non-lucid

February 19th, 2010

Weird Series of Dreams (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, another time this started with a brief game-like moment and I'm getting a lot of kills with a sniper rifle... But then it suddenly becomes real and me and this girl realize we're outnumbered! So we drop grenades behind us and run through this small hallway. We end up in a freezer room with random tanks of some fluid. Also, we're wearing labcoats now like we're scientists. About three guards come inside and find us, then the girl starts pulling out a bunch of karate / kung-fu moves, so I join in and we take them out... Next scene!

These may seem like different dreams, but it all seemed to happen in the same stream of conciousness. I'm now driving my car and come upon a house with weird landscape (hills, junk, and random items everywhere) and sounds of an angry mob and a feeling, yes I could sense it, of pitchforks, torches, and general mob weaponry. I see Bart simpson running away, and the next thing I know, I'm throwing cereal and milk on the ground in front of the mob. Here comes the twist: when the mob steps on the cereal, they're INSTANTLY ELECTROCUTED and I fry most of the mob. The rest of them just disperse, and this dream sequence ends. Now for the final 'dream scene.'

I'm in some kind of Star Wars setting, shooting red exploding bombs at droids / drones. We were definately under attack. Kind of weird how whenever I shot a bomb my sight followed it until it exploded, then I went into my eyes again. Then, behind me / us (there were others around me, but I never paid attention to them) a bunch of crab / insect-like droids came up a ramp to our position! So what do I do? I fly into the air (NOT LUCID) get some cereal out of no where (NOT LUCID) and start throwing it on the ground with milk that was mixed in with the box (NOT LUCID). Then, the cereal (yup, you guessed it) electrocuted the robots (NOT LUCID) and I saved the dream. I woke up thinking, why the hell did I not notice something was off? Anyways, yea, weird series of dreams. They all seemed to be just one transition to the next. Not once did I become lucid.