A Night Full of Dreams I was with an old friend G. We were debating which way to go to get somewhere. I at least went a certain way which led me to a concert hall. I had to go through the hall and exit the other side to continue. I was going down by stepping over the seats. At the bottom, the MC said that this was a reverse concert (or something) so that if your name started with a certain letter, one composer would be playing, and if your name started with another letter, another composer would play. Then, when they were finished, the composers would switch and play for the other group of people. #54 - The Management Company / Bone Child I was with my father and possibly my brother. We were in a store, but it was very dark, and there was some type of show going on at one side of the store. I was by the show and said to my brother I think, "Let's go." Then a drug dealer said, "OK. What do you want? I have a lot of stuff, but I may not have what you want." I think I told him that I wasn't talking to him and I don't want anything. Then I found my dad and relayed the story of how this guy just assumed I was talking to him and tried to sell me drugs. I saw a fringed leather jacket on a rack, then on a guy wearing that jacket. Then I saw it on another rack with a fur-lined hood. It looked worse every time I saw it. It was some time around here I started to leave with my dad, and then outside, 3 guys came up to us. We were sitting and they were standing up. The stood too close to us. I waited a minute, but they were standing with their junk in my face, so I pushed one away at the leg and told him he was too close to me. The three guys took offense, and they said they new they were standing close, but they said we had done something. Now my brother was around. We were in a different place, but the guys were around me and standing close. I signaled to him to be ready for these guys and we started to fight them...kind of. It may have been a mental thing, like I dealt with them mentally in my dream, just working out what we needed to do, but never had to do it. It was about now that these people were employees of the store. They were wearing blue shirts with white lettering that said, "The Management Company." I was appalled that the store would hire these thugs. I then became lucid, but I didn't have the control over the dreamscape that I usually do. I asked one girl her name because I wanted to hold her accountable. There hadn't been a girl until now. She told me her name was Bone Child. I tried to make sense of that and realized she gave me her cult name. "The Management Company" wouldn't know her by that name. That pissed me off. FA I wake up in bed and start writing "The Management Company / Bone Child" on a sticky note so I don't forget my dream. I don't want to log it though, so I just write down enough to remember the dream. I look again and realize that the writing is gone. I write it again, but realize I'm dreaming, so it isn't going to stay anyway. Since I can't make the lettering stick, I try to verbalize the dream title (as though that would help anything. I just had the need to own the title so I would remember the dream. I said, "The Management Company / Bone Child" in a demonic voice. I didn't mean for it to sound that way, but I was having a hard time getting it out as I was actually dreaming. Then my wife got upset because of how I said it. At this point, I either woke up and started to SSILD cycle or I started to cycle from within an FA to go back to bed. I started with the eyes and immediately started to buzz. I came out of it and cycled again and started buzzing again. The visuals were typical--heightened awareness of bright spots. I relaxed and had #55 - Lucid Instructor I was with my brother. I told him we were in a dream. He said, "Hey, yeah!" I told him to count his fingers and he counted six. I didn't really conjure it, but I wanted a Ferrari and it was there. We got in and I was trying to drive, but it wouldn't go faster than 2 miles per hour or something stupid like that. That sucked. Driving down a small street, I saw police at a house. I was going to check it out with my brother, but decided to drive on. We stopped at another house. We walked up to it. I held his hand and said, "OK, phase through." I walked through and pulled him through. There were two old couples in the house. I introduced myself to an old man as though we were invited, but it didn't work. They asked if we were going to take their house (meaning all their stuff.) I told them "No." I told my brother to phase through the ceiling now. I wanted to get out of that place. It was beat. Now we were in another building. It was like a museum or something. I said, OK, now run on the walls. He didn't really want to, but he followed me and we ran on these curved walls. Then I said, now fly! Just jump and fly! I started to fly. I guess my brother followed. Then I decided, OK, it's time to show him girls. I woke up, or had an FA I cycled again and slipped back into the dream #56 - Girls Where I saw a girl from high school. She was a false memory. She really stood out from the other girls she was with. She had red hair and make-up (which I usually don't like), and large breasts. I called her name, she came over, and I laid her down and started kissing her. Then I was somewhere else and found a brunette. Odd looking, but I thought she was attractive. I took her though she wasn't interested. I pulled up her shirt, felt her breast, and woke up. This night was awesome. Cycling from within a dream was a sure way to lucid. Kick ass!
Updated 03-31-2013 at 07:50 PM by 41873
DJ Log: March 17, 2013 – 3:30AM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • I'm walking around in a large shopping mall with my brother looking for a specific pair of Wrangler jeans. We check out a couple of stores through their front window, then walk toward a Sears. I say, “Let's go in here.” As we walk through the mall corridor, I see that there is no 'grand entrance' into Sears, but only a single small door. I open the door and we both appear in the middle of the store like we just teleported or something. I walk toward a display rack full of jeans and see that there are no Wrangler jeans on it. I walk over toward a corner of the store where I somehow remember there being a shelf of jeans, but there is nothing there but some seasonal items on the shelves. I walk to another area and find some more jeans, but they're not what we're looking for.
This was by far one of the worst dreams I've had in a long time, if not my whole life. Part I: Playdate So it started off very normal, for the most part. Okay, that's a lie. I was with my father, my brother and this family of two African Americans; one a mid-aged man and who I assume was his very young son. So we're at what I assume was an arcade/restaurant place, though not much eating was going on to be frank. My father seemed very fond of the African American family, and I thought they were alright. I was very young in this dream, no older than 10 years-old. We were all taking turns at playing this jet-ski racing arcade game with the black child, and we were having fun. Every time I stopped playing though, I would go to the bathroom. Whenever I went into the bathroom, I turned into this humanoid wolf person, like a werewolf except not nearly as gruesome looking, but every time I went to the bathroom, I engaged in some different form of sexual intercourse, ranging from just standard vaginal to blowjobs by two different women at the same time. When it wasn't my turn to play with the kid, I'd sit down on this padded red couch with my brother, who was playing with his kindle a lot. This happened three or four times I think, though I somehow transitioned between this and the next part. Part II: Grandpa This is the most tame part of the dream, really. Recently, I went on vacation to Marina Del Rey with my mother, brother and grandfather, which is what I believe effected this dream. Much like in the dream, my brother, my grandpa and I spent most of our time eating and talking, though my mother was nowhere to be found, and we most certainly weren't in Marina Del Rey. It was a high class restaurant, the whole room was red. Fancy red walls, silk tablecloths and wall hangings, and red chairs to sit on. We all sat down at one of the middle tables in the back, talking idly to a point where I don't remember what we were really talking about. Soon though, it was time for us to depart, and I had a bad feeling that I'd never see my grandfather again, though I didn't hesitate to even say goodbye to him. He sent me and my brother a limo to ride us home, though we waited in the parking lot first. He pointed out that we were in the exact location of where a commercial he shot was at--in front of a diner with a Ross' in the background and a bank next to that, the sky filled with stars. We eventually got into the limo, and we began driving down a street I've never seen before, one with this large apartment complex that was stacked up neatly like blocks, though each one of these apartments was shaped like an individual square and had a large glass window in the front that showed off the whole room, and it consisted of people getting dressed in front of these windows. No one was nude, but half-dressed in some clothing, then some underwear as well. I assumed they were either going to bed or getting ready for work. Our destination would be our father's house. Part III: A Father's Abuse and One Odd Wish We got to my father's house, and my brother came with me, which was odd because my brother would never agree to go to my dad's house after invading his privacy and ruining his social life for years to come once back in high school. We were now about 17 or 18. Things were going fine so far--my brother was playing a game on the PS3 and I was sitting there playing with a Kindle. My dad wanted to check out my Kindle by looking through the images, and I didn't want him seeing some of the more... intimate images I had stored on my device, so I kept turning back the pages as he moved forwards. He was getting mad, and he asked me to stop. I replied with "I have some personal things on there." he said "Then you should show me them." which made no sense to me. I replied with "Things that I don't want you to see." which brought a huge snarl onto his face. He was furious, and got up and yelled at me "What could be so personal that I can't see?" I replied with "You have your privacy and I respect that, so please respect my privacy!" which only made him more mad. He screamed out "GOD DAMMIT!" loudly, turned around, then turned back to me and hit me right in the face. This made me fall on the floor, dazed at how my father just socked me in the face. He began kicking me violently, his bare feet digging into my stomach with each blow, and I just took it. My brother just kept playing video games, while I slowly and crudely got up. I tried to hit him, though I was so weak and out of energy that he easily dodged it, and pushed me back to the ground. He looked at me and started saying "Really? Really, huh?" and then began bashing my skull into the ground, over and over again. While he did, I couldn't stop thinking "I'm definitely running away to mom's." and then, I bit his foot, dug my fangs deep into them, and I did this over and over again. Eventually, he kicked me off and bashed me in the head again and again. He said he was going to leave for a bit, and he left me with my brother alone. I couldn't even get up anymore. So exhausted and hurt. I looked at my brother, still playing games, and said "Did you see that? He nearly killed me..." with him replying "Hey, I don't want to say I told you so, but..." and stopped there. I then devised a plan to kill my father, and without any sort of show on how I did it, I murdered my father, and retrieved a... "full diaper" from him. I met this anime-looking girl who wanted the diaper. In my mind, she was a friend, so I gave her the diaper. What she did next, was something I could have never expected. She opened up the diaper and ate the fecal matter inside of it, or rather, let it sit in her mouth for a bit, then spit it out like water, spraying it everywhere. I wasn't so disgusted in the dream, but I was horrified when I woke up. When she spit it out, she said I had something like one wish, and with my dad dead, I wished that we could go far away, and so we zoomed off in a motorcycle into the Californian sunset. Later, it zoomed back to the diner, a tall, tan man walking out and two men standing there, looking at him and asking "Is there a Julian Romano here?" he replied with "Oh, yeah. She's in the third room." and then it showed a picture of an old Asian woman, now rich because of the two men. Then I woke up in a bout of daze and shock. Notes: This is by far one of the weirdest, most macabre dreams I've had. When my father was beating me up, I sometimes felt the pain of his hits. The name Julian Romano doesn't sound familiar at all to me. Interpretation: Perhaps, I really do hate my father and love my grandfather. Honestly though, I can't interpret this dream for the life of me.
Date:3-6-13 Total sleep: 8+ hours Daytime Techniques: rc's Lucid Techniques: tried MILD "I will recall my dreams and realize I am dreaming" Recall Techniques: see above. also I wrote in my dream journal after waking after the first dream ~DREAM 1 Fell Asleep: 11:30 Dream Title: The cold beach Dream: I am in my room and it is the way it was back when I had a desk. On my desk are some horror movies. One of them was called “slender” (how original) My dad calls me. I see he is watching one of the movies on his new tv. It is about a cursed sword that forces you to eat colors and cats in a dementor like fashion. Although this is ridiculous, I find it absolutely terrifying, and I get angry at him for showing it to me. I go back into my room, and my sister is with a laptop. She asks me how to make a youtube account, and I tell her that she needs to hook up to an Ethernet cable that nobody has used before. (I don’t even…) I now go to my brother’s room, that for some reason is on the wrong side of the house. He is there with some kid. I don’t know who it is, but the dream me can’t stand him. After some smart-assery from them both, I start to beat them with a random plastic coathanger. (I am not abusive IWL.) they cry and my mom tells me off for it and I have to go get ready because we are going to the beach. Car ride is long and full of mom fussing at me. We get to the beach and it is winter. We don’t want to go in the water, so we just sit there on the beach. Some other stuff happens that I cant remember, then I wake up. Awake: 5:00 Vividness: 8 (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) Awareness: 1 (1-10; or lucid) Length: 3 hours Emotions: fear, anger Dream Signs: my desk was back. My brother’s room misplaced. Room had Ethernet jacks. ~DREAM 2 (went on dreamviews and read about WILDing. But then I didn’t try to wild. ~Facepalm~ So I had a non-lucid fragment…) Fell Asleep: 5:40 Dream Title: The attic Dream: I was at some family’s house in their attic that had many windows and was painted white. I don’t remember what we did there, but my brother did it wrong and I had to redo it. That’s all. Awake: 9:00 Vividness: IDK (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) Awareness: 1 (1-10; or lucid) Length:~ Shrug~(how long it felt like! Because that matters) Emotions: frustration Dream Signs: none
The setting was old historical, renaissance I think. There were many people in the room, but I couldn't see all of them for whatever reason. I just knew there were people behind me, but I couldn't see them. My family in the dream was seated at one end of this huge table. My brother and I sat next to each other on one side and our mother and father on the other. We were at the castle because our parents had begged a word with the prince. The prince sat in a throne against the wall closest the head of our table, where we were. His people stood on both sides of him and near the exits of the room. I got the sense that the people behind me were his too. Father began speaking to him of a child that was his in our family, my brother to be exact. He said he would no longer raise the child as his own because it wasn't. The prince should take him. The prince declined saying what good is the son of a common woman. Did my mother think she was the only common woman to bear him children? There were many children in this kingdom from the prince's loins, but he would not lay claim to any. All women should thank him for blessing them with his seed. Mom shrieked at him. Begged him to take my brother and give him work or teach him something. The prince wasn't having it. He ordered for us to be killed. We ran, all of us. My parents pushed away my brother saying no, he's not coming, let him to die. That's the way they said it, let him to die. I grabbed hold of my brother's hand and looked him in the eye. I said, "You're still my brother. You will always be my brother. I don't care whose son you are." Together we ran, nearly tripping over things our parents had thrown down behind them.
This dream is kind of mixed up. This first one was fairly long but my memory of it is misplaced. I hope to remember it later. I am at some family gathering. I talk to my dad about Christians being judgmental and am surprised that he agrees with me. I think this is were I got lucid. I remember not doing much just messing around with the dream. Was I trying to make fire in my hand? I remember being on fire. *memory gap* I am out in my car looking for something. As I am walking back inside some house my nephew S jumps out in front of me and wants me to play a game with him. I tell him maybe later. *memory gap* At some point I lay down to sleep. I am at a table with my sis and bro and their spouses. We are playing some sort of D&D game. We all have large white chips in front of us that signify something unknown. The game master is my younger sister and she is giving my brother a scenario. Responds with "I do declare that ...." I stop listening because I am sitting there somewhat introspective and realize I am dreaming. Next is my sister-in-law B's turn. But I skip her and stand up. I say, "I do declare that I am dreaming!" I jump up on the table and do pelvic thrusts. I shout "Oh yea bitches! Who's the winner now? I am, because I am dreaming and you're all not real." I briefly wonder if I am making a fool of myself but then I notice their reactions. They have none. They have become lifeless and motionless. The scene fades. I have a FA. Apparently I was sleeping next to my nephew M who was next to my brother and then his wife on the other end. My brother gets up. I am thinking about the lucid I just had. I remember there was another one before that one and I try to focus on that too. But then my Sis-in-law B says that she is pregnant. My mom comes in from the other room and says, "WHAT!?" B simply says again, "I am pregnant." I have many thoughts about this but mostly, "They are too old for that." My brother looks stressed and is just standing in the hallway looking at pictures on the wall. I realize the awkwardness or lying in a bed next to my pregnant sis-in-law. Then a ceiling fan above us falls apart and pieces hit the bed. We both get up. I walk behind B and she is waddling with a large stomach. She turns into a bathroom and I pause. I really need my Galaxy Player to enter my dream. I go back to the bed and look. I see M there still a sleep. I wake up.
Notes for dreams so I can go back to bed: Lots of land with bails and bails of hay, only dark. Someone said, "If all this were mine, I would re-hole every horseshoe until they were perfect" or something like that. I saw a horseshoe with a hole in it in my minds eye. Then I was sitting with a boy who stitched up some grey, suede leather so that it contained some RR spikes in a leather tube. I helped by banging a another spike into it so the head stayed above the leather. (I have six new RR spikes IWL). The leather tube eventually turned into a hat. I asked him to help me stitch one for myself. He then revealed a larger black hat for me. Then it turned out to be a football, which disappointed me. Then I had to use the bathroom. I went in and the john was really small and had no lid. As I started to take my pants down, someone disturbed me. Jesus! At a weird party, my brother got a piece of clothing caught on the top of a door. Someone took a piece of mom's jewelry so I did too, but I decided to return it. I Went up stairs picking up miniature pitchers along the way, then a lady picked one up and tossed it back to me. I returned the jewelry, then it morphed into a cool gun. It was small and crude, made of wood and brass or gold. You pulled back on a stick which was connected to something so that when you pulled the trigger, the stick was released and it would hit the projectile inside. It was awesome. Then there were a bunch of brass dishes. (Yuck, right?). I had a false memory that I grew up with it. (IWL I did grow up with similar stuff) I was putting them away, admiring the shape of some of the cups. The were like a mix between a Chinese tea cup and a soup bowl. They seemed to be the perfect size. I was watching video of women rubbing their nipples. All of them were perfect.
Updated 02-09-2013 at 04:39 PM by 41873 (Filled in some details.)
Having It and Giving It Up I was with a beautiful girl. She may have been J. M., my high school heart throb, though she looked a little different. I was sucking the side of her breast and rubbing her stomach. It was heavenly. Her breast was salty. This was OK in my dream, and tasting is generally good in a dream for me. I asked if she wanted me to stop and she said yes, so I stopped. I was sad...obviously. An alarm then went off and a DC turned it off for me. I was grateful. Leaving My Brother My brother was on a motorcycle with my boy as a passenger, and I was riding on the back the way kids ride bicycles--standing on to pegs sticking out from the back wheels. It was extremely awkward and I told my brother I was just going to walk the rest of the way. I had only a tinge of distaste for him. Everyone started walking at this point. We ended up in Downtown. It was all cement and didn't seem clean. It was dark as though we were under a walkway or something. We started walking down a hill of cement and I saw my cat. I/we were letting her go there but I wasn't happy about it. At the street, buses were stopping and pulling away. I saw a tour bus pull out right next to an old style Marta bus. The noise was awful and a bit odd. I wanted to record the bus noises and use it in some music or something. We then started trying to find exactly how to get where we were going. We never really did figure it out, and searching was a bit uncomfortable.
Car and Brother I had picked up a new used car. I drove it home to where I used to live with my mom. It seemed like a long drive. When I got there, my brother gave me a phone. It had some kind of absorbent material and it was wet. He'd been crying, his tears got all over the phone, and then he gave it to me. It was kind of gross. I shook out the phone to let his tears drip off. Then I noticed he was going somewhere with my kids. I didn't want them leaving with him, but they wanted to go somewhere. I told him I would drive them, but I didn't have enough gas. He said that was OK and that they were going to walk. I didn't like it, but I let them walk. The End I had a dream that was like an interim dream between these two dreams where I was walking through a school trying to get to the outside. I kept walking through class rooms and trying not to disturb anybody. I walked through a band class which I saw pretty clearly, and then other classes. As I made it out of the school, I tried to see a reflection of myself with a hat and sun glasses, and something else that I had on, but I couldn't find a mirror to stop at, and I kept seeing teachers looking at me. At least I was outside now. Tittle Litties I was at a friends house (M-Bub). His girl bent down and showed me her tittle litties. They were beautiful. I asked her to show me again and she said "No" but then she did show me. It wasn't the same that time, but then she started showing them to me more and I got that same good angle again. She kept moving them. I wanted her to just lean over and let me look at them without moving around. Then she did stay still. Fantastic! Finally, I turned around and there was her boyfriend. He asked if I got a look at them. I was scared, but he wasn't mad. He smiled, and I told him, "No, I didn't want to." My intonation me said, "No, I didn't mean to." I then walked away and went to a blanket on a grassy hill. There was a bunch of stuff all over it. It might have been picnic stuff. I couldn't even sit on the blanket. Someone asked me to bring a couple of their things over to the blanket, and I brought something to the blanket also, but I don't know what it was. The other person wanted to get away from a shark. (I guess it was a land shark ) Then I woke up.
I was in the kitchen, a bunch of friends, I was standing next to my brother. All the girls started into a convo, all off a sudden i ended up sitting on the counter with my brother besides me smoking. All of a sudden i look over and see this HUGE spider..im talking bigger then my foot. I started freaking out but no one around me was. The spider was across the room on the floor, staring at me with theses huge anime eyes, just staring. It was like it was trying to read my mind, the eyes seemed to have gotten bigger. my brother finished his cigarettes and then went to light a new one and it sparked like a sparkler and the spider just seemed to jump to life and run for the smoke ( im sitting next to him). The spiders eyes are getting bigger, my brother dousent seem to notice, its at the bottom of the cabinet trying to climb up i start screaming, i hate spiders and im trying to get away but i cant. I suddenly dont see the spider but i know its climbing across the wall to the back to get me and i just keep screaming. After that i only have a bunch of images of it crawling and im screaming, then i wake up.
I find myself standing in front of the mirror. I am looking at my hair and it is surprisingly long. I wonder how long has it been since I went to a hairdresser and I know it hasnt been so long. I think to myself "god, I must go soon, its going to be such a change. How did this happen??" (At this point I should have realised I was dreaming, but for some reasons I didn't) Next, I finished some kind of running race and I know I made it in 1:48. Others were telling me that it was marathon race, but I know that it could not be, as I would never run it in that time. It must have been half marathon. (surprising event, where I should have done reality check!!!) Then, to our house comes a group of my brothers old class mates or maybe their friends or family as I am not too familiar with what they look like. They come to tell us that there was an accident of the school bus of my brothers school trip and many people are injured, so they coming around to take something to the hospital for them, if we want to send it. I sure am going to send something, but when I ask what, they say fruits of vegetables. So I run to the green house. For some reason I am trying to get in through the side by pulling out one of the glasses. But the it cracks!! And I think to myself SHIT!!! My mom is going to go crazy, because it is sure very expensive. But luckily it was just the thin glass and not the big, thick glass block. I take some vegetable (I think) and I am also pushing the glass in front of me (WHY??). But then as I push it over the stone steps, it breaks into many pieces including the thick glass. (Mom is going to go metal for sure). I panic a bit as the people are still waiting for theirs stuff. There is a lots of trash hanging on the glass. Some cables and other crap. I give them some knotted wires and an old valet and they take it. (I have no idea, it is strange and I should have done reality check at this point!!) And I am still wondering about my long hair!!! Next, I am still in Zasada, going to our shopping centre (which is closed and I should have realised that!!!) There is a girl going on a scooter, so I stop her and ask her if she would give me a lift to the shop. She agrees and is quite keen. When we get there, I get off and she wants to kiss me. So I kiss her on her cheek and and she tries on the lips. I think I do it, but not too keen. (she reminds me of the german girl from the bar!). When I get to the shop I am looking for something. Then I notice that the singer from EdGuy is coming there. I am not sure if I talk to him, but I know that they have concert. Next, I am in a bus and it seems like its mostly people from my class or school mates. (This is screaming for reality check!!) I am sitting at the back, and there is a big guy, dressed in sport clothes, showing off that he could beat anyone from us. I kind of believe he could. Then the buss stops and most of the people get off. I look through the back glass and see them whirling around for some reason. I dont know why. There is another really sporty guy, who looks like hes into martial arts so I tell she show off if he could fight him. Then I tell him that I show him really good hand massage techniques, but my intention is to break his arms or fingers. But I dont remember if it happened or not at the end. I certainly missed many clues for the reality check, especially the long hair and the location.
the following takes place mid dream....I know I was dreaming about something...maybe driving through streets or something, but that's it. Wait....I remember cooking, and the water boiled over, and I thought I was going to get electrocuted while cleaning up the water...but I don't know where this connects. I'm in the middle of the forest barefoot, and my brother is out there. Some chicken flies up to his face, and leaves. I think the chicken thought he was his owner, because they were talking on the radio and I guess it heard it. Anyways, I'm heading to my truck (lolwtf) with no shoes on. He says something about looking out for poop. I look down and said "i'll be alright", and noticed that I was barefoot, and may have stepped in a little something. I scraped my feet against the door seal and then got in the truck. For some reason...I was able to control the truck third personish. Eventually I was using a remote on it. It ran into someone and the cops were right there. I headed to the truck, and tried to explain it to the cop. He was asking if I was ______, and I told him no. He said he could only arrest ______ because of it....and the dude got weirdly flirty with me. I guess he didn't want to write me ticket cause he liked me...which was fooking gross. Anyways, I remember dropping like a dollar....and some guy took it, but he had all this money lying around him. I got my dollar back in change until I saw my orginal dollar laying next to some 10s and a 100. I dropped the change and got my original dollar, and walked off. Then I saw a flock of women (they were walking in a V formation) all of them were wearing black and white dresses of different styles. They looked like straight up models from a distance. Don't know why I felt this gutsy, but said fuck it and headed over there to talk to one. As I got a closer look, I realized all of them had really dark hair, except for one....I think it was HER. I introduced my self, and shook her hand. She asked me why should she even consider dating me. I told her about myself, like it was some sort of interview. I let her know about college, and what I plan on in the future. I don't think she believed me, but I kept trying. A tree separated us and when I got around it, I said the next sentence to the wrong person. The other girls started laughing at me. I asked them where did she go, and they didn't tell me. I turned around and she was wearing a different outfit. Maroon top, with blue shorts, and running away. I started running after her, and she was much faster. I thought she would eventually get tired but she didn't. I started thinking about running super fast, and the entire dream sped up. (when I do this during a lucid, I can usually run super fast, while everything else says at regular speed-non movement) It was kinda like a Benny Hill chase scene. Eventually I caught up to her. She was helping lift a guy up with a stair char. I watched until she was done. She laid down because she was tired, and I came up to her, and complemented her on her selflessness. We talked a bit more, and she seemed more open to me. I noticed she had blood on her knee, when I placed my hand there while getting a hug. There was something special about getting her blood on my hands and not caring about it. She said don't worry about it. And I asked her out. She said yes, and I asked her what time. She said 6:37 tomorrow. I really wanted to say "why can't I take out out now", but that worked.
Gavin was riding a bike in my old backyard and he rode up the back wall and crashed. He was injured but ok. Mum me and gavin were in backyard and mum was on a plastic white outdoor table. She knew every Geelong Cats football players name. This was odd as she normally doesn't know any players names and she goes for Collingwood. We all went to a retreat with Jordan and another brother. We climbed up a terrifying log and we all egged each other on once we got up there the other two boys jumped down into the waters below. I chickened out and slid down. We got back to our resort and Jordan put on a blue Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu gi and tried to be tough. He was annoying. I remember a fragment of rory getting mince out of the fridge. I went to my room and was afraid that I destroyed or lost my usb and keys but they were ok. I went to a pub and saw my sister there. She was talking with friends. I went up to her and told her about what happened. She wanted to tell me about horror story gavin and mum had told her about previously but I didn't want to hear it. My sister looked Asian. It was around this time I became suspect that I was dreaming. I reassured my self - yes I definitely am dreaming! However, I became too excited. I sort of panicked and tried some dream control techniques like touching objects and spinning. However, I had trouble visualizing spinning. I began too panic the reality of being in a dream, everything went wierd (almost psychadelic) and I woke up at 6:12am. I need to go over this article: http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/ninas-...torial-118317/ in order to extend my lucidity duration.
So yeah....I took a half a pil wtf. We're riding on the back of a truck and doing exercises on this beam structure. Every time someone does something more over the top, I'm thinking they're going to fall and die. It's getting a little too extreme, so I move up to the bed of the truck. My brother is driving, and the wind is blowing through my hair. The mountain side looks pretty lush, and I see wolves running around on them. I took a quick picture on my phone, and everything freaking changed. The scenery got bleak, and the wolves started running at the truck, the girl I was with turned into a goblin, snakes and rats were trying to get in. I moved up inside the truck (it was more like a SUV now) snapped a rats neck and put it in the window crack and rolled it up to secure it. I figured an extra target would help distract them. I finished the dream wrestling some snake.
Brother I don't remember the dream, but I dreamed about my brother, and as usual, he was being an asshole. I haven't talked to him for over a year and I still dream of him as being an asshole. I don't think about him IWL. Father I was with my father at The Pinnacle Peak Patio. It is my favorite restaurant, and is in Arizona. We were considering purchasing the restaurant, but the roof needed to be raised. This was going to be very expensive. I guestimated how much that would cost.
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