad is waiting. I now follow them outside to the front porch and then I
      awake.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    11. Battle Royale/Hunger Games Fight

      by , 03-10-2014 at 12:23 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Now something a little more interesting, which is actually kind of funny because this wasn't a lucid dream.

      Anywhore...

      So I dream I am in some sort of Hunger Games/Battle Royale kind of competition. Myself and several other people are all closed off in some sort of environment, and there are supplies all around the area for our survival. Most of the weapons scattered around the area are automatic weapons of all sorts.
      I happen to pick up a small PDW of some sort. It is a machine pistol of some type, which a high fire rate. It will be perfect for engaging other survivors in close quarters. I now take the weapon and run up some sort of scaffolding that leads up to a dome tower. I notice that there are multiple survivors running around and shooting each other up in the building floors below the dome. I reach the first floor and sneak my way past all of them and enter into a room. However, someone spots me as I enter and chases after me. I turn around and three people run into the room with guns. I pull the trigger and mow all three of them down with my only magazine of ammo. One of them tumbles back into a closet, another to the floor, and the third one hits the walls and falls back. My blood is pumping adrenaline rapidly now. I now walk outside and look around for a new weapon. I look down and spot an AK-47 sitting by the railing surrounding the building. I pick it up and run back into the building. I notice several more survivors coming up the scaffolding. I wait in the building, and I do so, I
      awake.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. Dry Spell Broken!

      by , 03-10-2014 at 12:10 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Hey, I won't say many details about this dream because I was going to write the entry a few days ago when it happened but a bunch came up and I came back today and it didn't auto save anything, so I'm not gonna write a detailed DJ, especially because I have several others I'd like to type up tonight that were much more interesting, but ironically not lucid.

      Anyway, I dreamt I bought some soup at a Chinese restaurant and I had no money, so I ran off with it. I became lucid in the process and threw the soup aside. I then spawned in an orange Dodge Charger and get in it to drive. That's about all I remember.

      Don't worry, much more interesting dream journals to come in the next hour or so.
    13. The Dreaming Dead Chapter 4: "Gas Station Hold Out"

      by , 03-02-2014 at 05:49 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Its' been awhile, but I finally had another zombie dream. Sadly i don't recall too much of this one, but oh well. So let us continue on with my subconscious' story.

      It's been a very difficult journey so far. We've lost many and gained but none thus far. However soon the group would come across what seemed to be a small beacon of hope. We had just recently been chased out of our base by another group of survivors, according to the conversation other members were having. We were out on the streets by ourselves with nothing but biters all around. We would surely die out here in a few days time.

      However after all hope of our survival seemed to be gone, something had come up. I brought the group to a halt as I spotted something very out of the norm. Down the road was a gas station, and we made our way to it. We were amazed. Inside, there was tons of food, beverages, and electricity. We didn't hesitate another moment and made our way inside. There was supplies everywhere! It had appeared we had found a new safe haven as well. The building was perfectly covered, and there was an extra secure second floor. So the group got themselves comfortable and we stored all of our supplies around.

      The last part I can remember is being in the upstairs part of the station. My Dad and brother were inside with us when we heard people talking outside. I looked out of a window and saw a couple survivors looking at the gas station in all of its glory. They were a threat thought. This station was too valuable to risk losing.

      I now rushed over to our weapons stash and pulled out a Remington 870 MCS shotgun. I then loaded in several red shells of Double-00 buckshot. I began heading outside but then I
      awoke.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. Kidnapper Escape

      by , 02-22-2014 at 04:29 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      I had a dream which was kind of short the other night, but it was a pretty interesting one. I dream I am at my friend Connor's house, only in the dream it isn't his house, rather a kidnapper's home. My friends and I visit the home and we are kidnapped by a man by the name of Rick. He also manages to kidnap my dog as well. We are held captive for awhile until if I recall right, my friends distract the man in some sort of way. They might've attacked him, but my memory isn't clear on it. Anyway, I take this moment to try and escape. I run off and for some reason I take my dog with me. I've got nothing against him, but why would anyone take their dog with them in this situation, when they would oblivious to what is going on? I don't take this into account and continue running away. I make it to the fields of the local high school and I continue to run. My dog now starts barking, and I knew that we were a dead giveaway now. This is until I see a police officer nearby and I grab his attention. I tell him a man named Rick has my friends kidnapped and is going to kill us all. As I say this, Rick and his partner show up. The police officer then pulls out a revolver and shoots Rick's partner square in the face without hesitation.

      Damn! Talk about merciless! He then tries to kill Rick but fails before Rick can kill him. I see that the revolver is still on the ground in front of me, and I grab it. I check the bullets to see only two left. I put the loader back in and fire multiple times, only to hear clicks. Then a round fires and misses Rick by mere inches, and then another round fires, this one hitting him in the chest. Rick is down for the count now, and we're free!
      That's all I can remember.
    15. Operation: Find the Computer Chip

      by , 02-11-2014 at 06:47 PM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      This dream wasn't a very long one, but it was a quite cool one I must say. I start off outside of some building of some sort. I'm walking towards the entrance of the building on a very futuristic walkway of some sort, and I have CZ-3A1 Skorpion EVO in my hands.

      On the gun I have a stubby fore grip, a stubby suppressor, and a Kobra red dot sight. It's an interesting Russian brand RDS with a three-prong reticle in the center of it. The Skorpion is a master close quarter weapon, firing an impressive 1000 RPM. Taking this all in I can assume I'm here for one reason, and one reason only: killing some fools.
      I hold up the PDW now and breach the entrance of the building. Inside I quickly take down one guy, and then two more coming from further down. I look down the stairs and see no one is coming, but then I hear footsteps coming from the entrance. I turn and gun down two more enemies as they enter the building. I reload and continue to move along.
      I go down the stairs in front of me and enter what appears to be a kitchen area, where I see a lot of people cooking things. They're all wearing normal chef uniforms and prepping for what looks like a big feast later on. As I walk through, I see an armed guard and shoot him point blank in the chest. One of the chefs sees me kill him and freaks out. I pull out a wad of cash from my pocket and hand it to him.
      "You didn't see nothing," I say, and I move along.
      I now realize how risky this is to have my EVO out like this, because so many witnesses and innocent people are here in this futuristic building. I come into a hallway now, and I hide my EVO in my leather jacket I happened to be wearing. My hand never leaves the gun however, as I'm paranoid that someone may pop up and shoot at me.
      I walk through a large crowd of people in the neatly carpeted hallway and come to a staircase leading upstairs. I walk up it and I'm now in another hallway. I see many parents with their little children walking up and down the corridor, and I'm getting more and more worried now.
      I'm really hoping nothing goes down, because all these little kids are gonna get caught in the crossfire, and that would be terrible.
      However, I soon come to another staircase, which leads me exactly to where I need to be. I mention to myself in my head that the chip I need is upstairs. So I go up the stairs now with caution, and my EVO aimed and ready.
      I see a person in the room and pull the trigger, but the gun misfires. I keep pulling the trigger in a panic, but the gun won't fire. I look to see the person, who is someone I actually know in real life, but barely. She's a ginger-haired girl with a look of panic in her eyes, which is now fading to relief.
      I remove the suppressor from my gun and pull the trigger, but that doesn't help at all. I guess my dream self is too stupid to just pull the gun's operating rod and chamber a new round. I reattach the suppressor and try again, with no result.
      "Good thing it didn't fire when the suppressor was off," I say. "There'd be people all over me."
      I look at the girl, who is thankfully unarmed, and just staring at me now. A friend of mine now comes upstairs and stands by my side. This room is very compact, no larger than 10ft X 10ft I'd say. In the corner is a desk with an older looking computer, which must have the chip in it that I need.
      "Alright, give me the chip," I order the girl.
      "If you want the chip then you'll have to do me a favor," she replies.
      I assume at this point it's something I don't want to do, as the girl gets a grin on her face. I assume that this means she wants a sexual favor of some sort, which makes me cringe a little on the inside. I mean, she's not ugly, but she's not super attractive either. She's in the middle, but I realize the importance of the chip. I approach her now, only to be
      awoken by my Dad opening my door and walking into my room.
      Categories
      non-lucid
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