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Dream 1
I remember being on a long train open flat trucks I spoke to a girl I knew "Do you remember when we had a thing". There were loads of people fighting for no reason and I spotted an old guy he was black and wearing a shirt with a really small mohican. I started fighting him and loads of people started fighting, it was really dark and the train was at the station.

False Awakening
I was at the gate to college and one of the guards was checking my ID.

Side Notes
I've been wanting to fight in my dreams for a while so I'm glad I got this one.

I was lucid at one point and told someone. "I'm dreaming right now."

"No you're not."

"Yeah I am, look I can change my clothes."
I changed my shirt but I don't know if I was legitly Lucid or I was unlucidly? saying it.

Hotel Lucidfornia
Recall: 7/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm at some sort of festival/party where everyone is lucid, but we are still in the real world. As we walk to check into our hotel, I see subtle pyramid structures build into the buildings, and wonder if they were intentional.

We check into our room, which I'm sharing with Andre and his son. They go over to the wall, put the tips of their fingers against it and try to push it through. "If this is a dream, we should be able to push our fingers through the wall". I join them in trying to push my fingers through the wall. Not working for me, and before I can consider how to shift my attention to pull this off, Andre yells "I'm doing it". I look over and his hand is halfway through the wall. As I look closer, the wall rearranges it's self so his fingertips are no longer in the wall.

I say "This is how you put your fingers through the wall!", and begin to punch through the drywall. I lead with a couple of soft jabs to make sure I don't hit a 2x4, the unleash a series of left right punches until I have the whole section of the wall caved in.

When I turn around, I see our butler sitting there in a lawn chair. He says "Shall I put my dick in the wall sir?". I laugh and say "Whoa Geeves! At least wait until the party is rocking and we're getting our freak on!". "Very well sir" he replies.

Andre and his son leave the room and a zombie wanders in the open door. I lead it back out the door, then slam the door shut. THe zombie pounds on the door, and I notice there is a foot and a half gap on the bottom where there is no door. I drop down and punch the zombie's shins, breaking them so that it falls to the ground. Then the zombie tries to crawl under the door. I punch it's head until it gets crushed against the floor like a broken egg shell.

I look at the mess and figure the zombie and the hole in the wall will be gone when I return, since it's a dream. I head downstairs and everyone is gathering in the lobby. The hotel staff tells everyone to group up and give their cards to their partner. One person gets 5 fantasy type cards, and the other get a single boring card. I figure the 5 fantasy cards offer more possibilities for fun in a lucid dream.

Those of us with the 5 cards head to a vertical maze. The first 2 people attempt to bring their cards to the top, but die and turn into skulls that drop to the ground. I try next, and I too turn into a skull halfway through, but I don't drop. I can still move. I figure that was the trick, our partners had to so something before we coudl finish the maze, and mine had done it just in time

I am flying through a city either in a helicopter or just on my own, there are skyscrapers on either side of me, going as far in the distance as I care to pay attention to. there are people rioting in the streets below me. I believe they may be fighting zombies. the violence is thick, people are attacking with makeshift weaponry, I see one person using what appears to be using a railroad tie to smash what I hope is a zombies skull in.

I was at a festival. Our band had played and now it was decompression time. The festival was in a large field and on a rise above the field there was a pool set up for relaxation. I approached the field and there was a man and woman in the water. The man got out to make room for me but the woman stayed. I got in and the woman came over to me and sat in my lap. I liked it but knew my wife wouldn't. I saw a friend of ours, Abi, who dances for our band. She was making signals to me that my wife was coming. I lifted the woman off of me and put her down on the other side of the pool. At that moment my wife rode up on her bicycle. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong but also knew I just averted a disaster.

In which I try to hook up with a man I know...

Bizarre and vague stress/sex dream. I'll skip the details. I don't remember most of it anyway. I was on a date with a man I know who in real life I find very attractive but also obnoxious. We went into a dressing room and tried to have sex but it wasn't working out. I was secretly relieved because I didn't like him that much anyway.

My brother Jefferson, my Mom, and I are looking at a drawing done of a bunch of cartoon figures. Jeff's like, "I wonder who did that. Whose personality drew that?" Then I start rapping the chorus to the Method Man song "Tical." I'm like, "What's that shit that they be smokin'? Tical, Tical, Pass it over here now!"


*** Here again, I'm with family, looking at a picture: this time a drawing instead of a photograph. ***

The police are watching a house. There's a witch in the house and then there's a whole mob after her, an angry crowd. There's two warring factions and one guy got jumped and beat up by a bunch of folks. He got in his car and drove away, barely escaping.
There was one guy who was the leader of a gang. He reminded me of Avon Barksdale from The Wire. He was dividing up territory, assigning this one spot like, "Okay, you get this area. This is your turf."

I was with somebody who went up to a girl and asked her if she was an addict. I'm like, "That's kinda rude. Why'd you ask that girl that?"

I team up with a whole group of people to fight this ghost. We did some ghost-bustin'. And then I say, "That ghost got dealt with."

I'm with my cousin Jonathan and my brother Jefferson, and we're talking about bicycles. As we're talking about them, we are walking our bikes along a trail because there is a crossroads with a lot of sand. There is too much sand to ride through. Also, I see a bunch of pine straw. I think about picking up some pine straw to throw it, then realize we should not do that because we don't want to get in trouble. (?) Then we walk by a swimming pool and we're checking out some hot women laying out in their bathing suits. As we get to the pool, there's a crow who yells out like crows do. "Craw! Craw!"

We find a photograph somewhere that was taken just outside the laundry room of the Summer Drive house. Me and Jeff are showing Jonathan like, "Okay, this is my bike. And this was the old car. And there's the laundry room."

There's talk of making smores.

*** This is the second dream in five nights where I'm with someone, in both cases family members, and we're looking at a photograph and talking about it. I'm thinking this should be a dream sign for me. If I find myself looking at and talking about a photograph, I will do a reality check! ***

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

Germany had tested some kind of nuclear weapon. I saw a shoreline. The shoreline had received the nuclear blast. This shoreline was in some country other than Germany.

The United States was angry that Germany had tested this new nuclear weapon. They may have been planning to do something against Germany, like employ sanctions.

But suddenly the US was sending out a nuclear bomb to attack Germany. I saw the nuclear bomb blasting off. The missile was kind of short, either dark green or black, with fins at its back end and around its midsection, closer to the nose. The fire of the rocket was bright and papery.

The area from which the missile blasted off was kind of small, like a small construction area or movie set, although it was supposed to be an entire coast or country.

The missile may have blasted off from the west coast of the United States. I knew it was going to Germany. But I also knew that Germany was retaliating, sending a missile to attack the US.

But I thought that since I was in New York, I wouldn't get hit. New York was on the other end of the country closest to Germany, I thought. (This would, of course, be the reverse of the truth IWL.)

Dream #2

There were two pretty girls, maybe nineteen or twenty years old, in bed with each other. They may have been in a college dorm. But the room seemed more like a bedroom in a suburban house than a college dorm.

Both girls were kind of tall, skinny, and pale, with long, straight, light brown hair. The girls both wore colorful, long-sleeved sweaters and white, cotton, french-cut panties.

One of the girls lay on her back. The other girl climbed up and straddled the first girl's chest. She almost seemed to want to begin rubbing her crotch into the other girl's face.

Joe Pesci had hacked into arcade games and was using them to terrorize people like The Joker. I kept on running up a staircase into a room, then down a staircase. I would run up and somebody would be mean and say something trying to humiliate me. Then I would stop and then run back downstairs. I kept going in a circle.

It seems like we're visiting the Josts or they're visiting us, and we're all going out to eat at some picnic restaurant. Also I remember smoking weed in the dream. There was some guy there who for whatever reason did not like me. He thought I was the enemy or something. Dad asked me if I knew what country style ribs are. I said, "Yeah, they're boneless ribs, right?" And he said,"Well, sometime they're boneless."

I dreamed that Stevie was just a puppy, and also I dreamed that somebody popped my back and did something to me to where my bones were sticking up. Each of my collar bones was sticking up and it looked like I had wings folded on my back like wings of a bat. All my bones were popped out. It was pretty scary looking. It looked weird. I remember telling people and just not knowing how to explain it. Just like I don't know how to explain it now.

Laura Koperda was in another dream. So was Darryl from work.

I'm telling Carrie about me making my own custom trail mix.

This dream was about Roland. The Song of Roland, except I made up the story into my own story and I changed it a lot. In this version, Roland disses this other guy (Ganelon?), I don't remember what he said, but then the other guy says a Hail Mary. At one point there was some kind of monster that Roland got with his sword. The dream ended like "Take courage. Take up thy weapon and defend thyself."

Its earlry as crap out and the sun hAsnt even come out. I have a beer in hand and I take a swig. My head nurse from the army is there and he gives
me a disappointed look. I take another one and toss it in some shrubs and he me....

I remember having some conversation about the lOcation of different countries. Germany looked like it was to the south of us, but I didn't know where we were at the time.

I'm in a white room and some.cute girl walks in and were talking when this one guy who was in my bio class walks in and sits to the left of me. He stars smoking and it blows in my face and gets on my nerves. I apologize to the girl in advanced and left.

gets weird here

I'm in church and this girl has her leg right on my dick and asks me why is it always hard. I told her I'd try to relax it and tried to think about anything.

I find myself entering church again, and I'm remembering that I had a dream about my moms but I can't focus on anything else other than the fact that she's dead. Someone sends me on an errand and I wake up

I was an anime school girl with long blue hair, wielding a sword. At sunset, in a rest-house beside the beach, I was in a battle with a guy I didn't know. He threw me a sword shorter than the one I have, so I had two weapons, and he had one (a sword, too). We fought and I beat him. Outside, my allies waited for me (a guy and a girl). I walked to the shore and pierced my longer sword in the light-brown sand. I gestured my ally (the guy) to do the same. Then at a fast speed, we were flying above the water, but still touching the surface. Almost like swimming without kicking our feet, but not quite. My ally was just behind me.

The sea was blue, but as we got farther, it turned green. When we were near the horizon, the sun setting disappeared and was replaced instead with high dark-gray-colored walls. As I turned to swim back, it became night and I was no longer an anime school girl, I was me in flesh. Gradually, the dark water became a rough road. Then I was riding a motorbike. I wasn't sure if I was being chased or I was racing against some bikers. I at last arrived home. My mom, dad, brother, and sister were there.

In this dream I am not able to go to sleep or get any peace and quiet because I have neighbors who are playing really loud music and the music is really bad. Then Joe (from work) goes and tells the neighbors that they need to turn it off and they do. My brother Jefferson is also there and his old roommate, Brandon, and they're playing a video game. The dream ended with some word, "Mognodanous." I woke up with that word, which is a fake word that I guess I made up in the dream. (As an afterthought, it sounds a lot like monotonous) In the dream, my neighbors were from India.

In a different dream we're living in the Summer Drive house and I had just gotten home from school or work, and as soon as I get home I want to listen to my new song. I want to listen to it out in my car to see what it sounds like on those speakers. So I run outside to my car, but it's not my regular car, it's some sports car. I go to open the door and there's vines with thorns on them all over the car. I cannot get in. Then Jefferson comes over and says, "I need a clip." I don't know what that means. (now I see he meant like hedge clippers to cut the vines.) A neighbor then made a joke that went, "I got a clip", then he was making noises with his mouth like a machine gun. Then we're looking up at the roof of the neighbors' house across the street and there's water all over the roof. Then I remember me and Jeff and our neighbors from across the street walking down the street together talking. Jeff's telling them about the Ziemba family and how we've always been close to them. Also we were talking about me, Jeff, and Carrie, and what makes each of us unique, what we're all like. Somebody says that I have a crazy personality. Then Jeff says that Carrie is "the bad guy." And I say, "No, Jeff, I think you're the bad guy." (In reality, none of us are "bad guys.") The neighbor tells us not to worry about the water that's on the roof of his house. He says that's normal in this neighborhood.

I remember being in a library and I was looking for some book by Steven King, but I couldn't find it. Then I think maybe it's listed under a different name, cause I remember he had a different name that he wrote under. I don't remember what it actually was, but in the dream it was Richard Dodkins. So then I'm trying to look for that name on the shelves, and i still can't find it. There was a girl about my age, maybe a little bit younger, and she's talking to somebody who works in the library. She tells them that she's doing better, she's reformed, and that Jesus Christ is the One.

I think I was throwing TV dinners from a distance of about ten or twenty yards, throwing them into these slots like cubby holes. Just chunkin them. And then I remember heating one up and eating it, just eating my dinner. And somebody came by and asked if I was cooking my dinner and I was like, "Yep. Sure am."

Another fragment came to me. I remember trying to explain to somebody that in hip hop, in rap music, more than any other genre, songs are in minor keys instead of major keys.

I started remembering what happened the last time I went camping, and then I was singing the blues. I was just singing my heart out, yelling really loud, and getting really into it.
There was some altercation, not related, a dispute over something. Maybe money.

I was in high school, going to a dance like prom or a big party.

There was a Chinese man who was away from his family. He had to work for this international government. He was away, but finally he went home. And the first thing he did was, he pointed to a map and there was a baseball field on the map. And then suddenly he was there and he hit a home run on the first pitch. The crowd went wild. Everybody was celebrating and applauding.

Mark and David C. from work were both actors in a movie about a shark. I walked up and asked what the movie was. It was on the film set. And Mark made a joke that it was about an electric eel.

non-dream / dream / lucid

Provavelmente sonhei com isso pois conversei sobre vestibular e etc com a irmã da minha amiga ontem. Sonhei estar indo para o colégio "Energia" aqui da minha cidade, que tem um curso pré-vestibular com duração de duas semanas, como preparação para o vestibular mais difícil da região. Eu estava entrando no colégio normalmente, mas só depois me lembrei que não havia feito a inscrição. Continuei ali, torcendo para que não fosse descoberto. Aos poucos, meus amigos foram chegando (Enrique, Vinícius, Gabriel e Karina).
Todos sentaram ali por perto (Enrique na minha esquerda, Karina atrás). A primeira aula que teríamos era história, e percebi que o professor Wander havia raspado o cabelo, o que o deixou estranho. O quadro era extremamente pequeno se comparado com o quadro da vida real. Ele não devia der mais de meio metro de largura por um de altura. O professor começou a falar que o curso seria extremamente rápido e os conteúdos seriam apenas relembrados, visto que já tínhamos aprendido eles anteriormente. Começou a falar rapidamente sobre França e Inglaterra e mencionou algo como o Maradona ter sido convocado como rei da Inglaterra, mas renunciou (nisso, ele fez um gesto como se estivesse cheirando cocaína, como que satirizando o Maradona). No quadro, ele havia feito um risco vertical que separava o mesmo em dois, lembro-me de ele ter escrito "Inglaterra" (entre outros nomes) no lado direito e o circulado.
A servente vez por outra chamava algum aluno para conversar e entregar o material do curso. Eu estava com medo de ela me chamar (ou não) e eu ser descoberto. Então fiquei na minha e, para qualquer um que perguntasse, eu diria que estou apenas prestando atenção sem precisar anotar ou ler nada.
Quando a aula terminou, fomos para fora da sala e resolveram bater uma foto com o professor Wander; mas apenas umas 8 pessoas (contando comigo) resolveram ficar na foto. Lembro-me de estar no meio de todos, com Gabriel e Vinícius na minha direita e esquerda, respectivamente, usando a camiseta preta do terceirão do energia, e algumas garotas de moletom branco do lado deles. O estranho era que quem estava batendo a foto era o próprio professor Wander.

I remember being on some water that I thought was the Mississippi River, but there was more than one Mississippi River. I referred to them as "the Rivers Mississippi." All over the surface of the water, there were these slugs, or more like a cross between slugs and catfish. I was really shocked to see them and I was disappointed because that was not the way I remembered the river being. I wanted to swim, but I decided I couldn't because of that.

For either Christmas or my sister Carrie's birthday I was going to get her a poster of some sort. I had the container to fit the poster in and had to choose what kind of poster to get, but I couldn't find anything that I thought was a good idea.

My Uncle Fred was wearing an orange vest and a hard hat and he was talking about going back to college.

I'm riding down Langley with Jeremiah from work. I'm driving my car, but somehow I'm driving it from the back seat. I decided that was dangerous, so I needed to pull over to get in the front seat to drive. I pull over at the Circle K on Langley and I see my Dad in the parking lot of the Circle K. He's all upset, and he looks like he was crying. When I pull up, seeing him upset makes me upset. So he says that he was just thinking, "I'm glad my son isn't like this."

There's a scene where somebody who seems like he's in the mafia is trying to get this guy to admit to something, but he won't. He can't get him to talk. Then there's something scary like miniature monsters and the mafia guy is stacking them up like lincoln logs. The other guy is getting more and more scared until he finally says, "Okay, okay! I'll tell you."

The first thing I remember, when I was just going to sleep, was a giant banner like a flag split with three colors. It was orange, and blue, and red. That's all.

At some point during the night I remember looking at a photograph with my Mother, and she was saying, "Hey, this is the same place here in this picture as what we saw yesterday." There was a gate, a wooden fence that was painted white. It somehow looked kinda like the Mississippi River scene, and she was like, "This is how it used to be." Yeah.

I just remembered that at the part about the river with the catfish-slugs, I was flying over the river. But I didn't even realize I was flying. It was like my vision was a movie camera on a crane being swung over the water. And that was normal for me. Faulty logic.