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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID SEMI-LUCID

Good morning! Didn't get much sleep last night, and therefore I had zero recall. I do have two cool dreams from this weekend. Tonight is sleeping night, and I will be taking B6 before bed. I am going to take Calea this weekend, and not G+C as I said yesterday. I will smoke a joint of it, then drink the tea for full effect.

Life of a Gangster
I'm in a rectangular room with a few other people. We're all just chilling and ofcourse, dealing drugs. I seem to be someone else, as my skin is black instead of white. A remote is infront of me, and there's cocaine on it. I am just about to let someone try it, when the police kicks in the door. It's just one guy, telling everyone to freeze. Everyone panics and heads for the door, knocking the policeman over.

I quickly throw the remote on the floor, making the cocaine go away, and head for the door. The policeman is now on his feet and he's telling me to stop. I knock him over and run out. Everyone is going the same direction, and I get this brilliant idea to go the other way. To do the least unexpected! I run to the right and end up at a fence. I have to run back like ten meters before I can dash away at full speed. The policeman still hasn't come out and I look behind me as I run to see if he would appear. I round a corner without seeing any blue, and I slow down.

I walk around the neighbourhood for a long time, having a hard time staying upright. Darkness arrives and I walk down some stairs. Looking behind me I see a silhouette of a man, but I know it's not the cop. Another gangster perhaps. I hear something on the parkinglot I've just come to and I look around. A small boy comes out from between two cars, and points a gun at me. I reach out with my hand and tells him to relax. He recognises me and puts the gun down. I can see a body on the ground between the two cars.

Apparently I'm some kind of respected gangster, and we handshake in a gangster kind of way. "Respect kid!" I tell him and he smiles at me and head for the stairs. I take a closer look at the body. He's dead as a stone, and I spot a glock and some sunglasses. I pocket the glock and try to pick up the glasses, but they break. Suddenly I can hear the police nearby. I run towards a road and try to hide my own gun from oncoming traffic as I try to cross it. I have some very soft and baggy pants on, and it's almost impossible to put it behind my back in my pants.

I cross the road and end up on a smaller road leading into the woods. I stop after a while and look back at the road, twenty meters back. A car pulls up and I decide I need one. Two young guys are in the car, and they pull down the window to ask me the way or something. I take out my gun and put two bullets in the head on the guy in the passenger seat. He doesn't die, even though there is a hole right in his forehead. They get mad and speed off. I continue down the road and I notice an intersection.

"For fuck sake! Will this dream ever end?" I ask myself and walk out in the middle of the road. "Oh well, I'll just make it end" I say and pull out my two guns. The glock one is empty, but the other one still has a few rounds in it. I start shooting at cars and hell breaks loose. Cars screech all around me as I shoot through their windshields. With a big jump I jump up on a bus and stand on the roof. I throw myself backwards, hoping the dream will end...

I am in a room with my cousins and I'm doing an experiment on Astral Projection. Apparently I'm doing it right now, and I'm making them hold up playing cards behind my head. I guess correctly all the time, but it takes a few seconds for me to recognise the card they're holding up. It's like I'm seeing them through a mirror. I can see a mirror on the wall infront of me. "Wait, we need a wall without a mirror" I say and look around. There are small mirrors everywhere.

Cool lottery
I've won a very weird lottery. A couple of wheels like in jack vegas are spinning infront of me, and the first one stops. It's a picture of a house and I can tell the category is "House-related items" The second wheel stops and there's a rooftile on it. The third wheel stops and a large triangular window appears. I get to see how it would look like on a house. It's just like The Sims. I can tell the window is very expensive and I think about selling it right away. A screen pops up, telling me to text message a certain code to a number. I try to remember the phone number but it disappears before I get a chance. I get anxious and asks if anyone had a chance to memorize the number.

Amount of sleep: Around 9 hours

Supplements before bed: Nothing

That's it! One of the longest dreams I've recalled that first one, pretty cool aswell! B6 tonight. Sweet. We'll see what my mind has in mind, höhö.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!