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Dream - Lucid

I was in my old apartment, in the bathroom. I had a record player and some old CD's I was playing on it. I think I was trying to play an old Eiffel65 CD. Everything was dark, and the remote for my record player wasn't working. I wondered to myself what made me want to live alone again, since I had moved home because I didn't want to live alone. I tried the remote again, and it tried to make me enter a password on the digital screen of the player. I didn't know the password. I left the apartment, and tried to call my mom because I was lonely. I got some weird hold music and a weird pre-recorded hold message. I saw many people in beds as I was going down the stairs. I had to step over them, because it seemed like their beds were just kind of in the middle of nowhere. I remember one of the sleeping people being an old friend, Alex.

~

I was shopping for bargian Christmas decorations and ornaments for my mom. I found a few, but they were ones she had bought and returned because she ended up not liking them.

I was then in my house, looking at these things through the glass of one of our cupboards. I asked my mom some questions about them, asking if she had previously had this blue Christmas decoration that lit up. It had big, blue stars and a cartoonified Santa on top.

Then, my mom started trying to come on to me? (Fucking WEIRD), and asked me if I was a lesbian. I told her no, I was 100% straight. Then, she admittid she was a lesbian. WTF MOMENT. I was dumbfounded.

Then, I was at this scavenger hunt thing with a group of sorority girls, the leader of whom was an old friend I met when I lived in the dorms, Nicki. I was holding a cute little handbag with a swirly, multi-colored 70's pattern on it. A girl asked me how to open it, because she didn't know how. The prize for the scavenger hunt was gaining access to some secret sorority information, which I didn't care about. I was just doing the hunt to humor Nicki. We went around for awhile, finding hints and such, when I saw my mom and one of my female professors (who is very butch-looking in waking life) trying to attach some sort of tag onto a magent on a refrigerator, proclaiming that my mom was a lesbian. They were having trouble with it, and, with tears in my eyes, I helped my mom attach the tag to the fridge. It was like an ID tag, saying she was gay. I went into the next room, and my mom was laying on a couch. I was very upset with her. I yelled,
"You're not my mother!", and she didn't say anything.
I wasn't upset because she was gay, I was upset because she had hid it and tried to cover it up for so long. I was upset because she wasn't being true to herself. I asked her
"Why did you even marry dad?", to which I recieved no reply. She just gave me a solemn look.
Then, my dad appeared in place of my mom, saying that a divorce would be too expensive or something along those lines.

~

I was in some sort of videogame similar to Little Big Planet. I was skateboarding up some obstacles, and kept having to restart because I kept falling back to the bottom of the course. I got to this huge, blue slide, and took a carpet-type thing and slid down it. Someone I knew from high school, an obese guy, was trailing behind me, saying that he could go faster if he wasn't so big. I was flying down the slide, having a great time.

I then figured out that my cousin was going to Germany, and taking Belle, my kitten with her for a 2 week trip. She was going to take her as a carry-on on the airplane. I had apparently agreed to let her do this, because she didn't want to go alone. I had told her that Belle was very "travel-friendly" (she's not at all in waking life). I remembered telling her this when we were very young. I regretted this decision.

Then, I was in the car with my mom, going to our house. I was crying and very upset about her taking Belle, because apparently, she had come to get her already and was gone. I tried to deny ever letting my cousin take her, but my mom told me that I had already agreed to it. I told her I wanted to change my mind, and I wanted Belle back. Nothing worked. I then figured out that they probably wouldn't let the cat over there anyway for some reason.

I started to wake up, but my head screamed "I'M DREAMING! I'M DREAMING!", but I thought it was too late. I was then back in the dream, in my room. I examined my right hand. I counted 6 fingers. I flew around a little bit, frantically thinking about my dream guide. I went down into the kitchen, and wanted to find the young black man from my previous LD. I told him to appear in the broom closet. I opened the door, and he wasn't in there. I then yelled
"Dream Guide, APPEAR!"
Nothing happened.
I started trying to float up through the ceiling, thinking about how easily I could fly in LDs now. I broke the celing, and saw lots of insulation. I floated back down, examined my hands trying to prolong the dream, but I inevitably woke up.

~

I was at work, at another location we had apparently opened up. I wasn't working, just observing. It was all men who were working there, and all they were serving was cold coffee drinks and food. No hot coffee. I saw a nasty kitchen that was visible to the public through glass. I saw a little black girl, and she started telling me about how she didn't want a grilled cheese because it had so much stuff on it. I asked her what she got, and forgot what she said. She said something about her daddy buying her houses. I answered her and turned around, and a girl in line thought I was talking to her. I told her I wasn't.

Then, Andrew, a man who used to work at the shop in waking life, told me they could used my help. I said ok. I looked behind the glass and saw this nasty machine that squirted mayo on sandwiches. I gagged.

Then, I was apprently on break from work, and trying to clock back in. I saw a touch-screen computer station to clock in on, and entered my number to clock back in, and this little mechanical arm with a small arrow-point on the end emerged. It started to prod and poke my hand. It didn't hurt, but felt very uncomfortable. When it was done, it said on the screen "SPECIMEN RECOGNIZED".

Then, I was in the car at a stoplight of an intersection. My friend, Jase, was in the car in front of me. He was talking on the phone and smoking a cigarette. The car was red and submarine-like. He was trying to turn, but was very close to my car. I ignored him, when I felt someone hit my car. Apparently, Jase hadn't been paying much attention to the road. I looked up, and Jase was wrecked into my car and a jeep. The jeep was totaled. The guy inside, who was about our age, looked very annoyed. We all pulled over, and I put my emergency lights on. Jase apologized to me, and I looked at my front bumper where he had hit me, and there was nothing more than a scratch. I told him it was fine. I thought that I was probably going to be late for work, but I didn't care too much.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

22:30

“The tourist” meets “Indiana Jones” meets "An Adventure"
I’m inside an alternative version of the movie “The Tourist”. The cover of the agent played by Angelina Jolie is blown. I am the guy played by Johny Depp. She meets me at some back alley when she is being chased by two bad guys. We fight them but we lose and we are kidnapped.
I then get out of the body of the guy and I am just my own self. I follow them into some tunnels of mines. Like in Indiana Jones, I am on one of those cars on tracks, going deeper and deeper into the mine. I end up on some gallery which opens above some big cave, with openings to a cliff over the sea. I am being helped by the kids from a Portuguese book collection loosely inspired on Enid Blyton’s books. At least, the group resembles the one from those books, although the only DC which is really clear to me is the geeky guy.
We come up with a plan to pretend we are ghosts – making sounds, dropping things on the bad guys, etc – hoping to confuse them and scare them away. It has some effect, but it is the police, which ends up arriving, who captures them. Meanwhile the parents of the kids came along with the police and the kids fear their reaction for having got into such dangerous situation. But the police calls them heroes so the parents go easy on them.

Running tests
Fragment of a strange LD which started as a thriller and which I use to run some tests on the power of genius intuition vs. logic reasoning for solving a case and the effects of love and passion over something else.

1:50

Stray dogs
With my dad walking a street. We see a stray dog who seems lost and is walking dangerously in the middle of the road. My dad says he wants to turn some other way, because he can’t watch if the dog gets hurt. I say that we should help him. I run to middle of the road, but the dog runs away from me, not facilitating the rescue. There are cars coming, so I decide to teach him in 10 seconds to fear the road. I scream and scare him away from there. He only feels safe from me when he is on the sidewalk. I hope it will help him in the future to stay out of the road. Then I get on a bus with my dad and we see some lady attending to some other dog who has been hit by a car. It has his guts out, so I don’t think he’ll survive. I tell my dad we can’t avoid meeting with violence or death, even if we try, so it’s better to just face it in the eyes and do our best to help those in danger.

3:00

Deceitful red-head and burglars
Talking with some friends through a cell phone conference, to arrange a meet-up with dinner. I walk through a city, which feels like Lisbon. I am with two other girl friends and on the phone are some guys who are kind of rockers. They say they want to dine at the Hard Rock Café and I think sarcastically “How original...”
My two friends are walking a bit further away from me, at some distance from each other. I stop a bit to arrange details about the dinner when I see a really nice wooden medieval door on my left, half-open. I get half-lucid and my curiosity takes me inside. It’s like a stone paved patio with houses around, but with a ceiling. It’s very dark, some purple lights illuminate slightly the windows from the houses around and the ceiling has those LED lights which replicate the effect of stars in the sky. I see some stairs going from the right upper corner of the patio to some unknown place. I’m curious about where it leads, but I want to go back and meet my friends before I lose them. I turn and bump into one of them who followed me there. She says we should go see what’s at the end of those stairs. I agree but what about the other girl? She doesn’t know the city, she’ll get lost. She calls her on the cell phone, to meet us there. Then we head to the stairs, but some attractive red hair girl comes in our way, asking for our purses. I ask if I can take my camera and she says yes, but the rest stays there with her. Hum, ok. Then she leads us through a side tunnel at which end is a card box on the exit to a backstreet. I find that weird and ask if that’s safe. She guarantees it is, because she is always there. No she’s not! What about when she goes inside to bring people here? I find that really odd. I ask, what about some number tags so she doesn’t hand the bags over to the wrong people. Then she hands us some stickers with numbers. I’m still not happy, but I look at her one last time to try to feel if she’s trustworthy. She looks beautiful, elegant and competent. I decide I’ll have to trust her. Usually it’s easy to know who not to trust. The opposite is harder. As soon as we leave and she thinks we went up those stairs, she gets outside to meet some van full of guys. But I actually stayed behind sneaking on her. She hands them something and leaves and the guys get out of the van and head to the box with our purses. Oh no! I run and drag my friends with me to meet those thugs. We keep them off our stuff and try to protect other people’s stuff too, but they are too many and start slapping and pushing us around. I notice there’s a lot of grocery bags in the box, so I offer them the food if they leave the purses alone. I think they agreed, because in the end, I’m checking which food is in there and distributing it to them.

5:00

Just want some peace of mind
With my BF on some very straight lined building, like a museum from the fascist period. For some reason I feel uncomfortable there and with him, so I try to get away, First slowly, so he doesn’t notice, but then a bit faster. As soon as I am outside, going up some staircase, I decide to fly away. But all I manage is to hover a little bit. I try harder to levitate and as I do it, I become lucid.
I finally manage to fly high easily and by seeing the terraces over the buildings down below, I chose to sit on one and do a short meditation practice [I decided to try to remember to do it on every lucid I have, even if then I go do something else.] I sit and make a prayer to Guru Rinpoche. I also try to visualize him, but instead what happens is that a bunch of DCs appear sitting by my side, chatting and pushing me, really annoying me. I kick a girl down the building, thinking that she is just a product of my mind, trying to distract me. But I couldn’t help feeling bad for using violence. The doubt in my mind opened a breach and all the DCs jump over me, attacking me furiously. I fly high again trying to get rid of them. I sit at another rooftop. I repeat the prayer and I see the blue orb light I saw once when invoking the medicine Buddha. It is steadily coming in my direction. I’m thrilled but also wondering what it is and why it is coming at me, since I didn't summon the same entity of the last time the blue orb appeared. So many questions make it go away, by making a U-turn and disappearing to where it came from.
Once again, there are DCs by my side, but these are quieter. On my right side is the geeky guy. I ask him: “By chance, are you my DG? Because you’ve been a lot in my dreams these last few days.” He doesn’t reply, just smiles mysteriously at me. Then some really big guy appears out of nowhere to attack me and I decide this dream is over, I can’t do anything here without DCs beating me up.

Resuscitating a baby
I go through the dream fabric, like my DG told me to and it works so well again! All goes a bit dark, I feel my body in SP and I think maybe I'll try out an AP. But I forgot exactly how to proceed and I precipitate to just another LD.
I find myself in a tiny cubicle with a door in front of me and a lady by my left side, telling me to please go inside. She opens the door and I’m at some surgery room on a hospital. There are two nurses by the side of a surgery table. They look somber. A white sheet covers a very tiny body and they carefully remove it to show me an inanimate baby. They look at me as if they expect my help, but I wonder what I can do. Then I am drawn into passing energy to the baby through my hands. One of the nurses asks me not to touch him, so I do it at some distance from his body. Very soon after he is regaining colours, looking refreshed and healthy and he even talks! The baby repeats “Aleluia! Aleluia!” and I think how freaky that is. The nurses thank me, with tears in their eyes and the lady who brought me in takes me back to the cubicle where I first arrived and closes the door behind me thanking me for the miracle.

Spicy underground pub
Everything gets a bit dark again and I feel myself floating through the ceiling and arriving at some other place. The first thing I notice is a kind of comic book hanging on a wall with hand writing on it. I take it down and go through the pages to decipher the message on it. It says something like “You have the opportunity to make a difference. There’s someone (?) who is going to be accused of terrorism (or to be victim of terrorism) and you can help preventing that.” Then it says a location and even some websites for more info, but I just get lost and almost wake up trying to memorize all that data. [On waking up the info didn’t made any sense, although coherent and the place existent. The only web address I could remember led me to a porn website (LOL).]
I try to stabilize the dream by looking around to where I am. It looks like a bar, a bit dark and spicy. The name of the place is pictorial and phallic and three guys there tell me people call this place by names like “little dick” or “hardon”. I conclude the websites I saw on the paper were probably related to this place and not to the message I read, which could be just a big joke anyway.

Riding a dragon
I then see a tiny door on the left wall opening briefly and some weird looking guy with horns peaking briefly. Then the door closes again. I go there and knock. A muscled guy with horns appears and asks what I want. I ask back who is he. He says he’s a dragon caretaker and that he was just peaking but won't go in, because he has to go back to his dragons. I feel excited with the possibility of being around dragons and I ask him if I can see them and ride one. He smiles and says “Sure!” I enter and he closes the door. It is again some kind of small cubicle, and there’s another opening right opposite to the door. I see a dragon’s head peaking and then going away. I go check it out and I see a cloudy sky below me and dragons flying around. The guy calls the dragon back and I ask him “How shall I ride him? How do I command him?” He laughs and tells me “Don’t worry, they speak English.”, “Ah, ok.” The dragon reappears and offers me one of his horns to grab. I do so and then jump to his back. I ask him if it’s ok to grab his horns, he says yes, but I decide it might be uncomfortable to him, so I hold on to a kind of bonny collar he has around his neck. He then plunges downwards and it’s the most amazing lucid thing I ever did! Wooohooo, I’m riding a dragon!!! He flies above the clouds and then we go under the clouds and I see green planes with lakes all over. When things are calmer and he is flying at cruise speed, I ask him is name and what is this place. He says he’s Orion and this is Souldart – I ask him to repeat the name of the land and I understand it clearly [but on waking up, I’m not so sure, it sounded something like Souldart]. He then takes me over some city. The people are beautifully dressed in tunics and they live in what look like fancy roman villas. The dragon takes me across some patio sided by white stone columns and with a rectangular shallow lake in the middle where some kids play together under the care of a lady. He tells me this place used to be magical but it is now dying with the end of the old religion. I want to ask more, but as we slide through the air and I formulate questions in my mind, the dream fades and I wake up.

7:00

A few of my friends and I decide to go to a store. Maybe a Walmart or something but I'm not
certain. We walk in and start to walk around. About 3 of them are girls and there are a couple
guys. We walk around and the girls all decide they have to go to the bathroom, so they go in to
the womens' room and my friend John almost follows them then realizes it and comes out smiling.
We go around the other side and I go into the mens' room. Everything is absolutely filthy and the
single sit down toilet is at the far end of the room with no stall housing it, just sitting in the middle
of the floor. I look at it and the seat is covered in nasty looking slivers of rolled paper towel pieces.
The toilet is filled with it as well. I look for something to wipe it off. I see several paper towel rolls
but they are all torn into pieces and you can't get a piece longer than your finger. I finally manage
to find a piece of sufficient size and wipe off the seat. After I finish I throw the nasty pieces into the
toilet bowl and realize that this thing probably isn't going to flush. I think a little bit about what to do,
then the dream ends.

I get into town and I am at my old house. I go downstairs and everything is mainly gone except for a chair and small TV that is in the corner. I am watching TV for a bit and my uncle comes down and says hi. He asks me what I got my brother for Christmas and I tell him nothing yet. He seems worried and tells me it is the 24th. I rush upstairs and go to find some clothes to wear out. When I look in my closet I notice I have many orange polo shirts. Wondering what these are I look at them and notice they are the orange country club employee polo shirt. I wonder how these got here and think of Steve. Suddenly Mark Hauth is in my room for no reason. I go into the kitchen to talk to mom and forget about buying presents. I talk to here about this experiment back and shoulder surgery I recently heard about. A major incision is made in the back and a strange device that pulsates every once in a while is fit around the incision with screws. The person uses something like a back scratcher to activate the device.

I get into town and I am at my old house. I go downstairs and everything is mainly gone except for a chair and small TV that is in the corner. I am watching TV for a bit and my uncle comes down and says hi. He asks me what I got my brother for Christmas and I tell him nothing yet. He seems worried and tells me it is the 24th. I rush upstairs and go to find some clothes to wear out. When I look in my closet I notice I have many orange polo shirts. Wondering what these are I look at them and notice they are the orange country club employee polo shirt. I wonder how these got here and think of Steve. Suddenly Mark Hauth is in my room for no reason. I go into the kitchen to talk to mom and forget about buying presents. I talk to here about this experiment back and shoulder surgery I recently heard about. A major incision is made in the back and a strange device that pulsates every once in a while is fit around the incision with screws. The person uses something like a back scratcher to activate the device.

I am in some sort of lake house. I go outside and I am on a dock. I walk around on this dock that is
set up like patio and I sit down on bench that is there. The moonlight casts onto the wooden flooring
illuminating everything with pale blue light. My family is in the house and later I am talking to a friend,
I cannot remember who then the dream ends.

I am driving some old people home from my high school. It is really hard to drive for some reason.
I go down Rt 23 and the old people tell me to slow down because they think I'm going to fast. I get up
to where the courthouse is and suddenly find myself on a dirt road that had just rained so it is very
muddy and a steep uphill. I try to get up but the car is going all over the place. I slide to the other side
of the "road" and I see this big yellow tractor coming so I quickly manage to get to the other side and a
silver SUV comes up behind me and almost hits me. I try to get some traction on the mud but I am failing
miserably. A short while later, the dream ends.

I am on the edge of a forest and there are a few of my friends around me. There is guy a with
bright red hair that somewhat resembles a joker or an elf or something standing up front. He is
supposed to be Hagrid I think. He shows us this furry little rat. I forget what it did but somehow
it multiplied and you could make an army out of them. I was thinking about army rats when
the dream ended.

I've had a similar dream before. But I remembered more...
I am in some sort of airport terminal and I am trying to find a BZFlag map I created several years ago.
Don't ask me why I'm looking for it in an airport, but the map was pretty awesome. I'm walking
around for a little bit and I get a message from my crush on my phone. I forget what she said but after
sending messages back and forth, I called her and was suddenly in the kitchen at my house. This didn't
phase me and I just went on. I asked her if she wanted to help me study. She eventually agreed then
the dream ended.

I am in some sort of hotel with a bunch of friends and I am looking for my crush.
I do reality checks so much now that I often do them just to do them, this is the case
here. I do a reality check just to see if I'm dreaming, nothing prompted me. I don't
think I'm dreaming but I try to put my finger through my palm anyway. To my astonishment,
it works. I become lucid for a few seconds walk around the hallway. I think, hey "This
brings my lucid count to 3!". Wrong, its 2. Later, the lucidity faids just as soon
as it started and so does the dream.

Today I was also hellbent on becoming lucid again, so I did the same thing I did the first time. It's like every single day I think I'm going to lose my dream recall and then it comes right back to me. Anyways, I preformed a successful MILD today, and had kind of an odd dream before it, here it is.

I'm with three other girls at my school. They want to show my a secret room. It has sort of a secret passageway through the wall. We all go in. The compartment's kind of small, like a boiler room. There are a couple of urinals there. The girls go there to pee.

"Okay?" I think to myself.

I just turn to a different direction and wait for them to finish. Afterward I show my friend Elmer the secret passage way. During this dream I end up going there all the time or something like that. Then one time I hear someone over the PA saying

"C.J., we no where you are, just come out."

Apparently I'm in trouble. Instead of talking in the office we go to a movie theater and watch a movie that Elmer made. It's basically documenting how Elmer told one person about the secret room who told a bunch of other people. The whole movie is in text, but not plain, like fancy animated text. Something like this: YouTube - RoosterTeeth.Com Member Video Contest Entries Part 1

Afterward I tell Elmer that I feel very sick. My nose is bleeding, I have a scratchy throat and I'm crying blood. After that I wake up at around 7:45 a.m., 4th of February 2011. In waking life, I'm actually sick too. I ask my dad if I can stay home and he says okay. I fall back asleep.

I'm in my apartment. I believe I'm writing in my dream journal. The text I write is appearing on the building across from mine. For some reason instead of writing about my dream I just write "42". I then quickly delete it. I hear something on the radio that some Colombian Gun show hosts will be coming in, and to not be alarmed if you see people armed with guns. "Uh oh." I think to myself. "That can't be good. I quickly run to the door and try to lock it but it's too late. Three people armed with red dot sighted M-16s kick open the door. They don't say anything, but they have a smile on their faces. Everyone (my aunt and a couple of my cousins are there) goes into the kitchen and sits down. I turn to my dad.

"We have to do something."

"Just sit down." He replies in a whisper.

"But-"

"Please."

I realize I'm being an idiot and that I shouldn't be a hero. My dad's cellphone begins to ring. I take it and quickly turn the volume all the way down.

"Thanks son." he says.

My older cousin next to me keeps trying to whisper to me but I tell him to just be quiet.

Everyone, including one of the gunman, slowly transitions into the living room. One of the gunman take my aunt's laptop. My young cousin pleads (she's only 10).

"No no, that's mommie's computer."

"It's okay sweetie." My aunt tells her.

"Well if you didn't want them to take it you should've probably hid it." Says my dad.

He's right. I go into my room to see if there's anything I don't want them to take. But it's too late. My computer, my most prized and valuable possession, it's gone.

"No, anything but the computer!"

I start to panic. I decide to go to the lead gunman and ask him for my computer back. I go into the living room where he is. He's black(I'm guessing Colombian but probably not), has crazy hair with orange highlights in it, and wears a suit, along with the other gunman.

"Excuse me sir."

"You have an email address?" He asks me.

"Y-Yes."

"It's gaz isn't it?" (it really isn't but in the dream it was).

"Y-Yeah."

"Maybe I should get rid of you, what if you remember." (I think he means his face)

No I really start to panic. The dream fades out. I realize my computer is still here, and everyone's stuff is in order. Usually I would just brush this off with a sigh of relief and get out of bed. But not today. These are my dreams, and no one pushes me around in my dreams. I decide to attempt a MILD. I rest my head. I repeat the mantra "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming", "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming". I fall asleep and find myself in the living room, but the dream collapses and I wake up again. I try again. "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming", "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming". Once again, I find myself in the living room. The lead gunman (I'll call him Larry) is making his way through the door with all our stuff. I rub my hands together and look at them to stabilize the dream. I slowly feel all my control from my waking body transfer to my dream one. It feels good, like I'm letting go. I run through the door into the hallway. I try to spawn a SCAR-L, but it doesn't end up happening, but I don't need it...

"Hey! That's my stuff you have there!" I yell to him.

"And what are you going to about it?" He asks me.

I charge towards him. We get into a intense fight. We are both masters of kung-fu. I throw kick after kick, punch after punch. He lands a couple on me as well, he's got some good moves. Every counter he throws at me I counter back, striking with my elbow, my foot, and my fists. One of the gunman throw him nun chucks, big mistake. He hits me a couple times, but I grab them from him and start whipping his ass with it. He's okay, but no match. I land one final kick on his stomach. He's had enough. He stumbles away grasping his stomach. I jump on his back and put the nun chucks around his neck.

"Oh no santa, there's a couple of gifts in your bag that I need to get back." At first I'm fixated on getting my computer back, but then I realize that this is only a dream and I don't really need them.

"Oh and one more thing," I tell him.

"next time you see me, I'll have guns."

"Holy fuck." He says as he stares at me in amazement.

I get into the elevator. Two other people get in too. There both me. One is the me that is asleep and dreaming. He wears a white turtleneck sweater. He has his eyes closed and a smile on his face.

The other guy is lucid me. He wheres something like a black trench coat with the collar popped and a black shirt underneath. His eyes are open and he's got a scowl on his face. He's pissed and ready to kick ass.

I think there was another person in the elevator but I can't remember.

"Well there's gonna be a lot of guys down there, but this is a dream, and you know what that means? It's time to kick some ass."

The doors of the elevator open. I expect a fight, but everyone there just cowers at the very sight of me. There's about two dozen of them. I just grab them by their jackets and throw them on the floor, one by one. There are other people in the lobby who're helping me out too. I got to the mailbox room to see if any gunman are hiding. I find a bunch of nerds wearing batman costumes (the 70's version).

"Get the fuck out of here!" I tell them.

"Hey this costume's classic." One of them yells at me as I walk away.

The day is saved. I've comeback to claim my territory, I have saved my people. Job well done. Out of nowhere I start thinking about super models. Behind me where the elevators are supposed to be appears a stage. The curtains open and around a dozen topless models are on stage dancing.

This is enough to destabilize the dream.

I wake up at around 9:00 a.m., 4th of February 2011.

Job well done indeed.

There are people everywhere but they are dangerous. Near a bridge I see a man with a woman defeat some of the people and I meet up with them. He leaves me the woman and then goes searching for something. (A lot more happened but I need to improve my dream recall.) The woman and I walked around for awhile looking for shelter.

Later I'm in a classroom, most of the people aren't dangerous anymore. I'm talking with a classmate when he remarks, "Stop it dude, your vibing with me." A hazy outline of my classmate appears next to him after he says this, and I realize this is a bad thing so I leave.

I realize I'm dreaming, it doesn't occur to me to try and control anything, but I know I'm in a dream and I write down on a white board, "Lucid dream," in fancy letters with a purple marker. Hoping that this would make me more lucid. It doesn't. Haha. I don't reality check though I feel as if I should and then I'm confronted by a black woman...

She was a doctor in another life, and this is about where my recall ends, not long after I met the black woman did I wake up.

Last night I dreamt that I posessed a magic cup. It was just a regular drinking cup.

When I put it up to my ear I could hear someone talking on the other end. I continued to listen to it, but everyone around me thought I was crazy and wanted me to put it away. Part of this dream took place at my old high school.

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Dream
Lucid Dream

So, I've been frustrated recently with not being able to recall my dreams, however this one pleased me, since I became lucid. And it contained copious amounts of sexual content, which I edited. >.> Anywho, I was laying on the couch watching Criminal Minds when I fell asleep...

I found myself in a cell, and looked around myself. I saw my friend Nathan sitting on a bed, with tan sheets. He had one foot up on the bed, and just nodded at me. On the other side of the room, my brother, Miguel, was simply laying down on another bed looking at the ceiling. I asked them what was going on, to which Nathan replied,

"We went back in time, and got arrested..."

After that, memories of this arrest came back to me. So I simply nodded and stood up. I walked up to the cell bars and tried to see outside the cell as best I could. Indeed, it appeared as if we went back in time since everyone else was wearing things that you'd see in Medieval times. Chain mail, peasants, guards carrying maces... you know. Anyways, I turned back around and leaned against the cell bars, and saw Nathan drawing with a marker on the stone wall. He goes on to explain to me that we got here by drawing a portal with a marker. (I lol'd) He said he was trying to get back to our time period, but the portal wasn't working like it was before. Nathan would draw the circle, but then the mark on the wall would simply disappear. I asked him if I could try, and he tossed me the marker. I walked up to the bed and stepped up, getting close to the wall. I drew a large circle, but it just disappeared like before. I tried again and again, to no avail. After awhile, I simply gave up. Nathan convinced me to try again, and this time, the circle took the appearance of the surface of water, and when you touched it, it felt like your hand was wet, although there was nothing on it. So we all simply slipped through it, and appeared in some building.

We were in an elevator, and I heard the woman next to us talking to her daughter. I didn't hear what she was saying beforehand, but one thing she said caught my attention...

"...but since we're in a dream..."

And that made it click for me.
I looked around the elevator thinking, This is a dream! It's a dream! I remembered not to get too excited, or else I'd wake up. So I decided to examine my hands in order to prolong my lucidness. I can see all the lines and such in my hand, and after a few minutes, I look up around myself. Everything is much clearer than before. I want to change my location, so I close my eyes.

When I open them, I'm laying down on the couch in the living room. It's completely dark, just like it would be if I normally woke up at night. I figured I had simply woke up from my dream, but then I remembered that I should do a Reality Check. (I think it should be noted that I never remember to do those...) So I go to the clock in the kitchen, and it reads 5:24. I turn and look at it again, and it's changed to 4:37. Odd. But not enough to convince me. (apparently in the dream, at least.) So I walked back to my room, which was right down the hallway, and turned the light switch, since I recalled that light switches typically won't work in dreams because it's difficult for the brain to adjust all the colors because of the light. Or something like that. But then I remembered, Wait, we don't have a lightbulb in our room. So then I went over to the bathroom and flipped the switch. No lights. Which was odd, considering there are four lightbulbs, at least one should work. So just for the sake of making sure I was right, I flipped the switch in my mom's room. No light. At that point, I conclude that I am still asleep. And this is where it gets weird. I turn to the bathroom and I see a goat. A freaking goat, in my bathroom. It scared the crap out of me. And then it proceeded to kick the crap out of me. At this point, either my memory fails me, or I wake up.

My brother tells me that the two times that I recalled in my dreams are two different times that I woke up at night. Weird.
Also, lucid dreams are surprisingly realistic. I mean, I couldn't tell the difference between the fact that I was dreaming and that it wasn't reality. o-o

This is a boring dream but I'm putting it in for the heck of it. I was out with my family in the car. The cat was with us as well. Everyone was in the car except my mother, who was dilly-dallying. I finally exclaimed "Ma! Come on, TC is late for his appointment!" We get to the vet's office, and I see the vet is Mitch, a vet who I worked for 20 years ago in real life. He didn't even examine the cat and we were just standing at the receptionist's desk when Mitch leans over the counter and jabs TC in the rear with 2 vaccinations while I'm holding him up in thin air. We weren't even in an exam room. As we are getting ready to leave, someone says "The whole internet is down all over the world." For some ridiculous reason, this has everything to do with the ocean and his tech says "Why is the internet down?" Then Mitch and I simultaneously tell her "Look out the window. See the ocean? Well, that's the south." OK, so...whatever.
In the next totally disjointed scene, we are back home (and the house is not my house in real life) and I'm on the 2nd floor with the cat. There is no railing and the cat fell straight down to the first floor and I heard the thud, which means he didn't land on his feet. He's OK though. So I am then trying to install a baby gate at the top of the stairs with no luck. The spring won't tighten. A friend from years ago walks into the house and says hello to my brother. Oh, at one point in this ridiculous dream, TC gets loose and is running through shrubs near a boardwalk but he returns to me when I call him. I think then I woke up. This isn't the most disjointed and themeless dream I've ever had but it's up there near the top.