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Morning of August 28, 2014. Thursday.



At the time I was experiencing this very vivid dream, the house next door was being partly demolished by continuous extremely loud hammering and scraping in the kitchen with a tool dropping every couple of minutes (which went on for about six hours - this had also occurred last Friday for about eight hours).

As I am lying in bed in-dream, I notice that to my right, instead of my wardrobe, is seemingly a closer wall of the house with a large recess about three feet up from the floor and some of the area implied to be below the floorboards. A large mouse comes out, with longer fur than normal. Farther in is an additional opening, somewhat circular (but irregular) and difficult to discern and which possibly leads to an underground tunnel - there is not much light inside. Small details of plumbing are vaguely visible or considered. Another large mouse is eventually visible. Soon, however, a baboon-like creature of about the size of a medium-sized dog, though somewhat cream-colored and with vaguely badger-like patterning on head and feet, grabs each mouse, one at a time, and quickly eats it, swallowing it whole. I am somewhat surprised and wary but not really afraid. I turn to the left to mention this event to my wife. For a short time, I hold on to our pet cat which comes into the room, as I get the impression our cat might be eaten by the creature if it goes too close to the recess.

The area has a dirt floor and I seem to be aware that the creature had been continuously feeding on larger mice and perhaps birds for a time. At one point, he is on all fours and is so fat that his stomach and entire torso drags on the ground. He does not seem to be a threat and I do not even sense any danger, as it seems “obvious” that he would not leave the area closer to the secondary entrance. This would not be feasible in reality, as the area would not be big enough and the bathroom is on the other side of the wall that, again, is farther away in real life. However, in afterthought, it is almost as if the side of my wardrobe had a cave-like area to a secret part of the house (partly underground). The layout, as with many dreams, is not feasible, though.

Curiously, I am not aware (at first) of the hammering while in the dream state, although I do often hear real-life sounds “scripting” the dream. The dream eventually loses cohesion and morphs into another less vivid dream of a false-awakening where I am continuously talking to my wife about the person next door and his constant noise and calling him various rude names. I can hear him replying (though not yelling) but cannot make out much of what he is saying (in an only slightly frustrated tone).

It seems fairly obvious that the distorted baboon and the badger-like nuances represented how I “saw” the person next door and how he was intruding on our lives at the time; the “impossible” fatness, however, probably relating to the presence of the louder noise.

March 25, 2011
Lucid Dream 204: Human Kites
Series: Friends, Episode 9
around 7:00am
DILD



Me and my friend Mike D are walking through Wal-Mart. We walked back to the alcohol section and I grabbed some strange bottle of alcohol. It looked like milk. Mike D looked at me and said, "What kind of pansy sh** is that?" I then noticed his bottle was even worse. He had grabbed a bottle of some pink milky alcohol. I laughed and said, "Yours is twice as pussy as mine. Its a pink b**** drink!" There was a row of hot chicks sitting on a bench inside the store. They heard me make fun of Mike's drink and they all began laughing and pointing at him. Mike freaked out and grabbed his bottle. He held it above his head and shouted, "You want to f***ing laugh! Laugh about this!" He then slammed it down on the ground and it shattered. Everyone around was looking at Mike like he was crazy. Mike walked over to me and I couldn't help but mess with him some more for freaking out like a crazed man. The manager of the store came storming up to the mess and demanded to know who did it. I think everyone was afraid to point at Mike, so they all pointed at this shy looking girl walking behind us. The manager stormed over and told her to leave. He then walked up to us and said, "You two hold it right there! I know it was you!" I acted confused and said, "How could it be us when it was the girl behind us?" The manager told us that we were in "cahoots" with her. He then went looking for security.

Me and Mike took off running toward the front of the store. Once we reached the front of the store it had now turned into my old high school. I saw the manager enter the auditorium door and began shouting for assistance. Mike said, "He is getting the all-state track team to chase us!" I thought, "Oh shit!" We hauled ass out of the front door. Rack was in a truck waiting to pick us up right in front of the school. We tried to run as fast as we could, but we were moving at a snails pace. I kept getting slower until I finally reached the truck and hooped in. I saw the track team sprinting out of the front door. Rack punched the gas and we took off. Me and Mike were suddenly floating in the sky behind the truck.

I looked at Mike and said, "Dude, we didn't make it in the truck!" He pointed at the truck that was about to turn out of the front driveway. I lunged forward and we flew up to the back of the truck. I grabbed a long coiling hose that was hanging off the back of the truck. We held on as Rack drove off the hill. I realized how ridiculous this scenario was and became lucid. We held onto the hose and mike asked, "Shouldn't we go do something...we are dreaming right now right?" I confirmed his assumptions, but told him that we should just see where he takes us. We were high up in the air and being pulled around like kites. We had to dodge power lines for a while until we got out of town. We were now in a giant field driving toward a mountain range. We were very high above the ground and Rack was no longer in a vehicle. He was running and holding onto the coil, pulling us like kites. I lost lucidity somewhere around here.

I noticed a creature off in the distance. As we approached it, I saw it was a baboon. I started telling Mike how violent and crazy baboons were. He didn't believe me because Rafiki was nice and he was a baboon. I argued that Rafiki was a mandrill, but wasn't entirely sure. I suddenly noticed that we were very close to the ground and quickly approaching the baboon. As we got closer, the baboon let out a death squall and ran at us. It tried to jump and grab my foot, but I managed to pull them up out of its reach. Instead of Rack, Mike B was now pulling us and he was walking. I yelled at him to get his ass in gear, because the baboon was going to kill us. Mike took off running and we gained altitude once again. Soon we approached a large wooden fence with a door. We landed on the fence and climbed to the other side, just as the baboon dove and hit the fence.

I immediately gained lucidity on the other side of the fence. We were in the backyards of a small neighborhood. There were several houses in the vicinity. We told Mike B that we were lucid the whole time and he said, "So we could have just flown here?" I responded, "Well...WE did." Mike called us bastards and then told me to fly as high in the air as I could. I told him that I wasn't in a space mood. I attempted to fly over to a nearby pond, but had trouble staying airborne. I felt the dream slipping and I prepared to DEILD.

Since the DEILD didn't last very long, I'm just counting it as an extension of this dream and not its own unique dream.

I felt myself waking up and then falling immediately back into the dream. I felt my body roll over on its own and into the dream. I was back in the exact same place that I had woke from. Mike and Mike were even in the same general areas that they were when I lost the dream. I heard a noise behind me and the baboon came barreling up to me. I grabbed it with a hand on each jaw and pulled hard in the opposite directions. Its jaw snapped and it broke his top and bottom jaw. It fell over and Mike proclaimed it to be dead. The baboon immediately jumped up to attack and I grabbed him, slammed it on the ground and launched it high into the air. It fell to the ground and broke its neck. I told Mike that he should join me in my flight into space. I was showing him how to keeping gaining altitude, when I felt the dream slipping. I attempted to DEILD, but my hand was now directly in front of my fan. It was very cold and I knew I wouldn't succeed, so I woke up and wrote down the dream.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!