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    1. Flying away from danger on a WoW mount

      by , 06-17-2011 at 08:39 PM
      I had another dream last night though, but it wasn't lucid. I did however fly and jump really high to get places, and didn't think twice about what I was doing or feel scared. Maybe my mind is becoming more comfortable with the idea of falling and flying. BUT! The most notable thing I wanted to mention, which was quite humorous, I was in an empty parking lot at ASU and some guy approached me and I could tell he was intending to mug me. So I summoned my drake mount and flew off, just like I do when menacing horde approach lol. I had played WoW a lot last night, I was trying to make it to lvl 85 before bed, but only got within a couple bars, so it makes sense it appeared in my dream. Especially summoning my mount because that's probably the one part of playing WoW that occurs a lot and is always exactly the same. It was weird how I summoned it though, it was almost like I pressed "x" on the keyboard to do it, but there was no keyboard... very odd.
    2. Serial Killer Chase Turns into Radical Street Sledding Experience

      by , 06-17-2011 at 07:52 PM
      The first part of the dream that I remember is being in the mall. We were leaving a hurry because I sensed that this guy was a serial killer and that he was following us. He was going to kill me because I didn't believe in God. Another man from the store ended up approaching me. He claimed that the government was going to be putting a chip in my brain, they had already done it to him and I was next. I assumed he was a schizophrenic and hurried to get into my mother's car.

      We, my mother and I, were leaving and we saw these kids getting busted. This cop started searching their truck for what seemed like no reason. They strted finding all kinds of pot and the cop was giving them a hard time calling them all sorts of horrible names and stuff acting like they killed someone. I remember her saying something about them getting their weed from Jamaica. We were waiting to get out of the parking structure and my window was down so I started to talk shit. There were a bunch of people around so I was being loud. The cop looked like Becky from my lab. I said, "Way to arrest people for delivering people's medicine. A law gets passed and then our bitch governor goes and delays it so sick people can't get the medicine they need, and now here you are ruining a couple kids lives and treating them like shit for deliveing what the law said shold be allowed." Everyone was cheering for me and stuff.

      Some guy walked up all pissed off and was giving me shit, telling me I'm a pot head. I told him I don't smoke weed because I have a busy life and put it behind me for that reason. He said he use to smoke weed too and us having to quit is proof that it's bad. I told him that some people are different, some people can smoke it once in awhile without smoking it every day. People are different. Just because he can't handle it doesn't mean it's evil and that no one else should get to use it. He got really pissed, and I felt threatened so we rolled up the window and pulled forward.

      We were trying to get out of this structure, but their were two cars blocking us, the first was backing up over and over and pretending to go forward and then stopping. A guy walked up and put a gun to our window. I started looking for another gun so I could prevent him from hurting my mother. Somehow I got one and I put it up to the window, aimed at his chest, and pulled the trigger. It just clicked. He started sticking his gun through a hole in the car door. I'm not sure what happened at this point, the next thing I remember is being in a back seat next to my mom with some crazy guy up front. He was apparently the true target of the police and since I had created a scene he didn't get caught. He was a serial killer. He said some garbage and I was extremely afraid. I felt like since I had to open my big mouth, now my mother's life was in danger. It was my fault. I was so angry at myself. I started searching for a way out I thought maybe this is all just a dream and closed my eyes in an attempt to collapse it, when I opened them I found myself outside and the vehicle drove away with my mother inside. I became more angry than I've ever been. I shouted, "Fuck this! My mom couldn't have been kidnapped, this can't really be happening! This has to be a dream!" I started slapping myself, trying to figure out if I was dreaming or not, I couldn't tell.

      I decided, dream or not, it didn't matter anymore. I had lost the most important person to me in my entire life and I had to get her back. I would do anything to do it, no matter how illegal. So I got in my vehicle and floored it after the car. I was going to kill this man. I got on the freeway, and began accelerating until I hit full speed. I was weaving in and out of traffic, but I couldn't find the vehicle anywhere. I went up a hill and then down. While going down I thought to myself, "I wonder if I could skate down this somehow..." All of a sudden I was riding one of those disks that you sled on in the snow. I was skating downhill on it, and would hit the uphill part right after and launch into the air. I began skating down this freeway at extreme speeds, down and uphills, jumping them when going back up. That's when I realized I was definitely dreaming. Not only because I was skating down the freeway on a sled (it would seem that should have been the duh moment) but because of the amount of air I was getting and the lack of pain caused by the fall from it. It did feel like my ankles were getting soar though, it was really weird, and that made me start to question it again haha. Basically I just continued skating until I woke up. Skating down the freeway at mach 5 on a sled disk is intense!
    3. Demonic Brothel

      by , 06-17-2011 at 07:47 PM
      I can only remember the dream from this morning I awoke at 10:30. The dream began on my way to tempe. I can't remember the details, the dream seemed to last a very long time. I remember being at a mistress bar/strip club type thing. I got a dance from a girl I knew, Kari. It was amazing. I was back in Tempe with my friends and we were about to end our vacation but we decided to go back to the bar one last time because we had coupons left. I had a coupon that was good for one of anything. I wanted a threesome with Kari and another girl. I felt a little uncomfortable about it at first because I really liked Kari and I thought she might think less of me if I was some creep buying a threesome. I decided fuck it, she's a stripper, if anything I shouldn't be even thinking of having a relationship with her. I got taken into a back room. There were a bunch of people back there, all getting stuff done to them. At first I was waiting a little bit, but finally a girl started sucking my dick. I remember asking where is my threesome? Apparently I was not getting it. The bar was ran by an older asian woman. I kept losing my balance for some reason, I was standing while getting the bj. The girl stopped and went somewhere else. There was a guy taking pictures of everyhting. He was taking close-ups of my dick. I saw Kari sitting on another guys lap. I felt jealous. I wanted a dance from her so bad. She then moved to another guy, there was something about this guy that I did not like. I got an evil vibe from him. Somehow he turned Kari into bacon. That's when everything went to shit. Apparently all of the women in this brothel were actually demons, and the spell imprisoning them as humans was broken. Women started transforming into these beasts so I dipped, unfortunatlely there was one chasing me. I was hauling ass thinking what the fuck, how can this be real, I must be dreaming. I thought ok if I am dreaming I can control this. Nothing changed. I slapped myself across the face while running to see if I could feel it. I thought I did feel it, but looking back the pain was dull. It made a slapping sound and sounded so real that it confused me. Doesn't matter anyways because immediately after a demon jumped on my back and took a bite out of my neck/shoulder. I could feel it, it fucking hurt. My vision tunneled out, and I woke up in a room with Jordan and Brandon. False awakening. They had all had the same dream, except it wasn't really a dream. We thought that maybe we were possessed now. Jordan claimed he felt smarter. I was still really confused and then I woke up.