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16-09-11 Showdown starting in hornslet, mexican goes nuts with a gun firing small bullets though they could kill, think he misses all, I try to stop him, but he has a gun, after he is done shooting I take him to the ground and start choking him to render him unconscious, some weird car appear to pick him up think the colour shifts from dark/black to red, looks like the gorilaz in it.

Think it has something to do with Esteban Reyes, he is cleaning out the house of people that work for him so we pay a visit. It seems like he is doing or has recently been doing the same in his mansion. There is a stand off, think I am the first to draw my weapon and command the opposing team to drop their guns, I might be in the perspective of Murphy, though I am sure I don't have breasts.

It all goes down well and I am sat next to Esteban or some agent (as either Nancy or Murphy) asking if it has all gone to shit over a woman, think I am hinting to myself. Esteban shows up and outs the agent and himself right after (pistol in the mouth style)
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Satelite pictures of just how close southern California is to the equator. Shifts out over a rather large island, I remember thinking it was some small island connected to the states, but it can't be with the size of it.

The POV shifts towards a giant bear that apparently swam across the world, eating large sharks as he paddled on. It looks like a druid in bear form and it sort of jumps behind the shark every time it gets attacked, although when a really big one appears it hides on a tiny islad and lures the shark to go there and then eats it.

The sharks look weird, like their spines are protruding out from either sides of their bodies.
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In the office as an errand boy, I have a letter to deliver, it is a tax claim for the company I work for. I accidentally open it as I don't know where to deliver it. I figure out it is one of those envelopes that automatically goes the right place.

in a meeting with the executives, afraid that they will discover it has been opened, I try and reattach the tape that would indicate this. They end up opening it themselves and I say “I will need a new envelope” “of course” they say and hand me one and tell me to use the old one to fill it out.

I leave the building contemplating how I can start systematically blowing up banks without anyone getting hurt. I stand at a games workshop type building and wondering if I could wrap the small metal figures around some small scale fire crackers and drop them in the letter boxes where they keep the cash.

It is early morning and all the shops are getting their wares. I keep running into coca cola affiliated delivery people and dislike them. The city looks like a mixture of Århus and Amsterdam by the water.

I get into some small alleys and I see a well trained man buying some coke light and he intends on serving out tasters, I briefly wonder if I can have some, but then I realise it is coke and I obviously know how it tastes.

I head for the museum and ask if it is free to get in, which it is. Inside there is an exhibition on all sorts of guns, AK47s to the left and there is a big collection of small canons in the next room I see.

There is a woman that keeps picking up the knives from the table and touching everything as she is explaining that she used to have this and that in her childhood home. She gets warned loads by the museum's custodian, who in the end asks the child if he/she would like a liquorice from the next room to get the woman out of there.
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Being driven home after a football match by Lars R. I tell him I would like to buy him a beer when we get back as a thank you. We stop at one point and he is having trouble starting again. We have to stop for gas on the way back home, when we do so it is in a large grey building-area.

DATE: September 2, 2011
LUCIDITY: 1/5
COHESIVENESS: 3/5
FUN/AWESOMENESS RATING: 3/5

I was with a friend in a maze of clearings and paths through a forest of palm trees next to a sandy beach.



I looked over the treeline in time to see a massive tidal wave rising maybe a hundred feet, rushing through the trees toward us. The peak stretched inland, blanketing the sky, but I don't know what happened to the foot of the wave. I contemplated diving in and somehow beating the force of the rushing water and swimming through to the other side.

Most of the wave escape is a blur. I remember being inside a huge, warped version of my house, next to the ocean. The back wall of the kitchen was several metres tall, and I was on a ledge near the top, clinging to a little metal ring in the wall with a few other people, hoping that we were high enough to avoid the tidal waves, which were still sweeping over the beach toward the house.

When the waves passed, my house returned to normal, and I was standing in the sun room with another person. My house was supposed to be some kind of store, and this other person and I were the employees. I had just finished my shift and it was around 6pm, but my coworker had to stay until closing, around 9pm. We were staring out the window as jets flew by overhead, putting on some kind of air show. I have no idea how long that went on, but we lost interest.

I think my coworker might have been my brother. I thought about staying to keep him company, and we ended up hanging out in the living room. I don't remember what we were talking about, but at some point I went upstairs and looked out the window, and saw two furry dark figures in the yard. It was getting dusky, but I could still see them well enough to decide that it was a porcupine and a raccoon. I hadn't locked my chickens in the shed for the night yet, so I ran downstairs and grabbed my boots on to go get them.

I dashed out the back door and skidded to a stop. Somehow I hadn't noticed through the window that there were several other figures in the yard. One was a black bear, and the others might have appeared human at the time.

I started yelling to scare the bear away, but for some reason it wasn't bothered. It seemed to be really smart and aggressive, and it started moving toward the open shed door. My brother ran out onto the deck next to me with a sledgehammer in his hand, and slammed it down on the deck. It sparked as though it had scraped against metal, and the noise finally startled the bear a little. It started moving away from the shed and back down the driveway, so we kept screaming and making noise to scare it farther away.

The bear disappeared around the corner, and the yard was momentarily still. Then a large group of people from inside my house suddenly spilled out onto the deck with us. I wanted to close the shed door before the bear or any of the creatures returned--and we knew they would eventually--and a couple of the people joined me so we would be safer together. As we ran down the stairs into the yard, I vaguely registered the pitch-black forest at the edge of the yard, filled with glowing green eyes. I don't know what kind of creatures were waiting in the woods, but somehow I knew that they would stay out of the yard long enough for us to close the shed door and get back inside the house.

I dashed into the shed and found that a couple of the chickens were up on their perches, but one was still down on the ground. Apparently this chicken was living some kind of human double life and had accumulated some debt. The only way she knew how to get out of it was to kill herself, so she huddled down in the wood shavings in their pen and threw some shavings on her back. I picked up my debt-ridden chicken and set her up on the perches with the others, and turned to leave the shed quickly.

I hadn't even noticed that my friends had disappeared while my back was turned. Two vampires, a woman and a man, had snuck inside the shed and were waiting for me. I knew the man was the leader of his vampire clan, and that the bear had actually been him in disguise. The woman looked a lot like Anne Openshaw from Supernatural episode 1.20:



I backed up until I hit the wall as she moved closer, and soon she was so close she was nearly pressed against me. I don't remember what happened at that point, but somehow I managed to grab the top of the metal trash can next to me, and started hitting her in the forehead with the rim. It clearly just shocked her at first, and was a bit annoying. I kept driving the cover into her forehead, leaving marks on her skin, and she didn't even try to stop me. I don't remember if I killed her like this, or if I drove a wooden spear through her--but next thing I remember, I was tossing her corpse to the side, and then I had a makeshift spear in my hand, ready to go after the leader.

The leader was laughing a bit, but seemed like he was drunk and only half aware of what was going on. I stabbed him once shallowly, and he looked a bit stunned, so I tried it a couple more times. Finally, he started to fight back, stumbling through the open door into the yard.

I chased after him with my spear, struggling to keep up and drive the spear in farther. He ran along the edge of the yard toward the pond, quickly slipping out of my reach. I thought I had lost him before managing the fatal blow, but as I watched, he suddenly slowed down and started stumbling around drunkenly on the spot.

I closed the distance between us and drove the wooden spear straight through his torso this time. He collapsed face first on the ground in front of me, and I drove the spear through him a few more times before I was finally satisfied that he was dead. At that point, I woke up.

April 17, 2011
Lucid Dream 219: The Bears' BBQ
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 11
DILD
around 9:00am



I am sitting in the living room and my dad is there with me. The power flickers on and off several times. It is night time and a thunderstorm is raging outside. I kept getting weird feelings like something was watching us. I walked into the kitchen to get a drink of water and I looked out into the nearby hallway. It was pretty dark and I couldn't notice anything at first. I suudenly saw the outline of what looked like a small person. I felt the fear jolt into my chest and I just reacted. I took off running after it. The silhouette of the munchkin took off running away from me and entered my room. I went in after it and saw it trying to hide behind several things in my room. I managed to grasp the munchkin, but I heard an evil laugh and it turn to smoke in my hand.

I was officially freaked out, so I returned to the living room. My cat walked in the room and under my feet. An identical cat walked in right after her. I thought, "I know I don't have two cats...what is going on here?" I looked and noticed the imposter cat right away. Here eyes were the same color unlike my actual cat. I heard a slam behind me and a dog had slammed into the sliding glass door. I walked up to the glass and the dogs head penetrated right through the glass like a ghost and was snapping at me and the cat. I was getting freaked out because I knew this was some sort of hardcore haunting. I thought, "Man this can't be real." I mindlessly raised my hand up and performed a nose pinch RC. I was, in fact, dreaming.

I thought, "Oh thank goodness!" I felt some massive relief and looked at my dad and said, "Don't worry, its just a dream." I ignored the random ghosts that had popped into the room and dove through the sliding glass door. I took flight. I flew over several mountains and was just looking for anything interesting. I flew over a small village and noticed that there was a trap door right in the middle of town. I landed to investigate.

The trap door was made into the earth right in the middle of town. I opened it up and there was another door. It slid open to reveal yet another door. After sliding open about 7 or 8 doors, a DC looked at me and said, "Pull it out of the ground this." I pulled up on the handle and a "flip-book" of doors came up out of the ground. I would have been opening doors forever if I wouldn't have pulled up. Underneath the book of doors, there was a dead body. I tried to move the body out of the way, but the hand of the body grabbed my wrist in dramatic fashion. I had actually thought that this would happen, so it didn't frighten me in the slightest. I pulled away from the body and the hand ripped clean off of its arm. I noticed there were maggots all around where the hand had ripped off. I shook off the hand and left the not so dead body alone.

My friend Cliff was now with me. i walked around a nearby wooden shed and saw a huge pull. I nodded toward Cliff and we both took off running. Cliff shouted, "Cow tipping!" as we ran toward the great beast. We slammed into the bull and plowed it. It fell over hard and skid several yards while letting out a surprised, "Moooooo." As the bull scrambled to its feet I jumped up and landed on top of the barn. I noticed a stream about 40 yards in front of us. On the other side of the stream I could see a lion walking around. I jumped down off the barn and looked back over toward the lion. I now noticed that about 30 grizzly bears had surrounded it. They were all standing up on two legs and were doing a weird dance in unison. They began to close in on the lion while performing a well choreographed dance. The lion let out a final roar when the bears all dove into a pile on the lion.

Dust soon covered up this oddity. I just watched as the dust cleared. The grizzly bears were all spread out wide and there was one in the center. The grizzly picked up the lion which was now tied up. It then slammed the lion down on a huge outdoor grill. The grizzly backed away. One of the other grizzlies tossed a small, round, ball to the grizzly in the center. This grizzly began dribbling the ball real fast and the ball suddenly burst into flames. The grizzly then shot a fade away and the fire ball fly high into the air. It landed on the grill and the lion caught fire. The grizzly slammed the grill shut and I could feel the dream fading. I decided to just go ahead and DEILD....

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a cabin in the woods with my old friend, M. It may have been night at first. We were looking out a wall-sized window at the forest landscape. It was like the window was about 2 or 3 meters above ground-level. There was some other shack-like structure standing just beyond the house.

The scene became light, as if the time quickly went from night to early morning. As it did, M and I spoke about the shack. Apparently there were trees growing out of the top of the shack. They were kind of thin and they didn't have much of a canopy.

M and I said that before the event, something like a flood or an earthquake, we hadn't been aware of the trees. But they had been there all along. But after the flood, we were definitely aware of the trees growing out of the shack. In my mind's eye I saw the waters of the flood quickly subsiding down the sides of the shack.

I now saw someting like a beaver gnawing away at one of the tree trunks. The beaver was enormous -- maybe 2 meters long. It had big, black eyes, like a teddy bear. I looked away from the window, as if I had to go do something else, something like packing up to leave the cabin.

I wondered about the beaver. The beaver had been so huge and the tree trunk so thin that it seemed to me the beaver should have been able to have chewed all the way through the tree before I had looked away. But it hadn't been able to do so. I thought that maybe the tree was bigger than I'd thought it was.

I now looked to the opposite side of the cabin. There was another wall-sized window, this one level with the ground. The light was much brighter. It appeared to be a grey day.

Just outside the window there was a car which was parked so its right side faced the window. Between the car and the window there lay a huge, brown, furry animal. It was like the beaver on top of the cabin, but it was also more like a bear.

M had become my mother. This was my mother's cabin. I turned to my mom, who was still looking out the other window. I asked her something about these weird animals. She replied in some matter of fact way. She then made some comment about huge wolves that were attacking people.

I looked back to the window with the car. I now noticed that just inside the cabin, right by the window, there was another big, brown, beaver-like animal curled up on the floor. It was like some kind of pet, like a cat.

Behind the car there was another weird animal. This one was like a huge coyote or a bobcat. But it was all black. Its eyes were huge and black, again, like teddy-bear eyes. Its fur was kind of long and disshevelled, but soft looking, almost like pulled-out cotton candy.

I wondered if this animal was dangerous, like the wolves my mom had been talking about. But it occurred to me that this black animal was actually a cat-like animal. A wolf would be more of a dog-like animal.

I had to go outside to put my stuff into the car so I could leave. But I was kind of afraid to. I was afraid of some of the wolves showing up and attacking me. It then occurred to me that as long as the black animal was around, no wolves would attack.

Apparently my brother and sister were in the car. They had been waiting for me to come to the car so we could leave. I was now walking out of some bedroom with some stuff. I may have been holding something (like wadded up tissue?) to my chest. The room seemed to have a greenish tint to it, as if from light coming in through dim curtains and reflecting against light-green walls.

As I was heading to the front door of the cabin, my mom started complaining to me about how I had taken so long to get ready that I had missed the ideal opportunity for getting back home. The drive home would be twelve hours long. If we had left earlier, we would have been able to miss the snowstorm that was coming. But now we would be driving right into the snowstorm.

I was now in some spacious, one-story house, all by myself. For a moment I was in the living room. The living room was huge. The back wall had a huge window running along it, letting in a lot of grey light.

I was then in a small bedroom. It was night. The light was on in the bedroom. The room was really cluttered. I looked at the clock on the dresser. It said something like 11:45. I looked out the slats of the window blinds. I saw the street below. It was like I was in a house. I may have seen a car passing.

I walked away from the bedroom, possibly toward a doorway. I thought to myself that it was really good how well we had timed our trip back home. We were already home and the snowstorm was only now getting ready to start.

Dream #2

I was in some bedroom that was a lot like mine. But the floor was barren and possibly something like concrete. The floor was really grimy and dusty, with a little bit of trash like paper here and there.

I saw a big roach run across the floor. I was a little annoyed, and I decided to kill the roach. But for some reason I also decided to sweep and clean the floor while I was hunting down the roach.

At some point there were also two men in the room. They were both white, possibly British, and kind of old. They may have been wearing black suits and bowler hats.

In the middle of cleaning the floors, I suddenly thought this would be the perfect opportunity to kill the roach. I grabbed something with a flat bottom, possibly a shoe, but possibly a flat object like a book. I slammed down on the roach.

I caught the roach so that its head was just coming out from under the book. I didn't think I would be able to kill it this way. But I kept smashing down harder and harder. Eventually a bunch of fluid began pouring out from under the book. The fluid was clear and kind of brown, like some kind of liquor. After a while I was satisfied that the roach was dead.

I turned around and stood up. The other men were just finishing cleaning up the place. Either they or I said something like, "You see, if you only keep this place clean, you'll avoid having to deal with roaches."

The men were now standing over at a table by the wall. There was a third man, kind of an average, middle-aged guy, a little overweight, kind of pale white, but overall healthy looking.

The man had two black cases with him. The cases were like computer cases, but they were small. They were made out of backpack-like fabric and were also very well-padded. The old men first lay the cases on the table. They then took the cases off the table and began to sit them on the floor. At this point in time the cases may have been unzipped and empty.

I wondered if it was a good idea to lay the cases on the floor. After all, the floor had been so dirty that it had attracted the roaches. If the cases were important, wouldn't it be kind of bad to get them dirty by putting them on the floor?

Dream #3

I looked at my hands. Apparently they had gotten so dry that they were cracking and bleeding. But now they were cracking a lot. It was like whole slashes were running down the backs of my hands. I thought I would never be able to heal my hands, they were so cracked and bleeding.

Dream #4

There was some man who was dignified and at the same time kind of like the ringleader for a circus. He was right up in my face, talking to me about something about society. He was trying to make his argument by using the analogy of some kind of object with a pointy top and fat base.

But for some reason, I got an image in my head of something which was the opposite of what the man had been talking about. I may have seen a spinning top. This had a pointy bottom and fat top. But I may also have seen a clear, plastic cup for soda. It didn't have a pointy top or base. I may hav seen some other kind of clear, plastic toy.

At some point either I or the man started to question the validity of the argument being made, since none of the images being conjured up had the pointy top and fat base.

(Side notes: In Dream #1, the trees growing out of the shack most likely come from a photographic image from the work of Jungjin Lee. I saw her work a few weeks back at the Aperture Foundation.

The weird animals at least partly come from a fetish video I was watching on YouTube. It involved an adult woman in a diaper, playing with a huge teddy bear. But I also think the image comes from the werewolves in the Twilight movies.

Also, I've recently read a couple of books which have involved lycanthropy lately. One is Bruno Bettelheim's The Uses of Enchantment. The other is Hereward Carrington's 1921 book Problems of Psychical Research.

Carrington's book is available on the free book website gutenberg.org. I think it is also available for free through Kindle.

Here is the link to the Gutenberg Project version of the book. http://www.gutenberg.org/files/23660...-h/23660-h.htm

While I'm on the topic of the Gutenberg Project, I might as well mention a small essay I read by Henri Bergson, simply titled Dreams. I don't agree with the entire theory. But I find Bergson's overall insights to be a lot of fun. Anyway, I thought of you guys when I read it.

Here is the link. http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20842...-h/20842-h.htm )

Heather and I get a ride to the beach. Its really dark out. The water has come up to the side of the road, so we get out to look at this strange phenomenon. Heather and I get into the water and try to catch otters. If you catch one, you pay $90 dollars and it becomes your pet. There are other otters for $100 and then $120. While we try to catch them in the ocean, I look underwater for a second:

Beneath the water, we were not actually in an ocean. It was a bright room filled with water. There were windows looking out into a green country scene. The floor was hundreds of feet away. People were riding underwater chariots, being pulled by bears and apes who were held in rope all around their bodies, yet somehow they could still swim. I became frightened and looked back above water: we were still in the dark ocean at midnight.

Similak to:

We moved into a large house with a pool, I guess you could call it a mansion. A housewarming party was planned for that evening. We were rushing around cleaning the house up, especially the pool area. There was a special painting that had to be put together and hung. My cousin did that.
After that there was some sort of Bear chase in the trails behind the pool.

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2/17/2011
There is some kind of indoor fair and people are setting up tables. I have no idea how I got here or where here is but IO figure to go along with stuff and set up a table too. When I go to help set up another table I feel chilly and realize I am wearing a thong bathing suit!

I look down at it and try to act like I am not looking. Then I am like "well I am going to act like I want to so I don't seem like a fool. And maybe the ladies will like it."
I walk around and there are other rooms just like this one with fold out tables with nothing on them. Then I am outside in a fake looking park, it looks like a computer generated picture of a park. There is a tree which I think is nice and then a female lion jumps out of it but she is nice but I still jump up on a table just in case. I walk around some more.
I wake up
but do not move and I am fast asleep back inside the table place. I think about this place and what is here since this place is pretty boring. Then the female lion is back and I jump up on the table. She is aggressive to me and I think “what could defeat this lion? A bear.” Then my hands are huge bear paws and I knock her half lunge away with a swat. They look too strange to me having bear paws attached to human arms. Then I am becoming a whole bear, like a huge black grizzly. The lion lunges again and I hit her, and though it only feels like a slight slap, it sends the lion flying to the ground hard, she looks up hissing at me, beaten.

I was passing a field next to a farm. In the field there was a farmer herding up his cattle. There's no fence between the the path which I was walking and the field but there was an irrigation ditch and standing in that ditch to my left was a black calf. I believed the calf to be harmless enough so I approached it with the intension of touching it but with that the calf became aggressive climbed up the banking and raced towards me. Its just a small calf I thought so I decided to face it, held my hand out and shouted “stop!”. With that the calf got startled, it turned tail and ran back towards the herd jumping and kicking along the way. It just so happened that the farmer was on the receiving end of one of these kicks and was knocked to the ground. I went towards him asking if he was OK and noticed that there was clean break in the upper left arm. The bone did not break the skin but it was clear that it was broken you could tell by the shape of the arm. I do not remember hearing a reply from the old farmer but I did feel guilt due to that fact I had indirectly caused him pain. I then found myself walking further up that path until I came across another farm but this time I found myself in a farm yard, there a similar incident happened, with the farmer breaking his arm. I do not remember how it happen, although I believe that I may have startled another animal like a horse or a cow, which in turn caused the injury. I remember saying to the farmer, “I cant believe the chances of this happening twice”. This time however the farmers family came to his aid and called for help. Although I do not remember the farmer talking to me. I do remember a couple of children who where playing, oblivious it what had just happened, one approached with a hula hoop in hand and asked if i would like to try. I gave it try but it just dropped to the ground, “I don't have any rhythm” I said and gave it back the two girls(I think), they just laughed. I then looked back at the farmer and to my surprise the other farmer was with him. The old farmer said to the other, ”I have never broken a bone in my 20 years of farming until now”. While I felt deep regret at what had happened, I did however notice that both farmers did not seem to be in any pain or distress, this I found strange...

...I then appeared in a living room, it was mucky in appearance with brown furniture, small kitchen to the left, a front door but no windows, there was big black bear with a brown nose looking at me and behind me a cat, but not a house hold cat this was bigger like a wild cat which was lounging on the chair. I started getting nervous, thinking why is there a bear here, what if it attacked and killed me. I then made my way to the kitchen, the cat followed, opened up the gritty fridge to find if there was anything I could feed them. The cat found something to eat but I could not give the bear anything. Went back and sat back down with the bear, started becoming more nervous, and I could see that the bear was getting fed up. All of a sudden the bear pushed me to the ground, pinned me down so that I could not move, I couldn't move it was too powerful. It then bit me somewhere(maybe it was the chin ), the cat bit me on the left ear both drew blood but it was not an aggressive attack. It was more like they bit me to tell me they were not to be feared. I then got up and touched the bear and rubbed its belly(why?). I got the inclining that the bear seemed to have some authority over the cat. As if the cat served the bear, anyway after a while I opened the front door as I wanted to take them for a walk outside as I opened the door the bear and the cat both ran off, and that is where the dream ends.

Rrrr... I don't know if I should even try to keep this DJ going. I can only get on DV at school when we get to use the computers, and it's only ever for a few minutes... Plus, I don't think hardly anybody even reads my DJ. Anyways, all the dreams I have written down are at home, so I'll just put the ones from last night/night before that I can remember.

~Me and a few other people were walking around some type of dark building. A tiny little bunny-looking came up and one of the people with me said something about it being small. Right after that, it got really angry and grew into a huge, glowing green, rabid, rabbit-beast thing and started chasing us. The whole dream mainy consisted of us running from it, until it turned into a cracker thing and one of its legs came off...

~I was in a cross of one of my friend's houses and my house and just some random place. The big pink stuffed dog I have was sitting on a bed. She took it and started screaming, "You sleep with a stuffed bear!? A BEAR!?!?" and then smeared ketchup all over it's face. (?)

~There was a big boat; I think it was the Titanic. A bunch of people were on it doing some kind of investigation. It rose up into the air all of a sudden and disappeared. All of the people that had been on it fell down into the water. I think I was some detective woman. Me and these two men in suits ran out into the water and tried to look for the people. They were all kind of dissolving and fading away. Their eyes stayed, though, and kept growing and starting at me and it was completely freaking me out. I was trying to scream but no sound would come out.

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I want to have a lucid.

Some of my family was at my house and I was watching the football game. It was the packers verses some random team. There were some pretty good hits, and the score ended up being 10 to zero. My brother stopped by and said "are you guys ready"? My sister said yes, and I threw on some last minute clothes.

We headed to a house that was apparently owned by some relatives I didn't know about, and my sister and I were outside. They had about four dogs, all of them were huge, and they were nice to us. I remember one slobbered on my hand, and I let it drip down on his face and told him "you see, this is how it feels".

All of a sudden all the dogs left at once, and I heard some noise coming from around the corner. I looked, and there was a bear in the yard. The dogs were barking at him, and the bear was growling. I wanted to help out, but not without some sort of weapon. I looked around and saw some lighter fluid and a shot gun, but the gun had no bullets. My sister told her kids to get back, and I kept looking around for something I could use.

The neighbors were shooting pellet guns, and I knew that was out of the question. I headed towards my cousins house, and asked them if they had any guns. The lady is taking her sweet time to find it, and she comes up empty handed. I hear the kids and my sister screaming, so I rush back over there, and I see the bear has one of the dogs wrapped up, and it's pounding away at it's head. Each swipe the bear makes, flings blood tens of feet in the air. I'm so mad, but I can't do anything.

1, My brother is playing a variant of the Plinko game on the Price is Right game show. As the disks drop through the machine, he has to push sticks into them, which reveals yellow circles. Five circles before a failure means victory. However, he soon loses. In his disappointment, he steals a tabletop version of the game called Klinko from backstage. After he leaves, Bob Barker reveals that hidden under the tabletop was a dazzling array of jewelry.

2. I'm driving with two friends from high school, Sam A and Matt C, just bored and cruising. As we pass through my neighborhood, we see a live bear decked out in Christmas wreaths walking down the street.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The Karate Claus

This is my first DJ entry and the first dream I've remembered in a long time. My dream recall was pretty poor so I don't quite know how what I remembered came about within the dream. Also of note is the fact that it seemed a lot of it it was in third person. I have a hunch that the majority of my dreams are.

I was learning kung fu and was at a reasonable level(I knew this in the dream i never actually saw myself train in it) and was at the post office with my wife. I think we must have been talking about me, because I remember thinking that it was hurtful that she said her and her family thought I was weak; I wanted to disagree but for some reason didn't. It was then I noticed that I was wearing a Santa costume complete with jingly-jangly bells. Just as I noticed this a bear came charging up to the window and for some reason i had to fight it. Just as I went outside to start wrestling this bear I woke up

I went out onto my street and heard a very loud snoring. It was a large bear under a car and apparently he was disturbing the neighbors. So I decided to throw a rock at it to get it to leave. It woke up and started to chase me.

I ran furiously to the apartments across the street and I jumped over a concrete wall into a pool area (Which is not there in real life BTW). Thinking bears cannot swim, I leap into the pool... Turns out they can...



It starts swimming towards me, throwing punches and trying to drown me. (This bear was acting like a human and I was genuinely frightened... Don't fuck with bears...)

This is the point where I skip in time...

I find myself on an endless highway at night, still in a panic from the bear attack, I see a saloon style bar on the side... I go inside and hide in the bathroom stall, I crouch down on top of the toilet and hope...

The bear walks in and searches around, he punches the mirror and then sees me peek over the stall door.

He busts in and starts beating me up furiously, I struggle my way out of the bathroom and into the main bar area, as he enters the bar area I am flailing my arms and roaring to try and deter it. It punches me across the room and while all the people watch I am furiously fighting with the bear. I summon up enough strength to punch it in the gut and then I get something to beat it in the back of the head with.. It starts to get weaker and weaker then it's head falls to the table... It somehow obtains the object and beats my head...

I don't remember much more but I'm pretty sure I won eventually

I don't remember as much from this dream now as I did when I woke up after it.

I was in some kind of forest with a house. I think it was some kind of public house because there were all kinds of random people there. I have forgot the details on what it was about. :/ Suddenly when I was outside I saw two bears that were approaching the house. I have vague memories of how I was in a vehicle or something trying to lure the bears away from the house. It gets too foggy after this.

7/5/10

Had this dream during my evening nap.

I was in some sort of assembly with other people and there was this white marker board. A young woman with glasses had written some political stuff about the president but another woman had immediately removed it. From what I could remember the post was dead on and had put the other woman in her place. I had asked the woman what had happened and she told me to ask the one who posted the message on the board. I spoke with another young man who told me what the woman had written was accurate about our president. ( I wish I had paid attention to the board )
.. So I walked further into the department I was in and saw an open door in the back of the room. From what I had seen the sky was a bit low and filled with clouds. I was unable to see any opening in the clouds to view the blue sky.
The clouds were bright gold in color and I had noticed these still beam of lights peering through them.. thin gold rays of light that seem to absorb smoke from below. I noticed these beams of lights were still but any moving smoke underneath the beam were removed.. sort of like vanished in thin air.
I also saw it was cold out and the ground was full of snow. I also saw this dark path of water crossing behind this room I was standing in ..just outside the door. It was like I was standing on the opposite side of a river watching the water stream on by me.
I notice the water was cold as well for it had ice and sludge floating on top.
So I move my attention back to the young woman in the glasses who had written on the white marker board. She had on a red shirt and sat on this black recliner. She said " I had to write that because that guy was trying to insult our government.." I looked at her and asked what does it mean..she narrowed her eyes and asked me why did I want to know. I looked over at the door and saw a black bear float on ice down the river.. so I turn back to her and said " I am curious to what happen and I think I agree with you".. she still for some reason didn't trust my word so I told her forget it..
I look over at the door again and see these snow cougars playing in the river.. than a woman with a cane struggling to get away from them. I didn't want to get involved so I ducked from her view.. only to see the cougars jumping at her and her cane waving in the air.
I turned to the woman and said " forget it .. I was just curious as to why they backed down..no worries" She smiled and I looked back to the door seeing that it was not an old woman.. but an old man with a staff and he was climbing over mountains..I looked back towards the sky and saw the clouds were even lower..

Weird dream..