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Dream #1

I may have started out on a subway train. Eventually I was hanging on to the outside of a train as it rode above ground. It was daytime, and the sky was clear blue. The train eventually ran through a weird sort of tunnel, which was nothing more than iron beams creating a frame where a tunnel would have been. The tunnel seemed to run through and over a body of water, which seemed to stretch off to the left forever.

The train became a series of black, chain-link, metal fence cages. The cages were each big enough to hold one person comfortably, although I think I saw a few of my "friends" (random dream characters?) in one cage-car. A lot of the cage-cars may actually have been empty.

I found out somehow that the train was powered completely by electricity. This was supposed to be really great and innovative. I was really excited about this innovation -- electric trains. But these cage-cars (I was still "riding" by hanging on to the outside of one) looked really shoddy and worn-down. I was afraid that the electricity powering the train would travel along the outside of the walls and electrocute me.

I saw the train speeding away, apparently with me still on it, as if my view had left my body.

Dream #2

I was in an office. The office space was kind of small, drab, and grey. I sat in some corner of a wider space like a common area for three or four private offices. Across from my was a receptionist's desk. The receptionist's desk was big and made out of wood. Whatever I was sitting in felt very small -- almost like a plastic chair and desk for a little kid. I saw from a very low angle.

A female co-worker of mine from two jobs ago, AC, walked into one of the offices. My female friend H was in the office. AC gave H some work to do. It had to do with the companies Research in Motion and Red Hat, as well as a couple other mobile communications companies. H was now going to be working on getting information about these companies.

AC walked out of the office with a female co-worker. She told her co-worker, "I always thought ----- (some name that may have had the word "Bubble" in it) was one of my favorite companies. But it doesn't look like it's going to be a success, at least not for a while."

AC and her co-worker left. I wondered how it was that H had managed to get a job doing my old job. (It must actually have been my old boss' job, since she was sitting in an office, not a cubicle.)

I was now outside with H. We were standing outside "her car," all the doors of which were open. The car was full of junk, all kinds of paper stuffed in the front and back seat. H was panicked and complaining bitterly about how she thought she wasn't going to make it in school, and how she wasn't going to get her Ph.D.

I told her that she had nothing to worry about. She was doing a lot of great stuff with her studies. And she had a steady job. So even if she didn't make it in school, she'd have a steady income. I couldn't figure out why H was complaining so intensely all the time.

Anyway, I'm in this house thing, it seems indian.. for some reason. We're going to this wedding, Laura tells me to smile when I come out of the house, because there are lots of media. Dad's going to walk down the street and get a limo, but I hop in a flash car. "Dad!" I shout, he looks over. "What time will I see you?"
He begins to answer, but the car I'm in starts drifting around the house. "DUDE!" I say, in disbelief at how rude this guy is. We come around again, and I attempt to communicate with dad, but the guy revs his engine, to stop us hearing each other, and we drive down the street, I look back, and dad is walking where he's supposed to go. The guy starts talking to me, but it sounds exactly like my dad. I can't tell if it is, because I can't see him. Suddenly he says something along the lines of "It's hard to tell, this one time I indicated left, and went up two streets and turned right infront of the guy who was turning left" I watched him do exactly this, and we were in a small shopping centre parking lot thingy. I get out of the car, and walk towards the record store, I wake up.
I attempt to deild, but it doesn't work.

I dreamed I was in a farm, and on that farm i had a pig and a dog. The pig was huge, the dog was brown and white, it had no pedigree .
The pig seemed at times that he wanted to bite me and the dog, but never did.
The pig started chasing me and I started running, until we arrived at a clearing, with walls,and a loquat tree in the middle and some junk scattered.
My white car was standing there.
I went into the car, tried to close the door, and suddenly the pig, with the balance of the race, hit the door in the middle , and put a huge dent in it.
I took away the pig and managed to close the door ... the pig quit attacking me.
The pig and the dog started walking in circles around my car, peacefully.
I threw them pieces of bread.
They put their front paws resting on the hood of my car and pick up the pieces of bread with their muzzles.
Sometimes the pig tries to catch the dog´s piece of bread and the opposite happens too, but I “say to them” who should eat the bread that I’m throwing.
I talk to the dog and to the pig telepathically.

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Comments: Part of the dateless dreams series

Mayatara's Dream

Dogs and cat
With my mom on a car on the highway. We see a disoriented dog on the other side of the road and we're afraid he may be hit by a car. As soon as we can, we turn around to go get him, but when we arrive there it is too late, this dog and another dog we hadn't seen, were squashed on the road.
A bit further ahead we see a wandering cat on the side of the road and we save him from the traffic, but the poor cat doesn't seem very happy with his new situation and as soon as we stop the car on a later point in our travel, he runs away.

Lord Voldemort in 1940's
We keep going through the road and at a certain point we get stuck on a traffic jam at the entrance of some town. I look around and all the cars are from the 40's. I wonder if it's some old car convention, but then I see that people are also dressed as in the 40's and everything around, buses, houses, etc, all are from the past.
I make a silly question to my mom: if she remembers people dressing like that when she was a kid and she clarifies that she ain't that old and I think "Ups, you're right, you were born in the 50's. Sorry!" The mystery of why we were suddenly in the 1940's remained.
The traffic wasn't moving at all, so we got out of the car. People couldn't really explain what was going on, but there were rumors of something terrible happening in the nearby town and of dead bodies all over. Then, an horrendous vision: a dead black baby came floating down the gutter by the side of the road and the ladies screamed and turned away their eyes, horrified.
I decide to go find out what is going on. I leave my mom behind.
At the entrance of the town there is a property with a palace and I feel a really dark energy there, so I go inside to look for the villain. It is Lord Voldemort! Strangely enough, he knew who I was and he was waiting specifically for me. I feel confused for a while, but he had clearly gone through the trouble of dragging me to the past and to a very specific place, causing a lot of chaos, just to get me.
He magically shuts all the exits of this palace and although inside it I have all that I need and he offers me all sorts of gifts, I am not allowed to get out of there. He is working me and playing mind games with me, but I don't understand what he wants from me. If he wanted to kill me, he had many chances of doing so. I try to kill him several times, but I fail and still he doesn't kill me, just threatens me with horrid consequences if I keep pushing him.
Every once in a while he kills someone in front of me or informs me of something horrific he did and I feel my anger growing. That's when I start realizing this might be a "Darth Vader - Luke" kind of thing. He probably wants to recruit me to the Dark Side. I resist the negative feelings and just keep looking for a way to get out or to find a weakness in him that I can exploit.
(Unfortunately, this time, I can't recall the conclusion of the dream...)

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

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Dogs and cat
With my mom on a car on the highway. We see a disoriented dog on the other side of the road and we're afraid he may be hit by a car. As soon as we can, we turn around to go get him, but when we arrive there it is too late, this dog and another dog we hadn't seen, were squashed on the road.
A bit further ahead we see a wandering cat on the side of the road and we save him from the traffic, but the poor cat doesn't seem very happy with his new situation and as soon as we stop the car on a later point in our travel, he runs away.

1940's
We keep going through the road and at a certain point we get stuck on a traffic jam at the entrance of some town. I look around and all the cars are from the 40's. I wonder if it's some old car convention, but then I see that people are also dressed as in the 40's and everything around, buses, houses, etc, all are from the past.
I make a silly question to my mom: if she remembers people dressing like that when she was a kid and she clarifies that she ain't that old and I think "Ups, you're right, you were born in the 50's. Sorry!" The mystery of why we were suddenly in the 1940's remained.
The traffic wasn't moving at all, so we got out of the car. People couldn't really explain what was going on, but there were rumors of something terrible happening in the nearby town and of dead bodies all over. Then, an horrendous vision: a dead black baby came floating down the gutter by the side of the road and the ladies screamed and turned away their eyes, horrified.
I decide to go find out what is going on. I leave my mom behind.

Lord Voldemort
At the entrance of the town there is a property with a palace and I feel a really dark energy there, so I go inside to look for the villain. It is Lord Voldemort! Strangely enough, he knew who I was and he was waiting specifically for me. I feel confused for a while, but he had clearly gone through the trouble of dragging me to the past and to a very specific place, causing a lot of chaos, just to get me.
He magically shuts all the exits of this palace and although inside it I have all that I need and he offers me all sorts of gifts, I am not allowed to get out of there. He is working me and playing mind games with me, but I don't understand what he wants from me. If he wanted to kill me, he had many chances of doing so. I try to kill him several times, but I fail and still he doesn't kill me, just threatens me with horrid consequences if I keep pushing him.
Every once in a while he kills someone in front of me or informs me of something horrific he did and I feel my anger growing. That's when I start realizing this might be a "Darth Vader - Luke" kind of thing. He probably wants to recruit me to the Dark Side. I resist the negative feelings and just keep looking for a way to get out or to find a weakness in him that I can exploit.
(Unfortunately, this time, I can't recall the conclusion of the dream...)

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Non-Drean/Comments Dream Lucid

10.01.2011

I am near a road. Seems like i just got here from an undergound path. There is a girl nearby. I don't know her. She looks at me and says:
"The only way that you can be here with me is if i am dreaming! This is a dream!"
I was kinda semi-lucid, but i repeated it to get a better lucidity.
"This is a dream!"
I went close to her and i don't remember how but we ended up with her giving me a bj. It lasted a few seconds and i woke up.
I think this was the first time my lucidity came from a DC.


I am inside my car. I am sitting in the front passenger seat. I don't remember who was driving. We look outside the windows to see if there are any cars passing by, cause we wanted to make a turn. The windows get blurry. We wait. After a while they clear up but only in small circles. I look at the windows again. They clear up. I look right. Everything clear. Left. Full blur again! The driver makes the turn and stops the car. I am now in the right back seat. There are others in the car too. There is a girl sitting on me.
"Give me some more space guys!"
Then i notice that i am wearing a sweater with the hood on. All these things make me feel really uncomfortable. My window is fully blurred again. I do a nose RC. It fails and that surprises me!
"Be quiet!"
I try to look at my left, but there is a huge force not allowing me to turn my head. I am really nervous and pissed off. I do a nose RC again. It fails again! I feel really stupid for keep doing this. I think the others will think i am retarded or something. In the end i just decide that this is a dream (though i was not fully lucid and did not seem to have any control) and i wake up opening my eyes abruptly. Grr... I just missed a lucid...

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with a couple of "friends." One of the friends looked like a person who has attended a lot of the anime events I've gone to IWL. He's white, kind of pale, tall, with jaw-length, brown hair and eyeglasses. This friend was organizing some kind of theatre event. He had gotten me and my other friend to volunteer.

We had first been discussing the details of this event in some bar. The bar hadn't seemed very well-lit, and it also seemed a bit empty. Then we were discussing the details out on some hilltop, out on the driveway of a house in a residential part of town, probably in the kind of early morning.

The theatre friend said, "We'll have a lot to do. We'll barely have time to go home and go to bed at 11 AM, before we have to wake up at 1 PM and do the second show."

As I realized how much work my other friend and I had volunteered for, I saw, probably in my mind's eye, dark grey clouds rolling overhead. I told the theatre friend, "I don't think we can do both shifts. At least my friend can't. We didn't realized we'd be going all the way through 11 AM. And we already signed up to volunteer at another event. Your second show will overlap with that event. At least my friend has to go to this event."

At this point the friend I was defending may have been my brother.

I was now in a small theatre. It was either before or after a show. The theatre was only half lit. The stage didn't have any light on it at all. The area felt like a cafeteria in an elementary school's basement. The walls may have been sea green. The seating area was made up of folding chairs. There were a good amount of people sitting in the chairs. Some people were also milling around in the empty space behind the seating area.

I sat near the back row of seats and near the aisle. So I turned myself around to look at the people milling around in the back area. Most of the people looked pretty normal. But there were a couple of older black women wearing very flashy, dressy outfits. They stood out from everybody else and seemed to demand being treated in a very special way. They each sat in chairs against the very back wall, at some distance from each other.

One of the women wore a turquoise dress and hat. The dress seemed almost to have been made out of a crepe material. The hat had a big, round, kind of floppy brim. My theatre friend immediately came up to the woman and started saying all kinds of nice things to her. But I could tell he was trying to get something out of her. So I telepathically told her to watch out for the man.

We were now watching a movie which was supposed to be Back to the Future. There were a few scenes, kind of randomly put together, which gave the feel that the movie was more about a group of kids working together to create a time machine than anything having to do with Doc Brown or Marty McFly.

One of the scenes showed Amy Irving, like she looked in the Brian DePalma version of Carrie. The view was of the girl's face, framed in a misty circle, looking up toward some kind of blue, moonlight, garden light and singing some kind of rock song. The girl's eyes glowed bright blue or green. I liked the girl's glowing eyes and the rock song a lot.

There were also a couple of scenes, apparently from the future, showing some kind of time travel bridge being built. The scenes were all in some kind of way overexposed, really pixellated video. The coloring was almost black and white. But it was more like the sky was all colored brownish-grey, while all the solid bodies were pure black silhouettes.

The bridge was somehow being built backwards. I watched (maybe through time lapse?), the "tracks" (?) of the bridge being built backwards through a frame of standing columns. It seemed to be in a mountain setting. I then watched a similar process near an ocean shore. This bridge had a sign over it, kind of in an old, Coca-Cola-esque style. It said something like "B-Way Bridge" or "B'Way Bridge."

I then woke up in my room. I stood up and looked down at the floor. Something seemed not quite right about my room. I walked really slow. I could hear my breathing rushing though my head, like I was wearing a space helmet.

Something seemed really weird about my floor, like it was made out of grey-painted concrete, especially where the floor met the wall. I then saw that my table was pushed away, at least 33cm away, from my wall. I thought it was possible that I could have pushed my table away from the wall. But not that far away.

I looked up and noticed that the walls in my room were now painted green. Some of the walls were a dark, pine green, while at least one of the walls was a slightly lighter shade.

I told myself, "Well, obviously I'm dreaming. My walls aren't green in waking life."

I figured since I was dreaming I would try to fly out of my house and out and around my neighborhood, to see what kind of views I could gather. But I must not have been totally lucid. I went flying toward my bedroom "window," which was actually a thick, ornate, wooden wall. This didn't seem to register with my "lucid" mind at all.

I was about to penetrate through the wall when something stopped me. A very polite woman's voice spoke to me through telepathy. It said, "We're sorry, but at this moment we cannot access the outdoor scene you would like to experience. Would you like to have a Gothic lucid dream instead?"

I said, "Oh, well, yeah, okay. That sounds nice." But I didn't want to have a Gothic lucid dream. I just wanted to go outside, into my neighborhood and gather data on the environment. I think I was thinking that I was having an out of body experience as well as a lucid dream, and I really wanted to gather some hard evidence of it. So I was disappointed that I couldn't get out there.

Dream #2

I stood inside a room, looking out to some area like a dock on a river. It was a nice, sunny day. The dock area was all a kind of beige-white concrete. A man was out working in front of two cars. The two cars themselves seemed to be junked. They also seemed to be wrapped up in coppery brown garbage bags, or in adhesive tape with the coppery brown color of VCR cassette tape.

The cars were parked one in front of the other. Either the hood of the front car was open, or else the windshield of the front car was completely missing. A huge object like a leather suitcase, possibly also all wrapped up in tape, was jutting out.

The suitcase-like object was open, revealing the snout and tip of the jaw of what appeared to be a gigantic lizard. Just given the size of the snout and jaw, the head of this creature must have been taking up the entire interior of this car! The jaw had leathery-looking, brown scales all over it.

I was now outside, near the cars, even though I could no longer see the dragon's head. I was with another man, but not the man who had been working outside while I had been inside. That man had been like a dock worker. This man was a wealthy business man. He was really tall and strong. He carried himself well. He wore a nice suit and a clean, beige overcoat.

I came to understand that the dragon had been killed. The cars were used as containers for transporting the dragon's body. Nobody had thought dragons existed. But this dragon had been discovered by accident. Possibly it had emerged from the sea.

Luckily the dragon had been killed before it could kill anybody. But people were (or I was?) worried that there were a lot more of these dragons, and that it wouldn't be so easy to kill them every time they posed a threat.

I told the man that this whole thing seemed to have been foreseen in a science fiction book written by a Russian man. I tried to tell the man the author's name. It was something like Gogol or Sergei. Finally I settled on one of the author's names, possibly his first name, being Selkei.

I saw a view of the book I'd bought (which seemed to have the name Selkei as the second name). The book was paperback. The cover was kind of glossy. There were a lot of swirly, black and white stripes all over the front cover and on the first few pages of the book.

The author was apparently either from the early twentieth century, like from the 1920s, or else his life was so impoverished in the late twentieth century that it was like he lived during the 1920s. But his sci-fi writings had a lot of subversive political content, and a lot of it seeemed to have been really prescient.

The man with me may now have been closer to me. We were still out on the dock -- or out on some shore cliff -- but we stood behind some kind of screen-like display, like a big text display at a museum. The man told me, "You just go into places, like bookstores and libraries, and you seek out these guys, don't you? You don't know who they are. But you know what you're looking for. And you find them.

"But people think, when they see you with all this stuff, that you've stolen it somehow. They don't understand the work you've made to discover it. They just think you've stolen it all.

"This book, for instance --" The man and I turned toward some kind of black, basalt cliffside as the man opened up a wide, short book full of pages that looked like coloring book bages. The pages were all colored in. They had drawings on them reminiscent of Henry Darger. But they were apparently supposed to have been by William Blake.

One drawing showed a little girl, colored pale peach and in a pale yellow dress, against a maroon-colored hillside. The drawing looked kind of crude, and the girl seemed very lonely, especially in the context of a Darger-like drawing such as this.

Evolventity's Dream

September 18, 2011

(Regular Dream) Fell asleep by 1AM, woke up at 11AM.
-Another dream about someone's penis. I'll save the details this time.

-The sun is shinning very brightly outside. It's a great day in summer to go swimming. I'm in the complex pool at the shallow 3 foot deep end. I'm near the stairs, facing the sun. My shirt is off and of course, thoughts of security persist. I look at my chest and see that it's lit by the sun, masking anything I'd be insecure of. I go under water and try swimming. Knowing that I haven't swam in a very long time, it feels new and foreign to me. I have a difficult time moving my body through the water, barely able to direct my path or even see my path. My sister J* had arrives to swim too. I swam towards the deep end and came up near the mini steps on the side of the pool. I swim back to the deep end, almost slamming myself against the side of the pool when stopping.

-I'm in the back seat of a car. There is a driver and another passenger in the front. We're dressed up like common gangsters seen in movies. I suppose we're trying to make a scene in front of the other drives who pass by looking at us. We're on the highway. Another car rides along side us, they are real gangsters. They chase us. From a third point of view I witness our car crashing, and rolling many times with flames. I try to hold onto something to secure myself.

-K*G* and I are near McDonalds at midday. I don't recall how it comes about but a group of girls also nearby were going to fight or chase us. I hop into the back a Jeep with K*G* and Pen*. The other girls are riding their van towards us, trying to crash. (Glitch) I'm riding a scooter away from them towards the apartment complex. One of the girls continues riding down the parking lot along with my scooter in front of her. If I don't move my scooter she'll fall. (Glitch) We're all walking together down the parking lot in a tense situation. It seems we've been fighting for hours. I ask them if they want to stop because no one is winning. "I'm done, I'm done." I say.

-I'm brushing my teeth with that weird but good Homeodent anise flavored toothpaste. I'm using a brush with a gap in the middle of the brushes. It's wide so that it brushes both bottom and top teeth at the same time.

First dream:

I wrote some key points. down, but when I woke up I couldn't remember much more than what I'd written.

I am at school buying lunch with C (from jr. high/currnet) and 2 (?) other friends who I don't remember. S walks by with a friend and casts me a scathing glance. I feel satisfied.

Second dream:

I am in band, but band is taught by Mr. Kn (my teacher from media in high school). M is in band with me (and she was in my media class for a while!). M offers to drive me to our competition. I am in her car - it has a dark red roof that is "pressed velvet". I suggest she gets a chandelier for her car, and feel please with myself for making this funny suggestion. We go somewhere and I buy new shoes. Throughout the dream I struggle to hold all the things I am carrying - my new shoes and old ones, my ipod, other things.

We get to the gym for the band competition, but we are there almost as a prank. We perform, but are obviously not trying, and are just making fun of the other bands. We have no instruments. Someone says "get into groups of three!", and we line up in threes. A police man comes and starts to talk to Mr. Kn - we are in trouble for making light of the competition. I walk away.

13.09.2011

Fragments about a park by a mall. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in an outdoors parking lot. There was a small park by the lot and a party was going on. As I walked to the mall, my wife stopped to talk with a small kid, about a five years old. Her eyes sparked of excitement as she want to have a kid of her own.

Now some stuff I cannot remember but is written.

- Need to go to the lab.
- Cell wanted bad.
- Weird recording, but talking with her.
- Got to the car, my wife was going to drive.

I had the coolest non-lucid ever last night. Unfortunately it took such a long time to come back to me that by the time I remembered I wasn't near anything I could write it down on. Anyway, here's what I can remember, 10 hours later.

I was in a dark room with some other "students," all sitting at different tables. I was in a corner near a window, which was too dark to see out of. On the table there were a few cards with different pictures on them. I experimented with a card that had a picture of a snowflake and some tomato looking fruit on the table. The card floated above my hands and I focused really hard on it. The fruit began to freeze and the snowflake lifted off the card into the air. It began to undo itself so I concentrated really hard. It froze solid and dropped to the table.

I was amazed, so I decided to try the fire card. The same thing happened, but instead there were orange orbs lifting out of the card. The fruit lit on fire, but both instances were on a small scale, so the fire went out as the fruit dropped to the table.

Next thing I knew I was in the car with my parents. I showed them what I learned, and neither seemed to be amazed with it, even though I was. I called it alchemy, although it was more like regular magic than alchemy.

I was at some automotive place, and someone was asking me about cars. I Think the guy wanted to know how to lift on up. I looked out the window and I saw K's wife in a red compact car. All of a sudden I see this guy who sounds just like K, but he has long dreads and stuff. He told me he was K's brother, and someone put a car on one of those lifts.

I just told them to make sure they had everything lined up, and they did, and after that, they lifted it about six feet off the ground. I said "that should be good". And some kind of way, they were able to lift the front end of it only, and the car slammed off the racks, and kept rolling backwards.

We ended up chasing this car through some forest, and we had to jump inside it to stop it from rolling before it crashed through the neighbors fence. Some kind of way, I ended up in the middle, and by the time we were all inside it, it was a van. The center console had the parking break, but someone else ended up operating it. Things started looking really sketchy, and i started to catch on....but the dream ended.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a hospital. Dr. House was there, and told me that my feet weren't getting enough blood, and that's why they hurt a lot (they don't hurt in waking life). He said we should amputate them because they were basically useless, and I said no.

I then was somewhere else, in a room somewhere, and Dr. House walked in with 2 prosthetic legs that looked completely different from one another. He was still using his cane. He sat down on a chair by the door. The reason both of his legs were prosthetic was because of some mistake made in trying to treat the original blood clot in his thigh.

Then, I saw a regular customer at the coffee shop I work at sitting in a chair. He too had 2 prosthetic legs.

I looked down at my own bare feet. The skin looked red, like they were inflamed or something. I still refused to get the surgery. I needed my feet.

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I was somewhere, but I can't remember exactly where. Something did seem a little off, however. I decided to do a reality check. I looked at my hand, and my index finger looked disconnected from my hand. I tried pulling on it, and it stretched kind of like bubble gum. It's a dream!

This dream already seemed pretty stable, so I didn't do much stabilization. I took off to fly a bit, as per usual. I looked up toward the blue, cloud-spotted sky as I took off, and saw what looked like the tops of telephone poles and wires disconnected from the rest of the poles. It was like they were floating. Weird.

I was then on the ground, standing in a driveway next to a drab, silver car. I looked away for a second and imagined it being a neon yellow. I looked back, and it had completely transformed into a shiny, sleek, new yellow sports car. I hopped in, and gunned it down the road. I watched my speedometer climb up to 70, and I kept pressing down on the gas. I was going pretty fast, and, it being a dream, didn't have to worry about any cops! I remember passing many cars as I zoomed down the road in my shiny new sports car.

I remember being back in the driveway, and transforming the car again. This time, it turned green for a second before it turned yellow.

I also flew again at some point.

~

I was on some team that did lots of chemistry and other science experiments. We were outside somewhere, like in a mix between a forest and a cave. I picked up what looked like a small ant farm with no ants in it. It was important for some reason.

This dream went on for a bit, and I remember trying to get the other scientists to listen to me. That's all I remember, though.

12.09.2011

My car's gears go Berserk! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving at night by myself in my car. I pulled inside the parking lot of a mall. When I tried to put the car in park, the stick moved itself to Long. Staring at it in amazement, I tried to put it on park again. The car made a weird noise and I realized I did it without hitting the breaks.

The car was in park, but it was still moving, gaining some speed. I started to step harder the breaks without success. I used the emergency break, but the car still moved, at a slow speed, but moved. My wife trying to get into the car, but she needed to do it while my car was moving. On a curv, she jumped inside the car. we both tried to stop it without success.

After a few minutes, I was alone again in the car. I entered in a weird basement, still driving my car. I finally managed to stop my car, but realized the place was closed.

It was the middle of the night. I was standing on a long dirt road with high bushes either side. It was very brightly lit on the dirt road but it was so dark that you could see nothing beyond the bushes. My grandparents were picking me up in their car and giving me a lift somewhere. When they arrived, they were not their jolly selves. Something was wrong but I can't remember what it was.