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    1. Should Have Explored. November 22nd, 2011

      by , 11-26-2011 at 08:19 AM
      Finally Lucid! Yowza! Holy balls, is that realistic!

      'Bout durn tam!

      Anyway...

      First, I had this dream where I was driving all around my neighborhood and the highway, but I was driving from the passenger seat, and I was having a hard time reaching the pedals and controlling the car. I kept crashing into things, and driving the wrong way and stuff. I knew I was causing trouble and everything, but I was in that state of mind where you're just like, "Shit, I don't even care right now. Killed your child? That's too bad. Fuck it." Eventually I caught the eye of a police officer, and he puts me in hand cuffs not because I was being arrested, but because He didn't want me trying to fight him or something.

      Then, I was at this art gallery with my mom, and there was a lot of vivid art all around. I only vaguely remember this one abstract painting of a little boy, and this one painting which was just an empty canvas with a dent in the middle of it as if someone punched it. It was on the floor on this stand that allowed it to stand on its corner. I remember tripping on something and hitting it by accident, and I was relieved that no one saw me.

      Then I was at this restaurant/hospital with the cast of It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia. While I was sitting on these waiting steps with Frank (Danny DeVito), he was destroying everyone's jackets and shoes. Then when we got to the front desk, there were two doctors we were talking to. They were both girls, and one of them was very attractive, but she had really low self-esteem, and thought she was ugly. Dennis, who was suddenly there, decided that he was going to take advantage of this doctor for sex. He told her that he would "pay for another check up with some extra for 'the rest'." When we were about to leave, I couldn't find my shoes because Frank destroyed them. Everyone was yelling at me because I was taking so long, but I tried to tell them it wasn't my fault. Eventually we all left, and I was suddenly in this bay with Charlie and Frank. The we were pretty close to the shore, and you could see a bridge in the background. The water was very bright and rainbow-colored. Charlie and I were making fun of Frank because he was seeing everything in a really weird way. For instance, I think the water was rainbow-colored because that's how he saw it. Also, Frank was straddling this wooden board, but because of the way he was seeing things, to him, the board looked like it was curved (like if he was sitting on a water noodle).

      Suddenly I was in this room, and it was DE that it was sort of a doctor's office as well. It looked like my room, but the carpet was maroon, and there was only my bed, another bed on the other side of the room, and a door where one shouldn't be. It looked like the far side of the room went on forever. Suddenly, I was lucid. All this time doing reality checks and I get a spontaneous lucid dream. I did do some reality checks to make sure, however. I looked at the clock and noticed that it was 10:09. I knew that this was a real time (although the nine looked funny), so I looked at my hands, and noticed I had six fingers on my right hand. I took all of this very calmly, and didn't freak out at all, which is good. Also this dream was very realistic. Now I know what others are talking about when they say they confuse it with waking life. The other one and a half lucids I've had were really fuzzy. With this, I thought I was already awake. Anyway, I noticed a notebook on my bed. I looked at it, and it was DE that it was supposed to be a variation of my dream journal. When I started reading, I started losing lucidity. In the notebook were poems, and one of them was supposed to be about how life is meaningless, and it started out, "It is sully that Thanksgiving is a lifetime." I don't remember the rest, except for lines here and there that had things like, "s(eui.)ia" which I just figured was Latin or something, and I thought, "wouldn't it be something if I woke up and found out that these were real Latin words?" I thought the poem was really good so I went to write it down so I would remember it, hoping it would be there when I woke up. When I was about to start writing, I snapped to my senses and my lucidity came back. I tried to make the hot nurse from the other dream appear, but I was impatient, and I didn't use good technique (turning around, turning back) so I figured that I had no control in this dream. I walked over to the other bed and flopped down. Since there was nothing left to do, I chose to try to have an out of body experience from the lucid. I felt the vibrations of sleep paralysis while still in the dream, and when I was actually awake and laying there waiting for sleep paralysis, it had already passed. Silly me should've just explored the dream.
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    2. November 19th?, 2011

      by , 11-26-2011 at 08:13 AM
      Pulled a few all-nighters here and there, along with sleeping out, so I haven't recorded many dreams. I have three entries that I need to write down though.

      Don't expect good detail or anything. Probably won't remember these too well by now anyway. These will probably just be quick summaries.

      First, there was this part where I was with some people from school. Ephraim was there. We were at a tennis court, and I remember this one part where Eprhaim, Donovan, Nick and I did this group beat box thing.

      One dream had this crazy lady, and I was in her house. She owned a bunch of these realistic-looking dolls, and she left the room, leaving me alone with them. I noiced there were security cameras all around the room, hidden among all of the dolls. This freaked me out.

      Then, I was in my backyard with Ashley, her boyfriend, and some of her friends. We had ordered a trampoline, and a keg. I suggested that we move the trampoline further away from the porch just in case our parents get home. I get frustrated because no one is listening. So I take one of the kegs out front, which looks nothing like my house, and I take it to the curb where this guy is. The guy is a construction worker who recently lost his wife. The dream then cuts to this tribute song he made for his wife with a bunch of co-workers. The song is in a video game (Rayman) on one of the hardest levels. Then I almost accidentally let this little kid drive. Weird stuff.

      There was also this dream where Anthony and I were going on this really long road trip. We were driving a school bus. We pulled up to this one store in like Tennessee or something to make a pit stop and I see Jenn and Kate there, and I remember thinking something like, "What are the chances?" Debbie was there...somewhere.