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Eating things

There is more to this dream, but I'm having a bit of trouble remembering it.

Anyway, I am either at my brother's house or on vacation. We are going to eat, and I start eating roofing shingles (or something like that. It may have been tarpaper.) I stuff a few of them in my mouth, chew them and swallow. They taste awful, but I'm hungry and somehow I either don't think there will be anything else to eat or I'm enjoying it in some way. Then I move on to cardboard. I eat a lot of this.

Then my family shows up with some real food. I think that perhaps the roofing material and cardboard might actually make me sick, so I decide to dilute the junk in my stomach with real food.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am at a cafe, having just paid for my beverage. The lady at the counter gives me my change, which consists of several notes and coins, making me realise that I must have paid with a large amount of money. I remember that I do not have any money in real life though and become lucid. Pretty much all I remember from this point is sitting myself down, making a lady appear and just talking to her.

I woke up this morning to no recall, only to look through my DJ and see this scribbled down:

Went through some obstacle course, sitting a bench in gym hallway (school) talking to some kid asking what my powers are. "I'm really fast and strong and I can turn into a vampire and be even faster and stronger" I told him.

lol... I don't remember writing that I think the vampire thing is from reading the Rosario+Vampire Manga these past couple days

Shaky recall continues. Let's move on to the classic of the day.

Sam Farha's Gas Station
Date: December 5th, 2009
Lucid: No

So yeah, I was in front of a gas statiion. There was Sam Farha (a poker player), who seemed bored. He was with a buddy of his. He also seemed to be the owner of the place. They went inside the gas station. I decided to follow them.

I would have wanted to ask Farha, whether he'd want to coach me (I played poker back then), but as I was closing them in they turned into couple of my old school friends. I am a bit disappointed at how I can miss such an obvious dreamsign. The buddies went to sit at a table and I joined them. The other one instantly asked:
"Jakro, what do you think, do you think I should win the Entrepreneur of the Year of Orivesi -Award?"
"Umm... I don't know, I haven't really followed entrepreneurs in Orivesi, but if I had to vote, I'd vote for you", I answered. Good answer, man.

The waitress brought us the menus. Other one of the guys had a clear idea about what he'd order, apparently he had been there before. It was some kind of tabasco or something, that he ordered. I on the other hand wondered whether I even have money to buy anything. I dug out my wallet and had a memory, that I'd have 30 € there. But no. Woah shit, it was loaded with monies! I even tried to count it, but there was too much, so I just concluded that I had no worries about that.

However, this got me paranoid, as everyone saw my wallet overflowing with money. I started to fear for pickpockets and couldn't relax. Mo' money, mo' problems. Another worry I had was that I couldn't remember why I was there. I figured out I was going to some meeting, but I didn't know when it was, and probably not where either.

"I'll order soon", I announced to others, "I'll just have to make a call." I tried to find some guys number on my phone, but there wasn't any. I even accidentally connected internet and then somehow thought I was calling somewhere.

In the end the call didn't happen and somehow I ended up in the internet, but not with my phone. It seemed like I was at my own computer. The site I was on seemed suspicious and I was remembering something about some scheming going on in these kinds of sites. I noticed that there was an email from the guy, whose number I earlier was looking for. The title of the mail was: "Details about da meeting." I'm not kidding, 'da' was used constantly in the e-mail's content as well. Seeing this, I decided that fuck it, I'm not going to any meeting.

I thought about rejoining my buddies to eat, but in the end I somehow teleported to home. In my home's yard there were two, huge dogs. I didn't know them and they were barking like hell. The situation seemed threatening. There was also a third dog, but it seemed non-threatening. My mom just shouted to the dogs a bit and they retreated.

I enter my dream inside of my school. Everything was like it should be, but people were gathered in the gym and they seemed excited. I enter the gym and start to ask people why they are excited and find out that all of the people in our school is moving to a different school. Next thing that I know, I am in an airport. I see people ahead of me getting their tickets to get on a plane to leave. I get handed my ticket and board the plane. There were two planes, and I had gotten on the first one. When everyone was on, we tried to take off, but failed because we didn't have enough room to get enough speed. Immediately we start to look for another place to take off at that would be longer. Everyone decides to go onto a highway. We somehow manage to get onto the highway-my dream turns into third person so I can see the plane. It was plain white with a couple of windows on the side. While on the highway, we start to take off once again, but we can't because of traffic on the highway. I then wake up.

I was at some random place with ST. He was trying to convince me to hang out with him for some reason. I told him fine. Nothing else happened, but I wondered why he would care to ask me.

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I was in some dungeon/cathedral-like stone building, in the corner of a stairwell. I had brought this random dun colored horse there, and it was hitched to the wall. I was trying to do something to it, but the dream faded.

Red Lobster seems to be on my subconscious a lot lately... Probably because I used them as a reference for one of the restaurants I applied to...and when that restaurant called them, they were told it had been too long since I had worked there for them to give a reference for me (only 2 years). So I didn't get that job - and I guess my subconscious mind just hasn't gotten over that. But this dream ended up being an exact play by play of me confronting my general manager LeeAnn about this happening.

I walk up to the front doors of the Red Lobster I used to work at. I look at the sign at the right of the door that displays the name of the general manager who works there. LeeAnn's name is still there - good. I go inside and look to see if I can find her. The layout is definitely different than what I was used to when I worked. I spot LeeAnn in the doorway to the kitchen. She has an apprehensive anxious look about her, which tells me she probably knows why I am here. But unlike on the phone, she can't exactly ignore my presence. She sits down with me at one of the empty tables.

"How are you?" I ask her.

"I'm good. Look. I have to cut down right to the chase. I can't give you a reference from me. It's been too long since you've been here."

"It's only been two years though," I say, "I wanted to transfer to a Red Lobster where I live now, and I couldn't find any that were accepting transfers. So I applied to Best Buy and was hired there. I've been with them for two years, but I've always wanted to go back to serving. Now that I had that opportunity, I couldn't get hired because you guys refused to give me a reference!"

"Yeah, the other managers told me they get a lot of reference calls about you though."

"Why does that matter? To be honest, I know I was a great employee. I gave you 2 MONTHS notice when I left. I never made any trouble for you and always did a good job."

"Well, why get back into serving again?" she asks.

"Because it's the best pay for the time spent working that I can get right now. Not only that - you get to interact with many different people and it's never boring. It's fun, and not monotonous whatsoever."

She laughs, "You are so passionate about it we should get married!"

We get up and walk together, down a corridor and into a seperate room. There is a queen bed in the middle and I can see my friend Brittany laying down in it. She makes a joking comment about how me and LeeAnn better not be having sex. LeeAnn gets out a piece of paper and asks what I want her to write for a reference letter. She ends up writing down a list of good qualities I have. I don't remember what exactly they were. I just remember that I wasn't too impressed - but it would do.

Brittany speaks up to her, "Don't forget to sign it for him!"

She quickly signs it and then hands me the slip of paper. I feel accomplished right before I wake up.

I float up out of bed, and fly like a rocket to Kukulkan.

I land on top of the pyramid and transform into my jaguar god self.

[IMG]http://www.gothambynight.com/scion/Tezcatlipoca.jpg[/IMG]

I AM TEZCATLIPOCA!

I am the GOD OF WAR AND DEATH. I AM JUSTICE, IF I FEEL LIKE IT.

I AM THE GOD OF THE SMOKING MIRROR.

LOOK UPON YOUR EVIL, WEEP AND MOURN, O YOU OPPRESSORS.

There are three or four Chaos Mages wearing various colored robes in a semicircle floating in the air, in kneeling positions, chanting "TEZCATLIPOCA IS GOD. JUARGAWN IS GOD. JUARGAWN IS TEZCATLIPOCA. JUARGAWN, JUARGAWN, JUARGAWN!"
It seems there are supposed to be 8.

"Right on, bro's!" A woman Chaote stands up, and smacks my face, then kisses me. She has black hair and violet eyes. I laugh.

"Stop trying to banish me!" she says.

I smile at the Chaos Mages, and offer them dragonfruits. They eat these and turn into different colored dragons. They seem to go mad with the dragon power, and fly across the countryside, terrorizing the populace.

I turn the pyramid into crystal, and invoke the entities of the Crystal Skulls. My mind implodes. I feel like I am everything and nothing. I am at peace. I am at war. there are no words the feeling the fullness of The Void gives me.

I was watching curious George. I was George, apparently. Me and my chaperone walked into a bowling alley in what seemed to be some sort of square or park in an urban town.

I was now myself. My chaperone turned into some scruffy convict-looking type wearing black and brown. We were sitting at a table inside of the bowling alley. He was looking at screen, it looked like a GPS on an iPad-like device. I was watching a red pulsing dot on the screen, over his shoulder. It was getting increasingly closer to our location.

"Fuckers' trackin' us," My scruffy companion announced. They're tracking us? Seems more like the other way around.

"Come on, we might be able to delay 'em." He says.

I followed him out the door. It was evening now, and there was a man waiting for us on a long motorbike with some sort of cabin, it was like a cross between a mine cart and a motorcycle. He forced us in, and drove off, with a strange respect for the road laws, even though he looked like a gangster.

"Best paying job yet," The driver commented. "CIA paid me six hundred million to get you guys, eh?"

Half way to my house, I was transitioned to a van with my family in it. We were still going the same way.

One long wait at a light later, we arrived at my house, with a government van behind us. We parked in the driveway, and my eyes rose to the sky, full of stars and still red from sunset. There was something weird about it. There seemed to be a giant planet in it. What planet, I wondered. I examined what I could see out of the windshield. It was earth, I noticed. I could just barely make out Mexico.

I considered Earth for a moment. A bit odd, I thought. Is this a dream? No, it cant be... Oh, wait, except it is! I realized, and with the energy of sudden full lucidity, I burst out of the car door and ran around in my family's yard with my brother and father. I came across a mound of dirt that was not there in waking life, under a fully leafed tree, though it was winter.

"Anchor dream," I cheered. My father snickered at this. I looked around the yard.

I decided to run out into the road and talk to some DCs. It was suddenly morning. I saw several friends from my school roaming the streets. They didn't live here. I met a friend near a tree.

"Hey, guess what?" I said.
"What?"
"I'm in a dream! But not in your head, my own, so it doesn't matter that I'm telling you this!" I laughed.
They rolled their eyes.
"Anchor dream!" I yelled at them. I then ran off down the road.

The dream shifted into me standing in a line of students somewhere in the second level of my school. I was still lucid. I threw the assorted objects I had in my hand aside into assorted machinery, nobody cared but the guy behind me, be cause he was trying to steal some of it. I stood in line for a while until I figured something out.

"Oh wait," I said. "Screw this. Anchor dream." I walked out of the line, around some machinery, and into the next room. A teacher had given me papers as I passed, I threw those aside, too. I scattered all over the left side of the next room, which was only storage. I proceeded.

This room had three teachers trying to stop me inside. They were maneuvering around a pile of boxes.

"Is there somebody you need to see?" One of them asked, still trying to get to me.
"Nope," I pushed past them.

I now came into a similar, but larger room. It had large windows for me to jump through, but before I could reach them I awoke suddenly, too awake to DEILD, but I felt satisfied.

Dreamt I met a dude (or were there two?), half an old chump, half a celebrity, who invited me up to two girls for celebrating the birthday to one of them. I joined, and as it happens it was my birthday as well. And i told them, cheering with my arms. We ate pizza. I awoke. Her name was Birgitte. She was light african. There was no sexual tension. Life went by as we compared our dispositions. We would have never been able to stop it anyway. And if we did, what then? Would've made no sense. Life is what goes by. We are spectators of our own assimilation.

I had a lucid dream last night after a dry spell.

Dream:

I can't remember where I was, but I lifted up something and saw two black widows. One was really big and the other was smaller. I watched them for a moment. Then I started to notice that one looked strange. It looked more like a stuffed animal than a real spider. It suddenly dawned on me that I was in a dream, that finally something odd had triggered lucidity!

The first thing I did was to fly up in the air. I enjoyed the feeling of the wind moving against me. Then I remembered what I had been thinking before bed--that if I had a LD, I would eat something really good, because in real life I am on day 6 of a juice feast, and I know in the past I have used LDs to satisfy desires for foods I am not eating IRL.

So I flew down and saw a fridge. I opened it hoping for something really tasty to be inside. I was disappointed to find that it had mostly condiments and a doxen eggs. Finally I willed something to appear..and there on the top shelf was a plate of cheesecake. I grabbed the plate and put a piece in my mouth. It was lemon cheesecake with a layer of solid dark chocolate on top. I was quite happy that this is what appeared. I stuffed piece after piece in my mouth. I was a little disappointed that my sense of taste was less than normal. But all in all it was satisfying.

Before finishing the plate I decided I wanted to fly again. So I took off. Above me I could see clouds. It had been a while since I had flown up to the clouds. I kept flying as fast as I could and finally entered the cloud. For a few moments I couldn't see anything. Then I popped out in a space in the middle of the cloud. The space was like a cave becasue I could see a place to exit the cloud on one side. So I flew up and through the hole and saw to my excitement that I was about to come up to the top of the cloud. The sky had light but was dimmer than sunlight. I realized that it was light from the full moon. I couldn't have been happier.

So I burst out over the top of the cloud and could see the whole top of the cloud glowing in the moonlight. I flew over the cloud for a while, then I wished I could just lay on the cloud, so I tried. I found that the cloud felt like a fluffy sheepskin blanket. I rolled around on it for a while. It was quite warm and so comfortable. Finally I rolled to the edge and hung my head over and looked down. I then let myself roll head first down off the cloud and enjoy the sensation of falling.

And that's all I remember.

I was at school, and everyone was gathered in the cafeteria. There were criminals holding the school for ransom. It was gloomy outside, dark rainclouds were gathered above the school, but withholding their rain.

At some point a layer of roof slid away, revealing another identical layer, but with a bomb attached to it. Somehow, I went up to the ceiling twenty feet above me to examine it. Nobody cared. It was all black; even the wires. The actual bomb was just a black, rectangular box. I went back down. Still, nobody cared.

One teacher that I vaguely remember seeing ever so often in the hallway approached me. I can't remember anything about them.

He or she said something along the lines of, "Sneak outside, and alert a super-assassin-marine-with-amazing-skills about whats going on. And take these guns." He or she gave me five different types of guns. I noticed in them an SMG and a sniper longer than I was tall, for some reason decorated with desert camouflage. I managed to take them all, and casually went out the cafeteria door, carrying them with me. The marine-soldier-mabob was leaning against the corner of the cafeteria, equally casually. He was also, for some reason, wearing desert camo. I helped him get his gear on, and as I was doing this, I realized with amusement that the sniper was taller than him, too. I wondered why he would need a sniper.

Once we were done with that, he went back in. I took shelter behind a random pile of rubble I found. I saw students and administrators looking through the window at me with confusion. I gestured for them to be quiet. After a while, the door opened, and the criminals, I saw, were put into potato sacks, two to a bag, and had to hop out with the marine thingamadoodad. They still didn't seem to care, and were glad to hop out. Then everybody lived happily ever after, the end.

They're not at the ame time, but not at the same time, either. Also, massive DJ post wave incoming.

Fragment one:

It was daytime, and I seemed to be traveling on a highway, in a car either empty of full of people I didn't recognize. I was in the back. We, or I, was on a highway surrounded by pine trees. The light outside suggested that it was noon, I cant remember whether or not it was cloudy. I, or we, were driving under a suspension bridge, far to big for the highway. I remember thinking, 'I need to remember to have a lucid dream tonight.' My subconscious comes up with the most obnoxious irony.

Fragment two:

I was dreaming that I was in Skyrim, nothing new there. I was in a completely white town, almost at the top of a mountain. If you have seen Skyrim, you could probably imagine what it looks like.

It looked like Dawnstar, but with a different layout. The village was then attacked by the Shatterer form Guild Wars 2 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUVLclPDCBE). Geez, I'm a nerd.

Anyway, I dealt with that, I can't remember many details, but I won.
Then another lame-looking dragon I didn't recognize with grayish skin attacked the just the village chapel, so I went in, and somehow dealt with it. It may have flown off.

Then I walked around the town and did some stuff, talking to people who didn't seem to notice two giant dragons attacking their town. Typical game AI, I suppose.

Cay's Dreams
I'm typing this on my Kindle and it's proving difficult, so bear with me.

Dream 1
Involved a friend of mine being murdered. Largely personal.

Dream 2
Lucid, but so confusing I couldn't get a thing done. Someone was trying to construct a larger-than-life-size game of Angry Birds in my yard.

Dream 3
I was again in a system of tunnels, a theme in my dreams only on attempt nights- maybe someone's broadcasting strange signals? Anyway, I was accompanied by the main character of the manga Berserk, Guts. The tunnels appeared to be natural caves, with torches mounted few and far between. The occasional Orcish watchman was bludgeoned by either Guts or myself from behind. I guess we were looking for a dungeon complex deep inside the mountain containing the other members of Guts' party.

I do not remember it all that well.
I was living in a trailer in a poor neighborhood. Before that I had been traveling or something with friends. There was some sort of villian. All of that is unclear.
I left the trailer and went into the forest that was behind it. It was huge and there was a thick fog all the time. It was very dim. There was sand and dunes like at the beach, but with trees rising out of them. I slid down the dunes, and at one point I was riding a bicycle down them.
Sometime after that, I found myself driving a jeep across the countryside. It was like a video game in that there were few obstacles and I could pretty much drive anywhere. At one point my father was in the jeep with me. I told him how nice it was that I could pull off 360 degree turns, unlike in my car. I drove up a mountian and met with some children and for some reason we dug up and ate dinosaur bones.