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    1. Moar Jetpacks

      by , 07-31-2012 at 05:35 PM (The Infinite Domain)
      Non-Lucid|Lucid|Notes
      Recently I've been having a lot of dramatic dreams lately, involving the police and my legal status... I'm slightly worried about my state of mind...

      I am in my neighbor's backyard at dusk. My hands are covered in blood. I'm hastily putting on an interesting contraption, similar to a backpack, but my hands keep slipping. I wipe them on my ripped jeans and continue strapping this abnormal invention onto my back.

      I finish, just as the police pull up to the front of the house, and push off the ground.

      This must've been a pretty shitty jet pack, as it lifted me more like a hot air balloon than something powered by gasoline. I pass this off as a means of stealth purposes and elevate, slowly, into the night sky. I hear gunshots below me and feel an odd pressure in my left thigh. I've been shot! Usually the replacement of pain for pressure is a prenominal dream sign, but I pass it off as a regular occurrence and keep flying.


      Hours later, I begin to descent into a vaguely familiar town. I am kindly greeted by Anne Hathaway dressed as Catwoman, who proceeded to shoot me in the face with a taser and drag me off to prison.
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    2. Prison.

      by , 07-31-2012 at 05:15 AM (The Infinite Domain)
      Non-Lucid|Lucid|Notes
      Falsely Convicted
      I'm in a courtroom, standing up at the defendant's table. Every accusation I hear is direct evidence of the murder I supposedly committed. The only problem? I'm innocent.

      I'm dragged off by an officer in a khaki uniform and walked down a hallway, where the media is lined up along the walls. My mother shoves past a group of camera-holding spectators, just long enough to ask me a brief, yet impending question:
      "Did you do it?"
      I shake my head, no.

      As I am carefully chained into the back an empty black van which, undoubtedly, should be taking me to a state penitentiary, I begin to cry. My life is over at 17. Damn, I didn't even get to go to college yet.

      A thought crosses my mind...


      I'm 17! I can't go to prison yet! This must be a..

      The dream warps and I awake with a peculiar sense of satisfaction
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      lucid , non-lucid
    3. Recall Galore

      by , 07-28-2012 at 11:14 PM (The Infinite Domain)
      Non-Lucid - Lucid - Notes
      1st Dream
      I'm sitting in a glass elevator with two people I don't recognize. I know for certain that this is no ordinary elevator, as when I look outside, I stare into the vast expanse of a curious looking star system.

      I didn't take note on what I was wearing, but it was rather uncomfortable, so I ripped it all off. Something happens and the elevator stops and opens.

      End

      2nd Dream (fragment)
      The girl I've been talking to for a while, M, is helping me put a condom on because I was having a slight amount of trouble wrapping my tool.
      End

      3rd Dream
      A very, very, VERY long sex scene with Wonder Woman. No idea why this even happened.
      End

      4th Dream
      Playing Nazi Zombies with a good friend of mine, Z. We get pulled into the game itself and are eventually eaten

      5th Dream
      I'm standing on an exotic-looking island, probably inspired by the game "Dead Island".

      There were dead bodies everywhere, and people mourning for their loved ones. This was the site of a recent terrorist attack. I walk around the broken docks, and hear a helicopter landing in the distance.

      I run over to see who is visiting this godforsaken island, only to come face-to-face with Barack Obama in a crimson-red suit dual wielding two .50 cal. Pistols.


      At this point I've come to the realization that I'm dreaming, but that doesn't stop Barack. He shoves past me and I get a glimpse of him finishing off any survivors of the prenominal attack. I find this to be entertaining, yet disturbing, so I finish him off by summoning lightning from the clear blue sky. I wake up feeling both satisfied and refreshed
      I fall back asleep around 6:00 A.M.

      6th Dream (fragment)
      My mom smells the cigar I smoked earlier on my clothes, and I convince her that it is simply my cologne infused with marijuana extract. WTF?

      7th Dream
      Listening to M sing. She is unusually talented, for someone who doesn't sing for shit in waking life.I become lucid for a short while in realization of this, but the dream is unstable and I wake up.

      8th Dream (FA)
      I "wake up" to a phone call from M, but "fall back asleep" because I'm far too tired.

      8 "Dreams" in 1 Night. Needless to say, I'm satisfied.