10-28-2012 -- [Darn it! Some dreams with great possibilities from last night, but I can remember almost nothing of them! Guess I have to post them as fragments again, and lump two or three together, rather than do them separately. Meanwhile, I have been having dreams to write down for the last week, but haven't had the time to post them, and won't for a couple more days. Will eventually be able to catch up again.] Fragment 1 -- I'm kind of in a sort of nature area, and I am kind of being forced to do something, but I have no idea what. I get the feeling it was all sort of Harry Potter related, and also had something to do with cats, which makes me suspect it also had to do with Mcgonagall, but I can't remember almost anything, which is very annoying. Anyway, I soon find myself in a ride queue at Disney, and one of the people who works on the ride turns out to be the person who was forcing me to do something I didn't want to do in the last bit, and I get my revenge by coming through their line and doing something every week to annoy them. These are long, detailed things, but I can remember almost nothing of them. I think one time through, I was talking spoilers about the ride, telling everybody what was coming, which had them mad at the staff for not stopping me. In another trip through, I was somehow firing stickers out of a sort of air cannon and onto peoples foreheads, often blocking their eyes and/or glasses and making it much harder for them to see. I took the end of a long strip of stickers on a roll from the souvenir stand, pulled it out into the line of people, and told them they were getting free stickers, which led to them wanting those stickers on their foreheads. The whole thing was driving the female cast member nuts as she tried to catch me and throw me out, while fighting with all these people. The straw that broke the camel's back was when I came walking in with a leather belt tied around my head, the tail of the belt stuck down my throat, which somehow caused me to projectile vomit non-stop. I vomited on everybody and everything else in line, but when I tried to vomit on the cast member, she tried to duck into a sort of stairwell, and found herself trapped there. I vomited a huge amount down on top of her, and somehow it caused an explosion and vomit suddenly spewed back out of the stairwell, flying everywhere, even hitting me. Yuck. But it drove the cast member nuts. Somehow this led to me kind of getting together romantically with another cast member, an attractive blonde. There was a ton more detail than I can remember, and instead of being gross the whole thing was actually quite funny, but I just can't remember it well enough to do it justice. --- Fragment 2 (right before waking for the day) First bit I can remember is walking back on forth on Crescent past the nursery, kicking a little sand, worrying about red ants, and a vague memory of somebody stuck up, snotty, demanding, and perhaps alien arguing with me. I'm pretty sure I kind of tell them off, and start walking toward Buena Park. There's detail here, but nothing I can remember. The tiniest hint of kicking something metal as I walk along. By the time I am ready to turn on Hickory, I glance across at Tom's house, and somehow I can see a reflection from the pool of an attractive blond swimming in a white, semi-transparent suit. [Think Leslie Easterbrook in the swimming pool scene in the Police Academy movies] I think it is Tom's mom, even though I seem to remember her being a brunette. Somehow I suddenly find myself in a sort of meeting in a room that I kind of feel is at Fullerton College. It still has something to do with aliens, and in fact as we are discussing them, Hawkeye Pierce (from MASH) starts saying what he thinks, and a hanging red light bulb starts to swing toward him, somehow drawn to him. Its hard to explain, except it is some sort of alien tech that is drawn to the aliens almost magnetically, and in what we've been dealing with, we're worried he is somehow becoming alien. So the light that is kind of pulsing hypnotically also keeps swinging toward him when he speaks, but not toward anyone else. Soon we're all walking across the campus, spreading out and heading in different directions, spreading information or something, then I find myself in another group meeting, though this time more out in the open. Oddly enough, we're now Starfleet personnel, and I am not sure, but I may be Riker. We're trying to figure out what we're going to do in regards to the aliens, and reactions have been spread in two directions, either for or against the aliens. The 'against' group, my group, has won, so we get to decide the response. There is a lot of argument along the lines that we should take command of them or something, but Picard is here, and reminds us that would be against our oaths to the Federation, so if we went that route we would be forced out of our commissions. I start on an impassioned speech about how we won't go that route, as I, for one, am not willing to give up my position over this. But my voice is very limited, and nobody seems to hear me. One of the opposition is starting to argue about my position and our decision, and he is overly tall, thin, and bald. I think he is probably from Mr. Homn's race. He is making an objection to what I am saying, until Picard starts walking toward him, poking him in the chest, and saying something about how actors are wonderful people, but since he is just acting, and not being honest about what he thinks, he should shut up. --- A short one from yesterday: Somehow I am Spider-Man, and I find I have to tear my way through a sort of a strong, thick plastic wall surrounding a ball pit in a play area. There is a little kid watching me, and hoping I can fix everything. Problem is, the flexible plastic shield is very strong, and I have to really exert myself to finally manage to tear it, and find myself falling face first into the ball pit. Soon I find myself staring up through the colorful balls, catching glimpses of my surroundings in the gaps between balls. Somehow I seem to be fighting my way through a corridor to reach a sort of female ogre who I have to fight. As we're fighting, she is slowly kind of turning into Wonder Woman. And I am slowly turning from Spider-Man into Harry Potter. Wonder Woman has an equally attractive teen age daughter who is kind of rebelling against her (teens, go figure) and since as Harry Potter, I am also a teen, we are kind of close. Somehow it seems Wonder Woman has kind of adopted me, at least unofficially. As things heat up between WW and her daughter, she somehow starts singing something about how it is only because she loves her, and "that's the way it should be." Its nice, but kind of dorky. Then everybody goes to take a nap or something. Soon it seems that my Godfather, Sirius, decides he wants to check on me. He has somehow broken into the house, and is trying to sneak around silently without being seen. I am watching him silently from around a corner. He doesn't know the layout, and he ends up outside Wonder Woman's bedroom door, and her boyfriend (who may be Batman) comes out the door, and is upset to find him there. Sirius tries to pull his wand, and the boyfriend kicks it out of his hand, then gives him a big kick and sends him flying. He turns around, and finds himself picked up and tossed to the ground by Wonder Woman before they realize who it is they are fighting, and let him go. Sirius is on the ground, looking up at Wonder Woman. She is not wearing her hero garb, but street clothes, and seems to be in a gray skirt down nearly to her knees. He grabs on to her to try and pull himself up, not meaning anything by it, but what looks like a gray skirt turns out to be made of dozens of thin strips that part under his hands, leaving him pulling himself up by more or less grasping her (admittedly very attractive) butt, in a pair of semi-small (but not quite thong) pair of panties. Sirius falls back to the ground in shock, turning crimson from embarrassment, while I just stand there laughing my head off at the whole situation!
[OK, so I've made a decision here. At least occasionally, on days when I haven't had any really great dreams, I'll post an older dream on here from my personal dream journal. Most of these will be my more major Harry Potter dreams, but this one had no Harry Potter that I remember, just mostly sci-fi stuff. Just so there is something more interesting in my dream journal for the day.] 4-23-2012 -- I am out doing courier work (not sure where) when I find Jeff Goodwin has just joined the company, and I am asked to give him a hand with one delivery. We're traveling a little bit on this one, something like 150 or 200 miles, and it seems to be a fairly smooth journey. We get where we are going, and deliver one package to a construction site that is along the lines of an OPC plant, then Jeff explains they gave him another package to deliver right down the block at a school. He goes to deliver that, while I wait for him before we can go back. As I am waiting, an attractive young lady comes along on a golf cart and is accusing me of being where I don't belong. I explain the delivery and waiting for Jeff, and she tells me to get on the golf cart, indicating that I can either take a seat, or drive it. I lift her up, take the driver's seat, and sit her in my lap. This doesn't seem to bother her. Then I wrap my arms around her, holding her close, but nothing really improper, and she warns me "Now you're starting to push it." and we drive off a short distance, back to the construction site, which has now changed. She looks vaguely like Olga from the show 7 Days, and she is here investigating something, trying to figure out what kind of deliveries they are getting here. It seems nothing matches the labels. There are boxes marked food that seem to contain several live cats (which are being referred to as dogs) and stuff like that. The cats are cute, and there are lots of little girls that want to play with them. She grabs the box I just delivered, which is marked bandages, and is filled with, yes, bandages. First box she has found that is properly marked. As we are checking on things, stuff shifts to where we are actually in some sort of alien camp, trying to learn what we can, but having to avoid drawing notice to ourselves. Seems like kind of a cross between 'They Live,' 'V,' and the Tripod books. We're wearing sunglasses that are supposed to control what we see, and how we react to things, but one of our people has tampered with them so they only half-work. They affect what we are seeing enough that we can keep from reacting unexpectedly, but they keep us from being controlled. Most of the aliens are mostly human-size, but do not act like humans ... except for a few. There is a very huge alien that acts a little different, and a short human who acts much the same way, and we discover they are the result of a cross-breeding experiment where the more human offspring are short and the alien ones are roughly Hagrid-sized. But both offspring are too easy going and laid back to be of any use to the aliens. They are free, and tolerated, but will never be a part of the alien civilization. We're in a small box-like area doing our research, and I still have been keeping an eye out for Jeff's return, but I realize I haven't been paying enough attention, and don't know if he is still at the school or not. A couple of the aliens come by, and the Olga character doesn't see them and talks about something she shouldn't, which has them examining us more closely. One person reacts badly, and they pick him up and find his glasses have been tampered with, and fix them. He is now under their control. They start picking up a couple of others, and eventually reach for me. I try to dodge, and they tell me to stand still. I don't, but that tells them I am not under their control, and they manage to grab me and pick me up by the hair. To me, the aliens look identical, and they are commenting on how we can't tell them apart while looking at them directly. They take my glasses, and somehow as I glance at them, one is obviously male while the other is female, and I never noticed it before. I comment on it. With the glasses removed, I have lost all volition. I just don't care what is going on, and am just hanging by my hair. One of them tells me that for fooling them with the fake glasses, he is going to kill me, and he carries me over to a display that is roped off that has a kind of strange, small, square furnace in it, and starts swinging me by my hair, preparing to toss me in it. I finally start to care, and grab him by the hand and fight my way free. As I struggle with him, my hand lands on the mask he is holding, and I tear it off his face. It turns out on his face under the mask he has a ton of spots, and all the aliens are horribly racist, and hate those with more or less spots then themselves. This is why they wear the masks, to allow them to function. I start to call out about how spotty he is, and the other aliens grab him and start to tear him apart. They forget all about me. So I run back to the small box-like encampment, and start gathering my people together. It is hard to interest a couple who have already had their glasses fixed, and there is no sign of Jeff. The Olga character has disappeared, and I am trying to find her. There is another young woman, nude, and fairly attractive, who is moaning about how horrible she looks, and I am trying to convince her she looks lovely, her mind is just being messed with by the glasses. I am looking for a way out, and in an intuitive leap, I think that the strange sort of eye-looking organic things I have seen in a couple of hatches in the floor might be a sort of exit. I can't seem to find any of them now, but I spot a closed hatch on the ground and get the others to help me open it. The space underneath looks organic, with a kind of an alien-green skin surrounding what almost looks like a bright yellow eye area. I gather my nerves and drop myself into the hatch, and the 'eye' opens like a sort of iris, and I fall through into some sort of slime. I hold my breath and move through a sort of slime-filled underworld, where I can see a few others moving around, before I fall through entirely, and find myself back in the exterior area where I made my original delivery, then I wake up.
For some reasons I am stuck having to live with some group of people in a shelter in a huge building that have no contact to the sun whatsoever, yet the people living here still seemed normal and not nocturnal at all. The host I got is a really mean guy who is sending me on errands and shits on the threat of kicking me out. He also doesn't give me enough food and when he does he only gave a quarter of a steamed fish with a handful of rices. He still had the nerves to pinch some fish off saying I would eat too much. I decided I'm not taking this shit. So I found a way to move out somehow and lived with a better host who is a woman. She got internet. Later after some shenanigans that probably involved using computer and internet I somehow found myself on the Moon (or is the shelter already on the moon? hmm) The Moon isn't a dark place that look black and white like all those pictures you see in the Moon Landing per se. It resembled more like those desert planets you keep seeing on movies like Riddick or that shit about Mar I can't remember the name of. That is to say it is a really white but not blinding desert with huge rocks with strange shapes. It also don't seem to be very windy nor sandy despite the sandy texture of the ground we (I was with some group of guys) are walking on. Some of the guys started pointing at some aliens (Moonusian? Moonmen? Moon is not an alien name-friendly place) which I cannot see due to perspective or probably because I just simply don't notice them. I am a bit miffed by this and then I woke up. Spoiler for Extra details I recalled later: The room that I ate in that the asshole pinched food from me seemed like a huge auditorium. I was eating on a table in front of the stage. I did not see any more rooms. Heck, I think they all live in the auditorium-like building like no houses, but my false memories suggested otherwise. The lady have a computer room with 6 computers in a row with 3 on one side. They are arranged like those in a computer class. I opened up some program that seems like the mumbo-jumbo we would have seen on a NASA officer's screen in Hollywood movies.
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09-12-2012 -- [Not much going on in the dream world for the most part, for the last week or so, but couldn't sleep well last night, woke a lot, and tons of dream bits. Most didn't come out long enough or detailed enough to post as full dreams, or at least I can't remember enough.] Trying to use the toilet at the Hickory house (or perhaps in the back yard) but something is wrong. A part in the tank that controls refilling and flushing, but resembles a plunger, has stretched and broke, so the toilet is no longer working right. I pull out the broken part, that fits on the rest largely like a sleeve, and it comes off easy, and ought to be easy to replace. About that time, mom comes on the scene, says I have done it wrong, the entire thing needs to come out and be replaced, and I've damaged everything horribly. I try to explain that the part that was broken and which I removed was very easy to take out, and should be easy to replace, but even if the entire thing has to be replaced, The broken part I took out couldn't cause any other damage, and it is no big deal. She won't listen, yells and screams, tells me to never try and fix anything in the house again, or even touch anything in the house again, and then in practically the next breath, orders me to fix other stuff in the bathroom. I have had enough, and tell her no. I am leaving. She screams I am not, and tries to lock me in the house. I force my way out the door, and jog away from her. Oddly enough, though she is very heavy, she manages to keep up with me, and I just barely stay out of her grasp. Neither of us seems to know how she keeps up with me, except anger, and so I am running across streets, and turning around and dodging. I try to catch a bus, but mom is too lose, so I start running down Crescent, instead, heading down toward Marshall. Somehow she got trapped in crowds around the Braille Institute, and I manage to get some distance between us. As I reach about the nursery, there is a mother, daughter and baby in carriage that spot me, spot mom chasing after me, and decide to interfere. They start chasing after me as well, Though I have been running toward Marshall, I end up in Smith's Food King, the mother still chasing after me, trying to maintain sight so she can lead my mother to me. I finally have enough, call for the manager of the store, and explain I don't know this lady, but she is stalking me. He takes me in the back, away from her, and is talking about keeping us separated, but I just rush out the loading docks at the back of the store, and figure I'll escape that way. I circle behind the store to a chain link fence that I can climb and escape the area, just to find the mother is now there with her husband and an entire second family, and they are all trying to catch me. They refuse to understand my mom was the one who was wrong in this situation, and are determined to catch me and help punish me, regardless. I can't even get far enough away to call Bonnie C for a ride to try and get out of the area. Lousy dream! --- Most of this is missing, but a couple of the cooler bits were here, so ... I am in a sort of stadium, watching some sort of sport, perhaps water polo or something unusual like that. Along with the scoreboard showing the score, there is another one showing the purchase of food, drinks and souvenirs. And as the bars on these fill up, and then reset, I can claim a portion of the funds brought in. But they are moving very slowly, and I can see a huge amount of stuff being bought or sold. I wander around to try and figure out what is going on. At first I think scans as things are thrown away aren't reading properly, but eventually I realize I only get the partial credit for the stuff sold from one food stand, one drink stand, and two souvenir stands, so what I have to do is attract more attention to my stands, to get more sales there, and earn more money. Soon I find myself back at the table I had been watching things from. But now there is a hint of wrestling, a hint of a balloon convention, and slowly more than a hint of a comic book convention. The person sitting across the table from me is Peter David, and though I have no idea what we have been talking about, he is passing me an autographed dragon shirt that he is giving to me because he has enjoyed our conversation. He says it is only a 2X, which wouldn't normally fit me, but he also says it is a very large 2X, and since we're both large guys and it fits him ... it fits, and I thank him for the great souvenir. --- I am at the Adventurers Club on a very slow night, very early in the evening, standing in the main salon. The doors to the library are open for seating for the first show, but there is nobody here but me and maybe one or two others. I keep catching sight of actors heading backstage to animate wall characters to announce shows and such, but they keep noticing there is nobody to announce to, and stop themselves after they've barely begun, so I'm missing all the great shows. Pretty sure I spotted Graham as Hathaway for a moment. --- Somehow in a shopping mall, being chased by aliens and taken prisoner of a sort. Am being handcuffed or led around, and am just trying to figure out what is going on. Was rather cool and interesting, except none of it stays in memory, so this fragment is mostly worthless to express it. --- Am on a bus riding along, listening to people talking behind me. One of them seems somehow familiar, and I think I know him from somewhere, so am mentioning stuff connected to Disney or something. He just thinks I am nuts. Then he says something about Mammoth Cave, and I finally place him. His name is Jim something, and he wrote a small book I read about the cave (not Jim Borden, and not one of Roger Brucker's books, but a book that only exists in this dream). I tell him I recognize him now, loved his book, and wrote him a letter about it a few weeks before. He remembers my letter, and now we're kind of friends. This brings into my mind the outline of a dream I can remember having recently, about a combination of the regular dreams I used to have that were a cross between Brookhurst moon park and Tom Sawyer's Island, and Mammoth Cave, with exploring small, local passageways, and trying to find lost connections that lead into much larger sections of the cave. [In the dream it was a dream I was remembering. In real life, I don't know if it was a real dream I had sometime recently, or was created from whole cloth within this dream.] Soon most of the passengers have gotten off the bus, and we're at another stop where Graham Murphy is getting off the bus. As soon as he steps out in front of his house, he is surrounded by people (including a quartet dressed up as Disney Carolers) and starts leading them in Christmas carols. He seems to sing that style of song quite well. It is very nice. --- Seems like there should be one more fragment here, but can't remember it now. If it comes back, I may edit this to add it.
08-23-2012 -- [All right, the title of this one is because I had a nice lucid dream this morning which I enjoyed, and would not mind repeating ... unlike the nasty, miserable, soul-crushing lucid dream I had a few days ago. (I will get that one posted eventually.) That one actually chased me away from posting dreams for a few days, it made me so miserable. Still have been dreaming, and writing them down, just haven't had the 'psychic' energy to post them for a few days.] I am in school, sitting in a class that just ended. Everybody is gathering their stuff together, and I glance at the desk next to me, where somebody was just sitting. I think they've got graffiti all over it, but as I reach for a rag to try and force it off, it just blows away. Covered in dust. And I realize I dust this desk quite often, and somehow it is always covered in dust again. I turn to tell Mrs. Walton [high school English teacher] but she's gone. I'm amazed how quickly she got out of there. There is a custodian who has come in to clean the room, but no teacher. As I am pondering this, Mrs. Walton comes back in, and I mention the dust, but she doesn't much care. I finish gathering my books, and walk out of the classroom. I glance at the quad and admire the volcano (well, it is kind of a cross between a tropical volcano and Big Thunder-style rock work) and think to myself "That really looks nice ... wait a minute, that's not supposed to ... I'm dreaming!" No reality check, no questioning. I know that doesn't belong, so I am dreaming. I can remember my plans for the next lucid dream I have, quite plainly. I have to find S. and have a good time. I start to wonder where I might find her at. I don't know her class schedule ... heck, this is a dream, I don't even know my own class schedule. I don't want to chase all around the campus looking for her. I sit down at a picnic table to think about it. There is a slim, fairly attractive blonde approaching me, and she wants to talk to me, and she seems to be really friendly. I tell her I have to find S., and she says something like "Isn't she gay?" I pull her against me for a kiss, and within a couple of seconds she is all over me, grinding against me, completely mine. I gently push her back and tell her "S." "Whatever you say," she moans. "I'll try and help you draw her in!" I gently wipe the drool that is starting to run down her chin from how into me she is, after that kiss. [Lucid dream power, she can't resist me. And AFAIK, S. is not, and never has been gay.] As we're about to walk off, the scene has turned to a gas station, and some guy has just pulled up in a truck and is shooting off his mouth, insulting people. He's horribly mean to this little kid, and he thinks he is cool because he is being horribly mean in really great voice mimics. Because he sounds like several actors, it is cool that he is cursing at this poor kid. I don't like the guy, but I come face to face with him while climbing in my car. He has the most brilliant, bright blue eyes I have ever seen, and as I open the door I am thinking "no way is that guy human. He's an alien or something." I've climbed into the back seat of my car instead of the front, and somebody starts driving it away. I look up at the sun roof, and the guy with the blue eyes is trying to crawl through it, and I am starting to fight him off. I still know I am dreaming, and taking care of this guy is going to be easy, but since I wake up about this time, got nowhere further. Fun little dream, though.
Non-dream Dream Dream 1: I am in a crazy Workaholics dream where we are trying to outdo each other in everything. We are going on water slides in the wilderness. There is also lots of fighting (play fighting I think). Dream 2: We are at the wedding and my Dad gives the welcome toast too early when everyone is walking into the reception area. Nobody really hears him or pays attention. The wedding coordinator makes him do it again once everyone is seated. Dream 3: I am subbing in a basketball league and I'm playing mad defense. I am blocking and stealing everything. I also made ~1/2 of my shots and almost dunked on someone. People were amazed and very frustrated. Dream 4: Me and some people are taking turns flying a space ship to Mars. We are practicing our landings. I dominated. Dream 5: There are a bunch of beings that were judging people. I believe the setting is the Pam Ln backyard. They turn blue if you are OK and green if you are not OK. There is a little boy in front of me. I am in my underwear. I steal something from the little boy's backpack - a bunch of hard drives, wine and beer.***. All of the beings turn yellow (which I guess is even worse than green) and I am very embarrassed. I think I am going to prison. Somehow they let me have a do-over and I got off the hook. They said I have to throw a tennis ball off of the thin strip of wood above the garage door, then catch it in the dark in order to be spared. My cats were there too. ***Did something much worse too
This one was lucid, but I didn't accomplish anything. -_- I think it started with me and a group of people standing in a parking lot, and Optimus Prime appeared and told us he needed people to help him fight evil. He handed each of us a mask, and when we put our masks on they turned into a full Power Ranger uniform. I was green. Optimus told us all our names (Glitter, for me ) and informed everyone that there were aliens in a nearby city. We were supposed to fly there... But I couln't get off the ground. Of course. So I grabbed hold of Optimus when he took off and rode all the way to our destination. We landed in a mall. There were large dinasaur-humanoid creatures rampaging around. People were screaming and running everywhere, and the other Power Rangers quickly went to work beating them up. I, however, had no idea what to do. One of the aliens spotted me and started to charge. I ran, but he was catching up. I made a feeble attempt at flying and landed flat on my face. The alien actually stopped and laughed at me, along with most of the people who had seen my fail. I gave up on the alien fighting and headed into the main part of the mall. People pointed at me and whispered things along the lines of, "There's that Power Ranger who can't even fly. What a loser." I just tried to find an interesting store. My friend Wesley came in after a minute or two and started following me, and I lost lucidity while trying to lose him. ~~~ Just a fragment. I was in some kind of house or half-outdoor setting. The whole place was overrun with weeping angels from Dr. Who and Inferi (basically the Harry Potter version of zombies). I had a sledgehammer and was trying to destroy the angels and keep away the Inferi at the same time. That was pretty much the entire dream. At one point towards the end, though, I think I was explaining what weeping angels were to someone. There happened to be several of them surrounding us at the time. "You can't blink," I told her. "Every time you blink they come closer. When they're far away they look like this--" I put my hands up in the weeping pose-- "But when get up to you they look like this." I tried to imitate the hands-clawed-teeth-bared stance. As I was doing that, I noticed an angel behind me doing the thing I was trying to imitate. I pushed it away and said, "Back off, I can do it myself." Spoiler for Don't blink:
I had some interesting dreams this week.. One night I had a dream that I was in some forest with my brother, we saw some bear (idk what it is with bears I'm not even like scared of them in real life)! It saw us and we took off for some huge rocks that were clifflike. We climbed as fast as we could the bear came after us, I turned around and kicked it in the head with all my might. WHAM and he fell and smashed it's head on a rock and his brains were on the rock and it died. I would put that down as a good dream, mostly because I didn't end up mutilated. Last night, probably the most intense alien dream I ever had… I was at my house, my mom was coming up from phoenix, she usually called when she was getting near home but for some reason this time she didn't, (dream skip) now about an hour passed when she was supposed to get home, We got in the car to go and see if she was okay, we knew she left but maybe something happened to her when she was driving I don't know.. Dream skip again.. We were now a little while out from reaching the highway (my house is a few miles away from the highway back a winding road) when I noticed something, a massive column of dust, smoke, and ash reaching hundreds, if not thousands of feet into the sky! And at the top it was.. Oh my god.. it was a mushroom cloud!! "Dad!" I yelled, "There's a mushroom cloud right there!?" I turned to my brother. "Do you think it started?" Referring to martial law and the police state. "No" he said, "They wouldn't use nukes out here in the middle of no where, this has to be something else." We live out in the middle (almost exact middle) of arizona in a little town called Payson. Google it if you want to see. We drove further towards the highway, went down a little hill, as we got closer we saw more, smaller columns of mostly dust where it was like bombs dropped out in a big valley to the south by a place called rye, in real life this place is pretty much all desert, but here there was a large city down there.. Finally we reached the highway, cars, both military and civilian zoomed past and.. BOOM! they were taken off the road by a massive (not of this world) missle that looked like a plasma shot or something from halo! I immediately traced where the shot had come from to see a large ship coming over the mountain shooting at everything.. Think this.. execpt glowing colors and seethrough kinda like a jellyfish, then picture freakin missles shooting out of a cannon at vehicles as they drive around and catch on fire and explode into a million pieces. It was pretty intense, that's all I am saying, there were more of those things raining down from the sky in the distance. If that wasn't bad enough there were ground forces! They were on the other side of the highway shooting towards us, they looked quite like this, But goldish yellow.. They were shooting bullets that were like from the movie Battle LA. (I hate to use just halo examples, it really wasn't like halo all that much, it was just in a way similar.. They started shooting at our car, I ducked down behind the window and screamed, "DRIVE!!" My dad floored it and pulled out to the north, My brother said that we had to get to I forget he either said cottonwood or camp verde.. I said that we need to go on foot away from any towns or cities, which they both agreed to. I said "Crap! We don't have any guns!" That sucked, my brother let out an argh and my dad sighed.. I said, "Wait, I have my .22 rifle, it has 1 clip of ammo, we can't use it to fight but we can use it to hunt for food, rabbits and crap." So that was a relief, The dream probably isn't half over yet, but it sorta changes half way through in a little bit and becomes a completely separate dream that takes place somewhere in china and I had like, special abilities and I needed to find some person that brought on the invasion and kill him so they would go home or something, then they sent someone after me that ended up being someone that I really love and had spent a lot of time with (sorta like the dream where I stabbed my partner in the neck, a similar situation) But this time I just left her and never killed or hurt her. The dream ended shortly after, MAN BIG DREAM! Another dream with claire in it.. I was spiderman, (the amazing spiderman with the web things on his hands) and I was supposed to go to a school for a while (I don't know exactly why I think I was doing some recon on a hunch that something was going to happen) I made some friends, and there was one really cute girl that at first made fun of me with her friends, but after a while she realized that she was in the same situation as me, (not meaning the spiderman thing hehe, meaning some type of person that came in because her parents moved around) (I guess that was my excuse) we hung out, then blah blah, some other crap with talking her inviting me over to her house and me sneaking over at like midnight and me showing her that I was really spiderman it was a cool dream. Then the night before last, I had 2 lucid dreams, one I was getting really really good at waterbending, Kinda accidentally created a tidal wave, I had been training with some super powerful person who was showing me techniques to waterbending. He basically told me the mindset behind it then it was so much easier.. I also practiced up on my airbending a little bit, Not too bad but could use some work. I flew a little bit then dive bombed into the ocean.. Saw some cute girls in bikinis and flirted with them.. Had a second lucid dream that night, some pretty awesome free running in the city at night. I think my demon training is really coming along, I'm getting pretty elite now.. That's pretty much all the memorable dreams for the past week or so..
I will label entries as Quick Entry when I'm feeling too lazy to write a full entry or I missed a couple nights. July 4th, 2012 I was non-lucid for the majority of the dream but towards the end I became lucid. I was in my junior high. Some kid was being a bully so I said I would fight him. He said to meet him after school. Wandered around the school and peeked in classes. Went outside and ended up on a roof with some other students somehow. We were falling off when I realized I was dreaming. Looked over at a girl and said don't worry, this is only a dream. Began flying around. Landed in front of the trailer I used to live in. Bully kid was there beat the crap out of him. Woke up. July 5th, 2012 Completely non-lucid dream. Was in my old trailer. Hanging out with lesbian couple on a couch. They keep tickling me to the point that it makes us all uncomfortable. Walk into hallway. Dream scene shifts. Hanging out outside. Suddenly alien spaceship is in the sky. Everyone freaks out. Ship starts sucking up the entire Earth. Bits and pieces of Earth left. Ask aliens why they'd do this. They say the same thing happened to them so they go from planet to planet hoping to destroy the world of whoever did it to their planet. Tell them that it's unfair of them to do that and they've become what they hate. They realize their mistakes. Tell me to find the last survivors and board them on ht e ship. Do so. Ship finds a runway and blasts into the sky. Wake up.
dream : comments : lucid 25th of June, 2012 There were multiple dimensions that we were trying to unite by combining rocks in a cave. ------ I crashed two seperate cars, one effing me up really badly. There were cool parts to the dream about why I was speeding but I forget them. ------ A massive fleet of giant glowing balls began to emerge from underground around the country. It turned out they were alien ships that began dropping off zombie-like aliens to take over. I had to locate the nest things that each one emerged from an push a button to shut them down. Acka and I stole several cars to race around and try to stop as many as we could, because everyone else had given up hope. In an old Porsche, we found evidence that the zombie aliens were actually humans that had been transformed by some kind of syrup product. There was a weird scene were I was talking to the owner of the syrup company on this '70's version of futuristic' television machine.
dream : comments : lucid 21st of June, 2012 My recall's been really bad lately, for some reason. This is a tiny almost lucid I had this morning. I was with Nooks and some other people in a forested hill area. It was winter and the trees had mostly lost their leaves. I realised that there was a UFO following the people, who began to run away together. I said to Nooks that it would make much more sense if they split up; that way it couldn't follow them both... but it'd be gay as Hell to be the one that it DID follow. Somehow it came to pass that Nooks and I were the ones that were being followed so we began running through the trees trying to avoid this thing and its spotlight. It was really quite horrifying. We ran for a while trying to lose it and find cover before coming across a river with huge frozen walls. Like that, but without the glacier on top-just more hill. Anyway, we tried to hide in the crevices and hoped that the cold water would lower our body temperatures so they couldn't detect us. Nooks started singing at that point though, so I put my hand over her mouth to shut her up. Too late. Aliens began to abseil out of this thing (it was basically a helicopter, apparently) so we bolted while we had the chance, swimming as hard as we could to reach the bank. We ran like that for some time and eventually found ourselves near people in a large...complex of some sort. Kind of like a school/outdoor shopping mall. I looked back to see the 'alien' (read: random dude) chasing us at like 50km/h so we stepped up the pace and were running absurdly quickly. At that point we were on an indoor oval and began jumping really far to try and escape. I turned to Nooks and said "Don't worry Nooks, this is obviously just a dream now!" and kept jumping, wondering what to do next. I'd been asleep for a while though so as soon as I realised I was dreaming I woke up. Should've stabilised or something. Ah well, still appears my dream recognition is improving.
Last Nights Dreams Dream 1 My Daughter L keeps putting her fags out on me. We are walking down my street, someone else is with us but I'm not sure who, it might be my other Daughter P. L now puts a fag out on my neck, she's only playing and I say to her "if you do that once more I'm gonna fuckin brain ya!" Dream 2 I'm with some woman and we run into a big house or something to hide. The earth is being destroyed by aliens and the aliens are trying to kill us. There is 1 big alien blob thing that has tentacles coming from it and it was killing and destroying everything. The other aliens with it looked just like us and we didn't want them to come near us or touch us. We are talking while we are hiding. We look about for food but can't find any. Me and the woman I'm with carry on talking, she says something about not being on earth again because it won't exist and I say "well at least we've been here and we can tell anyone born from now on what it was like" I'm in shock and can't believe this is happening. We are now holding the glass door shut because the aliens that look like us have found us and are trying to get in. I force the lock shut then notice 6 panel like locks that are on the door aswell, they have writing on but make no sence to me, 2 woman aliens now break into us and we are so scared. END. Dream 3 I am a man and I have the same hair as Hugh Grant. ((floppy hair )) I am flirting with a woman and I really fancy her . I see myself in a mirror and I look just like a female Hugh Grant my hair is jet black. I think to myself "I'll get her, look at me I'm irresistible!" Lmfao .
I was hanging out with a group of friends in my neighborhood. We heard stories about UFOs and Aliens that were coming to visit our town. And in fact, later on, while we were playing videogames down in my basement, we heard a loud shooting noise outside. We ran out and gazed up at the sky. Sure enough, we saw a large asteroid headed for Earth, including a small flying thing next to it. My friend's sister walked up to us and told us not to freak out, and that the astronauts were just testing. So we waited, and finally, the meteor came crashing down near our house. We went to take a look but couldn't find it. On the way back, we saw a man in a space suit parachuting down to my street. We thought he was an alien, so we hid away and watched him. He walked up to another man in a space suit and took his helmet off to reveal that he was some rock and roll star, complete with the 80s hair metal look. I think this next dream was a different one. Sure felt like it anyway. I was at my school for the SAT. The school looked warped, with green lit hallways and lots of equipment placed out to the side. I walked up to the lady at the counter. "Name, please?" she asked. "Tanner Fugate," I said. She punched in some seemingly random numbers into her computer and smiled. "Now go to sleep." I looked at her questioningly before feeling lightheaded and sleepy and collapsing onto the cold floor. I woke up, what seemed like hours later, in a small classroom. My old English teacher was in there, staring at me expectingly, like I was supposed to do something. I looked up at the dry-erase marker board, and written on it was various bits of Nadsat slang from a Clockwork Orange. So I let loose, thinking he wanted me to recite it or something. Can't recall exactly what I said, but: "You foul, ranctuous, rangetty blotherhob! You give me this strange feelin' all in me guttywutts!" and oh yeah, I was having a great time just shouting Nadsat, feeling like Alex from A Clockwork Orange. The teach clapped and said I did a wonderful job, and then I fell BACK asleep, only to wake up laying sideways to see the one clerk lady and the English teacher examining me for some kind of disease. And that's all I remember. The Nadsat slang itself actually didn't make much sense ;L oh well. Both of these dreams were cool.
I was in an unfamiliar house with an unfamiliar family. I heard terrifying noises which turned out to be dinosaurs stomping around outside. I also had a 4 year old daughter but I barely knew who she was, just that I needed to protect her. the front and back doors kept opening up and car headlights were slowly pulling right up to the door. we kept shutting them and hiding. the dinosaurs left, then the phone rang. I answered it and they were aliens talking in a different and very disturbing language. I could hear them through the walls standing right outside. and I could tell what they were saying, they said, "we want to put the brown haired girl in public" so I hung up. I started packing my things to go to charleston, wv, but I noticed all my things were scraps of trash and undecipherable noted. took the notes and left.
I'm on a kind of glider thing, kinda like the one from "Avatar : The legend of Aang" (used to watch it years ago), but this one is metal, a shiny silver, with a red stripe at the front, I don't know why but the red stripe had significance. I'm flying over a new planet but I can't see anyone on it, or anything. The "wings" of the glider came out so that the were at 90 degrees with each side of my body, with my hands placed in container like things at the end of the wings, I'm holding on to a small pole inside. (Kinda like the fake Hulk gloves you get :L) I arrive at this river, or what seems like a river which takes me over to this island, which is clearly inhabited by aliens. There is hundreds of them crowding a hole in the ground, looking at it for god knows what reason. They look almost exactly like the aliens from district 9, the kind of prawn looking things, but they were more crouched over and smaller. I fly in closer. I lose control of the glider and the next thing I remember is that I have crashed in the middle of all these aliens, just next to the hole in the ground. It feels like dirt, like dry dirt you would get. I keep slipping in and out of conscientiousness, looking side to side when my eyes were open, I'm all sweaty and dirty and things. I look over to see 3 of the aliens putting my glider down the hole. I am now getting guided through a crowd, but the crowd has separated giving 2 parallel lines for me to be dragged along, with two aliens holding one of my hands each and my feet tied up in chains with a weight in the middle weighing me down. They are pulling me up stairs made of very clean stone, totally different from before, getting to the top of the stairs, I then wake up
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