lucidkara

Allen and I were going to live with a strange family in a suburban town. There was snow on the road and we were walking our dog Baron. I had such a weird feeling from the family, less like they were evil but more like Allen and I were evil and that they should fear us. The town was oddly flat and desolate. No one else was out and about walking. We came across the middle school and decided to break in. We busted a window in and began examining the rooms. We found a science room and were playing with the beakers and the fake skeleton. When finally grew tired of the school we decided to head back to the house. At one point I was standing on a giant rock sphere. I can distinctly remember feeling very close to Allen and shut out of the rest of the world. When we got to the house the wife of the house (a petite woman with very short blonde hair) told us that everyone was planning on getting into the hot tub and that we should join. We said that we might later and we proceeded to the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with fresh fruit. The most fresh fruit I have ever seen in one place. Allen bit into a kiwi. I woke.

I didn’t write the dream down before this and I have since forgotten it. This is just the very end. I realized that I was dreaming and that the dream was ending. Everything went dark but I could still feel my dream body. I tried to stabilize and rub everything around me with my hands. I was doing this vigorously and really trying to connect with the dream. Suddenly I was becoming aware of my physical body. It was a strange sensation because I could sense both at the same time. Suddenly, I was sucked from the dream and back in my physical body. =( Boo.

Allen and I were going to a music festival of some sort that had a mansion in the middle of a field. We both brought our staffs to spin. I was really nervous about spinning in front of people so we found a secluded area hidden by some trees. We spun for a few minutes, I wasn’t doing very good but I wasn’t dropping it or anything. I could see DJ Pauley D from the Jersey shore looking at us from stage near a pool. His hair looked long, like Steve Aoki. I saw the “Situation” sitting at a table with some girls and I cracked a joke about his hair cut to Allen. We both started laughing and Allen called him a jack ass. Pauley D’s body guard came over to us and said that he was a huge fan of ours. I was shocked to hear this, that I had become a famous spinner. Apparently my spinning name (which no, I do not have one in real life) was Crystal Method (like the musician). Allen was just as surprised as me about our new found fame. His name apparently was Mini Method and that really upset him. I tried to comfort him by saying that it was supposed to be funny, like how biggy smalls was so big and yet called small. Allen is 6’5 and yet his spinning name was mini. He wasn’t amused by my connection.
*memory laps*
Allen becomes really short and fat. We got into some sort of fight on some bleachers and he walked off. I cant remember much of this dream other than the fact that we both had staffs in our hands and that my surroundings were very strange. We were on bleachers but it also appeared that we were under some too. There was many layers of many bleachers and we were somewhat trapped inside them.

I was driving home from work and I was having a really tough time controlling my car. The freeway was far more complex than usual. There were many lanes, twisting and spiraling into each other. My exit contained 3 potential ways to go and I chose the wrong one. I went to turn back around and get on the right one but the police were blocking the easy exit. I pulled up to an exit they were allowing and I knew that I would die if tried it. The road shot straight up into the air a few stories with no side railing before shooting straight back down. I watched a car go about 100mph and make it but I was convinced I would not be so lucky. It was like something out of a Dr. Souse book. I pulled over to a park and began to look for my phone to call Allen. When I couldn’t find my phone I grew panicked and was on the verge of tears. I felt like I would never be able to go home again (a little dramatic I see now). I got out of my car and walked to the center of a park. It was warm and sunny out. A gay men couple walked up to me and introduced themselves and their 3 adopted small children. They were all so polite and sweet. One of them said they were about to go “lift-a-sailing” and wanted to know if I would like to join. Basically there was a giant chairlift that you would see at a ski lift but it didn’t require any machinery. It flew in the sky in all directions really quickly. I said okay and I hopped on. We but a safety bar in front of us and it took off before I could put on my seatbelt. It was flying super high and flashes of light from the sun were blinding me. I was laughing and squalling like if I were on a roller coaster but it was even more fun than that. After a while I got my seatbelt on and the ride was becoming more mild and relaxing. It was moving forward smoothly. One of the men said that they could fly me home if I wished and I quickly said yes and thanked them. My last memory of this is seeing the highway in the distance and rolling green hills under me. The sun was straight ahead as we drifted towards home. I was overwhelmed with an extreme sense of calm.

Was hanging out with cloe in newcastle area. We kept walking up and down this big paved hill. I remember that we were smoking cigs (funny because I don't smoke) and talking shit about people. She was planning on having her boyfriend come over for an hour and she needed me to leave them alone. The two of them went off to her bedroom. I then realized I left my purse in her room and didn't know how to fill an hour with no phone, keys, or cigs (which for some reason I was craving). Then raechels mom appeared and told me that she wanted me to join her and her family on their yearly family vacation to Hawaii. I was really excited and I started packing. I randomly had a closet at cloes house filled with cute dresses. I shoved tons of them into a lv bag. For some reason I thought they were super christian and I packed a weird church like dress in the bag too. I remember laughing uncontrollably to myself while doing it.
One last weird detail, my like 00 yr old grandmother learned to float and was better then me at it. I was super jealous and felt like a fool*

Was walking around Safeway. Apparently one corner of the store was my bedroom. A creepy man kept fallowing me around and then moseyed into the bedroom. I had had enough of his creepiness I stared to yell "yo, creepo, enough! You had your fun, now fuck off." he did as I said and walked away. Suddenly I was living in a sewer. I was dee from always sunny and I was there with Charlie. I kept trying to guess where the sewage was going to drain to I can go down different pipelines. Unfortunately, I was squally wrong. Gross. Then we made I out of the sewer. We opened the top lid and I was in the most beautiful and magical meadow. It was almost acid tripy, slightly cartoonish in nature. There were green rolling his and golden patches of wheat. I paused for a moment at how pretty it was and then I began to hop around *the hills like a kid or a kid pretending to be a bunny or something. The sun was a bright yellow glow, almost blinding.

I was working at a safeway at night owned by my gma nancy. Stewart and his girlfriend worked there with me too and we all were getting along(for once). *The store was closed and we were organizing the produce. I overheard stew and his gf talking about how bad they wanted coke. I told them I didn't have any but I probably knew someone who did. They declined and we all started talking about how wild we all were 2 years ago and how calm we are not. Some camotipn happed in the back room and we all walked back there to check it out. Nancy has killed a fat man in a green suit and asked us to help her drag him to a boiler. We all did as she said and were strangely unbothered by the request. The boiler was this giant pit behind the deli. It was a huge whole in the ground like a giant well that had a body of water deep in the pit. The water was boiling due to a huge heat fan at the bottom. We tossed him in. Suddenly the store filled with people. We all caught on tv that the police we suspecting the employees of murder at my Safeway. Another employee ( a guy who looked like brendon fraiser but in a greek god costume decided to sacrifice himself for the rest of us employees, he ran full speed and jumped in the boiler. This happened in slow motion and I had a view of this from the bottom of the boiler. He yelled his whole way down the hole and as he hit the water. Now we could just say that an employee committed suicide in the boiler and if they saw remnants of a human body in there they wouldn't suspect a thing. Nancy was happy to be off the hook. For some reason I knew that allen and I were going to move to California and that I wouldn't see my little brother Riley anymore. This brought me to tears and I ran to my car to call Allen. He seemed not very supportive about the stress of the move and I hung up on him.*

Allen and I were planning on buying pot or something like that from my ex boyfriend and his sketchy DC friend. We were waiting outside their shitty apartments in our car for a long time making chit chat with each other and making jokes about my ex. They finally showed up and pulled along beside us. For some reason they wanted allen to sit inside the car with them but not me. I found myself becoming strangely jealous by this. For some reason they all decided to go inside their floor level apartment and I fallowed behind. When we went inside the carpet was an ugly shitty green color. They had a dirty fish tank that allen and I stared into for a while. They seemed to forget that allen and I were in the apartment and I felt awkward about that. Suddenly the apartment was no longer their apartment but belonged to a middle aged woman who I was very scared of. She had brown messy hair. I knew that she was clinically insane for some reason and hat she didn’t want us to leave her house. I felt trapped. I devised a plan for Allen and I to break free and we left. I had the strangest feeling that a murder was about to occur inside the apartment and I quickly alerted a near by police officer of what was happening. They broke down the doors of the apartment. Suddenly my dream was collapsing. I couldn’t see anything but I can just remember the voices of the police officers. They were saying things like “sure enough” and “:yep, right there you see”. I felt assured that my assumptions were correct about the woman though the officers never clarified what they saw.

I was on a party boat with some DC friends. Everyone was drinking and having a really good time. I can remember the feeling of intoxication. There was a great white shark that was swimming along side the boat. The shark had huge cutesie cartoon eyes and appeared to be smiling. Everyone, including myself, were sort of hanging off the side of the boat, holding on some side railings with one hand and grasping a beer in the other. One of the DC guys was talking about how the shark was their pet and that he was super nice. I had an image in my head of someone falling off the side of the boat and the apparent cutesie shark turning rouge, pulverizing the fallen. I became very aware of the sharks power and grew to nervous to be hanging off of the edge anymore. I tried to warn the other DC characters about the danger but they didn't seem to care. I felt nervous by my own intoxication. At some point I believe our boat was no longer in the ocean but sailing through my grandparents old living room. Bizarre.

I was at the shop with Allen, Dustin, & Jemma. We were all discussing something random and then I became lucid. I was really excited and remember looking into each of their eyes and saying very slowly, “You guys, this is a dream, were dreaming right now.” I was convinced that they were present inside the dream and I wanted to act as some sort of guide for them since I knew that Jemma and Dustin had not had lucid dreams before. We all walked outside my work and it was warm and sunny. I told them that I was going to instruct them on how to fly and that Allen and I would demonstrate. I delved into the importance of believing in yourself to make it happen. I was floating pretty well and flying pretty good. I zipped into the sky, did a few loops, and floated back down near my friends. Allen (who happens to not be the best at flying in his lucids) was puttering around behind me. Allen and I laughed at his poor flying skills. Someone suggested that I try and fly across the whole ocean. I believe my gma Nancy came in at this point and suggested that. I thought about it for a while and tried super speed flying. I was making it close to a body water and then I remembered the shark from the previous dream. Since I have a HUGE fear of deep water, that does not elude me in my lucids, I decided to back off and not continue forward.

I was living back in Roman times as the knocked up wife of some noble warrior guy. I apparently was of low social status and would not normally be allowed to be pregnant if it weren’t for the fact that the father was of such high status. It was some apparent backwards hierarchical society that only allowed the elites to have children. I didn’t really want to have a baby but I knew that it would make me an elite and that status would keep me safe from the horrors of peasant life. Another elite was jealous of my hubbys success and tricked him to go into an ambush. I overheard elites talking about the ambush and I got really fearful. I knew that if he died, I would be killed for being a pregnant peasant. For some reason the scenery changed into a snowy landscape. I packed a snow dog sled and started to head out in mountainous snowy terrain to find and warn my husband. At this point I also think that I became really fat. Very strange.

I was in a giant hotel/mall with my 6 year old little brother Riley. There were two bad guys who were for some reason trying to chase after him. It seems that I always have to act as a protector of some sort for him in my dreams. I was holding him by his hand or carrying him the whole time. At one point we were in a linens department of the mall and I can remember hiding behind some display beds becoming very nervous. We ran to the concierge desk and hid behind it. The concierge was well aware of what was happening and he tried to keep our location a secret from the two men. Then shit went bad. The men started screaming and shot a bullet into the air. I discovered a tiny floor level window and pushed my brother through it. Then I began to crawl through it myself. I head a shot get fired at the man and I could feel the splash of his blood. I finished crawling out and grabbed Riley and began to run. It was a beautiful warm sunny day out. The building was white (dream sign) and there were vibrant green bushes. I felt as though we made our escape and would be safe now.

I was in a movie theater with Allen and some other DC friends. I giant fat blonde woman and her skinny meth looking boyfriend/husband whatever were sitting in the center of the theater being extremely loud and obnoxious. People began yelling at them to shut up and they grew inraged. They began picking through the people in the audience and pulling them out of their seats and beating them up. At one point the fat woman grabs me by my arm but I cant remember exactly what happens after.
memory laps
I walk into the bathroom and see the fat lady hitting a girl in the head. I scream “You’re killing her!” in a really dramatic, almost comical way, and the lady stops and sees what she has done. The tyranny ends.

I am looking at the floor plan of a beautiful, white (dream sign) house. I am looking down on it from above and examining the different room sizes and shapes. I never stop looking at the floor plan but I can hear my own voice, the voice of Allen, and some other strange mans voice. Allen is suggesting that if the house were to set on fire, we would all be safe and make it out alive even if we sat in it for 13 minutes. The picture of the house changes and shows where the fire would burn. I disagree with allen and show him that all the exits would be blocked. My view is still at the picture and never changes. Allen argues that we could hope out of the windows but I point out that we would fall on concrete and die. Allens voice then some what forcibly argues his side to the third voice until that man agrees with him. I can feel myself grow irritated with Allens logic.

I was moving into a large several story honey wood house with many other people. I didn’t seem top know them very well but it didn’t seem to bother me. I was walking around the house watching the bustling of my fellow roommates. It was snowy outside and large odd shaped icicles were forming on the edges of the house. I pulled a big one off and began to suck on the end of it. My mother, step father, and little sister came to visit the new place. They had brought a large green tree painting for me as a welcoming gift. I showed them around the house and to my area. I apparently had my own living space with a stairwell leading to my personal bedroom and bathroom upstairs. The living space was strange, the walls were all mirror with little gold flakes everywhere to form different shapes and patterns. Though I would never choose this for myself, I didn’t seem to mind it.
*memory laps* Changing a shitty dipper. I was really bad at it and it was taking me a long time to do. I was extremely grossed out and I am not sure why I had to do it or who’s baby it was
*memory laps* My mom, step father, and sister are about to leave. I said my goodbyes and watched them leave. I began to walk around the house again and noticed that many of my female roommates were dressed like in Katie Perry’s (sp?) California girl video, wearing pink and blue wigs, dressed in brightly colored skimpy outfits. I was really excited to dress like that too and be apart of their group. I then suddenly realized that I was a professional dancer, the kind who went on tours with artist. I went back to my living space of mirrors which was still empty because I hadn’t fully moved in yet and I began to dance in front of the mirrors. It was really fun and I was laughing and smiling a lot.

I was living in a house with a bunch of females. We had just moved in together so I didn’t know them very well. As a bonding ritual, we all went to some concert type thing at WAMU theater, dressed nicely in all black cocktail dresses. Allen came with. Everyone had drank heavily throughout the night and was really drunk except for me. I had gotten into a fight with the fat brunette in our group. When we got home she lunged at me and began to smack me with her purse on my thigh. The girl was wayyyyyyy bigger then me and the other girls pried her off of me. I decided that it wasn’t going to work with me living there with these insane girls and I told Allen I wanted to leave. He was wasted, laying on his back on the wood floor. He said that he was too drunk to leave and that we should stay for the night. Then one of the girls who had helped get the fat one off of me came over to Allen and started to try and make out with him. She was the oldest looking one in the group and not very attractive. I pulled her off Allen and called her a psycho. Allen quickly popped up and said that it was time to go. I grabbed my stuff and we both piled in my car. Allen was drunk and nauseous in the seat next to me. I was planning on taking us to a hotel so that he could rest but I first needed to buy a hairbrush at Bartell Drugs. He told me to hurry up. I went inside and tried to checkout but the fat balding white man behind the counter was taking FOREVER to ring me up. I began to grow impatient and I stormed out of the store.

I was staying in a really nice hotel in a city during Christmas time. Allen was with me. It was snowy outside and everyone was bundled up in big winter coats and scarves. This is one of my favorite times of the year so I was really excited. The hotel was massive and fully decorated in reds and golds, bustling with people. The most interesting thing though was this massive fish tank in the middle of the hotel. Inside were sharks that everyone was calling threshers but really they were thresher shark tales with hammer heads on them. There were about 50 of them in this tank; it was so packed with the sharks that they couldn’t swim without bumping into each other. I was fascinated by them and how aggressive they were. I watched as one larger one tore a smaller one into pieces. Their teeth were even more unusually pointy then normal. I got up right next to the glass, practically touching it with my nose. One of them was looking right at me and bumping into the glass over and over again. I signaled to allen to come closer. I explained to him that they must be each between 7 and 10 ft long. I was standing in amazement. Above the sharks were a metal container with seals. The sharks were trying to get to the seals but they were clearly safe so I didn’t worry about the little guys. One of them hopped out of the metal container and onto the ground next to me. I picked him up and scratched behind his ear, he apparently enjoyed it. Then I set him down to leave. When I walked upstairs I looked once more at the tank for a little bit before going outside in the cold with Allen.

I was on some remote island. The beach was huge and all I could see for miles was crystal blue ocean. The sun was huge, and very warm. I was sunbathing alone in a very cute 1950’s inspired bathing suit when Spleen walked by. I asked him if he would take a picture of me in the water so that I could always remember this place he said sure and sat down on the beach. I walked out into the water until it was up to my neck. Then I swam on my back back to shore. I found this so enjoyable and peaceful that I repeated this a few more times. I had totally forgotten about Spleen and I felt like I was alone. When I had gotten back to about my neck in the water for the 4th or 5th time, I remembered that a lot of sharks inhabited these waters and that it probably wasn’t safe for me to swim in. I quickly swam back to shore and walked back one the beach. Spleen told me about the party on the island that apparently everyone was at and that I should join. We walked together into the forest where sure enough there was a massive party with fire dancers, music, and lots of food and booze. Allen was there spinning to a crowd of girls and I laughed at him. He gave me a wink and I grabbed a drink and began observing everyone at the party. It felt really nice and relaxing to be there.

I lived in a very large apartment complex that sat at the top of a canyon. The canyon was really deep and beautiful. I was around some people that were sort of arguing about something but I wasn’t paying attention. I noticed that there was a small bowl of lava at the bottom of the canyon. I alerted to someone to look at it but they acted like the lava was common knowledge and they didn’t seem bothered by it. When I continued to pester the DC about the lava they explained that the lava rises a little each year and that in 50 years or so the canyon will be filled and we will all have to move somewhere else. He seemed assured that it wouldn’t happen for a long time so I stopped asking questions. I think stopped looking at the lava and had a casual half minded conversation with some DC but all the while the lava situation was still in the back of my mind. I decided to check on the lava again, this time the lava was half way up the canyon. I freaked. I quickly ran to grab Allen to show him. When I dragged him to look at the lava with me it had risen to just under the very top of the canyon and was moving fast. Everyone started to run up a steep hill to get away from the lava. I turned to see that it was moving much faster then I could up the hill. There was a book case on top of the hill and Allen and I crawled on top of it. There was nowhere else to go. The lava continued to rise. It reached all the way to the lip of the book case we were on before it stopped. It lingered there a moment before it started to rescind. Allen joked that he was going to push me into the lava but I didn’t think it was very funny. Finally the lava receded back down into the canyon.

I went to go visit Jayme at her tattoo shop to set up an appointment for both me and Allen to get work done by her. Her tattoo shop was incredible. The walls were dark green jade that had been carved out to shop pictures of little men in the rain forest. The whole place had a new age meets Asian inspired vibe, with lots of strong colors like dark green, mustard yellow, orange, deep purple, ect. Jayme’s eyes were really wide open and reminded me of a deer’s eyes. It was really warm out so we were both wearing summer dresses. I asked her how much and she said that she was going to slash her hourly price way down to $35 on hour. I was amazed at this, and super excited. Then she offered to drive to my house and do them there so we wouldn’t have to drive all the way out to her. I was really pleased and shocked at her courtesy. I agreed that she would come out later and we started to make small talk about random things. I told her I was nervous about having my ribs done because that’s a painful area. She told me that she discovered a new method of tattooing that didn’t hurt. She pulled out a needle and asked if she could put a tiny black dot on my hand. I agreed. She turned on the needle and barley touched my hand. I was amazed at how soft and painless it was.

Dream Fragment: Something about me going to stay in a cabin for camping. I drove out to the cabin to look at it. I was in the middle of some dense woods but I got a weird vibe from the other people that were there and I turned around and left.