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    Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness

    No order or method to the madness, just random dreams that I found interesting and worth keeping track of.

    1. Too Many Action Movies

      by , 06-02-2014 at 05:55 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      In a high speed pursuit with 3 friends in the car, I sit in the passenger seat, grabbing onto the armrest of the car as we weave in and out of traffic. The roads are snowy and very slippery. A police car rides up along side us, and nudges our car into oncoming traffic. We dodge the traffic, but the police end up in several head on collisions, taking out all of the pursuing police.

      We stop to get gas, and everyone waits inside the car except the driver, who goes inside to pay. We forgot the police were after us, and a cop car is parked just to our right. Out of the corner of my eye, I think I see a female cop sneak into our car. Then the driver is definitely arrested at gun point in the gas station. My friend jumps into the driver's seat and takes off back onto the highway. Not soon after we reach highway speeds, we spin out of control and wipe out off the road with the police close behind us. Pulled from the car, we are driven to some sort of prison.

      Each of us is put into a separate cell, but instead of a regular jail, it is a strange hydraulic mechanical room with hot fluids and steam going all directions through pipes. It becomes clear that we are going to be brutally tortured with these high temperature fluids. Before they can come into my cell, I close and barricade the door. I noticed a steam nozzle right outside the door, and I attempt to make it open to buy me some time, but none of the controls seem to do anything. I turn a big valve, and suddenly the room starts to fill with boiling sewage. Not what I had planned.

      I spot a ladder and climb up it as fast as I can to get some distance from the poo liquid. At the top, is another level, sort of like a hallway, and my friend from the car is up there! "That was a close call with the hot water" I tell him as he shushes me, pointing to the 3rd level above us where a guard is patrolling, unaware of our presence. We sneak up to the next floor, and whack the guard on the back of the head with a fire extinguisher, knocking the guard unconscious. I take the gun, and notice that this guard was the same cop that snuck into our car earlier at the gas station.

      The boiling sewage begins to fill the second level and continues to rise. We climb up to a fourth level, and run to a door at the end of a bridge/hallway. Reminds me of Metal Gear Solid. I open the door, and see a massive room, with huge pipes below. We are looking down on it from about 5 floors high. Very low lighting down there. There is one guard, dressed in camouflage, and holding a mean-looking grenade launcher. My friend and I are quiet as I wait for this guard to patrol into the open so I can get an easy shot on him. He's not doing it, so my friend takes a flashlight, narrows the light beam, and shines it to the far side of the room below yelling, "They're over there!" I think he just gave away our position, but it actually worked. The guard looks right at where the light was, and walks into the open. I take 3 shots at him, and just hit strong body armor. The guard swings the grenade launcher our direction and fires a shot. I close the door just enough to deflect the grenade down the hallway we came from, where it explodes, killing the guard we had knocked unconscious. I quickly try to fire more shots at the guard, but for some reason, the gun doesn't work. It almost does, everything feels right about shooting, it even kicks back, but no bullets are flying through the air. The guard also seems unable to fire at us. Really low on ammo, I concentrate hard, and manage to fire 2 more shots, hitting the guard in the chest, and then wake up.
    2. Lame Mountain Party

      by , 05-30-2014 at 11:44 AM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I get dropped off at a mountain resort in the winter. There are people getting barbeque grills ready for a weekend event. Mostly sales people, all wearing red. I have some charcoal in my hand for some reason. I walk through the main sales road and put the briquettes on the last grill with an open flame just as the sales person raised the metal grate to adjust the gas burner. He gives me a weird look after I snuck the charcoal into his grill, but I walk away before he says anything. It felt like the right thing to do anyway.

      I reach a hill-top party area, with a few large groups of people. I am shuffled into a circle with an intimidating group of about 20 older men, all giving me mean looks. Terrified, I introduce myself to each of them, doing my best to remember their names and whatever they say about themselves. One in particular is especially scary, wearing camouflage, very tan, and in need of a shave. He's a large guy, looks like he could rip me in half with little effort. I remember he said he fought in Veitnam. I personally don't support fighting and killing, but decided to thank him for fighting for my sake anyway. Even if I don't agree with what he did, he seems proud of it, so I thank him for his reality of what he did and why, not for mine.

      The whole group seems to recognize my respect for them, and relaxes, including me in their discussion. Somehow it turns into me leading a chant in regard to the food that we're eating, but it just doesn't work. There's too many words, and the rhythm is way off. I stop chanting, and they are a bit disappointed, urging me to continue. "It isn't a good chant, it doesn't sound right" I tell them.

      I start a new chant with all of them, "Cheese please, give us some cheese... cheese please, give us some cheese..." It sounds much better, and has a good rhythm. We all get into it, and to our surprise, a girl comes by with large trays of mostly cheese. I'm not sure what it is, but it has three layers of melted cheese, with maybe some thin tortilla chips separating the layers with a good crunch. It looks absolutely amazing. The girl walks away with an impressively large slice in her hand, nibbling at it with delight. I look back to the tray and it has already been devoured!

      Satisfied, everyone leaves and I am left on my own on some small streets in a mountain town. I start double-jumping off walls while trying to throw a pen into a dart board. I get the wall-jumping down, but the pen just isn't sharp enough for the dart board. Frustrated, I throw it hard, and it sticks right in. I roller-blade down a big hill down to where there is a large park and a whole different climate. Now a warm summer day, I walk up to the park and notice some old basket balls and tennis balls, somewhat deteriorated, all mixed in some leaves up against the curb. There is a trash can nearby, so I take it upon myself to throw all these garbage balls away.

      Two girls playing catch with one another drop their ball and it rolls into some of the nasty gutter-leaves. I pick it up and toss it back to them before it gets too dirty. "What are you doing? That's gross" one of them tells me. "Well, if I don't pick them up now, they'll probably be even grosser later" The other girl suggests, "Just leave them there in the sun for a while, then they'll be all dried out, and much cleaner to work with" I think that's a good idea, but some of them will indeed be grosser if they're in a shady wet spot. I also feel like it's somehow my job to pick them up. "That's a good idea, but I think I'll just finish getting these ones for now" I tell them.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Levitation

      by , 05-29-2014 at 07:11 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I am trying to log into a computer at work, but don't know the password. After a few attempts, I just try blank for both and it works! As soon as I log in, a young kid excitedly runs over with two boxes and tells his parents about these two pedals he found for his guitar. They ask him what their draw rating is. "I'm not sure" he tells them. "Well if you don't know that, you probably shouldn't be using any pedals at all" they say discouragingly. I think that was uncalled for.

      I get up to leave, and find myself in a small lobby room, right next to a larger, nicer cafe area, both filled with friendly people. In this lobby, waiting to leave outside into a cold wintery night, the group of us are sharing what we liked most about the event we were all at. One woman says, "The most memorable thing for me was the levitation. I don't think I'll ever forget levitating like we did" I agree with her, levitation is amazing, and a lot of fun. I slightly change my state of mind, thinking that this is just like a dream, and everyone in the room levitates for a moment, but it takes a lot of energy and concentration to do this. I rest, knowing it is possible.

      A monk is next to me, wheeling a pallet of mountain dew out the door. I load a few cases onto it. He has me stack them in a criss crossed pattern so they don't fall off as easy. (lol for energy?)
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    4. She Can Help Me

      by , 05-29-2014 at 05:09 AM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      Driving around town to post flyers at different shops, I realize that it is a lot easier with a car than on a bicycle. I notice the front windshield is cracked all the way down, and should be fixed, but I am prioritizing fixing the engine if anything on this old clunker car. I look at the different shops around, a liquor store, a liquor accessory store, and a sandwich shop that's not quite opened yet. I go in the sandwich shop and get the owner's attention. Asking about leaving some there, he says I can leave just 1. So I do just that, and walk out the door. All the other shops are closed because it's too early in the morning.

      Driving down the road with my friend, it's very snowy now. I tell her I want to go somewhere, but don't tell her where. I get stuck at the bottom of a hill in front of the house I grew up in. In 3rd gear, the tires just spin. I downshift to 2nd, drop the RPMs a bit, and do better, but still not enough traction. A couple cars drive past us easily.

      We get out of the car and climb up the side of the road, but it is also too slippery to walk. We just fall and slide back down. I try again, and am more gentle with my motions, and stick my fingers into the snow for more of a hold, and climb up successfully. I point out some bushes under the snow she can grab onto. We get to the top and sit down to rest.

      Sitting right on the ground, I realize how cold my fingers and toes are. Having had frost bite a few years back, they get colder easier, and it wasn't a good idea to stick them right into the snow like that. I tell my friend "This is why I don't do stuff like this anymore" as I shake my hands to indicate they're really cold. She tells me I need a girlfriend to help me warm up. I think she's right. I remember my good friend from school lives right about here. I point off to the right where a house stands a few hundred feet down a long driveway and say, "That's her house"

      We're now in a car, with another friend from school, and he asks me if she's my girlfriend. I tell him, "No, but I like her. I'm not sure what will happen between us though." He asks me, "How long have you known her?"
      "Since going to school"
      He pauses to think... "So ,bout 3 years then?"
      I don't answer, but think there were 3 years of college, plus 4 of high school, and a few more after college, so more than 8.

      We drive past a cool fun looking part of the forest next to the road, and suddenly I'm outside, walking in it. Admiring the cool trees, and space between the forest growth, I walk alongside the road. It looks even cooler above a ridge. I climb up a steep hill to go there, but once I see it, it is just a regular forest, and the part I'm already on is prettier. I hold onto a few branches as I make my way down the steep part. A couple of them break when I grab them, making it a risky descent. I reach a point where there are only a few trees to hold onto, then it is too steep to walk. The trees are good sized, but I test them before committing to their support. Each one of them breaks loose from its base and falls down the hill. Happy that I didn't go for it before testing them, I notice my room mate who I hadn't seen before behind me.
      "I don't know about this man, I'm turning back" he tells me, and walks away. I follow him, it is an easy route. Once I am low enough near the road, I turn around, and take a safer path alongside the road this time.

      I stumble into my dad's house, with a girl I really like accompanying me. We go upstairs toward my room. She goes into my room right as I notice my younger brothers and sisters are home. They run up to greet me. I give them all hugs and we talk a bit. The youngest tells me, "I didn't think you were coming home so soon!"
      "I didn't know I was either - It's good to see you!" I see my dad and step mom, and greet them too, getting a sort of cold response from my step mom, but I forget about it.

      Remembering the girl I was with, I want to spend more time with her, so I invite her outside to help me mow the lawn. It seems like a strange request, but I don't really intend to mow the lawn, I just want to get her outside.

      Suddenly, I'm outside, but with my other room mate. He asks me about mowing the lawn. I tell him, "just a little path" and point to a path that is already mowed. I grab a hand powered mechanical mower and start pushing it. He grabs the electric mower and asks me if it would be better. I tell him, "It would be, but I'm just doing this little area here, so I'm just gonna use the old school push mower." I push it along the path, and it churns up dried cut grass, cutting a bit of the new growth as I go.

      Now, the girl is with me, but it's winter. I feel like once we get away from the house things will be better somehow. I have her follow me, but it is a long journey. We are outside already, but under the porch. At the edge of the porch, we climb down a fence, then go under a stairway with a low overhead, and reach another climbing part. I try to make sure I'm not out-climbing her, unsure of her skill. She is keeping up just fine.

      ...woken up by my room mate, the power went out, he wanted to make sure I wasn't late for work. I have the night off.
    5. Death

      by , 05-22-2014 at 08:26 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I am walking through some sort of shop that reminds me of a grocery store, but where I can buy thoughts and states of mind. I order a bunch of loving thoughts. They arrive in the aspect of people. My mind has limited space, and all my thoughts are in the aspect of people, standing up, filling the space of my mind. I rearrange my thoughts to fit as much love in my mind as possible. Wanting more, I begin to drill for more space in my mind. Some of the thought people criticize my efforts, while others support it. I am not really paying much attention to either side as I drill.

      There is a manned, and an unmanned option. I choose the manned drilling method, where I have to go down in the hole, and sit behind the hydraulic drill as I operate it by hand. There are lights on the drilling equipment so I can see, but it's still really dark in the hole. Suddenly, I realize everything is about to collapse and crush me. Before being smushed, I transform my minds of Love into super tough clothing that covers every part of me.

      The world then crushes in on me, and I feel a strong pressure, but no pain. I see a vision of being in a hallway, with the roof fallen and crushing me. Covering myself with Love seems to have been a good idea in this apocalypse scenario. But it is still the end, and even though I feel comfortable and relaxed, I cannot move, and my life force gradually drains from my consciousness.
      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid
    6. Finding Love

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:37 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I'm talking with all my friends about how people have a difficult time finding a person to love, and when they do, unimportant things such as physical appearance can get in the way. Then I mention something about the possibility of finding someone who you're not only emotionally / personalityally attracted to, but also physically, and then you needn't worry about that.

      After I finish saying that, I look around, and am outside at night, standing in a circle of friends, on some grass. It is warm out, and the sky is amazingly speckled with stars. To my left is a girl I have a crush on irl. We make eye contact, and I grab onto her hand. She begins spinning me around her holding onto my hand. My feet are off the ground as I fly in circles around her. I tell her it's making me dizzy, but I don't want to stop.
      Tags: love
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. Dream Guide Meeting

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:35 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I'm in a room and see a door in front of me. I remember having just rolled over in my bed so I know I'm dreaming. Everything starts to fade slightly, like when I stand up too fast after sitting for too long, but I just use my other senses to get around like when it happens in real life until it passes. Then I get the idea to say "Where is my dream guide?" and immediately I see a beautiful girl in the doorway and make eye contact with her. I just sense that she is my dream guide, and don't think to ask if she is or not. All of the sudden, I'm standing on the ceiling, and am really disoriented because everything is now upside down. She walks over and we give each other a big upside down hug (first upside down hug for me). Then she is standing on the ceiling with me and everything no longer seems upside down. I ask "is there anything you're trying to tell me?" and she answers, "go to userve.net and play level 11 with the machine guns and just look at the scenery." I take a moment to try to comprehend what she had just said, and it almost makes sense. Then she asks "Isn't there anything you want to ask me?" I think about how I have applied for so many jobs and don't know which one I really want so I ask "which job would I be better off with?". She says something sympathetically about how many shitty jobs there are out there and how they're always the easiest to get and goes on to say I should go for the job my friend's dad offered me. I ask her about the landscaping job I was inquiring about that pays really well that my mom's friend Jim said he'd get me into. She says "Jim already has a job." Then she asks what I want to get out of the marine corps. I tell her I don't want to join the marines. We're now lying on a bed and she changes her appearance to another hot girl and tells me to count how many bug bites she has on her chest. I count at least 10 of them all on her boobs and say "I see at least 10". She tells me she'll see me after the next day and to play with her hair. I tell her my hands are cold and she breathes on her hands in a way that tells me to do the same. I give my hand a breath of hot air but it's still cold. I decide to warm it up on her nipple, but this didn't go over very well. I apologized and started to play with her hair. I grab one of her curls of hair and run it through my hand.
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    8. Gadgets

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:33 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I'm talking with my dad and step mom, about the benefits and detriments of technology. I tell them how, "Our technological gadgets aren't free, someone has to make them." and how it's kind of a hoarding of resources that doesn't actually help us. Sure it saves us time and makes things more convenient, but without any technological gadgets at all, we wouldn't have so much stuff to do, making the need to save time absurd. While our conveniences only serve to make us weaker, instead of stronger, as it is difficult things that increase our strength, whether physically or mentally. Being able to just press a button to turn on a machine that does what we want for us, encourages us to just sit around, and be inactive. Being inactive, our muscles whither away, and our minds lose their edge. However, there are indeed many applications for our technological gadgets where we would be unable to do something without them. But these applications too are also unnecessary, as all we really need is food, water, air, and shelter. None of which require gadgetry. As I tell them of this position against technology, a look comes over their faces as if they've never heard this argument before.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. Steve Erwin

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:33 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I am walking through a forest when I spot a Hippopotamus not too far away from me. I think, "wow, a Hippo!" and then it charges straight towards me. Recalling how dangerous they are, and that they've been known to eat people, I take off running as fast as I can in the opposite direction.

      Ducking under trees, and going around larger trees, I hear the hippo smash through all in its way, barreling towards me at a very high speed. I duck under some thicker brush, and go around a few more trees, and spot a group of wooden huts nearby, and cloth tents a few hundred feet ahead, behind some more trees.

      I dive into one of the huts, the door of which is so low, that despite my crawling into it, I knock one of the logs down from the top of the door. I place the log on the bottom of the door to hide my view from the hippo, and look around the inside of this hut. It is so low to the ground, that I can't go any higher than the prone position, and there are 6 total entrances / exits evenly spaced around the walls, allowing a clear view inside. But it is dark, so I feel comfortably hidden.

      After some time, I feel it is time to check to see if it's safe to exit the hut. I look out one of the back doors, and see a bunch of cameras all around. One of which is pointing right at me, with a red light on a light post under it. I slowly crawl further and further out, looking around the outside of the hut towards where the hippo was, and see its tail swing back and forth. Suddenly, it gets up and starts running right towards me.

      I grab another log and block one of the larger entrances, to conceal myself further, and watch as the hippo runs past this hut. I not notice another door that provides a clear view to me, and grab the last log I just used to block the other entrance.

      The hippo starts running back before I can set it down, so I hold it up to the door and slowly rotate it to face the hippo, being behind it the whole time. This doesn't trick her, and she charges the hut. I drop the log and scramble out of the door before she plows through the wall and ends up in the center of the hut, confused and trapped briefly.

      I hear my mom yell to me, "I have groceries, where are you?" I try to yell back to her, but I have a whole bunch of random crap in my mouth. I pull two retainers, and a mouth guard out of my mouth, but still can't seem to make any words. I see her walk up to me now, and I bang on a log, pointing at the hippo, giving her a look that says, "Get out of here". I finally find words, and yell, "Run!"

      The hippo breaks out of the collapsed hut and charges at me again. I run towards home, throwing nearby logs into the hippo's face to try and deter her, but it doesn't seem to phase her at all. As I pass grocery bags my mom has dropped or left for me, I grab large canned goods, and throw those into the hippo's face as well, but this too doesn't stop her.

      With no where else to go, I run into the garage with the hippo close behind. I open the door to the basement and run inside. Before I can shut the door, the hippo is inside with me. My dog barks at her, as she looks around the room briefly before continuing her charge at me.

      I run up the stairs, yelling to my mom, "Hippos can't go up stairs, we should be safe here." But no sooner did I get those words out of my mouth than I see the hippo galloping up the stairs behind me. I attempt to close the basement door on her, but it is very flimsy, and has a window that she is staring at me through. She starts pushing the door, and door frame out of position, so I open it to avoid unnecessary damage to the house, and run through the living room and out the door to the back porch.

      The hippo still right behind me, I loop back into the garage, running past a moose who is just standing there, watching all this. Hippo still at my heels, I run into the basement and up the stairs to the living room as fast as I can. I tell my mom to watch out, as I stand in the doorway to the back porch with the door open, and watch the basement door.

      Moments later, I see the hippo's head round the corner. Seeing me, she charges again. I stand still until a moment before impact, and jump, pushing myself off of the hippo's head, jumping clear over her, as her momentum carries her outside the house and down the porch. I quickly close the door behind her as thoughts race through my mind such as, 'I hope she doesn't try to charge back in through this door' and 'How am I going to get that moose out of our basement?'

      I look at my mom and tell her, "I feel like Steve Erwin."
    10. Failed Assassination

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:31 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I am supposed to kill a woman who is with me, but before I can even think about that, I am attacked by each type of Halo alien from the game. Luckily I have a rocket launcher, a rail gun, and a machine gun with me, and manage to fight them off. Nearly out of ammo, a large machine that fires a rail gun comes in, and starts shooting at me.

      I see that I had 2 team mates, but they didn't survive the first waves. Now out of ammo for all but the rail gun, I shoot this machine so many times with it, until it finally collapses.

      A second one comes in, and I use the rest of the rail gun ammo, as I dodge its shots to finish it off. I am now completely out of ammo.

      The woman shows me to some bricks I could use to smash her head, but I don't want to kill her. I then find a large knife in my pocket, and she tells me to cut her throat. She then grabs me and we start dancing in a dark room, filled with strangers. She puts the my hand with the knife to her neck, and tells me to do it, but I decline.

      Some people pull at the knife I am holding, trying to get it away from me, but I hold onto it, and continue to dance with this woman. I put the knife in its sheath, and pull a paper out of my pocket.

      I am now back in the room with Halo monster corpses all around, and a greenish blue lighting coming from somewhere. A friend of mine takes the paper from my hand and stabs at a woman's face on it, telling me to do the same to this woman. I poke a few holes in the paper, and then notice that I don't see the woman anywhere on the page.

      I flip the paper over, and it has the Starcraft tech tree on the back, showing all the units and buildings for each of the 3 races, including a video of the Protoss destroying a Terran base. I explain to someone which race each of the units belongs to, and they are confused by the Zerg operated Terran units. I start to explain how the queen can infect a command center.
    11. Feeling Love

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:30 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I'm standing in a green field, with the sun overhead. I encounter a girl and a feeling of love washes over me. We grab each other and kiss. She then looks slightly surprised and tells me, "I didn't think you had it in you."
      Tags: kiss, love
      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. Vicious Dog Attack

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:29 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I'm playing a game similar to Fury, where you can pick between different styles of character, each with separate item sets and skills. There is a portal to use to enter battles with other players. I still have beginner items, and am a low level. There are also a few random creatures around outside the portal. I switch to the one that can stealth (go invisible) and begin equipping some of the better gear I have in my inventory, but as I do so, I realize a match has already begun, however I don't have any weapon equipped. I end up equipping scissors, and a pen, and rush over to help my team mate. We end up losing, and are then outside the portal again.

      Now with better items equipped, I notice two wolves / dogs behind the portal, I mouse over one and see he's level one. I think it'll be an easy kill, so I stealth over, but then notice there is also a level 6, my level. I try to stealth up behind that one, but he turns to face me, and it is clear I won't get a surprise attack. Spamming the attack button, I end up hitting the level 1, and back off, pulling just that one away. I finish that one off, and return for the level 6.

      Ryan tells me, "If you can kill that one, we can finally see what's behind the portal in that direction. Having played the game for a lot longer than I have, I wonder why no one else has managed to kill the level 6 dog.

      I am now in place of the character I was playing, and reach out to grab the dog. He tries to bite me, but I grab him just under the jaw, so he can't get his lower teeth under my hand. He is a small brown dog, with very vicious looking sharp teeth, angry eyes, and half floppy pug style ears. I hear Ryan say, "be careful, that think will tear you to pieces." Noticing the viciousness of it's attempts to break free of my hold, and bite into my hand, I can't help but worry about letting him loose accidentally.

      I tighten my hold, and as he tries to break free, wiggling all over, I follow his movements and end up holding him up against a wall, in a choke hold. Although this does not deter him one bit, as he still struggles intensely to rip me apart, but can't due to me pinning him in place. I get a better position, and he realizes his struggling won't free him, so he pees and shits everywhere. I don't even look down, although I feel the piss on my legs, I stare the dog in the eyes.

      He then talks to me, saying, "I don't want to hurt you." I tell him I don't want to hurt him either, and let him down. He sniffs my hand and then licks it before running back to where he was originally behind the portal. I now look down and see big wet stains on my pants, and goat turds all around.

      Ryan approaches the dog, but is immediately met with snarling and an attack position by the dog. He decides against fighting it. I walk past him, and he lets me pet him and scratch him behind the ears.
      Tags: attack, dog
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. This Made Perfect Sense At The Time

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:28 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      Something about good and bad energy. I could see energy, and pick which type I used and watched the effects it had. Good energy destroyed bad energy, and made you feel better. They were like gray blocks floating around in this white cloud like background. All I could see was this white color, with good and bad energy floating everywhere. It would get used up if I did something, or I could directly use the energy pieces and feel it absorb into my body.
      Categories
      memorable
    14. Attacked by Invisible Force

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:27 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I'm walking down the hall in my dorm room, on my way to watch the new Star Wars movie. I see one of my friends in his room as I pass, and ask him about it. He asks which one it is, and I tell him it's the fourth, although technically it's the 7th one. Someone else walking through the hall overhears our conversation and tells me, "That one is lame. Skywalker goes off on some mission, and you never hear what happens with it, then the rest of it is just boring stuff." "That is lame." I tell him. My other friend agrees that it's not one of the better ones.

      I continue down the hall and approaching my door, see 3 girls standing around it and talking to each other. I give them a friendly smile and half a nod, as I open my door, and side step past them into my room.

      I climb into bed to watch the movie, but it is being projected onto my room mate's chest, as he's laying down. I think, "This is a really awkward way to see a movie" as I sit back up to see the 'projection screen.' I decide that it is indeed too awkward a way to watch a movie, and get out of bed.

      Other people come into my room now, and begin talking about something. I join in, and then am hit with a huge wave of ocean water, that quickly submerges me over my head. I have been holding onto something, but have to let go of it to swim up to the surface and breathe. Once at the surface, I wipe some of the salt water from my eyes, then open them. Jelani from one of my classes is there, and we're all treading water in the ocean that is in my room, still with my walls, but with a higher ceiling to accommodate the raised water level. Some more large waves come through, but I tread water and remain on the surface, rising and falling as they pass.

      The water disappears suddenly, and an invisible force is holding me hovering in the air, by my feet. I am asked questions, and talk to people as I am swung around my room by my feet. There are many attractive women in my room as well, and I get opportunities to see things from certain angles that don't come very often, yet don't take them, instead focusing on their faces and what they're telling me.

      I now feel the force switch from holding onto my feet, to holding onto only my two big toes. It is more of an intense feeling, like when your toe is about to crack, but you don't crack it. Almost painful, yet bearable. More of an intense pressure, or pulling sensation. I am still swung around the room by this invisible force.

      I am allowed to hover nearby someone sitting on the heater near the window, and he asks me what makes the squeaking noise. I rub my hands together until they make a semi-squeaking noise and tell him, "being squeaky clean." before I am pulled off into more circles around the room.
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    15. Space Travel

      by , 05-22-2014 at 12:26 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I am ominously watching myself flying a space ship from about 15 meters outside the cockpit. I am docked on a large orange/brown asteroid in a star-wars looking space ship. I hear a crackled radio message from Yoda saying, "Your fear is an illusion that you can break from. Come to Mars and I will show you how."

      Apprehensive at first, I turn the ship around. Nearby, is an identical ship, with my frozen corpse inside of it, that my live self doesn't see. Still docked on the massive asteroid, I increase the throttle of the ship, propelling both ship and asteroid out into space towards mars with a lot of speed. A few seconds later, the rock I'm docked on smashes another huge rock into pieces as it flies through. I see the ship's after burners as both rock and ship disappear into space.
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      non-lucid
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