The Meerkat's Lair

As always when I experience a dissapointement, life gives me a little consolation Although I didnt manage to LD again this night, I did beat my record of Most Dreams in a Night. 4 is now the record to beat

Dream 1: I am on a black street in my neighborhood. I know exactly what street it is, its close to the cycling road and the park. I go by bike sometimes. Anyway I see Philippe (again) who tells me to come play with them. There is also Justin, Olivier (the black one) and Amelie. Justin proposes we play a game where we have to press with our thumbs as fast as possible. It hurts.

Dream 2: I register in a class at school to learn more about and sing like Billy Talent. As I look for the classroom, I notice I am the only student of that class. Up a big set of stairs, M.Dugré and a female teacher are waiting for me. M.Dugré pulls out a weird paralelogramme with blocks inside. There is a single block missing. He asks me what the signification of this object is for the band. I have no idea. He sighs in despair.

Dream 3: The whole dream is centered around screamers. First we go to a park with a big screen. My mom tells there is a pikachu screamer here. I do like usual and hide my eyes and ears. The park has a new screamer every day, and for some reason we always come back. Later my mom convinces me to watch it as it is not scary at all. It isnt, really. After the creepy music that begins, all you see is a pikachu that falls next to a Marill. Not bad. Then the next time we go, the creepy music starts and everyone yells. But not me Im hidden. Then the park manager tells us that the daily screamer is cancelled before it scares kids (go figure). If you want to get your daily dose of being scared shitless, you must go to a huge manor at night. Nice. I decide to stay with my uncle but since its my dream and the plotline doesnt go forward if im not there () I still end up on a boat to the manor. As soon as we get there I feel like ive been there before, either with school or at Quebec with my family. Except now its pitch black outside. Luckily, the dream ends before I get the chance to go in. This was NOT a nightmare. It was a regular dream with the addition of something that would scare me in real life Had I watched one, it probably would have turned into a NM.

Dream 4: Short since it was at 7:15 in the morning. I am in the house when I see a big orange ball. Theres a big crack in it so I decide to put my head in it. I can still breathe through just fine. I walk around the house and watch out not to hit things. I also go on the patio and downstairs. Not long but counts as a dream

Ah, August 11/12 2010. A night I will remember for a long time. My first relatively long, satisfying, epic Lucid Dream. It is actually my second, but it means so much more to me as I discovered many things. I took my first steps as an oneironaut. I am a lucid dreamer. There's no stopping me now. Lets go back to the beginning of this great night with the non-lucid, shitty part.

I am on an action tele-series. Similar to 24. We are in front of a huge glass tower with big stairs and steps. There is a black car parked next to it which contains a mentaly troubled man. I engage in a conversation with his mother, who has short blonde hair. I ask her "Is he dangerous"? She answers no, or any other negative answer I cant quite recall. I sort of know im on a TV show since my sister is watching it in the living room. A big load of stairs is shown while different characters from the plotline chat about how hearing people talking yet not seeing them in a tv show adds to the effect. Weird.

Thn somehow I end up in a rollercoaster ride with the mother. The rails are blue and white, and it is only a few feet from the floor.. As we ride, the cart suddenly derails and we end up on the pavement. I yell to the other passengers that we are fine then ask the manager if it happens frequently. He says that this stuff happens regularly. I remember thinking "Nice and im going back to LaRonde with Alex soon. Now im too scared to ride stuff". I talk to a man on the front of his door and ask him why he doesnt like the crazy guy. I am having a red slush and I go yuck, hopefully its not cherry. It was actually strawberry. The man is having a Frosty (Wendie's) with a chocolate and peach flavour. I consider taking some. Then I turn around and see his wife with another Frosty.

Could have went in details but thats not the interesting part. Noone cares about Non-Lucids.

False Awakening. I am in my bed and next to me is one of moms shirts. It has a very special texture, which is why its a memorable shirt. I pick it up and try to find a spot to put it. Then it hit me. But much more softly then the first time. I wasnt like OH SHIT DREAM! It was more of a: I think im dreaming. Then, so I dont wake up from excitement, I pinch my nose and confirm my doubt. Instinctively, I feel like my eyes and my "Dream" eyes are still fragile. Im afraid I will wake up if I open them. So I get up, with my eyes closed, and spin. Then I disconnect enough to open and look around. Im convinced had I not done that, I would have messed it up. So im in my room. Yeah. Now what? Im gonna try flying! Yay! Jump, jump, jump...no liftoff. Damn it. I keep trying to jump until I can jump to the ceiling. But I fall back down. Then I remember about a thing where you would jump from something high. I jump off my bed. No luck. I consider jumping down the window but im too scared. So then I go "Wait a minute...Il just go through the wall, then outside, and then il have tons of space!" So I kinda feel with my hand if thats possible. The wall becomes gooey and covers the edge of my fingertips. I have just enough time to be amazed that I open my eyes and its over. Already . Next time I wil fly. For sure.