In Random Store, High School Confusion, A race, Finding a gun, RUN RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, lucid dream...
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, 12-18-2011 at 05:57 PM (3231 Views)
12/18/11
NON-LUCID
LUCID
SEMI-LUCID
Told myself that I will have a lucid dream tonight, and turns out it was a pretty effective MILD (that rarely works since I half-ass the mantras most of the time) (led to a decent dream that looked just like reality).
Dream 1:
I was in a store and was trying to find something to eat. I see a box of brownies I could buy, but it seemed that it was messed up and looked like a greased up and used up pizza box. I look for other items as well, but then I gave up since they all looked like crap.
Then the dream changes to where I have to wait in line because I stayed late at night for something, couldn’t remember what. There was some Asian lady maybe in her late twenties asking us to sign in a list with our name. Then when it comes for me to sign, I think she got my name wrong, but I corrected it and wrote my full name.
Dream 2:
A girl I knew in my Cypress Lakes High School tennis team (let’s call her M) was with me at some lunch table apparently. There was this guy next to us who wasn’t really bright at all. In the end, the girl writes on my Facebook wall on what she thinks about “our” child.
WTF?
Anyway, a random friend of hers goes joins the conversation. They talk about something random. Then another random girl texts me, (I think she was blonde) asking if she saw me with a group of people.
I’m back at the lunch table, but with different DCs. I think the point of this part of the dream was for the girl who was blonde to show me what she meant if she saw me. Apparently she sat with a group of people at a lunch table, and she was showing her breasts to them. (Yeah I don't even want to show a picture that's going to help me associate with that)
I thought she was just a complete slut, but zooming in on her face, she was hiding something, I just couldn’t tell what. Then more guys started to form around her, and I couldn’t see her anymore, but I saw one of the guys trying to grope her breasts. I couldn’t remember what I did in the dream after that, but I think I’m in another scenario.
Same lunch table, different DCs, some guy was trying to flirt with a girl. But apparently she rejected him. He wasn’t really handsome or anything, below average (not to be conceited, it was just plain obvious this guy was a reject) to any girl’s eyes.
He wore a red shirt and black punk-ish biker pants with some straps to them I think.
Couldn’t remember much after that.
Dream 3:
I’m watching people participate in a race, it was bright as day. It was so random, (because I knew I still didn’t get enough Non REM sleep as yet), but basically there was this racer who was in the lead, but got trapped somewhere, so the one behind him took the lead.
Then the same racer who got stuck decided to make an effort to make a final dash, and that racer was me. I screamed and exerted as much force as I could, and I could tell I wouldn’t be able to catch up because there was some interface right smack dab in my field of view.
Dream scenario changes, it’s probably late afternoon, and I’m in a different race, but it wasn’t just for running, you could use any kind of vehicle you want because these two people wearing brown winter jackets and brown pants were riding motorcycles or motor scooters. (I swear it was that girl from Fooly Cool, no wonder she was winning the race...she's CRAZY!!)
Some Asian DC guy who was small showed me the shortcuts of the race, which explained why he appeared ahead of the same people riding the scooters. When he showed me a shortcut that I didn’t really find to be a short cut, things started getting weird.
(just adding this so I can make an association quickly when I glance over this some time in the future)
It turns to night, and I’m going on top of a building because there’s a slanted area on the side to get there with ease. I peek over to see what was on the bottom of the other side, and apparently it was this state trooper cop who was trying to shoot me.
But I immediately dodge it and hide on the same slant I got on top of.
I jump down and find a gun.
It looked like the old school pistol with a fancy brownish coating to the part you used your hand to hold the bottom part of the gun and had a thin medium for the bullet to go through.I decided to jump on the side and see what the hell was going on, then I see a random pistol in the water. (I'm not that cognizant of parts of a gun, so I apologize for that).
I shake the gun a little bit because it was in water, and there was no ammo because I tried shooting it. As I’m trying to find where the heck to go, I see these dudes in front of me in a van get out and go my direction.
I decided to go up to one of them and use my gun to my advantage to ask them where the hell I am this late at night. When I stuck up one of them (I don’t know how, but I somehow instantly put the gun on the guy’s back to where if he didn’t answer, I could shoot him in the heart).
(Even though I had a gun, it had no bullets, so it was basically a "form my finger into a gun within a jacket and hope they fall for it" kind of moment, but with a gun, with no bullets...kind of freaking out at this point because I'm worried on how the DC would react, since they HAVE weapons LOADED).
Something felt very weird that moment, as if it was some reflex I developed, probably because I had a gun, I felt more secure, despite me knowing there were no bullets left. When I pointed the gun at his back, he complied with what I was saying and kept walking like normal. He said to his partner to the right who wasn’t paying attention, “Hey I think we got a problem here.”
From that moment, I thought, “Why am I trying to stick this guy up?” So I pulled back before the other guy noticed, so I assume they just kept going forward. As I turn back I see a guy on my right (which would’ve been my left if I didn’t turn back mind you) who was coming out of a vehicle.
He didn’t see me, and I think he was pulling out a weapon to help the guy that I was sticking up. It looked like a shotgun of some kind, because it took some effort on his part to throw it somewhere.
Then I see a black dude with a black durag. I think he was wearing a dark blue shirt and black pants. He looked at me as if he wanted to do something to me, but I wasn’t scared surprisingly.
I just glanced at him and see his earnest and almost threatening demeanor, but he kept going forward following the rest of the DCs.
Then I saw something wrong, obviously these two were trying to do something. The same black guy was holding some beer bottles with paper stuck on top of it, so I assumed it was a Molotov or whatever you call it.
Once they distanced themselves from me, I decided to have a barrel of gasoline with me (yay me for suddenly turning into a psychopath in this dream!)
My reactions to this dream were pretty much me being scared at those things I was planning to do to the DCs. I use the barrel of gasoline or something that looked like it had gasoline in it, threw it over near the black guy, and set it on fire with a match I think.
(If you look at the end of the video where Sasuke is looking at the fire, yeah, that I was basically me being excited for a few seconds (I was a bit too excited)...
The first thing that popped in my mind was to RUN RUN RUN!
I didn’t look behind or anything, I ran as fast as I could. Then I decided to be like Ada Wong from Resident evil 4 and start spamming the grapple gun!
I see a vehicle in front of me going my direction, so instead of running I aimed at it and shot the gun.
It shot pretty bloody fast, and once it got a good grasp, I pressed the button and enjoyed the ride. I think this helped me teleport to a different scenario.
Dream 4:
In this dream, I still had thoughts from the last dream, when I grappled the vehicle in going away from me, I can see an image of Ada Wong smiling, as if she was impressed that I did what she would most likely do if she set herself up to get killed.
I’m on the floor in some school, mostly likely Cypress Lakes High School because the walls had red and white and some silver to them. I think I was using my arms to head-lock someone, but I let go and they suddenly disappear.
I couldn’t remember what went on when I was head-locking (I think), but I became lucid.
I’m walking slowly, not getting excited. I see a few random DCs passing by me, and I spot this black girl who looked pretty cute. And she was in blue shorts and a brown shirt. I asked her if she wants to come my way, and I think an emerging quality came out of me, I think I flirted with her for like 3 seconds!
I sat down on the floor with her, and looked more and more into the environment I was in. I felt the dream was going to be stable, as long as I didn’t cross my eyes like crazy to wake myself up in the last lucid I had where I had developed a slight god complex.
Anyway, back to the dream. I’m focusing more on the surroundings, and I see this door to the right of me open. There were two DCs, one was a guy who looked really ugly to me, and a girl who looked ugly as well.
I was pretty cocky in this dream, usually in real life, I repressed those urges to compare people and just focused on myself, because it created unnecessary stress.
Deep down, I was cognizant that these DCs were projections of myself, so naturally I ask the guy if he wanted to go with the girl that was in the locker room with him.
I shook his hand in my attempt to be respectful, but I still sustained that judgmental facade behind me. I asked the girl who was in the room if she wanted to go with the guy, but she said that she wanted to be with me.
I just didn’t know how to react, I felt flattered really that a random DC didn’t just accept what I predicted it to say, which was “YES.”
But no, this DC decided reject my assumption, I felt shocked in a way, and then the guy walked away. I couldn’t tell if it was from disappointment or just because of the girl DC’s response in not wanting to go with him that he became nothing to me.
Then another DC who was a girl back in my direction, she wore a red dress outfit like she was going to Tango or something!
She was beautiful, at least in my eyes, and she looked really familiar (let’s call her E). She was Hispanic, and had black and long hair.
She looked like she wanted to come up to me because she had some interest in her eyes. I asked her if she wanted to sit with me, and she did, but before I could talk to the two girls (not the ugly girl who said no to me mind you), my eyes crossed, I had the feeling of waking up again.
I tried to retain my lucidity, but I woke up.
Dream 5:
This dream was short.
I’m in High School, and I go into a random classroom, and it appears to be the room where I had my Chemistry teacher in Mayde Creek High School. I just assumed it was my Chemistry teacher since parts of it matched the real one, but at the same time, it resembled my Biology Class in Cypress Lakes when I was a sophomore.
I see a few random DCs, but the one closest to me resembled a person who was on the tennis I was part of in Mayde Creek High School. Let’s call him “J.”
“J” looked as if he was trying to avoid me, and in waking life (I’ll give you some insight of him so you can know why I think he reacted weirdly in the dream)…. I don’t think he really thought of me as a friend since I never gave two shits about his being.
I thought he was complete and utter amphibian shit because he looked so pathetic, I would sublimate my rage against him while still maintaining a blank façade. It was like being violent but doing so non-violently. I would be helpful to him at times, but his incompetence really irritated me, I wondered if he was going to be anybody in the future, just some idiot.
What amazes me is people like him (please forgive me if I’m going too much into detail of my “violent non-violent hatred of him”) expect to do well, and still not work hard to get what they want. My interpretation of him is obviously narrow-minded. I can’t explain, but I can’t ignore it, I just HATED his EXISISTENCE. But that was before I got over it and just thought of him as another person we all have to accept and forget. Now, let’s go back to the dream.
“J” pretended he didn’t see me, or at least that’s what I wanted to think he was doing because of the complicated hatred and general respect I try to give to everyone, and yet still inverting into…whatever….
Yeah, so I ignore him and go up to my Chemistry teacher. She was talking to another student, so I patiently waited, when the girl was done talking, I go up to my teacher, but someone enters the class and wanted to say something to her.
But I quickly told my teacher that I would be moving somewhere and I was glad to have her as my Chemistry teacher. I honestly couldn’t remember her face, but it really felt like I was shaking hands with her.
That’s all.