mickeyle

my uncle wanted to kill me. i jumped out of the balcony. i somehow realized its a dream and started flying, then falling again so i holded on what i could. when i looked into the windows around, there were familiar people inside.
i was lying on the washbasin with my legs in the bath, somehow straight. i was falling asleep.
two brothers from the king of shamans. the older gave the jounger one a skull, the jounger patted the head of the older one with it and turned his clothes to a drag.

(somehow, after beer my dreams are often clear, just like today). i went to shool, it was near. we went into somekind of theatre, there was suddenly panic. (this part is a little blurry)
it turned into a hospital, i was assisting patients as usual. i went downstairs and found a weird elewator, the kind builders use. it fell into the underground. someone saw me and said i wasn´t supposed to go there, they were going to kill me.
i was at home, the rooms were old and country-styled. people around started dying. i realised a bit later that i got a virus on me. car chase. my driver complained he doesn´t have license yet. i washed in the green river, because i was planning to sleep outside. i returned flying, because the house itself started to fly. i had to find things that i was wearing. i did so and burned them, since it was inside i closed two doors behind, although they were already starting to burn. everyone waited outside on a grassy field in some barrier because they´ve thought the enemy had a power to contol the fire.

i was on a boat. it was a nice sunny day. i wondered how many years has it been, since someone last cleaned the toilet there. there were traces of a woman, who probably lived there long ago.
we were in front of a big greenhouse. looked more like a church from glass, except there were trees and plans in it.
i was inside as a spectator. it was a big castle room, the people looked noble. one man with a beard came to another, much junger one while talking. he sturted choking him. when that didn´t work, he stabbed him with a stick or a knife and pushed him down. the others started kicking him.
the murderers were on a tropical island, having a barbeque party, no longer dressed nobly. one of the ghosts of 2 of their comrades, whom they probably killed on the way, wanted more cheese. he had big glasses.
meanwhile, the victim woke up (all bloody) and dissapeared.

the previous dream was wery dark, so when i was laying in my bed and deciding if i go turn the computer on, or just go back to sleep, i wanted to turn the lights on. it didn´t work, and as i was flipping the switch, my wish for light came true. i new this was a dream now. the light was beutifull, and it was falling in a completly different way than usual.i closed my eyes, changing the scene. with that, i lost my lucidity, because i was only mildly lucid.i went wandering to the places that offered free food, and tried to help my friend desining his add on a bilboard, met some agent looking guy on the way, and chewed apple bubblegum.

I was having sex with my old classmate, and then he said that he lost his precious picture book. I tried to make it so he would stay, but forcing him made me feel bad. we went looking for the book. I realized that i have to urinate. i didn´t wanna wake up, so i ended up on the toilet. i told myself "wait, what if its only a dream toilet, this could be bad" but it was too late. ( when i woke up, i didn´t wet the bed, luckily) so the feeling dissapeared, and i was dying. i was reborn into a baby, constantly hungry baby. suddenly i felt like drinking beer. when i´ve realized that i have to wait around 18 years to get it, i turned into a 40-year old fat man. so i walked into the shop and i ran into my friend from the previous life. He ran away (not that i blame him), but we chatted in the end.