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Last night I had a non lucid dream. All throughout the dream I would check in with the thread I'm currently keeping up with right now in real life, but I wouldn't do it with a computer. When I wanted to check it I would simply think that I wanted to, then it would pop up floating in front of me. The main part of the dream was very dark and twisted. There was this huge pit with a landscape in it and in the pit would be a family of 5, a father, mother, and their kids. It was like a sick game, you were up against another person and the object would be to find and capture these people individually with your mind as they ran around hiding, and if you didn't find them first then your opponent would kill them. I remember I was doing this for a good cause of some sort, like I knew the family or something. Anyway, I played a couple times, and while I didn't save everyone every time, I did manage to end up saving the teenage daughter for good. After doing that I walked around a building from room to room until I found Nickelback. Who knows why he was there, but he seemed happy to see me because I was the one who saved the teenage girl and he liked her. Then he told me about how he was trying to do some kind of thing where you shoot off straight up into the sky. After he got done telling me this, the girl popped up beside me and started telling him off, saying he was a stupid, insignificant, person and his music was crap. He became saddened and didn't say another word, and I felt bad for him. The dream faded after that and I kept sleeping for a little bit more, without dreaming, until I woke up.

I wasn't going to type this one down because it doesn't really mean anything to me, its memorable, but I don't feel like it's significant. I came to the conclusion that I may as well. It is a dream after all and this is my dream journal, where I record my dreams.

[In search of the time that is good to wake up so that I can remember dreams I am trying out a project. I knew that I wouldn't be going to bed until three this morning so I set my alarm clock to ring at six. I would write down anything that I can remember from a dream, pace around a little, and prepare to take a nap--because I usually have lucids in naps. Unfortunately my dad didn't wake me up at nine like I thought he would and I ended up sleeping from six-thirty to twelve, soooo. . . .]

1) I must have been in some store, either a general store or a pharmacy, because I was looking at a shelf that had several pill bottles on it. I recall that their tops were shaped somewhat oddly.
*** this is the second time medicine has appeared in my dream. if it keeps on like this it'll be a dream sign.



2) In real life CLS is a Christian Camp that I used to attend during the summer for one week, but here in this dream it was slightly different. There were four groups and we were placed into whatever Hogwarts House we were (so of course I was in Gryffindor), and our "levels" were determined on what grade we were in. I was a junior so the year after would be my last year to come unless I became a counselor.

The place that we were in was sort of like the school cafeteria back in Ucon with a "log cabin" sort of theme. There was a large but old fridge pushed to the side and by collecting food in our bags we would obtain points for our teams. I remember thinking something like, I wish this was a Nano-Fridge, which comes from The Sims 3 in the Nano-Microwave. If the fridge was a Nano-Fridge then it would have been of better quality and would have kept it from breaking. Every time the fridge broke we were instructed to stop running and dump our food on the ground (or on the table, which ever worked better) so that the counselors could fix it.



3) In The Sims 3 for console there is a particular character called Willow Lynd, and she lives with the other local Goths. I was sitting with her in what I would assume to be a library (though to be honest it was really as though I had been sucked into the living room of The Clique house--the house that she originally lives in in the game. The walls are red, the carpet is red, the chairs and sofas are red, and the windows are big. Someone distrusted Willow due to her "Goth" status--I think it was an authority figure, but I can't be sure--but I can't recall how she felt about that.

At some point during that dream I stood up and walked over to them, though. There were a lot of people in the room over.



4) Another effing Sims dream. Each Trait you choose for your Sim would open up a different "Challenge" (or story line). The ones that I were looking at were technological, so I was probably thinking about the Computer Whiz Trait. Also, I caught a glimpse of the daughter on there turning into a Teenager.



5) Nothing but crystals in a cavern. The crystals had a blue tint. . . .



6) Jarvis and I were playing some sort of video game with one another. I'm not entirely sure but it seemed that the objective was to become a leader over a land by recruiting people. My character was a female and she was going to some area that almost looked as if though it had been abandoned. The stone bridge was crumbling, the grasses were growing out of control and trees' branches had fallen onto the trail. She kept persisting through the wilderness and eventually reached civilization. I'm not clear on what happened but I don't think that she was welcomed with open arms.

She escaped through the pipes during the night. It was a full moon.

Had some non-lucids here and there over the passed few days. Nothing special or particular interesting enough to type up. For the dreaming competition though, I had a few Frags last night and one non-lucid recalled.

May 17, 2013
Frags
Series: DVA Dreaming Competition

Dream Frag #1 (Nightmare Frag)
I was at my grandpas house visiting. I remember looking at my leg at one point because there was something on it. Suddenly, my skin started peeling/shedding from my leg. It began to peel faster and faster in thin layers. I calmly showed some of the DCs in the room and they began to freak out. This caused me to freak out. I woke soon after this with my heart racing.

Dream Frag #2
Was at alumni football practice. Some people, myself included, were wearing shoulder pads (unlike actual alumni practice), no helmets though. I remember bits and pieces of a few scattered plays, but thats about it. I woke up and some point then went back right back to sleep and had another football dream...


May 17, 2013
Alumni Football Time!
Series: DVA Dreaming Competition

Me, Diddy, and Mike were at a large (unknown) practice field. It seemed to be the first day of a football practice and tons of random people were standing on the sidelines with us. The coach walked out and began listing off names. I knew there were going to be 2 different teams by the number of players there were. He began calling out names of some players to go stand with him. By the looks of the players, I could tell he was picking the "A-squad" players. I knew the coach had no idea who I was, so I simply walked over toward him in mid roll call. He stopped and said, "What the hell do you think you are doing?" I replied, "This is the team I'm going to be playing for." He looked a little surprised and said, "I haven't called your name, get back over there." I immediately looked at him, smiled, and said, "No. Believe me, you want me on this team. I'm staying here." He wasn't happy by my defiance, but I could tell he could see the confidence and was interested to see what happened. He asked me my name and added to the sheet of paper he was holding and marked out someone else's name. Diddy and Mike were called over soon after.

We had defense and offense playing against each other. I was playing d-line and was moving all over the line, nose guard, tackle, end, etc. I broke through the weak side of the line and drilled their QB (who was a younger version of Allen Iverson), right as he released the ball. He never saw me coming as I hit him from the blind side, the ball duck-wobbled down field and was picked off by our corner. A few plays later, I shot the guard-center gap and hit the QB as he was trying to hand the ball off. They fumbled and I scooped it up. I proceeded to break several tackles and carry a guy on my back into the endzone for a defensive touchdown. The coach was yelling at the offensive line for their piss poor blocking, aka, complementing my play in a hidden manor (thats how football works).

I knew the line was going to be pissed off and go extremely hard the next play. The tackle tipped me off that he was going to crash down and double team (he was leaning bad). I was head up on the guard. I took one hard jab step at the snap, popped the double team with my right shoulder and spun off the block to the right. Being the pissed off raging bulls that they were, they over-comitted to their double team block and were caught completely off-guard by my ricochet-type spin move. I spun right off them and into the backfield. The running back panicked when he saw me and tried to bounce outside. I was to close to him already and I lowered the boom right as he was trying to bounce outside. He got pummeled and go the breath knocked out of him as he landed flat on his back.

A few plays later, I shifted from nose guard, all the way to the outside of the defensive end. I timed it pretty decent with the snap and luckily it was a pass play. The tackle wasn't ready for me and he just blocked our defensive end. The guard had time to react to me, but he was way to slow to come all the way out and block me effectively. So, I'm free rushing towatd the QB. He see me and tries to throw a quick pass, but I threw my hands up and tipped the pass straight into the air. I grabbed the QB, slung him to the side and caught the tip. I proceeded to take it to the house for my second defensive touchdown.

The coach went ape shit and pulled me off the practice field. He shouted at me, "Thats enough out of you!" He then turned and yelled at the offensive line, "I can't believe I've got to pull a player off the field just so my QB can get some work in. Thats the sorriest blocking I've saw in all my years as a coach." And blah, blah, blah... There were a lot more profanities, but that is the gist of what he said. I was smiling and thinking to me self, "Now THAT is a first impression!" The guy beside me was laughing his ass off and put his hand on my shoulder pad. He said, "You've done got him all riled up now. That offensive line is going to hate you after the hell he puts them through today." I smiled and said, "I wouldn't have it any other way." The guy was a younger version of Anthony Spencer (the defensive end for the Dallas Cowboys). I shot the shit with for a bit. Moments later, Diddy, who was playing middle linebacker, got pulled off the field as well. He was a little irritated and said, "Why the fuck did he take me out?" Anthony laughed again and said, "It means your good. He saw enough out of you and is getting the other guys some work." I woke up as we were talking on the side line and watching Mike play QB.

This kid was narrating. He was saying stuff like, "Lived in them my whole life, we were constantly moving, we followed other ranchers (I'm pretty sure that's the word he used) on the road. We didn't go to school but our families taught us. I never did know how to drive a truck. "
Basically, it's like these many families that travel around together in these RV/truck/some sort of hauler. So while this kid is narrating you see the trucks heading down some country roads, and then after the kid is finished talking you see that the trucks are going up some steep hills. At first they're not too steep, but then they're straight up and down. I was getting a view from the front window. I forgot to mention that each RV is carrying hay on top of it. Like, a ridiculous amount. Enough to tip it over.
So they get to the top of the first few hills, but then they get to a long one. There's a white fence to the left, up the entire road, and there's a field behind it. On the right is a giant cliff, and at the top is where we would be staying for that month or whatever, our homes. There's a husband and wife in the front of the RV, and they were kinda like country hicks. The wife says something like, "One of these days it's gonna tip over!" and then it does. It stops, and then starts sliding backwards and tipping. We all jump out of the sudden, magically open doors right beside us, and are met with a horrific sight. All the trucks in front of us are all tipping. There are people everywhere and I got the feeling that our truck tipping had made the others tip, like the dynamos effect( I know it doesn't make sense, but it's a dream).
And then you find out that some of the trucks were in the camp when they started tipping. I am suddenly bodiless and am instantly in a good spot over the cliff to watch the trucks fly over, throwing over the wreckage of everything in their path. I distinctly remember chickens flying everywhere as their coop was crushed.
Then I get an ariel view of the camp. It is a perfect circle, and all of a sudden there is a fence that encircles the entire thing. There are people outside banging on it and yelling to be let in, but nobody is letting them in to where the limited food and water is, and I think something like, " Human nature. " because we turned on each other as soon as we realized there were limited resources.
Anyways, this is where it turned into something like a game. The actual houses and skyscraper building were right outside the fence, but all the resources were inside the fence. The silver fence went extremely high up, I don't know how to describe it, and there were black ropes all hanging off of the top of it (We were completely trapped, although I didn't think of it at the time. Even if we climbed to the very top we couldn't get out because the fence went across the top too, and that's where the ropes where all hanging off of.
The ropes were of varying lengths, although I think most of them went all the way down to the floor. So suddenly I'm in the air, and I get a picture of what I want to do to ensure that my food and resources stay safe. A nest of some sort, with knots and stuff. I could make a little ball in the center that I could stay in with my stuff. I didn't occur to me that I wouldn't be able to get out.
So the first thing I do is tie two ropes together, and for some reason they make a completely flat surface for me to sit on. I decide to ambush a lady and her husband.
They've somehow already got a little floating house type thing set up, and all of their resources are there. I swing in on a rope I had grabbed, Tarzan style. They start screaming at me and whacking me with stuff, and trying to grab my rope so thy could pull me in. But I grabbed the stuff I wanted and then swung around again, trying to gain momentum to swing back up to my meek little home. Suddenly there's a time limit on how long I can be out stealing stuff, and I only have like five seconds left. I desperately try to swing up there, and I'm so close, but the wife grabs my tail or something and I lose all of my momentum or something, and a loud voice (possibly over an intercom) informs me that I now owe something to the people I had been raiding (He actually said like, two waters and a mango or something like that).
Also, I forgot to say that I was some kind of animal with a tail in these games.
So I swing back up to my home and deposit what I stole, which somehow stays balanced. I then realize that I want to improve my home, so I steal some ropes and make it a little better. It looks like some kind of bird's best, or maybe a wasp's nest.
Then somebody's attacking me! They grab onto the outside of my nest and easily pull away one of the ropes, which they swing back to their house on. I decide that I should use some knots so I'm safer. I tie some knots, and make my nest a little more secure. Then I get revenge on whoever it was that stole from me. They actually live right next to me, so it isn't hard to get to them. They're talking on a phone, and a grab it out've they're hands, and then intercom voice is there again. He says that I must give her two leopard pelts because you have to let the person talk on the phone for at least ten minutes before stealing it. Then she says that she was only on the phone for like, three seconds.
I'm all mad because how the heck do I find two leopard pelts they're really rare and if I don't find them within a week I'll be kicked out of the games (My neighbor also reminded me of my other fees).
I'm sitting moping in my nest when all of a sudden a leopard (Yes, the animals are intelligent in this dream) swings in through a small hole in my nest on my left side. She is also carrying a leopard pelt. She realizes that this is a bad idea because she doesn't have room to move and I'm grabbing at her. She swings back in twice more, while desperately trying to push off in a different direction, and I grab onto her tail. I hold on, but she slips out and I just just lay there despondently because I'm sure I won't be able to find everything in time. That was when I woke up.

5/3/2013

Dreamed there were two woman and each one of them had a problem with the other. Several people had gathered to hear them sing and they were feuding and they asked me if I would not mind hearing them sing to determine who was the best. I told them that I would only judge the competition if they let me choose the song and they agreed that this would be alright. I told them they must sing a duet song together. They didn't want to, but they knew they had to since they already had agreed. I chose the song (can't remember what song it was) and they began to sing. By the end of the song, they could not remember why they were feuding in the first place :bravo:.

I am in some really big ware house, something like costtco. I'm standing in front of this booth out of many booths, other people are standing here with me & we're all waiting for something to begin. It's some sort of survival competition, & invisible robotic authority wants amusement from us. The authority seems to drops the rules in our head because we never hear anything but we now what to do. I can even read some of the peoples minds. I know one of the competitors is the girl I love in waking life, but my subconscious never seems to re-create her perfectly. There is the boy who I know likes her too. I can't see his face through his black hair though. The authority intends to drop a big pile of clothes in the booth, and wants us to hurriedly grab some clothes and put them on. I know which clothes the boy wants, so I'm first to grab at some clothes and I grab the pants and jacket the boy wants, which isn't a problem because they were the pants and jacket I wanted too. I can tell he's irritated and I grin to myself. It's like I'm so bent on besting him that I don't give any attention to the girl, but people are beginning to group up in allies, and I just run off alone while the boy walks over to the girl I like & they silently walk together. I get kind of annoyed but I was to caught up in the wrong side of competition or something. Then the authority makes the clothes disappear off of us, and it dumps all the clothes into another mixed up pile into another booth we all have to get to from the places we ran off to. I'm already near the booth I just have to run up to it, I see the boy running from my left and the girl walking fast behind him, so I sprint into the booth and find the jeans, and another pair of jeans, and then I see the jacket right as he comes into the booth, I grab it, then he puts his hand on it and tugs but I pull it full force out of his hand, then he says "I thought we were supposed to fight for the clothes?!" then I say, "I just did", and I run off to put the clothes on and I'm disappointed that I must look like a jerk to the girl. She doesn't know the boy is an even bigger jerk, I know his intentions.


Me and some of my family are in a SUV going to vegas. I'm in the back seat playing on a tablet different games that seem to merge into each other. It is hot, very hot. My grandma pulls over at a gas station to fill the car up. My two cousins get out to throw all their ridiculous amount of trash away in the gas station trash can. A gas station worker is standing there and notices, she says that the trash cans are only for trash that comes from the convenient store, not from cars so she tells us we have to leave, and we didn't get gas yet. My two cousins just laugh they don't care, so my grandma says we're going back home we're turning around, and I'm bummed about it and think they ruin everything. When we get to my grandmas house they leave and it's just me my grandma and mom. I ask her are we still going to vegas? and she whispers in her ear that only us will go when she goes to visit her friend and I'm excited again. While she's walking out of the yard I see something, it's fresh dug dirt in the shape of a body and there's mushroom growing on top in the body shape, I know somebody must've buried a body there and I tell my grandma but she doesn't believe me at first so we get up closer and the fresh dirt turns to light grey plaster in the shape of a human body, my grandma flicks at some of it near the head area, and it clears away some and we both see princess jasmins hair and headband and she wigs out and runs off somewhere I assume to get someone. Then I whispers to my mom to come look and I tell her the same thing and my mom looks and we wonder who the fuck killed princess jasmin.

In this dream some parent I did not know was bragging about their children that they napped better, stood taller, progressed better than other people's children, and that it was due to special nutrition.

Frqgment: In my dream a real life acquaintance mine whom I usuelly see about twice a year were in a dream competition of sorts.

She was trying to learn how to "suck out" the nightmare part out of dreams.

I was trying to learn how to "suck out" lucidity out of dreams.

Upon waking I was struck by the odd use of the word "suck out". Did we mean like a succabus?

Meanwhile, my son was the one who had woken me up (at 2:30am) saying that his leopard and some other plush toy were stuck together and he did not know how it happened. I suggested he bring them to me, and I would look into it. He said he did not know where they were. Realizing that what was bothering was probably a dream fragment, I suggested he go back to sleep, and we would look for them in the morning.

I was hiking in the woods when I came across a monster. It wasn't a scary monster. It was a butt monster and it's goal was to have the best butt in the world.

I'm home and my sister is expertly growing plants. She's growing them from seed, propogating them, and doing things with plants that I've never done, and I'm a plant guy. When she's telling me this, I'm laying on the floor and I'm so tired that I want to go to sleep. I tell her I had just been watching tv and that is why I'm tired. It's mid afternoon but I felt like I had just woken up. I had been watching a talk show and I feel like Frank Ocean was on it.

There is a scene somewhere in here with some young overweight black girls. One of the girls ordered underwear on the internet and was just about to open the package. Suddenly, the other girl had the underwear in her hands and she was walking away with them, proud of herself for having such a great pair of underwear. It is revealed that there will be a nice butt competition and these underwear will help her. Suddenly, they are stolen yet again by a strange, un-talking, black guy. He's creepy looking and has on black and white stripes like a prisoner of old. The girl is frustrated but she doesn't try to get them back because she thinks it would be impossible.

Later I am back by the same woods. I'm in a clearing in a house on a porch and the forest line is in the short distance. Some girls want to go into the woods where apparently, the best butt competition is to occur. They are stopped somehow by a women who is using some kind of force. I see my mother's cousin walk out of the woods. This is a women who is in her 60s but who is obsessed with her looks. She looks more scary than beautiful though with overdone make-up, push up bras, tight pants, and butt padding. She's at the edge of the woods and she's bending over doing some gardening work I think. She stays bent for a while. I suddenly realize that she is the butt monster . I tell my sister. Her motivation is to scare other people away from the woods so that she will win the prize of best butt.

The house i'm in turns out to be the home of my grandparents. My mom asks me if I'm going to some event that they are all going to. I say no, because I don't want to have to kiss everybody who she is going with, including, that cousin of hers who I know is the butt monster. Not that she's scary, even though she is a monster. It's because she's so strange looking. I see everyone arrive. It's my grandmother, her sister, her husband's brothers' sister, my two aunts, the butt monster and bringing up the rear, my grandfather. All women except for one guy. I'm surprised to see my grandfather because in real life he's in the hospital and is in bad shape. He looks healthy in the dream which excites me.

At this point I have, what I believe was a false awakening. I feel I'm awake and I want to write in my dream journal. I start writing it, more or less as I have above, though different. I get hung up on some details like the acreage of the woods or what sound volume to have your laptop on. Soon, the laptop closes and there is darkness and I feel like I'm losing recollection. Then I really wake up.

Superpower

I'm practicing my superpower. Some other people with the same superpower are doing the same thing nearby, so we're having a sort of friendly competition. It turns out that I'm better than they are, which is a satisfying feeling.

Competition, in some kind of temple. Two teams of two, can't remember who I was with, but I lost, got thrown down a hole as punishment.

Tried a WILD, but fell asleep.

This one I woke up from several times, and kept continuing the dream when I fell back asleep:
In a factory, mostly everyone there is younger than me. Something malfunctions and I have to get out with my friend. There was a room with these whiffle balls flying back and forth, we had to get a metal box to put over our heads to get through, so we went to the previous room. We snatched two of the things people were building (they seemed to be brainwashed and continued to work mindlessly). Mine was weirdly shaped and uncomfortable to put on. We went back to the room, but I lost my friend. I saw a rack of clothes, and noticed my little brother's shirt there. I thought something happened to him.

I don't remember much from last night, just a couple fragments. In the first, I found Cookie, a stuffed animal (a black-and-white cat) I've had for as long as I can remember, in my basement. I picked her up and hugged her really tight because I was glad that I'd finally found her (she went missing maybe a couple years ago IWL).

In the second, I was on some website where there was this competition going on. It was some sort of video game competition. People could vote for their favourites in different categories (favourite character, favourite game, favourite genre, favourite moment, etc.).

I am sitting on the floor in an old daycare that I used to attend when I was 4 years old. I am about the same age I am now (26) and a girl that I used to be best friends with when I was in junior high, Amanda, is there with me. She is sitting to the right of me. We are both sitting like children sometimes do, with our legs spread out to the sides in a V shape. We both have a giant piece of paper in front of us. My task is to write something about the person I am today. I feel unsure of what to write and I don't want anyone to judge me so I don't write anything. Instead I sit there and rip a piece of the top right hand corner off and play with it for awhile. I look to see if Amanda has written anything and she hasn't either.

The room is laid out exactly how I remember it in real life. The teachers desk is diagonally to the left of me. The back door to go outside to the playground is to my immediate left. The cubby room is right behind me. The bathroom is right behind Amanda. The classroom door that enters from the hallway is on the other side of the room to the right. There are lots of little kids in this classroom and we are way too grown to be in here with them! It seems a little strange to me but I don't think about it too much.

Amanda and I are now in the corner across the room playing around two desks. We seem to have built a 'fort' with our personal belongings, just like little kids often do. We decorated this area with our handbags, sunglasses, shoes and lip glosses.

Pauly D from jersey shore is in the room with us too. He is sitting on the floor near the door in a circle with about 3 other little kids. Next to them sits the teacher on the floor with the rest of the classroom sitting with her. I can feel Amanda's negativity towards me, like always. I pull out my iphone4 and suddenly a loud voice is heard from my phone saying, "annyeonghaseyo". It is my Korean language learning app and I am embarrassed. I quickly try to shut it off and suddenly Pauly D repeats it and then starts singing the entire Korean alphabet to me! I am impressed. He comes over and I ask him where he learned to speak the language. He tells that he works for the night club, "Bleu", and his manager made all of the employees learn to speak it. This excites me. I smile and say, "that's because a lot of Korean people must go there!!!!!"

Amanda starts feeling jealous that Pauly D is paying more attention to me than her so she begins to compete with me for his attention. She leaves me to go play poker with him and the other kids. I want to join but I am a little rusty on my poker skills and I am afraid if I play I will loose and look dumb. I sit behind Amanda and watch. The teacher says something to me but I forget. Amanda is flirting hard with Pauly D and totally ignoring me. I feel like I need to pee so I tell Amanda I am going to put my shoes on before going into the bathroom, because walking into the bathroom without shoes is just nasty. She looks at me with a vague expression and I get up and walk over to the corner where I left my shoes.

On my way I pass the bathroom. I look in and realize their are no doors or curtains, and the toilets are little tiny baby toilets! I decide I'd rather hold it than to be embarrassed by someone walking by and seeing me with my pants down. I put my shoes on and clean up all of my stuff so I don't loose anything. I feel excluded. I hang out in the corner by myself and decide I want to roll myself an ice cream cone. I end up rolling two. I use waffle cone wraps that are soft with vanilla ice cream. Pauly D walks over and asks if he can have one. I give him the 2nd one I rolled which is less pretty than the first. He stands there talking to me and I can feel Amanda getting extremely jealous and upset.

dream : comments : lucid

25th of May, 2012

So I haven't posted in my DJ in aaaaaaaages for two reasons:

1. During my most successful ever fortnight of lucid dreaming, the whole DreamViews hack incident happened and, after spending nigh on 3 hours posting all my cool dreams, I realised that the site was fake and I'd spent all that time for nothing.
2. School got really intense the last couple of months and I've only just finished and have some time to get back in touch.

Mainly reason 1, though. I plan to get back around to posting those dreams that were lost, because some of them were truly spectacular.

But for now, to wet my feet again...

I had a series of vouchers for a shopping spree. They were ridiculously good savings like "50% off" and "everything for $125"
Somehow they became related to a competition where you had to find a Golden Ticket, a la Willy Wonka.
I was in a petrol station and saw a chocolate and thought "I'll kick myself if it's in there and I don't buy it, besides, it's only a couple of bucks" so I picked it up and lo and behold, there was a Golden Ticket! Hoorah!

So the competition became that we had to use these vouchers in a set time limit in this famous guy's store. I don't remember the name, but it seemed to be quite an important aspect; like I should set it up in real life or something like that.

Anyway, the gist of the competition was that we had to convince the people selling stuff to let us use our vouchers. I wanted a telescope, but the girl wouldn't accept my 50% off voucher coz it was $1000, so I offered to pay her the difference. I ended up losing the competition anyway and not getting anything.

It gets a bit blurry there but I soon found myself in a telescope store checking out all the different models. They had really ornate cool ones that looked like old wooden record players and hyper-modern ones as well.
Eventually this lead to me trying to convince David Bowie that he should help me buy a telescope but he was too caught up in his acoustic performance and the fact that he had to keep changing his wigs.

The dream faded there, or shortly after, and the next thing I remember is riding a motorbike on a forest trail away from a helicopter that was shooting at us.


Man! Feels good to get this back on pixels!

Chinese Buildings / Radio Announcer


NPR came on this morning and infiltrated my dream.

I was in China, watching a building being built at night. I forgot almost all of the dream. It was very involved. In any case, when it was over, the dream switched to me being inside a house, likely in America, and the NPR announcer was in the living room with me.

He walked across the living room to his seat saying his finishing line, "I'm (whatever my name is) for NPR in Shanghai." I don't remember if he said Shanghai or some other place. My memory escapes me, but I couldn't help but thing how dumb it was to be saying his ending line when he was right there with me.

It wasn't that he wasn't in Shanghai or whatever. That part was OK. It's just that I knew who he was, and he was acting like he needed to tell me as though he was talking to everyone through the radio, which of course he was because NPR was infiltrating my dream.

In my dream, it was really weird. It was like someone talking to you in third person. Then I started thinking, I wish I could do a piece based on a manuscript I wrote. I could be all technical and sound important, but that wasn't about to happen, and my dream ended.

Argue and Make Up

My wife wanted help cleaning up. She said the dishes needed to be washed, and she asked me to sweep the floor...and please mop...please! She was upset with me.

I started sweeping, but it was hard to get all the dirt to sweep up. There was crap everywhere, and I was upset about having to clean up.

I was barefoot. I was sweeping up cat litter, but we don't have a cat and my wife won't let me have one in waking life, so I was pissed about having to clean up kitty litter.

I told my wife, who looked like someone completely different, why I was mad. I was calm about it, and she said she didn't want to fight. She asked me to hold her, so I held her. We started messing around. I was licking around her vagina, but now we were in a public auditorium. Someone came in at the bottom, so I said we had to stop.

The lady came up a bit, and then went out a door to her left. We continued messing around for a bit. I did not get pleasure from the sex the way I typically do in dream sex. It was more a matter of what the dream story was than the fact that I was performing a sex act.

Dream Skip

I'm still with my wife I think. I see a bunch of rodent cages that look rather convenient for housing mice or gerbils, and it looks like they are being thrown away. I went up to them to check them out, and they had little furry rodents in them.

Every time I moved a cage, the rodents were multiplied. They would get out of where they were, and then there were to many to put in the space they were just in.

My wife, or who ever it was now, said she lost a bunch of them. I found a whole family living out of the cage, and managed to pluck them all up and put them in my shirt. Then I started looking for where to put them with no luck.

The End

Playing Piano

I was playing some little piece on the piano in front of a bunch of people. It was a simple little piece, but it was captivating for some reason, and everyone loved it. I was alternating two notes, but they sounded good together. I started forgetting the piece, so a started improvising. I was playing chords that didn't really sound that great to me, but everyone loved it.

Then I started playing up the keyboard and my hands were so dextrous, I was playing stuff I could never play in waking life. I was amazing myself, and it was all improvised.

I finished the piece and everyone was cheering. I won third place, which surprised me, and received a $200 check.

The End